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- I got an idea.
- (MACHINE GUN FIRING)

(GROANING)

- RAY: Ambassador.
- Got to get your folks out of here.

CLAY: Stay with me.

- You hear me? Ambassador, stay with me!
- (WHIMPERING)

Special ops.

CLAY: My beard always gives me away.

Oh, it's not the beard.

It's the shoes.

- I'm Rebecca Bowen.
- Clay Spenser.

Thank you for these shoes.
Why don't you pick a place?

Some place nice, obviously.

We can't be together, Sonny.

- Go!
- Go, Jace!

DR. BERNSTEIN: You suffered a
labral tear in the hip.

Arthroscopic surgery,
determining the extent

of the tear, and repair it, if possible.

- If possible?
- Given your age,

you may never recover enough
for the Navy to clear you

to resume your duties
as Bravo Team leader.

(ENGINES RUMBLING)

MAN: Frog to Python 1-2.

We show you 12 mikes out.

We copy fix.

(BREATHING LOUDLY)

Red Death 6, this is Python 1-2.

No visual. I'm gonna make another run.

- (LOUD BEEPING)
- Anti-aircraft missile incoming!

(EXPLOSION, LOUD BEEPING)

Python 1-2, wounded bird,
bull's-eye 3-6-0, 6-9er.

I'm going down in Iran.

Going down in Iran!

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SIGHS)

I'd ask how the surgery went.

But you know that I didn't have it,

so, therefore, there's
really nothing to talk about.

So tell you what... why
don't we toast to that, huh?

Tough to toast when I'm emptyhanded.

It's good that I got pull around here.

People know me. Get
her a drink, will you?

I'll have what he's having.

- But hold the denial.
- Denial?

I got everything figured out here.

Surgery is not an option.

We're good.

That is a call that
significantly reduces

your remaining time in the field.

I'm fine. P.T.'s my option. I'm good.

Mm-hmm. You know what?

Let's say you give it a try.

You are looking at a
minimum eight months of P.T.

And if rehab goes perfectly,
you might manage to continue

operating for another year, tops.

Surgical repair means they
go in and they fix the tear,

plus any underlying structural causes.

There's a chance that
you come out of this

even better than you were before.

Hey, the body falls
apart, the mind follows.

Fix the body, fix the mind.

I'm coming out better
than before? That's...

You know, it's hard to top
what's going on right here.

See this? This is all good.
That's top-notch, so...

- Jason?
- What?

I wish that I could tell
you that there's no risk.

I really do, but...

surgery is still your best
chance to continue operating

for any real length of time.

22. All right. I need a breather.

16.

(SIGHS)

That PBR is definitely not
the breakfast of champions.

Where'd you wake up this morning?

Well, I wish I had a story,

but I just ran out of Wheaties.

Yeah. Dude, I don't
think just sitting at home

being holed up in
your freaking apartment

is a good way to get
over a breakup, buddy.

What? You stick your finger
in a light socket, you learn.

What, you're-you're
telling me right now

that after getting whacked
by Stella so many times

that you're ready right now to
put it all on the line again?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is that?

Oh, there's nothing to tell. Not yet.

Go on, man. What's her name?

Huh? You go after one of them
studious type girls again?

Or you actually have some cojones and go

for one of them Boom
Boom Room girls? Huh?

Her name's Rebecca.

- Rebecca.
- She's from D.C.

And that's all I'm saying.

Rebecca from D.C. By the way,

I'm due in Lindell's office in 20.

Boy, he is sweet on you.

That's the second time
he's called you in.

You're still buying.

Okay. Twist my arm.

- What's up, Ensign Davis?
- Oh, hello.

What are you doing out here? You
come to work out with us grunts?

Uh, no choice. Steam room's
busted in the Officer's Club.

- Uh-huh.
- (CLICKS TONGUE)

Hey, Sonny.

- Hey, gorgeous.
- Hey.

Looks like you're doing
some heavy lifting.

The usual plate spinning it takes

to keep this family moving forward,

not to mention a million
things to catch up on at work.

Can I, uh, do anything to help?

Snack run, fix you something to eat?

How about you do your own heavy lifting?

Or have you forgotten all
the forms and recommendations

you need for your warrant
officer application?

No, babe, I haven't
forgotten. It's just,

with Jason out, I got
to focus on the team.

- That's all.
- On the team,

or on Jason?

Ray, I know you chose warrant
officer instead of master chief

in part so you could stay
with the team and Jason.

Uh... no, I chose warrant officer

because it's the best
thing for this family.

My training's gonna make me
an authority on special ops.

That means more money,

- more career longevity...
- I know, and I want that for you.

But being a good friend
to Jason doesn't mean

putting your own goals
on the back burner.

Naima, if I don't kill it as Bravo 1,

I'll tank making warrant officer
before I'm even out of the gate.

Now, Jason's injury
put me in the hot seat.

Every day's a test.

Now, I asked you if there was
anything I could do to help.

Wouldn't mind a little
support in return.

LINDELL: Relax, Spenser.

You're not being called on the carpet.

On the contrary.

Sir?

Your actions in Yemen.

With all due respect, sir,
Yemen was a disaster.

I understand the sentiment.

Losing Ambassador Marsden was a tragedy.

But the fact remains

Bravo demonstrated remarkable courage

in the face of overwhelming odds.

Particularly you.

I was just doing my
job, sir. We all were.

It's being recognized.

You've been submitted for the
Bronze Star Medal with Valor.

I don't... No, I don't
De... I don't deserve that.

Well, it's not up to you.

Or me. Your actions were
submitted by your team leader.

The reviewing committee will determine

whether those actions merit the BV.

Now, you say you were
just doing your job?

The BV is about what
it takes to do that job,

regardless of the mission's success.

If your team leader thinks you earned it

and the reviewing committee agrees,

then trust me, you did.

Yes, sir.

So, Jameelah left for her sleepover,

and the little guy's already asleep.

How about we let this
go for a little bit?

If we're quiet, we can
talk some things over,

maybe have some adult time.

Adult time?

That's what I said.

Okay. Uh...

Hey.

Hey, guys, I was in the neighborhood,

I figured I'd stop by.

Look, I brought a gift
and everything, huh?

You mean the bartender's
sick of seeing your face,

and you didn't feel like going home.

No. You gonna eat this?

Have at it, brother.

NAIMA: How are the kids, Jason?

I mean, look, Mikey... he's great.

You know, he's working hard and...

loves the hockey and school
and the experience, and Emma,

well, she's in New York,
so... she's loving that.

NAIMA: Figured she'd come back down

- after hearing about your surgery.
- Well...

Must be having fun to not come back.

Didn't want to bother her or him.

That's why I didn't say anything to 'em.

Well, Jace, you know,

that information might be
considered need-to-know.

Everything that they have been through,

knowing that their dad
has a... (CLEARS THROAT)

... a bad hip, I...

That's too much for them right now.

I don't... I don't want them
to deal with that. That's all.

I'm gonna let you two catch up.

It was good seeing you, Jason.

- Don't be a stranger.
- Yeah.

So, you gonna tell me what
happened with your surgery?

Something came up, doctor
had to push the surgery,

so... that's it. He pushed it.

You reschedule it yet?

(SIGHS, SNIFFLES)

Only person that can decide
what's right for you is you, right?

Got that right.

Yeah, that's what I told myself
when my shoulder was messed up.

(SIGHS)

Convinced myself I
didn't need the surgery,

I could handle it
with pain meds and P.T.

Mm-hmm.

Turned out the doctor was right, though.

If I, uh, had had the operation,

then that boy in Afghanistan
would still be alive.

Didn't come here to get lectured.

Not lecturing, brother.
I'm just sharing.

Probably 'cause I, uh,

regret that decision
for the rest of my life.

So, how'd it go with Lindell?

I know he was taking
you by the ops center,

show you what life is
like after door kicking.

(PHONE RINGING)

I got to take this. It's Emma.

Hey.

All right, I'll get
it to you. I promise.

Duty calls. I got to
take care of something.

- You need an extra hand?
- No.

I got this.

- Only if you're taking an Uber.
- Hey.

Already on the way.

And it's Lyft. It ain't Uber.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(LAUGHTER)

- There's a man lost in thoughts.
- Ah.

Look who it is. Sonny
and the wet sprocket.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, Lord knows that I found
some of my great answers

at the bottom of a glass.

How was Paris?

- We're alive.
- That's it.

- All that matters.
- Yeah.

I'm no, uh, detective, but, uh...

I don't see any crutches anywhere.

You bailed on the surgery?

It's funny, ain't it?

We find more peace on the battlefield

than we ever do at home.

You know? You realize,

guys like us, there's a fairness in war.

Kill or be killed. That's it.

And I take great comfort
in that simplicity.

Is there a point to all this?

The threat that you can't shoot,

that's what messes you up the most.

You know, what you're going
through right now, Jace,

you know, this surgery.

You know? You can't snipe it.

Can't throw a grenade at it.

Can't even fire a damn RPG at it.

But what you can do

is stand up and face this thing head-on.

I ain't never seen any situation

that you haven't been able
to fight your way out of.

And it ain't no different now.

All you got to do is show up, brother.

Show up and beat the
odds, like you always do.

(CHUCKLES)

You know, you keep channeling me,

you're gonna end up, uh, in
a bachelor pad in Vah Beach,

you know, crossing your fingers
that you're gonna operate again.

We need you, Jace.

The team needs you.

We need you to get that surgery.

- Get back to the fight.
- (PAGER BEEPS)

- Ah. Look at me. Hey, hey.
- Hey. Whoa.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Look at me.

- Look at me.
- I got to go, man.

- Got to go. The team, right?
- Mm. Mm.

(SIGHS)

DAVIS: Last night, Marine
Corps Captain Brie Campbell

was shot down over the Iran/Iraq border.

F-35 wreckage was found

on the Iraqi side of the
border by U.S. forces.

Because the pilot ejected
and there was no trace

of her beacon, Captain
Campbell was presumed dead.

Three hours ago, she called in.

What happened to her beacon?

Apparently, it was damaged.

After she ejected, Campbell
landed across the border

from the plane, on the Iranian side.

- She's evaded capture for nearly 27 hours.
- (SONNY WHISTLES)

I'll bet the captain
aced her SERE training.

ERIC: You'll have the opportunity

to congratulate her in person.

Bravo is being sent
to bring Campbell home.

LINDELL: Everyone here is aware
of the storm we'll be facing

if word gets out that
Bravo is operating in Iran.

This operation is highly classified.

The only people being read in
are the people in this room.

- Is that understood?
- Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

All right. You're wheels up in 30.

Let's go.

Campbell's squadron was providing

close air support for
a Marine battalion.

The rescue will be extremely difficult

- with all the fighting in the area.
- I'm getting Intel together now.

We should have an updated
battle map in a few hours.

All right, stay on it.

It's gonna be a long night.

(LOUD KNOCKING)

Coming... right for you.

Yeah. (GROANS)

- (KNOCKING CONTINUES)
- (EXHALES)

I heard you rescheduled the surgery.

So I'm sure you didn't
come here to give me

that "attaboy" speech, huh?

I heard Bravo was spun up.

I figured maybe you could use

a ride to the hospital and back.

There's a-a reason
why they invented Uber.

For people like me to
use them, all right?

Uh-huh. You are feisty
this morning, I see.

Mr. Alpha Male a little
nervous about his surgery?

I would hate for you
to find out the hard way

that the hospital won't release
you to a cab or an Uber

when you've been under anesthesia.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(CHUCKLES)

Campbell's last known location was here,

approximately 35 kilometers
southeast of Pol-e Zahab.

Any reasonable expectation
she's still there?

Unfortunately, no.

Campbell's trying to prevent the enemy

from triangulating her location,

so she's only calling
in every three hours.

During the hours that
she's out of communication,

we have no way to track her movements.

All right, so let's assume
that she's still at least close

to her last known. Avoiding
the populated areas,

easiest rendezvous point...

just south of Pol-e Zahab,

near the western base of the mountains.

DAVIS: This is the latest battle map.

Current Intel has U.S. forces
engaged in multiple firefights

along the border, east of
Diyala, all the way to Mehran.

No direct action within 60
kilometers of Khanaqin.

All right, we pick up Campbell here,

and here's where we bring her out.

I'll let Ray know we
have an exfil point.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO)

Okay, we HAHO across the
border from the drop point.

Given our trajectory, that should put us

about seven klicks south
of the rendezvous point.

We'll patrol north, then west.

NURSE: The whole procedure should
take no more than two hours.

You'll be home the same day.

No showers for 48 hours after surgery.

And you'll be on crutches
for about four weeks.

This waiver states that you

indemnify Dr. Bernstein of all liability

if you're unable to return
to operational status.

This is the best way to preserve
your career as an operator.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You know, I only signed that

so you would stop
saying things like that.

You'll be fine, Jason.

NURSE: Someone will be
with you in a few minutes.

RAY: Three minute to target!

Three minute to target!

Three minutes!

(MUFFLED): One minute! One minute!

One minute! One minute!

(STEADY BEEPING)

(EXHALES)

The anesthesia is
specifically tailored for you

and the procedure. You'll
go out pretty quickly.

I'll be here monitoring
your vitals. You'll be fine.

(STEADY BEEPING)

(MUFFLED): 30 seconds!

30 seconds! 30 seconds!

Go!

♪♪

RAY: Half a klick to target.
Heads on a swivel, boys.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

IRG helo.

Looks like a search pattern.

Terry Tehran's definitely
aware they got visitors now.

Campbell's not gonna be
able to evade 'em forever.

They're circling back.

They're not giving up anytime soon.

Let's about-face, backtrack a klick,

then circle around and
come at the rendezvous point

from the opposite side.

Check.

- (STEADY BEEPING)
- (SOFT CHATTER)

(GROANS)

You're awake.

Yeah, and ready to get
the hell out of here.

Dr. Bernstein said
the surgery went well.

There's no guarantees, of course.

But it appears you'll operate again.

Yeah, well, it's not good
I'm sitting around here.

No, not at all.

All right. Let's...

- pop smoke and get...
- Okay. Uh, um...

Oh, that was a bad idea.

- That was a bad idea.
- Yeah.

How about this? You stay here.

I'm gonna go take care of it.

I'm on it, Master Chief.

(WIND BLOWING)

(INSECTS TRILLING, BIRDS CHIRPING)

Looks clear.

No. We won't know for sure
until we get down there.

You heard the man. Let's move.

Bright side, no tangos.

No pilot, either. What now?

Wait here another three hours
until Campbell checks in?

Not with that IRG helo in the area.

Yeah, at least that helo
lets us know she's alive.

IRG knows she's here, but
they haven't caught her.

(STATIC, CLICKING)

Clay, Vic.

(CLICKING CONTINUES)

(FLIES BUZZING)

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.

There's nothing down here
except three dead tangos.

RAY: Solid copy, Bravo 2.

Heading your way.

Hey. Weapons and radios on
two, then nothing on the third.

Got a footprint.

Military issue boots.

Size small.

Think she took 'em out?

Had to.

Three IRGs all by herself?

Ain't no slack in this girl's rope.

(STATIC, CLICKING)

The clicking's coming from the radios.

(BEEP)

- It's cranked all the way up.
- (BEEP)

Ah, same clicks, repeating.

Tap code.

It's Campbell.

- (CLICKING CONTINUES)
- Yeah.

She's using their radio.

RAY: There's a bridge...

three klicks south of here.

She wants us to meet at...
half a klick north.

Not something she'd
want the IRG to know.

Campbell's got eyes on us.

We've got to respond.

(BEEP, CLICKING)

Bridge three klicks south. Got it.

Clay.

Let's do it.

She took these bastards out on her own,

stole their walkies to contact us,

and she flies jets.

How do you tap "I love you"?

(JASON GROANING)

(HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE)

Bed?

Well, don't have a sofa,

so it looks like we're going to the bed.

Right.

A faulty manufacturer? Hurricane?

Eh, it's more of a paranormal situation.

The place haunted?

In a way.

- Ah, ah, I got it, I got it, I got it.
- Okay.

I got it, okay?

I appreciate it. Thanks.

(GROANING): That's it.

(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

(EXHALES)

I'm good.

You got your phone?

Right here.

I'll get you some water.

Hey, no, I drink milk.
I don't drink water.

Your cupboards are completely empty.

Let me run to the store.

No, I got Postmates on speed dial.

(JASON SIGHS)

Hydrocodone, for the pain.

It's right here.

When the body's healed,
the mind will follow, right?

Exactly.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Just take it easy, tough guy.

Whoa.

Call me if you need anything.

Yep. Got it.

Got it on speed dial.

(NATALIE LAUGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS): Ah...

That took some kind of courage
what Campbell did back there.

CLAY: Seems like she's the
one who deserves a medal.

SONNY: That is one badass girl.

Want to make a bet she's from Texas?

(CHUCKLES) You crushing
on our pilot, Sonny?

Nah. That woman, she's just
got a lot going for her.

What if she's an A&M fan?

Ha! Bite your tongue.

- That's blasphemy, Trent.
- (CHUCKLES)

CLAY: I thought you swore
off relationships, buddy.

SONNY: I would've said
the same about you,

except you're mooning on
Becky from the Beltway.

Given the captain's
all-around badassery,

I might just have to
reconsider that pledge.

New skirmishes are breaking
out along the border,

including one near Khanaqin.

Puts exfil directly in the action.

We can send them south into
Gilan-e Gharb, then west.

That way, they'll avoid the fighting.

Given the distance and the terrain,
that could add an extra day

for them to reach the border.

Well, you got something
else in mind, Davis?

We've got time before
Bravo reaches the bridge.

Perhaps the colonel could
speak to the Marines,

see if they could
shift to fighting south?

That way, Bravo can head
directly west to exfil.

That's a good idea.

We make the call?

Let's do it.

No hostiles,

no sign of Campbell.

Copy. Everyone hold up here.

Not you, Spenser.

Take a knee.

All right, you want to
tell me what you meant

about Campbell deserving a medal?

If you tell me why you
put me up for the BV.

I put you up for it because you ran hell

for leather through enemy fire,

took down over a dozen tangos

and almost got yourself
killed saving everyone else.

Yeah, well, I didn't save
the person who mattered most.

I'm sorry about the ambassador.

We all are.

But that does not mean you don't deserve

a commendation in your jacket.

If there ever comes a day

that you don't want to
operate anymore, or you can't,

trust me, what's in
your record will matter.

- (GUNFIRE)
- Now...

Campbell is pinned down over here.

(GUNFIRE STOPS)

MAN (IN DISTANCE): Come on!

I do love a grand entrance.

Your timing was perfect.

We aim to please.

Name's Sonny. Texan,

Sagittarius, lover of fast
bikes and barbecue.

This here's the rest of Bravo.

And out there behind you
is our fearless leader, Ray.

Sorry about the switch. Original
rendezvous point was too hot.

Yeah. No problem.

That was a great move you did
taking out those IRG soldiers,

using their radio to contact us.

Didn't have a lot of options.

SONNY: Yeah.

It was mighty impressive, though.

- I'll tell you what.
- Havoc Base, this is Bravo 1.

I pass Morgan.

I say again, I pass Morgan.

That's a good copy, 1.

Now get the hell out of there.

sExfil's 15 klicks west. Let's move.

- (PHONE RINGING)
- Yeah. (GROANS)

Emma.

EMMA: Did you get my
records out of storage?

(SIGHS) What?

I told you I need my records right away.

Yeah, your records.
Yeah, I got the boxes.

Um, I'll, uh... I'll look
for 'em tomorrow, okay?

The deadline for the trip is tomorrow.

It's tomorrow?

- Dad!
- Okay, all right, I'll...

I'll get 'em right now.
I'll get back to you.

I got this.

(GUNFIRE)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

RAY: Clay, give us cover fire.

Move to high ground.

The border's just over the ridge.

(HEAVY GUNFIRE)

Everyone get to high ground.
Trent, you got Campbell.

Move! Let's go, let's go!

I hope you got something
up your sleeve there, Ray,

'cause we're 180.

We'll move to the ridge line,
then push west to the border.

I hope that works.

Otherwise, we're fish in a barrel.

Move your ass, Sonny. Let's go!

I said move, Sonny, now!

We lose cover up ahead.

- IRG's closing the gap.
- We gotta get to the border.

Let's go! Let's go! Move, move, move!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

I'll cover you. Go, go, go!

Damn it!

RAY: Where the hell's Sonny?

He was giving me cover fire.

I saw him starting to fall back.

Fire was too heavy. I lost visual.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

RAY: Havoc, this is Bravo 1.

Heavy contact.

IRG.

Bravo 1, say again your last.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Bravo 1, say again your last.

RAY: Taking heavy fire.

Bravo 3 cut off.

Sonny, cut off.

We're blind.

We're not gonna have ISR
until they reach the border.

There's no way to help.
Nothing to do but wait.

The way they're shooting,
looks like he's pinned down

just left of where we crossed.

(GUNFIRE)

He's returning fire.

They got him surrounded.
We gotta get down there.

Cover. Trent, you and me. Let's move.

(GROANING)

Bravo 1, this is Havoc. Sitrep.

RAY: Havoc, go for Bravo 1.

This is Havoc. Do you
have a situational report

on 3's status?

No eyes on 3 at this time.
Situation is developing.

They need backup.

We can send the 1-1.

They're about three kilometers away.

We can't set foot across that border.

- You know that.
- What about air support?

Not a chance.

We cannot engage inside Iran.

But maybe a little show of force.

The IRG calls us on it, we play dumb.

We'll tell them the pilots didn't
realize they'd crossed the border.

IRG backed off.

- Helo incoming!
- (HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

♪♪

SONNY: Get 'em!

Best first date ever.

TRENT: Sonny, Campbell!

Get your asses over here.
We got you covered!

All right, let's get our asses home!

Roger that! (PANTING)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS)

Not right now, Emma. I'm getting it.

(EXHALES)

(GRUNTS)

♪♪

(SIGHS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(PHONE RINGING)

NATALIE: Hey, Jason. It's Natalie.

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

Ja... Jason, are you okay?

Hey, I stopped by your
place, and you're not here.

I w... (EXHALES SHAKILY)

I went... I went to the storage...

(GRUNTS)

- You're at the...
- The storage unit. I-I...

What are you doing there?

I had to get...

I had to get my daughter something.

I...

Uh, listen, can I... can I come get you?

Please. Please.

(SIGHS)

Yo.

Anyone here?

Welcome home, baby.

(BOTH GRUNT)

I take it you missed me.

You know I did.

Everything go okay?

Yeah, had a few tricky moments,

but, uh, everything came
out all right in the end.

- Good.
- Mm.

Service record. Evaluations.

Letters of recommendation?

There's a schedule there

to help you keep track
of what's due when.

Baby, you-you didn't have to do that.

I wanted to.

You were right.

I haven't been as
supportive as I should have.

No. No, I...

I haven't held up my end.

I should have handled my business.

So we work it out.

Together.

Bravo's not your only team, baby.

You're definitely the
better-looking one,

- I'll tell you that much.
- Well, that's not saying much.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

NATALIE: Why didn't you call me?

All the skills the Navy
teaches its operators,

they leave out the most important one.

What's that?

How to ask for help.

(DOOR OPENS)

Uh, I've been meaning to say

I like your shoes.

Thanks.

Just, uh... just got 'em.

Well, you have excellent taste.

Uh, I assume that you can't tell me

where you've been or
what you've been doing,

but could you at least tell
me what's been bothering you?

They want to give me a medal
for what happened in Yemen.

And you don't want it.

Uh, it just doesn't really feel right.

Well, you can tell them where to put it.

(CHUCKLES)

It's the military.

They want to give you a
medal, they give you a medal.

What, you can't just give it back?

- No.
- (LAUGHS)

It doesn't really work like that.

Well, if it makes you feel any better,

I can tell you what the
ambassador would have done

if someone forced an award on her.

She would have used it.

Nicole always talked
about wanting to have

the biggest impact on
the world she could.

And she used everything she
had in her arsenal to do that.

Sounds like her.

- SONNY: Mother of Mary, I got neighbors, man.
- (DOGS BARKING)

What the hell?

Davis, what the hell are you doing here?

You almost got yourself killed.

- Well, not exactly.
- Yes, exactly.

That is exactly what happened.

- (POUNDING ON NEARBY DOOR)
- I told you. I got some neighbors.

I do not care about your neighbors.

I care that you almost died.

I'm okay. I'm fine.

I can't believe that you
would scare me like that.

You are such a jackass, Sonny.

Well, this jackass is okay.

- Really?
- Mm.

See, I knew you were gonna be upset.

What the hell, Sonny?

- You're right, I am.
- Mm-hmm.

Don't do it again.

Cross my heart.

You know, just because we ended...

doesn't mean I stopped loving you.

Yeah.

That's the bitch, ain't it?

THERAPIST: Have you
tried therapy before?

Uh, against my will. Yeah.

Then why are you here?

(CHUCKLES)

Just, uh... (CLEARS THROAT)

All the good things from
my past are just gone,

and, uh, the future just looks empty

to me.

It's like I'm...

... so dead inside.

I look to the future,
and I don't see anything.

It all just looks so empty to me.

I just feel like the
past is haunting me,

and, uh...

I don't know how to stop it.

I don't know how to stop it.

So I thought, I don't know...

I need help.

Can you help me?

(SHUDDERING BREATHS)

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