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[Call rings]

- MAN: Hello, thank you for holding.
- Yes.

I'm sorry to say,
we don't have them.

Now look, I ordered those rats
two weeks ago.

What do you need them for?

MASSEY: You don't need to know
what I need them for.

Suffice it to say,
I've already bought the cage.

It clearly states on the website
that new regulations...

No, no, no, no, no,
don't even begin

- to blame Brexit.
- There's nothing we can do.

Well that
is an absolute disgrace

and you can go
and boil your bastard head!

[Line disconnects]

[Screaming]

[Continues screaming]

[Theme music playing]

♪ Always a fight
Keep your mind intact ♪

♪ Re-live the fire
When you're looking back ♪

♪ 'Cause it's over

♪ Yes, it's over

♪ When it's all over

♪ Life just seems a dream

♪ Yet it's so real

♪ So real

♪ When it's all over

♪ All over

[Upbeat music playing]

Lake?

Hi.

Turns out, I'm still
the ICE contact on your phone,

in case of emergency?

You fainted on the street?
What are you doing here?

I'm back in England.

I'm doing a seminar
on public ethics.

- At UCL?
- Yeah.

Which department?

The Department
of Public Ethics. It's new.

You said you're back
in New York?

Yeah, yeah I got an apartment
in Queensbridge.

I've got a great view
of Manhattan.

Yeah.

The nurse gave me this.

They had to cut it away
from your neck.

- Hannah, we...
- You were living in London the whole time?

Lake!

Did everyone else know?

Let's talk, all right?
Do you have my number?

It's 0-7-7-0-0-9-2-7-8-4.

Han, you deserve to be angry.

Okay, we had problems,
but I cut and run.

I guess I just wanted to be
in control of the situation...

Yeah, well that number's
not recognized, so...

Okay, well, I'm clearly
in a lot of pain right now,

so just call yourself from
my cell,

and I, I'm sorry,
but I gotta go.

What's your bullshit excuse?

I really shouldn't tell you this
but...

I'm on
the Ragdoll investigation.

What? Are you serious?
That psychopath?

He's actually a sociopath
with a delusional disorder.

I.E. the story that he tells
himself to rationalize his crimes,

it's essentially congruent
with reality.

It's like his armor.

Wait. When you can't control
a situation,

you make these
extreme decisions.

I mean, what are you gonna do
if you can't catch this guy?

We're gonna catch him.

And I'll be okay.

EDMUNDS: Call me!

The killer's buying
snakes online,

downloading deep-fake
voice tech,

but apparently GCHQ
can't find his IP address.

Makes you wonder what Edward
Snowden's banging on about.

Where did you sleep last night?

I wish you would tell me what
you were thinking occasionally.

You never know,
I might be able to help.

Oi, oi. Chin up!

Shut up, Rose.

BAXTER: Are you gonna be okay?

Yeah. I'm gonna tell everyone
it's a hipster ruff,

like I'm the Duchess
of Williamsburg.

You're not gonna drop dead
on me?

We all need to up our game.

I'm good. It's only a whiplash.

Do you want some privacy?

Oh, I left two officers guarding
Rose's flat last night.

But Rose decided
to swan off somewhere.

You weren't home?

[Door opens]

You can be a high court judge,
or you can go to Glastonbury.

You can't do both.
Yurt-bothering tit.

Wingate. Now that
Witness Protection has folded,

he's holed up in his house,

terrified another bent copper
is going to kill him in his sleep.

But he can't stay in his house.

I told him that. We've got an MI5
safehouse from tomorrow morning.

The spooks are kicking out some
Iraqi interpreter and her family.

Sleep well, sir.

The good news is Wingate
installed a security system

in his house two years ago,
after he let Mark Hooper walk.

And the bad news?

Fancy security systems
need planning permission.

So the house plans are now
readily available online.

So the CCTV's useless.

There'll be a blind spot,
there always is

and he'll find them
with the plans.

I'm assuming the house
has been swept

for the killer's bugs
and cameras?

Yeah, I'd assume so, yeah.

Sir, please tell me
you double-checked this

before you had this conversation
with him in his house?

It was swept. Every plug socket,
every light fitting.

Get him out of there
by hook or by crook.

Do it at gunpoint, I don't care.

Get him in a safehouse
and keep Houdini away from him.

BAXTER: I'll do it by myself.

Oh, sorry, ma'am.

Arthur Russell called.

BAXTER: Oh, God,
what does he want?

ROSE: Well...

BAXTER: You can only play the
Arthur Russell card in emergencies.

So this better
be Earth shattering.

ROSE: You'll see.

Unlike Simmons, I don't want to
be overheard when I'm plotting.

So Finlay was right,
all the plans are online?

Simmons can keep kidding himself

but none of this
is a coincidence.

If Wingate's holed up at home,

it's because either the killer
wants to kill him in there,

or he's waiting for us to move
Wingate and then he'll kill him.

So how do we save his life?

The killer can see
two moves ahead.

So we've got to be
three moves ahead.

We've got to create enough chaos
to get Wingate out of the house

without the killer seeing
where he went.

[Knocking at door]

[Knocking continues]

Yes?

Matthew Wingate? DI Baxter.

Can we have a word please, sir?

You're joking.

This is a sick joke.

- You want me to trust that man?
- Yes.

Because Rose is the last person

the killer would ever expect you
to bring into your home.

Is he housetrained?

ROSE: I'll ignore that, sir,
in the spirit of reconciliation.

You don't owe me anything.

But I can think
of several families

to whom you owe
a heartfelt apology.

Come on, hurry up.

Yes. It's a badge of honor.

Most judges become
totally passive,

amoeba in the wash. [Scoffs]

I prefer to rage.

[Alarm blaring]

Calm down,
it's the Ma fe Ginaar...

[Alarm continues blaring]

a stew I discovered
in Senegal.

Every Friday, I bring in a
big pot of something for lunch.

Every Friday?

Rain or shine.

The court system's
so underfunded,

some of our staff can't
afford to eat. Would you...

What the...

Daniel Airley walked the last 50
yards to football practice everyday.

The Mayor used his inhaler
every day.

The killer knows your routine

and the chances are he's gonna
plan on killing you in the next 24 hours.

So what are you doing about it?

[Dog barking]

Boots!

Boots! Here, here.

I can't hear myself think!

If you stay in this house,
you will die.

We can get you out of here.
Keep you somewhere safe.

We'll keep you there
until we catch the killer.

That could take years.

Would you prefer to be dead?

We can't tell Simmons the truth.

He's gonna start shooting
his mouth off.

Yeah. So we need Wingate
to tell Simmons,

okay, I'll go to the safehouse,

but I want to walk out
my front door,

with my head held high.
Because

because you've done
nothing wrong.

You're not going
to be intimidated.

Tomorrow morning,
Rose will help you get into a squib vest.

The fake blood things in films?

On the day,
there'll be police vehicles

outside the front of the house.

The minute Wingate
exits the house,

he steps outside and bang,
bang, he gets shot.

And if the shooting looks
real enough,

the killer won't know
what's going on.

I'll be outside,

keeping the other officers
out of the house.

We'll tell them you don't trust anyone,
except for us.

Then Rose will lead you
out of the house.

You detonate the squibs,
you'll have the trigger.

So Wingate gets "shot."

I'll direct uniforms
to spread out,

looking for a gunman
that doesn't exist.

Yeah. Then you and I
drag him back inside,

right through the house
and into the garden.

Wingate's what, er 12 stone?

Come here, lay down.

[Groans]

[Groans, chuckles]

Is that the best you got?

[Chuckles]

Let's do it.

If we tip off the press,

we could make it look like the
killer genuinely did shoot Wingate.

Who's gonna buy that?

The killer is meticulous,

he's not some off-his-meds slob,
he's not Mark Chapman.

Yeah but if Andrea wrote it up?

People will think
she's got the inside track.

She's definitely
not gonna buy it.

Maybe we should bring her in
on this?

I'd rather shit in my hand
and clap.

Hear me out.

Why did he send Andrea
the kill list?

To put himself in the spotlight.

Exactly! He gets off

on everyone knowing
how good he is.

Better than good. Mind-blowing.

No one likes to be told
they're a shit shag.

I'll take your word for it.
[Chuckles]

He's gonna know
we're stitching him up.

I want him making mistakes.

I want him making
deranged phone calls

that we can actually track.

That's how we get him, Bax.

He's only human.

JOY: Lovely looking girl,
Carnage Bae.

Love the hair.

Have you felt that lump before?

- You can't feel that?
- That's my skull.

[Sighs] Sometimes it takes
someone else to spot them.

My husband found the lump
on my breast.

That wiped the smile
off his face.

Oh my God, Joy...

Oh no, thank God,
in my case it wasn't cancer.

- It's just a fatty deposit.
- A what?

Funny how they measure them
in fruit. Tumors.

It's the size of a blueberry,
a grape, a satsuma, an apple.

I think about that every time
I eat a grapefruit. [Chuckles]

[Knock at door]

We're ready now.

Happiness!

Sorry to rush you along,
darling.

We've got an anti-vaxxer on,

only his kid gave him measles.
I need to cover up the welts.

Thanks, Joy.

[Door closes]

Can you turn off
your microphone?

You'll have to unzip me.

You can't blame me
for Carnage Bae.

I'm a dinosaur,
until about 2017,

I thought you said meme
in a French accent.

Kinda like segue...

"Me-may".

Tomorrow morning, Wingate's
going to be shot dead on his doorstep.

We need you to report it
as fact,

pin it on the killer.

Carefully-planned,
ritualized kills

suggests an inability
to improvise.

He'll start making mistakes.

Then, when we catch him,

you can reveal that Wingate
is alive and well.

I'm guessing you and Nathan
came up with this?

So why isn't he here?

Because I need to know
that you can behave yourself.

We're offering you two stories
for the price of one.

Assuming the killer
really does go to pieces.

He's not invincible,

you just made him look that way.

I'm really not interested
in him.

Dishonest institutions pose
a far bigger threat to people.

What do you know about honesty?

You sniff out cops

with an axe to grind
and get them shit-faced.

Or you just flat-out bribe them,
like Chambers.

Right now, you're not in a position
to lecture me on professional integrity

after what you have
just asked me to do.

But, I get the anger.

We've made
very similar sacrifices.

We have nothing in common.

There are some differences.

I punch up.
I'm not institutionalized.

And I can be wrong.

I can hold my hands up and say,
hey, I lost this round.

You're allowed to lose?

I can't win.

And you want my help with that?

Okay.

Kate?

Detective Sergeant Rose.

Have you got a minute?

Do you know Aquarium
in Shoreditch?

Club with
the indoor swimming pool?

Sure. They skimp
on the chlorine,

but it all adds to the Russian
roulette charm of the place.

Well, my chef de partie caught
noro-virus off one of the hot tubs.

So it's not a great time
to be honest.

I want to talk to you about
the murder of Teresa Shepton.

Look, what's your problem?

Teresa's boyfriend, Adam Malik,
he sold you heroin.

You saw Adam the night
he vanished.

You saw someone else
too. Didn't you, Kate?

I'm not an idiot.
I recognize you.

Your name's on that list.

There's only one reason you're
interested in Teresa Shepton.

The guy I saw, you think
it's the Ragdoll killer?

They call him the Faust.

I think you're the only
person to see his face and live.

Help us.

I knew that man was a psycho,
I could see it in his eyes,

but now I'm reading the papers
like everyone else

and he's some kind of genius.

- He's only human.
- That's not what it looks like.

And everyone that gets within
six feet of you winds up dead.

So piss off!

I'm gonna leave you my card.

I mean it, stay away from me.

The killer used this to track Eric
Turner's prison van yesterday.

Can you tell me
where he bought it?

I can run off a list
of suppliers.

It's not specialist equipment.

Hey, can you also

could you trace this number
for me? That would be amazing.

[Cell phone ringing]

Yeah, there's a scrambler on it.

It's a trick criminals use to secure
two-way comms with a victim.

What, like,
in a kidnap situation?

Kidnappers, blackmailers.

I explained all of this
to DS Rose.

He was asking about the same
number. I told him it's not on our system.

Wait, Rose thought this number
belongs to the Ragdoll killer?

It was a theory. He did
blackmail two of his victims.

You guys need to work on
your communication.

It very nearly
saved my marriage.

I heard the judge agreed to come
in tomorrow. What did you tell him?

Look, I need your help
on something.

Yesterday, I saw
you go above and beyond...

- I'm in.
- You didn't let me finish.

I mean, you can keep
flattering me.

I'm not flattering you. Yesterday,
you ignored a direct order.

Yeah! To protect you.

I told you to stay
with Eric Turner.

Wait. So, I'm responsible
for his death?

No, I'm not saying that.

But I need to know you can
do exactly as I say.

I need you to stay in your car
tomorrow, whatever happens.

You can trust me, ma'am.

Meet me at Wingate's at 5 am.

Well is Rose involved?

I'm not questioning
your judgment at all.

The less you know, the better.

What if I don't accept
those terms?

Rose and I both know
how good you are.

Are you in?

Yeah, I'm in.

DC Edmunds? Someone called
Hannah delivered this for you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, if you told me,
I forgot. Is Hannah your girlfriend?

Er, I don't think
I ever said. Did I?

I don't know, I'm asking.

Yeah. Yeah, that's her.
That's Hannah.

They bought this for counter-terror
training exercises at Hendon.

I've seen these squibs detonate.
The judge is going to look great.

Disgusting, but great.

Fancy an omelette?

[Clanking]

I did another sweep
of the house, by the way.

Definitely no bugs.

The best tequila
you'll ever drink,

from a tiny distillery
up in Los Altos de Pedro.

[Chuckles]

Three shots?

We're on duty, sir.

Oh, you can't refuse
a condemned man.

It's a peace offering, Rose.

You know, crime is born
of two things,

knobishness and need.

I now see that
you're not a knob.

I'm not a criminal, either.

Well, there we get into
the truth of your diagnosis.

[Clears throat]

You were psychotic when
you attacked Hooper.

But, you broke the law before
the trial too,

because you needed a conviction.

Can we blame all of that
on your PTSD?

It's a big day tomorrow. How about
we knock the booze on the head?

['70s music playing]

Don't bother with coffee. Drink!

BAXTER: Steady,
you'll put your back out.

Oh, my God.

Right, that's enough of that.
Thank you.

[Music playing on stereo]

Oh, if Simmons could
see him now...

I'm with Simmons on this guy.
I feel sorry for the yurt.

[Door closes]

Are you okay?

I'm sorry I got pissed off
about last night.

You didn't want protection. I
know I get a bit micromanagery.

Really? You put some water
in the pan,

then you turn the pan on.
Have you cooked pasta before?

It's obviously none of my business,
where you want to spend the night.

Was she right up your street?

Very floaty, very maternal?

You tell each other she's an old soul
but in the body of a much younger woman.

Wow, that's uncannily accurate.

That's why they pay me
the big bucks.

- Good night.
- Night.

BAXTER: [On radio] Um, Rose,
wake me up in a couple of hours

so that I can take over.

Nate?

I thought you might want
some company?

Get your arse back in bed!

Don't be boring.

I've put a lot of faith in you.
I've trusted you.

Yeah, well...

I'm going to sleep outside.
Lock the door. Don't come out.

But what if I need the loo?

[Door slams]

[Dog whimpering]

[Dog barks]

It's you.

Come here.

[Sighs]

[Floorboard creaking]

[Gasps]

- Aah!
- Aah! Shh...

I nearly lamped you. What
about Wingate? Is he all right?

[Laughing]

He just tried to come onto me.

I'll kill him myself.

No. I don't need you
killing anyone.

It was just
a bit creepy, all right?

You can put your dueling
pistols away.

- [Baxter chuckles]
- [Rose sighs]

What happens to us
if we get fired?

Teaching?

I mean, to us.

Did we become mates
out of a process of elimination?

Like, my brothers, they think
I'm mad doing this job,

they don't want to know.
It's not fair on mum,

telling her about the time I
couldn't resuscitate a four-year-old?

I can't talk to anyone.

Except you.

[Sighs]

You never talk about
the hospital.

Every time I think about it,
it's like a big hole opens up in me.

When you saw cops
outside your flat,

did it make you feel like you
were back inside there? Locked up?

It reminded me
how much you care.

That's what made you run away?

I felt ashamed.

You deserve
so much better than me.

- It's the dog.
- [Exhales]

Did you drink
some of that tequila?

What?
That's a weird thing to say.

No, I'm just asking,
I'm not judging. Was it good?

I drink the same as any man
in our department.

You wouldn't be up my arse
if I was any of those lot.

Yeah, cause I don't give
a toss about them.

[Whispers] Oh, God.

[Sirens approaching]

[Cell phone ringing]

- Hello?
- I'm clearing out.

I'm about to get on a plane.

BAXTER: Rose who is it? Rose?

It's, it's okay. All good.

BAXTER: Rose, I can hear you.
Who's on the phone?

[Whispers] Can I call you later?

No. I'm really late.

Where are you headed?

You think I'm gonna tell you
over the phone?

The minute I get to security
that's it, I'm done.

You will never
hear from me again.

Okay, okay. Give me two minutes.

I need to find somewhere quiet.

Rose? Where are you going?

I have a lead on the killer,
a possible eyewitness.

- How? Who is it?
- Stay in the car.

Whatever happens, stay in there.

Wait, wait, who is the witness?

Rose?

[Phone vibrating]

ROSE: The killer is outside
the house.

What? What does he look like?

Don't know. He phoned me to brag,
he couldn't resist.

I can't trace the call,
it was a blocked number.

Look I am deeply sorry
about last night.

The strain got to me.

I think we were all
very emotional...

Go back upstairs, now,
lock the door. Don't come out.

Wait for Rose.

What did he say?

He thinks we're moving Wingate
to the safe house this morning.

He doesn't know
about the squibs.

I'm searching the streets
at the back of the house.

You search the front.

I'll tell the officers outside.

Don't. He could be disguised
as one of them,

or could have
blackmailed one of them.

We can't trust anyone, Bax.

[Sighs] Damnit.

You only go inside
if you hear someone in distress.

- You got that?
- Yes, ma'am.

Right, I'm here now.

All right, look, I don't know
if Adam killed Teresa Shepton.

But no way did he do a runner.

For one thing, I owed him a
grand. That's why I went round.

Only, he was a mess.

What do you mean?

Adam never got high.

But that night,
he was out of it.

Then a paramedic shows up.

What, so you called
an ambulance?

No. The paramedic just appeared.

He said I'd left the door open.

This paramedic,
what did he look like?

Uh, he was a stocky bloke,
strong, beard.

Was he white?

Yes, yeah.

Age, roughly?

Was he over 18?

Yeah, he was in his 30s.
Big blue eyes, kind of wet eyes.

Boxer's nose. Calm.

And we will be crossing live to a location
in central London soon, for some expected

significant developments
in the Ragdoll

who has become somewhat of
a celebrity in recent months...

[Sighs in relief]

[Hissing]

[Ominous music playing]

[Door creaks]

[Groaning in pain]

[Gasping]

[Boots barking]

Boots! No.

No, Boots!

[Grunts]

[Boots continues barking]

Sit.

These are your favorite.

Biscuit for the boy.

[Muted groaning]

[Cracks]

[Massey breathes heavily]

I am in charge
of my own feelings,

no matter how hard
it gets, I can do it.

I'm smart,

I deserve to be happy.

Stay in the car.

Hey, Boots, come here.

You're a good boy.

My little eyes and ears.

[Dial tone]

[Cell phone ringing]

Hey. I'm, I'm here,
sorry about that.

BAXTER: I'm outside. The
transport's being a pain in the arse.

Get the squibs on Wingate asap
and let's do this.

Got it.

- [Lock clicks]
- [Lid creeks]

[Sinister music playing]

WOMAN: Let me out!

I can't breathe!

Please!

[Edmunds gasps]

Simmons?

[Sniffs]

That's the trigger.

No.

[Cell phone ringing]

MASSEY: Rose, it's me.

You can bring
Wingate down now, mate.

ROSE: Will do.

- Hurry up.
- Cravat.

Really?

How did the press
find out about this?

You got the trigger?

What is he doing?

REPORTER: Bring him out!
Bring him out!

[Reporters clamoring]

Stop!

Get back!

[Gunshots]

[Hissing]

WOMAN: Get back!
Everybody get back!

[Sirens approaching]

[Baxter sighs]

Let me take the bullet.

Where did you go this morning?

Who was the witness
you spoke to?

Oh, Edmunds told you about that?

I asked Edmunds to tell me everything
she saw this morning. Who was it?

- I swore they could stay anonymous.
- Rose.

Who's the witness?

Look, I feel terrible,
of course I do.

I don't care how you feel.
I'm not your therapist.

I'm not asking,
this is a direct order.

Tell me who the witness is.

Tell me where you met them.
Tell me what they said.

SIMMONS: Baxter!

Let me take the bullet.

- I'm serious.
- You stupid, arrogant bastards!

It was my idea,
sir. DS Rose was following my orders.

SIMMONS: Spare me. This
has got Rose written all over it.

I was the senior officer.

I chose to mislead my SIO.

I put a member of the public
in danger.

I've got no excuse for
my behavior.

SIMMONS: I know Rose was
at your place two nights ago.

There's a reason
you don't shit where you eat.

Make yourself useful, Rose.

Now!

Unfortunately, you're the face
of this case now,

"Carnage Babe".

I'm not gonna be the whatever,

the "cis-het man"
who suspends you.

They'll be rioting
in the streets.

But there
has to be consequences.

We'll pin this on the killer.

We'll say he conned Wingate
into a bit of private enterprise,

faking his own death
without telling us.

If you do that, sir,
if there's no right or wrong,

no consequences,
then what are we even doing here?

The decision's
already been made.

Four deaths in less than a week.

You're Deputy SIO in name only.

You have no power, no autonomy.

There can't be exceptions for any officer,
in any circumstance.

That's what I thought.

But these days,
it's all about optics.

[Sighs in exasperation]

I gave him the keys. I told him not
to come in without a good reason.

He just needed the bathroom.

So the killer switched out the
fake blood for sulphuric acid,

kills PC Jarvis,

strips him
and escapes in the 7 minutes

between me leaving
and Rose coming back.

That's if we believe
Rose's story.

He says he didn't call you,

he says the killer used a
deep-fake to get you out of the house.

And the killer used my voice
to trick Rose.

So, why would Rose lie
about that?

If he made the call himself.

What, at exactly the same time

that the killer decides
to break in?

What if it's not a coincidence?

I think the killer
has an accomplice.

You think
Rose is the accomplice?

If Rose won't tell you
who he went to see this morning,

I don't know how you can believe
a word he says.

Stop! If you're seriously
making this sort of accusation

against another police officer,
theories won't cut it.

You need the facts.

Is there anything else
I should know about?

Yes, the back gate was open.

You mean the killer went
right past you?

- Did you see anything?
- You told me to stay in the car.

[Boots growls]

Finlay!

Get me some scissors.

- Here...
- What?

Look...

There is blood
around the dog's neck.

Then this could be your man.

[Amusing instrumental
music playing]

[Joy screams]

Oh, you frightened
the life out of me.

I'll take these.

My hero.

[Sinister music playing]

I had a tussle at work.

Occupational hazard.

You'll work yourself
to the bone.

I'm going to run you a bath.

[Giggles]

Hiya, you look worn out.

Listen, try not to
take it personally.

The shite
can get under anybody's skin.

I've got pretty good boundaries.

I hope you got somebody
looking after you.

Goodnight.

Night.

♪ Does he love me,
I want to know ♪

♪ How can I tell
If he loves me so ♪

♪ Is it in his eyes

♪ Oh no you'll be deceived

♪ Is it in his eyes

♪ Oh no you'll make believe
If you want to know ♪

♪ If he loves you so,
It's in his kiss ♪

[Cell phone ringing]

I'm having a tough time,
with Wingate, to be honest.

And then I heard you talking
about the squibs, ha!

Thanks for that!

One of the hardest things
about my line of work.

How to get
fresh eyes on a problem?

I'm glad we raised your game.

STATION TANNOY: We are sorry to announce
that the 5:15 train to London Fenchurch St...

[Grunts]

[Whispers] Fuck! Idiot!

STATION TANNOY: Please
stand clear of the platform.

[Cell phone ringing]

I've got an eyewitness
description of a stocky white man,

big blue eyes, a beard,

a broken nose,
maybe a medical professional.

Now, I can call up the CCTV
right now from...

Southend St. John's.

How many people
are on the platform?

Thirty?

Well, I wouldn't want you
running around

conducting a fatwah
against stocky white blokes.

We should meet.

So, we're gonna rebuild
the Ragdoll?

[Exhales sharply]
Shall I be eager?

[Laughs]

Man: What happens
if you do arrest me?

What are you going to do?

♪

Check downstairs!

Look around you. No one else
gets to be emotional.

I'm a dead man walking.

[Breathing heavily]

I'm, uh, in the archive.

Hmm. Sure sounds windy...
down there.

♪

[Theme music playing]