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(birds singing)

(panting)

Move it, you're holding

everyone up.

And...

...posted.

You're not helping.

Helping?

I don't even know

what we're doing here

on this kid's

obstacle course.

Training.

Training?

(groans)

Oh.

Is there a competition

for getting humiliated

by 12-year-old girls?

'Cause if so,

you're kicking butt.

You can make fun all you want.

But I'm gonna make sure

that I'm in primo shape

so whenever I'm needed,

I'll be ready.

Ow, ow, ow.

This is about the

Vault, isn't it?

You find out that we

work for the same agency,

as Davy Crockett and

Sacagawea once did,

and now you're convinced

you need to be James Bond.

Alex, they were heroes,

all right? Legends.

We are not worthy.

Dude, get a grip.

What are you

trying to prove?

You just took down

a demonic djinn,

and saved a bunch of lives

in the process.

Including mine.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Are you saying I'm your hero?

Hmm?

You know what?

Next time just let me get

absorbed by the djinn, okay?

(laughs)

I'm a mess.

All right, now.

Will you time me, please?

Okay?

(grunts)

Okay.

I'm good, I'm good.

(bell rings)

Don't forget,

your interpretations

of Munch's The Scream

are due tomorrow.

Or else you might

see me screaming.

(indistinct conversations)

Hey, Molly.

I noticed your past

couple of assignments

seemed incomplete.

Do you need an

extension on them?

I guess.

Our next unit's

gonna be a lot of fun.

I know how you like

mixed-media projects.

We're gonna be... Molly.

Molly, Mr. David

is speaking to you.

That's okay.

I am so sorry about that.

No worries. I'm

used to dealing

with some pretty

short attention spans.

Yeah.

But if you don't

mind me asking,

is everything okay

with Molly at home?

I might be flattering

myself but I thought

this was her favorite class.

No, you're right.

She loves art.

I'm glad.

That's why I couldn't help

but notice

that she just hasn't been

herself lately.

Yeah. Things... have been

a little more complicated

for her lately.

I'd love to discuss

this further,

but I've got a

faculty meeting.

Can you come by later?

Sure.

Great.

Kind of rough back

there with Mr. David.

Guess you're right.

School's overrated.

There are a lot

of career options

that don't require

an education.

I'm thinking pirates.

Look, I know with

everything going on

it seems like school isn't

important, but it is.

It's... really good for us

to keep some normal

in our lives.

It's always gonna be like this

from now on, isn't it?

Monsters disguised as Dad.

Logan MacDonald getting sick

from a curse.

Visions of Mr. Crane,

except he's not Mr. Crane.

JENNY:

Molly!

Hello?

He was so scared, Mom,

so alone.

We still don't know exactly

what it is that you saw.

It could have been

a-a bad dream.

Got an idea.

I've been talking to the others

about showing you something,

but... maybe now's the time.

Showing me something?

What?

Welcome to the Vault.

What is this place?

JAKE:

Uh, the most amazing

library ever.

An archive of the incredible.

A repository of the impossible.

A storehouse of secrets

great and small.

Whoa.

This... is the untold history

of America, huh?

This is a collection of weapons

from myth and lore.

Huh?

And this...

is classified

supernatural information

that's only revealed to

sitting U.S. presidents.

And now... you.

Hey, kid... Catch.

Ooh.

What is this?

That is a Native American

Thunderstone,

created by the Pawnee

Morning Star god.

It's supposed to protect

you from lightning.

I haven't tested it out yet,

if you want to help.

I know you've been through some

dark and scary stuff.

But you also get to be

a part of something

that only a few people

in the whole world know about.

You get to be a part

of a secret club.

What do you think?

I think this is really cool.

DIANA:

Good.

Mr. Crane's gonna be here

in a few minutes.

You're not staying?

I have to do some stuff

for work, but...

Jake and Alex will

show you anything you want.

Anything that's...

not too dangerous, right?

BOTH: Yeah.

Okay.

JAKE:

Now...

where should we start?

Are you sure about this?

Indian ascetics have used

this method for centuries...

(groans)

...in pursuit of their visions.

But you seem to have no trouble

accessing your visions.

To a point, Jobe.

I've seen the future

to a point.

Now I need

to push past what I've glimpsed.

I need to extend the limits.

(inhales sharply)

(groans softly)

I hope you find what you seek,

Malcolm.

(screaming)

(chamber music plays)

(Dreyfuss' screams fade)

MOLLY: Hey. Don't move.

I'm not finished yet.

I always have so much trouble

with your eyes.

DREYFUSS:

Really?

Would that be

because they're so

fantastically full of wisdom?

(laughs)

Well, if I mess this up,

then you'll only have

yourself to blame

when your present

isn't perfect.

My present?

Of course.

It's a little thank you gift

for everything.

Can we fly

the glider tomorrow?

(laughs)

A girl after my own heart.

I can't deny you anything,

now, can I?

(panting)

(bones cracking)

So... was the future

different this time?

It's still the future I'm

destined to bring about.

But it's far

superior this time.

How so?

I'm not alone.

CRANE:

Master Wells and Miss Alex

will return shortly

with our repast.

Cool. Pizza?

Something a little

more delectable

than Neapolitan flatbread.

Well, look at that.

You know this was actually

worn by Davy Crockett.

True.

Now, legend would

have you believe

that this was fashioned

from common raccoon.

But between you and me,

this is actually

Wendigo pelt.

Wendi what?

Wendigo.

It's a

shape-shifting beast

of Shawnee and

Algonquian legend.

Monsters.

Monsters.

Where do they come from?

Purgatory.

Hell dimensions.

Hidden pockets

of existence

of which we are

only dimly aware.

And they just roam around

like wild animals?

Some do.

Mostly they appear

when summoned.

When a person wishes

to perpetrate evil.

So bad people means

bad monsters.

Now that is very aptly put.

I know a good monster.

A good monster?

Finally.

(laughs)

Yeah.

I made him up when I was little.

He's one of the first things

I remember drawing.

His body was

my favorite blanket.

Whenever I was scared or lonely,

he'd be there for me.

I call him Mr. Stitch.

Oh.

It is a pleasure to make your

acquaintance, Mr. Stitch.

He used to sing me this song.

(Molly humming)

(humming continues faintly)

(growls)

(snarls)

♪ ♪

CRANE: Even as a born-and-bred

Washingtonian,

I suspect you are unaware

of the secret passageways

beneath the city.

Whoa.

Whoa, indeed.

During the War of 1812,

these were used

to transport munitions,

and spies traversed them

to vital points around the city.

Nowadays, Master Wells

stores bottles

of his fuller-bodied

syrah down here.

(echoes):

Hello!

CRANE (echoes):

Hello!

MOLLY (in distance):

Hello!

CRANE (in distance):

Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

MOLLY (echoing):

Hello!

CRANE (echoing):

Hello!

(clanking, thumping,

alarm ringing)

Um, what's going on?

I'm not certain.

Hmm. Well...

uh, i-it's all right,

I'm sure there's...

a way to reverse it.

A switch...

of some... kind.

Nope.

Well, no, no, no,

it's all right, trust me.

There's, um...

We'll sort this.

(grunting)

This is sort of like

the lockdown drills

we have at school.

Yes, precisely.

We are locked down.

Not locked in.

(snaps fingers)

Right.

We shall get our sharpest minds

on the case.

(echoing booms)

What are you doing?

What do you think?

Morse code.

Crane! If you

can hear me,

tap twice!

(echoing booms)

CRANE (over speaker):

Uh, I believe we have

stumbled upon a more effective

form of communication,

Master Wells.

Uh, right.

You guys okay in there?

Yes, we're fine.

In fact, I'd say we're

in the safest room

in the building.

ALEX:

All right, hang tight,

we're gonna check on things,

and we'll get back to you.

Well, he's right.

They are in the safest

place in the building.

Which is what

makes me think

that this is a security system

of some kind.

What? Security? How come

we never knew about this?

I'm learning there's a lot

about the Vault we never knew.

That's the mark

of Benjamin Banneker.

ALEX: Right, and we know

that he specialized in guards

and traps, which makes me think

that he's the one that designed

the security for this place.

To protect the Vault

against supernatural threats.

Right,

but the question is, what

kind of threat triggered it?

What happened? Is Molly okay?

She's fine. Crane's with her.

JAKE: Jenny's scouting

the exterior and the tunnels.

All's quiet on all fronts.

ALEX: Look, it's probably just

a short in the security system--

I mean, it is 200 years old.

A technical malfunction?

On the one day I wanted Molly

to see this world

isn't completely

dangerous and unpredictable.

Okay, guys, check this out.

It looks like someone

decided to beef up

the security with their own

mystical reinforcements.

These were carved

at a later time.

I don't recognize

these symbols.

Wait, wait, wait, this number.

It's a federal I.D.

Federal I.D.?

(tapping keyboard)

Okay.

This I.D. belonged to...

Got it.

Claudia Russell.

She worked in the Office

of Intelligence and Analysis

from 2001 to 2003.

She transferred and spent

the next seven years...

in Agency 355.

The Vault.

She was the last agent

to have worked here before us.

Is she still alive?

Last record of her

dates back to 2011.

Last known address is...

out by Gaithersburg.

We need to talk to her.

She's the only one who

can unlock these symbols.

Yeah.

(phone buzzing)

I'm supposed to be meeting

with Molly's teacher.

He thinks she's having

some trouble at home.

Okay, so go. We'll

find Claudia Russell.

Mm-hmm.

I'm not leaving,

not with her stuck in here.

No, they'll be fine, okay?

She is inside of a fortress

designed by the best

mystical architect

in history--

plus, Crane is with her.

ALEX: I had a teacher

that sounded the alarm on me

a little bit too early,

and I had to spend

the next year reporting

to a social worker.

I'll be a half hour, tops.

We'll get to the bottom

of these runes.

You hear that, Crane?!

We'll be back soon!

We are on...

the... case!

Do you want me to go talk

to Molly's teacher,

and you can go with him?

Pass. Just, uh,

please, call me

if anything comes up.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Ms. Thomas, thanks for coming.

Hello? Who's there?

If you're looking

for the administrative office...

(growls)

(screaming)

Mr. David?

(gasps)

(beeping)

Yes, I need an ambulance

at Liberty Elementary School.

A teacher has been

attacked. He's alive,

but he seems to be badly hurt.

Thank you.

(coughs weakly)

Okay, okay,

just relax.

Help's on the way.

(grunting weakly)

He's gonna be fine.

The police are working

under the theory

that it was a robbery gone awry.

But that's not what you believe.

No.

Agent Thomas?

When Molly was younger,

she had an imaginary friend--

it had green hair

and his body was made

out of her baby blanket.

She used to draw it

all the time.

Anyway, she called it...

Mr. Stitch.

How do you know that?

Molly drew a picture

of the creature

in her notebook earlier.

So Molly's imaginary friend

came to life?

It is not unheard of.

When my son was but a boy,

he found solace

in a treasured doll,

and at a certain point,

the doll came to life.

It became a champion for him.

A golem.

What does this thing want?

Did she send it

to attack her teacher?

It is my understanding

that these beings have

a mind of their own.

But... I will speak to Molly.

In the meantime,

what would be helpful

is if you could uncover

any information about

the creature's provenance.

Okay.

Clues to its characteristics.

I kept all of her old drawings.

They're at the house.

I'll look into them.

Very good. And, Agent Thomas,

powers of the imagination

are not to be trifled with.

ALEX: Not exactly

a luxurious retirement.

JAKE: When I transferred to the

Vault from DHS Office Archives,

that place had been abandoned

for years.

Claudia Russell could fill in

the gaps for us.

Ms. Russell?

Ms. Russell?

We're here from the Vault.

We, uh,

just had a few questions.

(rifle blast)

Wait! Don't-don't shoot!

We're unarmed!

Alex.

(mouths)

It's boobytrapped.

(door creaking quietly)

Oh, God.

(groans)

(groans)

ALEX:

Claudia Russell, I presume.

(door creaks open)

Hey, easy.

Hasn't anyone ever told you

not to sneak up

on people,

especially armed people?

It's force of habit.

Sneaky's kind of

my default mode.

Crane filled me in.

Said you needed some help.

I checked out all

of the protective wards

I put around the entrances.

Nothing's been tripped.

This is the

original blanket.

It's completely intact.

I still don't get it.

How does this thing just

pop out of Molly's head?

Somehow, some kind of spell

was activated.

Crane's looking into it.

It might help

if you could tell me

more about this thing.

Maybe we can figure out

why it went

to Molly's school.

Molly must have been five,

maybe six.

She started

showing a talent

for art, so... I encouraged her.

Told her to draw

what made her happy.

At the time, I was

pretty focused

on my job, so...

I was away a lot.

Part of me thinks

that she just...

dreamt up Mr. Stitch as a person

who could be around

when I couldn't.

You know, it's funny--

as tough as this whole...

Witness business has been,

it's brought us

closer together.

It was the same

for Abby and me.

Battling the supernatural

made us sisters again.

And it helped me

get over

some serious resentment

I had towards her.

Hey, check this out.

CLAUDIA:

If you're watching this,

it means they got me.

Don't know what it was.

A monster.

Demon.

Doesn't matter how many hexes

or wards you put up,

evil always finds a way.

(exhales)

Funny...

we thought

we had all the advantages.

We had the Vault, right?

Washington's legacy.

Centuries of knowledge.

"The last line of defense

against all threats

deemed otherworldly."

(chuckles softly)

But the downside

of being a secret organization

is that people

forget about you.

Maybe we did our job too well.

Kept the monsters at bay,

which meant people

forgot to be afraid.

They forgot.

But I'll never forget...

about the sacrifices we made,

the blood spilled,

about...

...Michael...

...my friend.

That's why I had to leave

the Vault.

To get away from the demons.

And the memories.

Everywhere I turned,

I saw Michael.

But not here.

I know they'll find me.

They always will,

because evil never forgets.

But I'll be ready for them.

I'll be ready.

(static crackling)

(soft creaking)

(grunts)

What you doin'?

Trying to find

an escape route.

(grunting)

One must never sit around

and wait for help.

Rescue yourself.

If there's one lesson

from today, let it be that one.

And another lesson is

book cabinets are lighter

without books.

Molly...

Hmm?

Have you heard

of the legend of Pygmalion?

Uh, yeah,

wasn't that an animated movie

about farm animals?

An an... What?

No. Pygmalion.

P-Y-G... Pyg...

Animated...

Pygmalion was a sculptor,

and he created

a statue of a woman,

who he called Galatea.

Now, Galatea

was so beautiful,

exquisite,

and Pygmalion fell desperately,

helplessly in love with her.

So he entreated

the gods

with all his passion

to bring her to life. "Please."

And they did.

That really happened?

Well, one thing you learn

from the Vault

is that all stories have a hint

of truth to them.

Pygmalion is a story

of creation,

about how artistic talent

and intense emotion

can bring beings to life.

Molly,

a short while ago, your teacher,

Mr. David, was attacked.

He'll be fine.

I promise you.

But we believe

he was attacked by a monster.

More precisely, we believe

he was attacked by Mr. Stitch.

What?

I know, I know.

This comes as a shock.

This is important.

Have you dabbled with anything

involving magic lately?

Like the symbols you drew

in your notebook.

No.

No, I've been really careful.

Really careful. I...

It's all right, it's all right.

I believe you.

Here, let's set aside

how Mr. Stitch came into being,

and together we will focus

on where he's going next,

yes?

Why do you think Mr. Stitch

went after Mr. David?

Well, Mr. Stitch is not evil.

He wouldn't hurt someone

for no reason.

And especially not Mr. David.

I like Mr. David.

I-I mean, I really like him.

I wouldn't...

Well, sometimes the people

we like the most are the people

who upset us the most.

No!

I'm not mad

at Mr. David!

No.

Molly, Mr. David

is speaking to you.

She thinks she's helping me,

but she's not.

"She"?

She thinks she knows what

I'm feeling, but she doesn't.

She says we should be honest

with each other,

but she's the one

who was lying.

(snarling)

(roaring)

(snarling)

(grunts)

(gunshots continue)

(snarling)

(grunts)

Go, go, go, go!

Oh, my God.

(snarling, growling)

(grunting)

(groans)

(panting)

(coughing)

Are you okay?

I think... I'm good.

Where'd it go?

(crickets chirping)

In Molly's stories, Mr. Stitch

had to go to bed at night,

to hibernate

at sundown.

Huh. Saved by bedtime.

We're okay.

Apparently that thing

is gonna lay low for the night.

Yeah, I'll fill her in.

Okay, will do.

So, Crane has some theories

on this thing's

behavioral patterns.

He thinks

a basic summoning ritual

will draw it out of hiding.

This image comes up a lot.

That looks like Shenandoah

Amusement Park.

Molly used to love that place.

Closed down a few years ago.

Okay, well, Mr. Stitch could

still be drawn to the site.

Well, it's just west of here.

All right. So, Crane

talked to Molly?

Yeah. He thinks

that this is an Id Monster.

Something that's motivated

by the primal instincts

of Molly's psyche.

But she's not controlling it.

But it's acting off of thoughts

in her brain,

so why did it come to our house?

Well, it's trying

to protect her.

It's going after those

for whom she has...

negative emotions.

But, look, we're talking

about the id here.

This is a deep,

dark stew of impulses

and instincts

and crazy thoughts.

And somewhere in there,

my daughter is thinking

that she hates me.

No.

She doesn't hate you.

She loves you.

She loves you so much

that she can't tell you

about all this

that's bothering her,

because she knows

it would hurt you.

So instead

a monster from her imagination's

gonna hurt me.

Actually,

if you think about it,

you're lucky.

Lucky.

Yeah. Look,

it's hard enough for anyone,

let alone an 11-year-old girl,

to tell you

exactly how she feels.

Well, here's something

bigger than life

sending you a message.

JAKE:

You sure

this is everything Claudia had

on the Vault's infrastructure?

Yeah. Everything

I could dig out of that mess.

I think I found something.

JAKE: Wait, these are

the glyphs she added.

They're Norse-based!

Mm.

Wait, hold on.

According to these plans,

the actuators

are both magical and physical.

Meaning?

That reading the symbols

isn't gonna open the doors.

It'll just allow you

to access a servo

that controls these barriers.

Where's the servo located?

In a utility duct,

behind the west wall.

There's an entry point

from inside the Vault.

And there's one

other problem...

(scraping)

(grunts)

Was Claudia Russell

a Lilliputian?!

JAKE: Is there any way

to widen the opening?

Not without heavier tools.

Miss Alex, do you have anything

that might assist

in that regard?

Well, I have

some of that HMX

that we used to cut you out

of Despair's cave, but...

I wouldn't mess with that

in an enclosed space.

I mean, the concussive blast

could make your heads implode.

Right. Well, we'll call that

plan B, shall we?

I can go.

I'll fit. It's just like

the jungle gyms at school.

No. Absolutely not.

ALEX: Actually,

the servo's only about

30 feet from the opening.

So you'd be able

to talk to her the entire time.

Uh, I want to do this.

This whole thing

is sort of my fault.

No, it is not.

And you must never think that.

Well, didn't you say that

we should rescue ourselves?

That's what

we must always do?

Your mother is going

to have my guts for garters.

MOLLY:

I'm going down!

CRANE:

Go ahead, Master Jake!

(exhales)

Ur.

Permanence.

Hagal.

Protection.

Sig.

Victory.

Fa.

Spirit.

I see it!

(creaking)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunts)

Last one's stuck!

What's that?!

The last one is stuck!

Hang on!

I think there might be

another way out!

Molly?!

(grunts)

Molly!

Molly!

Molly, where are you?!

Master Jake,

I believe Molly is making

her way outside on her own.

That could only lead to the

alley that's on the west side.

Crane, we're on our way.

(crickets chirping)

(grunting)

Hello, Molly.

(wind whistling)

Crane says that a simple

decomposition spell conducted

within a ten-meter radius of the

creature should do the trick.

I will never get used to what

you guys think is simple.

There.

Do I know you?

You know, it does kind of

feel like we already

know each other.

We do have a number

of mutual friends.

My name is Malcolm.

Molly.

Yes, you are.

I have heard so much about you.

You are very

special, my friend.

I am?

Oh, yes.

If I have any gifts at

all, I would have to say

my greatest gift

is my affinity for

recognizing talent.

And it couldn't be

any more evident to me

that you are blessed

with an extraordinary capacity

for creativity and vision.

Um, how did you say you knew me?

I have been

following your progress--

your remarkable progress--

for quite a

while now, Molly.

But let me ask you

something, my friend.

Would you say

you're happy?

See, I ask because

I don't think you are.

I think you know,

deep down...

something's not right.

Something with you,

something with your family,

something with the world.

And that's why

I felt such a great urgency

to finally come and meet you,

because I just wanted

to let you know this.

It's gonna get better, Molly.

I think I need

to find my friends.

Yes, yes.

Of course. Of course.

It was so nice

to finally get

to meet you, Molly.

I'll see you soon.

ALEX: Molly!

JAKE:

Oh, thank goodness.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay. Come on.

Yeah?

Your mom-- she's gonna

want to see you.

She'll be wrapping

stuff up shortly, all right?

Sad to see this thing go.

It's either that, or Mr. Stitch

lives to see

another day.

Once the ritual's finished,

we should be rid of this thing.

Clio. Euterpe.

Thalia.

(continues speaking Greek)

(roaring)

(low growling)

Keep going.

I'm gonna distract it.

(low growling)

Clio...

(low growling)

(low growling, snarling)

(gasps, yelps)

(low growling)

(growling)

(groans)

(low growling)

(groaning)

(whimpering)

No!

Stop!

(growls)

Molly! Stay back!

I'm sorry I brought you here.

I didn't mean to.

I guess I just needed

someone to talk to.

You were always

the one who listened.

I guess I should have been

talking to you, Mom.

(low growling)

ALEX:

Oh, my God.

I still need

to finish the ritual.

Blanket.

Honey, you can talk to me

whenever you want, I promise.

I want to tell you that...

I don't like it

when you say that

everything's going to be okay,

even though I know

that it's not.

I don't like it

when you keep things from me.

You're angry with me.

Yes, but I don't want to be.

You can be angry.

It's good to be angry.

Then you can let it all out.

Come here.

Clio...

(whirring)

Good-bye.

(wind whistling)

(crying)

It shouldn't be long now,

Mr. Crane!

Jenny's in the duct

as we speak!

You are still not getting

the hang of this, are you?

CRANE:

I await with alacrity.

What do you want

to do with these?

Those are valuable documents

regarding the history

of the Vault.

And a tale of sadness and woe.

Soon to be our tale.

Whoa.

Oh, that is dark, even for you.

You saw her tape.

You saw Claudia's tape.

I mean, you can

train to be

a super Vault agent

all you want,

but that is what is

in store for us--

holed up in a shack

eating canned beans,

waiting for

the boogeyman to come.

No. We don't know exactly

what happened to Claudia.

Okay? And we're different.

We got Crane, Diana, Jenny.

She had Michael

and then lost him.

No, but that's not

gonna happen to us.

Look, you and me--

we started this together,

and we'll end it together.

Right.

(door opens)

Thank you.

Quiet contemplation

had grown quite contemptuous.

Do you have the items I require?

Wonton soup, mushu pork,

sesame noodles.

The delights of the Far East.

Capital work, Master Wells.

Man, Crane can really pack

that Szechuan chicken away.

Guess Chinese takeout

was far and few between

in the 18th century.

What are you doing?

Molly left her backpack here.

I moved it,

and this fell out.

JAKE:

Yeah. It's an E-reader. So?

Does that mean anything to you?

It's a Wiccan hex.

Do you know what it does?

No. What's it doing

in Molly's stuff?

"Courtesy of Little

Readers of D.C."?

Yeah, I looked it up.

Little Readers donated

these devices to public schools.

And guess who's head

of the charity.

Who?

Malcolm Dreyfuss.

I think Molly was targeted

specifically.

Dreyfuss planted

a magically charged device

on her.

That's what conjured

the monster.

But why? I mean, what could

he possibly want with her?

Dreyfuss has totally gone

off the deep end this time.

I mean, he's always been crazy,

but shutting down the company?

The stock is gonna

drop like a rock.

I don't know if he cares about

that kind of stuff anymore.

Why not?

I get the feeling he's got

his eyes on a different prize.

You've caused quite a stir.

I've been reading about the

philosophy of decluttering.

The idea is to evaluate

every possession in your life

and ask yourself, "Does

this still bring me joy?"

And if not, you

got to let it go.

I've seen my

future, Jobe.

It's time to make it

a reality.

No more distractions.

I need every resource I've got

to move on to the next phase.

Speaking of which, how is the

rest of my team coming along?

The second recruit is...

ready to be plucked soon.

And the girl?

Now that you've met,

do you have a better idea

of what to do with her?

I didn't realize

how important she would be

until I actually saw her.

I knew she would mean a lot

to me, but...

what I didn't...

couldn't know was...

...was how much

I could mean to her.

(panting)

After all, what little girl

doesn't need a real...

father... in her life?

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