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[silence]

♪

[crashing continues]

[screaming]

[coughs]

Good morning.

You first.

Okay, okay.

You again.

[spins chamber]

[exhales]

[click]

[grunting]

[pounding]

Fuck it.

TV REPORTER: Several deaths
and multiple injuries

have been reported
in a building collapse

in Dallas
early this morning.

Now, we're told construction
on the building

was recently completed
by Bickman International.

No statement has been
released as of yet

from company president
David Bickman.

Now, the number of casualties
are still uncertain,

but we do know that there were
people inside this building

at the time of the collapse.

♪ [hard rock]

♪

Shit.

[music stops]

[cell phone vibrating]

[vibrating continues]

Hey, Jenn.

- You're late.
- I know.

I got held up at work.
I'm sorry.

How's Brangelina?

Same old, same old.

Another tabloid,
another settlement.

How do you turn the volume up
on this thing?

Sorry about your wedding.

You have no idea.

I don't know what I did
to deserve her.

Lucky bitch.

That's not very nice.

You can go on back.

Dr. Michaels
will see you now.

How are you feeling?
Any wedding jitters?

No! No, no, no.
No cold feet here, Doc.

True love.

Lucky girl.

Lucky boy.

I tell ya, I've been waiting
my entire life for this girl.

So Africa, huh?

Yeah, I've always wanted
to go on safari,

and she's never left
the country, so...

dream come true.

Roll your sleeve up.

So, uh, what are you
giving me?

Hep-A, typhoid, yellow fever,
polio and cholera.

I should've given you these
vaccines about four weeks ago.

And not all at one time.

It's all right, Doc.
Don't worry about it. I'm tough.

Did I ever tell you my uncle
was the first actor

to be picked
to play Spartacus.

[grunts]

Jesus!

Nope. Just Dr. Michael.

Are you hallucinating already?

Number of casualties
are still uncertain,

but we do know that there were
people inside this building

at the time of the collapse.

Are you okay?

My Lord.

Those poor families.

Jenn, let the woman in.
for Christ's sake.

There's nobody else here.
It's embarrassing.

What?

Seriously, how long are you
gonna make her wait?

What are you talking about?

Several deaths
and multiple injuries

have been reported
in a building collapse

in Dallas
early this morning.

Now, the number of casualties
are still uncertain,

but we do know that there were
people inside this building

at the time of the collapse.

What building is that?

Quorum Drive.

- Turn it up.
- Excuse me?

- Volume! Volume! Turn it up!
- Okay! Okay!

We are also confirmed that
Bickman Development Corporation

were the contractors.

We hope to know more,
and we expect a statement

from president and CEO
David Bickman within the hour.

I need a phone.

I believe you left it
in the car, Noah.

[heart beating]

What did you say?

I said, I left mine
in the car, young man.

- I need a phone.
- Noah, are you all right?

- Give me a goddamn phone.
- Just calm down.

Dr. Michaels? Noah!

Noah, look at me. Noah!
Noah, are you all right?

Can you hear me?
Noah! Noah!

Excuse me.

This is a restricted area.

I'm with the National Institute
of Standards and Technology.

I'm gonna need to see
some credentials, Mr. NIST.

We're all fighting
the same fight, Miss...

Detective.

Ms. Detective.

This wasn't
a federal building.

We investigate all
building failures in the U.S.

Well, I don't care
if you singlehandedly solve

every single one of them.

I'm still gonna need
to see your credentials.

Or I can escort you
off the property.

Seriously?

You're gonna bust my balls

and make me go get my I.D.
from the car,

instead of letting me
do my job?

All right,
just wear it next time.

Thank you, Detective.

Walters.

Sarah.

Detective Walters.

Reynolds.

Damn. Goddamn, man.

What's up, partner?

[chuckles]

You know this kind of thing
brings out all the crazies.

You know you're not allowed
around here, right?

Detective Walters
was just escorting me out.

That's all right.

I'll escort you.

No, I'm good.

Thank you.

[monitor beeping]

[whimpering]

[beeping continues]

[door opens, closes]

[breathing]

Where am I?

You're in the hospital.

What happened to me?

Procrastination.

Nasty reaction
to the vaccine cocktail

the good doctor served you.

Where's Miranda?

Thank God I'm okay.

You're very presumptuous,
though.

I like that.

You know exactly
the state of things.

Who are you?

I'm just a resident.

What the hell
does that mean?

You want the good news
or the bad news first?

Good news.

I'm here to kill you.

Oh.

Okay.

I think you need to be getting
back to the mental ward now.

Fine.

We'll start with
the bad news then.

Do me a favor
and stop talking.

The bad news...

or the truth.

Whatever you want to call it.

It does have to be given
at some point before the end,

and I truly do hate
that I have to give way to it.

I'd much rather just get on
with the good news portion...

and kill you.

I think it's time for you
to leave now.

It'd be nice to continue
with your reality,

but I gots me a job to do.

Probably doesn't make
any difference to you

because you're clearly insane,

but I'm not following you, man,
so if you could just--

But you have been following.

What the fuck?

Stop.

Bit by bit,

step by step,

every day, every week.

Perfectly, in fact.

And now it's time
to pay the piper.

Oh, shit!

And I'm the piper.

♪ [rock]

That's bullshit.
I drank three last time.

I completely beat you.

- You want to rack it?
- I can't party all night.

Alison's busting
his balls again.

Speaking of,
you want to hit a few?

Yeah, let's do it.

I'll be right back.

[mumbles]

Hi. Sam, right?

Right.

Sarah.

Right.

Hey, thanks for not making me
not look like a idiot out there

today in front of my crew.

You know, for believing
your whole story.

Not a problem.

Yeah, right.

I wouldn't have believed me.

Okay, are you
socially retarded?

You know, you mind
if I have a seat?

This has been hell
on the workers, you know.

There was this
young mother today.

She was waiting.
She wouldn't leave.

She kept praying that her kid's
gonna come out of there okay.

She should go home.

It's called hope.

It's where people go
to avoid reality.

How could you say that?

Because I'm very familiar
with reality.

Her time would be better spent
planning a funeral.

What are you having?

Uh, nothing.

So...

Sarah,

are you always so eager
to engage strangers

both on and off duty?

No. I just--

I don't know, you seem--

What do I seem?

You seem lost.

What makes you think
I want to be found?

♪ [blues]

♪ Tell me what did I do

♪ To bring on this bad juju

♪ The omens, they never lie

♪ All this, on this
I can rely ♪

Are you sure?

Do I sound unsure?

♪ Dreams untrue, I see

Psych-a-boo!

Please? Pretty please?

Well, since you
put it that way...

So what's the verdict?

Hallucination or reality?

- Help!
- [screams]

- Help!
- [screams]

[both screaming]

[chuckling]

I like the screaming.

Makes me homesick.

Noah...

You realize
no one can hear you.

Murder!

[screams]

So I am dead.

Not yet.

Are you the devil?

No!

Angel?

Once upon a time.

[bed frame rattling]

Fuck you, dude.
No, fuck this!

No! Who the fuck are you?

Why me? Why me?

I can't tell you how many times
I've heard that,

and it never gets old.

Stop! Just listen.

I love my life.
I love my life.

Yeah, see that right there

is the reason
I get to kill you.

Even want to take you soul.

Let me give you
the quick truth, Noah,

as it is in on earth,
so it is in heaven.

Or in your case, hell.

No!

You are mine,

you disgusting, self-absorbed,
putrid little fucker.

I love my life.

All right!

I'm convinced!

You want to live.

So here's what I'm gonna do
for you, Noah.

Think of it as a test.

You're gonna kill for me
so I don't have to.

No.

No, I can't do that.

There's gotta be another way.

There's gotta be
like a loophole.

Oh!

I like your style, Noah.

I like the way you think.

I believe we are now
on the same page

'cause I love
cutting corners

for the sake
of convenience.

I understand.

I do.

I'd probably hesitate, too.

Count my costs,
weigh my options,

if I was
in your condition.

Well, listen, Noah,

the soul I've chosen
for you, he's sick.

Barely hanging on
by a thread.

Shit, you're almost
doing him a favor.

So what do you say?

Kill for me, Noah.

Show me what
you're really made of,

and you can live.

Room 223.

[beeping]

What did you do
to yourself?

Please come back to me.

Room 223.

[monitor beeping]

[beeping continues]

[rapid beeping]

[sustained beep]

[gasping]

[sustained beep]

[sobbing]

Who's there?

I know you're there.

Say something.

You're just going to leave?

Uh... I'm sorry.
I'm in the wrong room.

I made-- It's my mistake.

Oh.

Do you need me
to help you?

How can you help me?

Back to your bed.

No.

I know exactly where I am.

But you?

You don't know
where you are...

or where you're going.

Did you like it?

What?

Well...

my ass.

How did it look?

It's flattering, actually.

Makes me think
you might listen,

if only for the view.

You're blind,
and you know that I'm here.

The doctors and the nurses,
they're not blind,

but they can't see me.

No one can see you
like I can, Noah.

I can smell your fear,
you know.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

Do you want my help?

How can you help me?

Tell me who you are.

You don't want to know.

Are you scared to find out?

I'm sorry that
I disturbed you.

Noah!

He who lays down his life
for the truth...

can save it.

Jesus God, help me.

Hah!

Ah, my Noah...

it's a little late to be
calling on the Savior now.

I haven't been close
to anyone for a long time.

Yeah.

Matt said
you lost your family.

My daughter Dani,
she was...

she was the only good thing
in my life.

What happened?

I was late.

I was supposed to pick up Dani,
but I was always fucking late.

She must of thought she saw me
walk into this building.

The building collapsed.

It was like some fucking
Greek tragedy.

What caused the collapse?

Greed.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Investigating.

You're a long way
from Houston, boy.

And as I recall,
you ain't a cop anymore.

Just a couple seconds, guys.

I'm just a concerned citizen.

Say what--
what this make it?

Is that two
for Bickman International?

Now what are
the chances of that?

It's a horrible tragedy.

Tragedy seems
to follow you around.

Reynolds, my office
is in compliance

with every federal, state,
and local ordinance.

You know, we did all we could
after the accident.

Motherfuck!

You killed my family!

Are you sure you want
to go here again, boy?

Get this piece of shit
off my property.

[ringing]

Hello?

Hey, Miranda.

Hi, David.

How you holding up?

[sighs]

I just can't believe
this is happening.

How's Noah?

They can't tell me
what's going on.

The doctors don't know,

and, um...
he's unresponsive.

Well, I just want to make sure
that you and Noah

can continue on
with your lives together

when he does wake up.

What do you mean?

Well, people are starting
to ask a lot of questions.

I want to make sure we got
nothing to worry about.

I understand.

[monitor beeping]

I'm wasting my mercy on you.

Wake the fuck up, bitch.

And stop lying there
visible.

Cunt.

She can't help you.

This is about
saving yourself.

Why are you still here?

I did what you asked.

Yeah, you did,

and you did it
splendidly.

You passed
your first test, Noah,

with flying colors.

Leave me alone.

I want my life back.

I will...

just as soon as you fulfill
my quota for me.

What?

That's not what you said.

I came here for five souls,

and you will
take them all for me.

Just think,

only four more,
and you'll be free.

No.

The next is a woman.

All alone.

I can't.

No.

It's your choice.

Death...

[screaming]

[screaming subsides]

Or life.

Remember, Noah,

it's my will be done.

[machine whirring]

[whirring]

[whirring]

Goddamn it, Sam.
You think this is a joke?

- You were fucking lucky.
- What?

The history that you and
Bickman have, and you used to--

You are lucky that
you are not behind bars.

He's a goddamn
soul merchant, Sarah,

scarifying innocent people
for a few fucking dollars.

You know, he's right.
You are goddamn insane.

You forget about a little thing
called judicial procedure

or, I don't know,
admissible evidence.

I tried that!
It didn't work!

Okay, so what are you gonna do,
beat him up?

Two whiskeys, please.

What do you really know
about Bickman?

Meaning?

Meaning has your
two-year obsession

left you with anything
other than a hangover.

Why? Are you gonna help me?

Hmph. No.

You're gonna help me.

Your knowledge of Bickman
is going to be used

as part of an investigation,

not a vendetta,

and you are going
to do things my way,

or we can call it a night.

Is that gonna work for you?

Yeah.

Fuck you.

These are both for me.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou
amongst women

and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death.

Our Father,
who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us--

So what am I
supposed to say?

Nothing. Wait here.

Hi, guys. We're here to see
David Bickman.

And I'm gonna need
a guest pass as well.

Great. Thank you.

Put this on.

[ding]

Mr. Reynolds, do I need
to alert security

and have them waiting for you
when you get upstairs?

Mr. Bickman, Detective Walters.
We spoke on the phone earlier.

Mr. Reynolds is part of
the investigation as well.

Well, you just see to it that
you keep a good eye on him.

[ding]

This is our conference room.

I'm gonna set up a workspace
for you to use.

The file room is upstairs.

User name is "Bickman."

Password is "Bickman Guest."

In addition
to the hard copies

of every document surrounding
the Quorum building,

you'll be able to have access
to our company files

downstairs on the computer.

Got it?

[monitor beeping]

Jesus Christ.
He made me do it.

He made me do it.
He made me do it.

He made me do it.

[beeping continues]

[rapid beeping]

Nurse!

[rapid beeping continues]

He's dreaming.
He must be having a nightmare.

[panting]

What the fuck!

Goddamn it!

The old man
is trying to kill me,

and the woman,
she had me.

This is an unfortunate
side effect of our business.

Miranda came in,
and they disappeared.

Thank God.

You must thank him.

You say all this bullshit,

I don't even know
what the fuck that means.

I'm not doing this anymore.

You need to take more pride
in your work, Noah.

Fuck you!

Forget remorse,

guilt,

all that religious swill.

It's useless here.

It's too late.

I found that there are two lies
that maximize human suffering.

You'll need
to understand this.

My job is to ensure
that everyone believes

these lies are true.

On the one hand,
I help people believe

that this world
is a hopeless place.

Focusing only
on their tragedies,

their lives become
a prison of guilt and shame.

And then there are those
like you,

with your intellect
and manipulations.

You take what you
want from others.

You believe the lie that
you're entitled and invincible.

I'm sorry.
I was wrong.

Please. I'm sorry

Don't apologize!

You work hard
to get what you want.

You work hard
to get what you want,

and this is the only way
you'll be allowed to keep it.

Stop pretending you have
any morality or conscience.

Now you know the truth.

And the truth
will set you free.

Is that really
your Captain's card

you're gonna give
to Bickman?

This manifest says the steel
is of Philippine origin.

You're not gonna answer
my question, are you?

No.

But the cost report references
a Taiwanese manufacturer.

- Type A National Steelworks?
- Yeah.

Do think that
means something?

sDo you think they were using
cheap Philippine steel

and trying to cover up
the evidence?

Oh.

Philippine National's
a subsidiary...

Of Type A Steel.

And somebody approved
as a supplier.

It was a lie.

Kind of like
police work, huh?

Just a little less fuzzy
with you around.

It's still a dead end.

No. No, it's not.

They fuck up somewhere.

They always fuck up somewhere,
and we're gonna find it.

Hey, Sarah.

Yeah?

Thanks.

For what?

For being here.

Means a lot to me.

You're welcome.

So what's your story?

What do you mean?

Well...

there's gotta be a reason

why someone like you would be
attracted to someone so damaged.

Are you asking me this
'cause I'm easy?

Did your dad leave you
when you were a little girl?

You're an ass.

Shit.

Fuck. Uh...

I'm sorry. Don't go.

If I wanted to be insulted,

I would've worked the graveyard
shift at the precinct tonight.

Yeah, my dad did leave
when I was five,

and my mom had to support us
all on her own.

She had to work two jobs just
to put enough food on the table,

and I retaliated
by treating her like shit,

and then she died.

That's fucked up.

Yeah, well,

I dealt with it,
and I moved on.

It's what you should be doing.

You see me?

Do I know you?

I'm Noah.

- I'm--
- I don't wanna know your name.

What do you want?

I'm here to kill you.

No! No, please, no!
Help me, someone!

Please don't! Please!

It's you or me.

And I choose me.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

You think it's something?

I do.

It has the same titles
as one of these.

Look.

Right?

I knew you'd come back.

Talk to me.

You have to talk to me.

You need to talk to me.

Why me?

Why is this happening to me?

Do you mean why do you make
the choices that you make?

There's no other way.
There was no other choice.

You came here
to find answers.

To find redemption.

Don't lie to yourself.

I'm passed redemption.

God won't forgive me.

Don't believe the lies.

It's too late.

Look at me.

What do you see?

Beauty...

and innocence...

and hope...

trapped inside
of a blind body.

Yet I'm free.

Free to imagine
what you look like...

and free to chose to roam
in a prison of darkness.

No more lies.

Noah...

Yes?

Do you know what lives
in the darkness?

Monsters.

I am the monster.

We're not made
for the darkness

Maybe you're right.

About what?

I'm crazy.

Well, step one is realizing
that you have a problem.

Seriously, I've been chasing
this asshole for two years.

He's way too good
at covering things up.

I never got anyone
to turn on him.

Don't doubt yourself, Sam.

You're a good cop.

Now check this out.

There was an empty folder
on the server desktop,

so I checked the registry.

Last person to log in,
other than us,

was Miranda Hawkins
two nights ago at 11:38 pm.

It appears that Ms. Hawkins
deleted over 180 files.

But with the right software,
I might recover some of them.

I have a better idea.

Why don't we find her
and see what she knows?

[distant crying]

[crying continues]

[crying continues]

Oh, fuck me.

[hissing]

Why?

Why did you take me away
from my son?

Mateo.

I have to find Mateo.

You should never kill a girl
without kissing her first.

Please make them
leave me alone.

What? What?

So now you're the victim?

You're the victim?

You murder them

and then begrudge them
a little bit of payback.

I think you're starting
to get this now,

how this works,
how we work.

I can't do this anymore.

No, no, no, no, no.

Let's not confuse
what's going on here, huh?

Your Jesus deceived your life,
not me, not me.

I can't.
Don't make me do this.

Don't make me,
don't make me.

What, kill?
[chuckles]

Kill... I'm killing...

You've killed definitely
not for God's sake.

For mine,
you fucking ingrate!

For me!

Because I want it.

Now bring me number four.

- What's this?
- Huh?

- Jesus Christ, Sam.
- Huh?

Christ, that's just, um...

That's Bickman
trying to get to us.

Does that mean
it's not true?

No.

Jesus Christ, Sam,
a sealed grand jury?

Captain said stay away.
I couldn't do that

So you put him
in the hospital?

I figured Matt
would've told you.

That is bullshit.
I am one phone call away

from running mall security
for the rest of my career.

- It's gonna be okay.
- No, it is not gonna be okay.

I'm not following you down
some fucking rabbit hole.

Sarah, listen, this is
exactly what Bickman wants.

He wants us to fight.

We got this.

You got this.

We gotta get to Miranda.

This one's easy.

He won't miss the life
he's never had.

[gasping]

[beeping]

[rapid beeping]

[sustained beep]

Can I help you?

Miranda Hawkins?

Who are you?

Detective Walters, DPD.

Do you mind if we ask you
a few questions?

Regarding?

The Bickman construction
collapse on Quorum Drive.

I work for Bickman,

but I don't get to go to his
tower and glass headquarters.

We're in a warehouse
down at the port.

So you haven't
been there lately.

No. Why do you ask?

What is it that your department
does exactly, Miranda?

We purchase
construction materials.

How long have you
worked there?

Just since we moved to Dallas.

Before that
I worked at an office

that specialized in importing
building materials.

Is Bickman
one of your clients?

Yes.
That's how I got the job.

Do you plan on leaving town
anytime soon, Ms. Hawkins?

We're not made
for the darkness.

What have you done, Noah?

I'm here for you, Noah.

I didn't want to lose you.

Then come with me.

Remember how it use to be.

It's never too late
to turn back, Noah.

What if you're wrong?

What if I'm right?

And that, gentlemen, is why
we are down 50% in profit.

Morning, David.

Excuse me, Mr. Bickman, sir,
I tried to stop him.

Give me a coffee.

Everybody get out.

What do you want?

Miranda Hawkins.

Miranda's head of
the purchasing department.

Lovely girl.
It is a shame, though.

What?

Well, that her fiancé Noah's
in a coma.

Why do I give a fuck?

He's an architect here.

He was head
of the Quorum project.

Oh, you didn't know that.

I am afraid
he's not gonna make it.

Not this time, uh-uh.

I've figured it out,
what you did in Houston.

You used Miranda's company
to bring in materials,

then you sold and resold
through local companies

so that the origin
would not become an issue.

I sincerely hope that Miranda's
not trying to implicate me

in anything that she or her
fiancé got tangled up in.

Funny thing is the paper trail
leads right back to your door.

This time I can prove it.

Innocent people died,
you fuck.

And you're gonna be
held accountable.

Don't you threaten me,
Reynolds.

If you got proof, then you
lay it on the table right now,

otherwise you get the fuck
out of my office.

You know what, David?

First time
was negligent homicide.

This time it's murder.

Too bad it wasn't another member
of your family in there.

[monitor beeping]

What are you doing here?

I'm praying for you.

I'm passed that.

He's not listening.

You can come out of this,
Noah.

You can beat them.

I can't.

Stop waiting for me!

I have to.

It's your soul.

You're beautiful,

the soul that you're
going to give away.

Don't you love yourself
more than that?

I love myself enough to do
whatever it takes.

I want to live.

I want to go on,
and that is my antidote.

Don't you fucking judge me.

We can't all
be as perfect as you.

Do I look perfect
to you, Noah?

You made us this way.

You didn't have
to do this to us.

To me.

He's coming.

And he's stronger
than me now.

Don't forget me.

Twice.

Only this time,
it's not trespassing, is it?

What do you want
from me, Sarah?

How about what you promised?

That you were gonna do it right,
no crazy psycho bullshit.

- I had to find out.
- Oh, and now you did.

You found out
that in 10 days

you're gonna be arranged
on felony assault charges,

that the city of Dallas issued
an official apology to Bickman,

and that I'm suspended
without pay.

Are you happy now?

And you just ensured
he's gonna get away with it.

Get out of the car.

[monitor beeping]

[chuckles]

You look like hell.

Listen, my boy.

Just think about this.

One more soul.

One more soul,

and you'll have crossed through
your own personal hell.

I may even indulge myself

and help you over
the final threshold.

Who is it?

You're so close to finishing
your masterpiece.

You only have one more soul.

In your heart, Noah,
you knew.

You knew you didn't deserve
the life you planned.

And now, my friend,

you'll make
the right decision again.

Bickman told me that
Miranda's fiancé's in a coma,

so I followed her here.

If I can get Miranda to talk,
I can get her turn on Bickman.

Oh, come on, Sam, really?

You want me to arrest her while
I'm on suspension? For what?

I don't care. Bickman's about
to pin this on the fiancé.

- We questioned her already.
- Not in front of him.

We can't let him walk.

By the book.

Noah.

Are you awake,
or am I dreaming?

I'm awake.

I'm gonna go get the nurse.

No. Stay.

Stay for a minute.

I just wanna hold you.

I didn't think
you were coming back to me.

- I'm back.
- [chuckles]

I came back for you.

I missed you.

I dreamt about you.

There's so much
I have to tell you.

There's so much I have to say.

Shh.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Everything's gonna be perfect.

We have enough money.

And I'm gonna stop everything.
I already have.

We just--

We have to go away
and not come back, okay?

He was the architect,
she was the buyer.

Bickman was the boss.
It was a chain.

They're all
accessories to murder.

I am so sorry that I made you
do those things.

I know you didn't want to,
but... it was for us.

It is for us,
and I took care of everything.

The bodies.

What?

They haunt me.

Shh.

No.

I took care of everything,
the evidence.

It's all gone.

Nobody needs to know.

But you're gonna
haunt me, too.

Babe. Baby, stop.

You're scaring--

It's okay. Noah, stop.

No.

Hi. I'm looking for
Noah Benedict's room.

Through the double doors,
214 on the left.

Great. Thank you.

Noah, you're hurting me.

Stop.

Noah, sto--

[screams]

No!

[rapid beeping]

Oh, my God. Hey!

Oh, jeez-- Sam!

Sam! Help!

- [grunts]
- [sustained beep]

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Code blue, 214.

I love you, Dad.

SARAH: Sam?

Sam?

Sam?

Sam?

Sam, Sam.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Hey, did I ever show you
a picture of my daughter?

She's beautiful.

Yeah, she is.

Now what?

[sustained beep]

You made it.

You delivered.

Am I alive?

More than you know.

What does that mean?

You really don't give
much thought about things,

do you, Noah?

I mean, other than
what you can get out of it.

Don't get me wrong.

You passed.

With perfect marks.

Passed what?

You killed,
never asked questions.

You just followed orders.

Just like in life.

You made deal after deal
with Bickman.

You made your fiancée
happy and rich.

Your greed and manipulations
began at an early age.

But they blossomed...

into profit and opportunity
with Bickman.

And it all led
to this building.

You remember the building,
don't you?

You helped build it,
you and Miranda.

Yes.

Inside the rubble...

are the four people you,
Miranda and Bickman killed.

So the question is,

as per usual:

If a person knew...

that his choices would lead
to someone else's death,

would his choices have been
different if he knew?

And you killed them again...

in person this time,

with your own hands.

To survive,
you will kill anyone.

Absolutely anyone.

And that is
what makes you perfect.

What's next?

It's your job now, Noah.

You know
what you need to do.

♪ [rock]

♪ If there's a will

♪ We'll find a way

♪ I can't bear to wait
until this day ♪

♪ I run like a murderer

♪ I run like a murderer

♪ I run like a murderer

♪ I run like a murderer

♪ Fear, don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me stop

♪ Fear, don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me stop

♪ If there's a light

♪ We'll find the day

♪ I pick up remains

♪ I'll turn the other way

♪ You run like a murderer

♪ You run like a murderer

♪ You run like a murderer

♪ You run like a murderer

♪ Fear, don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me fear

♪ Don't let me