All language subtitles for The Blacklist S01E07 Frederick Barnes.1080p.Bluray.x264-ROVERS

WOMAN: (OVER PA) Connecting trains to the
orange and blue line at Farragut East.

Connecting trains to the yellow line
at Farragut...

Bergman's, right?

The store where you bought your hat.
Oh, yeah.

I didn't leave the tag on, did I?
No.

I walk by there every day
on my way home.

I saw the hat in the display window
and I knew I had to get it for my dad.

But in gray. Gray's his thing.
That's very thoughtful.

WOMAN:
Next stop, Woodley Park.

When's the last time you saw him?

Sunday.
We both go to St. Patrick's Episcopal.

Good. That's good.

(CHATTERING)

(♪♪♪)

WOMAN: (OVER PA)
Woodley Park.

It was nice to meet you.
You too.

Please allow passengers to exit
before boarding the train.

(TRAIN SIGNAL BEEPS)

Sir, you forgot your briefcase.

Sir, you forgot your briefcase.

(BEEPING)

What the hell?

(COUGHING)

Can't breathe.
WOMAN 1: Are you okay?

WOMAN 2: Help her.
You okay?

Please help me!
Please, I need help. Please.

(BOY SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

(PEOPLE COUGHING)

♪ I'm not yours
You are mine ♪ ♪

What is this?
Café au lait.

Unless you like the dark nut better.
But don't decide yet.

Let's start over. Why is our dining room
no longer dine-able?

We're remodeling.
Really?

And we're doing it at 7 a.m.

The guy at the store said
to hang the samples in the morning

so you can see what they look
like throughout the day.

What do you think?

I like this one.
Grandma's pumpkins?

Grandma's what?

I know, it's ridiculous.

Oh, I'm just so sick of this room.

Why? I like this room.

It's not the room.

It's just that someone invaded
our lives, our house.

They put that stupid box in the floor.

It doesn't matter anymore.

They made me believe
you were a monster.

I doubted you.

I doubted us.
And now we're past it.

We're gonna be fine.

And I don't think that we need
to destroy the dining room.

I think that we just need...
To move?

I was gonna say we need time

but it's good to know
where your head's at.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Keen.
Turn on the TV.

Babe, can you turn the TV on?
What channel?

Any channel.

WOMAN: (OVER TV) This is the scene at D. C. 's
red line station. Details are still sketchy

but rescue teams and emergency
personnel are arriving on...

(♪♪♪)

Lady, you can't park here.

Hey, officer. She's with me.

What have we got?

Appears to be a biological attack.

How many dead?
Thirty-seven.

No survivors on the train car.
ARAM: Agent Ressler.

Agent Ressler, we got something
you should probably see.

Transit Authority gave us access
to their closed circuit feeds.

RESSLER: What am I looking at?
ARAM: A man carrying a briefcase.

He boards the train at Dupont Circle.

Four minutes elapse.

The same man exits the train
at the next station, Woodley Park.

He's not carrying the briefcase.
He left it on the train.

And moments later,
at precisely 6:42 a. m...

I think we found our delivery device.
I'll radio the evidence team.

MEERA:
I reached out to my contacts

at the agency.
Central Intelligence

or National Security?
Both.

LIZ: And what'd you find out?
Nothing. That in itself has some value.

There was zero foreign chatter prior
to the attack on the red line.

LIZ:
So you think this was homegrown?

If I had to put money on it,
which I wouldn't, yes.

Where are we on that briefcase?
I reached out to CDC

but they denied our request
to release it.

Why?
It tested positive

for trace amounts
of radioactive material.

We'll have to wait on decontamination
protocols.

We've got a caller into the tip line.
Person claims they can ID our suspect.

This is Special Agent Keen.
RAYMOND: Agent Keen, I have a tip.

You're a winter, not an autumn.

Stop wearing olive.
I don't have time for this.

You're not the one who had to listen
to that awful hold music.

Which wouldn't have been necessary
if you'd take my calls.

It's a little snug, don't you think?

You know,
as much as I love our little talks,

you're holding up a line for people
that might have information.

This isn't a social call. I can identify
the man you're looking for, Lizzy.

Okay. Who is he?
Phones are so impersonal.

Why don't we meet
for show and tell in 30 minutes.

Dembe will forward you a location.

If you care to hear me out, wonderful.
Otherwise, good luck with your case.

(♪♪♪)

The man you're looking for
is named Frederick Barnes.

A former defense research scientist
out of Arpax Systems in Annapolis.

You may not be familiar with his name
but you're likely familiar with his work.

Biochemical agents such as cytochlorin,
black phosphorus, paratoxin.

Barnes headed the project team
that developed all of them.

But he was more than
just a research scientist.

He was gifted.

A savant of government-sanctioned
mass killing.

RESSLER:
What do you mean, was?

Five years ago, the man quit his job, sold
his house and entered the free market.

Started selling his creations
to the highest bidder,

autocrats, terrorists, me.

Betraying your country
and auctioning off its secrets.

Where have I heard that before?
Ha-ha. You wanna compare him to me?

Be my guest.
I'm perfectly comfortable with what I am.

But, please, make no mistake,

Frederick Barnes
is a very special animal,

one with the tools and know-how
to kill thousands

and thousands of people all at once.

What he's lacked until now
has been the desire.

RESSLER: So, what's changed?
Well, that's the question.

Barnes has always operated
with a certain level of detachment,

always the designer, the seller, never
the delivery agent of his own weapons.

But if Barnes is now willing to use
his work to kill indiscriminately,

then he is, quite literally,
the most dangerous man in the world.

(♪♪♪)

Hey, Dr. Buckner?

We've managed to ID 31
of the victims so far.

The other six presented with pseudoaneurysm
of the internal maxillary artery,

making them unrecognizable.

Can you translate for
the medically challenged?

The arteries in their face exploded.
That was the cause of death?

A symptom of the larger condition.
Kurz disease killed them.

Never heard of it.
No one has.

It's a vascular disorder, extremely rare.

Causes the veins and arteries to harden
until the body's starved of oxygen.

It usually takes about a decade
for this disease

to run its full course.
In this case, it took two minutes.

Either of you eat lunch yet?

No.
Good. Follow me.

LIZ:
Children?

BUCKNER: His name is Ryan
Demsky, 9 years old.

He was here on vacation
with his dad from St. Paul, Minnesota.

You said this disease is rare.
How rare?

In the last five years, there have been
a handful of Kurz infections worldwide.

We've seen almost 600 new cases
since July,

which seems impossible since
the virus isn't particularly contagious.

RESSLER: Unless someone was
intentionally spreading it.

BUCKNER: That's the conclusion we came to.
A few months back

Atlanta opened up an investigation
tracking large infection clusters.

Our suspect has a background
in biological and chemical warfare.

Is it possible that he weaponized
this disease

and somehow modified it
to make it more lethal?

Sure. But he'd be operating
on the frontiers of fringe science.

One thing's clear,
your man has access.

Access to what?
Strontium-90, a radioactive isotope.

We found traces of it
on the delivery device.

Probably used it
as an immunosuppressant.

Strontium-90 isn't something you can
pick up at your local Piggly Wiggly.

It's a waste by-product
of nuclear reactors,

toxic and highly regulated. There's only
a handful of people in the world

who can procure it
in sizable quantities.

You happen to know one of them.
I happen to know three of them.

First of whom was apprehended
by Russian authorities last month.

The second,
vaporized by a drone in Quetta,

courtesy of your colleagues
in the five-sided foxhole.

And the third?
ls likely Barnes' supplier.

COOPER:
Cut to it. I want a name.

I'm afraid it wouldn't do you any good.

The FBI has no jurisdiction
where he operates.

I've already set a meeting with him
for this afternoon.

What makes you think he
knows how to find Barnes?

He knows how to get paid by him.
That should be sufficient.

He's gonna hand over
this information?

We'll cross that bridge
when we get there, Donald.

Look, we're wasting precious time.

You want to catch a mass murderer
before he strikes again

and for that to happen,
I need to catch a plane.

You should come, Lizzy.

We could have a therapy session
on the way, talk out our problems.

Have you ever been to Cuba?
LIZ: I'm sorry.

All my tropical wear's in the wash.

You'd look positively radiant
in a Guayabera dress.

I know a little shop in Reston.
We could stop before our flight.

There is no "our flight."

You have something more pressing
than finding your suspect?

LIZ: I was able to track down
Barnes' old research partner

so I'm hoping she can fill
in some of the missing pieces.

So I guess you're on your own.

I'm sorry you're upset with me.

That would imply
I care enough to be angry.

I might do the same in your position.

It's easier to blame me for framing your
husband than face the truth of what he is.

Tom teaches fourth grade.
He's overworked and underpaid

and still wakes up every morning with
a smile on his face. You know why?

Because he knows nothing
of the terrible world you and I live in.

End of story.
Oh, that's not the end of the story.

I'm confident
you'll come to see that.

In the meantime,
we need to find a way to move past this.

Because for me, there's just no fun
in it unless you're there.

And if there's no fun to be had,
I'm not interested.

(SARAH BLASKO'S "I AWAKE"
PLAYING)

♪ I'm awake
No, I'm not scared ♪

♪ Shouldn't I pull off my head ♪

♪ Fire and ice All in between ♪

We should probably get going
if you want to make Havana by noon.

♪ No one knows
Just why we're here ♪

(SIGHS)

Quick, say something nice to me.
It's been a dreadful morning.

Would good news suffice?

You wanted to know
if it ever went on the market?

Is it really for sale?

I take that to mean you'd like me
to move forward with the purchase?

Hmm.

Perhaps this day
can be salvaged after all.

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah ♪ ♪

Mrs. Forrester?
Special Agents Keen and Ressler.

We'd like to talk to you
about Frederick Barnes.

He was brilliant, ahead of his time.

He was a rising star at work.

I was never quite sure
why he decided to leave.

Were you aware of any problems
Barnes may have been having at work

or in his personal life?
What personal life?

We worked 16-hour days.
Oh, that's an understatement.

He practically had Anne
living in that lab.

He... Frederick was obsessive.

Every research problem
was like a puzzle that he had to solve.

When did you last speak with him?
Five years ago?

Last I heard, he was taking
a teaching job at Purdue.

Is he in some kind of trouble?

Hey, buddy.
This is our son, Ethan.

Is it okay if I go over to Caleb's?
FORRESTER: Mm-hm.

Uh-uh. Do me a favor. Not right now.
Go upstairs.

I'll be right up, okay, sweetie? Go.
Thank you.

Do you have any contact info
for Barnes?

Even an old phone number could help.

Yeah, I might have something
in the kitchen.

I need to ask you a personal question
about your son.

Does he have Kurz disease?
Yeah.

How did you know that?
Because I saw dozens of corpses

infected with a weaponized variant
of the disease.

Barnes released it on the red line.

He killed 37 people,
including a 9-year-old child.

I have a hard time believing
the coincidence

that your son is infected
with the same disease

your former research partner
is now using to commit murder.

If there's something you're holding back,

now would be a good time
to re-evaluate that decision.

Frederick is Ethan's father.
Does your husband know this?

(♪♪♪)

It just happened. I thought it was best
for the family to keep the secret.

Does Frederick
know he's Ethan's real father?

Yeah.

When Ethan was 5,
he developed Kurz

and they told us it was untreatable.
Frederick wouldn't accept that.

He had contacts in
the pharmaceutical industry.

He reached out to them to secure
research funding into the disease

but everyone turned him down.
Why?

Kurz is too rare.
Small disease means small profits.

That's why Barnes is killing. He wants to
infect enough people with Kurz

that it gets on the public's radar.
Why?

Because then it can't be ignored
anymore.

The more people that die,
the more attention the disease gets.

And the more profitable it will be
to invest research dollars.

Putting aside
how insane this sounds,

if you're right,
Barnes is just getting started.

(UPBEAT CUBAN MUSIC PLAYING)

(BOTH SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

Mm.

Manny, as always, you look like hell.
Says the devil himself. Come here.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

So, what brings you to my neck
of the woods, gringo?

Just you, Manny. it's all you.

Let's talk about strontium-90.
Strontium-90? That's what you want.

Because you can't want drugs
or Qassam rockets like anyone else.

A Qassam rocket is a fertilizer-filled
trash can.

I wouldn't fire that eyesore
at my worst enemy.

How much do you need?
12 kilos.

What exactly are you going to do
with 12 kilograms of strontium-90?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

LULI:
I've secured the funds on the purchase.

I'm ready to proceed on Red's word.
Good.

I'll let him know
once he's done with Soto.

Excellent.

MANNY:
Six million. I need three weeks.

I need it now.
Not possible.

Fresh out, I'm afraid.

Perhaps I could get in touch with your
previous buyer and make them an offer.

Are you threatening to cut me out of my business?
We're not that good of friends.

What, are they gonna pull their guns
and hold them all sideways at me?

Manny, I'm sure we can come to
a mutually beneficial arrangement.

I'm listening.
Reach out to your buyer,

convince them to sell back some
of their purchase to you at a premium.

What kind of premium?

My client will put up 10 million
for immediate delivery

with a hefty transaction fee
for yourself, of course.

(♪♪♪)

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

Did he take the bait?
Like a trout to a butterworm.

He should be calling Barnes
any minute.

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

Call's going through now.
Good, run the trace.

(LINE RINGING)

What do you need?

RAYMOND: A bottle of beer
and a pork sandwich.

How about you? What do you need?

How about Barnes' location?

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(♪♪♪)

MAN:
Sir?

Are you with Group 33?

Yes.

I was actually hoping to reschedule
my jury service.

I'll need your summons.
Yes.

Tsk. You know what? I think I left it in my car.
I'll be right back.

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGS)

Cooper. Where is he?
Red got the 20 on Barnes.

The courthouse in Arlington.
We're on our way in now.

KESSLER:
Federal agents.

Federal agent.
LIZ: FBI.

KESSLER: Take the north stairwell.
I've got the second floor.

(ALARM BLARING)

All right, everyone.
Single file.

(REMOTE BEEPING)

Your tax dollars at work.

(COUGHING)

MAN 1:
Help.

MAN 2: Somebody help us.
WOMAN: We can't get out!

MAN 3:
Help us!

(ALL COUGHING)

Federal agent, FBI. I'm gonna need
your tanks and your mask.

I need you to evacuate everyone
in this hallway

and get everybody out of here
now, including yourself. Go.

LIZ:
Stop, FBI!

(WOMAN SOBBING)

WOMAN:
Help me, please. Somebody, help.

Hey, it's okay. it's okay. it's okay.
Stop. Stop. Stop.

We're gonna get help. I've got you.
Come on.

(SOBBING)

MAN: Come on, come on.
LIZ: Out! Out of the way.

Move!

Freeze!

I'm only gonna say this once:

Drop the gun.
BARNES: You first.

If that gun is not on the ground,
I'll shoot this man.

And you will be dead one second after.
One, two, three.

All right. All right.
Drop the gun and kick it away.

Drop the gun. Now!

Let him go.

(PEOPLE YELLING)

Cindy Wright. You must be Lu.

Is that short for Louise?

No. Thanks for meeting me
on such short notice.

Oh, not a problem.

As I'm sure my assistant told you,
the house is in escrow.

We're only accepting backup offers.
I understand.

Why don't we head inside?
I'll give you a tour of the property.

Oh, that won't be necessary.
My client's prepared to make an offer.

Double the asking price. In cash.

I'm sure you can find a fair commission
for yourself,

assuming your escrow falls through,
that is.

(CHUCKLES)

I just got off the phone with Dr. Buckner.
She's coordinating triage teams.

How bad?
Twenty-six confirmed dead

but it looks like the attack
was contained to the jury room.

And your survivor?
Too soon to tell.

But given her level of exposure,
Dr. Buckner's not optimistic.

What have you got?
MEERA: Casualty lists.

I keep asking myself,
"How is Barnes choosing his targets?"

That got me thinking,
a courthouse and public transportation.

What do these things have in common?
They're both managed by the state.

Right. They both contain
random groupings of people,

various ages, genders, ethnicities.
I'm not sure I follow.

Barnes is targeting large
cross sections of the population.

You don't get a more random sample
than a jury pool.

So Barnes wants to kill different types
of people?

I don't know.
Is it possible these aren't just attacks?

Could Barnes be conducting some
kind of demonstration or experiment?

Agent Keen? A word.

You're on duty, correct?

Are you carrying your badge?
Of course.

Why?
Because it's protocol.

Would you care to explain
why you'd surrender your firearm

to a suspect in the middle
of a hostage situation?

It was a judgment call.
Barnes was going to kill that officer.

I realize you're new at this, Agent Keen,
but some rules don't have exceptions.

Giving up your weapon,
that happens to be top of the list.

I am fully aware
of our field regulations.

Since you ignored them, your actions
will be subject to a review.

What does that mean?
An administrative panel

will decide whether or not
you'll be sanctioned.

And we'll see where we go from there.

(♪♪♪)

Mind telling me what that was?

If you're asking whether I reported you,
the answer is yes.

Why would you do that?

Look, Keen. I like you. I respect you.

But back there with Barnes showed me
you're unqualified to be in the field.

You would've taken the shot,
is that it?

It's easy to make the call
after the fact, isn't it?

It's what any trained field agent would've
done, which is precisely the point.

That hostage would be dead.
Then I guess that's just what happens.

That's a man's life you're talking about.
Yes.

One man's,
which you traded for hundreds,

possibly thousands,
by letting Barnes get away.

And if you can't understand
why that's a bad call,

you don't belong in a tactical unit.

You're a very lucky girl.

Please tell me that's the last one.
The last one, I promise.

What are the tests gonna tell us?

Whether you have any infection
in your body.

What happened to those people
at the courthouse

is that gonna happen to me?
Not if I can help it, sweetheart.

You just hang tight, okay?

(♪♪♪)

If you're here for more blood,
I'm pretty tapped.

Nothing that exciting, I'm afraid.
I'm just here to change out your IV bag.

How are you feeling?

(SIGHS)

A little, um...

light-headed.

(♪♪♪)

RAYMOND: Either you accidentally
dialed the wrong number,

or you've hit a dead end.
So which is it?

Barnes got away
and the trail's dried up.

(CHUCKLES)

You G-men are top shelf.
Let me guess.

Ressler slipped on a banana peel?

Know how to find him?
I'm not a gumball machine.

You don't get to just twist the handle
whenever you want a treat.

(PHONE RINGING)

We can't keep doing this little waltz.
Don't hang up.

I'm listening.

The reason Barnes is still out there
is because I let him slip away.

It's only a matter of time
before he kills again.

So, please, I need your help.

Ah. Music to my ears.

What was that last part again?

I need your help.
All you had to do was ask.

I saw in the coverage there was
a survivor from the Arlington attack.

You should assume Barnes
knows that as well.

Which means what?

Has he been to see her yet?
No.

Are you sure?
Why would he?

Barnes may be a scientist
but he's also a killer.

And in that line of work, a survivor
is considered unfinished business.

LIZ:
Maybe we beat him to it.

Or maybe Red was wrong.
What's going on?

We believe Ms. Ruben is in danger.
From what? Ms. Ruben?

Who's had access to this room?
Dr. Buckner and the nurse.

Lock down the hospital.
No one gets in or out.

I want every single employee identified.
Is she okay?

BUCKNER:
Help me with her.

What is that?
Looks like a bone marrow biopsy wound.

I didn't authorize this procedure.

(♪♪♪)

You were right. They weren't just attacks.
They were experiments.

He was searching for someone
with a natural immunity for Kurz.

You mean like Elysa Ruben?
That's why she survived.

Her test results came back.
She has zero sign of infection.

MEERA: So he's going to use this genetic
immunity to synthesize an antidote

then Barnes believes
he has the cure.

He's going for the boy.

(WATER RUNNING)

(DRAIN WHIRRING)

(LINE RINGING)

Come on. Come on.

(WHIRRING STOPS
THEN PHONE RINGING)

Hello?
Mrs. Forrester,

this is Special Agent Keen.

I need you to listen to me carefully.
Is your son, Ethan, with you?

ANNE:
Yeah. Why? ls something wrong?

LIZ: Take your son and
get out of your house.

We have reason to believe
that Frederick Barnes is on his way.

I need you to get Ethan
to a safe place. Anne!

Anne, are you there?
What are you doing here?

BARNES: We need to talk.
Mrs. Forrester?

The police are already on their way.
Well, then, I don't have a lot of time.

I need to see Ethan.
It's true, isn't it?

What happened to all those people
on the subway. it was you?

I did what I had to do for our son.

And you'll understand soon enough.

No. Get out of our house.

Anne. Anne.
Stay away from him!

No!

(ETHAN GASPS)

Ethan, don't be scared.

I'm a friend
and I know you haven't been well.

And I'm here to help you.
But I need you to trust me.

Can you do that? Can you trust me?

(♪♪♪)

Ethan?

No, Ethan. Ethan.
Stop. Stop.

BARNES: Ethan, it's okay. Ethan!
No. No.

Ethan, I'm not gonna hurt you.

Just relax and breathe.
It's okay.

(BARNES PANTING)

MEERA:
Anne, we're here.

(THUMPING)

Step away from him.

I can't do that. I think you're probably
well aware of that by now.

I know what you think you have
in that needle.

My son's future.
LIZ: Your cure is experimental.

It could easily kill him.
If I do nothing, he dies.

You don't know that.
Yes, I do. There's no other treatment.

There's no universe in which I let you
stick that thing in his neck.

This is his chance.

This is the only chance
that he'll ever have.

I don't think you're gonna stop me.

LIZ:
Ethan?

Ethan?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

LIZ: What are you doing here?
I brought you a souvenir.

What's your feeling about guava?
Anxiety.

Oh, you're in for a treat.

I take it from the coroner's van
that Barnes is no longer with us.

Pity.

Tell that to the families
of the people he murdered.

Every cause has more than one effect.

Say what you will about Frederick,

but someone who's willing
to burn the world down

to protect the one person
they care about,

that's a man I understand.

Is that meant to be directed at me?

Aren't you presumptuous?

Is that how you somehow justify
your actions,

by some misguided
notion of protecting me?

From whom?

My husband, I suppose.

I don't need your protection.

Maybe not.

But I do need you to do this job.

I've accepted that.
And believe it or not,

I appreciate what you do
for the bureau.

And at work, you and I are partners.

But that's where this relationship
needs to end, at work.

I don't want you in my personal life.

I don't know how to make that clear.

You know the problem
with drawing lines in the sand?

With a breath of air, they disappear.

You may not like me.

You may not understand
how or why I do what I do.

But I'm here because you want
answers to questions

you haven't even thought of yet.

Now, if that doesn't matter to you,
the solution is simple.

I get in this car and I disappear.

You have a deal with the government.
You have a tracking device in your neck.

You don't believe Raymond Reddington
could cease to exist in 60 seconds?

I offer that particular package to clients.

You're offering to walk away?

I'm not going to beg you to allow me
the privilege of helping you.

So say the word and I'm gone.

Tell me to go, Lizzy.

(♪♪♪)

Then I guess I'll see you tomorrow.

(CAR DEPARTING)

Hard to believe,
but I'm just about finished up here.

Yeah, I'm done.

That was a difficult call
you made with Barnes.

Would've been tough for anyone
in that position.

I keep going over that moment
in my head,

wondering what would've happened
if I'd just let him go through with it.

Given what we know,
that drug was probably the real thing.

What made you do it?
Because you were right.

Barnes needed to be stopped.

If the cure's genuine, it'll be vetted
through the proper channels.

What if it's too late for Ethan by then?

Then I guess that's just what happens.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

What is this?

We're remodeling.
Clearly.

Long day?
You have no idea.

It's killing you, isn't it?

Heh. Did you really
get rid of all our stuff?

Do you seriously not remember?
What?

Wow, okay. it was Friday night.

We'd just driven in from Rochester
and picked up the keys to this place

but our furniture wasn't coming
until Sunday.

So we drove to the store
and we got Ike.

Oh, yeah, the lamp.

Remember that A was scratched off
the finish?

Poor guy was in the clearance bin.

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And on the way back, we stopped at that
little Chinese place and got takeout.

That was our first night
in this place.

Yeah.
That's all we had.

It's all we ever needed.

Just you, me and Ike.

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Strange.

I remember it being bigger.

I don't understand.
Of all the places,

Marigot, Doha, Florence,
Seychelles,

why this place?

I raised my family in this house.

It's lovely.

No, it's not, but it used to be.

Time to go.

Did you prepare everything
the way I asked?

This place must hold a lot
of memories for you.

I spend every day trying to forget
what happened here.

(ENGINE STARTS)

This should help.

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