05x16 - Buried

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Announcer: Previously on Republic of Doyle...

[Punch]

Clarke: Jake Doyle threatened to k*ll me Jake: No!

Hood: Drop the Kn*fe.

Jake is looking to talk to his daughter.

We don't need to do this.

We're doing it.

We're missing twenty thousand dollars.

How is that possible?

Jake: Who's buddy?

Curtis: - Blake Brogan.

The man you want me to betray is far more dangerous than you.

I didn't k*ll Clarke.

Are you sure about that?

We've been through this a thousand times.

I showed up. He popped out. He had all these s*ab wounds all over him.

You were holding the Kn*fe that he was stabbed with.

Stop talking.

Clarke told the whole world at a press conference yesterday that you were gonna k*ll him.

And that he was gonna press charges against Leslie for as*ault.

And he just happens to end up dead? Look.

This will all be over if you just tell the truth.

I am telling you the truth.

Leslie Bennett is not gonna bail you out this time, old friend.

For some reason, nobody knows where she is.

Alright, look.

I'm gonna want a moment, alone with my client, please.

His blood is all over you. You were holding the w*apon. You have a motive.

Walter: I want a moment alone with my client.

Now!

This is m*rder, Jake.

m*rder. Okay?

Your charm and jokes are not gonna get you outta this one.

I've been doing this all night.

Send Jake down to Her Majesty's Pen.

I'm sure him and his lawyer will be very comfortable there.

What the hell?

Brogan: Don't be stupid, gentlemen.

Harley: We need dynamite or something to blow this door.

Brogan: Plan B, then?

Grayson: Hey! This is a police vehicle. We will fire!

[Bang. Bang. Bang.]

Harley: Thant was dumb!

Do it again and you're a dead cop!

This is Officer Grayson.

We are requesting immediate backup on Forest Road.

We have two suspects.

Gas! Gas!

What the hell?

Roll down your windows. Throw out your weapons, please.

Do it. Or you will burn.

Very good. Now, slowly, step out of the van and show me your hands.

Keys please.

Down on your knees, gentlemen.

[Buzz]

[Buzz]

Uncuff yourself.

Jake: Okay.

Okay.

C'mon!

[expl*si*n.]

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Des: They think Jake k*lled Clarke.

That doesn't make any sense.

No. It doesn't. Don't worry, honey.

We'll get to the bottom of it.

We have everything narrowed down to this guy right here-- Blake Brogan.

You know, the reason I couldn't find anything on him...

He spent some time overseas. Hong Kong. UAE. Monaco.

What was he doing there?

I don't know. It just says independent contractor.

Demolitions Specialist.

Please tell me you made a deposit at the bank today.

No. Why?

The safe's empty, Des.

Sloan.

I guess so.

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

Just let's keep this between us for now, okay?

Hood: Listen, I hate Jake as much as anyone.

But I'm telling you--

You don't think he k*lled Clarke or arranged a jailbreak like this.

No. I don't.

For the record, I don't hate Jake Doyle. At all.

What did you see?

I think I saw-- I saw them drag Jake away.

But I gotta say, Boss--

What?

It looked like he was taken against his will.

Okay. Get cleaned up.

Find Jake Doyle.

Get his family in here now.

On it.

Luke: Jake Doyle k*lled the ex-mayor.

What kind of a family are you running with?

He didn't do it. I know him.

Whatever. It's all good. We're gonna be filthy rich.

And you'll never have to see him again.

So we understand the plan.

My plan? Yes, I do. We bring in the money, we set up a camera inside his office.

You plant the camera directly in front of the safe.

We steal the cash. Next stop, Mexico.

Let's go.

Brogan: Hi.

I have to say, Jake. You were not supposed to show up when I k*lled Clarke.

Kinda messed up my plans, pal.

You k*lled him.

Yeah, he was running his mouth.

Reopening all these nasty accusations about kickbacks.

I mean, can you believe he called a press conference?

And then he tried to shake me down for money.

You offered Clarke cash for the contract for the airport terminal.

But obviously, Elsa paid him more.

Smart guy, Jake.

Too bad Clarke wasn't. So he had to go.

You should be thanking me.

Did you drug me?

Just to keep it interesting, Jake.

Alright, what do you want from me?

A lot, Jake.

You are an integral part to this plan.

That's why I busted you out of police custody.

Well, if it's okay with you, I appreciate it, but I'd rather go back to prison.

Because there's less psychopaths there.

Funny. Funny guy, Jake.

If you only knew what our plans really were.

It might make you take all this a little more seriously.

Listen--

Brogan.

Whatever.

You're insane.

And obviously, you're about to implode.

And don't take this personally-- but I'd like to be as far away from you as possible when that happens.

So if you don't mind letting me go, that would be great. Thanks.

Arrgh!

Was that really necessary?

The v*olence only teaches you one thing.

The person you're fighting is yourself.

Alright. Harley.

Nice to see you again.

I see you got yourself a new boss.

You always were attracted to the real winners.

He's not my boss, Jake.

Brogan is the teacher.

And together we're gonna do great things.

The teacher.

Why do I get the feeling you fellas are gonna hand me a pamphlet any minute now?

Brogan: Jake, please.

Don't start to get insulting.

Or I'm gonna have to hurt you again. And I don't wanna do that, pal.

It'll be easier if you joined with us. Our mission's perfect.

Teacher, mission, join with us.

Brogan: The police have a large amount of my expl*sives in their custody. And I need you to get them back for me.

Sounds like fun, huh?

Jake: Please don't take this as insulting.

I think you're a little too unstable to handle that kind of fire power.

You might change your mind about that.

No, I won't.

Then I'll tell you about your girlfriend.

Leslie.

When was the last time you heard form her?

What did you say?

If you don't do everything that I tell you to do-- you'll never hear from Leslie again.

Well now.

All of a sudden.

Where is she? What did you do to her?

I'll tell you. But first, go get the expl*sives.

Then, I'll give you Leslie Bennet. Simple.

Harley: The expl*sives are being moved to a disposal facility.

I'll text you the time and location. Call us when you have them.

And Jake, keep your head down.

The cops are kind of on the lookout for you.

And if you get caught, I'm gonna have to cut my losses.

I'm gonna k*ll you.

Let's hope for Leslie Bennet's sake, you're not that stupid.

Harley will drop you somewhere away from here.

And, uh... hey... good luck. You're gonna need it to save Leslie's life.

Bye now.

Anything?

No.

All I know is that he escaped. And they're looking for him everywhere.

And I can't find Sloan. Any luck?

Not yet. I even sent a squad car out looking for her. She's vanished.

Whoever has Jake might have her too.

Possibly, yeah.

Constable. You realize you being here is the very definition of a conflict of interests.

Honestly, Inspector. I found out about all this long after you did.

We'll talk about that later.

Any of you heard form Jake?

We know that Jake had nothing to do with this.

Apologies, Rose.

But that was not my question.

He hasn't make contact.

I swear.

Mal: None of us has heard from him.

Which, as his father, makes me very uneasy.

It's making the rest of us uneasy too.

If any of you hear from him, please let me know.

Right away.

[Ring]

I'm sorry that's J--
My girlfriend. Just a sec.

Hey baby.

What's up?

Jake: What?

Des. Listen to me. This is very important.

I love you too, baby.

You're so hot when you're in that shower.

I really hope you're talking to me like this because-- you're in front of the cops. And not because you've lost your mind.

That's right, baby. Yeah.

Whatever, Des. Listen.

Grab Dad. I'm gonna text you an address.

Take the surveillance van to pick me up.

Do you understand?

Oh, I love you too.

Alright. Remember what I said.

I'll be in touch.

Obviously, I don't have another girlfriend, besides you.

Which we've made public--

Is Jake okay?

Where is he?

He wants us to meet him.

Tinny. We have to help Jake. If you have any hesitation-- you need to follow through on it.

No one will judge you. Not Jake, me, or any of us.

He's right, honey.

Go. Find him.

Jake: Someone tell me they know where Sloan is.

No one can find her.

If Brogan hurt her.

No. He'd have no reason to. He only needs Leslie.

Let's sort one mess out at a time, okay?

You escaped from police custody. What's going on?

Brogan.

He's got Leslie held c*ptive. And he k*lled Clarke.

He's gonna do the exact same thing to her if we don't break into the Police Disposal Facility and steal a load of expl*sives.

What does he want with the expl*sives?

God only knows.

I'm pretty sure he knows how to use them.

He was a demolition expert overseas. Jake, he is dangerous.

Des. I need you to find out where they're keeping Leslie.

Right.

They?

Harley's working for Brogan now.

It's pretty obvious what we gotta do.

Right.

What?

Steal from the cops.

That must be the shipment.

Barbed wire fence.

Reinforced gate. And four guards.

Armed.

This is not gonna be easy.

It's way more men than I was anticipating.

Look.

Dad, I'm already wanted by the cops.

I got no idea how I'm gonna get out of this mess.

So why don't I just go do this by myself, alright?

One of us, you, will have to climb the gate.

While one of us, me, runs a little interference.

Look. As much as I'd like to go scale a barbed wire fence right now.

I don't think we got enough time.

You have a better plan?

Other than walking over there and asking them for it?

That's a--

That's a pretty good idea. It's nice. It's simple.

You can't be serious.

Get out of the car.

And make a break for it as something opens up.

Opens up?

Ge out of the car.

We've been cleaned out.

[Tires screech.]

Hey guys. My name's Jake Doyle.

I'm wanted for m*rder.

Who wants to be a hero?

The bank tracked the account to this guy.

It's Luke Jacobs.

The idiot didn't even us a dummy name.

Anyway. He stole all our money.

And he left a trail like a caterpillar.

Luckily, the bank recognizes it's fraud.

And I think the money's gonna be insured.

What happened?

Brogan has Leslie held hostage.

Oh my God!

Yeah. So we gotta find her.

So, I tracked down the three current listings that Brogan has access to through his business corporation, right?

So there's a parking garage. There's a restaurant. And--

Rose: The airport expansion.

You think he's holding her there?

No, it's unlikely.

Because now all work is on hold while they sort through the scandal between Elsa and Clarke.

What else?

Well, Brogan has some residential property but I looked into him and found nothing.

Elsa's our link to Brogan.

Maybe we should go talk to her. See if she can give us anything.

I'm having a lot of trouble tracking Elsa right now.

She's not at home. And even if she was, there's no way she's gonna talk to us.

What are you getting at?

I know Tinny's walking a fine line right now.

But we could really use her help on this one.

Call her.

Jake?

Yeah. You got the expl*sives?

No.

And next time, tell me the full plan before you pull something like that.

Look, I gotta lose this car and get another one. So, hurry up.

Hurry up?

Just get in there.

And get the expl*sives, alright?

Good. Now, getting outta here.

[Ring]

Yeah.

You have the dynamite.

I'm impressed.

How do you know that?

I know a lot of things, Jake.

Just bring me the expl*sives.

I will.

I got-- a gazillian angry security guards all over me.

As soon as I get rid of them, the expl*sives are all yours.

Well, you know what's at stake. So I'll be very careful with your next move.

Tell you what. Just text me your address and I'll bring it to you.

That's a nice try. Just get it done. And I'll be in touch with what happens next.

I'm sure Leslie's very curious about what's to come.

Des. Shut up. Listen. I need you to hack into my phone and track the last number that just called me. Got it? Bye.

Yes b'y.

This has gotta be the easiest car that I ever stole.

I could swear I told someone to send you home.

Why?

Tinny.

You're a good cop. Everybody knows that.

But your family's involved in this. Your uncle.

You can't be impartial.

It's impossible.

I realize that. But hear me out?

What?

I know everyone here thinks Jake is guilty and I'm not gonna try to convince you otherwise.

But I'd be remiss if I didn't mention something.

Elsa Tessier admitted to bribing Clarke to get the airport contract.

We already know this, Constable.

I know. But-- she mentioned in her statement to us, that there was someone else involved-- who she was selling the expl*sives to.

But she didn't reveal the name.

I think we need to dig further.

It wouldn't hurt to bring her in.

Talk to her. She's staying at her summer home.

In Salmonier Line.

Okay. Bring her in.

Mal: Let's go.

That's quite the arsenal.

Are we really gonna hand them over to this madman?

I don't know. But Brogan's watching us.

He knows we've got the dynamite. Okay?

I've gotta convince him I'm gonna do whatever he wants long enough to find Leslie.

[Ring]

Des. What do you got?

I tracked the phone. And I'm pretty sure I got a location.

Where?

The phone that Brogan called you from is somewhere near Elsa's house.

Rose: Also, we checked the deed to Elsa's property.

Turns out she sold it to a numbered company three months ago.

Guess who the sole shareholder of the company is?

Brogan bought Elsa's house.

She must have needed the cash.

That's gotta be where he's keeping Leslie.

[Car revs.]

Easy.

We're not carrying groceries back there.

[Tires squeal.]

No Leslie.

Jake: I was here before.

The concrete floor. The hook on the light.

Brogan's chair.

What are you talking about?

He was holding me here. I'm telling you. I mean, I was drugged, but--

I dunno, Dad. I feel like I'm losing my mind here.

Brogan: Jake! Out here!

Jake.

Well done.

You're resourceful. I'll give you that.

Malachy.

They're in the trunk. They've got 'em.

See, I knew you were the right guy for the job, pal.

Where is she?

Leslie? She's close.

She doesn't have much time left, Jake.

Now remember exactly what I say or you'll never see Leslie alive again.

Okay. You want me to blow up hundreds of people.

Harley: Relax, Jake.

Listen to the teacher. He has a vision.

Mal: This is crazy.

You can't expect us to go along with this.

[Buzz]

Arrgh!

Brogan: Gentlemen.

Gentlemen! Please.

Take comfort in the fact that what you are doing will liberate the minds of many.

Yes. I know you worry about Leslie.

[Buzz]

Arrgh!

Stop it!

Until he learns that the teacher is always right, he will pay.

[Buzz]

Arrgh!

Mal: Leave him alone.

Now, now, father. Don't move.

Or I finish him.

You're a dead man. I promise you that.

We're all dead men, Jake.

Do it. Do it! Or let Leslie go.

She has enough air in the t*nk to survive a little while longer.

Don't worry. We'll get her to safety once we complete the mission.

Malachy.

You're free to go.

I don't need you to incentivize your son.

I'm not leaving him.

Afraid so.

If the police or anyone hear about this--

When you find Leslie, she'll be long past her expiry date.

I got this. I got it.

We're always watching, Mr. Doyle. Don't forget that.

Goodbye.

I'll be okay.

Brogan: Now Jake.

Let's go met our destiny.

Des: I got here as soon as I could.

Mal: Des.

They've buried Leslie somewhere. She's in a crate. But I'm sure I saw some dirt trickle down on the feed Brogan showed us.

That could be anywhere. We know that Brogan's been working multiple sites.

The airport alone is massive.

[Ring]

What do you got? Please tell me you got something.

Maybe. But nothing definitive.

What?

I'm going through these blueprints, okay?

Brogan and Elsa have different sets of plans.

Elsa's are really straightforward. Simple.

Everything about the site adds up.

And Brogan's?

They're off somehow.

What do you mean, off?

There's a discrepancy with the measurements.

It could be nothing, but--

It's a lead. Send both copies to Des.

We'll check it out.

Here they come.

I'll keep you posted.

Got sound.

You know it.

Jake: No g*n?

Leslie buried is quite enough.

So what's Brogan. Sorry, the Teacher. What's his big plan?

Let's just say this TNT

will do wonders for the main terminal of the airport.

Also, every minute that you waste is a minute of Leslie's life.

The main airport terminal.

What do we do?

We call the cops, we risk Leslie's life.

Let's check this terminal. I'll have to let Jake handle Harley.

I know he'll have a plan. Come on.

[Screaming.] Somebody help me, please!

[Choked up.]
Somebody help me.

Mal: Des.

Wait.

We need to keep looking--

Wait!

Just wait, wait, wait.

Wait a minute.

Look. Elsa's plans.

Rose was right. In Elsa's plans. The blueprints, right?

This corridor ends at this wall here.

Okay.
Yeah. But in Brogan's plans-- the corridor keeps going for another nine feet.

Mal: Either that's a huge oversight by the architect-- or--

Des. Give me a hand.

You think she's in here?

Leslie?

Leslie!

What can you see?

Nothing. Just an empty corridor.

Make yourself at home. Please.

I told you, those eyes will get you no mercy from me.

Sloan: There.

You should count it.

I wouldn't trust me.

The interest is included, I presume.

Of course. How else do you make a living?

I mean, no offense to this fine detailing business of yours.

None taken.Twenty grand? It better be twenty.

Oh.

Before I forget.

A token of our appreciation.

How did you know?

Come on, Saul. Everyone knows you love Frank.

It's an original.

It was my aunt's.

Signed an everything.

Saul: I'll be damned.

You got guts. I'll give you that.

Well, out of respect to you. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Well, if it's okay. We'll be on our way now.

Sure, kid.

Good luck.

You know this is insane, right?

Just shut it. And try not to draw attention to yourself.

Remember what will be gained.

So Brogan is your big cult leader.

Honestly, Harley. I'm not buying any of that.

No. We're not a cult.

But we needed you to believe that we were.

We needed you here. Now.

So, if you're not a t*rror1st, then why do you want me to blow the fricking airport?

Jake Doyle kills the ex-mayor.

Jake Doyle then kills his lover Leslie Bennett.

Jake Doyle goes crazy and tries to blow up St. John's International Airport.

Oh my God!

He has has a b*mb!

No, I don't!

I do not!

Have fun in prison, baby.

Help!

He's gonna k*ll everyone!

Help!

I gotta take this!

You wanted to see me?

Would you like to request your counsel be present?

Why?

I'm awaiting trial for bribery charges.

And theft from your own company.

expl*sives that you had your husband Curtis steal for you.

Yes. I was desperate.

I needed the cash. You already know this. It was in my statement.

Well, things have changed. The expl*sives that were confiscated from your site were stolen from a private disposal company.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?

No.

Why?

Because you mentioned that you had a buyer for them.

Who's the buyer?

Like I said before. I'm not gonna tell you.

Well, you should think about that.

Your husband and Clarke are both dead. And we're missing an officer.

Plenty of obstruction charges to go around.

You read me?

Jake was just spotted out at the airport. He has the stolen TNT.

Plus-- witnesses are reporting that he's threatening to blow up the airport.

Brogan was never intending to blow up the airport.

He just wanted it to look like I was going to.

Mal: Yeah. And we think we know why.

Yeah. So, the entire airport is shut down now, right?

Mal: Brogan's got a corridor running from the expansion site to the Customs Office.

And it wasn't in the original floor plans, so he was doing this without anybody knowing about it.

Why?

I don't know. But--

I think we should go to the police.

We can't go to the police, Des. They think I'm a m*rder*r.

I escaped police custody. I kidnapped a cop.

And now they think I'm a t*rror1st.

Mal: Brogan's completely discredited you.

No one will ever believe our word over his.

Yeah. You're right. You look bat poop crazy.

I don't care. We gotta get Leslie back.

You go within a hundred feet of that airport, and they'll arrest you on site.

Why would Brogan want the airport shut down?

And why would he build this tunnel?

It's gotta have something to do with smuggling something out of the Customs Office.

This is why Brogan wanted the contract so bad.

And then why he went to work for Elsa when he didn't get it.

Des, check into what could be held in Customs right now that Brogan would want to slip out through that tunnel.

We gotta find Brogan before he gets whatever it is he's looking for.

Or Leslie might not make it out alive.

[Message sound.]

Okay. So I'm left to drive a stolen cab by myself.

Actually, that's pretty awesome.

Thank God.

[Whispering]
Please work.

Jake. I need you, Jake.

[Bang]

[Bang]

[Bang]

Des: Platinum?

Yeah. Plane landed at noon today carrying a shipment of platinum bars from the National Mint.

Passing through from the United States to a private buyer in Monaco.

Valued at over eighty million.

Rose.

Brogan used to work in Monaco.

Maybe he had an inside track on this.

I think we found what Brogan was after.

Okay. The airport's closed. Everyone's looking for a bomber-- Jake.

All the planes have been grounded all day.

The plane was supposed to leave in two hours.

With this delay, Brogan can get at least another ten hours to steal the platinum, escape through the Customs terminal totally unnoticed.

And the cops's eyes are on everything outside the airport.

Not on the planes sitting on the tarmac.

Every five minutes.

And the back side of the airport.

They don't seem to be covering that as well.

That's be cause the only way into the main terminal is through customs back here.

Unless you use Brogan's tunnel.

[Ring]

Honey?

Hey, listen. Des is texting Jake the plane ID along with the cargo we think Brogan is after.

What are we looking at?

Eighty million US.

National Mint platinum.

We'll keep you posted on what happens.

We gotta get inside.

We have to make sure Brogan is in there.

And we need to catch him with it.

Then use it as leverage to get Leslie back. It's the only way.

I can't believe that the two people that I likely care about most in the world--

One of them I can't get a hold of. And the other one's missing.

Hey.

Leslie and Sloan are okay. We can do this.

Head's up.

[Whispering]
That's them.

Let's go.

Someone's on to us.

We gotta get outta here.

No, no, no. It's just the Doyles.

They thought this is where we had the cop stashed.

I've been watching on CC.

Harley. Let's just finish this job.

Plane's right on the other side of this hallway.

We walk out. We get the platinum. We're gone.

There's two guards watching the plane.

The tightened airport security is gonna make them lax.

Get in close. Take them out.

What if I mess up?

Then it will get messy.

Shall we?

Ready?

Yep.

Brogan: There it is.

Just as planned.

Hey b'ys. See any Jihadist's tonight?

Not much chance of that, I'd say.

What a waste of time this is.

Some wacko faked a b*mb thr*at is what I heard.

Hey lads.

What's this on the side of your plane?

What?

[Buzz]

[Buzz]

[Buzz]

Harley!

Harley! Let's go!

Put that one on the bottom.

Eighty million.

Now, let's get the hell out here.

Jake: I think it's time that we have a really, really deep chat. Don't you?

Jake: So, Harley, tell me. What's the big lesson from the Teacher in this one, huh?

Brogan: Jake.

Let's not take this personally now.

Personally?

Where's Leslie?

Okay, okay.

I'll tell you, alright?

Mal: Jake! I got this! Go. Go!

On the ground! One one move!

Drop the g*n, now!

We're on your side.

Take it easy.

You drop it.

Now we both know mine's bigger.

So you drop yours.

Then you get to keep your platinum.

And we could both send this one to jail. Okay?

Okay.

Now that we trust each other--
I need you to cover me. Deal?

Deal.

[Crash]

[Punch]

[Crunch.]

[Kick.]

You really ruined this, Jake.

[Punch]

[Punch]

Where is she?

Screw you.

[Punch]

Ha, ha! I'm not gonna tell you, Jake.

Nobody knows where she is.

Only me.

Even Harley doesn't know where she is.

[Punch]

[Smash]

Feel good, Jake?

[Snap-staple g*n sound.]

What did you--?

[Snap]

[Snap]

Ohhh!

Where is she?

No, no. I can't tell you.

[Screaming.]
Where is she?

You can't k*ll me, Jake.

Tell me-- [Snap]

Where she is.

Or this will get very, very ugly.

Wait. Wait, wait. Wait, wait.

You wanna see her?

One last time?

She's alive.

I even give her a proper burial, Jake.

She's at peace. I gave her her own headstones and everything.

Son! Don't!

I got a call from Tinny.

Leslie's buried at Elsa's.

That's a big place, Jake.

And her oxygen t*nk ran out five minutes ago.

[Laughing.]

[Punch]

Stones.

Luke: We gotta hurry.

Relax.

Here.

Are you sure this is gonna work?

I told you. I'm good with numbers.

Luke: Where did you get that photo, anyway?

Sloan: It's not important.

Luke: Ready?

Here we go.

Yup.

Alright. Twenty seven.

Thirteen left. And fourteen right.

I can just see his sweaty hand.

Let's go.

♪ I'll be the one if you want me to ♪

♪ Anywhere I would have followed you ♪

♪ Say something I'm giving up on you ♪

♪ And I'm feeling so small ♪
♪ It was over my head ♪
♪ I know nothing at all ♪
♪ And I will stumble and fall ♪
♪ I'm still learning to love ♪
♪ Just starting to crawl ♪
♪ Say something I'm giving up on you ♪

Leslie!

♪ I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you ♪
♪ Anywhere I would have followed you ♪
♪ Say something I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ And I will swallow my pride ♪
♪ You're the one that I love ♪
♪ And I'm saying goodbye ♪
♪ Say something I'm giving up on you ♪
♪ And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you ♪
♪ And anywhere I would have followed you ♪