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♪ It felt like springtime on this February morning ♪

♪ In the courtyard birds were singing your praise ♪

♪ I'm still recalling things you said ♪

What are you gonna eat, Mommy?

Mommy already had her lunch.

No cheese, right?

Can we go ice skating after?

No.

- Hot! - Let it cool, baby.

- Can we? - No, Haley.

♪ Though I'm far away I'll whisper ♪

What's wrong?

They make these so hard to open.

Why can't we go ice skating?

You don't wanna be like those awful girls

Nancy and Tonya, do you?

No, I wanna be like you.

- No! - It's ketchup, Ryan.

He doesn't like ketchup. He likes mayonnaise.

♪ Heavy hearted till you call ♪

'Ryan!'

'He took his lid off!'

Share your drink with him, Haley.

- Ugh, mom! - I don't wanna hear it.

'Daddy says you're a good ice skater.'

Why don't you ever wanna skate with us?

♪ As I lay me down to sleep as I pray ♪

Finish your food, alright? I'll be back in a few minutes.

♪ Though I'm far away ♪

♪ I'll whisper your name ♪

♪ Into the sky ♪

♪ And I will wake up happy ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

Did you take my Tastykakes?

Nah.

Man, I never do.

I've seen you.

There's strudel. Eat that.

Can I help you?

This is where the detectives are?

- 'From Homicide.' - 'I'm looking for Nick Vera.'

He should be here, um..

I-I knew him in high school.

He might be in court. Do you wanna leave a note?

Maybe I could talk to you.

Is it about a murder?

My sister.

Ten years ago.

- What was her name? - Sloane Easton.

'She was found in the parking lot'

'of the bar where she worked.'

'How'd she die?'

Cops said she passed out.

Died of exposure.

Was she drunk at the time?

Um...she was always drunk.

Okay.

We figured..

...she just slipped and fell.

The whole thing was an accident.

But you think differently now?

I met this guy Evan last night..

...said he knew Sloane.

- From where? - The bar.

He was a student at the time.

He was there..

...the night she died.

He see something significant?

Sloane was..

...drinking with some college guys

and uh, things may have gotten out of hand.

'He know these guys?'

'They were his fraternity brothers.'

I should talk to Evan.

Um, he's staying at the Delaware.

Gave me his number.

Who is this girl?

Megan Easton.

Yeah?

We went to Immaculata together.

Is she wearing a wedding ring?

I don't got my binoculars.

Yeah.

What'd you do to her?

You gotta hide from her like a kid?

I was in love with her.

Sloane Easton, 32.

Homeless guy found her in the parking lot of Sansom's Tavern.

The autopsy shows an injury to the head.

Alcohol content was .24.

That's pretty toasted.

So, they figured she's

stumbling drunk, falls on her face

and stays there.

Temperature was..

...16 degrees that night.

Cold was the ultimate doer.

Maybe the frat guys gave the assist.

This girl was the goods in high school.

Homecoming queen, all that.

You can tell she was pretty.

'They found blood on her coat.'

Never ran it.

Well, let's run it now.

Anything on family?

Separated from her husband, Seth.

He was in New Jersey that night.

- Uh, two little kids. - Well, I'll start with Evan.

See if he knows how Sloane got knocked in the head.

You know the sister, eh, Nicky?

Megan. We haven't been in touch.

She asked for you.

I don't wanna see her.

Kind of gone to the dogs here.

You got a full head of hair, Nick.

I'll follow this up.

'Ah, I'm glad to help.'

- Honestly. - Good.

But I'm in a rush to get back to Washington.

Well, then, we'll be quick.

What do you know about Sloane Easton

ending up dead outside of that bar?

Nothing, really.

Then why were you talking about it last night?

That is your writing, isn't it?

But I don't really know what happened.

Tell us what you do know.

All I remember is..

...she was pretty and drunk

and hanging out with Garrett Caine.

That was a bad combination.

Who's Garrett?

President of our fraternity.

He kind of became known as a guy to stay away from.

- Why is that? - He was rough...with women.

You see him get rough with Sloane that night?

I spent four years with these guys.

I knew what the lead-up looked like.

Pitcher of Rolling Rock.

♪ We come from different worlds ♪

- Nice hat. - Thanks.

You a suffragette?

Yeah, I'm gonna go vote right after this.

'I'm Garrett.'

♪ I'm such a baby ♪

♪ Cause the Dolphins make me cry ♪

Alright. Who are you?

- I'm just here to drink. - 'Then let me buy you one.'

'I'm only here for a minute.'

- How you doing, Sloane? - Oh, Lord.

- How many you had? - I don't wanna see you.

You need me to drive you home?

Hey, are you getting that drink?

Yeah, I'm getting it.

Rick, make my night and get the heck out of here, okay?

- Do you wanna sit with us? - Yeah.

- For you. - I have your number.

I'm not scared of a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

- So, it's-it's Sloane, huh? - Yeah.

Do you like the beach, Sloane?

♪ I only wanna be with you ♪

I knew where things were headed.

I told Garrett I had to go study.

That's all I saw.

You guys ever see this Rick before?

Nah.

Was this a town and gown

thing with Garrett?

Rich college boy slumming with some local tail?

It was a Zeke thing. Beach Night.

What's that?

We had a room called The Beach

where guys could bring a girl

do it with her while a bunch of other guys watched.

Unbeknownst to her.

- Of course. - Sounds like a riot.

We were jerks.

So, you guys were looking for someone to beach.

And it looked like Garrett had chosen this girl.

You can't hold a guy responsible

for something that happened ten years ago.

Actually, you can.

We do it all the time.

Guys, it was a fraternity thing.

Beach Night.

How'd you know about that?

Oh, we pick stuff up.

So, maybe we thought this girl was up for a walk

on the wild side. There's no crime there.

'So you ply her with drinks'

talk nice to her, and invite her

back to the house?

Some version of that.

But she never makes it.

Maybe tries to resist you in the parking lot.

You rough her up a little, then leave her in the snow.

'Cause you get rough with women...what we hear.

No. We didn't close the deal.

- Sarajevo! - Lillehammer.

- Lake Placid. - It wasn't an Olympic city.

- 1980. - No.

- Yes. - She's right, Garrett.

No. Bull. Drink.

I almost went there, as a skater.

'Sure, you did.'

Me, too.

Well, it's been real, guys.

Why don't you go back to the house with us?

- No, I got to be someplace. - No, hey.

We got a keg at the house.

'Sorry.'

Come on, just for an hour.

Hey, save it for the Tri-Delts.

- Hey, let's go back here. - I said I gotta go.

We're sick of college girls.

- Hey, man, don't touch me. - Shh.

- Get off me! - Shh.

- Oh! - Philly PD.

Back to campus, boys.

Just having some fun, officer.

Walk out of here.

Now!

This cop just showed up out of the blue? Broke it up?

And we left. That's it.

You know Sloane ended up dead that night?

Vaguely remember hearing that.

Oh, she was just a lush from West Philly.

Eh? Who cares?

Hey, how'd, uh, Beach Night work out for you?

Not allowed to say, amigo.

Lab found two types of blood on Sloane's coat.

One's hers, one's unidentified.

Maybe the doer's.

Good luck getting that jackass Garrett

to give blood.

I'll call the ME.

get a rush job going.

Hmm, we know who this guy

at the bar was offered to drive her home?

Someone named Rick.

The sister might know him.

Why don't you ask her, Nicky?

- Can't someone else? - Nope.

Julia Owens from South.

'Our mystery cop at the tavern that night.'

How you doing?

You worked West in '95, Julia?

Narcotics. I knew your victim, Sloane.

Just happened to be at Sansom's when she got in trouble?

- Nah, I was there to see her. - 'How come?'

Sloane got a DUI in '94.

Drove her car into a newsstand on Broad.

Wanted it off her record, guess what?

- We made a deal. - What kind of deal?

Owner of Sansom's was slinging out of that place.

She had a front-row seat to the action.

So, she was working for you.

She was my CI.

'Nicky.'

Hi.

- Long time. - No kidding.

You never come to the reunions.

I'm pretty busy.

You look good.

I'm on a diet.

I'm sorry about Sloane.

Yeah. It was bad.

Uh, we-we found some things out, um..

Did you know she-she got a DUI?

- The newsstand thing? - Yeah.

It's why her husband finally left her.

- The kids were in the car. - Rough.

Well...she was always a party girl.

She started working for the cops

informing on her boss.

I didn't know that

but I guess there was a lot I didn't know, by the end.

Any idea if she had a boyfriend or anything?

I don't think so. Why?

There was someone there that night... Rick.

Oh, uh, Rick wasn't her boyfriend.

He was her sponsor.

Do you know where we can find him?

- Yeah. - Oh, good.

You look exactly the same.

Yeah?

You think I'd pass for a high school girl?

To me, you would.

I came here every week, gave her my card.

Every week, she'd toss it.

This is where she was found

by that dumpster.

It's a crummy place to come to your end.

A bar's the last place she should've been working.

Go talk to the owner?

Did Sloane seem upset about anything that night, scared?

She seemed just like the stubborn drunk she was.

You call her that to her face?

Yeah.

I thought I'd get through one day.

I really...thought

I could save her.

Well, people have to save themselves.

Sounds like you've been in the program.

Well, we run into it a lot, you know.

Cops.

Uh-huh. Stressful job.

Oh, what do you know about this bar owner

um, Powell?

I know he hired an alcoholic to serve drinks.

That's pretty shady.

Did Sloane ever make a real effort

to kick the booze?

No. She came to one meeting.

But you were pretty persistent with her.

Helping other people keeps me sober.

Okay, Rick.

I noticed you didn't answer my question.

Uh, about the program.

If you ever wanna talk

I'm not scared of a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

Something happen in the neighborhood?

Something happened here, ten years back?

Sloane Easton?

There's a sorry case.

'Worked for you, right?'

Drank more than she poured.

She do any of the drugs you were dealing?

That's ancient history.

Sloane worked for the cops, too.

Informing on you and your side business.

You saying she was snitching on me?

Which gives you motive to hurt her.

Then she ends up dead in your parking lot.

Lousy drunk.

Maybe you found out she was a CI.?

If I had, I would've hurt her.

You two get in a lot of disputes?

She was a pain in the ass, but I never touched her.

So who did have it out for her?

That night?

Her ex.

- 'Seth?' - Yeah.

Can't say that I blamed him, after what she did.

Come on. Don't do that.

You want another, just ask.

He's real hungry, Powell.

I need him that way.

Come on.

- Damn it, Sloane! - Seth?

Do you know where the kids are?

- Don't you have them? - No, Sloane.

You had 'em.

♪ Let yourself go ♪

You left them at Rodeo Rob's.

- Just for 15 minutes. - Five hours!

I just needed one drink.

- I lost track of time. - You're unbelievable.

- Where are they? - Don't pretend you care.

I wanna see 'em! Are they outside?

- Forget it! - They're my kids.

And you're never seeing them again.

You can't do this!

Sloane. Stay away from us.

♪ Fall for love ♪

Seth was supposed to be in New Jersey that night.

No, he was right here.

And pretty heated up, huh?

Wouldn't you be?

Girl was a disaster.

You willing to give up some blood, Powell?

What for?

Eliminate you from the suspect pool.

No way. You ain't pinching me for this.

Well, saying no looks pretty suspicious.

So, suspect me.

It says here you were at the shore

the night Sloane died.

- That a mistake, Seth? - No.

- That the truth? - Yeah.

We have a witness says otherwise.

Says you were at Sansom's, in fact, giving Sloane hell

for leaving the kids down the street.

- Who said that? - That's not important.

We had a bad fight when I was there.

So we hear.

I even put my hands on her.

And the next day, she's dead. I know how that looks.

So you were in Philly, at Sansom's.

I went to Jersey later with my girlfriend, Rose.

Look, why does it matter, anyway?

She died of her own drunkenness.

We think someone helped her along.

How do you mean?

Someone tangled with her that night

smacked her in the head.

She followed you out to the parking lot.

Maybe you got into it out there.

- No. - You were pretty mad, Seth.

Furious.

But out in the parking lot, everything changed.

♪ She says dad's the one I love the most ♪

- 'Wait, I gotta see 'em.' - 'What? Just stay away.'

'Just to say I'm sorry!'

You want 'em to see you like this?

Seth, the kids are cold!

Look, one minute, Rose.

Mommy!

Haley, baby. I'm sorry.

Just close the window. I'm coming.

♪ When she's had too much to drink ♪

You know I love them, Seth.

You know how I cried when they were born.

I cried..

...'cause now I had even more of you.

♪ Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away ♪

♪ And just let her cry ♪

Aw, Sloane, how did this happen to us?

It's my fault.

- Why can't I help you? - Come on, Seth.

Should I have been harder on you, easier?

It wouldn't have mattered, baby. It wouldn't be different.

That's what we learned the second time and the third time.

Why not?

'Cause I can't beat it.

You haven't called me "baby"in forever.

Go with Rose.

Make a life with her.

♪ This morning I woke up alone ♪

♪ Found a note standin' by the phone ♪

♪ Saying maybe, maybe I'll be back some day ♪

♪ Let her go ♪

♪ Let her walk right out on me ♪

She wasn't much at the end

but there were moments

we could still connect.

And in her good years..

'Yeah, I know.'

I knew her before you did.

Immaculata High.

Wasn't she somethin'?

Everyone's All-American.

How could booze kill all that?

- Valens. - Where you going, Frannie?

I got lab results for your boss.

Well, you can give 'em to me. I'm reliable.

I've been meaning to say

I'm sorry about your girlfriend.

- Thanks. - That's a tough illness.

Can get to be too much.

Well, we don't know exactly what happened.

Oh, sorry. I heard--

Suicide? No. No, we don't know that.

Well, I shouldn't speak out of school, then.

But...thanks.

So...the blood on your victim's coat?

- Weird result. - Like what?

Like out of my jurisdiction.

The predominant stains are her blood.

But the other spots are canine.

How's a woman at a bar get dog blood on her?

Owner of Sansom's had a Rottweiler.

And the husband's girlfriend

Rose had a Doberman.

So, two dogs to follow up.

Bar owner refused a DNA test.

And the Liquor Board has five open investigations on him.

So, this Rose was at the scene earlier?

She was in the car when Seth and Sloane went down memory lane.

- Maybe overheard something. - Could give her motive.

Lil's chatting with her. Woman to woman.

Nicky, how'd it go with Megan?

Fine.

We're, uh, goin' to this place tonight.

Hangout from high school.

♪ Baum chicka bah baum ♪

Shut up.

I thought Sloane's death was an accident.

Well, that was one theory.

I don't know how I can help you.

'Well, you were there that night.'

With your vicious dog.

Tuck wasn't vicious.

You saw the way she and Seth were talking.

- 'How she touched him.' - They had history.

Rose, there was dog blood on her coat

you were angry and you had a dog.

I wasn't angry.

'You were with a guy who wanted'

'to be with someone else.'

That's something you sense.

You'd think after Sloane

he'd run to someone like me.

Responsible. Steady.

But Sloane had his heart.

Hurts.

'Let's talk about the dog blood.'

Do you know how it got there?

Yeah. But it wasn't from Tuck.

'You're gonna be okay.'

You just need a little help.

'Out of the way, Sloane.'

No, Powell.

One good crack and it's over.

- No big deal. - Give him another chance!

Just cost me 400 bucks. Can't fight, worth crap.

I'll take him. I'll fix him.

Oh, yeah, you'll take great care of him

then leave him at Rodeo Rob's.

♪ All the lines you wrote ♪

- Move! - No.

- 'I-I'll tell the cops.' - 'Yeah.'

'You'll tell the cops what?'

About the dogfights! And the bets.

I-I'll get this place shut down.

Stop running your stupid mouth.

I will!

You want the mutt, take him.

- I'll make him better. - I don't care!

Just get the hell off of my property.

- I work here. - Not anymore.

Get lost, for good.

Or you'll get cracked.

It's okay, baby. You'll make it.

♪ I heard about nights out in the school yard ♪

♪ I found out about you ♪

♪ I found out about you ♪

She looked crazy, that blood all over her.

I just left.

So you went back, but never even talked to her?

What could I say?

Make him stop loving you?

That wasn't possible.

Dog wasn't worth the Alpo I fed him.

Sloane thought so.

They were both good for nothing.

Losers unite.

Hit ya?

Look, Powell.

You were swinging a bottle around that night.

Sloane ends up with trauma to her head.

Get my meaning?

All I did to her was fire her ass.

That's all?

That's all.

She didn't come back?

Uh, yeah, she came back.

What for?

Get her job back.

- Begged me. - She persuade you?

- Kind of. - What's "Kind of", Powell?

Not saying I'm proud of it

I'm just saying it happened.

I told you to beat it.

Ravage is cold.

Your problem now.

Bourbon, please.

Forget it.

I'll work a week for free.

- You don't work here anymore. - 'Powell.'

I need this job.

There's a hundred watering holes in West Philly.

- Pick one. - I have to work here.

It's a bad life, Sloane.

For the birds.

I'll work for free. I'll scrub the floors.

- I just need one. - No.

Powell.

I'll do...anything.

I mean it.

She got on her knees..

...for you?

Not my finest moment.

But she got to keep her job.

Middle of it, in walks Richie Rich.

Who's that?

College boy from early in the night.

Wow. Are we talking about Garrett?

When it's over, I look up, he's standing there.

Think he was watching the whole time.

- Why'd he come back? - Buy drugs.

I sold to him, then left.

And where's Sloane?

Back room. Locking up.

So, last you saw..

...Garrett and her were alone together?

Huh.

'How long could they close Anna's Kitchen?'

Guess that's not why it's happeninganymore.

Well, cheers anyway.

The years have been good to you, Meggie.

Alright.

I guess I already told you that.

They've been okay.

What's your husband like?

Nice. Works hard.

Good.

But, um..

...I don't know.

We ran out of conversation.

We haven't been doing so hot either..

...me and Julie.

How come?

We wanted a baby.

Uh-huh.

'For a lot of years, but..'

...no go.

You talk to doctors?

Yeah. We tried all the stuff.

Yeah.

'And somewhere along the line'

it killed off the love.

'I think about you sometimes'

'and that summer.'

Me, too.

What things would be like now?

We'd have a 19-year-old. That's what.

I wonder if we would have made it.

'Aw, Megs.'

It should have been you and me.

So, Garrett likes to watch.

Got your Beach Night after all...amigo.

- What are you talking about? - You.

Peeping while the bartender got serviced.

Pretty homoerotic, you ask me.

I didn't ask you.

You went back, Garrett. Late night.

Found Sloane all by herself.

A few hours later, she's dead.

I went to buy pot.

That's it.

Yeah, I don't think so, Garrett.

Happy hour, you get thrown off by this girl.

Slink back to campus, shake it off.

But around 3 a.m. the parties are over

and you didn't hook up. So, where are you gonna get some?

Then you remember the trash from the bar.

Figure, let me go buy some weed

bang the skank, call it a night.

I didn't kill her.

You did something.

Penn Student Health records.

Day after Sloane died you went in

with an ugly gash on your arm.

Is that against the law?

She fight back? She bite you?

Hey, listen up, Garrett. You're the last to see.

A cop saw you handling this girl, earlier.

Everything's pointing at you.

I went to use the head.

I come out..

...she's yakking on the phone.

'I did a bad thing.'

Worst I ever did.

And I can't..

...I can't have this anymore.

Yes, please.

Okay. Bye.

- What do you want? - I'll take what Powell had.

We're closed, okay?

It's a private party?

Someone's coming for me, so don't try your crap.

What crap is that?

'Whoa, killer.'

That is one ugly dog.

'He's mine.'

His name is Ravage.

That's appropriate.

He got hurt, but he's gonna get better.

Let's finish what we started, okay?

Stop it. Stop!

- Not this. - Get off. I mean it, get off!

- 'Call him off!' - Oh, my gosh!

Call him off!

Stop, you..

'Keep going, Ravage!'

Attack his ass!

Damn it!

'Run away!'

Run away, you little college punk!

Psycho dog chased me three blocks.

Chomped your arm pretty good.

Lucky I didn't get friggin' rabies.

Sloane said someone was coming for her?

Probably lying.

Unless it was the person on the phone.

Who was she talking to, that time of night?

Someone who wasn't scared of a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

I could've called.

I d... I didn't mind coming in.

- Can I get you anything? Water? - No.

Just...tell me what's going on.

Um..

Sloane had fallen real...low...that night.

Ran into trouble.

What did she do..

...that was so low?

You don't need to know that.

I used to look up to her..

...so much.

Just think of her that way.

Skating, winning.

Yeah.

We should remember people at their best

not how they ended up.

Yeah.

So, what if we had lunch?

I couldn't do that, Meggie.

Not with you.

I'm just sad so much.

Last night I wasn't.

Me, too.

Detective.

Lilly.

You okay?

I've been staring at the little swirls

in this scotch for about an hour.

I've been there.

I haven't had a drink in eight years.

Well, don't start now.

But I never forgot how good it feels

knocking one of these back.

It turns bad real quick.

Thanks for coming so late.

We get into trouble

all times of night.

I was wondering about that.

There was a pull..

...right when we met.

Yeah.

This is a bad place. Let's go.

- I'm not sure we should. - I am.

Isn't it against the rules?

Don't worry, Lilly.

Oh, so that's how it works, huh?

What?

Girl calls you in the middle of the night..

...weak, needy.

That's when you score.

That's not what's going on here.

You know, I looked for you..

...tonight at the meeting in your area.

Yeah?

You know, they said you hadn't been there in years.

I go to a chapter near where I work.

They said you're not welcome at any meeting

'cause they don't trust you with women.

Well, you're obviously getting hostile.

Did Sloane get hostile?

Call you out on your act?

Sloane?

Well, she called you that night.

- No. - Phone records, Rick.

She asked for help.

And a good sponsor always comes running.

I tried to help her.

Like you tried to help me.

Yeah, and she was ungrateful, too.

Good reason to bash someone in the head.

I don't have to talk to you.

Well, my boss and partner are right outside.

You wanna talk to them?

I didn't know she was gonna lay there all night..

'...in the snow.'

How could you?

I didn't mean for that to happen.

'Ravage!'

Ravage, come back!

'Please.'

Come back, boy!

You're my test. You're my way back.

Please!

- Please! Please.. - Sloane.

- Rick! I lost my dog! - We're going home. Come on.

- I've gotta find him. - It's cold out here.

- Come on. - He's my test.

And if I can take care of him

and be good for him..

...then I can do it for Seth and the babies.

- Okay, okay. - Rick, I did such a bad thing.

Booze does that to us.

I don't know how I'm gonna live with myself.

Help's right here.

- I'm sleepy. - Let's get you to bed.

- Come on. - No, I got to find Ravage.

- For God's sake, it's freezing! - He took care of me.

Now I gotta take care of him.

- So get in. - Ravage!

We'll drive around, and we'll call for him.

- Ravage! Come back. - Come on.

Please, come back. Please.

- Ravage! - 'Oh, God!'

- He needs a vet! - Just leave it, Sloane.

Leave it?

With warm bath and a bed

you're not gonna be thinking about a dog.

- Oh, God! You're sleazy! - Excuse me?

I'm so drunk I can't even see and you wanna screw me?

I'm trying to help you.

I just whored myself for a drink.

- Watch your mouth. - I'm in the gutter.

And you still want a piece?

- You must be desperate. - It's late and it's freezing.

And you're starting to piss me off!

- You're lower than me, Rick. - I'm lower than you?

That is funny.

Because you are nothing!

And even I won't have you.

Ah!

Don't you talk to me like that!

- I gotta go sleep. - You go to hell!

What do I care?

I'm still gonna help Ravage.

Screw you, Sloane.

Screw you, you sloppy..

...stumbly drunk!

'Sleep, and it'll all be better.'

It's all gonna be better.

♪ She'll let you in her house ♪

♪ If you come knockin' late at night ♪

♪ She'll let you in her mouth ♪

♪ If the words you say are right ♪

♪ If you pay the price ♪

♪ She'll let you deep inside ♪

♪ But there's a secret garden ♪

♪ She hides ♪

♪ She'll let you in her car ♪

♪ To go drivin' 'round ♪

♪ She'll let you into the parts of herself ♪

♪ That'll bring you down ♪

♪ She'll let you in her heart ♪

♪ If you got a hammer and a vise ♪

♪ But into her secret garden ♪

♪ Don't think twice ♪

♪ You've gone a million miles ♪

♪ How far'd you get ♪

♪ That place where you can't remember ♪

♪ And you can't forget ♪

♪ She'll lead you down a path ♪

♪ There'll be tenderness in the air ♪

♪ She'll let you come just far enough ♪

♪ So you know she's really there ♪

♪ Then she'll look at you and smile ♪

♪ And her eyes will say ♪

♪ She's got a secret garden ♪

♪ Where everything you want ♪

♪ A million ♪

♪ Miles away ♪

Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.