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Skybridge. You are nothing without me.
Jimmy!
Dom's dead.
Don't use me.
Jesus H. Christ.
You've never really been there.
How is Jenny? Is she okay?
King Francis Theater. It's the only place I can think of that Herschel might go if he thought she was still alive.
You don't like a puccini.
I need you to tell me where my son is.
Right now.
Don't you bullshit me.
I'm not playing your games.
Look around.
You see him?
He has to be here.
Where else would he be if you weren't looking for her?
I wouldn't know.
You're lying.
I mean, tell me where he is.
I'll cut off tiny pieces of you.
One by one.
Starting with your toe.
And maybe he will do help you.
I'll do help you.
I'll do it.
I'll do it.
I'll do it.
I found what I could.
She's still breathing okay.
It means her body's still fighting the infection, I think.
And once she's better, we can...
Once she's better, she's going straight home.
I found this in an old donation box.
My first wife, Lucille, she had cancer.
I was basically her stay-at-home nurse, you know.
I would wake her up every morning and get her cleaned up, get her dressed.
Towards the end there, I was having to run machines and monitors.
You know what intubation is?
Yeah, me neither.
I wouldn't tell her I had to figure out a ventilator.
Sounds like she was lucky to have you.
No, see, I was a selfish piece of shit.
I failed her.
But God, man, he gave me a second chance, you know, with a smart, sexy, take-no-shit, grab-me-by-the-balls kind of gal.
You know what I'm talking about.
Yeah.
Annie.
Well, we had a little boy, biggest, brightest, mischievous grin you've ever seen.
And when he laughed, oh, my God, he could wait.
I failed her.
I failed them both.
But God, he, uh, he keeps giving me second chances.
And I got no fucking idea why.
What is this?
That's for burns, I think.
It probably wouldn't help, but I figured...
Where the hell did you get it?
Is this yours?
Yeah.
He said you were looking for medical stuff, so...
What else you got?
No, I...
I'm talking medicine.
I got all this out of the hospital, but what I was really looking for was pills.
There's a story.
It's been going around for a while.
All right, let me hear it.
When shit was getting bombed out, the city was kind of crazy.
Some hospital nurse was going around grabbing up all the meds she could find, stashed them in the third floor operating room.
Old shit's better than no shit, so...
You're talking like antibiotics, yeah?
Yeah, sure.
Whatever you're looking for, but it's just a story.
All right, what hospital?
Lots of people have gone looking, but no one's ever come back out.
What hospital?
The elevator still works.
I mean, instead of transporting freight, it's more of a lookout.
You was much nicer from above.
And you figured he would come here?
Well, the damma asked me to restore it for him.
Provide him with his own personal space.
Novidan, novi pocetak.
New day, new beginning.
Was that before or after you cut off his toe?
That was for her.
And you just did whatever she asked you to?
I wasn't the only one.
When she explained the reasons for kneading the toe, your son,
he gave it to her, willingly.
He let me cut it off.
You're tired.
You need sleep.
I'm good.
There is another place.
A safe house.
What kind of a safe house?
It's a place only the damma and I knew about, but I showed it to him once.
She had told him to go there.
It's a shit that will hit the fan, as you say.
Not that it would be easy.
And what does that mean?
We'll see when we get there.
You're sure about this?
Yeah.
Look, just check her lungs, her vitals.
And if she wakes up, she is not going to know where she is or who you are,
so you be ready.
Very likely, she is going to kick your ass a little.
Oh.
Okay.
Why are you doing this?
Will you just ask me?
No, no.
I mean, why are you helping me?
Why are you helping her?
I, uh, don't have a lot of experience of the world, of other people.
I'm sure you could tell.
Well, I was ten when it happened, but I don't remember anything from before.
Or anyone.
It's just a big blank.
I guess, even if I don't remember, it's nice to remember.
I guess, even if I don't remember, it's nice to remember.
You take care of her.
Top floor has been furnished with food, water, weapons.
But the bottom floors are insurmountable.
So, in order to get up, we must traverse the bridge.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
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Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Up.
Another one.
You set all these traps and you don't remember where they're at?
Huh?
It's a lot to remember.
Yeah, too much, it seems like.
Careful.
This one will be taking a little more effort.
Keep still.
They call it the fear of heights.
It's not really about the heights.
It's the fear of the compulsion to jump.
I've always wondered, is it genetic or is it shaped by the events of life?
If you have lost someone?
Everyone.
It's only natural to want to follow them down into the darkness and end the pain.
Or maybe just see them again.
Or maybe just see them again.
I've always wondered, is it genetic or is it shaped by the events of life?
Or is it shaped by the events of life?
If you have lost someone, everyone, it's only natural to want to follow them down into the
darkness and end the pain.
You're telling me that my son got past all this?
You underestimated him.
You underestimated him.
Oh, boy.
I know the way.
Oh, boy.
I know the way.
Hmmm.
Uh-oh.
I looking for you.
I have to find a room in my room.
Ah!
Bloom.
Very beautiful.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
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Okay.
Here we go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
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Hey.
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two days.
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Let's go.
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