(panting)
Talk to me, Spike.
Subject's vehicle is a red Nebraska mid-'90s.
Vehicle approaching.
South-southwest from you.
Is it our red Nebraska?
Stop! Stop!
Oh, my God, no!
Help!
Mmm!
Wow, nice!
That is delicious. What's in this?
Goat cheese and pancetta in a puff pastry.
Mmm. You like it?
Please tell me you're adding these to the menu.
Boss doesn't even know she does these little experiments.
Only on the graveyard shift.
I had to come up with an original appetizer for school.
She's gonna move on to bigger and better things
and leave me here all alone.
Don't worry about it.
Once I get my own restaurant,
you can come and work for me. Nice.
Morning.
Hi.
Uh, coffee, two creams?
Thought something might be wrong with your phone.
Oh, no, it's working.
Jeff...
Look, this isn't the place.
Well, then name the place, and I'll be there.
'Cause if it's not in here,
I'm not supposed to go to your place anymore.
You don't answer your phone. I'm sorry.
It's just... there's nothing left to say.
I'm sorry.
Please... I'm the one who's sorry.
Please.
I think you should go.
Zoe...
Please.
No.
Jeff, this is a no.
Don't. You think you can do better than me?
Don't... Have you looked in the mirror lately?
You need to go now.
Eh? Look at you! Ouch!
Hey, leave her alone!
Ow! I'm gonna dial
911 right now, you son of a bitch.
You let her go.
We are not done.
We're not done.
Zoe...
Alison, what are you doing?
That was an assault. He crossed the line.
I'm walking you home. No, I'm gonna finish my shift.
You've only got 15 minutes left, honey.
I'm finishing my shift
'cause I'm not gonna let him
change how I live my life.
Excuse me.
Dale, how about a warmup?
It's okay.
I'm gonna get going.
Thanks.
Spike, ready?
Sure.
Hey, Zoe. Hey, Rachel.
Hey, Archie.
(knocking)
Hey. (whistling)
Come here.
ZOE: Stay away from me!
No, no! (barking)
Archie... Zoe, please!
Listen to me. You have to understand!
(items breaking) I told you... !
Get your hands off of me! Please, don't make me do this!
Zoe, please! Get away from me!
(screaming) (whimpering)
Um, someone's having a fight
with my neighbor, and I think she's being...
(gunshot, dog barking)
Someone shot her!
(barking)
How you doing?
A little better every day.
Yeah, I hear you.
Good morning, Team 1. Morning.
Barring any calls, it's gonna be a light day.
No warrants until this afternoon
so I'm thinking we're gonna patrol.
Are you okay with that, Eddie?
Yep, yep, good with that.
Good.
Leah Kerns, first day.
Welcome.
We're gonna take it easy today.
And, uh, I'm sure you remember everyone
from the recruiting trials
so, I won't, uh, embarrass you with any speeches.
Can I say something?
Floor's yours.
Thank you for choosing me.
I know why I'm here.
You're down a guy and I'm replacing him.
Don't hate me for it.
Firefighting unit I served with, we lost one of ours,
so, I know what that's like.
If you wanna talk about it...
We're good.
Team 1, suit up. Suit up.
Shots fired. Let's go!
(alarm blaring)
Time and a place.
(alarm blaring)
We have gunshot reports at 8112 Wolf Trail Crescent.
How long since the shot was fired?
15 minutes.
Pretty sure we have a hostage situation in there.
Any of your officers try to make contact?
No, told my guys to maintain
a hard perimeter and wait for the cavalry.
Thank you.
Okay, boss, the neighbor reports hearing sounds of an argument
between Zoe and an unidentified male.
An argument with who?
She have a roommate? Lives alone.
No, but she does have a boyfriend.
It's not the first time the neighbor's heard them arguing.
Yeah, but this time it got physical.
All right, guys, I've sketched a floor plan
based on the neighbor's description.
White wall, one window.
Black wall, door.
Sam, Wordy and I: Alpha Team.
Where do you want me?
Bravo Team with Spike.
Stand sentry black wall exit. Copy.
Jules. Sarge?
Get me anything you can on Zoe Granger,
who her boyfriend is, and anything that can help, okay?
Yep. Just feed me on the fly.
Got it.
Winnie, I need a phone number for Zoe Granger.
Copy that.
JULES: 7:12 a.m.:
SRU arrive on scene.
Shot fired. Possible barricaded domestic.
They're not picking up.
Go in aggressive.
Hit it. Hit it.
Police! Strategic Response Unit!
Police! Get down!
Bedroom clear. Kitchen clear.
Sam.
Back door.
Go!
(water running)
Boss, they're gone.
Captioning sponsored by CBS
We've checked. No sign of them, boss.
Okay, new deal.
Jules, call it.
7:21 a.m.: armed abduction.
All right, let's read the scene fast.
Time's against us.
Spike, need you in the truck for intel.
Jules, the witness.
Priority is the boyfriend's name, a vehicle,
a destination, anything.
LEAH: Greg?
Yeah, Leah?
What do you want me to do?
Profile with, uh, Jules, Leah.
Copy. Word to the wise:
we call him "boss."
(barking)
So, do you know his name? No.
I don't even know her that well.
Ah, uh, after the gunshot,
did you see anything? Did you hear a car take off?
Oh, totally.
Um, a few minutes after the shot I looked out my window
and I saw this car come tearing out of the parking lot.
Great. Did you manage to get a plate number?
No, it moved too fast.
Can you describe the vehicle?
I don't know. Four doors, uh, kinda old?
You have to be a little bit more descriptive than that.
You know, my grandfather-- (barking)
he used to drive the exact same car. Okay, okay.
Kind of smelled inside,
'cause my brother... Do you remember the color?
Reddish. Reddish,
okay, so, you don't know what make?
Okay, I don't know cars.
Well, I have a friend who dies.
so you're gonna come with us right now.
(barks)
He's gonna stay, though, okay?
Stay, Archie. (whines)
Okay, boss, no signs of forced entry here
except our handiwork.
So either she was okay with inviting him in...
...or she was okay
with not being shot when he's waving a gun in her face.
What do you got, Sam?
Small caliber casing: .380 ACP. This matches
the box of ammo Wordy found in the bedroom.
So, the gun was hers.
(typing, computer trills)
No.
(computer trills)
Wait.
No.
Rachel, assuming the subject's vehicle
is speeding away as we speak, time is kinda important here.
Okay, well, I guess it sorta had
these long, stretched-out cat eyes?
SPIKE: Cat eyes?
Yeah. Sorry.
No, no, cat eyes, cat eyes. I can, I can work with cat eyes.
(typing)
She's in chef school.
There's nothing here. Nothing to go on, no photos.
Actually, there is.
No photos means no family. Isolated, maybe estranged.
Right.
That's why she's with the badass boyfriend.
Perceptive.
Been there.
Hey.
Pay stub.
Nice. We got a workplace.
PARKER: That's great. Check it out, Jules.
Boss, I'm thinking she kept a handgun just in case.
Let him in, hoping not to use it.
Yeah, things go south, she goes for the gun in her bag...
Maybe there's a struggle over it, it goes off...
And misses.
There's no blood. So that's a positive.
SPIKE: Boss, I got something.
Go ahead.
Subject's vehicle
is a red Nebraska, mid-'90s.
Let's put an APB out on the car. One male, one female passenger.
This is an armed abduction.
If they're spotted, do not engage. SRU only.
Copy. I'm gonna patch into the red-light traffic cams, too.
Oh, my God. Is she all right?
JULES: We don't know yet. We think that she's been abducted.
It's gotta be Jeff.
Is that her boyfriend?
Jeff Stuckley. He was in here this morning.
They had a fight.
Do you know where he lives? No. Uh,
Leslieville somewhere.
Spike, Jeff Stuckley, Leslieville address.
Copy.
So, he's her boyfriend?
ALISON: Ex. Only he doesn't think so.
She keeps trying to break up with him.
He keeps trying to make up with her,
but this morning it didn't work.
Has he been violent with her? Made any threats?
Yeah, I mean, he's rough with her.
He's always putting her down.
Why would she stay with him?
"I need you, baby." Uh, "All we have is each other."
And she fell for it every time.
It's like she couldn't think straight.
Jeffrey is what we call "known to the police."
Break and enter, aggravated assault.
Does he have a registered Nebraska by any chance?
No, but carjacking seems well within his skill set.
Has she reported him
for assault?
No. She's crazy loyal.
She's... a really great girl.
Please, make sure nothing happens to her.
We're gonna do everything we can to bring her home.
(computer trilling)
I got a home address.
Okay, team, we're on the move.
(sirens blaring)
Well, you could, but that wouldn't be very smart.
'Cause I don't know where else you're gonna get...
SRU! Everybody freeze!
(grunts, groans)
8:14 a.m.: subject contained.
Jeff Stuckley, where's Zoe?
I don't know! Where's Zoe?!
I don't know!
Where's Zoe?! I don't know!
Where is she, Jeff?
Zoe Granger.
I don't know.
You sure about that?
A gun was discharged at her apartment this morning.
She's missing. You are a person of interest.
What?!
SAM: That's what we're asking you.
Where were you an hour ago? I was here.
She's my girlfriend, man.
What do you think I'm gonna do?
Girlfriend? We heard Zoe broke up with you.
You were taking it pretty hard.
Screw you.
Where'd you go when you left the donut shop, Jeff?
PARKER: That's a beautiful menorah.
You Jewish, Jeff?
Spike, you feel like running some insurance numbers?
I don't know where she is, okay? "573..."
You know who you should be looking at?
I'll tell you who you should be looking at.
Yeah? Yeah, I'm serious, man.
There's this weird guy.
He hangs out at the donut shop 24/7.
His name's Dale. He's obsessed with Zoe.
Got a real thing for her.
(bell above door rings)
Excuse me.
I don't like the way you talk to Zoe.
Look, man, I've seen the way you look at her.
She's half your age.
Want to dance, old man?
Don't you dare touch her again.
She deserves better than you.
I'm telling you.
There's something off in the head with that guy.
Boss, the insurance numbers match items stolen
from a pawn shop
early this morning.
JEFF: Must be a mistake.
You interrupting my friend?
Go ahead.
The alarm was tripped at 7:05. He's in the clear.
He didn't take Zoe. The good news here, Jeff,
is that we still get to arrest you for robbery.
What? Can't prove I did it.
You were caught on the video surveillance camera.
Officer Wordsworth?
Be my pleasure.
Look, when you find her, can you give her a message for me?
Nope. Keep walking, Jeff.
All right, new deal.
He's gotta be talking about Dale.
He's in here all the time.
So, was he there this morning?
He's in here every time Zoe's working.
He knows her schedule.
Look, any gal that works in a coffee shop like this
has a regular like Dale,
a guy that, you know, takes a shine to her.
So he has a thing for Zoe.
In a sweet way.
I think he's just a lonely guy.
A little intense maybe.
Intense... SPIKE: You know Dale's last name?
He never mentioned it.
You see him a lot.
What do you know about him?
He doesn't talk about himself very much.
PARKER: What's he talk about?
Zoe.
Does he ever pay with credit card?
Always cash.
What kind of car does he drive?
I guess he parks around back.
I've never seen his car.
All right, thanks, Alison.
Spike, how many old-model red Nebraskas
we got in the city?
(typing)
Over 200. First name Dale?
All right, there's a Dale Mezzatesta in Parkdale...
Dale Phyllis Mezzatesta-- that's a woman.
Too young. Too far. Too young. Dale Murray.
He's 51.
Okay, that's our guy.
26 Coyle Street.
RACHEL: Right near the coffee shop.
PARKER: Okay, feed us info on Dale.
Okay.
SPIKE: Dale Murray: Self-employed contractor.
Hold on. He's flagged. Doesn't say why.
Let me see if there's a file on him.
(doorbell rings)
Mrs. Murray?
Yes? Hi, I'm Sergeant Greg Parker.
We're with the police Strategic Response Unit.
Is your husband at home?
My ex-husband.
No. He hasn't lived here in over a year.
Ma'am, with your permission, we'd like to come in
and verify that for ourselves.
Of course. Go ahead.
They've got a daughter.
It's musty.
Nobody's been in here in a while.
Maybe she moved out.
Sam...
check it out.
Whoa.
Guys...
you gotta see this.
(device trilling)
Hmm.
More than just a passing resemblance.
Mrs. Murray, do you have a daughter?
I did.
I'm sorry?
Isn't that why you're here?
Because you think Dale killed our daughter?
Okay.
Let's get you out of there.
Give me your hand.
Watch your head.
Dale, what's happening?
Where are we?
Never mind that. Come on.
Why are we here?
Come on.
Dale, people are gonna be looking for me!
They will never find you here.
Come on.
SPIKE: Married for 19 years to Judith.
I got an open file on Wendy Murray, Dale's daughter.
She went missing when she was 18 years old.
Yeah, go on.
She was going back to college on a bus, but she never arrived.
No sign that she was making plans to run away.
Suspects?
Nothing solid. But I can tell you
who was a person of interest.
Let me guess...
Dale Murray.
Mrs. Murray,
we're here because we believe your ex-husband has abducted
a young woman named Zoe Granger
two hours ago.
That's Zoe Granger. Do you recognize her?
No.
She was abducted
violently; there was a gunshot.
Ma'am, if you know anything...
There's a trailer just west of the city.
That's where he lives now.
Guys, we got a location.
ED: Copy that.
The police thought it might be Dale.
He was the last one
to see Wendy. He drove her to the bus station
so she could go back to college, but she never got there.
Hold on one second.
Where to?
Start heading west. I'm gonna stay here.
I'll feed you directions on the fly.
Just go. Copy that.
Go on.
Dale said they had an argument.
The police were all over us,
investigating Dale.
They never told me what was going on.
I was going crazy,
and Dale just hid in that damn trailer,
no phone, just hiding.
That girl...
she looks like Wendy.
(siren blares in distance)
Sorry about the rough ride.
We couldn't take the chance of him seeing you.
I put the blankets in the trunk in the back
to make sure that you were more comfortable.
I hope that was okay.
Was it okay?
Yeah, it was okay.
Good.
You like that?
I thought you might want to put on some new clothes,
something fresh.
Thank you.
Wendy loves butterflies.
Wendy?
You know, it's time
someone cooked for you for a change.
I've got roast chicken,
garlic mashed potatoes.
Your favorite, right?
I never would've thought
to add the caramelized onions until I saw you do it.
You saw me do it?
When you started seeing Jeff,
I had to keep an eye on you.
(gulping)
I kept my distance, of course.
I didn't want to interfere.
It's not easy watching you like that.
I am not
going to take my eyes off you again.
Not for a second.
(sighs)
Ha. (laughing)
Anyway...
We're together again.
So, let's not worry about the past.
Would you like a glass of wine?
No, thanks.
Maybe with lunch. Yes?
Right.
Okay. Good.
Who's Wendy?
It's my daughter.
How old is she?
She's 21.
So, what does she do? Does she...
I'd rather not talk about it.
Okay?
(sighing)
(sniffling)
Ah, I'm sorry. It's the onions.
No!
ED (over radio): Get ready, guys. Boss said after two miles of dirt road,
trailer should be right there.
Any other population up here?
Campgrounds, cabins?
Not according to the satellite images.
Just trees, trees, and more trees.
Let's move it. Let's go.
(vehicle accelerates)
(vehicle approaching)
Stop!
Oh, my God, no!
Help!
ED: Boss, they were just here.
Door's open; food on the stove; car's missing.
Table set for two. Zoe's still alive.
At least she was until they left in a hurry.
Hidden in the back of Dale's closet.
SPIKE: Pictures of Zoe, her class schedule.
Boss, he's had her under the microscope for months.
She didn't even know it.
Sometimes it's the quiet ones
you gotta worry about.
All right, just keep looking.
Fast is good.
Copy that.
Guys, transponders on.
Fan out, full stealth.
Wordy, contact regional PD.
Get them to keep watch for a red Nebraska
in case our friends hit the highway.
Leah, you're with me. You got it.
I'll get the parabolic mic, see what we can pick up.
Well, good news.
Uh...
Dale and Zoe were at the trailer, like you said
and just a matter of time before my team finds them.
Mrs. Murray, do you think that your ex-husband was responsible
for your daughter's disappearance?
He started acting... odd.
Go on, please.
When I'd try to talk to him, he was... not there.
Stopped bathing, eating, lived in his own world,
locked away in his trailer, cut off from everyone.
Sounds like he had a breakdown.
Did he get any help?
He wouldn't stop staring at her photo, saying
he loved her too much. Saying sorry to her.
He started talking about how he wanted to die.
I made him go into the Greenfalls Institute.
Greenfalls Institute. Hold on one moment.
Team 1 team leader, you copy?
ED: Copy. Okay, be advised
that the subject has spent time in a mental facility.
Dealing with a possible EDP.
You shouldn't have done that.
I'm sorry.
Sweetie, you can't run away.
It's not safe for you out here.
(sobbing): I just want to go home.
Honey, this is your home.
Please, Dale.
Well, I'm doing this for you.
Can't you understand that?
Oh, sweetheart. Sweetie, don't cry.
We're going to be happy here, just the two of us.
I know we will.
No.
No?
I don't understand. You used to love it here.
Don't you remember?
Honey, you used to beg me to stay.
You never wanted to go home.
Dale, what do you mean?
Dale?
Vehicle approaching.
ED: Talk to me, Spike.
South-southwest from you.
ED: Is it our red Nebraska?
Can't hear the make and color.
It's definitely an old car.
I'll bet he's heading back to the trailer.
ZOE: It's the police.
Ed, he's braked. He's reversing.
Okay, Spike. We got him.
All these roads lead to the same place.
Follow my transponder signal in.
How long at Greenfalls?
Six months.
And how was he diagnosed?
Severe depression. Acute, um...
something paranoid.
Acute delusional paranoia?
He kept imagining he'd finally found Wendy
and that people were trying to take her away again.
But when he was discharged,
his symptoms were under control, right?
No.
Greenfalls is voluntary. He discharged himself.
When he did, he wouldn't talk to me.
Wouldn't touch me.
He moved his trailer to the woods.
Spent all his time there.
I filed for divorce a year ago.
Sounds like he never got better.
How could he?
Living with the guilt of what he did.
What do you think he did?
You tell me.
You think he killed Wendy.
(sobbing)
I'm going to go make a phone call.
I'm going to be right back.
LEAH: There's the car.
We got a visual.
You want to approach direct
or cover from the truck? What do you want to do?
Hit it hard. Copy that.
ED: Vehicle's immobilized. We're moving in.
WORDY: Alpha team approaching on your left.
SAM: Bravo on your right.
Police! Police!
Clear!
He thinks he has a better shot on foot.
Probably knows these woods
inside out.
All right. Ten meters apart.
Do not engage until we're in a control position.
Remember: he's still armed.
Wendy Murray.
You're going to have to refresh my memory, Sergeant.
PARKER: She was 18 years old, Detective.
She disappeared about three years ago.
She got on a bus on her way to college. Never seen again.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. I remember the case.
We beat the bushes on that one.
We chased every lead, every scrap.
And? DETECTIVE: She bought a bus ticket.
She intended to get to her destination.
Why she didn't, we don't know.
Okay, but, the father, Dale.
You think he was involved?
We looked at him.
Had to. It was our only lead.
But in the end, we found no evidence whatsoever.
The kid had a fight with her dad.
She was 18. Par for the course.
No connection.
You don't think she's still out there?
No phone call at Christmas.
No contact of any kind.
She hasn't got any money.
Social insurance untouched
for three years.
Yeah. I hear you. I hear you.
There's only so long we can keep looking for a body.
Look, the ex-wife,
she's convinced that the father is responsible.
Now, you're saying there's no reason to suspect this guy?
No. I investigate 100 missing persons cases a year,
a lot of them kids.
Where there's no body, there's no closure.
It wouldn't be the first time I've seen parents lose it,
start pointing fingers at each other.
Yeah.
Yeah. Thanks, Detective.
(phone beeps off)
Dale, stop!
Quiet!
Help!
I got them.
ED: Where?
750 feet northeast, straight ahead.
(screaming) Shh!
I've got to be quiet.
We need to stop. Shh!
Help! Help me!
Wendy. Wendy, please. They're going to hear you.
I am not Wendy!
Come on.
Police! Stop right there!
Oh, my God.
ED: Police! Don't move!
Dale Murray, stay where you are.
ED: There's nowhere to run, Dale.
Drop your weapon!
You stay back!
(Zoe screaming, muffled)
Stay back!
Mrs.... Mrs. Murray...
Dale didn't do anything to Wendy.
He's doing what you're doing now.
What do you mean?
He's looking for someone to blame.
The only thing in this world worse
than losing a child is not knowing what happened to her.
You're blaming Dale because that's an answer.
And Dale's blaming himself because that's an answer, too.
But it's not the right answer.
Because neither one of you are to blame.
I'm sorry,
but Wendy is gone.
Judith, she is gone.
And that is what you need to start dealing with.
Now, Zoe and Dale, they're going to come home safely.
And when he does, he's going to need help.
You can help him.
You can be there.
If you're willing.
SAM: Got the solution.
We take out Dale, Zoe will go over the edge with him.
SAM: Copy that.
PARKER: Team 1, status?
ED: Boss, we got him contained,
but he's still got Zoe, and he's still armed,
and they're looking down at a 150-foot drop.
PARKER: Okay, team, listen up.
Dale doesn't want to hurt Zoe
because he believes that Zoe is his daughter.
Go on, Sarge.
You lose your daughter,
she's missing for three years, and you've got a choice.
You can accept that she's dead,
or you can believe that
she's still alive.
And Zoe looks like his daughter; she gets under his skin.
He's trying to protect her.
And a father always wants to protect his children.
Okay.
He is delusional, no question. I'm sure
he's not very happy to see you right now, is he?
Okay, well, No, no, he isn't.
that's probably because the cops planted that seed.
A father gets investigated and he starts to feel responsible.
So, just...
just go careful, Eddie.
We gotta stabilize him here.
We gotta decrease pressure.
PARKER: Okay, Jules...
Go, Sarge.
Jules, I want you to lead this negotiation.
I'm going to be your secondary.
Got it.
Spike,
you got ears? I'll get the mic
in up close, report back.
All right, we've got to watch
Dale's back here.
We could rappel down the cliff, contain him from behind.
It's too risky. He'll see you.
Plenty of trees for cover.
Static rope will get us down.
We can traverse across to their exact location.
All right.
Don't crest that cliff till you hear my go.
Copy.
Okay, I got the sweet spot.
I can hear him now.
It's okay. It's okay. Shh.
Hey, Dale, my name's Jules.
You stay back!
Absolutely.
I'm gonna take a few steps back here
and give you some space.
PARKER: Now remember, it's all about keeping Zoe close to him.
He's just found his daughter. He's not going to let go of her.
Dale, you're really close to the edge right now.
You want to keep her safer,
you might want to take a few steps forward.
Set the anchors
no more than ten feet apart. You got it.
JULES: Quick question, Sarge.
If he thinks Zoe's his daughter...
Don't contradict him,
but don't reinforce his delusion
either. Find common ground.
That's right.
Your job isn't to cure him, Jules.
Your job is to just guide him out of this crisis.
That's it, and you're doing great.
Just keep doing what you're doing.
Hey, Dale, can you tell me something
about the woman you're with.
I can tell that she means a lot to you.
You know, I admire
what you're trying to do right now.
I do. You're putting up a fight for what you think is right.
You're putting yourself on the line.
No response means that you've got his attention.
I think we all want the same thing here.
SPIKE: Hold on.
Playing mind games Hold on, I got something.
with us again.
He says you're playing mind games, Jules.
They think after all this time I'm gonna give you up.
Let go of me!
No! No!
Don't go! I'm not Wendy!
I don't need you to protect me.
Don't go!
Don't go, please. You gotta trust me.
Please, please.
Zoe, take it easy!
Take it easy, Zoe. Come on, guys. Talk to me.
Boss, Zoe pulled a runner. What's going on?
He's got her back.
It's escalating.
Good. Boss, we're in position.
Hold position. Wait for my command.
JULES: Okay, Zoe... No! Don't go!
Take it easy, Zoe. Take it easy. Don't go!
Dale, why don't you let her go.
Let's see what she's got to say.
I'm not going to let her go!
Jules, you gotta jump in there. You gotta take control.
Dale, what happened to Wendy was not your fault.
I'm not letting her go!
If I let her go, I'm going to lose her forever.
(Zoe whimpering)
No!
Got him.
(Zoe sobbing)
(screams) Zoe, hang on!
I got you, I got you.
We've got him.
Easy, Dale.
Guys, secure the ropes.
(grunts)
Leah's line's secure.
Got Sam tied down.
You've got
to let go of her, all right?
I'm not going to let go!
Is this what you call keeping someone safe, Dale?
Listen to me,
I am sorry that Wendy disappeared from your life.
I cannot
even imagine what you have been through.
But I do know what it is like to lose somebody who had
absolutely no business dying.
(panting)
And to not have a chance to say good-bye.
And to be disgusted with people
for just walking down the street like the world's the same place.
That if you had just done something different...
they still might be there.
So you can keep on struggling,
and get both of yourselves killed,
and that will be your fault.
Or you can let go...
...and let yourselves live.
What would Wendy want you to do?
What would she want you to do, Dale?
(sobbing): I'm sorry.
Let's get her up.
Bring him up.
("Now the Struggle Has a Name" by Tragically Hip playing)
¶ Now ¶
¶ The apology done ¶
¶ Applause can begin ¶
¶ Now ¶
¶ The apology's done ¶
¶ Applause begins ¶
¶ If it bleeds, it leads ¶
¶ If it cries, it flies ¶
¶ If it feeds a need ¶
¶ If it dies ¶
¶ It dies ¶
¶ Now the struggle has a name ¶
¶ It doesn't fade... ¶
It's not much,
but it helps.
You carry your friends with you.
¶ I still feel the same ¶
¶ Now the struggle has a name ¶
¶ Oh ¶
¶ I still feel the same ¶
¶ Now the struggle has a name ¶
¶ And Honey Watson ¶
¶ I struggle on. ¶
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