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Previously on "Will Trent"...

Are you okay? I called Jeremy a few times.

He's not picking up.

This bag's going to a friend of the label.

It needs to get there tonight.

-Trent. -Will, I really need your help.

I'm getting arrested.

This kid was transporting a duffel bag full of meth.

This young man is my confidential informant.

This stays between us.

Just us.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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[ Footsteps approaching ]

Agent Trent.

Agent Trent.

Your sidearm.

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Were you topped off?

[ Bullets clicking ]

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I know you're familiar with the Miranda waiver,

but you should read this over carefully before signing.

Or I could go over it with you.

It's just so you have a full understanding of your rights.

Okay. Okay. Uh...

You'll have 24 hours to provide a statement...

[ Sound muffling ] ...for this criminal investigation.

You're required to answer all questions truthfully.

Failing to comply could lead to disciplinary action,

termination, criminal, and/or civil charges. [ Rhythmic clicking ]

You hear that? [ Sound normalizes ]

Special Agent, do you understand your rights?

I do.

When you think you're ready,

I'm sure your lawyer will want to have time

to prepare your statement.

Um...

I don't need a lawyer.

Listen, I've gotten four calls about this already.

The mayor's office, the chief.

They want this buttoned up fast.

But you do have rights, so use your rep.

Hey.

You could go to jail.

Get a lawyer.

[ Sound muffles ]

APD officer: What a nightmare.

Woman: Oh.

[ Rhythmic clicking ]

[ Rumbling ]

[ Sound normalizes ] Will: Stop!

[ Spanish music playing in background ]

Paco, stop! What are we even doing?

Paco, what are we really doing?

Will: Paco!

[ Grunts ]

I'll go around!

[ Grunts ]

[ Dogs barking in distance ]

Paco, stop! You're making it worse.

[ Grunts ] [ Screams ]

[ Baby crying ]

[ Gunshot, woman screams ]

[ Two gunshots ]

[ Groans ]

Show me your hands. Let me see your hands!

I didn't do nothin'! On your stomach.

Hands behind your back. [ Groans ]

All this for a little routine warrant, huh, Paco?

Was it worth it? You just added obstruction

and attempted murder on those charges.

[ Door opens ] Help! Help!

[ Cuffs clanging ]

Don't move.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

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What is it?

We're just here playing video games.

Then he got shot. What?

It hurts.

[ Groans ]

No, no.

No, no, no, no. Hey.

Is he gonna be okay?

Let me see. Let me see.

[ Screams ]

It's gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.

[ Groans ] Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

We need EMS, now!

What happened?!

I shot him.

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What I need you to do is slow down, each of you.

Prioritize exactly what needs to be done.

Yes, ma'am. I have a team preparing the press release

so we can get in front of this early.

Good. Nothing comes out of this office unless I sign off on it.

You hear? Yes.

Thank you. Next.

City Hall requested hourly updates

and some background on the agent.

Does he have a history of complaints?

Agent Trent's record is unimpeachable.

Heller said you don't want an attorney.

Will, you are...in it.

Right now, you're just underwater.

Believe me...

I know.

You're not thinking of yourself.

You need someone who'll do that.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Knock on door ]

Just leaving.

Will, if she's offering help, take it.

I'm taking some personal days

to formally recuse myself from this case.

I'm here in an unofficial, non-work capacity

as your advisor, as a friend.

That's not necessary.

Oh, it absolutely is.

[ Sighs ]

When's the last time you had a drink?

I-I don't drink.

How many hours did you sleep the night before the incident?

Oh, wh-- I-I...

Financial issues? I don't know. What does that --

Problems with ex-girlfriends? Stressed at work?

I wasn't compromised.

That's irrelevant. It doesn't matter what happened.

What matters is what appears to have happened.

You are going to have to account for the last 24 hours --

your emotions, your actions.

Were you tired, on edge?

Odessa Shaw Is taking point on this investigation.

You know her?

No.

She's the lead investigator

on all officer-involved shootings.

She is sharp, meticulous,

and if she catches a whiff of inconsistency in your story,

she will send you to prison.

Where do we start?

[ Sighs ]

At the beginning.

24 hours ago.

Talk me through what you were doing hour by hour,

who you were with, What you are feeling.

I was teaching you how to cook.

You were not doing very well.

Yeah, I'm a real disappointment to my mom.

You finished burning the rice,

and we headed over to Faith's and Ormewood's...

Baby.

Names, titles, times.

Right. [ Sighs ]

We went over to Agent Mitchell and Detective Ormewood's

residence for dinner.

Hurry up, Trent! We only have 40 seconds.

You're rushing me. No! No talking.

O-Okay, okay, okay. I see three...three --

What are those? Cats? Is it --

Is it -- Is it a ménage à trois?

Ménage à trois!

Category's music. Oh, I know what this is.

Marion: Tell me. No, you two are not allowed to talk.

Is it a trio? Is it a...[stammers]

No! Oh, it's Wilson Phillips.

What? O-O-Okay, TLC.

No, no, no, no. Uh...

Okay. What are those, flies? Are they dead?

Dead dogs? What? [ Stammers ]

Yeah, yeah? Dead -- Dead -- Dead Dogs?

What? Uh, uh, dead dog.

Uh, three dead dogs. Three Dead Dogs!

Ah time! Everybody knows it but you, Ormewood.

Three Dead Dogs? I love it.

Three Dog Night.

Oh, it was stars! Okay. I get it now.

I want pie. Anybody want some?

Yes. I will come help you.

Mitchell, you want another beer?

Yeah, sure. I mean, I don't have to drive

because I have to live here.

You get to live here. Mnh-mnh.

[ Cellphone buzzing ] Mm, mm, mm.

Mm. Will, your phone's...

[ Buzzing continues ]

Why is Jeremy calling you?

[ Buzzing continues ]

You gonna pick it up? My son's calling you.

[ Buzzing continues ]

Hey, Jeremy. What's up?

Jeremy, it is your mother.

Why are you calling Will when you haven't answered my calls?

You want to explain that to me? What the hell is going on?

Marion: [ Muffled ] Will? Will.

[ Normal voice ] You were telling me about that night.

You and Faith were having an argument.

That was private.

Will, you don't have any privacy.

Do you know what's going on right now?

Preliminary interviews.

If Faith says something in her statement

that doesn't line up...

You guys had an argument. Tell me what happened.

[ Stammers softly ]

I need a break.

Will. I just need a minute.

[ Rhythmic clicking ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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How dare you?! That is my son!

Who the hell do you think you are?

He was going to go to prison!

He had a duffel bag full of meth.

That's 20 years!

I saw a way to help him.

It was the only option, and I did it.

So you make him your CI to go poking around

so he can get killed by Rafael's guys?

That was not your call to make, Will.

Hey, is everything all right out here?

Yeah.

Everything's all right.

We should go.

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[ Rhythmic clicking ]

[ Door opens ]

Faith -- I am about to give my statement,

and we are going to keep my son out of this report.

I can't lie in there?

Why? You've been lying to me for weeks.

I'm sorry. Too late.

These statements get leaked all the time --

names, home addresses.

You know exactly what happens to a CI when they get made.

What happened today.

You keep my son's name out of that report.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Okay, so we were talking about the argument

you and Faith had.

There was no argument.

You two didn't fight?

No.

The fight I walked in on?

[ Sighs ]

There was no fight.

Will -- There was no fight!

Okay? It didn't happen.

Can we please... move on?

Sure. We can move on.

Let the record show that present for the interview

are Special Agent Faith Mitchell and her union representative.

Captain Dennis Heller. ID badge number 37250.

The witness has been advised of her constitutional rights

against self-incrimination

and is willing to speak with investigators at this time.

[ Alert beeping ] Do you agree that any statement

will be answered fully

and to the best of your recollection?

I do. I'm sorry. Just one moment.

I need to eat something while we're doing this.

That's right. You're diabetic.

Did you have breakfast this morning?

Yes.

What did you have?

Are these really the questions we're asking right now?

My job is to assess whether you were fully alert,

in control, and took every available precaution

before you or Agent Trent drew your weapon

in a crowded building during peak hours.

Would you like a reminder as to the consequences

of what happened this morning?

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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I had a bowl of oatmeal with fruit.

I took my insulin as needed.

It did not affect what happened this morning.

You fainted on the job

because of low blood sugar last month.

My mother was missing. I was focused on her return.

It was one day. This was not that.

So you have a history of letting your emotion

get in the way of your judgment.

Changing course, let's talk about today.

Let's begin with, why were you at the suspect's home?

We received a request from Alabama State Police

to locate and interview Francisco Ortiz.

Is this standard?

We do it periodically for other agencies.

And you did it without backup.

The suspect's record only showed a minor drug charge

and a missed probation hearing.

We do it all the time. It was supposed to be routine.

Well, clearly it wasn't.

Heller: Let's move on.

How did Special Agent Trent seem this morning?

He was fine.

Nothing out of the ordinary?

Any personal problems? Bad commute to work?

How was his blood sugar?

Okay, let's take it easy.

It was an ordinary day.

You're sure?

It was a completely normal morning.

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Hate these pool cars.

Look, let's just serve the warrant, go in there --

I'm putting in for a new partner.

What? You heard me.

I'm done with this.

So, everything was routine?

Yes.

Walk me through next steps.

[ Banging on door ] GBI!

Francisco Ortiz?

GBI? You ain't GBI.

Let me see your badge.

[ Music blaring in background ]

Damn! That's cool.

Paco is my cousin, but he don't live here no more.

Why don't you show me your ID while we wait for him?

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Hey!

Will: Paco!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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I'll go around!

Let's pause there. Why did you separate?

I was trying to cover the back.

It was your idea to separate?

Yes.

I'm sure you're aware

the Bureau advises agents to stay together

during the apprehension of suspects.

Bureau policy allows for deviations

in certain situations.

The tenants in those apartment buildings

know them inside and out.

They know where to run, where to hide, access points.

In my estimation, there was a very good chance

that he was gonna run out the back.

You still deviated from protocol.

Protocol is a guideline.

When you're actually on the street,

you have to make a split-second judgment.

And that is what I did.

Move. Hey!

Damn it! [ Grunts ]

[ Two gunshots ]

Two shots?

Yes. An exchange of gunfire.

Unh-unh. That's conjecture.

You didn't see it. I heard it.

You heard two shots.

Agent Trent discharged his weapon twice.

Will said he returned fire.

Did you ever see Mr. Ortiz's weapon?

We saw him when we were chasing.

But you said you were behind Agent Trent.

"I was behind Agent Trent when the suspect fled,

and we pursued on foot."

Agent Mitchell, did you ever actually see a gun?

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[ Sighs ]

No.

I never saw a gun.

But if Will Trent says there was a gun,

then there was a gun.

Marion: So he drew his weapon and then fired?

Yes.

And then you fired twice?

Yes.

So, three shots total?

Yes. You're sure?

Think back to the hallway when he pulled.

Please, just close your eyes.

Take a second.

[ Sighs ]

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He drew his weapon.

And he fired.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Two gunshots ]

Was there anyone else there?

[ Gunshot ]

[ Two gunshots ]

Show me your hands!

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[ Door slams ]

[ Two gunshots ] Show me your hands!

There was a woman.

[ Door slams ] A woman? Who?

What was she wearing?

A red scarf.

She had on a red scarf.

[ Door slams ]

She slammed the door.

The woman did?

Yeah. When, um...

Ortiz shot at me.

Did he shoot at you, or did she slam the door?

T-The door slammed first.

[ Door slams ]

[ Gunshot ]

A door slam sounds like a gunshot.

The door slammed first.

Yeah, but you know, when your adrenaline is going

and you were already running and it is a fast --

and it was a -- a fast-paced situation --

Just wait! Okay? Wait. I just --

I know what happened.

I-I've gotta -- I just -- I just -- I just need a second.

Okay, I just...

Things happened so fast.

It is your job to be sure.

Don't tell me it's my job to be sure, okay?

You don't think I know that?

you don't think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life

thinking about this day over and over again,

wondering if there was something,

anything I could have done differently?

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Wait.

Why -- Why are you pressing me on this?

Marion, did they, um...

Did they find a -- a gun at the scene?

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[ Knock on door ]

What?

Um, we just need a minute, please.

You don't have a minute.

It's time.

She's ready for you.

Digital Forensics Unit is looking through

all of the video, media.

If that gun exists, we will find it.

Surveillance, witnesses,

anything that shows the suspect holding a gun.

Will has no defense without it.

I know, Amanda. We'll find it.

How's he doing? He just went in.

It'll be a few hours.

Just keep me posted. I will.

Well, we got like a terabyte of video,

but everyone turned their phones on after the fact,

so I don't know how helpful that's gonna be.

Any eyewitnesses?

No one saw a thing. Of course.

We did a canvass of the whole building,

the alleyways, the apartments.

We found two shell casings from Will's gun.

But guess what? No gun.

No gun.

No extra casings.

-Excuse me. -Yeah.

Who lives in this apartment?

Uh, yeah. That's Galarza.

Yeah, she's in my report. Won't talk. Won't let us in.

What, so you just shrugged your shoulders and moved on?

-Mm. -Nice.

We'll take it from here. [ Clears throat ]

Hi. I'm with the APD --

See what I mean?

I'm sorry. What was your name again?

Randolph. Randolph, right.

Do me a favor, Randolph.

Go down to the taco truck down the block

and pick us up two carne asada taco platters.

That'd be great. Thank you.

Why are you still here? Go.

What's that thing?

That's a doorbell for the deaf and hard of hearing.

What? Go away!

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Can we please ask a few questions?

Can I help you?

Hi. Yeah, I'm Detective Polaski.

This is Detective Ormewood.

We didn't see anything.

What's your name?

Lilly. Lilly Galarza. Mom's name is Ruth.

Okay, we'd really love to just ask you guys a few questions.

And if you didn't see anything,

we'll get out of your hair.

[ Sewing machine whirring ]

Um...

Okay.

So, um...

Oh, good. She's got something to say.

She wants him to leave.

When my brother died, the cop who came

to take the statement looked like you.

And he ended up messing up a bunch of stuff.

Yeah, sure. I'll, uh...

I'll be downstairs checking the footage in the van.

Okay.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Um, I really just need to know if she saw anything.

Anything at all.

Any small detail might be really helpful.

No. Okay.

Did you see anything?

No. I came home after it happened.

Okay. She won't say anything more.

My mom can be stubborn as hell.

I'm sure she's just looking out for you.

What did he mess up? Hmm?

The cop that looked like my partner.

He messed something up?

They misplaced my brother's body

at the morgue after he OD'ed.

We delayed the funeral two days because of it.

And they lost all of his belongings.

Administration error, they said.

Oh, geez. I am so sorry.

What was his name?

Oscar. Oscar Galarza.

How do you sign "I'm sorry"?

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I'm sorry.

Okay. Thank you.

I'll show myself out.

[ Clears throat ]

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Bring the change?

No. I used my own money.

[ Door slides open ]

[ Chuckles ] Detective.

-Hey. -I got your tacos.

-Oh. -They had a salsa bar.

I didn't know which one you'd like,

so I got you both one of each.

Absolutely not. This is an $8 million system

that can process over six terabytes of video per minute.

I don't want anything wet near this thing.

[ Mouth full ] I got it. Geez.

I'm turning around on you, Randolph.

Uh, hey, listen, I need a favor.

Run down to the APD property annex and see

if you can find anything under the name Oscar Galarza.

Okay. Okay. Hurry, please.

You got it. Thank you.

What about you guys? You find anything?

Mostly junk, but the salsa police over here --

she found something Here.

Pull up that footage that --

[ Keyboard clacking ]

Faith: What happened?!

I shot him.

Oh, Will.

It's okay. You're gonna be okay.

Wait. Stop. What is that?

It's kind of hard to make out.

I mean, it's something. Keep playing?

So someone's picking up something and moving it.

Could be the gun. It could be, right?

Nobody's dumb enough to stash that in their own place.

But what's down at the end of the hall?

It's the, uh, laundry room.

Don't eat that.

All right.

You get the ones up top?

Yeah, I got these. Okay.

Nothing in them.

There's nowhere to hide anything in here.

Wait.

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Oh!

Oh. Okay.

Ugh. Your turn.

Damn it. It's a new shirt.

I'll get it dry cleaned.

[ Sighs ]

Okay. All right.

All right.

Yeah.

[ Exhaling ]

You got this. Yep.

Okay.

Oh, man. Oh, boy. This is tight.

Okay. [ Exhales ]

Hey, Ang? Yeah.

Don't tell anybody this, okay,

but I'm a little claustrophobic.

Okay.

Okay, so... hold my feet.

Want me to grab your feet?

Yeah, I'm the one in the damn hole, okay,

so grab 'em, okay? Okay, all right.

Just help ground me. I got you.

Okay. No, harder. Like, for-real for-real hold 'em.

All right, I got you.

Okay. [ Panting ]

Really tight in here. And I'm a big guy.

You are...so brave.

Yeah, big, brave guy. Brave boy.

All right. Okay. Okay, I got it.

Pull -- Pull me out. Pull me out!

Okay. I -- Okay.

I got it, I got it.

Okay. Okay. [ Panting ]

Okay. [ Coughing ]

Let's see this.

Oh, look at this. Oh, wow.

Got a little candy store going on.

Yeah. We got oxy...

Ugh. ...molly.

What is this? Ooh.

What is this? This...

Gun.

Is it the gun?

God, I hope so. Let's get it to the lab.

If we're lucky, there's prints.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Oh, finally. Thank you.

Okay.

Damn it.

No fingerprints, no DNA profile.

Nothing tying this gun to Ortiz.

So someone wiped his gun down for prints.

It's his gun. It has to be.

Sometimes cops make mistakes.

He thought he saw a gun. It doesn't mean there was one.

No. I'm not giving up.

Okay, Agent, let me make sure I understand correctly.

You assert the suspect had a gun,

even though no other witnesses can back you up.

The suspect emphatically states he didn't have a gun.

And your own partner cannot confirm the gun.

A gun was found at the scene,

but there is no forensic evidence

connecting it to the suspect.

So the only person who maintains

that Mr. Ortiz had a gun is you.

Is that right? Yes.

Do you have anything else to add?

I told you exactly what I remember.

Then that brings me to our last question.

Can you explain the decision

to not wait for the ambulance?

Faith: Shots fired, shots fired.

We need EMS 10-18. We have two GSWs,

one critical, located in La Palma Village. Over.

Dispatcher: Uh, copy. EMS en route.

Be advised, we're looking at 20 minutes.

It's hot. I know.

They're not getting to this neighborhood in under 40 minutes.

You know that, right?

Faith! We cannot wait that long!

I'll go get the car. Move.

Come on. Come on. [ Grunts ]

[ Siren wailing, tires screeching ]

You're gonna be okay.

[ Siren continues wailing ]

[ Horns honking ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Crunch ]

[ Siren wailing ]

Damn it! What is it?

An accident.

[ Horns honking, siren wailing ]

Can you back up? Where?

The hospital is just up the road.

I'll bring back the gurney and a doctor.

[ Rhythmic clicking ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

Hurry. [ Car door slams ]

Why didn't you wait for an ambulance?

Because I know that neighborhood.

That area is not a priority for emergency services.

Even if law enforcement calls.

The tenants knew it. We knew it.

If I had waited 20 minutes, he would've died.

He did die.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Rhythmic clicking ]

[ Horns honking, siren wailing in distance ]

[ Door opens ]

She wants to give you something.

I just wanted to make sure you got it back.

[ Cries ]

[ Sobbing ]

The doorbell came with an optional camera.

It was recording this morning.

We have to live here.

We just wanted to stay out of it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Angie exhales ]

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[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Muffled conversations ]

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[ Rhythmic clicking ]

New evidence has come in.

The APD recovered an SD card

with footage of the entire event.

Mr. Ortiz did draw a weapon on you,

although he never fired.

Moments later, an individual came

and picked up Mr. Ortiz's weapon

and removed it from the scene.

What are you doing?

I have all I need.

What do you mean? No, w-we're not done.

We are, actually.

I'll write this up

and turn it in for review with the DA's office.

I doubt they'll press charges

or take it to a grand jury.

It'll take some time for the paperwork to clear.

It'll be determined that your actions were justified.

You're free to go.

You don't want to hear how he died?

"It was determined that he died

from a gunshot wound to the thoracic aorta,

caused by the ricochet of the bullet that struck Mr. Ortiz.

Given the bullet's trajectory, decisions made

would not have impacted the inevitable death of the victim."

You don't want to hear what happened in the -- in the car?

Those details are not necessary for this investigation.

Those details you will have to live with.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

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You're cleared.

You'll be on desk duty

until you complete your mandatory counseling.

Agent Trent.

I made sure the Bureau issued you a replacement gun

until yours comes back from the crime lab.

I'm glad the findings went your way.

I know it's tough,

but you are gonna be okay.

Trust me.

[ Door closes ]

This is good news.

It was a clean shoot.

I killed a 14-year-old boy today, Marion.

That's -- That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry.

It was an accident, Will.

What can I do? What do you need?

[ Sighs ]

There's no such thing as a clean shoot.

♪♪

♪ We've already said ♪

[ The Moody' Blues' "Go Now!" plays ]

[ Will sighs ]

♪ Goodbye ♪

♪♪

♪ And since you gotta go ♪

♪ Oh, you had better go now ♪

♪ Go now, go now ♪

♪ Go now ♪

♪ Before you see me cry ♪

♪ And I don't want you to tell me ♪

♪ Just what you intend to do now ♪

[ Betty whines softly ]

♪ 'Cause how many times do I have to tell you? ♪

♪ Darling, darling, darling, darling, darling ♪

♪ I'm still in love, still in love ♪

[ Sound distorts, rhythmic clicking ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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[ Grunts softly ]

Hey, it's gonna be okay, all right?

Doctors are coming. They're coming.

You're gonna be just fine. They're on their way.

What's your name?

[ Strained ] Marco.

Marco. That's good. I'm Will.

Hey, um, how old are you?

I'm...14.

Yeah. That's good.

That's good. You're doing great.

You're doing great, buddy.

You play ball, huh? Baseball?

Can you call my mom?

She's gonna be so mad I skipped school.

[ Sighs ]

[ Whimpers ]

It's okay.

[ Moaning softly ]

She just wants you to be safe.

[ Grunts and whimpers ]

[ Rhythmic clicking continues ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Am I gonna be okay?

[ Labored breathing ]

Yeah. You're gonna be just fine.

I want my mom.

Hey, look at me.

Hey.

Hey! Hey, Marco?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I need you to stay with me. Marco, please.

No.

Come on! No!

[ Rhythmic clicking continues ]

[ Muffled groan ]

I'm sorry.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Crying ] I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Faith! Help!

Someone!

[ Sobbing ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

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[ Sighs ]

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[ Crying ]

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[ Cellphone buzzing ]

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-- Captions by Verbit --

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