¶ I'm crazy ¶
¶ Crazy for you... ¶
¶ Make sure that you have the best in life... ¶
I think I saw a cop.
¶ ...I wouldn't do ¶
¶ 'Cause I'm crazy... ¶
We got to hold them back.
Mister, out.
(gun chamber clicks)
Nobody moves!
(gunshot, people screaming)
Come here.
Stop!
Don't move!
Mmm.
God, this is so good.
(laughs)
Oh, it-it is, like, dissolving right now.
It's just like melting onto my tongue.
(laughs)
Here. Come here.
It's all yours.
Let me get this out of your way.
I...
Oh, actually, I think she's still working on it.
Are you... Are you still working on it?
Well, yes.
Uh, yes, I am still working on it.
You remember?
Yeah.
You know how much
trouble I got in letting you sit there
every day for three hours with that one cup of coffee?
I was still working on it.
Besides, with a...
a view like you, who wants to move?
I get to look at you all night.
All night.
(groans softly)
Are you okay?
(groans) I'm good.
Just, uh... just tingly.
You know, it's...
It's weird.
Can I help you?
I'm going to go to the ladies'.
(groans)
If I'm not back in ten...
I'll send in the hounds.
Oh, God.
This place is so beautiful.
Yeah, I bet even... the bathrooms are beautiful.
Enjoy your meals.
(sighs)
I'm sorry about that.
I'll get your bill.
Hmm. No dessert menu?
Hey, hey, um,
Team 5 is still on that motel standoff.
You guys mind sticking around till they get back?
Yeah. No problem.
Guys, you copy that?
Copy. Copy that.
Shelly, I'm gonna be late tonight.
Let me say good night to the girls.
Soph, yeah. Yeah, a little bit OT.
Yeah.
All right, save me some.
Hey.
I'm good. Thanks.
Yeah, we have to postpone tonight.
(laughs)
I'm sorry.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
SPIKE: Hey, Lou. Sorry, bud.
I might be a little held up at work.
Oh, it's okay.
At least you called.
Oh.
I have to...
Yeah, I have to... go this way.
This is the door.
WOMAN: Miss? Are you okay, Miss?
Well, I have to go... I have to go out.
I want to go home.
Your friend needs help in the bathroom.
After that, you pay
and leave.
Don't tell Mom.
I have to go this way.
I-I... I have to get out of here.
I have to go home. Laura?
I have to go... Laura.
(sighs)
It's okay, baby.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
(laughs)
It's okay.
Hey, do you still need to use the bathroom,
or are you done?
No. I'm... I'm good.
Okay.
You know what?
Let's just go.
What? Without paying?
What, you mean, after they were so nice to us?
(laughs)
This bad boy side of you--
I kind of like it...
Well, night's still young.
You ain't seen nothing yet.
(laughs)
Next?
Next.
Let's go. (laughs)
What's left on the credit card?
Not that much.
The guy's gone and doubled the price.
Oh. Maybe we could look at another one.
No.
You kidding?
No. That's not the point.
Well, I don't know. I mean...
Lau, listen.
I made you a promise, and I'm keeping it.
Well, I guess he shouldn't have boosted the price.
No, he shouldn't have boosted the price.
Especially today.
Why don't you go talk to him?
(clears throat)
Hi.
Excuse me.
I'm looking to buy a watch.
LAURA: Can you show me what you have with the...?
(laughs) I just, like, forgot what they call them. The, uh...
The...
Roman numerals. From Roman numerals.
Um, something...
not too flashy.
Um... maybe I...
Can I see this one? This one?
What is that? What is that? Is that mother-of-pearl?
What's your price range?
LAURA: Well,
we're in the, uh...
MAN: Hey! Stop!
Don't move!
Don't... move!
Call 911.
MAN: Sir?
(panting)
Sir, please put down that gun.
MAN: No, not this time.
Not this time.
This is the fourth time this month,
and I am not taking it.
WOMAN: This is 2110 Church Street. We're being robbed.
(screams)
(whimpers and cries)
(whimpering)
Put it down.
(woman sobbing) I said,
put the gun down!
Do... Let her go.
...what he says. Let her go!
(sobbing)
Don't make me do this.
Let her go.
I don't want to hurt your wife.
They want money.
Just give it to them!
Hey, we're short on time here.
Just put the gun down and let us go.
(sobbing)
Okay, son.
I... put it down.
Let her go.
Go get the gun.
Get the gun.
MAN: Let her go, son.
Please, son, let her go.
Please, son.
Please, son, let her go. Please?
Oh!
(crying)
You know, you're short on time, too.
What are you gonna do with what you got left?
Captioning sponsored by CBS
WINNIE: Team 1: hot call. Gear up, guys. Shots fired.
Robbery at 2110 Church.
One male, one female.
Subjects believed to be high-risk
and under the influence.
Winnie, let's see if there are any other reports in the area.
WINNIE: Copy, boss.
Okay. Next?
(both laugh)
(laughs)
Lau, you still with me?
Uh... Laura?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
Absolutely.
(siren blaring)
(tires screech)
Inspector...
what have you got?
Suspects fled in a gold sedan. They got
a .357 Mag, and we just put out an APB.
Gun's theirs?
No. It's the shopkeeper's.
.357. People these days.
Well, they said they were robbed three times the last month.
Okay. Okay, guys, subjects have fled the scene,
and they are armed.
We need you to stay on the road.
We got an APB on a gold sedan.
Repeat: APB on a gold sedan.
Copy that. ED: They're close.
We may be looking at a moving takedown.
You got an ID?
No. There's no camera in the shop.
Okay. Eddie, see what you can get
out of Mr. and Mrs. .357, will you?
(phone ringing)
Parker.
Boss, no other calls in the area.
Just a dine-and-dash, but it matches the description.
I got a waiter on the line if you want to talk to him.
Okay. Thanks, Winnie.
Putting him through.
Hey, I'm Sergeant Greg Parker,
I'm with the Police Strategic Response Unit.
What can you tell me about these people?
They were in their late 20s, I guess.
You remember what they were wearing?
Yeah, she was in a purple dress; he was in a blue suit.
Maybe, um, 5'9", 5'10".
You ask me, they were high.
Can you describe their state of mind?
Like I said, crack thieves.
They come in here all the time.
Yeah, how were they behaving?
Yeah, they were making the other customers uncomfortable.
Can you be more specific?
Intense. Really out of it.
Glassy-eyed, knocking things over.
Off-balance. Her speech was a bit slurry.
And the woman apparently had a fit in the bathroom.
Just before they left,
he was going on about being short on time. Yeah...
"What are you gonna do with what you've got left?"
What'd they take? Art Deco ring, five diamonds.
They didn't grab anything else on the way out?
Oh, no, they knew you guys were coming.
Okay, thanks for your help.
What's your take, Eddie?
Looking like substance abuse.
Looking like, huh? Well, they could've
cleaned out the whole place, but they didn't.
We got a foot cop said he just saw a gold sedan
going north on Yonge above Charles.
Okay.
Wordy, what's your 20?
We'll send you a postcard, Inspector!
All right.
Maybe we should stop now.
Get home.
Do you see any cops?
Not yet.
Okay, then we're okay.
Unless there were cameras at that place.
You really don't think they can track us down?
I don't want to risk being at home if they do.
But if we can't get home, then...
Then the plan changes.
But we don't have the...
I guess we improvise.
Okay?
Laura?
Laura!
(inhales sharply) Hey!
(groaning) Lau, you're back.
(gasping) Breathe. Breathe.
I'm okay.
You're okay. You're fine. I'm okay.
Oh!
You okay?
I'm okay. I'm okay. Are you okay, yeah?
I'm okay.
We got to get out of here.
WOMAN: Are you okay?
MAN: Hey, look at this!
You all right? Yeah, I'm all right.
But look what you did to my car, man! Come on.
Come on. You okay? Look at this, man!
Hey, hey!
(horn honking)
Hey, what do you think you're doing?!
So, what substances you guys thinking?
Could be cocaine. Or meth.
With hallucinations?
JULES: Goes with a high dose.
You dress up, you go out to dinner,
and then you try to rob a pawn shop.
A fun Friday night.
PARKER: I don't know.
Taxi! Taxi!
(horns honking)
WINNIE: Team 1, we got something.
Hit-and-run involving a gold sedan, Bloor and Parliament.
Subjects abandoned their vehicle
and flagged an Oakwood taxi going west on Bloor.
Winnie, alert all units in the area.
Eyes open for flashing emergency lights on an Oakwood taxi.
PARKER: No sirens, SRU intervention only.
We're considering this
a mobile hostage situation with possible drug users,
and we do not want to provoke the subjects.
You got it. No sirens, SRU only.
And Winnie, let's track the gold sedan's license plate,
see who we're looking for.
Or we put a call into the Oakwood dispatch.
See if we can tap into the fleet's GPS.
Track 'em down that way.
These kids and their toys.
Ev... Ev.
My head is spinning.
Ramesh, we need to go faster.
I can't legally go faster than this, sir.
Ev, what are we going to do?
(whispering): Hey. No one's following us.
We're okay.
Nothing changes, Lau.
Okay.
WINNIE: We got a name. We got a name on the owner of the sedan.
Evan Hewson, 28, no criminal record.
Address: 1382 Emilia Street with common-law partner
Laura Scheinmann, 29. Her record's clean also.
Boss, that's five minutes away from here.
Want some help on the profile?
Yeah. That'd be good.
SAM (over radio): I'll drop her off,
catch up with you. PARKER: Copy.
You don't want to come with?
We do a rolling stop, we'll need the extra vehicle.
Okay. Just as well.
Wouldn't want to get you in trouble with the little lady.
Remind me: who dumped who again?
Okay. Pull over here.
What are we doing?
We can't go home. Yeah, but...
No. We can get some here.
Ev!
You'll be okay. I'll be right back.
Is everything all right?
A headache.
I just have a headache.
Your friend has gone to get you something.
Yeah.
(beeping)
No! Don't touch that.
Look, I know you're just trying to do the right thing,
but there is something that I need to tell you.
Please listen.
When I'm done, you can do whatever it is you need to do.
Just, please...
MAN (over radio): Car T6211, call in.
Please listen.
MAN: T6211. Ramesh, call in, please.
I've got Oakwood Taxi's GPS tracking patched in.
You are looking at the entire active downtown fleet.
No unusual activity reported. No crisis signals activated.
SPIKE: I don't like it.
If I got my taxi hijacked, first thing I'd do
is send the alarm code to dispatch.
Unless you've been forced out of the car.
Well, then, I'd have phoned it in by now.
Maybe you're driving under threat.
Or worse.
Thanks, Ramesh.
I believe this is yours.
MAN (over radio): T6211. Call in.
Repeat: Car T6211, Ramesh, call in.
Lau, Lau, I love you.
I've known them about nine years,
since they moved in upstairs.
What kind of tenants are they?
Quiet. Not a lot of company.
They don't play any loud music.
Any trouble with the rent?
They missed this month.
Is that the first time?
No. Usually, they call first.
Um... I don't know what's going on with them.
Any recent changes in their work situation?
As far as I know, he's still working at the hospital.
He's an intern.
Uh, Laura tutors English, but that comes and goes.
Lots of dots.
They won't get far.
(cell phone rings)
Stainton.
What's up, Inspector?
STAINTON: Looks like our friends just robbed a drugstore.
Not what I was hoping to hear.
Are you aware of any drug problems?
No. They're regular people.
All right, stop me if anything rings a bell.
Mood swings, either direction?
Volatility,
depression, confusion, secretiveness...
Yeah, secretive.
Well, they scoot by the door
like they don't want me to see them.
Last time I saw them, they looked tired, depressed.
You know, dark circles under their eyes.
From Saint Simon's. Is that where Evan works?
Hey, Sarge.
Hey, Jules.
We just got word that Bonnie and Clyde
have stolen syringes and morphine from a drugstore.
Well, I just found their home supply.
One syringe and two vials. So, morphine.
As addictive as heroin.
And tolerance develops real fast.
JULES: Yeah, withdrawals are nasty.
Irrational and violent until they get what they need.
So, we know the substance.
Now we got to get to know the people underneath.
Okay. Keep me posted.
You got it.
Boss, I think I got 'em. Car T6211.
Going west on Bloor. Just passed Jane Street.
Dispatch says he's not responding to radio.
Car T6211, subject acquired.
Moving takedown, maximum caution.
Let's move it, guys.
No sirens. Residential area.
We don't want to trigger a high-speed pursuit.
SAM: Copy. LEWIS: Copy that.
You remember that night at The Old Mill?
Your mom made you ask me to dance.
I'm glad she did.
It's all gone by pretty fast.
Yeah.
There it is.
Like it was yesterday.
You see that?
Yeah.
We can come at them from both sides.
Wordy, approach the driveway
from the west.
We'll take the east with Sam.
WORDY: Copy. We got them.
ED: He's coming towards us.
Let's block it off.
(tires screeching)
Get out of the cab!
Do it now!
Hands out!
Do it now!
Move towards me!
Do it now! Do it now!
Hands on the hood!
Do it now! Thank you!
No, they're not here. You had two passengers
in your car, male and a female, late 20s.
Yes?
Well, where are they?
They've gone in there.
Spike, work the truck.
Got it.
Can I help you with something?
Oh, no.
Are you with a wedding party?
Oh, we were just looking around.
To book something in the future or...?
Uh, yeah, to book something.
Okay, well, it's a little late,
but I can schedule you a consultation.
Let's see what we have here.
Are you looking to book a summer wedding or...?
ED: Let's go, guys.
Let's move it. Let's move it. Let's move it.
What is this place?
Popular wedding spot.
Target-rich environment.
I got onboard security snapshots
from the taxi coming at you.
Thank you, Spike.
How you doing?
Officer Wordsworth.
Hi.
We have a security threat in your building.
We want you and your staff to lock down all the exits.
But we don't want to trigger panic among your guests.
All right.
PARKER: Okay, we're looking
for a young couple in their late 20s,
formally dressed, possibly under the influence.
That's most of our guests.
Does that help?
They were just here a second ago.
How many rooms in the facility?
There's six reception rooms.
They're all in use.
Excuse me.
¶ You can trust in me and believe in me... ¶
WOMAN: Honey, don't touch.
¶ I'll see you all the way through ¶
¶ 'Cause I'm crazy, crazy for you ¶
¶ This life used to be ¶
¶ Nothing special at all ¶
¶ That all changed ¶
¶ Now that I have you ¶
¶ Let's have a quick review... ¶
¶ I'm... ¶
There's one room just to the left
and there's another room straight ahead.
Thank you, ma'am.
Now, just stay right up against the wall right here.
WOMAN: Honey, just stand back.
MAN: I was just going to try to find out what's happening.
It's all clear back there.
There's another room over here.
There any other entrances?
Yep, just around the west corner over there.
Sam, Wordy, boss... PARKER: Let's go.
¶ I'm crazy... ¶
I think I saw a cop.
¶ Crazy for you... ¶
Okay.
Keep dancing. Follow me.
Lau, it's up to you.
Same plan, just faster.
Get him now.
Let's move.
We got to hold 'em back.
Mister, out.
Nobody moves!
(gunshot, people screaming)
Everyone, try to stay calm!
Stop! Don't move!
Come here, all of you, over here.
Over here, over here now!
PARKER: It's all right.
Just do as he says.
EVAN: All right, link arms.
Link arms, stay together, and don't look back.
PARKER: Evan Hewson, Laura Scheinmann, this is Greg Parker.
I'm with the Police Strategic Response Unit.
8:44 P.M.... We're here to make sure no one else gets hurt.
...armed hostage taking.
Sergeant Parker begins negotiation
with subjects Evan Hewson... We're going to take our time.
We're gonna slow down. ...and Laura Scheinmann.
Go, go, leave. We're gonna talk and we're gonna figure
a way out of this.
How does that sound?
¶ Crazy for you... ¶
Evan, I'm gonna turn the music off
so I can hear what you have to say.
Okay? ¶ I'll see you all the way through... ¶
Mr. DJ, turn the music off!
¶ Crazy about you... ¶ And get out of here!
¶ Life used to... ¶
(music stops)
Thank you.
Okay, Evan and Laura,
you want to talk about what brought us here today?
Get it ready.
What do you mean?
Evan? Keep your distance!
Sierra 1 in position.
WOMAN: Whoa.
Oh, my God, that's me.
Boss, there's more to this.
What do you have?
Laura's office.
A battlefield: reminders,
sticky notes everywhere,
like she's fighting to remember stuff,
like she's... like she's losing it.
Okay, go through it, Jules.
Let's see if we can find out what she's trying not to forget.
Got it.
Spike, bring in the cabbie...
and see if you can track down any family.
Copy.
I don't recognize these people.
Do you know who they are?
EVAN: It's just you and me, Lau.
What are you doing with a gun?
Lau, Lau... Is everything okay,
Evan? LAURA: I want
to go home.
I want to go home.
(sobbing): I want to go home.
It looks like Laura could use some help.
I hear you two stopped off at a pharmacy.
You picked up some things. Hey, come here.
Come here. Want to talk about that?
LAURA: I want to go home.
Sierra 1-- no shot, obstruction.
JULES: Hey, Sarge, I got an appointment four days ago
at Saint Simon's Hospital-- personal--
with a phone number for a Dr. Fylin.
Give me the number, Jules.
I really want to get your friend some help, Evan.
We don't need your help!
Why is that, Evan? We just need to be left alone.
Okay, why is that?
Just... ten minutes.
We just need ten minutes. That's it-- ten minutes alone.
Then it doesn't matter.
Tell me what that means, Evan.
So you weren't driving under duress?
They didn't threaten you?
No, sir.
Were they using drugs?
No.
You see a lot of people go through your cab, right?
What's your take on these two?
I know what people who are high look like,
how they smell, how they talk.
These two...
All right, go on. She said they were short
on time.
She said it was their last night.
They wanted to dance together.
They wanted to dance and that's it?
The rest is not for me to say.
Okay.
Guys, the cab driver is saying the same thing
that the couple in the pawn shop said,
that they are "short on time."
SPIKE: Boss, she's not on morphine.
It's not about getting high.
That doctor's appointment was with a neurology clinic.
It took a bit of twisting,
but I got Dr. Fylin to release the diagnosis.
Laura has CJD-- Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.
Slurred speech, dizziness, hallucinations.
A brain disorder.
(Laura sobbing)
Spike, I need to know more.
I'm on it.
(typing)
Jules, how much morphine is in those vials?
120 milligrams.
That's a lethal dose.
SPIKE: She has spontaneous CJD. It's very rare.
It's one in a million.
Your brain starts literally disintegrating.
There's no treatment. There's no known cure.
You can go from diagnosis to death in the space of two weeks.
It gets worse by the day.
Laura's losing her memory, her balance,
her motor skills, all her major brain functions.
Cab driver said all they wanted to do was dance.
And then they were going to go home for the morphine
and that's how the night was supposed to end.
Yeah, but they couldn't go home, so he robbed a pharmacy.
Now he's asking for ten minutes.
Ten minutes for the dose to take effect.
Sam,
keep your eyes on 'em, both of 'em.
SAM: Copy.
(sighs)
Laura, can you hear me?
I'm getting a better understanding of...
what you went through today, and...
we know you're sick.
Are you back?
Yeah.
Can't imagine
what that must be like.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna keep him talking. But everything I'm seeing today tells me...
Can you get it ready?
Can you do that, Lo? ...that you're very strong...
Yes.
...that you and Evan are very strong
and you're very brave.
You're not going to take us apart.
Boss, she's opening her bag.
She's doing something inside it. What do you see?
It's the morphine; they're cutting to the chase.
Ed, what's your take?
Sam, you got the shot?
Multiple hostages.
It's high-risk. Less lethal-- can you do it?
Do we want to do it?
There's a risk we hit the hostages.
We go less lethal, we're looking at an injury.
We let her do what she wants to do
and we are looking at a death.
We can't let her kill herself.
Yeah, copy.
Morphine's painless.
What are you saying, Spike?
Isn't this her life-- what's left of it?
I'm just saying maybe we should be looking the other way.
Maybe it's better we let her have what she wants.
Can't do it.
We interfere, the subject could start shooting.
So we put lives at risk to save somebody who's already dying?
ED: Our job is to save lives.
We're cops. We're not judges.
Boss?
Yeah, he's right. We put it in play.
Jules.
Yeah, boss?
Get Frank McAndrew on the phone
and tell him this: I'd like to solicit his legal opinion here
on these two staying together based on compassionate grounds.
If she has two weeks to live,
then they're not gonna spend it apart.
Got it.
And when I say opinion, I mean
he calls his favorite judge
and he works his famous powers of persuasion. Hear me?
We take the shot, he will accelerate. He's still armed.
We can use the distraction to clear the hostages.
Copy that.
She's filling the syringe.
Sam, take the shot if you see it.
Ready, Lau?
I'm ready.
(gunshot)
No, no, no!
ED: Keep the weapon lowered, Evan. Just keep it down. That's it.
What did you do?!
Sorry we had to do that, Evan.
You won't let them take us!
Stay back!
LAURA: What are we gonna do?!
Evan?
It's okay. Lau, Lau, it's okay. What are we gonna do?!
We'll figure a way out of here.
Just put the gun on the floor, Evan.
Don't tell me what to do!
We're gonna talk through this, but you gotta look at me.
You gotta look at me, Evan.
No! Evan, Evan...
Do it.
(cocks gun)
Do it!
Evan! Please?
Laura?
Please?
Give them space.
Sam, switch to lethal.
Copy.
This is crazy. My son is not a drug user.
He-he does not rob stores.
I know that, Mrs. Hewson,
and I need you to stay calm
because I need you to help me help Evan.
Evan and Laura have known each other for a long time?
13 years. 13 years?
This is where they met.
Best thing that ever happened to him.
Okay, I'm really sorry, but I have to tell you
some sad news about Laura.
I got the solution.
Evan... please.
Please.
Evan, don't do that.
(whimpering)
Please!
Please.
Thank you, Evan. That's the right choice.
That gun goes up again...
I hear you.
Evan, please.
Evan, I'm sorry for what's going on in your life.
And I really want to help you, but I got
to tell you...
that we can't let you hurt Laura.
LAURA: No.
I don't get to make many choices anymore,
but this choice is mine.
We... we've talked about it
for four days, four nights.
We... we made a video.
It's at home, so that when I'm gone,
Evan won't be blamed.
Oh, God.
This is why.
Mrs. Hewson?
Last week, he came to see me.
Just dropped in, wanted to go for a walk.
He held my hand.
He never does that anymore.
He told me he loved me like it was good-bye.
Why would he do that?
Jules, how much morphine did you find
at their place-- how many doses?
Oh, God... oh, God.
I'm not going to break my promise.
She gets everything
she wants today.
SPIKE (over radio): Two vials, 120 milligrams each.
Copy, Spike.
Boss? Yeah.
I heard it.
You guys have known each other a long time, right?
13 years, so since you were... what?
Fifteen.
15-- that's a long time.
That's a lifetime.
That's a lot of memories.
Laura, I know...
I know something about memories,
and I know a little something about what happens
when someone shoots someone else.
It's not like you think it is.
It's horrible.
It's messy as hell.
I mean, you see something like that,
that image stays in your head.
Don't... don't listen to him, Lau.
And what you're asking Evan to do,
it's going to be the last memory he has of you.
It's going to be the last thing
he sees every night before he goes to sleep.
Don't believe him.
There's lots I'm going to see
when I close my eyes at night, okay?
But I got to be honest with you, Laura.
It's not going to get that far.
See, my team...
is going to shoot Evan
before he shoots you.
(gasping)
It's the law.
That's our job.
To not let him do that.
I'll take my chances.
ED: Did Laura know
about the last part of your plan here, Evan?
The part where you intended
to use that second dose of morphine on yourself?
Did she know that?
120 milligrams is a lethal dose.
Now, you knew that, right?
You knew that that's what it would take.
Did you tell her that you had a second vial?
Did you tell her you were going to kill yourself,
that you were going to go with her?
Did you tell her that?
Ev?
(sighs)
But why?
ED: Hold off, guys.
Let's give them some space.
I can't.
I don't want to.
I don't want to live without you, Lau.
You have to.
Please.
I can't.
No.
You have so much time still.
Your mom... she needs you.
And... and your family needs you.
You are going to love someone else someday.
Lau, that's not going to happen.
Yes, it is.
Evan...
how am I going to live on if you don't live?
JULES (over radio): Sarge, I just heard back from McAndrew.
He thinks they can swing it.
Copy that.
Good work, Eddie.
Evan?
No matter how much time you have left--
two days or two weeks-
we're going to make sure
that the two of you stay together.
We're not going to split you up.
Are you with me?
(sighs)
("Lullaby (Chopin Ballade)" by Melanie Doane playing)
¶ Tonight ¶
So that's the story.
¶ And every night ¶
I'm sorry, Mom, Dad, all of you guys,
for not giving any advance warning.
¶ I will be here by your side ¶
I guess I didn't really get much warning myself.
¶ No need to be afraid ¶
But I... I just don't want a fuss.
You know, you get that, right?
¶ Close your eyes, close your eyes ¶
I don't want pity
or two weeks of good-byes.
¶ And when you do ¶
¶ I look at you ¶
¶ In wonder ¶
¶ I wonder ¶
¶ Can you truly be mine? ¶
¶ Be mine ¶
¶ Be mine. ¶
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