01x05 - The Q Word

[bunniefuu]

I thought every vehicle
was on the system.

They're undercover, son.
Sneaky beakies.

Somebody mentions something
in a phone call or...

Mentions they want to k*ll me?

FINAL WHISTLE

Someone says one of your team's
a cop. Which one is she?

Maybe it's time you left home.

No pulse.

A-B-C. What?

Airways, breathing, circulation.
You know this. Do it.

One should pull through,
thanks to you.

The other one, he didn't make it,
I'm afraid. Which one was it?

You have no idea what I go through
day after day, after day.

Cal! Cal!

I want to ask
for compassionate leave.

This guy Annie and Jen arrested...

Annie, get in the car!

..he wants to make
a formal complaint.

She's using you, Jonty.

She's not meant to be a cop.

She's here because
it's what her mother does.

End it. And from now on, she takes
all of her orders only from me.

Didn't he say it was OOB?

Whatever they were doing,
it's done. Next time.

You do this with me
under the radar...

When you say big payday, how big?

Mo is doing a side deal with
the Ginley organisation.

A what? We're going to track
those weapons.

They're going to take us right to
the heart of the Ginley operation.

After this deal is done,
we're winding down Operation Farset.

Your life will be your own again.

Let the deal happen.

Then you'll be free.

Where's these from? Libya.

CROWBAR CLATTERS

HE LAUGHS
Holy sh*t!

Whoo!

Gordy! Gordy, did you see?

That's how we do it, son!

Holy sh*t.

They're good as new.

They're unused.
The serial numbers were scrubbed

before they were even shipped.

Are you sure your da's
not going to miss these? Nah.

James hasn't been here in years.

Looks like somebody's going
to get to use these after all.

Suppose aul' Colonel Gaddafi
would be happy about that.

Who?

Really?

Two morons.

Wee baldy b*stard.

Did you see that?

Come on, let's go! Holy sh*t.

PHONE RINGING

Charlie 1 is on the move.

I'm sending you a list of OOBs.

Today, they are sacrosanct.

Are we clear?

Sacrosanct.

So, today's the day?

Today's the day.

CHATTER

AODHAN LAUGHS

GERRY: Oh, that's not good.

No, no, no, that's not good at all.

TOMMY: What's not good?

That slimy prick McAllister's
right up the coroner's hole.

He's after something.

They're going to go for us
on this one.

Wh-Why would they do that?

McAllister doesn't care
about the dead kid.

He just wants to take attention off
where the drugs come from.

Stick to the script,
like we talked about, OK?

Number one?

I am well-trained. Number two?

I followed my training.
Number three?

If I had to...

I wouldn't do anything differently
if I had to do it again.

Now say it like you mean it, son,

or those b*stards will
skin you alive.

THEY LAUGH

BIRDS CALL

PHONE RINGS

Mum?

NICOLA: Are you out of your mind?

Please, just hear me out.

Jen, there's nothing to hear.

You're not resigning from
this police force.

Not after only two years of service.
No way.

Why not?

Because, Jen, it's not a good look.

For who?

Me? Or you?

For either of us.

Since the day you applied for
this job, you've expected

special treatment from me.

And when you don't get it,
this is your response.

You threaten to quit.

No, Mum, you don't understand.

I can't work there any more.

Not another shift.
Not another minute.

Why? What's happened?

Nothing.

Nothing's happened.

Go to work today and do
your shift as normal.

Do not, under any circumstances,
hand in that letter.

We'll talk about this tonight.

Come over to the house, OK?

Yeah.

OK.

Bye.

Oh, I've missed you!

Missed you, too.

Ohh. How are you?

I'm grand.

How are you?

Well, it's fierce quiet
in there without you.

You wouldn't just consider... Ma.

It has to be this way.

Even when you were a wee girl,

you were stubborn as
a mountain goat.

Right.

Let's get this over with, yeah?
Yeah.

MESSAGE SENDS

MARK: Kilo 1. Comms check. Over.

MAN: You're loud and clear, Kilo 1.

ETA for live feed.

Received. Over.

DOOR BELL CHIMES

Hey. Hey.

Keeping well?

Yeah, er, fine.

Listen, mate, I'm sorry
about the other night.

What happened, it should never have
got that... She's in the kitchen.

All right. No worries.

Good to see you. Mm-hm.

PLAYERS CALL

Where in the name of God
have you been?

Girls, er...

..there's something
I have to tell yous.

Erm...

..I don't actually work in
an insurance company in Belfast.

I'm a police officer.

Sure, we know that.

ALL LAUGH
What?

You think you can keep
a secret like that round here?

Sure your ma hangs your
uniform out to dry!

But yous didn't say anything?
What's there to say, love?

It's none of our business
what you do for a living.

As long as you show up
on match day sober,

that's all I'm worried about.
That's right.

I can't play any more.

Why not?

There's a threat against me.

Er, somebody wants to k*ll me.

I can't stay here any more.
It's not safe.

Bullshit.

There's no safer place
for you than here.

We won't let anything happen
to you, will we, girls?

ALL: No!

I have to go. Like, there's
nothing else I can do.

We'll look after Bridie for you.

Thanks.

Thanks, girls.

Deanaigi ciorcal.

Go n-eiri an bothar leat.

ALL: Go raibh an ghaoth
go brach ag do chul.

CORONER: And what did you find
when you entered the room?

Constable?

The casualty.

He was unresponsive.

I checked his airways,
and it was clear.

Then I checked his breathing,
and...

And he wasn't.

He wasn't breathing.

And what did you do?

I froze.
PEOPLE MURMUR

You froze? For how long?

Maybe a few seconds.

Maybe a little bit longer.

And then, my partner, Gerry,
he shouted at me,

you know, shook me out of it,
and then, I started CPR.

And your partner,
Constable Gerard Cliff,

he didn't physically
help you at all?

He-He couldn't. Why not?

Because he was busy working
with his own casualty.

Constable, is this particular
incident the first time

you had performed CPR outside
of the training classroom?

Yes.

And do you believe you performed it
to the best of your ability?

I don't know.

You don't know?
Well, I didn't save him, did I?

I mean, Gerry's casualty's...

Gerry's casualty's still alive,
and mine...

Mine isn't.

I think about that a lot.

I think about it all the time.

For God's sake, son.

It's a Coroner's Court,
not a confession box.

I just told the truth, Gerry.

The truth?!

Tommy, there's the truth,
then there's the truth.

Oh, here we go.

Constable Foster.

Thank you.

What? Thank you.

SHE SOBS

Christ the night.

I need a stuffed soda.

Come on.

HE EXHALES

How I did not see what
he was going through?

I mean, I knew...
I knew this place would be harder

for a mixed-race kid,
but I didn't think I'd...

Well, I didn't, did I? I messed up.

You didn't mess up, Grace.
That's a load of nonsense.

No, Stevie, it's more
complicated than that.

You know, it was my decision
to stay in Belfast.

And it was my decision to change
my job, because I wanted...

I should've just been his mum.

HE SIGHS

So, why didn't you go back to...

..er, what do you call it?

The Midlands. Oh, the Midlands!

The Midlands.

Well, I suppose I fell in love
with this place.

Belfast? Yeah.

HE SIGHS
You're a weirdo.

I'm a weirdo? Yeah.

I'M a weirdo?

What about you? What about me?

You know your nickname
is "the Mystery Man".

You never go for a drink with
the team. No social media.

And you never, ever, ever
talk about home.

Yeah. I know it must come
across a little bit strange.

Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't pry...

No! No, Grace, no. It's fine.

I...

I was married ten years ago.

To Sarah.

Er, we were married about a year.

One morning,
she came out of the shower,

she said she'd found a lump.

A few days later, she was
diagnosed, and, er...

..it had already spread.
They couldn't do...

There was nothing
they could do for her. So...

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

No, no, it's fine.
No, I'm sorry. I sh...

No, honestly, it's fine.
I'm fine.

Such a long time ago.

But, you know, I mean,
I go to work, I walk the dogs,

I go and see my brothers
and sisters.

I see my mum and dad.
I mean, I'm not a hermit, like.

Grace, you've nothing
to worry about with Cal.

He's going to have all sorts
of troubles in his life -

about the colour of his skin,
about all sorts of things.

You can't protect him from it all.

But he'll never, ever doubt

how much you love him.

And that's all that matters.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Come back to work.

Come back to work.

Shut up.

BOTH LAUGH

You haven't tasted that. Taste it.

Yeah, I will taste it.

Constable Robinson? A word.

LOCKS DOOR

I'm sorry about this.

You're sorry?

Do you have any idea what's
going to happen to me now?

Helen is going to ruin
my f*cking life.

The worst patrols, the worst shift
patterns, every crappy call.

Look, Jen, listen to me.

Please.

I love you.

I want to be with you.

I want to build a life with you,
and I think you feel the same.

I'm going to tell Abigail,
and then, we can make this work.

Will Helen tell anyone about us?

No. She said she wouldn't,
and I believe her.

As long as this ends now.
But...Jen...

..I don't want this to end.

OK. Well, we just need
to think about this.

You know...take it slow.

You know, firstly,
we can't be together

if we work in the same place.

If you're my direct supervisor,
we can't be in a relationship.

Those are the rules, right?

So, I'll have to go and work
somewhere else.

It's not... Look, we want to do
this properly, right?

So, if this is going to happen,

you need to transfer me out of here.

I'm fast track.
I've done my two years.

I want out of response.
Out of uniform.

I can't...have you promoted
just like...

Find a way!

This is important to me.

To us.

I suppose I could...

I could write you a reference,
and then...

And then, we could talk about...

Yes.

Then we can talk about
everything else.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Constable Conlon.
You wanted to see me, Sarge?

Er, this complaint.

Breaking the nose of an arrestee.

Yeah.

So, about that. Er...

It's going nowhere.

Jen Robinson says it never happened.

He sustained his injuries
in the bar brawl.

Investigation discontinued.

I thought you should know.

Ohh!

Look at that.

Absolutely mingin'.

You know eating that every single
day's actually going to k*ll you.

I'm here for a good time,
not a long time.

Mm!

Ops Planning just called.

They've moved your sh**ting
test up to this afternoon.

Can you report to the range
for 1300?

What? But it...

It's in a fortnight.
They want to do it today.

What, is it a problem?

Sure it is a problem.

He's just back from the
Coroner's Court.

He was in the stand, for God's sake.
He's in no state... It's fine.

You what?

I'd rather get it over
and done with.

No, no, no, no. No.
Hold on a minute, now.

You need at least another
two sessions at the firing range.

Gerry.

I want to do it now.

OK.

I'll find you another body
until end of shift.

Do you like it?

All this?

Do you actually like it?

I think so, yeah.

I mean, I think it's important.

Are you OK?

Yeah. Great.

Yeah, I...think I'll go ahead
and apply for a new position.

Move up the ladder, you know?

I think I've done my time
on the front line.

ANNIE LAUGHS
Aye, right.

Of course, yeah.

Yeah, well, let's see how you feel
when you're two years in.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I need someone to cover
76 with Gerry.

No. She means me.

MARK: Livestream activated.

You should have eyes on the pass.
Over.

MAN: Affirmative, Kilo 1.
We have eyes on.

All quiet on the ground.

No movement, nothing
to report at Red 17. Over.

Roger that, Kilo 1. Over.

Hey.

Where are you going?

I've got an appointment.

Who with?

With the doctor.
Why? What's wrong with you?

I've got headaches.

Maybe you're on your way out.

A terminal case.

Better run on, then.

DOOR OPENS

f*cking strangle him!
DOOR CLOSES

TINA SIGHS
What?!

What happened to you?
What happened to me?

You walk around all day, every day,
with a scowl on your face.

I haven't seen you smile in years.

Oh, f*ck off. f*ck off!

Do you fancy a ride?

Do I what?

Do you fancy...

..a ride?

For old times' sake.

OFFICER: Stand by.

Stand by.

I need to go to the toilet.

What?

I need to go to the toilet.

Finish your clip.

I need to go, all right?
It's putting me off.

For God's sake.

Unload, safety protocols.

You have three minutes.

HE CHUCKLES

f*ck's sake, Tommy, come on!

Come on.

BREATHES DEEPLY

God. You're making me nervous
just watching you.

Ah, he'll be grand.

He'll be fine, won't he?

Of course he will.

He'll be grand.

You know what you need?

I do, yeah.

No, not that. A holiday.

A holiday? Yeah.

Go on. I don't know.

A long, warm, sunny afternoon
lying in a cabana.

A cabana! Mm.

Drinking cold beer after cold beer.
Mm, yes.

Listening to your country music.

Uh-huh.

Dinner by the sea as the sun sets.

Way too much to drink.

And then, back to the hotel for...
whatever.

Whatever. Whatever.

Ohh... Mm-hm.

Hm.

He should be done by now.

Oh, go on.

Go on, go and start your shift.

Ready. Stand by.

Stoppage.

Oi, oi, oi.

You all right there?

You look a wee bit uncomfortable.

They're not as nice as
the seats in the office.

Ha-ha. Very funny.

I'm only geggin' you.

Look, if we're going to see out
the rest of the shift together,

we might as well have a
bit of craic, yeah?

OK. Right.

You pick a song, and then,
I'll pick a song, yeah?

Nah. C'mon, 'mon, 'mon,
pick a song!

Erm...

..have you got any Ronan Keating?

Oh, for f*ck's sake.

SHE LAUGHS

All right.

You asked for Ronan Keating.

Got Roller-coaster? Roller...

Now...I have to hand it
to you, actually,

Roller-coaster's not a bad song.

SONG PLAYS
It is a good song. It's not bad.

It's not good. It's not bad.

# I found love
MIMICS RONAN: # I found love

# Don't fight it... #

CAR-LOCK CHIRPS

Probationary Constable Ellis.

Constable Neil.

Ready for another day of catching
sh*t in a bucket, I see.

My bucket's at the ready.

Come on.

Did you miss me?

Well, that would be telling.

That's a yes, then. Right.

OK. If you're still here,

you've passed
your static sh**ting test.

Congratulations.

Now we'll repeat our PSP test.

What? PSP?

Personal safety protocols
and target sh**ting are

taken together on the same day.

You need to pass both in order to be
signed off as safe and competent.

Prepare yourselves.

It's like they want us to fail.

Maybe they do.

TYPING

Sandra? Mm?

Can I have a word?

Sure. What's up?

Do you think he was
racially profiled?

If you do, you can make a complaint.

No.

He just wants to forget about it.

Fair enough.

Look, I'm sorry I'm sat here and
I'm asking you all these questions.

It's just, er...

It's just, I don't know.

And I thought that maybe...you...

You're...

I'm the only Black person living in
Northern Ireland that you know?

No!

No.

Well, yeah, maybe. Yeah.

BOTH LAUGH

Yeah. It's different for me
than it is for Cal.

How do you mean?
At the end of the day,

I'm a Londoner,
no matter where I am.

But this is Cal's home.

And if it's your home,
if it's part of who you are,

if you've never known it
any different,

then if the people around
you all your life

see you as not belonging...

..that hurts.

MARK: 172-Delta-1482,
arriving now.

Second vehicle just behind.

Kilo 1. We have visual contact
with Charlie 1.

Video feed check. Over.

MAN: Visual is Lima Charlie,
Kilo 1. Over.

Kilo 1. We have visual on
Charlie 2. Over.

Well...

Story?

Kilo 1. They're entering the garage.
Over.

Roger that. Over.

Kilo 1. Visual lost.

They're in the garage. Over.

Anything else? No, that's it.

And all the call signs have
been briefed on the OOBs?

For the tenth time, yes,
they all have the OOBs.

There can be no breaches
today, OK? None.

And no f*cking around.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

We haven't had a
blue-lights call all shift.

Why is it so qui...?
Ba-ba-ba-ba!

Don't say it.

Don't say that word. What word?

How long have you been doing
this job? Two years?

Nobody ever told you
about the Q word?

What? Qui...? Uh-uh-uh!

Don't say it.
Never use that word on a shift.

You're joking. It's bad luck.

Come on! I'm serious.

That's ridiculous. I'm serious.

How's your mother keeping?

We worked together back
in the day.

Yeah. In Special Branch.

She told you? Mm-hm.

What'd she say about me?

Do you really want to know?

Mm, better not. Bad idea.

Sorry. Do you mind if we just...?

Can I just jump out here
for a minute?

Hey, Jen.

Hey, Happy.

What you doing up here?

Took a wrong turn.

Was on my way home, so...

It's a bit of a walk, huh?

Just hang on there a wee sec.

Do you mind if we drop him home?

He's no money for the bus.

Seeing as it's quiet.

Hey, Gerry!

What's the craic?

You two know each other?

Aye, we do.

We do.

Right, lad? You all right?

Yeah. Seat belt?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So, er, how do you two
know each other?

She's a lovely girl, this one.

She's full of surprises.

So where are you based, then?

Derry.

What's it like up there?

Bit mad.

You? Belfast.

Bit mad?

Bit mad.

INSTRUCTOR: OK. Good to go, yeah?

All right, listen up.

Welcome, remedial class,
to the last chance saloon.

You will enter
the k*ll houses in twos,

armed only with your batons.

Inside each k*ll house,

you'll be met with a different
dynamic situation.

These situations will turn violent.

You'll be graded on
how well you protect yourself,

your partner, and the extent
to which you can restrain

the violent individual through
the judicious but dominant

application of force.

We'll be watching on the cameras.

You fail this part of
the assessment,

you fail the entire exam.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

First two.

Go.

Thanks, Jen. No problem, Happy.

Good to see you. You, too.

Will yous come in for
a wee cup of tea?

Och, no, we should probably get...

Ah, sure. Why not?

We've nothing else to do.

Sure.

Thanks, Happy. We'd love to.

Oh, don't tell anybody I said this,

but we might make
a peeler of you yet.

DISTANT CAR ALARM

DOG BARKS

PHONE CHIMES

Do you mind if I, er,
pull over here?

Just...

..for a second.

HE CHUCKLES
What?

What?!

HE DRUMS
Yes! You got it!

Stevie, you got it! Oh!

Close protection!

Aww. Hey.

Well done. Thank you.

CLATTERING IN KITCHEN

HAPPY: You take milk, Jen?

Yeah, wee bit of milk,
Happy, thanks.

Sugar? No, thank you.

There we go. Lovely.

Madame. Thank you.

Gerry.

CLATTERING IN KITCHEN

Cheers.

Do you ever think maybe you
should take some of this down?

Oh, no.

You know me, Gerry -
I like to remember things.

There's such a thing as
too much remembering, though.

Well...I suppose you're right,
Gerry.

I can't.

I just can't.

I know.

I think it's nice.

You know?

History.

Good to see the...the southern
cars coming up, isn't it?

Mm. Yeah.

Changed days, them fellas
coming up here.

Not a bother on them. Hm!

Not much to see over at that
aul' Palace, all the same.

CHUCKLES
Hardly a tourist attraction.

Where? The Palace.

Dublin cars?

At the Palace? You sure? Yeah.

172-D-1482.

191-D-10375.

Again?

172-D-1482,

191-D-10375.

I'm just going to make
a wee call outside.

Sure why don't yous finish your tea?

DOOR CLOSES

RAISED VOICES BEHIND DOOR

Stay still! Hands behind your back!

Let me go...!

Should we make a plan?

A plan?

My partner, the guy I work with,

he has a saying.

"Take a beat.

"Always look before you commit."

Take a beat?

SHOUTING BEHIND DOOR

Hey, Barney, it's me. Hiya, Gerry.

Do you still know that fella
from Garda Special Branch?

I do, yeah. Aye. Good.

Could you run some
southern plates for me?

Can do, Gerry. Good man.

TOILET FLUSHES

You really think your man meant it?

Who?

Joseph.

That it's all over after this?

Sounded that way.

Well, so now what?

I don't know.
Well, you've enough money saved.

You could get out of here
once and for all.

Place in Spain.

Maybe you could buy a wee bar.

Sit in it all day, get blootered.

That'd be nice.
SHE CHUCKLES

You'd get sick of me
soon enough anyway.

Besides...

..if I leave the lad
here on his own,

he'll be dead in six months.

You know why he did it, don't you?

Because he's a sneaky wee shite.

Cos he wants to be like you.

g*n CLICKS

What? Seriously?

You're going to check every g*n?

Can never be too careful, lads.

Hundred large would buy you
three jokers a lot of plane tickets.

Next site over. Off you go.

INSTRUCTOR: That's a fail.

ASSESSOR: Another two bite the dust.

Next!

TV IN BACKGROUND

Help me!

Help me. I'm bleeding.

Take a beat.

SHE SNIFFS
He's in there.

He's in the bedroom.

He has a knife!
You have to stop him.

Stand up.

Stand up!

Why are you sitting like that?
Stand up now.

What the f*ck are you talking about?

I'm bleeding!

Stand up. Hands above your head.
Turn around.

Hands up!

Disarming suspect.

Checking adjacent room.

Adjacent room secure.

What the hell are we doing?

Chasing a hunch.

Palace. That's OOB!

We can't go into an OOB location!
You'll get us both disciplined.

Oh, don't worry.

You can stay in the car, as per.

Do you know what my mum
said about you?

She said you weren't a team player,
and never would be.

She said you were a liability.

MAN SHOUTING IN PAIN

Listen.

GROANING

GROANING CONTINUES

Male.

Face down, semi-conscious.

MAN GROANING

GROANING

OK, let's give him first aid.

Get on the floor!

Give me your arm!

Hold him. Hold him!

Yeah, OK!

OK, OK! Very good! Very good.

That's it. All right.

Well done, guys. Next!

g*n CLICKS

Can never be too careful.

Right.

I'll walk from here.

You can, er...mind the car.

Can you at least tell me
what you're doing?

OK. Here's the deal.

Those Dublin-reg car numbers?

They're all owned by a garage
in north inner-city Dublin.

So? The garage is a front

for a criminal g*ng
called the Ginleys.

Drug operations all over Europe,

and nobody's seen them up here
in the north - until now.

What's that got to do with us?

Leave that to others to deal with.

People have been saying that
to me for the last 30 years,

and to be honest with you,

I'm getting a wee bit
fed up with it.

You sit there if you want.

But keep your wits about you.

Sharp eyes save lives.

sh*t.

MARK: Kilo 1. No movement.
They're still inside.

Two lookouts on the exterior. Over.

MAN: Received, Kilo 1.

DOG BARKING

BREATHES HEAVILY

sh*t!

f*ck.

SHE EXHALES

DOG BARKING

DOG BARKING

HE MOUTHS: You stay here. OK?

QUIETLY: You stay.

SHUTTERS RATTLING

MARK: Kilo 1. We have visual

on vehicle one exiting the garage.

Over. Roger that, Kilo 1.

Kilo 1. Visual re-established.

Over. Received, Kilo 1.

Stand by.

Whenever it is you feel
like stepping up, Mo...

Aye.

Well, we can talk about
that next time.

Yeah.

We will. Right.

Let's get the f*ck back
to civilisation.

Kilo 1. Charlie 1 is 30 seconds
from mobile. Over.

Received, Kilo 1. Stand by.

HE BREATHES QUICKLY

All right, lads?

Can I have a word?

MARK: sh*t!

Kilo 1. We have uniform in theatre.

Repeat. We have uniform in theatre.

Respond. Over. What?

OK, fellas.

Take a beat.

Everybody just...

..take a beat.

No, no, no, no...

g*nshots CONTINUE

Oh, f*ck! Go, go, go, go!

DOGS BARKING

MARK: Shots fired. Shots fired.

The police officer is down.

g*nshots

Shots fired. Charlie 1 is down.

sh*t! sh*t! Charlie 1 is down.

Kilo 1. All nominals exiting.

Repeat. All nominals exiting. Over.

Gerry? Gerry!

Gerry, I've got you.
I've got you. I've got you.

You're OK.

You're OK. You're OK.

ALARM BLARES

Uniform, Uniform. Bravo Lima 76.

Contact at the garage,
at the Palace.

Shots fired. Officer down.

Repeat. The garage at the Palace.

Shots fired. Officer down.

Requesting ambulance and
backup immediately.

You're OK. They're coming.

I've got you, OK?

OK, OK.

OK.

HE COUGHS

SHE HYPERVENTILATES

You're OK. You're OK.
They're coming.

Stay with me, Gerry.
I've got you, OK?

GERRY GASPS

Exfil authorised, Kilo 1. Over.

Operation aborted.

Repeat. Operation aborted.

Cease all comms traffic immediately.

Repeat. Cease all comms.
Over and out.

All call signs. Emergency...

SIREN WAILS

INDISTINCT RADIO

Who is it?

Who is it? 76.

76.

JEN SOBBING

You're OK. They're coming.

You're OK.

Gerry...

Gerry, stay with me.

Gerry, Gerry, Gerry, Gerry!

Look at me. I've got you, OK?

I've got you. I've got you.
HE CHOKES

Gerry!

Gerry, stay. Stay with me.

I've got you. Gerry.

Barney, where are they?

Where is everyone?!

I can't do this on my own.

Barney!

Gerry, stay. Stay with me.
Stay with me.

Hurry!

SHE SOBS