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WOMAN: Colonel MacKenzie, Commander Rabb,

why is the Maravalis case still on my docket?

The Lieutenant pled guilty to larceny

and conduct unbecoming... a month ago.

Sentencing has been continued twice.

The Lieutenant agreed to make full restitution

for 60 two-carat synthetic diamonds which he stole

from the Naval Research Laboratory.

Has he done so?

Ma'am, the defendant sold 36 of the diamonds

and deposited the money in an offshore bank account.

It has taken a little longer than anticipated

to get that money back.

But it's here now?

As of this morning, yes, ma'am.

And the 24 remaining diamonds?

Also at the bank, Your Honor, in a safe deposit box.

Lieutenant Maravalis has given us power of attorney.

We'll collect the diamonds and a cashier's check this afternoon,

wrap the case up by tomorrow.

See that it happens.

Mac, they're going to be there.

What do you think, he lied at his pre-trial agreement?

He's not that stupid. Yeah, maybe not.

but I'll just feel better when the diamonds are secured.

Ever since Van Duyn went missing...

The diamond expert?

He's in the CIA, Mac.

You don't know that he's missing,

you just don't know where he is.

I've just got a feeling, Harm.

Something's gone wrong.

Another premonition, huh?

They're there.

I'll see you at the bank.

[ clicking]

[ explosion ]

[ yells]

Harm?!

[ no audio]

What?

[ no audio]

[ muffled]: I can't hear you.

[ muffled]: I can't hear anything.

[ opening theme music playing ]

Commander Rabb will be in the hospital overnight

for observation.

He's lost his hearing, but it should be temporary.

Any idea what happened, Mac?

The car's battery blew up in his face.

He's lucky he didn't get acid in his eyes.

The final sentencing on the Maravalis case

is scheduled for tomorrow.

Lieutenant, you sit second chair so you can cover for Rabb.

Shouldn't we wait until he returns, sir?

Is there a problem?

No. No, sir.

I'm just not up to speed on the case.

I'll fill you in this afternoon.

It should be strictly routine.

Good.

Commander, I'd appreciate it if you'd drop by the hospital

and get a list from Rabb of what needs to be covered

in the next 48 hours. Yes, sir.

Dismissed. Aye, sir.

Coates... I want you to...

Send flowers, sir, or balloons?

No... yes...

whatever.

MAN [ over P. A. ]: Captain O' Roark, to surgical pre-op.

Hello, Commander.

TURNER:Harm.

[ loudly] Hey, guys.

Don't have to shout, sir.

How you doing, buddy?

[ loudly]: How you feeling?

I can't hear anything.

It's frustrating.

TURNER: I have an idea.

Have a seat.

Jennifer, we need to talk about Mattie.

I can hear you just fine, sir.

Yeah, I feel fine, but we got to come up

with a cover story for the next day or two.

Nice.

For us, actually.

Was I shouting?

I could use some help, sir.

The Commander doesn't want to tell Mattie

he's in the hospital.

I can't...

Can't hear anything.

It's driving me nuts.

Look, Mattie already lost her mother.

And she has her father to worry about now.

I don't want her to have to worry about me too, you know?

"Lies equal bad parenting."

I'll call her.

[ dial tone]

[ laughing]

Paperwork seems to be in order.

Power of attorney, authorization to close the account,

court order to open the safe deposit box.

May I ask why

Lieutenant Maravalis isn't here in person?

He's in a Navy brig.

Oh, well, that's a good reason.

ROBERTS: I'll be representing him

in this matter, ma'am.

Then I think you can sign these forms, Lieutenant.

This is for the safe deposit box.

Thank you.

And this is for the cashier's check.

And the check for $110,000.

Now, if you'll give me a minute,

then we can go and open the box.

I thought he had a million in diamonds, ma'am.

A million in retail.

Lieutenant Maravalis had to fence the stones

and take what he could get.

Ma'am, how long has the Lieutenant been in custody?

A little over a month.

Well, somebody's been into the safe deposit box

since then, ma'am.

Van Duyn had access to this box?

He's been missing for three weeks.

He was here two weeks ago.

We can go into the vault now.

There you go.

I'll give you some privacy.

Thank you.

It's empty.

Judge Helfman is not going to be happy about this.

We've got much bigger problems than Judge Helfman, Bud.

Harm?

Oh, right, you can't hear me.

Hey, God...

you see this guy here?

Harmon Rabb, Jr.

I sure hope you do a little better job looking out for him,

because he's the best thing

I've got going in my life right now.

And sometimes it seems

like the things I care most about

get taken away from me.

My mom's up there with you somewhere.

Maybe you could tell her I love her.

And I miss her.

I wish she was still here.

Hey.

Could you hear that?

Who you talking to?

No one.

That's a pretty long conversation for no one.

I was praying.

For me?

Mattie, I got temporary hearing loss.

It'll be back in a day or so.

How was school?

No school tomorrow?

Why?

To take care of me?

Says who?

Do not.

Do not.

MacKENZIE: What the hell were you thinking?!

Your plea agreement just went out the window.

You think five years is a long time?

Now it's ten.

Talk to me. Why was a CIA agent's name

on the signature card of your safe deposit box?

And why didn't you tell the court?

I couldn't. MacKENZIE: Why not?

Because Van Duyn was the one buying the diamonds from me.

You were selling diamonds to the CIA?

No, ma'am. Van Duyn was on his own.

He was reselling the diamonds.

To people he said would kill him if his cover was blown.

What people?

I don't know, ma'am. I didn't want to know.

Van Duyn said if I didn't cop to the lesser charge,

if I brought him into it,

I'd be tried for treason.

Treason?

Terrorists buy weapons with diamonds.

That was Sadik Fahd's specialty.

Colonel, I would have quit if I could, believe me.

Ask Van Duyn.

Maybe he's still got the stones.

Agent Van Duyn has disappeared.

MAN: The CIA does not discuss

the whereabouts of its employees, Colonel MacKenzie.

You think I don't know that?

I'm dating one of your agents.

Or at least I would be, if he was ever here.

You work with Agent Webb in Paraguay was outstanding.

That's why I agreed to see you.

It's a shame Sadik Fahd got away.

Where is Agent Webb?

Oh, he's safe. He's busy.

More than that, I can't tell you.

Well, then, tell me this:

Is Agent Van Duyn missing,

or are you just not telling me where he is?

That's classified, Colonel.

Don't give me that.

The location of your bathroom is probably classified.

I warned the agency about Van Duyn a month ago.

That warning never trickled up to me.

24 absolutely perfect two-karat diamonds

are unaccounted for.

That's terrorist currency

worth a million dollars on the open market.

And Van Duyn was the last person to have them.

I share your concern about the diamonds.

And if I bring you in on the Van Duyn case...

Oh, so there is a case.

I want to know immediately

when you find them.

Or if you don't.

Agent Van Duyn is dead.

We found his body in his apartment two days ago.

But no diamonds?

We weren't aware he had any.

Passed them on already.

It's possible he may not have.

What makes you say that?

Agent Van Duyn was tortured to death.

Remember I told you I never wanted

to find out what if feels like to be tortured by the enemy?

Frankly, I couldn't understand why, until now.

And he wasn't entrusted

with the kind of secrets you die to protect.

But I didn't know about the diamonds.

It is possible he died

for not revealing where they are.

What aren't you telling me?

Quite a lot, I'm sure. Excuse me.

But there's something else worrying you.

Oh, there's always a lot of chatter on our networks.

About what, something big for sale?

Something you can buy with diamonds?

Something chemical...

biological...

nuclear?

I just want to find those diamonds, Colonel.

[ loud rock music playing]

Oh. Hi, Mac. Hey, good morning, Mattie.

I was looking for Harm. He's in there.

His hearing's starting to come back.

Door's unlocked. Thanks.

[ loud music playing] Harm?

[ louder]: Harm?

Well, hey.

I-I didn't hear you come in.

I could be Godzilla, and you wouldn't hear me.

[ shouts]: Do you mind if I turn it down?

What?

[ turns down volume]

Can you hear me at all?

[ shouting]: Yeah, yeah, I can hear you if you'd speak up.

The diamonds weren't there.

Well, chalk one up for premonitions.

Van Duyn was murdered.

Make that two.

Slowly. He was tortured to death.

Wow, better make that three. Remember what you said

when we lost Sadik Fahd in Paraguay?

That we'd see him again

when he came to kill us?

I think he's here, Harm, and this time the stakes

are a lot bigger than Stinger missiles.

He's not the only terrorist

who deals in torture and diamonds, Mac.

I think you're jumping to conclusions.

What about your car?

It could've been any number of things: a cracked battery

could cause an explosion.

You think Sadik did it.

It doesn't look like a coincidence to me.

[ sighs]

You know, I-I don't know him as well as you do, Mac,

but what I do know about him...

You okay?

Yeah, I-I'm, uh... whoa...

a little dizzy.

Inner ear... thing.

Listen, what I do know of Sadik, he's pretty thorough,

so if he wanted me killed, I would already be dead.

Yeah, maybe he just wanted you out of the picture.

Have you talked to Webb about this?

On assignment. Undisclosed location.

That's a hell of a boyfriend you picked yourself there.

Don't be so happy about it.

Stay for lunch, Mac? I made some extra sandwiches.

No, thanks, Mattie. I have to get back to the office.

Take care of him for me, will you?

You two talking about me?

[ music continues quietly]

I'm not hungry, Mattie.

Mattie says eat.

You wanted to see me, ma'am?

I think I know where the diamonds are, Bud.

Well, I guess that's good news, ma'am.

I've been looking through the dossier Van Duyn gave me

on Lieutenant Maravalis.

The CIA doesn't operate inside the country, right?

Wrong. They were following him for months.

Van Duyn knew everything there was to know about Maravalis--

the health club he belonged to,

where he got his hair cut, even the combination

of the locker he kept at the place he bought his cigars.

And?

I think that might be where the diamonds are.

Well, I suppose that's possible...

I want to look inside that locker, Bud,

but I can't do it by myself.

You've got the power of attorney.

Now, if the diamonds arethere, I need you

to keep the chain of custody.

Look, this is a private club.

I don't know if I can allow you just to walk in...

You afraid that we're going

to find something that we shouldn't?

Like Cuban cigars?

We're not responsible for what members keep in their locker.

Look, we're not with Customs.

We don't care what your members smoke

or where they got them.

Although, we could go and get a court order.

And let Customs know, so they don't have to come back later,

'cause that's pretty inconvenient.

Okay. All right.

I'm gonna trust you.

I think we found them.

[ gasps softly]

Beautiful, isn't it?

It's amazing-- spend a few billion years

in the bowels of the earth, or a few days

at the Naval Research Laboratory,

and pure carbon turns into that.

Here, hold out your hand.

There should be 24 of them.

19 are missing.

[ mellow Persian music playing ]

[ music continues]

Ah.

Uh, w-would you prefer to sit inside?

No, no, I prefer to smoke.

This. Ah.

[ groans]

[ people speaking Farsi nearby]

[ grunts softly]

Uh, you had a good day, I hope?

A very good day, young Fardad.

My business here is nearly finished.

Then I am glad for you,

although, uh, sad if you have to go.

You are very kind.

But I'm sure it's been an imposition, no?

Having a stranger

stay with you.

Businessman from Tehran, a... friend of my family,

is no stranger to me.

You are sweet boy.

[ lively Middle-Eastern music begins]

[ woman singing in Farsi]

Ah, please excuse one moment.

I must make a call.

[ phone ringing]

Hello?

[ Middle-Eastern music playing over phone]

Who is this?

[ music continues]

[ Fahd speaking Arabic]

I don't speak Arabic.

[ Fahd speaking Farsi]

No, I'd prefer to speak English.

But you do speak Farsi--

something you neglected to tell me

during our time together in the Chaco Boreal.

Woman, stand up!

You defile motherhood.

Where are you?

Near. Very near.

Near enough to have killed Van Duyn?

He broke his word, betrayed my cause.

His greed cost him his life.

But I did not call about Van Duyn.

It's good to hear your voice, Sarah.

Are you surprised to hear mine?

Why are you calling me?

Well, I thought you might enjoy

some music from our part of the world.

It seems we share a common heritage.

Oh, by the way, how did you like

the gifts I left for you?

A small token of my esteem,

as they like to say in the West.

You can stuff the clichés, Sadik.

We both know diamonds are your specialty.

What do you want with me?

I have...

great admiration for you, Sarah.

Which is why you almost tortured me to death in Paraguay?

Yes, well, that was distressing circumstance.

You see, at that time, I was still confusing you with the enemy.

I am truly sorry.

Sorry?

Except for the fact

that it allowed me to see

the great strength of your heart, yes.

I would like to make it up to you.

How?

[ chuckles]: To be honest, I'm not entirely sure.

You were incredibly brave in Paraguay, Sarah,

more than any woman and most men that I have ever known.

And when I saw you again in the cigar store today...

What are you saying? I don't understand.

All I know is, in our souls

we are more alike than we are different.

We are both warriors; we are both impassioned.

I feel...

Perhaps we will talk again... soon.

[ woman continues singing]

[ dial tone droning]

[ loudly]: "Duh" is not a word.

Well, you don't have to shout about it.

Was I shouting?

Duh. Duh.

[ knocking] I'll get it.

You'll get what?

Oh, hey.MacKENZIE: Hi, Mattie.

How's it going? Good.

Uh, Jennifer, I need to speak with Harm, alone.

Yes, ma'am.

What's up?

I was right.

Sadik's here, in DC.

Did you hear that?

Yeah, I-I heard you. Are you sure?

[ sighs]: He called me at my house

two hours ago.

And he killed Van Duyn.

Where'd you get these? CIA.

Are they on him?

They will be.

Well...

what do you want me to do?

Be careful-- he may not look like any of these pictures.

You're the one who needs to be careful, Mac.

Believe me, I am.

He knows your phone number,

he knows where you live.

I have this creepy feeling

that he's... he's studying me.

He wants to get you on your own.

He's daring you to get closer to him.

Yeah, but why would he do that?

It doesn't make sense.

He's seducing you.

What?

He's forced you to think about him.

He wants something from you, Mac,

and he just may have found your weakness.

What weakness?

You want to know what he's up to.

So that way, he uses your intelligence

against you.

Where are you going now, Mac? I'm coming with you.

You can't help, Harm.

Frankly, you're still a liability.

Be careful.

FAHD: I feel as if we are in Tehran.

I wish we were. I've never been there.

When the Shah fell...

Of course.

Your family had to flee the country.

Such a tragedy.

Happily, they were able

to take their wealth with them.

Thanks to Allah, all praise be unto Him.

Do you know this place, this, this nightclub?

Yes, it's very popular.

Perhaps, later tonight, we can go there together.

Perhaps we will.

[ speaks in foreign language ]

Perhaps we will.

♪ If all of my "no's" had been kisses ♪

♪ Where would my path have led? ♪

♪ I confess that unless I miss my guess ♪

♪ I'd be someplace else instead... ♪

As you were.

Varese?

Yes, sir.

Live from Kansas City, Missouri, second set.

She leaves her cell phone on so I can hear.

Very romantic.

Yes, sir.

CHEGWIDDEN: I need to talk to you

about the Maravalis case.

The convening authority has decided

to bring new charges against Lieutenant Maravalis.

Commander, I want you to take over the prosecution.

Take over for Colonel Mackenzie, sir?

Mac is going to be a witness for the prosecution.

She has new evidence to support the charge

of aiding the enemy in a time of war.

Is this going to be a capital case, sir?

Depends on what the prosecution recommends.

Does the convening authority want the death penalty, sir?

I would say he is so inclined.

I have to study the case and consult with Colonel Mackenzie.

Bring it up to Judge Helfman.

You're due in her court ten-hundred tomorrow. Night.

Good night, sir.

Good night, sir.

Well, I've never defended

a death penalty case, so good night, sir.

[ singing in Farsi]

[ singing continues]

[ singing continues]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Fardad, how do I look?

No, how do I look?

Surprise.

I don't believe it.

Transformation, eh?

You're not the same person.

Oh, but I am.

Very much so.

Then you must be a chameleon.

A lynx.

Huh?

My name in Arabic means lynx.

But your name is...

It's Fahd.

Sadik Fahd.

[ bones crack]

[ phone rings]

Hello.

Hello?

[ speaks Arabic]

Do you know what that means?

I told you I don't speak Arabic.

It means "Islam is the solution."

I'm sure it is for many.

Where are you?

Exactly where I need to be.

The question, Sarah, is where are you?

You know, I'm getting bored with these games, Sadik.

Then I apologize.

There were matters I had to attend to,

but now you have my full attention.

I've seen what your full attention is like.

You misunderstand.

You have been pervasively in my thoughts.

We do have much in common.

We have only one thing in common.

We both intend to kill each other.

No, no, I have absolutely

no desire to kill you.

Then we have nothing in common.

We are both far from our country,

cut off from our roots and our traditions,

existing in a world not meant for us.

I was born here, Sadik.

This ismy country.

It is only to be expected that you think that.

But your grandmother Fatemeh taught you the Koran.

The holy words resonate within you,

even though you can't feel them,

and the Persian music, I'm sure it speaks to you.

You know all this...

I do, Sarah. I sensed it in you in Paraguay.

You were with men who are weak,

but their weakness is not your weakness.

In you, there is strength

and a wisdom that even you don't recognize.

Ah, I suppose I should say I'm flattered.

The truth is not flattery.

I don't think you'd know the truth

if it appeared to you in a tongue of flame.

[ disconnects]

Hello?

[ Swedish accent]: Excuse me.

Are you expecting someone?

No.

Then perhaps you will not mind if I use this chair?

Sure.

[ phone rings]

Yes?

Are you alone, Sarah?

I'm in a public place.

Yes, I know,

but are you here alone?

Yes.

Very impressive, Sadik.

Thank you.

Remove the battery from your cellular phone.

Put the phone and the battery in your purse,

pay your bill

and get up from the table.

Keep walking. Don't look at me.

It's not an ambush.

I told you I came alone.

You do have courage.

What did you expect?

I'm a United States Marine.

It's exactly what I expected.

I appreciate the Marine mentality.

[ pop music plays ]

Look at these people. Tell me what you see.

They look like kids who want to have a good time.

To me, they look like the walking dead.

Give me your purse. Take off your coat.

Thank you.

Is this your only weapon?

Do you see any place I could hide one?

Don't you want to search me?

Lower your arms.

Try to behave with the dignity

I'm sure your grandmother had.

You wouldn't have liked my grandmother, Sadik.

She refused to wear the hejab.

And she would've been very proud

that an Iranian woman, a Muslim,

accepted the Nobel Peace Prize last year

without wearing the head scarf.

An atrocity.

An insult to the devout of Islam.

What you did to Van Duyn was an atrocity.

That is the future.

Ah, yes.

You wish for equality between men and women.

Well, now see where

that equality has gotten you, Sarah?

There is no man here to protect you,

because you've stepped out of your place in society.

If I'm so unprotected,

why are you holding the gun on me?

Do I have the right to use the bathroom?

Another atrocity?

A martyr.

It seems it was his time.

Oh, and that's for you to decide?

The bathroom is there.

Leave the door open.

VOICE MAIL: Leave your message after the tone.

Hey, Mike, this is Bud.

Look, there's no way that you're not there

at this time of night.

Hello?

Damn it, Mike, pick up!

I need to talk to you.

[ beep]

Okay.

[ dialing]

[ phone rings]

Hello. ROBERTS: It's Bud.

Hey, Bud.

Yeah, hey.

Yeah. No, I feel great now!

Yeah, back in the game.

This case is overwhelming.

Well, I'd feel the same way, Bud.

Nobody takes the death penalty lightly.

Well, listen, I'll be back in the office tomorrow.

We can work on it together, all right?

[ dance music pounding]

Look down there at the decadence of that place.

Do you approve of the drinking?

The drugs?

I approve of their freedom to choose.

To me, they are worse than infidels.

They have strayed

from the path and lost their faith.

What are you here for, Sadik?

Twenty-five years ago this month.

Does that mean anything to you?

Twenty-five years...

The Iranian Revolution.

The fall of the Shah and the Peacock Throne.

Very good.

When I was nine years old,

I saw Ruhollah Khomeini in person

and a vision opened up within me of a world of justice

and peace, Sarah, under Islam.

And a few months later,

my father was murdered

at the hands of the Shah's secret police.

And I found myself walking the streets of Tehran alone,

past the people in their rich attire

in their Mercedes, and their nightclubs.

And you hated them.

40 days after my father was killed,

again I was in the streets, but this time,

I was in the vanguard of a great army.

Tehran was in flames.

The war had begun.

And now the armies in Tehran

are pro-Western, and want reform.

Time and history are against you.

Your sense of history is shortsighted.

Would you like to know the secret of America's downfall?

Here, everything is for sale.

Your government goes to the Middle East

to look for weapons of mass destruction.

Everyone knows the weapons are here,

and, like everything else,

they can be bought here.

And diamonds are better than money.

Greed is the one human weakness

that can always be exploited.

Are you above greed?

Is there anything that you would give up your jihad for?

Are you making me an offer, Sarah?

Do I have something you want?

You are an intelligent, beautiful woman.

All men want...

All men want what?

What their mothers could never give them.

What do you want?

I want...

tea.

Make it for me.

Like a good Muslim woman.

So what's next, Sadik, convert me to Islam?

You revealed yourself to me

when we were in Paraguay, Sarah.

You were pretending to be a man's wife,

pretending to carry a child.

But when I saw through the illusion,

I realized you are pretending

to be a woman.

You are without a husband,

without children.

You live a barren life in a prison of fear.

And you've come to set me free.

I have helped many others to understand

that only in Islam can you be truly free.

Free to do what?

Cover every inch of my body, never leave the house?

If you lived a true Muslim life, then, yes,

you would be free in your soul.

You'd still have all your strength,

but also you would have purity.

You would wear the hejab and live with dignity,

not dress like a whore, and live like one.

I'm offering you a choice, Sarah.

If you want to live

like those people in the nightclub below,

then the only purification you can hope for is death.

But you'd want to humiliate me first.

Torture me.

Once you'd convinced yourself that I'm a whore,

maybe then you'd find your manhood, Sadik.

[ kettle whistles]

You won't be afraid of this body.

You could use me and throw me away.

[ kettle whistling]

Be careful.

You're afraid... of a woman making tea.

I'm beginning to understand

that what attracts you to me

is the same thing that angers you--

my independence.

Those kids in that nightclub

are free to choose how they want to live,

and you can't stand that.

So what are you going to do, kill them?

My God, you are.

The direction your country is taking

defines the direction I must take.

You plan to attack a nightclub full of innocent people.

No one in America is innocent!

Wake up, Sarah!

Isn't yours a government of and by its people?

So when your government kills

from great distance, with their smart bombs

and their missiles in the most cowardly manner,

isn't the blood that's shed on your hands

and theirs?

You believe in the death penalty, yes?

So do I.

9/11 was only the beginning.

You equate blowing up a nightclub with 9/11?

Oh, I could see the Stinger missiles in Paraguay.

Blowing a civilian airliner out of the sky

with U.S.-made missiles--

cowardly, but dramatic.

Slaughtering a bunch of kids while you watch from a distance?

You're scraping the bottom, Sadik.

Your tea's ready.

The bomb in the nightclub isn't my mission.

I wanted you to witness it so you would believe the truth

that you are not safe unless you are under my protection.

I can strike anywhere I desire.

Here, or in your JAG parking lot,

or at the heart of America.

Perhaps you are familiar with the term

"permissive action link"?

Yes, I know what that is.

It's the triggering device for a nuclear weapon.

Do you have one?

Soon.

From your arsenal, bought and paid for with your diamonds.

Who's it for?

Someone who will put it to good use.

Do you see how you need me to protect you?

So somebody has a nuke,

but they don't have the PAL to set it off.

Where are you getting it from?

I've said enough.

I am impressed.

Just bombing a nightclub seemed out of character for you.

So when is this going to happen?

In less than ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

Sadik, how can I make you call this off?

What can I do? There must be something.

[ sirens wailing in distance]

What is that?

What's what?

[ sirens blaring, tires screeching]

MAN [ over P. A. ]: Attention, this is the DC Police Department.

Keep going! Go! Go!

[ sirens blaring]

Please leave the area.

Go! Go!

[ shouting]

What have you done?

Don't lie to me.

I'm not weak

and I'm not barren

and I'm not a whore!

[ siren wails]

[ grunting ]

That was for Harm.

This one's for Clayton Webb.

Move, move.

Stand down, Colonel.

[ background radio communication ]

It's over.

You all right?

OFFICER: Got another body in here.

[ quietly]: Yeah.

[ chatter over radio ]

Oh...

I'm sorry.

For what?

For killing him.

He could have told us who he was getting the PAL from.

He could've killed you first.

[ quietly]: I'm not sorry.

[ closing theme music playing ]