All language subtitles for Beyond the Gates s02e102.eng

Victor. I can't thank you enough.

Your willingness to make room

in your busy schedule
means the world, truly.

Well, now, Vernon, you know

that I've always respected
the hell out of you,

and respect your politics

and the fact that you always put
family first.

That's something we have in common.

Yeah, we do, and the scars to prove it.

Well, I look forward to
catching up when you get here.

Safe travels.

Looking forward to it, Vernon.

Who are you talking to?

Oh, just an old friend.

Oh, no.

The last time you were all cryptic,

our daughters convinced themselves

that you were sneaking around
with another woman.

[chuckles] And I was.

My vocal coach.

And we made beautiful music together.

Only so you could come
and make beautiful music for me.

Mm. Are you requesting an encore?

No, don't think you can charm
your way out of this one.

Now, before you get carried away,

I want to know exactly what's going on.

The Mathisons at table three,
Wolfs at six.

Did Devon Winters confirm?

Anita just locked him in.

I guess he's not holding a grudge

about his failed attempt
to add her to his label.

And he's bringing his wife Abby, so

there's room at table five.

Oh, Shonda, I almost forgot.

Is there room for my buddy Kyle Abbott?

Of the Abbott empire?

Yeah. We got tight back
when he was living in New York

and I was interning
at the National Urban League.

Good old Kyle convinced
his parents to come with him.

Jack and Diane.

Seems we'll have a decent-sized
Genoa City contingency.

Big money. Serious influence.

Maybe we should move them
to the front.

Ooh, will do.

MARTIN: Just in time.

Take a look at this.

SMITTY: Ah, still playing musical chairs

- with the seating chart?
- Draft five and counting.

And with my poll numbers stalled,

I need this fundraiser to go well.

- No room for mistakes.
- Oh, well,

I see one already.

- Where?
- If Vernon succeeds

in getting Victor Newman, you cannot,

and I repeat, cannot...
sit him next to Jack Abbott.

[sighs] I'm sorry, Shonda.

- I forgot to mention that.
- [exhales] Crisis averted.

Last thing we need is a couple
of prime donors coming to blows.

You should read Victor's bio.

Ruthless. There's an entire
chapter dedicated to the feud.

That and another tidbit or two.

Considering our time crunch,
mind giving me the Cliff notes?

Better yet, how about you use
that beautiful brain of yours

and help us out on this?

I would, but I'm still on deadline.

I don't have ten spare brain cells,

let alone ten spare minutes,

but you will do great on your own.

Extra security in place?

I put eyes on every entrance,
every exit, every blind spot.

I turned your casino
into a damn fortress.

Good.

After what went down in that warehouse,

the man we know
is chaotic and dangerous.

I'm not taking any chances.

Boss, it's not too late to call this off.

No.

His mess has cops all over me.

I can't afford to sit back
and hope he disappears.

So you're basically throwing
your own mini Apalachin meeting?

I'm gonna look the Impaler in the eye

and tell him, "This is my territory.

You want to play kingpin,
do it somewhere else."

[door unlocks]

You're meeting with the Impaler?

??

After all this time living apart,

I almost forgot how good this feels.

We should make up for lost time.

You ready for round two already?

More like I'm trying to keep you
in this bed all day.

[laughs] Oh, as much

as my body is screaming yes,

my conscience is saying "Not now."

I told Ashley I'd drop by this morning.

How's she doing?

Oh, you know, barely keeping it together.

She's carrying a lot of pain.

Yeah.

It's tough making sense of this.

You talking about Ashley?

Or yourself?

[sighs]

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

You're early, Naomi.

Didn't you get what I said
the last time you were here?

Grayson, the only thing I needed
from you is to leave me alone.

- I know, and you have every right...
- No, you know what?

Don't you dare stand there
and patronize me, okay?

I-I don't need your permission
to be furious,

and I sure as hell don't need
you to validate my feelings.

That's not what I'm doing.

I'm owning it. I messed up.

And I can't undo the damage, but

maybe I can start to repair it.

If you'll let me.

ANITA: So, what happened?

That look tells me
you moved a mountain.

Try a legend.

Dare I hope?

Not your old friend from Genoa City.

Victor Newman is making
the keynote speech

for Martin's fundraiser.

- Stop it!
- [laughs]

Victor Newman endorsing Martin?

Well, that will certainly move the needle.

Oh, and he's making a hefty contribution.

He might even be willing
to connect Martin

with other donors in the Midwest.

Well, Victor was always a man
who knew how to pick a winner.

Mm-hmm. Well, he was not wrong.

Mm. He's been following Martin's work,

and our grandson reminds him
of someone else

that he once took a chance on.

- Your first campaign.
- Mm.

A lot of people in the party
questioned whether an activist

was suited for mainstream politics.

Well, I was supposedly too outspoken,

too radical

- too Black.
- [chuckles]

Well, they didn't say
that last part out loud,

but we heard it anyway.

Victor was of the opinion
that my activism

and the insights and skills
that I gained along the way

were exactly why I belonged
in the Senate.

Yeah, he knew you wouldn't be afraid

to challenge the status quo.

Yeah. And now he sees
that quality in Martin.

That boy's got fire, no question.

But sadly,

his bright future still comes
down to dollars and cents.

That's why we're pulling out all the stops.

Why are you still on deadline?

I thought you already turned
in the Red Market write-up.

I did, but now it's a five-parter.

Five? What happened?

It's a massive story, Martin.

My editor took one look at what I have,

and he didn't think it would do it justice

with just one piece, so now it is an entire

investigative series.

That's huge. Congrats, Smitty.

- Thank you, Shonda.
- [chuckles]

Yeah, I'm so happy for my husband,

but from the sound of it,

this could stretch out for months.

Well, not that long,
but definitely a few weeks.

Attention spans being what they are,

I have to make it interesting
and get it out

before the public is obsessed
with the next big scandal.

That's why I'm gonna spend
every waking hour on it

until it's done.

Uh, did you say "every waking hour"?

Meaning you're gonna
chain yourself to this laptop

for the entire fundraiser,

leaving me to handle
everything by myself?

Of course I'm still thinking about Derek.

He took a bullet for me,

walked right in front of it
like it was nothing.

Like his life didn't matter
as much as mine did.

That's not what he was thinking.

Then what was he thinking?

I replayed it
a thousand damn times, Naomi,

and I cannot figure it out.

He was thinking about
saving his best friend.

Yeah, but he shouldn't have been
at that warehouse to begin with.

I'm the cop. I signed up for this.

Baby, all this guilt you're holding on to,

it dishonors everything Derek did.

This is on the bastard
who pulled that trigger

and the scumbags
who ran that ring, okay?

- No one else.
- Yeah, try telling that

to the part of me who keeps seeing him.

Every day at the station,

I look at the door,
just waiting for him to walk in

and talk trash or say some dumb joke,

just waiting on me to tell him to shut up.

- That's normal.
- And every day I drive by Uptown,

all I can think about
are our double dates.

Me, you, him and Ashley
just laughing and making plans

like we have all the time in the world.

- Mm. Jacob.
- And then, all of a sudden,

I see him again

at that warehouse on the floor
with all that blood.

I can still feel it on my hands.

How am I supposed to live
with that image,

watching my best friend die like that?

By understanding that he made a choice.

- [sighs]
- His choice, not yours.

And he made it
because he cared about you.

Well, he made the wrong choice.

- Don't say that.
- He shouldn't have been there.

[sighs] That's beside
the point now, Jacob.

He made his decision,

and the best way to honor it,
to honor him

is to live your life,

continue to be the man
that he believed in enough

to die for

so his sacrifice won't be in vain.

Or I make sure every single person

tied to that blood ring pays for it.

I owe Derek at least that.

Five minutes.

And only because I am really curious

to hear you talk your way out of this.

I'm not here to talk my way
out of anything.

I'm guilty as sin.

Okay? I kept secrets from you.

- I put you in danger...
- Broke the law.

And I can't undo any of it.

All I can do is try to earn
back your forgiveness,

however long that may take.

Forgiveness. [Scoffs]

Right... because you think
you can just work this off

like community service?

You just... you're gonna
pick up some trash

on the side of the road,

and then eventually
I'll forget what you did.

No, but maybe I can start
by making you feel better.

And you think you have
the power to do that?

If yelling at me helps, go ahead and yell.

You are such an idiot.

- That's a good start.
- No, no, I mean it, Grayson.

This sad, self-deprecating act?

It's not noble, it's pathetic.

What else?

You're a coward.

And you're a manipulative liar.

And you kept me in the dark

because you knew that once I found out,

I was gonna drop you
like a sack of potatoes.

You're right. You're right. I was scared

that you were gonna walk away.

I knew it.

That isn't why I didn't tell you.

Yeah, right.

I honestly felt that if you had
that information,

it could put you in danger, Ashley.

And now I know
that I should have told you

everything from the start.

And then, when you finally did...

- I should have explained...
- And now Derek's dead!

[crying]: And that is the part

that you seem to keep forgetting
to mention.

And I get why,

since there is no way in hell

you could ever make me
feel better about that.

Nothing I say will erase the pain

- that Derek's death left behind.
- And then

the next thing you're gonna say
is "Time heals all wounds."

I mean, God, how clich� can you get?

You know what?

It doesn't matter.

Nothing does.

You're wasting your time.

[knocking]

Ah.

Saved by the knock.

[door opens]

Hey.

I brought you some...

I didn't realize you had company.

No, Grayson was just leaving.

GRAYSON: It's good to see you, Naomi.

NAOMI: Mm-hmm.

- [door closes]
- What was that about?

Uh, Grayson came to plead his case.

He somehow thinks that, uh,

giving me a half-hearted apology
is gonna make me... [sniffles]

Forget how he completely blew up
my life.

- [sighs]
- Well,

you did let him in.

Yeah. To explain himself.

What are you trying to say?

Just that if you were done with Grayson,

like done done,

you wouldn't have let him in the door.

Maybe there's a tiny part of you that

doesn't want to cut Grayson
completely out of your life.

Okay.

[sniffles]

Well, that tiny part of me
that gives a damn

is not gonna let me
completely lose my mind, okay?

I'm not gonna get back together
with someone

who lies to my face and

who just dragged me
into this entire mess.

No, I'm not suggesting you guys
frolic into the sunset together.

I'm just questioning
whether you really think

Grayson is irredeemable or...

Or?

Or if you feel
like you can't take Grayson back

because you'd be giving him
the second chance

you never gave to Derek.

I already spoke to
the event planner at the club,

and I want them to understand

this isn't your garden-variety mixer.

Good, good. We've got VIPs flying in

from all over the country.

They're used to a certain caliber.

Mm-hmm. Everything's
gonna be top-notch

from the liquor to the service.

Well, seems like you've turned this event

into the talk of the Beltway

before the first drink was even poured.

Well, that is the idea.

I want people to walk in
and feel the energy

and momentum of what we're building.

And most importantly, to understand

throwing their support behind
Martin's upstart challenger

- is a fool's errand.
- Mm.

Speaking of our rising star,

where is Martin?

Good question.

We were supposed to sit down and

a-and polish up his candidate speech.

Yeah, well,
maybe just a last-minute glitch.

Mm.

Don't worry, Congressman,

you'll have your plus-one.

Oh, thank God.

You saved me from having to add
spinning a no-show spouse story

to my already packed to-do list.

I'm well aware that if I do not
come to the dog and pony show,

the DMV gossip mill will have a field day

speculating our marriage is on the rocks.

And that is the last thing
my congressman husband needs

in the middle of his campaign.

This is not about optics, Smitty.

This is the biggest night of my career,

and I need my husband beside me.

Not as my plus-one but as my anchor.

And you'll have me.

And then after all the photo ops
are done,

I'll sneak out and get back to work.

Your plan is
to disappear halfway through?

No one will even notice.

Your speech is going to be such a big hit.

You'll have the entire room

eating out of the palm of your hand.

So let me get this straight.
You have been planning

a face-to-face with the Impaler for days

and didn't breathe a word of it to me?

The plan was
that you would be nowhere near

when this went down.

Though I admit it was foolish to think

a closed sign on the door
would keep you out.

We're partners, Joey.

Partners don't hide things,

especially not meetings
this monumental.

Not hiding.

Protecting you from the uglier
side of my business.

You keep treating me
like I'm some fragile ornament.

For months,

I have been trying to tell you
that I can be an asset.

Not just to the escort service.

All of it.

And this is my chance to prove it.

Absolutely not.

[scoffs]

The place is suddenly surrounded
with guards.

What are you exactly afraid of?

Nothing.

Since you won't be anywhere near.

- Joey, just...
- That's enough.

Randy'll take you back to the condo.

- Uh-huh.
- And you'll stay there

until this is over.

Okay, I made the best choice that I could

with the information I had at the time.

And with what you know now?

It changes nothing.

Grayson told worse lies than Derek.

Derek helped people.

Grayson committed crimes.

Grayson,

motivated by trying
to provide for his mother,

was dragged unwittingly
into a criminal enterprise.

He never set out

- to commit crimes.
- [sighs]

He was blackmailed
into following Lia's orders.

So that justifies
him keeping me in the dark?

No. No. But he owned it, okay?

And he risked his life, too.

From what Jacob told me,
Grayson had his back

- when he needed it, and that has to count for something.
- Okay.

You're completely missing the point.

Ashley, they both lied.

Derek faked his recovery
to make sure you married him.

Yes, and that was wrong.

But I was a mess, too.

I-I didn't know what I wanted,

and I just kept putting him
through the wringer

while I tried to figure it out.

I was too hard on him.

You wouldn't be saying that
if he survived.

You know...

I cannot believe

that you would judge a dead man.

Derek died a hero.

And he did it trying to save
your husband's life.

[door closes]

Look who finally dropped in.

- How you holding up?
- About as good

- as can be expected.
- Yeah.

I didn't want to bother you,
but I am on deadline.

Was starting to think I'd have to file

a Freedom of Information Act request

just to get an update on our case.

It would have been a waste of time.

There's not really much to report.

Well,

let me at least caffeinate you
while you ruin my day.

JACOB: Yeah, sure.

- Black, no sugar.
- I remember.

Trust me, I wish I had
better news to report.

Lia's cooperating with prosecutors

on a reduced sentence,
but she swears up and down

she doesn't know who the Impaler is.

And you believe her?

Not entirely. I mean,

this is the same woman
who was stealing plasma

from the hospital
where she was chief of staff.

But she was the middle woman.

I mean, you and I know
more than anybody

how shrouded in secret
this entire thing is.

With your top-notch undercover work,

it still took us months
to get where we did.

Yeah, it's hard to tell with these people.

Well, what about Ren?

Has he been cooperative?

Oh, Ren's been singing
since we arrested him.

But every so-called lead fizzles out.

So either he's bluffing, he's
trying to trick the prosecutors

into offering him a deal, or he's scared.

Of the Impaler.

Who isn't at this point?

Well, I was hoping you.

Come again?

Listen, we'd both sleep easier

if every one of these lowlifes
were behind bars,

especially knowing
this criminal network has

and will expand to even more cities.

Nailing the Impaler would be
a hell of an exclusive.

And I don't think it's out
of the realm of possibility.

Wait, are you telling me

you have a way of finding out
the Impaler's true identity?

Yeah.

But this time it involves
you sticking your neck out

instead of me.

I can't tell you how much
we appreciate your donation.

It'll go a long way
towards easing tensions

after the cotillion incident.

[chuckles] Yes, yes, yes.

Water under the bridge.

[chuckles]

Wonderful. Well, we look forward
to seeing you at the fundraiser.

Bye now.

[chuckles]

Anastasia Belleclaire?

Uh-huh.

- Yeah.
- [chuckles]

Politics do make strange bedfellows.

And money makes even stranger ones.

This isn't going to be a problem, is it?

I don't think so.

And from what I gleaned,

Samantha and Chessy
might have done the impossible.

A Richardson-Belleclaire d�tente.

Well, now, that's a word
you don't hear around here

- very often.
- [chuckles]

And your turn of phrase means

that your speech is probably
coming along very nicely.

Still needs some tightening.

And, honestly,
maybe a little more punch.

All right, all right.
But before you two get started,

- Vernon has some news.
- Mm.

Your keynote speaker is confirmed.

You got him?

You got Victor Newman?

- [chuckling]
- [scoffs] Granddad,

that's fantastic.

VERNON: Yeah. And there's a chance

that, uh,

that you might have one of
the biggest campaign war chests

in the nation.

Victor's network alone
could fund millions

into your campaign between now
and the general election.

And it couldn't come
at a more welcome time.

- Don't get too carried away.
- You have to win

- the primary first.
- Mm.

And some of that cash has
to be stashed for a rainy day.

And a potential Senate run.

Or the unfortunate scenario

where your opposition's
research team learns about

what happened on that
country road three years ago.

You're meeting
with a guy who sells plasma,

not a serial killer.

For all I know, he's both.

People call him the Impaler for a reason.

- You're being dramatic.
- One innocent man is dead already.

If there's even a one-in-a-million chance

that could happen to you,

it's not worth it.

Now, will you go quietly?

Or will Randy have to carry you?

Fine.

You know what to do.

Don't move another inch!

I will see my own way out.

What Derek did for Jacob was noble,

and I will forever be grateful for that.

But him sneaking
into a meeting of criminals

was the same reckless behavior
that has gotten him

into trouble countless other times.

Grayson had nothing to do
with Derek's decision.

And, Ashley, neither did you.

God, you know,
I hate arguing with a lawyer,

but that is just simply not true.

Derek went to that warehouse

because he thought I was in danger.

But he was not
a first responder anymore.

That was not his job.

Which makes it all the more brave!

[sighs]

Okay, Ashley,
what you're feeling right now is

- misplaced guilt.
- [sighs]

If what happened has truly changed

the way you feel about Grayson,

then of course you shouldn't be with him.

Thank you.

But if you feel like you can't
be with a man you care about

because you're trying to punish yourself

well, that isn't right either.

Being sad and depressed
for the rest of your life

will not bring Derek back.

Okay.

What can I do
to help identify the Impaler?

Okay, the "Impaler" nickname,

the way no one inside the organization

has seemed to have met him

it all points to someone
who's looking to create

an aura of power,

someone who needs people to fear him

or see him as larger than life.

So he's a narcissist.

And narcissists are predictable.

They can't stand to be disrespected

or to have their accomplishments
attributed to someone else.

So you want me to use my article
to poke the bear?

I want you to smoke him out.

Insinuate he's incompetent

or that he's actually not
the one calling the shots.

And then if he's as self-obsessed

as you think he is, he'll want
to correct the record publicly.

That's the idea.

What?

I'm just surprised

my principled detective friend
is asking me

to print a false statement.

No. I'm a cop using a resource

to shut down a criminal enterprise.

And I'm a journalist.

My entire career
is based on telling the truth.

But it's for the greater good.

Come on, Smitty, you've been with me

through this entire investigation.

I need you to help me finish the job.

Do you really think Martin's
opponent has the wherewithal

- to...
- During my decades

in politics, I've seen
all sorts of secrets exposed

because of opposition research.

But the few people outside
of the family that know anything

have too much to lose
to utter a word about it.

Like Bill.

He could be disbarred,

if not face charges of being
an accessory after the fact.

And Elon and Marcel
could lose their jobs

and risk criminal charges.

You're omitting the one man
who has far less to lose,

given that he already has
a terrible reputation.

The man who's already tried
to insinuate himself

into your campaign.

Joey Armstrong.

Oh, you know, security
is right outside the door.

You don't need to guard me
like you're trying to block

a three-pointer.

I do what Joey tells me to do.

And right now he needs me
to make sure you stay put.

Let me remind you, we go back further

than either of us do with Joey.

I know how much your friendship
with Doug meant to him.

You were the connection to his youth.

You know...

[grunts]

I was so damn proud
when he moved here from Philly.

[chuckles softly] I just knew

Doug was gonna make something
of hisself

and not be stuck in the hood
like the rest of us.

He felt like he had
to suppress that side of him

when he moved behind the gates, but

you know

when you showed up

it was like he could be himself again.

[chuckles]

You know, Vanessa,

I honestly thought you
didn't approve of me back then.

- I didn't.
- [chuckles]

But I had blinders on.

Doug needed a friend like you, Randy.

You were good for him.

And loyal.

Loyal.

Well, loyalty

is why I'm not letting you out
of here, Vanessa.

Well, one of us needs
to have Joey's back.

JOEY: Letting Vanessa in

- was a big mistake.
- [sighs]

Sorry, B. One of the other guys
was out of position.

I was taking care of that
when she came in.

Otherwise I would have been
taking care of all of that.

Was a good thing she wasn't a hit team.

You do realize
that there's no room for this?

Not today.

Yes, sir.

No one comes in

except my security team

and this Impaler.

- How will we know who he is?
- You ask

for the code word.

"Scarlet."

[chuckles]

For red blood?

Oh, you're quick.

Let's hope those smarts of yours
keep us alive.

[soul music playing]

[chuckles softly]

- She kick you out, too?
- No.

I left on my own.

Ashley's got a lot on her mind.

I wasn't trying to pressure her,
if that's what she thought.

I just...

I couldn't leave there without
trying to make things right.

Grayson.

Ashley has a lot of issues with you.

But if you want the truth

she's got even more with herself.

So.

Just be patient.

You actually think we still have a shot?

All I can say is that...

Ashley and Jacob are grappling
with survivor's guilt.

And, unfortunately, it is coloring

every decision they make.

I don't like the idea of using my article

to smoke out the Impaler.

I get that.

But I might have another idea.

I'm listening.

Instead of publishing lies,

why don't we ask for the public's help?

Then, based on those responses,

we can map each city
where the ring has been spotted.

Gives us clues
to where he's maybe hiding.

Somebody out there
has got to know something.

The only way to get justice for Derek

is to take down the Impaler

one way or another.

ANITA: I thought

you checked Joey after he offered

to provide security for Smitty.

You did?

I told him the debt was mine,

- not yours.
- Granddad,

this is my problem.

I don't want you further dragged
into my mess

more than you already are.

E-Enough of that. Hmm?

I'm the one who brought Joey
into your life.

Which means I'm the one
who has to clean up the fallout.

Not by making yourself the target.

[sighs] That's not the issue.

What is?

[sighs] Rumors are swirling

that Joey could have something
to do with that Red Market ring.

That might complicate our situation.

But Smitty's the local expert
for this crime ring.

He hasn't mentioned
Joey being involved.

It's an active investigation.

And who knows
where it might lead and to whom?

We do know it goes beyond the DMV.

Which means it's possible

that this might go to a national level

and Joey's sway with the local cops

wouldn't be enough
to keep him insulated.

And if Joey is arrested by the Feds,

he'll need a congressman
to bail him out of trouble.

That guard posted outside

can stop me from walking out
just as well as you can.

But nobody can cover that club

and make sure nothing slips past
those guards better than you.

[sighs] Look...

Joey knows what he's doing.

Sure, things look dicey, but

we've been in bigger situations than this

and came out every time.

That's what I used
to tell myself about Doug.

Then one night he didn't.

I am begging you, Randy.

Please.

[shuddering]

I can't lose another man I love.

??

All right, Impaler.

Bring it on.

All right, let's all just take a breath.

My wife is right.

We focus on the fundraiser.

We start by tightening up that speech.

Okay.

I swear, being critiqued

by a master of rhetorical
flourish is intimidating.

[Anita and Vernon chuckle]

But

here it goes.

People often ask me what it
takes to be a good leader.

And the truth is,

everything I know

I learned from the people in this room.

A leader must be willing to act.

I trust you have made
all the arrangements

for my trip to Maryland?

That's right, Fairmont Crest.

Yeah, promises to be a hell of a party.

MARTIN: When confronted
with a difficult decision,

a leader has to look
at all sides of the issue.

- Well, I can't do all the work.
- Mm.

I'm initiating the first kiss.

Okay.

Deal.

Right here? Now?

My apartment.

And the time it takes to get there.

Let's go.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

That really is beautiful.

[sighs]

[sniffles]

MARTIN: Not just the
side that feels comfortable,

since truth rarely sits on the surface.

Oh, my God. [Grunts]

Grayson, I got you. [Grunts]

- Okay, I got you, I got you.
- A leader must show empathy

- for the people they serve...
- What happened? What happened?

[breathing heavily]

And for themselves.

Whether or not Ashley forgives me, I do

hope that she'll be able
to move past this and

get back to her normal life.

Same goes for you.

[scoffs] Yeah, normal's
in short supply these days.

You haven't been connected to a crime,

- so the hospital can't...
- Yeah,

I still have my job at the lab,
but in order to help my mom,

I need a side hustle.

Oh.

Any offers?

Leslie Thomas and I discussed
about me working at the clinic.

But, yeah, that feels like
I'm stealing from Derek's life,

so I turned her down.

Yeah.

I could have never imagined
the ripple effects of this.

And how many lives
would have been impacted.

MARTIN: For we all carry mistakes,

but they don't define us.

How we rise from them does.

A leader must persist.

There will be closed doors

and days when you find yourself
pushed to the sidelines.

But you trust the work,

your partners, and believe,

in the end, the right path
will work itself out.

[exhales]

Please be all right.

MARTIN: And, finally,

leadership demands risk.

[door opens]

- Randy?
- [door closes]

Your girl insisted I come back.

Don't worry, I got her covered.

I told the guy at the door

that if she steps one foot out,

there'll be hell to pay.

All right.

As long as someone's with her.

No, it's good you're here.
You did the right thing.

[knocking]

MARTIN:
Because when the moment comes

a leader has to step forward
without fear...

You.

No matter what waits on the other side.

Vernon, my man.

- Hello, old friend.
- How nice to see you, man.

[cheering and applause]

[gasping, screaming]

- Baby, we've got to go now.
- Nicole.

The power is out.

There's nothing left
to do but wait for help.

When have you ever done that
in your life?

SMITTY: Martin, if you can hear me...

TED: You're bleeding.

Let me... let me check you out.

[crying]: It-It's not my blood.

Then who... then whose?

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