So Tina moved out.
I'm sorry to hear that, Gary.
- Yeah, she left on Sunday.
- She say why?
Yeah, she sat up all night
watching me sleep
and realized I would never change.
She got that from you
drooling on your pillow.
Apparently.
How'd she want you to change?
She wanted me to leave the DA's office,
go into private practice.
That's a big ask.
Yeah, she thought I'd be
less inclined to point out
everything that everyone does wrong,
which apparently creates
an atmosphere of negativity
that sucks the joy out of life.
So what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
Find a woman who enjoys life
with the joy being sucked out...
No, please, don't hurt me.
Look, I've got kids.
You want my wallet, my watch?
Just take whatever you want.
Just, please, don't hurt me.
Whoever among you sees evil,
let him change it with his hand.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Somebody help!
Help, please!
Help! Somebody, anybody, please help!
Are you serious?
You were involved
in the case that Cate...
you saw her get sh*t to death?
I wanted to tell you.
I didn't... I didn't know.
You didn't know what?
I knew that you were upset, and I...
I just thought that I should
let it sit for a few days.
A few days.
And then what?
And then we could talk about it.
Hey, look,
Gemma, we can talk about Cate
for as long as you need.
I understand that
this is difficult for you,
but you still haven't
answered my original question.
What question was that, Omar?
Do you use illegal dr*gs, Gemma?
♪ ♪
Am I your girlfriend, or am I a suspect?
I'm in the FBI.
I can't have a girlfriend
that does coke.
I think you should get
the hell out of here right now.
♪ ♪
Go. Just go.
♪ ♪
Okay.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Sorry. What do we know?
Victim's name is
Charles Pollan, federal judge.
Took one to the back at close range.
One of my guys ID'd a .380 casing.
ERT can pick it up.
Other than that,
not a whole hell of a lot.
Okay. Surveillance cameras?
Yeah, and we got a witness,
a friend who was walking with the judge.
Says he saw the sh**t.
Hi.
Special Agent Bell.
This is Special Agent Zidan.
We understand you saw the sh**t.
He was a... a Middle Eastern
guy, not tall.
Maybe 5'10", average build.
Okay, what was he wearing?
A blue hoodie with a...
a blue stain on the sleeve.
I couldn't see his face
because of the COVID mask.
Did you happen to see
where the sh**t came from,
what he was doing
before he pulled the trigger?
Look, I'm an ADA, okay,
so I noticed him immediately.
He seemed off.
Did he say anything to either of
you before he pulled the trigger?
No, no, but after when Charles was...
was laying there dead, he...
he leaned in
and whispered something to me.
He had an accent
that sounded like the type
that a t*rror1st would have.
Which is what exactly,
Somalian, Serbian, Oklahoman?
Arabic. It was Arabic.
Okay, you could have just said that.
What did he whisper to you?
"Whoever among you
who sees evil, let him"...
I'm sorry. I can't remember the rest.
I was scared. He had a g*n to my head.
Is the rest of the sentence,
"Change it with his hand?"
- Yeah, yeah, that was it.
- Okay.
You've heard that before. From where?
It's the first line
of a well-known hadith.
It's words attributed to the prophet.
Muslims consider them moral guidelines.
So he was Muslim.
Yeah, it looks that way.
Is there any chance
that Charles knew the sh**t,
maybe from a case that he presided over?
I don't know, but Charles
has been getting a lot of heat
these past few weeks.
He presided over some
pretty polarizing cases.
He said he'd been getting
a lot of hate mail.
All right, where are we on
the footage of the crime scene?
It's a lot, but the angles
don't really help us.
The sh**t's face is mostly
covered by a mask and hood.
I have been scrubbing traffic cams
in the immediate vicinity.
Found this half a block away.
Okay, okay, yeah, this is our sh**t.
He must have ducked into a subway,
because I haven't been able
to find any other footage.
Well, can you punch in, get facial rec?
Mm. Let me try.
No, there's not enough
for facial rec to work with.
Give me some time.
Might be able to clean up
the original screen grab.
All right, do the best you can,
and blast it out to the team.
All right, so we know
his general physical appearance
from the eyewitness...
medium height, medium build, 5'10".
It's not much, but it's a start.
What about the threats Judge
Pollan has been receiving?
Marshals office
sent over these five letters.
All of them seem to have
the same handwriting.
- Check this out.
- Uh-huh.
Mm, "You will pay for the injustice
you have brought onto our
Muslim brothers and sisters."
Short and to the point.
Pollan apparently notified
the Marshals office.
They were about to open up
an investigation.
Mm-hmm. Well, let's see if we can
pull some prints off the envelopes.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
FBI.
We're looking for Amir Barakzai.
Follow me.
Amir, there are some people
here to see you.
Good morning. How can I help you?
I'm Agent Zidan.
This is my partner, Agent Bell.
We are here to ask you a few questions.
About what?
About some threatening letters
that you wrote to Judge Pollan.
Your fingerprints were on the
stamps, so no need to deny it.
Wouldn't think of it.
I stand by those letters.
I have the right to express
my disdain or dissent
- for racism and fascism.
- That's true.
The thing is, Judge Pollan is dead.
He was sh*t.
You think that I sh*t the judge?
Well, you were upset enough
that you sent him five letters.
The son of a bitch
just sentenced my friend
to ten years for hate speech.
He had no right to do that.
But I didn't k*ll him.
That's preposterous.
It's not that preposterous,
because the guy that sh*t Judge Pollan
recited the first two lines
of that hadith.
Which is a call for Muslims to be
moral and courageous, to right
wrongs, not m*rder innocents.
Yeah, I know, my grandfather
used to read it to me.
Where were you
at 8:00 a.m. this morning?
I got here at 7:45.
There are plenty of cameras to prove it.
We'll take a look.
In the meantime,
do you recognize this man?
I can't really see his face.
Jamila...
Jamila pays more attention to
people coming and going around here.
Do you know this person?
It's hard to tell. I'm not sure.
Look, the truth is, we were all angry.
Ali got a bad deal.
Sure, he went too far, but ten years?
Who's that guy?
That... that's our janitor, Hassan.
Okay, he's been watching us
since we got here.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
He's got a g*n.
FBI.
We have some questions to ask you.
♪ ♪
Hey.
Hands on the dresser.
- You're making a mistake.
- Hands on the dresser!
- Do what he says.
- All right.
My... my name is Hassan Khalil.
Take it easy.
Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.
I'm one of you.
I'm FBI.
♪ ♪
Maggie.
Ladies have to wear heels
in Counterterrorism?
You know, sometimes I feel
like doing the power woman thing.
- It's been too long.
- It has.
- Good to see you.
- You too.
So you're working with Hassan Khalil.
Yeah, he's been undercover
at the Islamic Center
- for three months as a maintenance man.
- Okay.
Why did he run? Doesn't make sense.
Jubal called your unit,
told him we were on the way.
I know. I was in a meeting with my ADIC,
and my daughter was sick.
She had a stomach bug.
Is that it?
It is.
So this is my partner, OA Zidan.
This is Jessica Blake.
We went to Quantico together.
We go back.
So other than your unpleasant morning,
how is motherhood?
It's amazing.
It's the best thing
I've ever done by a lot.
We can't be sure, but we think someone
from the Islamic Center is responsible,
for the judge's death.
Anyone come to mind you think might
be capable of doing this?
k*lling a judge in broad daylight?
The leader in the clubhouse
should be Yardan Qadir.
- Why him?
- He's very outspoken.
He's very aggressive,
very anti-American.
And he actually believes
the nonsense that he spews.
Anything else?
He idolized Fadel Latif,
the man who Judge Pollan just locked up.
And the kicker is,
we think he's working with Yusuf Asghar.
The Saudi banker.
More like a t*rror1st.
That's why we put Hassan under.
Okay.
Is this Qadir?
Yeah, it could be.
I mean, it's hard to tell.
It's the same build,
same general age, but...
- Do you have his address?
- Negative.
He's very good
at staying under the radar.
I tried to get close for a few months,
but I can't get near him.
Are you good to partner on this?
Yeah, sure.
Okay, I'm gonna
get you set up down the hall,
and I'm gonna get the JOC
to start digging into Qadir.
I've heard your name
on more than one occasion.
Oh, yeah?
You're a w*r hero, right?
I don't know about that, but I did serve
two tours in Afghanistan.
Smart, and you're humble.
They like a Muslim agent.
You know how to play the game.
There's no game, buddy.
I'm just doing my job.
Ah, you just did it again.
All good, bro, I'm just playing.
Okay, after you.
♪ ♪
All right, Yardan Qadir, people,
we need to talk to him, which
means we need to find him.
So let's dig down. Who is he?
Where does he lay his head at night?
Hard to confirm an address
or positively ID the guy.
No record of a driver's license.
No utility bills, internet, cable.
Wait, got something, a W-2.
There's a Yardan Qadir who
works at a restaurant in Williamsburg.
Name's pretty unique.
High probability it's our guy.
All right, let's pay him a visit.
Hello.
- We're not open.
- We are not hungry.
FBI, we're looking for a Yardan Qadir.
He's not here.
Then we're gonna need an address.
Why?
Are you suggesting he committed a crime?
Where does he live?
He's a good employee.
I'll be sure to tell him
next time I see him
that he's up for employee of the month.
I know Qadir can be outspoken,
but he has reason to be.
What's his address?
All right, there's
another way we can do this.
I'm more than happy
to drag you down to 26 Fed.
I'll detain you, and then
I'm gonna get a warrant
and go through every one of your books,
- your financial records.
- Are you threatening me?
You don't tell us where he lives,
we're gonna take you in,
and I'm gonna shut this place down.
Okay. I'll find it for you.
♪ ♪
And just to be clear,
if we find out that you warned Qadir
that we are on our way,
we will come back
and arrest you for obstruction.
Do you understand?
I understand.
Wow, fired up today.
- I know it's a tough case.
- Case is a case.
That guy was provoking you.
I despise extremists,
people that apologize
for them, Muslim or not.
It's not that tough.
I had a rough morning.
- What happened?
- Got in a fight with Gemma.
I told her the truth about Cate,
that I was working the case.
She got upset.
Then I asked her about her drug use,
and she told me to get the hell out.
Oof. I'm sorry that happened.
- But...
- But what?
You know, you gotta get
your head back in the case.
Rein it in.
Jubal, we have a photo ID and
a possible address for Qadir.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
- Federal agents!
- Federal agents!
sh*ts fired!
Go, go, go!
♪ ♪
It's not Qadir.
Qadir!
Qadir!
Drop the g*n and come out
with your hands up!
And why would I do that?
So you don't have to go to prison,
for the rest of your life!
I am not going to prison!
♪ ♪
Dying's not gonna
make you a martyr, man.
No one even knows who the hell you are.
They will after today.
You okay?
♪ ♪
- Maggie?
- Yeah.
Got a laptop and a flash drive here.
- Great, bag it.
- Yeah.
Got something.
♪ ♪
Check it out.
Hassan was right about this guy.
- Hey.
- Any luck with the canvass?
Yeah, I just showed
that screengrab of the sh**t
to a lady down the hall,
and she said she just saw a kid, 19, 20
leave this apartment about an
hour ago wearing this exact hoodie.
Qadir's not our sh**t.
All right, so here's what we know.
The caliber of Qadir's g*ns
do not match the m*rder w*apon,
and now we have another player
who was seen
wearing the same hoodie
that our sh**t was wearing,
which means it looks like Qadir
might not have sh*t the judge.
So who the hell did?
And why were we in the dark
about that additional player?
Well, I'm not sure. I've been on
Qadir for more than three months.
I know that he was
trying to create a cell
and that he was in bed with the Saudis.
But I will go back and check my notes.
Hey, any word from Counterterrorism
on the other guy in Qadir's apartment?
No, he is not on any watch list.
All right, Ian, how are we
doing on Qadir's flash drive?
The encryption's pretty sophisticated.
I'm gonna need some more time.
- Guys, I might have something.
- Yeah.
I've been scrubbing footage
from a surveillance cam
down the street from Qadir's building.
Got a young guy exiting in a blue hoodie
about the time the neighbor described.
- Has he got a mask?
- No, sir.
All right, the angle looks good.
Can we get facial rec?
♪ ♪
Nothing, no hits.
Okay, but we're in the red zone.
We have a clean visual.
This is the guy that the neighbor saw
leave Qadir's house in the jacket.
Do you know him?
Um, yeah, I recognize him
from the center.
He's an awkward kid.
I don't really know his name.
Okay, well, it looks like he's
our sh**t, so we gotta find him.
Okay, yeah, I'll see what I can do.
Okay, what's wrong?
Huh.
This doesn't really makes sense.
What doesn't make sense?
The whole damn thing.
Okay, we're gonna head back
to the neighborhood center.
He's just a teenager.
Who we believe m*rder*d a judge.
Do you know him?
I do.
He's a good boy, quiet,
kind, keeps to himself.
This doesn't make sense.
Whether it makes sense or
not, can you give us his name?
Jubal, we got a name, Adil Kazem.
♪ ♪
FBI!
- FBI!
- Papa!
Where's your son?
[SIGHTS]
- Adil, where is he?
- We don't know where he is.
He's not here. Please don't hurt us.
- Bedrooms are clear.
- Turn them upside down.
What the hell is going on?
It's okay. It's okay.
♪ ♪
You ever seen your son with a g*n?
What? No!
Enough with the questions.
What exactly has our son done?
We believe that he sh*t and
k*lled a federal judge this morning.
Not possible.
Adil is a kind soul.
He's never even
raised his voice to anyone.
Okay, well, he's found his voice,
and we need to find him
before anything else happens.
Hey!
Where's Adil now?
He was here for about an hour
this afternoon, but he left.
Did he mention anything
about where he was going
- or what he was doing?
- No.
Mrs. Kazem.
What is it?
Adil has been not
entirely himself lately.
Okay, what do you mean not himself?
Stop talking.
Our son has always been lonely,
but he made a new friend, older, a man.
And he told Adil awful things.
He seems dangerous.
My wife is right.
Whatever you think Adil may have done,
it's this man you're looking for.
Do you have a name?
No, he wouldn't tell us.
Did he come from the Islamic Center?
Yes.
Is this him, Yardan Qadir?
No.
Do you know what he looks like?
I only saw him a few times
talking to Adil outside.
Not too tall, average build,
about your age.
He had long sideburns.
He gave Adil lots of things to read,
things that made him ask questions
about how this country treats Muslims.
♪ ♪
Big "Harry Potter" fan.
Casting spells is a long way
from k*lling judges.
A charging cable over here
but no sign of a laptop.
Yeah, I don't see one, either.
♪ ♪
Tiff, look at this.
"Adil, this will help you see
what Yardan Qadir sees,
"that action against our
enemies is a moral necessity.
"H."
♪ ♪
Hassan, we need to talk.
- Yeah, off in a bit.
- Now.
I'll call you back in a bit. What is it?
- What the hell is going on?
- What are you talking about?
You know Adil.
The way you looked at the screengrab,
I knew something was up,
but now I know the way
the parents described you.
And we found the manifesto and a note
signed with the letter H.
Hassan, it's time to come clean.
Yeah, I know the kid.
I befriended him as part of my cover.
He was receptive.
You told us that you
did not know his name.
♪ ♪
Adil is a nice kid. He's not a k*ller.
At least that's what I thought.
And then when you...
when you showed me the pictures,
I couldn't believe it.
So I wanted to contact him myself
and then see if he was really involved.
And?
Did you get in touch with him?
No, I couldn't get him on his phone.
And you didn't tell us
that, either, none of that.
I panicked.
I knew I screwed up,
so I wanted to fix the problem.
So what really happened here, Hassan?
Did you turn this kid Adil
into a t*rror1st?
Did you push him so hard
he finally took action?
No, that's not fair.
I was trying to build a case.
I did what I had to do,
and I was grooming an informant.
I didn't push that kid
to sh**t somebody.
I wanted to use him
to penetrate Qadir's cell.
I told Adil that he was marble
and that Qadir would be his sculptor.
And he just... he ate it up,
so I ran with it.
The kid was lost.
He was a soldier looking for a mission,
so I gave him that.
♪ ♪
You don't get the kind of
pressure that I was under.
I should have told you about Adil.
I apologize.
But you don't need to make this
a bigger deal than it needs to be.
I know the kid. I know the world.
I will make this right.
I get it, Hassan.
I do. But you really screwed up, man.
Okay?
Do not withhold information from me
or any other agent again.
Hey, JOC's up to speed.
Everything okay?
Yes, everything's fine.
Let's get this Adil kid fast.
All right.
Tell me we're close, Ian.
We need to get inside Qadir's drive,
find out who he's working with,
see if he's got anything else planned.
- Let's go, let's go.
- I am almost...
I'm in.
Yeah? Great.
Huh, looks like he used the
drive to back up his cell info.
Yeah, I got something.
"Allah has gifted us a new warrior.
"k*lling Judge Pollan
was just the start.
By this afternoon, the whole
world will know his name."
Looks like Adil is launching
another att*ck, people.
We just braced the parents again,
and they're not cooperating.
According to them,
their son is a victim as well.
Okay, well, let's figure out
who Qadir texted.
Who owns the phone?
Ian, can you locate it?
On it.
Okay, I've got a location for the burner
that Qadir communicated with
this morning.
Thornton & Tanner Fabrics.
Burner has been there
for the past 30 minutes.
All right, you want us to go down now?
No, no, we need more information.
Elise, start scrubbing
surveillance and traffic cams
for when the phone arrived.
We need to ID who owns it.
♪ ♪
Okay, here you go.
♪ ♪
Yeah. This one. Push in. Run facial rec.
Got it.
Okay.
Name is Yusuf Asghar.
- The Saudi banker.
- All right, we'll go now.
No, no, he won't talk.
The guy is a total pro.
I think it's worth a sh*t.
He's probably the only
other person who knows
when and where the next target is.
Maggie, she's right.
He's not gonna cooperate.
So let's talk to him in a different way.
A different way.
Well, Asghar doesn't know
what the warrior looks like.
There's no way he's ever met Adil.
So let's use that to our advantage.
♪ ♪
Tiff and Scola are inside.
I'll go in first.
You wait a minute
and then come in, okay?
Yeah...
What?
No matter what happens in there,
no matter what Jessica says,
do not pull me out.
I'll give you your space,
but I can't promise anything.
I made this mess.
You gotta let me clean it up.
Now, trust me.
I know what I'm doing. Please.
Okay.
OA, do you copy?
You cut out for a second.
Yep, everything's fine.
I'm going in now.
♪ ♪
Here we go.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'm Adil.
I need to speak to Mr. Asghar.
He knows who I am.
Tell him I'm the warrior.
♪ ♪
Sit.
How did you know to come here?
Qadir, he...
Qadir who?
I do not know anyone by that name.
Yardan Qadir.
I k*lled the judge,
just like Qadir told me to do.
And then he said
he had another assignment,
and I went back to his place,
but there were cops all over, so I ran.
I wanna finish my mission,
but I don't know what it is.
Do you think I am stupid?
He's testing you.
No, of course not.
I revere you, just like Qadir does.
I don't wanna fail him.
He gave me purpose.
And he said I was a gift from Allah.
I owe him everything.
Why did Qadir think
you were a gift from Allah?
I told him that I was a piece of marble
and that he was a great sculptor.
And I asked him to make me into
someone that Allah would love.
Would you martyr yourself for Allah?
I'd do anything for Allah.
♪ ♪
Then do it.
Martyr yourself.
You guys, Asghar just gave him a g*n.
Hassan, get out.
♪ ♪
Hassan, abort.
OA, you gotta get him
out of there right now.
Let's let it play out.
♪ ♪
[g*n CLICK]
[SIGHT]
There is a ceremony
this afternoon in Brooklyn
for an American soldier
who k*lled our people in Iraq.
You will go there and repay the favor.
Thank you.
We got him. We got the banker.
You guys, take him.
FBI, step aside.
♪ ♪
FBI, put your hands up.
What the hell are you doing?
Turn around.
Sorry, pal, bank's closed today.
What the hell was that, Hassan?
How'd you know that g*n wasn't loaded?
Well, it felt unbalanced.
sil*ncer made it front heavy,
like the magazine was empty.
You felt all that?
I could tell he was bluffing.
- I could see it in his eyes.
- Mm.
I don't think you could.
OA, why would Asghar wanna k*ll someone
willing to do anything for his cause?
It makes no sense. I'm an asset.
You wanna know what I think?
I think that you got
really lucky in there, man.
Really lucky.
What difference does it make?
We got the information.
Let's just get the hell
out of here and find Adil.
♪ ♪
All right, everybody spread out.
Keep in contact over the comms.
If anyone sees Adil, don't be shy.
All right, a lot of possible
targets, a lot of looky-loos.
This could get ugly.
There's a congresswoman.
Let's go talk to her.
♪ ♪
Congresswoman Delillo,
Special Agent Bell.
This is my partner, Agent Zidan.
Nice of you to join us.
What can I do for you?
We have information that suggests
there's gonna be a t*rror1st
att*ck on the ceremony.
Are you kidding me?
Who? What group?
It's a local cell
that we just dismantled,
but the lone remaining survivor
sh*t the federal judge.
Ah, I heard about that. It's just awful.
Yeah, you need to shut this down.
You can reschedule the ceremony
after we apprehend the suspect.
I appreciate the heads-up,
but that's not going to happen.
Why not?
James Minardi was never
intimidated by t*rrorists.
He believed that's how you lost the w*r,
so we won't be, either.
Besides, if it's just one guy,
I feel pretty safe
with all these men here.
Ma'am, there are a lot of people here,
families with kids,
so with all due respect,
that is a terrible idea.
I'm not canceling the ceremony.
We can start it?
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Hello, everyone,
and thank you for coming.
I wanna start by thanking
all of the veterans I see here today
and all the m*llitary families
who have gathered to celebrate
one of their own.
I'd like to especially thank
James Minardi's
brothers-in-arms
who are here with us today
and his family, who must be so proud
of the hero they raised.
As for me, I am humbled to be here...
Hey, guys, I got eyes on Adil.
♪ ♪
Northwest side of the triangle.
He's headed towards the congresswoman.
Excuse me.
Adil.
Just stop.
Just need you to stay where you are.
Put your hands up, okay?
♪ ♪
Just stay where you are, okay, buddy?
You lying traitor!
♪ ♪
I need an ambulance.
Hassan, are you okay?
- [SCREAMS]
- Get down!
Move!
♪ ♪
[HORN HONK]
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Go around back.
Adil!
It's over!
I need you to put the g*n down,
and come out with your hands up.
♪ ♪
Your parents love you, man.
They want you to come home.
I just need you to talk to me.
[RUMBLE]
[g*n sh*t]
[BREATH HEAVILY]
This is Agent Zidan.
I need an ambulance to my location.
[SIGHT]
♪ ♪
Appreciate what you did.
You saved my life.
I didn't have a choice.
That's one way to put it.
What?
They dusted Adil's g*n for prints,
and they found yours
on the grip underneath Adil's.
Means you touched it first.
You gave Adil the g*n, didn't you?
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Like I said, I was trying
to build up his confidence,
you know, make him legit.
He was the best way
to cr*ck Qadir's cell.
So you got inside
of a lonely kid's head,
convinced him to hate America,
and then gave him a g*n.
No, that kid was nervous
about approaching Qadir.
He kept on talking about wanting a g*n
for his own security, so I...
it was all in the service
of taking down a t*rror1st.
But it was a bad call.
It was a really bad call, Hassan.
Really bad.
Don't judge me, Omar.
I didn't go to West Point.
I'm not on the cover
of some marketing brochure.
I'm just a regular old
Muslim kid from Brooklyn
who snuck in the back door
'cause they needed people
who speak Arabic.
I need to work harder.
I need to build cases.
Otherwise, I'm...
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I can explain the fingerprint.
I can tell them that they made
a mistake about the layering.
Are you asking me to lie for you?
No, I'm asking you to understand
why I did what I did.
I'm looking at you, brother.
Do not do that brother thing.
I don't play that game, either.
OA, you don't understand what it's like.
No, I do, Hassan.
I didn't have it as easy as you think.
Trust me.
I caught the same crap.
I got the same looks
and the same stupid jokes.
I just... I just never
used it as an excuse, man.
I'm an FBI agent,
not a Muslim FBI agent.
Okay. Tell yourself that.
But the truth is,
when everybody looks at you,
they see a Muslim first.
Agent Khalil, Bill Garner,
Office of Professional Responsibility.
We have to ask you a few questions.
You have the right to contact
the agents' association
for legal representation.
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How are you feeling?
Okay, is this about Hassan or Gemma?
This is about me.
When people ask you about me,
what do you say? How do you describe me?
I say you're a great partner.
You're kind and smart
and loyal and courageous.
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Well, and I mean,
depending on who's asking,
I also say tall and reasonably handsome.
Good night.
Night.
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