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- Previously on SEAL Team... - You with the Services?

Navy. You?

Air Force.

- Ray. - Christine.

Davis, continue down the corridor,

extinguishing all flames you encounter.

You're drinking too much,

ignoring the family.

This isn't the man I married.

This is the broken sailor I found.

I don't want that man to come home from the Philippines.

Look, Swanny, why don't you stay at my apartment while I'm gone?

- You know, we're gonna deploy. - Are you sure?

Team guys, we got to stick together, right?

He's in critical condition.

We've airlifted him back to the States.

You think whoever this was, it was aimed at us?

Mandy gets the information,

she gives that name to us first.

Traumatic damage to the femoral nerve in both legs.

in both legs.

The surgical grafts and reconstruction...

The surgical grafts and reconstruction appear

to have been successful.

Neural pathways...

Neural pathways may never heal completely.

The ongoing risk of sensation loss...

risk of sensation loss could compromise safety

and mobility in the field.

Start a program of

physical therapy and rehabilitation...

to regain strength...

to regain strength in your legs.

Clay, you have to accept the real possibility...

You have to accept the real possibility...

that you may never be able to operate again.

- Sync and corrections by ByDem - - www.addic7ed.com -

Moving a hell of a lot slower than normal, fellas.

That last training run should have been cake for you.

Instead, you're dragging ass.

Why do you think we're dragging ass, huh?

One of our best is out.

News flash: he got blown up, Blackburn.

You remember that?

Instead of going after the bastards that got 'em,

we're stuck here in the island of suck, better known as Guam.

Irony is, they call this place the Island of Warriors.

Yeah, well, warriors go to war.

- This ain't it. - Yeah, it ain't war.

When Mandy comes up with a new target package,

we will prosecute it...

Mandy's a good idea fairy... what the hell does she know?

Until then, we run the drill!

Hey.

Either of us worried about where Sonny's head's at?

No. I'm not worried. He's angry. We're all angry. We're pissed.

This guy, Shaw, what? Moves us to Guam,

away from the fight?

Doesn't make it any easier.

Politically it was the right call.

Nobody makes that call.

Including you, you know that.

- Doesn't matter. - Doesn't matter...

As long as we're in this AO, Shaw calls the shots. Period.

You hear from Clay?

It's been a month, you know.

Yeah. Nothing new.

Reach out to him?

Yeah. We reached out.

All of us have reached out to him.

Radio silence.

That makes me think the worst.

That's what concerns me.

Morning, sunshine.

How you feeling?

Like I've been laying in bed for weeks with a blown-up leg.

Nurse says P.T. seems like it's going well, left leg's doing great.

She also mention I can't stand when I pee?

Would you rather have a catheter?

You know, you don't have to keep

coming up here, check up on me like this.

Time you spend coming up here is better spent

looking for an EMT gig.

You should get out there and do what you love.

Stopped doing what I love when I got out.

You know what I mean.

Being cooped up here with me sucks.

Team guys look out for each other.

Look, if a job materializes, I'll ghost you in a second.

Till then, I'm here to help.

When I can't, I'll...

I'll catch up on my Jocko podcasts.

Oh, you got a lot of missed calls here, unread messages.

You haven't responded to any of these.

Jason. Jason. Sonny. Sonny.

Sonny. Ray. Trent.

Your boys are worried about you.

I'll call 'em when I know I'm coming back.

Well, you won't know for months. Maybe...

Ever.

I'll call 'em then.

Gunnery Sergeant Miller.

Candidate Davis. Enter.

At ease.

What can I do for you, Davis?

With your permission, I'd like to request special liberty.

A friend from my old command is in the hospital.

The rest of the Team is still in country.

The Crucible is coming up again, Davis.

Shipboard firefighting.

What was your malfunction in there?

Nothing, Gunnery Sergeant.

I just choked, I guess.

Negative. What I saw was fear.

You froze.

That'd been a real scenario, your actions would haven seen

your shipmates injured or killed.

I'll grant a special liberty.

And while you're gone, you should do some thinking.

Fear is a hell of a thing, Davis.

If you don't slay it, you will not make it through OCS.

Not a chance in hell.

Here is to Commander Shaw

for suggesting that we should cut back on our drinking.

All right. So top to him, and top to bottom.

Well, now, does that mean that we're breaking the rules

for drinking at this establishment?

Oh, look at that.

You ain't cheating the rules if you ain't winning, Sonny.

- Oh, man, I'll tell you what. - That correct?

I-I-I-I really wish that Clay was here right now.

It doesn't feel right.

You know, I'm gonna give him a call.

It's 5:00 a.m. where he is, man, stop.

- Stop. - Oh, you know his schedule?

'Cause I sure as hell don't.

All you hear from Blackburn is that he's stable. Okay?

Well, stable... stable how?

I mean, that-that he's... he can walk, that he talks?

Convince the nurse to give him a sponge bath

and wax his baby chest?

I just don't understand how he just can't return a damn phone call.

Sonny. His injury, his recovery.

Let him handle it the way he needs to handle it.

- You got that? - I got it.

I mean, you got to think about the conversation

- on his end, right? - Yeah.

Like, how would you feel if you were laid up in the hospital

listening to stories that we're telling about kicking ass?

Ray, this ain't kicking ass, okay?

This is sitting on our ass.

Alls I'm saying is, just give Spenser some time, G.

You can't understand the hell he's in, all right?

All I'm saying is I need to pee.

- He'll be fine. - Yep.

Whatever you say there, Ray,

'cause you can't pull without...

Got to take another call?

Uh, yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah, you boys take it easy.

No.

Again. Someone who's just got to wreak havoc.

I'm just trying to lighten the mood.

- You're up, buddy. - Ready?

Before you even start,

if you really enjoy embarrassing yourself all the time...

Watch and learn.

all you have to do is show up anything...

Ah! That's it. See you later, buddy.

Say that again.

This just ain't gonna work. Wait. Hold on.

It's... 70-cent piece...

Mind if I try?

Sure.

That's a longneck with a $100 bill on it.

Shh.

Flake.

Beginner's luck.

No, I don't believe that it's beginner's luck.

I tell you what, hey, let me buy you a drink.

I already have one.

Yes, you do.

Okay, well, how about a game of pool by the neon mermaid?

Well, I'd like to, but the table's occupied.

I'm guessing there would have been a wager.

Oh, yeah.

And the stakes?

Loser buys the winner breakfast.

- Oh. - Mm-hmm.

Sounds like you would have won either way, then.

See you around.

She just takes my $100 bill like that.

Are you kidding me?

Hey, bartender. Can I get a...

Can I get two more of those Ishii beers?

What is it... How do you say Ishii?

Yeah, that's it.

Perfect. Thank you.

Mandy.

What in the hell you doing here?

I thought you were in Manila.

I was, and now I'm here.

So I assume, by you being here,

it means that you found a target?

To give payback for what they did to Clay?

You want to keep your voice down, Sonny?

What?

Simple yes or no, Mandy.

This isn't the place for that conversation.

- Thank you. - Mm. Of course, that means

that you didn't find it yet, did you? No.

It also means you're still on the clock,

which you shouldn't be drinking, then.

Don't piss me off, Sonny.

Oh, really?

Excuse me, ma'am.

This guy bothering you?

He's fine.

Listen, Lumberjack Johnny,

trees are outside, you can start chopping.

Wasn't talking to you. Are you sure?

Hey, fella.

Take a walk. See you.

Guys.

- You've been overserved. - Oh, yeah?

You should go.

Well, I don't know if you've checked your current location

on this fine planet known as Earth,

but according to my GPS...

being in my face is a bad idea for you.

- Boop. - Sonny.

Don't touch me.

Okay, I won't.

Sonny, please stop.

Hey.

Was gonna bring you a lobster roll from Rhode Island,

but I figured this would travel better.

Well, I like what you done with the place.

What are you doing here?

Heard you got tagged.

Figured I should come check it out myself.

How's, uh, how's OCS?

About halfway through, right?

Come on, you don't want to talk about cake-eater camp, do you?

What's going on? What'd the doctor say?

Well, he said that...

I'll either heal enough to operate again or I won't.

That's...

That's the end of the conversation.

So... about you. OCS.

Bet you're really owning those other candidates, huh?

Hardly.

Think they're taking out a pool to see when I'm gonna wash out.

That's not gonna happen.

Well, you never know.

I mean, I could fail a test.

Get rolled back. D.O.R.

You thinking about quitting?

Crossed my mind.

I mean, every day is one reminder after another that

most of what officers do is make decisions.

All with consequences.

Sometimes life or death, and it's a scary responsibility.

Yeah, that's what makes it matter, why an officer is different.

- Yeah, but... - No, but nothing.

You're really gonna sit there and tell me

that you're thinking about walking away from your dream?

Whatever your problem is, it's in your head.

I'm sorry.

Davis?

Navy can't afford to lose any of the good ones.

Get yourself right.

You know, it's exactly why

I miss the carving station at the P.I.

At least they got cheesesteaks there.

This is like a sloppy mess, not even sloppy Joes.

Here.

What-what in the hell is that sweet taste?

- It's coconut. - In the meat.

Coconut in the meat?

- Mm-hmm. - What in the hell?

I mean, you-you... you do that to somebody that you hate.

These people... they hate us.

Who's they?

The Gua... Guamanese-ese.

Sorry. The who?

- Guamanians. - Guamanians.

- That's what I said. - The Guamanians.

You do realize that they're American?

Let's be clear, Jace, okay?

Coconut in meat... ain't nothing American about that.

Oh, here he goes.

General Shaw found out

about your little off-campus dust-up last night.

Thought I made it clear that Bravo Team was

under the microscope right now.

Well, I mean, to be fair,

I don't think it was a dust-up.

I think it was more of a, uh, small, little, uh...

You bored, huh?

Um... you bored?

Maybe your therapy sessions will help fill up the time.

Did he say

- therapy sessions? - That's funny.

- Good. - All right. That's great.

Y-You're joking me, right?

General Shaw feels that meeting with a counselor

at the Fleet and Family Support Center would be productive.

Yeah, I don't know about that.

I heard that therapy... that could mess you up real good.

Therapy? Touchy feelings

is not... How is that gonna help us out?

News flash, but that's not

a touchy-feely job here. You know that.

Tell it to your psych.

Appointments have been made for each of you.

Oh, this guy Shaw, man, he's just doing

this stuff right now to show he's boss.

Ain't that the truth.

Well, he is the boss, so suck it up.

You got this.

Welcome the pain.

You've come a long way in four weeks, Clay.

Only easy day was yesterday.

How many more cheese-dick quotes are you gonna spew at me?

As many as it takes to stop you dragging your ass.

I'm dragging my ass 'cause my leg got blown

into spaghetti by some dirtbag.

Aw, listen to this little pity party, Lucas.

He's cute, right?

The body's a miracle machine.

It's incredible what it can overcome,

given the right treatment.

Why the face?

Describe the pain.

Okay.

Well, he's about five-ten, he's to my left,

reddish hair, smells like foot powder.

Well, you forgot "handsome"

and "a noble descendant of the Scots."

Does he ever stop talking?

Looks like trying to get away from him

is all the motivation you need.

Okay, okay, okay.

- You can sit now. - All right, hold on.

Let me just... Let me hit him in the face first.

Oh, good luck shifting your weight between your legs, pal.

Gonna kick me while I'm down?

Well, you didn't like the cheerleading.

Taking a new approach.

The longer you two guys bicker, the longer it takes me

to inform Doc Roberts that you've reached

your inpatient rehabilitation benchmark.

Wait. Hold... You mean that...?

You're going home, pal.

Your Majesty.

You're going home.

My session today is with Jason Hayes.

I don't understand why you're all here.

Well, technically, Doc, you have sessions with my team all week,

so I figured, why not just bring 'em all in

- on one day, knock it out? - Mm-hmm.

There you go. Boom.

Or you figured that... I don't know...

you could use your friends as cover

to avoid any chance of substantive discussion?

- Maybe? - Discussion? What's he mean by that?

You're Navy SEALs. You're taught to never show

pain, because, emotional or otherwise,

pain is thought of as...

as weakness.

You've experienced some personal and professional losses

recently, Jason, not to mention a serious injury

to one of your men in a bombing.

That's a heavy load to carry.

Look, Doc, you know, you get paid to talk about issues...

find 'em, pull 'em out, dissect 'em, whatever you do.

I get paid to overcome 'em, so

I'm not seeing a common ground here.

Not all issues exist in the field, Jason.

Some live inside of us.

Oh, careful, Jace. This is where, uh, the voodoo starts,

he tries to get in your head.

Sonny's afraid of therapy.

- I ain't afraid of nothing. - So, the man who

started a bar fight doesn't feel

he could benefit from some introspection?

You say the word "bar fight" like...

like, it's a dirty word,

like I did something wrong.

Didn't you?

What about you guys?

How did the bar fight affect the two of you?

Well, you know, it didn't impact Ray at all,

because, he was taking a call, right?

And maybe he could have settled Sonny down, but...

I should have know. Jason relies

on me to take care of everything, so...

Right, I see.

Yeah. Hmm.

- Okay. - What's that you see?

Oh, just, uh, as a group,

you model archetypical familial dynamics.

Authority figure, caretaker,

- goof-off. - Oh, no, Ray's no goof-off.

- I meant Sonny. - What?

Listen, you know what?

I'm thinking that we got a lot out of this.

If it's good with you, I think we'll take off,

and, uh, you got everything you need.

Well...

you still have 45 minutes.

Awful long time to sit in silence, guys.

I'm pretty sure none of that is what Shaw had in mind.

Well, I feel a little different. I feel a little lighter.

- How about you? - No.

You?

That was the worst thing I ever done in my life, man.

- Seriously. - All right, take a minute.

Oh, hi.

Well, Dr. Julia Logan.

Therapist?

You're a patient.

Prisoner. Here really not by choice.

Ah... Jason.

Didn't get a chance

to introduce myself to you

since you took my money and ran off the other night.

I didn't steal anything.

- Yeah, you did. - No. A bet's a bet.

- Okay. - Who knows?

Maybe you'll have a chance to win it back.

Therapist, man.

You got to be kidding me.

The second bomb outside the bar.

- Yeah, the one that took out Clay. - Yes.

Image is too degraded for facial recognition.

NICA and CIA are working on identifying

anyone striking a resemblance within the anti-Western

and fundamentalist groups in the region.

And they've come up empty?

Correct, but we've just learned

that the main charge in both devices was ANFO.

Fertilizer, diesel fuel?

How does that help us narrow down the list of usual suspects?

Well, it doesn't, but it helped me expand the search.

I was able to track a large shipment

of ammonium nitrate from two weeks before the bombing

to a site in Santa Rosa.

Santa Rosa? Didn't know any

of the fundamentalist groups operate out of there.

They don't, but the New Resistance Force does.

Armed faction of the Communist Party of the Philippines?

They don't target Westerners. Seems thin.

I thought so, too, until NICA sent me the profile

on the leader of a relatively new NRF cell.

This is the man who took out Clay.

So that's the dude responsible for the bombing in Manila?

NICA and the CIA has identified him

as a top dog in the New Resistance Force.

His name is Armand Pacada.

That's a dead man walking right there.

It appears the bomb was built in an old molasses factory

outside of Santa Rosa, Philippines.

The factory's been closed for two years, but

satellite photos show steady traffic

in the building the last six months.

NRF headquarters?

At least one of them, yeah.

Mission is to hit the factory

and bring back intel...

documents, hard drives,

prisoners, anything you can get.

If you can find him,

then we wrap up Armand Pacada, too.

I cannot wait to make his acquaintance.

The attack in Manila was out of character for the NRF,

so there's a bigger picture here that we're not seeing.

I want Pacada

brought in for interrogation, so no hole in his head.

You know we can't guarantee that.

The bad guys kind of have a say in the fight.

Filipinos have authorized us to prosecute the operation.

Commander Bayani will be your liaison on the ground.

What are you thinking, Ray?

Factory's surrounded by brush and trees.

- Offset infil makes sense. - Mm-hmm.

Take indig vehicles to the set point,

roll to the target on foot.

Them Stalin-humpers ain't gonna know what hit 'em.

Right. Remember,

the objective is to gather intel

and bring Pacada back from the Philippines

alive.

Hey, Mandy, uh...

look, I was out of line the other night,

and, well, um...

I just want to tell you that...

I'm-I'm sorry.

You know, you get her done, as you always do, and,

well, now it's our time to get payback for Clay.

Okay. Thank you for the apology.

I'm in therapy.

Havoc, this is 1. Passing Faraday.

Bravo 1,

this is Havoc Base. I copy Faraday.

Bravo 2, split left.

Copy that.

Bravo 1, be advised,

ISR shows two individuals at the factory loading dock.

Copy that. Anyone else?

Negative.

Bravo 2,

how's everything on your side?

Good to go.

Stand by.

Can you friggin' believe

there are still commies in this world?

Don't these idiots read history books?

I'll take left, you take right.

On your one.

Execute, execute, execute.

Point.

Looks like jackpot to me.

Not till we get Pacada.

All right, let's go.

Get all the intel. Pack it up.

Havoc, this is 1. Passing Einstein.

Copy that, Bravo 1. Passing Einstein.

That's Pacada!

Uh, where you going, son?

1, this is 2.

Area clear. We have HVT.

How copy? Copy, 2.

Target secure. Move to us.

Copy.

On the move.

On me.

Havoc, this is 1.

Passing Curie and Lovelace.

Copy, Bravo 1.

Passing Curie and Lovelace.

Blue, blue, blue!

Chicken Piccata here made a phone call

before we grabbed him.

Hmm?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, he's not gonna talk.

What happened?

Fell down.

Havoc, this is 1. HVT may have

gotten off a call before we secured him.

A-firm, Bravo 1.

Be advised, ISR shows two vehicles inbound,

five klicks east of your pos.

Estimated time, ten minutes till they reach you.

The objective is Pacada.

They have him. I need him.

Bravo 1, I suggest you finish your SSE

and bring the HVT in before those vehicles arrive.

Already pushing our ROE.

Last thing we need is a major contact.

RTB?

Pacada's cell's looking for a fight.

I say, come get some.

You're thinking we set a trap?

More like an ambush.

What are the odds we get another chance to take out that cell?

Ray's right. We take them out, we save more lives.

Yeah. I know.

So what's the plan, boss?

Let's do it. Payback.

Hardpoint.

Everybody else get ready for SSE, huh?

We're fighting. Five minutes.

Havoc, this is 1.

We got a target of opportunity.

We're staying put.

Copy that, Bravo 1. Standing by.

You can leave that shower chair in the hall, man.

I have no intentions of using it.

When you're older and wiser,

you'll realize that standing in the shower is for chumps.

Um...

You hang out here for a sec.

I-I forgot you were coming home today.

The place is a dump.

I spent multiple deployments sharing a room with Sonny.

- Look, nothing's gonna shock me. - Yeah.

Well, it'll take me 30 seconds, huh?

Swann, I really need to get off my feet, man.

Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

Here you go.

Hey.

Home sweet home, huh?

What is this?

Uh, it's just my little system to remember stuff

now that I have no wives to nag me.

Uh, I'm really sorry about the mess, huh?

You should, uh...

Maybe you should call Dr. Sullivan.

Yeah, I just...

just want to get used to being home for a minute,

you know what I'm saying?

Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, you push too hard, you'll make yourself worse.

Come on, how can it get any worse than this, you know?

Well, it can, fast.

Look, I know you want a full recovery.

You got to find that zone between doing nothing

and trying to... trying to do everything at once.

You got to...

just...

You got to pace yourself.

Take it easy.

You speaking from personal experience?

These all yours?

See how many pills you're popping

after you've done a dozen deployments.

Consider me a cautionary tale.

Everything okay with NICA?

They weren't thrilled about the Teams staying on target.

They're not the only ones who feel that way.

Yeah, well, you'll get your intel.

The objective is the objective for a reason.

Dismantling that cell is a target of opportunity.

One that played right into their need for revenge.

Eric...

I get it.

I was at the bar.

But this isn't just about Pacada.

There's a bigger picture that we're not seeing yet.

And what I need is still in that factory.

It's in Pacada's head.

And without it,

the trail goes cold.

They won't let you down.

I hope not.

Man, I sure wish Golden Boy was here

to see the takedown of all takedowns.

Yeah, me, too.

You think he's gonna come back?

Sonny, you got something on your mind, don't you?

If you do, you better share it before these boogers come out.

You know, uh...

while I was stuck in the sub, um,

I said something to him,

about going all in, and...

I told him. I said, "That's who we are."

That's when he started sleeping in the cages and...

getting after it harder.

And I believe that's why he ran out and saved those people.

You know, maybe I...

I think that I put him in the path of the bomb.

Listen, Sonny, stop, all right? Clay wanted to help.

He ran to the danger. That-That's what we do,

run to danger.

Yeah, but I-I should've...

pulled him back a bit,

said something, and I didn't.

You need reining in, that's on me.

That's my responsibility. All right?

Listen, Sonny, one more thing.

Next time, talk to me before you take it out on an HVT's face.

Got it?

That wasn't me, Jace.

Ray?

Something ain't right.

And, to be honest, I'm worried about him.

I'm only saying this because maybe it's something

our team leader needs to rein in.

Bravo 1, this is Havoc Base.

You have enemy vehicles three mikes out.

Good copy.

On you.

Shift fire!

Move through! Move through!

Set security!

Check for known dead.

SSE tangos and trucks.

Ray, check on Pacada.

Bayani, you're with me.

Ray, let's go.

Bravo 2 to Havoc Base.

Our HVT has escaped his hardpoint.

We lost Pacada.

All stations, he's on foot.

Can't be far.

- Jace. - Yep.

- We got a blood trail. - Go.

They'll find him.

And if they don't?

They'll find him.

Ray!

Yep.

You're lucky it wasn't me.

Jackpot. Havoc, this is 1. Passing Curie. Again.

Copy that, Bravo 1. Passing Curie.

The threat of mutiny and uncertainty of the mission

was constant, driven by fear of the enemy.

Of the unknown.

And yet this ragtag army held together.

They completed the march,

they reached Derna,

and against a vastly superior enemy position,

they took the city.

Do you know what held them together?

Leadership.

The will to make decisions in impossible situations

against improbable odds.

Moral authority quelled the whispers of mutiny.

Vision kept the mission alive through 600 miles of wasteland.

And courage...

courage compelled the charge through heavy musket fire

that broke the enemy defense.

Those same qualities

that won the very first American victory on foreign soil

214 years ago

are the same required of you here today.

Honor.

Courage.

Commitment.

These are the core values

that provide the moral authority to lead.

And you must draw upon it not only in your career

but in your life as well.

Because, make no mistake,

an officer who can lead others

but not himself or herself

is no officer at all.

Davis!

You had some time to think?

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant.

I need to find out.

If I have what it takes.

Well, that's one thing I can guarantee you.

That you will find out if you have what it takes.

Hey.

Feel better?

Uh... well, we got the guy that hurt Clay.

Probably stopped some more bombings.

So, yeah.

I do feel better.

You're quiet, Ray.

Not much to say.

Hmm.

Why don't you tell me a story.

Tell me a story about what happened to Pacada's face.

He hurt Clay.

I hurt him back.

And that's all that's going on with you?

That's all.

I don't believe that.

What are you doing, man?

Uh, I'm try... My le...

This damn leg isn't letting me reach this high.

Can you get this flag down for me?

Why the redecorating? I-I like it there.

I'm not on Bravo anymore.

I don't... I don't keep pictures of my ex-girlfriends

laying around, either.

Look, when I left the Teams, it sucked.

Some days I, I couldn't find a reason to get out of bed.

Thinking of them out there, dropping the hammer...

it's tough.

At least you got to leave on your own terms.

Only one acting

like you're leaving is you.

The doctors haven't ruled out clearing you to operate.

Navy hasn't discharged you.

Teammates haven't given up on you.

Hold on to Bravo as long as you can,

'cause when you're really out...

you'll realize the Team

was everything you had.

Flag stays put.

♪ Searching for me... ♪

Yo.

And another.

And, uh, you want something?

No, I'm good.

♪ I guess you got me, yeah, you got me... ♪

Not that I'm counting, but that's your fourth?

What's going on?

♪ Until I took you from her... ♪

I don't know.

If I was me, I'd probably know, but, uh...

I'm not, so I don't.

Okay, that might be your fifth,

'cause you're not making any sense.

Christine, the real Ray Perry...

would never lose control of his emotions like that.

The real Ray Perry, he turned the other cheek

'cause he trusted that vengeance belonged to God and God alone.

And-and that his own hands couldn't heal your wounds.

Or Clay's.

But this Ray...

I couldn't deliver payback fast enough.

And what did it get me?

So you feel bad about what happened.

I don't feel nothing.

♪ Your heart's not in it... ♪

Pretty sure that's worse than feeling bad.

♪ With the dark drums... ♪

I'm pretty sure you're right.

♪ She doesn't know just how... ♪

You know what?

One more for me, please.

Thought you didn't want another.

State you're in, can't let you drink alone.

♪ I got you where I... ♪

Well, Shaw did one good thing.

That's transfer your unit here, too.

I guess so.

This way we can continue our talks.

♪ To steal your heart away... ♪

Yeah.

♪ From my arms ♪

♪ From my arms there's no escape ♪

♪ I got you where I want you now ♪

♪ My love's gonna make you stay ♪

♪ Make you stay... ♪

Well, look who it is, huh?

Open pool table. That means I get a chance

to win my $100 back? What do you think?

Ah. Double or nothing?

Sounds good. Looks like I'll be having

a fancy breakfast in the morning.

My break.

Really? Shrinks never discuss patients with each other?

Well,

not by name.

I knew it, see?

You wouldn't like my whole take on therapy.

Well, it's not for everybody.

- Kind of like hockey. - Oh, whoa, whoa, wait a second.

Those are fighting words, now.

I'm just saying, hockey is all about brute force.

Where pool, on the other hand,

requires finesse,

dexterity,

attention to detail...

and patience.

Impressive. But, you know,

hockey's not just about brute force.

You need speed, endurance to put the puck in the net.

Hmm. I don't know.

All those penalties, lots of time to rest.

It's fun in the penalty box. You should try it.

You missed that. My shot.

Hey, don't expect him to take it easy on you

just because you're a girl.

I'd walk away if he did.

What about your friend there?

She's not gonna play pool with us?

Good thing it's happy hour.

- Yeah. Hey, look who I got here. - Who you got?

- Look who I got right here. - Yeah!

Hey, look at you, man. Good to see you.

Yeah, man.

It's good to see you, too, man.

Hey, I'm, uh...

Look, I'm sorry I didn't...

didn't get back to y'all.

Don't matter, man.

All that matters is you're home right now.

- Yeah. - All right?

Got my eye on my first outpatient rehab

in a couple hours here.

What's going on over there?

You know, not much.

Mandy, uh, found the guys who did it,

and we, uh... we handled it.

I bet y'all did.

Wish I could've been there.

You were here, man. You're always here.

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