All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S07E12 - Welcome to New York (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

You tried
reaching this guy?

No answer upstairs,
no answer on his cell phone.

This is an in-touch tenant.
Who�s the whom to call?

I called his nephew.

That smart-ass pisspot
hadn�t seen him in two days.

Says, "don�t worry, rhodes.

"Walter�s probably
incommunicado at the Hamptons

banging some new
22-year-old guy."

Walter goode -- no one�s
seen him for two days.

This is the doorman
Bruce rhodes.

Reported Mr. Goode�s
taupe Mercedes missing.

What kind of Mercedes?

Taupe.

It�s a color, like beige.

So why don�t you show US
the garage

where Mr. Goode�s taupe Mercedes
went missing from?

Yeah, sure.
This way.

Mr. Goode�s apartment
done in taupe?

We may need to look
at that, too.

His apartment�s undisturbed.

You�re showing a lot
of initiative, Bruce.

Well, I was worried sick,

so I took a ride
in the elevator.

This is Mr. Goode�s space?

Yeah, right there.

There�s something here
by the driver�s side.

Blood and hair.

Did you see this blood
and hair over here, rhodes?

Yeah, i�ve seen it.

You better call
crime scene, Greg.

Do you think
before making sure we knew

this guy�s car
was taupe-colored,

you should have
conveyed to US

part of his head occupied
his parking space?

That was the tip-off there
might have been foul play.

Deducing foul play
off just blood and hair

and little pieces
of brain matter?

You may be
in the wrong line of work.

Good. I�m going
to be looking for a job.

Good morning.

My daughter�s going
to have a drink of water,

then we�re going in here.

I�m Diane Russell,
a detective in the squad.

Is there something
I could help you with?

Janet and Oscar webb.

This is our daughter Anya.

Hi, Anya.

Hi.

A terrible thing
happened to her.

She was attacked.

I�m sorry, Anya.

Thank you.

Come on. We�ll talk
about what happened.

Anya and I are going to talk
in the coffee room.

Would you see
if Mr. and Mrs. Webb

would like anything
from downstairs?

Of course.

She needs US with her.

How old are you, Anya?

Janet: 23.

Since you�re not a minor,
it isn�t usual procedure

to have your parents with you,
but we can make an exception.

Not if it changes
the procedure.

Anya.

Jill: Good morning.

These are the webbs, Jill.
Their daughter was attacked.

I�m sorry.

Jill kirkendall.

Did you want to make out
a background statement

on the incident?

I�m going to take her
in the coffee room.

Okay,
we can talk at my desk.

The downstairs coffee�s better
if you want some.

Janet: No, thank you.

He promised
we�d be with her.

You promised Anya?

He promised.

So, that�s great.

She knows
you�re right out here.

Please have a seat.

One of the kittens
at my work

was doing bad last night

after it had gotten fixed,

so I stayed
petting her a while

till I could get her asleep.

And then when did you
leave work, Anya?

9:15.

And when I was waiting
for the bus,

three Spanish boys
in big hooded jackets came up.

I was hoping they�d pass by,

but they grabbed me

and told me
if I made a noise,

they�d kill me right there,

and one put his jacket on me

and tied the hood tight
and low on my face,

and then they started me
walking between them

and telling me
keep my head down

and just look at the ground.

Can you guess how long
you walked, Anya?

I tried to count seconds.

1 and 2 and --

that was smart.

Counting that way,

I counted 16 1/2 minutes.

I-I heard a bunch of sounds,

but they could have been
from any street.

But then after 11 minutes,

the one thing I know

is we went through
some construction.

The sidewalk was dug out,

and we were walking on sand
for about...40 steps.

That�s really helpful

that you paid attention
to all that.

Thank you.

We walked up three flights
in a building

that the front door
wasn�t locked

and then into an apartment
that wasn�t locked

and had a mattress...

With no sheets...

That was dirty,

and nothing else
in the apartment

except venetian blinds.

They pulled down
my underwear...

And pushed my skirt up...

And pushed my shirt
and sweater up,

covering my face

and pushed my brassiere up.

And...

After 85 minutes...

Two new men came in, too.

None of them
said their names.

They all smelled like beer.

If I had stayed late
working or not

or I should have known
or not --

you didn�t do anything
wrong, Anya,

and what you just told me

is really going to help.

If I should have fought --

no, no, no.
There were three of them

and then
there were five of them.

If you�d have fought,
they might have killed you.

Can you tell my parents?

They don�t know yet
about the sex part.

There�s every element...

In the neighborhood
where Anya works.

And new elements every day.

Is she all right?

Why is the door closed?

Anya�s asked me to tell you
more about what happened --

more specific things
about how she was attacked.

Thank god she�s all right.

She said she was.

Anya was attacked sexually,

and she had no opportunity
to resist...

My god.

Which is why
she�s not bruised.

We need to get Anya
examined at a hospital.

As upset as you are,

you�re going to want to
be with her and support her.

She said she wasn�t hurt.

She said she just wanted
to report the incident.

I don�t know.
I just got here.

Donny goode. I�m notified
my uncle�s missing.

The investigating detectives
are just on their way back.

Um...

Cancel the 10:00. Tell Trevor
i�ll be there in an hour.

You ever bump into a guy
named Blake from louisville?

What are you talking about?

Well, he probably
killed my uncle.

I just thought your flight
paths might have crossed.

Either of you two Sorenson?

Me. Are you Donny goode?

Yeah. What�s the story
with my uncle?

Like I said on the phone,
your uncle�s car is missing.

There�s indication
of foul play.

We�re hoping you can
give US some background.

My partner Andy sipowicz.

How�s it going, sipowicz?
But, I mean, nothing further?

No, nothing further yet,
Donny,

from the 20 minutes ago
when my partner called.

Mr. Goode was saying

he thought his uncle
had been killed

by a Blake from louisville.

No kidding?

Yeah, well, just guessing.

Well, come here, Donny,
and fill US in.

Who�s Blake?

That guy�s gay, right?

Why?

I�m yanking his chain
asking him about Blake.

Blake�s another fag.

I�m trying to remember
taking a shine

to somebody right off the bat
like I am to you.

I grow on people.

Why would you say

you thought Blake
killed your uncle?

Well, because Walter
just broke up with Blake.

Walter said Blake
was being dramatic about it.

Otherwise, walter�s life
was pretty normal.

He got other family,
your uncle?

Just me.

He�s got a nice place.

Nice taupe Mercedes
that�s missing.

Hey, guys, I have
my own consulting firm

and 58,000 shares
in the Magellan growth fund.

I don�t need
to kill anybody.

You got an idea how we
can reach out for this Blake?

Blake DeWitt.

I handled the kiss-off.

Don�t throw things at US,
or we�ll throw things at you.

Mi dispiace.

I�m studying Italian.

Blake moved, but i�ve got
his mommy�s number in there.

Hello?
This is Danny, Mrs. DeWitt.

I�m a buddy
of your son blake�s.

I got some concert tickets
he might be interested in,

but the number he wrote out
for me ain�t working.

Did he move or something?
Yeah?

You got that new one
for him?

You guys are dogs.

Shut your mouth.

You�re think of coming up
from Lexington?

I know Blake,
he�d be glad to see you,

but maybe you should
give him time to get straight

at his new place,
then he�ll be ready for guests.

Thanks an awful lot
for the new phone number.

Take good care.

Blake just relocated
with a new roommate.

You can trace his address
off the phone number.

Where can we find you,
Donny,

your stockbroker�s?

See how politely I just
handed this back to you?

My stockbroker�s?

After I go, explain
they invented the Internet.

See you, gorgeous.

Keep thinking
you�re straight.

John...

That crack you made,

were you inferring
that this Donny

inadvertently,
without his knowing it...

On your side?

Please.

Pick up this Blake?

Look, the store�s
around the corner

where I work,

and this is where
I was waiting,

like I do every day.

They came from over there

and turned me

and walked me back
the same way.

You�re positive
about the direction?

Well, even with making me
stare at the ground,

i�m 100% positive
of the direction we took,

and I tried to keep
regular count of the time.

Feel like walking a while?

And you want me to count
exactly the same pace?

Yeah, exactly the same.

It was right not to let
my parents come, right?

You were right, Anya.

This wouldn�t have done
your mom or dad any good.

And it didn�t happen
to them.

No...

It happened to you.

One-1,000...

Two-1,000...

Three-1,000...

Four-1,000...

For heaven�s sake.

Sit down over there.

Believe me or not,
this is the first time

in my life i�ve been
in a police station.

Why wouldn�t we
believe you?

Well, good,
�cause it�s the truth.

You got some idea what we
want to talk to you about?

Walter goode�s car
is missing.

If walter�s saying
I took his car,

that�s an out-and-out lie.

You got no idea
where it�s at?

If he�s saying otherwise,
walter�s lying.

When�s the last
you saw Walter?

3 weeks ago.
23 days.

You Mark them off
on your calendar?

Yes.

It�s not just
walter�s car, Blake.

He�s missing, too.

Maybe Walter took
his car himself

and neither of them
are missing.

Took off
on a jaunt somewheres?

If that is
what Walter did,

it would have been
the absolute

best present in the world
he could�ve given himself.

And leaving that little part
of his head behind,

that would be his absolute
best farewell present

to the parking garage floor?

What are you saying?

We think something bad might
have happened to Walter, Blake.

My god.

My god in heaven.

Which his nephew says
that you were pretty upset

when Walter broke up with you,

and we�re wondering

if you were upset enough
that maybe it was you

that separated that little part
of his head

that we found
on the garage floor

from the rest of Walter.

I would never do anything
to hurt Walter

or his car or, I hope,
any living creature.

God,
this is so terrible.

This new guy Phillip
that you�re living with,

what�s he think
about Walter?

Phillip doesn�t even
know Walter.

But you don�t
tell each other, like,

war stories
of previous intimates?

Well, as far
as that goes,

um, in terms of his role
in my life,

Phillip said that Walter
was Satan incarnate.

Phillip said that?

It was here.

I didn�t know
people was in here.

You live on this floor?
Down the hall.

Hear anything going on
in this apartment last night?

Last night? No.
World wide wrestling on TV.

They play that stuff
pretty loud.

What�s your name?

Carlos jimenez.
Can I go?

Yeah, you can go, Carlos.

Why, what went on in here?

Go ahead, Carlos.

He�s a son of a bitch
to stand there and lie.

Was he one of them?
The last one.

Carlos.

Yeah, what do you want?

I got to get you
on the comings and goings.

What do you mean?

You got to work with me
on the trespassing going on.

Yeah, but I don�t
pay that much attention.

If you want
to get back here

any time tonight, Carlos,

you better come in
with me cooperative.

Yeah, right.

He didn�t even
recognize her.

Not without her sweater
over her head.

Is he going
to be arrested?

It�ll get to that.

Did I help you by not showing
I was afraid?

Come here.

Come here.

"Welcome to the pokey."

You got a little glum face
in the "o"

and a stick figure in what�s
intended to be the pokey.

Did you draw that?

So does it please you
to know

you�ve cost a man
his day�s salary?

Yeah,
we�re sorry about that.

Well, that�s more
than adequate compensation.

Does that peacock act
drum up tips for you, Phil,

down there at the cafe?

What would you guess,
detective?

Top of my head, no.

Well, since you�d never
dined at the cafe,

your opinion isn�t
really competent.

Although the top of your head
is very ample.

You getting ready to go
on a pudding diet, Phil?

Meaning you�re about
to knock my teeth out?

Phillip,
Walter goode�s gone missing.

That used to be
your boyfriend�s lover.

So are we organizing
search teams?

We�re wondering if maybe
you�re who got him that way.

Missing, you mean.

Missing is what I mean.

No.

You don�t know nothing
about Mr. Goode?

I know that Mr. Goode
took a prurient pleasure

in turning Blake out
as country trade.

I know his name
confirms irony as a concept.

And that�s all I know

that i�m willing to share
with the two of you.

You feel you should be earning
on one of them quiz shows

with all this clever crap
that you�re getting off,

and here we are
wasting your time

just �cause a guy
that you had a motive to hurt

got separated from some
of his brain matter?

I�m going to hurry matters
along, detective.

You have nowhere to go
in your interrogation strategy

other than physical force,
at which point

i�m immediately going
to demand counsel.

Which you assume I am
going to run and get you

instead of smacking you
in the face.

You�re not willing
to administer a beating

more severe
than i�m prepared to take

when you�re not positive
I committed the crime.

At this point,
I think both of you realize

i�m not going
to be responding

to all these soulful,

subliminal messages of support
and understanding

that your colleague here
is sending my way

so he can get me to act
against my own interests.

I tell you all this

�cause i�m hoping I can
make it to the cafe in time

to perform my peacock act
for the late-lunch crowd.

Danny: So, Phillip,

don�t be expecting
Blake home any time soon.

And they say the desaparecidos
are in Argentina.

I thought that was
all the gauchos.

You are a vulgar pig.

See, that�s the type of thing
that makes you want to oink.

Any message you want US
conveying to Blake?

Yeah, �cause we got
the impression

that Blake looked to you
as sort of a protector type.

No, no message
I want you conveying.

I�ll tell him you said
he�s on his own,

that�s life in the big city --

getting jammed for something
you didn�t do.

You tell him that i�m going
to widen the loop.

Widen the loop?

And do what,
stick your weenie through it?

That guy�s tough.

What do you think, John?

You saw that whole
interview, right?

I think he killed
that other man.

How are we
going to catch him?

Give me a chance.
I�m new at this.

Sure. Take all the time
you need.

Out of the blue, you know,

gay John passes a remark,

puts this asshole nephew
we�re talking to

into total focus -- that he
was himself a latent fruit.

But we don�t like the nephew
for harming his uncle.

The nephew we only like
for being a spoiled jerk.

It�s just, with gay John
passing this perceptive remark,

Danny gets the idea, you know,
that this is a gay murder,

or whatever happened
with this missing Walter.

Why not have gay John
watch the interview

with this
other fruit Phillip --

we come out
liking this Phillip,

but no real way to go at him.

But john�s got this idea
how phillip�s going to act.

Off this phillip�s
gay thinking

involving his
gay boyfriend Blake.

I think we�ve got everyone
established as gay.

Anyways, it�s risky
where if anything goes wrong,

you could wind up your
suspect has representation,

but I think you ought
to listen to his thinking.

Don�t you agree?

Yeah, absolutely.

Go ahead.

I don�t think
he�d kill him for money.

He�d do it
because he couldn�t get

that other boy to hate him.

Names, John.

Phillip,
blake�s present boyfriend,

is so afraid of everything --

let me collect myself.

See, that -- about Phillip
being afraid of everything --

I don�t
necessarily subscribe to

�cause we were
on this Phillip pretty good,

and he didn�t give up nothing,

but I-I still go
with his overall idea.

How about we let John say
what his overall idea is?

Yeah, absolutely.

Phillip,
blake�s current boyfriend,

can�t stand being
compared to anyone...

We don�t have to start

with the formation
of the solar system.

I�m a little nervous.

John�s overall point --

Phillip probably
did away with Walter

�cause Blake that we�ve got
in interview three

wouldn�t hate Walter

even though Walter
busted up with him.

That�s it.

Which John thinks
that this Phillip

is going to bring back
a lawyer for Blake.

I think that�s what
widening the loop meant.

But Blake ain�t looking
for representation.

He wants walter�s
disappearance solved.

So we should let Phillip

make his pitch to Blake
about lawyering up,

and when Blake
turns him down,

that�s going to get
phillip�s nose open,

and we can go to work on him.

How open do you think
the lawyer

standing next to him is going
to let phillip�s nose get?

His point --
protecting his own sick ass

is going to be
less important to Phillip

than getting Blake back
on his team.

If Blake don�t want a lawyer,
Phillip sends the lawyer away.

He needs to be the only thing
in that boy�s head.

All right. If he comes back,
let�s put them together.

How�s it going?

Those women detectives
are staring daggers.

Don�t worry about them.

You and me are going
to talk alone.

Does that mean
I should worry about you?

We can take care
of this here.

Would you be
more comfortable in here?

Yeah, good.
Keep me near the exit.

They say this
is about trespassing

in that open apartment,

yeah. You see anything
going on there last night?

Maybe some kids were around.
No big deal.

They come around a lot?

Just sometimes. I hear them
every once in a while.

You got names?

I don�t want
to get them in trouble

or me in the middle
of something.

You want to get out of here
in a timely fashion,

i�m going to need names.

I only know one of them
from church -- Eddie Felix.

Eddie Felix.

Yeah.

What happened is I went out
taking out the trash,

and I heard them
in there partying.

Partying like drinking,
drugs?

No drugs, no.

Girls?

Look, i�m a family man,
okay?

Married 18 years.

Okay.

Now, if we can
keep this between US...

Sure.

They had a girl in there
doing everyone.

Is that right?

Yeah.

I�m taking out the trash,

and I see this Eddie
who I barely know.

He says, "hey, Carlos,

you want to put a hump
on this girl?"

Family man or not,
we all got urges, right?

Now, my wife and kids are
in our apartment watching TV.

Hey, i�m taking out the trash.
It�s a boring night.

Who would ever guess something
exciting is happening?

Right next door.

Anyways, I went in there

and put a hump on the girl
like Eddie suggested.

Girl seem like she was
enjoying herself, Carlos?

I don�t know.
She was kind of tired.

Been with four
of them already.

Fifth man in.

I figured why is one more
going to matter?

You got where Eddie lives?

Then I go?

Write down eddie�s address

and write down
what you just told me,

then we�ll see
if you can go.

Fifth man in, right?

What the hell?

Yeah, what the hell.

My name is darrel lyman.
I�m an attorney.

Um, to speak to whom?

Blake DeWitt.

How�s it going?
I�m working that case.

He�s abbott, that�s costello.

I�d like to see my client.

Mr. Dewitt�s turned down
his right to a lawyer.

These manipulating
sons of bitches.

Andy: Would that be Peter pot
calling Karl kettle black?

I�d like to hear
Mr. DeWitt decline.

Sure, okay.
I guess that�s okay.

You don�t have to let him
hear nothing.

No, it�s okay, Andy.
He�s down here.

Whoa, hey.

Ix-nay on oing
with them gay, Phil.

Yeah. This is just Mr. Lyman
hearing him decline.

Fine. Great.
Just tell him i�m here.

Hello.

This is Mr. Lyman.
He�s a lawyer.

You need an attorney.

Hey.

Have you waived your right
to counsel?

Yes. I want to help in solving
walter�s disappearance.

Blake --

you heard it, counselor.
Let�s go.

Pleased to meet you.

What�s the baseball
look like this year, Phil?

You follow the Yankees,
the mets?

Just my favorite gay players.

How is he?
Did you tell him i�m here?

Blake seems all right,

and he has
declined counsel, Phillip.

Did they beat him?

I hope to hell
you laid on the makeup.

I didn�t get
that close a look.

Why not?

Blake has declined
representation, Phillip.

That�s the fun for you,
isn�t it,

twisting people�s
heads around?

He says he�s got
no hard feelings.

I guess
when they were together,

Walter showed him
a good time.

Yes, Walter had deep pockets
and an evil mind.

All right, Phillip.

He�s going over their life,
who they met,

trying to help US
come up with leads.

Anyway, I don�t think
either of US

has a good reason
to stay here right now.

If he changes his mind,
please give this to Mr. DeWitt.

Sure, absolutely.

I want to talk to him.

Let�s get a cup of coffee.

Can I talk to him?

We�d need more cooperation
than our last talk, Phillip.

Some prior conversation
with US

before we let you
talk to Blake.

I am counsel to Phillip Rogers.
That�s not going to happen.

I talk to you if you promise,

in front of these witnesses,
I can talk to Blake.

You don�t think they can
get inside your head, too?

That�s a challenge
I think i�m equal to.

Do I need to say something
to make this official?

"You�re fired" gets it done.

Phillip --

you�re fired!

Let�s go talk down here.

What have you got Blake
thinking about me?

Did Phil get the idea he was
going to be interviewing US?

If he�s turning down
representation,

I can only imagine what
you�ve got him thinking.

You�ll get that from Blake
after we have our talk.

I expect Blake and I will be
riding then in a hansom cab

in the botanical gardens.

You know you�re not
getting out of here.

Don�t you think you�d be more
within your comfort zone

probing the psyche of chimps?

You�re going to give it up
so you can hold Blake

and tell him you love and wish
him happiness -- boo-hoo-hoo --

and will he write you
long letters in prison.

I want to see him.

Phillip, the great running back
o. J. Simpson --

that was found not guilty
by a jury of his peers --

when he come back from Chicago,
before he went in

to be interviewed
by the l. A. Detectives,

the great Simpson dismissed
counsel exactly how you did,

and, Phil, so you know
where you stand,

if the great Simpson
had gone in with me

after witnesses heard him
let his lawyers go,

that murdering prick�s
only chance of walking out

of that interview room
before I got his confession

would have been an earthquake.

Which I gather sometimes
does occur in that area.

Give it up.

Why don�t you go on
to the beating?

No one�s looking
to do that.

Nobody wants to beat you.

That�s a crock.
You�d love to beat me.

No.

Isn�t that your version
of sex?

Isn�t that what you�d
have done to Simpson?

I�d have told him
that when his ex-wife died

and that waiter in the wrong
place at the wrong time,

was the night weeks before
when he come to talk to her

and their kids
were asleep upstairs,

and through the window
he sees her going down

on whoever that was that she
had on the living room sofa.

People�s passions
get the best of them.

And if he goes over,
maybe two weeks later,

and he�s had too much to drink
like I have 5,000 times,

or he�s put something
up his nose

and he�s going to do
vandalism on her car --

and that�s all
he�s planning to do.

That�s all he went over
intending to do.

He�s putting a dent
in a Mercedes,

the color of which

someone should�ve had the taste
not to conceive.

Something�s in front of him
he hadn�t expected.

That kills kindness
and sweetness and pity.

And that emotion explodes.

It just explodes!
It explodes!

I put a hammer 2 inches
into his head.

And i�m afraid
to hammer a nail.

And a minute before,

if you�d told him
he was going to do it,

he�d have taken any bets
against it you wanted to make.

Hi.

We think it�s time
for Anya to come home.

How�s it going
with the case?

One man�s in custody,
and he gave US the name

of one of the other
perpetrators.

Anya�s looking at photos,

trying to identify the other
three men who assaulted her.

Anyway, we think it�s time
for her to come home.

Anya wants to spend
more time to see

if she can identify
the other three men.

She wants to
or you�re making her?

We do feel, it�s,

somewhat time
for her to come home.

It�s what Anya feels
that we�re going to go by.

Do you want
to talk to her?

We want you
to let her come home.

This terrible thing has happened
to your daughter.

She�s found a way
to feel she�s getting

a little control
of her life back.

Of course
Anya can go home,

but if she wants to stay,

can�t you be brave enough
to let her?

I think we should let her,
somewhat, Janet,

if -- if she wants to.

And then you�d arrange
for her transportation home?

Yeah, we�d bring Anya home.

Police transportation.

I guess that�s as safe
as you can get.

Fine, then.

It�s a fine way
to end it.

End what?

We brought her in,

and now we can�t
get her out.

Come here.

I want to stay, mama.

Fine, then.

I�m fine.
You and daddy go home.

Okay?

So she�s alone
with every element.

Yeah, she�s all alone
with detective Jones.

You�ll see she gets home?

I don�t see you working
on your 5 there, John.

Crucial as you were
to the case,

let�s not be tardy
with our paperwork.

Could I see
that poor young man?

Blake?

That�s waiting
to say farewell to Phillip?

Would that be inappropriate?

Well, he�s not in custody.

No, he�s just waiting
to say farewell.

Why? What do you
want to do?

He�s alone, and I feel
it might be helpful.

Let him know
phillip�s going over

in around half an hour.

To the tombs.

He�s in interview three,
Blake.

Thank you.

Probably wants to exchange
phone numbers.

He could do worse,
that Blake.

Phillip will be leaving
for central booking

in half an hour.

All right, thanks.

My name is John Irvin,
and i�m a civilian aide.

Blake DeWitt.
How do you do?

How do you do?

What�s, um,

a civilian aide�s
responsibilities?

They vary. Um...

Blake, I know just now
you feel lost and confused.

How do you know that?

I just do,

and I hope you won�t
give in to despair.

That�s what I want
to tell you.

It�s so hard making sense
of our lives,

or I guess I mean to say,
making our lives sensible.

We�re in a strange city.

We begin a different
lifestyle completely,

maybe not
exactly sure inside

if the changes
we�re choosing

are right necessarily,

even if they�re right
for US.

It�s so easy
to become confused.

It�s so hard
to love ourselves

and to find what�s good
for our lives,

and then
to experience something

like you�ve
just experienced...

I want you to know

it�s possible
to make your way,

and that happiness,
friendship,

the sun rising and setting,

the birds in the wind
at the harbor,

they�re all here,
too, Blake,

as much for you
as for anyone else

in the world.

Thank you very much.

I really appreciate
that, John.

You�re welcome.