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Previously on Talamasca...

The Talamasca facility
is all part

of some hush-hush program.

You hear things
others cannot.

Painful to listen,
isn't it, dear?

You'll get better at it.

I'm not going to kill you.

I'm Doris.
You're not cut out for this.

The back
of an entire library.

That's what the 752 is.

So, you know
what it looks like.

And I know who has it.

You and I could have
some fun together after all.

Kill me!

- Yes?
-Either your new

recruit's getting a marathon
lap dance at Cupid's,

or he's gone dark.
He missed a drop.

We've all missed a drop.
He's a rookie.

Yeah, with a rookie's
dumb instincts.

Are you sure he's still
on the level?

I'm sure.

Stay put. He'll show.

Excuse me.

I'm just wondering,
have you seen me before?

A week or two ago.
Was I here?

It's just sometimes I have
a bit of trouble with my memory.

I'm here every day.

But I haven't seen you before
in my life.

Thank you.
Appreciate it.

Wakey, wakey.
Big day ahead, amigo.

How do you take
your coffee?

Dude...
it's not like, poisoned,

if that's
what you're thinking.

You can trust me.

Question is,
can I trust you?

Young recruit comes barging in
off the street,

all full of piss
and vinegar.

Conveniently wants
to help me out.

Feels like a ruse.

It's not a ruse.

I thought
my mom was dead, okay?

Turns out she's been alive
this whole time.

She's in hiding. From them.

Sounds like
their kind of kink.

Take a look.

Jesus.

See the punctures?
Vampire bite.

That's who killed Archie.

And probably
your friend Keves, too.

And it's who
took the book.

A vampire.

- Who?
- We'll get to that.

Okay, one thing.

The book.

Full of secrets, right?

Spells? Payroll records?
I don't know.

Why is it
so important to you?

I mean, what are you
going to do with it?

Come on.

I'll tell you a story.

It's 1271. Romania.

There's this vampire
named Vesel.

Nobody special,
but he's got a secret.

Where are we going?

To my kill room.

I'm fucking with you, man.

Relax.
We're going to the basement.

It's a good story.

Come on.

So-- Romania, 1271,
Vesel the Vampire.

His big secret is
that he's sworn off human blood

and drinks
only the blood of chickens.

That's weird.

Weird? Back then, that sort
of stuff was unthinkable.

That's why Vesel
keeps it quiet.

But someone finds out

and squeals to the rest
of the coven.

And they banish Vesel.
Permanently.

I mean cast him
the fuck out.

After you.

Fast forward
to the 1920s.

Vesel's had
a rough few centuries.

Now he's
a bitter old fucker,

and he decided to finally
figure out who screwed him over

way back in 1271.

And where do you think
he turns for help

with his little investigation?

We watch...

And we're always there.

He bribes a field agent
in Lisbon

to scour
the Talamasca's files,

and that agent heads to the
Central Library in Amsterdam.

And sure enough,
they turn up a name.

Mergu.

An old Romanian vampire

who was in Bolivia
by then

heading up a coven
in La Paz.

So Vesel flies down there.

And then? He slaughters
those poor motherfuckers,

every... last...
one of them.

One night, 17 lives.

Because of what one greedy
Talamasca agent let slip.

And that agent,
he isn't the exception, Guy.

He's the rule.

When you live forever--

heartbreak, loss, grudges?

all that shit lives forever
right along with you.

That's why
the book matters.

And it's why the Talamasca

cannot be allowed
to get it back.

For centuries, they've collected
our stories and secrets

and wielded them as a weapon
to keep us in line.

And the worst part?
We let 'em do it.

The power in our world
isn't blood or fangs or spells.

It's information.

What are we
doing down here?

Aah!

What the hell is that?!

A little pet project.

Special breed, variation
on ancient Revenant vampires.

Just as vicious, but loyal.
Submissive.

And I've got a bunch
more just like him.

You're bleeding.

Come on.
Let's get you cleaned up,

looking sharp.

Checkers will tag along
in case we need backup.

Backup for what?

For the mission.
To get the book.

Soledad, Marcel.
Soledad, Soledad...

There you are.

The Westcroft.

The vampire we're looking for
is there.

Staying in some swank hotel.
Getting turndown service.

No, running the place.

The only vampire coven in town
operates the Westcroft.

It's a front.
A hotel for mortals,

that immortals own
and sometimes patronize.

Easy to go looking
for fresh blood

when it's sleeping
under your roof.

Let me see.

The whole coven's
a bunch of underworld thugs

that think they're hard.
Like to wave guns around,

seen way too many
Guy Ritchie movies.

They deal in whatever pays--
drugs, guns, black market shit.

Usually the spooks
at the Mother House

pick up constant chatter
for them.

But all of a sudden,
they go silent.

Wanna guess why?

Wait, so you're going in there
to get the book?

No, Guy. You.

I can't go in there.
They know who I am.

I wouldn't get past the lobby.

But you,
you're just a civilian.

Who can read vampire minds
without them knowing.

- How'd you know?
- I know a lot of things.

Call it
a perk of the office.

Okay, no, look, I go in there,
they'll find me out.

They'll rip my face off.

How will they
find you out, huh?

You've been trained,
haven't you?

Besides, we'll have backup
just in case.

Hold still--

Shouldn't do this.

It's kind of against the code
or whatever,

but I like you.

You want a scar?

Come here.

Doesn't hurt.

Just trust me.

You know,
it's just recon.

All you gotta do is figure out
where they're hiding the book.

Then I'll send in
some real shit-kickers

to actually get the thing.

What then?

Information is power,
Guy.

Information is
all there is.

You're gonna use
the Seven-Five-Two

to bring down
the Talamasca.

Once and for all.

How?

That book contains
the whereabouts

of every vampire
alive today.

And do you know
how many vampires there are

right now in the world?

No.

Not enough.

I think, um...

maybe I gave you
the wrong idea.

See, now I'm back
to feeling like this is a setup.

No--

"I'm gonna make them pay.
They ruined my life."

It's true. All of it.

You think you're special?

You know,
they didn't all die.

Mergu's coven.

It was a blended family.

Some vampires, some not.

One young mortal wasn't home
the day that Vesel hit them.

And when this kid,
this-- this boy...

...came back, he found
his whole family massacred.

And then he ran.

Got himself
to Central America.

Then to Texas.

Where he grew up alone,
fending for himself.

You.

I had nothing.

No home. No identity.

Nothing.

The world was fucked up.

But I finally found the dark
gift after years of searching.

That's what they do, Guy.
They break families apart.

Mine. Yours, too.

I know what you're
going through.

And that's why
I won't let you down.

How does all this
help me?

Your mother's been in hiding,
what, 16 years now?

What's it going to take for her
to come out into the light?

We gotta destroy
these assholes.

Guy, I promise you,

that's the only way

that you will ever
see her again.

It's suicide.

Sui. "Of oneself."

Which means no one else
is on this footage.

No wanker
in yellow trainers.

No Bigfoot or mystery man
on the Grassy Knoll--

Stop. She keeps
looking over her shoulder.

It's like someone
was chasing her.

That's just before she went
into the rail yard, right?

Mm.

Leave that up.
I want to see another angle.

Yeah, but we don't have
any footage of her jumping.

I know. I want to see the camera
before that one again.

There.

There's something
in her hand.

It's gone here.

We didn't find anything
at the scene.

Print those out for me.

Does Detective Hough
know about this?

Thanks.

And then when Gerald
got sick, well...

things got difficult
after that.

We just go on,
though, don't we?

Yes, I suppose we do.

Surely you know
why I'm here.

You have no idea
what happened to your sister?

Mustn't talk about
things like that. Mustn't.

Or mine?

I've done everything in my power
to find her.

I work for them,
and I've still never caught

so much as a whiff
that she even existed.

Why do you think
that I know anything?

'Cause someone's got to.

I drove out there yesterday
to the old building.

Why?

I want to know, Abigail.
Why were we there?

What did Dr. Jameson
want with us?

Let it go. Let it go.

I never had a Gerald.
I never had children.

My parents died
when I was very young.

My sister is all I have.

I'll do anything, anything
to find her. Do you understand?

You are not welcome here.

Rose.

I don't go
by that name anymore.

When did you--

You're one of them.

Yes, but--

You work for them.

Knowing what you know.

I'm trying to change
what they do,

how they do it.

Oh, good for you.

At least you have each other.

I need this. Please.

Get out!

Please go.

Right. You got
your marching orders?

Get in, find out where they're
hiding the book, get out.

And if I hear so much
as a kitty's queef,

Checkers'll fish you out
lickety split.

Hey!

Don't worry about him.
The iron,

it makes vampires
all done-in.

Do you ever shut up? Shut up!

Person #2: Oh, my God.
I can't wait to get out of here

and never see this creep again.

Person #3:
Shit. This bass player sucks.

Person #4:
Who taught this bartender

- how to make a martini?
- Person #5: I have to piss.

Person #6: I just can't believe
she knew that.

Person #7:
Oh, just take me upstairs.

Whiskey.

Yes, sir.

Calling my name.

Person #2: Yeah,
the bearded one will do nicely.

It's showtime.

Here you go, sir.

Big deal. Big deal.

Stop whining in my ear
about being hungry.

Where is Raglan?

Late.

Where is he?
Where is he?

Everything changes
tonight.

We'll be more powerful
than ever.

I can't wait any longer.

I want to get
this deal done.

Looking for these?

Guy "Anatoly"...

What the hell, man?

Calm down.

I know you're Talamasca.

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

Hookers and spies can always
make out their own kind.

Adjunct professors, too.

Raglan James.

Don't worry.
Your secret's safe with me.

Yeah?
What do you want?

For you to walk
right out of here.

I will expense your drink.

You're welcome.

And if I say fuck you,

I don't know who you are?

Oh, well,
then I clear my throat,

leap onto the bar, and announce
that you're an agent

of a certain organization
they despise.

I don't know
what you're up to.

But this place,
it isn't for you.

He's going to muck up my deal.

I didn't quite realize
what your talent was,

but now that you've
revealed it...

...stop it!

Get out of my head.

You're Talamasca, too.

But you're not here on
the company's dime, are you?

You were invited here.

For a deal.

A transaction.
Of something very valuable.

You're what we call
fresh laundry,

- Mr. "Anatoly."
- "Ana-toll."

So allow me to orient you
to the culture.

Yes, I am
on the Talamasca payroll,

thin as it is.

But make no mistake,
there's no good and bad here,

no us versus them.

The only one I work for
is myself.

And if you're going to keep
playing tickle-feet

with Amsterdam,

I suggest you adopt
a similarly rigorous view

of your own self-interest.

In the meantime...

let's just say they have special
rooms here at the Westcroft

for when they catch a rat.

Sounds like you're not giving me
much of a choice.

I'm giving you
less than that.

Mm.

Good choice.

What the hell
are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

We are leaving. Now.

Guy.

Do you have any idea
where you are right now?

Did you follow me here?

I don't know.

Did you follow the man
who killed Keves?

What else
are you keeping from me?

Listen, following Archie
was my mission.

I had no idea
that Keves was in any danger.

But someone ambushed
both of them.

A vampire
who is in this hotel.

And how do you know that?

Archie had puncture wounds
in his neck.

That's what killed him.

And he was working for
a Goddamn vampire named Jasper

who's taken over
the London Mother House.

And Keves had something
that Jasper wants.

Have you stopped to think

that maybe he is the one
who killed her?

No. Whoever killed Keves
took what Jasper wants.

And he thinks it's here.

"It" what? What is it?

It's called the--
the Seven-Five-Two.

Oh, Lord.

I'm not new to this.
I've heard the rumors.

It is an old wives tale
to keep fools like you occupied.

It doesn't exist.

Well, I think it does.
And I think it's interesting

that you're so adamant
that it doesn't,

yet here you are, following me
around wherever I go.

If you have
something to say--

Oh, I just said it.

Hotel staff: Excuse me.

Okay.

Okay, let's say you're right,
and it's here.

What are you gonna do,
pry it from the hands

of a bunch of killers
and then waltz out of here?

Look, I was just supposed
to get information on it.

But it turns out it might
walk out of here tonight.

And I need to stop that
from happening.

To help this Jasper fellow.

To help myself.

You told me
not to trust the Talamasca.

Neither does Jasper.

Ah, so he's a good guy.

I don't have time for this.

His men
are waiting outside.

And they sent you
in here alone?

Guy, listen to me.

You're in danger.

And what?
You're my guardian angel now?

Are you even sure you know
what you're looking for?

If you have an ounce
of common sense,

you will follow me out of
this hotel and never look back.

You're a fool.

Excuse me.

Hi. Um...

This is a funny question,
but, uh,

how would you like
to make a quick 50 quid?

Whoa, whoa, play it cool.

I warned you.

You did.

And I thought about it.

But the thing is,

I'm gonna be accompanying you
on this transaction.

See that lady at your 4:00?

Brown velvet jacket?

Hookers and spies, right?

That's Lydia Bainbridge.
Big brass from Amsterdam.

And she's taken an interest
in your deal.

See that van
on your way in here?

Standard issue. There's three
more covering the perimeter.

Well, what
a disappointing lickspittle

you turned out to be.

So here's what's gonna
happen next.

We're gonna go upstairs.

You're gonna introduce me
as your assistant.

We'll do the deal. Then we'll
come back down nice and smooth.

And I'm sure your cooperation
will be taken into account

by the higher ups.

And if I refuse?

Well, you know
the Talamasca.

They have their own special room
for when they catch a rat.

Who the hell is this?

Mr. Salera here
is my assistant.

You did not mention anything
about an assistant.

I trust you fellows.
But you know

how much counterfeit
product is out there.

Mr. Salera is uniquely qualified
to help me verify the goods.

Harris?

Let's do business, then.

Mm.

Excuse me.

Would you mind
doing me a favor?

Of course.

Outside, there's a van.

There's a man parked in it.

Could you hand him the note?

Absolutely.

Evening, sir.
Message for you.

Who gave this to you?

A nice young woman.
Pretty.

Very pretty, sir.

We have a problem.

I'm hungry.

Your hotel. It's real nice.

It's a damn money pit.

Deferred maintenance
is a bitch.

So hungry.

Jesus.

♪ A thousand
skeptic hands won't keep us ♪

Halsted!

♪ Unless we're clinging
to the things we prize ♪

♪ And do you feel scared? I do ♪

So, anyone else hungry?

Can I get you anything?

How about fruit?

Oh, no. Thanks.

Drink?

Had one in your
lovely lounge downstairs.

Charged it to the suite.
Hope you don't mind.

Not at all.

So?

Let's see the money.

Ah, yes, of course.

Actually, I've got
something else to offer.

♪ The final show,
get to 60 and feel no regret ♪

Him. Not my assistant.

Ambushed his way in here.

- Apologies.
- No. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

But an exceptional...

- Just-- Just--
- ...mind reader nonetheless.

That's not true. I don't know
what you're talking about.

He'll root around
in your kind's gray matter...

- What? No.
- ...juggle it in your face,

and you'd be none the wiser.

No. Complete-- No.

- Bullshit.
- Bullshit, exactly, bullshit.

No, no, he did it to you
in the bar.

That's ridiculous.
I don't-- I-I can't read minds.

- Half an hour ago, Harris.
- No, he's lying. I-I-I--

And he's all yours.

Just wait, okay? Just--

Not a bad arrow
to have in your quiver

when you're dealing
with a rival coven, eh?

Worth a hell of a lot more
than a little cash.

Okay, he's a con man.
That is ridiculous.

- I cannot read minds.
- He'll show you his talents

once there's a little blood
on the carpet.

-What?
- That's a good point.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no!
Wait, wait, wait!

Oh! Aah. Oh, bloody hell.

What'd you do that for?

Oh, quit bellyaching, Raglan.

Shh.

Hey. Hey, kid. Hey! Hey.

Ah!

Showtime, kid.

Do it!
Or we're both dead.

Okay! Okay!

It's pretty loud.

Gabriel!

Go turn that shit down.

Think of something.

A memory.

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh,
whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh,
whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh ♪

Okay.

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh,
whoa-whoa ♪

Horse.

You're a boy, 11 or...

12 years old.

And there's a-a horse.

You're riding a horse.

In a field.

With the wind through your hair.

This is a nice memory.

But then the horse spooks.

And you're terrified.

That you'll fall.

That you'll die.

That you'll lose control.

And you keep thinking
over and over,

"Don't lose control.

Don't lose control."

But then you let go.

And the horse
takes you with him.

And you are one with him.

You're alive.

You've never felt more alive.

Never before.

Never since.

-Oh, holy shit.
- Huh?

Oh, I like him.

You, don't worry about that.
It's only a little nick.

You'll heal up just nice
once we're done here.

Alright, then.

We have a deal.

♪ Many times,
I tried to tell you ♪

- ♪ Many times I cried alone
- Von!

- I told you to turn it down!
- ♪ Always I'm surprised how ♪

I mean, how hard is it
to turn off the damn--

What was that?

♪ I've invested too much time ♪

♪ To give you up that easy ♪

♪ To the doubts
that complicate your mind ♪

♪ We belong to the light,
we belong to the thunder ♪

♪ To give you up that easy

♪ To the doubts
that complicate your mind ♪

♪ We belong to the light,
we belong to the thunder ♪

Oh, dear.

♪ We belong to the sound of the
words we've both fallen under ♪

♪ Whatever we deny or embrace ♪

♪ For worse or for better ♪

- Uh...
- ♪ We belong ♪

♪ We belong,
we belong together ♪

♪ Maybe it's
a sign of weakness ♪

Open it.

Now.

Don't mess around, asshole.

- I'm taking the book.
- The what?

The Seven-Five-Two,
the book.

Open it.

Uh, uh...

What the hell is that?

You really don't know?

It's blood.

Ancient vampire blood?
Um...

exponentially more valuable
than... anything?

You set a trap for me.

That's the reason you folded
so quickly downstairs.

"Lydia Bainbridge."

My God,
he knows Lydia Bainbridge!

Whatever will I do now that
Lydia Bainbridge is on the case?

You set the trap
for yourself.

You were just gonna
give me up to them.

And you nearly got me killed.

Only one I work for
is myself, huh?

Make it your mantra.

Here you are.
For your trouble.

Um, wait a few minutes.

Walk out like you know
something they don't.

Danger in every direction.

Should get yourself
to a hospital.

This is all the hospital
I need.

You're alive.

What a mess.

They didn't have it.

I swear.

It was just some deal
for blood.

Kill... me.

They're bleeding him dry.

Kept him barely alive
so they could harvest his blood.

600, 700 years old.

Born before the printing press,

before the discovery
of the New World.

The Talamasca watches?
They're always there?

They keep things in balance?
Bullshit.

This, this goes against
everything we believe.

What good are they

if they can let this happen
right under their noses?

Back when the Talamasca started,

vampires like him,
they had a seat at the table.

They were there
in the beginning.

And when there's more of us...

...they'll be there again.
You watch.

I know it's late,

but this is important.

This is what Soledad ditched
the night she died.

Whoa.

What is that?

Encryption.

Next level shit.

What the hell have you
gotten yourself mixed up in?

Uh, Helen?

I need you
to find someone for me.

Yeah, 'course.
Anything.

But, Jay?

I need you to keep this
between us, alright?

Lucky we got there
before things really went south.

You can just
let me out anywhere.

Someone cares about you,
you know.

Wait, who--

You tell me.

What did the bellboy say?

Girl, sir. Very pretty.

Ah, pretty, pretty girl.

You're really making the rounds,
aren't you?

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

Do not worry, my dude.

Between the two of us,

I'm sure
we can figure it out.

You're looking for
something, aren't you.

Something more
than just the book.

Something very personal.

Who are you?

I'm the girl who
just saved your life.

Olive, we've got
a serious problem with her.

Our man with
the yellow trainers.

Ugh!

You think you can
come into my world?

There are bigger
forces at play that

you couldn't possibly
understand, Guy.

Either your new recruit's
getting a marathon lap dance

at Cupid's, or he's gone dark.
He missed a drop.

Are you sure
he's still on the level?

I'm sure.

Stay put. He'll show.

As we begin Episode 4 and
we see Helen at the cemetery,

you might be wondering,
what is Helen doing out here?

What does this have to do
with our mission and our goal?

It's yet another step
on the journey

that Helen is on
to open the doors to her past.

She's in a place
where she can't move forward.

Helen is a damaged person.

I'm here every day,

but I haven't seen you
before in my life.

Thank you.

Dude, it's not,
like, poisoned,

if that's what you're thinking.
You can trust me.

When Guy goes to meet
Jasper for the first time,

he's kind of up shit creek
without a paddle.

I make him breakfast,
calm him down a little bit,

and I give him a little tour
of the place.

Where are we going?

To my kill room.

The kill room,
as he likes to call it.

I'm fucking with you, man.

He then takes me
into an elevator,

starts explaining
a little bit about himself,

but I'm standing there
with Jasper

in a 2x2 bloody
elevator together.

The proximity to me and a
vampire is really, really close.

It is a really odd thing.

But once he takes me
down to his basement

where he turns Revenants
and keeps people captured,

it's pretty scary.

What are we doing
down here?

The reality sets in

of what this vampire
is capable of doing.

Aah!

Well, it takes a really
amazing makeup department.

Howard Berger, who's been
doing the makeup on this,

is just an absolute genius.

And Ash, my amazing makeup
artist who puts on every day,

takes about two hours.

That includes
these lovely lenses in here,

uh, these prosthetics here,
always lots of makeup,

these beautiful little hands
you can see.

I probably had an easier time
being human Checkers,

but Revenant Checkers is--
He's a-- He's a lot of fun.

Wait, so you're
going in there to get the book?

No, Guy. You.

There's one answer.
"No, you're gonna go.

It's going to be okay,
but you're going to go."

Guy walks
into the Westcroft Hotel.

He knows that his ultimate goal
is to find information

on the Seven-Five-Two,

but he's also walking into
a den of vampires.

What the hell
are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

We are leaving. Now.

Doris really sees something
of Keves in Guy,

and she sees Guy getting
himself in a situation

that he thinks he can handle,
and she knows he can't.

Outside, there's a van.
There's a man parked in it.

Could you hand him the note?

"Guy Anatoly."

What the hell, man?

Calm down.

I know you're Talamasca.

Unbeknownst to him,
there's another Talamasca agent

who is at the Westcroft,
and that's Raglan James.

Raglan James is a character

who plays prominently in
a lot of other Anne Rice works,

and that has appeared
on "Interview with the Vampire."

He's a very fun character.

Justin Kirk is just a dream
to work with.

I've got something else
to offer. Him.

What they don't know
is that downstairs in a van

is Checkers,
and Checkers, of course,

is this lethal killing machine

that is going to be unleashed
upon the world.

Yeah, it's my first
chance out of the grave,

and I'm basically being told
by Jasper to go and protect Guy.

So the scene is
in this hotel behind me here.

So I climb this hotel
from the outside,

rip this window off, and go
and decapitate a few vampires.

It's a really difficult sequence

to pull off because of the
eye lines more than anything.

We wanted Guy to be able to see
something in another room

that no one else was privy to.

I loved shooting
that sequence.

And Eva Sorhaug,

our very talented director
of the second block,

boy, just put the work in

to make sure it was fantastic
and great,

and the actors were all in.

And when you throw
Justin Kirk in as Raglan James,

it's just, you know, gooses
everything in a good way.

"Only one I work for
is myself," huh?

Make it your mantra.

There are moments that seem

as though I'm sort of
double crossing him.

But then there are moments
where it appears

that maybe it's
a sort of mentoring scenario,

because we both get out alive,

and I'm the only one
that gets shot.

What I think is one
of the more powerful scenes

that Jasper experiences
in the entire first season

is what he finds
behind that door.

Kill me.

This is everything of why
he's there in the first place

and why he took over
the Mother House,

is because of things like this.

It's a shocking moment
for Jasper,

and, uh, it's upsetting for him.

And he will end it
right then and there.

And he does.

It's so much easier
to play anything after that

by actually
bearing witness to it,

'cause that is imprinted
in my head,

this vampire having his head
ripped off in a mercy killing.

It's disgustingly brilliant.

Leaving Episode 4,
Guy's in a van.

There is a Revenant vampire
on one side of him

and a very smart
and wily vampire

on the other side of him.

And hiding in the boot
of the van is Doris.

We're not quite sure
what she's up to,

but we do know that these
two characters

are suddenly literally
in the belly of the beast.

Someone cares about you,
you know.

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

Between the two of us,

I'm sure we can figure it out.