05x04 - Pope Breaks Bad

[bunniefuu]

John?

You know, you didn't have to do this alone.

A lot of us would have liked to have had a chance to say goodbye.

Look, I know that you blame me.

This w*r's taken so many people that we love.

All we can do is keep fighting and win this w*r and honor their memory and their sacrifice.

And we need you.

You know, we're so close.

We need you. That's all I came to say.

If you want to share your grief, we're here.

♪ Falling Skies 5x04 ♪
Pope Breaks Bad
Original Air Date on July 19, 2015

Anthony: You're wrong, Anne. I'm fine. I want to be put back on active duty.

[ Sighs ] Anthony, I don't make these calls lightly, okay?

You're suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.

I'm not! I would know!

That's the thing about PTSD is that sometimes you don't know, okay?

You've been through a lot recently.

You need to --

What do I have to do to prove it to you?

Stand down, soldier.

Colonel, you need me in this fight.

You need every able-bodied soldier here.

No, you're not ready.

[ Sighs ]

We can't risk you having another lapse in judgment.

This is stupid, all right?! We're fighting a w*r!

And you keep your best soldier out of the fight?!

With all due respect, Colonel, is this how you run an outfit?

Looks like you're having about as much luck with Anthony as I had with Pope.

[ Sighs ] He's still blaming you, isn't he?

Well, he's right to. It was my decision.

You did what you had to do under the circumstances.

I said he was right to blame me. I didn't say I was wrong.

Pope: You want to say goodbye?

Say goodbye to that.

That's all she meant to you.

That's all she meant to any of you.

Sacrifice the ones you love.

Nobody asked me.

[ Engine roars ]

That's a Volm ship.

Hey, Cochise, did you know the Volm were planning on returning today?

No, Tom Mason.

It is I who summoned the greater Volm.

I need to see my father to say goodbye.

Where's he going now?

He is not going anywhere.

I am dying.

What?

Anne: What? Dying?

What are you talking about? What do you mean you're dying?

My life-span has reached its conclusion.

We know what the word means. I-I don't understand.

I sought out my father for the exchange of silence.

Exchange of silence?

We sit together and experience each other's presence for a final time.

Cochise, talk to me. What are you talking about?

How are you dying? How is that possible?

How can -- how can we help you?

[ Sighs ] Yeah.

You cannot.

We Volm have two vital organs that are similar to your kidneys.

I was born with only one.

That one is now failing, and so my life-span is concluded.

So you're -- you're just giving up?

What other course of action would you suggest?

How about fighting?

Haven't we seen enough people die?

Haven't we lost enough people that we love?

If there's a chance of you surviving this --

Ben: If these organs are like kidneys, can't you just transplant a healthy one from a donor?

Hey, your father -- he could be a match.

I could go see him.

He's here.

[ Groans ]

Cochise, you in pain right now?

How can we help you?

No, I found Anne Mason's suggestion to be humorous.

[ Sighs ]

That was laughter?

Yes.

A transplant could be a long sh*t, but we have to try something.

My father, Waschak Cha'ab, is a soldier in the midst of w*r.

He cannot be distracted by something like this.

"Something like this"?

Weaver: Oh, I get it.

A soldier doesn't blink until the battle is won.

Now I must go.

My energy is fading, and my father awaits.

Well, I'm not blinking until this battle is won.

"Life-span concluded" --

I mean, I'm sorry. That's insane.

Maybe I can talk to your father.

Maybe I can explain to him --

Or I can go and give him a medical perspective.

I'll bring Ben.

I am sorry.

I did not expect this to trouble you so.

Of course it's gonna trouble us, Cochise. You're our friend.

In fact, we're gonna do everything we can to help you.

Yeah.

Thank you, my friends.

A gift, Tom Mason.

I will not be with you, but shak-chic il she-sheshash will know how to use it.

Shaq?

Mm.

We've got to help him.

I'm not working with Shaq.

Okay, that's cool.

[ Beeping ]

If I may?

As you can see, the suspected Espheni activity near Washington, D.C., continues to jam our Intel.

It has increased by a powerful margin.

They appear to be hiding several major operations.

Several operations? Where else are they jamming?

Mostly capital cities -- Moscow, Tokyo.

The largest appears to be above your Washington.

And one very remote location -- Tiwanaku.

Bolivia.

Dad. Dad. Hang on one second. That's near the, uh -- the Nazca lines.

What the hell are those?

Geoglyphs.

There's an ancient myth that aliens landed there centuries ago.

Perhaps not a myth.

Shaq: Hmm.

What about Fayetteville?

Are they still jamming Fayetteville?

Worse than before.

How soon can you get there?

As soon as we can get more vehicles and fuel.

Oh, see, that's what I came to tell you.

See, it looks like there's a police storage facility about 20 klicks away.

Shaq, turn that thing off before it gives us cancer.

[ Powering down ]

Think there's fuel there?

Uh, yeah, I mean, it's way off the grid.

There's a chance there's gasoline, transpo.

We should check this out A.S.A.P. yeah, man. Good, Matt.

Shaq: The Espheni are on their heels thanks to the worldwide Mason militias.

But whatever they are hiding in Fayetteville and your capital may reverse all those advances.

All the more reason to get on the road quickly.

Well, if we're gonna march into the middle of something that nasty, think we ought to have a lot more humans, g*ns, weapons, amm*nit*on -- all that stuff.

Abso-damn-lutely.

Tom, I been talking to you about this expeditionary naval base near Norfolk.

Supposed to still be standing.

Yeah, it's on the way to Washington.

Yep.

Maybe you can get your portrait painted crossing the Potomac.

Is that all you have to contribute?

I'm starting a pool.

I'd like to see who might be next to be "sacrificed for the greater good."

With a bit of luck, it might just be you, Mason.

Do you want to do this now?

Tangle with the Mason militia?

[ Laughs ]

Anthony: Pope, listen.

No, no, no, Anthony, don't bother.

I-I am not following that son of a bitch anywhere.

You're wasting --

Look, John!

You're not the only one that hates the Masons.

All right, they take away a soldier's w*apon.

Okay, they take me out the fight.

To hell with that.

To hell with that.

Well, we got enough gas to make it to the facility, but we better find more or we're gonna be walking to D.C.

We could use another hand.

Ryan, want to go for a ride?

You kidding? I'm getting stir-crazy.

Grab your w*apon. Load up.

Let's hit the road.

Really?

I mean, yeah, why?

No reason. Great.

Hop in.

Anthony: What if it had been one of the Mason boys that got stuck in that Espheni muck instead of Sara?

You think Tom would sacrifice them?

Swing by and pick them up later?

[ Chuckles ] Hell no, he wouldn't.

He would move heaven and earth for those boys and to hell with the greater good.

And what about Denny?

Mason's got -- what? -- A dozen guys do all the heavy lifting for him, and he lets a kid get in there and do the most dangerous grunt work.

Yeah, she was a kid.

A kid, man.

And she d*ed for what?

For nothing.

Well, heads up, gentlemen.

The next sacrifice just might be you.

I shall speak in English, since you choose their customs over ours.

I do not choose that.

Do you not?

Have you not adopted their custom of love?

Is it not some love for these humans that is behind all this?

It is not. I-I --

We do not tamper with the fated order of life.

If that were true, we would cease fighting all battles and simply allow ourselves to become extinct.

Chichauk, you will not be corrupted by petty human narcissism!

Is it narcissism to want to live in service to our cause?

I believe it to be the ultimate strength.

To die is easy.

But to continue to fight through all impediments -- that is the honorable thing.

It is the human will to survive that has kept them fighting all these years.

And despite what you believe, father...

[ Breathing heavily ]

...it is possible to learn from this race.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Sighs ]

And every last one of you is being led to the slaughter.

But some of us are gonna fight for our survival.

Not for the Masons.

Hal: Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

I'm telling the truth.

Oh, yeah?

What are you doing?

Pope, I'm sorry he couldn't make it to Sara in time.

Don't you dare apologize for him.

Your father's responsible.

Did you somehow forget that we're invaded by hostile aliens that are trying to wipe us out?

He's not responsible for every death.

He's certainly connected to a whole hell of a lot of them.

You remember Lourdes, Hal?

She was m*rder*d by Tom Mason's daughter.

Tector wasted executing a Tom Mason plot.

Scotty -- boy's body was barely cold before your daddy decided to use him as bait.

Dai, Kadar, Lyle, Crazy Lee, Jimmy, Sara!

They're all gone.

Seems that whenever somebody dies around here, it's usually because of one of Tom Mason's big plans.

What are John Pope's big plans?

You gonna hoard some supplies?

You gonna piss on every idea?

Spread your toxic bile around? Is that what the plan is?

Smart.

You're right.

We've been thinking way too small.

Got to start thinking on a much grander scale.

Remember...

It was your idea.

[ Brakes squeal ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Brakes hiss ]

Gold mine.

Looks like some of these vehicles might actually run.

Nicely done, Matt.

All right, let's break into some of these storage lockers -- find something useful.

I'll check out the other side.

Tom!

It's the jackpot.

Tom: Oh, great.

These cans are filled with gasoline.

All right, let's load them up on the truck.

Matt: Hey, Dad.

[ Grunting ]

There's no weapons, but, uh, can we use these?

Oh, definitely.

Especially if the batteries are still good.

Okay.

Uh, can we use mace?

[ Click ]

Mace? Good find, Matt. [ Chuckles ]

I think that would reach an overlord's eye, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, let's put it all in the truck. Keep bringing stuff out.

Dingaan: Damn it.

[ Static, tuning ]

What's the matter?

Did you get it running?

It's a communications truck with a short-wave setup, but I can't raise anybody else on it.

Hallo?

Kan iemand my hoor?

Hallo?

Kann Mich jemand hoeren?

Bonjour?

Es Que quelqu'un m'entend?

[ Static ]

Hujambo?

Je, mtu yeyote kusikia Mimi?

That's all the languages I know.

Only five?

Such a barbarian.

Let's go see if we can help Weaver.

Woman: [ British accent ] Hello? Are you there? Hello? Hello? Are you there?

Oh, my God.

Do you speak English?

It's the queen.

Do you speak English?

I forgot to try English.

Yes, where are you?

This is Professor Cecily at the SETI installation in Inca, Peru.

That's near the Bolivian border.

If they're at SETI, they must be using a very powerful satellite.

Can you hear me?

What's happening there?

I've been trying...

Anyone...With...

[ Static ]

...great deal of...Alien activity...

[ Static ]

...Ly gone...Location?

Did she say our location?

Yeah.

Savannah, Georgia, U.S. of A.

Very good. Americans. [ Chuckles ]

I do hope you have a plan...

Americans always have a plan.

I'm so...

[ Tuning ]

Is she gone? See if you can get her back. [ Groans ]

Weaver: Wh-o-o-o-oa! Sweet Jesus!

I better go see what that is.

See if you can get her back.

If you can, tell her about the power core.

And any militias in the area should be focused on dismantling any Espheni tech.

Yeah?

All right, will do.

Hello?

She's pristine, Tom.

She got a big-block 396 V8 engine, aluminum intake, custom dual exhaust, rock crusher four-speed, and a 12-bolt posi rear end.

Not terribly practical, though.

No, they never were.

She's completely useless to us.

But I've never wanted anything so much in my life.

Dan.

I'm just gonna see if she still runs.

Don't take too long.

No, no.

[ Sighs deeply ] Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, baby.

I don't really have medical expertise.

Why did you ask me to come?

Tom and Weaver were busy.

You were there.

Thank you.

Um, no, it's -- we just -- we haven't really had much of a chance to talk about, um -- talk about what?

Lexi and everything.

You think this is about Lexi?

Cochise is like family, right?

So maybe if we can help save Cochise, it'll help us to -- get over Lexi?

No, not get --

Ben, I'm a doctor. Doctors fix things.

If I can't fix things, I get really pissed off.

That's all.

This has nothing to do with Lexi.

Okay.

Waschak cha'ab: Anne Mason.

General. Good.

Listen, we got off on the wrong foot.

We will proceed with the operation.

Really?

You will?

It better serves the Volm battle plan if my son were to have a longer life-span.

What a beautiful sentiment.

It's poetic.

Let's begin immediately.

Yes, of course.

Um, I would like to meet your ship's doctor.

I'd like to observe the procedure.

Observe it?

Well, you will perform it.

Perform it?

No, no, no.

I can't -- surely your ship's doctor is better equipped than I am.

I have no "ship's doctor."

An injured Volm goes into stasis and heals himself, unless his life-span is concluded.

Chichauk will tell you all you need to know.

Okay, General, I really don't think that I'm qualified to -- to --

Thank you, Doctor Anne Mason.

Immediately, please.

It's your idea.

[ Buzzing ]

Hey, there's something running in here.

No, Ryan, don't open that!

[ Buzzing ]

Ryan!

Ryan.

What the hell? No!

[ Screaming ]

Matt, run!

Drop the box! Run!

Dingaan, get him in the truck!

Get in!

Close the door!

Close the door!

Hey!

Hey! Over here!

Hey! Over here!

Over here!

[ Buzzing ]

[ Panting ]

[ Screeching ]

So, he can just anesthetize himself?

[ Weakly ] Yes.

He's put himself into stasis.

So he'll begin to heal I-Immediately following the procedure.

The organ that regulates my father's life force has been slowed in preparation for the transplant.

He can slow his own heart?

Yes, it will return to its normal function...

After...He has...Healed.

Cochise?

Got you.

Oh, Cochise, are you all right?

[ Breathing heavily ]

Anne Mason, thank you for this.

Save the thanks for later, okay?

This is a six-petawatt laser.

It will deliver 180 joules of energy with each pulse.

You will need it to cut through our exoskeletal sheath -- our -- our skin.

Wouldn't it be safer if you made the incision?

I'm afraid my eyesight and coordination have begun to falter.

But I shall assist.

Press the button on top.

Okay.

Excellent. Good.

Yes.

Another few inches.

Good. Quite good.

Complete.

Now we are ready.

You may proceed.

Okay.

Oh, good.

It is very healthy.

The incision -- it's closed.

His body has begun to heal itself.

The procedure, for his part, h-has been a success.

Good, good.

Wow.

[ Gasps ] Cochise! Oh!

Cochise!

Put him on the table.

Okay.

[ Whimpers ]

Okay, slow. It's okay.

We're right here.

[ Sighs ] Okay.

After I am in stasis, simply reverse the procedure on me.

Okay.

I have now calculated our probability of success at 35%.

No, I will make this work 100%.

My father is correct.

It appears I...have adopted one of your customs.

I... I do love you all.

[ Gasps ] Cochise?

You ready?

Yes.

[ Buzzing ]

Eyes -- they've got human eyes.

[ Screeching ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Coughing ]

I saw those things.

Let's load up everything we can and get the hell out of here, pronto.

Yeah.

Matt: Dad!

It's okay. I'm okay.

What about Ryan?

They got him.

He's gone.

[ Sniffs ]

Well, let's keep moving.

Got to keep moving, Tom.

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on.

Dingaan, grab the comms truck.

This wait is k*lling me.

This is the only time I'm at peace.

My work is done.

I just pray and hope I'm...

Sorry about before.

I-I didn't mean to --

No, I'm -- I'm sorry.

You were right.

[ Sighing ]

This is all about Lexi.

Of course it is.

I just realized that in the back of my head, I've -- I've been thinking that when this...

[ Sighs ]

...when this absurd w*r is over...

That what?

...that everyone would just be back.

That everybody we lost would just...be back.

I think I know what you mean.

[ Chuckling ]

Just a big reunion.

A victory party.

Cochise: That would be some party.

Cochise.

Cochise.

Hey, are you okay?

Let's get him up.

[ Groans ]

Oh.

It would appear you have achieved your 100%, Anne Mason.

I feel quite better.

Good.

[ Laughs ] Good, when your father wakes up, I think he's gonna be glad he went through with this.

My father's not yet out of stasis?

Uh, no, he's still healing.

Isn't he?

[ Beep ]

His heart seems to have stopped.

[ Beeping ]

Anne?

We don't have a defibrillator.

We need something that can produce an electrical charge.

[ Horn honks ]

They're back.

They have vehicles -- a car battery.

Yes, stay here with him.

We'll be back.

[ Cheering in distance ]

Oh, God.

Baba?

Colonel, we need your car battery.

Weaver: What?

We need the battery.

Can somebody get me some jumper cables?

What?

Tom: Anne, what's wrong?

Quickly.

I'll explain it to you later.

Is everything all right?

Just pop the hood, please.

Not yet.

Is everything all right with Cochise?

What happened with the transplant?

Cochise is okay, but I can't explain it right now.

We need the battery.

Get me some wrenches over here!

Pope: All hail the conquering hero!

You left here with five, Tom.

I'm only counting four.

I wonder what happened to young Ryan?

What's the matter, Tom?

Cat got your tongue?

Ryan was k*lled.

It's a w*r, Pope. People die.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, they do when you're at the wheel. That's for sure.

Hey, Pope.

No, no, no. I got it.

Why don't you just come over here and talk to me?

We got att*cked by those bugs.

They got to Ryan before I could help him.

Same things that k*lled Sara.

You of all people might have a little compassion.

Compassion? Why?

I mean, uh, Ryan was just sacrificed for the greater good, right?

I'd say it was a successful Tom Mason mission.

You got a bunch of trucks, and it only cost you one human life.

Come on.

You honestly believe --

All right. You know what?

Let's get loaded up, everybody.

We leave first light for Fayetteville tomorrow.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

Yeah, we'll leave for Fayetteville first thing in the morning, everybody.

What brave member of the 2nd Mass is gonna volunteer for this one?

How about you, Anne?

You'd make a good martyr.

How about one of the precious Mason boys, huh?

I mean, when are they gonna do -- all right, that's it!

Tom.

This isn't your grief talking.

This is just more of your pent-up bullshit.

What do you want?

You want to lead?

Always bitching and moaning on the sidelines.

You finally ready to step up to the plate and lead?

I'd get a lot less people k*lled, yeah.

People don't die if people don't fight.

I have fought...

Is that your plan?

...just as hard, if not harder than anybody here!

The difference is you're happy to let somebody else do the dying!

Three years of this w*r, and the Mason family doesn't have a scratch on them.

Is that a coincidence?

We don't count my daughter?

Is that it?

My family's been at the front of every battle each and every time.

Always in harm's way -- you think that's been easy for me?

You gonna stand there, you gonna tell me that if it had been Hal or Ben or Matt in that Espheni crap, you'd have just left him there?

No, of course I would have gone back for them.

But I wouldn't have taken our only transportation to do it, and I wouldn't have stopped the as*ault on the factory.

I would have gone off alone, and I would have figured it out, so don't blame me -- you're saying it's my fault?!

Is that it?!

Yeah, it's my fault Sara d*ed.

Yeah, the great Tom Mason takes his daughter and flies her to her own death.

You know, Tom, you and, uh, the misses there...

Hey, dad.

Let that go, dad.

...should try banging out a few more half-breeds, you know?

Weaver: Hey, hey, t-Tom. Tom.

You don't want to lead.

You just want to hurt me.

You want me dead, is that it?

Tom.

Oh, you don't have the guts.

[ g*ns cocking ]

If I am responsible for all the death, if it's really me that has led all these people to their graves, then please, John Pope, in front of all these people...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

...be my judge, jury, and executioner.

Look me in the eye and take me out!

Take it easy.

Do it!

[ Breathing heavily ]

No.

That's not fair.

Not like this.

We have to go.

I know. I know.

Not today.

Who wants to go with him?

Anybody that thinks it's a mistake to follow me can follow Mr. Pope, but he is not going with us.

That's right, Pope, you want to be out of here, get out!

Be gone by tomorrow.

We are done.

You and I are finally done.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

No, Tom.

This is just beginning.

Clear!

[ Electricity crackles ]

Still nothing.

Again.

[ Electricity crackles ]

Anne Mason.

Again.

[ Electricity crackles ]

Anne.

There's nothing more that can be accomplished here.

My father has...

Reached the end of his life-span.

Mm-hmm.

Cochise?

Yes, Anne Mason?

I wish there was something...

You never had the exchange of silence with your father, did you?

No, I did not.

That is a regret.

Would it help if...

I mean, would you like me to share that with you?

Yes, I think that may be helpful.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

I'll be damned.

There is...

An emptiness I can sense that infects my every thought.

Is this what you call grief?

Yes.

[ Inhales deeply ]

It eases over time...

...but it never really goes away.

It will become a part of how you remember your father...

But a sweet part.

I feel...

Strangely relieved of a burden I did not know I carried.

So do I, Cochise.

Ah.

Anne.

[ Gasps ] Anthony.

Oh, you scared the hell out of me.

I'm sorry.

[ Sighs ] Listen, can we talk and clear the air?

I'm so glad to hear you say that.

Can we find a place a bit more dry?

Yeah.

So, you know, it's not uncommon after going through what you went through for a soldier to lose his bearings.

See, that's where we disagree, Anne.

I know exactly who I am.

This is where I am now.

Where you are?

What...

Please.

Okay.

[ Chuckles ]

Pope: Hello, Anne.

You know...

Sara was always after me about... cutting my hair.

[ g*n cocks ]

I figured it's time for a clean slate, you know?

Especially since your hubby there kicked me out of his little "club."

I thought it would be good to start fresh, you know?

He kicked you out?

I mean, I kind of get it.

I mean, he's right.

I hate this place.

Guess I always have.

I mean, I'm always bitching and whining and complaining, and I don't want to be that guy.

I figure if I hang around here, all I'll think about is evening the score.

So that's what this is about.

You blame Tom for Sara.

You k*ll me...

And now you're even.

It's an interesting idea.

Have to write that down.

Pope...

Tom made a call.

Maybe it was wrong.

Maybe it was a mistake.

I don't know.

But somebody has to make the decisions.

Do you think that's easy?

I don't want to do it.

Day after day, year after year, everybody looking to you.

Everybody expecting you to know what's best for the greater good.

[ Growls ]

[ Glass shatters ]

No!

What if one person was your greater good?

[ Exhales shakily ]

John...

I know your pain.

You know I do.

I live with it every day.

Do you really think k*lling me is gonna hurt Tom?

You know him better than that.

All he cares about is getting our world back -- for the future.

Not for himself.

Not for me.

For his sons.

For his legacy.

What is your legacy gonna be?

Is this what you want?

[ Exhales sharply ]

Rebecca: [ Echoing ]

Do you hear me, Tom?

It's important.

Do you hear me, Tom?

There's no such thing as a one-way relationship, Tom.

What is this?

I don't remember this.

This isn't a memory.

We've learned enough about you now to communicate directly.

[ Sighs ] Rebecca.

This is...

This feels good.

No, no, don't.

Stop. don't.

I don't need an image of my dead wife to communicate.

[ Scoffs ]

Why can't I talk directly to the Dorniya?

We cannot exist in the same state of matter together.

We would die.

The Volm said you're extinct.

How are you here?

Are you the greater thr*at that the Espheni alluded to?

To them, yes, we hope so.

We're going to be asking something of you, Tom.

There is one final battle yet to come.

You must be ready.

What's happening in Washington, D.C.?

Can you tell me that?

It will all become clear.

What does that mean?

Tell me something.

Tell -- you're not telling me anything!

Tom, wait. Where's Hal?

"Where's Hal?"

What does that have to do with anything?

Tell me something important or leave me alone.

He was supposed to be home from school by now.

Where's Hal?

Hal.

Hal?!

Hal?

He didn't hurt you at all?

No, but he was planning to.

[ Sighs ]

He's snapped.

He's not the same man.

He's dangerous.

And he's got Hal.

[ Sighs ]

If you're not back in 72 hours, I'm coming after you.

Weaver: All right, Butterfield, you drive the second vehicle.

Let me know when you're loaded up.

Pope took the Bronco.

He's got a head start on you.

You lead the 2nd Mass to the naval yard.

Don't say a word about Pope.

Or Hal.

Just say that Hal went scouting ahead with me.

I wish you'd take a couple of guys with you.

There's no telling what you're gonna find when you get there.

He's already got his finger on the trigger.

If he gets spooked, he's gonna pull it.

I'm not letting anybody else get k*lled 'cause of my problems.

These are our problems.

No, it's my problem.

It's between me and Pope.

It's...personal.

You know that.

And I'm not gonna Hal get pulled into --

Nobody's saying that.

You got to do this, all right.

Just stay centered.

And you get our boy back.

We'll meet you at the rendezvous point in Fayetteville.

I'll get Hal back, I'll get out of there, and I'll deal with Pope.

I'll do whatever I have to do.

w*r can be a drug.

People forget who they are, do things they'd never do.

I know.

He's a dangerous man now.

He's not the same man that he was -- no, I'm not talking about Pope.

I'm talking about you.

[ Sighs ]

Be careful.

Wakey, wakey.

[ Sighs ]

[ Groans ]

What?

You gonna k*ll me?

[ g*n cocks ]

Do it.

Go ahead.

Nah.

You'll get your chance.

You'll get your chance to die for the cause, young Mason.

See, I could have k*lled your daddy.

I could have k*lled him right there in front of the entire 2nd Mass.

But I didn't.

You want to know why?

It's too easy.

Then I thought...

He'll come for you.

And when he does... [ g*n cocks ] .. I'm gonna k*ll you.

And then I'm gonna k*ll your dad.

That's fair.

[ Grunts ]