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- Miss Oates!

Anybody home?

It's me Ms. Oates, Jersey Callum,

Homicide Division, remember?

- Lieutenant, something's not right here.

- Yeah Mullin, you're not right here.

Mullin?

Alley?

- Shit, Jersey, don't you cops ever knock?

- We do.

- I knocked, I yelled, you didn't answer.

- I was sleepin'.

People do that in the privacy of their own homes.

- You getting' up or you just goin' to bed?

- I don't have to take this crap.

- Alley.

- You bastard.

- Alley, I tried to find you up at the school.

- You're trespassing Callum.

- The Dean of the English Department

said you quit weeks ago.

- Just get out.

- What the hell is this, huh?

What happened to you?

- Just leave please.

- All right Mullin, pack it up, huh, we're outta here.

- What about, uh, what about the witch?

- You know you're really somethin', I mean that.

You're bettin' a thousand, you know that?

Go on, go.

Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

it's kinda hard to get good help these day, ya know?

It's funny, ya know 'cause that's one of the reasons I came,

ya know, you can help.

Ya know, I saw the files and things you burned

out there in the fireplace,

and thank you I noticed my card happened to be one of 'em.

So anyway, I'm gonna leave you another card just in case.

- In case?

In case what?

I get the urge to help you dig up baby bones again?

Like some dog you got on a leash?

- Alley, last week we dug up the bodies of three kids.

- I can't help you.

- It seems a mortician had kept them locked up

in a storage room for some time.

He kept them alive by feedin' 'em--

- Damn it, I don't care!

- By feedin' 'em parts of his other clientele.

- Clientele?

You mean ca, cadavers?

- The coroner found human remains in their stomachs.

- Ah Jesus.

- The mortician turned himself in,

he said he had some ghouls locked away

in a storeroom at his place.

- God, enough!

Just shut up, will you?

I don't want this crap in my life anymore.

It hurt too much.

Every time I'd be helping you on some case,

I'd be praying we wouldn't find 'em, but we would.

Just what the hell

am I supposed to do with the grief, Jersey?

What do you do with it?

- All right, you listen to me for just a minute,

I'ma tell you somethin'.

A lot of people don't believe in

this so-called gift that you've got.

A lot of the people don't believe in what,

what do you call it, psychometry, eh?

And I'll tell you the truth,

I don't know if I believe it or not,

I, I have seen your work and I've seen the results.

Listen, on this case, we don't have anything,

we don't know who these kids are,

we don't know where they live,

we don't know who their parents are, ya know?

I don't have a clue.

I'm supposed to tap every resource I have

and that's why I'm comin' to you.

All right I know you had it kinda rough

on those last cases and so did a lot of people.

Well you go on you,

go on, live in this bizarre kinda tomb you made for yourself

or you can come out there and join the livin' and maybe,

just maybe between the two of us we can

I don't know maybe we can help these kids move on.

You know, at least promise you'll think about it.

Alley, promise.

- Oh.

- And you believe this to be true, this curse?

Mr.Chen, you're not helping us here, Mr. Chen.

- I have told you what is true, all at great risk to myself.

- These are very serious charges

that are pending against you Mr. Chen, now you're attorney--

- He won't be needed.

- Why is that?

- Because he can't hep me.

- You called us for help.

Why, why'd you do that?

- I did what I did because I was afraid,

they are becoming restless,

harder to manage, the cycle must be stopped,

you must stop them!

- Just who are they, come on one more time.

- They are my masters, just as they were

my father's before me and his father before him.

- So you and your ancestors

have been retainers then?

- Yes, three, three centuries,

it is penance generations of my family

have learned to live with.

- A penance?

- For mistakes my ancestors have made.

- Pay attention,, huh, maybe you'll learn somethin'.

- They involved themselves

with things they did not understand.

- The occult?

Okay, question, if these, if these things

are are so feared, so powerful,

why do they require mere mortals to protect them?

- They do not, it has been my family's responsibility,

curse to see that mankind is protected from them.

You see if they are not fed, they will feed.

- But the bodies they found

were dead, Mr. Chen.

They, they weren't any threat to anybody.

- They are kyoshi, the undead, when they are full

they can play 'possum very well, very well indeed.

- You wanna see it again?

- No.

- Well, what do ya think?

- I don't know.

Somethin', somethin' feels different about this one.

What else have you got?

- Looks like Mr. Chen here is the last of a long line.

He was the only son, he's never been married

and there's no children.

He inherited this mortuary business from his late father.

- Who had it before his father?

- According to what we found,

he's from a long lie of morticians, why?

- Fresh meat?

He'd have an endless supply of protein, wouldn't he?

Organs, limbs?

Now, he couldn't touch the bodies

that he had to put out for viewing.

- No, no.

- Not above the waist anyway,

but he could strip their backs.

- Oh yeah, well.

Are you serious?

- Well, Mr. Chen certainly is.

Oh I don't know, I mean,

maybe he took those three kids, ya know,

invented the ghouls to create his own reality, I don't know.

- Just wasted three live, huh?

- You mean four.

- Oh, listen, I am,

uh, I'm sorry about uh you know what I said over there,

the kitchen and all and the talk about you

building the tomb for yourself

and all, and I just ya know.

- I was talking about Mr. Chen.

- I'm sorry, I thought you meant uh.

- Forget it, doesn't matter.

All right, but I'm tellin' you,

any publicity this time and I'm walkin'.

- No problem.

- No, Jersey I mean it,

you keep my name out of it this time.

- Look, need to know basis.

- I don't want people lookin' me up after,

not even you, especially you.

Well.

Let's go see the bodies.

Hoped I'd never see this place again.

- Yeah well you almost didn't,

this building's gonna be torn down.

The County Coroner is consolidating

new headquarters over in Jefferson,

all these satellite building's gonna be demolished.

In two months, this place'll probably be the first one.

- Good.

- Alley, sign in would ya?

- Floofsoms!

Bad!

Bad dog!

Doesn't baby waby recognize Lieutenant Jersey, see?

- Just give us the tags will ya, Miss Poopinplatz?

- Are you authorized?

Okay, what about her?

- She is with me.

- Oh, driver's license?

Hm, porked out, didn't we?

- Hey come on, will you, we don't have all night here.

- Oh cool your jets Jersey, fetch Floofsoms, fetch!

None of our patients are going anywhere.

Okay, come on you two.

- What, are you serious?

- Look, I've got procedures to follow, no exceptions.

Now, you got an admissions form?

Sorry babe, not allowed in the boneyard.

- Pardon?

- It's a morgue, it's kind of a, a new nickname.

- And well, it beats the stink hole.

- Oh boy, last year, we had one

over ripe customer in here, a floater.

When they cut into him downstairs,

the pus was oozin' all over the place.

We couldn't get the stink out, it was--

- Hey just uh, line us up for a viewing room huh?

- Okay, gift wrap two John Does, four oh 12, four oh 13,

chain four oh 14, got a peepshow party of three, over.

You've heard the spiel.

- A couple a times.

- Okay, hear it again.

Now my rules are very simple,

keep quiet, keep outta trouble,

keep outta my hair, there's so little of it.

Now equipment's delicate, not what it used to be.

You break it you bought it.

And I'll be checkin' it out before your IDs are returned.

Okay?

Party hardy.

- Who the hell was that woman?

I don't remember seeing her before.

- Well, you never been here at night before,

she has been on the graveyard shift since year one.

Nobody has the guts to fire her, that's all.

- Nah, the only way they could get rid of her

is if they burned her at the stake.

- Uh, Shep you been here,

I mean don't you have a home to go to?

- No, dragon lady won't let me.

You know what I think,

I think she's fattening us all up for Thanksgiving dinner.

- Oh sure, sure.

Listen I have a guest here with me, Miss Oates.

- Alley Oates?

- Yeah.

- Shepard here, Willie Shepard,

the Harris case, you remember?

- Oh yeah, sure, you ID'd those bone fragments I found.

- That's right, that right, so how ya been?

You know I haven't seen you for so long,

I thought maybe you gave all this up.

- I did.

- So, well, what,

are you comin' outta retirement now?

- Oh sorta.

- Hey, hey, all right.

- Uh Shep, I wanna show her the three kids there, huh?

- Haven't you see these three stiff enough?

- Yes I have.

- You know what I think I oughta do,

I think I oughta wrap 'em all up

and then you can take 'em home with you.

- What are we doin' jokes now about dead children?

Well, what do ya think, huh?

- Don't ask.

Any clothing, personal effects?

- Ah, wait wait, just this, just this one thing here.

- A doll, nothing else?

- Nothing else, this is it.

- And I still can't go down and touch the bodies?

- No way, no you'd be contaminating the evidence.

The judge would throw the case right outta court.

- Shit.

Hey Shep, think anybody'd miss a lock of hair, huh?

- That's the little Oriental boy.

- Yeah.

- Is that enough?

- It'll do.

- I'll send it right up to you.

- Thanks Shep.

- Listen ah, let me know

how this comes out, would you?

- Yeah, yeah sure.

- I gotta go, peace and joy.

- Yeah, yeah, peace ad joy.

Here you are.

- I'll need a quiet room.

- Well, there's the old lounge still right down the hall.

- The lounge.

- We're gonna stay out here in the hall,

so you will not be bothered.

Yeah Alley.

Hey thanks.

No, no, um, really.

- Well, I haven't done anything yet.

- Think she can really help us?

- Ah, you kidding, she's already led me to a lotta clues.

- But she's never solved any cases on her own.

- Well, Alley doesn't work that way.

From what I understand,

she she gets these impressions, you see,

and at first they're kind of what, disjointed huh,

but then later on in the case they start to make sense.

What, what do they say hindsight is what, 20/20.

- Maybe she's uh, a little, uh, myopic.

Well so what, she takes an object,

something that belonged to the person

who's missing or deceased and--

- Exactly.

- And what?

- Well she, hey you want one of these?

- Nah, thanks.

- Uh see, a lotta times these objects

don't give her a feeling or anything

but other times, phew she's right on the money.

- She have this all her life?

- Hey come on, you make it

sound like a disease or something.

No, no the story goes as I understand it,

about eight years ago,

she started going with this Canadian guy, see?

And they lived together for a while

and Alley became pregnant.

Swell guy that he was, when see told him, he split.

Well anyway, Alley decided that she was gonna have the baby.

But she uh, she lost it, there was ovarian cancer.

- Oh wow, that's really rough.

- After the diagnosis, she went to a radiation treatment.

Two years that she fought like hell

and she won, not a trace, nothing.

Anyway, she started getting these nightmares,

dreams that were a little too real.

She started following up on 'em

and seems like some of 'em had some validity to 'em.

- So how did you meet up with her?

- She called me right outta the blue,

you know, I mean, I picked up the phone,

I thought for a minute I had a nut on the line.

She said, so I got some information

on a case you're workin' on.

Well you know, I didn't believe her at first,

but then latter on, hmm, hmm.

- Jesus Jersey, I mean you really believe in her, don't you?

- Huh, hey, what, where are those keys of yours, huh?

Here, look at this,

everybody gotta believe in somethin', huh?

Hey!

- Turn it around, Marty,

deliveries downstairs!

- I'm tryin' to tell you there's no access!

- This is a lobby not Grand Central!

- Whoa, come on, what's the trouble here, huh?

- Pneumatic line's ruptured

on the doors downstairs, they won't open.

Lilly Munster here, won't let me through to the elevator.

- Regulations require direct delivery

through sub-level three!

- The doors are closed, Poopinplatz,

what do you want me to do,

leave the bodies to stink up the parking lot?

- Hey whoa, whoa, settle down, huh, settle down.

Where's the chief administrator?

- He's in bed.

- Well, who runs this place at night?

- Come on, what's to run, there's me up here,

five coroners downstairs with a room full of stiffs,

everybody's been laid off or transferred over

to that shiny new monstrosity in Jefferson.

- Terrific.

- Huh, we're only good for the overflow,

look, 22 years of community service and what do we get,

the high and the mighty scrap off the bottoms of their shoes

and hand us flattened human stool.

Uh, oh, ha, we get the leftovers, like this.

Look at that!

- Give me break, I'm just a delivery boy.

- Is there any other way in or out of the sub-level,

besides delivery or the elevators?

- If there was, do you think I'd be tangling with her?

- Huh, good point.

- Very good.

We can work this out though.

Miss Poopinplatz get someone over here

to fix the doors down on sub-level three, all right?

- It's late.

- Well, try.

In the meanwhile, we're gonna use this lobby

as the emergency delivery area, you got it, got it?

Would you mind answering the telephone?

All right, Marty come on.

- Jersey!

- Help him out.

Thanks, Jersey Callum.

Well great!

- Boo!

Watch out, sometimes they bite.

- Um, so uh, how did he uh?

- She man, it's a she.

If we knew that, she wouldn't be here.

Personally, it looks like a suicide,

you know just add water,

poof, electrocution.

What a waste, quite a cute one, wanna see?

- Chen's dead, yeah they were takin' him over

to a psychiatric ward,

he broke loose from 'em, took a service revolver and--

- You guys wanna give me a hand here?

- Well it looks like you have another run to make, Marty.

- Who'd wanna kill themselves, who'd wanna end up here?

Still some nutty people out there.

- Yeah.

Hey, whoa, whoa!

- The key, get the key!

- What key?

- The elevator key, you got it, come on man!

- Whoa!

Whoa!

- What happened?

- Stretcher collapsed.

- She is, weighs a ton.

- Dead weight.

- No that's funny, no you are funny.

- You know, you're in luck I have room for one more.

- Oh well, that's a break.

- Ah.

Let me get the doors.

- Okay.

- Oh Jesus!

Damn it!

Shit!

- All right.

- Are you sure you wanna see this?

- Come on man, see the world.

- Do you wanna stay in here and watch this?

- Go ahead ad puke if you have to boy.

Let's see if you can fill this.

Go ahead and get the forklift, Harry.

This one's a wrap.

- Holy shit!

- Whoa, whoa!

No, no!

No, no!

Hey, whoa!

- You don't understand, I gotta have that key.

- Forget it, lady.

That's what happened.

- Damn it.

I need the elevator key, now, they gotta be warned!

- Warned?

- The bodies, the bodies we saw, they're not dead.

- We get a live one, now and then.

- Please.

Damn you!

- Floofsoms!

Sic 'em!

Fetch Floofsoms, fetch, fetch, fetch, fetch!

Come on, come on, let's go!

Bite me, bite me!

Fat bitch!

- Alley run!

Run, run!

Hey!

Open up in there!

- Jersey!

- Come on, open the door!

- They're coming!

- Open up, hurry up!

- Shut the door!

- Lock it, lock it!

- Jesus Jersey, I tried to warn you.

I had a vision, really strong,

like nothin', nothin' I ever had before.

My God, Chen was right.

- You know I got a call about an hour ago from downtown.

Mr. Chen killed himself.

- From what you told me, I don't blame him.

It was a mess, we ran like crazy.

Those of us who could run.

- You know we were lucky we heard that bell

from the elevator when you came down.

- Why didn't you take it back up?

- We couldn't, we were lucky just to get here.

Oh!

Easy.

- Hey, what about her?

- Ah, the morgue driver, Marty

brought her in, but she was alive.

- Alive?

My God.

Are you okay?

Is she all right?

- Better than she would have been?

She was on the autopsy table.

- Damn it Shepard.

How the hell can something like that happen?

Does anybody know who she is?

- It's Dana.

My name is Dana and it's not their fault.

I did it to myself.

- Why?

- Why live?

It just hurt too much.

- How's that, Dana?

- Jesus, we gotta get outta here.

- Dead.

- You gotta dial 09, everything goes though the switchboard.

Oh.

- It's ringing.

Shep, what about that door?

- There is another office that connects to the other side.

- Will it get us to the elevator?

- No, but it's closer than we are right now.

- Hey, whoa, whoa, I mean, what a second.

Wait just one minute.

I mean, those things could just be

waiting out there, hanging around.

For all we know they're right outside the door.

Maybe we should just stay put,

wait until someone shows up here.

I mean, sooner or later someone's gonna come down here and--

- Get ripped to pieces.

- Or worse.

Maybe Chen didn't do such a good job

of keepin' that kyoshi thing locked up.

Maybe it got out.

Twice.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Are you saying that the one created the other two?

But how?

- I don't know, I'm just saying

that I think we oughta be careful.

In case it's looking for new recruits.

- Hope the coroner's office has a slow night tonight.

- This thing isn't working.

Poopinplatz must be away from her desk, that's all.

- You can call later, there're other phones.

Look, I'm gonna open that door.

And when I do, get ready to shut it, just in case.

Shit, it's locked.

Give me a minute.

All right back off, will ya?

- Hey, wait, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You knock the handle off,

and let's suppose they're out there.

We won't be able to lock this again.

- Hey Shep, could you use these?

- Bingo, skeleton key.

- That's appropriate for this place.

Ready?

Easy, easy.

- Listen, there's the door.

Go through it, turn right.

The elevator's about 100 feet.

- What is this place?

- It's the evidence storage room.

- It's where they keep the stuff from the bodies.

- Hey, hold it just a minute.

Let me just have that, right?

You've heard of pipe bombs?

I mean it's diffused but still.

- Look at this.

This is great.

- Floofsoms!

Floofsoms!

- Poopinplatz, if we can hear her, then.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

- Go ahead, honey.

- Gah!

Oh!

Damn!

Get back!

- The elevator, somebody's coming down here.

- Stop 'em, I don't want anyone down here!

- Dana!

- No, but he's got the gun.

- Damn, come on Shep.

- Poopinplatz, are you okay?

- Well, no thanks to you.

What the hell are these things?

- Shit.

- Ah, oh!

- Come on.

- No, no, I got her, you take care of that.

- Wait a second.

- Over here.

Come on, come on, try and get it out.

- Here, here.

- Hey, here, take the gun.

No, not like that, come on,

hold it away from your body and hold it tight.

If you have to use it, it kicks.

- Just hurry, okay?

I don't wanna find out.

- Oh!

- Mullin!

- Jersey!

Hey!

We're okay, I'm okay, we're okay.

- Where are you there?

- I'm at the elevator.

One of those things is dead.

- There's another one dead in the toxicology lab.

Can you get outta there?

- Yeah, the elevator's trashed.

I shot the shit out of it.

But we're gonna try to climb up through the escape hatch.

- Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute!

There's another one alive out there, you know?

How is she?

- Oh shit.

You're gonna have to come up here.

I can't reach it.

Maybe if you get on my shoulders.

Come on, easy, up.

There you go, come on, come on.

You all right?

Come on, you okay?

Yeah, be careful, it's slippery.

Come on.

Well, that was pretty brave.

- Not really.

You think I wanted to stay down there by myself?

I feel safer with you.

- Don't tell Jersey that.

He thinks I'm riding on the badges

of a long line of nepotistic cop.

He'd think you were crazy.

- What about you?

Do you think I'm crazy?

- Well, no.

I mean, I don't know, maybe frightened, confused maybe.

- Crazy.

- No, no, I just, I don't understand

how someone like you could--

- What do you mean, someone like me?

- Well, you got stuff goin' for you.

Your whole life's ahead of you.

I mean, you're pretty and,

what, what?

- Ah, it's kinda hard to make sense of it now.

Everything just seemed to come crashing down, you know?

The opportunity was there and I took it.

It was just a stupid, idiotic mistake.

- Hey, it's okay, really.

- No, it's not okay!

I tried to kill myself, Gordon!

I mean, I gave into every little thing

that reared its ugly head at me.

I just let life fall apart on me.

I always thought that I was better than that, stronger,

but I wasn't.

I just let it all go.

Shit, I, I just let it go.

- There's always help.

- Well.

Should we give it a try?

- Yeah.

- There has to be another way out of here, Shepard, come on.

- The pneumatic delivery doors are busted.

- So's your head.

Take the freight elevator up.

- What freight elevator, where is it?

- The morgue.

- Get it, come on.

- Oh, it's no use, there's too much grease.

A monkey couldn't get up there.

- Great, another dead end.

Okay, I'll help you down.

The grate, get the grate.

Come on!

Let's go!

- Gordon!

- Don't worry, I got it!

- What the hell's all the shooting?

- Gotta go, go!

- They're in the air vent, they're comin' this way.

Let's see, let's see, hand me a box.

- Dana, Dana!

- Help me, please, help us!

- Just follow my voice, try to follow my voice.

- It's right behind us!

- Come on, come on, hurry up!

- It's gonna take me, save me!

- Don't give up, just keep comin', keep comin'!

- Come on, come on!

- Your voices are getting louder!

- That's it, just a little closer,

come on, just a little more.

- Give me your hand!

Come on, come on.

All right, all right.

Come on, Mullin, come on.

- Come on, Mullin, Jersey, give me the gun.

- Okay.

- Come on, come on, I got ya, I got ya.

- It's all right.

- Oh, that doesn't look good at all.

How ya doin', it hurt?

- It's okay, okay.

- How 'bout you two?

- Yeah, nothin' a good, long vacation wouldn't fix.

- How 'bout two tickets

on a freight elevator outta here, huh?

Come on, Shep, show us where

that freight elevator is, come on.

- Come on, Poopinplatz, let's go.

God damn.

- Come on, let's go.

- She okay?

- One of those things force fed her a chunk of its skin.

It's probably poison.

- Hey, Jersey, what about that thing in there?

- Well, it's not going anywhere,

but we gotta get out of here first,

and then I'll send over a couple of units.

They'll stop it.

- What if they can't stop it?

- Well, this'll stop it.

Those things sure aren't immune to concentrated firepower.

- What, did you kill one of 'em with that?

- Yeah.

- Well, where'd ya hit it?

- I put two slugs and one went right through it.

- I blew its chest apart.

- Well, that figures.

Folklore does center evil in the heart.

- You mean, like killing a vampire or somethin'?

- Well, I'm gonna tell ya something,

after what I've seen here today, I'll believe anything.

- Whoa, ha, ha, ha, ha!

What, no levity?

Is everything broken around here?

Even humor?

Shit.

Ah.

Ooh.

Look familiar?

You guys havin' some weird party around here or something?

- Shoot the heart, shoot the heart!

- No, Jersey, don't.

Don't, you probably have a concussion.

- What, on this head?

Never.

Hey.

Hey, come here.

I'm sorry I got you into this, kid.

- No.

- I never thought that--

- No, Jersey.

I'm the one that owes apologies around here,

to you,

to all those people that I turned away.

It's just nothin' made sense anymore.

People either wanted somethin' from me

or they wanted to burn me at the nearest stake.

It sure the hell wasn't my life anymore.

I wanted out.

You were right.

I was building my own tomb.

Oh my god, Jersey!

Mullin!

- Oh my god!

- Don't!

- Jesus, he's worse than I thought.

We gotta get outta here.

There's gotta be another way outta here.

Okay.

Okay, everybody, stand back, all right?

- It was waitin' for us.

- Oh my god, run!

Here, come on!

Well, now what?

- Climb, climb!

Go, Alley, you or Jersey next.

- No, you go, Jersey!

I got it, I got it.

- Come on, Dana, come on.

Hey, come on!

Come on, Dana, it's all of us.

Alley!

Hurry!

- Damn dog.

- Hey, Alley!

Alley, come on!

Aw, get down!

- Hey Alley, Alley, are you okay?

- I'm fine, I'm okay.

- The dog, what about?

- Dead.

Barbecued.

- Can you make it outta there?

- I can wait, just take care of Jersey.

- Okay, don't move, just stay put.

Help is on its way.

- All right, I'm fine.

I'll be here.

Hey Floofsoms, Floofsoms, here boy, here boy!

Here boy, here boy.

Fetch this!

It's all right, it's all right.

No more running, Dana.

No more.

- Alley!

Alley, Alley, Alley, thank God.

Oh, oh, oh.

- It's all right.

It's all right.

Oh.

♪ In a world full of heartache ♪

♪ No one needs heartbreak ♪

♪ But too many nights it found me ♪

♪ It wrapped its cold and lonely arms around me ♪

♪ And if I hear one more sad song ♪

♪ About broken dreams and lives gone wrong ♪

♪ I swear I'll go crazy ♪

♪ Because I believe that love can be forever ♪

♪ It takes a brave heart, strong and true ♪

♪ To stand behind the words, baby, I love you ♪

♪ A brave heart willing to fight ♪

♪ For that one love the rest of their life ♪

♪ It takes a brave heart ♪

♪ So many temptations lead to compromising situations ♪

♪ Words spoken easy in the thrill of the night ♪

♪ Are meant to please me ♪

♪ But I don't take love lightly ♪

♪ I need more just a body beside me ♪

♪ More than a feeling ♪

♪ Because I believe that love can be forever ♪

♪ It takes a brave heart, strong and true ♪

♪ To stand behind the words, baby, I love you ♪

♪ A brave heart willing to fight ♪

♪ For that one love the rest of their life ♪

♪ It takes a brave heart ♪

♪ Against all the odds ♪

♪ Through games life can play ♪

♪ I need someone who's not afraid to stay ♪

♪ A brave heart, strong and true ♪

♪ To stand behind the words, baby, I love you ♪

♪ A brave heart willing to fight ♪

♪ For that one love the rest of their life ♪

♪ A brave heart, strong and true ♪

♪ To stand behind the words, baby, I love you ♪

♪ A brave heart, willing to fight ♪

♪ For that one love the rest of their life ♪

♪ It takes a brave heart ♪