Original subtitles

("Body and Soul" by Benny Goodman playing)

(car horn honks)

Extree, extree! Japanese surrender!

Read all about it! Extree, extree!

I love this program.

Yeah, it's really authentic.

You can even smell the automotive exhaust.

I hope the safety settings cover lead poisoning.

So, listen, I keep asking about our trip,

and you keep dodging the subject.

Yeah. It's just gonna be tough right now.

Kel, come on, you have the vacation time.

Just take it. You haven't been off in six months.

We're about to enter an unexplored region of space.

It's not the right time for me to say,

"Okay, I'm taking two weeks off. Bye."

"It's not the right time." You know, you could be

saying that until you're 90 if you don't find some balance.

-(chuckles) -What?

What's funny?

It's nothing, it's just...

I've been on the other end of this conversation.

Kel, are we okay?

I don't know.

What do you want out of this? For us?

To keep growing. Getting closer.

Maybe, someday, get married.

Is that not what you want?

I've been married. I'm in no rush to do it again.

And with this job, it makes the whole idea even worse.

Well, you know, I have a job, too,

and I feel like I make it work.

-Yeah, but... -What?

It's not important.

-No, you can say it. -Say what?

I'm a teacher. You're the commander of a starship.

Your job is more demanding.

I didn't say that.

No, but you were thinking it.

Let me tell you something: You ever...

break two kids up during a loogie fight?

It's way worse than any Krill battle you've ever been in.

I did not imply in any way

that my job was more important than yours.

You've said little things in the past

without even realizing it.

Well, I apologize if I have,

but I don't think that at all.

I have a lot of respect for what you do.

It's just not what you and your ex-husband do.

What? What does Ed have to do with this?

(exhales) Okay, look, forget I brought it up.

Let's just take that trip, huh? We need it.

Cassius, I...

I don't think we should see each other anymore.

Oh, come on, don't overreact to this.

I'm not.

I just feel like we want different things.

You want a marriage, a family, me working less.

And I get that, I really do.

It's just not what I want.

-(comm chimes) -ED: Mercer to Grayson.

Go ahead.

ED: We're approaching Moclus.

On my way.

I have to go.

Can we talk about this later?

(sighs) I don't want to lead you on.

It's not fair to you.

I'm just...

I can't see you.

I'm sorry.

*

ED: Captain Rechik, welcome to the Orville.

We're looking forward to meeting your engineer.

And we want to thank you

for loaning him to us for this upgrade.

No thanks are necessary.

He is gathering his equipment and can begin work immediately.

Locar.

It is good to see you again.

If you are ready to begin the upgrade,

Lieutenant Keyali will show you to engineering.

I will be there shortly.

After you.

Locar is one of the finest engineers on Moclus.

You are fortunate.

We feel lucky to have him.

If you will excuse me, I must return to my vessel

to make preparations for the test.

Let us know if there's anything you need.

Bortus.

How do you know that guy?

He was once my kodashik.

What you would call an "old boyfriend."

*

*

*

We must reconfigure the deflector core

to accommodate the addition of a fifth graviton generator here.

Regulations say the core can only handle four generators.

Yes. I helped write those regulations.

Well, all right, then. Let's get to it.

If everything is satisfactory,

I will leave you to your work.

The engineering staff appears quite competent.

I hope, while I am here,

that you and I will have a chance to talk.

It is unlikely.

I have many responsibilities.

You will excuse me.

Well, like he said, I'm around if you need anything.

I will require assistance

with your security interfaces during the upgrade.

Yeah, we thought you might. I'll be down here for the test

so you don't hit any firewalls.

Very well.

Sounds like you're a pretty big deal back home.

Yes.

(chuckles) Okay. I like the honesty.

By the way, I think we got your food synthesizer

all set up for Moclan cuisine,

but let me know if we missed anything.

I once saw Bortus eat a fork on a dare,

so I'm ready for any request.

I am sure it is sufficient.

I'll see you in the morning.

*

So... did you see Locar today?

I did.

And what did you talk about?

We discussed his mission.

Is that all?

Yes.

Who's Locar?

He is a Moclan engineer.

-Who once had a relationship with Bortus. -Klyden.

There is no reason to hide anything from Topa.

Or from each other.

I am not hiding anything.

It ended many years ago.

What is a relationship?

It is what comes before the egg.

(door chimes)

Locar.

I hope I am not disturbing you.

What do you want?

Bortus, do not be rude. Come in.

I am Klyden, Bortus's mate.

It is good to meet you.

Perhaps you would like to join us for dinner.

That is not convenient.

Nonsense. Sit down.

Thank you.

This is our son, Topa.

Hello, Topa.

Did you and my papa make an egg?

We did not.

You are my only egg, Topa.

Do you have a mate of your own, Locar?

I do not. My work demands much of my time.

It must be very difficult.

I want you to know that I will do my best on the upgrade.

And I hope that we may be friends.

(coughs)

*

We're ready when you are, Commander.

Just another few minutes, Captain.

Emitter levels are stable. Good.

Hey, guys, I brought us some good-luck cupcakes.

Oh, my God, Jenny, those look amazing.

Yeah, see, look, they have little Orvilles on them.

Uh-oh. Tractor beam activated.

It's pulling us in. Oh, no!

The field strength is up over 60%.

What's the phase differential?

.40 radians.

Well within operational limits.

-Locar, cupcake? -No.

-You sure? -I have given you my answer.

Okay.

Your ex seems like a pretty nice guy, Bortus.

(groans)

May I ask why you terminated your coupling?

We were incompatible.

When Moclans break up, is there, like, all that stabbing,

like with the divorce?

No. Each Moclan extracts a tooth

and leaves it with his former mate.

Yeah. I knew it had to be something like that.

Do you still have the tooth?

No. It is given to the next mate.

Uh, let me guess. He eats it.

-That is correct. -Yes! Man, I'm getting so good at this.

-(comm beeps) -JOHN: Lamarr to bridge. We're good to go down here.

All right. Lieutenant, hail the Moclan ship.

Captain Rechik, we're ready to begin the deflector test.

Very well, Captain. We are ready.

Bridge to engineering.

-Raise deflectors. -Aye, sir. Deflectors up.

Look.

JOHN: Damn.

I've never seen the field output that high.

I told you it would work.

Nice going.

JOHN: We'll see.

Ensign, reconfigure the buffers to compensate

-for the higher output. -Aye, sir.

-All right, Captain. Let 'er rip. -Acknowledged.

Lieutenant Malloy, begin standard evasive maneuvers.

Aye, sir.

*

Malloy, don't be cocky.

They have to hit us for the test to work.

Yes, sir. Dumbing it down.

-Deflectors down to 94%. -Not bad.

Mercer to Rechik. Give us a little more.

With pleasure, Captain.

Recalibrating.

Security protocols have engaged.

I got you. Don't worry.

All clear.

LOCAR (over comm): Deflectors at 86%.

*

That was a torpedo.

Hey, guys, no torpedoes, okay? We said no torpedoes.

RECHIK (over comm): My apologies, Captain.

We said no torpedoes, right?

I was right there when we said it.

You were right there.

Uh, hang on.

The starboard emitter array is losing power. It's buckling.

It will reset automatically.

It's dropping fast.

Yaphit, reroute auxiliary power to the starboard array.

Doing it now.

(sighs) It's still dropping.

I'm gonna tell the bridge to abort.

No! It will reset.

Locar, we got 300 people on this ship.

We're not gonna blow 'em up over some test.

Bridge, initiate shutdown.

Wait. Stop. Look.

-KELLY: Lamarr, what is it? -Stand by.

Well, I'll be damned.

The emitters have reset.

Engineering to bridge.

I think we can officially call the deflector upgrade

a big success.

I believe I will try a cupcake.

(laughs)

-(door chimes) -Come in.

Hey. Any updates on the deflector...

What is that?

It's a cookie bouquet... from Cassius.

Is it, like, an anniversary or something?

No, I, uh... I broke up with him.

Oh, no.

Wow, that was really convincing.

Uh, sorry, I didn't mean that to...

It's okay, you don't have to pretend to be sad.

Uh, no, I-I really am genuinely sorry, Kel. That sucks.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. It's...

It's been coming for a while.

May I?

Go ahead.

Hmm.

You know, I may be biased here,

but I think you made the right call.

I mean, if you guys wanted to get married,

that would've been awkward because,

as captain of the ship, I would've had

to perform the ceremony.

Yeah, I'm really tired of people

talking about me getting married.

-(door chimes) -Come in.

Sir, we have an update on the modifications.

Excellent. What is it?

Locar and Chief Lamarr are prepared

to finalize the upgrade on your order.

It will take approximately 48 hours.

That's great. Tell them they can start right away.

Aye, sir.

Wow, these are actually really good.

-Take it. -Seriously?

Yeah.

Hello.

Locar.

What are you doing in my quarters?

I must speak with you.

Look, I don't know how they do things on Moclan ships,

but we don't just barge

into someone's quarters without asking.

I am very sorry to intrude on your privacy,

but what I have to say cannot be said in public.

What is it?

It is... not easy.

Lieutenant...

I am attracted to you.

Okay.

I have made you uncomfortable.

No, just...

confused more than uncomfortable.

I thought...

I mean, Moclans are an all-male species.

There are some... like me...

who are drawn to females.

It is forbidden to express these feelings.

To be found out would mean a lifetime of imprisonment.

Have you ever told anyone?

Only a very few.

And only if...

if I believe the feelings are reciprocated.

Locar, I don't even know you.

I mean, we just met.

I am a fool. Please forgive me.

Well, no, you're not a...

It's just...

This is a lot to lay on someone.

That's all.

Good night, Lieutenant.

(door whooshes shut)

(exhales)

He's sending messages to my comm literally by the hour.

It's out of control.

Ugh, that's got to be so frustrating.

-What do they say? -He wants to talk.

But there's nothing to talk about.

Well, you just got to stay strong.

-He says he wants closure. -Yeah, right.

-He doesn't want closure. -No. No, see, that's something

guys say when they want to get you in a room

so they can try and talk you into getting back together.

Exactly, and in my mind, you know, I'm-I'm just done.

-I'm out. -Yeah.

But the messages keep coming.

And I'm like, "Enough," you know.

"I-I feel horrible that you're upset,

but I have to move on."

Ugh. God, men are the worst. I'm angry just hearing that.

-(comm chimes) -Oh, look, here's another one.

"The day I met you was the day time began."

Oof. Yeah, definitely do not respond. Mm-mm.

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

No, it's all good.

We were just checking out the Ed-Kelly show.

JOHN: Yeah. Word is she and Cassius are done.

Oh, wow. How'd he take it?

Oh, apparently, not so good.

You know, there's something seriously wrong with all of us

when the most stable relationship on the Orville

is Isaac's.

Yeah, man, what's your secret?

Dr. Finn has cautioned me against speaking

too openly about our coupling.

-Did something happen? -GORDON: Oh, yeah.

He was going around the ship asking everybody

what sexual positions are most pleasurable

to biological life-forms.

I was merely attempting to provide Dr. Finn

with the most dutifully calibrated coital experience.

Yeah, no, that's what women want: dutiful coitus.

Hey. I'm trying to eat here.

-Why don't they just get back together? -(scoffs) Good luck.

I mean, I know I haven't been here that long,

but look at them. (laughs)

You can tell they still love each other.

It's... very complicated with those two.

I guess, but I don't know.

The galaxy is full of so many unhappy people.

Why ignore something good?

Hi.

Hello.

How's the upgrade coming?

It will be completed within 12 hours.

Great.

How did you know I was here?

I'm chief of security. I know where everybody is.

Will you go back to Moclus after you're done?

Yes.

It's got to be hard...

living there... feeling the way you do.

For a long time, I had no one to tell.

I tried to hide it,

not only from others but from myself.

Had I not left Moclus, that would still be so.

I'm assuming... your family doesn't know.

The shame would be theirs as well.

They would be ruined.

Tough crowd on your planet.

On Moclus, mediocrity is the only behavior above suspicion.

For you...

it must also be...

difficult.

A Xelayan serving in the military?

It's a little different.

I come from a long line of Xelayans who served.

My family's a bunch of black sheep.

But on this ship, you are alone.

Want to go for a walk?

If we are seen...

We won't be.

We'll be on Earth.

(swing music plays)

(car motor rumbling)

LOCAR: What is this place?

It's a historical program Commander Grayson showed me.

New York City, 1945.

What is its purpose?

Recreation. Some of the humans use these programs

to stay connected to their home planet.

Who are you?

I am Locar.

What's wrong with your head?

-I am a Moclan. -Oh.

This is Betty. I got her for Christmas.

That is not my concern.

-MOTHER: Elizabeth! -Coming, Mommy!

Bye.

(laughs)

Bye. Strange program.

Commander Grayson says it makes her feel less isolated.

You come in here, you hang with some friendly people,

you lose yourself in another time...

you almost forget you're in space.

(laughter nearby)

What are they doing?

TALLA: Dancing.

That is dancing?

Yeah. Why? What's dancing like on Moclus?

It is much less... restrained.

Here, let me show you.

I used to date a human, believe it or not.

Just go with the music and move your feet slowly.

Step toward me... step back...

side, together.

(laughs) Try again.

-Toward me... back. -* There'll be bluebirds

-Side... together. -* Over...

It is very uneventful.

Okay, give me your hand.

Now wrap your arm around my back.

There you go.

It's about subtlety.

Little nonverbal moves your partner responds to.

Try leading.

"Leading"?

Use physical communication to tell me how you want me to move.

* Tomorrow

* When the world is free

*

Was I wrong to do that?

* The shepherd will tend his sheep *

* The valley will bloom again

* And Johnny will go to sleep... *

KELLY (over comm): Grayson to Keyali.

Keyali here. Go ahead.

Can you come to my quarters, please?

Uh, yes.

I'm on my way.

I'll be back.

Enjoy the city.

* The White Cliffs of Dover

* Tomorrow

* Just you wait and see.

*

(door whooshes open)

(song ends)

I know what you are.

Hey. What's up?

Can you please do something about this?

Oh, my God.

(laughs): Hey, hey! It's a party, man.

Let's keep it going, fill the room.

Cassius sent it over.

What's this "it" crap, man?

It's a he.

Sorry. He.

It's a Katrudian.

I know. How did he get him on board?

There was a Katrudian who came in

with the botanical team the other day.

Clearance checked out. Must've been this guy.

Yeah, Cassius and I go way back.

My kids were in his biohistory class on Antares Two.

I owed him a couple of favors. Surprise!

-Okay, this has to stop. -Come on, Kelly,

he wants you back.

Stop being such a dum-dum

and just give him another chance.

Dude, I don't know you, and my personal life

is none of your business.

-Talla, will you please get him out of here? -Will do.

By the way, no offense, but...

(whispers): fire your decorator.

Sorry, that took longer than I thought.

Locar?

What is the location of engineer Locar?

COMPUTER: Engineer Locar

-is not aboard the Orville. -Did he take a shuttle

-back to his own ship? -There is no record

of a shuttle departure.

Access playback for current program

beginning at time index 1701.7.

Security code Keyali-alpha-3-0.

Commencing playback.

* There'll be bluebirds over

* The White Cliffs

-(door whooshes open) -* Of Dover

(buzzing, crackling)

(distorted): I know what you are.

Identify the individual in the doorway.

COMPUTER: Unable to resolve distortion.

The file is corrupted.

*

(distorted): I know what you are.

How was the killer able to shut off the safeties

in the simulator?

We do not know. However, we have determined

that the weapon used was also simulated.

It's the perfect murder.

A holographic weapon that vaporizes its target

and then vanishes. And no body.

TALLA: It doesn't make any sense.

Who would want to kill him?

Isaac and I are trying to clean up the image.

Locar was highly regarded on my ship.

-It must have been one of your crew. -Oh, now, hang on a second.

Before we start making accusations,

let's get the facts.

Bortus, you knew him. Did he have

any enemies that you can think of?

No. I can think of no one

who thought ill of him.

Were there any problems with the engineering staff?

Anyone he rubbed the wrong way?

-Not that I saw. -What was he doing

in the simulator in the first place?

(clears throat softly) I took him there.

What for?

Locar expressed a desire to see me.

Romantically.

What?

That is preposterous!

You are a female!

Why would he wish to mate with you?

He was... attracted to women.

RECHIK: Captain, I will not sit here

and listen to these lies.

It's the truth.

Did you... reciprocate?

(sighs)

What did you do to him?

-What do you mean, "do to him"? -Captain Rechik...

He would not have engaged

in such deviant behavior on his own!

The only thing I did was accept him for who he was.

-Another lie! -Captain, if you'll take your seat...

If you people weren't such a bunch of closed-minded,

-bigoted pieces... -That's enough!

-Commander, they... -Lieutenant!

Wait in my office.

That's an order.

Captain, my apologies.

I promise you we will find whoever did this.

Let us hope the killer is brought to justice.

(door whooshes shut)

*

Look, I understand he confided in you,

but if you were gonna pursue a relationship with this guy,

you might have given us a heads-up.

Captain, with all due respect,

my personal life is no one's business but my own.

Except when it affects the smooth operation of this ship.

ED: Look, nobody's saying this isn't messed up,

and we're not trying to go all HR on you here.

We're just saying you should have told us,

so that we could have helped prepare you and this ship

for any fallout.

I'm sorry if I caused a problem, sir.

Now let me fix it.

I can find the murderer.

I'm thinking I should put someone else in charge.

Why?

Your personal involvement with Locar...

Will in no way affect my job performance.

Nobody gets away with murder on my watch.

All right.

I'll hold you to that. Dismissed.

*

Excuse me? Commander?

You have a minute?

What do you want?

I just wanted to make sure

that there wasn't any awkwardness between us.

I mean, we work closely together.

You have been a selfish fool.

How?

You encouraged a dangerous impulse.

I didn't make him do anything.

He came to me.

(Bortus sighs)

Did you know?

You do not understand the Moclan way.

To you, he was a...

curiosity.

That's a load of crap, Bortus.

I felt something for him.

Was what you felt worth his death?

You know, you're right.

I don't understand the Moclan way.

I don't understand a screwed-up culture

that keeps people from being who they are

under threat of personal ruin.

That will be all, Lieutenant.

I thought you'd be more evolved.

Especially given what they did to your daughter.

I said...!

That will be all.

*

(sighs)

The distortion is integrated into the playback layers,

but I cannot determine which one.

Hmm. What if we rebuild the image,

add a layer at a time?

There is a danger that it could delete the source data.

However, if you wish, I will attempt it.

What the hell? Might as well roll the dice.

We're stumped, anyway.

(beeping, whirring, clicking)

I have found the layer containing the distortion.

I will stabilize it.

(buzzing, crackling)

*

Oh, my God.

*

I did not kill Locar. I swear it.

But you were in the simulator.

-Yes. -Why were you there?

I followed you.

I could see what was happening.

I told him I would not be silent

while he debased our way of life.

-But then I left. -You said all this,

-but you didn't kill him? -That is correct.

Well, then what were you gonna do?

I was going to turn him in

to the authorities on Moclus.

Bortus, you don't have to stay if this is too painful.

My duty comes first, Captain.

All right. So, what do you think?

Records show that Klyden has some training

in the fundamentals of engineering. Not a lot,

but he could have masked the playback

if he'd done his homework.

He had the means, motive, and opportunity.

And he has a prior history of violence on this ship.

Sorry, Bortus.

I understand, Commander.

What is it, Talla?

I'd be happier if he'd confessed.

Well, for now he's our only suspect.

Captain, may I have a word with Klyden alone?

Did you kill him?

No. I promise you I did not.

He disgusted you.

Of course!

Any Moclan would be disgusted by what he is.

Even you.

My thoughts are irrelevant.

However, I believe you.

Topa will be returning home from school soon.

You should prepare his snack.

Very well.

What should I tell him?

Tell him I love him.

*

(door whooshes open)

(door whooshes shut)

(sighs)

-How are you holding up? -All I can say is,

thank God the captain kept me on this investigation.

I haven't had time to process anything else.

I mean, this has to be the most insane thing

that's ever happened on this ship.

One time I almost died 'cause I humped a statue.

-Isaac once cut my leg off. -The captain and commander,

-they got put in a zoo. -And Bortus almost crashed the ship 'cause of porn.

I see.

I don't know, I can't seem to lock into anyone

on board who would have a motive.

The only possibility is Klyden, and...

it smells funny.

He turned off the safeties, he used a holographic weapon

so there'd be no trace, and he covered up all the evidence.

So why is he admitting to being there at all?

You know, there is one thing that's been bugging me a little.

I wasn't even gonna bring it up.

What is it?

Clearing up the distortion in the playback,

-it wasn't that hard. -What do you mean?

Well, there are a bunch more roadblocks

that could have been there, but... they weren't.

Well, maybe he didn't have time or wasn't experienced enough.

I mean, you said his knowledge of engineering was rudimentary.

Or maybe someone wanted you to clear it up.

Wanted us to think Klyden had done it.

Who?

*

(chimes)

Hey.

Sorry to disturb you.

It is all right.

What is the status of your investigation?

I wish I had better news for you,

but Klyden is still the main suspect.

Look, Commander,

I owe you an apology.

You're my superior officer, and...

I was disrespectful and insensitive.

And I'm really sorry.

When I was younger,

I served in the Moclan fleet.

Locar and I met while on the same ship.

The attraction was immediate.

From the day of our gomaskah,

I thought I would be with him for the rest of my life.

What happened?

Our ship was docked at Theta Draconis IV.

As I was the most junior officer,

I stood watch while most

of the crew, including Locar,

took shore leave.

The captain was sympathetic

and took two hours of my watch

so I could visit the planet.

I decided to surprise Locar.

It was there that I found him with a Thetan woman.

I knew it was wrong, but...

I loved him

and I did not want to see him destroyed.

So you've known this whole time.

And there's no room for compassion

or understanding on your planet?

For generations, my people struggled

to survive on a desolate world.

It was only our culture, our traditions

that sustained us.

It is who we are.

Man, if I had to live on Moclus,

I'd probably kill myself.

Then you would shame not only yourself

but your family as well.

All would be banished from Moclus.

On my world, suicide is an unforgivable crime.

Commander,

I don't think Locar is dead.

Captain, I believe what we are looking at

is a simulation.

Th-That's impossible.

The computer verified it as authentic playback.

We are dealing with one of the most brilliant engineers

in the Union.

I think he found a way to fool our computer.

Nobody was murdered here.

Why would Locar go through all this trouble

to fake his own death?

Because he knew his time was up,

that Klyden was going to expose him.

His life was over,

and the only way out he could see

was suicide.

But on Moclus,

suicide means banishment of all family,

and he didn't want them to have to pay for his...

...for his sins.

Since Klyden was the one who was going to ruin him,

he made the perfect scapegoat.

A guilt-free frame job and a clear conscience.

Right now, all of this is just speculation.

There's no proof.

Unless Locar turns up alive.

So where is he?

Still somewhere on board the Orville.

Permission to begin search, Captain.

Go to it.

Your comscanners are gonna be useless.

He's already found a way to mask his biosigns,

so you got your eyes and that's it.

And, remember, this is one of the most brilliant engineers

in the Union, and he doesn't want to be found.

All right?

Let's go.

*

Check the upper corridor and the launch port.

(soft rustle)

You're here, aren't you?

A personal cloak.

Nothing so complex.

By reducing the field radius,

your shuttle's cloaking device can be focused like a lens.

What was your plan,

to slip away at the next outpost?

My brother says,

"No friendship is complete

until your friend turns to you in despair."

I turn to you now.

Leave me.

Please.

I can't do that.

Then you have betrayed me.

If you knew the truth,

why did you not keep silent and let me disappear in peace?

I would have.

I want to.

But there's an innocent man in the brig right now.

Innocent?

His heart is full of hatred, cowardice.

There is no innocence there.

I can't let him go to prison for a crime he didn't commit.

But there is another choice.

Request asylum aboard the Orville.

The captain will grant it.

More hiding.

More lies.

No.

I will go home.

I will face them.

And if I am condemned,

it will be on your conscience,

Talla Keyali.

Please believe me.

I do care about you.

Take me to my ship.

*

*

(sips, exhales)

You know, the more I learn about the Moclans,

the more I see that our differences

go right to the core of our values.

I agree,

but the Union needs them.

Yeah.

But how long can an alliance with a culture like that last?

(sighs)

I'll see you later.

(sighs)

Hi there.

Hi.

I...

noticed you haven't responded to my messages.

I didn't think it was appropriate.

Yeah, Groogen told me what happened.

-Groogen? -The plant.

Oh, right.

Right.

Kel,

are you still in love with Ed?

I'm...

I'm always gonna have love for Ed.

He's part of my life.

That wasn't exactly my question.

It's the only way I know how to answer.

I'm gonna put in for a transfer.

I have a standing offer from the USS Watson

to head up their educational program.

That's amazing.

They're a lucky ship.

It's been...

a pleasure serving with you.

Lieutenant,

I wanted to thank you for what you did.

Bortus told me to put my faith in you.

He was correct.

I was just doing my job.

If you had not done your job,

I would have gone to prison.

I owe you a debt.

You want to repay me,

here's how.

When you see me in the corridor,

walk the other way.

I do not understand.

Locar didn't hurt you.

He didn't hurt anyone.

All he wanted was love.

And yet, because of you,

his life is over,

for no reason except your own prejudice.

So, as far as I'm concerned,

you can go straight to hell.

* Tomorrow

* Just you wait and see

(door whooshes open)

-* There'll be love -(door whooshes shut)

-* And laughter -(sniffles)

* And peace ever after

* Tomorrow

* When the world is free

*

* The shepherd will tend his sheep *

* The valley will bloom again

* And Johnny will go to sleep

* In his own little room again

* There'll be bluebirds over

* The White Cliffs of Dover

* Tomorrow

* Just you wait and see.

*

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