03x13 - No Country for Old Dads

[bunniefuu]

You know what, Gideon, I think I'll have some more of your amazing French toast.

You must've worked up an appetite last night.

Sara, can we take the Waverider to when Mount St.

Helene erupted?

I've always wanted to...

Psych.

That would not be a cool thing to do.

This is a very important time vehicle.

We would never use it for recreational or dangerous purposes.

Hey, Ava.

You look great in what you were wearing yesterday.

- Right.

- I'm going to stop talking now.

Yeah.

Hey, Zari.

This is weird.

Why are there so many dirty dishes?

Ray loves doing dirty dishes.

Oh, yeah.

I also don't hear him spewing the neurological benefits of putting butter in his coffee.

Gideon, where's Ray?

I don't know.

But we are being hailed by the Time Bureau.

Put them on.

Hello, Legends, and Agent Sharpe.

What is it, Gary?

Uh, this, uh, was just delivered to us.

There was a Palmer Tech phone hidden inside with a message recorded on it.

Hey, guys, if you're finding this, it's me, Ray, obviously.

You've probably guessed by now that I have been abducted by the Darhks.

Hey, when we see him, do we tell him we didn't even notice he was gone?

Yeah, definitely not.

Darhk said that they would let go of me when they were done with me.

He is asking me if I want to see a Grateful Dead concert, which is really kind of weird.

But, look, you'll probably try to come after me, and find me.

If you do, he said that he'll k*ll me.

So, you know, please don't do that.

Okay.

Bye.

Okay, I've done as you asked.

So no more t*rture today, right?

I really don't think you understand how this whole t*rture thing works.

Work.

Work.

Work.

Come on, why won't this stupid thing work?

That stupid thing has been in my family for generations.

It should've been mine.

Well, it's mine now.

Besides, Mallus wishes for only his most devoted followers to wield totems and you already have one.

Now, why can't I access its powers?

Because power's all it is to you.

Until you find a selfless reason to wield it, my grandmother's bond to the totem even at a distance will remain stronger than yours.

What about this Fire Totem I stole in Detroit?

Afraid of a broken trinket?

That thing k*lled me once.

Even in pieces, it's still to be feared.

Totems are eternal.

They can never be destroyed.

So they can be fixed.

Ooh, so I can get a necklace myself.

It would take a truly brilliant mind to figure out how.

You guys hungry?

I could really go for some eggs, poached, runny.

Oh, my coffee.

With grass-fed butter and MCT oil.

Are you sure we should be looking for Ray after he told us not to?

What the hell are you doing here?

Ditto.

I thought you said they'd be psyched to see us.

Look, I know what you're both thinking, but if you'd just let me explain.

If you're here to apologize for burgling the Bureau, and humiliating Gary, then...

Well, we actually did that for a good reason, because we have to stop Mollusk.

- Mallus.

- Mallus.

And, yes, we know all about him.

Sara basically met him.

And you're here because the Time Bureau has finally come to its senses, or...

Ava and I are...

Working together, independently.

Right.

Wally, it's good to see you.

I remember you from Barry and Iris' wedding.

Yeah, wasn't that so fun?

It was such a beautiful ceremony.

The hors d'oeuvres were like, meh.

- And then the n*zi invasion.

- The what?

All right, you guys still haven't told us why you're on the ship.

Atoning.

I hope.

I should never have kept you both in the dark.

The deaths of those agents and the return of Damien Darhk will haunt me for the rest of my days.

But, surely, you understand the gravity now of what we're facing.

- Hey.

- Nate, my brother.

What are you doing here?

- Hey, man.

- Oh, man.

What the hell are you doing here?

Any sign of Ray?

Uh, no, just another Grateful Dead end.

I, for sure, got a contact high.

Yeah.

I managed to swipe Jerry Garcia's glasses.

Oh...

Once a thief, always a thief.

No, we allow light to moderate theft on the ship.

We like to call them souvenirs.

- Oh.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

No, no, no.

Nope.

Not gonna do it.

You and I both realize that your idiot friends are going to search every Dead show in history before they realize that I don't even like jam bands.

Be that as it may, I will not fix the Fire Totem.

Sorry.

You're going to have to k*ll me.

Well, suit yourself.

No, no, hold on a second, sweetie.

I think I'm going to give this suit to Genghis Khan.

Imagine what history would be like if the Mongols had a dwarf star-powered rocket man.

The Legends would just find the anachronism and fix it.

Good point.

Way to go, Ray.

Maybe I will just m*rder a young Sandy Palmer picking her sons up from Ivy Springs day care in 1982.

I'll need a lab.

Hi, Alan.

Sorry, Alan.

What the hell, Ray, you quit.

There's no take-backs at Upswipz.

Oh!

You're the up and down guy.

Me?

I prefer side to side.

Our focus groups found up and down was more intuitive.

You know, he might be right.

We think it's just a paradigm.

You have your lab, now, get to work, nerd.

We're still not any closer to finding Ray.

Nate, I need you hitting those books.

Look for any sign of him.

Gideon, scan the anachronism map, something pops up, you let us know.

- Rory...

- Crush a six-pack.

You do what you do.

I'll head back to the Bureau, put our resources on it too.

I have an idea.

It's a little experimental.

I'm listening.

Well, we know that Ray is with the Darhks, and so is my totem.

If I meditate with Zari using her totem to anchor me, I think I can reach out to the ancestral plane.

If we find my totem...

Then you find Ray.

Meditation?

I've actually been doing a lot of that and I think I could help you.

Perfect.

Make it happen.

Sweetie, you think it's too early for me to, you know, get back out there?

I mean, how long should I mourn your mother?

It's been 23 years on my end, Dad.

I say go for it.

Thank you.

Trouble is I haven't had a single match yet.

I think the thing is broken.

If I may.

You might have more luck if you talk about your hobbies.

I just said that I enjoy destroying the world to remake it in my image.

Oh!

I like trying new restaurants.

Also, your profile says you're 199 years old.

Yeah, it wouldn't go any higher.

Can you fix that?

Well, everyone lies about their age, bruh.

Can you please stop fooling around?

Nora doll, what's the point of living if you can't have a bit of fun?

Well, I'm not enjoying myself.

I'm annoyed.

Hi, Annoyed.

I'm Dad.

Right?

That's good.

Fine.

No!

Okay, I have analyzed the shards.

We'd have to go back to the big bang in order to get enough energy to reignite the Fire Totem.

That, or invent cold fusion, and since that's not possible...

Yes, it is.

Cold fusion was invented in 1962 by a German physicist named Bernhardt Vogel.

Yeah, no, see, I'm kind of a science dork.

- Kind of.

- And if someone had invented cold fusion, let alone in 1962, I think I'd have heard of it.

Actually, there's a very good reason why you haven't.

The reason you've never heard of Bernhardt Vogel is because the most ruthless and efficient assassin the world has ever known made sure no one ever did.

Me.

k*lling Vogel was one of my greatest hits.

Someone developed an energy source that could have replaced fossil fuels and, essentially, saved the world?

While putting the oil industry out of business.

Some very powerful people with some very deep pockets wouldn't stand for it, so they hired me.

He was waiting for transfer, holed up in an East Berlin safe house.

Somewhat of a misnomer in this case when your old man got involved.

And you buried the secret to cold fusion.

And the man who created it.

Yeah, I know.

That was implied.

Well, I guess I'm off to East Berlin to stop myself from k*lling Vogel.

Should be fun.

You watch the prisoner, I'll bring you back some chocolate.

Oh, who am I kidding?

I'm probably going to get a hat for myself, too.

No, I'm going.

To 1962 Berlin?

Too dangerous.

If your younger self sees you, it could change the course of your entire life.

All right, obviously, you haven't been listening.

We're talking about going back against me, in my prime.

You don't stand a chance, Nora doll.

We're partners.

I can do this mission.

Or you could just call the whole thing off.

This is obviously causing a lot of family tension.

- Shut up.

- Shut up.

All right, tell me your plan.

We return to 1962 and convince Dr.

Vogel that we're American agents, there to help him.

Then we jump straight back to this moment.

Oh, sorry, "we"?

Are you taking him?

Dr.

Vogel needs to trust us, fast, which means, he needs a peer.

Someone who speaks nerd.

You better come right back, you two, do you understand me?

And use protection.

Eew.

I think he's warming to me.

Get up, move!

God.

Follow my lead, and we'll be out of here before my dad even shows up.

My God!

Shh, be quiet and listen.

Your life depends on it.

Are you decent?

We're with the CIA.

Here to take you back to America.

No.

West Berlin.

As I told your British friends, I will not speak a word about cold fusion until I'm reunited with my family.

Touching, but not our mission.

We'll get you back to your family, but first you have to come with us, it's not safe here.

Wait, I have to get something from the other room.

- A doll for my daughter.

- No.

No, there's no time.

There's an assassin on his way here right now.

Trust me, he's not very nice.

I will not leave here without that doll.

Can I hurt him yet?

Hurt me?

Wait, you're not CIA.

Help!

Release him.

Stand back.

Huh?

Oh, crap.

What happened to your magic fingers?

That virus you sh*t me with must be affecting my powers.

We got to get out of here before more guards come in, or, worse, your dad.

Dr.

Vogel.

Hey.

We're here to save you.

Who are you?

Hey!

See?

Who needs magic?

Run.

Okay, I believe you.

Get me out of here.

Time jump us out of here.

Oh, crap, there goes our exit.

Well, back to basics.

So, I just eat this Lyoga root, and it's, boom, vision quest?

No.

That much would k*ll you.

This tea is plenty to take you to the world between worlds.

We'll use your totem to anchor us while we look for any signs of mine.

And, hopefully, Ray along with it.

The incense will calm you and I'm just going to ease you into the altered state through some guided meditation.

- Thank you for helping us.

- Yeah.

So how do you know Nathaniel?

I was kind of like his wingman back in Central City.

Just helped him get over a broken heart, actually, because this basic bitch just dumped him on his birthday.

Can you believe that?

Yeah.

'Cause I was actually that basic bitch.

Great vibe, Wally, I think we can take it from here.

Yeah, okay, I'm going to go.

No worries, that's a classic first-attempt blunder.

Happens to the Legends all the time.

Sometimes twice on the same mission.

All we need to do is regroup and come up with plan B.

Hey, what are you doing?

Plan B.

Tell us the formula for cold fusion or I'll break your fingers.

No.

The formula can die with me.

Oh, I'm not going to k*ll you.

You'll just wish I had.

Nora, just put it down.

t*rture is not the answer.

Yeah, but it's fun either way.

Do your worst.

I have already faced the most terrible pain that a man can endure.

Or expected.

He will never again see the ones he holds most dear.

The doll, it's your daughter's.

I only had enough money for papers for my wife and daughter, so when they left, Greta wanted me to keep it.

With the promise that I would bring it back to her soon.

So, t*rture me all you want, Fräulein.

I swear I will never give up my secret until I am with my family.

This was supposed to be a simple in and out.

Now we're stuck here in this dump.

Damn it!

My father still thinks I'm a little kid.

Now he's going to lord it over me that he's stronger than me, that we're not equals and that I...

That I failed.

It's not all bad.

We have extended Dr.

Vogel's life past its normal expiration date.

- What?

- So all we have to do is just get him across the border, and then he'll talk.

Right?

Of course.

Why didn't I think of that?

We'll just mosey across the most heavily guarded border in all of history.

Yeah.

- Is that sarcasm?

- No.

No, that's not sarcasm...

Yes, it's sarcasm!

Look, it's not going to work.

Without magic, it's impossible.

Nothing's impossible.

We thought cold fusion was impossible.

So you don't have magic.

Young Darhk is no match for our brains and determination.

You know what?

It's high time you showed your dad what's really inside you.

Besides a demon.

Dr.

Vogel, where does one go to acquire forged papers?

Looks like our master forger's changed occupations.

This was the address I was given.

Perhaps we should come back during the day.

You really think we'll live to see morning with you-know-who on our tail?

Wait.

Don't judge a storefront by its hats.

Let's get to work.

First, documents must be flawless.

Then, we need the right set of wheels.

Only diplomatic vehicles are the ones to be waived across the checkpoint.

You look like yummy morsel, Fräulein.

And how much for a little taste, hmm?

How about your car?

And last but not least, the most important part of any time travel mission, disguises.

The Legends never go anywhere without them.

Thank you so much, and again, sorry for ruining your night.

They should've been back an hour ago.

Was I not clear when I said, "Come right back, no dawdling"?

I think I was crystal clear on that point.

You know, maybe you're right.

Maybe she is testing me.

Pushing her curfew to see how I react.

Am I being paranoid?

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I'm not being paranoid enough.

Maybe she needs me to be more involved.

I mean, for her, I've been gone for 20 years.

Oh, think of everything that I've missed.

Life was so much simpler before fatherhood.

So much anxiety.

You know, you're right, Alan.

I need to take action, not wallow in doubt.

I'm going after them.

Thanks, pal.

Great chat.

Don't worry, Nora.

Daddy's coming.

Remember our story.

Yeah.

Uh, now is probably not the right time to mention that I am a terrible liar.

Try and imagine my surprise.

Papers.

What were you doing in East Berlin?

We were at the opera.

For the whole night?

Opera was a very long show.

Big show, good show.

We have the best shows.

Very long, very big, but very good.

Is there some problem?

I just find it odd you returning at this hour of the morning.

We made, uh, a proper night of it.

I must run this by my supervisor.

Do you know who my husband is?

You know what?

Do bring your supervisor over.

I want him to know just how idiotic his underlings are.

Excuse me!

Sir!

Uh, of course, I...

I see it now.

I'm sorry, mein Herr, I did not recognize you in that hat.

You, on the other hand, are a fantastic liar.

Oh, no.

It's my dad.

Yeah, hit man Darhk's going to k*ll us.

Not that dad, that dad!

Well, he's definitely going to k*ll me.

I was supposed to have you home by now.

What the hell are you doing here?

Saving you, Nora doll.

And is that any way to speak to your father?

Safety first.

Strap in, kids.

Floor it.

I could've handled myself back there.

I didn't need your help.

For the love of Mallus, would you stop with the hat thing already?

Oh!

Oh, hi.

Is all of this just a game to you?

Because I feel like I'm the only one taking any of this seriously.

Well, since my time stone still works, we're going to do things my way.

We're going to bring the good doctor back to 2018 and t*rture him until he talks.

t*rture isn't the answer.

Says who?

He knows his secret is the only way he'll ever see his daughter again.

Because unlike some fathers, he values his family more than himself.

I just saved your life back there, what...

Honey bunny, listen.

Oh.

Don't you know that I've only ever had your best interests at heart?

Was it in my best interest or yours when you pushed a scared little girl into the arms of a demon?

Yeah, to bring us back together.

To bring you back to life!

What has gotten into you?

I send you off on one lousy mission by yourself, and suddenly, the...

Oh...

Of course.

I should've known Ray Palmer would be a good influence on you.

Perhaps I should give you two some privacy...

You know what?

I thought I raised my father from the dead, but instead I see I just got a selfish man-child.

"Man-child"?

Why don't you run along to your little hellscape and boo-hoo to Mallus?

'Cause now that you're a demon's mouthpiece, it's obvious you don't need me.

Nora, I...

- Nora.

- Leave me alone, Dad.

No, that's good.

Just, just keep talking.

So, Ray's nowhere to be found and things are getting worse at the Bureau.

Bennett is so stubborn, he's refusing any meetings with Rip that don't involve shackles.

I'm so sorry.

Here I am, babbling about Bureau politics, and your friend's in trouble.

How are you holding up?

Mutilating photos of your nemesis.

- Got it.

Well, at least our nonverbal communication skills are off to a good start.

Everything that we're doing to find Ray, it's turning up empty.

Hey, you're going to get Ray back.

Promise.

Can we have a little bit more of some nonverbal communication?

I thought you said this place was beautiful.

Yeah.

It was.

Something's wrong.

You shouldn't be walking around alone.

Stop...

You.

Expecting someone else?

You know, the last time I saw Nora, she was still Daddy's little girl.

Before you know it, 20 years passes just like that.

And sure, we're traveling through time together, plotting the end of the world, but...

I'm left wondering, "Where is that little girl and how do I get her back?" Look, I'm not keeping you alive for my health.

- Speak.

Oh.

If you really care that much about Nora, then maybe you shouldn't let her be a conduit for a primordial evil.

I admit, this isn't the life that I wanted for her, but...

World domination was supposed to be my gift to her, not her career path.

Then maybe you should tell her how you feel.

She's under a lot of pressure, you know.

And it's all to impress you.

Me?

I'm so proud of Nora.

Obviously, she knows that.

She only knows what you say to her, Damien.

Can I call you Damien?

Hmm.

- Yeah.

- I have the girl.

Nora.

If you hurt her, I swear...

Meet me on the rooftop of the Schneider Cement building.

An even exchange.

Her life for the scientist's.

I am going to kick my ass.

What is it?

Is it Nora, is she okay?

She's alive.

His life for hers.

He wants to meet in one hour.

I should've just listened.

This is all my fault.

If I lose her...

Look, it seems like you're having trouble with the knot.

- I am.

- Okay, well, you're probably slipping the slack through the half-hitch.

How do you know that?

Because I am an Eagle Scout, trust me.

Look, I fought you lots of times.

Together, we can save Nora, just give me back my suit.

Oh, sure, and after we save my daughter, maybe we can go sh**t some hoops and grab a brewski.

Now that's a good knot.

One therapy session does not make us friends.

You are still going to die when I'm done with you.

You.

There's no reason why we can't collaborate.

We'll take the doctor for a few days and give him back when we're done with him.

You don't want to talk about your plan even a little bit?

Well, the plan is simple.

I'm going to k*ll you.

Hey, you know, I think we should go.

No.

Not yet.

It's like I can feel my totem everywhere in here, but it feels different.

You're still here.

What happened to this place?

The longer your totem is in the possession of darkness, the more it is corrupted.

I am fighting it but I cannot resist forever.

I'll get my totem back.

I promise.

You must get Kuasa back as well.

She needs you.

And soon, you will need her.

What for?

The first totem bearers imprisoned a great evil, and if he breaks free...

You mean Mallus?

Do not say his name here.

He cannot enter your world.

But this is the world between worlds.

Time does not exist here.

And time is his cage.

And the further time is broken, the closer the demon comes to breaking free.

This is why Darhk and his allies are creating anachronisms.

And if you do not stop them, All of time is at risk.

Nora!

- If you hurt her...

- I want to see the scientist.

Now give me back my daughter, you cocky little bastard.

Nora!

Dad!

No!

I got you.

I won't let you fall.

This is why I'll never have kids.

They make you weak.

Magic.

I should look into that.

I got you.

Activate suit.

Activate suit.

Voice authentication denied.

Dad.

Okay.

Suit, fire atom-blaster.

Dr.

Palmer, voice authenticated.

Okay, reduce atom-blaster power by 99%.

Target, 45 degrees to the left.

Ten degrees down.

Make it 10.1 degrees.

And...

Fire.

Nora.

Dad.

You have to let me go.

No, I won't.

If you don't, you'll die.

No.

I can't lose you.

Not again.

I'll be okay.

I love you.

Why won't you die?

Because I have something to live for.

The totem, it's turned.

She has claimed its power.

- Okay, we need to get out of here.

- No.

You must leave, my children.

Run.

Looks like you still got it, old man.

Who you calling "old man"?

I look good for 257.

Always wanted to do that.

Nice one, honey.

We got them.

Dr.

Vogel, you okay?

A Roboter man?

No, no, it's me.

- Look, we got to get you out of here.

- I can't make it.

It's too late for me.

Here.

Take this.

No.

No, you're going to give it back to Greta yourself.

The doll was never hers.

Everything you need to know about cold fusion.

It's all in there.

I'm not going to leave you here.

Your family needs you.

And the planet needs your brilliant mind.

No!

Well, I wasn't going to let him ruin my perfect record.

Excuse me.

Where do you think you're going with that doll, Ray?

I promised Vogel I'd get this back to his daughter.

If I've learned one thing from all of this, it's that you're a terrible liar.

Give me the doll.

Sorry, Nora.

Can't do that.

Come on, you and I both know you're not going to sh**t me.

You're right.

What's that?

It's a time quake.

Gideon, what's the source?

An aberration has occurred in 1962.

It appears that someone has blasted a hole in the Berlin Wall.

Ray.

Which appears to be the straw that broke the camel's back.

I'm guessing that's bad.

Hmm, aye.

Yeah.

Those are tears in the fabric of time itself.

Gideon, plot a course for East Berlin, 1962.

All right, kid.

You're up.

Let's see how fast you really are.

Okay, you're going to want to hold on.

Hmm, see you.

Speedsters.

I hate speedsters.

Almost as much as I hate that guy.

Look who I bumped into.

- Hey!

- Buddy.

Ray, thank God you're back.

Yeah.

Dishes need cleaning.

And I can't wait to get them done.

Rip, nice to see...

Wait, is it nice to see Rip?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

I heard that your abduction afforded you some insights into our opponent's designs.

Yes, they needed me to reignite the Fire Totem using this.

Another doll.

How wonderful.

Well, no, actually, it's...

It's the secret to cold fusion.

Which is pretty epic.

Now, all we're missing is the Fire Totem.

Oh, you mean this?

Yeah.

How did you get this?

I saw it in Damien Darhk's pocket and I thought, "That would make a sick 'souvenir.'" - What?

- Well, great.

I can get to work putting this back together right now, then it will be three against two.

And, with yours, it'll be four to one.

- Good to see you.

- Good to see you.

Hey.

Welcome back.

We found out that my totem has been corrupted when we were on our vision quest.

But we did find out why the Darhks are so psyched about anachronisms.

The more the timeline is corrupted, the weaker the prison holding Mallus becomes.

If they continue destroying history, the demon will be freed.

You should inform the Time Bureau immediately.

Gideon, patch us through to Director Bennett please.

Make it fast, Agent Sharpe, because I've got to stop Alexander Hamilton from seeing Hamilton, the musical.

How's it possible that everyone got tickets to that but me?

Director Bennett, we have some developments in the Mallus investigation that you need to be aware of.

Such as your arresting Director Hunter?

I haven't arrested him exactly yet.

Look, we got bigger problems right now than punishing Rip for what happened to those agents.

I doubt those deceased agents would agree with you, Miss Lance.

Now, you place Hunter in handcuffs this instant, or you're all going...

- Oh, my God.

- It's Grodd, actually.

Ava, I'm so sorry.

He was a good man, I think.

Yes, most unfortunate.

I believe that this tragedy makes you the highest ranking official at the Bureau.

May I return to work, Director Sharpe?

Um...

Yes.

Thank you for searching all of history to save me from a demented super villain.

Two demented super villains.

Are you forgetting the apple of Damien Darhk's eye?

She's had a tough life.

She may come off all mean and witchy, but...

Underneath all that, she's a real person.

Wait.

Do you have the hots for Nora Darhk?

What?

No.

No.

No?

Look, I'm not blind, she's hot, but she's also bonkers.

Which is kind of hot.

I just think that, you know, maybe there's hope for her.

You would, you big softie.

Well, you're a delicate flower, Raymond Palmer.

Take care of that heart of yours.

Wally, hey.

I just wanted to say, good job out there.

Are you sticking around?

Um, no, I might join Rip at the Time Bureau instead.

Hmm, right.

Yeah, I mean, I get that if you want to go hang out with a bunch of stiffs instead of the cool kids, but, yeah.

Well, I'm kind of getting like a weird vibe here.

I feel like Mick and Zari both hate me already, and the others are probably not that far behind, so...

So what?

I mean, when Nate first arrived, he threw Ray into the temporal zone, Amaya b*at everybody up, Zari tricked us into pulling up a heist, and Mick, well, he's betrayed us at least ten times.

I mean, we're kind of like the all-stars of bad first impressions, so...

I think you'd fit in great.

Wally, there you are.

Ready to leave?

Um...

I'm actually going to stay.

I was hoping you would.

Well, I wish we could stay longer, but my boss was just m*rder*d by a gorilla, not to mention the mess in Berlin that needs fixing.

Well, call me.

Until next time, Captain Lance.

Until next time, Agent Hunter.

Director Sharpe.

So, you and Miss Lance, hmm?

Oh, I think there's something real there.

Yeah, she's special.

And so are you.

Gideon, delete file 354-Z.

Sara can never find out the truth about Ava.

Yes, Director Hunter.

Thought you were getting a breath of fresh air.

Well, I felt like an apology was in order.

I lost the Fire Totem.

And I know how much it meant to you, and to the big guy, Mallus.

But I also remember something that used to bring a smile to your face.

Hot chocolate with whipped cream and caramel sauce.

Ah, I haven't had one of these since...

Since I came and told you to join the order.

Since I sent you into the arms of a demon.

I'm glad you did.

It brought us back together.

No.

I never should've doubted your strength.

And I know you feel a lot of pressure to be like your old man, but I just want you to know that...

I'm proud of you.

No matter what.

I think there's something in my eye there.

I think I saw some brandy back there for our hot chocolates.

Let me go get some.

Everything okay, Nora doll?

I'm fine, Daddy.