All language subtitles for Last rites (1988) - 720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Geno.

Geno!

Zena.

Jesus, zena.

You're so slow a
fat man can kick your ass.

What fat man ever kicked my ass?

There was fat Eddie who
used to work for manoni.

Forget that.

And that dodge dealer
from Brooklyn heights.

Remember him?

Theresa's brother, the day after the prom.

All right.

How far do you want me to go back, nuzo?

I could go on and on.

Look, Theresa's brother
don't count, all right?

I was in love with her, and
I didn't wanna hurt her.

Oh.

And the others then kicked my ass

'cause you and geno cut in

before I had a chance to finish him off.

For what, your face?

You know something, Mikey?

The trouble with you is
you've got selective memory.

What about the time the Lupo brothers

were chasing you and geno

down flatbush Avenue, huh?

Who took 'em out?

You did.

You're damn right I did.

You ran them over with a t-bird.

So?

What does that have to do
with fat guys kicking your ass?

I don't know, it's gotta mean something.

He'd never seen a stiff before in his life.

He gets nailed right in the
middle of eating a burrito.

Now, he must have gone just like that

because half the burrito's still
hanging out of his mouth.

Now, his eyes are bulging.

The burrito's dangling, and the smell

of his recently relaxed
sphincter is starting

to permeate the room.

Now all this is making the rookie

turn the same shade of
green as old man pazoni.

So what do you think jelly roll does?

Come on!

Oh, no!

You're right!

The fat fuck pulls the burrito out

of the stiffs mouth and eats it.

I swear to god!

Excuse me?

Didn't we meet two years
ago at west palm beach?

It was hot and raining, and we made love

in Nicki's wine cellar.

Jesus Christ!

Yeah!

Don't you remember?

After the Polo match?

We were looking for a
bottle of dom perignon.

The champagne was to
celebrate our engagement.

You proposed that morning
at the skeet shoot.

After I shot a perfect 100.

Uh-uh, you didn't hit a single pigeon.

Not very athletic, am I?

Oh, no.

You were incredibly athletic.

Look honey, your come-on is cute

but you are wasting your time.

Don't tell me you guys are gay.

No, but he's a priest.

So?

You know, nothing is what
it looks like anymore.

He don't look like a priest.

You don't look like a hooker.

And I don't look like a narc.

But I am.

I didn't know that priests
hung out with assholes.

What the hell is wrong with you?

With me?

Yeah.

Michael, you are a priest.

Tell me something I don't know.

Listen, you know, women
used to hit on you,

you used to blush.

Now all of a sudden you like it.

I always liked it.

Jesus Christ!

Listen to you.

Don't you?

Mike, I am not a priest.

You're married.

That's different.

Ah.

You know what I mean.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

It's okay for women to hit
on you, but not with me.

And don't intend to start now.

You know, maybe you don't.

But what about your dick?

Have you asked it what it's thinking?

You're a jibone.

Somebody hit geno.

28 floors above me,

in a $1,000 a day suite, reputed-

28 floors above me, in
a $1,000 a day suite,

reputed mafiosa capo,
geno d'palma lies dead

or dying of these two bullet wounds.

Officer reardon, you
were first on the scene.

Would you describe what you found?

Yeah, sure.

Mr. d'palma was laying on the
floor in a lot of blood.

He was shot once in the
head and once in the dick.

Barb, we're live in 10.

If you can get through
this without saying dick,

prick or balls or nuts,

I will buy you a drink.

You got it.

Officer reardon, you
were first on the scene.

Can you tell us what you found?

Yeah, sure.

Mr. d'palma was laying on the
floor in a lot of blood.

He was shot once in the head

and once in the lower extremities.

Yes, sir.

The minute I saw who it
was, I sent for a priest.

Anytime, inspector.

O'bannon, get a priest.

Get a priest?

Is there an echo in here?

Where am I gonna get a priest?

There's a goddamn cathedral
across the street.

You can get a bishop.

Is he alive?

Just barely.

Geno, can you hear me?

It's Mikey.

I'm gonna anoint you.

Through the holy mistress
of our redemption,

may almighty god release you

from all punishments in this
life and the life to come.

May he open to you the gates of paradise

and welcome you to everlasting joy.

In the name of the father,
the son and the holy spirit.

Amen.

Praying over that scumbag
is a waste of time.

You son of a bitch!

You are all withesses.

The wop started it.

You wanna make

he's dead.

Nuzo, what's the matter with you?

I said he's dead.

Bag the fucker.

You think geno getting hit had anything

to do with the trial?

No.

Why geno?

Who the hell knows?

He called me Friday.

He wanted me to grab you for dinner.

I couldn't make it.

Maybe he needed our help.

Don't start.

What?

Look, I'm not going to
feel guilty over geno.

It was going to happen sooner or later.

You know something, compare.

Yeah, I know you're gonna work up

a shitload of guilty over this, but not me.

Look, geno chose his life.

We chose ours.

Who hit him?

Somebody he pissed off.

Look, I don't know, okay.

I'm a cop not a fortune teller.

I've got to go, okay?

Christ, Mikey!

Jesus Christ, Mikey!

Geno, Jesus, geno!

Amen.

How many times are you gonna
do this to me, Freddie?

Oh my god, is it two already?

Yes, it's two already.

And you didn't turn the light on.

If you don't turn that light on,

people aren't gonna know you're here.

And if they don't know you're here,

I'm gonna stuck with your
confessions on top of mine.

I'm gonna be here for hours.

If monsignor Burke finds out

that you've been ducking confessions,

he's gonna have you canvassing Broadway

and 42nd at midnight.

You think about that.

But he's not going to
find out, is he, father?

Would you like me to take your
5:30 mass in the morning?

Yeah, that would be
very nice of you, father.

It's my pleasure, father.

Come on.

Bless me father,
for I have sinned.

My last confession was a week ago.

Since then I have committed
the following sins.

I threw my oldest daughter out

after I caught her in
bed with my boyfriend.

Whenever we go shopping, she
eats her way through the a&p.

I tell her it's a sin, father,

but she says it ain't.

She says a&p expects it as
part of doing business.

Now, can that be true, father?

No.

That's what I told her you'd say.

I asked her to come to confession with me,

but she wouldn't do it.

What should I do, father?

Well, you could start by
confessing your own sins first.

My sins?

My last confession was a month ago.

Since then I committed the following sins.

I cleaned the toilet bowl

with my sister, Sharon's, toothbrush.

You did what?

Father, she makes me
clean the toilet bowl

while she does the easy stuff.

So I used her toothbrush.

Is that a sin?

No, no.

But let me ask you something.

Do you have your own separate
glass in the bathroom?

No.

We all use the same one.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, father!

Bless me, padre, for I have sinned.

My last confession was,

was-

- yes?

Padre, he is dead.

It is my fault.

Most of us think it's our fault
when someone we love dies.

It rarely is.

No, this is.

Geno is dead because I slept with him.

Geno?

Please help me, father.

Please help me.

Yes, of course.

Have you talked to the police?

No, no, I can't go to the police.

I picked up the gun.

It has my fingerprints.

They'll think I killed him.

No, no.

They have ways to tell if
you didn't fire the gun.

I won't go to the police.

This is no good.

You can't help me.

No one can.

Wait, wait!

Let me try.

I am afraid.

I know you are.

But trust me.

Please.

Padre, what is your name?

Pace.

Father Michael pace.

Be outside the cathedral tonight at nine.

But if you bring the police-

- I won't.

I give you my word.

Until nine.

Bless me, father,
for I have sinned!

My last confession was a week ago.

Since then I have committed
the following sins.

Are you the padre?

Inside.

Where is she?

Waiting.

There's no police.

With respect, padre, I
need to find out for myself.

Yeah.

What's her name?

You don't know?

No.

Angela.

Angela, what?

That don't prove shit.

What do you want me to do?

I don't know.

Something.

Will that do?

Three months ago,

our youngest nino, Antonio catch the flu.

He died.

My wife goes loco.

She can't take it.

We hardly know Angela then.

She's just a cute kid
who moved in next door.

That kid took care of my Rosa.

My ninos.

Without her I think they all die.

Through that door.

No thanks, padre.

Light a candle for my Antonio.

You're soaked.

Would you like to dry off by the stove?

Would you like a drink, padre?

Pardon me?

I think Luis has some Tequila here.

Somewhere.

Luis?

Luis de vega.

This is his studio.

Luis and I, we grew up on the
same ranch in the Yucatan.

The first painting he ever sold was of me.

An American tourist bought
it in tlachco for $2.

To us it was a fortune.

I think that's why he still paints me.

Are you a model?

Only for Luis.

I'm a dancer.

In "West Side story" at the moment.

Oh.

Chin up, salud.

Is Luis, is he your lover, too?

I'm sorry, Angela.

But if you want me to help you,

I'm gonna have to ask some
unpleasant questions.

I met geno three years ago

when I was a dancer at the
suntel resort in Cancun.

My friends told me it was a
bad idea to date the boss.

That all he wanted was to sleep with me.

But they were wrong.

I went on many dates, and all
he did was kiss me good night.

And then I got another
job and didn't see him

for six months,

until I moved to New York.

But this time,

geno didn't just stop at
kissing you good night.

No, padre.

Did you know he was married?

No.

Never.

I stopped seeing him when I found out.

Then why in the hell

were you in his hotel room this morning?

Because he told me he no
longer slept with his wife.

And you believed him?

No.

I said if this were true,
why not get a divorce?

Then that's when he told me

he was married to the
daughter of Carlo pacchi.

Carlo pacchi?

The mafia godfather.

If he tried to divorce her,

his father-in-law would kill him.

And did the father-in-law kill him?

No.

His wife did.

Drink, papa?

A little scotch.

Sad music, papa.

Sad times.

Aren't they always?

Do you really feel that way?

Most of the time.

That hurts me, zena.

It shouldn't, papa.

It's not your fault.

I'm happy when I'm with you.

Especially when you play the piano.

Do you know Benny
Goodman offered me a job?

Don't laugh.

Artie Shaw, too.

I used to be good.

It's a shame to waste talent.

Is that why you're sad?

Si, but not for me.

For you.

You proved today what I
always knew in my heart.

That you have the talent
to run this business

when I go to prison.

But you are a woman, and that can never be.

Never is a long time, papa.

In some things, zena, never is never.

Carlo, they have located the puttana.

She run to the artist's loft.

Somebody is with her.

Be careful.

Always.

What exactly do you want
me to do for you, Angela?

I don't know, padre.

I just want to go home to my village.

There's nothing stopping you.

The pacchis are looking for me.

The police.

I don't have a passport.

If 1 did, I couldn't use it.

You don't believe me, do you?

No.

Why?

Because I'm not stupid, Angela.

You didn't come to the cathedral
looking for sanctuary.

You came looking for me.

You?

I didn't know you.

You knew who I was!

Geno would've had to tell you about me,

and you knew I was the one person

that could help you out of this.

Geno?

You know geno?

Don't bullshit me!

I swear on the Madonna, padre,

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

You didn't know who I was?

Pace!

You said your name was father Michael pace.

You knew, didn't you?

No, no!

Damn it.

You knew.

No!

Is there another way out of here?

The fire escape.

Get your coat, Angela.

Get your coat on.

Get your coat on.

Angela, Angela, listen to me.

I believe you.

Get your coat.

Now.

Go on, go on.

She's on the roof.

Release the top.

Can you jump that?

Come on.

That'll be $4.50.

You look like you oughtta
be in the hospital.

It looks worse than it really is.

A hot shower will be just fine.

Thank you.

A shower with her
would fix me up, too.

This way.

Okay.

The hot water system here
dates back to the '30s.

It bleeds off the steam heaters.

It takes forever.

But once it gets going there
is plenty of it and hot, too.

First, I must look at your arm.

It's okay.

I've done worse playing handball.

Almost.

Do you have any antiseptic?

Yeah, sure.

Somewhere around here.

I'll go look for some and
get you some dry clothes.

In the meantime, you get
into here when it gets hot.

All right?

Padre?

What if someone comes in?

I don't know.

At least they'll get a thrill, right?

Father Freddie.

What are you doing here?

I couldn't sleep.

It's peaceful here when no one is around.

Yeah.

I betitis.

What happened?

Just a little accident, father.

Nothing to it.

Do you know where the first aid kit is?

Yes.

It's in the-

bathroom?

I'll get it.

No, father.

Freddie, wait.

Freddie.

Here it is, father.

Father Freddie, this is Angela.

What is your last name?

Martinez.

Angela Martinez, this is father Freddie.

Hello, padre.

Oh, my

god.

That's a bullet wound.

You've been
watching too much TV, Freddie.

No, that's a bullet wound.

I saw enough 'em in Vietnam to know.

Freddie, do you realize
you're not stuttering now?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, when I'm shocked,

I don't stutter for a couple of hours.

Nobody knows why.

I never stuttered in Vietnam.

Well, I better get ready.

Some priest stuck me with a 5:30 mass.

For the last time, I think.

Freddie.

I wish I could explain this to
you, but I think it's better-

- there's no need to explain.

She obviously needs help
and you're helping her.

Isn't that why we're here?

There's gonna be one hell of a lot

of surprised people out here

when I deliver my sermon.

It's gonna be very short.

I like him.

Yeah, he's a good man.

Better than I knew.

With all the vineyards the church has,

you think they could send
us some decent wine.

I think they sell all the good stuff.

Right now, any wine would be wonderful.

Salud.

Salud.

Your mother?

Yeah.

She died when I was 15.

She was very beautiful.

You look like her.

Thanks.

Don't let my father hear you say that.

They can't touch you here, Angela.

I can't stay here forever, padre.

At least for a few days, until
I can work something out.

In the loft, you said you believed me.

Now, you're not sure, are you?

Angela, your just happening
into my confessional

is one hell of a coincidence.

Padre, it was not a coincidence.

I was praying to the virgin.

She sent me to you.

Listen, I have the only key to this room,

so no one will bother you.

You look exhausted.

Why don't you get some sleep?

Where are you going?

A priest has to go to work,

just like everybody else, Angela.

Padre,

whatever you decide,

I owe you my life.

I'll never forget that.

Let us pray.

Lord Jesus Christ, by the three
days you lay in the tomb,

you made holy the graves for
all who believe in you.

Even though their bodies lie in the earth,

they trust that they, like
you, will rise again.

Give our brother peaceful
rest in this grave

until that day when you, the
resurrection and the life,

will raise him up in glory.

Then may he see the light of
your presence, lord Jesus,

in the kingdom where you
live forever and ever.

Amen.

It is nice to see the
family all together,

supporting each other,
on this tragic moment.

Now let us go in peace and
live out our own lives.

Jesus, Mary, Joseph.

I'll meet you at the car.

Zena?

Si.

Mikey knows.

I hope not.

Come on, let's go pay our respects.

And then what?

Book 'em?

You know, for a little
woman, you've got a big mouth.

Yeah, and ain't you glad?

Is there anything I can do?

You've done it already, Don manoni.

It doesn't seem like 18 years.

No, papa.

I miss her as much today
as the day she died.

I do too, papa.

Your uncle tells me
he's been called to Rome.

Another frascati makes cardinal.

He asked you to go along
with him as consigliore.

I'm happy with this parish.

But you would be a monsignor.

Eh.

Michael, you were born

to do more than just sprinkle water.

Even your mother wanted
more for you than that.

She just didn't want
me to end up like geno.

Today has been difficult for everyone.

Too bad it takes times like
this to bring us together.

Times like this are the only
times we can be together.

That's your choice, Michael.

Not mine.

How is the trial going?

Oh, we'll stretch it out
for a couple more months.

Another year or two of appeals
before they lock me up.

You're gonna lose?

They know too much.

I never thought you would go to prison.

Watch out for you.

That was good to see.

Handball.

You're getting too old
for that game, Michael.

Yeah, probably.

Too bad it takes a death
to bring us together.

Yeah.

Especially for geno.

The man on the rooftop with
the puttana, it was Michael.

Bless me, father,
for I have sinned.

Father, my husband came
home late from work,

and he didn't bring his paycheck-

- bless me, father,
for I have sinned.

So I hit the sob.

Last Saturday night-

- bless me, father,
for I have sinned.

We held up a liquor store.

He can't come home like that.

My friend, Skeeter, he had a gun.

I don't know-

- I've only been here two months.

Next thing you know-

- I ran out of money,

and I didn't know what else to do.

The guy was shot-

- I feel so bad and-

- bless me, father,
for I have sinned.

My last confession was last easter.

Since then I have committed
the following sins.

I murdered my husband.

Give me a penance, father.

I promise to make a good act of contrition.

Oh, my god, I am heartily sorry
for having offended thee.

Most of all because they
offend thee, my god,

who art all good, and deserve all my love.

I firmly resolve with the help
of thy grace, to sin no more,

to do penance, and to amend my life.

Amen.

You didn't Grant me absolution.

Because you are not repentant!

Your confession was sacrilegious

and I'll not be bothered by it.

I'm swearing to you
in the presence of god

that I am repentant.

How dare you question my sincerity.

It's because I know you.

No, that doesn't change your obligations.

Now, I regret my sins
and I want absolution.

If you won't Grant it to me, I
will go to a priest who will.

It's family business, Michael.

No.

If it was family business,
tio would have done it.

This was personal.

Geno was business.

The puttana is personal.

Why?

Because geno slept with her?

My god, zena!

If that was the case, you would've been

shooting women all over New York

the first month of your marriage.

Why is it I only lose
control when I am with you?

And killing geno wasn't losing control?

No!

I was very calm when I did that.

Very calm.

Ask the puttana.

Tell her she can't hide
behind your skirts forever.

Maybe she can.

And I thought I would be the
only girl you ever loved.

You,

you're gonna burn in hell, zena.

We both knew that since you were 15.

Ready to go?

Well?

She's runnin' a temp.

You want to go home?

No.

Kids cut teeth, they run a temp.

It's the law.

Casey, why don't you go powder
your nose or something, huh?

Quick.

Hello.

Care for a drink?

Sure.

How the hell did you
know where to find me?

Lieutenant beale.

Beale?

You know, every time-

- forget that.

Check out the antique
store across the street.

That's one of papa's sicilian imports.

He and tio have been tailing
me since I left the rectory.

They're hoping I'll lead
them to Angela Martinez.

Jesus, Mary, Joseph!

Well, I've been hiding her
in my room at the rectory.

Michael, are you bats?

Maybe.

I don't know.

But I do know you haven't been

on the up and up with me, nuzo.

I want the truth.

Starting with Angela.

Look, I don't know much.

All I know is she's a Mexican
dancer geno fell for.

Oh, nuzo.

Look, she was in the
room when he got hit,

and her fingerprints are all
over the murder weapon.

But she didn't kill him.

Jelly roll thinks she did.

He's got half the cops in new
York out looking for her.

What do you think, nuzo?

And don't bullshit me this time.

I think your father had him hit.

Why?

Geno talked to the feds.

He gave them everything they needed to nail

your old man in court.

The manonis are behind this.

They want to take over
your family territory.

And the only way they can do that

is to get rid of your old man.

Now if they hit him, they got a war,

but if the feds put him away-

- there's no one to take his place.

Except geno.

And the manonis bought him
off for five million.

After the trial, geno and Angela were gonna

take the money and just disappear.

How is it that you know
so many of these details?

Because geno told me.

See you later.

How can he be such a fuckin' stoogatz?

Because he was thinking
with the head of his dick.

You know he wanted to marry
that piece of salsa.

He knew your sister would gnaw off of his

if he ever asked her

for a divorce.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Nuzo, it's going down.

I got a feeling you're making
the same mistake geno did

and I'm not gonna let that happen.

Whatever you intend to
do, you're not doing it

until you, me and this Angela have a talk.

God damn you, Mikey.

Hey, honey.

Wait up.

Okay.

Ready for this?

Mm-hmm.

We're made.

Narcs!

Nuzo.

Fucking priest.

Oh, my god!

My partner, help my partner!

She's dead, nuzo.

She's dead.

God Jesus Christ, no!

Hang on, nuzo.

The ambulance is on the way.

I'm trying.

What the hell went wrong?

This girl knew me.

Hey, don't, Mikey.

You're scaring me.

Come on, Mikey, don't.

You're scaring me.

I've go to, nuzo.

Please.

You'll understand.

Do you renounce Satan?

Yes.

And all his works?

Yes.

Do you repent your sins?

Yeah.

Make a good act of contrition.

My god, I am heartily sorry.

My god, I am heartily sorry.

Mikey, I can't remember.

For having offended thee.

For having offended thee.

Who art all good and
deserving of all my love.

Who art all good and
deserving of all my love.

I firmly resolve with
the help of thy grace,

I will sin no more.

To do penance and amend my life.

Amen.

I remembered.

After all those years in the seminary,

how could you forget?

I'll you what, Mikey.

Right now, I wish I had stuck it out.

Mikey.

What?

Mikey.

Don't leave me.

I won't, nuzo.

I won't.

Holy mysteries of our redemption,

may almighty god release
you from all punishment

in this life and the life to come.

May he open to you the gates of paradise

and welcome you to everlasting joy.

Amen.

The people who did this
to nuzo, do we know them?

No, Don Carlo.

They're animals from Miami,
who kill without discipline.

He was Domenic's first born.

My god child.

Even though he gave Domenic a
heart attack becoming a cop,

he never forgot his roots.

I want Theresa and his
children provided for.

Si, Don Carlo.

But she's not to know
where the money comes from,

or she'll never take it.

How do I look?

Innocent.

You should be on the jury.

I tried, papa.

That was Tony.

Michael and the puttana
rented a car in Houston

and crossed the Mexican border.

Why is he doing this?

To hurt me?

No.

He's in love.

He's a priest!

He was ordained, papa.

Not castrated.

I didn't raise my daughter
to talk like a whore!

Excuse me, papa.

This puttana has me worried.

She has on her.

Her death, papa.

Maybe.

Let it go, zena.

Tony can take care of her.

No.

She is mine.

I don't want Michael hurt.

That is the last thing I would ever do.

Don't drink the
water, it will make you sick.

Call the airport.

Get the plane ready.

Okay?

Did she say senora?

Si.

When I rented the room I told them we

were married because it is easier.

Oh.

I hope you don't mind.

No.

It's okay.

Did you ever want to get married?

Every girl wants to be married.

That's not true.

Here in Mexico it is.

Did you ever want to marry geno?

At one time I thought so.

But not at the end?

No.

But you were still seeing him?

One time.

It was the time he was shot.

And for me, it was going
to be the last time.

He told me he found a way
to get a lot of money

and a divorce

how?

I don't know.

Geno didn't have a chance to
tell me before he was shot.

The last time,

did you sleep with geno?

What do you want from me?

An act of contrition?

No.

I'm a whore.

Is that what you want me to tell you?

I'm a whore?

No, Angela.

I was making love to a married
man when his wife shot him.

Don't, don't.

Geno wanted me, and I let-

- I'm sorry.

He wanted to make love to me.

Please, don't Angela, don't do this.

I'm so sorry.

Shhh, don't.

Shhh.

Angela?

Angelal

A car.

I need a car.

Damn it!

Padre, it was not a coincidence.

I was praying to the Madonna.

She sent me to you.

I got a feeling you're making

the same mistake geno made.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

I haven't broken my vows,

and don't intend to start now.

I love you.

I love you, Michael.

I love you.

Padre, light a candle for my Antonio.

Hey!

What do you say we buy a villa in acapulco?

On the hill below las brisas.

And a boat.

A big one.

With a flying bridge and twin diesels.

We'll fish all day, and
make love all night.

Anything you want, Luis.

When we are finished-

- finished?

I want you to go to the
hacienda, and kill Michael.

What?

If you leave now you
will be back before dawn.

Angela, we got the money.

You're home.

Safe.

It's over.

Not for Michael.

When I don't show up, well,

he's gonna come looking for me.

He's gonna find out about us.

So you told a few lies to a priest.

All he'll do is ask you to
make a good act of contrition.

This priest is a pacchi.

And I don't want to take any chances.

I want him dead.

I don't like it.

You don't have to like it.

Just do it.

You were going to kill geno.

That was different.

Geno was a mafioso.

This man is a priest.

Not after last night.

We are full up, senor.

Aman just left here with a flowered shirt

and a suitcase.

Is he a friend of yours?

No, not exactly.

But I think a friend of mine may possibly

be staying here with him.

Her name is Angela.

His wife?

Angela de vega.

Luis, if you don't get started,

you'll never be back by morning.

Michael.

Michael.

Everything that happened,
I could not help it.

It was not my fault.

It was not my choice.

I did not want to lie to you.

I did not want to hurt you.

If only you knew.

I'm sorry.

I don't care about that.

I don't care about that.

I care about you.

Not what you've done.

Just you.

You're all that matters to me, Angela.

I love you.

And I think you love me, too.

You love me?

Of course, I love you, Michael.

How could I not?

I do love you.

Michael?

Michael!

Oh, no.

Thank you, brother.