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-Matice, this is Dr. Ryan.
-What you a doctor of?

Economics.

Cool.

This is an international organization.

They have cells in France, Yemen, Syria.

His name is Suleiman.

So how come you're the only one
that knows about this mystery man?

I was just following the money.

9/11 cost half a million dollars.

Whatever he's planning
is a hell of a lot worse.

Paris was only the beginning.

I can't go to Yemen.
I'm an analyst.

I don't interrogate people,
I write reports.

Get on the plane.

You just try to look casual,
like you know what you're doing.

I do know what I'm doing.

Good. Tell your face.

Doc, do me a favor.
Watch your muzzle awareness.

Got kids that think I'm an astronaut.

For a guy who works behind a desk,
you seem to like the field.

- Could've stopped it.
- Oh, really?

You have a cape on under that shirt?

Suleiman is flying
to sneak a dirty bomb into the hospital.

You're looking at a nuclear fallout
that could kill hundreds of thousands.

This is it. We got him.

As I'm sure you've heard,
Greer's getting transferred.

Moscow. Deputy chief of station.

-Is that it?
-See you around, Bright Boy.

I want you to be the head of T-FAD.

Before he transferred,
Greer made this read book for you.

You impressed a lot of people
with your work on the task force.

Congratulations.

-And good luck.
-Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, officers.

It's probably none of my business...

but there is a young woman walking
back there with a man.

They were arguing
and he got a little rough with her.

Where?

Behind me. Over there.

You're late.

You had to get a room on
the seventh fucking floor?

What's all this?

Oh, if we're caught by the FSB,

we're lovers who met online.

You're not my type, General.

Do you have any water?

On the table.

You need a personal trainer,
I have your guy.

He used to be in Spetsnaz, then KGB.

Now he runs a gym.

Yeah, that'd go over real well.

Open it.

For your son.

-What about my wife?
-The deal was first your son,

then, if you continue to provide
valuable intelligence,

we can talk about your wife.

But we're not there yet.

You want to tell me about this?

Looks like a rocket.

Come on, Mikhail.

You're telling me the Kremlin
is not behind that?

I don't see any markings.

What makes you think it's Russian?

This was taken a month ago.

The ship is the Almeta.

It delivered the rocket and the payload

-to the South China Sea.
-Flag is Cyprus.

You know Russia uses
Cypriot-flagged vessels

to disguise arms shipments
to countries like Syria.

The company that owns this boat,

Vimalert, it's been used
by the Kremlin before.

And what business does Russia have

launching rockets
in the South China Sea?

Why? A test?

My concern is not the rocket, comrade.

It's what's on the rocket.

An unregistered satellite.

Currently in geosynchronous orbit
over Venezuela.

I haven't heard anything
about a satellite.

Can you find out?

This is the vessel number
for the Almeta.

If it helps.

All right.

-You okay?
-Yes, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I might be coming down
with a bug or something.

Mikhail.

The sooner, the better.

Hey. Asshole.

You went too far.

We know who you are.

We know what you are.

And we both have a job to do.

Did you think that was funny?

What did you do to him?

Nothing.
I barely touched him.

Hey! Get up, asshole!

What do we do?

Get the car!

Where are we going?

Botkin Hospital.

What if he dies?

The Americans might think
we did something to him.

Then, drive faster.
I'm not doing the fucking paperwork.

Do you want to do the paperwork?

Let's go!

Russia confirms
the successful firing

of its new hypersonic missile.

Putin claims it's invincible.

Russia's
Defense Ministry announced

two of its nuclear-capable
strategic bombers

arrived in Venezuela this week.

The Venezuelan crisis
has entered a new phase.

If Russia continues talks
about these undetectable missiles,

China will likely feel threatened.

It's been reported that
China has up to 300 nuclear warheads.

The CIA strongly believes
North Korea has accumulated

enough nuclear material to create

one or possibly two weapons.

So, the question will always be:

With what lens
are you watching the news?

Let's say you just got home from work,
you get through the door,

you turn on the TV,
and that's what you see.

What would you assume is the most
major threat on the world stage?

Anybody? Just call it out.
You don't have to raise your hand.

-Definitely Russia.
-" Definitely Russia."

That's confident. I like it.

Who says Russia?
Anybody agree with her?

Hands. Okay, great. Who else?

China.

Stop yelling at me,
but China is a good answer.

Anybody? Who else? China?

-North Korea?
-North Korea.

Any North Korea takers?

And, uh, Venezuela? Anybody?

No? Oh, yeah. One guy in the back,
little worried about Venezuela.

Everybody's cool with Venezuela?
No threat? Okay.

Let me ask you this:
Which one of these places can claim

to have the largest oil deposit
on the planet?

More than Saudi, more than Iran.

Wow. Okay.

What about things like gold?

More than all the mines
in Africa combined?

The fact is that Venezuela is arguably
the single-greatest resource

of oil and minerals on the planet.

So, why is this country

in the midst of
one of the greatest humanitarian crises

in modern history?

Let's meet President Nicolas Reyes.

After rising to power
on a wave of nationalist pride,

in a mere six years,

this guy has crippled
the national economy by half.

He has raised the poverty rate
by almost 400%.

Luckily for the rest of us,
he's up for reelection.

So, who's running against him?

This is Gloria Bonalde.

Now, Gloria is a history
professor turned activist.

She's running against him
on a social justice platform

and on the strength of,
in my humble opinion,

just not being an asshole.

Analyst predictions, as of today,

have the chances
of Venezuela's total economic collapse

at 87%.

On the news, they'll call it a crisis.

But on the world stage,
they'll call it a failed state.

If you've never heard that term,

other examples of a failed state
in recent history

are Yemen, Iraq and Syria.

And if that's not
bad enough news for you,

well, Venezuela is also
the only one of these places

within 30-minute range from the us.
of next-gen nuclear missiles.

You will not hear
about any of this on the news,

because the biggest players
on the world stage do not want you to.

To them, unstable governments

are nothing more
than the greatest of opportunities.

So, Russia, China can never be
the most major threat

until countries like Venezuela
leave the door open

to our very own backyard.

So, how'd I do?

Oh, it was good. Very good.

You may want to tone it down
with the whole "asshole" bit.

Folks on the Hill tend to
at least attempt to hide their bias.

Sad day in politics
when a senator can't get a seat.

Told you, you should make
those pins bigger.

Don't be an asshole.

Come on. We're gonna be late for dinner.

Yeah.

-I can't tell you...
-I think it is.

- Over and over.
- No, I think...

Surprise!

Whoa!

What?

This is amazing.

Are you kidding me?

Hi! Princess Victoria.

-Did you make that?
-Yeah.

-You did? It's beautiful.
-Yes.

-Hey, sweetie.
-Hi.

Gosh, look how big you are.

Dude.

You forgot our secret handshake.

All right, who did this?

-No way.

-You drew a dog going into a...
-It's a dragon.

It's a dragon.

And cupcakes?

I got to take a minute.

Why isn't this happening more?

Why am I just now finding...

I make... I make...

-I wish I had known earlier.
-No, no, no. Let me do this.

-No, no, no.
-Please. Please.

Don't even think about it.
Don't even think about it.

-Yeah, don't. He's got it.
-Wow, this is really...

This is really full-service.

-Here you go, my love.
-Thank you, mi amor.

Quite the handsome staff here, huh?

Yes, I know.

-Thank you, sir.
-Uh-huh.

And thank you for this.

This was really, uh...
This was really nice.

No, thank you for acting surprised.

-No, I was surprised.
-You were not surprised.

-I... I was pretty surprised.
-Mmm...

I was more scared, but...
By the way, you should know,

he never gave you up. Not once.

What are you two whispering about?

Nothing!

Hi.

Uh, is... Is Jack here?

Who are you?

Uh, a friend.

So, you work for the CIA, too?

Oh! Hey. Whoa.

Uh... Who...

No. No, I...
I work for the State Department.

If you really are a spy,
you'd know what I'm thinking right now.

What?

You are still mad
your mom said no cake before bed.

Am I close?

What happened, man?

You were supposed to be
at the auditorium.

Yeah, yeah. No, I'm... I'm sorry.

I got caught up with some stuff.

-Here you go.
-You got caught up with some stuff?

What kind of stuff?

Like, utmost-importance
national security stuff?

Or, like, "let's start
a dog rental business" kind of stuff?

-Okay, see, now that's not fair.
-What?

I was done with
that idea a long time ago.

-Oh, you did it?
-Yeah.

How'd it shake out?

Not great, obviously,
'cause you got a new one.

-Right.
-All right, what is this?

Well, this... This is a...

-This is a home run.
-Th is is used sneakers.

Well, it's vintage.

The... The term's...
Is "vintage."

-Oh, okay.
-And, yeah, dude, there's a...

There's a huge market for this shit.
I just need my...

-Is there?
-Yeah. They're huge.

I just need my expert Wall Street guy
to take a look.

Whoa. I'm not a Wall Street guy.
Don't say that.

All right, but this is the last time.

-My man.
-Okay.

And, look,
and there won't need to be another time.

There won't.

Because, I'm telling you,
this is a home run.

-" Home run." Yep.
-It's...

I mean, this is unreal.

Hey.

Happy birthday.

Aw, you shouldn't have.

Oh, great. Another Boy Scout joke.

Hey, they make the best blades.

I even had your initials put on it.

Thank you.

It's really nice.

This is the Almeta.

Two days ago. Caracas.

And look at this.

I was right.

Owned by a Cypriot shipping company.

And look there.

Holy shit. They were
pinged shipping arms

from Russia to Syria?

Oh, yeah.

And 12 hours ago,

these crates were photographed

leaving the ship
and going deep into the jungle.

Do we know what's in those?

No, we don't, but we do know
that where they're ending up

is a heavily guarded military facility.

Great.

I'll call Chapin.

So your concern is that the Russians

are secretly selling weapons
to Venezuela?

It would fit a pattern.

Dr. Ryan, I've heard
of needles in haystacks,

but this, this is something else.

You can see why
I made Langley loan him to us.

We have any intel out of Russia
that would bolster your theory?

Yeah, we're told that
CTC has someone in Moscow following up,

but we really need to start working
on the Venezuelan side of this.

I'm sorry, Jimmy.

I know you grew up down there,

but I don't see
how I can sell this to the committee.

Mr. Chairman,
Russia could be supplying Reyes

with anything from ICBMs
to chemical weapons.

They could be.

But this isn't evidence of anything.
This is a hunch.

Well, his last hunch
turned out pretty well.

And your country owes you
a debt of gratitude, Dr. Ryan,

but even you can agree
that a confirmation bias

is a dangerous thing.

You two have been looking

for this connection for months,
and now you see a couple

of photographs and call it proof.
It isn't.

Proof, no, but we do have motive.

Reyes needs Russian weapons
to fight back US. sanctions.

Now we have means.

A ship with a history
of moving Russian arms

is sitting in a Venezuelan port.

And opportunity?

A secret military operation
in the jungle.

That's enough to bring
to any world court.

At the very least,
we should be showing this

to the rest of the committee.

U.S. relations with Venezuela's
already on the brink.

This ends up in the news,
it's just gonna cause panic

and increase calls
for military intervention.

Sir, with all due respect,
we are way past the brink.

And a nuclear Venezuela,
you will not hear about in the news,

'cause we'll already be dead.

We need to find out
what's in those containers.

And, right now,
we have Special Activities Division

willing to give us a team

to go into the jungle
and get eyes on.

Oh, hang on, son. We are
not sending a black ops team

into a hostile country
on a fishing expedition.

Something goes sideways down there,

we're staring down the barrel
at the next Bay of Pigs.

More like the Cuban Missile Crisis.

In either case...

Mitch...

We cannot sit on this information.

Then why not try diplomacy first?

You two go to Caracas.

Meet with President Reyes in person.

Ask him what's in the shipment

-and report back.
-Sir, you know

we cannot trust Reyes's word on this.

There's a lot of things
we can't do, Dr. Ryan.

This one ensures
we don't start a war.

I'm going to assume
you didn't know anything about

your heart condition.

You assume correctly.

No symptoms?

You didn't feel any different?

Nope. Fighting shape.

Except for this one thing.

In fact, right now
I feel as good as ever.

But you're not.

You've got syncope from
cardiac ischemia and aortic stenosis.

Whatever the fuck all that is,
it's not good.

In the judgment of one doctor.

You've put me in a horrible

-position here, Jim.
-Yeah, well,

don't quit your day job
to write sympathy cards.

This is fucking Moscow.

I need my deputy chief of station
to be reliable.

Reliable?

I'm the most reliable fucking ops
officer you ever fucking met.

Do you have any idea
what I've done...

I don't give a shit.

Fuck what you did.

I'm living in the present.

And I can't have
somebody working for me

who passes out in the middle of ops.

-It happened once.
-People fall

into two categories:
they're either assets

or they're liabilities.

And right now, Jim,

you're not in the asset category.

Not in the asset category?
Let me tell you something.

You don't know shit...

It doesn't matter
whether or not you agree with me.

I'm in fucking charge.

Well, the BBQ might have
something different to say.

You're right.

I might not be able to
kick you out of this post,

but I can put you on a desk.

And that's where you're going.

Carter, I'm making progress
on this satellite launch.

I'm waiting for an asset to confirm.

Hand it off to Conor,

along with your asset.

Fuck you.

You can go now.

Senator Moreno. Lisa Calabrese.

Ambassador.

Secretary Hart sings your praises.

Dr. Ryan here is my legislative fellow.

-Ambassador.
-Hello.

And this is Kenna.
She works on my staff.

And Oscar.
He'll be helping us out

with security
while we're down here.

Welcome.

Shall we?

This is sort of
a homecoming for you,

isn't it, Senator?

Well, I was born in Miami,

but my parents are
from Barquisimeto.

-Ah.
-So I spent summers down here as a kid.

Yeah, well...

Welcome back.

Thank you very much.

I'm glad to be back.

Well, I don't have to tell you,

this is not the Venezuela
of your youth.

Ah, yes, I am well aware.

Is there anything good to report?

Gas is cheaper than water.

Senator, this is
Captain Filiberto Ramos.

Ah.

Nice to meet you.

He will be our escort.
This is ours.

Are you sure these numbers are accurate?

Actually, sir, because people believe
the polling is done by the government...

they are not always very honest.

It's possible Gloria Bonalde
may have even more support.

General...

The senator from
the United States is arriving.

General Ubarri,
good to see you again.

Likewise, Madam Ambassador.

This is Senator Moreno.

-And his aide Dr. Jack Ryan.
-General.

Please follow me.
I'll take you to President Reyes.

Hmm.

What happened? You all right?

Never fucking better.

So, would you have gone up
in one of these things?

For my country?

Maybe if I was a dog.

So, what is it?

Nothing.

What do you mean, nothing?

It's not ours.

You sure?

Very sure.

I tracked
the vessel number you gave me

and found your ship.

In La Guaira.
A port outside Caracas.

When you find out

who is launching
unregistered satellites,

Russia would very much
like to know.

One hand washes the other, comrade.

L-A-D., Venezuela.

This is Jim Greer, D.C.O.S., Moscow.

I need to know
if somebody in your shop is

tracking a cargo ship out of Cyprus.

The Almeta.

A—L—M—E—T-A.

Give me a second.

There's only one request,
and it's from someone

on the ground in Venezuela.

You got a name?

Yeah. Dr. Jack Ryan.

Carter, you got a second?

What is it?

I've been doing some thinking,

and I'm willing to request a transfer

if you can help me
get reassigned to Venezuela.

Venezuela.

Mmm-hmm.

-Okay.
-Just two conditions.

I get to be the one
to tell the 0.0.8. in Caracas

about my medical condition.

And the other?

Authorize my travel.

My flight leaves in two hours.

We've been tracking containers
coming into Venezuela

and being off-loaded from Cypriot ships.

They were then moved upriver
into the jungle near Puerto Maripanas.

It's interesting.

I'm sure you can see from the photos,

those are Venezuelan soldiers
guarding those containers.

Who in your government would know
what you're shipping up into the jungle?

Well, it's not hard to come by
a few old army uniforms.

And from the satellite,
you're looking down on our country.

It would be very hard
to tell you who, exactly,

is wearing them.

So you are denying
that these are your soldiers

guarding these
unknown-to-you shipments?

It is not easy

for outsiders to understand
what is going on in Venezuela.

We're in the midst
of a revolutionary process.

I just want to be clear

that you understand
the position of the United States.

If you are secretly
buying arms from the Russians,

there will be serious consequences.

Your country is not in a position
to make any threats.

Perhaps you should focus your energies
in your own backyard.

Don't think because your parents
were born here...

you can come here and tell real
Venezuelans how to run their country.

As long as you don't pretend
you represent the will of the people.

Thank you for your time, Mr. President.

General.

That went well.

We came down here
so that he would lie.

He proved to us
he's got something to hide.

-Hugo.
-Si, señora.

I'm sweating like a hooker in church.

Get someone to fix the AC.

I called, ma'am.

Call again.

Okay.

Remind them we pay in dollars.

-Si, señora
-Mr. Schenkel.

I apologize.
The air-conditioning is out.

Please come in.

Coke?

No, thank you, I'm okay.

So?

Hugo swept the office this morning.

I've been here the entire time.

I'm concerned.

The time frame is very rushed.

That can't be adjusted.

Sorry.

I was told there was only one target.

I'm just the messenger.

I do not do extra work
for the same money.

Understood.

I hope this amount is acceptable.

This will be added
to your second payment.

Are we going through
Mr. Thorne again?

Account and SWIFT routing number.

Very good.

The additional materials you requested.

In Almacenes Solis self-storage,
unit 423.

Is there anything else?

I need someone on the security detail.

Someone reliable.

In Venezuela trust takes years to build.

Or moments to purchase.

-What's that, tequila?
-Yeah.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

You are in Venezuela.
We drink rum down here.

When were you gonna tell me that?

- Come on, man.
- I'm not drinking rum.

Where are we going?

I am gonna take you for a real meal.

What time is it?
Don't we have to to be...

Ryan.

Oh, shit.

What are the odds of that, huh?

Well, if you're CTC's man in Moscow,
I'd put the odds at a hundred percent.

They don't call you
Bright Boy for nothing.

Senator Moreno, this is Jim Greer.

We, uh, worked Suleiman together.

Oh, congratulations.

-Excellent work on that.
-Thank you, Senator.

Oh, no, please,
just call me Jimmy.

Well, this is perfect.

I was just about to take Jack into town
for a real Venezuelan meal.

Why don't you come with us?

I appreciate the offer,
but I just got off a long flight.

Oh, no, please. We insist.

This is my hometown.

-Come on.
-It's... It's gonna be great.

All right, I'm sold.

Great.

We're entering
a time of great opportunity.

A time to move beyond
our dependence on oil.

Do you hear this bullshit?

How does this fucker know
what Venezuela needs

if he never leaves his palace?

Why don't the TV stations ever play
any of Gloria Bonalde's speeches?

Gloria's really cool.

Have you listened to her?
She's very authentic, right?

-What is it?
-Good evening, General.

Maria.

It's time for your friends to leave.

Seriously, Mom?

Now.

Why do you have to be so rude?

You're the one who told me I had
to stay here during summer break.

And now I can't even
have friends over?

I'm not a child anymore!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I don't understand what's happened
to her. She used to be happy.

It's those little
leftist friends of hers.

They're basically harmless.

What's wrong, my love?

Hmm?

What's really going on?

Nicolas was such a fool today.

Pissing off the Americans.

Gloria Bonalde...

No one knows this,
but we did some polling...

she's got a real chance.

Nicolas is blind...

to anything he doesn't want to see.

You ought to be the one
leading the country.

Late for work, first day.

Some asshole cuts me off
on his bicycle.

Half hour later, I walk in.
There he is.

Shithead I almost pancaked on M Street.

At least he doesn't hold a grudge.

So,
how'd you get this guy

out of his windowless cubicle at Langley

and convince him
to go over to Capitol Hill?

Oh, it wasn't easy, but, you know,
Jack and I, we go back a long time.

Jimmy was my commanding...
Senator Moreno

was my commanding officer
in Afghanistan.

1st Marine Division.

315.

When his helo went down,
I was the first one there.

We got him to Landstuhl.
Stabilized him.

I'm telling you,
you've never seen anything like this,

his back surgeries.

Three of 'em.

Brutal.

A month later, he wakes up,
and I'm the first face he sees.

And he still hasn't
forgiven me.

Joke all you want,
but three months in the hospital,

this guy came and saw me
every single day.

Brought me back.

What can I say?

I'm a persistent motherfucker.

They should give you the medal.

I mean, how did you deal
with all of his factoids?

Are you kidding? This guy?

Look, I had to sit there,
and I had to tolerate him

explain his back surgery
to the surgeons

-who performed it.
-That's an exaggeration.

I got to hit the head.

- Ah.
- There. There you go.

-Everything at a price, right?
-Mmm-hmm.

-You got anything?
-No.

Here you go.

So...

how do you like it on Capitol Hill?

It's an adjustment,
but I believe in the work we're doing.

That makes sense.

Why you turned down my offer
to come to Moscow.

A lesser man
would have been offended.

-You were offended?
-Uh, no.

I said a lesser man would have been.
I was disappointed.

Oh, good.

Well, then, that makes two of us.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

What do you think it means?

Did you take Suleiman down by yourself?

-Oh, here we go.
-No.

What did you get out of it?

Promotion?

And then you turn around
and very generously offer me

some bullshit entry-level position.

In Moscow.

The toughest post in the world.

The New York fucking Yankees.

I hate the Yankees.

You do one op.

Yeah, it was a big one,

but, respectfully,
you still don't know shit.

So, what are you doing here?

I'm working on something.

An unregistered satellite was launched
from the South China Sea.

The ship that
transported it to the launch

is here in port
an hour outside of Caracas.

What's the name of the ship?

The Almeta.

So, what are you doing here?

Suspected shipment
of Russian arms in Venezuela.

One of the ships we flagged
was the Almeta.

Goddamn.

So, what does your arms
have to do with my satellite launch?

All right, fellas. What'd I miss?

Absolutely nada.

Cheers.

Taxi!

So, the bear turns to him.
He says, "Hey.

"You didn't come here
for the hunting, did you?"

That's a good one, Senator.

You know what? I, uh, forgot my key.

-Just gonna...
-All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

-Yep.
-Hey, listen,

if you find out anything
about the Almeta,

you let me know.

I'll do the same on the inside.

You'll be my first call.

Good to see you again, Jack.

Yeah. You, too.

Well, I have no idea
what you drink, but...

Oh.

Well, I'm sorry
to interrupt your call.

-I just...
-It's okay.

-Thank you.
-Cheers.

You do know

there's an Internet cafe
right down the street?

Well, good thing
I don't drink coffee.

Good thing.

I'm Lina.

Lina. Jack.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

So, business or pleasure, Jack?

Uh, I'm here for work.

Mmm. Wait, don't tell me.
Let me guess.

-Finance.
-How dare you?

-Private equity.
-Yikes.

Boutique.

How did you know?

If you worked for a big firm,
your hair would be shorter.

Is that a thing?

I think it's a thing.

And what about you?
Um, I heard English.

Some Spanish.

And at the bar,
I'm pretty sure I heard Swedish.

Ooh, you're good.

-I am good.
-That's good.

Any other languages I should know about?

Actually, yeah. Six.

-Six?
-Uh-h uh.

Wow, that is...

Perks of being a diplomat's kid.

Well, that and immunity.

True. To immunity.

To immunity.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Well, that's the thing
about having a $200 million fund.

I mean,
none of it's your money.

It's not even all in one place,
but it's a hell of a way to get a drink.

You can do
whatever you want with them.

This is me. Which one's you?

Oh, no, this isn't even my floor.

Isn't this pretty?

Yes.

I'll give you $10 for it.

$10...

Gracias.

Thank you very much.

Want one of mine?

Thank you very much.

Very kind...

How's your mother doing?

Do I know you?

Must be hard to get her proper
care in this rat hole place...

Especially on a police captain's salary.

Who the fuck are you?

A friend, Filiberto... a friend.

Let's take a walk.

I think I can help you.

Sir.

Go straight.

-But, Captain--
-They turned too early. Keep going.

Shit.

We got Code Red One.

Do we go back?

Keep driving.

-But, Captain--
-No.

Go.

You all right?

You okay?

I think... Yeah. Yeah.

Lisa.

Put on pressure.

Hold that tight.

It's okay, breathe.

Just try to breathe.

Unlock the door!

We need to
get out of here.

Go, go.

I...

Sit down. Sit down. Sit down.

You're okay, all right?

-Take a deep breath. Look up.
-I can't breathe.

No!

What's up, baby?

What's up, baby?

What's happening, beautiful girl?

Monica?

Niños?

No. No. No.

Monica.

Hello.

It's Jack. I, uh...

He...

He, uh...

He...