All language subtitles for The Division s03e20 Thus With a Kiss, I Die

Wow.

Scenic way, bigger beach.

The original lover's name.

Sure brings back a lot of memories.

You came up here?

With who?

Never mind. Forget I opened my big
mouth. Oh, no. Come on with it. You

the beans. You gotta tell me. Oh, man.

Summer of 84.

Max Smallridge.

He was a senior. Great living.

He brought you up here?

Every Friday night, cars were parked all
along here. I'm trying to remember

where we parked.

A little fooling around, huh? Oh, more
than a little. It got pretty hot there

the old Caprice Classic.

I'm not a fan of that.

Hey. Hey. What do you got?

Hard to know for sure, but I got a
theory.

All right, let's hear it.

Right? Moonlit night, right?

The sound of the surf, a guy, a gal, the
whole life ahead of them out for a

night of a little, uh... Hanover, you
got a theory or what?

I'm getting to it. So, they mess around,
fell asleep, right next to a leaky old

camping heater.

He was filled up and, bah -boom,
spontaneous combustion.

The heater blows, the flame spreads
through the carpet, the upholstery, and

the van's gas tank where things really
take off.

A completely preventable accident.

Let's just hope that the fumes got to
them before the fire did.

Jimmy's on the way.

Oh, my God.

They didn't even have time to react.

The whole thing took maybe 20 minutes to
toss and start to finish.

License plate?

Melted. Vehicle ID number?

Up in smoke.

Forget it.

Temperature's reached at least 2 ,300
degrees.

What does bone burn at?

Way below that.

Teeth, too. Sorry, Inspector. Best
you're going to do here is a little

carbonized skeletal material.

Forget DNA.

Well, someone's got to report them
missing.

Damn, Shane.

I'll bet they were happy.

Another one of your theories?

Hey, anytime I get lucky, believe me,
I'm happy.

Hey, Jen!

What's up? Somebody help this fire
alarm.

Or some bozo ran out of gas and left a
can here.

Hanover's convinced it's an accident.

Well, Hanover's wrong.

Come here.

Sarah Carter, 15, Rob Johnson, 16.

They're just kids.

Yeah. Here's a letter to their parents.

We're just two souls who long to be
together, but you kept us apart.

Don't cry, don't mourn for us. Be happy.
We are loved, Terrence and Rob.

Well, there goes Hanover's theory.

This was no accident.

This was a double suicide.

That's how they did it? They killed each
other?

Looked that way, and we found it under
the body.

No show and tell for Spivey, huh?

Yeah, well, our acting captain might
still look at the evidence himself.

While you're in there, why don't you
tell him how much we appreciate all of

memos of his prize -winning bonsai
collection?

How did it happen?

We may never be completely sure in a
case like this, but chances are that

died first. I don't believe it.

There's no way our daughter shot
herself.

Then, more than likely, Rob set fire to
the van and then killed himself. They

had broken up. She was over him.

From what the note said, they were very
much in love and didn't see any other

way.

Did you disapprove of the relationship?

Are you saying we're responsible?

No. Mrs. Carter, I'm not.

I'm saying that sometimes kids make
terrible choices just like we do. I

to feel guilty. We did what we had to
do.

You've got to see it from where we
stand.

Artura, she had it all.

There was nothing that girl couldn't do.

She was smart and beautiful, but most of
all,

she had heart.

Too much heart. How could she throw it
all away?

How long had she and Rob been dating?

Since the fall.

We didn't even know Rob. I mean, we
didn't know that he existed until

She just walked in with him on Christmas
Day.

Needless to say, we were shocked.

Yeah, I was surprised when I found out
Rob's girlfriend was black.

I'm not ashamed to say it.

I don't know a single white person who
wouldn't have some feelings.

Does that make me a bigot?

Look, life is hard enough as it is.

That's what I told my boy.

He's such a smart, good -looking kid.

Why would he want to take on something
like that?

So you forbade him to see Tara?

I didn't have to.

The Carters did it for me.

Mrs. Johnson, we found a 9mm under your
son's remains.

We know you have a similar weapon
registered to your name. We just need to

determine if it's missing.

Oh, my God.

It's not just that he was white.

Please, you don't owe me any
explanations.

No?

You're not sitting there wondering who
these black folks are who told their

daughter some white guy wasn't good
enough? Natalie.

No, I'm not, Mrs. Carter.

The thought never crossed my mind. Well,
then you are a majority of one.

Most white people would think Tara
should thank her lucky stars. She had

to take her out of the invisible ghetto.

The one that keeps us second class no
matter how much we have in the bank.

Honey, now is not the time.

It's okay, Mr. Carter, really.

I understand.

All I saw was a boy with trouble written
all over him.

He talked her into this.

The handwriting analysis confirmed that
your daughter did indeed sign the

suicide note.

She did. She did it for him.

That boy sucked all the happiness out of
our girl. That's why we put an end to

this relationship, because he was taking
her down.

Down to where he lived and here.

We only did what was best for her.

Why didn't she tell us how much she
loved him?

We didn't let her.

I want her back.

Rob was just heartbroken when Tara told
him not to call anymore.

He tried to hide it from me.

But I could see.

I ran into Tara a couple of weeks later,
and she looked just as bad.

But I knew they'd get over it. It was
just first love.

Rob would meet other girls.

Before he knew it, he'd be in college.
He'd fall in love a million times.

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Johnson.

You know I had.

I'm sorry to bring this up now, but...

As you know, Rob and Tara asked in their
note to be buried together. Now that

decision is yours and the Carter's.

Whatever Rob and Tara wanted.

Mr. Carter.

Yes?

I'm Rob's mom, Carol Johnson.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry too.

Hey. Hey.

The van's in for processing.

And Hanover's people are wrapping up at
the crime scene. And I got the ME to

release the remains by 5 o 'clock p .m.
tomorrow.

Wow, nice work. How many calls did that
take? One call. I have a friend working

down there now.

Hey, Jenny, do you need me to pose this
out for you? Because I'm supposed to be

meeting Jonah for lunch, and he's on
call, so I'm lucky if I get an hour with

him. Oh, no problem. I got it.

And if anybody calls, I know how to
handle it. Don't worry.

Thank you.

Hey, D .D.

Hi, Lily.

Oh, you just missed Magda. Oh, I called
her before. She's not the one I want to

talk to. Oh, right. Of course.

Nate's around here somewhere. Actually,
no. I want to talk to you.

To me? Yeah. Nate's birthday's coming
up, and I want to throw him a surprise

party. Oh, a surprise party.

Oh, you don't think it's a good idea?

Uh, no. I mean, I think last year he
celebrated by staying in bed till noon.

Oh, well. We do that all the time.

I want to do something special. You
know, I mean, this is a big one. It's

turning 32.

Yeah, 32. That's a real...

Milestone.

Come on, CT, I need your help. I mean, I
know plenty about Nate, but nobody

knows him like you do.

I don't know.

He likes candles you can't blow out and
party hats.

Okay, and what about food?

I never heard him say no to a nacho. Oh,
yeah, I was thinking about Chinese.

You know what, Lily? Whatever you do, I
think he's going to love it because you

did it. And you put the time in, you put
the thought in.

You really think so?

Yeah, I know so.

Well, can we talk about a gift?

Promise you won't say a word.

Okay, I'll call you. Great. Hey.

How are you?

Good.

Yes, I was a good girl. I really was.

The one time I cut my class in high
school, I got caught.

The first time, by my mom. I got in so
much trouble.

What, no smoking in the girls' bathroom?

No. No getting sent home because your
skirt was too short?

Nope. I'm telling you, I was a good
girl.

You bring out the bad girl in me. I like
that girl.

You were such a cute, adorable little
boy.

You were. Cute curly hair.

Beautiful face. Beautiful Jonah.

Anything else I can get you?

Apparently not. Just imagine all those
little girls fawning over you.

Especially when you grew up and told me
you were going to be a doctor.

Well, if you were around when I was a
little boy, I never would have made it

medical school. No, you wouldn't have.

I probably wouldn't have got past the
second grade.

Don't. I hate that beeper.

Yeah, me too.

So when is Gabe due back?

Thursday.

Well, it's your call, you know, whatever
you want.

He can see me, he can not see me.

I just don't think that we should see
each other while he's here, you know?

Yeah, it's up to you.

It's too easy.

Aren't you going to miss me even just a
little bit?

A little bit.

Yeah?

Maybe a lot.

You sure you ought to be talking about
this, Cap?

What? You mean because of my condition?

It wasn't the work that put me in this
bed. It was the cholesterol.

Let me see that note.

Two households, both alike in dignity
and ancient grudge.

A pair of star -crossed lovers take
their lives. That's what you got here.

Romeo and Juliet.

Arms, take your last. Embrace eyes, look
your last.

Here's to my love of true apothecary.
The drugs are quick.

Thus, with a kiss, I die.

I would not have picked you for Romeo.

Yeah, neither did anybody else. I was
the second minstrel. Act five, scene

I had one line.

But I understudied for Romeo, so I had
to learn the whole part.

I basically just wanted to make out with
Leah Silverman.

She played Juliet.

You know, Rob and Tara's parents, only
one of them was best for them.

My parents did. They hated Denny O
'Hara.

Hated him.

Couldn't see past the hair and the peace
symbols.

I thought he was the sexiest thing
going.

Sexiest guy?

Devin Mathers, hands down.

First time he kissed me, I didn't even
see it coming. I just turned to think at

night, and his lips barely broke my
eyes.

Always live more than more. That's the
oldest trick in the book.

You okay?

Yeah.

Just thinking about my first kiss.

Wait a minute. Years later, you still
remember how these guys kissed?

You never forget a great kiss.

Don't worry, Captain.

I've got plenty of kisses coming your
way.

Blah, blah, blah. Get out of here.

Come on. Get back to work.

Lewis will be here any minute. Come on.

Come on.

Thanks for coming. New theory?

Yeah. Strike mark. Spotted them the
second they lifted the van.

Target was moving, trying to get away.

Trajectory was downward at an angle.

Victim was smaller than your purpose.

Hmm. So Rob shot Tara, then killed
himself.

Like a double suicide wasn't bad enough.

Sticking my neck out one more time, and
with complete confidence, I'd say you're

looking at murder -suicide, Inspector.

So much for young love.

There is no way Rob killed that girl.

Mrs. Johnson, the evidence suggests that
someone was trying to get away.

Well, I don't give a damn about the
evidence.

You read the note.

That was her handwriting.

Maybe Tara changed her mind. Maybe she
wrote it under duress.

You mean with a gun to her head?

It was her gun.

You're crazy. This is impossible.

He loved Tara.

But maybe Tara's feelings had changed.

Did you ever stop to consider that maybe
it was... Rob, who was trying to get

away? Maybe he was the one who changed?

Can you tell me her fingerprints weren't
on the gun? All the prints were

destroyed in the fire.

You would have to have known my son to
know how wrong you are, how loving he

was.

His father ran out on us when he was
five years old.

I think I cried that whole year.

I only left the apartment to go to work,
and sometimes I would find Rob sleeping

on the floor outside of my room. He said
he was on guard, making sure nothing

bad happened to me.

Must have been hard on him, losing his
father at that age.

Yeah.

Sometimes I think part of the reason he
slept there was to make sure Mom didn't

bail on him, too.

What if he was worried that Tara was
leaving him?

Absolutely not.

There is no way Rob killed that girl.

Look, a long time ago, I stopped
counting on anything in this life, but

much I know.

Rob is not a killer.

His memory may mean nothing to you, but
it does to me.

Just leave it alone.

The boy is dead.

Carol Johnson is not the only one
wondering why we're spending so much

this. Captain Spivey has been asking the
same question.

He, who has never investigated a case in
his entire life, says it's not cost

efficient. Well, tell that to Tara's
parents, because I think they have a

to know.

You know what? If he killed her, I'll be
damned if he's going to be buried with

her.

Hey, you coming?

Hi. Yeah.

What's up?

Okay, well, something tells me you're
not counting the days until summer

vacation.

What's up?

I'm late.

As in late, late?

As in five days late.

Gabes?

No. Please, he's been out of town for a
month.

I'm pregnant. Come on, Meg. That's
impossible.

I know you.

You were safe, right?

Well, not the first time we kind of got
carried away.

Oh, Meg.

Okay.

Did you buy the test?

Yeah, I did.

I'm afraid to use it, you know.

Oh, man.

You know what? Look, you're not
pregnant.

I'm really good at predicting these
kinds of things. I'm serious. I am.

And you're not pregnant.

You're not.

Sometimes I just think maybe I'm not
supposed to have this great love in my

life, you know?

I don't want to lose my family.

I really don't. Maybe I should just...
Be happy, you know, just stick with this

thing with Gabe and... Just be
satisfied. I need to grow up, stop

living in this fantasy world.

Listen to me, all right?

You don't have to decide any of this
right now.

You are only five days late, all right?
You just need to relax.

Last time I relaxed eight months later,
I had Ben.

Yeah, Rob loved Tara.

Too much.

What she saw in that fool, I'll never
know.

Um, but she did love him.

Yeah.

The terror fell for any guy that had a
story.

The sadder, the better.

Put that together with a pretty face
like Rob, she was gone.

Enough to commit suicide with him?

I don't know.

I can't believe it.

I mean, I do believe it, but why now?

Okay, wait a minute, Elon. What are you
saying here? Was there a better time?

I mean, all I know is back in March, she
was a mess when her parents came to see

me. So was she talking about suicide
back then?

She mentioned it.

They were planning something back then?

What did she say?

She told me about a letter, and I said
to her, are you crazy? I mean, there's

God worth dying for. But she hadn't been
talking about suicide lately?

No, she finally came to her senses.

She was dating a brother, like she
should have been from the beginning.

So she was dating somebody else?

Yeah, a guy from the project.

With a whole new sad story.

If her mom had gotten a load of him, she
would have blown a gasket.

What is his name?

Trey something.

Oh, he works at the burger joint we hang
out at after school.

Don't they rob know about this guy?

He had to.

I mean, it's not like she was hiding it
from any of us.

If she had been dating one of our own
from the beginning, it'd still be a lot.

Thank you.

A lot of glitter in that smile.

Trey Haver, member of the YBGs.

A gangster.

Yeah, but for the first time for
possession with intent to sell.

I'm in a concealed weapons charge.

Last but not least, he was the primary
suspect of a 187 drive -by, but the

witness recanted. The shooter did use a
9mm.

Same kind of gun used to kill Tara and
Rob.

I'm here to talk with Trey.

Don't bother with the badge.

How about a hamburger to go? How about
Trey Havers? Is he here?

Does it look like he's here?

Do you mind if I check in the back?

Yeah, be my guest.

I'm really tired of that Malchik.

You know, not everybody would have given
him the chances that I had.

Tax breaks for hiring juvenile offenders
must have helped, huh? Believe me, he

didn't make up for the times. He got
into it with the customer.

Claire.

Hello.

Do you know what we call him?

Crazy temper.

That's what we call him.

So what did he do now, guy?

He hurt somebody, didn't he?

When's the last time you saw him?

Yesterday, he walked out on me at 4 o
'clock.

Right at the start of the afternoon
rush. Right when the kids start coming

school. And you know, the kids, they
love this place.

They think it's ready.

Can I give you a reason?

They left a girlfriend.

She came in here, all upset.

I don't know what she said to him. I
tried to calm him down, but he just

Is that the girl?

Yeah, that's her.

She comes in here all the time with the
friends.

But nobody showed up today.

This place is dead.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Great. All right. Thanks.

Okay. So let's say that Tara gets back
together with Rob. How do you think

somebody like Trey is going to handle
that with his sumo shed shave temper?

Not well.

I just found his car in the parking lot
next to the bus station.

Double suicide, double murder.

Well, my place isn't really big enough.

Maybe 20, 25 people?

Yeah, lasagna. His mother's recipe.

I hope he's going to love it.

Oh, here he comes. I got to go. Bye.

Hey. Hey.

What's with all the smiling?

How about happy to see you?

Service.

I ordered you one. I hope you don't
mind.

You're too good to me, Lily.

You gonna answer that?

I'll call them back later.

Okay, what's going on?

What? What are you talking about? All
the smiling, all the secrecy. My

even talking to me in code. It's two
weeks before my birthday.

Tell me you're not planning a party.

I am not planning a party.

Really?

Oh, come on, Nate. It'll be fun.

Let me do this for you.

Please, I don't want you to.

Why? I can afford it. I'm working now.

No, it's not that.

Okay, fine.

Forget it. I'll take you to a great
place for dinner.

Forget the party. Lily.

Look.

You're an amazing woman. I should be
thrilled that you want to throw me a

But you're not.

I don't want to make you uncomfortable,
okay? I just want to make you happy.

Okay, there's nothing up my sleeve. It's
as simple as that. Look, I'm just

trying to be honest here.

I know you have feelings for me, Nate. I
know I'm not crazy.

I do. I have a lot of feelings.

Then what? What is it?

I'm not pretty enough? Not smart enough?
No, no, Lily, come on.

No.

You're great.

All right, just believe me.

It's not you.

Then what? What is it about, Nate?

For God's sake, just say it. I mean, you
owe me that much.

It's C .D., isn't it?

I thought you were going to be honest
here.

Yeah, it's C .D.

Where's Trey, Mrs. Havers?

Haven't seen him since yesterday morning
when he left for work.

So your son's been out all night, you
haven't heard from him since, and you're

not concerned?

He's 18 years old.

You think it's the first time he's
stayed out all night?

He goes to work. He studies for a GED.
The gangbangers have stopped coming

around.

Trey hasn't been in a speck of trouble
for almost a year.

That's all I care about.

He left work with Tara Carter at 4 o
'clock.

Then maybe he's with her.

Tara Carter's dead.

Along with a boy named Rob Johnson.

Haven't you heard what I said?

Trey's turning his life around.

Working for minimum wage when he used to
make a thousand a day dealing drugs.

And that girl was a big part of it.

He wanted her, not a life in prison.

Tara and Rob were killed with a 9mm semi
-auto.

Trey's weapon of choice.

Weapon of choice?

I keep telling you, he's giving all that
up.

Mrs. Havers, your son's car was found in
a parking structure.

In the bus station.

Do you have any idea where he might be
going?

I don't know.

I have no idea.

You're wrong about him.

You've got to be wrong.

Okay, well then, let us pick him up.

It's the only way we can assure his
safety.

He didn't kill Tara.

Your son is a fugitive in a double
homicide.

Do you hear what we're saying?

He didn't kill that girl. He was in love
with her.

Hey, Trey's got a brother in Sacramento
with a record twice as long as his. And

his car just arrived at Pier 29 for
processing.

Magda.

Zola, what are you doing here?

I can't do that.

I can't make it tonight. I couldn't get
through to your cell.

Oh. And I wanted to see you, you know,
for five minutes.

I don't know.

I'm actually miserable that I can't see
you tonight.

It's all right. If we can't see each
other, fine.

Bye.

It's all right? Yeah. It's all right.
Hey, remember me? It's the guy from

Yeah, I remember.

What?

Let's go to my car.

Seeing patients all day and all I'm
thinking about is you.

I miss you. I want to see you. I want to
kiss you and make love to you.

But you can't. Jonah, you can't. You
can't do that to me in public. You can't

kiss me.

Do you realize the risk that I'm taking
with you right now? Just being here is

too much.

You know, what am I taking this risk
for, Jonah? A little hour here and there

with you?

Lunch?

I miss you too.

I'm miserable when I can't be with you,
when I can't see you.

I'm glad we got that straight.

I gotta go, John.

Don't say it. I know it's crap, but I'm
just starving.

So just give me a few minutes to wolf
this down, and we'll be out of here. I

ended it with Lily.

You heard what I said?

Yeah, I heard you.

Any opinion about that?

No, why would I have an opinion about
that? You might.

I don't.

And if I did, I would keep it to myself.

So you do have an opinion?

I said if.

You know what? I can't keep getting
involved in your personal life and

every little tiny detail.

I just thought you might be interested.

Well, I'm not.

Why would I be interested?

No reason, I guess.

What do you want from me? You want
approval?

Fine, congratulations.

You want me to tell you that this was
the worst move of your life? I can do

that, too. What, are you mad at me? No,
I'm not mad at you. I'm angry at this

damn stupid machine. I don't... Okay,
forget I said anything.

Let it go.

Thought you'd know.

Hey, Trey still hasn't shown up in
Sacramento.

He wasn't on the 420 bus and he wasn't
on the 6 o 'clock express.

Well, nobody saw him in the station
either. Nobody remembers a guy with a

tooth. And if he parked there to throw
us off, he sure succeeded.

Yep.

What do you hear about the cab?

Oh, her pressure's gone up.

How bad?

Just slightly.

They're stabilizing it. It's going to be
okay.

Forensics found a palm print on Trey's
car.

Right where you put your hand when you
slide in the driver's seat.

And it's Rob's.

So the question is, who was in the van
with Tara?

We need Trey's dental record.

So would gold survive?

Well, jewelry could never have survived
2 ,300 degrees.

But...

Dental gold could have.

Trey is dead. It was Trey and Tara in
the van. We're right about the double

murder, just wrong about who did it.
Yep.

Rob's our killer.

What?

My son's alive?

Oh, my God.

Rob's not dead?

Mrs. Johnson, did you hear what we said?

He killed two people.

No.

You were wrong before, and you're wrong
again. No. They found the bodies in his

van.

I don't care.

He took your gun. He set the whole thing
up to make it look like it was a

suicide. You're talking about him like
he's a cold -blooded killer.

You don't know him.

Mrs. Johnson, we know that he loved Tara
very much, and he must have been quite

devastated when he found out about Trey.

We need to find him.

Can you tell us where he might go?

I don't know.

How about a relative?

No, it's just Rob and me.

And his father?

We haven't seen him since the day he
left.

Friends?

I can't help you.

Mrs. Johnson, you need to work with us
here.

We need to know where he may have gone.

Please, I can't do this to him.

You'll kill him.

Please, let me find him.

I'll bring him back, I promise.

I've done so little for him.

Please, let me help him. If Rob is the
kind of person that you say he is, he's

not going to be able to live with this.

We need to find your son now.

I can't.

I'm sorry, I can't.

The clerk at the bus station recognized
Rob right off the bat.

He bought a ticket to Seattle, but he
never showed up.

What about the airports?

They've got his picture.

Well, we've got a list of his friends
from the guidance council, so we're on

Exit. Inspector, it's Hanover. I'm at
the crime scene. I think you better get

over here.

Look, Hanover, I don't have time for
more of your theories.

Not a theory.

Not anymore.

You want to do that, Rob?

Sure I do.

Look, we know you didn't mean to kill
her. Either one of them. You're a good

person, Rob.

What difference does that make?

She's dead.

I shot her.

Both of them.

Put down the gun.

Rob, come on.

Put down the gun.

I killed two people.

Try living with that. Come on, man.
Don't do this. You're only 16. You have

whole life ahead of you.

Just step back.

All right.

It's all right.

Talk to me.

Tell me what happened.

I wanted to be in the band with her.

I wanted to be the one holding her
forever.

But she brought him.

He wouldn't leave.

He wouldn't leave. I told him. I warned
him. But he fought for her. He had to

save her from me.

I didn't deserve to lie next to her.

He did.

No, Rob, come on. Listen. Listen to me.

Listen to me.

I know you don't want to do this.

I know you don't want to die.

I want the pain to stop.

Please.

Please, let me do this. Help me.

Help me do this.

Killing yourself is easy.

It's the sticking around part that takes
courage.

Hey.

Hey.

Pretty impressive here, Kathy.

Oh, you really should know.

When they take you out?

Oh, it's all mixed up. They keep
changing it around.

I think I'm supposed to be after Mrs.

Kaplan and her gallbladder.

Louis is all over them. He's been all
over them. I just might throw my ass out

of here.

Thank you.

You're going to be fine.

Why do people keep saying that?

What are they doing?

Passing pamphlets out at the nurse's
station?

Words and phrases the patient wants to
hear.

What if they did?

Actually, I mean it. I know what you've
done for me this past

couple of years, how you fought for me,
and I know it wasn't easy.

Jimmy, you don't got to say that crap.

Really, you don't?

Even if this is it for me, because I'd
do it again.

In a heartbeat.

Look, there's something I think that you
should know.

No, there isn't. I know everything I
need to know.

And if you keep talking, we're going to
have a problem, and I can't have

problems right now, okay?

They're teaching me to visualize perfect
health.

That's what they do now, before surgery.

Everything's perfect.

What have they got you on?

Obviously, something that just kicked
in. Oh, yeah.

Anyway, I owe you.

Oh, okay. Well, I'm not going to have to
pull through so I can collect.

Not in 24 hours.

Thanks. Dr. Cole, 7401.

Richard Cole, 7401.

What's with Spidey and that bonsai tree?
It's a tree.

Yeah, well, the tree better not get too
comfortable.

Katrina here.

She even poked out with Lewis. They
promised they'd get word to us as soon

they knew anything.

Hey.

She's in recovery.

And the doctor said that she's going to
be as good as new.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, man.

Okay. All right.

She's okay. Yeah.

All right.

You know what? We'll go back to the
division and let everyone know. You

Yeah.

Bye. I'm going to go.

Nate.

I lied to you.

I lied to you about Lily.

Hey, how's it going in there?

This part's a piece of cake.

Hey, you know what? If worth comes to
worth, we'll both be single again and we

can get an apartment. You and me, Ben,
the baby. How's that for a crazy plan?

Great, Jen.

That it? Yeah, that's it.

All right, how long now?

Should be any minute.

Make a wish.

I done that, honey.