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[♪♪♪]

[SNIFFS]

[SNIFFS]

[IN CZECH] No. I don't think we'll need to secure Vanda's support.

Thanks for waiting.

We've already made an arrangement with the finance minister.

Tell Mr. Reddington everything is proceeding as planned.

[SPEAKS IN CZECH]

You're headed to Stepanska, yes?

[IN ENGLISH] You speak English. I am English, sir. I hope you don't mind.

I read somewhere that you also speak the language.

Makes life a little easier for me. Of course.

Not a lot of Englishmen driving in Prague.

Heh. Little hot in here.

You mind turning on the air?

Yes, sir.

And there's some bottled water back there,

if you'd like. Oh, yeah.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[INDISTINCT ARGUING]

[METAL RATTLING]

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

[♪♪♪]

[IN CZECH] Hey!

Who are you?

Get up! Where are we? Get up!

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

MAN [IN CZECH]: Police! Open the door now!

Mr. Emil Dusek, a member of parliament in Prague, has been arrested.

Our sources tell us that Mr. Dusek is a suspect

in an ongoing murder investigation.

He was found in a man's apartment.

That man was a known male escort

who police believe was strangled to death.

INTERPRETER: Let me be clear.

I am completely innocent of these charges

and look forward to an opportunity to clear my name.

However, I have chosen to withdraw from the senate

to concentrate on my defense.

[DUSEK YELLS IN CZECH]

INTERPRETER: No more questions.

[INDISTINCT SPEAKING OVER PA]

[WATER SPLASHING]

Ha-ha-ha. Nico. My goodness.

Red. Welcome.

The house is yours until I return.

My flight is in three hours.

Look at you. You're wasting away.

Down 37 pounds.

All from swimming? Yes, swimming. And bread.

I cut out bread entirely.

I was a lifeguard my junior year in high school.

Had to give mouth-to-mouth to Mrs. Bierman.

She belched up a lungful of corned beef and chlorine.

I haven't been in a pool since. Sorry. Weren't you in the Navy?

Enough. To business.

What happened in Prague, losing Emil Dusek, is very concerning.

What happened in Prague is unfortunate

but how it happened is of more concern.

I believe it's a frame.

Dusek was targeted.

Targeted by whom?

The Kingmaker.

You're saying he was retained to eliminate Dusek

as a way of weakening our interests?

Yes.

What I don't know is who retained him.

You do know.

You may not have a name

but, Red, this was done by the same mysterious enemy

who has been plaguing you for months.

Prague is just one example.

Someone has devoted a great deal of time and energy

to depreciate your business. Watch your tone.

It's not my tone, Red.

People are talking.

Your friends are talking, whispering.

I don't have any friends.

Whoever this unseen enemy is, they don't think he's after us.

They think he's after you.

For now, they remain loyal

but they won't forever.

These friends you mention, the ones whispering in the shadows,

tell them from me:

"Shut the hell up."

[♪♪♪]

RESSLER: St. Adrian's Hospital?

This is where your father died.

Sam. it's the same building.

I checked like four times. Where did you get this?

At least tell me this,

do you trust the source? No.

Doesn't prove Reddington was there the day Sam died.

If Reddington did fly all the way to Nebraska

to talk to my dad before he died, must have been something he wanted.

Is it possible they were friends, he was paying respects?

Since when does Reddington have friends?

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

You gonna ask him about it?

Not until I know whether the photo's real.

RAYMOND: Jamie, tell your people I'll have an answer by the end of the week

but whether or not we do business, I'm keeping all the samples.

Lizzy, perfect timing. Say hello to Jamie.

LIZ: Hello.

Where's Tom?

What a delightful man.

Scrupulous mind for business, sharp as a tack.

Red, where is Tom? He's in New York.

Not to worry. My people are watching. Please excuse the house.

My host spends a tremendous amount of money on all the wrong things.

What the hell is that? RAYMOND: Cannabis.

Jamie's trying to form a huge consortium

of farms and warehouses outside Denver

and having a little trouble securing the financing, so I would be the bank.

I'd offer you an edible, but we have work to do.

The Kingmaker.

I've never met the man

but I recently lost a great deal of time and money to his talents.

He's single-handedly responsible for the rise and fall

of some of the world's most pivotal politicians and statesmen.

He's, what, some kind of political strategist?

He's raised opposition research to an art form.

He arranges scandals, exploits proclivities,

assassinates when necessary.

I don't know how he chooses his clients but they say he grooms them from an early age.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

The right universities, mentors,

even spouses. And when they're ready to run,

he does whatever it takes to assure their victory.

He's causing trouble for some politician in your pocket,

now you want the FBI to arrest him?

Yes. Please. And thank you.

My sources say he left Prague within the last 12 hours

on a flight to the United States.

Average hotel room bed can be riddled with anywhere between 100,000

and 2 million dust mites, bedbugs,

[SNIFFS]

Fecal matter, urine, semen,

methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus.

That bacteria alone kills more than 15,000 Americans per year.

I will not be joining them.

These cases, you often ask for something in return.

Now I'm asking. Tom.

I wanna know his every move.

The Kingmaker is on his way, Lizzy,

and whatever he intends to touch will turn very nasty.

[♪♪♪]

[HORNS HONKING AND SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

Almost 10 years ago now, I promised you such a day would come.

It will be the first of many on this grand journey of yours.

CHANDLER: So how far down is that?

Twenty-five feet. It has to be convincing.

Well, it's gonna be really convincing if we end up dead.

[SNIFFS]

Like all objects, a vehicle in free fall will accelerate

at a rate of 9.8 meters per second, squared.

At 6180 pounds, your car will generate

an impact force of 557.2 kilonewtons.

Well below the NHTSA thresholds for a front-end collision.

How will it happen?

The less you know, the better.

The life you've requested is a bold one, Patrick.

Full of bold choices, like this one.

It would be a shame to learn, after all this time

that you never really had it in you.

If you wish to remain my client,

you will be on this bridge at exactly 4 p.m.

if you do not,

then I wish you and yours the loveliest of ordinary lives.

I'll be here. Yes.

You won't be for long.

MEERA: Reddington's intel had our suspect travel from Prague to the States

sometime in the past 12 hours. There were six flights during this period.

We've pulled the passenger manifests, applied the profile you developed:

A foreign national, male, 35 to 65 years of age,

traveling alone in first class.

That narrowed the list down to 47 passengers.

MEERA: Of those, 40 were on business.

We were able to confirm their itineraries with their respective corporations,

which leaves seven potentials.

Six of which checked into the hotels they listed on their immigration forms.

One did not.

MEERA: You're looking at the Kingmaker.

Paul Fredrick Smithson.

Got to assume that's an alias.

Where did they land?

JFK, 4:52 p.m.

Get this. We pulled the credit card that our suspect used

to purchase his ticket into the United States.

Forty-five minutes ago, that card was used to book a hotel room in Manhattan.

What hotel? The St. Rose in midtown.

[♪♪♪]

Federal agents. Hands where I can see them.

What's going on?

It's a case of stolen identity. He cloned his credit card and passport

and he's a salesman who travels frequently.

For all we know, this guy's not even in New York anymore.

This could have just been his entry point.

WAITER: Anything else? MAN: No. Thank you.

WAITER: No problem.

Have you lost your mind?

What I've lost is the luxury of time, Alan. I don't have a week to wait around

for your minions to pass my request up the food chain.

This is out-of-bounds, Ray.

As much as I appreciate a good sports metaphor,

what I've come to discuss requires a somewhat more dramatic analogy.

I'm under attack and have been for some time.

My interests, my allies.

Someone has targeted my key infrastructure,

and the truth is, I'm bleeding.

Why should I even consider involving myself in your mess?

Because my enemy is your enemy.

We co-exist, Ray.

Surely our last interaction proved we're not friends.

Don't overestimate the nature of our relationship.

By my estimation, we not only co-exist, we depend on each other to survive.

What I possess would lay waste to you and your alliance.

Yes, and should that information ever become public,

there would be no reason for us not to kill you on the spot.

I have no intention of making it public.

But this enemy of mine, if he prevails, and in so doing

finds himself in possession of that information,

he may very well choose not to be so discreet.

You're already involved in this mess, Alan,

and if I lose control of the information, you may be exposed.

And if I die, it triggers my own protocol for release.

I don't respond well to threats.

I'm not here to threaten you.

I'm here to see if we can work together.

[DOOR BELL JINGLES]

CHANDLER: So how is everything, guys?

WOMAN: Good. Delicious. Yeah? All right.

Hey, I'm so glad you took the day.

Yeah. You've been working so hard.

Come here.

Love you.

I love you.

[♪♪♪]

Where you going? It's faster going through Lancaster.

Yeah, I thought we'd take the bridge, you know, drive along the river.

Maybe we get out, Maddy can feed the ducks.

Sounds great.

He's coming your way.

[♪♪♪]

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO]

Oh, my God! MAD DY: Aah!

MAN [OVER TV]: You are looking at cell phone footage

taken by a pedestrian near the Causeway bridge.

Patrick Chandler, a state assemblyman, was involved in a collision

that forced his car over the side rail, a terrifying hit-and-run.

The assemblyman and his family were taken to a nearby hospital

where doctors were unable to resuscitate Mrs. Chandler.

This is a tragic loss for the New York state lawmaker.

Keep it right here on this news channel for all the late-break...

You think he did this?

Some freshman politician is suddenly thrust into the spotlight,

his selfless heroism on full display.

I suspect Assemblyman Patrick Chandler's poll numbers

are about to go through the roof.

It just reeks of the Kingmaker.

I watched a man give CPR to his wife, you're telling me it was a media stunt?

Yes.

Go out to the bridge.

Perhaps you can figure out why there aren't any tire marks.

MEERA: it doesn't make any sense.

Chandler's a Boy Scout, president of the high school student council,

chairman of the Young Entrepreneurs Society at Princeton.

He also did a term in the county legislature

before becoming the youngest assemblyman in all of New York's districts.

This guy's been groomed.

He was just elected 10 months ago. His term is two years.

So he's not even running for anything? COOPER: What are we saying?

He risked his child's life and murdered his wife for what?

He also risked his own life. ARAM: Listen to this.

"Allison is my everything, my moral center.

She makes me a better man."

Sorry. Husbands lie to their wives.

I have no problem believing this guy is capable of just about anything.

All right, so wind this up and get over to that accident site.

Agent Keen.

I got that surveillance footage you subpoenaed.

[♪♪♪]

What exactly are we looking for? Reddington.

Whoa, hold on.

Mr. Reddington.

Bingo, 4:37 in the afternoon.

My father died at 5:30

Red left one hour before.

Hey, Keen, you ready?

RESSLER: Okay, so, what's the deal?

Chandler drove up from the south. No.

No, not with the case.

Something's wrong, and it's not just Reddington being at that hospital.

You and Tom having problems?

You're not the first one to deal with this. People wake up and realize

their husband or wife isn't everything they hoped for.

We had a fight.

He left the house. I don't even know where he went.

He'll be back.

It's not over, you know that.

So why from the south?

Why was Chandler even on this bridge?

His house and office are in Werther County

which is the opposite direction.

He planned to be here. LIZ: And Red was right.

Accident-investigation squad didn't find skid marks leading to the drop-off point.

Chandler didn't even try to stop.

He'll say he didn't have time.

Or maybe the plan was to go over the side.

What about the vehicle that hit him?

Driver loses control and never slams on the brakes?

No, he needed speed, enough to drive Chandler's car through that railing.

As crazy as it seems, it did work.

I mean, this Chandler guy is everywhere. Every news show, talk show.

RESSLER: Let's go pay New York's newest hero a visit.

Look, I need to get back to the hospital. My daughter's still there.

I've spoken with the patrol guys.

We know you spoke to patrol, but we're not with the N.Y.P.D.

We're with the FBI.

The FBI? I don't understand.

We were hoping you could help us understand a few things.

Like why you were crossing the Causeway bridge from the south.

You don't live in that direction. Where were you headed?

Nowhere. We stopped to get ice cream

then decided to take a drive.

It was your idea? Yes.

Actually, no. Look, I'm not sure. It might have been my daughter's.

It must be difficult to see her so traumatized.

She's heartbroken.

Her mother was everything to her.

She was everything to us both.

Sorry for your family's loss.

We understand your wife suffered a concussion. That's how she drowned?

Not sure I'm ready to talk about this. We're just looking for facts.

I understand that, but some other time. Right now I need to be with my daughter.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Hey, hold on. Hey. Text me the address.

We got something. 911 calls all give the same ID for the vehicle that hit Chandler.

Let me guess, a van.

Utility van with signage for a Destination Plumbing.

It's a one-man shop owned by an Arturo Ruiz.

[DOOR SQUEAKS THEN CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

KINGMAKER: it seems we have a problem.

Yeah. You're damn right we do. You were supposed to stay.

You were to give the police a statement that it was an accident.

It doesn't look like an accident, Arturo, if you flee the scene.

You kidding me right now? There were witnesses on that bridge.

Do you really think the police aren't going to find you?

It's only a matter of time before they're here

treating you like a suspect, not like a man who lost control of his vehicle.

I have to say...

I'm really quite upset.

You lied to me. You told me he'd be alone.

You didn't say a woman and child would be in the car.

What difference does that make?

That woman died.

I'm the one who has to live with this.

No, Arturo.

You don't.

[GUNSHOT]

All right, everyone.

First, my thanks for making time on such short notice.

We have serious business to discuss.

Your message said you were approached by Reddington.

You would think he'd be less interested in talking after your last conversation.

I agree. So if he's making contact,

it's only because he thinks it's absolutely necessary.

What does he want?

Our assistance.

His business is under attack.

Someone with skill and resources is conducting a highly-advanced,

globally-coordinated assault on his interests.

They don't seem satisfied to just kill him.

This enemy of his seems to want him to lose everything.

MAN: I like the sound of that.

Don't be so sure.

If Reddington has nothing to lose,

then there's no reason for him to hold this evidence he has against us at bay.

And if he dies...

This enemy, what do we know about him?

And more importantly, what does he know about us?

We know little about him,

but that's not surprising because Reddington doesn't know.

As for what this enemy knows about us, so far,

we believe nothing.

But if we wanna keep it that way, we may have to get involved.

MAN: For this enemy to elude Reddington

despite Reddington's skill,

I believe it may be an error to make

such a dangerous man our enemy.

And if he exposes us?

If that possibility becomes real,

we will have to respond as we have in the past

to protect our alliance.

With all due respect, since you don't speak for all of us,

we should put it to a vote and then see where we stand.

[♪♪♪]

RESSLER: Hello? Mr. Ruiz?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

[PHONE RINGING]

[MACHINE BEEPS]

RUIZ [ON RECORDING]: You've reached Destination Plumbing.

Our business hours are from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m., Monday through Friday.

If this is an emergency, call our hotline... Arturo Ruiz, federal agent.

[SNIFFS]

[FOOTSTEPS]

That's far enough.

Take a seat just there. We must be quite careful now.

My wife... Yes.

You did your very best to try and save her.

It was heroic, in fact.

This business of mine...

it's an art, not a science.

I'm sorry, Patrick. Truly, I am.

But try to see objectively that this works

completely to your advantage.

You're not only a hero now, but the world is mourning with you.

Never underestimate the power of public sympathy.

The FBI came to see me.

About what? I don't know.

They were asking me about why I was on the bridge.

I think we should stop. Just for now. No, stopping now defeats

the purpose of what we've just done.

We must capitalize on this momentum or it will dissipate.

No.

Now we move to the next phase.

The Kingmaker killed Ruiz to tie up loose ends.

Problem is we'll never be able to prove it.

ME report says it could be suicide, but it's not conclusive.

There's only trace amounts of gunshot residue on the right hand.

The stippling's inconsistent with the contact wound.

On the other hand, suicide is consistent

with someone who ran an entire family off a bridge.

I pulled his phone records. it primarily shows calls on his business line.

Primarily? Three days ago, Ruiz received a call

from a phone booth off 11th and Lincoln.

I told you, there's nothing here.

If the Kingmaker chose that pay phone of all the phones in the city,

there's a reason. Which is?

Le Claire's Pawn Shop.

[DOOR BELL JINGLES]

Mr. Gibbons. Oh, of course, Mr. Gibbons.

Right this way.

Thank you.

Mr. Gibbons, welcome back.

Would you like to check your coat? No, thank you.

Ah. Smells like decadence and vice.

[LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

The Ohlbaum Philly, please. Make it two.

MAN: Excellent choice, sir.

LIZ: What is...?

Who are these people? Exactly.

LIZ: The Kingmaker, he was here?

That guy over there... Don't look.

Okay? With the hair.

LIZ: Is he why we're here? RAYMOND: No.

He won the gold medal for the clean and jerk for Belarus.

Two hundred and fifty-eight kilograms.

Magnificent drinker, smokes like a chimney.

Mm-mm.

Hold it, at least. Wave it around.

At least look like someone who wants to be here.

The owner will make his rounds soon enough.

My father died of lung cancer. Mm.

Forgive me.

Should we go? No.

You sure? Let's wait for the owner.

You once said the reason you were here was because of my father.

What's this about, Lizzy?

Did the two of you know each other?

Don't tell me you were friends. You don't have friends.

I knew your father and he knew me.

Is that why you were in his hospital room the day he died?

I talked to you on the phone that day.

You never mentioned you were there. No, I didn't.

There was something he wanted to tell me.

I could tell by his voice the last time we spoke

but he didn't.

Was that because of you?

You were at my father's bedside the day he died.

I've been with you almost every day since.

You've said nothing. Not a word.

The two of you obviously knew one another

but he never mentioned you.

Why?

How did you know each other?

Why were you there?

I went to see Sam before he died.

I said goodbye.

Charles.

CHARLES: Good to see you again, my friend.

RAYMOND: Bless you, Charles. You are my friend.

Natalie here is under the impression I don't have any.

Listen, Charles,

I need to know whether this gentleman has been in recently.

Oh, I'm not in the business of revealing my clientele but...

considering Maili...

[LAUGHING] Oh, my God, Maili.

The tiniest lady on Earth. What a marvel.

The things she could do. On her head.

That's right, on her head. Ha-ha-ha.

I wish you could have met her.

CHARLES: Anyway, about your inquiry,

he was here for dinner a few evenings ago.

Mr. King.

How perfectly on the nose.

Did he leave a telephone number when he made his reservation?

No, but he was complaining about the heat register at the Brixton.

[♪♪♪]

Clear. Room's clean.

[BEEP]

[BEEP]

RESSLER: What in the hell is this?

Okay, that's the last one.

ARAM: Got it. MEERA: What are we looking at?

RESSLER: Looks like a private residence. Comparing blueprints to the photos,

I'd say these two are the same.

LIZ: The second and third photo I sent you appear to be

alarm codes and wiring schematics.

It's a breaching plan.

You might have found our suspect's next target.

I wanna know who that house belongs to. MEERA: Wait.

Can you blow up that lower-left photo?

What do you see?

MEERA: There in that window. Aram?

One second. Let's get the...

Get the fuzzies out. Okay. MEERA: V and M Security.

Can you pull up the alarm codes for the house?

Hold on.

[TYPING]

ARAM: According to V and M's database,

the system is registered to an Albert R. Mitchell.

The U.S. senator?

Next target, but why?

When a senator dies in office, it triggers an election.

Guess who the front-runner would be to fill the vacancy.

Representative Patrick Chandler.

Get out there and place Mitchell in protective custody now.

Get Senator Mitchell on the line and alert the property's security office.

[ALARM BLARING]

What's happening? I don't know.

I'm calling the police.

[DIALING THEN PHONE BEEPING]

There's no signal.

Get in the bathroom and lock the door.

JEANIE: Where are you going? Check out the house.

Get in the bathroom, Jeanie, please.

Can't get Mitchell on the line. We traced the banking information

found in Royce's hotel to accounts linked to Chandler.

The payments go back to 2007.

They've been planning this thing for years.

[♪♪♪]

[STAIRS CREAKING]

[MAN SNIFFS]

[GRUNTS]

Look, take anything you want and go.

No, I'm not interested in your valuables, senator.

Who are you? It doesn't matter who I am.

It only matters who they'll think I was.

[SNIFFS]

[COCKS GUN]

The papers will say that it was a burglary gone wrong.

Your top-notch security system alerted you to the intruder.

Naturally, you went for your weapon

only to learn, as so many gun owners tragically do,

that you're far more likely to have that very weapon used against you.

Look, I'll give you anything.

What do you want?

I want you to vacate your senate seat.

What are you talking about?

Submit your resignation.

Okay. Sure, whatever you say.

I can do it tomorrow. Hmm. Tsk.

Unfortunately, on second thought,

I don't think I can trust the word of a politician.

[GUNSHOT]

I'll go around the back.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

I'll call it in. I'm up.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[CHOKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[PANTING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

I've been here for almost 20 minutes.

Yeah. I can't remember the last time...

Ray, before you say what you're about to say,

I was told not to come here at all.

You're feeling disrespected, but the fact that I even walked in here

is proof that the opposite is true.

I take it you spoke with your colleagues.

We're out, Ray.

That's a mistake.

Yeah, so you said.

And if the evidence in my possession is compromised?

We're big boys. We can do our own risk assessment.

Look, for what it's worth, I voted to step in

but others were not as forward-thinking.

The Chinese delegation.

There are some among us who think we should have killed you outright,

called your bluff about whether or not you actually have this...

alleged evidence.

And that would be another mistake.

You know me considerably better than either of us would like to admit.

I will win this war.

This enemy of mine will lose.

Even with you and your shortsighted brethren watching safely

from a distant hill.

Why? Because as bad as you may think I am,

as far as you think I'm willing to go to protect that which I hold most dear,

you can't possibly fathom how deep that well of mine truly goes.

You think you've come here

simply to say that you can't help me

but all you've done is ensure that when this is all over,

I won't be able to help you.

When the day inevitably comes that I settle up with your little alliance,

it will be you, Alan,

alone in the dark.

[♪♪♪]

Agent Keen for you.

What have you got, Lizzy? The Kingmaker.

You have him? He was targeting Mitchell

so Chandler could take his seat.

Lizzy, listen to me very closely.

I need you to hold him for me.

Ten minutes with him, that's all I need.

Why? There's a politician in Prague.

The Kingmaker was hired to take him out of play.

I need to know who commissioned that.

That's not going to be possible.

It's the entire reason I brought you this case.

The Kingmaker is dead.

Red?

Red?

[PHONE BEEPS]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

REPORTERS: Mr. Chandler.

WOMAN 1: Will you stop for a few questions, Mr. Chandler? Mr. Chandler?

WOMAN 2: Mr. Chandler, what happened?

WOMAN 1: Do you have a few minutes to answer questions?

WOMAN 3: Tell me about the accident.

How are you feeling? When will you be returning to work?

Our thoughts and prayers go out to Senator Mitchell and his family.

I'm pleased to hear he's stable and I hope he makes a full recovery.

Patrick Chandler. Yeah?

You're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder.

MAN 1: Mr. Chandler, care to comment? Smile for the cameras.

WOMAN 1: Mr. Chandler. Mr. Chandler, what happened?

WOMAN 2: The attack on Senator Mitchell?

MAN 1: Care to comment, sir? MAN 3: Congressman.

Aram. Hey, I know you're super busy

but there's something you said that's been bothering me.

Mr. Reddington left the hospital at 4:37 p.m.

You said your father died an hour later?

Right. My father died around 5:30 p.m. What are you getting at?

I asked the hospital to send their report

taken by the nurse on duty at the time of your father's death.

Your father was found by the hospital staff at 5:30 p.m.

but the medical examiner estimated he died a little less than an hour

before he was found.

When Reddington was in the room.

He was there when my father died.

[DOOR OPENS]

Aah. You...

[DOOR SLAMS]

Give us a moment.

I have update for you on the movements of your husband. Apparently, Tom has...

Were you in the hospital room when he died?

Did you kill my father?

Did you kill him?

Yes.

I was right.

There was something he wanted to tell me and you didn't want me to know.

It's not quite that simple. Go to hell.

I don't expect you to understand. Understand?

How could I possibly understand

when you take someone I love away from me and then try to justify it?

Listen to me.

I've been friends with Sam for all of yours and most of my life.

He was dying.

Every part of his body was failing.

He was impatient for it to end.

He'd asked to be disconnected

from all the machines. He was in pain and suffering.

And he wasn't thinking clearly.

If he were, he would never have chosen to tell you any of it.

It wasn't his choice to make.

We said goodbye...

and I put him out of his misery.

We're done.

I'm done.

This ends right now.

God, you're a monster.

[KEATON HENSON'S "SWEETHEART, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US?" PLAYS]

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ Sweetheart ♪

♪ What have you done to us? ♪

♪ I turned my back ♪

♪ And you turned to dust ♪

♪ What have you done? ♪

♪ And, oh, Please just come here ♪

♪ Don't fight with me ♪

♪ And I admit I think you may have broken it ♪

♪ And if all you wanted Was songs for you ♪

♪ Well, here goes ♪

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

♪ After all You've put me through ♪

♪ Here's one for you ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

I didn't know where else to go.

♪ What have you done To our love? ♪ ♪

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