All language subtitles for 02x06 - High Road

You are being watched.

The government
has a secret system--

a machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I designed the machine
to detect acts of terror,

but it sees everything...

Violent crimes
involving ordinary people.

The government considers
these people irrelevant.

We don't.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,

if your number's up,
we'll find you.

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Olivia wants to extend
the trial separation

another six months.

Neither one of us is willing
to bring up the D word.

When you get married,
you think you found the one.

I mean, how do you know?

I mean, how does anyone know?

Well, I'm no authority
on these matters.

But if you want
to take some time off,

work things out--

Work's the one thing

that keeps my mind
off the situation.

So tell me, how goes
our little experiment?

I'm glad you asked.

What do you make
of that man on the bench?

Looks like he tied one on
a little too tight.

Bet you'd never believe me
if I told you

he was a violin prodigy
who played two years

with the Philharmonic.

His penchant for the bottle
cut his career short.

How exactly does this
help stop terrorism?

Before I could teach
the machine

to find bad people,

I had to teach it people
in general.

I programmed it
to identify outliers...

Individuals who are...
interesting in some way.

To teach a machine

the complexities
of human nature--

I mean,
no offense, Harold, but...

is someone
as introverted as you

the best person for the job?

Oh. Who's Molly Cole?

I have no idea.

24-year-old graduate
student at NYU.

Major in astrophysics.

Says you were
with her last night.

So work must not be
the only thing

that's kept your mind off
the separation.

So what's your point?

You asked me
if the machine was capable

of learning human nature.

I'm saying it already is.

It's learning
by watching everyone.

Even you.

Oh, that's odd.

What?

That woman painting
at the railing.

Grace Hendricks.

Freelance artist.

Volunteers
at a children's shelter.

But beyond that,
no anomalies that I can see.

Why did it show her to us?

Must be a bug.

I'll go over the code again,

see if I missed something.

Hmm.

Well, at least the machine
is showing us it has good taste.

Aah! Bear!

What did we discuss
about boundaries?

Morning, Finch.

Impeccable timing,
Mr. Reese.

I've just begun digging
into our latest number.

A little stingy
on the sprinkles.

Graham Wyler.

A 42-year-old family man.

Owns a small hardware store
with his wife

in Far Rockaway.

The suburbs?

Never had a number
out there before.

Unfortunately, murder isn't
confined to a zip code.

I'll get eyes on the family.

I wouldn't go back
to this place.

Wyler moved to the city

from Fort Wayne, Indiana,
in 1997.

He's been married
to his wife Connie

for 14 years.

- And the daughter?
- Izzy.

Honor student
at Sandburg Junior High

and soccer star.

Wyler's mortgage is affordable.

His credit is good.

Family only owns one car,
free and clear.

So we found
the most boring man in New York.

See the black smudges
in the air vent?

'Cause your motor's fried.

Come back in an hour,
and I'll have it fixed for you.

Great.
How much do I owe you?

Just buy
your next drill with me,

we'll call it even.

All right, Saturday's fine.

Okay, bye-bye.

That was Mrs. Beckett.

She just guilted me into helping
with the PTA fundraiser.

She wouldn't know
what to do without you.

Neither would I,
for that matter.

Probably looking
for the sharpening kit

for his machete.

Can I help you, sir?

I told you
to call before you showed up.

You trying to get me busted
with my wife?

Whatever, man.

You want these or not?

Yeah, just make it fast,
all right?

Looks like Wyler
might be dealing

more than power tools, Finch.

- How's practice?
- Hi.

- Mm.
- Mm. We did shuttle runs all day.

- Yeah? Sounds like fun.
- Yeah.

Want to see something?

Tickets to Bruce Springsteen?

Front row seats,
for mom's birthday.

Pretty awesome, right?

It's kinda lame, dad.

Well, how about this, then?

No way! You fixed it!

Oh, thank you.

All right, Finch,
this guy's a saint.

I'm not so sure.

I took a closer look
at his employment history.

Hard to see how he had the money
to move east,

much less,
support a city lifestyle.

Maybe he met
a reclusive billionaire?

In the event that he didn't,

I made a few phone calls
around Fort Wayne,

claiming to be a genealogist
working on a family tree.

And I did uncover
one record of interest.

And what's that?

His death certificate.

The real Graham Wyler died
in 1997.

Whoever you've been following

stole his identity
and has been using it

for the past 15 years.

He's ghosting.

Built a life
on a dead man's name.

Might be better
if we were less concerned

with who this man is,

and more concerned
with who he was.

Afternoon.

I haven't seen you
around here before.

You new in town?

Passing through, actually.

Unfortunately, not fast enough.

You're in a no parking zone.

Any way you could let me off
with a warning?

So shall I pay this
out of petty cash?

Harder to tail someone in
the suburbs than in the city.

I heard.

Your man-in-the-suit routine
doesn't exactly play.

As it happens,

there's a quaint three-bedroom

that's just gone on the market

across from the Wyler's home.

You can move in tomorrow.

Move in?

You're gonna be neighbors.

I also procured a new vehicle,

an appropriate wardrobe,

and a set of golf clubs.

There is one element
of your cover

that you'll have
to acquire on your own.

John.

I'm sorry to hear
that it didn't work out

with that reporter Maxine.

I'll get over it.

I was actually thinking...

we should spend
a little more time together.

Is that so?

What is it this time?

More power players
or cover-ups?

Not exactly.

Zoe Morgan...

will you be my wife?

Remember when you saved me

from being tortured and killed

by corporate hit men?

Consider us even.

That mean you don't want me

to carry you
across the threshold?

When this is over,

I might have to fight you

for custody of the dog.

Miss me already, Harold?

Actually, I wanted
to thank Ms. Morgan

for offering her services.

Suburban dad
with a mysterious secret?

How could I resist?

Plus, somebody had to see to it

that John didn't burn down
the block.

We'll see what happens.

Right now, our main concern is
to ID Wyler,

figure out who he really is.

Any ideas on how to become

the Wyler's new best friends?

A few.

I'll visit Wyler at his store,

tell him we just moved
across the street.

Once we've established contact,

we'll be able to manipulate
the family into--

John, it's a doorbell.

Let's try not
to shoot any girl scouts

on our first day, okay?

Hi.

Sorry to bother you.

Just wanted to stop by

and welcome you
to the neighborhood.

- I'm Connie Wyler.
- Graham.

John Campbell.

This is my wife Zoe.

It's nice to meet you both.

I made you guys some Ambrosia.

Just bring
the dish back anytime.

We're right across the street.

Mmm.
This looks delicious.

We're having some people over
this afternoon for a barbecue.

You should stop by
if you're not busy.

Well, we'll be there.

Great.
See you then.

That was easy.

Oh, thanks.

Couldn't help but notice
your car earlier.

Thing of beauty.

How much she set you back?

Actually, it's a company car.

Man, I must have picked
the wrong business.

What do you do?

I sell
private security systems.

Homes, offices.

You know, if you're interested,

I could get you a great deal
on some equipment.

No thanks.

Kind of old-school, low-tech.

I reinforced the locks
on my doors and windows.

That's pretty much all the
security you need around here.

Sounds like you've got it
all figured out.

Except how
to get people into my store.

It's getting harder and harder

to keep up
with the big box chains.

No one appreciates

an honest man trying
to make a living.

I'll drink to that.

How long have the two of you
been living in Rockaway?

Oh, about ten years.

Graham and I moved here
after my mother got sick,

so we came out to help.

What about you guys?

How did you meet John?

Uh, I was, um, stranded...

in a bad part of town.

And he gave me a ride.

And we actually spent
the rest of the evening

running around the city.

Oh, you know, John kind of
reminds me of Graham,

when we first moved out here,
kind of restless.

Don't worry, he'll calm down.

Ooh, another wine cooler?

Uh, what about a Manhattan Up?

How do you make that?

- Come on, I'll show you.
- Okay.

Dad, have you seen my necklace?

No, not since I fixed it.

If you cleaned your room
once in a millennium--

- I'll keep looking for it.

Who do we know in Philadelphia?

No one, never been there.
Why?

This postcard came.

Oh, my gosh!
He's adorable.

Hi!

Oh, you're so cute!
Who's a good boy?

Would you mind manning
the grill for a moment?

Sure.

Wyler's spooked
about something.

Whatever he's hiding,
he kept it from everyone.

Connie's in the dark.

Let's see
if we can shed some light, then.

You got a makeup brush?

Carter.

You think you can run
a print for me?

You find another bad guy?

That's what I'm trying
to find out.

That guy doesn't look so bad.

As for the print,
I wouldn't hold your breath.

It's a partial.

Start with a search
in Philadelphia.

We're not getting
on a plane to Philly, are we?

Not at the moment.

What now?

We wait.

Uh, the party never stops
when you're around.

What do these people do
for fun?

Beats me.

Got any ideas?

♪ Boom boom boom boom ♪

♪ I'm gonna shoot you
right down ♪

Suburbs might not be
so bad after all.

In or out... dear?

Ever known me
to run from a fight?

Pair of aces.

Two pair.

♪ And walk that walk ♪

♪ and walk that walk ♪

Lemonade, sir?
.50¢.

Here you go.

Have a good night's rest,
Mr. Reese?

Think I fared better
than Wyler.

He looks exhausted.

Did you change the oil
in the car this morning?

No, I forgot.
Sorry.

You okay?

Yeah, no, I'm fine.

Hey!

Sorry about that, Lloyd.

You know that guy?

No, he must have confused me
with someone else.

You hear that, Finch?

Sounds like more than
a case of mistaken identity.

Mystery man just took off
with a friend.

Could be the same men
that sent Wyler the postcard.

Something tells me they're not
in town for a reunion.

I'm open!

Detective.

I found your guy.

He was only arrested once,

for a misdemeanor B&E,
back in '91,

but was wanted
for a string of robberies

and home invasions.

He was a career thief.

I'm sure Philly PD would love

to have a talk with him.

Let me guess.

First name's Lloyd.

Lloyd Pruitt.

How'd you know?

Wild guess.

- Did he work with a crew?
- Yeah, a couple other guys.

Chris Vaughn
and Daniel Burnside.

They had a good run
until they got caught

taking a jewelry store in '97.

Did 12 years.

I guess your guy Lloyd missed
that job

or disappeared
before they got picked up.

He was busy
becoming Graham Wyler,

giving himself a clean slate.

- Go get it!
- He picked a good time to run.

That job they got busted on,

Vaughn shot an unarmed guard.

He's dangerous.

Thanks for your help, Carter.

Good job!

- Good play out there.
- Thanks, mom.

Finch, Vaughn's here.

I'm gonna have
a few words with him.

Whoa! No way!

Whose car is that?

Wait.
Stay back.

Sucks about the car, Lloyd.

Nice running into you today,
though.

Why don't we grab a drink?

The Wallbanger, in the city.

Noon tomorrow.

We've got some catching up
to do.

Ah!

Finch, looks like Wyler's past
has come back to haunt him.

You'll have access
to all the camera feeds

through your cell phone.

And this alarm system,

does it call the local police?

No-no, no.

It sends a signal
to a private response team.

You're doing the right thing.

Yeah, Connie's still shaken up
about the car fire.

And for all we know, it
could be a couple of teenagers.

How are we doing, Harold?

Almost finished, boss.

Okay, if Wyler's old crew
attempt

to gain access to the house,

we'll see them coming.

Vaughn's been smart so far.

Cops couldn't find
the evidence on the SUV

to point to a culprit.

Speaking of Vaughn,
I combed through his files.

In each of the jobs that
he and his crew have pulled,

a safe was cracked

using a technique called
"lock manipulation."

No drilling, no tools.

All of it done by ear.

This is a lost art.

But in the last heist,

there was a difference.

Vaughn shot the guard

to motivate
the jewelry store manager

to open the safe.

The one job
Wyler didn't show up for.

He was the safecracker.

Bailed on the last job.

They blame him
for getting locked up.

A detail they'll,
no doubt, remind him of

when they meet this afternoon.

Honey, you in here?

Hey, so I just got

off the phone
with the insurance company.

They say they can't send
an investigator out

till next week.

Where are you going?

I need to go get something
for the store.

Okay, well, hang out
for a second, okay?

They say they can't cover
the cost of a rental.

It can wait!

All right?

Look...

I need to go, okay?

Can we handle this later?

I can handle it myself.

It's a couple
of stupid phone calls.

What's going on with you?

Nothing you need
to worry about.

Graham, if there's something
going on

you think you can't tell me,

get over it.

Whatever it is,
we'll figure it out together.

I'll be back in a few hours.

Graham, where are you headed?

Catching a train into the city.

I'm meeting a client there.

Let me give you a lift.

Save you some time.

Thanks

Quiet life takes
some getting used to.

Not your speed, huh?

You know, a lot of guys
in home security

used to be in law enforcement.

Were you a cop or something?

Not me.

Too many rules.

Always had more fun
breaking them.

Guess we all got
to grow up sometime, right?

Certainly never thought
I would.

What changed?

Me.

Used to just look out
for myself.

Now I look out
for Connie and Izzy.

Nothing I wouldn't do for them.

Ungh!

Seems that Wyler's past

threatens not only his life
but his marriage as well.

I'll be back.

I've never seen him
angry like that.

He's probably just got
a lot on his mind.

You know,
with the car and the--

It's not that.

The whole time I've known him,

Graham has always been
the one with the solution.

But today, I didn't even know
who that was.

You know, I never asked you
how you two met.

We met at
a Springsteen concert in Jersey.

This creep wouldn't stop
hitting on me.

And suddenly Graham appeared.

I'd never seen him before,

but he pretended
to be my boyfriend

so the other guy would go away.

And I could just tell

there was something different
about him.

That one moment changed
your whole life.

Yeah.

Is that what it was like
when you first met John?

I can honestly say

that I wouldn't be here
without him.

It's rare to find someone
you can depend on.

Ready to have some fun?

You're good
at connecting people

to the things they don't
want the world to know.

How good are you
at finding connections

that no one knows exists?

Try to tell me
if there's a correlation

between the cowboy
and the taxi driver.

Fifth cousins?

Really?

We do live
in the great melting pot.

Okay.

What's the association

between this jogger and--

It's her again.

So you've found
something interesting

on Grace Hendricks?

No?

Then is she connected
to anyone else in the park?

I thought I fixed this.

You haven't found a single
anomaly in this woman's life.

She's honest, decent,

doesn't seem
to have any dark secrets.

Doesn't harbor
ill will toward anyone.

Which is what sets her apart
from everyone else here.

That and a passionate love
for Charles Dickens.

I can take
a cab back from here.

Thanks for the ride.

You're welcome.

Trying a new look?

More like missing my old one.

Your boys have been
in there for half an hour.

He showed.
You owe me 20 bucks.

How'd you find me?

That is a real fun story.

I was at work.

Dishwasher.

Only kind of job
a con like me could get.

My boss shows me
this Facebook photo.

Some babe he's plowing
in New York.

I look.

I can't believe my eyes.

There's Lloyd Pruitt...

standing in the background
of this photo.

My long lost friend.

Smiling, laughing,

beautiful daughter next to him

in her nice school sweater.

It's a hell of a life
you've made for yourself, Lloyd.

Wish I was spending my days
selling hammers.

Beats 12 years in the
Fromhold State Penitentiary.

Was it 12?
It felt longer.

Yeah, felt like 50.

That's my fault?

I told you
the job was dangerous.

But you thought
you were invincible.

And that's why I walked.

How noble.

The way we see it,

you owe us,

and we're here to collect.

So that's it?

You're gonna kill me
over ancient history?

Lloyd, you're
the best safecracker we know.

Why would we want to kill you?

We're gonna break into
an Everhold safe.

It's a high-road job.

We need your midas touch.

In fact, the score's so big,

when we're done,
we're leaving the country.

So get your affairs in order.

What's stopping me
from going to the cops...

about you two right now?

It's a lovely home.

Next time we take something
with a heartbeat.

What are you doing?

They threatened his family.

I'm taking 'em down.

Can you take it easy instead?

It's broad daylight, John.

We're two blocks away
from my precinct.

These guys need to go away
for a long time, Carter.

Then catch them in the act.

Right now, all we've got

is conspiracy
to commit a robbery.

And that's
from an illegal wiretap.

It won't be enough to keep
them from Wyler or his family.

Then I'll make them understand

they can never
go near his family again.

Okay.

So are you gonna watch
this family forever

to make sure they listen?

Tomorrow, 10:00 PM.

We'll pick you up
at that intersection.

Be there, Lloyd.

I slipped a burner phone
on their truck.

We can track them with it.

If they make the wrong move,

we'll grab them.

What about Wyler?

He's got a decision to make.

♪ It serve you right
to suffer ♪

♪ serve you right to be alone ♪

♪ it serve you right
to suffer ♪

♪ serve you right to be alone ♪

♪ because you're still livin' ♪

♪ in days done past and gone ♪

♪ yeah ♪

Wyler's due to meet Vaughn
in an hour, Finch.

What are we gonna do if
he goes through with the job?

What do you suggest?

We take him out
of the equation.

He still has open warrants
in Philly.

With Wyler serving jail time,

there's
not much Vaughn could do.

We'd risk breaking up
his family.

They might never forgive him.

I know the prospect
of a normal life

seems remote
to people like us, Mr. Reese.

But wyler still has a chance
to preserve his.

Graham? Are you in here?

Graham?

Check the cameras, Finch.

Make sure
he hasn't already left.

Mr. Reese, I'm afraid Wyler's
made our decision for us.

He left 15 minutes ago.

Avoided his own camera.

He's meeting Vaughn
for the heist.

His number's up, Finch.

When he's done cracking
that safe,

Vaughn's got no reason
to keep him alive.

Finch, I need
to know where Wyler is.

What's the GPS location
on Burnside's pickup?

Somewhere in Hell's Kitchen.

Hang on.

It's an impound lot.

They're pulling up stakes,

ditching all traces.

What about tracking the safe?

Everhold may make
a quality safe,

but their firewall leaves
something to be desired.

I'm looking
at their client list.

There are more than 50 of them
in Manhattan.

Roll back the GPS history
on the pickup.

Vaughn might have done
a drive-by

for final preparations
on the job.

They parked for four hours

outside a midtown Bistro.

What's across the street?

Residential high-rise.

An Everhold safe was installed
on the 42nd floor last year.

Client's name is...
Enver Clerik.

I'm sending you the address.

I know that building.

Front security desk is not
gonna let you just walk in.

But I can get you upstairs.

I know a guy who lives
in the building.

Lawyer I untangled
from a malpractice thing.

He's kind of sweet on me.

Finch, any way
to see into that room

before I go in?

Building's website boasts

that all units are equipped

with smarthome technology.

So, yes, I'm sure there's
something we can exploit.

Good. Call Carter,
have her meet us there.

Real nice of your old lady
to let you come out and play.

What do we need guns for?

Oh, didn't I tell you?

We're walking into a hot one.

Guy who lives here
is a gem dealer.

When he's not in town,

his nephew likes
to have people over,

show off the view of the place.

These are for what's called
"crowd control."

I guess you forgot
a mask for me.

I must have miscounted.

Sorry, buddy.

- Honest mistake, I'm sure.
- Let's go, boys.

- Everyone in the corner! Now!
- Let's go!

Cell phones, jewelry,
wallets in the bag now! Come on!

You expecting anyone else
to show up tonight?

No.

Listen, I know what you want.

I don't know the combination.

Nobody asked you!

Bet you never thought
you'd be trying

to get on the other side
of one of these again.

If I'm gonna do this,

it needs to be quiet.

- Hey!
- Aah!

Shut up or get shot!

It's all yours, maestro.

Where are you, Finch?

Already inside, Mr. Reese.

I need to see just how encrypted
their system is,

so give me a moment.

This is one way
of catching them in the act.

Everyone's up
on the 42nd floor.

Soon as I pull Wyler
out of there,

be ready to round up the crew.

You really think
it's gonna be that simple?

Have a little faith.

We haven't had
the pleasure of meeting.

- I'm Detective Carter.
- Zoe.

John's wife.

Long story.

- Rupert.
- Good evening, Miss Morgan.

He's expecting you
and your friend.

I know.
You missed me.

My friend and I are
on our way up.

Who did you say I was?

Savannah.

- An exotic dancer.
- Hmm.

Sorry, Rupert.

Slight change of plans.

How's it coming, Finch?

I'm scanning all the devices
in Mr. Clerik's apartment.

Looks like his television
is equipped with a camera.

If I can access
the video chat software,

I may be able
to trick the camera

into turning itself on.

And we have eyes.

Mr. Reese,
they've got hostages,

and there are
two other armed men.

I don't think
you're gonna be able

to simply walk
through the front door.

Wasn't planning on it.

Go check that out. Now.

I got the numbers.

Now I got to find the order.

How much longer?

As long as it takes.

I'm in, Finch.

Took you long enough!

Forget about it.
We're almost outta here.

Hey!

Relax! Relax!

What is it?

Might be a switch.

Some kind of panic button.

I'm afraid that's correct,
Mr. Reese.

The VOIP is dialing out

to an emergency
broadband network.

Even if I canceled it,
the call's already gone.

Detective, I trust

that you're still monitoring
the police bands?

Yeah, I heard the robbery call.

Only got a few minutes
before they show up.

What's the situation like
upstairs?

Delicate.

If he's alerted the cops,

that's it then,
we're out of here.

Not till you open that safe.

Do you wanna go to jail again?

'Cause that's what's
gonna happen

if we stay here.

When did you start calling
the shots?

All that's changed

is you've got three minutes
to open that safe.

No.

Open it.

Or I kill you right now.

I'm hearing sirens.

Am I gonna have
to arrest John with the crew?

Preferably not.

In the event that the police
arrive before he escapes...

Almost made it a whole day

without you two asking me
to break the law.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you, Detective.

These guys are getting jumpy,
Harold.

What do you got
in the way of a distraction?

I'm working on it.

Got it.

Man with the midas touch.

I'm holding 20 million worth
of blue garnets in my hand.

I missed you, Lloyd.

Wish I could say the same.

Finch, I think that's your cue.

Sending an audio file
to the surround sound system.

This might get loud.

You ruined my life...

so you could start yourself
a new one.

This'll square it up.

God!

You gonna shoot me?

It's been so long,

you probably don't remember
how that thing works.

You don't want to do that.

Detective Carter,
on-scene commander.

I've been on this crew all week.
Everybody on me.

We're gonna take
the west stairwell up, got it?

Got it.

Let him go, Graham.

I can't.

This has to end.

If you pull that trigger,
then Graham Wyler--

the man you really are--
dies with him.

He can't come after
my family again.

He won't.

He'll spend the next
three decades in prison.

But if you do this,

you'll be right there with him.

What's Connie gonna do then?

I knew you didn't have it
in you.

You were always--

The better man.

_

Come on.

Your exit is clear,
Mr. Reese.

I'm waiting in a car
around the corner.

Keep moving.

There's not much time.

Who are you?

Your ride home.

I left a note
telling her everything.

Who I was, what I'd done.

I'm supposed to go back
like nothing's ever happened?

Connie and Izzy forget

that everything they know
about me is a lie?

Not everything.

What they mean to you,
that's real.

They know that.

Can't change what I've done.

The past is
a difficult thing to outrun.

Maybe it's time
to stop running.

Graham... you don't
have to do this.

Yeah, I do.

Wyler's done hiding, Finch.

He just turned himself in.

He may have decided
to turn himself in,

but you need
to get out of there.

Wyler's turning
state's evidence

in hopes
for a reduced sentence.

I suppose now the courts will
decide what's best for him.

Oh, hi, John.

Connie.

I was wondering
if I could talk to Graham.

He told me you helped him out.

Didn't say how.

But whatever you did...

You're welcome.

See you're moving on.

Yep.

Guy like me doesn't belong
in the suburbs.

Just wanted
to say good-bye.

This is my stop.

Unlike you, I'm stuck here.

Literally.

Judge didn't think
I was a danger to society,

so I get to pay my debt
mowing the lawn.

Graham?

The washer's making
that noise again.

I'll be right there.

I put her through a lot.

And for whatever reason,

she's still there
when I wake up in the morning.

Guess that says something.

Take care, John.

This the part
where we get divorced?

Sorry it didn't work out.

Fun while it lasted though.

Right?

Well, we still have
some scotch left.

Want to stay one more night?

Try to win some
of that money back?

♪ It serve you right
to suffer ♪

♪ serve you right to be alone ♪

Let me guess, one vanilla cone.

Yes, please.

Even in January,

I always keep a few of these

for when you come by.

Am I really that predictable?

No, you just don't deny
yourself small pleasures.

You may be the first person
that ever told me that.

Nothing wrong with it.

You only live once, right?

♪ Serve you right to be alone ♪

♪ Because you are
still livin' ♪

♪ in days done past and gone ♪

♪ every time you see a woman ♪

♪ she make you think of yours ♪

Hello.

Hello.

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