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Clearance, this is November 207.

Ready to copy IFR to Washington Dulles. USM 207, clearance delivery. Clear to

Washington Dulles. Fly runway heading.

What the hell was that?

November, the most common engine fire. Requesting immediate vectors for

Hey, bud.

Hey. What's up?

Can't sleep?

Yeah.

We didn't get to see it.

Well, you know, the northern lights don't go away.

Gives you and me a reason to come back next year.

Yeah.

Dad.

Pressure. We gotta get down.

Pressure equalizing. Airspeed stable.

Morning, Bob.

Morning, Frank.

When you're in love, mind how they fly.

All of them gone.

Nothing but blue skies from now on.

Hey, honey.

What do you say you and I grab lunch at the other house today?

I wish. I'm working double.

Oh, and I hit on your long john.

Okay, well, I can bring lunch to you.

They were in the wash that I asked you to drive last night.

Hey, Luke, come on. You're late.

Can we make curfew 12 .30 tonight?

You know nothing good happens after midnight. I know, but it's homecoming

and everyone's going to Devin's after. I don't want to be the only one not

going. You've got a point.

It's okay if it's okay with your dad, but not a minute later, all right? Go.

Come on. You're late.

So that's a big N .O. for lunch?

What is it with you and lunch already?

Why are you smiling like that? Are you having a stroke?

We got the cabin.

They accepted our offer.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

When did he call? He didn't. He texted me this morning.

And we're really doing this?

Come on. I think it's meant to be.

How exactly are we paying for all of this?

I'll sell my truck, my right arm, my left nut.

Come on.

That's what Tom wants to talk about over lunch.

And work?

What about work? Oh, this will be a huge distraction.

Well, the town's been as quiet as a smile since before I can remember.

Can't do this forever. Getting old.

Need to start thinking about the future.

Marshals are your family.

And they'll continue to be.

It's not going to happen overnight, but... I mean, the timing feels right.

Luke's doing better.

Hasn't had a nightmare for months.

You and I are on solid ground, so... It's your turn.

You mean that?

You mean yabbering on about owning a bed and breakfast since we were teenagers.

I mean, come on.

Do I mean that?

It's what you want.

It's what we want. It's what I want.

We did good. Did I do good? Yeah.

All

right.

Got your favorite, big guy.

Nutty long john with frosting.

None of that custard nonsense.

Someone's in a good mood.

Morning, Jane.

How's the back?

Not any better, but thanks for reminding me.

You only brought donuts because you know I'm still juicing.

Annie's not going to know. Come on.

Annie knows everything.

Got a chocolate one in there for me?

Yeah.

What are you guys doing here?

Well, Nora and I learned how to play hopscotch, so she painted me a special

to practice with.

She did not.

And Mommy was bouncing off the walls about to lose her mind, so we decided to

get a coffee and drop off Daddy's special rock at work, huh?

This is so cool.

Did you paint this?

My daddy loves hopscotch.

Yeah, you know what else Daddy loves?

Donuts. Yes, he does. No, Daddy doesn't want a donut. No, because if Daddy loses

two more pounds, Mommy's got a surprise waiting for him in the bedroom.

Say bye, Daddy.

Bye, Daddy. Love you.

Bye. Bye, girls.

Give me my rock.

Yeah, there you go. Put these away.

Morning, Frank.

Morning, Hutch.

Did you bring your wallet with those donuts?

Why? You owe me 20 bucks.

Oh, shit, she didn't show up for court.

Nope. Frank, that was the fire chief.

He says there's smoke up north, but they can't get a visual.

He's hoping you can take the chopper and get eyes.

Let's check it out.

Hopscotch. Really?

Sold on Sesame Street.

Now, Don, even if you don't lose two pounds, you'll always be my

Holy shit.

Is that... Hey, Fred, put us down close to this.

And voice.

Get him out! Come on! Get him out! Come on! Let's go!

Go!

Let's get back to the job. What's going on here?

Come on, get up!

Donny, get up!

Back off!

Back off!

Back off!

All right, let's go!

Let's do it, let's go!

Come on, let's go, you guys!

Go!

When did this happen? Under an hour ago. Hey, cars, got a link? All

unresponsive. Good.

Find out what the NRO knows.

I'll have Nori put a team in place once we get a body count. I don't think you

understand. The operation is still active.

You said the plane was down.

Communications didn't break until after impact. We have reason to believe there

are survivors. Shit. So, we're exposed.

The FAA's still in dark.

You need to bring in Scofield.

Okay, that's a terrible idea. We are outside the law here.

Scofield has inside access.

How she created Havelock.

As far as I'm concerned, this is her mess.

So you find whatever bed or bottle she's in and bring her here.

miss the biggest birthday party of the year.

Where's the cake? Ty's losing his lip on the stairs. You've got to come. No way.

You're giving her a fish?

Just you two, sis.

Zoe and her dad volunteer for PETA.

Why would you bring her an exotic fish that was stolen from the wild?

It's just a fish.

What's going on with the case?

You know I can't talk about work.

Nathan says they're going to refer you to the Inspector General.

Who told him that? He said that if you're charged, you can go to prison.

To prison?

Agent Schofield?

Maybe. Ma 'am, you need to come with us.

It's about the Atwater Protocol.

Your father was a good man, Sid.

We miss him, too.

Why am I here?

We grabbed his ass outside Khabarovsk, 20 kilometers north of the Chinese

border. They kept things under wraps while it came to mobilize.

We flew him to a base in Alaska, then moved him to a cohort transport.

This one's movement hits up.

The mission was run as a black -up.

The division determined that J -Pat's transport provided optimal cover.

the marshals nor the pilots had mission details.

You rerouted a prison transport through Alaska to pick up Havelock? It was level

four. Even the chief master sergeant at Eielson is still in the dark. The

problem is the plane lost radar contact at 0700.

Satellite images indicate there are survivors, which means Havelock is in

Sounds like you have a problem.

It's our problem, Sidney. No, wrong. You pushed me out.

Well, now I need you back.

Come on, lay down, buddy.

All right, everyone, circle up.

We have a downed plane two miles south from here. This is the transport.

Twin jets, so it's probably big enough to see about 100 detainees. What do you

mean, detainees? It's a J -PATS plane.

Justice Prisoner Alien Transportation is used to move inmates around the country

to court dates, trials.

Wait, we got convicts down there? We got a lot worse than that. These are

federal inmates.

Foreign, domestic, male, female, armed, violent, and dangerous.

So assume for some this is going to be their one shot at freedom.

Now, with every minute that passes, our problems multiply.

The first thing I want to do is lock down the valley.

Close the steeps in both directions.

We need a command post.

You know, somewhere with water, power, enough room for air transport.

Yukon River Cap on Highway 11. No, too far. What else? How about the old Empire

Cement Factory in Milo 6?

Let's make that happen, okay? And someone call the hospital.

Tell them to initiate emergency protocol, okay? Tell them... Tell them

a tidal wave of trouble coming their way.

Guess not what Frank has to wait.

Boy, what's going on?

There was an accident.

Some kind of prison transport.

Dr. Lynn says we're rolling triage.

Tell him they're locking down the third floor.

Frank, are you all right? What's going on? They said there was an accident. Jay

Patz went down. Donnie's been hurt. They're waiting on the medevac now.

What do you mean, hurt?

Hang on. I got the manifesto in your office.

Your photos. Come on, I need photos.

I've each queued sinister dossiers with next -of -kin criminal records. I've got

to go identify the dead.

I need photos.

Frank, talk to me. What happened?

Donnie's been stabbed, so somebody needs to let Annie know. He's going to be

headed your way soon.

Okay, and what about you? Are you all right?

Is Luke in any danger?

Luke's safe. He's at school. I'm fine.

I wish I had my long johns on.

Look, honey, I'm going to have to go.

I'll call you when I can.

Frank? Yeah? Be careful, all right? And stay safe until the cavalry gets there.

Honey, we are the cavalry.

The supervisory deputy in Alaska is Frank Remnick. Tell him as little as

possible, but don't shut him off. We have no jurisdiction there.

Mr. Palphook is the gatekeeper.

What's our angle?

The guy's captain of bumfuck Alaska, born and bred.

He did six years in Chicago on the fugitive task force, but he couldn't

the city.

He got reassigned back to the icebox, and since then he has fired his service

weapon twice in five years. Not a death on his watch.

He's never faced anything like this.

So he's going to doubt himself.

Exploit that vulnerability.

Make him understand that he needs your help.

Best friends. Got it. Who's my babysitter at the Bureau?

A couple agents out of Anchorage. Bolton and Shaw.

They've been briefed. They'll wait for you on the ground. He's on the line.

Remember, we need him.

If the marshals box us out, this thing turns into a big shit black hole.

Mr. Remnick, Sidney Schofield. I believe the Anchorage field office told you

that I would be reaching out. They did. They just weren't real clear on who you

work for.

Understandable. It's complex.

I work for a multi -agency task force. What is that, code for clandestine? I'm

working on getting you the unclassified version of what's unfolding. Because the

marshals run the JPATs, not the CIA. I can't discuss that on an unsecured line.

But what I can tell you is I'm headed your way to brief you on the situation

to provide you with resources. Until then, I need you to do whatever it takes

secure the perimeter. Can you do that?

Let's go through. This is Alaska.

There is no perimeter.

Boo! Hey.

Hey. Hey, you bring your coat?

It's in my locker. What are we doing?

We're ditching the pep rally.

Why?

It's a surprise, okay?

Come on.

Good morning, Huskies.

Principal Kanagi here with an important announcement.

I've been told that the police are responding to a disturbance in the

surrounding area, and Officer Marks with the Alaska State Troopers is here to

address the situation.

Thank you, Principal Carnegie.

So, as stated, we are working to contain a situation up in the Yukon Flats.

Now, you are safe here, but out of an abundance of caution, we are placing the

school in a soft lockdown.

Sadly, that also means tonight's game against North Star and tomorrow night's

homecoming dance will have to be rescheduled.

Go Huskies.

Marshal Granger, I owe you my life.

Frank Remnick, supervisory deputy. How are you feeling?

You find the others?

You can't leave them.

Three marshals are dead, plus one of the pilots.

Eighteen others are MIA.

Right, so you think they're dead.

It's 15 degrees, so it doesn't look good.

Val, can you give us a moment? Thank you.

Listen, you want to medivac to Fairbanks. Right.

But before you go...

I need to know what happened up there.

They didn't make God loose and sabotage the plane. Which one?

I don't know.

We diverted and made an unscheduled pickup.

Diverted where?

I think it was an air base.

An air base where?

Middle of nowhere.

I mean, how far from the West Coast? I don't know.

Okay, it's okay. Just tell me what you physically saw.

He was hooded, restrained.

They called him Havelock.

They said he was high priority and off book.

And you still loaded him? No.

Not with the others. Put him in the back. Well, whose authority did you load

with? We strapped him in, which we never do. It's against protocol to secure an

inmate. But this guy, it's like he knew.

He knew what?

That we were never going to stop him.

This guy is smarter than anyone else.

He just felt that he knew the moment his feet hit the ground, he was going to be

a free man.

Frank, head back, sir. Just give me a moment.

Just so I'm clear, you're telling me a J -PATS made an unscheduled stop, picked

up a con who wasn't on the manifest, who wasn't on our authority, and nobody

asked any questions? Yeah, yeah.

Frank, they gotta go.

Okay.

I'm telling you, this guy brought down the plane.

What the hell was that about?

I don't know.

So I'm going to go with him and get a statement.

How's Donnie?

Hey.

Heard you stabilized the bleeding.

Got lucky today.

Yeah, I hear we both did.

Congrats.

The cabin?

Tom told me last night at poker.

Happy for you, it's there.

You put off whatever Marshall dreams of.

What's that, Don?

Surviving.

Going home to your wife in the end.

Careful out there.

You almost home?

All right, listen up. The crew's coming from out of town. I want to welcome you

to the territory of the Lower Tanana people, also known as the Fairbanks

Star Borough. Treat our community with respect, you'll get in like kind.

Now, Marshal Remnick and I have prepared this briefing, but understand this. We

are piecing together information in real time.

Mugshots and jackets are still filtering in from BOP, so once we get them,

you'll get them.

What we do know is that there were 52 inmates on board this flight.

23 are dead, 11 are captured, which means 18 inmates are still missing.

We're on the move.

I have more intel that's coming in by the minute.

So let's get on social and share information, but let's do it quick,

Okay, we're losing eight minutes of light a day. If we don't find them now,

are going to be doing it in the dark.

All right.

Thank you.

Mr. Remnick?

Yeah. We spoke on the phone.

Sidney Schofield.

Frank.

Mr. Remnick's my dad.

Right. Frank.

So what can you tell us about this situation?

We'll know more once we locate the black box, but the short version is the

aircraft was rerouted as part of a covert op involving a non -state actor.

And that's all you can tell me? My team's drafting a brief, which you

have within the hour. Right now, DOJ is pressing for an audit of all passengers,

dead, detained, and those still missing.

Right, and we can do that, but see, I guess what I don't understand is why was

the CIA using a J -PATS plane?

Details are classified, but it'll be in the brief. All transports run through

the marshals, and yet we weren't notified about any kind of operation.

I know you have a lot of questions. Yeah. And I'm going to try to answer all

them, but right now we are juggling multiple agencies.

So it's messy.

Is this everyone you've recovered?

So far.

The refuel goes back a mile, maybe more.

Some hell of a hat.

Here, Pilot Frank.

You've seen the debris field.

Is this an accident?

Or does it smell like bullshit to you? This is bullshit.

I mean, it's far north where they're headed.

This one was strangled.

The TKI hyoid was snapped.

I'm going to need to speak to those inmates in custody.

Yeah, you thinking Havelock did this?

What was that?

I mean, that's who you're looking for, right? Havelock.

Where do you hear that name?

There was a marshal who survived the crash.

Havelock, the one you picked up at the airbase?

I need to see that marshal. They wouldn't have rerouted the flight. They

have the authority.

Any mission details will be... Well, be in the briefing. You already said that.

Look, I'm asking some basic questions, and you're giving me a word salad.

Let's talk at base camp. Let's talk about my friend who nearly died this

morning, going into hospital right now.

He's got a wife and a little kid.

Please understand that I can't legally talk about mission details without...

don't got to give me an okey -doke, okay?

I can see what's going on.

I'm looking for 18 prisoners, and the CIA's looking for one.

You know, and there's plenty going on here that I don't understand, but I tell

you one thing I do know, I know this place, and it is unforgiving.

And hell, if the elements of the wildlife don't get you, 18 hours of

surely will.

People up here are different.

Many don't have phones, most of them have guns.

And I took an oath to protect them.

Take that oath seriously.

I want to be clear about one thing.

If you put this secret of yours before the lives and the safety of the people

this community, you and I are going to have a problem.

That's my father.

Frank.

Cards on the table, Frank.

I don't want to be here.

And I'm not in the mood to protect the people who sent me.

So tell me, what is it that you want to know?

Let's start with Havelock.

Three years ago, rumors began to swirl about a mole in the deepest corners of

the CIA.

An ideological defector selling secrets.

Not for profit.

but as part of a campaign to destabilize and destroy the American government.

His intel was so timely, so damaging, that the DOJ launched a multi -agency

force to find him. But the truth is, this turncoat isn't a threat at all.

boogeyman, created by the CIA as part of a covert op dubbed the Atwater

Protocol. The agency created a handful of these defectors who leaked intel in

order to draw out enemies so they could be terminated.

One was Levi Taylor Hartman.

Codename?

Havelock. I was tasked with weaponizing the Alpha Geek and bringing the program

back to life. I trained Havelock in weapons, language, and flat -out

for the last two years.

Havelock used intel as bait to lure out and dispatch targets in Europe and the

Far East.

It was perfect.

Until last month, when the myth became real.

Havelock vanished.

Classified intel vanished with him. For some reason, our good guy flipped and

made the story real.

Two days ago, he was captured along the Sino -Russian border. The CIA was

bringing him home when he fell from the sky and landed in your backyard.

But I guarantee you, whatever Havelock is planning, making a jailbreak at 30

,000 feet is only the beginning.

You looking for this, Trinky?

There you go.

I've been thinking about the guy Havelock on that plane.

How did he do it?

You think he had help?

What kind of help?

Well... What is this?

It's a potato spam chowder.

Sort of a northern delicacy.

Wow.

Yummy. Of course, my grandma's was the best.

Though she did steal Remy Blackjack's recipe from the church cookbook.

Come on, you're going to need it.

I try to avoid meats I can't identify.

Do a salad.

We don't do salad.

And spam is pork.

I mean, come on.

I mean, think about it.

Somebody had to help him get those explosives on board.

There's no other way.

Excuse me, I have to take this.

Yep.

Is Donnie okay?

They found internal bleeding. He's in emergency surgery. I'm headed there now.

Oh, Jesus.

Hey, have you heard from Luke? He's not answering his phone. No, Luke's fine.

He's safe. He's in lockdown at school.

Look, you take care of Donnie. I'll take care of Luke. Okay.

Hi, Jane. Look, it's me. Listen, I need a favor.

When they evacuate the school, can you pick up Luke and keep him with you?

Consider it done. Great.

How's Donnie?

Donnie's not good. He's going into surgery. Look, I'll keep you posted,

Wait.

Is there your wife?

Yeah, she is.

How are you doing?

Oh, you better if I could see.

Yeah. I'm in good hands.

You are.

Can I ask, the other marshals, do you find them?

Are they okay?

God. He's gone.

I'm scared.

Scared for us.

For Luke.

No, Luke's fine. I spoke to Jane. She's going to pick him up from school.

That's not what I mean, and you know it.

He put us back together once again.

I can't do that again.

Took an oath.

You also made a promise to me, to your son.

I mean, look at Luke. He's off his meds. He's himself again. And you, Christ,

look at you. You can walk.

You can talk. I mean, have you forgotten what you went through?

Not for one second.

This will consume you.

You can see it.

I'm seeing it already.

It doesn't have to be your fight, babe.

You've given 18 years to the marshals.

Your family.

We need you.

I went home at lunch and I put your long johns in the dryer.

What would I do without you? You would probably freeze to death.

Definitely.

Either that or starve.

Yeah. We got something.

Okay, I'm on my way.

There you go.

DOT called.

Weather service out of Anchorage is reporting an open signal from one of its

observers. Could be an SOS.

Where's it broadcasting from?

It's at the tower south of Enotai.

Six observers have a contract with weather service.

We've talked to five of them. The only one we haven't reached is Deb Weber.

Who's Deb Weber? I mean, Hutch, that's got to be 20 miles from the crash site.

I mean, come on, can a guy get that far that fast on foot?

My guy could. Who's Zeb Weber? He's an old dog driver.

He's a hermit even by Alaskan standards.

Lives on his family's homestead and runs the sled teams.

You're telling me there's an outpost with a radio and sled dogs 20 miles from

the crash site?

That's my guy.

What did you do?

You're fine.

We're not fine. We're stuck.

Is this your phone work?

We're going to have to walk.

This is so cool.

Is this the cabin your parents bought?

Still no cell signal.

What about the landline?

Disconnected. This cabin's been for sale since June.

My dad's gonna lose his shit.

You planned this for us?

Yep. This is a surprise.

When I came from here, it's happened to half a mile over that ridge.

Oh, hell.

Thing's sticking.

What? Gun, it's sticking.

We didn't leave it inside, did you?

No.

Condensation freezes. Yeah, I know.

Well, it's that or you're using a mineral -based lubricant. Either way, I

got a spare, so... Give me your weapon.

Right. Funny.

Good luck.

He's a federal agent assisting U .S. Marshals on a raid. Your CIA would know

legal jurisdiction to be here. Give me a weapon.

What, are you going to arrest me?

Fine.

But I'm not staying back.

Sure you can handle yourself?

You're right, Dad.

We're dead.

Go, go, go, go!

Shaw! Okay.

Don't fucking move! Don't move!

Put the weapon through them, I swear to God! Okay, keep it calm!

Put the weapon through them! I'm not going back!

Nice and easy! Come on, get the fuck up! Now you can see you're surrounded!

My own... The only job is to bring you in safely.

To do that, I need you to put that weapon down.

You'll kill your hostage.

Pull the fucking trigger.

I can protect you.

Okay, you're important. I know that. That's why she's here.

Put the gun down.

You and I talk.

not have luck

you

said

you pulled three more bodies from the wreckage over there

Agent Bolton's clinging to life, but our inmate didn't make it.

You want money for flowers?

This is not a joke, okay? I get paid to bring these men in alive. I got a

federal inmate dead because of you.

Can I see your files on the crew?

Hey, did you hear me?

Yeah.

This inmate... We saw him before.

Patikiae.

Suggest strangulation. So?

But there's no bruising on his wrist.

If he was cuffed and he fought back, there would be marks.

They ganged up on him. These prisoners are gutting each other.

Yeah, except this guy wasn't a prisoner.

Granger, no.

No, I talked to Granger. He told me about the crash.

Marshal Granger, it's Frank Remnick.

I need to know what happened up there.

They didn't make God loose and sabotage the plane.

Which one?

Yeah, he was hooded, restrained.

They called him Havelock.

They said he was high priority enough, Book.

This guy is smarter than anyone else.

Just felt that he knew the moment his feet hit the ground he'd be a free man.

Thank you.

Pushing pills is my job. I don't mean that.

You and Frank have done more for me than you know.

Well, you won't be so grateful once Dr.

Wright starts poking on that leg of yours.

Frank. Hey, Sarah, thank God. Listen to me. Listen to me. The guard we brought

in. Yeah. The Granger.

What about him? The Granger, okay? He's not a guard. He's a prisoner.

A prisoner. Get out of the building.

I stepped into an avalanche.

It covered up my soul.

When I am not this hunchback that you see, I sleep

beneath a golden hill.

Who wish to conquer pain You must learn, learn to serve me

well

You

strike my side by accident As you go down

for your gold

The cripple here that you clothe and feed is neither

starved nor cold.

He does not ask for your company, not at the center,

the center of the world.

pedestal. You did not raise me there.

Your laws do not compel me to

kneel, protest, and bear.

I myself am the pedestal for this ugly hump

at which you stay.

Find Sarah.

No.

Well, tell me at least you're a lead.

No, hold on. Frank, it's about Luke. Well, what about Luke?

We don't know where he is. He left.

The school pulled DC TV footage and he ditched out with Kira Moore after lunch.

Look, let's see if we can locate his phone, all right? I'm pulling up to the

school to this press conference thing right now.

Okay, I'm on it. All right?

I have begun to long...

for you I who have no greed I

have begun to ask for you

I who have no need

you say you've gone away from me

but I can feel your wind

We had an agreement.

No more secrets. You lied.

Frank, calm down. You didn't think to show me a picture of this guy? I've seen

his face, Sidney. I could have identified him.

Or maybe you didn't want me to. That's ridiculous. Maybe you know what he's

doing. Maybe you know what he's planning. You're upset.

What do you know?

What do you know? I know that right now Havelock's out there executing a plan.

I know he's two steps ahead, which puts us two miles behind.

You're hiding something from me.

Maybe tell me why is it you want to get to this guy before I do why?

They're gonna kill him The CIA want me to bring him home so they can execute

and when they're finished with him They're gonna bury me too because they

I'm a part of it So if I could get to have luck first if I could deliver him

the FBI They can help me prove the truth and I can get my life back Fuck your

life you can get your life back

We're going to find her, Frank.

No, we are not going to do anything.

I told you, if your secret put lives in danger, you and I were going to have a

problem. My best friend is dead, my son is still missing, and my wife has been

taken. Frank, I get it. You're upset. Mr. Remney!

Alaska is my jurisdiction.

And your turncoat is in my forest with my wife endangering lives.

I swore to protect, so I don't give a fuck if I have to put that plane back

together one piece at a time.

I'm going to find your guy.

And whatever else it is you're hiding. But you and I, we're done.

So you'll excuse me. I have a press conference to deliver and a manhunt to

conduct.

Frank. Yeah? We're dark.

What does that mean?

I think we lost the base station.

Multiple providers.

Internet cell service is all gone.

Hey, Sid.

You there?

Yeah, of course you're there.

Guess who?

Anyway, I'm safe and sound on the ground.

Already making plans.

Well, you know that, don't you, Sid?

You know I'm not calling to talk to you.

I'm calling to talk to you, Frank.

I'm sorry to put you in the middle of all this, you see.

Sidney and I, we have a, uh... How do I say it?

A sordid history.

But there's plenty of blame to go around.

Point is, I don't trust anyone in the CIA.

But you're a Boy Scout amongst thieves, Frank.

I trust you.

I trust you because I've spent some time with your wife.

I like her.

That's why she's still alive, Frank.

And because you're still alive, tucked away safely, you're in my debt.

So I'm going to be calling in a few favors.

You're my conduit, Frank.

We're going to get to know each other way better than we want.

And what we're going to do together, it's going to change the world.