All language subtitles for Tekwar S01e17 Redemption

No sane solution to the tech problem is
possible until we address it with

education and rehabilitation.

I want to help heal this community, to
bring us all together.

Thank you.

You're dead.

No.

No, it's your security system that's
dead, Mr. Avery.

Really? Not if I'd had a real gun.

Dad, Jake did what I asked him to do. He
proved you need better security.

All he proved to me was that perhaps I
should get a permit to carry a gun.

With all due respect, sir, I think your
daughter's right.

You're an extremely controversial
candidate, and you've been receiving

threats for weeks.

Love letters from Cranks, Miss Houston.
Part and parcel of politics.

Well, that's what happens to a mayor
when he gets bounced out of office for

using tech.

Dad paid his debt. Six years' cold time.

Yeah. Then he gets out of the freezer.
What does he do? He runs for mayor.

Again. Like nothing ever happened.

Access the dictionary. Look on their
goal.

I think you'll see a picture of your
father. Hey, just wait a minute. It's

right, Gwen.

He's just saying what the opposition has
been saying all along.

Only Mr. Cardigan has the guts to say it
to my face.

But that still doesn't mean I need his
help.

You need somebody's help.

Full audio and visual.

Top of the line.

Looks like you're right.

You don't have a security problem. In
fact, you've got no security at all.

Can't you put somebody else on the Avery
case?

I'm afraid that's not an option. Why
not?

I'm convinced you're the man for the
job. Well, I'm not convinced. I am, and

pay your salary.

Look,

Avery doesn't even want our help.

He's uncontrollable.

Exactly why his daughter hired Cosmos.
And if you ask me, I think it was a good

idea. You know, there's no way this
guy's going to win.

He's ten points behind in the polls.

That doesn't mean he doesn't need
protection.

You yourself found the surveillance
device in the man's office.

Come on, I'll level with me, will you?

What's really going on here?

You think I have an ulterior motive.

Well, you usually do.

True.

But it's none of your business.

Besides, Avery's a paying client.

Yeah, he's also a tech head. Ex -tech
head.

I mean, he'll be dirty.

I think he's reformed.

Based on what?

The concept is called benefit of the
doubt, if I'm not mistaken. It's the

concept I once applied to you. Nobody
just walks away from tech. It's not that

easy. Avery spent six years in the
freezer.

Lost everything.

Now he's starting over.

With half the city hating his guts,
doesn't sound easy to me.

That's it. Thanks.

Double locks on every entrance. With
twin backups.

And codes?

Only. What about holographic detection?

Do you really think there could be
somebody out there as clever as Jack

Cardigan?

Gee, I don't know.

I'll order the new detectors now. Good.

I'm really grateful you took the case,
Mr. Cardigan.

Well, Walter Baskin wouldn't have it any
other way.

His election is very important to my
father.

I bet she's pretty important to you,
too.

You'd be surprised.

Well, I was growing up. Dad was a
missing person.

When he was a cop, he spent 20 hours a
day on patrol.

When he was mayor, he lived in his
office.

And then there was tech.

Hey, Gwen.

Last night... Hey, you said the same
things a lot of other people are saying.

The truth is, Frank Avery would make a
fine mayor.

And if the voters don't want to give him
a second chance, they don't deserve

him. Excuse me, Jake.

There's a problem with the new vertical
matrix scanner.

Uh, duty calls.

Excuse me.

I wasn't trying to pry. I was writing a
routine scan looking for hack tracks,

just like you told me.

And? And some data.

Well, it just sort of popped up.

Oh, boy.

Huh.

Where's Avery now?

Set central bid rehearsing for his next
debate with Brackett.

Looks like we're going to have our first
lover spat.

Don't be too catty, Jake.

My opponent's idea of getting tough on
crime seems to be longer suspended

sentences and more permissiveness.

Something which every study has shown to
be at the root of our current problems.

In this debate, Mr. Avery will
undoubtedly tell you about his plans for

the same.

I'll tell you about a program that
works.

Very impressive, Mr. Brackett.

But you are aware that you're allowed a
full five minutes for your opening

statement.

I've said what I need to say, but I do
want more reverb.

Deepen the bait and make sure your color
balance is accurate. This suit is

black, not blue, black.

I'll speak to it before tonight's
debate.

Whenever you're ready, Mr. Avery.

Sure.

Go get him, Mr. Soon -to -be Mayor.

Thank you, Ms. Soon -to -be Vice Mayor.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm not going to make any promises that
I can't keep.

I've come here to ask you to let me have
a second chance.

Excuse me, Mr. Avery. We seem to have a
technical problem.

Your hollow elements haven't arrived.

I don't have any hollow elements,
Rebecca.

It's just me.

I want to talk about tech and how we can
beat it. There are no fancy gizmos.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm not going to make any promises that
I can't keep.

Your running mate's man of the pure
routine might have worked eight years

but these are the 40s.

You're taller than I remember, Kyle.

Shin implants?

Research indicates that the ideal height
for a politician is 186 centimeters.

And I guess these days voters like
candidates with blue eyes.

Are those corneal implants?

Debate. like all politics, are about
image.

Have been since before Nixon -Kennedy.

You know, I voted for Avery the first
time.

I really feel sorry for him.

It's not over yet, Kyle.

You know, you'd make one hell of a vice
mayor.

Ever think about switching parties?

Faith and trust, Vivian.

How was it? Everything all right? You
were great.

Good.

What did my young opponent have to say?

Nothing much.

Good.

Because I've got plenty.

I'm going to go make a vid call.

Okay.

Make it brief, Mr. Cardigan, okay?

I don't have much time for cops and
robbers.

Yeah, but you sure do have that robber
part down pretty good, don't you?

What are you talking about?

One of my operatives has fumbled across
some pretty interesting information on

your database.

What kind of information?

Donations from shell corporations,
controlled by interlocking stewardships.

that's a classic Tech Lord arrangement.

Meaning what? Some Tech Lord pulls my
strings.

Well, I'd say the evidence is pretty
incriminating.

Passcodes to every file on my computer.
You want to poke around? Please be my

guest.

Gee, what makes me think I'm not going
to find anything?

Look, when this is over, we can go three
rounds in the alley if you want. No

holds barred.

But until then, please, just do your
job. Nothing more, nothing less, all

I'll do my job.

I just don't want to be part of cover
-up.

Who's asking you to?

Hello, level six.

Right where our pal last walked off.

Traces, tracks, nothing.

I'm gonna head up to level seven.

My guess is that it will be clean.

Just like eight, nine, and ten.

There's no trail to follow because
there's no heck.

Which means Avery's dirty, right?

That's what I like about you, Jake. You
never jump to conclusions.

Hey, come on.

Look, Avery gets hooked on tech, right?

Spent six years doing cold time. Two
months out of the box, he's already

for office like nothing ever happened.

I'm sorry. I just don't buy his
miraculous overnight rehabilitation.

So you're saying the man doesn't deserve
a second chance?

Only if he really is off -tech.

Eureka, as the Greeks say.

And what does Nika say?

She found a footprint.

A tiny bit of cyber trash.

Somebody's been hacking in Avery's file.

Somebody's good.

Dammit. We have a prowler.

You're getting sloppy, Will.

Deal with it.

Now.

Brainwarp!

Too bad, cutie. We could have had fun
together.

Worked like a charm.

Did? Hi.

A friend left prints on three different
levels.

Clarissa Wells.

Wirehead.

I bumped into her before. She freelances
for all kinds of unsavory things.

So did she flat the information in
Avery's file?

Damn straight.

The hacker tracks in Avery's computer
are an exact match for the footprints on

my bud.

Yeah, but the question is, I mean, is
Wells on her own or is she working for

Avery?

You got a location on Wells?

Yep.

Like our wire head uploaded herself out
of here look out

Did you get a look at our fleeing
friend?

No, it wouldn't matter if I did anyway.
He was wearing a morph mask.

How do you know?

I wasn't hitting skin.

Okay, sunshine, who hired you to poke
around Frank Avery's computer?

You talk, we deal.

And maybe you avoid cold time.

Looks like the lady's not afraid of the
freezer.

Well, maybe she thinks her friends are
going to be there for her when she gets

out. As far as her friends are
concerned.

Well,

they'll do anything it takes to make
sure she doesn't talk. Even if that

taking her out while she's on ice.

Boy, dying in the freezer.

Very grim.

Press off.

Come on, Will.

Wise up.

Tell us who hired you.

It's your only way out.

Not exactly.

That's our boy all right. The identiform
never fails.

Hey, I'm telling you that that is a
morph mask.

No, it couldn't be. The electromagnetic
field from the cyber rig would have

scrambled a mask. I know what I saw.

Or what I felt, anyway.

Maybe it wasn't your garden variety
mask.

Possibly. But there aren't many people
that could build something that

sophisticated.

Maybe, I don't know, six tops.

How about some names?

Coming your way.

This time, pull the plug on crime.

Vote for me, Kyle Brackett, for mayor.

Audio off.

Nikki, you there?

You bellowed, sir?

I scratched Diane Merle off the list.

She's the biggest morph mask dealer in
the Asian quarter.

Was. Past tense.

Woman lives in a convent now.

Man, she must be doing Mondo penance.

Another name would be nice.

Jonas LaSalle.

I can guarantee you he hasn't thrown the
priesthood.

Jonas doesn't like you.

I liked her.

Hey, Jonas knows you.

You were in here last year. You blew up
my display case.

Maybe I can make it up to you.

With a few credits?

Looking for a morph mask.

I hear you carry top of the line.

How many credits did you have to spend?

Well, that's up to you.

I'm looking for one just like this.

Jonas is closed.

Window.

Thank you for your patronage.

You got audio on Jonas?

For what it's worth. Listen.

Hi, big boy.

I'm Veronica.

I play the Veronica.

High notes or low notes?

Boy, I gotta hand it to you, Nika. I'll
tell you, your surveillance techniques,

they never fail.

Flattery will get you somewhere.

In this case, Avery Campaign
Headquarters.

Gwen just sent up a distress signal.

All right, I'm on my way.

Dad, please don't go.

Look, I promise I'll be back before
curfew.

Back from where?

He's going to Rosemont House at the tech
rehab center.

Yeah. Yeah, that's five blocks from
where a group of tech addicts killed two

cops. I'm aware of that.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I don't want
to be late.

Hold on.

I can't provide security to you in a
place like that.

Well, then I guess I'll just have to
take my chances.

You don't go anywhere without my
approval.

You're forgetting, Mr. Cardigan, you
work for me.

All right.

How about a holoconference?

Definitely not.

That's bracket style, not mine.

Cut the man -of -the -people act, Avery.

Those people need help.

I promise to be there, and I will.

And it's my job to keep you alive.

Fine. Just stay out of my way.

All right.

I want you to ride with him. Standard
security procedures. He gives you any

trouble, turn the car around, and come
back here.

Knowing my dad, he'll get out and hit.

Yeah, well, that's why we're going to be
right behind. Come on.

Please stand back. Everybody move back.

Thank you. Move back, please. Everybody
move back, please. Come on.

A little further back. Stand back.

Appreciate more lead time next time.
Well, these things happen when all you

about is photo ops. This is a photo op?
Bet you ten credits.

Folks! I'm not here this morning to
answer questions. As a matter of fact,

is kind of private.

And I'd ask all of the press to leave
right now.

You can tear me to shreds on the 6 o
'clock bit. I can't fall much further

behind in the polls than I already have.

Looks like you don't take credits.

You heard what the man said. Let's go.

Want to take the lead out front?

Oh, sure, Jake. I love hanging out in
neighborhoods where they shoot cops on

sight. Come on, let's go. Stand back,
please.

That's it. That's it for today.

Listen up, people.

I'm not here to preach today.

I'm really here to find out what I can
do for you.

How'd you get addicted?

Well, I wish I could give you a real sob
story.

Something that'd excuse what I did, but
I can't.

So how'd you kick the habit?

My daughter.

When I realized that tech cost me six
years of her life.

I knew what I'd done was truly
unforgivable.

Or so I thought.

And then I got lucky.

She forgave me.

And taught me that feeling sorry for
myself was pointless.

You see, you have to let go of the
shame.

You have to believe.

That you're worth saving.

Come on, Avery.

Once a tech head, always a tech head.

Look, I know what I did was wrong.

There's no excuse for it.

And I'm here today to tell you I'm here
to try and make up for it. Or at least

in part.

With what?

Phony promises?

This shelter's gonna run out of plastic
in less than a month. What are you gonna

do about it? I'll tell you what I'm
gonna do.

I'm gonna come back here tomorrow with
the media.

And we're gonna ask for donations.

And I am not going to leave here until
we have 50 ,000 credits pledged. What do

you say?

I'd say we take the city back from the
tech lords and we start right here with

the people at Rosemont.

Look, you can't trust him.

He's a liar.

Hey, listen, I happen to agree with you,
okay? But the man does have the right

to speak. Go to hell.

Come on, let's go, Gary. Come on, get
out of here.

Let's go.

Stop it.

Stop fighting.

All right, okay.

Take it easy. Everything's all right
now.

All right?

Now hand me the gun.

No.

Let you and me talk, son.

But first, why not let everyone else go,
all right?

I don't know.

You don't want to hurt innocent people,
do you?

I mean, I'm the one you're after, right?

Okay. They can go.

What's your name, son?

Greg.

All right, Greg.

Now, why don't you tell me why you're so
angry?

You don't care about me.

Yes, I do.

Nobody does.

My life isn't worth anything.

No!

It will be if you kick tech.

Look at me. I did it.

You can too, Greg.

But I don't know how.

I don't know who to believe.

You've got to start by believing in you,
Greg.

You have to forgive yourself. That's the
key.

Now, put down the gun, okay?

Please, just give me the gun.

Hey, Sam, we had a shooter here, but
everything's under control.

Good thing, because now Jonas Lathal
needs your help.

For what?

According to Nika, two goons are shaking
him down, and they're not being very

gentle, Jake.

All right.

Let's go over here.

News of Frank Avery's dramatic encounter
at the Rosemont earlier today has

brought his campaign forward in a way
that no one thought he could.

Why was Jake Cardigan here?

Jonas doesn't know a Jake Cardigan.

Yes, yes. Now Jonas remembers Jake
Cardigan. What did he want?

Wrist vids.

He wanted wrist vids.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, please. Jonas
doesn't like anyone to handle the

My boss doesn't like any of these people
who don't come clean.

Jonas swears he said nothing.

Hi, big boy.

I'm Veronica.

Jonas is ruined.

Better than dead.

This has not been a good day for Jonas.

Well, it could get worse.

If I don't get those two to spill who
they work for, I can't shut them down.

Jonas will do you one better.

The face someone wants to hide is the
face of Jonas that keeps on record.

Just in case.

That's what the guy in the mask really
looks like.

Jonas doesn't know his name.

Is it Jake Cardigan?

No.

Jake Cardigan knows somebody who will.

Adam Trask.

He's muscled for the Carson tech cartel.
I'm surprised you're still alive, Jake.

Well, thanks for your vote of
confidence.

If Trask is involved, the stakes in this
election must be very high.

The tech lords don't want Avery to win.

Like he's got a chance.

Obviously, you haven't heard the results
of the latest cyber poll.

Thanks to the Rosemont incident, Avery
and Brackett are now neck and neck.

I still don't buy it.

And why would the tech lords back a law
and order guy like Kyle Brackett?

I suppose you've never heard of a
crooked politician using law and order

cover.

Jonas.

I'm not going to be able to find this
Trask character as long as he's wearing

your top -of -the -line morph mask.

Hey, Jonas prides himself on
craftsmanship.

Hey, well, Jonas better start priding
himself and finding a way to make that

morph mask fail.

A nullifier.

Not easy.

You want those guys to come back to your
shop and redecorate it again for you?

Fine, Jonas. A workstation.

Jonas.

Meet Nika. Nika, this is Jonas. You two
are going to be working together, all

right? Have fun.

Jonas wonders, who does Nika's hair?

Kyle Brackett, the anti -tech crusader,
is a patsy for a pack of tech lords?

Talk about strange bedfellows. Then it
gets worse.

Adam Trask is the cartel's big fixer.

They got a problem, he solves it. And
right now, you're their biggest problem.

He's right, Dad. Your encounter at
Rosemont changed a lot of mine.

So you want to stay alive to see the end
of this election?

Then you'll take my advice.

And what advice would that be?

Lay low till we get enough evidence on
Brackett to go public.

Or at least until we nail Trask. I got a
fundraiser scheduled at Rosemont. I

can't let those people down.

And you won't be letting them down if
you get yourself killed?

Brackett's already killed you.

With words on the vid wave.

To my wishy -washy opponent,
rehabilitation is just another way of

revolving door.

Just another way of keeping tech heads
and the danger they represent on our

streets. Here's my position. Do tech and
you're frozen out.

Out of society and most certainly out of
politics.

Cyberpoll instant tabulation. Frank
Avery down 25%. Kyle Brackett up 27 .5%.

Okay, Vivian, we got work to do. And
don't even think it, Cardigan. If I go

ground now, everyone will think I'm
afraid to stand up for what I believe

You stand up for one thing, and that's
getting elected. Period.

Yes, that's right.

With or without your vote.

Let's go, Vivian.

Your father is probably the most
stubborn, irritating man I think I ever

He's beginning to grow on you, isn't he?

Jonas needs more light. I'll get you
more light.

Jonas needs a hypersonic drill.

Fine, I'll get you a hypersonic drill.

And a pair of fiber optic pliers.

Do I look like Santa Claus?

And an electromagnetic scrambler, cyber
conduit, and a hydraulic welding torch.

Anything else?

How about a kiss, sweet cake?

Not in this lifetime.

How about lunch?

Mika just lost her appetite.

We need credits to run rehab centers
like Rosemont.

If we can save just one life by keeping
these doors open, then we've performed a

miracle.

But we need your credit transfers to do
it, so please, interact now.

I give him a nine plus for sincerity.

And a zero for security.

Look who's here.

How about taking a question from the
floor, Mr. Avery? You can't wait for the

debate tonight?

It's all right, Mr. Cardigan. Let the
man speak.

So, tell us, what is your position on
law enforcement?

Will you approve funding for personal
police security fields?

Well, in theory, yes, but I'd have to
examine the costs first.

Then exactly what do you support,
besides these sleazy flop houses?

Tech rehab is my number one priority,
Mr. Brackett.

And I'm sure we know why.

What about cyber libraries?

A balanced budget, Adway expansion.

I don't make idle campaign promises,
sir.

Maybe that's because you can't make
choices, which is what being a leader is

about.

You're not fooling anybody.

Really?

Cyber poll shows I just gained two
points.

Excuse me.

Sir, please, come with me to the wall.

Uh -oh.

Get back.

Turn around.

Good God.

Sorry, mister, it's kind of tense here
today.

Dad's gone.

He went out the side door with the
reporter.

Mika, we lost Avery.

Someone just tipped the media that a big
story about Frank Avery is going to

break at an abandoned theater half a
block west.

Smells like a setup.

Sounds like an inside job.

I mean, they had to know the exact time
and place in order to pull this off.

Look, we've got more immediate problems
before this date is on the move.

All right, you run interference.

Keep away from that theater.

Our next vice mayor, the Honorable
Vivian Rogers, has a very important

statement.

Houston's messing things up. Now she's
got Rogers making a speech.

Handle it.

How? Make a speech yourself.

No. What have you done, you bastard? I
was mayor again. Take it easy. Take it

easy. It was tech.

Avery, it was only tech. No, I was mayor
again.

I took the oath of office.

Everyone was working with me. We were
going to save the city.

It was tech.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

No.

No.

Serving on the city council was an
honor, but undoubtedly the proudest

my public life was... Excuse me, Ms.
Rogers.

Aren't you just stalling, or more
accurately, covering up?

I'm not sure what you're trying to say.
I'm trying to say that I have reliable

information that at this very moment,
your running mate is not far from here,

the middle of a tech trip.

That is an outrageous accusation.

It's the truth.

Follow me.

Shake me, he's on the move.

All right, well, I got it covered for
now. Just keep me posted, all right?

Well, let's go. We got to get out of
here.

What? Don't you think the public
deserves to know about this?

Yeah, you're a politician. You know
better than that.

Let's go.

Avery was here. I swear to it.

I have a reliable source.

Come with me. There's something else I
should show you.

When we get to a bridge, why don't you
just pull over and let me jump?

Too chancy.

Might survive the fall.

Here.

Is this your thing?

Let's put it on mark one, maximum force.

Quick results, guaranteed.

You don't get it, do you?

After what's happened today, I am
finished.

What did happen today?

What, did somebody wave a tech chip at
you and you couldn't turn it down?

They grabbed me. They took me to that
place and they jammed that damn headset

my skull.

So you were set up.

Is that something to be ashamed of?
Don't you see? I went straight back to

same place I was eight years ago,
Cardigan.

I went straight back to my favorite
trip.

The day I was inaugurated.

All those people cheering me outside the
Civic Center.

My wife and daughter standing beside me,
waving.

And you loved it.

Every blissful second of it.

See, that's my big beef with you, Avery,
you know?

I mean, you come out of that freezer,
you're smiling, you're shaking hands.

Every cliche we've ever seen. Like it's
all over with.

But you know what? It's not that easy.

I mean, tech is one mean monkey.

And you're going to have it on your back
for the rest of your life, period.

You can't beat it.

You just got to keep fighting every day.

And not run from air either, right?

No, I didn't say that.

I didn't say get out of the game.

How could I possibly stay in the game?

What did you tell those kids at the
rehab center?

You got to believe in yourself.

You say things to kids to get them
going. Come on.

What'd you tell Gwen?

You tell Gwen that, too? You tell her
stuff?

Come on, she believes in you, no matter
what happens.

Do it for her.

They say you're a fixer.

Well, so far, you haven't fixed Jack.

The bogus record, the rehab riot, the
tech OD, nothing's worked.

According to the latest cyber poll,
Avery's gonna win. It's your own fault.

look like an ass on the vid. And whose
fault was it that the media caught me

with my pants down?

It won't happen again. We're taking
Avery out of the equation.

Murder? No.

I have some morals.

Deal me out.

Let me make something perfectly clear.

I am not here to negotiate. I am here to
tell you what to do.

And if self -preservation rates high on
your cyber pole, you will do exactly

what I tell you. And you will do it damn
quick.

Hello, Viv.

Vivian?

You're in on this?

I thought I was crooked.

What went wrong?

Jay Cardigan. He got to Avery before the
media could.

And now Avery's a slam dunk. Time for
plan B.

Which is what?

After Avery wins, Vivian takes his
place.

Avery will never go for that.

That's the thing about dead people.

They'll put up with almost anything.

Jake figured it had to be somebody on
the inside.

I figured it had to be somebody high up
on the future.

Well, they said you were good.

They said the same about you?

Too bad they were wrong.

Yeah.

Unfortunately, goodness, they got
nothing to do with it.

If you reverse the polarity, it'll blow.

Watch. And learn.

Would you give me that drill?

How are we doing?

We've done better.

What happened at Rosemont? I'm hearing
all kinds of stories on the vid.

Someone tried to frame Avery for using
tech.

Someone? You mean Brackett, with helpful
tracks.

Well, you look like you've been to one
hell of a party.

Yeah, try a Black Widow with a hell of a
bite.

Vivian's our leak. She's working for
Trask.

So if Trask kills Avery, Vivian becomes
mayor.

And the Tech Lords control City Hall.

Now put me through to Avery.

I want to help heal this community. To
bring us all together in a common

purpose.

Three weeks ago, Frank Avery was down 14
points in the poll.

His candidacy doomed.

Only a miracle could put him in the
mayor's mansion on election day.

And who believes in miracle?

But now that Frank Avery has bounced
back in the polls, his election

assured, we may soon witness the most
amazing political comeback in this

century.

If I were Frank Avery, I would believe
in miracles.

So what's the word on Houston?

He's not the priority right now.

But she heard everything.

So, it's her word against yours. Do you
have any idea how easy it is to deal

with a sole witness?

Now, you take care of Cardigan's
security systems, and this will all be

about five minutes.

Thank you.

I can't get through.

Call Sam. Tell her I'm on my way.

Jonas. My friend, I need that nullifier
now. Jonas isn't finished.

Well, I'll take what you've got.

Jonas is an artisan, a craftsman.

Jonas is going to be a dead man if Jake
doesn't stop Trask.

It only works when you're close to the
mask.

How close?

Very close.

Thank you.

Thank you.

The Matrix polls are about to close.

Citizens only have about one minute left
to vote, so for just this once, I'll

keep it short.

It's been a long, difficult campaign,
but no matter what happens, I owe you

all my undying respect and eternal
gratitude.

Thank you for giving me a second chance.

Thank you.

Polls are now closed. Electoral program
tabulating.

Final tally, Kyle Brackett, 6 ,801 ,215
votes.

Frank Avery, 9 million.

Yes!

Thank you.

All right,

I'll cover Avery. You go find Vivian.

For my dad. No, that's my job.

Have you seen Miss Rogers?

She's giving an interview.

Can I have your attention, please?

When I started this, all the experts
said it would be hopeless.

They all said that I was most certainly
doomed to fail.

Well, I can tell you, it sure feels good
to prove them wrong.

Just a second, just a second.

Not just because I've won.

But because and thanks to you, I can now
finally redeem myself and

make up for the terrible wrong that I
inflicted on this city and on the people

who believed in me.

You've given me my second chance.

And I swear to you that I will do
everything in my power to give this city

second chance. Thank you all very much.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Tough game, politics.

Tell me about it.

Also implicated was losing candidate
Kyle Brockett, who had this to say at

arrest.

I didn't know what they had in mind. I
never would have been a party to murder,

though I know what I did was abhorrent.

I just hope our new mayor and the public
he serves can find it in their hearts

to forgive me.

In other news... That guy sounds like
he's still running for office. He

is. I've no doubt.

As soon as Brackett is out of the
freezer, he'll be asking the voters for

second chance.

The voters will spit in his eye. That's
what you said about Avery.

Never underestimate the power of society
to forgive or forget.

Hey, you're a cynic.

I'm a realist.

Yeah, what do you call the people that
support a guy like Brackett?

Voters? Yeah.

Well, if the voters would put a weasel
like Brackett back in office, they'll

elect anybody.

Ooh, that's an interesting thought.

I'll remember that for my own campaign.

You'd run for public office?

What, councilman?

Mayor?

Governor? Hey, you're getting close.

Whatever. You got my vote. You don't
even know my platform.

I know who's paying my salary.

Cynic.

Realist.