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Freeze!

I'm not the one you
need to worry about.

Sun baiyi.

Thanks.

So, where is it?

Give me a moment to look.

You know, it still
kind of blows my mind

that you knew Leonardo da Vinci.

Biblically.

Hmm. I loved him very much.

When we met, he
was not a legend.

Merely a starving artist.

Who you inspired to greatness.

Kind of sucks that he
got all the credit.

Right?

Such is history.

Many who shape it are
never acknowledged

for their achievements.

Hmm. Case in point.

This is what we came for.

Halt!

Two intruders in the
Da Vinci exhibit.

Landon!

Such violence is not necessary.

That's pretty ironic,
coming from you.

Now will you tell me

how you know that can
help us defeat Malivore?

Because I made it.

Still as handsome as ever.

Oh, admit it.

You totally missed me.

I'm not going to dignify
that with an answer.

I will, however, indignify
it with a question.

How are you even here?

Long story short, uh,
someone chopped off my head.

Woke up in the blackness,
endless loneliness,

suffering, existential
agony, blah blah blah.

And then an
industrious Triad witch

brought me back to
the here and now.

Where you've obviously made

no progress in killing Malivore.

We did manage to lock
him in a prison world.

Well, there's no prison

that will contain my father.

You know it.

Is he still sending monsters?

A couple.

Jo, stop giving him information.

That goes for you, too.

Then he's up to something.

But lucky for us, I have a plan.

What kind of plan? Not
interested. Ad somnum.

Lizzie... Don't.

Okay? Have you
completely forgotten

that Clarke once
faked being Vardemus,

turned Josie evil,

and then tried to
hijack your body?

Not to mention a zillion
other shady things.

We are not trusting him.

Fine, then what's your plan?

Take him back to the school

and let the grown-ups deal
with something for once.

So,

do we have your permission?

I don't know.

Cleo made it pretty
clear when she left the school,

she wasn't interested
in being found.

Yeah, so did MG, but
you got him back.

And now he and I are good.

And in that same spirit
of open communication,

there's just some

stuff I got to get off my chest

that I didn't get a chance
to before Cleo took off.

And continuing
in that same spirit,

we were hoping that you'd
want to help us find her

so we didn't just find a witch

to do the spell
behind your back.

Well, I do appreciate
you coming to me.

And as a matter of fact...

Last night two thieves
broke into a museum

in Alexandria and
stole a sculpture

on loan from the
Italian government.

When the guards on duty
attempted to subdue them,

one spontaneously fell asleep.

The other was
violently assaulted

but not before he
managed to get a look

at his assailants.

What?

Why would Cleo rob a museum?

And when'd she
team up with Landon?

I don't know, but
that sculpture is

from the studio of
Leonardo da Vinci.

Likely had something
to do with Cleo's past.

She won't have much of a future
if she keeps pulling B and Es.

My thoughts exactly.

Permission granted

for our first official
superhero mission?

Cover up their tracks.

Figure out what they're up to.

Discreetly.

Discreet Dynamic
Duo on the case.

Are you ready for
this, old chum?

Yeah. To the Batmobile, yo.

Yeah.Thanks.

My blood
sugar is crashing,

and my bladder is splashing.

I'm gonna go grab some snacks.

Anyone want to come with?

I will once the tank is full.

In the meantime, can you
get me a Razzleberry slush?

Only because genetics
dictate that I love you.

Hope?

Seeing Clarke must be
traumatizing for you

after everything that happened.

I'm starting to think
that traumatized is

my permanent resting state.

Don't you think that'd change

if we ended Malivore,
once and for all?

I do.

But if you think Clarke
is gonna help that...

What I think is that

our only other option is
me going full Tribrid.

You said we'd find another way,

but What if this is it?

Then we can figure
it out at the school,

which Clarke's lies almost
destroyed, along with me.

And as much as I believe
that everybody deserves

a chance at redemption,

I cannot bring myself
to trust Clarke.

Neither should you, Hope.

You're right.

I'll just have to
find another way.

Your actions could have
jeopardized my entire mission.

You're seriously gonna
lecture me about violence?

I literally had to stop
you from murdering Hope.

This is our mission.

We're supposed to
be in this together.

Yes, we are, but
after last night,

I've realized you're not

the same Landon Kirby
I saw in Hope's heart.

Oh, you mean the fake
Landon Kirby you created

in order to fool Hope into
thinking you had saved me

from the prison world?

That Landon Kirby?

I have spent centuries
running from Malivore.

All that I have
done, right or wrong,

has been so I may stop doing so.

That is why I agreed
to this partnership.

Because I believed
you, of all people,

would understand this.

Wonderful.

I've lost my keycard.
Tell me you have yours.

Look...

I want Malivore gone
as much as you do.

But for this to work,
you're gonna have to learn

to trust me.

You have 30 seconds to
convince me of your plan.

28 seconds, now.

W... If Malivore's
still sending monsters,

that means there
has to be a portal.

I can lead you to it.

Five seconds. How?

Those portals are Malivore mud.

You know what else is
made of that stuff?

Me.

One locator spell, and we
both can finally be free.

Son of a bitch.

Aren't you two a little
young to be detectives?

This is our first case.

So please, just
help us crack it.

Are these the two perps

that you encountered?

That's them... She
stole the sculpture,

and he

he beat the crap out of me.

I'll never forget their faces.

Well, sir

you're about to.

You don't remember anything...

The perps' faces,
what they stole.

Walk away.

So?

Have you given it any thought?

Oh, y-yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got a couple superhero
names worked out right here.

Fire and Ice. Tooth and Nail.

Hustle and Flow.

I'm Flow.

Cool, um...

But I kind of hate all of those.

What I meant was,

have you given any more thought

to what you're gonna say
to Cleo when we find her?

Oh... that.

Yeah. I mean,

I don't know. I...

I'm just gonna lay it all

on the table, you know.

Straight up tell her how I
feel, just like you said.

Now all we got to do is
figure out where Cleo

and Landon are holed up

and why you're
crouched on the ground,

sniffing stuff.

Boom.

Bump and Grind.

Killing it.

Why are we stopping here?

So there won't be any witnesses.

: Relax, I'm
only sort of kidding.

As a general rule, I
like to practice magic

without any prying
eyes around, so...

Oh, speaking of that, uh,

don't you think we should get

a little further away
from the Wonder Twins

before we do anything?

You're stalling.

What are you not telling me?

I...

Okay, fine. Have it your way.

Imitantor pupulis.

Not that spell again.

Clarke, when are you ever
gonna learn your lesson?

Hope, I promise. I've changed.

Okay? I'm not the
monster you think I am.

Yeah. We'll see.

That's not Malivore mud.

Like I said,

I've changed.

Pada si ibi ti wa.

You made that from Maligoo?

I did.

It is quite malleable,
much like clay,

very artist-friendly.

So, let's say this spell works,

we find the portal.

What next? We seal
it, obviously.

How?

We need Hope's blood for that.

I took some from the
school's medical supplies

when Hope and I were
running tests on the golem.

This will trap Malivore in
the prison world long enough

to find a way to eliminate him.

And as a muse, I am confident
inspiration will come.

The mud is not moving.

What does that mean?

It means the spell has
failed for some reason.

And that all this
was for nothing.

Nobody at school is

answering the phone.

So, what, we're just
supposed to walk home?

I'm more concerned about Hope.

Clarke obviously talked
her into doing something,

and it's probably not good.

Hope made her choice.

And she clearly
didn't choose us.

Then I guess my next
question is "Why?"

I'm guessing it has to do
with Malivore's other son.

As usual.

Landon makes Hope happy.

Though, admittedly,
their breakup

probably wasn't the best
for her mental state.

Which is why we need to
strike while the iron is hot.

Strike what, exactly?

Hope is technically single
and ready to mingle,

so this is our shot
to break that cycle.

And, as her two best
friends in the entire world,

it's practically our sacred duty

to help her find someone new.

Before she inevitably
moves heaven and earth

to try and get back with Landon.

You're saying it
is our sacred duty

to get Hope a rebound?

Mm-hmm.

Lizzie, with who?

We can't afford to be picky.

Anyone who won't dissolve
into a puddle of goo

when they have sex will do.

I am more concerned
about Hope's actual life

than her romantic one.

Clarke is a master
manipulator and a killer.

And, what, you think
some eligible whatever

is gonna just fall
out of the sky?

Saltzman twins. Do
you need a lift?

Target acquired.

If you are here to try
and make me feel better,

you will only fail, as I have.

Well... we're still partners.

So I got to try.

You know, I know what
it's like to feel trapped.

That no matter what you
do, you can't break free.

When I was in the prison world,

I was always looking
over my shoulder.

Being constantly
pursued by monsters.

I never knew how I
was going to get out.

Or if or when
Malivore might show up

and devour me all over again.

I felt the same way

after I escaped his
captivity and fled to Italy.

There, I found love,

and I swore I would never
be his prisoner again.

You won't be.

How can you be so sure?

I can't.

But I can promise that

anyone that wants to get to you
is gonna have to go through me.

In that case, you were right.

You feel better?

Yes.

But more importantly, I
believe I must trust you.

Because I've just
had another idea.

Are you kidding me with this?

So you're human now?

Thank you for
acknowledging the gravity.

I-It's a pretty big
life moment for me.

And it's going to be a short one

if you don't explain yourself.

I will. But can you
drop the mimic spell?

Okay, I can't focus.

Thank you.

So,
several decades ago,

when I was working for Triad,

I set out to find a
way to break the cycle

of torment and abuse my father
keeps putting me through.

But I couldn't figure out how,

until I learned of an artifact

that was capable of
granting my heart's desire.

Made by Leonardo da Vinci,

which had a muse
locked inside of it.

You opened it?

I spent years
trying. How the hell?

Yet another burden

that being the Tribrid makes me

uniquely suited to carry.

A muse, huh?

Well, I guess that explains
how sleeping with that artifact

under my proverbial
pillow inspired me

to use a witch to
bring me back to life.

Yeah. In annoyingly human form.

Oh, well, I've always
wanted to be a real boy.

Because it means Malivore
can't control me.

It also means that
you pitched me a plan

that you knew would never work.

I never say never. Just

give it a minute, will you?

You're missing what's
important here, Hope.

I've got literal
skin in the game now.

Okay? I'm not
trying to trick you,

because once Malivore
finds out I'm free,

he's going to want to kill me.

And if that happens,

I won't just resurrect like you

or my birdbrain little brother.

Okay, wh... Uh, I'm
clearly missing something.

Landon's not a phoenix anymore.

And he's not my
boyfriend either, so...

Before you ask... don't.

Huh.

I always thought you two
were destined to be together.

Well, destiny disagrees.

There's not a damn thing
I can do to change it.

The spell

it's working.

Well, so much for never.

I guess blood is
thicker than mud.

Shut up. Get in the car.

I know you're
dying to get there,

but I'd like to avoid
dying on the way.

So... slow down?

The minute that we
close that portal

is the same minute that we never
have to see each other again.

So I suggest you buckle
your human ass up. What?

That is not what this is
about and you know it.

It's about Landon.

Did you forget our little
chat about destiny?

He was born to be
Malivore's vessel

and I was born to
be the only one

capable of destroying Malivore.

So... That's
about as incompatible

as dating a guy who has cats.

Well, hey. If a mud man
like me can beat his fate

maybe you crazy kids can, too.

But you already believe
that, don't you?

All right, we're close.

Take the next exit.

Wait, I-I'm confused.

So who's gonna be Sound

and who's gonna be Fury?

It's a work in progress.

Just know we got Cleo and
Landon's tracks covered.

And a lead on their location.
The Morning Bird Motel.

We're headed there now.

All right, I'll meet
you there. Nice work.

Got about an hour
before we see Cleo.

Yeah.

You might want to practice

what you're gonna say.

Man, I been playing out

what I'm gonna say
in my head for days.

I can really only
think of one thing.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for

not taking her word
when I should have.

And damn sorry for
not telling her

how I felt when
I had the chance.

'Cause, to tell you the truth,

it's been a long-ass
time since anyone ever

made me feel like I
do when I'm with Cleo.

And ain't no one ever

inspired me to want

to open my heart and

I don't know, be the
best version of myself

the way she makes me want to be.

So what you think?

She gonna feel that,

or am I gonna crash and burn?

Look out! What?

Damn, man, this is bad.

Ambulances aren't here yet.

Folks down there could be
hurt. We got to do something.

What about Landon and Cleo?

They'll just have to wait.

'Cause it's hero time.

I'm not saying
that Hope Mikaelson

is my own personal hero.

I just don't know

what any of us at this
school would do without her.

So you've been saying
the whole ride here.

Though I'm not exactly sure why.

I just want you to know
how awesome Hope is.

'Cause she is.

Oh, yeah. For sure.

I had no idea

this place was so fancy.

I get why you wanted
to come back here, Jo.

Sure beats public school.

Why don't I give you a tour?

And then we can keep talking.

That sounds like a
really bad idea, Lizzie.

We still have to
tell Dad about Hope's

surprise field trip.

You're right.

Which is why you should
run along and do that

while I show Ethan Hope's
home away from home.

Sound good?

Great. I'm in.

Finch. FINCH: What's up?

Jo? Hey.

I got worried when you didn't
show up for Magical Agronomy.

When'd you get back?

Just now. It's
been, um... a day.

Are you okay?

Um...

Long story. I'll tell you later.

Right now I need your help.

Okay?

When was the last time
you inspired someone this way?

Not since the Renaissance.

Unless you count the time

I had Hope make
that golem of you.

Which, for the record...

Impressive.

When we lived in Florence,

Leonardo and I would
wake every morning

to watch the sun rise
from the Ponte Vecchio

while my powers
inspired his creativity.

Sounds romantic.

It was more than that.

It was the ultimate
demonstration

of our love and trust,

which gave rise to his
greatest creations.

Perhaps it will do
the same for you,

so that you can help
me against Malivore

as Da Vinci once did.

Following in the footsteps of
the greatest Renaissance man.

No pressure there.

It is good that
you are humble, but

you need not be afraid.

Simply focus your thoughts

and true inspiration
will come, hmm?

I'm not feeling anything.

It will come.

Just look into my eyes and
open up your mind to me.

What do you feel now?

The world is a... pebble

in a vast, infinite
ocean of light

and darkness,

full of possibilities.

It is not a pebble,
it is a seed.

The shell of an idea.

Now, narrow your
focus on our problem

and pick it up.

Allow the idea

inside to take root and grow.

Landon, I love you.

I know what I have to do.

Hope.

What are you doing here?

Better question is:
What were you two doing?

Well, this is awkward.

Clarke.

Baby brother.

Have we met before?

I'm totally getting a vibe.

Who is this tall, strange man?

Someone I cannot believe Hope
actually agreed to work with.

Not work is more like
it. The spell we did

was supposed to lead
us to the portal.

Not you.

And definitely not you.

We were also searching
for the portal.

In Landon's eyes?

How'd that go?

Let me speak with her.

What exactly are we
trying to cover up?

Everything. We need to
hide anything magical

before Ethan sees
something he shouldn't.

So what if he does?
Can't you have a vampire

wipe his mind? Been
there, done that.

I already
feel guilty enough.

: Why?

What'd you do to him?

Please just help me.

This way
to the dorm lounge.

Oh, God, they're
here. Invisique.

Next we'll swing by the studio,

so I can show you some
of Hope's amazing art.

Somebody actually once
offered her $91,000

for one of her sculptures.

Wow, that's a rather large

and oddly specific number.

Because she's awesome.

I'll tell you what
I think is awesome,

is that cannon of yours.

You were dropping dimes

at last year's
flag football game.

That's a pretty big
compliment, coming from you.

This school must have a field.

For wickery.

Which is like, um,
nerd football. Uh...

I think the Swedish invented it.

Right.

Do you want to go
toss the ball around?

You can tell me even more
about Hope while we do.

Deal.

Invisique saeclum.

That was close.

Finch?

How did you pull it off?

Becoming human, I mean.

And would you stop
going through my stuff?

I'd be happy to.

If you tell me what you and
what's-her-face were doing

when we showed up.

Oh, come on.

I'm Team Good Guy now.

All about redemption.

There's no judgment
in this dojo.

You might be human, but
you'll always be a monster.

It's in your blood.

Yeah, well, look who's talking.

Besides, if you've changed
so much, why can't I?

And make no mistake, you have.

Because the Landon I knew would
have never have left Hope.

I'm a son of Malivore.

Like you.

Which means Hope and I
have no future together.

I've finally accepted that.

You kids give up too easy.

Look, I know we hate
each other and all, but

don't we hate our
father even more?

This is our chance to
stick it to the old man

and be what he never
wanted us to be.

Brothers.

You're out of your mind.

Dad must have really
done a number on you

in the darkness
this time around.

That's weird.

Because Hope's the
only person I told

about being sent
back to the darkness.

Damn.

Take it easy on me. Why?

You didn't take it easy
on us at last year's game.

Sorry.

Your arm.

That was a really stupid
thing for me to say.

Ah.

Maybe things happen
for a reason.

Besides, it's not
like you broke it.

Hey, it's all good.

You okay?

We're supposed to be
talking about Hope.

I know we've covered
a lot of ground,

but do you have any questions?

Now that you mention
it, do you always spend

this much time worrying about
other people's romantic lives?

Not until very recently.

But it beats talking
about my own.

Oh, come on. It
can't be that bad.

Try me.

Uh...

I was seeing this
guy named Sebastian

not too long ago.

But he had to relocate.

Like, permanently.

He had a bit of a
drinking problem.

Hmm.

And then there's this guy
at school and we've had

this whole "will they,
won't they" thing forever.

Just when I thought we might...

Long story short, still single.

Well, I'm sure someone
will come along.

You're sweet,

but I don't need your sympathy.

Hope does, however.

She's fiery, you know?

You'd totally balance her out.

So if you're free on Friday,

I might be able to set
something up for you.

It's getting pretty late.

We should probably head back
before you fumble again.

Come on.

Hope, wait. Let me explain.

Why? If it's anything
I've learned today,

it's not gonna change anything.

I believe it will.
And even if I'm wrong,

I'd like you to understand
why I did the things

I've done that may have
caused you any pain.

Well, you tried to kill me,
and now you're shacking up

with my ex-boyfriend, so
yes, Cleo, there's pain.

I know. And I am truly sorry.

Looking back, I now see how the
drastic measures I took to try

and put an end to Malivore
had unintended consequences.

Not just for me
but for the people

I've come to regard as friends.

Especially you, Hope.

More than anyone, you
understand as I do

what it means to bear the burden

of a destiny you cannot escape.

And a fate you must face alone.

Everyone keeps telling
me I'm not gonna have to.

But I'm not sure I believe that.

As for Landon,

all he and I have ever
shared is our mission.

I swear it on the
blood of my ancestors.

It's none of my business.

But in case you're
lying to me again,

you should know
I still love him.

And I want him to be happy.

Even if it's not with me.

Then you should tell him that.

Hope, one last thing.

When this is finally over and
Malivore has been destroyed,

I... I really hope you and
I will become friends again.

Landon?

Clarke?

No, don't try to talk,
it's making it worse.

I have a way that
I can heal you.

Don't fight me on this.
My blood can save you.

Unless it's toxic to
your Malivore DNA.

You'd be sent back
to the darkness.

Is that a risk that
you're willing to take?

I have another way
I can heal you, but

I'm warning you,
it's gonna suck.

Incendia.

You still got
Thanks.

And you should get to
thinking about how you intend

to ask out Hope.

Well, last I heard,
she has a boyfriend.

Who's out of the picture now.

And in the spirit of
keeping it that way,

what about that date?

Listen, Lizzie, I-I think
you're an amazing wingwoman, but

if I'm being honest,

I'm kind of into someone else.

Why didn't you mention
that before now?

'Cause I didn't know.

Whatever.

You know what? Whoever she is,

she does not hold a
candle to Hope Mikaelson.

Come on, tell me her
name and I'll prove it.

What are you doing?

Stealing a car.

Don't tell me theft

is suddenly a problem for you.

We have to go now.

Go where? Did you
speak with Hope?

I don't need her, thanks
to your inspiration.

I thought we were partners.

So my needs should matter, too.

What idea did I inspire in you?

Could you just get in the car?

I'll explain on the way.

I thought you trusted me.

And I did.

But until you tell
me your intentions,

I am not going
anywhere with you.

You know, I was really hoping
it wouldn't come to this.

I wasn't gonna make it.

Then these two guys
with masks showed up.

Never got a chance to thank 'em.

Man, first of all,
these are dope.

And second, everybody's safe.

And so are our
secret identities.

And now

all we got to do is figure
out our superhero ones.

Second order of business

after you finally deliver
that big speech to...

Hold up, weren't you
supposed to talk to somebody?

Not that I can recall.

Landon? You all right?

Oh, God.

Close enough.

Your turn.

Dr. Saltzman. What
are you doing to him?

That is not Landon, Hope.

Where's Cleo?

Who's Cleo?

You're right. It's not Landon.

It's Malivore.

How are you feeling?

Sore.

And surprised,

'cause you clearly
saved my life.

Oh, God. What,

does this make us friends?

Hmm, frenemies at best.

Well, being a human sucks.

But it sure beats
the alternative.

Just wait till you
get the hospital bill.

Still, uh, I owe you one.

So, FYI,

it wasn't your ex who gave me

what I'm hoping
will be a sexy scar.

Landon isn't who you
think he is, Hope.

Literally. Yeah, I know.

I would have known sooner

if I had just allowed
myself to see it, but...

Instead, I let him
convince me that it was

his struggle to survive
in the prison world

that changed him from the person

that I know better
than just about anyone.

Malivore finally
got what he wanted.

His vessel. He's been hiding
in plain sight ever since.

I told you he was
up to something big.

Destiny, huh?

Maybe you were right.
There's no fighting it.

I don't know. I was
thinking the opposite.

Thanks to you, as
crazy as that sounds.

Against all odds, you
escaped the darkness,

beat your fate.

More importantly,
you did it yourself.

Alone.

That's exactly what
I'm gonna have to do

when it's time to face mine.

But I didn't do it alone.

I-I needed help to get
out of the darkness.

Just like you're going to
need help against Malivore.

So, while I get why you
feel like being the Tribrid

is your own burden to bear,

don't lose sight of
what's in your corner.

The thing I've never had.

What's that?

Friends.

A family.

There you are.

Been looking everywhere for you.

Figured I'd make myself scarce

to avoid another close encounter
of the non-supernatural kind.

So, you're not mad at me?

Relax.

You're not getting
rid of me that easily.

But as a werewolf

whose family never
told her she was one...

let's not make a habit
of keeping secrets.

Okay?

Like whatever the deal was

with Bro-ey
McBro-erson back there.

Last year,

I did black magic

during a football game,

and I completely ruined
Ethan's football career.

And then this year,

MG had to compel Ethan to
forget the supernatural world,

and it cost him
their friendship.

We have hurt Ethan

in so many ways he
doesn't even know.

And I just don't want to
see him get hurt again.

Not by me and not by my sister.

Your sister is a lot.

But her meddling
in our relationship

ended with me being here

with you.

So why don't we both
look on the bright side

instead of always
dwelling on the past

and assuming the
worst, because maybe...

Just maybe,

things will be
different this time.

: Oh, God.

What happened?

With my plan?

Epic fail.

Ethan asked meout.

And I'm pretty sure I said yes.

No. No.

Man, see? Man, all the good ones

are already taken.

Maybe our bar

for superhero names
is just too high,

which makes sense,
because, I mean,

we were pretty dang super today.

Truer words, my dude.

Hey. Hey, guys.

Uh... I'm sorry to make

your Fortress of
Solitude less so.

Not at all, Dr. Saltzman.

Is everything okay?

No. No, we've lost
another student today.

What?

Who was it?

Someone you no longer remember.

I didn't, either, until
Hope filled me in.

Malivore strikes again.

Trust me, I'll get to him
in a minute. But right now,

this person meant a
lot to you, Kaleb.

And remembering her is

gonna hurt,

so I just wanted to
give you the option.

I mean, if she was important,

of course I want
to remember her.

Harae-tamai.

Kioku Yomigaerashi-tamae.

Well, did it work?

Well,

I remember Cleo now, so yeah.

If only her being
devoured by Malivore

could have been avoided.

I'm sorry. To her and to you.

Why did you ditch us?

Especially since
we've been over this.

Did our saving the galaxy
together mean nothing to you?

Actually, it meant everything.

It took Clarke, of all people,
to really make it set in,

but I promise I
won't do it again.

What kind of promise?

Panda promise.

Well, you're just lucky

that we had a good day
while you were gone.

But you are totally
on Panda Probation.

In that case, come with me.

: Hello?

Is anyone there?

On second thought,
forget that I asked.

Okay.

Whatever that is,

it must be better
than this place.

Well, this looks like a party.

We want our friends back.

There's something I want, too.

Fate's a bitch, isn't it?