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[woman] Previously on Crossing Jordan...

You okay?

[Garret] Dexamethasone for a headache.

That's--

that's pretty hard-core.

It's like a cannon for a housefly.

It's a growth in your brain the size of a golf ball.

You still need the surgery.

Did he give you the stats on that?

That I could probably die?

You've been seizing and didn't even know it.

If you say a word of this to anyone...

You tested her DNA against itself?

How could you make a mistake like that?

You sure you're okay?

[Garret] I'm taking you out of the rotation.

No autopsies, no crime scenes, no lab work.

Is this your way of blackmailing me into surgery?

You won't let me help you.

I can't do anything about that.

But I can't cover for you anymore.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[gunshot]

[woman reporter] According to authorities,

there remain no leads as to the whereabouts

of the bus or the 13 children who were on it

when it was apparently hijacked last Friday.

War. School shootings. And now this.

Woody have any leads on where they are?

No.

Bus is probably off the road somewhere,

kids stashed away.

Negotiators are just stalling

while the parents are trying to raise the money.

Among the missing and believed captive

are 4th grade schoolteacher, Grace Coleman,

and the bus driver, Fred Dulluth.

How much are they asking for?

A million a kid-- 13 million.

[sighing] Yeah, you're right.

Didn't there use to be good news?

Huh.

I'm gonna get back to work

before I lose my faith in humanity.

I got a triple homicide.

Oh.

Good, you're here. Mm-hmm.

I'm backed up on two autopsies and BPD's sending over a body.

Could you take it?

Uh...

Writing the new forensics chapter

for the police manual

is so difficult you can't do anything else?

Uh...

Mm-hmm.

How much longer are the rest of us

gonna have to pick up your slack?

Uh, assignments aren't my call.

Take it up with Garret.

I already did.

Guess it pays to be teacher's pet.

I can't be here

and not work.

I finished the chapter a week ago.

People are starting to talk.

I can still do my job.

I'm on different medication now.

My short-term memory is better.

My vision.

So are the headaches, yeah.

And--and I've been thinking about it.

I'll, uh, video my autopsies,

you know, so I can double-check my work.

What about the weakness in your hand?

What if you drop evidence and corrupt it?

I can't put this morgue at risk again because you're bored.

You think this is about me being bored?

I think this is about you being scared

scared to do what you have to do.

Cutting open my brain is not the easy answer.

If it were, I would do it.

You know, you have a meningioma in your brain

pressing on your frontal lobe

and you are doing nothing!

No, I am taking steroids.

Steroids control the swelling.

They don't stop the growth.

You wanna talk about the side effects?

The psychosis...

People function with illnesses every day.

That's right.

When they push themselves, they forget to eat and sleep,

they wear down the immune system,

they get seizures...

[sighs]

I'm not gonna let that happen to you.

[knocking on door]

I, uh,

went back to the break room to get more creamer.

They found the bus.

It looks ugly.

[hijacker] Get away from the bus

if you wanna see the kids alive.

All right, just calm down.

Nobody's making a move.

[hijacker] Get those cars away from me now!

[Woody] How about you let some of the kids off the bus?

As a show of faith.

You do that, I'll have some of the officers

back off a little, give you some space.

[Norton] I'll take that, Detective.

He's been screaming demands. You weren't here.

I'm here now. What do we got?

Uni spotted the bus traveling North on 84.

Noticed it didn't have any numbers,

tried to pull it over, it took off.

The chase dead-ended here.

Anybody got a visual on the kids?

Between the mud on the window,

the tint, and the glare, we can't see inside.

But now that S.W.A.T.'s here...

This is Terrel Norton.

We've been talking on the telephone.

Let six go, then let's talk ransom.

[ignition starting]

What is he doing?

Turn off the engine!

Take the driver out. Now!

[gunshot]

[Norton] Go, go!

Get the kids. Get the kids off that bus.

[Woody] We gotta get on the bus.

Oh, my God.

Where are they?

What's going on?

Where the hell are the kids?

[suspenseful rock music]

♪

[Garret] Any idea about the kids and the teacher?

There's 207 miles on the odometer

since the bus was signed out of the bus lot

the morning of the hijacking.

We're 87 miles from the school.

You do the math.

[Bug] So what was this guy doing?

Wasn't the ransom about to be paid?

We're thinking wherever the other hijacker

has them hidden, the search got close.

They decided to ditch the bus before it became a liability.

Maybe...had another car stashed somewhere.

That is the real bus driver, Fred Dulluth.

The one behind the wheel is our hijacker.

CSU ran his prints-- Jack McGinness.

He was a janitor at the school.

Unis searched his apartment, phone records--

no clue as to who

the other hijacker is or where.

Body temperature zero.

And the rigor's already passed.

He's been dead at least a couple of days.

How?

Well, there's a...

purple ecchymosis on the side of his neck.

Purple what?

Suggests hemorrhaging around the brain.

Yeah, his neck's been broken.

So our hijacker was trying to dispose

this bus and the body.

Great.

They've killed already.

They've got nothing to lose by killing the kids.

[Garret] We need Trace off these bodies.

Pollen, mud.

Anything that can get us location.

We need everything

CSU takes off this bus to cross-check.

We're gonna find those kids.

Unless it's too late.

This blood

isn't from the driver or from the hijacker

and it's days old.

And the trail leads...

Someone was shot.

Is that the John Doe

they found on Beals?

Beals Street it is.

Abandoned building.

Construction workers found him--

Don't need the whole almanac.

Let's just do this. I got two more waiting.

Some people embrace their work.

They even smile every now and again.

I smile--at home.

[Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite]

Oh, great.

Santa Claus in April.

They didn't mention this?

[Nigel] He was found in the chimney.

Clutching...

♪

Nigel...

Merry Christmas.

Bloody hell. You know who this is?

Don't even--

The cookies that I left out for Father Christmas this year,

they weren't eaten.

I hate to break it to you,

but there is no Santa Claus.

This body is a lunatic

who put on a costume and jumped down a chimney.

It happens every Christmas.

I beg to differ.

Yes, Virginia,

there is a Santa Claus.

And he's dead.

I saw the news. I prepped Trace.

CSU is still prepping the bus.

But they should have everything here within the hour.

I'll help with the bodies and I can run point with CSU.

Bug and I have this one handled, Jordan.

We do?

You need to find those kids.

And right now another hand will just be in the way.

But the faster you get through this--

I know how it goes. And so do you.

Father of one of the kids is here

with a toothbrush.

[Bug] There's a lotta dried blood on the bus.

Not theirs.

And a bullet with tissue on it.

It looks like one of them is dead.

You wanna help, handle the parents.

Get the DNA and help rule out their kids.

I'll help the parents.

The thing that kills me...

[sniffling]

Jamie asked me to brush his teeth for him

the night before he--

[sobbing]

He thought it was the funniest thing...

having someone... brush his teeth for him

like he was a little boy.

I wouldn't do it.

[sniffling and sobbing]

I thought he was being lazy.

Why didn't I just do it?

I'll run this.

God willing, he's okay.

God?

You tell me if it's his blood as soon as you know.

Either way.

[rock music]

♪ I got a fever

Don't you have any Christmas music?

[turns off music]

[humming We Wish You a Merry Christmas]

Okay, stop.

♪ We wish you a Merry Christmas ♪Stop!

So I ran Mr. Kringle's stomach contents.

Raisins, caraway seeds and soda bread.

Traditional Irish eats, served only...

on Christmas Eve.

So that and decomp puts time of death at December 24th.

[Kate] Why do you insist on making a joke of this man?

Can't you even entertain the possibility?

Why?

Don't you believe in anything?

I believe this man was a drunk.

All right? I found cyanosis.

And he died of asphyxiation

due to compression of his chest in that chimney.

He also had cirrhosis of the liver

and a blood alcohol level of .21 when he died.

I bet coming down that chimney

sounded funny after a few shots

of rum eggnog,

but by the time he fell in,

I doubt Santa knew if he was on a roof or riding on Rudolph.

Can we move on now, little elf?

[machine beeps]

What now?

[sighs]

[machine beeping]

You know that hair that you found on his coat?

Yeah?

Rangifer tarandus.

Reindeer?

Reindeer.

Aha.

[Nigel] Reindeer.

[instrumental music]

♪

[knocking on door]

[woman] Excuse me.

The receptionist said that I should see you.

My daughter...

Oh, uh...

yes, she's one of the children on the bus?

She's the teacher.

Grace Coleman.

You're the one collecting the DNA?

Yes.

Wow, she has your eyes.

Grace always wanted to be a teacher.

Ever since she was a little girl.

It was all she ever really wanted to do.

Okay, well, uh...

I'll test this.

And we should know very quickly.

I already know.

The blood that they found on the bus...

it's hers.

I know you're afraid.

Yes.

I'm afraid.

But it's true.

You run your test.

It's Grace.

[Bug] You got a match?

The teacher.

Her mother was sure it was her blood.

And she was right.

[Bug] You think she knows something?

The daughter was involved?

What daughter was involved?

Jordan thinks the schoolteacher.

No, I--I didn't say that.

But her mother was certain

that it was her blood on the bus.

And--and it was.

I wanna talk to her.

Any luck on the other hijacker?

He doubled the 13 million.

Deadline is noon tomorrow.

Hostage negotiator thinks that we're in trouble.

The way he reads this guy--

the game he plays, even if the parents

do come up with the cash,

we're never gonna see those kids again.

You need to give me a place to find them.

We've got a deer tick on the bus driver's scalp--

I think they're hiding in the woods.

Traces of silver in the janitor's stomach contents

suggests a silver mine connected to a well.

Of which there are over 200 in Massachusetts.

And one in every quadrant.

You can't narrow that down?

Look, the major axis of the search grid

extends 60 miles from the school

and from where the bus was found.

That gives a minor axis of 187.8 miles.

That's 30,521 square miles.

They could be anywhere.

And we're nowhere.

Uh, Mrs. Coleman,

I know this is difficult.

If you know something about this hijacking,

if your daughter was involved in any way...

No, it's not that.

Not at all.

I...

feel it.

I feel her.

You're saying it's some kind of intuition?

I'm saying I know.

I'm not some nut.

I know that's what I would think

if somebody told me what I'm telling you now.

[Woody] It's okay.

I am going to go. I'm very sorry.

I wouldn't believe me either.

He's just, uh,

he's just anxious to find everyone.

He thinks my daughter's dead.

But she's not.

Grace's, uh, sister died two years ago.

Car accident.

I'm so sorry.

When I got the call about Tyra--

her sister--

I knew.

I felt it in my core.

But Grace...

no.

She's alive.

[sighs]

We're doing everything we can to find out where they are.

You have to find her.

I don't think she has much time.

The, uh, mother give you anything?

She's a kook.

[Woody] You any closer to finding those kids?

[Bug] Not yet.

Maybe.

The bus driver died from a broken neck.

The vertebra's fractured clean.

But check this out.

Ruptured artery too?

To do both at the same time is a million to one shot.

Kills in one blow.

Instant death.

So the killer was either lucky or a professional.

My guess is military.

Special Ops of some kind.

Bug, hey, what's going on?

We got a lead. Jason Roberts.

Born in Worcester.

Same as the janitor.

Dishonorably discharged.

So they grew up together?Uh-huh.

Accused of leading retaliatory raids in Iraq,

killing without cause.

The charges were dropped for a lack of evidence.

It gets worse.

Jason Roberts was in Raleigh Durham four months ago.

Same time, local police stumbled onto a plan

to kidnap a school bus of fifth graders.

Didn't connect this before?

Nailed a school administrator before he made a move.

Said he was in it alone.

One of the things the plans make clear--

Do not release the kids.

If they can ID you, they're baggage.

If the, uh, ghost whisperer

has any more flashes of where the kids are, let me know.

You X-rayed the present?

Impossible to tell what it is.

Open it.

A gift from Santa?

To someone else?

You seriously need help.

Oh, and I saw your little story on the local news.

"The search for the reindeer continues"?

That was off the record.

You've just sent an open invitation

to every nutcase in the city

to traipse in here

and try to take a look at your Mr. Kringle.

Dr. Switzer?

What is it?

The Easter Bunny's in the lobby.

[man] Horace.

His name's Horace Burroughs.

We, uh, worked together.

Delivering Easter Baskets?

At the Cambridge Mall.

Four weeks every Christmas, four weeks at Easter.

At Christmas, uh, Horace was Santa,

I'm the reindeer.

At Easter, uh, he was a giant egg,

I'm the bunny.

Kids like to bring us lettuce.

So Horace isn't really Santa.

And you're not really the Easter Bunny.

Horace, um...

loved the holidays, the kids.

And he was an incredible Santa.

He even grew the real beard.

And, um,

no one "ho ho ho'ed" like Ho-Horace.

Sounds almost like Santa himself.

The spirit of Santa.

Kids felt he was the real deal.

He wrote down the Christmas wish of every boy and girl

who ever sat on his lap.

Did Horace drink, Mr. O'Dell?

Years ago, but, uh,

I thought he'd stopped.

Every Christmas,

and all those kids--

I think he was depressed.

He really had no one.

No family?

Well, he had a daughter, but they didn't see each other.

Never understood that.

She even lived in town, I think.

We'll find her.

We'll let her know about her father.

[typing sounds]

[computer beeping]

[Garret] What are you doing?

The teacher, Grace Coleman,

this is her blood on the outside of the emergency exit door.

Uh, her--her mother still thinks she's alive.

And she knows this how?

Uh,

she's uh, she's got a-a feeling.

Okay.

Jordan, go back to your office.

Look, she--she's not with the kids.

This blood suggests that she was off--

This blood suggests she was taken off the bus.

It's--it's the emergency exit, okay?

She was bleeding, maybe they thought she was dead.

Maybe sh-- the kids were freaking--

Listen to me!

One second, please.

If it were Abby,

I would wanna think the same thing.

I really would.

Just because she has faith

doesn't mean that she's wrong.

Okay, even if she survived,

it's been days.

In freezing cold temperatures,

without treatment.

Yeah, but that doesn't prove anything.

Listen, there are hundreds of people

searching the whole state, Jordan.

Just go back to your office.

Do me a favor.

No, I--I told her mom. I told her mom.

Jordan! Oh, my God.

I told her mom.

I don't know.

What's going on, Jordan?

Jordan!

[groaning]

Get back! Get back!What's going on?

Oh, my God. Is she okay?

Jordan.

Jordan.

Jordan.

She's gonna be all right.

Isn't she?

[sighs]

Ah!

Just open your eyes.

Ah. I'm fine.

How many fingers?

Friday.

That's very funny.

I wish you'd let me call Dr. Sanchez.

No, I-I called him last night.

I had a seizure.

You get a seizure last night?

I'm--I'm on medication, okay?

He upped my dosage to control it.

It's, you know, it's just not in my system yet.

I'm not driving.

I'm not putting myself in places where it could be a problem.

You know, you scared

the hell out of me.

Scared the hell out of all of us.

So the cat's out of the bag.

Yeah.

I swear,

if people start tiptoeing around me,

I'm gonna kill someone.

Is that really what you're worried about?

I'm worried about the kids.

I'm worried about the teacher.

Okay, you let me handle that.

It's time for you to think about yourself for once.

I'm gonna walk out of here and close that door.

And if I catch you setting one foot outside this office,

I'm just might kill somebody.

[sighs]

How is she?

Hostile and argumentative.

Thank God.

How long have you known?

A couple of weeks.

[Bug] You know, we thought it was you.

Researching meningiomas.

You should've told us.

She should've told you.

What does it mean? What happens to her?

If it keeps growing, it'll squeeze off

the blood supply to the temporal lobe.

She'll have more seizures,

some memory loss.

Lose some cognitive abilities.

Could she die?

I gotta get some air.

[girl] Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Are you with someone?

My mom.

She's in there.

Santa's dead.

No, not Santa...

That old man on TV,

dressed up like Santa...

he was my grandpa.

Mm...

I'm sorry.

I never met him.

Why are you sad?

Someone I love is sick.

Are they gonna be okay?

I hope so.

My mother's sad too.

Oh, when people...

lose someone...

it can be hard.

She says he didn't love us.

[knocking on door]

I'm sorry.

I think she's a little worried about you.

Okay, thank you.

Hi, baby. Come here, I'm sorry.

[Nigel] I'm very sorry for your loss.

From what Dr. Switzer and I heard,

your father was a very caring man.

Caring?

It's just that he played Santa to all those kids.

No, my father was a drunk who left when I was two.

I've seen him twice in the past 30 years,

and, um...

now I find out

that he lived the last three years

a breath away from me.

And not a word.

I mean, what father hates his kid so much that he would--

just let me know when I can have his body picked up.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Okay, baby, let's go.

So much for your spirit of Santa.

[knocking on door]

Jordan?

Look...

Jordan...

I know you're resting, but...

Shut the door.

CSU partitioned the ice,

the deepest layer

had high density spruce,

the next was fir,

so that means Grace Coleman was probably--

Jordan! Yeah?

You had a seizure.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you?

Yeah, I'm--I'm sorry, uh... I'm sorry I scared you.

Sorry I didn't even tell you.

I'm--I'm sorry I'm not rolling over and playing dead

so everybody can just fill themselves with pity.

[knocking on door]

[Bug] I uh, don't mean to interrupt,

but...

You're up.

Is that gonna be a problem for you as well?

[sighs]

Trace from Jason Roberts' apartment.

Dirt by the front door had orthoclase,

muscovite, biotite,

and quartz.

From a granite quarry?

Uh-huh.

Same dirt was found on the bus.

How many quarries are we talking about here?

There's 20 in Massachusetts, but four are abandoned.

One of which is in Phillipston,

which is downstream from a silver mine,

and the search came within four miles of it yesterday.

I'll get helicopters up there

to search.

Woody, if Grace isn't with the kids,

Jason Roberts is the only person who knows where she is,

where he dumped her.

Jordan...No, take men alive please.

Don't be mad.

I'm not mad.

We both know trying to put a leash on you is futile.

It's not who you are.

Thank you.

You can't work here anymore, Jordan.

Are you're firing me?

Call it what you want.

But I won't watch you kill yourself.

I'm almost there.

You have a visual on the kids?

[Norton over radio] Yeah, but no head count.

Roberts has them cornered in the trailer,

but we have no shot,

and he's still on edge

from when the helicopters circled.

You think he knows he's surrounded?

No, we're quiet as a mouse.

To keep them alive.

Him too.

He made us, he's going for the gun.

Teams two and three, move, now!

[gunfire]

[man over radio] Secure!

We got 'im! We got 'im!

Get the kids out, now!

Oh, what's up, big guy?

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

All right?

It's--it's okay.

We got all 13 kids.

No one's hurt.

Here, go with the officer.

Where is Roberts?

Oh, he's over here.

He didn't make it.

What about the teacher?

Not inside,

not anywhere outside either.

We swept the perimeter before we moved in.

All right.

I want a 20 mile grid set up and down this road.

I want everyone to have a photo of Grace Coleman.

And I wanna talk to these kids.

We need to find her.

Uh, hey.

Ugh, Garret sent you to make sure

I was packing up my stuff?

Look, he's just worried about you.

We all are.

Look, if you need anything

or you wanna talk...

I don't.

Okay?

Okay.

Listen, the uh, kids,

they're all--I--I heard.

They're okay.

Uh, yeah, but just...

look, Woody called.

He talked to the kids about Grace,

the schoolteacher.

[sighs]

She was shot on the first day.

She went down, she never moved.

After a while, the hijackers threw her off the bus

in the middle of nowhere.

It was dark and the kids have no idea where.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Mr. O'Dell?

What are you doing here?

[door opening]

You had the Easter Bunny bring in Christmas photos?

Don't start.

You're gonna make a great anecdote

at the M.E.'s convention.

She was there.

His granddaughter.

I had it all figured out--

why Horace was in the chimney.

See, his granddaughter went to the mall...

sat on his lap,

he recognized her.

Wanted to make amends.

Wanted to give her what she asked for.

It's his Naughty and Nice book.

Gwen Burroughs--

I wanna score a goal for my soccer team.

But I opened the box.

And...

it's a prop... from the mall.

There's no gift in there.

And--and the addresses--

where they sent the photos--

not one--not one matched where Horace was found.

He was just a drunk in a chimney.

You win.

Win what?

This isn't a contest.

I just know how drunks go.

Look, my father drank.

Functional, but...

he was selfish.

Mean.

An embarrassment.

Ruined my first wedding.

I'm sorry.

I don't want your sympathy.

I'm just telling you

that if some do-gooder came into my life

and tried to tell me that my father was sorry

or that he wanted to change--

it'd would just piss me off.

Fixing things for them

isn't gonna change what's happening with Jordan.

[Helene] Funny thing is though,

I still feel her.

Even if it's not real, I take solace in that.

Thank you.

[Woody] Mrs. Coleman. Detective.

Hey.

She's remarkable.

After everything, she still has hope.

[sighs]

Jordan, I'm sorry.

Roberts went for a gun--

No, I--

I just wanted to believe that she was okay.

That her mother had faith for reasons

that we just couldn't understand.

Hey, this...thing you have--

you're gonna be okay.

You are.

You know, just because we want something to be true,

it doesn't mean... you know.

We're all afraid of dying.

Dying?

Dying's a piece of cake.

This surgery, uh...

this thing's wrapped around my carotid artery, Woody.

Doctor scrapes a little too hard,

cuts a little too deep, uh...

I'm a vegetable.

I can't-- I can't be that.

I don't-- I don't wanna be that.

We need to find Grace Coleman.

We're all doing everything we can.

Jordan needs us to find her.

Alive. Well, I'm not God.

Jordan's given up.

You want a miracle?

What if there was one?

What if the mother's right?

We've been working

under the assumption that Grace is dead,

that we're looking for a needle in a haystack

the size of Massachusetts.

What if we assume she's alive?

Scientifically?

How could this be possible?

[Bug] Well, it's been below freezing.

Cold could've stopped the flow of blood from the wound.

[Garret] Her heart was already stopping.

You're talking extreme cold right after the gunshot.

Well, what about when she was thrown out,

she landed in a snow drift?

Okay, great, so the blood flow stops, but...

exposure would've killed her in a day.

Maybe Grace found some kind of shelter.

[Bug] No, if she had shelter,

then the snow's not stopping the blood flow.

You can't have it both ways.

Maybe you can.

[Woody] You wanna share?

Hot springs.

I don't get it. [Bug] It's heated underneath.

And the top is a dry riverbed.

She's thrown in a snow bank,

the blood clots.

And then she drags herself

to the riverbed, where the warmth

from the underground spring keeps her alive.

We recalculated the routes the bus could've taken,

figuring the quarry where we found Roberts

and where the bus ended up.Pageant Hot Springs.

Dried that riverbed

back in the '20s.

2,200 foot elevation.

I mean, it's a shot in the dark, but...

[Jordan] I'm going with you.

No.

I'm thinking you should drive.

Jordan.

I don't work for you anymore.

Come on.

[Jordan] Grace!

Grace Coleman!

[Woody] Grace!

Grace!

It looked a lot smaller on the map.

Maybe we should have the helicopter come back

and take us further up.

She's been out here for five days, Woody.

Grace!

Grace!

[Jordan] Woody!

Woody!

Jordan!

Jordan!

She's alive.

[knock on door]

I'm sorry about yesterday.

But I did think that...

you'd want to know what your father--

your grandfather-- was doing in the...chimney.

This is...

Grandpa.

[Nigel] You see the reindeer?

He told me that

your grandfather knew it was you.

And he really wanted to give you your wish.

To score a goal in soccer?

And--and also to find a way back to you.

But he got the address wrong.

What are you doing?

Look, your father was sober for three years.

Exactly when he moved back to Boston.

You think it was a coincidence

that he moved back so close to you?

He turned his life around, he wanted to make amends.

You got all that from a reindeer?

She was there.

I bet you were there too.

You want me to believe after all this--

Why not? Why not?

Why not believe the best of him?

If not for you, if not for him...

then for her.

Oh.

♪ Gonna be someone

[soft ballad]

♪ Gonna get something

A bit emotional, are we?

You wanna make up stories

and try to alter a family's history,

go right ahead.

I want no part of it.

"God bless us, every one."

♪

♪ It's gonna be my life

♪

♪ So I'm gonna live each day

♪

EMT says you gotta keep up your fluids.

You had quite a workout.

Mm-hmm.

You okay?

Yeah, headache, but I've had worse.

Doctor says she's improving.

She's gonna be okay.

Thank you.

You're the one who had faith.

♪ I can't keep hiding

♪ I can't keep hiding

♪ Away

♪

♪ So I'm gonna be stronger

You found her. You were right.

Listen, I--I never wanted--

I--I scheduled it for Thursday.

♪

Endoscopic, transnasal surgery.

Sounds like fun, huh?

I'll be there.

I know you will.

♪ So I'm gonna be stronger

♪

♪ I'm gonna give everything

♪ Just to bring you back again ♪