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♪ ♪

Seriously?

Today is not
my real birthday.

It was just a date
that you and Mom

picked for my fake
birth certificate.

And Nancy Drew is
really not

living up
to her name these days.

So it just feels wrong
to celebrate me.

If you...

I swear I didn't
invite anyone.

I did not.

♪ Knows you wait on... ♪

Detective?

Nancy Drew.

You're under arrest
for contempt of court.

You got to be
kidding me.

What?

It's 7:00
at night!

You're cuffing her?

she provided false information
about the Bonny Scot.

She lied to law enforcement.
That's a misdemeanor.

I'm calling Judge Edelstein
right now.

In the meantime,

you have the right
to remain silent.

Use that right, Nancy.

Happy birthday to me.

♪ ♪

It's one night in lockup.

And weeknights here are
ghost towns anyway, so...

I'm telling you
my office got a call

about a town emergency.

Councilman Fraser,
we did not place that call!

There is no emergency.

Because I just got a text
that I need to report here

for a follow-up
for a property dispute.

I'll come back tomorrow.

Ghost town, huh?

how does it feel to be held
accountable for your actions?

Brandon Schmidt,
Horseshoe Bay Ledger.

Got an anonymous tip

the "Liar of Horseshoe Bay" was
being brought in tonight.

Did you, now?

It wasn't me.
Stay put.

Credentials and I.D.?

Nancy?
Oh, hey.

Wait, why are you
in cuffs?

Mm. Contempt of court.
What are you guys doing here?

Oh, uh, Ryan and I
have been trying

to set a meeting for my
youth center, and, uh, figured

I'd get the Hudson Outreach
Fund involved, and...

And out of the blue,

you got a phone call saying
it was set for tonight?

An email, yeah.

So everybody here was just
invited mysteriously.

There are no mysteries
here tonight, just jail.

Oh, right.

Come on, Drew.

Odette's Englishwoman lover,

Mary Clarke,
never set foot in Horseshoe Bay,

so our only hope in finding
her soul among the billions

of others
in the spirit world is

to summon one
of our ancestors to navigate.

Why is it taking so long?

I'm looking for a totem to use
as bait for the ancestor.

Hey, is that Odette?

Hi. Please, can you just
give us a couple more hours,

and I promise
I will call for you

as soon
as we have news on Mary?

Her... I trust.

Do you?

Every Fan has lost
at least one paycheck

to another Fan
on this mah-jongg set.

We'll use it as our totem.

"Ancestor, speak
to me here and now.

I call on you, the one whose
blood runs through my veins..."

Ace! Are you okay?

Xiao Lan,

who told you
to wear your hair like this?

Don't you know it makes
your face look too round?

Okay, so the ritual
worked. Ace is...?

My Great Aunt Mei.

Of course it had
to be Great Aunt Mei. Yay.

It's round like a mooncake.

Why is that camera different
than the others?

Oh. That's new.

Is no one
gonna get that?

You're killing me, Hampton.

Hello?

This precinct is on lockdown.

Nobody enters.

Nobody leaves.

I want to speak to Nancy Drew.

Everything's frozen.

You're gonna want
to rethink this prank.

You're approaching
felony territory.

Anyone tries to escape,

they'll feel the consequence.

What are you doing?

Starting to understand
why I hate small towns.

Oh, my God.

Hey, stay away from
the doors, okay?

Is he dead?

He's still breathing.

I'm Nancy Drew. Who are you?

What do you want?

Tonight, I am the Arbiter.

Someone here knows what
happened to Dolores Barrett.

Get them to confess the truth.

The longer it takes,
the worse things will get.

We need to get you
to a hospital.

Thanks. I'm fine.

How did you get
your cuffs off?

I can put them back on if it
makes you feel more comfortable.

Why aren't our
cell phones working?

This Arbiter must have planted
a signal jammer nearby.

Landlines are down, too.

The back exit's
electrified, as well.

You can hear the power hum

if you too get close,
and the radios

are all sabotaged.

All the windows are blacked out

so we can't even signal
for help.

Okay, you know what?
I don't deserve this, okay,

because I am
a good person.

And I'm a mom.

get you some water?

Whoever that Arbiter is,
he's clearly watching us.

So next time he calls,
we start negotiating.

Yeah. And we get
an ambulance for Tamura.

His head could be worse
than it looks.

Yeah. Can you
keep an eye on him?

So who's Dolores Barrett?

She's a missing persons case
Hampton and I worked back

in 2013.

This is the case that
made me leave the force,

- run for town council.
- Hampton,

pull the file.

We should have
the hard copy somewhere.

Dolores was from...
from Portland.

Last seen here
in Horseshoe Bay.

She, uh, had dinner at
the Blue Iris Bar & Grill,

and then she vanished.

Her mother reported her missing.

Four months later, Dolores's
empty car was found,

smashed at the
bottom of a ravine.

No body?

No signs of foul play?

Wild animals likely
made off with her remains.

The coroner ruled
an accidental death.

Why isn't this ringing
any bells for me?

A missing woman
in Horseshoe Bay--

that's front-page news.

Rose Turnbull went missing
the exact same week.

Rose?!

The girl you found

behind a hidden staircase
in that warehouse?

You were in the newspaper
for that.

So Rose got all the attention,

and Dolores fell by the wayside?

Our resources were
stretched too thin

for both searches.

I hated that, so
I went into policy.

Huh. No wonder
she wasn't found.

Rose goes missing;

Dolores never stood a chance.

Okay, Aunt Mei,

why are you communicating
through Ace?

Because I wanted to know

what it's like
to be a tall white man,

so when you called on me,
I thought, here's my chance.

Now what do you
need from Aunt Mei?

Okay, good. Okay.

We need your help finding
a woman named "Mary Clarke"

from the spirit world.

Uh, she's from England,
dead for 200 years.

All we have is
a letter from her.

We were hoping that you
could, uh, track her scent,

you know, like
a bloodhound.

Like a dog?

Do you think
that's how we work?

Yeah.

What do you want
with Mary Clarke?

I have a very

pushy ghost trapped inside
my body named Odette Lamar,

and I agreed to
help her find Mary.

See, Xiao Lan?
This is what happens

when you don't go to college.

I'm gone three years,

and nothing's changed.

And now you're housing a ghost.

How did I fail you so badly?

I have my own path.

It's not a path
if it doesn't go anywhere.

That's a hole in the ground.

Okay, Aunt Mei...
Let's take a breather.

You're our only hope right now,
so please.

Fine. But on one condition.

Xiao Lan, you need
to bring me my reading glasses.

Find my glasses,
I'll find Mary Clarke.

See, I told you
she'd want something.

I'll go check
lost and found.

I'm a person of interest?

According
to the file,

you were the last person
to see Dolores alive.

You want to get out of
here, you start talking.

All right, okay,
yeah, I had dinner

at the Blue Iris that night,

and I'll tell you
what I told the cops then.

I noticed Dolores because
she'd had quite a few drinks.

She looked wasted.

And so, later, when I heard

she'd driven off a ravine,
I mean,

it kind of tracked.

That's pretty cold.

It is what it is.

Voice on the speaker seems to
think there's more to the story.

Yeah. He seems to think someone
here knows what happened to her.

Yeah, because he's crazy.

All right,
let's just wait him out.

My wife knows where I am.
She's gonna notice

when I don't come home.

Uh, hey, guys, I think
we've got a leak here.

Seems you need more motivation.

If you don't figure out
what happened to Dolores

in one hour, I send
the next electrical charge

through the floor.
The clock starts now.

Boss.

You made your point!

Turn off the water,
so we can work!
Please!

Can you get him
to open the door?

One step at a... time.

Hey, hey, we need to
get you some help.

is a working theory
for when he calls back.

Hampton, Fraser,
go over every step of this case,

find out what you missed.

Sure thing.

Let's go see if there's
anything in Evidence.

Found 'em, Aunt Mei.

They were in
lost and found.

Your ambition?

A husband? A future?

Walked right
into that one.

I always hoped
you would get out of this place,

not end up
like your mother.

Put them on me,

like you used to.

♪ ♪

So...

that's what you look like.

Every time.

Aw. Better?

Good. Great. Nice.

Um, so now that you can see,
you can look for Mary Clarke.

Ghosts don't need glasses.
I just didn't feel like myself

without them.

Give me this letter.

Save those.

Items from her car
and her glove compartment.

Photos of
the wreckage.

What's that right there?
On her back fender.

Nick's a car guy.

I'm just
an actual detective.

a transfer of red paint
from another vehicle.

- Maybe it was a hit-and-run.
- If Nancy's right

and we're all here for a reason,

well, I started running
cross-checks on everyone.

The night Dolores went missing,

Ryan Hudson was arrested
for a DUI.

What was he driving?

Porsche.

A red one.

I don't, I don't think
I hit her.

You don't think
you hit her?

No, I...

In 2013, I was...
I was drinking to...

blackout levels,
and on occasion,

I was dumb enough
to drive, so...

Ryan, you were arrested
on Monday, March 11,

at 6:15 p.m.
near Mill Road and Delowe.

Do you remember
where you were coming from?

Uh, if... well,
if it was a-a Monday,

um, I had therapy
at 4:00, so...

Hey, what about
if you skipped it that day?

Couldn't have skipped it.

It was mandatory.

My father's brother Josiah
died of alcoholism,

so he had a zero tolerance
for... for that,

and... back then
I was way above zero.

Look... to be honest,

I don't, I don't even remember
getting pulled over.

Okay? I...

I remember I went to therapy,
and then after that,

I went to happy hour
at the yacht club, and...

next thing you know, I'm here,
I'm getting processed,

and then it's fuzzy
from that point on.

I remember they put me
in a freezing cell.

The pipes were moaning,
and the toilets didn't work.

When was Dolores
at the restaurant?

Her credit card
was run at 6:08 p.m.

Then Ryan couldn't
have killed her.

- You sure about that?
- Mm-hmm.

Or is this like the time
you said Everett Hudson

put a bomb
on a cargo ship,

and then you recanted
your testimony?

Ryan was coming
from therapy and a happy hour

near the yacht club.

Dolores, at 6:08 p.m.,
was at the Blue Iris.

There is no way that Ryan
could have crossed paths

with Dolores before
he got pulled over.

She's right.

That is a relief.

For him, maybe.
But Rich and Drunk over here

was our only lead, so now
how do we get out of here?

You know, I'm-I'm not the guy
that I was back then.

I know.

What's their deal?

Hudson and Drew.

You think he's the reason
why she recanted her testimony

and let Everett Hudson walk free
from 12 murder charges?

Maybe get back to wondering
about the missing Black woman

who's been ignored
for the last six years.

You suggesting
I'm not?

I'm suggesting that...

crimes against Black women
are underreported...

under-investigated
and under-solved.

So maybe...

if Dolores had been white,

more people would have been...

asking about her.

Maybe...

they could have found her.

Maybe even
saved her.

I wasn't here then.

You're here now.

You're on a mission.

Yeah, well...

It's because of me that
Bashiir and 12 other men

on the Bonny Scot are
being denied justice.

So the least I can do
is get it for Dolores.

Didn't Brandon say
that Dolores looked drunk?

Yeah. Why?

Hey. Buried
at the bottom of the pile.

This business card was
on the floor of Dolores's car.

"Mitzi Channing
Realty"?

Yeah. There's insurance info
on the back.

Kind of stuff you write down
after an accident.

And isn't that Mitzi
leaning up against a red car?

I didn't kill Dolores Barrett.

We all know that
there was an accident.

So did you hit her
with your car?

No!

Then why'd she have
your card?

I-I, um...

Okay, look,

look, she-she hit me.

Okay? Okay. We were--
I mean, we were--

we were coming out
of the restaurant

at the same time, and then sh...

she just backed her car
into mine.

And then sh-she tried
to give me cash,

and I said that I wanted
to do it the right way.

And then she just got
really aggressive

and she drove off.

So you were the last one
to see Dolores alive.

You didn't want to
mention that before?

You have a problem.

Carson Drew is outside.

If he makes it to the door,

he'll die first.

But he won't be the last.

Make a call.

Carson Drew.

Dad, it's me. Tamura says
you're in the parking lot.

Yeah. I haven't heard back
from the judge yet.

I'm so sorry. But I brought you
something to eat.

I don't need you to white-knight
your way in here.

I am not a child.

I don't want a-a "Goldilocks and
the Three Bears" bedtime story.

So take your misplaced concern

and your birthday pie
and your twisted candles

and go home!

Mm.

Yeah, she's gone.

So why does
she call you Xiao Lan?

Is that your
Chinese name?

No.

It's her weird nickname for me.

It means "Little Lazy."

Anytime I did something slowly
or wrong,

she thought
that would motivate me.

That's not a very
motivational name.

I mean, like, "Unyielding
Lioness" or "Spine of Steel,"

that's motivational...

I would underachieve.

She wanted me to succeed
and be reliable.

Well, you are
massively reliable.

I wasn't.

Not when it counted.

Whoa.

Nancy's being held hostage
at the police station,

and we have to save her
without tipping anyone off.

Can you help?

That sounded like a question,

but it was really a statement.

Okay,

so, Mr. Drew,
you're absolutely 100% positive

this is a hostage thing?

that Nancy and I used to
play when she was a kid.

It means, "Pay attention to the
third thing I'm about to say."

The three bears. The third
thing was always "just right."

Nice game. And "twisted candle"
is... an old case of hers?

Robbery at a
department store.

Mm.

took hostages in
the home goods section

and Nancy led the cops
through a secret basement,

saved everyone.

Okay, so the-the police station
exits are...

Most likely electrified.

Which is why I was hoping
Ace might be able to help me

with the power grid and
maybe the security cameras.

But you say
Ace is...

Uh, he's soul-searching.
Jesse's with him.

I was actually thinking we
could use the rubber floor mats

in the car to insulate us
from the electric charge.

That's a great idea.

Great.

Okay. And if
these don't work,

maybe we can scale
the side of the building,

hope to find a
trapdoor on the roof.

Look at us. Who needs Ace?

Scale the building?

He's in pretty rough shape
and getting worse.

He needs a doctor.

Tell them
what you just told me.

I, um...

I saw them fighting

outside the restaurant
that night.

D-Dolores.

And Brandon.

And I didn't tell you
earlier because I'm...

I'm afraid of him.

What?

I mean, Dolores,

she was furious.
And it was like they were--

they were having, like,
a lovers' quarrel.

I mean, you grabbed her arm,

and she pulled away.

She was drunk.
I just-- I tried helping her.

She freaked.
Okay, I found
this earlier.

This is a statement to the cops
from Dolores's mom, Linda.

"My Dolores is a sweet
girl who loves flowers.

She's never even
smoked or drank."

Okay.

Guys, come on. Of course
her mother's gonna say that.

Right? I mean...

Do you believe Brandon?

No.

Why-why would
you tell him that?

I'm watching a pizza
get delivered

to 404 Guilford Lane.

Guilford Lane?

He's watching
Brandon's house?

That's not my house.

It's mine. My family.

He's threatening
my family

because you
keep lying!

Hey!

my family because
of your lies...

You were arguing with Dolores.

You grabbed her arm.

Because I didn't
want her to leave!

You knew her,
didn't you?

Didn't you?!

For a few months.

Were you married back then, too?

Is that why she came to town--
to break up with you?

She threatened
to tell my wife.

I just... I wanted her
to see my point of view.

I wanted her to hear me out.

And then she left,
so I went inside,

and I drank till last call.

And then my wife picked me up.

So I have an alibi.

Oh, my God.

His skin's cold.

Okay, he's got a pulse,
but just barely.

Okay, George, Bess, here we go.

Coming through.

All right, go, guys.

Wait, wait! Stop!

What?

No. What?

Detective Tamura needs a doctor.

Please! I will get justice
for Dolores.

I want to balance the scales,
but I can't do that

if another innocent person dies!

Are you all right?

we have to hurry. He could turn
the power back on any second.

Okay.

Bring Tamura! He goes
first. The door is open.

Grab Tamura!
Come on, let's go!

We're getting out
of here. Come on!

Come on!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Hurry up. Come on.

Nancy, wait. Wait.

There is a line.

a flower-shaped
topaz earring

was found here.
I've seen that earring before.

We both have. Remember?

Dolores was in this station
the night she went missing.

Hurry up! We got
to get out of here! Come on.

Wait your turn.

Dad, here's what I want
for my birthday.

Trust me one more time.

Rearm the doors!

What are you doing?!

Somebody here
is still lying.

Somebody knows
what happened to Dolores!

And nobody is leaving until
we find out how she died.

I'm the Arbiter now.

This makes you
an accomplice.

Arrest me.

An earring

identical to one
of Dolores Barrett's was found

in the precinct the morning
after she disappeared.

It was logged
as an unclaimed possession,

and then someone
tore the page out.

Why was she
in the precinct?

Ryan, you were there that night.

Do you remember
seeing her?

Nah, I was wasted.

I mean, I didn't sober up
until I walked home at midnight.

At midnight?

Yeah.

Because this says

that you were released
at 8:00 a.m. the next day.

Okay, well, that's
definitely not true,

because when I got out,
no buses were running,

and my car was in the
impound so I had to walk.

Plus, it was... it
was dark outside,

like-like
midnight dark.

Why would you
release him

ahead of schedule,
and then alter the records?

Maybe they didn't want him
to see what happened

after midnight.

Nancy, I just got Internet
back on my phone.

Dolores was pulled over
the night she disappeared.

I accessed the DMV database.
Her plates were run.

Who pulled her over?

It's not what you think.

You arrested
Dolores. Why?

Okay.

Dispatch got a
call from Mitzi

about a Black woman
driving erratically.

She said Dolores
had a ton of cash

and that she was
probably a drug dealer.

No, no, I didn't.
I didn't. I said...

I said possible drug dealer.

I mean, every-everyone is
a possible drug dealer, right?

So when I pulled
Dolores over,

and I saw that wasn't
the case, I let her go.

I didn't mention it
earlier because

I didn't want to out Mitzi
for... for obvious racism.

What?! I am...
I am not a racist!

Uh...

It's the police.

The police--
they did something to that girl.

'Cause why else
would Hampton

have threatened me
earlier tonight?

Yeah, she told me that if I said
I called the cops on Dolores,

that it would get out

that I weaponized the police
against a Black person.

And then, it would be all over
the Internet, and that people--

they would come after my
kids, and I'm so sorry,

but I'm a mom.

You must have misunderstood me.

Employee personnel
record for that night.

Officer Hampton
was on guard duty.

She would have been
guarding Dolores.

Ryan, you said something
earlier about pipes?

You sure what you were hearing
was moaning pipes?

I-I thought it was.

It was this high-pitched...

It sounded
like crying.

That's because
it was crying.

It was Dolores Barrett
crying, wasn't it?

What'd you do to her?

I didn't...

- I didn't...
- Please.

Hey.

Please, please,

just tell us the truth.

Fraser brought her in that way.

Not another
word, Hampton.

He said if I didn't
cover for him,

he'd make sure
I never got backup again.

She's lying.

Dolores came in
holding her head,

sobbing.

Please.

Please help me. Please.

I wanted to call the doctor,

but Fraser said,
"No. They all do that.

They all call
for their mothers."

Then Dolores
had a seizure!

She was bleeding
inside of her head.

She died in
front of us.

We panicked.

We threw her car
in the ravine and...

her body in
the ocean.

You're the cops.

You believe that

insane story, really?

I kept the dashcam footage
from that night.

Even though
you told me not to.

You hit her head against the car
right after you handcuffed her.

The video shows it all.

It was an accident!

She was resisting!

She pulled away.

Probably because
she was terrified.

Because we are
always terrified.

Brandon,
you harassed her.

Hey.

Mitzi, you humiliated her.

Are you listening to me?

you pulled her over
without probable cause,

and you terrified
and assaulted her.

Hampton, you left her to die

a slow and painful death alone

as she cried out for help
in a holding cell.

And then you covered up
her murder,

and you threw her body
in the ocean.

Did you get all of that?

♪ ♪

Are you okay?

No.

So who was he?

The Arbiter?

Haven't figured it out.

Got to be
from Horseshoe Bay, though,

'cause he recognized
Carson by sight.

Yeah.

They'll figure it out.

You got justice
for Dolores tonight.

I'm proud of you.

I guess that's one down,
and, uh, 12 to go.

♪ ♪

Do you have a
confession to make?

I was hoping
that you could say a prayer

for a woman
who was murdered.

Her name was
Dolores Barrett.

Her killers were
caught tonight,

but her family
won't get to see it.

According to the Internet, her
mother, Linda, died last week.

Linda never stopped trying

to find out
what happened to Dolores.

Ignored by the police, she found
someone to advocate for her.

Someone who found Dolores's
missing earring in 2013.

Someone who administered
chaplain services to the jail

and the police department
back then.

Someone who still does.

On the phone tonight, I heard
the faintest ringing sound.

Tonight, I am the Arbiter.

Someone here knows what happened

to Dolores Barrett.

Church bells.

Ringing on the hour.

So, the same question goes
for you, Reverend.

Do you have
a confession to make?

How long do I have
before the authorities arrive?

I didn't tell them about you.

In 2013,

after they published
Dolores's photo,

I realized
it was her earring I found

that morning
in the holding cell.

And when I asked them about it,

they insisted someone else
had claimed the earring.

But I knew in my heart
that wasn't true.

I could tell
they had done something to her.

For years, I prayed for justice.

And then Dolores's mother
died last week,

and I decided to make
that justice happen myself.

But I needed to make
sure they would confess.

And for that to happen,
I needed pressure.

When I heard Tamura and the D.A.
discussing your arrest warrant,

I finally had my chance.

I was a mechanical engineer
before I went to the seminary,

so rigging up the water
and electrical was simple.

Still...

I'm sorry Tamura's hurt.

Tamura's gonna be okay.

Good.

He's just about to head

into surgery soon.

I read you recanted
your testimony

against Everett Hudson.

Doesn't seem like you.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Matthew 7.

"Every good tree
bringeth forth good fruit,

but a corrupt tree
bringeth forth evil fruit."

One's choices tell the
world who they are.

What will yours
say about you?

Okay, what do you mean,

you can't find Mary Clarke?

Yeah, and why did you wait

until after you ate the dessert
to tell us?

Mary Clarke moved on.

The spirits who knew her
whispered her story to me.

After Odette died,

Mary grieved, healed,

but eventually found love again.

A great love.

She had a full life

and died in old age
surrounded by family.

Odette was only a very small
part of Mary's long story.

Menteuse!

She lies.

I died with Mary's name
in my heart.

She was waiting for me.

Waiting for me to return.

Oh, Odette.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Thank you

for trying, Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei...

I'm sorry that I didn't
come to visit you

when you needed
me the most.

I just... I didn't want
my last memory of you

to be sick
and hooked up to IV tubes.

It was... It was really selfish.

Xiao Lan.

Do you think
that's why I've come?

To scold you?

No, you do
plenty of that yourself.

For better or worse,
my voice is in your head.

Yeah. Sure is.

Then hear me tell you this.

Like Mary Clarke,

I, too, died surrounded
by family and love.

Your love.

It lives with me,
and it always will.

Give me your hand.

My palm hasn't changed.

But you have.

I read all the clippings
on the wall in here.

Co-owner of this restaurant.

And Ted is class president.

You have done a very good
job raising your sisters.

Really?

Just because I never told
you I was proud of you

doesn't mean I'm not.

But, Xiao Lan, I'm
scared for you.

You must find a way to untangle
Odette's soul from yours.

Look.

Your palm has changed.

Your life line is beginning
to merge with Odette's.

Your original line
had a rocky start

but ended up
happy and long.

Odette's life line

is violent and brief.

If you do not find a way
to sever your connection,

your life line will
be greatly shortened.

Reclaim your
destiny, George.

I do not want
to see you again

until you're an
old lady like me.

Don't take this
the wrong way, but you...

You don't have to keep
hugging me if you don't want to.

Oh.

Ooh.

Sorry. Uh...

Whoo.

Welcome back.

You okay?

Yeah.

But you're not.

I heard what
Aunt Mei said.

Just do me a favor?

Don't tell anyone.

I don't want to ruin
Nancy's party later, okay?

Just open the fridge
real quick. Awesome.

And now, live
from Palley General Hospital,

Detective Abe Tamura

with a comment on the murder
of Dolores Barrett.

Rest assured, the police
department is committed

to eradicating the racism
and gross abuses

that led to this tragedy.

We have a lot of work to do,

and that work begins today.

Thank you.

Hey.

♪ ♪

Hello.
Hey.

Hi. Thank you, thank you.

Ace.

- I know you said no party.
- It's okay.

Pie time?

Get in.

Cheese!

Nice.

So, Nancy's fake birthday,

that is just arbitrary,
right?

Why did you pick
November 19th?

It's the anniversary of
the Gettysburg Address.

Kate had a mild obsession
with Abraham Lincoln,

so we named Nancy
after Lincoln's mother.

And during his
first inaugural,

he coined a phrase:

"the better angels
of our nature."

And that's who
Nancy was to us.

Still is.

Our better angel.

You know what,
I haven't even changed.

I got to get out
of these clothes.

♪ Black within my soul ♪

♪ Welling up inside ♪

♪ Echoes of silence ♪

♪ Questions ♪

♪ I dare not answer ♪

♪ And they sing all night long ♪

♪ Up at night ♪

♪ Up at night ♪

♪ Echoes of silence ♪

♪ Questions ♪

♪ I dare not answer. ♪

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