All language subtitles for The Brave S01E13 Close to Home Part 2

- Previously on "The Brave"...

- Three days ago,
an Ohio-class submarine

on patrol in the Atlantic
went dark.

Turns out the person
responsible

is a 16-year-old
American girl.

They took her
against her will.

We need to bring her home
immediately.

- Hey!

- The man you're looking at
is Alex Hoffman,

decorated field officer
gone rogue.

Been dead for
the last nine years.

Dalton, you need to
button that man up,

and I mean airtight.

- Okay, but what about
the girl?

Clearly, this is no coincidence
that he was there.

- He is...radioactive.

- Another sub's
gone offline.

This time,
in the South China Sea.

- Please don't tell me

that you think Patricia's
coming here

to help you find Verina.

She's coming here for me.

- Hello, Alex.

- Hello, P.

- I don't think
you understand, Alex.

They found me.

They found the safe house.

The room was full of suits.

Promise me
you'll take this seriously.

- I am taking this seriously.
I'm just not worried.

You worried, P?

- I gotta admit,
this is a headache

I'd rather not have.

- Oh, yeah.

Well, sooner or later,
it happens to anyone

who does great things.

It's a storm.
You'll get through it.

We both will.

- Remember,

gray BMW,

license plate 341.

Your train leaves at 4:00.

Reservation under Cayhill.

Couldn't come up with
anything better than that?

- I was thinking Campbell.

- I only use that name
when I want to scare you off.

- Thank you, Patricia.

This closes an ugly chapter
in our history,

and your courage
won't be forgotten.

- That's not fair, P.

You look so good.

- Captain,
pull him out of the room.

Then clear the space
for me.

- I'm bound, hand and foot,

on a base surrounded
by thousands of soldiers,

personally guarded by
five highly trained killers.

Six if you count
the deputy director.

Look, this guy
knows where Verina is.

I mean, he's got her somehow.

That's why
I need to talk to him.

- You're not going to ask me
how I did it?

- No.

- You're not
the least bit curious?

- No.

You were
so good on the phone.

- Alex...
- Not one pause,

not one slip.
- Don't be cruel.

- I'm not the one
who had the other one killed.

- No, but you're the one
who put the gun in my hand.

What'd you think?
Nobody would know what you did?

Bribes, back-room deals,
murders...

- I thought someone did know.

- Oh, I knew you were coloring
outside the lines, Alex.

I encourage that.

But I had no idea

that you had become
all you beheld.

- No other way to win, P.

Someone has to be willing
to do what it takes to win.

- Oh, so it was all
for the cause?

- Yes.

- I was able to cross-reference

a few of your new identities

with freelance
high-level murders.

Corporate and government
espionage.

- A dead man has to
do what it takes.

- No.

You don't have to kill
a father.

You don't have to kidnap
a 16-year-old girl!

A 16-year-old girl!

- I thought you'd warn me, P.,

right up to the moment
I opened the door.

- Spare her.
- I thought you'd warn me.

- You and me, we're going
to have to pay for your sins.

I've come to peace with that.

Spare the girl.

Spare the girl.
She's an innocent.

- It's done.
You can let me go.

- Wow.

You are a clever girl,
Verina.

How'd you get to be
so clever?

- My dad.

- Right.

And I'm sorry about that.

Here's the thing though,
even if I did believe you,

I'd be stupid to let you go
before the job is finished.

- But I did everything
you asked.

- Yes, but you're staying,

comfortably or uncomfortably.

That's up to you.

- But after it's all done,
you'll let me go, right?

- Yeah.
Of course.

Now, let's keep that sub
on track, shall we?

- What's on your mind,
top

- Keep thinking about
what Hoffman said here.

How by capturing him,

we somehow destroy Patricia.

- Hey, you know every word
that man says

seems to be poison.

- Yeah, but you know
how this works, Preach.

The guy wraps himself
in a flag,

he walks out the door,
and he does things

that jeopardize everything
you and I fight for.

Just like a rapid dog,
with a guy like that,

you do one thing,
you put him down.

I don't think she's here
to put him down.

I think she's gonna
take him back,

and so, liar or not,

he's still right.

She's gonna take the fall

for everything that he's done.

Now, does that
seem right to you?

- No.

It does not.

But we've been doing this
long enough, Adam,

to know that right
doesn't always win.

- Dalton,
are you on the line?

- Yeah, go for Dalton.

- Hey, we've got
a major situation here.

I need to make sure
the Deputy Director

is up to speed.

Someone has hacked
another one of our subs.

- Well, we heard that.
South China Sea.

- Right, well,
unlike the first time,

this sub didn't go dark.

It's just been given
a course and a speed.

The crew has been completely
locked out of the nav system.

We're working to try and help

get control of
the vessel back, but...

- It's headed straight
for Fiery Cross Reef.

- That's China.

- Yeah, that's one of
their man-made islands.

- Okay, so someone's trying

to provoke an incident

between us and the Chinese.

- Could be,
or there's another possibility.

- The Chinese themselves
are behind it.

They act all shocked
at this provocation,

but then when the sub
hits their waters...

- They snatch it up
like the catch of the day.

- So $2 billion worth
of top-secret technology,

including 24 Trident missiles

carrying 12 nukes each

ends up serendipitously
in their hands.

- Yeah, and we end up
looking like the bad guys.

- Exactly.
Look, we're trying

to solve the problem
on our end,

but it's looking like less
than three hours

before the "Wyoming"
is in Chinese waters.

- Understood.
You guys stay here.

China.

He's working for China.
Maybe not directly,

but right now,
he's got his goons

making Verina steer
the "Wyoming"

straight towards
Fiery Cross Reef.

- Superpowers.
They play their games.

What does or doesn't happen--

Oh, she already
tried that option, sport.

- Yeah, she's not me, sport.

- I see you've been listening.

That's good,

'cause you're gonna have to
do it, you know.

Sooner or later--
- Please.

He's my problem.

- Me dead or me free.

It's the only way
to save your friend here.

- Don't do this.

All right.

I'll help you
as much as I can.

But I'm not doing it
for you, ace.

I'm doing it for her.

She and I pull this one out
and, who knows,

maybe we'll get two of
the nicer cells at supermax.

I'll need my phone.

- No, you'll use
one of ours.

- It's a master protocol.

Has to come from my phone.

Even if it's my voice,
they'll disregard it

and assume I've been
compromised,

and then I really will
be unable to help you.

It's the flip phone,
analog.

It's harder to track and bug.

We're back at it,

working together again.

Tell me there's not
some part of you

that's happy I'm still alive.

- Not even a molecule.

- Well, are you cutting
my hands free,

or am I telling you
what to dial?

- I'm just waiting on you.

- The unlock code is

11-27-08.

That's the day
she had me killed.

Oh, she didn't tell you that.

Oh.

Well, I guess we all
have our secrets.

The number you want to dial

is 0-2-0-7-
4-6-9-5-7-6-3.

- This is Millicent.

Thank you so much
for reading my profile.

If you would,
please leave your name

and your Love Connection ID.

- It's a UK dating service.

I would never risk
talking to my people directly.

- And if I'm interested,
I will call you back.

I need to
leave a message.

Hi, Millicent.
This is David, ID 44.

I'm interested
in meeting for a drink.

Say, 5:00 p.m.,
Eyvan Kebap Bar?

There. You happy?

- You should tell me
about this guy.

Start with a description.

- That's gonna be a problem.

- 'Cause I never met him
before in my life.

- Yes, sir.

Captain Halsey.
"USS Wyoming" on the line.

- Captain Halsey,
this is Noah Morgenthau,

acting deputy director
of the DIA.

How are you holding up, sir?

- Well, you ever have a dream

where you show up
to work naked?

- Once or twice.
- Well, any captain

will tell you, when it comes
to worst nightmares,

not having control
of your own boat

is at the top of the list.

They tell me that
you are the man

who's gonna help me wake up
from this terrible dream.

- We're working on it, sir.

Besides having all
the best minds

working on
a technical solution,

we also have a team
on the ground

trying to eliminate
the problem at the source.

- Ah, much obliged.

Is it safe to assume you
have our present course

and speed up on
some board somewhere?

- Right in front of us.
- Good.

I'm gonna tell you
what I told the Joint Chiefs.

In roughly 88 minutes,

we are scheduled to enter
Chinese territorial waters.

I say "scheduled"

because that is
never gonna happen.

I may not have control
of my boat, Mr. Morgenthau,

but I do have the ability
to scuttle it,

and that's exactly
what I intend to do.

I will sink this vessel
before I let it

fall into the wrong hands.

I don't say this
to put undue pressure on you.

If anything, I say it
so that you know

that you don't have
to worry that this boat

is gonna fall into
the hands

of the People's
Republic of China.

- Understood, Captain.

But respectfully,

anything less than
the safe return of your crew

is unacceptable
as far as we're concerned.

We'll be in touch with
a solution once we have it.

- Look forward to that call.

- Hannah, what's the size
of the "Wyoming's" crew?

- 151.

- Half of cyber command

is working on a fix.

The problem is the hack itself

triggered the sub's
cyber defenses,

which means we have to figure
out a workaround

and then walk the crew
through it.

How's it going over there?

- Well, Dalton's
gonna try and tag

one of the guys
that took Verina.

Hopefully, that will lead us

to where Hoffman
is keeping her.

- They're discussing options

on how to get
a tracker on him now.

- I'm confident,
because he is,

but I'm not sure
we have the time.

- Patricia,

in regards to
this other situation,

I'm not asking questions,

and you don't need
to give me answers.

I just...I want you to know

if there's anything I can do,

officially or unofficially,
you just say the word.

- Thank you, Hannah.

- Calls himself Victor.

That should tell you all you
need to know about his ego.

He's British, ex-SAS,

and he has a weakness
for young women and old Scotch.

- All right,
and how were you gonna

pick this guy out of a bar?

- Saw a picture of him once.

He's Caucasian,
maybe six feet tall,

short dark hair.
- Terrific.

That narrows it down
to a few million people.

- There's nothing else.

Anonymity is good tradecraft.

- Let me guess.

We need to take you with us

so that you can help us
identify this Victor guy.

- I'm happy to help the cause.

Yeah.
Not a chance.

All right, so we don't
have a photo of this guy,

so we're gonna have to
draw him to us.

We don't have old Scotch.

That's a shame.

But we do have...

How's your British accent?

- Guys, assuming
this Victor guy is sharp,

he's not going to fall
for a honey trap.

- It's not a--
it's not a honey trap, per se.

He says he's got an ego.
Okay.

So let's let the guy
be a hero.

- All right, Dalton,
we're running

facial recognition
on everyone in the bar.

If we get a hit,
I'll let you know.

Everyone's probably
a criminal.

- Hey, you're--
you're English, remember?

- Mm-hmm.

Oy! Mate!

'Ello

Can I get a pint, please?

- You pace this much
when I was on an op?

Huh?

- Yeah.

It's the worst part
of the job,

especially when you care
about the person

on the other end
of the line.

- Yeah, you always care.

- You know what I mean.

- Sure, you're gonna
be sweet to me now,

'cause you need my help
to get what you want.

- I'm damned
if I hate you.

I'm damned
if I cared about you.

- Welcome to my last ten years.

At least you thought
I was dead.

I knew you were alive.

- Mm.

- Listen, you're not really
gonna take me back, are you?

That's worse than killing me,

doubly so because
you're going to rot with me.

What if I became an asset?

Think about it.

All the people I know.

All the connections.

- Alex...

- We run it like before,
only since I'm an outlaw,

we could do twice as much, P.

- Mm-hmm.

- It's brilliant.

- I know very little
in this world,

less it seems every day,
but there is one thing I know.

You are too dangerous
to be free.

All right, it's 5:15.

Time to go
be a douchebag.

- Oh...

- Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Huh?

Get away from my girl, man.

What are you doing?
You think you can

play me like this?
- No one's playing you.

I told you I needed space,
and this is not space.

- You.

I need space from you.

Hanging out
with these idiots?

What are you wearing?
Zip that up.

- I will wear
whatever I want to wear.

- No, you won't.

Hey, hey, come here.
- Ow! Ow!

D-don't! Ow!
- Hey.

- Ow!

- Stop it!

- Any one of those three
could be Victor.

Let's see which one
can handle himself.

Huh?

It's got nothing to do
with you.

You want something?

Huh?

No, I didn't think so.
Let's go.

- Whoa.
I thought chivalry was dead.

- Uh!

I'm afraid it does, mate.

You see, hitting a woman,

that's what cowards do.

But you know what?
Breaking cowards...

That's what I do.
- All right, good.

I want you to see if
he's trained.

Do not let him know
that you are.

- Come on, get up.

- Unh!

- Ouch.

Ooh.
- Clearly, that's him.

That's our guy.
- Yeah.

All right, McGuire.
Great job, buddy.

Get out of there.

You can have her, man.

- Cheers, mate.

I hope that
was fun for you.

For the record, I could have
kicked that guy's ass.

- All right, put a Band-Aid
on it, sugar.

Command, Victor's been ID'd.

Time to put
the tracker on him.

- Thank you.

How's that wrist?

- It's all right.

No thanks to that loon
I call an ex.

- Yeah.

- Thank you for all of that.

- It's the least I could do.

Besides, I may not know you,

but come on,

you deserve a man
that treats you with respect.

Let me guess:

that man could be you?

- I was just
bringing you some ice.

- I'm sorry I was rude.

You was just trying
to be nice.

- That-a-girl.

RFID transmitter fibers
on the paper

are broadcasting well.

Nice work.

We'll be able to follow him
without actually

having to follow him.

- Okay, we're executing
the program.

Uh, I'm gonna have
my XO translate

what's going on in English,
because, uh,

my last computer
was a Commodore 64.

- Any chance we can
restore visual?

- Signal's too weak now.

- Initial boot commands
have been accepted.

System is now pinging

the command and control
override.

It seems like we're regaining
partial authority on rudder.

Wait, stand by.

Stand by.

No luck, Mr. Morgenthau.

I thought we had it
there for a second.

I feel like
you're very close.

I'm encouraged.

- Us as well.

We're gonna head back
to the drawing board,

finalize that last step.

We're almost there.
- We're nowhere.

I lied to him.

That worm took us
nearly two hours to write.

Cyber command was sure
it would work.

Dalton, we could use
some good news about now.

You got any?
- Well, we found where

Victor and his guys
are keeping Verina.

Of course, she's locked up
in a junkyard fortress.

- But you don't see
antennae like that

in many junkyards.

IR sweeps and

night vision-defeating
strobes.

- Got a Vanguard
2K camera systems,

probably thermal.

- All right, so the
generator's right here

in the back of the yard.
It's shielded.

We could use the Barrett
to take it out,

but then there goes surprise.

Right now, surprise is
pretty much all we got,

and time is not on our side.

- Assuming that
they're keeping her here,

I still think the best approach

is for Jaz and Top
to land here.

Amir and I will come around
on the flank here,

set up good
overlapping fields of fire.

- What's the updated intel

on the strength
of their opposition?

- We only saw
two perimeter guards,

one at the main building
and one at the gate.

You know, the numbers
don't look bad.

- No, the numbers
won't be bad.

Victor doesn't want a lot
of eyeballs on what he's doing,

not to mention he doesn't
even need it.

He's got every square inch
of this place covered

with multiple redundant
systems.

- Noah, Hannah,
you've got to do something.

- Look, even if we shut down
the power grid, they still have

those backup generators
Dalton's talking about,

and we can't risk
a drone strike

because we have no idea

where Verina is
inside that compound.

If she dies,

so does the crew of
the "Wyoming."

This guy.

Why couldn't you have just
killed him

the first time around?

- Believe me, I tried.

You like what's happening?

This all going
according to plan?

- No. I didn't plan
on getting caught.

- Oh.

- I mean, I knew this job was
in Captain Dalton's backyard,

and I knew that
meant I would be

the closest to you, P.,
that I've been in years,

but did I want to get caught?

Well, maybe Freud
would say yes.

- You can end this all
with one phone call.

- I just might.

Oh, you mean Verina?

No, I gave Victor
very specific instructions.

There's nothing I can do
to stop him.

- You got me.

You want to be smarter
than me?

Play this as your team.
What would you do?

- I think I would use
Victor's strength against him.

- We've already gone over this.

We cannot cut the power

and you cannot knock out
the security system.

- Who said anything
about you doing anything?

- All right, Preach.

I'm tapping into
their network right now.

- Copy you.

Initiating contact now.

She sees it.

That's it.

Contact initiated.
Sending security protocols.

- All right,
everybody remember,

surprise is our
advantage here.

I don't want to get
into a firefight,

especially not with
a 16-year-old girl

right in the middle of it.

- Ten miles
from Chinese waters,

and it looks like they got
a welcoming committee

waiting to get
their hands on her.

- I'm looking forward
to disappointing them.

See if you can get
the captain online.

- Okay, I'm getting
a response from Verina.

All right, I'm gonna spare you
the colorful language.

Suffice it to say that

she's commencing the shutdown,

but she's expecting swift
and immediate justice

for Victor and his friends.

- Well, it's definitely
not going to end

in a heated debate,
that's for sure.

All right, Amir, McG, move out.

I know where you are
and what you're about to do,

and I am asking you
to please wait

until the last possible second.

- Well, respectfully, son,

I really don't want to risk
getting this wrong.

- Then don't get it wrong.

But I am looking at a team
that might be minutes away

from getting us the answer
that we want.

- I'll give you
all we've got,

but even one second over
is too late.

This boat flies one flag,

and one flag only.

- Understood.

Thank you, sir.

- All right, team.

Get ready to go black

in five, four...

three, two, one.

- Jimmy, check
the backup generator.

- Got it.

- Perimeter one, report.

- I got him.

Did you just take my shot?

- Oops.

Commencing breach.

- Perimeter one, report.

Perimeter two.

Drew, what do you see?

Anyone?
Come in.

What the hell's
going on out there?

Perimeter two.

- Jimmy's down!

What?

- What the hell's
going on here?

Was this you?
This was you, wasn't it?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Listen to me.

If this is an assault,
then they're here for her,

which means we keep her alive.

Otherwise, they'll blow
the whole bloody compound.

Do you understand?

- Yes.
- Then stand down.

All right, now you guys
know this place.

They don't.

That means get to
your murder holes.

Look for muzzle flashes.

They gotta cross
some open ground to get here.

Make sure they don't.

Go!
Go!

Wolves are howling
right at your door

Vultures want
to tear off some more

Your flesh is burning
right off of your bones

Your children kick you
out of your home

- Might as well
get juiced

- Jasper, what do you see
out there?

- Jasper, report in.

Zach, you got eyes
on Jasper?

Zach?
Zach?

- Boss, you're not
gonna believe this.

- Zach, Jasper, report in.

Guys, come on.
Report in.

Hello?

- * I gonna give you...

- Hey, Victor.

We got your security
neutralized.

And I got Hoffman under wraps
back at base.

Now, this only ends
one of two ways:

you alive or you dead.

You really want to
go down for this?

You got five seconds
before we come in there.

Sorry, love.

- No, no, no, no, no.

- Don't shoot!
I'm unarmed, I'm unarmed!

I'm unarmed.
Don't shoot, don't shoot.

You got me.

You got me. You win.
- Clear!

- I've got the girl.
I have her.

- Yeah.

- Ah...

You.

You've got to
be kidding me.

- And me!

Cheers, mate.

- Yeah.

- All right, Command.
We got Verina.

She seems to be okay.

- That is great news, Dalton,

'cause we are about
five minutes away

from losing the "Wyoming"
and her crew.

Can Verina undo what she did?

- Uh...

Well, that's gonna be
a lot harder than we thought.

- All right, Command.
All this equipment's DOA.

Looks like Victor shot it up

before we came through
the door.

There's not much we can do
on our end.

- Sure, there is.

I--I don't know who
you're talking to,

but is there someone
with tech skills

and a powerful machine
I could talk to?

- Yeah.
Come on over here.

All right.

Sit.

All right, you're gonna
talk on there.

- Okay.

- And you'll look right here.

- Okay.

- Hi.

Who am I talking to?
- Noah.

- How good are you
with advanced coding in Ada?

- Uh, not as good as you,

but to be honest,

we have a lot of
computing power here,

but we have tried every trick
we can think of

and we have no idea how to
get this sub back online.

- Sometimes, to build
a better mousetrap,

you just need
the right kind of cheese.

- Sounds good.
What does that mean?

- Uh, we're going to need
to create a ToT botnet

running Mirai 2.0

embedded in the sub's
PLC override package.

I-I can give you
all the codes.

- Even if we could
create that package,

the sub is at depth
and offline.

It's a closed loop.

- Uh, it's--it's not
quite closed.

Do you guys like
TV and movies?

- Yeah.
- And so do sailors on subs.

They've wired LAN
for MWR.

- Of course, morale, welfare,
and recreation. It's genius.

They pipe in content
via ELF antenna.

- Yeah, so instead of
uploading a movie,

we're gonna upload
the override codes

so the captain can take back
control of his boat.

Okay, um, grab a pencil.

I'm gonna rattle off
a lot of codes at you.

- Okay, my XO tells me
we've loaded the program.

Initial firewall
has been cleared.

Waiting for
command and control

to signal it's accessible.

Stand by.

- It's turning.

The sub is turning!

- Apologies, Mr. Morgenthau.

I wanted to wait until you
had a chance of hearing me.

Suffice to say,
whatever you did worked.

I'm now back in command
of the "USS Wyoming."

- That is great news, Captain!

You did it.

- Well, we did it.

Actually, you know,
Verina did it.

- Yeah, but you...

you gave everybody hope.

- Yeah.

Great job, guys.

- That's it.
It's over.

Come on.

All right, Command, we are
RTB with one prisoner,

one very brave young lady.

- My kind of girl.

Looking forward
to meeting her.

- Thank you, Alex.

- I wasn't gonna get
to spend the money anyway.

- Well, thanks.

- If you really wanted
to thank me, you'd apologize...

for betraying me
like you did.

- Alex...

- You really can't do it,
can you?

You really can't admit
you were wrong.

- I was wrong.

I should've warned you.

- Try to be
the least bit believable.

- Oh, I'll lie
if you want me to.

Whatever you want me to say,
whatever you need.

Don't care
what you say.

I care what you think.

Two words:

"Run, Alex."

You'd have said that,
it would've been fine.

I wouldn't be mad that
you didn't try to protect me.

- No one can protect you
from yourself.

- Instead, you let me die.

Better, you killed me.

You murdered me.

And now you think you're
going to do it again.

I don't think so, P.

I died last time.

This time, it's your turn.

- I spoke to the Chief of Staff
at the hospital.

The Deputy Director is alive.

She's unconscious,
but she's stable.

She's gonna be okay.

- Chief Petty Officer Carter
received the bulk of the hit.

His lungs were affected
in the blast--

- Noah, Noah.

It's me.

- He's in a coma, Hannah.

- God, I hate hospitals.

The smells, all the machines...

- Has anyone
contacted his wife?

- I was waiting for Top
to do it.

- Ah, I think you should
just go ahead.

He's gonna be a while.

- Hey.

- Ma'am.

- It's the old flip phone,
analog.

It's much harder
to track and bug.

- The phone.

- The unlock code is
11-27-08.

- It was an impact bomb.

Dalton didn't press
an unlock code.

He pressed an arming code.

How's Preach?

- Not so good.

- Wha...

Who's with him?
Dalton with him?

- No.

Honestly, I don't know
where he is.

He yanked his comms,
left his phones.

We haven't heard from him
in hours.

He went dark.

- Think you're probably
looking for this.

- Do you have any idea
how much that laptop's worth?

- I knew you did.

You know, I guess this means
you're better than me.

- Nah, just that
I'll live longer.

I suppose this is how it ends
for guys like us.

Not with some 21-gun salute

and a field full of
weeping loved ones.

- Yeah, just in a dark room

with another
quiet professional.

- You know, I grew up
in California.

You?

- Pennsylvania.

- I wanted to be an astronaut.

- Firefighter.

No, that's right, you had
three younger sisters.

One of them died
when you were 16,

thanks to your dad, a drunk.

You think that's what
makes men like us?

Pain like that?

- I think it definitely
fuels the fire...

But I believe we are
who we are.

- Nature over nurture.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm inclined to agree.

You know, it's funny.

I'm looking around the room
memorizing all the details.

But you don't have memories
when you're dead.

- You know, maybe...

Hell is the perfect memory

of everything that
we've ever done.

- You better hope not,
for both of our sakes.

- I think I'll take
my chances.

- Preach didn't have
his sidearm on him

when he was brought in.

- When Preach was brought in--
I just checked with admitting--

he did not have
his sidearm on him.

Did you see it?

You're not gonna
take me in, are you?

- There's this quote
that I love.

It says that, uh,

"people sleep peacefully

"in their beds at night

"only because rough men
stand ready

to do violence
on their behalf."

Violence on their behalf?

Nice try, Adam.
Nice spin.

You know what you
can call this.

It doesn't matter
how dangerous I am.

This is simple.
It's just murder.

Basic murder.

- I won't say anything
if you don't.

- It's just weird.

So quiet.

- You know he'd have something
to say right now, right?

He'd be like, "McGuire, baby,

you know it's always darkest
before the dawn."

- No, he wouldn't.

It makes way too much sense.

It'd have to be, uh--
be a little more cryptic.

You know, like, uh,

"the sun and the moon...
are twins."

- "Trials are the precursors
to triumphs."

- "The river of life
runs through rapids

we call adversity."

- Man, where does he even
come up with this stuff?

- Certainly not from books.

- Nope, he's tapped into
something else entirely.

- Take me to the station

And put me on a train

I got no expectations

To pass through here again

Once I was a rich man

Now I am so poor

And never in
my sweet short life

Have I felt like this
before