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Hey, sweetie, it's me.

No, no, everything's fine.

That's why I'm calling. I didn't mean to worry you.

I just... I got caught off guard. We can handle this.

We can handle anything, right?

Yeah, I'll be home in 20 minutes.

We'll figure something out.

Hey, are the kids asleep?

No, um, I'll wake him when I get home.

More fun.

Uh, I gotta go.

I love you.

Sorry. Was I speeding?

Get out of the car now.

Well, look at this timing.

Guess what I just found at home?

- Daddy! - What's up, baby girl?

How you doing?

- Is that mine? - What do you think?

I don't know, Dad.

That pink kind of works for you.

Oh, you got jokes, huh?

Abigail, what do you say to your dad

- for bringing your backpack? - Thank you, Daddy.

You're very welcome.

Tyler, will you buckle Abigail in?

I need to talk to your dad for a minute.

Uh-oh. Better do it.

What's going on?

I was hoping we could grab dinner tonight.

Allan can stay with the kids.

Okay, you're gonna have your boyfriend babysit

while you go on a date with your ex-husband?

Uh-oh. What's going on?

I am thinking about moving out to Scarsdale.

I'm a little confused.

I feel like we've talked about this.

I thought we decided to raise the kids here in the city.

I know but I think it could be really good for them.

- The schools are great. - The schools are great here.

Yeah, I know, but they cost a lot.

Allan just got a new job in White Plains.

It's a really good opportunity.

You guys are getting serious, huh?

Yeah.

Wow.

There it is.

Well, that's great. That's great.

Congrat... congratulations.

Thank you.

- Okay, well, here we go. - Mm-hmm.

I got a work call, so I gotta...

Yeah, okay, so we'll talk about everything tonight?

Yep. Okay.

Okay.

Hey. I love you.

I love you.

- See you tonight. - Yep.

NYPD has asked us to look into a possible abduction.

Abandoned car, ransacked, blood splatter on the pavement.

- Robbery gone wrong? - Doesn't look like it.

The victim's wallet and keys were left in the car,

which was registered to...

This guy.

Jim Russo, 34 years old.

Last seen at the trucking depot where he worked,

4:30 this morning.

Wife said he never made it home.

What do we know about him?

Commercial truck driver.

Married to his high school sweetheart.

Uh, two kids.

Works 12-hour shifts during the week

and coaches youth soccer on the weekends

and volunteers at a local church

in the little spare time he does have.

So in other words, the guy's a Boy Scout.

Troop 241, earned Eagle Scout in '02.

Come on...

So he was a working man which means

he was not grabbed for the ransom,

so what would have made this guy a target?

Hey, Kelly, you wanna get an ERT team down there,

see if we can find anything the cops missed?

On it.

You guys wanna head down to the trucking depot?

Talk to the colleagues, his boss?

Okay. Uh, what about his wife?

Has anybody notified her yet?

Uh, yeah, Maggie and OA are on the way.

Okay.

You boys play in here while Mommy goes

and talks to these nice people.

Um, God, yeah, I... I don't understand

who would do something like this.

It doesn't make sense.

Well, has anything unusual happened lately?

You know, have there been any arguments or disagreements?

Threats?

Have you noticed a change in Jim's behavior, by any chance?

Um, unusual spending, new friends?

No, Jim is... he's just a... a hard-working,

good guy.

You know, he doesn't stay out late drinking

or gambling or...

I just... I can't believe that someone...

Why don't you take a minute?

Uh, in the meantime,

do you mind if we take a look around?

Yeah.

Thanks.

So you said you saw Russo this morning

at around 4:38 a.m.?

Yeah, he came in, dropped off his truck,

- and punched out. - Okay.

Did he say anything to you?

Did he mention anything unusual about his day?

No, he's been driving that beat for years,

Newark to Boston.

The only unusual thing was he got back later

than he usual does.

Found this behind his seat.

Dirt looks pretty fresh.

You know anything about this?

You guys, uh, keep an urban garden out back or something?

No, the shovel's from his tool kit.

All our trucks have them.

I don't know anything about the dirt

or why he'd be using the shovel.

Do you keep records of your truck's routes?

Sweetheart, we're liable for our cargo.

We keep records on everything.

All right, we'll need access to all of it.

Driving information, time stamps,

tracking information,

and, um, for the record,

I like Agent Chazal a whole lot better than sweetheart.

Sorry about that. Habit.

Still trying to adjust.

You guys can have whatever you want.

I'll do anything to help Jimmy.

All right, looks like Russo pulled off the interstate

- at 11:53 p.m. last night. - Which exit?

Uh, 54 Cedar Street, Branford, Connecticut.

There was a police checkpoint just north of there

and traffic slowed way down

so Russo probably went around it to save time.

Must not have been a very good shortcut.

He went way off route and then he parked

- for almost a half an hour. - Where?

There's nothing there. It's just woods.

Could explain the muddy shovel.

Yeah, so he sees the police checkpoint

and he pulls off the I-95, takes a detour,

parks for 30 minutes,

and comes back with a dirty shovel?

I feel like there's a joke in there somewhere,

- but yeah. - Mm.

So while the truck was parked, he did some digging.

Question is, what did he bury?

What's that?

It is this woman that I've kind of been seeing.

It's pretty new.

- But you like her? - Yeah.

Ah.

Ah, here we go.

Hm?

It's at least 12 grand.

Do you know anything about this?

No. Where did you find it?

In Jim's dresser.

I mean, Jim's always handled the money.

It's, um,... it's probably, like, a rainy day fund or something.

Maggie, we have company.

You expecting anyone?

No.

Gun. Cover them.

Okay, okay, you gotta get down on the ground, okay?

It's gonna be okay. Get down, okay?

Don't move.

FBI. Drop the gun.

Hey, shots fired at 5325 Marshall Street.

Uh, suspects are heading east in a black Escalade.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Things just got a lot more interesting.

Russo's been gone five hours and we have gunmen

shooting up his house but we still don't have any answers,

so we need to dig deeper. Who are these shooters?

Why are they shooting up the home

of a regular old salt-of-the-earth

truck driver named Russo? Let's go.

- We get a hit on the black SUV? - I ran the plates.

- They're fake. - And what about traffic cams?

Surveillance footage?

Well, we're reviewing all the footage we can.

There's so many highways and roads nearby,

it's hard to tell where they went.

All right, keep trying. Hey.

Uh, so ERT found blood from the guy that OA clipped.

We're running it through the DNA database right now.

Oh, great.

Any luck with the gun he dropped?

No, dead end. Reported stolen six months ago.

All right, what about Russo's wife?

- She okay? - She's pretty shaken up.

She and the kids are here with victim services.

All right, we'll, give her a minute to breathe

and try to talk to her again.

Have we heard from Kristen and Scola yet?

No.

Well, I mean, yeah, but an hour ago.

They're still trying to find that buried treasure.

All right. All right.

You sure we're in the right spot?

Sure?

No, but we've got tire marks consistent with his truck

on the side of the road over there,

so this has gotta be where he was parked.

Well, maybe we're reading too much into

this whole 30-minute stop.

Could it be he just took a nap?

Hey, guys,

got something in the ground over here.

Laura, tell us about the cocaine.

What are you talking about?

Your husband took a detour from his usual route

from Boston to Newark to bury $500,000 worth of cocaine.

That is not possible.

We found envelopes full of cash inside your house.

- It is not drug money. - Then what is it?

It's handbag money.

Kn... knockoffs the... the kind they sell on Canal Street.

Okay, why don't you back up? What are you talking about?

Please start at the beginning.

Um, okay, there was a man at our church.

I guess Jim told him that we were having money troubles...

And what was his name?

I... I don't know. I'm sorry.

I only met him once.

He said he knew a guy who made these counterfeit bags

and he would page him some money to just throw a box

in the back of his truck and drive it up to Boston

and deliver it to one of their partners.

- And Jim took him up on this? - Yes.

He... he just started.

I mean, he... he... his first delivery was last week.

We needed the money.

You know, I just figured, you know,

what's... what's the harm? It's just stupid handbags.

So...

I pushed him into it.

I told him sometimes you have to do things

that you don't wanna do for your family.

Laura, people that sell fake handbags on Canal Street

don't usually get abducted.

Drug runners, on the other hand...

Well, I'm telling you, it is... it's not possible.

Jim would not have gotten into coke or... or drugs.

His... his younger brother OD'ed. He hates drugs.

He never...

What?

Uh, last night, he, uh, called me from the road.

He said that we should go out of town for a while,

but I just thought he meant a vacation so I...

He kept saying he got duped.

What do you mean, duped?

I don't know. He wasn't really making sense,

but he told me not to worry so I...

Okay.

No, no, please, please.

You have to... you have to find him.

Please, this is my fault.

I... I never should have told him to do it.

You think she's telling the truth?

I think she doesn't gain anything from lying.

- Not at this point. - Mm, right.

Okay, so Russo thinks he has

counterfeited handbags in his truck.

He sees a police checkpoint, gets nervous,

because he's a Boy Scout, literally,

and he pulls off the interstate,

checks the box...

But it's filled with coke, not handbags,

so he freaks out and buries the drugs.

Which means they don't get delivered.

So then the buyer gets nervous, reaches out to the seller,

who then grabs Russo to find out what the hell went wrong.

I mean... yeah, come in.

Hey, I might've got a hit

on the blood sample near Russo's house.

Great.

We've IDed one of the men involved in the shootout

at Russo's house. His name's Arturo Luna.

Lots of priors.

Aggravated assaults, minor drug charges.

Uh, and also we just showed Laura Russo the photo.

She confirmed that he is the church friend that duped Jim

into delivering the handbags.

So what else do we have on Luna?

Uh, so 42 years old.

He was born in Washington Heights.

- Address? - Uh, no.

Not in New York, at least.

We are assuming he's on the DEA's radar,

- but, uh, Andy, anything yet? - Yeah.

He has dual citizenship, primarily based in Ju�rez.

Flies back and forth to New York several times a month.

So he's with the Ju�rez Cartel?

We believe so.

Uh, cameras at JFK caught Luna getting into

a black sedan yesterday.

We tracked him to a diner where he had lunch with the driver,

but we lost him from there.

We got a view of the plates, though.

Registered to a guy named Miguel Boaz.

Yes, one prior,

also a dual citizen born in Ju�rez.

You have anything on Boaz?

Yeah, I don't see his name anywhere,

but I'll make some calls. Maybe he's just the driver.

Drivers don't usually have lunch with their passengers.

Yeah, pick him up now.

I'm telling you,

I don't know anyone named Russo.

Are you sure? Can you take another look?

Because there are two kids who would really appreciate

your help finding their father.

No. I'm sorry.

What about Arturo Luna? You heard of him?

- I don't think so. - No?

Okay, I've seen him, but I don't know him.

Hmm.

Do you usually have lunch with people you don't know?

- What do you mean? - You two had lunch yesterday.

Special Agent in Charge Tom Brennan, DEA.

We're shutting down this interrogation.

What the hell are you talking about?

You don't have the authority to do this.

Actually, I do. He's my informant.

We put this guy Boaz on the books six months ago.

Why? What does he know?

We're not sure. We're taking a flier.

Got a call from an NYPD detective I know.

Said he arrested a guy who claims

to have connections in Ju�rez,

so drove down to the precinct, started talking to him.

He seemed credible so we cut him a deal.

What was he arrested for?

Aggravated battery.

Some punk tried to sexually assault his daughter

so he went after him. Damn near killed the kid.

He was staring at real time.

So he was part of the cartel? That's what you're saying?

Eh, he's on the periphery. He drives, fixes things.

- He's an errand boy? - Something like that.

Well, right now your errand boy

is our only connection to Luna,

who is our only connection to the missing truck driver,

so we need his help.

I understand that, but I doubt he knows anything.

If he's so clueless then why did you cut him a deal?

Look, I'll work with you guys on this,

but I need him on the street as soon as possible,

otherwise people are gonna get suspicious.

Well, that's just the cost of doing business.

Excuse me?

We're trying to find a young married father of two kids

so maybe we think a little more about him

and a little less about your informant.

I'm sorry for all the confusion.

I, uh, never really know what I can say.

This whole informant thing is, uh... is a little tricky.

Mm-hmm.

Look, I'm only doing this because of my family, okay?

They need me.

Okay.

What can you tell us about Luna?

Um, not much.

I just drive him around sometimes.

Is he the shot caller?

I don't know.

I don't ask too many questions.

Okay, um, has he ever mentioned

an abduction or a kidnapping?

No.

What about after you guys had lunch?

Where'd you go? Where'd you drop him off?

Um...

It's okay.

If you don't remember then we'll just seize your car

and check the GPS ourselves.

I took him to a motel.

Sunset Place, in Queens.

Well, can you tell us anything else about him?

No? Uh, where does he eat?

Where does he hang out? Who does he sleep with?

Oh, come on, man.

You were with the guy for over two hours.

- This is all you can give us? - Hey, hey, hey.

- Take it easy, all right? - What?

He's just trying to help, all right?

- You call this help? - Yeah, he's trying to help.

I know this guy. He shoots straight, all right?

If he says he didn't hear anything,

he didn't hear anything,

so how about you dial the tone back a little?

Extend a little professional courtesy, huh?

Huh.

I was just thinking the exact same thing.

All right, guys.

We're done here. Let's go.

What, you think he's telling the truth?

Hmm?

You willing to put your name on that?

I'm doing the best I can, all things considered.

What's that mean?

If I hear about the truck driver,

I'll give you a call.

Let's go to the motel.

I'll get the car.

I'm not saying that.

I'm... I'm sure it is and all of that sounds great,

but it's a bigger decision than just...

Uh, look, I can't talk right now,

so I'll call you later, okay?

Hey, did you get anything useful out of Boaz?

Uh, yeah. We got, uh, Luna's hotel name,

so we're gonna go head over there now.

Great. All right, let me know.

Okay. Jubal.

- Yeah? - Are you okay?

Oh, uh...

Sam wants to move the kids out of the city.

- Oh. - Yeah.

Her boyfriend got a job in Westchester.

Uh, they... they found a house they love.

You know, big backyard, soccer goal for Tyler,

and they wanna put an offer in, but under the divorce decree,

she needs my consent.

And you're not ready to give it?

I... you know.

- Anyway, you should go. - Yes, uh...

Keep me in the loop, all right?

Yeah, we'll talk later.

Yeah, yeah, he checked in yesterday.

He's from Mexico.

You know, I asked him who his favorite football team was.

Soccer, really.

They... they call it football over there.

I'm a big Chivas fan. The goats.

- Is he here now? - I'm not sure.

- What room? - Uh...

- 22. - He here alone?

I don't know.

I haven't seen him with any women or anything,

- but you never know. - Have you seen this guy?

Um, no, no. Why?

What's going on?

- We need the key to room 22. - Okay.

- Stay here in the office. - Yeah.

Housekeeping.

FBI!

- Clear. - Clear.

I got blood.

Check this out.

Watch, ring.

Okay, take photos and send them to Kristen.

Get her to run them past Laura Russo right away.

Copy that.

Okay, his last search was directions

211 87th Street in Brooklyn. It's the warehouse district.

Good place to hide somebody.

I'll call SWAT and have them meet us a block out.

Break left.

Hey.

We have activity on the east side of the building.

Let's go.

FBI. Don't move.

Put your hands where I can see them now.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Put down the weapon.

Drop it now!

Stand up.

Take him.

Body.

He's gone.

Russo?

No, Luna.

You do this? You kill that man?

- No, I swear. - Where's Russo?

- He here, too? - Who?

Russo, the truck driver you abducted.

I didn't abduct no one.

I just came here to get high

and then I seen this dead dude so I stole his cash.

And his gun. But I didn't kill no one.

I'm just a junkie, man.

I swear on my little girl, Sophie.

Hey, did we confirm the DOA? Is it Luna?

Uh, yeah. I just talked to the M.E.

It's official.

I'm not shedding any tears over Se�or Luna,

but it's sucks that he's dead.

He was our only connection to the abduction.

What about the guy in the warehouse?

- Is he involved? - Uh, no.

GSR test came back negative.

It's not the murder weapon, either.

So the bullets discovered in Luna's body,

they were nine millimeter.

The junkie was holding a .380.

What about in the warehouse? Any sign of Russo?

ERT's still combing through, but no.

Nothing yet.

I mean, the only evidence that we have tying to Russo

is the wedding ring and the watch

that we found in the motel.

Has the abductor made contact with her?

No, but she and her kids are here,

so if she gets a call, we'll be all over it.

I just talked to ballistics.

The gun used to kill Luna is a match to one of the guns

used at the shootout at Russo's house.

So then Luna's partner's the killer.

Yeah, he probably knew we were chasing him

and he shot him to tie off the investigation.

Andy, we have any more intel on Luna and his crew?

Yeah, Brennan sent over an org chart.

He said the crew is pretty new to the northeast,

- so the intel isn't perfect. - Great, throw it up.

It looks like the shot caller here

is a guy named Pedro Velez

and underneath him is our dearly departed friend

Arturo Luna, and a guy named Jorge Madrigal.

Uh, I'm pretty sure this Velez guy

is the other shooter at Russo's house.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Well, that means he's probably

the one that shot Luna, too. Pedro Velez, everybody.

Okay, let's get eyes on him right away.

Just surveil, don't arrest.

Hopefully he'll take us to Russo.

Yeah, do we have a last known for Velez?

Uh, no. Sorry.

Just pulled up some property records.

Looks like he owns a bar in Queens.

- Rosa Mexicana. - Great.

Call Kristen and Scula and then y'all set up

- on the bar as soon as possible. - Mm-hmm.

We have a black Escalade in the back.

Maggie and Kristen are preparing to go in the front.

A different license plate.

One, Charlie, kilo, delta, four, seven, nine.

But it's fake like the other.

It means we're in the right place.

Velez has gotta be in there.

The question is, will he lead us to Russo?

No, better question is, is Russo still alive?

My bookie's putting 90 to one on that.

Well, until it's a billion to one,

we stay the course and assume he's alive.

Guy's only been gone eight hours.

With the cartel.

Just pointing out the hard reality.

Yeah, well, the hard reality is the guy made a mistake,

got into business with the wrong people.

He was just trying to be a team player,

help his family out.

Yeah, well, just 'cause your wife thinks something's

a great idea... that it's the right thing for the family...

does not always mean it is.

That's why you're divorced.

You could be right.

Okay, we're going in.

Okay, guys, we're up.

Hey, bartender. Two vodka tonics.

Hey, uh, you guys play any music here?

Sure.

- How about some Mexican rap? - Okay, cool.

- Like, uh, Cypress Hill? - Oh, I love Cypress Hill.

No, I'm talking real Mexican stuff.

Jezzy P. Control Machete.

- Cartel de Santa. - Okay.

- $16. - Yes.

Uh, you know what? Keep it.

Thanks.

Wow.

He is cute.

- Do you know him? - Yeah.

He's the owner.

- What's his name? - He's married.

Okay. So am I.

Damn, you're looking to get naughty, huh?

Maybe.

You got a lot of naughty boys in here?

You got no idea.

Okay.

Um, where's the bathroom?

- Be right back. - Mm-hmm.

You lost or something?

- No. - No?

Looking for the bathroom.

Ain't no bathroom back there, but you know that.

Okay.

I... I was looking for, like, a VIP room.

We ain't in Manhattan, mi chula.

We don't got velvet ropes up in here.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Then I was looking for the bathroom.

- Yeah. - Ow.

W... wait a minute.

Let's... let's wait for the distress signal.

- Okay, but... - She's okay.

Let's play it out.

What are you doing?

Why are you looking into my friend's office?

Because I thought he was cute, okay?

He walked through. I thought he was handsome.

What, is it a crime?

He hurt me.

Yes.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Hey, Velez and Madrigal are on the move.

They just went out the back exit.

Copy that.

Hey, Jubal, we got eyes on Velez

and his associate Jorge Madrigal.

They're going wheels up.

We just passed over 76th Street heading east.

Copy that.

We're about five minutes behind you.

Suspect is now heading north on 73rd.

It looks like they're trying to get out of the city.

Hey, Jubal, we got eyes on the SUV.

Just pulled into a driveway on Hancock Hill Drive.

Okay, wait for backup.

SWAT is five miles out.

Maggie and Kristen are about three.

Okay, copy that.

What the hell?

Okay, we have a problem.

Michael Boaz is here with Velez.

- Boaz, the DEA informant? - Yep.

Why would Boaz be there? I thought he was an errand boy.

I don't know but if we hit the house,

- we'll burn him. - Not our problem.

Until Russo is confirmed dead, he's considered living.

We hit that house. Send Brennan a bottle of wine.

We can't breach.

We need Boaz and everyone else on the street.

Russo might be in that house.

You'll kill the whole operation.

What operation?

It's an ongoing matter.

Okay, well, we... we can't compromise our case

for some pie-in-the-sky ongoing operation.

It's not pie-in-the-sky. It's real.

It's very real and it's going down tomorrow.

- I have to make a call. - Uh, hey, hey, hey.

What's going on?

Boaz is gonna deliver El Patron.

El Patron? Head of the Ju�rez Cartel?

It's going down tomorrow afternoon at 3:30,

and we can't risk the whole operation

for some guy who may or may not be in the house,

and who may or may not be alive.

Why the hell didn't you tell us about Patron?

Because it's none of your concern.

- Excuse me? - Come on, Isobel.

You know how delicate these operations are.

We're a day away from making one

of the biggest arrests in history.

Okay, that's fine, but you're jerking us around.

You told us this guy didn't know anything,

that he was an errand boy,

and now suddenly he can deliver the head of the cartel?

So, what? He's the boss, right?

He's in charge of the whole northeast corridor?

Why would you lie to us?

I was protecting my asset.

At the expense of our case.

At the expense of Russo's life.

All right. All right, listen.

I'm not gonna litigate this. It is what it is.

You need to back off.

Leave Boaz and his associates alone

until we grab El Patron.

Are you forgetting? Russo is still missing.

I've got his wife and kids down the hall

crying their eyes out, so, what?

You want us to just look the other way?

- He's dead. - Dead?

About an hour ago on the wire.

I heard him say, "Don't worry about the truck driver.

He's a dead man."

Now, he said it in Spanish, but that's what he said,

so hitting that house isn't gonna change a thing.

It's not gonna make Russo undead.

Once we have El Patron in custody,

you can arrest them all.

Boaz, Velez, every little punk that's involved in this,

but until then, you stand down.

No, we are hitting that house today, now,

and I'm gonna arrest every son of a bitch inside.

I just told you the victim is dead.

According to you, but guess what?

I don't trust you, not even a little.

Don't make me go over your head, Isobel.

Oh, you gonna call the Deputy AG?

Go ahead. Let's do it.

I would be happy to tell Nathan that you're shielding a CI

who abducted an American citizen

and ordered the murder of another.

You can't prove that.

It's your word against mine.

Which is very bad news for you.

Nathan and I are good friends.

You wanna run it up the ladder, Tom?

Let's do it.

Give Maggie and OA the green light.

We're going in.

Yes, Ma'am.

Go!

Federal agents! We have a warrant!

Let's move, move!

FBI!

- Don't move. - On the ground!

Okay.

Hands up!

Shots fired coming from the back of the house.

Drop your weapon.

That's right. It's me.

Put your weapon down.

This way. Go, go, go.

Move.

Step away from the table, miss.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

Make sure they're nice and tight, Kristen.

Send the medical unit in.

Russo?

OA!

Hey, Ronnie, bolt cutters.

He's alive.

We need a medic in here.

It's not very often people go up against the cartel

and live to tell about it.

Yeah, well, they wanted to kill me

but the boss, El Patron, wouldn't okay it.

He wanted to hear from me what happened to the cocaine.

I'm so sorry about all this.

I swear I didn't know about the drugs.

I thought it was just handbags.

I know. I believe you.

Oh, Jimmy!

You're okay.

Hey, say hi! Say hi to Daddy.

You're okay. He's okay.

I can't believe he's alive.

Yeah.

- Catch up with you guys later. - All right.

So, you make a decision yet?

Uh, not really but I definitely want things

to stay the way they are, you know?

Keep the kids here in the city,

and I honestly think that that's what's...

what's best for the family.

- You disagree? - Well, it's not my call.

So you do disagree?

Do you really want to hear my opinion?

I'm happy to hear it.

I just, uh... I think that maybe you're holding on

to something that doesn't exist anymore.

After Jason died,

I kept thinking that my life would stay the same

Well, the fact is reality was new and scary.

But new doesn't have to be bad.

That's true.

I mean, I think it's, uh, a little different.

But I appreciate the advice. I'll think about it.

Well, one more thing.

Scarsdale's only 30 miles away.

Hey, Sam.

Uh, so look. I've been thinking.

You guys should buy the house.

It's the right call for the kids.

For everyone.

I'll just... I'll make it work.

It's not that big of a deal.

It's only 30 miles away, right?