04x12 - Tomorrow

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Sleepy Hollow...

LARA: Dreyfuss won't rest
until he's gotten the g*n.

It raises the Horseman of w*r.

- How about a name?
- It's Lara.

Despair's webbing... that's how Henry

was created inside Crane's mind.

DIANA: Dreyfuss
isn't acting like someone

looking to burn the world to a cinder.

- Maybe he's got other plans.
- I am destined

to become the best thing

that has ever happened to America.

Four totems, four riders.

And we're just outside of Camp David.

Dreyfuss is raising the Horseman

to take out our commander in chief.

DIANA: You seem to know a lot

about Malcolm Dreyfuss

and his plans.

She is from the future.

- Molly?
- Yesterday was the last day

that I remember seeing you alive.

When Dreyfuss fires
that g*n, it will be

a disaster like no other.

(g*nsh*t)

♪ Oh, beautiful ♪

♪ For spacious skies... ♪

JENNY: A long time ago,

there was a land called

America.

Where food was aplenty,

people were free,

and there was more TV
than you could ever imagine.

- (children laugh)
- Seriously.

You could watch anything.

Even shows about cupcake wars.

But...

then along came the Dreyfuss.

CHILDREN: Boo!

He took the power from the people

and he kept it all for himself.

The world you grew up in
was one he created.

America was no longer America.

But there were those who fought back.

Brave people like

your moms and dads,

who refuse to accept the darkness,

have been fighting for
years for freedom.

To bring down the Dreyfuss.

I heard if you chop
the Dreyfuss' arm off,

he grows another arm.

My brother says if you look
directly at him, your eyes melt.

- (all murmuring)
- (chuckles)

I'm sure you've all
heard lots of stories,

but he is just a man.

One who can and will be defeated.

Now, I want to thank you all
for these lovely pictures.

And remember, we don't
talk about this class

with anyone, right?

- Yes.
- Because if we

talk about freedom...

CHILDREN: The Riders will come.

Very good.

We have a code black.

How long?

Five, six minutes out.

Okay, children, that's all for today.

Find your safety buddies
and head to the common area.

Your parents will meet you there. Bye.

(indistinct chatter)

Which one is it?

It's all of them.

Damn.

Tell Julian priority
is getting everyone to safety.

Go.

Let's hope you're as
good as advertised.

(horse neighs)

JENNY: Fire!

Aah!

(grunts)

(screaming, shrieking)

(grunts)

(grunts)

Fall back!

Fall back!

Run!

Come on.

(high-pitched ringing)

(g*nf*re, shouting continues)

(grunts)

Molly.

Don't call me that.

I'm not calling you by the name

Dreyfuss gave you.

He gave me more than a name.

He gave me a life.

One based on lies.

You have to know that.

What I know is I finally caught you.

Malcolm wanted your execution

to be public to show everyone

what we do to t*rrorists.

So you're gonna k*ll me?

I don't think you can.

You know that this is wrong.

You should be fighting Dreyfuss

for turning your mother into this.

My mother is dead.

And your attempts at
mind games are pathetic.

I'm not lying.

Ask Crane. Crane...

Who's long dead.

You sure about that?

Everything you have been told is a lie.

Molly, lis...

- I told you not to call me that!
- It's your name! It's who you are.

Who I am? Do you want to know who I am?

I'm the girl who lost her mother
because of you and Crane.

The teenager who Malcolm Dreyfuss saved

from a life of misery.

The woman who's going to make sure

that nobody else gets hurt

the way that you hurt me.

And I'm the one who'll make you pay.

(grunts)

(groans)

(gasping)

Diana.

I'm sorry.

I failed.

No. No, it can't be.

DREYFUSS: This is Delilah's Dagger.

Legend has it this blade

can cut through any substance.

Even a Horseman's armor.

We're lucky she wasn't able
to do more harm with it.

Malcolm, I... I saw something.

Yeah?

Jenny told me
something crazy about w*r.

She said that w*r was actually...

Lara.

Jenny Mills...

she was just a creature of dark times.

Someone who was desperate enough

to say anything.

About me, about you,

and... even about your mother.

I-I never said that she
mentioned my mother.

Well...

if you didn't, trust me...

I've heard that lie many times before.

Many times.

Malcolm, you emptied
the prisons, right?

After executing Crane and
the other political prisoners?

My dear, you've got to stop

letting these whispers get to you.

Please.

I'm sorry, Malcolm.

It's okay.

Don't you worry. Come here.

Yeah. That's all right.

Hey, if I can't be here
to ease your mind,

then what good am I, right?

- (door clangs open)
- LARA: Hello?

Anybody here?

Hello?

You're dead.

You're supposed to be dead.

Molly.

Don't... don't call me that.

Oh, no.

He changed your name.

Oh, you mustn't let him.

Don't let him... don't let
him take your history.

- Your family, your...
- My mother...

what happened to her?

Dreyfuss transformed her
into the Horseman of w*r.

But you know this, don't you?

All this time...

it's all been a lie.

Molly...

All of it.

I am happy to see you well.

Not sure how well I am right now.

What did he tell you?

He told me that you believed

I was special,

while my mother wanted to protect me...

Yes, you-you are special.
And your mother did want

to protect you,
she wanted it very much.

We all did.

We wanted to help you,
we wanted to help you...

grow as a Witness.

(sighs)

There is no such thing.

No, now, that is Dreyfuss speaking.

We are the Witnesses.

Why do you think he's kept me in here,

locked up, for years?

It is because he wants to
know that he has control

of the both of us.

I need to get you out of here.

- No.
- W... We can, we can run.

We can hide up north.

There is nowhere on Earth
where the Horsemen

will not find me.

No, no, no, no,
I have to make this right.

There is another way.

Everything hinges on the moment
Dreyfuss sh*t your mother.

If we stop that from happening, we can
prevent this world from ever existing.

What do you, what do you mean,
stop this from happening?

A very long time ago, my wife

Katrina attempted to change history

by jumping back into the past

using a powerful invocation

known as the Traveler Spell.

The Traveler Spell.

It can be located in an
ancient volume of black magic

known as the Grand Grimoire.

Here. Molly.

Find it...

and you can save us all.

But to do so...

you must save your mother.

Go, go, go, go.

(reciting in Latin) _

(whooshing)

DREYFUSS: Lara!

Please...

don't do this.

I know the truth, Malcolm.

I know what you did.

What-what did I do? I...

I rescued you from darkness, Lara.

I gave you a life of privilege.

You took my mother from me!

Lara...

no.

No, that wasn't me.

That was fate.

Some things

really are

just meant to be.

So even if you go back,

you won't be able to change anything.

We'll see about that.

- Lara!
- (g*nshots)

(whooshing)

LARA: When Dreyfuss creates
the Horseman of w*r,

it's the beginning of the end.

Malcolm,

you don't have to do this.

- (g*nsh*t)
- Mom!

(gasps)

I did it.

I saved you.

(exhales)

- Agent Thom...
- No.

- DIANA: Oh, my God.
- (Crane gasping)

Well, I did not see that coming.

I can feel it.

The blood.

The fear.

(demonically): I...

am become...

w*r.

(chuckles)

But you know what?

I think we can work with that.

♪ ♪

w*r,

what is it good for?

Absolutely everything.

I truly did not want
this to happen. I mean,

I had big plans for Crane.

But I guess you got to learn to roll

with the unexpected in life, right?

Bring him back. Bring back Crane.

It's kind of a one-way ticket.

Yeah. I mean, that's-that's why

my plan was to sh**t you.

Forgive me, but you're expendable.

You, on the other hand...

I could really use someone like you.

(chuckles) Actually,

sounds like I already have. Or I will

one day come to use you. Right?

Boy, time travel sure
complicates verb tenses,

doesn't it?

I'll make it simple:

screw you.

I knew there was a reason I liked you.

Well, I got a funny feeling I'll be...

seeing you again sooner or later.

Would you be so kind as to, uh...

k*ll them, please?

DIANA: Crane...

...you can fight this.

(grunts)

We need to go!

♪

(tires screech)

I think we're okay.

(mutters)

- What are you doing?
- Just hold on a second.

- Mom?
- Oh, thank God.

You okay?

Uh, yeah, why wouldn't I be?

I'll explain later.
Just... nothing weird

- has happened, right?
- Well, I mean,

Evie tried to stuff
marshmallows in her mouth

and Maddie showed us
her double-jointed elbow.

But other than that, no.

Okay. Honey, I'm just gonna
come get you, all right?

- Now?
- Yes.

- Right now, yes.
- No.

I mean, we're about
to make French toast.

Honey, I'll call you back, okay?
Just do not go anywhere.

- Okay. Bye.
- What?

The safest thing for her is to
stay where she is, away from us.

Are you kidding? You said
that Dreyfuss is gonna take her.

Not for years. He wanted to make
sure I knew what misery was

before arriving to save me from it.

And after you... after you went away,

- they tried looking for Dad.
- Mitch.

And he was reported missing in action,

so I got shuffled around in the system.

Malcolm found me there.

I cannot understand this.

I can't.

You're Molly, but you're not my Molly?

I am Molly, just from another time.

And now that I've come back
and changed everything,

the young girl who is your daughter

will have
a completely different future.

We'll always be two different people.

I just... I don't know
what kind of future it'll be.

Crane, uh, he wasn't meant to be sh*t.

Meaning what, that Dreyfuss
might still take over the world?

I-I don't know.

Well, if we save Crane, then
maybe it'll stop Dreyfuss.

Yeah, maybe.

But then what if Dreyfuss
still goes after Molly?

I don't... I don't know, I don't know.

Okay? None of this
should have happened.

And nothing that I remember
will happen anymore.

I don't know what's
to come in the future.

Welcome to the club.

We got your message.

We've already started
researching how to save Crane.

So this is really...

Not-so-little Molly.

Lara. No one's
called me Molly in years.

Years. As in years from now.

And I thought, uh, Crane's
time travel act was trippy.

Save the questions for later.

- What'd you find?
- Not much.

There's practically no literature

on how to save someone
who's become a Horseman.

Because it's not possible.

I saw a piece

of what was inside w*r,

and what was left wasn't human.

I don't believe that.

Crane's blood.

What?

That means he's still flesh
and blood in there.

Okay. This means we can still save him.

- What about Dreyfuss?
- If anybody knows about this kind

- of transformation, it's him.
- Yeah, probably,

but there's no way to
get close to him now.

His security is on high alert.

We barely escaped
from that compound alive.

Compound?

Yeah, outside of Camp David.

We got pictures.

They were taken outside
of Catoctin State Park.

(light rattling)

Here.

This is bad.

Dreyfuss has the Horsemen

in striking distance of the president.

JAKE: Look, they're not
the Fab Four yet.

We saw the coffins, okay?

The one for Death is still open.

No doubt Dreyfuss is working on filling

that vacancy very soon.

I've located the rune we need
to recharge Death's totem.

It was shielded from my senses.

But nothing stays hidden forever.

Not from me.

I love it when you get
all ominous like that.

Gives me the best kind of chills.

Ah.

And right on cue.

Oh. Ho, ho, ho.

What happened here?

They actually managed to hurt you?

Unlike our other hosts, Crane

didn't have the
opportunity to fully bond

with the Avatar of w*r.

A short regenerative
period should restore him.

(grunts)

By the time I return...

...he should be at full strength.

Well, what are you standing here for?

Go get me my last Horseman.

(sucks air through teeth, exhales)

DIANA: First things first,
we save Crane.

That'll also deny Dreyfuss
one of the Horsemen.

- But we don't know where Crane is.
- Or much less how to save him.

And I'm telling you again,
you don't want to

mess with the Dark Riders.

(alarm sounding, windows slamming)

That's Banneker's security
system; it means that there's

a supernatural thr*at in the Vault.

Just spread out, be careful.

(man clears throat)

Oh, I'm sorry,

am I interrupting?

A bit of my soul

trapped in a creature's

foul humors,

mingles with the blood of w*r,

and I am whole again.

What a serendipitous conception.

But I suppose all birth is a miracle.

I-I mean you no harm.

I-I was conceived

out of Ichabod Crane's
memories, and as such,

I am the son he chose to remember.

(scoffs) That's funny.

The Henry Parrish I remember
was a real bastard.

Yes, I-I had my share of demons,

both literally and figuratively.

This is Crane's son?

He's kind of old.

Tell that to your grown
daughter over there.

Point taken.

Your colleagues have been
gone for some time.

You sure they're all right?

They're resetting the security system

- so we can get out of here.
- HENRY: Oh!

Maybe not all of us.

Out of curiosity,
how did you come to find

the Horseman of w*r's blood?

It's Crane's blood.

Only the essence of w*r

should've been able to rouse my spirit,

given that I once wore
the Horseman's mantle.

So I don't...

Ichabod has become the
Horseman of w*r, hasn't he?

Huh.

Like father, like son.

Or is it the other way around?

Is this guy telling the truth?

He was the Horseman of w*r?

JENNY: Long story, but yeah.

Okay, so that means that
we can bring people back

if they've been turned.

Trust me, we can't do it
like we did it with him.

HENRY: There is another way.

I know of a-a decoupling ceremony.

It was going to be performed

by a powerful witch

to release the human soul
from the Horseman of Death.

Katrina.

- Crane's wife?
- Yes.

She wanted to release Abraham van Brunt

from the Headless Horseman, but
she d*ed before she could try.

Oh, no, Malcolm cornered
the market on all spellbooks,

and if such a thing existed, it
would've been in his collection.

I've never seen, never heard

of such a ritual.

No, you wouldn't have found it.

Crane kept all of Katrina's

possessions back at their old place

in Sleepy Hollow.

Oh, how did I know that we were
gonna get dragged back there

- one way or another?
- LARA: Wait, you're gonna

believe the man who was a jar
of goo five minutes ago?

JAKE: Okay, we're about
to raise the barriers.

Stand back!

Unless anyone has any better
ideas than the jar of goo?

♪

LARA: A Masonic cell? Is this
place strong enough to hold him?

We held the Horseman
of Death in here once.

Should be strong enough.

- Okay, got it. We'll be right up.
- That was Alex and Jake.

They need us in the Archives
right away. They've got

something they need us to see.

Perhaps I could be of more assistance?

I think we've got it under control.

It's just that I would like
to do more for my father.

Shakespeare said, "It is a wise

father that knows his own child."

In my case, the wisdom had
to come to the child, as well.

Your track record
as the good son is a bit spotty.

I-I don't fault you

for being cautious, Jenny Mills.

Just know

that I have been reborn...

in a very literal sense.

I'd like to believe that, Henry,
but I just can't.

Not yet.

I understand.

Not all reawakening is welcome.

At this moment, the Avatar of w*r

is breaking my father's
psyche down, bit by bit,

and soon there will be nothing left

of the man known as Ichabod Crane.

You must reach him before that happens.

Save him.

For that is a rebirth

no one wants to see.

It's a question of which Henry
we're dealing with,

because if it's the Bad Henry,
then he can cause...

...a lot of damage.

We found it like this.

Either the Archives has a serious

raccoon problem...

Or someone pulled
an old smash-and-grab.

You should see this.

Oh, no.

(gasps)

Spare jewelry?

Something slightly more valuable.

The most dangerous magical
items in our possession.

This is still fresh.
We have a chance of catching up

to whoever did this if we act fast.

Yeah, it would help
if we knew what was taken.

Well, knowing our track
record, I'm guessing

it's something that'll give
your nightmares nightmares.

I can figure out what it is,

but it's gonna take time and Crane.

Divide and conquer.
You guys work on this,

I'll get the spellbook.
You said it was in a cabin?

Yeah, Corbin's cabin.
It's where Crane used to live.

Look, no offense,

but your magical know-how
isn't exactly state-of-the-art.

You could end up grabbing
her recipe collection.

LARA: I'll go with her.

I know my way around spellbooks.

You good with that?

(sighs)

Think I can handle it.

You still draw?

Uh, not much.

What about soccer?

Look, I can tell you right now,
my life didn't turn out

anything like you thought it would.

You're angry with me.

I was, for a long time.

I remember learning
you were dead, and feeling numb,

and then angry, and then miserable.

You and Crane had told me
how I was special,

and how I would never be alone.

But I was alone,

and that made me angry again.

And that's when Dreyfuss came to you?

Yeah.

He was kind.

- He-he was my father.
- No, come on.

That's the way that I saw it.

That's why I told myself
that the things that I did

for him were okay,
but now that I'm here,

telling you about all the
evil that I've done...

(sighs)

I know this isn't the life
you wanted for me.

Hey, listen,

the only thing that matters
is that you survived.

If there's anything I've learned
from my time with Crane,

it's that you do not know what's
coming around that corner.

Think you have it all
under control, and then,

one day, a -year-old British guy

shows up and tells you
that your little daughter is

a Biblically-prophesied Witness.

Malcolm told me the Witnesses
was just some story that you...

No, it's not.

It's what you are.

You should know that

by me coming here,
the future has been rewritten.

No matter what happens,
Molly... your Molly...

she won't end up like me.

Thank you for giving her back
her future.

Let's hope it's a future worth having.

JENNY: Thracian Phial,

Jincan venom,

the Egg of Asag.

So that just leaves...

Damn.

What is it?

The Draugur Stone.

A Norse artifact
that can raise the undead.

Undead? Kind of like zombies?

(whooshing)

Exactly like zombies.

What'd I tell you? Nightmares.

I've seen a drawing of this before.

At Dreyfuss' cabin.

He must have sent his
demonic gofer to retrieve it.

So in addition to everything,

Dreyfuss can now harness
the power of the undead.

Harness.

That's what he's doing.

Dreyfuss is charging up artifacts

to raise the Horsemen.

The final totem left is Death's Axe.

What if Dreyfuss wants to harness

the power of the undead
to charge the axe?

JENNY: A charged axe

would allow him to revive
the Horseman of Death.

He would need to raise
bodies with strong

spiritual ties to the Horseman.

Uh, family, relatives.

Followers.

The Horseman used to command
an elite group of Hessians,

mercenaries whose devotion to him

bordered on fanatical.

Where might these Hessians be?

They all drowned

when Washington sank
their boat in the Hudson.

(water gurgling)

They were on their way
to launch an att*ck.

An att*ck on Sleepy Hollow.

(grunting)

What's this spell book look like?

A book with spells in it.

Very helpful.

Okay, I think I got something.

Here.

"Incantantio Separatio."

Spell for separation.

This must be it.

Problem?

Let me guess. It's insanely difficult

and requires some
impossible-to-find ingredient,

like tears of a unicorn
or dragon's spleen.

No, it's actually fairly simple.

It's basically just a ritual
to reach into someone's mind

and communicate with a trapped spirit.

I could do it right here.

The hard part isn't the spell,

it's convincing the imprisoned
soul to come back to our world.

Crane's made it back
from situations like this.

He can do it.

Okay. All I need is, uh,

something that holds a piece
of his essence.

Like a piece of clothing? A photo?

Or you.

The soul of a loved one

can create a powerful psychic bridge.

Okay.

What do we do?

Okay, we got to clear a space.

Oh, and dragon spleens?

You definitely don't want
to mess with that stuff.

Totally messed up a friend of mine.

You're joking, right?

Yeah, I am.

You always were easy.

JOBE: I thank you
for lending me your energies.

Now you are free

to answer your master's last call.

Will you at last
bring death to Sleepy Hollow?

(roaring cheers)

JAKE: So, zombie Hessians are
gonna wipe out Sleepy Hollow?

That's what the undead usually do:

try to finish their
unfinished business.

Okay.

Greek fire rounds.

All of the pop of the
unquenchable mystical flame,

but in projectile form.

These should take out the Hessians.

And so, what's the catch?

These are all we've got.

Make every sh*t count.

Right, so, no pressure at all.

Hey, you've got this.

Trust me,

I've seen what you can do.

That's right, we got this.

Yeah, we'll... just... let's go.

(reciting in Latin)

DIANA: Who are you?

Ichabod Crane.

Is this Agency ?

- ...in a dream.
- DIANA: Dreams.

I ask if it bothers you,
you just change the subject.

CRANE: Molly shall know no fear.

DIANA: That's what we are,

a team.

♪

Crane?

I'm here to get you out.

CRANE: Get out!

You can't be here!

I'm afraid! He'll come for me.

Go away!

This is some kind of
transformation chamber.

A chrysalis created inside your psyche,

so all of this has been
constructed in your head.

CRANE: Get away from here!

What do you want?
He's going to hurt us!

The voices are anger,

disgust, fear.

Primal emotions.

At this moment, the Avatar of w*r

is breaking my father's

psyche down bit by bit.

You are being deconstructed.

Easier for the Horseman

to take over your soul
if you're in pieces.

Okay, so...

how do we put Humpty
Dumpty back together again?

(metal clanks)

(grunts)

CRANE (echoing):
He's here, he's here...

He's here! He's here!

He's here. He's here. Yeah, no kidding.

He's here, he's here.

He's here!

JAKE: So are these
zombies slow or fast?

JENNY: They ain't slow.

ALEX: But you b*at them before, right?

Yes, barely.

(snarling in distance)

Go, go, go.

Okay, don't engage until they're close.

Take it one sh*t at a time.

And remember,

watch each other's backs.

- ALEX: Okay.
- JENNY: Ready?

(g*ns cocking)

Now!

Is that it?

Did we get them all?

(laughs)

Messin' with the Hessians.

Am I right?

- Huh?
- Shh.

(footsteps approaching)

You had to say something.

Why has there always
got to be a round two?

Crane, the Horseman is trying
to make you lose yourself.

Remember who you are.

I remember how you were
there for a confused girl.

I had forgotten, but not anymore.

I remember you.

You are Ichabod Crane.

(groans)

(coughs)

(gasps)

Lara?

There's something else, Crane.

Another reason why you
can't let this bastard win.

It's this bond between us.

I tried to forget it,
but it's part of who I am.

I guess I've always known,
even when Malcolm told me

that it wasn't real.

You and I...

we are the Witnesses.

Yes, we are.

All right.

All right, all right.

All right, rest here.

Mom always said you had a
flair for the dramatic.

Yes, well, your mother is incorrigible.

(chuckles)

And thanks to you,

I am no longer bound
to the Horseman of w*r.

So why are we still here?

Not that the inside of your psyche

isn't comfy and all.

Before I fully disengage
from the Horseman,

I want to use his power
for one final deed.

(breathing unsteadily)

All right, all right.

"And if any man will hurt them,

"fire proceedeth out of their mouths

and devoureth their enemies."

Hey, I remember that.

In the Bible, about the Witnesses.

You-you told me that at my birthday.

Do you remember what
I told you it meant?

Yeah.

That I'll never be alone.

(gasps)

(panting)

Are you okay?

I think so.

Crane... did you reach him?

Yes. He's free.

Oh. Okay.

And he told me to tell you something.

He told me that you
should let Molly have

that new cell phone that
she's been asking for.

- He did, did he?
- Oh, yeah.

And those earrings. The big...

Yeah. I know the ones, yeah.

He said he had
something to take care of.

- I'm out.
- Me, too.

Look out.

(horse neighs)

(horse snorting)

- (pained groans)
- Crane?

Crane...

- (groans)
- Are you all right?

Yes, yes.

I am pleased to see all of you.

Same. Now how the hell did you do that?

Lara and Agent Thomas.

They succeeded in freeing my spirit

from the clutches of the Horseman.

But before I fully
divested from the avatar,

I took advantage of its
power to come to your aid.

Wait, so instead of the
Horseman controlling you,

you were controlling it?

As they say, turnabout is...

- Is freaking awesome!
- (others chuckle)

Close enough.

So does this mean w*r's gone for good?

I fear not.

I can still faintly
hear its siren call.

Which means it has not
left this earthly plane.

Three guesses who's going to be trying

to get it back in the game.

Malcolm, there is a problem.

Crane's allies were
able to release him.

He is no longer the Horseman of w*r.

How, Jobe?

Not to fear.

w*r's spirit was not destroyed,

it was but separated from Crane's.

It can be recalled, provided
you have the right host.

One whose soul has already
been primed to be the Horseman.

Perhaps I'll do.

(Dreyfuss laughs)

Jobe, what, uh...
Who the hell is this guy?

Malcolm, allow me to introduce to you

Henry Parrish,

son of Ichabod Crane,

and former host to the Horseman of w*r.

"Rightful."

The word he is looking for is

the rightful host for
the Horseman of w*r.

Thank you for freeing me
from those unpleasant quarters.

- Don't mention it.
- Jobe, Jobe...

Jobe, Jobe. (chuckles)

Uh, you seem to be
saying, "Hey, Malcolm,

"this random man out of the woods,

this is Crane's son."

As if we've got every
reason in the world

to trust Crane's son.

Henry Parrish is not on the
same team as his father.

Though I do play the part rather well,

if I say so myself.

"I-I mean you no harm.

"I was conceived out of
Ichabod Crane's memories...

"...and-and as such, I am the son

that he chose to remember."

What fools these mortals be.

Henry, is it?

I think this is the beginning

of a revolutionary friendship.

What do you say we go inside
and have a little chat, huh?

Would you care for a drink?

Oh, would, uh...

would you happen to have hot tea?

Oh, Henry, you know,

I have a sneaking suspicion
that can be arranged.