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Hey.

Go home, it's better.

You don't need to be here.

Really, go home.

Hi, Alba.

Hi.

-Hey, darling. -Hey.

-I was nearby, so I don't have any tools. -That was quick.

What's going on, dad?

I don't know.

It�s the third dead policeman in just a few weeks.

I don't know what to think.

Let me see.

Carlo!

Look.

This was in his jacket.

It's a lot of money.

Yeah.

Crap!

Look, he had this in his jacket. It's a lot of money.

-He's alive. -What?

Yeah!

Do something, Alba! Anything!

Tension pneumothorax.

I need a venous catheter.

Wait.

-Could this work? -That's perfect.

Let's go!

-I'm going with him. -OK.

If only I'd realized sooner that he was alive.

How could you? You're not a doctor.

Plus, when the blood pressure is so low it's not easy to find a pulse.

Anyhow, you were amazing.

-I was terrified. -You saved his life.

I miss you, you know. I miss our chats.

It's not working with Cristina, right?

Why do you ask?

Well, I saw you, with Marta. I saw the way you looked at each other.

And I know you.

I don't know what's happening to me, I don't recognize myself.

I don't like the person I've become.

At all.

-Bye, darling. -Bye.

We checked. The number Nusco called you from is registered to him.

-He activated it today. -Today?

-In the afternoon. -The other phone is the glove-box.

Wait for the forensic scientists, I'll go to the hospital.

Cristina? I'm running late tonight too, don't wait for me.

Go with him. I can take care of this.

-Why is Monaschi here? -I called him.

This situation has become too big for us. Any news?

He's still in the OT. It's going to take a long time.

And he may not make it.

All that money in his pocket, a recently activated phone, why?

I don't know. Let's hope he'll be able tell us.

Nusco will be guarded 24/7.

I asked the head of surgery to have only trusted and reliable staff

attending exclusively to him.

-Great. -No, it's not fucking great.

Our people are dropping like flies.

Guerrieri, bring me up to date. I know you're keeping something from me.

Last time I saw Nusco, he was running a check on Marta's and her son's phones.

I was supposed to hear from him yesterday but he didn't get in touch.

You're saying that what happened could be linked with Moselli's death,

-like with Muzo's wife? -I don't know.

But as soon as they find out he's still alive,

they'll try to kill him again.

We won't let them know then.

Thank you, doctor.

Talk to you later, thanks.

Nusco's surgery went well.

-Finally, some good news. -Yeah.

You could have slept a little longer. You came back late last night.

I can't. I have too many things on my mind.

They wake me up.

You're too tired. I'd like to take you somewhere, but I don't dare to ask you.

Where would you take me?

I don't know... Paris, or wherever you want.

We can't use the old tickets anyway.

Do you think you can?

I'm going to try. I promise you I'm going to try.

That's Muzo. I need to go.

Bye.

Have a nice day.

You, too.

-Have you been waiting long? -I've just arrived.

Nusco's apartment and garage are clean.

No fingerprints nor asbestos fibers.

Did you talk with the forensic scientists? I was with them until dawn.

Once we left the hospital, Marta and I went to Nusco's place.

Neither of us felt like sleeping.

The thing is, if there aren't asbestos fibers,

maybe Nusco's attack has nothing to do with Olga and Paolo.

Or maybe the killer has changed shoes and doesn't leave prints anymore.

Actually, the apartment was OK, but there was something odd.

The drawers were half empty, gaps between the books on the shelf.

And some clothes were missing, the hangers were empty.

Maybe he's just come out of a relationship.

She's left and has taken her things away.

And no one knew?

Sounds weird.

How come Marta came with me last night? I thought she'd wait for you.

It was me who decided this.

Better if I stay away from her.

Cristina's also asked me to go on a vacation. It could be the right time.

Yes, Cantabella?

Monaschi is here. He's waiting for you.

We'll be right there. Yes.

-We'd better hurry, Monaschi's waiting. -Alright.

By the way, if things between you and Marta are like this,

you should ask yourself why.

It's the answer I'm afraid of, Mario.

Coffee?

No.

What's going on? Why aren't you talking to me?

What's the point? Every time I talk to you, we fight.

We fight because you're talking nonsense!

Look, Marco, if Matteo wants to carry on with Emma's recognition,

he won't stop even if you keep punching him.

So he's right.

-Probably not. -"Probably."

We don't have to go to war with him, or our daughter's going to pay for this.

When you say "our" you mean yours and his or am I also included?

You're pissing me off. Go get your coffee.

-OK, I'll go. -Good.

Everyone's here, in your office. Malik, too.

Did you have another fight?

-No... -It's inevitable, he can't think straight!

-Of course, you don't make sense! -Stop it!

This is a police station, not a place for couples to let off steam.

I told you, if this starts affecting your job, the man's going to leave.

Think about it!

Seriously, guys...

-Are we a couple in crisis? -I think so.

-Hi, Monaschi. -Hey, Guerrieri.

-How are you? -Good.

-Professor Fontana is replacing Nusco. -Nice to meet you.

-Superintendent Muzo. -Dario Fontana.

Any news?

I wanted to see you. I'm aware you asked Nusco to check on two phones.

-Yeah, but I doubt you had time. -He did, actually.

Together with an officer. Moselli's phone and her son's were hacked.

Why didn't you tell me right away?

We'll ask Nusco as soon as he's awake.

All we know for now is that he sent the officer home

and kept these phones with himself.

Which are basically useless, since they were reset.

There's nothing inside, like a blank page.

Do you think Nusco did it?

Well, since he wanted to keep them with himself.

You're pretty good at randomly blaming people, uh?

Mario.

Why would he want to reset our phones? It's crazy.

It could be, but Nusco had 3,000 euro when he got stabbed,

as well as a brand new phone,

and he made sure he wouldn't get tracked down.

I don't need to be a refined investigator like yourselves

to see that something's not right.

Why the fuck should Nusco have known something about Paolo's and Olga's deaths

and keep it for himself?

Let's find out what he did yesterday and why he had all that money, first.

Maybe he wanted to run away or was being blackmailed.

No, I know him well. He was Olga's boss.

Start checking the records of Nusco's phones. Ask Repola to help you.

I'll ask for a warrant for an asset investigation.

OK.

-Hello? -Hi, do you remember me?

Of course I do. What's up?

There's a dead girl here, help me.

Send me the address, don't touch anything.

-They've found a body. -Fine, let me know.

Did you know her?

Her name is Giuditta Valori.

She was an architecture student, I think.

Tell me how it went.

I left my house at half past seven.

I took Alex to school,

I drove around,

and when I got back, I found her.

-What time? -Around eleven, I think.

You called me at 11:23. What did you do in those 20 minutes?

Well, maybe it wasn't eleven sharp.

But anyway, as soon as I understood that she was dead,

I felt unwell.

I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything.

Was the door open or shut?

It was shut, but not locked.

Did she have a boyfriend?

I don't know. I don't think so. She was always studying.

Sometimes, she had a few friends over.

-Boys and girls. -Can you name any of them?

You two weren't close.

No. I needed a place where I could stay and I found her ad in a cafe.

Alex and I moved in a month ago.

We rented her mezzanine floor.

She lived her life and we lived ours.

Where will I go now?

-Where are we going to sleep tonight? -Don't worry, I can help you with that.

I was lucky to meet you.

What is your security system, besides the police officers outside?

You can only enter with a key card.

Otherwise, the door opens automatically only in case of emergency.

Great. And who has these key cards?

Besides me, only the five people treating your colleague.

All qualified and discreet people.

-Will he survive? -We're doing our best.

Let's hope so.

Sahar!

I found some antibiotics. Do you know anything about them?

They're Giuditta's. She was ill.

Malik?

-I have an update on the witnesses. -OK.

On this floor lives a nurse who went to work at 6:00 a.m. today.

Also three students that I had to throw out of bed, they haven't heard anything.

-Big game, uh? -Yeah.

But a woman from the opposite building says she saw a suspicious man

leaving this building at 9:30 a.m.

Why suspicious?

Because he left wearing a hood and started walking fast.

My height, dark jeans and green sweatshirt.

How can she be sure it was 9:30 a.m.?

Because she had to wake up her son at that time.

That's all.

-Can we bother you? -Sure.

She probably died between 9:00 and 11:00 a.m.,

because rigor mortis had just begun when we arrived.

Any signs of violence?

Yes--

Bruises on her right wrist and a scratch on the left hand.

We can't tell you whether she was pushed or not,

but she died because she fell down the stairs.

Did she die on impact?

If her cervical vertebrae broke like I suspect, yes.

A damage to the spinal nerves can stop the heart and the lungs immediately.

Stop! Stop!

Don't! Stop!

-Let me go! -Alex, get out of here!

Wasn't he at school?

But he doesn't like it, his classmates call him "monkey".

-That's not true. -Yes, it is.

Sometimes he gets into fights, some other times he just comes back home.

I understand you, but you can't stay here.

Let's go.

PARIS

-Hey. -How's Nusco?

He's stable.

The security system at the hospital seems good.

But we should avoid going there,

we may be monitored or someone may be following us.

Look, we went through his phone records.

The first one, the number we all have, there's nothing.

-The other one? -That was turned on in Via Nespolo.

I checked, there's a phone shop there.

You're saying that he bought a new phone in Via Nespolo,

then turned off his old one?

Precisely. Then he went home and stayed there until 6:23 p.m.

He left to go to Via Superga, he stayed there 30 minutes then went back home.

What's in Via Superga? Why did he go there?

There's a lot of stuff there.

Estates, shops, and a mall, too.

Any CCTV cameras?

All private ones. Repola is taking a look now.

How about this,

check if among Nusco's contacts, saved in his old phone,

there's someone who works or lives there.

Alright.

What did you decide? Are you going?

-Your expression... -Remember when I told you I lost my mind?

I got it back.

But it's changed.

Our sector is the only one not in crisis because we don't lack raw materials.

You see?

This morning I was in a better mood, because Nusco wasn't lying on that gurney.

-Me too. -Yeah!

-But I'm proud of you, did I say that? -No, but it doesn't matter.

Of course it does! You should brag about it!

If I were you, my business card would already say "Expert in resurrecting".

I'm going to go now.

Again?

If you don't want to do this job anymore, why don't you leave?

When... you realized Nusco had survived...

what did you feel?

Well...

Shock, I felt like I had a spike of adrenaline.

Yeah...

That's what troubles me, you know?

That by the time we come in, everything is over.

But you told exactly the opposite to us students.

That they need us.

That they rely on us to find the truth.

What did you expect me to say

to motivate 150 students all crammed in a room?

Right. So you've been lying your whole life. To us, to yourself...

I've given you too much confidence.

We need to figure out if that poor woman was pushed down the stairs

-or if she fell by herself. -That's almost impossible.

Yeah, it's quite a challenge.

Are you coming then?

A charming scene. He's really cut out to be a dad.

You should marry him.

He's already married.

That's too bad, I know.

-Morning, I'm not sure if you remember me. -Yes.

-You're Monica Porta, the psychologist. -Yes. Inspector Soprani called me.

I'm supposed to take on two people, an adult and a child.

Can I come with you?

-Can I? -I'm here.

-Here he comes. -Here I come.

-Thank you for coming. -Of course.

Actually, it was nice to hear from you.

Same here.

-Is he the kid? -Yes.

How old is he?

He's ten.

That's his mother.

Sahar! Alex! Come.

See you.

-Did you have fun? -Yes.

-Hi! -Hi.

Nice to meet you.

This is Monica.

You'll be staying in a residence managed by her charity.

Is it a foster home?

Yes, but it's very, very special.

-I'm not coming then. -Why not?

Alex, don't worry. It's not like last time.

I had an issue.

She was arrested, but she was innocent.

Since then, he worries that we get separated.

-It won't happen. -I don't believe you.

Hey... Did you notice the color of my skin?

We're the same.

Do you think I'd tell you a lie?

Her name was Giuditta Valori, 21, a first-year architecture student.

She was from Puglia, but she moved to Rome about six months ago.

Her parents are coming to identify the body.

She was pretty. Did she have a boyfriend? Any friends?

No boyfriend, according to Sahar, and she doesn't know her friends.

Let's see what we can find out from her phone and laptop.

Anything stolen?

The house was a mess, but nothing was stolen.

The forensic scientists found 200 euro in a drawer,

and a few rings and a necklace in a box.

-Any fingerprints? -Yeah. Loads. It's going to take a while.

She probably knew the killer.

They didn't have to break into the house and she wore home clothes.

Hello?

We're on our way.

-Morning, Guerrieri. -What did you find, Fontana?

I feel much safer with this. Do you know what it is?

It's a signal jammer.

Fuck!

Nusco's old phone was hacked and reset, just like the other phones.

-Did Nusco know? -I'd assume so.

Shortly after he sent the officer home,

he connected his old phone to the software to check.

-And then he reset it. -A reset was done.

But I'm no longer so sure it was Nusco who did it.

-To his and the other phones. -Who did it, then?

The hacker.

When they realized what Nusco did, they reset them so they couldn't be tracked.

I suspect they're good at what they do. They sneak in, like rats.

Let's talk time frames, Fontana.

I assume the first ones to be hacked were Marta's and her son's phones.

Actually, no.

The hacking started five months ago. On all phones at the same time.

If it's true, you've just blown up all our hypothesis.

You should really start checking other devices as well.

The station will stay closed until tomorrow.

Due to pest control.

Only the switchboard will stay open for emergencies,

and the superintendent who manages patrol shifts.

Do we need to worry?

I don't know, Lisi. I hope not.

Two of us died, and one is at the hospital, dying.

We aren't hiding anything from you.

Now, your colleagues from the Fraud Squad

are going to check all your phones and your computers, too.

In the event of danger, we'll take all necessary measures.

Are we policemen or not?

Well, then. Cheer up! Come on.

-Your phones are clean. -Thank you.

Monaschi?

You're good. Guerrieri? Soprani?

These two are hacked.

Who are they going to kick out first? Me or you?

I hope it's you.

You're saying Olga's death and Nusco's stabbing

don't relate to Paolo's death?

No. The killer hacked you five months ago, all three of you at the same time.

What about Malik and you? Have you been hacked for the last five months?

We're still checking the timings, we don't know yet. Fontana is on it.

Now I'm scared for you.

If they've decided to kill all the owners of the hacked phones,

we should also be afraid for you, Muzo and Malik.

Yeah, but I think they only used me to learn Paolo's routine.

And probably the same goes for Muzo and Olga.

The thing is, I'm struggling to understand their mindset.

How they work, if there's logic behind it.

If maybe Paolo only died first by chance.

Nusco needs to leave that hospital.

Whoever tried to kill him, knows that he survived and where he is.

Monaschi will do everything possible. He doubled the surveillance.

I'm going to go now.

Last night...

when you decided Muzo was going to take me home,

I almost felt like someone you need protection from.

Well, it's kind of true.

But I'm here now, without a bodyguard.

But you're still leaving.

-Bye. -Bye.

Even though I despise you, I swear I come in peace.

You need to explain to me why you want to recognize Emma so much.

Because I've changed, Cinza.

-Seeing her threw me off balance. -No, you threw us off balance,

to say the least.

It makes me wonder... You're making such a mess.

-But what are you going to tell your wife? -My wife knows already.

She was angry at first.

Then she understood.

Look, before you...

Before you bring this to the family court and all that, can you give me some time?

-Can I think about it? -OK.

Will you let me talk?

Muzo went home.

Tomorrow morning he's going to Via Superga to see why Nusco went there,

since the cross check was a dead end.

Fine. Now can we call your mother and ask her to babysit Emma tonight,

-so we can be alone? -And do what?

Think about what's best for our daughter, OK?

Yours and mine. Not what's best for us.

Look, right now I need to think about the death of this girl.

The forensic scientists' report is 50 pages long.

Pass the ball!

What are you doing?

Come, you'll see. Sit down.

Look at him. Run!

Come on, last lap!

He wants to beat his record.

-Sahar? -She's inside.

-Go ahead, if you want. -No, I'd rather stay here.

I like watching people run.

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Well done, you did it!

-Fifteen seconds. -Good job!

-You're great. -I know.

-It's the shoes that suck. -Ah, we can fix that.

Come, I'll show you something.

Move your chest forward, but don't fold your pelvis.

You need to balance forward and let yourself go.

Balance is the real challenge, every step avoids falling.

OK, check the time. I'll try again.

Ready, go!

Are you going to train him the whole evening?

Or can we both go somewhere after the next record?

I think we could go somewhere.

Why not?

-Hey. -Hi, Cri.

-You're home early. -Yeah.

Want to go out for dinner?

No.

-I need to talk to you, Cri. -If it's about the trip, don't worry.

-We'll go another time. -It's not. I need to talk about us.

I don't want to know anything.

You've got to.

Carlo, I figured it out.

But whatever happened, it's gone now. It doesn't matter anymore, it's fine.

No, it's not fine, at all.

I tried, Cri. I tried with all my strength, in any possible way.

But I can't keep lying to you and to myself.

I'm in love with Marta.

-I know you hate me now. -Screw you, Carlo!

You're an asshole, you brought me here. It was you who asked me to get married!

Come here.

-Where are you going? -I'm leaving. I'm getting my stuff.

No.

I'm going to go.

Marco.

Why are you here? It's midnight.

I'm catching up on some work.

Why aren't you home, Chief?

Let's say I also want to catch up on some work and you pretend you believe me.

Did you fight with Cristina?

Didn't I just ask you to pretend you believe me?

Fine. In that case...

Check this out.

-Is he involved with the dead girl? -I don't know yet.

They've found his fingerprints in the house.

-It's worth checking. -Let's check together, then.

-Coffee? -Yeah.

I'll go. You stay here, chief.

Marco?

You can cut the "chief".

Thank you.

-About time. -I heard you.

Thank you.

Hey.

-Hi. -Hi.

Hi, Alex!

-Hi! -Sahar?

Ready?

What does he want from me?

Information on Giuditta, I guess.

Wait, I'm coming with you.

No, honey, you can't. Sit down.

Tell her not to be a pain, I want to stay with my mum.

-You said you wouldn't split us up. -I'm not.

I'll bring her back soon.

Is that true?

Of course.

How about this,

you go finish your milk, then you go to school,

and by the time you're back, she'll be here.

-No chance I'm going to school. -Alex.

When are you taking her back?

Two, three hours tops. And if we're late, I'll let you know.

Fine, I'm going to finish my milk, but I need a watch.

I'll find you one.

We already know you broke up a month ago,

now tell us what he was looking for in your house.

I don't know what you mean.

His fingerprints were everywhere, especially on the mezzanine floor,

where you and Alex lived.

Why didn't you tell me anything?

I was scared you might think I had something to do with her death.

-And what should I think now? -Please, I'm so sorry.

Enough with the romance, now.

What was he looking for?

Two days ago I went to the house where we lived together,

-and I took something from him. -What?

-If I tell you, will you arrest me? -Start by talking.

Thirty grams of Fentanyl.

It's not what you think, I hate dealing drugs.

It's just that I can't find a job, and...

Before I met him, no one had ever helped me.

-You're really repaying him for his trust. -Where is it now?

Do you have it? Or him?

Don't tell me that you didn't check before calling me.

I checked. I couldn�t find it.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry. I was scared you'd take Alex away from me

or that Rezzi would make me pay for talking.

Tell me, how did he get in, if you weren't home?

-Did Giuditta know him? -There was no need.

Rezzi can pick any lock.

She probably bumped into him after waking up.

Bring her back to the foster home, but this isn't over.

We may need you again. The prosecutor will do the rest.

I didn't want to lie to you.

I'm still here only for Alex's sake. Let's go.

Can we stop by my house? We need some clothes.

Fine, but I'll go. You'll wait in the car.

She was still alive when I left. I haven't touched her.

-How did you get in? -I have my ways.

It was an easy lock, it didn't take much.

You know, I don't like your tone. Chill out.

Look, Sahar had left. How could I know she was in bed with the flu?

So you went in, you didn't expect to see her and she got scared?

Yeah, but I told her to take it easy, because I wasn't after her.

-Who were you after? -Sahar.

She stole something from me and I wanted it back.

I'm a dealer, but I'm not a killer.

Yeah, right. Because overdose deaths are just urban legends.

Look, it's her you should go after, not me.

She stole my gun.

Never mind Sahar, this is about you.

Look, I've told you, she was alive when I left.

You know, I've been a policeman for 30 years.

Want to know what everyone says? "I'm innocent", "it wasn't me",

"I'm not a killer". The more you say it, the less I believe you.

Malik, I was just going to call you.

The test results came in.

Did you find traces of antibiotics in the girl's body?

Yes, an undigested pill.

So she took it just before dying?

Ten, fifteen minutes before dying, yes.

Did she die around ten, half past ten?

Yeah, I told you. When we arrived, rigor mortis had just begun.

Thanks.

Is everything OK? You sound weird.

No, nothing is OK.

OK, Fontana. Thanks. Let me know if you have any updates. Bye.

Hi, you've reached Cristina. Leave me a message.

HOW ARE YOU?

-Hey. -Hi.

I've just spoken to Fontana.

He says my phone and Malik's were hacked after Paolo's death,

this means they just used us to learn about the investigations.

Instead, Nusco was running away. To think that I even defended him.

To Belmopan, in Belize.

In Via Superga there's a shipping company.

Before he got stabbed, he went there to ship five boxes.

Did you get them back?

The plane had already taken off, but it stopped in Milan. They're on their way.

Fine. I'll let Monaschi know. And Marta too.

Why did we come back here?

I forgot to do something. Come with me.

It's almost eleven. You don't know Alex.

-If you promise him something... -You need to come with me.

If you're busy, I can take a bus back to the foster home.

I'm not running away. Where am I going to find another one like you?

I said you need to come with me.

Get off the car, Sahar.

Come on, let's go.

What's going on?

I was hoping she would tell me, but nothing.

It was her who killed Giuditta.

Rezzi left at half past nine, the girl died after ten.

I'm leaving her to you. We have proof, even if she doesn't confess.

Wait!

It was just an accident, I swear.

When I got back, Giuditta was freaking out. Rezzi had scared her.

She followed me to the mezzanine, shouting.

She said she was going to kick me out, and I...

I wasn't listening to her, so she grabbed my sleeve.

We fought for a while, then...

she fell.

Then you called me and played me.

I did it for Alex.

Maybe I don�t deserve it, but he loves me and wants to stay with me.

Rezzi says you also stole a gun from him. Where is it?

Rezzi is a bastard, it isn't true. Why would I need a gun?

You tell us... you're so sly you could have done anything with it.

I'm just unlucky.

That's enough. Do you have a lawyer? Find her a public one.

Pass the ball!

-Where is he? -Inside.

He kept asking me why you weren't back.

Such a bad story. I'm so sorry.

-Can you call him, please? -Sure.

Alex?

Come.

I'll leave you alone.

Where's my mum?

First, tell me if you like them.

-She sent them. -You said you'd come back together.

-Yes, but in the end we couldn't. -Why?

Because sometimes grown-ups make mistakes.

And then they tell lies.

I know that my mum tells lies, but she doesn't do it on purpose.

Yeah, but this time it was a big mistake.

And she'll have to stay away for a while.

You said you wouldn't split us up!

-You're a liar! You're false and a liar! -Alex.

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

This is crazy.

I can't believe it.

Let me know if you hear anything.

Yes.

You've told me already, but he's a minor. Yes.

Alright.

Make sure all pictures go...

-Hey. -Ottavia, it's me.

Tell me.

I've sent you the picture of a kid, we arrested his mother.

You've arrested his mother?

You guys are real bastards.

Look, she killed a woman. Should we give her a Nobel Peace Prize?

-Hurry up, it's urgent. -Fine. Bye.

Bye.

Don't worry, we'll find him.

They're bringing Nusco's stuff in.

Apart from the proof that he was leaving,

there doesn't seem to be anything interesting here.

Wait, look.

That's a copy. I have the original one.

I gave a copy each to him and Marta, for old times' sake.

You were quite handsome. Isn't he?

With that mustache? I doubt it.

-I'm going to go look for Alex. -Where?

There's no point wandering around.

Informants are looking for him, we've shared his picture.

I'm going anyway.

I was thinking of growing a mustache again.

-You were super ugly. -Really?

My God...

Alex!

I'm a such a moron.

Check the patrols' shifts, something doesn't add up.

Mario.

It's the three of you.

The vendetta is against you, Marta and Nusco.

That's right.

I've realized by looking at this picture.

Paolo and Olga were used to get back at you.

They took the people we loved the most from us, but Nusco was alone.

He was running away because he had figured it out.

Maybe he also knows who hates us so much.

So it's my fault if Olga died?

Is that what you're telling me?

Alex.

Gosh, you ran fast.

Come on.

I'll take you to--

Alex.

Don't do anything foolish. Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Alex.

It's dangerous.

Alex, it's dangerous.