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Hey. Come in.

I brought you a cortado.

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

Yeah.

You have till the end of this cup.

I should have got you a bigger cup.

Hana, first, let me just say that...

you know, ever since that night,

all I've wanted to do was just explain everything.

Okay.

All right, so...

Here's everything.

When I was the Marines,

I nearly broke my back.

They had us doing this urban warfare exercise,

and I slipped on the tallest ladder on the course

and fell almost 50 feet.

Medical prescribed me some pills.

And before long, I...

I was abusing them.

I didn't realize.

I don't like to talk about it.

In fact, I do my best to hide the fact that I take the pills.

I'm an addict, Hana.

Okay.

Why wouldn't you just tell me?

'Cause I'm ashamed.

Now, this... this situation that I need your help with...

Situation?

Wha... what?

There's this woman, Jamie Dutton.

Ethan, I don't want to talk to you

about some woman that you're sleeping with.

I'm not sleeping with her.

Ja... Jamie's my dealer.

So? So what?

So she's blackmailing me.

What?

Jamie found out that I work for the Air Marshals,

and she's demanding that I pay her $30,000,

or she's gonna make an anonymous phone call

to the TSA.

If she makes that call, I lose my job or worse.

I just... I...

I didn't know where else to go.

I... I need your help on this thing, and...

I...

I don't know if I can help you with that.

You know what you need to do.

You need to get clean.

I want to.

I mean, I really, really want to.

But it's not...

Listen.

Listen, I can help you.

We... we can... we can call the VA offices.

They have in-patient detox programs...

wean you off everything.

Coming down off all the stuff I've been taking,

it's no walk in the park.

No, you have to promise me this.

I... I need some time to think about the Jamie thing, but...

ju... promise me this.

Okay.

I promise.

♪ The freshie and the fittest ♪

♪ Yeah

♪ Like I'm making millions

♪ Whoa

♪ Ice on me is freezing

♪ Put the Hellcat

♪ It's a demon

♪ She climbing from the floor to the ceiling ♪

Tina, come on.

Maddie, you promised me we would have fun tonight.

I think you've had enough fun.

Oh, have you seen Nick?

Uh, yeah, he's in the back.

- Hi, Pete. - Hi.

Come on.

He's in here.

♪ The cab ride back

♪ Ride back, ride back

Hey, babe.

We need to go now.

Tina is blacked out.

I'm kind of in the middle of something right now.

Don't put my business on blast.

Dude, they don't know you, bro.

I do.

Oh, that's that cute guy, though.

That's Scrab... Scab...

Scrat... Scrat.

Did Tina drink from the punch bowl upstairs?

Girl, really?

Babe. Hey, babe.

Look, I gotta do this deal right now with Scrat.

I'm so sorry, but, I don't know,

can I have Flash take you guys home?

Don't worry about it.

I'll take her home.

But only if you save me a little something for later?

- Yeah. - Hmm?

Ugh, gross!

Gag!

Okay, wrap it up.

Come on.

Bye, guys.

Oh, watch your step.

Maddie, is that you?

Hey, hooker boots.

I thought we talked about this.

Is everyone decent? I'm coming down.

Maddie?

Oh, my God. Maddie?

What happened? Are you okay?

- Run, run. - What?

Run!

Run! Run!

No, no!

No!

Stop!

A community is shocked and an entire campus

is on edge this morning, as two female students

from Carter College were discovered...

And is there any other information

you can give us at this time?

Morning.

- Can you send me that? - Right away.

Sorry I'm late.

So what's his name?

Ethan.

I saw him yesterday.

First time since the breakup?

Yeah, I'll fill you in later.

Okay.

What have we got here?

Two sorority sisters from Carter College found

stabbed to death inside their home last night.

Campus police and local PD asked for an assist.

As you saw, news travels fast.

It's like catnip for the press.

Remy definitely chose a good time for a vacation.

The bodies are downstairs.

This is Maddie Baker, and this is Tina Lui.

Both were tied up and tortured,

possibly to get the combination for the safe.

This is a random robbery?

I mean, it feels much more targeted.

But we looked into it,

and neither girls come from money.

They own this house?

No, it's owned by Maddie's boyfriend, Nick Turpin.

He's also president of Theta Pi Kappa.

Both girls were at his frat party last night

and left around midnight.

When he got home around 3:30, that's when he found them.

Where is Nick now?

He's back at the frat house.

Both ladies had a high level blood alcohol content.

But this one, Tina Lui, her preliminary

toxicology report came back.

She had enough alprazolam in her system

to sedate a small horse.

Xanax.

So you think she was drugged?

Possibly.

There's skin under her fingernails,

probably from her attacker.

Look, we sent that to the lab and ordered a rape kit.

Did we find the weapon?

No, but the killer left behind this.

Don't forget to bag her hands.

It's a sheath from a tactical folding knife.

We're running it for touch DNA.

What about our fugitive?

Any surveillance?

Not exactly.

But CPD was able to pull footage

from a neighbor's doorbell cam.

Shows a red Outlander circling the block,

starting around midnight.

Casing the joint, waiting for the girls to go to sleep.

SUV had Virginia plates, and it was reported

as stolen late last week.

I'll dig into the Outlander.

I'll look into the social media.

Ray, you and I should talk to the dean.

And while we're at it, we should also

see if there's any other assaults that fit this MO.

Yeah.

Looks like we're going to the frat house.

This is a college campus.

We receive credible accusations of sexual assault

almost every weekend.

You ever had any issues where someone was tied up

and held at knifepoint?

Look, I'm sorry.

This whole situation has terrified the student body.

I'm getting frantic phone calls from parents and donors.

This morning, Megyn Kelly called

my cell phone live on air.

Anything in Maddie or Tina's student record

that might indicate who would want to hurt them?

No, no disciplinary actions and no complaints

filed by the girls.

Tina had an extremely high level of alprazolam

in her system.

Xanax has become very popular,

especially on fraternity row.

They like to mix it with alcohol.

It turns them into these preppy little zombies,

blacked out but still able to party.

If it were up to me, I'd ban the entire Greek system.

It's... it's a liability nightmare.

This is my stop.

Uh, one last thing.

We're gonna need Tina and Maddie's files.

Of course.

Anything we can do.

Just... just ask. - Thank you.

All right.

I should have just gone home with Maddie

instead of staying here. - Come on, dude.

Don't... don't say that.

What was your name again?

Brad.

Uh, but folks call me Biederman.

Look, Nick, he's right, okay?

Had you come back at midnight, you could be dead with them.

I wish I was.

Can you tell us about the safe?

It was my grandfather's.

I got it after he passed,

along with a hunting rifle and a .45.

I got the papers on the guns, if you guys need.

Aside from that, I don't have much else in there,

just a couple hundred bucks and my passport.

Did Maddie and Tina know what was inside?

I mean, yeah, Maddie had the combination.

Look, we know everyone drank a lot,

but Tina had drugs in her system.

She did?

Yes, alprazolam, to be specific.

Uh, do I need to call a lawyer?

I don't know, Biederman. Do you?

Look, we... we make this drink called blackout brew.

It's a liquor punch with alprazolam dissolved in it.

Yeah, but it's only served in one of the brother's rooms

in blue cups only,

so nobody accidentally doses themselves.

So you're trying to tell us

that she drank this on purpose?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

I mean, college, it isn't like how it used to be.

Kids are these anxiety-riddled messes.

Blackout brew, it just lets you turn your brain off

for a few hours at least.

It's... it's just a release.

Well, that release could have cost her her life.

Don't put that on us.

Oh, but you do know where the drugs came from, right?

We'll be in touch.

Hey, How'd it go at the frat boys' house?

They alibied out.

Yeah, not before lying to us about the drugs

in Tina's system.

Privileged little jerks.

Hey, have you heard anything back on the rape kits?

They both came back negative.

There was no evidence Maddie or Tina were sexually assaulted.

Yeah, but there's more to Tina's story.

Apparently, she was having an affair with a chemistry TA.

The word around campus is that he was stalking her.

He couldn't get over her dumping him.

Okay, so what's this guy's name?

His name is Demarcus Ware.

He's a grad student out of D.C.

And get this, he has a restraining order

from another girl that dumped him.

Where is he now?

Uh, yeah, according to his schedule,

he's in the chemistry lab.

Okay, we're headed to campus.

So what exactly did this guy do to get slapped with a TRO?

After his ex served him his walking papers,

he wouldn't let it go.

He kept calling, showing up to the apartment unannounced.

Great.

Another prick with a restraining order

like my brother-in-law.

How is Tink, by the way?

She's okay now.

Brett moved out, and I don't know.

He's getting help or something.

If a man put his hands on any one of my sisters,

I'm putting him down.

That's why I left my gun in New York.

Hey, Ray.

I got Demarcus. Southeast corner.

All right, I'll cut him off.

Ray, he's headed your way!

Hey, Demarcus!

Demarcus.

Ray, truck incoming.

I see it! Hey.

Hey, Demarcus, stop!

Stop!

I didn't have anything to do with Tina's death, I swear.

Where the hell were you last night?

At home with this new girl I've been seeing.

You can ask her.

You move on quick.

Where'd you meet her?

She's in one of the classes I teach.

You know, sleeping with your students never ends well.

You think I didn't realize that?

As soon as the news of Tina and Maddie's death

was announced, the internet went wild,

accusing me of having something to do with it.

Are you gonna find whoever was driving that pickup truck?

I gave their plate to local PD,

and they're looking into it.

All right, so why'd you and Tina break up?

I'm a scholarship kid.

I TA to afford grad school here at Carter.

But not Tina.

She and her friends lived the high life,

bottle service at the bars, fancy dinners, elaborate trips.

We checked into Tina and Maddie's financials.

They're two broke college girls.

It wasn't their money.

It was Biederman and Nick.

I wasn't sure whether it was family money

or somehow funneled through the frat,

but they throw money around.

Biederman introduced Tina to me in the first place.

How'd you meet Biederman?

He's a chemical engineering major.

He's one of the smartest guys I know.

Okay.

Thank you.

Are you sure you don't need medical attention?

No.

Okay.

Lay low for a couple days, all right?

You may want to stick to some dating apps.

Hands against the wall, inmate.

Be honest, Scrat.

Do you have any drugs on you?

I've got an ace for four.

Where?

Front right pocket.

Thanks.

Pleasure doing business with... you.

One second.

Hey, Kimani.

You dodging my calls, Scrat?

No, I've been selling your stuff.

I want my next shipment.

You fellas owe me a lot of weight.

We're working on it.

That's not good enough.

Now I need to see for myself.

I can talk to the guys about it.

I'm not asking.

You see what I did to those college girls?

You didn't get the message?

If y'all trying to screw me out of this deal,

I will kill every one of you.

You crazy?

What's wrong with you?

Where are they getting the pills?

What, another smart idea? What are you doing?

The key card.

Key card?

This? What? What is it? What is it?

Biederman's cooking at the campus,

in the chem lab.

You college boys, thought you was supposed to be smart.

Excuse me.

Who's our victim?

Sam Valenti, AKA Scrat.

He was stabbed multiple times.

I guess we can rule out robbery.

Same MO as Maddie and Tina.

Did you search him?

I wonder what got him killed.

Looks like Scrat was slinging dope.

Do we have any witnesses?

Hana's got something.

Can you bag the rest, please?

- Got it. - Thank you.

Hana, show Nina what you found on the bar security feed.

An unidentified Black male

followed Scrat into the bathroom.

Five minutes later, he fled out the back of the bar.

Now, we didn't get facial rec because he was wearing a cap,

but we finally have a partial image of our fugitive.

Yeah, bouncer never ID'd him.

- Let me guess. Paid in cash? - Exactly.

Uh, did anybody else notice the scratch on his face?

That could be the skin under Tina's fingernails.

Looks like she fought for her life.

We have Scrat's address.

Come on, let's go. - Okay.

I'm good to never step foot in another frat house.

Yeah, tell me about it.

What's the verdict on Scrat?

So it looks like he was strictly retail,

stepping on a few ounces and trying to turn a profit.

We found a couple jugs of inositol powder in his bedroom.

- What's that? - It's a dietary supplement.

You can buy it at health food stores.

You can cut good cocaine with it, stretch out your weight.

Speaking of, the DNA just came back

from underneath Tina Lui's fingernails.

It was a match with a mid-level drug dealer in Washington D.C.

All right, so we got Kimani Lyons,

born August 13, 1992.

Possession with intent to distribute,

assault with a deadly weapon,

unlawful possession of a firearm...

I mean, this is quite the rap sheet.

Yeah, well, at least we got a face now.

We have an address?

I'll get D.C. PD to send us one.

I'm also gonna put you in touch

with Sergeant Diaz from Narcotics.

My question is, how do a couple of college kids

get mixed up with a thug like this?

Trying to be about that life.

Well, whatever they did to Kimani,

they're in over their heads.

Kimani.

What up, though, Biederman?

You know, you scared the hell out of me, man.

What?

What are you doing here?

So that's how y'all do it, huh?

Nice.

No, what I mean is, how did you get in here?

Yeah, pack it up, slim.

You're coming with me, champ.

Hurry up! - Yeah, sorry.

Um...

- Hey. - Yeah.

So it looks like Biederman was kidnapped around 10:15.

All right, so the guy with the gun

is definitely Kimani Lyons.

Well, these labs require access cards for entry.

According to the logs,

Kimani used Scrat's access card.

That's why he attacked him at the bar last night.

He needed Scrat's key.

What was Biederman doing down here alone on a Saturday?

Our labs can confirm.

But based on the color, I'm guessing

they're knockoff Xanax.

Well, they got a logo front and back, alpha omega.

The first and last letter of the Greek alphabet.

Not very subtle.

Yeah, well, every good product needs a good branding.

Depending on the scale of the production,

this could be a lucrative gig.

Sure, one that preys on your classmates.

Agent Cannon, what the hell is going on?

I was gonna ask you the same damn question.

Why do you have fraternities running pill mills

out of your school's chem labs?

Oh, my God.

I had no idea.

I... I heard a student was kidnapped.

Brad Biederman.

We believe he was taken by a dealer named Kimani Lyons.

Yeah, we need to talk to his parents immediately.

Uh, I'll... I'll get you the info.

Where is this dealer?

We got half our team in D.C. looking for him.

Kimani is an up-and-comer

trying to make a name for himself.

He's ruthless too.

You don't carve out territory in the district

without dropping a few bodies along the way.

We've been trying to build a case against him,

but recently, he's gone to ground.

Well, Kimani's suspected of killing three students

at Carter College, and he kidnapped one this morning.

So we need to start shaking trees.

I'll have my team reach out to their CIs,

try and narrow down a last-known.

And we think these kids are running a pill mill,

hand-pressing knockoff Xanax to sell at scale.

Did Kimani ever traffic in benzos?

Sure.

They call it a white boy speedball.

Cocaine to keep you up, pills to bring you back down.

Exactly.

The warehouse party set lives off that combo

over in the Gateway District.

They're some of Kimani's most loyal customers.

Wait. Does this look familiar to you?

Yeah, they do.

Ray just sent it.

Two weeks back, some frat boy ran a stop sign,

and patrol gave chase.

Little bastard fled but ended up wrecking his car.

He must have had 200,000 of those pills bagged up and ready

to move in his trunk.

These are great. Can I take some pictures?

- Sure. - Thank you.

Okay, we're gonna need to interview this kid too.

Good luck.

Richie Rich lawyered up almost immediately.

Heard this little punk had his daddy's friends

call the mayor's office for him.

Do you know what school he went to,

what fraternity he was a part of?

Yeah, it was probably Maryland.

Kid was a Theta or something.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, so your son has been missing for three hours.

Yeah, you think we can't count?

Let them do their job, Larry.

No, no, this is ridiculous.

What are we even doing here?

Look, have you received any ransom demands?

No.

Not yet.

Do you know who this guy is?

No.

Who is he?

His name is Kimani Lyons.

We think he's the guy that your son was selling pills to.

I already told you, our son is not a drug dealer.

Unbelievable.

I'll be right back.

- Hey. - Hi.

Agent Gibson.

Uh, Will.

Come with me to Biederman's room.

Yeah.

We're sorry about your friend.

We're gonna do everything we can to find him.

Appreciate that, but me and Biederman

aren't what you'd call close.

Why not?

At the start of the school year,

he and Nick nominated me to be

the National Alumni Relations Chair as a joke.

Or NARC, for short.

Just because I don't go out

as much as the rest of the guys.

Well, I'm sure you have your reasons.

My mom.

She's had a rough go of it.

Yeah, a lot of folks do, man.

Yeah.

So you're not going to Tuxedo Trap House tonight?

No.

Rico Dusty's, where they're hosting the formal,

isn't really my scene.

Was Biederman really pressing pills?

Yeah, it looks like it.

I was worried he and Nick were up to

something stupid like that.

Where is Nick, by the way?

I didn't see him downstairs.

I thought he'd be supporting his best friend's family.

I'm not sure.

Well, um, here's my card.

If anything comes up, don't hesitate.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

All right, so the kidnappers haven't contacted

Biederman's parents yet, but I'm guessing

Kimani reached out to Nick.

Okay, we're up on Nick's phone.

Nick spent the afternoon traveling

to every Theta chapter nearby...

UVA, James Madison, Morgan State...

before powering down his device and heading back toward D.C.

I mean, if the Thetas are dealing drugs,

there's no way that their president doesn't know.

Well, we know that Biederman presses pills.

That probably prints money, right?

Until somebody gets greedy.

And Nick grew up in D.C.

Maybe he bought cocaine from Kimani in the past.

Yeah, maybe they worked out a deal.

The Thetas trade Xanax for Lyons's coke,

which worked out great till a couple of weeks ago

when the Theta's alprazolam shipment got

confiscated by the cops.

Yeah, so now Nick is going around collecting cash or coke

from every chapter in their drug ring,

hoping to pay Kimani back.

We need to find him.

He's gonna lead us straight to Kimani.

Well, I don't think we can rely on the Thetas.

They don't seem to know where Nick is, or so they say.

My gut says we go back to D.C.,

talk with Sergeant Diaz and his team.

Maybe one of his CIs can get a location on this Kimani.

Nick.

What a pleasant surprise.

This is what we owe, K dawg, every last cent.

Now, let my brother go.

Who you calling "dawg"?

You thought this would be fun, right?

You get to play drug dealer while making a few bucks.

What you fail to realize is,

this ain't a game for me, Nick.

This is my life.

I'm taking over production.

What?

I'ma need to borrow brother Biederman here

and his pill press, just to get things up and running.

Yo, you can't do that.

Watch me.

- Come on, man. - Ugh.

- Oh, my God, Nick! - It's Kimani.

- What happened? - They got Biederman.

- What? - Where's your car?

Your car? Where's your car?

Okay, come on. We gotta go, man.

I'm so sorry, Hana.

I never knew Ethan had a drug problem.

Neither did I.

God, that can't be easy.

Are you helping him find treatment?

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, that's why I was late yesterday.

I was calling every VA office in the tri-state area.

Trying to get help from them is a joke.

One place might have a bed available.

And this case, you okay?

Uh, look, it hits a little close to home.

But yeah, I'm okay.

I can work it.

It's just... if anything, it's lit a fire under my ass.

These people shouldn't have this pushed on them.

It's poison.

And how are you feeling towards Ethan?

Uh, well,

obviously, I care about him a lot, but, um,

I'm weighing up my options.

Yeah.

Hello?

Uh, Agent Gibson, it's Will from Theta.

You gave me your card.

Yeah, hey. What's up?

Things are getting out of control over here.

Okay, what's going on?

Okay, so Nick was gone all day.

And then an hour ago, some guy in an SUV

dumped him onto our lawn.

He'd been beaten all to hell.

Do we know by who?

Someone named Kimani.

Nick says he's the one who kidnapped Brad Biederman

and killed Maddie and Tina.

Okay, where is Nick now?

I don't know, he was... he was super pissed.

And then I saw him talking to all the guys,

and then he left.

Um, okay.

I just texted you some screenshots

from the Theta's GroupMe.

Let me know when you get them.

Okay, yeah.

What am I looking at?

Nick just sent that to the entire chapter.

"All heavy hitters, be ready to roll tonight.

BOD."

What does that mean?

"Brotherhood or death."

It's the Theta motto.

Do we know what Nick's planning next?

All I know is, he's going after Biederman.

Will! Come on, let's go!

- Look, I gotta go. - Okay.

Yeah, Will?

Yeah.

Your mom would be proud.

Thanks.

One of the Thetas just broke ranks and gave us the scoop.

Kimani beat up Nick this morning

and then dropped him on the front lawn of the frat house.

About an hour later, Nick sent this.

We think they're trying to rescue

Brad Biederman from Kimani.

Did they say where?

We didn't get a chance to ask.

These kids are out of their league.

Look, if they're going after Kimani,

there's no telling what he's gonna do.

There's been some chatter among our CIs.

I'm hearing Kimani and his crew are operating

out of a club called Rico Dusty's up in Gateway.

Rico Dusty's?

The Thetas are having a big party there tonight.

It looks like it's just a rager

masquerading as a formal for charity.

If the Thetas and Kimani's crew get into a fight

inside that club...

The collateral damage could be fatal.

Yeah, we got to move.

I'll get SWAT.

Hey, where are we going?

Would you just trust me?

All right, everyone in position?

Are you sure about this?

Maybe we should just call the cops.

If we do, we all go down for dealing.

Kimani and his crew are killers.

Why do you think I brought this?

Dude, what are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing, Pete?

He killed my girlfriend, and he took Brad.

This is too much.

Dude, Brad is my brother.

What would you do to save your brother?

Huh?

- Screw it. - Yeah.

Yeah. Good man.

It's through here.

Hey, fat boy, remember me?

Come on, let's go.

Okay, open it.

Don't be stupid.

No, open it now.

Hands up! Hands up! Sit down.

Get Biederman.

Sit down!

You're a dead man.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

Let's move, let's move! Get inside and fan out!

- Everybody, FBI, down! - Clear out!

- Get down, everybody. - Get down.

Let's go.

- FBI! - FBI, get down.

Everybody get down!

Get down, get down.

Uh, that's not good.

What the hell's going on, Nick?

I don't know. You go check it out.

- Me? - Yes!

Go.

Oh, jeez!

Jeez, jeez!

Oh, my God!

- Shots fired! - You two with me. Let's go.

Secure the area! Secure the door!

Close the door!

Oh, you ain't so tough now, are you?

- Whoa, not the money! - Close it!

- No! - Why not?

Close it!

FBI!

Drop your weapon!

Let me see your hands!

- FBI. - Turn around right now!

- Move. - Up against the wall.

Clear up here.

We're clear.

Biederman, Nick?

You guys in there?

It's your old friend, Agent Chase.

Yes, thank God you're here.

We've been, uh, trying to rescue our friend...

Yeah, cut the crap, all right?

We know about the deal you made with Kimani.

Is he in there with you?

Yeah!

All right, look.

There's two ways out of that room, boys.

Option one... you put your weapons down,

hands above your head, and you can walk out.

What's option two?

Well, that's the wrong choice.

We can bust in, but I can't make sure

you guys are gonna walk out.

Screw this, Nick.

No, dude, we have to stick together.

No, Pete's right.

This is over.

The hell it is.

No, bro. - Clock's ticking.

Let's go.

We're already going to jail for you.

I'm not dying for your dumb ass too.

- Let's go. - Don't shoot.

I'm coming out.

- Let me see your hands! - Hands up. Keep 'em up.

Move. - Sorry.

Move, move.

Biederman, down, down!

On the ground now. - I'm going. I'm going.

Hands behind your back.

On the ground.

Hands behind your back, now.

Okay, okay.

Hey, college boy.

What?

- I'll see you in prison. - Let's go.

Glad you made a friend. Let's go.

We got multiples coming out. Stand by.

Jamie Dutton?

Got the wrong house.

Ethan McPherson?

I think we have a mutual friend.

You know the air marshal, huh?

I do.

And you're gonna leave him alone.

You trying to scare me, Polly Pocket?

You know, Ethan owes me 30 large.

Either he pays up, or I rat him out

to his rent-a-cop-ass boss over at the TSA.

Did you ever tell Ethan where you lived

or any of your other customers?

I didn't think so.

I think that takes more than a rent-a-cop air marshal.

What the hell is this?

This is a warning.

You so much as think of Ethan,

I'll put you in federal lockup myself.

He doesn't owe you anything.

And you're gonna stop selling to him.

Understood?

You the reason he quit buying oxy?

You know, if he doesn't cop from me,

he's just gonna buy it somewhere else.

Okay, and he's happy?

Okay, thank you.

Milo settled into the kennel.

Awesome.

Ethan, where are your shower shoes?

You're gonna want those.

I got 'em. I got 'em.

Okay, in the suitcase.

And you're sure about Jamie?

Yeah.

For the hundredth time, I took care of it.

You didn't kill her, did you?

I'm gonna kill you if you don't hurry up.

All right.

We're gonna miss this intake appointment.

All right.

There's something I have to say before I go in.

Yeah, well, we can talk in the car.

Yeah, it's not really a car conversation.

- We're late. Come on. - No, please.

Just please, please, please, just give me a second.

They have payphones. We can talk every night.

I don't want the first time I tell you "I love you"

to be on a payphone.

What?

Yeah.

Um...

let's just talk about this later, okay?

We got to go.

Yeah.

Um, jacket.

Hey, what's that saying about, um,

a thousand-mile journey begins with a step?

- Something like that. - Yeah, something like that.

All right.