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Ladies and gentlemen,
I am sorry to report

that the kitchen has run out
of decaffeinated grounds.

So if you were planning to have
coffee with your dessert,

fair warning, it will be fully loaded.

I would also like to share

that we are arriving in Vienna
in a little under an hour.

As we reach port,

we must say auf wiedersehen
to our journey.

Oh. Uh...

I'm so sorry, everybody.

Apologies, everyone.
Please have a drink.

I will be one moment,

and I will investigate
what has happened.

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Please just take
whatever you want, but...

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Are you all right? You all right?

Anja! Oh, no!

Anja, talk to me. Talk to me.

Oh, God.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, Jesus.

Somebody help! Oh, God.

Oh, no, no.

Please, baby, stay with me.

Stay with me.

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Don't be shy. Show them to me.

Kérem.

- Oh, you said please.
- Yes, I did.

Be nice.

These are really good.

I'm an amateur.

Amateur. I'm very impressed.

Oh.

Uh-huh, uh... mádar.

Mm-hmm, bravo.

Virág.

Look at you.

If you would like to see
some actual art,

there is an exhibition tomorrow
at the Szepmuveszeti Museum.

We could go together.

I can get us in for free.

I have friends all over the city.

You are tapped in.

Yeah, if that's what
that means, then yes.

I am tapped in.

I would love to, but I have to work.

Logging parts at the airport?

Call in sick.

It's not that simple. Um.

I work for the FBI.

Oh.

When people ask,
I tell them a made up job

to stop further questions.

I don't know what that says about me,

but I don't want
to ruin this based on a lie.

And I told you when
I didn't know you that well.

Take the day off tomorrow, please.

For me.

I have to go.

I'll see you next week.

Hey.

- Vo's still stateside.
- Yeah.

That trial she's testifying in
got pushed.

Less than an hour ago,
an American-owned river cruise

was attacked by armed men on the Danube.

Assailants boarded as the ship
was sailing into Vienna.

Reports indicate that two gunmen

and a third accomplice helped
them escape on a getaway boat.

Casualties?

One passenger killed, four wounded,

a young Polish girl
is in critical condition.

Anja Wosniak, nine years old.

- Motive?
- None yet.

Authorities aren't sure
if this was a botched robbery,

a hit job, or an act of terrorism.

Jaeger?

Up to speed, en route to Vienna.

All right, Raines and I will
meet her at the crime scene.

Start interviewing witnesses

including that little girl's parents.

Leon Bauer. I'm the captain of the ship.

You are American law enforcement?

Scott Forrester, Andre Raines.

We're with the International
Ops Division of the FBI.

Being a U.S. company, Valhalla Cruises

falls under the bureau's jurisdiction.

I understand.

There are many nationalities
on this vessel.

An assault like this,

a lot of governments
are looking to get involved.

I don't know what it is
that they were trying to steal,

but I learned the hard way
that it wasn't cash.

Anything of significant value aboard?

A central vault they
might've been after?

Each guest room has a private safe,

but it would take ages for the
attackers to go room by room.

We'd like a list of crew
and all passengers.

I'll get a manifest.

Witnesses and ballistics
lead us to believe

they used EVO 3 submachine guns.

Not easy to trace.

Austria, the 14th most
armed country in the world.

Not to mention Vienna's black markets.

Precisely. My people do what we can.

Hey, check out the spray pattern.

All over the place.

There and there.

- Defensive fire maybe?
- Possibly.

Looks like most of it could've happened

while the shooters retreated.

All in a span of a couple of seconds

as if their plan fell off the rails.

- So what were they after?
- Don't know.

Excuse me. Come with me, please.

My crew found their private
lockers like this.

We'll take an inventory.

If anything was taken, we'll share it.

Security cameras?

Not on this side of
the ship. Budget cuts.

Believe me, plenty have
taken it up with the CEO.

He simply doesn't care.

These ransacked lockers

are the closest thing we have to motive.

Mm-hmm.

How soon can we get Tank here?

For the last two years,

all Anja would talk about
was the Danube.

She wanted to see
the castles on the riverbank.

They said one of her organs
is perforated...

No.

And she needs another transfusion.

We will find who did this.

So why aren't you out there
looking for them?

Each passenger's
vantage point is unique,

which is why we're
interviewing everyone.

The smallest piece of information

can break open a case.

We're trying to determine
what they came for.

Money, jewelry.

No, they didn't have a chance
to take anything.

- Not from us.
- Like we told the police,

they spoke to each other in German,

separated guests from crew.

When the first passenger
fought back, he was killed.

Everything after that turned into chaos.

What can you tell me about
the man who fought back?

We'd seen him throughout the week,

but he kept to himself. He was quiet.

I keep asking myself,
if he had just done nothing,

would we even be here?

We have analysis from the manifest.

Passengers were tourists from all over.

No criminal records, no political ties,

just people on vacation.

So none of the victims
are high profile targets.

Closest one to raising any eyebrows

is this man, Joseph Corbin.

A French investment banker
travelling alone.

Witnesses say that he charged
at one of the gunmen,

taking a fatal gunshot wound to
the stomach for his troubles,

but he seemed to derail
the bad guys' plans.

They fled soon after.

Well, why is a finance guy
going full John McClane?

Fight or flight? The weird thing is,

every country's working to claim

their nationals' innocence in it,

but France hasn't done that with Corbin.

Okay. Find out why.

The inventory of the crew
lockers was completed.

Nothing was stolen,

so we're still without a motive.

Now the guests said
that the robbery crew

were arguing with each other
as they retreated.

Maybe they didn't find
what they were looking for.

They headed for the lounge
right after those lockers,

so they were clearly
on the hunt for something.

- Or someone.
- Mm-hmm.

Do we have a proper headcount

in the lounge during the attack?

The passengers are accounted for,

but there were a few staff below deck.

I'm looking into them next.

Unfortunately,
the company didn't conduct

background checks on its employees,

so we're diving into shallow waters.

All right, start with the captain.

These things tend
to trickle down from the top.

Mm-hmm.

- Hey.
- How's it going?

Rough. Girl's hanging on by a thread.

Okay, well I just got notified

Valhalla's American CEO

is scheduled to land
within the next hour.

He's headed to their corporate offices.

- On my way.
- All right, I'll text you

the background that
we've pulled together so far.

- Okay, thanks.
- Bye.

The world's changed, you know?

The pandemic crushed our business.

We spent millions convincing people

that cruises are safe again,
and now this.

I mean, it was an anomaly, right?

I mean, this isn't Mexico.

It's freaking Vienna.

Shooters like this
shouldn't happen here.

If the gunmen weren't after
something material,

they could be making a statement.

We are in the tourism
industry, all right?

What kind of statement
are they trying to make?

Could anyone on the inside

have a grudge against the company?

What, like some kind
of employee vendetta?

You've been cutting staff
and lowering wages for months.

You've already looked at our financials.

Look, yeah, we made
a few cuts last year.

Like forgoing proper
surveillance onboard.

Or failing to conduct

background checks on your employees.

Do you know how much turnover we have?

And how much
pre-employment screenings cost?

We need money coming in,
not money going out.

The captain of a ship,

he's responsible
for who makes up his crew.

Leon Bauer in this case.
How well do you know him?

I don't know.

He's been with Valhalla for a decade.

He runs a tight ship.

Never gave me any reason to doubt him.

A deeper dive into our ship's captain

shows he's been hit with
some cash problems lately.

A reverse mortgage on his home, divorce,

custody battle for his two kids,

Bauer's got a lot on the line.

Nice work. Let's bring him in.

And I have an update
on our French banker.

Background on Joseph Corbin
led us to a dead end.

His passport is fake.

France has no actual record he exists.

That he was a banker just came from

what he told other passengers.

Our victim is a John Doe.

All right, let's widen the net

to other European countries.

See if somebody's government can ID him.

Tank's on the scene.

Tank. Such.

Good boy.

Not trying to judge
people's idea of a good time,

but that's a lot of kidney beans.

The can's sealed.

Good boy.

Good boy.

A kilo stashed in every can.

There must be millions worth
of heroin on board.

Hi, guys.

This is Thomas Richter
with the United Nations Office

on Drugs and Crime. He's an old friend.

The UNODC monitors activity
on the waterways.

As you know, rivers are
an increasingly popular route

for traffickers
to operate across borders.

- May I?
- Yeah. Come on.

Ah, Balkan cartel.

This stretch of the Danube
is considered their territory.

All right, so the Balkan cartel

is smuggling their drugs
onboard a tourist ship.

Third party robbery crew
finds out about the stash,

they roll up on the ship before it docks

to rip off the cartel.

They just didn't know
where the drugs were hidden.

They tossed the lockers. Not there.

Then they storm the lounge

looking for someone
to tell them the hiding place.

What kind of guys think
they can hit the cartel

and get away with it?

Territorially speaking,

the Balkans have plenty of enemies,

rival organization, Italians, Dutch.

Anja's parents said
the gunmen spoke German.

What if it's a local gang?
Small operation.

Looks like Raines might've uncovered

why our good Samaritan got in the way.

Real name: Marko Horvat
from Croatia, not France,

working for the cartel
to supervise the shipment

- posing as a guest.
- There you go.

He wasn't trying to save lives,
he was protecting the drugs.

The cartel would not forgive him

if he went down without a fight.

That's one mystery down. Here's another.

Like Kellett said, who
were they trying to find

to tell them the location
of these drugs.

The captain?

He's in charge of day to day operation,

and he's strapped for cash.
Might be getting a cut.

Yeah, but they had him.

They smashed him in the face,
and they let him go.

Well, whoever is involved
must be sweating now.

The Balkan cartel will not
be happy about this seizure.

Who said seizure?

For now, we keep this
discovery under wraps.

It stays off channel
as if it never happened.

As far as the cartel are concerned,

the local police are clueless

about a drug smuggling angle here.

We don't want to scare
away any big fish.

- Wunderbar.
- All right.

Hey, there's a member of the
ship's crew worth another look.

Sebastian Klein.

He wasn't in the lounge
during the attack,

but his job, kitchen inventory.

He's had the position for six months

and it's the only place on board

where he'd be unsupervised.

Local police instructed the crew

to stay onboard until
they finished questioning,

but when they called
Sebastian's name, he's gone.

Not in his cabin,
not in the holding pen,

- disappeared.
- Hmm.

Illegal gambling, possession, theft.

No way a guy with his record
gets hired on a luxury cruise.

He's a liability.

Except Valhalla was skimping
on background checks.

Yeah, still, the captain
would have to sign off

- on a red flag like him.
- Yeah.

But what if there's a reason
the captain is colorblind?

They're brothers.

You never disclosed
that you hired your brother

on the kitchen crew.

Half-brother, technically.

From the jump, you haven't
been honest with us.

And you didn't disclose it
to Valhalla, either.

I'll tell you why.

One look at his record, he's un-hirable.

It's complicated.

Yes, my brother is impulsive, chaotic.

He's been arrested a few times.

Every time he disappears,
I worry that we'll be fishing

him out of the Danube,
but the stupid idiot is family.

I care about him.

When trouble finds him, I tell him

he can always come to me.

I mean, do you turn your back
on your family?

So you what, pulled some strings,

- got him a job on your boat?
- Yes, to keep him close to me.

The easiest, safest job on board.

I mean, it's hard to screw up
inventory, even for Sebastian.

Well, he found a way, didn't he?

What?

The gunmen were never targeting

the passengers in the lounge.

They were looking for your brother.

Why?

We found 20 kilos of heroin
aboard your ship

under Sebastian's watch.
Now, a ship carrying

that kind of weight
is an easy target to attack,

and I couldn't help but notice

that you have incentive
to carry that product.

Your ex-wife bleeding you dry.

My personal problems
are between her and me.

We'll sort it out like we always do

for the sake of the children,
but doing something like this

would jeopardize everything.

My children mean the world to me.

Sebastian has been
in the wind since the shooting.

If you know his whereabouts,

now would be a good time to speak up.

I have no idea, I swear.
Check my phone records.

I've tried to reach him.
He won't pick up.

All right.

Settle in.

I'll let you know if we
have any more questions.

- Scott.
- Yeah.

A thought crossed my mind.

Sebastian might've contacted
different cities

to help him traffic along the river.

Someone who not only speaks
the local language,

but knows the ins and outs of the city.

And which wheels get the grease.

A third party company
provides additional crew

for the vessel at a port...
it lets Valhalla

contract out locally without
calling them employees.

The ship was in Budapest
one day before the attack.

And somebody from
this company boarded it.

It's possible Sebastian
had an accomplice.

Somebody not listed on the manifest.

Well, the ship's gotta have
a log of who set foot on board.

- I need a name.
- Okay.

All right, so I did some digging

on Sebastian's gambling habits.

Turns out he has a reward card

at the local casino, the Riviera.

UNODC has that place branded

as a front for the Balkan cartel.

That's how he got mixed up
with the traffickers.

The way the Danube cuts through Europe,

the cartel had a built-in
pipeline with the ship.

Sebastian had free rein
to make his drops.

It still doesn't answer
who came on board

- and shot up the ship.
- No, but it suggests

that when the gunmen
couldn't find the drugs,

they went looking for the
next best thing, Sebastian.

Mm-hmm, he's our guy,
and my gut tells me

he's our missing link to the shooters.

I got an address.

- Door!
- On it.

Clear.

- Clear.
- Clear.

I want a full sweep...
any clues to where

Sebastian has been, who he's talked to,

or where he is going. Understood?

If he's being hunted by the cartel,

the cops, and the robbery crew,
this place is compromised.

He's not dumb enough to come back.

Well, he was dumb enough

to put his address
on a rewards card, so.

Oh, old school motorcycle GPS.

These devices keep a history
of where the bike's travelled.

Fire it up.

I guess we can also consider him armed.

Great.

Keep Bauer on ice at the station.

We cannot afford to have
both brothers off the grid.

Oh, here we go.

There's a frequently visited
address that keeps popping up.

Sebastian has been there multiple times

in the last few months,
including a week ago.

It's a pub in District 12.
Jaeger and I can scope it out.

- Go for it.
- Okay.

Oh, I just got the name
from the ship's records.

The woman who boarded in Budapest

and stayed off the manifest.
I'll send it to your phone.

Great. Run down if Sebastian

has made any legal firearms purchases.

And now that we know
what we're up against,

it'd be a good idea
to a sweep of the ship again.

See if we missed anything
in Sebastian's quarters.

- Scott.
- Hey, you got a minute?

What's going on? How did you find my...

You been watching the news?
The shootings in Vienna?

No, I... why? What is this about?

Somebody on the Valhalla Cruise

was transporting illicit drugs,

and I know that you got on that ship

when it was docked here in Budapest.

Why?

- Wait, you think I...
- Answer the question.

I do private tours in the city.

The cruises uses my services

for their foreign guests
when they stop in Budapest.

I went onboard to meet them.

You never mentioned private tours.

I speak six languages, Scott.

- A company contracts me out, I...
- You were paid in cash.

So? It's the customer's choice.

Are you working for the Balkans?

What? I don't even know what that means.

I seem to recall you trying very hard

to get me to bail out of work
today of all days.

I wanted to spend time with you.

I feel it's a little convenient

that my first tutor
dropped out a month ago

and you took that spot.

Did you single me out?

What? No.

Why are you acting this way?

Because I have been burned
by everybody close to me.

And this is what you believe?
That I burned you?

You ask me a lot of questions
about my life, Sara.

About my job.

Because that's what people do.

Or do they not teach you
decency at the FBI?

- What were their names?
- Hmm?

The people that you gave the tour to.

- Who were they?
- It was a group.

I don't remember, but I'm sure
I have paperwork somewhere.

Good.

I'll text it to you when I have it,

but you need to leave.

Okay, and you need to stay local

until I get things figured out.

The police say the bar hosts
after hours events some nights.

Unofficial card games,
that sort of thing.

It brings out the crème
De la crème of Vienna.

Here we go.

Herzlich willkommen.

We are looking for a suspect

involved in last night's river shooting.

Sebastian Klein. You know him?

I'm not so good with names.

Nor with faces.

Well, here's another one for you.

Anja, nine years old,

with an intra-abdominal
hemorrhage from a bullet wound.

We think Sebastian Klein
can tell us who did it,

so we'd appreciate it

if your memory
or your vision cleared up.

My thoughts are with her,
but I have a business...

You have the FBI and Europol
already at your door.

My next call is to the Bundespolizei,

followed by the Ministry of the Interior

and the UNODC.

Your business will be closed

before you can snap your fingers.

We have private rooms here in the back.

Last week, I was serving drinks,

and there was an altercation.

He was with a very unpleasant group.

Any names or faces you recall?

You don't want to be caught
staring in a place like this.

When I heard the arguing,
I never went in the room,

but the walls are thin.

There were three of them
speaking German.

What'd they say?

Sebastian owed them something,

but it seemed like he'd say
anything to avoid a beating.

He told them he was transporting product

for a Bosnian cartel by boat.

A river cruise.

He offered to do the same for them.

No charge.

He cut a deal in exchange for his debt?

He tried. They beat him anyway.

They wanted to know where
the drugs were kept onboard.

I heard Sebastian say
something about lockers.

And then these guys
tried to rob the stash

they now knew was on the boat.

Have you seen any of them since then?

- What do we got?
- We have a witness.

Sebastian crossed paths with our gunmen

at the bar I'm standing in right now.

- Were they working together?
- Nein.

Sounds like he opened
his big mouth about

the smuggling operation,

and they went after it
like sharks on chum.

But he was lying about
the drugs' location.

The lockers were a misdirect.

I'm sure barking up the wrong
tree pissed the hostiles off

and bought Sebastian enough time

to seek cover away from the lounge.

He's good at hiding, I'll say that much.

Anything on your end?

I was hoping you could
give me a full run up

on that name that you sent over.

- Sara Szabo.
- Of course.

All right, I'll be back
in Vienna as soon as I can.

Knowing the Valhalla CEO would be here,

I couldn't resist joining you.

The man's been avoiding my calls.

Those ivory towers
must have poor reception.

Armed gunmen came aboard
and shot up my passengers.

All right? Destroyed my property.

Guys, please,

tells these pricks...

That they cannot hold
my boat hostage forever.

We cannot allow this vessel
to resume operation.

Sounds like you're sunk.

This a joke to you?

Hey, I don't think you gain anything

by yelling at a police
officer doing his job.

Okay. All right.

- You see...
- Were you aware Captain Bauer

had his brother working on the ship?

No, it's news to me.

If you were screening crew,
you might know that.

The guy's our main suspect,
and now he's AWOL.

And that's the least of your problems.

If traffickers have infiltrated
your business on these waters,

you could be held liable.

I had nothing to do with this.

I suggest your proof
be airtight in that regard.

I need to call my attorney.

Something wrong?

When we first rolled up,

there was a guy scoping out the cargo.

Gray hoodie. He's been watching us.

It's not Sebastian.

Tattoos indicate he's an
enforcer for the Balkan cartel.

Yup, the dope belongs to his crew.

It's possible he was looking
for our captain's brother too.

Sebastian must be running scared.

It could be a problem.

A guy like that has
nothing left to lose.

I believe you were right.

The Balkans were concerned
about their missing shipment,

and they sent this man to look into it.

Finding Sebastian would've been a bonus.

Could we lean on him?

Soldiers like him take pride
in keeping their mouth shut.

Yeah, that's because he fears

the cartel more than the police.

Still, without compelling evidence,

we can only hold him
in custody for so long.

All right, let him stew.

You're gonna want to see this.

And you think this is Sebastian?

It is Sebastian.

There's an old German game,
Ochs am Berg...

Ox on the Mountain.
We used to play it as children.

It turned into a code between us.

When things go bad,

Sebastian will text
a mountain icon to me.

A reference to the game.

If I send back an ox,
he knows it's not safe.

So your response tells him

whether it's better lie low
or come up for air.

Written exchanges are too risky.

They've backfired on him before.

And what do you text him
when everything is safe?

A mountain back to him.

Do it.

You want me to draw him out of hiding?

Finding Sebastian can lead us

to the gunmen who shot up your ship.

The same ones who put
a nine-year-old girl

on life support, so yes.

All right, good.

- Tell him...
- My flat, one hour.

That's the only place he'd come.

Anywhere else, he'd know
I was compromised.

Forrester and I will
stay close by the target.

Raines, monitor from across the street

in case either the cartel
or the river pirates show up.

- Copy that.
- Anything that you can

get him to say about his involvement

will help him in court.

Show that he did not

premeditate this with the robbery crew.

You see what I'm saying?

Yeah.

In position.

Copy.

He's in.

I started to doubt that you'd come.

Damn it, I told him to stay in place.

- I've lost visual.
- Standby.

I love you no matter what.

I know I shouldn't have said anything,

but these men, they were...

Leon, no.

Sebastian, don't!

Sebastian.

Please don't be happening.
What have I done?

Oh, please, God, no, what have I done?

Get some help. Please.

I don't know what happened.
He pulled out a gun.

He pointed at me.
I just... I just reacted.

- Drop the gun.
- He was trying to kill me!

He was trying to kill me right here!

Bauer, drop the gun!

Is he still alive?

Please. Sebastian.

I know Sebastian. He was at his limit.

Even you told me he was cornered.

Why would he try to kill you?

This is what he would do.
Bring me into his problems.

That's a long way from wanting you dead.

He probably told the Bosnians
that I was involved,

that he was cleaning up their problem.

How should I know?

You were supposed to stand
where we could see you.

You asked me to go in there
and betray my brother.

I was a participant in your plan.

Now he's dead. How is this my...

This is your fault.

Not mine. Yours.

Clearly the guy's still in shock.

We have a self-defense story.

It doesn't feel right.

Play back the wire audio
from before the gunshot.

Leon, no.

Sebastian, don't!

Before the gunshot, what was that noise?

Uh, could be a voice.
Sebastian's, maybe.

Sebastian, don't!

Do have equipment here
that can clean that up?

Mozart, Beethoven, Strauss.

The art of sound is Vienna's legacy.

Of course we do.

Agent Forrester, I'm sorry
I got so emotional earlier.

You know, you didn't deserve
what I said to you.

Honestly, I...

I love you no matter what.

I know I shouldn't have said anything,

but these men, they were...

Leon, no.

- Sebastian, don't!
- Why?

Quiet.

Why?

Your brother's last word was "why".

I don't...

Sebastian was never
threatening your life.

That "why" is the sound of a man

being betrayed by his
own flesh and blood.

- This is crazy.
- Sebastian came to you

with a plan to move
heroin for the cartel.

You signed off on it because
you're drowning in debt.

You needed a cut, and you figured

Valhalla would never find out about it.

They're barely paying attention
to what's going on

on these boats, that much is clear,

except things went sideways.

People died, and suddenly,
you and your ship

were under a police investigation.

And the one person
who could implicate you

was your screw-up brother.

Your screw-up brother who
damn sure would've rolled

once he was sitting in this chair.

So you made sure that he wouldn't,

and that is why you
chose your apartment.

And because you knew where to
stand for an obstructed view.

- This is madness.
- You killed him intentionally.

- He was my brother.
- Mm-hmm.

Sebastian, don't!

See, now all you had to do
was make it sound like

he went for his gun, but he didn't.

Instead, he watched
his big brother, huh?

His protector pull the trigger.

He was your family, and you killed him.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Sebastian, don't!

Why?

Before you decide
to go down with this ship,

think about your two kids.

You murdered their uncle.

Do not drag them through

a long and painful trial
revisiting all this.

Spare them by confessing.

You killed him with intent.

What have I done?

What have I done?

Oh, my God. Thank you.

The doctor said Anja's going to recover.

For when you can see her.

Anja's going to love it.

Did you catch them?

It's happening as we speak.

Multiple suspects were
apprehended earlier

as part of a joint operation
between the United States

and European law enforcement.

The three Austrian nationals
who were arrested

are believed to be directly involved

in Saturday's attack on the Danube river

just outside of Vienna.

The world sees the headline

and will never know the mess behind it.

Well, maybe it's for the best.

New craft beer spot just
opened up down the street

- if you're interested.
- Ooh.

Another time.

The verdict on Sara Szabo. She's clean.

The smuggling was a two man
operation between brothers.

The load-ins occurred under
the captain's supervision.

No accomplices means no liabilities.

I thought this would be good news.

No, I screwed up, Jaeger.

And I'm slowly realizing why.

My entire life,

I have been footing the bill
for what my mother did.

And now good people are getting hurt,

and for some reason,
I refuse to accept the truth.

Which is?

Some people won't burn me.

Our walls are up by design.

With our jobs, they have to be.

I suppose in this case,
it's worth asking,

can you still rebuild what's broken?

60 seconds. That's all I ask.

Doing this job,

you start seeing things differently.

And there very well
might be a reason why

I keep people at bay, but
that was never fair to you.

All I know is the first thing
I wanted to do

was to be honest with you.

And the last thing

that I planned on doing was hurting you.

I crossed a line.

I need a chance.

I need someone stable.

Goodbye, Scott.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I could really use a friend right now.

You got one.

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