Let's get in there, guys. You know the drill.
I've got a cluster of containers
in the shipyard's northeast sector.
I'm uploading a map to you now.
All right, you got another 40 units right here,
near-mint condition.
Door!
ED: Open up the container, throw your weapons out!
Do it now!
(whispers): She's exposed right here.
Let me see.
Can you get her?
I can ricochet it as a forehead shot.
You see it, take it.
So, grab.
Oh, okay.
And step back, step back.
Come on. Who is this guy?
What, you getting tired?
Come on. Leave something in the tank.
Okay, grab. Slowly, slowly.
All right, good.
Oh, yeah, got it.
Hold him down there like... (laughs)
Hey, look who it is. Look who it is.
Look who it is!
Hey, guys!
Hey, Sophie. Hey-hey!
You got that glow thing going on, huh?
How you feeling?
Good.
What are you doing on your feet?
Doc says I'm okay as long as I don't
exert myself too much.
You look terrific.
Hey. Hello. How are ya?
Good. I thought I'd come by and say hello.
What's going on?
PARKER: Let's sweat!
All right, let's get back to it.
Can we go somewhere and talk?
Yeah. Okay.
So what are you thinking?
I'm thinking you got 'em set up pretty good.
(sniffing)
What are you doing in there?
Taking a leak.
You want details?
Another drink?
No, I'm good, thanks.
You sure?
I got a 16-year-old scotch over there.
It's like poetry in a bottle.
You're trying to put me off my game.
Let's talk business.
All right.
So, what do you like?
I really need you. I'm not even supposed
to be out of bed right now.
And it's not gonna get easier.
It's just gonna get harder.
So, Clark's around.
Clark's 15.
Look, we've done this before, we will figure it out.
Your job's different now, okay?
I'm supposed to rest, I need help.
And I'm gonna help.
With what, two-hour workouts a day?
Night shifts, overtime shifts?
What am I supposed to do?
Just, just tell me, and I will do it, okay?
My mother's expecting me in the morning.
I've already packed my bags.
Your bags are packed?
It'll be easier for both of us.
I just, I want to get through this pregnancy
and do some thinking.
Okay.
Okay, if it's better... it's better for you and the baby.
It's just for a while?
Give me more time with Clark, anyway.
Ed, Clark's coming with me.
Tell me who your buyers are again.
I didn't tell you in the first place.
Kinda like to know who I'm dealing with.
Yeah, and my guys like to keep a low profile.
A hundred grand.
Sweet.
Deposit's only ten.
Consider the rest a finder's fee.
Generous.
I was hoping it might, uh... move things along.
Definitely expedite things.
When can I see the rest?
How's tonight sound?
Tonight?
Everything goes tonight.
You're at the front of the line now.
(chuckles) Tonight, tonight's good.
Just need to make a couple of calls.
What can you tell me about this?
Fully automatic, fully concealable.
That baby's a game changer.
Wait'll they hit the streets.
Nine millimeter,
very sensitive,
single or multi shots.
1,200...
Whoa!
Damn!
Thing kinda fires itself, you know?
Give it to me.
Safety on.
Sorry, Nick.
Crank the stereo.
Anybody comes knocking,
we're testing out the surround sound, all right?
Let's pack and move. Pack it up. Let's go.
Nick...
Strike three.
(hard rock blaring)
Let's go!
Pack it up and move! Get the boxes!
Let's go! Get it out of here!
Come on! Pack it all up!
Get him out of here! Let's go! Go!
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Let's go!
How's she doing?
She's fine.
Just fine?
Ah, she's going to stay with her mother for a while.
Why's that?
She says it'll be easier.
For how long?
I don't know.
You're okay with that, huh?
It's what she wants.
Team One, suit up. Hot call.
Let's go. (alarm blaring)
(sirens wailing)
Winnie, what do we know?
Shots fired. 172 Beechmont.
A neighbor called it in. She said she was
reading her daughter a bedtime story
when she heard gunfire.
How many shots fired?
She couldn't tell.
Said it sounded like firecrackers going off.
Machine guns.
And then really loud music.
Thanks, Winnie.
Machine guns in Rosedale.
Anyone who's got that kind of gear, I say we get in his face.
We gotta let him know that he's overpowered
before he can take this thing any further.
In your face is good with me.
(sirens wailing)
Guys, let's check these perimeters.
Sam? Okay.
This is Sergeant Parker with the Police Strategic Response Unit.
We need to know if there are any injured parties in there.
(loud rock playing)
Movement, green wall.
Mike, take the back!
Eric, garage! Go!
(frustrated grunt)
(rock music playing)
WORDY (over radio): Motion here, black wall.
All right, minimum two occupants.
Anything else to go on?
Well, just that they and their possible victims are
probably hard of hearing right now.
We go in there, headsets are useless.
Spike, who owns this house?
Not a who but a what.
67034 Holdings, to be precise.
A numbered company owns a house in this neighborhood?
Automatic gunfire?
Organized crime?
A long way from the strip club.
Spike, keep digging.
Basically my plan.
Boss, we got to get in there now.
PARKER (over radio): Team, let's regroup. We're going in the front.
Officer... Yeah?
get your guys to lock down a perimeter,
notify all the neighbors to stay away from their windows.
Copy, sir.
(loud rock continues)
Nick!
They're surrounding the place!
We're gonna need more ammo! Let's go!
Mike, get the blinds!
There's only one way out, fast!
You said the garage is soft.
Only one man out back so far!
Go back! Wait for us!
Police! Police! Right there!
Police!
SRU! Police! Lock it!
Police!
(rock music continues playing)
Take heat. Cover the door!
What are you doing?
No, no, no, no, come on!
Forget the ammo, man! Let's go!
I got a way out!
Let's get out of here!
Hang on a minute!
(rock music continues)
Don't move! Drop your weapon right now!
Drop it on the ground!
Hands on your head! Up against the wall!
(man grunting)
(clip clicking)
Come on!
Nothing yet.
(beeping)
(rock music continues)
(beeping)
Hold fire! Hold fire!
(rock music continues blaring)
Ed, it's your brother!
(music continues blaring)
Ed, it's your brother!
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Hold fire! Ed, it's your brother!
(music blasting)
Constable, cut the power.
I need it cut now. Go! Go!
(music continues blasting)
(music stops)
Hold fire! Hold fire!
Hold. Hold. Hold.
Stay down.
Spike, what's going on?
Check your PDAs.
Roy.
Is your brother working some case undercover?
Roy's not undercover.
He's Guns and Gangs. They have a unit.
Sam, he's not on active duty right now.
You sure about that? Boss,
he was suspended a month ago.
What for?
(guns firing)
Officer down!
ED: You were there, Sam.
The Sunrise Motel. Officer down!
He disobeyed a direct order to stand down
and wait for the SRU.
Let's go!
We're supposed to just wait around...
You got something to say here, Roy?
We didn't hear any orders.
You had orders to wait.
We didn't hear it.
This didn't have to happen.
Huh? Has he got kids?
Has he got kids, Roy?
He cost his partner his life.
Reckless endangerment.
You reported Roy? Yeah, I did.
What was I supposed to do? Lie? Look the other way?
We had a sit-down-- I told him,
"I will be there for you, but you have got to make it right."
And he looked me right in the eye--
and promised me that he would.
If he's not on duty, what's he doing in there?
I don't know, Sam. I guess he's making new friends.
Ed, he's a Lane. And that's the only thing we have in common.
He's a cop. Who's been looking for an easy way out his whole life.
Spike, put a call out to Roy's sarge in the 12 Division.
Maybe he can tell us what's going on. Got it.
In the meantime, Roy's a cop whose cover we cannot blow.
As far as his associate in there
is concerned, he's a stranger to us.
We need a new tac plan.
We should go less lethal. Wordy, you did recon.
Are there any windows into that room? Yeah.
A couple small ones.
I'm on it. All right.
They been watching us. We're gonna have to kick it up a bit.
They got a perimeter by now.
There's no way out.
There's always a way out.
What are you going to do?
Didn't get to where I am by giving up, man.
We are not going to outshoot SRU.
If we plan it right, we do.
I got a hold of Sergeant Gamboli, Roy's C.O.
He's calling you right now.
(cell phone buzzing)
Sergeant Gamboli?
Hey, thanks for calling.
(sighs)
Tell me Roy Lane is working undercover.
Uh-huh.
Frosted windows-- no visual.
I'm going to have to cut through.
Through this door, there's a hallway.
On the right, you got the laundry and the bedroom.
On the left, you got
the staircase going upstairs to the main hall.
Now, you got to cover me, all right?
Right. Between the dining room and the kitchen, I'm all exposed.
On this side, there's a stand of trees.
It's a perfect spot for a sniper to hide.
You take the sniper out first,
then you lay cover fire this way. Got it?
I'll lay cover from here,
then we're in the car, and we're gone.
All right?
Yeah. Good.
Hey. Relax.
Remember what you're carrying there.
It's a spray and pray. It'll mow them down.
Let's suit up.
We've got a problem.
Sam, what do you got?
Shatterproof glass-- can't cut through it.
All right. This guy's prepared.
Get back here. Let's find another way in.
Copy that.
Thanks.
(whispering): Eddie.
Any aggression, containment fire only.
Sergeant Gamboli, 12th Division, confirms it.
Roy isn't active.
And...?
(sighs)
Turns out he went down to the station today
to get something out of his locker.
After he left,
$100,000 was missing from evidence lockup.
Are they sure that he took it?
Yeah, Eddie.
Gamboli said, since he lost his partner,
he's been showing up to the station emotionally volatile,
and he's been self-medicating with alcohol.
He's always been trouble.
Hey, Eddie, we've all known a little trouble.
You ever get your partner killed?
No. Or steal 100 grand
out of evidence to start
a new career in weapons trafficking?
That is what we in the business call jumping to conclusions.
Now, I don't care how he supplements his income.
We just want everyone in this house to come out upright.
Now, do we need a more objective team leader
for this call? No, sir. I am good.
You sure?
I'm good.
Spike...
Spike, we're going to talk.
What's the word?
Subject one's Nick Watson.
He's suspected of controlling
a third of the arms traffic coming into the city.
Big fish. SPIKE (over radio): And slippery.
Nobody's been able to pin him down personally.
But I got something.
Our CI says he's the one that supplied the weapons
that were seized at the Sunrise Motel.
That's the shotgun that got Roy's partner killed.
It came from Nick Watson.
Okay. Let's go.
So this is either business or personal for Roy.
He goes undercover solo just to get payback up close?
PARKER: We'll sort it all out
when everyone's safe.
Roy knows the drill.
We maintain his cover,
he surrenders as a subject, we sort it
all out back at the station. Copy?
Copy.
Sam, any trouble, you gas them out.
Ed?
I'm good. Let's focus.
All right.
One last time.
Cover fire, stairway to the kitchen,
cover first door, cover second door, left to the deck.
Let's go.
PARKER: Nick Watson.
This is Sergeant Parker with the Police
Strategic Response Unit.
We understand you have
some serious firepower
on your side of the door, and so do we.
So, what do you say we don't waste
all this good ammunition on each other,
and talk instead?
Okay. PARKER: Okay.
I'm going to open the door slowly
so we can talk face-to-face, all right?
Okay.
You open it slowly.
I'm going to unlock the door now.
Back off! Back off! All of you! Right now!
Do it now, or I will blow his head off!
Back off, all of you! Right now!
NICK: Hank... ROY: Shut up!
Hank, what the hell are you... Shut up!
What are you doing?
Shut up, or I will take you out right now!
Stand back.
Hank! I am walking out of here,
and he's coming with me. Hank...
PARKER: Hank? It's Hank, right?
You're throwing us a curveball here, buddy.
We don't want to do anything that we hadn't thought through.
You're making a choice you're going to regret.
Maybe you think you don't have the choices,
but we've got all night to talk about those choices.
You know what? There is somewhere I need to be,
and I don't have all night.
You get me? Get out of the way!
We can't let you do that. Yeah, you can.
You have to keep my hostage alive,
so either you shoot me and save this guy's life
or you let me go.
You follow? This is short-term thinking.
Now, what my boss just said to you
is the best advice you're going to get today.
I'm walking.
ED: Okay.
Now, I'm pretty sure this isn't
how you wanted today to play out.
You can make this right, okay?
You can make it right.
Just put the gun down now.
Do you understand me?
You know what? I don't need your attitude,
Officer. You follow?
I know what I'm doing,
and you need to get out of my way now.
No.
Let's stay calm.
Hold fire!
Boss?
You heard right. Hold fire.
Officer Scarlatti.
Sir?
Instruct all units to stand down.
The subject will be exiting the house
with a hostage, and we are not to follow.
You copy that, Officer Scarlatti?
We are not to follow.
SPIKE: I'm hearing you, boss.
I'll take care of it.
PARKER: The command is to stand down, Team One.
Stand down.
Now, we don't want anybody hurt, right?
That's important, right, Hank?
Team One, the command was to stand down.
Shoot him. Shut up.
We're coming out!
ROY: You got your keys?
Yep.
Open the door.
Get in.
Put your hands on the dash.
Put them on the dash!
They're letting us go.
You don't talk. You don't move.
(silenced gunshot, metallic clanging)
(tires squealing)
He threatened a teammate, and we just let him walk?
He wasn't going to shoot his brother.
Right, we know that, but Nick didn't.
It's where he goes next-- that's what I'm interested in.
It's a big gamble, boss.
He said, "I got someplace to go."
He said, "I know what I'm doing."
Now, maybe he thinks he can't afford
to be taken into custody right now.
He said, "You follow me."
Right?
So we're going to follow.
Boss, we got to move.
Just let them have some distance, Eddie.
You heard his sarge. He has gone rogue,
and now he's got his partner's killer in his hands.
If he wanted Nick Watson dead, he'd be dead by now.
(beeps)
I got him.
He's heading south towards the Queensway.
Okay, good work, Spike.
JULES: So, Roy's got a choice.
The satisfaction of killing the guy
or the satisfaction of shutting down his operation.
Cutting off a third of the city's arms supply
at the source.
He's got to be leading us there.
I think you're right, Sam.
Guys, Roy's car is stopping.
Where? I just lost the signal
at Queensway and Kipling. Right at the tracks-- the overpass.
It's pretty secluded. Maybe he didn't want to do it in front of us.
You still think I'm jumping to conclusions.
Let's go.
(door closes)
Get out of the car.
You better think real hard about what you're doing right now.
We're switching cars. They'll be looking for yours.
I thought we had a plan. Plan changed.
There's only two of us. We were outgunned.
I don't like surprises.
Which is why it worked. You were really scared.
That's why the cops bought it.
Oh, so you're thinking on your feet.
You coming or what?
We got a head start, but not for long.
(engine starts)
(tires screeching)
(sirens wailing)
(sighs)
Do you mind giving me that thing?
It's too bad about your house.
I got spares.
Your guys have been picked up by the cops now.
Is that going to cause a problem? We're on a need-to-know basis.
Those guys know nothing. No worries.
So we still good to go?
Are we?
Easy.
Easy, it's your call, brother.
My call?
It is now, isn't it?
It certainly is.
You're at the front of the line, baby. You're first.
(cackling) You wanna go?
Where to?
Just keep going. Okay.
You like that?
(Roy laughs)
No sign of them.
You think Roy could have had his own car here?
Could be...
Why would he park here?
Would you bring your own car to a gun buy?
Ed, do you know what make and model your brother drives?
No idea.
I'll look up his records.
(door closes)
Hey, guys, I got another read on the GPS tracker.
It's heading south towards the shipyards.
WORDY: He switched the tracker onto his own car
so we could follow.
Then why'd he bother changing vehicles?
Make a point, earn the trust of his partner.
That's not too shabby for a Lane.
(doors opening)
(engine starting)
This is my office.
You didn't strike me as a cubicle kind of guy.
No?
NICK: After you.
(sirens wailing)
SPIKE: Ed, Roy's car is three kilometers ahead of you,
straight down the street, outside the shipyards.
Copy.
Right behind you.
All right, I got your bank account numbers.
All you got to do now is transfer the remaining balance
to this account number right here...
and we're done.
We're done? Yeah, we're done. Make the call.
All the goods are here.
You can send your people over for a pickup
as soon as we're settled.
Nick, no offense, but, uh,
don't you think we're fast-forwarding
here, just a little bit, you know,
considering the level of our acquaintance?
Usually I get a good look
before making a commitment of this size.
It's just business.
Yeah, I understand.
(calling out): Matt!
Dan! Come here.
Matt, give Brendan a call.
Get him to check out Hank's bank account.
Get him to call me if there's any complications.
Stick that in the vault. Yeah.
Dan... check him out.
What?
(chuckling)
Easy.
It's funny.
Didn't see you grabbing that one at the house.
It's paid for.
Is there a problem?
Well...
Just business.
Okay, Greg, Roy led us here. Let's see what we can find out.
Left the keys in the car.
You want to grab them? Yeah.
PARKER: Checking the trunk.
PARKER: Your brother's been busy, Eddie.
What do you mean?
He's been trailing them.
PARKER: Looks like he's been working the case
against Nick and his associates for about a month.
Since he was suspended.
He's off the job, his partner's been killed...
And somewhere out there is the guy
who put all these guns on the street.
And he's trying to take him down personally.
Prove to everyone that he was a good cop after what happened.
Let's get in there.
Wordy.
WORDY (sighing): Spike...
what are we looking at? Motion sensor. Little guy.
Look for a red wire attached to a photo cell.
I don't see it.
Remove the cap from the side.
That'd be helpful.
I got it.
Cut it.
(snips wire) Done.
WORDY: Sam?
(cutter snapping chain)
(soft grunt)
Let's get in there, guys. You know the drill.
PARKER: Spike, what do we got on the warehouse?
Owned by the same numbered company
that owned the house.
67034 Holdings, AKA Dagmar Trade Services.
Good work, Spike.
Service with a smile.
This is the center of ops for the gun runners.
Roy was in a hurry to get us here tonight.
Maybe he's sitting on a shipment. Well, if he is,
he doesn't have enough cash to back up what's in the bag.
Or he's counting on us to get him out fast.
Before his friends figure out who he is.
Sam, Jules.
Spike, what about that floor plan?
Sorry, Ed, the zone's uncharted. We're gonna have to eyeball it.
SPIKE: It's basically a square structure,
70 meters by 60.
Single story, front access, white wall.
Loading dock, side door, red wall.
On my go.
Let's hit it.
(indistinct man's voice in distance)
(welding torch buzzing)
(explosions)
Police! Police! SRU!
Hands on your head! Hands in the air!
Let's go, right now! Hands on your head!
Against the wall! Up against the wall!
Against the wall now! Get your hands down!
Put your hands down!
Jules, gun.
Spike, three subjects acquired.
No Hank, no Nick.
We're looking for Nick Watson
and his associate Hank.
Where are they?
Nobody's talking?
You want me to break the rules?
You want me to? 'Cause I will.
I will.
Eddie, shipping manifest,
listing containers belonging to Dagmar.
We find the containers... We find Nick and Hank.
Spike, I need you to contact
the port authority to locate some containers.
(blipping) I'm sending you an image now.
Let's get these guys and throw them in a container.
ED: Let's go! Let's go!
All right, we got another 40 units right here.
Near-mint condition.
Again, these are all untraceable.
Well, the serial numbers, they all filed down?
Yeah. We use acid.
(beeping)
I've got a cluster of containers
in the shipyard's northeast sector.
I'm uploading a map to you now.
These I've sold before, but not these.
These are good. The teenagers like those.
You move them fast.
I like it. Good.
So it's a deal? Yeah.
Just waiting on those numbers. Let's pack it up.
(gun firing)
(groans, gun firing)
Door!
(groaning, gun firing)
Don't move. Don't move a muscle.
One subject down. Northeast perimeter is clear.
PARKER: Copy that. Team, take your positions
around the container.
ED: This is the police!
Open up the container.
Throw your weapons out. Do it now!
Got the déjà vu, Hank?
Got any theories?
Yeah. Yeah, one of your guys talked.
My guys don't know this place.
Come out with your hands where we can see them.
Do it now!
Eddie, we got an opening?
Tear gas. Flush them out.
Take them down. ED: It's too risky.
If there's ammo in there, the whole thing will blow.
Nick, we got enough firepower here.
We're just gonna have to fight our way out.
The ammo travels separately, you idiot.
You ought to know that.
That's an anti- hijacking precaution.
All we got is what we're holding right here.
PARKER: Hank!
Nick!
Sergeant Parker again.
We seem to be spending an awful lot of time
on opposite sides of the door, so what do you say,
we come up with a better strategy?
You with me?
Let's do it.
Get the light.
(door creaking)
Door.
All right, let's talk.
Nick, you and your buddy Hank there had us worried
for a minute, with that false-hostage maneuver...
That was well-played-- the both of you-- well-played.
Thanks.
PARKER: Now, we both know the damage we can do,
so let's not go there, okay?
(whispers): She's exposed, right here. Right here.
Let me see. What do you you say we keep this simple,
look for a way to have everyone walk out of here?
NICK: Can you get her? PARKER: How's that sound?
MATT: There's a pole.
I can ricochet it as a forehead shot.
You see it, take it.
PARKER: Nick! Come on.
I don't see any point in underestimating each other here. Out of range... come on.
You're a smart individual.
Running an operation like this, undetected for so long...
So I know you're smart enough to talk about
realistic options right now.
All right, there's a couple ways this can go.
Hank? Just trying to think of a realistic option.
And what do you think? I think there's no way we're walking out of this one.
Ah, yeah, we are. We do it my way this time.
PARKER: Come on, Nick.
We take her out, use the distraction,
blast our way out of here. PARKER: Can you hear me?
I just need to know that... She's back.
(groans, gunshot)
Cop!
Yep.
You got me when I was greedy.
I should have listened to my gut.
Sergeant Parker!
It's Roy Lane. The game's changed.
Sergeant Parker!
He's blown his cover.
Cover him.
(beeping)
One of them's down.
Sergeant Parker, you hear me?!
Yeah, yeah, we're trying to...
trying to understand the situation in there.
The subject on the ground...
Out cold, but he's fine.
Okay. Okay, that's good to know.
So, what do you say we open things up a bit,
let some light in there?
It's always helpful to see faces.
Hold fire, hold fire.
Fan out.
Sam, get in position.
Come on.
PARKER: Let's break this down, gentlemen.
Neither one of you wins right now by firing your weapon.
Roy, you played all your cards right here tonight.
Now, you had a chance to kill this guy, and you let him live.
You have made the smart choice. Now, let's figure this out, now!
I let him live so that he'd bring us here.
Right now I'm not seeing the point so much.
You're done.
Roy? Okay, come on, buddy.
Roy? Roy, listen to me.
Gonna shoot me? Huh, Nick?
Gonna shoot me? Go ahead? Roy!
Won't make a damn bit of difference if you shoot me. Roy!
But Jerome Brant--
my partner, my best friend--
now there's a guy who should still be on his feet.
There's a guy who should still be breathing.
There's a guy who'd be tucking his kids into bed right now!
Roy!
He killed my partner!
He didn't know your partner.
He put that shotgun out on the street...
If I didn't do it, somebody else would have.
You think he has any idea, Ed? Roy, I need you to listen to me here.
You think he sees... Okay, just for one second.
...what the kids do to each other with those guns?
I did not create the demand.
You think this... this piece of garbage...
Roy? ...knows what that looks like?
Don't preach to me. Don't preach to me.
Want to know what it feels like?
Yeah, show me. Show me.
Come on, shoot me. Roy?
You're better than this.
I know you are.
Do it, go ahead.
Preach to me.
(chuckling)
I know you are.
(sighs)
You, too, Nick. Let's end this.
It's over. (sniffles) It's over.
(sighs)
(gunfire)
Roy!
(groans)
Roy!
What the hell were you doing?
We need a medic.
Roy! (groans)
He's got a vest. He's got a vest.
(grunting) Okay, come on. You're all right.
Let's go. (groans)
He's dead, boss.
Come on.
(indistinct conversations)
You okay?
Yeah. Guy was gonna shoot a cop.
Let's go.
Thanks, guys. All right.
Thanks, man.
Great job. Thanks, man...
Boy, you are in for a ride here.
This-This rogue business,
the stealing money... I know.
I didn't think you had it in you.
I know.
You kept the peace, Roy.
Yeah? Yeah.
I am gonna put in a word,
and we are gonna get you back on the job.
¶ Don't look away, don't close your eyes ¶
¶ I'm falling with your gravity ¶
I am so proud of you.
Love you, man.
¶ Am I brave enough to cross that line ¶
¶ And come undone through your space and mine? ¶
¶ With these two worlds alone... ¶
A third of the city's gun supply, stopped at the source.
That's a start.
He took 'em on single-handed.
He had a lot to prove, Eddie.
Yeah.
You guys make good?
Yeah.
Good.
Oh, and what about the other thing?
What do you mean?
I mean about Sophie staying with her mom.
I'm okay.
I mean, it's okay. She...
She's gonna get some rest. It's just for a while, so...
Last time I came home to an empty house, it stayed that way.
That's not what this is about.
I'm just saying-- go careful.
¶ With gravity ¶
¶ To find a way ¶
¶ To hold and stay ¶
¶ With gravity... ¶
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