Original subtitles

[U2 singing "A Beautiful Day"]

[school bell ringing]

♪ The heart is a bloom ♪

♪ Shoots up through the stony ground ♪

♪ There's no room ♪

♪ No space to rent in this town ♪

Will he ask me or won't he?

♪ And the reason that you had to care ♪

♪ The traffic is stuck ♪

♪ And you're not moving anywhere ♪

♪ You thought you'd found a friend ♪

Maddy?

Hey, Michael.

I wanted to ask you something.

Um, about the Valentine's dance?

Yeah?

Do you wanna be like..

- You know, like-- - Your date?

If someone already asked, just..

- No. - ...forget it.

I mean, no, nobody asked.

You sure you wanna go with me?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.

Yes.

I'm late for first period, but I..

I'll see ya later?

See ya.

♪ In the maze of her imagination ♪

♪ You love this town ♪

[school bell ringing]

♪ You've been all over ♪

♪ And it's been all over you ♪

♪ It's a beautiful day ♪

♪ Don't let it get away ♪

♪ It's a beautiful day ♪

♪ Whoo hoo hoo ♪

♪ Touch me ♪

♪ Take me to that other place ♪♪

"But to whom can I be responsible

when you refuse to see me?"

[gunshot]

[dramatic music]

[gunshot]

Help! Somebody! Help!

'You're okay.'

'You're okay, you're okay.'

(Jeffries) ADA Thomas stopped by.

Asked about you, Scotty.

Yeah. What about?

Just asked about you.

She's hot.

If you like that type.

And what type is that exactly?

- Ballbuster. - Like I said, smokin'.

That ballbusting neighbor still giving you grief

about that basketball?

- Way past grief. - Oh yeah? Do tell.

Another one bites the dust.

Get out while you still got time.

Thinkin' long term on this one, Nick?

- He got tickets to the ballet. - Ooh!

Sensitive guy. You like that?

Yeah. Don't be late. Again.

Toni gets it. Life of a cop.

Where's Miller?

Storage. Been mopin' all morning.

Oh, yeah? What's up?

Probably hormones.

Hormones?

Yeah, you know, that female cycle thing.

Sensitive guy.

What?

What?

Cold job?

Skill Jones.

Knew him, so to speak.

- That right? - I was working undercover.

Doing drug buys in North Philly.

It was a lifetime ago.

Looks like a nice kid.

Dealer.

Deep in the game.

I was the one who found him.

Help!

Help!

Somebody! Help!

Look at me. Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Look at me.

Keep looking at me. Keep looking at me.

Kid died in my arms.

He was 15.

Is that why you came down here?

First time since I made murder cop.

Always wondered when I would.

So why today?

Fifth-year anniversary of his death.

I found that box next to his.

Madison Reed. Chestnut Hill, rich kid.

Both shot and killed same day.

Exact same time.

8:03 a.m.

Weird.

Jobs could be connected.

White girl from the 'burbs, dealer from the projects?

Seeing someone die..

...kinda changes you forever.

- Yeah. It does. - Don't know much about him.

Except his name.

You need a reason to open a job.

No one left to speak for Skill.

For Madison.

Except us.

Maybe that's reason enough?

[theme music]

(Rush) 'Madison Reed.'

Shot with a 357 magnum at close range.

That's a rare weapon.

- Any luck tracking it down? - Turned that school inside out.

Got no weapon, no motive.

Kinda crime doesn't happen in Chestnut Hill.

Chalked it up to random violence.

Job went cold after a year.

- What about Skill Jones? - 'Small-time punk.'

Theory was a drug deal gone south.

Gave up on him after a few weeks.

(Stillman) We have a last to see?

Not on Skill.

But another kid, Michael Ellis

saw Madison at school right before she was shot.

Uh, Scotty and I'll have a talk.

Madison was a straight "A" student.

Track star, student government type.

What's the connect to Skill?

We don't know yet.

You got any informants left from your narc days?

Toomey Nelson.

Crackhead, junk peddler.

North Philly 411.

[siren wailing]

(Vera) Can't say I don't take you anywhere nice.

'Least I don't go to the ballet.

Yo, wassup, dawg?

- How ya doin'? - Oh, damn!

Five-oh! Five-oh!

(Miller) 'Yeah, that's right.'

The po-po's rollin', y'all.

Yo, baby girl, where's them stilettos and the tube top?

Yeah, well..

I be respectable now.

Says you.

So, what? You the boyfriend?

- Philly Homicide, homeslice. - No doubt.

♪ Toomey got somethin' for ya ♪

I give you the po-po discount. Two dollar.

Think I'll pass.

How 'bout the bling?

Well, that's not for sale, baby girl.

That's my dreamcatcher.

How 'bout some tube socks, instead?

Thinkin' I might need some 411.

Oww!

Bring it!

Remember that dealer got shot?

Skill Jones?

Skill was good people.

Gave Toomey respect.

That don't come cheap out here.

- You owe him then? - No doubt.

I didn't speak my piece back in the day

but now Champ's audi. You know what I'm sayin'.

- Who's Champ? - Dealer.

Worked the Wilson projects back in 2002.

Word was he was movin' in on a house run by Skill's posse.

- Turf war? - Well, over new product.

Tried to take Champ outta commission for real.

Yeah?

- Who'd you hear this from? - Seen it with my own eyes.

- Mmph! - When'd this go down?

Few weeks before Skill get himself shot.

And of all nights, on the New Year.

[men grunting]

[muffled scream] 'No!'

[gunshot]

Champ, don't never wanna catch you near the house.

Hear? I can't hear you.

I can't hear you!

[muffled speech]

You dissin' me, homey?

'That it?'

[muffled speech]

- You a man now, Skill. - 'That's right.'

'It's time you earned them stripes.'

- Huh? - "Huh?" You a bitch, too?

- Nah, man. Nah. - Then get to it, homey.

[muffled speech]

[screaming]

Took half of Champ's ear off with them pliers.

- Cold. - Champ go after Skill?

Tried to, but Skill went underground.

Where to?

Only fams was his gramps

up in the projects.

So what was the turf they were warrin' over?

Shootin' gallery on 6th and MLK.

Cookhouse for a lil' bit of hell called methamphetamine.

- Alright, Toomey. - Hmm.

Holler me if you hear anything else.

I don't touch the crunk myself.

♪ Gotta keep tip-top for the ladies ♪

[laughing]

(Rush) 'You were the last to see Madison alive, Michael.'

I asked her to some stupid dance that morning, yeah.

Were you two boyfriend and girlfriend?

No, we kinda grew up together, but, not really, no.

She have a beef with any of your classmates?

No way. Maddy was like totally popular. Everyone loved her.

Was she dabbling in drugs at all, Michael?

Nah. No, no way.

Wanna look at me when you answer that?

Maybe you'll feel more comfortable talking downtown.

Wait a minute, are you arresting me?

Not if you stop lying.

[sighs]

It was like a few weeks before she was...you know.

- Shot. - Yeah.

Our moms had this book club.

That day it was Madison's house.

- Go on. - Her dad had just took off.

Leaving them penniless basically.

It was really awkward

'cause in Chestnut Hill money's everything.

["Window in the Skies"]

♪ The bullets quit the gun ♪

Hey, Maddy.

My mom sent this.

She, uh, couldn't make the book club.

She..

Had another engagement?

Funny how busy everyone's mom is since my dad left.

Are you okay?

Got a "D" in Orman's English class.

That wench gives D's to everyone.

Maybe if I didn't

he would have stayed.

Your dad didn't leave because of your "D," Maddy.

How do you know?

It's, like, gonna burn you if you don't put it down.

Oh.

♪ Oh can't you see what love has done ♪

[whispers] Please don't tell anybody.

(Mrs. Reed) 'Why, Michael.'

I thought I heard you come in.

Is your mom here, too?

She, uh, had something to do.

So good seeing you, Michael.

You grow an inch every time I do.

Madison, how many times do I have to tell you

to clean up your stuff?

Yearbook, Mrs. Reed.

Madison never stops, does she?

Uh, I should go.

See you, Maddy.

See ya.

I didn't tell anyone.

Maybe I should have.

And those vials.

Sounds like crack or meth.

Looks like we got our connect.

You ever seen this guy, Michael?

- No. Who is he? - A drug dealer.

- From North Philly. - Drug dealer?

I don't think Madison went to that part of town, like, ever.

No kidding.

I know I'm late.

Like I said..

- ...life of a cop. - Life of a cop, huh?

Cop who's still got those tickets

in case someone's interested.

Think it's too late for that.

It won't happen again, Toni.

You said that the last time.

I was working this job.

Kid wasn't much older than Andre.

Never seen Andre take to someone

the way he does to you.

He's a good kid.

He's mine.

Don't wanna make promises I can't deliver.

Who's saying I can't deliver?

You can't make it to a date, Nick, come on.

What's this really about, Toni?

I never intended to settle down with a cop.

'Wondering every night if he'll walk through that door.'

I never intended on being Insta-Dad

but sometimes life throws you a curve.

Are you saying my son's a burden?

No.

I'm saying give me a shot.

I can't.

Sorry, Nick.

A super achiever like Madison could have used meth

to pull all-nighters.

How it usually starts.

Next thing you know, you're hooked to the grave.

No tox report from her autopsy.

Goody Two-Shoes like her, no need.

Could be Skill was her dealer.

Or someone closer to home.

Gibby Hanes, senior at Madison's high school.

'Misdemeanor arrest for slinging meth.'

Pleaded out as a minor.

- 'First-time offense.' - 'Yeah.'

Chestnut Hill bling talks.

- North Philly bling don't. - Let's bring Gibby in. And mom.

Any 411 on Skill?

Suspect numero uno, local drug rival named Champ.

Bit the big one a few months back.

Is that right?

Clockers' shelf life being what it is.

Leaving us high and dry.

But Skill's gramps is still around.

Maybe that's where he hid out.

- 'You'll have a talk with him.' - 'Yeah, we're on it.'

You think Madison was a drug addict?

- Excuse me, you are? - I'm her mother.

And you're wrong, dead wrong.

Maddy was a good girl.

'Michael had no right to tell you that.'

Why don't we talk in private?

It's bad enough that you never found her killer.

And now you're blaming her?

I think you've done enough already.

What a parent doesn't know.

(Mr. Jones) Skill lost his daddy to the needle.

is mama to the pipe.

You might say white powder is the family curse.

You were all Skill had left in the world.

Since he was but a baby.

I loved that boy like he was the sun and the moon.

But you know Skill was in the game.

I tried to stop him

but then the word showed him the error of his ways.

You want to elaborate, Mr. Jones?

New Year's Eve, about three weeks

before the Lord took him from me.

Same night they worked over Champ.

What happened on New Year's Eve?

My grandson finally came home.

["Stuck In a Moment"]

(crowd on TV) Six, five, four three, two, one!

[door opens]

Skill?

Skill, that you?

Skill.

What's wrong with you, boy?

- You're bleeding, son. - Don't touch me!

♪ I'm just trying to find a decent melody ♪

I can't get it off!

- Grandpa. - What'd you do, boy?

♪ A song that I can sing in my own company ♪

I...I hurt a kid.

♪ I never thought you were a fool ♪

You got to get out the game, Skill.

You hear me?

Who's gonna take care of the bills?

Who's gonna take care of you, grandpa?

Who?

That gun ain't the answer.

Never was, it never will be.

All I know is banging, grandpa.

Then you got to dream bigger dreams.

Like what?

Go back to school.

Make somethin' of yourself.

I...I just want..

♪ And now you can't get out of it ♪

- What, Skill? - To find peace.

♪ Don't say that later will be better ♪

♪ Now you're stuck in a moment ♪

♪ And you can't get out of it ♪♪

Skill got out the streets, stayed here with me

and went back to school.

'But then he died.'

What kind of gun did Skill have?

357 Glock. Why?

Same type of gun that killed Madison.

You ever see this girl, Mr. Jones?

Maybe with Skill?

White girl?

I don't think so, no.

Who is she?

Killed the same day your grandson was.

Anything else, give us a call.

That why y'all care now?

About Skill?

'Cause a white girl died?

I was the one who found him..

...Mr. Jones.

On that playground.

Did he find peace?

I don't know.

Stockbroker?

- Pay as well as drug dealing? - Your partner's funny.

You remember a kid named Madison Reed?

Shot down in the schoolyard.

And that's relevant to me how?

We know about you slinging, Gibby.

So, ahem, lose the "aw, shucks" act.

I was small potatoes, okay?

The most I sold was dried out pot from my sock drawer.

Says here you dealt meth.

Look, I peddled a few vials at school, okay? So what?

Selling to rich teenyboppers.

- Tough guy. - At least I got laid.

Wasn't a jock, so I was Chestnut Hill's Tony Montana.

"Say hello to my little friend."

Big man on campus, huh?

So why'd you quit slinging?

'Cause I almost blew up my mom's Viking stove.

- She would have freaked. - So, Madison bought from you?

Like I said, I was done dealing it

so I brought her to the source.

Out of the goodness of your heart.

She was hot.

Freshman. Drool, drool.

Plus she gave me 20 bucks.

Talk about where you took her.

Was a cookhouse on 6th and MLK in North Philly.

Where the big boys played.

In the same house Skill's boys worked.

- That where she scored? - Wrong again.

Let's just say that she had a soft spot for the crunkheads.

["Running to Stand Still"]

♪ And so she woke up ♪

♪ Woke up from where she was lying still ♪

♪ Said I gotta do something ♪

What a bunch of sad sacks.

I'm audi in, like, two seconds.

[whispering] You cannot leave me here.

♪ Step on a steel train ♪

♪ Step out of the driving rain maybe ♪

Mom.

♪ Run from the darkness ♪

Mom!

Mom!

- Maddy. Is that you, baby? - Mom?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

For two days!

You're such a good girl, Maddy. You know that?

You promised you'd quit, you'd stop this time!

I know, I tried, I did.

But I just..

...wanna not feel things anymore.

So just let me do that, okay?

I want to go home. Please, mom.

But it's just like Heaven here, sweetie.

Don't you see how pretty it is?

We're in Heaven.

♪ Bitter the taste in my mouth ♪

Pathetic, huh?

Some people have no self-control.

Her mom was the meth addict?

- Not Madison? - Bingo.

I sold to Mrs. Reed once at some PTA meeting.

Middle-aged loser.

Yeah, but then, you stopped dealing.

So, Shirley had to look for her fix elsewhere.

In Skill's sort of heaven.

Madison was a good girl, Shirley.

Too bad you weren't.

I'm not sure I understand.

The Jenny Crank diet, does that ring any bells?

Coming in here with an attitude when you were nothing

but a tweaker, a junkie, a crankhead.

You have no right to talk to me like that.

You bought drugs from a kid in Madison's school.

And when that well dried up

you left your daughter for days looking to score.

- You've got no proof of that. - 'You want proof?'

Your daughter is six feet under because of you.

You've known for five years

why she was killed, so enough with the bull.

I was trying to hold it together after my husband left, okay?

The bills and the house.

Trying to pretend that we were okay

when we were drowning.

Oh, smoking meth.

That's the answer?

It was a nightmare.

And I couldn't wake up.

I had no one to turn to.

You recognize him?

He's someone I'd buy from at the house.

Madison used to give me that look, too.

So...disappointed in me..

...again.

Looks like you got clean.

I tried so many times.

But if addiction was a battle, rehab was war.

["Bad"]

I'll get clean, Maddy.

This time I will.

- Okay, mom. - You don't believe me, baby.

You always say that and it always ends up the same.

Not this time.

I promise.

- Do you remember when dad left? - What?

- You promised we'd be okay. - I did? I don't remember.

I do.

Then we will.

Excuse me?

Mrs. Reed?

Yeah? That's my mom.

We can't admit you tonight.

- What? Why not? - We don't have the room.

The city's been overwhelmed.

All the clinics are filled to capacity.

If you don't take her, she'll go out again.

Madison, please.

I sleep in her bed every night

so if she leaves, I know and I can stop her.

But sometimes I can't stop her.

There's nothing I can do, I'm sorry.

Please help us.

Please.

There's a number you can call.

I'll get it.

Maddy?

Maddy, what are we gonna do now?

♪ Into the half lights ♪

♪ And through the flame ♪

I went out that night and got high.

And the next night.

Until one day my little girl was gone.

Too late for her.

It takes everything I've got.

'Every single day not to go out and score.'

But I made my daughter a promise.

And I intend to keep it.

[siren wailing]

(Vera) 'This Skill's high school?'

Gramps said he came back here before he died.

It's none of my business

so if you don't wanna answer, that's fine by me.

Toni dumped me.

For real? Why?

Cop's hours, the life, who wants it?

Yeah. I hear that.

You okay?

For a second there, I thought she was the one.

(Miller) 'Skill Jones.'

His grandfather said he was in school

before he was killed.

He was in my class for exactly three weeks.

- And then he dropped out. - Why?

Because he knew he had no future in academia? I don't know.

You remember any interactions Skill might have had

with fellow students

over this?

(Vera) '357 Glock.'

There was one kid, came looking for Skill

but I don't think it was a gun he wanted.

Take your seats, now.

Deshawn, Shanelle, do I look like I'm playing?

Now if you'll open your books, I'd like somebody to read.

'Skill?'

"I..

"I...a-am..

...one...of--"

"The most irresponsible beings..

"...tha-that's...e-ever..

...lyved."

Lived. The correct pronunciation is lived.

[students laughing]

"Ir...irr.."

"Irresponsibility is part of my invisibility."

Come on, Skill.

[laughter]

"To...who-m..

...can-can--"

This is 9th grade level, for goodness sakes.

Don't you know how to read?

[students exclaiming] 'Oh.'

[sighs] Go on.

No.

- What did you say to me? - I said no.

[students exclaiming] Oh.

If you won't obey the rules of my classroom, you can leave.

Now.

"But to..

"...who-who-m..

"...can I-I be..

"...re-re-spon-sible..

...when you refuse to see me?"

[man shouts] 'Skill! Skill!'

Get in your seats! Now!

Skill!

Skill!

Skill!

One of your customers is calling.

I don't deal no more.

Once a hood, always a hood.

No doubt.

[students exclaiming] Oh.

- Is this the kid you saw? - Yes.

Now if you don't mind, the hordes will be

storming the fort any minute now.

Looks like our Chestnut Hill prep and our North Philly

drug dealer were pretty copasetic.

Funny how Michael left that out.

You and Skill were tight, Michael.

I didn't know that kid.

Got an eyewitness who saw you with Skill.

It's time to come clean.

Look..

...I knew about Madison's mom, okay?

And the drugs.

How?

Because I kept going over to their house.

- I saw how she got. - So, why not tell anybody?

Because stuff like that doesn't happen in Chestnut Hill.

People were already treating them like dirt.

You had to protect Madison.

Then one weekend she just disappeared.

- When was this? - The weekend before she died.

Did you find her?

I asked Gibby, he knew everything about drugs.

He said that she was probably out looking for her mom again.

Told me about Skill.

That's why you were at Skill's school?

At first, he wouldn't take me to Maddy.

Wouldn't take my money or anything.

And then I told him, you know--

Told him what?

That I loved her.

I was gonna be the big hero.

But when I found Madison in that house

she was already gone.

["MLK"]

♪ Sleep tonight ♪

♪ And may your dreams ♪

♪ Be realized ♪

Hey, hey.

That her? That your girl?

♪ Passes rain ♪

♪ So let it rain ♪

Yo.

♪ Rains out on me ♪

I came for my mom.

To bring her home.

But I-I can't find her.

I got so tired, you know?

I just wanna..

...not feel things anymore.

Go to her, man.

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ Sleep tonight ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Your boyfriend here..

...came to bring you home.

- There's nothing for me there. - Nothing for you here, either.

Yo, come on. Get on up.

You don't belong here.

You're just a kid.

So are you.

Me and you?

We're worlds apart.

I just wanna..

...disappear.

Become invisible.

'Cause no one even sees me.

Hey. You ain't invisible.

'Cause I can see you.

And you got to, too.

Even if no one else in the whole world does.

Let's go home.

You and me both.

Okay.

Come on.

- Take this. - Nah. You ain't gotta pay me.

It's a dreamcatcher.

'My mom gave it to me.'

It's yours now.

So you can get home, too.

♪ Rain on me ♪♪

I took her home that night.

And the next day she was dead.

That necklace, she gave it to Skill?

Then how did Toomey end up with it?

Michael, you're sure that Skill had that gun on him?

He told Madison he was giving up on dealing.

- And that he'd sell it. - Sell it to who?

- To some white guy. - What white guy?

Somebody that brought her to the house.

Gibby?

(Toomey) Come on now. Why you gotta get all po-po on ol' Toomey?

Sit down.

Okay.

Where'd you get that necklace, Toomey?

One on your cart?

Dumpster, I don't know.

You been lyin' to me from the get-go.

Come on, baby girl, Toomey don't play like that.

Don't "baby girl" me, you two-bit junkie liar.

So it's like that now, huh?

Straight up.

Talk about where you got that piece of junk necklace.

It ain't a piece of junk!

It's a dreamcatcher.

Dreamcatcher, huh?

We all got dreams, baby girl.

You think I planned this?

Pushin' that cart, even the clunkheads laughin' at me?

Wasn't supposed to be like this.

Skill gave you respect.

- It's payback time. - Please.

He like all the rest in the end.

What'd he do to you, Toomey?

He looked at me the way you lookin' at me right now.

Like I wasn't a man.

[school bell ringing]

"But to whom can I be responsible

when you refuse to see me?"

[smacking lips]

You like my piece, Skill?

Ol' Toomey be packin'.

Where you get that?

Dumpster, behind the bodega.

Say we trade it for some vials?

Gave it up for good.

Slingin'.

Dreamcatcher.

Gotta think bigger dreams than that, man.

Look around, boy.

Streets paved with all sorts of dreams.

Come on, Toomey, hurting here.

I ain't invisible.

Ain't gonna end like this for me.

You think you better than this or somethin'?

I can't end up like you, Toomey.

Like me?

What you talkin' about?

I mean, look at you, man.

Look at you.

Then what happened, Toomey?

- I've been here for hours. - Like we care.

I'm not some dumb hood from the ghetto.

No, you're some dumb ass whose daddy

can't bail him out for murder.

- I want my lawyer. - Are you sure?

- Take a few hours. - Maybe we lose your paperwork.

Let you ride it out in lock-up over the weekend.

Oh, guys down there'd love to test drive

that Chestnut Hill smile.

'We know about the gun, Gibby.'

- How you bought it off Skill. - Same gun that killed Madison.

I never bought some stupid Glock off that hood.

Never said it was a Glock.

I don't have to listen to this crap.

You're the worst kinda scum.

Selling drugs to kids to get laid?

You think it's some sorta video game?

You can't touch me. That's police brutality.

On a second thought, get over here.

You wanna get laid?

Cons will rip a kiddie pusher like you in two.

- Don't put me down there! - Start talkin'.

Maybe we work something out with the DA.

Nah, nah, nah, no deals, no way.

- Justice time for you, Gibby. - I'll talk, okay, I'll talk!

Look, I didn't mean to hurt anyone.

Why'd you kill her, Gibby?

Talk.

I just wanted to be cool.

I mean, I was Tony Montana, you know?

She was gonna take that all away.

[sobbing]

Take a look at my lil' friend.

Get away from me!

Keep your voice down, you moron.

You're nothing but a stupid drug dealer!

At least my mom's not a methhead.

I'm gonna tell the cops what you did.

Newsflash, girlfriend, rich kids like me don't do jail.

You'll still get kicked outta school.

Lose all your stupid friends.

You know, the only reason people like you is 'cause you deal!

Wanna say that again, bitch?

Look at me, huh?

Look at me?

Look at you, boy.

Toomey, this ain't gonna change who you are, man.

You wanna bet?

[gunshot]

- Say it again, loser. - You're the loser, not me.

- Shut up. - You're worse than an addict.

I told you to shut up!

Everybody laughs behind your back

'cause you're a joke!

[gunshot]

Oh!

Help!

Somebody! Help!

Oh, okay, okay.

Look at me, look at me.

Keep looking at me, right here.

Right here, look at me.

Look at me, look at me!

Look at me.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

["With or Without You"]

♪ See the stone set in your eyes ♪

♪ See the thorn twist in your side ♪

♪ I'll wait for you ♪

♪ Sleight of hand and twist of fate ♪

♪ On a bed of nails she makes me wait ♪

♪ And I wait ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ With or without you ♪

♪ With or without you ♪

♪ Through the storm we reach the shore ♪

♪ You give it all but I want more ♪

♪ And I'm waiting for you ♪

♪ With or without you ♪

♪ With or without you aha ♪

♪ I can't live ♪

♪ With or without you ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ And you give ♪

♪ And you give ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ My hands are tied ♪

♪ My body bruised she's got me with ♪

♪ Nothing to win and ♪

♪ Nothing left to lose ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ And you give ♪

♪ And you give ♪

♪ And you give yourself away ♪

♪ With or without you ♪

♪ With or without you oh oh ♪

♪ I can't live ♪

♪ With or without you ♪♪

(female narrator) Stay tuned for the scenes from our next episode.

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