03x06 - The Heavens Fall

[bunniefuu]

I don't belong on this team.

I'm not like the rest of you.


I need you to come to New York.

It's the Widow.

Jocelyn infiltrated the Widow's
organization for months.


I do now.

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO]

♪ Protect at all costs ♪

♪ Protect at all costs ♪

♪ Protect at all costs ♪

♪ Protect at all costs ♪

- [BELL DINGS]
- ♪ Pop, pop, pop, pop ♪

♪ Protect at all costs ♪

That's my girl right there.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[VOLUME DECREASES]

I don't like being summoned.

- This isn't how the Widow does business.
- No?

Well, that's how Dante
Warwick does business.

In a barber shop?

Wherever the hell I want.

H... H...

I... I'm sorry, Mr. Warwick.

It's okay, boo.

♪ ♪

Aghh!

[GASPING FOR AIR]

You cut Dante Warwick?

Cut me now, bitch!

Cut me now!

Aghh... ow!

Nngh!

[PANTING]

Take him in the back. Clean him up.

[WHIMPERS]

I need him to finish my shave.

Are you done playing games?

I have better things to do.

[CHUCKLES]

Atta girl. Stay cool.

Do we have a deal or not?

You want your money?

Then where's the Widow?

For all intents and purposes,
I'm the Widow.

You give us the cash and I make a call

and a container from West Africa

gets unloaded from the ship in Newark

with your name on it.

No customs, no problem.

♪ ♪

[SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY]

Nah.

I give you the money,
you give me my heat.

Same place, same time.

FRANK MARLOW: Stay tight on this, Jocelyn.

You're not meeting him at the port.

- Not gonna happen.
- [LAUGHS]

I ain't just handing some
bitch bands with no product.

Dante...

I need someone there I can trust.

And I don't trust the Widow.

You're in the gambling, dr*gs,
and prostitution business.

You can't trust anybody.

I trust you.

Do not do this.

Do you hear me?

That's the deal.

Or you can walk your white
ass right out that door.

♪ ♪

Fine.

I'll be there.

See?

I knew you were my girl.

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I've been under months.

Dante Warwick hasn't made me.

Or, you've been under months

and you've got target blindness.

The only one here with blindness is you.

This is exactly why
you have a handler...

So there's someone
there with clear eyes.

Again with the clear eyes.

Frank, I worked my ass
off to make Dante trust me.

And now he does.

How do you know that?
Because he says he does?

Everyone is lying all the time.

How many times have I told you that?

Look, maybe my judgment is clouded,

but so is yours.

Jocelyn, listen to me...

Sometimes, these things go wrong.

And when they go wrong,
they go very wrong.

We do what we do we, and,
sometimes, the heavens fall.

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His name is Leon Riggs.

He was arrested in an
underground gambling ring.

He's offering information about Frank

in exchange for his freedom.

He says Frank's been taken.

Taken?

By Dante Warwick.

I want to talk to him.

Okay. Okay.

I can get an interpreter
here within the hour.

But Jocelyn... Jocelyn...

- [DOOR OPENS]
- Go in with her.

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- [DOOR CLOSES]
- Hey, what the hell is this?

ALEX: It's called sign language.

She said "I'm Jocelyn Turner.

Who are you?"

Which one of you am I talking to?

Me.

"What happened to Frank?"

I heard he was snatched
up outside his car

in the middle of the night.

Look at me when you're talking!

Listen, I'm sorry, lady.

This is mad confusing, yo.

Just look at her, okay?

"Why should I believe anything you say?"

I work for Dante Warwick. That's why.

"What do you do for Dante?"

I find a fish.

People with enough sense to make money

but not enough sense to keep it.

We run games here and there.

I find the rollers and I bring
them over to Dante's tables.

Where is Frank?

I don't know.

People in the streets are
saying that Dante got him.

OWEN: Leon...

[DOOR SLAMS]

I'm Owen Hall,

deputy director of the FBI.

Mr. Big Time.

Yeah, big time.

And you need to give me
a reason to believe you.

Yeah, what do you want?

Prove to me you know something I don't.

You want bodies?

What kind of bodies?

The only kind of bodies there is.

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[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[SIGHS]

That's not Frank.

There's another one over here.

My God.

♪ ♪

Owen.

None of these are Frank,

but they've all been badly beaten.

What kind of hell is this?

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FRANK MARLOW: I don't like this.

We'll give him five more minutes.

♪ ♪

I got a bad feeling. Get out of there.

No. Five more minutes.

I'm not asking. That's an order.

[CLANKING]

[CLANKING]

[CLANKING]

[CLANKING APPROACHING]

[MUFFLED] Oh, my God!

Jocelyn!

[DISTANTLY] Jocelyn!

Oh God, Jocelyn, Jocelyn.

Jocelyn, are you okay?

You're okay. You're okay.

- [RINGING NOISE]
- You're okay, baby.

[SPEAKING MUFFLED]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]

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Then, why'd he do it?

He may have lost some perspective.

Oh, he cracked after the expl*si*n?

Okay, when Dante was
released, Frank went rogue.

He started harassing
him, going off-book.

When's the last time
you heard from Frank?

About / years after
Frank watched Dante walked.

Wait. None of this matters.

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- Jocelyn...
- Jocelyn, I think a strike team

seems a little premature,
don't you think?

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No, no. We can't prove that
Dante kidnapped Frank yet.

We don't even know where Frank is.

And Leon didn't witness anything.

There's no way that we can
link those bodies to Dante.

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Okay, so, two are
runaways, a prost*tute,

three are ex-cons, and one homeless.

They have something else in common.

They're ghosts.

Nobody to report them
missing, nobody to miss them.

Yeah, and buried in an abandoned house,

it's like they never existed at all.

I agree with Jocelyn. We should
bust that place wide open.

- Thank you.
- Okay, okay.

So, where do we send the strike team?

- No, Owen...
- Owen, come on.

No, no. Wait.
- Let's... Let's play it out.

Go ahead.

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Okay, so, is Frank being held there?

Well, it's unlikely, isn't it?

Yeah, so, we arrest a bunch
of people for illegal gambling?

- Hey, guys...
- Which gets us exactly nowhere.

[ALL TALKING]

Wait. Stop!

I can't see you!

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Okay, Joc... Jocelyn, calm down.

Is she running this op?

- No.
- Yes!

- You guys, I...
- Look, Jocelyn, you're too deep on this.

It's too personal for you.

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- That's not what I'm doing.
- Hey. Okay.

Guys!

I just got off the phone
with the medical examiner.

Now, the bodies you all found

were all k*lled by blunt-force trauma,

strangulation, stabbings,
but no g*nsh*t wounds.

Thank you. We know all that.

Here's what you don't know...

They all had a psychoactive
drug called "cathinone"

in their bloodstream.

Bath salts?

There's more.

Each of them had DNA on their
body that wasn't their own...

Under fingernails, between
teeth, inside wounds.

What kind of DNA?

DNA from one of the other victims.

Dante didn't k*ll these people.

They k*lled each other.

♪ ♪

Hey.

You okay?

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What happened with you two?

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Why?

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Well, how was he looking at you?

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Jocelyn, no one here pities you.

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Leon says he brings the fish.

We're the fish.

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Jocelyn, we're all your friends here.

I'm your friend.

Count on that.

Because I'm not the computer
geek who sits back here

while you guys go
out and play dress-up.

What's going on?

I don't want to be sidelined.

We want to run a triangle
at Dante's casino.

Me, McQuigg, and Shelby.

Rich guy, girlfriend, hooker.

What?

How about rich girl,
boy toy, and hooker?

Are you objectifying me?

Who's the hooker?

- Me.
- Me.

Okay, Celine, have you
ever run triangle before?

Yeah, at Quantico.

[CHUCKLES]

We just pulled seven dead
bodies out of a burnt-out house.

This is not Quantico.

You know that I can do this.

Celine's the hooker.

- Come on.
- Why?

Shelby, I need you with Jocelyn.

We all have our bit to do.

Let's light it up.

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You look ridiculous.

You know you love it.

I think this is it. Yeah.

You look lost.

Yeah, we're looking for Leon.

And he knows you?

How else would I know where to find him?

Tell him Sanjana is here.

[MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS]

And who the hell are you?

What's this place normally used for?

[LAUGHS]

♪ ♪

Get Leon out here.

♪ ♪

♪ Feel your eyes, they all over me ♪

Hey, Sanjana.

Hey.

You ready to win some money?

♪ Baby girl, you carry
ten ton a phatness ♪

♪ Gimme some of that ♪

♪ Mixed with the badness,
look how she hot ♪

[WOMAN CHEERING]

All right, I hope you
brought some cheddar.

♪ Hot piece of frame and
me love how you trod ♪

♪ Watching every step of
the pepper the way you got ♪

♪ Stayin' in my brain,
memory cyah detach ♪

♪ Mainly my aim is to
give you this love ♪

[CROWD CHEERING]

Where's Dante?

Upstairs.

Remember our deal.

Whatever happens, I get out clean.

Where's Celine?

SHELBY: Working the bar.

♪ Feel your eyes, they're all over me ♪

- Okay.
- ♪ Don't be shy, take control of me ♪

Shall we get to work?

Yes, ma'am.

♪ No lie ♪

That's everything from his apartment.

There's nothing here.

Credit card statements, medical records,

but no proof that Frank was
investigating Dante Warwick.

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There's nothing here, Jocelyn.

And FBI found no trace
evidence at his place.

Not even a fingerprint.
It was wiped down.

Look, if Dante took Frank,

chances are he took whatever
else he was working on.

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[DEAMN'S "GIVE ME YOUR LOVE" PLAYS]

♪ Give me your love ♪

- ♪ We get lost, we can get high ♪
- OWEN: Chief.

Yo, where can we get in
on one of them cage fights?

Cage fights?

My name's Michael
Kingston... Fight promoter.

This here is my champ... Alvey Westmore.

- You heard of him?
- Nope.

He's gonna be the next Money Mayweather.

and oh.

and oh if you count the guy
in the parking lot last night.

You see? [LAUGHS]

The kid's hungry. He wants to fight.

Who do I talk to?

Look, I just deal cards.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, baby, roll me a winner.

Daddy needs a new pair of boots.

Buy your own boots.

. Craps.

- Ah.
- Damn.

Damn.

I'm all out of cash, sugar.

[SIGHS]

Fine.

- Give me the dice.
- New sh**t in the house.

LEON: Ha ha! Here we go now.

Seven. We have a winner.

Hell yes!

All right, cherry pie, hit that yo-lev.

"Cherry pie"?

Figure of speech.

That's a nice figure.

DEALER: Yo Eleven. Eleven Yo. Winner.

Hell yes.

Here.

Buy yourself a drink.

Throw in the whole
stack and you can have

all you can drink all night long.

Okay, what do you think you're doing?

I'm just tipping the roller.

Oh, tipping the roller?

Sounds like something you
could do with a hooker.

- Ouch.
- Easy, baby.

Don't mess with Lady Luck.

Lady Luck is a whore.

DEALER: Seven. Winner.

Whoo!

That's large.

What's that buy me?

I'll show you what it buys you.

[GASPS]

♪ Never let you go ♪

♪ Give me your love ♪

[GRUNTS]

Ladies, ladies. Calm down.

There's plenty of me to go around.

Thanks for reminding me.

MAN: Compliments of the house.

Thank you.

Take care of your guests, Leon.

Yeah, right this way. Come on.

So... who's this Mr. Warwick?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm not supposed to say his name.

If he's really in charge,
you should tell him

I can play tables like
this anywhere in the world.

But if he wants my money,

he might have to offer his clientele

something a little bit more...

exclusive.

Tell him yourself.

♪ Give me your love ♪

♪ ♪

I'd love to.

- ♪ Give me your love ♪
- Follow me.

That sounds good.

♪ ♪

MAN: red.

Alex is in play.

Roger that.

[INDISTINCT HUSHED CONVERSATION]

I can't take you up there.

Why not?

Dante wants what he wants...

And right now, he
wants Princess Jasmine.

Can you get me up there?

Yeah, I could do that.

Hey, follow me. Follow me.

♪ ♪

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Like in a storage unit.

But there are thousands of
storage units in the city.

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That'll help us narrow the search.

[CELLPHONE BUZZES]

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Jocelyn, are you okay? Who is it?

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I'm on it.

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[HORNS HONKING]

[DOG BARKING]

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[GLASS SHATTERING]

[MAN LAUGHS]

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There's my girl.

[NO SOUND]

[GROANS]

Aah!

[GROANING]

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[NO SOUND]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[NO SOUND]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[NO SOUND]

[BOTH GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[NO SOUND]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[BOTH GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[NO SOUND]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[BOTH GRUNTING AND GROANING]

Come on!

♪ ♪

[CROWD OOHS]

[NO SOUND]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

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[GASPS]

[LAUGHS]

Aah!

Aah, no!

No!

No!

[SCREAMS]

[LAUGHS]

[SCREAMING]

[DOOR SLAMS, LOCK ENGAGES]

[GASPING]

[CRYING]

♪ ♪

Jocelyn...

Jocelyn.

Jocelyn.

Jocelyn.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Where the hell are they?

The strike team pulled this place apart.

No sign of Alex or Celine.

And no sign of Leon.

So, we're leaving here with nothing?

Some gambling and
liquor-license violations...

None of which can be directly
connected to Dante Warwick.

[CELLPHONE RINGING]

What about them?

RYAN: None of them will
even speak Dante's name,

much less give us any
information we can use.

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

OWEN: That was NYPD.

They found a body.

Sanitation workers found her...

Vacant lot near Port Morris.

Injuries were consistent with
the bodies we found earlier.

[SNIFFLES]

Beaten.

Stabbed.

She didn't deserve this.

She fought like hell.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Alex and Jocelyn are not
gonna end up like this.

♪ I was in the trap all night, all day ♪

♪ Tryna get my money
back 'fore the sun drop ♪

♪ I'm paranoid, so my... ♪

♪ 'Bout to run my city, but
I started off on one block ♪

♪ Flex'll drop a b*mb to this... ♪

♪ We be in the projects
every other day, boy ♪

How close do you want it?

Ah.

Don't move.

Come on. Sit back, relax.

[LAUGHS]

What are you?

DEA?

NYPD?

FBI?

Or just crazy-ass white boys?

No, no. We're just tourists
looking for some fun.

Where are they?

Where's who?

The two women who were
last seen with you.

Seen?

Who seen that?

Rakim, you see me with two hoes?

I seen you with a lot of hoes.

[LAUGHS] Rakim can't
even keep track no more.

You k*lled an FBI agent, and
you're holding three more.

Three?

Now you can't even keep track.

Where's Frank Marlow?

You want to live, you're
gonna tell us where they are.

You ain't k*ll me.

Here's your problem...

You got rules, and
you brought those rules

to a neighborhood that ain't got none.

Well, we have an offer for you.

And this offer expires at
the end of this conversation.

You release them and you'll live.

[WHITE VOICE] Well, that's a heckuva deal.

Hm...

let me consider my options here.

[NORMAL VOICE] I don't know nothin',

I ain't got nothin',

and unless you took a picture
of me with your friends,

I suggest you get the
hell up out of here

or finish my shave.

[BREATHING SHARPLY]

ALEX: Listen to me, all right?

If we're gonna get out of
here, I need your help, okay?

So, talk to me.

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I'm so sorry, Jocelyn.

But listen to me, okay?

This is not your fault.

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No.

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He's alive. Okay?

He's alive. We're gonna find him,

and we're gonna burn
this place to the ground.

I promise you.

For Celine.

Okay?

- [KEYS JANGLING]
- [LOCK DISENGAGES]

[GRUNTING]

Aah!

Please!

[GASPING]

[GRUNTS]

It's k*ll or be k*lled.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[BREATHING SHARPLY]

MAN: Aghhh!

ALEX: Stop! We don't have to fight!

[GRUNTS]

Frank?

[CROWD JEERING]

I'm Alex Parrish, from the
FBI, with Jocelyn Turner.

We're here to rescue you.

Jocelyn...

No, no, no.

One of us has to die. That's the rule.

Please.

Please.

Finish the fight.

♪ ♪

You set us up.

Nothing personal.

With Dante, it's always business.

[COUGHING]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

- [CLANGING NOISE]
- [FRANK COUGHS]

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED SOUND]

[EXHALES SHARPLY] Jocelyn was right.

Frank kept all his Dante
Warwick files backed up offline.

He was obsessed.

Look.

He wasn't always a psycho.

Well, Some people are born
with psychological issues.

Chemical imbalances. It's science.

You saw his file. No parents.

Juvenile institutions
with abusive guards.

Begins to paint a picture.

What's that?

Dante's territory.

These lines all have
something in common.

They're all back streets. Narrow.

No stop lights, no traffic cameras.

Ambulances on Bronx streets.

These streets.

AmbuFleet.

Could be how he's moving his dr*gs.

Phone numbers?

Profits.

This is how he moves his money.

♪ ♪

[SIREN BLARING]

- [INDISTINCT YELLING]
- MAN: Hey.

[SIREN CHIRPS]

[YELLING CONTINUES]

You've got to be kidding me.

Yo!

Yo! Break it up!

We got a life-or-death
situation riding in back.

It's life-or-death up here, too.

I'd choose carefully if I were you.

♪ ♪

[DOOR OPENS DISTANTLY]

- [SIGHS]
- [DOOR CLOSES]

I saw Frank, Jocelyn.

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Yes. And all of us are
getting the hell out of here.

How?

I managed to grab these.

Quantico ... Lock picking.

♪ ♪

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Tell me when he circles back around.

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Back.

He's coming now.

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- [GRUNTS]
- [GROANS]

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Let's go find Frank.

♪ ♪

[GRUNTS]

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Come on.

Frank.

[COUGHS]

Come on.

You really came for me.

If I say we're out of
here, we're out of here.

Let's go.

♪ ♪

Jocelyn.

Guys, now would be a good time.

♪ ♪

OWEN: Keep going.

♪ ♪

I'm dropping off.

You heard him.

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If there's a way in,
there's a way out...

And we're gonna find it.

Hey, they are going to hunt us down.

- [MEN SHOUTING DISTANTLY]
- Shh!

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

MAN: Somebody at that exit!

South side.

[GRUNTS]

Now, we have three g*ns.

Well, that's not gonna get
us out of here alive. But...

this might.

Flash bangs?

Yeah.

We have five of them.

They make noise. That's all.

No. They cause blindness and
temporary loss of hearing.

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Exactly.

You...

are our secret w*apon.

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[BANGING ON TRUCK]

We got a problem.

Get out... Both of y'all.

You're late.

Who the hell is you?

I'm the one who robbed him.

What'd you say?

Your delivery crew is
weak. I took them out.

I want to be your new runner.

You let him take you?

I'm sorry, Mr. Warwick.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*n COCKS]

Apology accepted.

♪ ♪

Put this in your ear.

"Don't speak."

"Maintain touch."

She needs to see where we
are at every given moment.

- [g*n COCKS]
- Okay.

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[RINGING]

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[g*nshots f*ring DISTANTLY]

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[RINGING]

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[RINGING]

How many of you are there?

You think you're gonna play me?

Answer me!

FBI! Put your weapons down!

Put your weapons on the ground!

- FBI!
- Drop them! Now!

Put them on the ground! Put them down!

- FBI! Drop your weapons now!
- Put them on the ground now!

- On the ground!
- Lower it.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

There's my girl.

[NO SOUND] _

[NO SOUND]

[NO SOUND]

Jocelyn...

come on. This isn't you.

Get up.

[NO SOUND]

I want you to leave.

What are you talking about?

Please.

Leave.

Jocelyn, I'm gonna get
you out of this bed.

[SIGHS]

[MARKER SQUEAKING]

And then, we are gonna
get Dante together.

[LAUGHS]

What's so funny?

[NO SOUND]

Leave.

You just need time.

[NO SOUND]

What do I need?

All you need...

I need my hearing back.

And that's never gonna happen.

All you need...

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Rules are rules.

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I don't belong on this team.

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[EXHALES]

Thank you.

You saved my life.

Are you gonna be okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

You?

[SIGHS]

I k*lled her.

She was my responsibility,
and I k*lled her.

And you're my responsibility.

So, I'll say to you
what you said to me then.

We do what do we do...

and sometimes, the heavens fall.

♪ ♪