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In the justice system,

sex crimes are considered as particularly monstrous.

In New York,

the inspectors who investigate these crimes

are members of an elite unit called the Special Victims Unit.

Here are their stories.

I'm scared, mom. I want to go home.

If I find a taxi, will you pay for it?

All right.

I will never understand white people.

- I am Italian-Cuban. - That doesn't explain your luck.

- You have a nice view, tell me. - Don't start.

Nice shot.

So, Nick and Fin. This is Sam Reynolds.

- Hello, are you okay? - Hello, Sam.

He was my captain in Atlanta.

He's the one who sent me here.

I know Don Cragen well.

We were sad to lose her.

A stroke of luck for us.

Take my place. My 5 year old attacks me at dawn.

I'm going to go there too. I'm coming out of 16 hours of work.

Don't bet with Rollins. She's a killer.

- Shut up. - I know.

- Good evening. - See you later.

So, do you like it here?

New York was a new beginning.

I needed it.

You had to get away from Dodge.

Drunk or not, the Deputy Director exaggerated.

I shouldn't have taken it personally.

- Admitted fault, half forgiven. - It's true.

So, did you make any friends in New York?

You saw my teammates.

No, real friends.

Those who call you Rollins are colleagues, not friends.

Yeah, okay.

You know I worry about you.

You close yourself in your shell.

Everything's okay, Papa Bear.

Captain.

You forget that you are married.

Separated.

You're not going to tell me that we never thought about it.

I know.

But you caught me off guard.

I understand. Okay.

I'll tell you.

I'm going to get something to drink...

Yes. Great.

Wait. I have to take this call. OK?

Help! You are welcome ! Help me!

Detective Amanda Rollins.

I got kidnapped in a taxi.

A white woman struggles in the backseat.

Taxi medallion: 6Q09.

They are coming from Houston Street towards the south.

NEW YORK, SPECIAL UNIT

Rollins? Still there? Do you want a medal or something?

No. Last night I saw a girl

get kidnapped in a taxi to the southeast.

Maybe it's "the Sikh", the kidnapper taxi.

We had two cases in one year.

Don't you have anything more solid?

Vehicle number is a taxi stolen last night.

But the driver was hit from behind.

He did not see the attacker.

We found the car

near the Lincoln Tunnel.

The Scientist examines it.

I sent its description to Missing Persons.

I'm waiting for a return.

Maybe we have something.

A desperate mother called the police.

Her daughter called her in a panic at midnight. She never came home.

His description fits the girl.

Rollins, you saw the girl. Go see the mother.

SHELLY RAEDO’S APARTMENT APRIL 29

Is this your daughter?

Yes, it's Nina three years ago.

She is 19 now.

Since last year, I see her less.

Who was she with when she called?

I don't know where she's going, nor who she hangs out with.

But on the phone she sounded of a scared little girl.

She asked me if I could pay for his taxi.

She said she was confused.

Do you know what she was talking about?

I don't know. She is in the middle of a crisis.

What ? Change of hairstyle? Clothing style?

More like piercings and tattoos.

She got an octopus tattoo on the left ankle.

And very quickly, she found herself covered in tattoos.

Perhaps a disappointment in love?

I feel like I don't know her anymore.

Mrs Raedo, we need DNA samples from your daughter.

Do you think I'll see her again?

It's the girl who was screaming in the taxi.

It's already 12 hours ago.

Let's check who she called last.

Joaquin.

Deflated!

Yo, Detective Amaro. Cool suit.

Why aren't you at school?

There's money to be made here.

Inspector Amaro I'll talk to you about it later.

Do you recognize this girl?

Yeah. It's Nina.

She has lots of tattoos. She's fresh.

Where can we find it?

Do you want to find yourself locked up?

I don't know if it continues, but before, she was with Pablo.

Pablo.

Is this her boyfriend? Does he live on the roof?

Yeah, he has pigeons.

Be careful. Pablo is a boxing champion.

I'm not afraid.

Do you hear pigeons?

More like a human coo.

- Police. Nina Raedo? - What the hell is this?

- Is Nina Raedo there? - Get out.

- Come with us. - Wait.

Who is Nina?

- Who is it ? - Relax.

Speak less loudly. Tiffany is super jealous.

It's been over with Nina for three months.

Too crazy for me.

The party? Drugs?

No, man. She loves to fuck up.

One evening, we are at a club.

She turns on three guys to pick a fight with me.

She likes it.

She must make quite a few enemies.

It's not my problem.

Except that yesterday, she showed up at my house.

She was afraid. She felt safe with me.

I said no.

- Did you really refuse? - Tiffany was coming.

What time was it?

Around midnight.

So how did Nina leave?

Taxi service not far away. She's used it before.

Is Nina okay?

You want a taxi, you call.

Did you see her last night?

Yes. And I told him the same thing.

You want a taxi, you call. Out.

- So she came here. - Yes.

Twice I had to tell him.

She got angry.

She said she was going to call another company.

But it's just me around.

So where did she go?

When she was going out, a taxi stopped in front of the door.

She had to take it.

Hey. I didn't have that to do.

You have cameras.

We will look at the images.

It's her. It's Nina.

There he said to him: “You want a taxi, you phone.

But you’re going outside.”

The guy is stubborn. He had to join the army.

- Here's a taxi. - Switch to the exterior camera.

It's this taxi that I saw.

Slow down.

Zoom in.

This driver is not the Sikh. He's a white guy.

Can you take a close-up?

- She hasn't called since? - No.

We know she was kidnapped.

The question is to know when she will reappear.

Did you ask us to come and see?

I received this an hour ago.

The left leg of a young girl. Freshly amputated.

With an octopus tattooed on his ankle.

A guy who fished from a boat went up the Gowanus Canal leg.

The tattoo matches Nina's. We check the DNA.

It's done neatly.

I would say it was done with a surgical saw.

There are signs of reaction bone tissue.

So Nina was alive when it was amputated.

There was an anesthetic.

Why anesthetize a corpse?

So we have a healthy leg, sawn cleanly from a living person.

Drug dealers do that.

- But that's definitely not it. - Non.

There is something else. A fisherman raised his leg.

Except that no one fishes in this canal. It is very polluted.

JC CASSIDY’S BARGE GOWANUS CANAL - MONDAY APRIL 30

So your workshop is at the foot of your barge?

It's practical. You are self-sufficient.

I am the Protector of the river. I find everything I need there.

Pieces of scrap metal for my inventions,

the fish I eat.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Did you find the leg while fishing?

You can't imagine everything we find.

I found a tiger cage once. But without tigers.

What are you using this saw for?

No sawing of legs.

Do you see? That's why that I can't beat the cops.

We would really appreciate your cooperation, okay?

Otherwise, we can ransack your workshop to find evidence.

Search everywhere, if it amuse you.

Bring your UV lamps.

You won't find any blood.

I just wanted to do my duty.

Like in 2001.

What happened in 2001?

I brought up another leg.

You're not here for that?

- Did you tell the police? - Yes.

But there was no follow-up.

They were busy elsewhere.

It was three days before planes hit the Towers.

The Gowanus guy told the truth.

He fished it in the canal in 2001.

woman's leg, above-the-knee amputee.

We kept it in a fridge

at the Department of Anthropology Forensic.

Saws were found at his house.

- Is that... - No. I checked.

A surgical saw cut these two left legs.

The bone is not cut the same way.

So these healthy members were operated professionally?

Yes. And the bone marrow of both legs

contains traces of the same anesthetic. Propofol.

Was there a bone tissue reaction?

The victim was alive when his leg was cut off?

I'm not sure, but I think so.

Good luck.

Yeah.

- Olivia, what is this horror? - No idea.

It gets even crazier.

We have a touch on DNA.

- For Nina? - No. For this leg.

Its owner...

is still alive.

BEARD STREET TUESDAY MAY 1

-Lisa Everly? - Yes.

Can we talk to you?

- I don't gossip. - We know.

We're not here for that. We want...

We want to talk to you about your leg.

And why that?

Does your boyfriend like amputees?

What happened?

I was an amputee a long time ago. But I'm not looking back.

Whoever did this to you must pay.

He has already paid.

Pardon ?

For $25,000, they do what they want to me.

Wait. We paid you to cut off your leg?

You can't understand until you have fallen that low.

I was already destroying myself, anyway.

I had to go back in detoxification clinic.

But all the money is spent in my veins.

It's important that we know who did this to you.

He was a customer.

I was high.

I wouldn't recognize him if I saw him.

Where did it happen?

He had a room at the Palace on Bowery.

Were you under anesthesia?

Yeah. It was good stuff.

But afterwards, I was in a daze.

I don't remember anything else. Details aren't my thing.

Before, the Palace was a lousy hotel.

Now it's $2,000 a night for a sequel.

I would like to understand.

We're really looking for someone

who pays to treat themselves to pleasure to amputate women?

Nina was not paid, but kidnapped.

All right. So is he gaining momentum?

Or he can no longer find of voluntary victims

and he takes unwilling victims.

It's been three days,

but if Lisa survived, Nina may be alive.

Or not.

We found a corpse near the Gowanus Canal.

Is it her?

Poor kid.

I hope she was unconscious when she died.

Cause of death.

Cardiac arrest in reaction to a product.

Propofol overdose.

Signs of sexual violence?

Not that I know of.

All damages result from surgery.

He puts her under general anesthesia to cut off his leg

and accidentally, Is he injecting too much?

Or after you're done, he deliberately left her to die.

I have something else to show you.

His ears were cut into points.

What ?

Cartilage was taken then we sewed it up

to form a point.

But it healed completely.

It's from before.

I was going to come there.

The intervention is old.

Tattoos and piercings are even older?

His appearance testifies to his descent in the mutilation of the body.

But where is the logic with his leg? that we forcefully amputate him?

Oh, that's your job.

I can just tell you that this subculture pushes the boundaries.

A tattoo was subversive.

Now teachers have them.

So the limits are moving back.

I saw forked tongues, dangling earlobes,

steel implants under the skin.

Amputation is the next step.

Maybe for Nina,

tattoos and piercings were like a drug.

The person who did this to him perhaps belongs to this world.

So let's follow his path.

Look at this tattoo. He is very particular.

It looks like an engraved signature.

We should be able to find the artist easily.

YASHIMI TATTOO SALON WEDNESDAY MAY 2

-Kenji Yashimi? - Not now.

Is this your work?

Yes, one of my favorites. I did it two years ago.

One of a kind.

Well, you can do it again. The girl who had it is dead.

Don't move, okay?

Nina is dead?

How ?

When did you see her?

Six months ago.

When Nina got cut pointed ears.

Is this also your work?

No. Nina asked me to do this work for him.

But I have a celebrity clientele.

- I don't do anti-jobs. - “Anti-jobs”?

Face tattoos, elf ears.

Stupid fads for young people

who will not get any job because of that.

You know what I'm talking about.

This white tattoo. It's classy.

Who could have listened to him?

Go bother Seth Moretz.

I heard him talking about this with Nina.

She was obsessed with elves.

Seth works here?

Not anymore.

I caught him on the train to talk to customers

of his mutilation business.

- Hello, Seth. - Oh shit.

I don't have time, I have to return this bike.

No, you stay. We'll only have a minute.

- We want to talk about Nina Raedo. - Nina who?

The girl with Spock's ears.

Not Spock, Grandpa. Arwen. You know, Liv Tyler.

Lord of the Rings?

So you talked to Nina to fix his ears.

You're not going to arrest me for that.

I don't bother my ears.

Except with my music.

Oh yes ? What use does it serve you? this bottle?

Just to inflate my bike tires.

You put on a mask to inflate your tires?

We have a bottle of nitrous oxide.

With serial number.

Guess what. We're going for a walk.

And you don't need your bike.

OFFICE OF DOCTOR GENE BRIGHTMAN WEDNESDAY MAY 2

Can I help you?

We're looking for Dr. Gene Brightman.

He is with a patient.

Oh.

Doctor? Someone at reception.

Jess, I'm going to start a wreath. I can help you ?

We have questions to ask you. Can we speak to you in private?

Stand by Ms. Leary.

Don't talk to him about his children.

This way.

What is it about?

It's a police investigation.

On Nina Raedo.

One of your patients?

No. I don't think so. For what ?

you miss him a bottle of nitrogen oxide?

Not that I know of.

We found one in an unusual place. From there, we went back to your office.

Do you know Seth Moretz?

What an idiot, that one.

Do you know him?

He was dating Jess, the receptionist.

I thought she dumped him.

Is it possible he stole from you nitrogen oxide?

This guy? He is capable of anything.

Jess is going to take inventory.

You will do it yourself. She left.

Jess Hardwick doesn't pick up.

We're monitoring his apartment.

What do we know about her?

Blank record. She has worked there for 5 years.

The dentist swears by it. He incriminates the boyfriend.

It's fair game. Let's see who the boyfriend is incriminating.

Bad news, Seth.

We spoke to the dentist.

He files a complaint for the flight of nitrogen oxide.

Why does this interest you? Serious.

A dentist is not a special victim.

The dentist, no. But Nina does.

Nina?

What is this madness? I...

I have nothing to do with it.

You don't know her, then?

Look closely. And no lies.

I think I saw her in the living room.

Kenji Yashimi's tattoo parlor?

He fired you for doing elf ears.

Is this your work?

No. It's not me. I swear to you.

I don't know how to cut and sew.

Okay, I see. He's the tout.

It's his friend Jess who operates. Is that it?

- Where is she? - I don't know.

Hey, wake up, Seth!

You are accused possession of stolen goods

- and soon homicide. - I didn't touch Nina. I swear.

The ears are Jess. She is talented.

Seth. Where is Jess?

Check out Coney Island.

The Strange Festival at Mermaid.

She will work on it this evening.

You need a password to enter.

- Do you have a tattoo? I hadn't noticed. - Yeah.

My reward for not betting during a basketball tournament.

Well done, well done.

I expected something else.

A bit wise for a celebration of the strange.

Ready to party?

Who are you ?

If I knew, I would tell you.

Good evening to you.

MONSTERS ENTRANCE

The cow.

Oh, that's crazy.

Your ears are awesome.

- Do you mind if I look? - No way. Go ahead.

She is also thinking of having an operation.

Yeah. Is it painful?

It depends who you go to.

They are really great. Do you allow it?

Who made them to you?

Go see Jess. She is operating this evening.

You pay it in cash. In the $600 range.

- My love ? - Whatever you want.

I've got you under my skin.

- She's behind, in the truck. - Great.

Can my boyfriend watch? He would love it.

Yeah, Jess is cool.

Open.

Police. Stop.

Put down your blade.

All right.

No need for your weapons.

It's okay, I'm going out.

If I understand correctly,

you help people become the architects of their own bodies.

So.

It's in the gyms that we do this.

Not with blades and syringes.

Surgeons are changing the appearance of their patients.

Facelifts, nose operations, breast implants.

Except they have medical degrees and not you.

And they pay for their equipment. They don't steal it like you.

We know about your side business

and for Nina's elf ears.

Yes, it was his choice.

And the amputation of his leg?

Was that his choice too?

I beg your pardon. What ?

You injected him with propofol and cut off the leg.

But it went wrong and Nina died.

Nina is dead?

Yes.

Tell us about it.

You didn't want her to die. It was an accident.

Sorry, you are wrong. I...

I don't use anything stronger than Lidocaine.

I would never such an operation.

No ?

So what is your leg?

That ?

I lost her at 15, because of my bone cancer.

It took me a lot of effort.

But I'm proud now.

I feel extraordinary.

I help people realize their own perception of beauty.

It is a reflection of their inner self.

But I would never put anyone through the suffering I endured.

Well, this is a moving story.

Who else doesn't believe it?

She says she helps people by transforming their body

and it draws a clear boundary with amputation.

- I believe her. - Not me.

She used herself without scruple at the dentist.

Nitrogen, surgical instruments.

We must at least check that she didn't steal the anesthetic.

I agree.

His boss, the dentist. What area does he specialize in?

He is a cosmetic dentist.

So he doesn't use propofol.

Check the file controlled substances.

Control your schedulers and who signs them.

So, Gene Brightman.

He prescribed OxyContin, Percocet, Vicodin.

Powerful sedatives,

but no anesthetic these last six months.

Jess told the truth.

Maybe. But there is something strange.

I found prescriptions for propofol under the name of Dr. Hal Brightman.

One, six months ago.

Another, two weeks before Nina's disappearance.

An entry error?

Apparently not. Two doctors, two addresses.

It is a very powerful anesthetic.

What does he operate?

That's the rub. He doesn't operate on anyone.

He is a psychiatrist.

OFFICE OF DOCTOR HAL BRIGHTMAN

Nina Raedo?

No.

This name means nothing to me. What is it about?

Did you prescribe this?

Propofol?

It can't come from here. I don't use anesthetics.

Is this your prescription?

Yes, but it's not my signature.

View all my prescriptions.

I'm even hesitant to prescribe Prozac.

I believe more in the effects of speech.

Someone else has access to your scheduler?

Anyone who works in a pharmacy where my patients go.

And all the assistants that I have had over the years.

When is this from?

It started five years ago.

Sporadic prescriptions.

Damn.

There is another possibility.

We can use it as a euphoric drug.

I have drug addict patients.

GOOD. So give us names.

I would like to help you.

But I am bound by professional secrecy.

You know it.

- Even if I am the victim of a crime. - Okay.

Do you know Jess Hardwick?

Yes. She works for my brother.

Exact. Dr. Gene Brightman. The dentist.

Yes. For what ?

In your opinion, could she have had access

to your scheduler?

Let me think.

She didn't come at the country house.

Which house?

My mother left us her old house.

My brother and I are refinishing it.

You take your prescriptions in the countryside?

Yes, for emergencies.

Is it possible that your brother use it for you?

What would be his interest?

He has his own ordinances.

Excuse me. I have a phone session with a patient.

He fired us with a bang.

As soon as we started to talk about his brother.

Funny coincidence.

Nina sees Jess for her ears

and Jess works for the dentist.

And his psychiatrist brother ordered propofol

without knowing it?

The dentist is pretty smart

to know that if he prescribes propofol,

that will arouse suspicion.

And the dentists have medical training.

Jess may not be the only one at the dental office

to transform bodies.

I don't know Nina Raedo.

Alright. So tell us where you were on Saturday evening.

In our family home.

Alone ?

Don't tell my brother. I was accompanied.

We'll need the lady's name.

Of man. Paul.

No one knows about it in my family.

We need Paul's number.

Okay, but the information remains confidential.

Revealing it could cause harm to my client's activity.

Less than a murder charge.

These accusations are appalling. I am incapable of that.

Listen.

When I was little, my mother lost leg in a car accident.

Okay, Gene.

But there is indeed a young woman who works in your office

who performs body modifications.

She uses your surgical instruments, your sedatives.

I wasn't aware of that

nor what she did outside of it.

And I fired her.

After we arrested her.

And all those medical orders? A large bone saw.

- Does that mean nothing to you either? - No.

Someone stole the pillbox of your brother.

It could be Jess.

Do you believe?

How would she have had access to it?

I violate professional secrecy, but she was patient with my brother

long enough.

She was disturbed.

It was he who asked me to hire him to help him.

I thought he wasn't following her anymore.

but she may see him again.

I haven't touched Dr. Hal's prescriptions.

I don't need propofol.

You entered his office, as a patient.

Not for years.

When were you in therapy?

I started when I was 14.

My cancer had been diagnosed.

I was depressed and anxious.

And you were always in therapy at 15?

- When you were amputated. - Yes.

Dr. Hal was great.

He supported and encouraged me a lot.

It allowed me to see myself differently.

So why stop?

I don't want to say bad things about him.

What happened, Jess?

After a while, I started to accept myself.

To feel stronger.

But I had the impression that he didn't want to let me go.

He kept saying I wasn't ready, that we still had a way to go.

But I had the impression...

that we were going around in circles around the same subject.

The same subject? Your leg?

Yes. My leg.

He happened to talk to you of his mother?

From his accident?

It turns out that his mother lost her leg

in an accident when he was little.

Is this a joke?

It's crazy.

Jess, could Hal have known that you practice

surgery on Nina?

Wait. He has it...

He saw her once.

- When ? - It was in the office.

He stopped by to drop off some keys for Gene and Nina was there too.

She had an infection from the transplant. He needed an antibiotic.

She pulled up her hair to show me and Hal kept staring at her.

We didn't suspect the good brother.

They say that dentists are depressed,

but to the question of who is the craziest thing between a psychologist and a dentist,

I'm leaning towards the psychiatrist.

Suffolk Police confirmed to me mother's car accident.

She lost her left leg when Hal and Gene were 9 and 13.

When did Jess lose it?

During her therapy with Doctor Hal. She was 15 years old.

Which brings us back to the year 2001.

OK, so six months later, he amputates Lisa, the prostitute.

For what ?

Finally...

Maybe he thinks he's improving them, not that he hurts them.

It's possible.

But he was smart enough to overwhelm his brother

in the interrogation.

So let's believe it let's follow this trail.

You think Gene did this to these women?

I know this is hard to hear.

He had medical training,

he ordered propofol,

he had an assistant to help him.

- I need to talk to him. - It's too late.

The only way to help your brother now,

is to help us understand how he got there.

Fragile mental health may be a factor in its favor.

Do you see an event in his past who could explain it?

It could have a connection with our mother.

She had a car accident when we were children.

It changed our life.

It must have been hard for both of you.

It was terrible.

It disfigured her. Inside and out.

She lost her beauty, her leg, his peace of mind.

She was depressed until the end of his life.

I understand why you wanted to become a psychiatrist.

You want to help others.

My brother had the same motivation.

He saw how our mother was affected by having lost her beauty.

The lower part of his face was destroyed.

Hence his choice of dental cosmetics.

So he takes care of the exterior and you take care of the inside.

We try to understand Gene's fixation on amputation.

To the newbie, this may seem strange.

But I saw some trauma turn into sexual urges.

Gene was 9 years old when our mother was disfigured.

His sexual urges were able to awaken

when you introduced Gene to Jess?

I'm afraid it's plausible.

A beautiful young girl confronted to the loss of his leg

with courage and grace.

But there is a catch.

You say that his sexual attraction towards Jess reawakened his obsession.

Your brother is gay.

What ?

Did he tell you that?

Yes.

This is not possible.

If he was gay, I would have seen him.

Apparently there are quite a few things that you don't know.

Concerning your brother... or yourself.

The pathology you expose. The details don't add up.

They stick with you.

You were 13 years old.

It was you who were...

on the threshold of puberty when your mother had her accident.

It was you who arrived in the tormented age of sexuality.

And Jess was your patient when she was a teenager.

In full sexual maturation when she lost her leg.

So you understand. It's hard to find your way around.

Yes, and I'm trying to help you to see more clearly.

Like you helped Nina Raedo?

I repeat, I don't know her.

We know you saw it at your brother's office.

Do you remember? You couldn't tear your gaze away from his ear.

Jess told us.

She seemed of a vulnerable young girl.

When I saw what she had done to herself,

I thought I should help him.

Help him deal with his body problems.

She had problems before that.

Body dysmorphia.

Drug abuse.

She had lost her footing.

- So you talked to him. - Yes.

I gave him some advice.

But that's all.

But here's the problem.

We have surveillance video on which we see you

getting her into the taxi.

I have nothing more to say.

We're not like the others. We understand you.

You wanted to treat her.

You were trying to show him her true inner beauty.

Yes, but I didn't do anything bad to him.

She's dead, Hal.

We would like to know how it happened.

You have two choices.

Either she threatened to report you

and you deliberately killed her with an overdose of propofol.

Either it was an accident.

You are not an anesthesiologist.

His heart gave out.

So what happened?

I tried to wake her up.

I did everything I could.

I would never have done any harm to one of my daughters.

But she... never woke up.

Hal, you say you wouldn't harm one of your daughters.

Are there others?

None of them suffered.

They were asleep all the time.

You took your precautions. I see that.

You didn't want them to suffer.

How many came here?

Six in all. Nina, it's a tragedy.

But none of the other five had no problems.

They are more accomplished thanks to me.

I transformed them.

Why do people accept sex changes, but not that?

This all started with Jess, right?

Yes.

But I never touched her.

It's just that when she lost her leg,

she was so admirable.

His way of taking ownership of his new body

was the bravest thing that I had ever seen.

I thought that all women should be like her.

- Not like... - Your mother.

You couldn't save her, so you saved the others

by transforming them.

Who was first?

The prostitute. She needed my help.

You made him look like Jess.

She was more fulfilled afterwards.

I followed her to observe her.

And after that, you... continued.

Every two or three years, I found a new girl.

I paid her and she was grateful of what I had done for her.

But there are few who understand.

That's why you kidnapped Nina.

If Nina's heart hadn't stopped, she too would have thanked me.

The company is not yet ready for me.

I just need to look at a woman to perceive its beauty and potential.

Look at you. Do you think you are special?

You are banal.

But I could give you back so much better.

THIS IS A FICTION