All language subtitles for Ties.That.Bind.S01E06_English

Mom, can you talk?

Jeff? What's up?

Sorry to bother you at
work, but --

No honey, no bother.
What's going on?

They're evacuating the
school and they didn't say why.

Have you heard anything?
Seen anything?

No, but I can tell by the
look on Ms. Harrison's face.

It's bad.

Okay honey, I understand.
Stay calm, follow the procedure.

Crestview High School, hostage
situation, uniforms responding.

We've got it.

We're on our way Jeff, okay?
We'll be right there.

Jeff, let's go!

We've followed all procedures,
everyone's been accounted for.

Sudents and faculty,
and they have exited safely.

And of course that includes all
of yours, Detective McLean.

Thank you, my husband's on
his way to pick them up.

You're sure only the
instigating student

is still in
the classroom?

Yes.
Trevor Wynn. Junior.

He let the other students
and the teacher go.

It's his AP
physics class.

Mr. Witherspoon's
AP physics?

Yes.

Your daughter Rachel
is in that section.

Trevor.

Yes, they were taking a
practice exam and Trevor had

some sort of breakdown.

Can you be
more specific?

My understanding is he was
yelling at the students,

threatening them, and
it escalated from there.

Randall! These are
police detectives.

Mr. Witherspoon insisted
on remaining with Trevor

until you both arrived.

You're injured.

Trevor was throwing things
and I failed to duck.

I tried to stay at his side,
but he forced me out.

I'm Detective McLean,
Detective Stewart.

I'm Rachel's mom, we
met at the open house...

Of course I'm so sorry, I have
no idea what's going on here.

I've never seen this
kind of behavior before.

Tell me about
the student.

He's a great kid, he's quiet.
This is atypical behavior.

I have no idea
what triggered this.

I don't want
anyone getting hurt.

Neither do we.

You're all gonna burn!

We'll take it from here.

Take Mr. Witherspoon to the
paramedic team out front.

Trevor!

Trevor, I'm Detective
McLean, Crestview PD.

I'm also Rachel's mom. We met
at the science fair last year.

Your project was about
sustainable energy, wasn't it?

I'm here with my
partner, Detective Stewart.

We need to come in
and talk to you.

You want to burn?

Trevor, the only way this
gets better is if we come in.

It can't get better.

It can, Trevor.
Trevor, let us in.

Only you.
And no guns.

Okay.

I'm coming in.

Lock it!

Don't touch that!
The snipers will get me!

Get away from the door!

Trevor, there
are no snipers.

Don't lie to me!
I know they're out there!

[Glassware breaking]

Trevor, I need you to put down
the lamp and the alcohol.

This is all a joke!
None of it matters!

No, no. Life matters.
You matter.

They make you say that.
Program you. Force you.

No, Trevor, I believe it.

I know you're feeling like
you're out of control right now,

but if you let me,
I can help fix that.

We just need to stop.
Right now Trevor, put that --

But we can't stop. Ever. We're
just random balls of energy,

rocketing around and colliding
and spinning faster and faster

until we burst into flames.

[Liquid splashing]

No, no Trevor, don't!
Trevor!

Let's burn together.

My heart! So fast.
Gonna explode.

No, no, that's just the
adrenaline Trevor, okay?

Just put down the lamp.

No, I --

Trevor... Trevor!

Devin! Devin!
Get in here.

[Door breaking]

[Trevor struggling]

Paramedics! Now!

[Trevor struggling]

Pooja says they took Trevor
to the hospital, but Alexis says

Aunt Allison took him to jail,
and Kyle says --

Just stop! Okay?

I know you're freaked because
you were in there with him,

but I'm just trying to
figure out what's happening.

Hey you guys, I
just heard from Mom.

Trevor's on his way
to the hospital.

Mom and Devin are fine.
How's it going in here?

Let's make some lunch.

Make everybody feel better,
all right?

Connor says Trevor stood on
his desk and started screaming

in the middle of the
test. Is that true?

If I wanted to talk about
it, it wouldn't be with you.

I'm not hungry.

[Doorbell ringing]

Make some lunch.
I'll get it.

Hi, Mr. McLean.

Hello...?

Dana.
Rasmussen.

Dana Rasmussen,
hello.

Which member of my household
are you here to see?

I'm on the track team
with Cameron.

I run the girls' hundred
and he runs the boys.

He's such a great addition
to the team, because --

Dana, hey!

Hey Cameron.

So, what's up?

This stuff with Trevor
has got me really stressed

and usually when I'm
stressed at school,

by the end of track practice,
I'm so tired that I feel better,

but practice was
cancelled today because of the

whole evacuation deal, I
was thinking I'd go for a run on

my own, but then I thought maybe
you'd like to come with me.

Maybe get your mind
off it too. Maybe?

Go on a run, together?

I mean if you want
to, or whatever.

Okay, sounds like fun.
Give me a sec to get changed.

The doctor said
it's difficult

to make a prognosis
at this time.

We're so sorry,
Mr. Wynn.

The doctor told us
Trevor had a heart attack.

Caused by an overdose
of dextroamphetamine.

Dextroamphetamine?
Does Trevor have ADHD?

No. Why?

That's what it's
usually prescribed for.

But if you don't
have the condition,

the body can be
overstimulated and react badly.

There's been a mistake.

Trevor has a heart murmur,

so he would never take
anything like that.

He can't even have caffeine.

Mr. and Mrs. Wynn,
I mean no disrespect,

I have teenagers too,
but this kind of reaction

would indicate
long-term use.

If Trevor took
this, someone made him.

Trevor is a good boy. A
smart boy. He knows better.

He doesn't keep secrets.

Detectives, you have
got to help us find out

what happened
to our son?

We promise you, we will.

Why are you parking?

I'm coming in.
I have work to do.

On Trevor's case?

While we're here?

This'll be a party.

Don't worry, kids.

Cop Mom is here to
shred your cred.

Can't Devin
do this part?

Devin and I are partners,
we work together.

He's meeting me at
Mrs. Dayton's office.

Your social status will survive
my being on campus a day or two.

Two?

Rachel, I have work, you
have class. Let's get going.

Fine but you'll understand
if I don't walk in with you.

Detective.

Trevor has never been in
trouble. He's quiet but

delightful, consistently in
the top 5% of his class.

4.6 GPA, National
Merit finalist,

National Honor Society,
Academic Decathlon captain,

Latin Honor
Society president,

Chess Club president,
and so on.

Busy young man.

Very motivated. Frankly, I don't
know how some of our students

do everything they do. But
top-tier college admissions

have become so competitive,
it's almost a necessity.

This AP Physics class
seems very demanding.

At least it seems that
way at my house.

That's why we're so fortunate
to have Mr. Witherspoon.

He has a gift for
engaging students,

even with such
difficult material.

No history of bad blood between
Trevor and Witherspoon?

No, none at all. In fact, if
Mr. Witherspoon had a fan club,

Trevor would be president
of that as well.

Mrs. Dayton, how prevalent is
drug use here at Crestview?

Mrs. --

Detective McLean, you know we
have a zero-tolerance policy.

I do. How prevalent
is the drug use here?

We're specifically looking
at prescription drug abuse.

Is that what you think
happened with Trevor?

That's our current
path of investigation.

We haven't had any
documented cases

of prescription
drug abuse.

How about undocumented?

We've done some training
on how to look for signs.

Nationally,
it's a very common problem,

especially among highly
motivated students.

Like Trevor.

Look, we care deeply
about our students,

and we take these
matters very seriously.

Then you won't mind giving
us a list of the students

permitted to have prescription
medication with them on campus.

I'll have to speak
with the Superintendent.

There are privacy
rights involved.

We might need to get
a warrant involved.

I'll call as
soon as you leave.

Thank you for
your cooperation.

Not at all.

I couldn't sleep last night,
I was so worried about Trevor.

I care about all my students.
It's impossible not to.

I watch them come here
every day and work so hard.

Rachel, for example,
she's one of my most

dedicated students.

Thank you,
that's nice to hear.

Are you aware of any students
taking stimulants

to help them study?

I know statistically that
stimulant abuse is on the rise

in academic settings, but my
kids know the inherent dangers

of that kind of behavior.
They're just too smart.

They're not the type.

Then who is the type?

I'm not making judgments,
I'm just saying,

you get to know
your kids.

We'd like to talk
to some of them.

I'm in Trevor's phone?

Yes.

We're talking to
your whole class,

but we want to know who his
friends are outside of class.

I'm not sure
Trevor has friends.

So you don't
see him socially?

Look, I told you
everything I know at home.

This is part of the
official investigation.

We need your comments as
part of the official record.

I don't think Trevor
has a social life.

Did you ever see Trevor
taking drugs of any kind?

He's such a straight arrow,
he'd snap if he even thought

about doing anything wrong.

So you never saw
Trevor in an altered state?

Except for when he
jumped on the desk yesterday?

Absolutely not.

Your name was one of
the few in his phone.

Anyone else he hangs out
with we should know about?

Nope.
Total lone wolf.

I think I saw him talking to
Jake Perkins once or twice.

But Jake's the only one.

Is Jake in your
Physics class?

Oh no, he's not
really an AP kind of guy.

I mean he's a jock.
Track star?

Meaning?

Just can't imagine
what the two of them

would have
to talk about.

Are we done?

[Students talking]

Tracey, hey...

So, that was weird.

Oh, you mean interrogation
isn't part of your normal day?

I can't imagine what
it's like in your house.

Do you have any fun?

So, Mr. Witherspoon
is postponing the quiz,

but I was still hoping we could
go over the vector worksheet?

Oh, Rachel, I feel terrible.
I thought I texted you.

Study group
met last night.

Really?

When you didn't show,
we just assumed your mom

had you on lockdown.

Jeff, hey!
Come here for a sec?

So this is her son,
I'm just the niece.

Do that joke thing
from this morning.

You want a joke,
check out this lunch.

See what I mean?

Jake Perkins?

Yeah?

Detective McLean, Detective
Stewart, Crestview PD.

I've seen you at track.
You're Cameron Olson's...?

Aunt.

Nice to meet you.

Trevor Wynn.
You know him, right?

Man, everyone knows
Trevor. Now.

He's the kid that flipped
out yesterday

and got us all early
dismissal.

We heard you two've
been hanging out recently.

Me and Trevor? No way.
Somebody's tripping.

Maybe he was tutoring you?

I don't need a tutor.

Okay, look,
I have a tutor.

But it's some nailbiter from
Lakeside my parents hired.

Not Trevor Wynn. I've never
even talked to that freak.

So you never talked about
scoring dextroamphetamines?

ADHD medication?

I'm not ADHD.

People take it for other
reasons, illegal reasons.

Can I take a look
in your backpack?

Go ahead.

You seem like a
connected guy.

So, who's the best source
on campus for pills?

You're not listening to me.
I don't know anything

about pills or
losers, all right?

Oh is that right? Look
at this. How about that?

You've got
enough for everyone.

That's not mine...
I'm serious!

I know...
okay. Bye.

My mom says I'm not
to say anything

until she meets us
at the station.

That's your right.
We told you that.

She's like this big-shot
lawyer. I wouldn't mess

with her if I
were you. Or me.

Jake, we're not
messing with you.

Understand: we're confused.
You don't have a prescription,

yet you've got a lot of pills.
Enough that we could bust you

on possession and
intent to distribute.

We're just
sorting it out.

That's why we're going
down to the station to talk.

With your mom and
maybe our lieutenant.

I remember when I was
in high school. I had to keep

my grades up so I wouldn't get
kicked off the football team.

Maybe you and your
friends from track are going

through the same thing?

No! Look,
the pills aren't mine!

You know who you should
be talking to?

Your nephew, Cameron.

That kid hates me, I didn't
do anything to him.

We know what it was
like at his old school,

I bet he's the one who
put those in my bag.

For someone who wasn't going
to talk until we got to the

station, you suddenly have
a lot to say, Jake.

Hey, the run yesterday
was a great idea.

Wanna go again today? We
could run by the lake --

Did you hear what your
aunt did to Jake?

Jake Perkins?

She dragged him out of here
like some kind of criminal.

Did you tell
her to do that?

My aunt doesn't listen when
I ask her to pass the salt.

This doesn't come from me.

I gotta go.

Okay, I'll see
you at practice.

Yeah.

Cameron.

I got track practice.

Yeah, and I have
some questions.

About pills and
the track team.

Are you serious?

This day just gets
better and better.

Doesn't it?

We just questioned Jake
Perkins because he had a stash

of pills in his backpack.

And you know the
defense he's sticking to?

You planted them there.

And you believe him?

I said I have questions.

You always have questions!
And they're always about me!

Detective!

I cannot have this disruption
occurring in the hallway.

This is part of our
investigation, Mrs. Dayton.

I just got off the phone
with the Superintendent.

Who is on the phone
with your lieutenant.

The agreement has been made
that if this investigation

must continue, it
will do so off-site.

Lieutenant?

We're working for the
same goal, Mrs. Dayton.

Lieutenant needs to see us.

Thank you for your
cooperation, Mrs. Dayton.

I'll see you
after practice.

I don't know how
you guys do it.

Serrated knife.

That's not what I meant.

We're all gonna need a new
school by the end of this week.

At least she
didn't charge Jake.

Yeah and that
was a mistake too.

She should've locked him up
for being a lying dirtball.

I'm just glad I'm an Olson.
Sucks to be a McLean right now.

Pleasant day at school?

Oh I love high school. The
cool kids don't talk to you,

the teachers don't
trust you, it's a blast.

Glad we met in college.

I shouldn't have gotten
into it with Cameron.

You had to ask him
about the pills.

Could've waited until you got
home, but you had to ask.

I was following the
line of investigation.

I also didn't want it to look
like I was playing favorites.

But he ended up feeling like
he's #1 on your list

of usual suspects.

Which is the last
thing I wanted.

Are sure now that he had
nothing to do with the pills?

I am.

Great.

I think if somebody framed
Jake, it wasn't Cameron.

But now Cam's upset,
I don't know how to fix it.

Have you tried having a
conversation with him

since you got home?

Does banging your head
against a wall qualify

as trying to climb it?

The boy does know
how to lock down.

My brother taught him well.

So teach him something else.

What?

Baby, they respect what you
do, you know they do.

But they need to know we respect
their space outside the house.

Wait, so now I'm
disrespecting them?

That's not what I said. But
making it clearer that we

respect what they're
going through --

I'm just trying
to do my job.

And they're
exposed nerves,

they're trying to
survive high school.

If I worry about everyone's
feelings all the time,

I'd never
get anything done.

Don't I know it.

I love you.

You're picking a fight with me,
that's what you're doing.

No! You've got a gun.

Sassafras!
Just cook the kebabs.

Okay, gang, there are some
things I'd like to clear up

about my being at school.

[Cell phone buzzing]

Guys, you know the rules.

There's no phones at the
dinner table.

[Another phone beeping]

Dad, something crazy
must be happening.

All right Rachel go ahead,
you can check yours.

[Third phone beeping]

Wait, that's my phone.

Honey?

Trevor Wynn died.

What a tragic waste.

And that means Trevor's
supplier, whoever they are,

is looking at
negligent homicide.

Maybe we bring Jake
back in, press him harder?

Jake let us go through his bag,
he's kept his story consistent,

even after his mom came
around and leaned on him.

Jake doesn't know a thing.
Somebody else set him up.

And it wasn't Cameron.

If Jake always parks his
backpack on top of the lockers,

it could be anybody.
Wouldn't take more than a minute

for a kid to slip a
baggie in and move on.

Detectives?

Detectives, I'm
sorry to interrupt.

No, no interruption.

Mr. Wynn, again,
our condolences.

We will find the
party responsible.

I hope this helps.
Trevor's phone.

I found it this
morning, in his jacket.

Thank you.
It will help.

Good. I hope it leads you
to -- I'm sorry, excuse me.

Except we already
examined Trevor's phone.

Looks like he had two.

We should get the day off.
We're all too upset to be here.

You didn't even
know the guy.

Yeah and now
I never will!

Bye, Dad.

See ya!

Bye, Uncle Matt.

Have a good day.

Hey, hold on a sec.

People make bad
choices, Cameron.

Sometimes we can't
figure it out.

Don't let it drag you
down, all right?

Move forward.
And then after school,

blow 'em
off the track.

Just confirmed with Steve in
Narcotics, they're not seeing

dextroamphetamine on
the street right now.

My gut says this is
contained to the high school.

I agree. Look at this. So
supposedly friendless Trevor

had a very special friend.

The second cell?

Almost exclusively
calls to one number.

He called it every
week, at the same time,

and it pinged off the
same tower, every week.

So who was he calling?

Suzie Chang, a senior.

A girlfriend he didn't want
his parents to know about?

Or a dealer?

Let's call Suzie
and find out.

If anybody feels like talking
about Trevor, you can sit down

with a counselor, or a
teacher, myself included.

Don't be shy, okay?
We're here to help.

Thanks, Mr.
Witherspoon.

Of course, Andre.

As if we weren't
depressed enough.

Yeah, no kidding.

Jeff! That's his name,
right? Your funny cousin?

Um... yeah.

We've got room here.
Besides, I could use a laugh.

There's always room at my table
for my favorite, funny cousin.

Suzie, we're very
sorry for your loss.

We know this is
hard to talk about,

we appreciate you and
your dad coming in.

I just want to help.

Where was Trevor getting
his dextroamphetamine?

I don't know. I didn't even
know he was taking it.

If I knew, I
would've made him stop.

I mean, he said sometimes
he needed help to power

through, you know,
like, with all-nighters.

But I thought he was talking
about Red Bull or something.

Not drugs.

How long had you been dating?

Since last semester.

Why didn't Trevor want
anyone to know about it?

He said his
parents would lose it.

He was supposed to focus on
good grades and the things

that look good on college
applications. No social life.

When he got sick, I
didn't want to say anything,

because I didn't want him
to get in trouble.

I never thought
that he would--

Can you tell us about your
calling and meeting schedule?

Trevor would text me
every Tuesday,

around six,
and we'd meet.

Why Tuesdays at six?

That was my study
group for AP Physics.

We'd meet up at a coffee
shop near his house,

so it was easier for him
to slip out and meet.

We'll need the names of all
the people in that group

so we can talk to them,
compare stories.

Do you know where Trevor
was getting the drugs?

I wish I did. And I want to
help. I just want him back.

Where do you want to start
with that study group list?

How about here?

This is Rachel's group?

Hey. Can I talk
to you a minute?

You working on
something new?

Not really.

So, I wanted to ask
you a few questions about

your AP Physics study group.

Rachel? Oh honey, forget my
questions. Just talk to me.

I should've seen it, Mom.
I should've helped Trevor.

Sweetie, it's okay.

I didn't know about the pills,
and I didn't know about

him and Suzie until Andre
started running his mouth today.

And now you need help
and I can't give you any.

I wanted to ask questions
about the study group.

It's okay.
It's okay, honey.

Trevor wasn't in our group.

Suzie said that he used to
sneak out and meet her there.

Oh my god, I
should have known.

I thought Suzie and Tracey
were being all girly-girl,

running off to the bathroom
together, but now I get it.

Queen Tracey was covering
for Suzie and Trevor.

You don't like Tracey?

No, she's a control freak. Study
group used to be almost fun,

until she and Suzie took it
over. Now it's hard labor.

She says we have to be the
best study group, and get the

highest scores on exams. They're
always criticizing people

for not working hard enough,
they got on my case for

wimping out because I
can't pull an all-nighter

and still ace a quiz
the next morning.

But I guess that won't be a
problem anymore, because now

they get together and don't tell
me. And if they know anything

else about Trevor, of
course, they're not

going to tell
me that, either.

Because your mom's a cop,

and they're worried
you're gonna tell me things?

But I don't tell you things.

I mean, about them.
I'm not hiding anything.

No, I believe you.
I believe you.

Hey, I gotta
tell you something.

You are smart and
beautiful and talented,

and you deserve
better friends.

Okay, I'll look into it
tomorrow. Thanks Devin.

Good night.

I probably could've
handled this better.

Not the investigation,
you kinda gotta go

where the evidence
goes. But the kids.

You were right.

About?

Respecting their space.
I just came on too hard.

You've got a job to do.

You're juggling a lot of
people's needs right now.

I got a need right now.

Oh you do, do you?

I wanna hear it
one more time...

Hear what?

Please?

Okay.

You... were... right.

But just to be clear,
only on this one topic.

This one time.

I better go mark
it on the calendar.

Rachel told me about
Suzie slipping away during

study group, and dragging
Tracey along with her as cover.

I'm not saying that Trevor
and Suzie weren't a couple,

I just think it's
also the drugs.

All three of them?

Yeah, maybe the
whole group.

Except Rachel?

Except Rachel. She
noticed a difference in them

and they had
stopped inviting her.

Suzie as supplier makes
sense. We've cleared Jake.

And there's no indication
Trevor had a stash anywhere.

Suzie ties Trevor
to the study group.

I think we need to
bring Suzie back in.

This is bad enough as
a cop, but as a dad...

You gotta imagine the pressure
these kids are under at home,

to be willing to go to these
lengths, so they can say

they're the best. I'll call
Suzie's dad, see if --

Wait. It's not Suzie. Because
it's about being the best.

Right.

I was beginning to think
she wasn't going to show.

She's got business
to take care of.

Look at that
determined walk.

Must be meeting
someone important.

Hurry up, I have
to get back to--

Mr. Witherspoon?

Tracey is lying. I don't know
anything about the pills,

how can I tell you how
the students got them?

So Tracey was just meeting you
in your car, at lunch time,

to discuss what?
Extra-curricular activities?

That's a disgusting implication.
I would never be involved

with one of my
students like that.

Mr. Witherspoon.
I believe you.

Thank you.

You care about your students,
isn't that what you said?

I care about them,
but not like that!

Of course not. You just want
them to succeed, don't you?

Yes, I want them to succeed.

I want them to
fulfill their potential.

Because if they succeed,
you succeed, don't you?

I suppose.

Don't be shy, Mr. Witherspoon.
We've been told that your

test scores are some of the
highest in the district.

Are they?

Yes, they are. And
Crestview High School

benefits from that,
don't they?

I suppose they do.

I hope you get a bonus.

I get a small one, yes.

Small?
That's not right.

It's not about the money,
it's about the prestige, okay?

It's about the kids, they
deserve to be recognized.

What about you? Don't you
deserve recognition, too?

Their success is
my recognition.

So everything is tied
up in their success.

You're willing to do
anything to help your

students succeed,
aren't you?

Is that how it started? You
wanted to give your motivated

kids that extra edge, so that
everybody would acknowledge

what a great
teacher you are?

They were only meant
to go to Tracey.

I wanted to help her.

But she came back
and wanted more?

For her friends.

She said the whole
group should be the best.

And if I didn't give her
more, she was gonna tell

that I gave them to her
in the first place.

She blackmailed you?

Yes!

You had no choice.

Exactly.

But you did, Mr. Witherspoon.
You had a choice.

You didn't have to give
those kids those pills.

You're a teacher. Your students,
and their parents trusted you.

I know.
I'm so sorry.

I don't know if that's
enough of an apology

for Trevor's parents.

I just wanted
the best for those kids.

I never meant
to hurt Trevor.

Randall Witherspoon,
you're under arrest

for negligent homicide.

Anything you say can
and will be used

against you in a
court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed to you.

Can I sit here?

Sure, go ahead.

Thank you.

Sit here.

No, I'm cool.

* Will we meet half way

*If I go my seperate way

* And will we meet again

* Even if we go our seperate
ways, our seperate ways *

It bothers me that Witherspoon's
source is still out there.

We'll keep looking.

As the trial gets closer,
he might get more helpful.

It's satisfying
putting Witherspoon away.

But to see a kid like Tracey
headed down the juvie path?

Witherspoon initiated it,
but she's still guilty of

distribution and
planting those pills on Jake.

We'll see what her judge says.
Tracey's a smart kid.

Hopefully she can turn it around
and not make that mistake again.

I think it's time to
wrap up, head home,

and hug our smart, healthy,
balanced children.

Don't jinx it.

Good night.

Hey!

Hey...

Everything okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Physics?

Yeah.

Wish I could help you, but I
was never any good in physics.

It's fine, I only
have a couple of pages.

Why don't you put
your books away?

Sleeping is just as
important as studying.

Love you, honey.

Love you too.

Put 'em away!

So how's she doing?

Better.

And you're doing...?

Better.

I meet a girl like Tracey,
who seems to have had every

advantage, even more than our
kids, and it baffles me how

wrong she is about life,
school, everything.

You're forgetting about one
major advantage that our kids,

and our niece and nephew
have that Tracey doesn't.

What?

You.

No, it's you.

You're right, it's me.

It might be us.
It might be, but--

A little bit...

Do you think the kids
will ever forgive me

for tresspassing
on their turf?

You got justice for Trevor.

They're going to see,
that's what matters.

I hope so.

I hope so, too.

Because then you'll have to
say those three words again.

You... were... right!

Wait and see.

* Soft rock music