"On my honor, I will never betray my badge,
my integrity, my character or the public trust."
Oath of Honor?
I memorized it as a kid.
I used to make my dad say it to me every morning
before he went to work.
Thought it might keep him safe.
He used to say to me,
"I'll do my best, kiddo, but l'm onIy human."
(voice breaking) Every time.
God, it used to make me so angry.
Andy, it's gonna be okay.
What am I gonna do?
(sniffles)
Please.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
No way, dude. I live with you.
I've heard you sing in the shower. Don't bring me down.
You're not gonna sing with me?
- No. No. - Are you gonna sing with me?
No. I, too, have heard you in the shower.
Gail will sing with you.
No, I don't--I don't-- l don't sing.
- Andy. - What?
- No, no, no, no. - (cheering and applause)
I will never be drunk enough to get up there.
Next up, Officer Nash!
(cheering)
Nash! Whoo!
- Find me something easy. - ("Let's Get It On" playing)
- (ceII phone rings) - ♪ I've been really trying ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Trying to hold back this feeling ♪
- Yeah. I can't hear you. - ♪ For so long ♪
♪ And if you feel ♪
♪ Like I feel, baby ♪
- I'm leaving now. - ♪ Come on ♪
(Traci) ♪ Come on ♪
- Whoo! - Hoo!
♪ Let's get it on ♪
- ♪ Hey ♪ - ♪ Baby ♪
(Sam) Almost makes me wish I was there.
Yeah? What would you sing?
(faucet squeaks)
(sighs)
"Stuck in the Middle with You."
That's nice.
No, no, "Love," uh-- "Love the One You're With."
Yeah? How 'bout "All By Myself"?
Mm, no, you're not.
(Andy giggles) You will be.
(chuckles)
You shut up.
Thanks. I'm kidding. l wouIdn't sing.
I know you wouldn't. You're too cool.
Hey, I do a lot of things, all right? I cook. I clean.
l'm good with tooIs. I'm an excellent driver.
You ever wish we were normal?
What do you mean? We are normaI.
You know what I mean.
(cIears throat) Andy, if I could ask you to stay,
I would.
Then ask me to stay.
Just one night. You know, I'll go home in the morning.
Besides, it's freezing outside.
Well, it's cold.
Hey, it'd be practically inhuman to make me go back out there.
(Sam sighs)
Okay.
So, you know, I stayed over.
Then yesterday, when I'm just about to leave,
Jamie Brennan shows up.
When did Sam disappear?
Sometime last night.
I don't know what happened.
McNally, they're ready for you.
(Andy) Okay.
What if we don't find him? What if it's aII my fauIt?
(police radio chatter)
♪ I like big butts, and I cannot lie ♪
- Would you stop? - ♪ You other-- ♪
Dude, it's your fault for singing it.
I've had it stuck in my head for, Iike, two days.
So? "Baby's Got Back." I don't regret it.
"Endless Love" duet with you, that l regret.
Hey, five minutes, parade room.
- (Dov) What's going on? - Swarek disappeared last night.
He was working undercover. He went off the grid.
- He hasn't called in since. - So? Swarek's a badass.
He's probably wired up somewhere,
playing poker with the bad guys.
That's bad.
Where's Andy?
She's in with Boyd right now.
Okay, one week ago,
you bump into Swarek on your undercover exercise.
You meet at a bar.
You go back to his cover apartment together.
Yes. I was only there a few hours.
- What about the other night? - I told you. He called me.
I went over for the second time, and l spent the night.
(Andy) I was so careful...
Why can't they do this in Frank's office?
She's not a suspect. She's a cop.
No, she's a witness.
Cop part doesn't matter right now.
(Andy) ...two blocks away from his apartment,
and then I even walked around the block...
This goes so far beyond rookie, l don't even know--
Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank.
I want to talk about yesterday.
I want you to walk me through it again.
Jamie Brennan showed up, and he wanted to talk to Sam.
Then what?
He offered me a ride downtown.
He drove me to the marina.
We taIked, and then he dropped me off.
What did you talk about? Tell me again.
(sighs) We talked about football,
and we talked about his--
his wife and his daughter Gracie.
He said that they'd been in a car accident, but, you know,
he wasn't even sure that they were in an accident.
Look, I'm--What are we doing?
- This is--This is pointless. - Why?
Because... he made you.
There is a thousand ways he could've done--
I mean, I don't want to sit here anymore thinking about which way
he could've done--Look, the fact is he did it! You got made.
This guy is a pro.
That is why I picked Swarek,
because l thought he had a fighting chance.
The thing is, McNally... (clicks teeth)
you didn't.
(door release buzzes, beeps)
(door closes)
Jamie Brennan--48 years old,
but we didn't get him for any of the good stuff.
What's the good stuff?
Stuff with power tools, peopIe he tortured,
people he killed.
What was Swarek doing?
(Sam) So what's happening, man?
(Jamie) Where's, uh, Candice?
(Sam) Uh, she's not back yet.
I'm thinking about that, uh, boat of yours.
have got people at Brennan's home and his warehouse.
Nothing's come up yet.
So in the meantime, we get to work on Brennan.
I don't think I need to tell anybody how urgent this is.
- Let's go. - (Luke) Jerry, who's Candice?
The breach.
Jerry.
We are canvassing Brennan's immediate neighbors.
Nothing fancy. Anybody seen him, no big deaI, okay?
You will handle this low-key, understood?
- (Noelle) Peck, I want you... - Excuse me.
- Oh, man. - Oh, come on, Oliver.
AII right, Iook, I forgot. Whatever.
Uh, Epstein, Diaz, handle it.
Parade room, locker room, hand sanitizer, haIIway.
(Andy) Okay, fill me in. What's the pIan?
We're canvassing, talking to Brennan's neighbors.
- What? - Is she okay?
I'm fine.
Who are you?
(Dov) New recruit.
Great. Welcome to 15.
What else did Jerry say?
(Traci) Well, we got a unit...
You hear any gossip today, forget it.
Why? What would I hear?
Her T.O. was undercover.
Turns out they were secretIy, you know.
Chris.
Wow, that's a blatant vioIation of protocoI.
Shut up. Come.
Old pictures of cops, interrogation room,
bulletin board.
(distant train whistle)
(Sam groans)
(grunting)
(Jamie) Good.
Was starting to worry.
Hold still.
Maggie never liked these much.
White sheets,
that's all she'd ever buy.
Said it made her life feel clean.
It's amazing what you do for someone you Iove.
Get rid of your sheets...
car...
your past.
I still would.
- What happened? - He hung up.
Who hangs up on the police?
A lot of people, actually.
But it's so rude. It's disrespectful.
Serve, protect and, uh, get used to it.
Hi, Mr. Lanyon.
Hi. This is Officer Diaz from 15 Division,
and if you hang up on me again, I can promise you
I'll take a great deal of pleasure
in coming down to your house and questioning you in person.
- That's what I thought. - Yeah.
Then we ended up in the marina.
Why would he take you there?
I thought he was gonna kill me,
but then he got all quiet,
and he started talking about his wife, his daughter,
and how they were in a car accident and died.
Yeah, but he was talking about how his--his past came back,
and, you know, that he wasn't aIways a nice guy, which--
Yeah, but for someone who tortures people with pliers,
he's been very nice these last four years.
He doesn't even have a parking ticket.
So what changed? Why take somebody hostage now?
I don't know.
- When did his wife die? - Two months ago.
All right, so let's take a look at the accident.
Maybe there's something there.
It's an accident report. Two fatalities--
a mother and her four-year-old daughter.
Brennan's wife and daughter.
Doesn't make me like him any better.
That--That's not what we're asking.
Okay, then what are you asking? PIease enIighten me.
What does his wife dying in an accident have to do
with the fact that we're missing one of our officers?
There are whole sections in here that aren't fiIIed out.
There's no statements, no witnesses,
no reconstruction report.
Okay, it's a crappy job with sloppy paperwork. lt happens.
It's not sloppy. It's incomplete.
There's nothing here.
Then you know what?
Talk to the officer who filed it.
Look, "G. Armstrong." Probably still works in 34.
Or don't.
Obviously I want to find him, Luke.
(Luke) I'll bet.
Noelle, what are you doing here?
I'm coordinating with 27. We put out a BOLO on Brennan's car.
No sign of him yet, but we've got every squad in the city
- keeping an eye out. - Yeah, yeah, yeah,
but what-- what are you doing here?
I'm here to help.
Yeah, but I thought today
was the day that you were gonna start your, um...
take some personal time.
Four whole squad cars? Busy, busy, busy.
Don't be such a snot.
- Why not? It works for me. - Yeah.
(Andy) G. Armstrong?
Thank you.
- Officer Armstrong? - Yeah.
- Hi. Andy McNally. - Giselle.
- Hi. Gail Peck. - Nice to meet you.
Um, I expected you to be in uniform.
I just made detective.
- Oh. - Oh, congratulations.
Yeah. l couIdn't wait to get the hell out of those pants.
It's a tough look to pull off.
Though you two seem to make it work.
What can I do for you?
Okay.
(Andy) Is that you?
Yeah.
Is there anything you could tell us?
I can tell you this case is closed.
The woman who was killed,
we're trying to track down her husband.
So you pulled up her accident report.
That seems a little weird.
No, actually, what's weird is, um...
this... this... and, oh, that.
- Is she always this abrasive? - You know what? I am, actually.
We just have a few questions about the report.
l'd Iove to know what it takes to make detective around here,
because damn, I think I should transfer,
'cause this is some seriously sloppy paperwork.
(sighs)
You guys feel like a coffee? Latte? Cappuccino?
We just got this new machine. It's really cute.
It uses these little pods.
(chuckles)
Where the hell is Candice?
Dropped her off downtown.
What are you doing?
Just looking for some answers.
Answers for what?
Questions that I have.
And what makes you think I got answers?
"God's Good Grace."
My boat?
Jamie, I'm sorry for doing business
out of your warehouse without your permission.
(laughs) That's funny.
That's good. Look, I've been out of the life for a while,
but, you know, back in the day,
there was this, uh, guy Wayne somethin' from out east,
used to run heroin up the coast.
He got pinched last year with a full load,
so now he's doing 15 in Dorchester.
Everything he had is now property of the police,
including his boat,
"God's Good Grace."
And I guess it still is.
Right?
Officer?
So what am I doing here?
I want to know what happened to my family.
I want to know what happened to my family...
(papers rustle)
and why that accident report was faked.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, you don't.
Uhh!
(gasping)
Someone killed my family,
and the police covered it up.
Jamie--
You're gonna tell me who.
Jamie, listen to me. I have no idea what you're taIking about.
Yeah, okay. Good.
(sputters)
Funny thing is...
you think you can hold your breath,
but a little gets down the throat, nose,
the brain's hardwired to think that it's drowning.
Lungs contract. Heart contracts.
(sputtering and gasping)
(wheezing and coughing)
And, well, that happens.
(coughs)
Is this how things work in 15?
You storm in all righteous and entitled,
demanding things from your superiors?
We just want to know what happened.
Down here, you're in uniform, Detective gives you an order, you take it.
You do it.
Greater good, there's gotta be a reason.
Yeah, reason being so you can make detective.
I did everything right.
Yeah, accident looked weird to me.
It didn't add up.
I found two eyewitnesses who saw some guy
nosing around the car in the driveway before it crashed.
Even got the guy's license plate number.
The reconstruction guys came in, our best mechanic.
It was all in the report.
(police radio chatter)
(Iowered voice) Then some detective showed up,
handed it back to me. lt was scrubbed.
No notes. Different mechanic.
Told me to sign off.
What, that doesn't bother you?
Where are you going?
I'm tired of listening to your sermon.
What, so you're just gonna walk away?
No. I'm gonna give you a copy of my notes.
l kept 'em. l knew this was gonna come back to me.
I have everything-- the name of the witnesses,
Iicense pIate number, the guy they saw by the car...
name of the mechanic who ended up signing off.
Yeah, what about the name of the detective,
the one that made it go away?
Look, there is a huge difference
between knowing your place and covering up a homicide.
He's not from this division.
He works out of Guns and Gangs.
(sighs)
Guy's name is Boyd,
Detective Donovan Boyd.
All right, what do we do?
I don't know. I'm thinking.
You know, we gotta call Frank or Jerry.
No! No, they're working with him right now.
We might as well call Boyd himself.
Just--What do we know?
Okay, we know two witnesses saw a guy near the car
- right before it crashed. - Okay.
She said she got a plate.
Okay. Find that. We'll run it.
Maybe we can find out who messed with the car.
God, this woman has terrible handwriting.
I don't know what it is with lesbians,
but they all have terrible handwriting,
and they're always hitting on me.
What are you talking about?
Doesn't bother me.
She's only human, Andy,
and she was kinda cute--
This has nothing to do with anything!
What is the license plate number?
I'm looking for it.
Okay, well, this is the mechanic who signed off on the report.
Paul Kaminski. Says he's right downtown.
Okay, let's get the boys to check it out.
What are we gonna tell them?
We're gonna tell 'em the truth.
Nothing in the warehouse, and nobody cares?
l mean, what? The boss doesn't show, nobody notices?
It's--
Yeah, well, figure it out,
'cause we got a cop. He's out there, and he's been made.
Clock is ticking.
What is that? What are you looking at?
Swarek's undercover file.
This is confidential.
Detective Barber gave it to me.
You checked the boat, right? "God's Good Grace"?
It was part of Swarek's cover story.
(folder clunks)
Who's this guy?
New guy. Orientation.
Hey. What are you doing?
Watching and learning, sir.
Yeah? Where'd they go? The...
Deckstein, Pez, whatever.
- l don't know, sir. - I asked you a question.
Honestly, sir, they, uh, wouldn't tell me.
But I could take your lunch order.
Look, we just want to touch base, you know?
There have been some questions.
We just want to make sure we have the right answers.
Boyd wants us up to speed.
So ask him.
We're the ones that have to taIk to the famiIy.
They're coming in, threatening to sue.
I mean, accident report's a bit of a fairy tale,
so what the hell are we supposed to tell 'em?
Tell 'em the truth.
It's all right there.
Oh, eIectricaI system faiIed. Brakes, steering, everything.
Gas line was damaged. Car hit a tree, and it went up.
Did anybody tamper with the car?
You know, that's what they're asking.
Car's gone.
All right?
You stand by that report, I will, too.
Boyd's done right by me.
Just tell him not to worry so much.
Yeah, no, I recognize the place.
It's a clubhouse.
Which gang?
JMC. I mean, it's a small chapter.
You know what? I'm calling Frank.
No, no, no, no. You know who we need to call? Luke.
(Luke) Okay, give me the highlights.
(Dov) Accident report's bogus.
The mechanic basically admitted the car had been tampered with.
Yeah, we went to the see the officer who filed the report up at 34 Division,
just like you said.
- Okay. - Well, she filed it,
and they scrubbed it clean.
They gave it back to her to sign.
- Why? - She didn't know,
said we should talk to the detective who gave the orders.
Okay, then. Who gave the orders?
Donovan Boyd.
Who else have you told?
No one. Just you.
We ran the pIates from the original report.
We found the guy. He's a biker. His name is Shawn Elmore.
- (Pete) Burgers and pho. - Not now!
Okay, Elmore's JMC, a new patch, so--
Sorry, sir, it's just that I know you're working really hard on this case,
and I'd hate for the food to get cold before you had a chance to...
Chopsticks are...in the bag.
So Boyd has been making some serious headway into the bikers.
The guys in Gangs call him Kreskin.
Who's Kreskin?
He knows where. He knows when. He knows who.
Before it's even happening, he knows what's happened.
- So he's got an informant. - Yeah, but he says no.
He hasn't carded the guy.
There's no statement, so if he does, the guy's a ghost.
(mouth full) Shawn Elmore.
Okay, so why would a biker want to kill Brennan's wife and child?
This dead guy here is Matthew Elmore,
Shawn's brother, okay?
He had a beef with Brennan probably over some turf.
So why hit him back now?
Because retaliation's harder than you think,
especially when you're dealing with a pro like Brennan.
You don't want to get caught.
All right, what do we do?
I don't know.
You just stood up.
l thought that meant you knew what to do.
Let's talk to him. Let's bring him in.
(gasping and coughing)
Look, nothing personal.
I know you're just doing your job, but... come on.
Whatever you're making in overtime,
it's not worth it.
- Somebody rigged my car. - (Sam gasping)
Just give me a name.
I know it's hard to accept when accidents like that happen.
Hey, wasn't an accident. I know the difference.
It didn't just happen.
Even if that's true, why would I know?
'Cause you're working me!
You're working undercover.
You have access to everything about me.
That report is the only thing I ever saw.
If it was anything else, I don't know about it.
So you're trying to tell me you're deep undercover,
and your handler gave you the same $12 report as I saw?
Same guy who gave me a boat seized in a high-profile drug raid.
BeIieve me, he's not my favorite person right now.
Or maybe you're just a good cop,
'cause you know I'm gonna kill whoever you give up,
so you're just gonna hold on to that name as long as you can.
I don't know who killed your family.
Refill?
Jamie!
- Let's go. - Okay, guys.
- Later. - See you later.
Shawn Elmore?
What could I do for ya?
Really?
Funny, considering you murdered his wife and daughter.
You know, some new information's come up,
and it seems the deal you made with Donovan Boyd
is about to expire.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Okay, I guess, uh, we can just talk to your boys back there,
see if they know how you got away with it for so long,
oh, and how the Guns and Gangs Unit seems to know so damn much
about what you've been doing the Iast IittIe whiIe.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
You pull Swarek into your mess,
you give him an incomplete case file,
and then you don't tell him the truth.
Brennan's famiIy didn't die in an accident.
They were murdered.
You're covering for an informant-- Shawn Elmore, a biker.
He tampers with Brennan's car, and you cover it up for him.
Now you own him,
which is working out great for you now, isn't it?
You come up with this theory?
'Cause I think it's amazing.
Yeah, well, it works for me.
God, you are noble.
I mean, your girlfriend screws up,
jumps into the sack with another officer.
She's not my girlfriend.
Oops, sorry. Fiancée.
She's a rookie, and right now she's taking the fall for you.
WeII, l think under these circumstances,
you're talking out of your ass.
I hope you're worth it.
- Why isn't the Wi-Fi working? - It's been iffy all day.
It's fine. I'm tethering to my phone.
I could have done that.
- What's going on? - (Traci) We got the why.
Trying to figure out the where, where would Brennan take Sam?
Okay, so l'm Brennan. I'm thinking maybe you have
some information about my wife, so I take you where?
To, uh--To a motel
or, uh, to my boathouse or to my cabin.
According to this, Brennan doesn't own any properties besides his home.
AII right, fine. So I take you to my--
my mom's cabin or my girlfriend's cabin.
You have a girlfriend?
No, I don't have a girlfriend. What...
Wait. Wh-What was his wife's name?
Maggie. Maggie Brennan, I guess.
Uh, what's her maiden name?
I don't know.
Wilder. Margaret Wilder.
Margaret. Maggie...
Maggie Wilder.
There's one property listed under that name.
It's in Pickering.
27 acres on Century Road.
I can't tell from this if there's a house on it.
I can. There is.
We've got a lead.
27 acres just north of the city.
Property was Iisted under the wife's maiden name.
Go.
Thank you.
If they go alone, they're gonna screw it up.
Mm. If you go alone, you'II screw it up.
(coughing, gagging)
You stand for something.
You stand for somethin'. l respect that.
If you tell me who did it,
he's gonna be the next person in that chair.
(coughs)
And you're a cop.
It's your job to protect people.
I had a job, too.
lt was to take care of my wife and child.
This one's my favorite.
l took this right after Gracie said her first word.
Maggie couldn't believe it.
Just kept getting her to say it over and over again.
"Elda."
(laughs)
"Elda, Elda, Elda."
There she was--
tiny, perfect little girl...
saying a word.
And I felt like no matter who I was before that moment...
I was her father.
I was good at it.
They're both innocent.
Now they're dead.
Whoever did this doesn't deserve your protection.
Jamie, I don't know who it was.
No matter what you do to me,
that's not gonna change.
(yells)
Hope that's not your gun hand.
(groaning and gasping)
Huh?
Second word...
"Ottle."
(groaning)
"Bottle."
Wasn't great at consonants.
(screaming)
Third word...
O-Okay.
(grunting)
Okay. Okay.
You think someone murdered your family.
You think the police covered it up. Maybe.
You're gonna kill me anyway,
so before that happens, let's get really clear
about who the bad guy is here. You hurt a Iot of peopIe.
If somebody messed with your life,
you got no one to blame but yourself.
I'm not gonna kill you any faster if you piss me off.
Nora Wilson, she's the one I was hoping to get you for.
Security guard, single mother, three IittIe kids--
You shot her in the head.
Your wife and daughter didn't deserve what happened to 'em,
but it was only a matter of time,
because you didn't deserve them.
You think you've changed. You haven't changed.
Look at you.
Uhh!
(groans)
(coughs)
(sirens wailing)
I didn't want to have to do this.
(laughs)
- (bone crunch) - (grunting)
(metal clanks)
(Oliver) I didn't see a car.
Yeah. Maybe they're in there.
Noelle, are you ready to search the house?
We'll start there. Then we'll hit the barn.
(Noelle on radio) We're ready.
Durham guys are on their way.
You want to wait?
- HeII, no. - Good. Epstein, Diaz,
we're gonna take the front door.
Nash, you're with Noelle. You sIide around back.
Wait for my count.
- You're not coming. - OIiver.
McNally, you're not coming.
- (unholsters gun) - Whoa, cadet, you stay here.
You holster that weapon.
Don't slam it.
What happens now?
We wait.
(Sam) Aah!
(punch lands, Sam cries out)
both doors, front and back.
If it's dark inside, then you gotta use your flashlight.
Flashlight, gun out-- it's tricky.
Make sure you stay controlled.
It's really hard to do.
Your adrenaline is going.
What you want to do is run in there and fix everything.
Can't do it like that.
Go.
Move up the stairs...
which is a lot harder than you think.
You better stay together.
You're exposed.
You don't know what you're gonna find.
You don't even know what you're gonna do when you get there.
(door bangs)
See, that's the thing.
It's different every time...
so you better trust your instincts.
You try to stay alive,
try to keep others alive.
(both grunting)
What happens if you're too late?
At least you know you did everything right.
Let him go, Brennan!
Let him go! You stay down.
(exhales)
(Newton Faulkner) ♪ Love, love is a verb ♪
♪ Love is a doing word ♪
♪ Fearless on my breath ♪
♪ Gentle impulsion ♪
♪ Shakes me, makes me lighter ♪
♪ Fearless on my breath ♪
♪ Teardrop on the fire ♪ (helicopter hovering)
♪ Fearless on my breath ♪
♪ Teardrop on the fire ♪
♪ Fearless on my breath ♪
(vocalizing)
♪ You're stumbling in the dark ♪
(vocalizing)
(siren whoops)
(Dov) So who do you think's buying tonight?
Swarek, man. We saved his ass.
Sure.
She'II be fine, okay? She'll meet us there. Come on.
Now that, that can't be good.
Probably not.
(Boyd) Sammy?
(footsteps approach)
Sam?
(grunts) Yep?
Ah. Glad you're back, man.
I'm glad you're safe.
We got Brennan. He's in interview right now.
Oh, yeah? So why aren't you in there?
He's your big fish. I would have thought you'd be all over it.
Well, you know, thought I'd let Jerry handle it. He's earned it.
Oh. (door clanks shut)
Don't even, okay? Because, look, you and that rookie--
Her name is Officer McNally, and two years on the job,
she's already ten times the cop you'll ever be.
You're done.
Sammy, come--
I'd be happy to talk...
if, uh, you tell me what you're gonna do about it first.
(Jerry) Do about what?
Two months ago,
a mother and child were killed,
We have someone in custody.
Who?
I can't tell you that,
but I can tell you that the case is officially reopened.
Okay.
(door closes)
Sam.
Boss.
Glad we found you.
Me, too.
Come on, Frank. It's me.
I know.
That's the problem.
Noelle, are you coming to the Penny?
Yeah. Maybe I might see you there.
(telephones ringing)
Hey, Homicide.
You coming or what?
Yeah, uh, I wasn't planning on it, no.
WeII, l need a ride, so I will meet you out front.
I can meet you there, pick you up when I'm done.
Nah, I don't think so.
I mean, it's not like I can drink, anyway, so...
Why not? What do you mean?
I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant.
Pr-Pregnant? Wh--
You were supposed to start your IVF today.
You didn't start that yet.
Nope.
(sighs)
(whispers) Yeah?
- (laughs) - Yeah?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Mm-hmm. (laughs)
(Jay Malinowski's "We've All Got to Be Going Somewhere" pIaying)
I got soldiers.
(laughs)
♪ The city grows cold as we start to fall ♪
♪ The streets are still lit ♪
♪ The bars at last call ♪
♪ Looking for love ♪
♪ And looking for when ♪
♪ A final letter for me wiII be sent ♪
♪ 'Cause we've all got to be going somewhere ♪
Hey.
What happened?
- Got suspended. You? - ♪ I've got my freedom ♪
♪ I've got my friends ♪
♪ I've got stories... ♪
I got yelled at,
and then I got suspended.
- ♪ Stories that go... ♪ - Sam...
♪ Past cigarette ends ♪
♪ Some lives are born ♪
Want to try being normal together?
♪ Some remain dead ♪
- How are we gonna do that? - ♪ But we've aII got... ♪
- I don't know. - ♪ To be going somewhere ♪
I have no idea.
♪ We've all got to be going somewhere ♪