01x08 - The Price

[bunniefuu]

[intense music playing]

[breath trembling]

- [g*nshots]
- Estela.

[Marisol] You have
nightmares in your sleep.

Mine is when I wake up.

[in Spanish]

Marisol is not like you.

She didn't have my back.

Well, maybe the truth is
I'll just never love again.

I know exactly how you feel.

[Marisol] Your father is
a good man, sweetheart.

But he's in a
difficult situation.

He's working with
law enforcement

to put your uncle in jail.
- What?

Landon was arranging a drop
spot with the Colombians.

The guy was up to his
a*s in corruption.

[Nestor] Are you a liar?

Or is my wife?

She says you're working
with the f*cking cops.

Because of me, the DEA wants
la Colombiana, not you.

- We have a new landing spot.
- Where?

First, immunity for
my brother and me.

Right here.

The sugarcane fields.

We're dropping tons.

My concern is law
enforcement flyover.

[Burton] You could drop a
f*cking nuclear b*mb there,

and nobody would be the wiser.

The sugarcane fields
should be all right.

- So, we have a deal?
- We need insurance.

What kind of insurance?

- [g*nshots]
- [people screaming]

Valeria.

[Patrick Hernandez' "Born
to Be Alive" playing]

[gears shift]

It's my fault.

I should've known these f*ck
would pull something like this.

♪ We were born to be ♪

They have my f*cking daughter.

I was forced by the
DEA to try to take down

the biggest cocaine dealer
in Miami, my brother.

But even the DEA couldn't
have predicted the w*r.

The Colombian
cartel carries Uzis

and drives bulletproof cars.

They have no regard
for human life,

and they're after my daughter.

- She got away.
- [exclaims angrily]

But you could only escape
the cartel for so long.

[Patrick Hernandez]
♪ Down, down, down ♪

[Roman] At stake is the
biggest shipment of cocaine

ever to hit U.S. shores.

Routed from Colombia through
the port of Havana in Cuba.

[Patrick Hernandez] ♪
You see, you were born ♪

[Roman] The wholesalers

are Gilberto Henao
and Yolanda Cuevas.

[in Spanish]

They're backed by the political

and military
aristocracy of Colombia.

And the buyer, of
course, is you...

the ones of you who jam a straw
up your nose and do a toot

without ever thinking
that behind every line,

there's a trail of dead bodies

stretching from the
streets of Miami

back to South America.

♪♪♪

[crowd whooping]

[Patrick Hernandez] ♪ Born ♪

[Roman] Think about that

the next time you do a
big fat rail of blow.

[Patrick Hernandez]
♪ Born to be alive ♪

[Roman] And let
this be a warning...

every pleasure has a price.

♪♪♪

♪ Born to be alive ♪

[theme song playing]

- ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

- ♪ Yeah ♪
- [laughs]

- ♪ You ready for more? ♪
- Whoo!

♪ I got it ♪

- ♪ Erotic ♪
- ♪ Yes ♪

- ♪ Exotic, you got it ♪
- ♪ You got it ♪

- ♪ The yayo ♪
- ♪ The yayo ♪

- ♪ Perico ♪
- ♪ Perico ♪

- ♪ Polvo blanco ♪
- ♪ Polvo blanco ♪

♪ You ready for more? ♪

♪ Curious, furious,
Sensual, chemical ♪

♪ Mysterious, delirious ♪

♪ Baby, why so serious? ♪

♪ It ain't what it seems ♪

♪ Your secret's safe with me ♪

♪ Curious, furious ♪

♪ Sensual, chemical ♪

♪ Mysterious, delirious ♪

♪ Baby, why so serious? ♪

♪ It ain't what it seems ♪

♪ Your secret's safe with me ♪

♪♪♪

♪ I got it ♪

- ♪ Erotic ♪
- ♪ Yes ♪

♪ Exotic ♪

- ♪ You got it ♪
- ♪ You got it ♪

- ♪ The yayo ♪
- ♪ The yayo ♪

- ♪ Perico ♪
- ♪ Perico ♪

- ♪ Polvo blanco ♪
- ♪ Polvo blanco ♪

♪ You know where we at ♪

♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Might just blow your brain ♪

♪ Might just maintain ♪

- ♪ Might just do the thing ♪
- Whoo!

♪ You know where we
at, Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Hotel Cocaine ♪

♪ Are you ready for more? ♪

♪ Ready for more? ♪

I got an all-points bulletin

out on Valeria and
also Andrew Landon.

Every cop from here to Georgia

is ready to alert the
DEA if they're spotted.

Good news is that witnesses
at the restaurant say

the Colombians
left empty-handed.

But they're after her.
We're wasting time.

Ah, worst-case scenario,
we get her after the drop.

f*ck the drop. Find
my f*cking daughter.

Hey, easy there, tough guy.

I only got off the
Mexican drug desk

because two DEA agents
were slaughtered

by those scumbag Colombians.

You want my help, you're
gonna play ball my way.

Until Valeria is safe, we're
not going through with the deal.

If you want my help finding her,

I'm gonna need your help
landing that g*dd*mn shipment.

Oh, and, uh, your immunity
deal, it's off the table.

- The f*ck you talkin' about?
- I'm talking about an asswipe

from the DOJ named Peter
Cunningham who tore it up.

Now if you're gonna
have to do some time,

that's a bed you
made for yourself.

You, you're
registered as my C.I.

So, you're in the clear,
unless you piss me off.

You f*ck with people's
lives and families

like we're pieces
on a chessboard.

One day, that'll come back
to bite you in the a*s.

[Nestor] That's okay, brother.

I got the best f*cking
lawyers in Miami.

Besides, I'd do ten
years standing on my head

if these assholes
could find Valeria.

I'll find your kid.

I'm gonna check the
marina near the restaurant

where they were last seen.

Then I'll bust the coke.

[both breathing heavily]

We should get some rest.

- I should call home.
- [sighs]

No.

They're probably
worried sick about me.

Okay, but then they
come looking for us,

and then what?

[sighs]

Are we doing the right thing?

Give me your hand.

As long as we're together,
it's the right thing.

Do you wanna make love?

Yeah.

[Yolanda in Spanish]

[blabbering mockingly]

[gasps]

[footsteps approach]

What the f*ck are you doing?

You were right...
about everything.

I knew it. I knew something
like this would happen.

The second I got your
message, I canceled my flight.

Do you have any
idea where she is?

Can you sit down?

I don't know where she is.

But she's a target
of the cartel.

Oh, Roman... [gasps]

Agent Zulio has an army
out looking for her.

But... I'm going
after her myself.

This is all your fault.

You should have let me
take her to New Jersey!

I f*cked up. Now
I have to fix it.

I'm gonna get her back.

And when I do, you
need to be here.

She needs you.

I need you.

[crying]

This isn't my preferred
method of communication.

You know better than this.

What I have to say is too
delicate for the phone.

Well, if it has to do
with Landon's death,

I found the perfect patsy.

Cuban banker Ray Dorado,

who has conveniently
shown up dead.

This is about my
goddaughter, Valeria.

She's missing.

How does that concern me?

I need you and the f*cking
CIA to help me find her.

[scoffs] I can't use my
assets to find a little girl.

That's the FBI's jurisdiction.

But you can help me blow up

a f*cking congressman
in Coconut Grove?

That's different.

You gave me credible evidence

that Landon was
committing treason

by operating on behalf
of a communist enemy.

It was better to erase him
than to let it go public.

Well, that f*cking
prick DEA agent Zulio

terminated my immunity status

on the coke deal
with the Colombians.

I'm completely exposed.

I need your help, Hal.

I never gave up the fight.

- You f*cking know that.
- [sighs]

You know what the problem is?

Your brother. He's
a security risk.

And he blames me for
that p*ssy Kennedy

pulling the plug on the
Playa Girón invasion in '61.

Roman was my friend.
I trained you guys,

and he still blames me.

What if I could bring
him back into the fold?

You do that, and
maybe I can help.

No disrespect, but your brother

was the best soldier I ever had.

It's not gonna be easy.

The only person he hates
as much as Castro is you.

I just... want you to know
I haven't done this before.

- Okay.
- Have you?

Yeah, yeah.

- No.
- [both chuckle]

[in Spanish]

- [door opens]
- What the f*ck?

- [grunts]
- [thud]

[in Spanish]

- [whistles]
- [grunts]

[whimpers]

Stop! Stop! Don't
move! Drop that weapon!

- [breath trembling]
- I'll k*ll her!

Your bosses... they
want her alive, verdad?

If she dies, you die.

[gasps]

[gasping]

[Zulio] You're okay.

- It's okay.
- [Valeria whimpering]

You're okay. Uh, here.

Come here. I'm a friend
of your father's.

It's all right. It's okay.

- You're all right.
- [sobbing]

- Don't look. Don't look.
- [sobbing]

It's okay. You're
gonna be all right.

[continues sobbing]

All right, I gotta
get you out of here.

- [cries]
- Okay?

♪♪♪

[telephone rings]

Zulio?

Is she okay? Put
her on the phone.

Well, how soon can you...

What?

What? You m*therf*cker!

You better...

[receiver clatters]

What the f*ck just happened?

He's not giving her back.
He's holding on to her

until after he
busts the shipment.

He's no f*cking better
than the Colombians.

What's the matter with you?

He's taken Valeria hostage.

- There's a choice beyond Zulio.
- Yeah. What's that?

The w*r we fought in Cuba
has never ended for me.

You understand?

I don't sell yayo
to fill my pockets.

I use it to finance a w*r
I never stopped fighting.

- But you did.
- All right.

I've had an ally in that fight.

Hal?

Hal approached me.

At first, I didn't want
anything to do with him.

But he's proved very helpful
throughout the years.

He's even protected me.

- Yeah, in exchange for what?
- Help him take back Cuba.

I don't want Castro in Cuba,

but I don't want no
Americanos there either.

You're an idealist.

[in Spanish]

And they abandoned us
when we needed them most,

and my wife died as a result,

so f*ck him and f*ck you!

Zulio betrayed my immunity deal

and you by taking Valeria.

We need Hal's help.

What choice do we have?

I made you some of my picadillo.

I'm not very hungry.

Are you worried
about your boyfriend?

Zuli said he's in the
hospital and doing fine.

I'm sure you're
gonna see him soon.

Eat something.

Hey, my wife... she's
a good cook, no?

Thank you for saving my life.

That's my job, sweetheart.

[under breath] Why did
you bring her here?

[Zulio, under breath]
Because it's safer here

than any safe house.
I might be paranoid,

but I can't trust that
as*h*le Cunningham

that they sent down
from Washington.

Not even my own supervisor.

Look, nobody knows she's
here. It's gonna be fine.

Let's eat, huh?

[grunts] Oh. Oh,
that smells so good.

- [Maya] Hmm?
- Come on, eat.

It's delicious.

You don't know what
you're missing.

[grunts]

When are you going
to take me home?

[sighs]

- [spoon clinks]
- Look, I'm gonna be blunt.

No child should
ever have to witness

the things that you have, but
that's your uncle's fault.

[sighs]

Now, I... I don't know
what's gonna happen.

[sighs] I need your father's
help to stop a drug w*r.

Unfortunately, that means
I have to keep you here

until I know which side he's on.

But at least I know
you'll be safe.

Now eat your food.

[music playing over speakers]

Janice, karma is real,
and it's a b*tch.

It's a real b*tch. Look.

- Ray Dorado's dead?
- Uh-huh.

Suspected in bombing
of Congressman Landon.

Yep! I know it's schadenfreude

to take pleasure in
another man's death,

but, hey, couldn't
happen to a worse guy.

- Whoo!
- This isn't good news, Burton.

He was involved
with the same people

who were using your family's
property to bring in drugs.

And I know Ray...

I knew Ray. He's not
the type to plant bombs.

Oh, please, he didn't get
his hands dirty, maybe,

but Ray Dorado had
my sister k*lled.

Or maybe his bosses did.

This is a dangerous game.
I don't like you involved.

Janice.

This is gonna save my
hotel. I trust Roman.

Don't you?

I think there are
things about Roman

neither of us have a clue about.

Ah...

You do have feelings
for him, don't you?

- We all love Roman.
- Yeah, no, we all do.

But you... love him.

As in real true love.

- Have you told him?
- I don't love him.

- No, I haven't.
- You want me to talk to him?

Of course not.

[both chuckle]

Listen to me.

The Buddha said, in the end,
only three things matter...

how much you loved,
how gently you lived,

and how gracefully

you let go of things
not meant for you.

Well, f*ck the Buddha.

Okay, yeah.

- Um, I better get ready.
- For what?

I'm going with Nestor Cabal
to the sugarcane plantation

this afternoon.
- What?

I have to. I know the area,
in case he needs my help.

Burton, that is a bad idea.

[footsteps depart]

[in Spanish]

[sighs]

Zulio.

[sighs]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Peter] This is about
the coke. Get the coke.

Agent Zulio, welcome.
Today's the big day.

- Dom.
- Yeah.

Aerial photography
of Cuban airspace,

which shows unusual
movement at the cargo ports.

We're expecting the
load to come in soon.

Who the f*ck are these guys?

This is a tactical unit
from Fort Benning, Georgia.

They are the best. Don't
worry. You're still in charge.

They're here to take your orders

and to help with the shipment.

Mr. Cunningham, I'm gonna
wanna arrest Nestor Cabal

on drug trafficking charges.

You do this right, Dom,
the agent of the year.

I don't give a sh*t about that.

But I do give a sh*t about
my C.I., Roman Compte.

I have his daughter
in my custody.

I'm gonna recommend that
she go into foster care.

She needs a good
home, a safe home.

No, f*ck that. Bring her in.

She might have some
information that's useful.

- But, sir...
- [Peter] Bring her in.

That's an order.

[radio chatter continues]

Using the CIA to fix the
DEA's bullshit is crazy.

Our tax dollars
at work, brother.

It's good to see you
again, Roman. Long time.

Have a seat, Hal.

I'm talking to you
for one reason only...

to get my daughter back.

I think I can help
you with that.

The question is,
will you help me?

- He will.
- [Roman] To do what, exactly?

Assassinations?

Using people as pawns,
installing political puppets,

all the usual sh*t you do?

Doesn't sound like
he's on board.

Roman, shut the f*ck
up for a second.

I just wanna know
what he wants from me.

Nestor's told me
how the Colombians

are routing 6 tons of cocaine
through communist Cuba.

Millions of dollars will
go to line Fidel's pockets.

With your help, I'd like it
to line our pockets instead.

Our pockets?

[Nestor] Hal's gonna
be a part of the deal.

He's gonna help us
steal that perico

and f*ck Castor
at the same time.

So, now the CIA is getting
into the cocaine business.

We'll put the money to good use,

to continue the fight that once
meant so much to both of us.

In exchange, I'll get that
fat f*ck DEA off your back

and make sure your
daughter gets home safely.

I'll send men to his
house to pick her up.

Well, what do you say, Roman?

Do we have a deal?

["Three's Company"
theme song playing]

[male singer] ♪ Come
and knock on our door ♪

[female singer] ♪ Come
and knock on our door ♪

[male singer] ♪ We've
been waiting for you ♪

[female singer] ♪ We've
been waiting for you ♪

[singers] ♪ Where the kisses
are hers and hers and his ♪

Why don't we turn
the TV off and chat?

- Um...
- [TV turns off]

About what?

Hmm...

[clicks tongue]
How old were you

when you came to
the United States?

I was about three.

My mother was supposed
to come with me,

but she stayed in Cuba.
- Why?

My dad was in prison
there for opposing Castro.

She wanted to stay and fight
to get him out of jail.

Wow. She seems like a very
brave and noble woman.

When did she come over?

She didn't.

She was shot by a firing squad.

My God, I'm... I'm so sorry.

What was her name?

Estela.

Estela.

She must have been very
beautiful like you.

[doorbell rings]

Stay here. I want
to hear more.

Okay.

[sinister music playing]

Deal or no deal, I don't trust
Hal, no matter what he says.

I don't blame you for
not trusting the CIA.

This whole thing is very scary.

I've set up a meeting
with Agent Zulio.

He's giving Valeria back
whether he likes it or not.

Now you're threatening
DEA agents?

Roman, you're going
to end up in jail.

I'm already in jail.

Marisol... I'm sorry
for all of this.

Things will be back
the way they were.

I promise.

[footsteps depart]

[gears shift]

[suspenseful music playing]

Maya?

Maya?

[gasps]

Oh. Maya!

Oh, Maya.

Oh!

[sobbing]

Maya...

[crying]

f*ck.

[sniffles]

You m*therf*ckers...

Oh...

Oh. m*therf*ckers...

[seabirds calling]

[boat horn blows in distance]

[in Spanish]

Sí.

[engine starts]

[engine starts]

[indistinct
conversations, laughter]

Hey, Janice.

I told Zulio to meet me
here. Have you seen him?

I think he went inside.

Listen, uh, something's
been on my mind.

Can it wait?

No, I won't have
the courage later.

I saw you f*cking
Yolanda yesterday.

That was business.

Yeah, I figured.

The kind of business
I used to be in.

The thing is...

It sort of made me jealous.

Janice...

I'm still in love with Marisol.

I was just angry yesterday.

Yeah, of course.

I owe you so much.

I know you k*lled Chucho for me.

Roman, you would
do the same for me.

Yeah, I would.

Look, I'm...

I gotta go.

[g*n clicks]

I want my daughter back.

[Zulio] I don't
know where she is.

What the f*ck are
you talking about?

She's gone, Roman.

Gone? Where?

Those m*therf*cking animals...

they came into my house, and
they slaughtered my wife.

- They took her.
- Henao and Yolanda?

[sniffles] I'm sorry.

You m*therf*cker!
I'm so sorry.

You should've given
her back to me.

- I'm sorry.
- I should blow

your f*cking brains out.
- Do it!

Do it!

Please!

This is God's punishment

for the way I used your
daughter against you.

And now he's taken the...

the only thing in this world
that meant anything to me.

Just do it.

- f*ck!
- f*cking...

You're gonna help
me get her back.

Man, come on, she could be
in one of a million places.

But Henao and Yolanda...

they're gonna be on
those sugarcane fields.

We could grab 'em. We
can get 'em to talk.

I'd k*ll those m*therf*ckers
with my own two hands.

No! f*ck that.

If you touch them,
Valeria is dead.

We have to find her before
that drop goes down.

Now, you and Ray
Dorado met with him.

Where?

There's some f*cking boat...

- Where?!
- The... the Port of Miami.

It's called the Corialino.

I'm not going there.

I'm going to the
sugarcane fields.

You're gonna have to
sh**t me to stop me.

Just curious. Uh...

Do you think what we're
about to do is safe?

May I ask where Roman is?

I just kind of assumed
he'd be with us.

Not coming.

May I ask why not?

I hear you like to party.

Have you ever
considered what it takes

to bring this stuff in?

No. Uh, not really.

People get shot.

Sometimes they're tortured.

Drowned, stabbed, their
f*cking guts ripped out.

Right now, Roman is off
trying to find his daughter...

my niece.

Her life is in danger
because of this f*cking coke.

Just so a bunch of empty-headed,
self-indulgent pigs

at your f*cking club

can enjoy themselves for
a few fleeting moments.

So, you ask me if what I
think we're doing is safe.

No, it's not f*cking safe!

[suspenseful music plays]

[sighs]

[in Spanish]

[sighs]

[whispers]

[Lynyrd Synyrd's
"That Smell" playing]

♪ Whiskey bottles ♪

♪ And brand-new cars ♪

♪ Oak tree, you're in my way ♪

Ha!

♪ There's too much coke ♪

♪ And too much smoke ♪

♪ Look what's going
on inside you ♪

♪ Ooh, that smell ♪

♪ Can't you smell that smell? ♪

[in Spanish]

♪ The smell of death
surrounds you ♪

♪♪♪

- Whoo-hoo!
- [laughing]

♪♪♪

♪ So take another toke,
have a blow for your nose ♪

♪ One more drink,
fool, will drown you ♪

♪ Ooh, that smell ♪

♪ Can't you smell that smell? ♪

♪♪♪

♪ The smell of death
surrounds you ♪

♪♪♪

[song ends]

[intense music playing]

[g*nsh*t]

[thud]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

[indistinct chatter]

[in Spanish]

[g*nshots]

f*ck 'em! Go! Go! Go! Move!

[g*nshots]

[grunts] Oh, sh*t!

[g*nshots continue]

[breath trembling]

[agent 1] Go! Go, go, go!

- [grunts]
- [thud]

[in Spanish]

[grunts]

[crash]

Fire at will.

[gasping]

Drop those weapons!

[in Spanish]

[thud]

[breathes heavily]

That's for Maya,
you m*therf*ckers!

[Hal] Agent Zulio,
put your weapon down!

What the f*ck is going on here?

Cuff him!

- [handcuffs tighten]
- [grunts]

[Hal] Agent Zulio,
you're under arrest

for colluding with
Congressman Landon

to import cocaine through Cuba.

Who the f*ck are you?!

You're in on this with them?!

You m*therf*cker!

You piece of sh*t!
They k*lled my wife!

You're f*cking dead!

[Zulio continues, indistinctly]

- You all right?
- I am, but he isn't.

[gasping]

[panting]

[intense music playing]

[both grunting]

[groans]

[both grunting]

[glass breaks]

[straining grunt]

[grunts]

[g*nsh*t]

[door creaks]

- [gasps]
- Mi amor.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

[crying]

[Roman grunts]

[metal clanks]

- [Valeria sobbing]
- [inhales]

[in Spanish]

You are the most important
thing in my life.

And I won't do it
unless you want it.

Look, I just want things

to go back to the way they were.

So do I.

- Hola.
- Hola.

What?

I told Valeria first,

because she's a
part of this, too.

A part of what?

He wants to marry you.

And I hope you say yes.

That wasn't how I
was gonna do it...

And how were you going to do it?

Oh...

Marisol...

will you be my wife
and mother to Valeria?

[sniffles]

[chuckles softly]

Yes, yes.

[chuckles]

[both chuckle]

[Marisol chuckles]

[cheers and applause]

["We Are Family"
playing over speakers]

♪♪♪

- Kool Herc.
- Roman, my man.

- Congrats.
- Thank you.

Take it from a guy like me,
marriage is like fine wine.

It gets better with time.

I intend to make it last.

But maybe you can spin
some vinyl at the wedding.

- Done and done.
- My man.

My man.

♪ Get up everybody and dance ♪

♪ Living life is fun,
and we've just begun ♪

♪ To get our share of
this world's delights ♪

♪ High ♪

♪ High hopes we have
for the future ♪

♪ And our goal's in sight ♪

♪ We, no, we don't
get depressed ♪

Paul.

♪ Here's what we call
our golden rule ♪

Roman, I want you
to meet Paul Smith,

the hottest fashion
designer in London.

Hello, mate.

I would love to design
the tux for your wedding,

but not in black.
Perhaps chartreuse.

Um, I'll leave it to you.

Mr. Smith, have a great time.

Amazing.

♪♪♪

I am happy for
you. I truly am.

Janice, look, I wanna
finish our conversation...

Shh! Like the Buddha says,
I'm just gonna let it go.

[both chuckle]

Where's Burton?
Have you seen him?

He's around here somewhere.
He took a lot of acid.

Acid?

♪ We are family ♪

[distorted sounds]

[Nestor echoing] I hear
you like to party...

- self-indulgent pigs...
- [glass clinking]

You ever consider what it
takes to bring this stuff in?

[echoes] Bring this stuff in?

Self-indulgent pigs...
[echoing continues]

self-indulgent pigs...

self-indulgent pigs...

self-indulgent pigs...

- self-indulgent pigs...
- self-indulgent pigs...

self-indulgent pigs...

Hey, good to see you.

Excuse me.

Congratulations, brother.

Great party. I just
need a minute with you.

- Is it important?
- Yes.

♪♪♪

[disco song playing]

What are you doing here?

Well, I don't want to
interrupt your celebration.

And yet you are.

Just thought you should
know, Castro's cocaine

has been safely taken to
Nestor's stash houses.

There's a lot of
work ahead of us.

Us? Look, we both
got what you wanted,

and I got my family back.
That's all I care about.

Nestor, you're my brother,
and I love you, but I'm out.

[Nestor] Brother,
hold on. Hold on.

That coke is gonna help
fund a very specific goal.

A second invasion of Cuba.

[laughs]

You have fun with that.

And go play G.I. Joe.

I'll go to my honeymoon.

[Hal] Roman, you may
wanna rethink that.

One of our assets in
Cuba sent this picture

a couple weeks ago.

It's your wife.

[Nestor] Estela's alive,
and she's in Cuba.

[dramatic music playing]

["A Fifth of Beethoven" playing]

♪♪♪

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