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[Wolfe] Welcome to my
own personal meta-block.

Built on the ruins
of the first Iron Heights,

completely off the books,
and camera-free.

Yes, yes, less history lesson,
more window shopping.

Mina Chaytan.
Her powers bring effigies to life.

Now, that is a nifty trick.

Can she animate anything else, hmm?

How about my finger?

Oh! I like her. She's feisty.

[Rundine] Then you are going to love me.

And I'll come willingly, gorgeous.

[Wolfe] Sylbert Rundine.

He can shrink objects
and return them to original size.

I know a drug-smuggler who would pay
a pretty pence for that man.

Ramsey Deacon, controls technology.

And Becky Sharpe, can manipulate luck
on a quantum level.

I smell a bidding war. [laughing]

And who might this be?

[Wolfe] Something you've been wanting
for a long time.

A speedster.

The pièce de résistance.

[Wolfe] Terms are the same as always.

Any metas you sell,
we split the profits evenly.

So, who would you like?

Oh.

Well, eenie, meenie,

miney...

All of them! [laughing]

[Dibny whistling]

[sniffing] Drakkar Noir...

Onions...

-And liverwurst?
-[squeaking]

Oh, no.

[sighs]

[snoring]

[door closes]

Earl Cox.

Earl! It's the cops.

It wasn't me! I'll fight every one of ya!

[exclaiming]

Oh.

Hello, Ralphy.

How'd you get in here, Earl?

-The door was unlocked.
-No, it wasn't.

Was after I picked it. [laughing]

Ow! Oh!

Look at you,
you went all Zac Efron on me.

What, you drink so many six-packs,
you've grown one. [laughs]

Nice suit, Earl.

Ah, thank you, kindly.
Armani knockoff, I love it.

Listen, it's always great seeing you,
but if you'll excuse me,

I've got a very busy day.

Clear your calendar, slim,

'cause I've got a score that will
knock your honey-glazed holiday ham

into next Christmas.

Yeah, I don't think any of those words
mean what you think they do.

How about these words for you?

A rich, old heiress hires me

to find out if her boyfriend,
the pool boy, is a gold-digger.

Turns out, he is.

Ah! But pool boy
is willing to share said gold

with someone who can help him
keep up appearances, so to speak.

And that, my friend, is your specialty.
Are you in?

I don't do that kind of stuff anymore.
Ralph Dibny's gone straight.

You serious?

I got friends, now. They're good people.

They're helping me, uh,
turn over a new leaf.

-Are they, now?
-Yeah.

We'll see.

-Meaning?
-Meaning...

I love you, Ralphy, I really do.

But you let people down.
Especially the good ones.

They get close to you,
place their trust in you,

and then, bam! You screw up.

Every single time.

So, when you let your new friends down,
give your old one a call.

[door closes]

[sighs]

Thanks for coming, Cecile.

I know Barry isn't too optimistic
about the appeal hearing.

Don't lose hope, Iris,
we still have a few days to prepare.

I know, but it's not like
we've come up with any new ideas

for clearing Barry's name.

-[sighs]
-[Cecile] Um...

Our bigger issue is,
we don't seem to have Barry.

[Wolfe] Mrs. West Allen.

[Iris West] Warden Wolfe.

Unfortunately, you won't be able
to see your husband today.

He was in an altercation.

What, an altercation?

-A prison yard fight.
-What? Is he okay?

Oh, he's fine. He's fine. He wasn't harmed
and he wasn't at fault.

But per Iron Heights protocol,

everyone involved
is in isolation for the week.

-And is he safe there?
-Oh, he couldn't be more safe.

Actually, it's a pretty common occurrence.

Safe until midnight.

And then Allen and the others
belong to Amunet.

The important thing to know is,
he's in good hands.

-You can rest easy at night.
-[Iris West] Thank you, Warden.

Yes, thank you.

What's wrong?

[Joe] Wolfe is trafficking meta-humans?

Is everybody crooked in this town?

Uh, he always did look smug
in those Italian wool suits.

Oh, my God, he's literally
a wolf in sheep's clothing.

It's kind of the perfect partnership.

I mean, Amunet deals in metas,
and Wolfe has a prison full of them.

And him being the warden,
he can make some inmates disappear

without raising any eyebrows.

-I'm gonna go talk to Singh.
-And say what?

Your pregnant girlfriend with
gestational psychic powers told you?

[Cecile] Yeah, Joe.
Singh's just gonna think

that you're a father
desperate to get his son out of prison.

If we don't figure out
something before midnight,

that's exactly what I'm gonna say.
Hey, where's Harry? He can help.

He went to Earth-2. He's checking in
on Jesse. So... [clicks tongue]

Great.

Okay, well, we're out of legal options,

and Cisco can't breach Barry
out of the meta-wing,

so how do we stop this?

Hey, guys. Got your alert.
Sorry I'm late.

-It's okay, Ralph.
-No, it's not okay.

I ran into this old
business partner of mine.

This guy, he's a big, fat creep.

He's always sticking his nose
in my business.

-And he's so shady.
-[body creaking]

He's got these beady eyes
and this crooked smile.

He's just a real two-faced rat
from head to toe.

-Freaky.
-What?

[Scottish accent]
He's a two-faced rat, he is.

What's wrong with my voice?
Do you hear that?

-Uh...
-[beeps]

Ooh.

That's him, right there.

That's him. Do you see him?
That's him. That's him!

Right there.

That's me. That's me.

Why is that me?

You somehow willed your body
to shape-shift into Earl's appearance.

Seems like your cells can do
a lot more than just elongate.

Ah! Brilliant!

How do you undo it?
Undo this fat? This?

Control Z?

Control Z...

[straining]

[exclaiming]

Guys, I think I just figured out
how to stop Warden Wolfe.

If Ralph could shape-shift
into Braveheart here,

then he could easily
shape-shift into Wolfe

and meet Amunet before midnight.

And call off the whole deal
before it ever even happens.

[Iris West] Right.

I can call off what, now?

[metal clanging]

If he doesn't stop soon,
I'm gonna ask to be sold early.

Being a meta-prisoner, or a meta-pet,
what's the difference?

The difference is Amunet Black.

She captures metas,
sells them to the highest bidder.

Mob bosses, drug-traffickers, gangs.

Just imagine how our powers
could be used in the wrong hands.

I ain't gonna be nobody's weapon!
We gotta get out of here!

Agreed. But how?

Wolfe and Amunet's
latest criminal undertaking

throws an annoying wrench
in our plans.

-What shall we do?
-I don't know.

You... You don't know?

My mind is consumed
by a near infinite web of variables,

more plentiful than there are atoms
in an exploding star.

So, for the moment, I do not know.

I fail to see the humor in this.

I heard that. In your mind,

a flash of stimuli racing through
your ventromedial prefrontal cortex

where belief is formed.
And doubt.

I don't have any doubt.

And if you had asked
instead of reading my mind,

then you would know.

I do know.

As for your earlier inquiry,
it's not about what we're going to do.

It's about what Barry Allen
is going to do.

[toilet flushing]

[bubbling]

[man on radio] Sitter, how goes it?

Hold your horses, almost done.

[water bubbling]

Looks like the trap got clogged
with a bunch of hair.

I'll head underneath,
make sure the stack is clear.

-Good to go.
-Thank you.

[door closes]

[Dibny straining]

Okay, how's this?

You know that painting in It,
the one that comes to life?

It's like that.

[sighs]

[exclaims]

This is impossible.

We might as well gift-wrap Barry,
hand him to Amunet and call it a day.

No, Ralph, this is not impossible.

Your polymerized cells
are linked to your thoughts.

You should be able to change
into anyone you can think of.

Just like when you
squeezed your belly into abs.

Okay, uh, first off,
I have been working out.

This is au naturel now.
And second, that was just some abs.

This is an entire person.

Look, when I first learned
how to vibe,

I had to learn how to clear my mind
of all other thoughts.

You think you can do that?

-Okay, uh, all right. I'll try.
-Do better than try!

Barry's life is in your hands,
and we're all counting on you.

[chuckles nervously]

I think what you meant to say was,
"No pressure, Ralphy."

-Here we go!
-All right. Focus. Be Wolfe.

Be Wolfe.

Big, bad Wolfe.

[body squeaking]

[chuckling]

[gasps] Wow.

Sweet chiseled cheekbones, I did it.

Wow, maybe I can save Barry. [chuckles]

Oh. Uh-oh.

[groaning]

Uh, a little help?

Next, we need to work
on his motor skills.

[crackling]

[hissing]

[hissing]

[hissing continues]

Well done, boy!

And, hey, for the record,

I was already planning on making
that stuff that you used, so...

Sure, right after
your lunch tray crowbar method.

Can we continue on
with the breaking and exiting, please?

You want us to follow a cop
on a prison break?

I'm not a cop in here.
I'm a prisoner.

And I'm not about to let Amunet
turn me into a weaponized slave.

-Are you?
-Okay.

-You convinced me. Let's go.
-I'm staying.

What? Why?

Because I don't wanna hurt
anyone else.

Last time I was out there,
I almost destroyed the whole city.

-Yeah, she can stay.
-No, we're all leaving.

Becky, if Amunet sells you,

your powers will be used
to hurt a lot of people.

The only way to prevent that
is to escape with us.

Please, trust me.

Yay, one big happy. Now what?

Wolfe said that this wing
was built on top of the old prison.

I also heard the plumber
talking about piping underneath us.

Once we're far enough away
from the meta-wing,

we'll get our powers back.

That's how we get our freedom.

[suspenseful music playing]

[gasps] Oh! Ew!

-[gasps]
-Oh.

My bad, tiny.

Hey, as soon as we get out,

I'll steal you
a brand-new pair of Timmy Choos.

It's Jimmy. I'm size six.

You're so sweet. [giggles]

If you want to use your powers
for something useful,

you can help me steal back
some native artifacts.

If you two plan on going back to crime,
you might as well just turn around.

The Flash will just run you back here.

Same goes for all of you.

Don't look at me, I'm reformed.

From now on,
I only commit legal crimes.

"Legal crime"?

-The stock market.
-Come on. We have a long way to go.

Augmentation is complete.

Your chair will serve its purpose.

You have outdone yourself once again.

[Marlize singing in her mind]
♪ Well, I think I'm going ♪

♪ Out of my head ♪

That melody in your head...

[Marlize humming in her mind]

You don't recognize it?

-It was playing--
-The first time we danced.

Yes.

So you do remember.

June 27th, 1997 at 8:13 p.m.

In the countryside
in the small hamlet of Boars Hill.

That was also the first time we kissed.

And the first time I realized

I wanted to spend
the rest of my life by your side.

Marlize, I forget nothing.

Perhaps our song was once
at the forefront of my consciousness,

but now...

[Marlize humming in her mind]

[singing]
♪ Think I'm going out of my head ♪

That song playing in your head
makes it difficult to read your thoughts.

Quite difficult.

Perhaps that's on purpose.

Of course not.

"Of course not."

I know this unforeseen change
concerns you,

but fear not.

Once this next phase is complete,

I will erase every doubt from your head.

[rock music playing on speakers]

Wolfe-man to S.T.A.R.-base, I'm in.

Ralph, to help you stay as Wolfe,
I'm gonna hand you over to Joe, okay?

He's gonna quarterback.

-Ralph, you copy?
-Yep.

So, what's the next move?

Preferably something
without a lot of moving.

Okay, Amunet's point man is Norvok,
so you're gonna have to talk to him first.

Grab a drink. Act like a hard-ass.

Barkeep?

Something cold and frosty,
if you please.

Jesus.

[glass shatters]

That's on you, bro.

Snake's on the brain. Five o'clock.

Stay focused, Ralph.
No distracting thoughts.

Gingold on the rocks.

Hand it to me, please.

What the hell are you doing here?

I'd like to talk to Amunet, please,
about the deal.

You can talk to Amunet at the deal.

Damn it, Ralph.
Nobody talks to Wolfe like that.

He's the warden of the most
dangerous prison in the Midwest.

Demand some respect.

Listen, you lapdog.
Set the meeting with your boss, now.

Or I'll pull out your eye snake
and strangle you with it, understood?

All right. All right.
Let me see what I can do.

[squeaking]

Oh, God.

-What's up?
-Ralph, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah.
No problem here.

Um, definitely holding it together.

Yeah, that doesn't sound
too convincing.

I have complete control
of the situation.

Old Dibny won't let his friends down.

Wolfe.

Amunet's ready.

Then let's not keep her waiting.

Are you sure this is the right way?

I can hear the water
in the sewer drain.

It's moving in this direction.

We keep going this way,
we'll head away from the prison,

-find our exit.
-Wow.

Good catch. You must have been
a really smart CSI.

[scoffs] A CSI who killed a teacher
in his own apartment,

and left evidence everywhere.

Yeah, doesn't sound so smart to me.

Hey, speaking of,
maybe we shouldn't be--

[metal clattering]

Oh, crap.

Hey, easy! Easy. Rundine.

Easy.

If we let him go, he will out us.

-We can't do that, can we?
-Deacon...

What are you doing?
No, we can't hurt him!

We have to do more than hurt him.
We don't have a choice.

No. Hey, we do not have to kill him.

Yes, we do.

[groans]

No, we don't.
All right, just duct-tape him.

Come on, let's move!

[Amunet laughing]

[Amunet] It looked like it hurt!

Ding, ding! Boys, have some orange slices.
Mommy needs to work, okay?

Warden.

I'm going to assume this is not
one of those good emergency meetings.

A few hours before
a major criminal undertaking.

-We have to delay the deal.
-What?

My ears outside tell me
the police have been tipped.

I don't know how.
Maybe CCPD hacked into the cameras.

You said there were no cameras.

-I did?
-Mmm.

Yes, I did say that.

But then, afterwards,
I installed a few.

-Did you?
-Mmm-hmm.

[Amunet] Hmm.

Something seems off
with the big, bad Wolfe.

If you even are Wolfe.

Stay in it. She's testing you.

What the hell
is that supposed to mean?

I'm the same man
you've always dealt with.

Okay. And who would that be?

The one who gives you
your merchandise.

And trust me,

you need me a lot more
than I need you.

So when I say
the deal has to be delayed,

it's because the deal
has to be delayed.

Okay.

[squeaking]

[Amunet clears throat]

What the hell?

What?

You know, sometimes,
I hate being right all the time.

Ralph, get out of there.

Uh... [chuckles nervously]

[grunts]

Damn it!

[panting]

Get me Wolfe, yeah?

I understand your concern, Amunet,
but you have my word.

Your metas are exactly
where they are supposed to be.

Locked up tightly in their cells,
waiting for you to claim them. [chuckles]

Very good. I'll see you then.

Find them!

There has to be another way.

There isn't.

There is one card left to play.

Go to Iron Heights,
and stop the deal before it happens.

You're talking about fighting Amunet,

plus a prison full of armed meta guards
on their turf.

This is the only option we have left.

You guys can do this.

Let's go.

Ralph.

Yeah, uh, maybe not this time.

What, why?

Look, you're gonna have a better chance
saving Barry without me.

Ralph, you know that isn't true.

I just screwed everything up.

You know what could happen
if I screw it up again?

You won't.

Okay, you know what?
Maybe we just need to talk this out.

Let's go visit with Dr. Hallway.
Come on.

Look, talk's not gonna fix my head.

I just can't do it this time, guys.

Sorry I let you down.

[Cisco] Hey! Hey, Ralph!

Looks like we're finally
in the old prison.

We must be close.

[Barry] Maybe closer than we think.

I know this lock.

It's the same kind they use
in the general population wing.

Which means there are
no meta-dampeners

on the other side of this door.

We get through,
we get our powers back.

Well, that's all I needed to hear.

Out of the way.

[groans]

You good?

No brains, no brawn.

Allow me.
I may not have my powers,

but I don't need them
to hack my way out of trouble.

Give me a few minutes.

-Come here.
-No, I'm fine. It doesn't really hurt.

-Are you sure?
-[winces]

-I mean, it hurts a little.
-Yeah, come here.

-There.
-Thanks.

Guess I forgot what it feels like

to punch someone in the face
without my powers.

Judging by the swelling, I'd say

you have a fracture on either
the fourth or fifth metacarpal.

I used to fall down a lot.
Super klutz.

So, what are you gonna do
when you're free?

I hope it's not more of what you did
to get you in here.

Oh, no, trust me.

I am so over prison jumpsuits.

Orange is not the new anything.

-Neither is gray. Neither is gray.
-[chuckling]

So what then?

I don't know.

Using my power
has just hurt those around me.

My good luck
just jinxed everyone else.

You know, you seem to really care
about people.

Not like the type of person
who'd take someone's life.

I didn't kill that teacher.
I wouldn't take a life.

You know, not every meta
uses their powers to hurt people.

Some use them to help others,
to protect people.

Our powers don't decide who we are.
We do.

-Ralph? Hey, Ralph, you in here?
-[Dibny snoring]

[Dibny snoring]

Ugh!

The light, it burns.

All right, come on. Time to get up.

I can't. I'm dead.

Okay, I don't know
what's going on with you,

but I'm betting it has something
to do with the reason

you literally fell apart at the bar.

I told Cisco that a talk from him
is not going to help.

So a talk from you
is not going to help either, Caitlin.

Okay.

I'll get somebody else.

Hey.

[glass shatters]

[winces]

Hello, Stretch.

They call me,
"man who elongates" now.

[scoffs] They should call you pathetic.

[grunts]

So you screwed up, get over it.

You are a mean lady.

I'm just telling you
what you need to hear.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna miss you
when you leave.

[scoffs] "Leave"?
Is that what this is about?

Well, yeah.

Everybody leaves
Ralph Dibny eventually.

That's how this whole thing works.

I screw up big time,
and they take off.

This time, the people who are gonna leave
are actually my friends.

[sighs]

They're the first ones that I've had
in a really long time.

That's stupid.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't
expect you to understand.

You kidnap and stab all your friends.

Right, I'm the queen
of letting these people down.

But you know what, they're still here.

No matter how much I disappoint them,
they still show up for me.

I don't really understand it,

but I think it's part of this
whole "friends" thing.

So unless you do something worse
than kidnap and stab them,

I think you're gonna be just fine.

-You really think so?
-Yes, I do.

[Dibny] Hmm.

You know, that actually
wasn't a bad pep talk.

[scoffs]

Well, it's your turn next time.

If I ever decide to go full villain again,
you can give me the lame heart-to-heart.

"Full villain."

Wait. [scoffs]

Wait.

I know how to fix this!

I gotta see a girl about a guy.
Thank you, Frosty Oprah.

[beeping]

-[door opens]
-[Deacon] Presto.

Everyone's powers work?

Yep.

Ah...

I can smell all the tech
within five miles of here.

Thank you, Barry. You saved us.

You did good, boy.

-[device whirring]
-[groans]

[gasps]

Not good enough, it seems.

Everyone back inside
and you'll live to see another day.

I think the only one
who should be worried about

surviving right now, is you.

-[indistinct chanting]
-[eagle screeches]

There's no cavalry.
No one's gonna see what happened here.

It's just you and us, Wolfe.

You want revenge? Understandable.

Just one thing.

If you're thirsty for vengeance,
you might wanna start with the Flash.

Barry Allen is the Flash.

The same man who put you behind bars,

and who will no doubt recapture you
after you escape.

That was probably his plan
all along. [chuckles]

Is all that true?

I'm gonna squash you so quick,
you won't even know what hit you.

No, not quick.

[groans]

Let's take our time.

The Flash on his knees.

I suppose there is justice after all.

Let's see how fast he can run
when he's the size of a flea.

Stop! Stop!

What are you doing, runt?

Deciding who I am.

You're not gonna hurt him.

-Join us, or get out of the way.
-[eagle screeches]

Either way, we're taking him.

Good luck with that.

[eagle screeches]

[squeaking]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[sighs] Told ya.

Shoot to wound.
They're no good to me dead.

[Amunet] They most certainly are not.

Amunet. You're early.

And you are exactly as I suspected,
a liar.

Who's obviously in way over his head.

But no matter,
I will clean up your mess for you.

Step aside, boys.

Mommy needs to work.

-You've got to be kidding me.
-[coughing]

Not again.

[men grunting]

[gasps]

[grunting]

DeVoe.

Oh, I don't pay me enough for this.

[groaning]

[panting]

My powers won't work.

[Deacon] Mine, either.

He must have blasted us with something.

Who the hell are you?

I am your destiny.

[gasps]

[groans]

No!

Help me!

[gasps]

Too late, Mr. Allen.

Oh, what an inconspicuous body.

This will be quite useful.

[groans]

[Becky] Not so fast, Warden.

[groaning]

You won't take my body.

I don't want your body.

I want your life.

[Wolfe screaming]

[screaming stops]

[body thuds]

Goodbye for now, Mr. Allen.

[panting]

What happened?

DeVoe.

Well, the party's over.

Let's get the hell out of here.

I'm staying.

What? Barry.

I was only willing to do this,

try to break everybody out,
because Wolfe was gonna sell us.

-But that's not gonna happen now.
-[alarm blaring]

I'm staying.

Till you find a way
to get me out of here legally.

It's the only way I'd ever
really feel free, you know that.

This could be our only chance
to save you.

We all have to decide who we are.

This is who I am.

[breach opens and closes]

[man on PA] Code X, prison breach.

Breakout in progress.

Engage lockdown.

Code X, prison breach.

Repeat, we have a code X.

[guard 1] Move, move, move!

[guard 2] Stand against the wall!

Cell block secure!

[cell door closing]

[sighs]

[Hankerson] New evidence, Ms. Horton.

That's what you told this court
had come into your possession.

Only I haven't heard it or seen it,

nor have the circumstances changed
in any way that would convince me

to move for a retrial.

So unless you have
something more to add,

this appeal hearing is over.

[Cecile stammers] I understand,
Your Honor, I do.

If we could just wait
a few more minutes,

-I am sure that--
-I am tired of waiting.

Either you have something new to add,
or you don't.

Which is it?

We have nothing further, Your Honor.

Then I hereby deem Barry Allen's appeal--

[man] Wait.

DeVoe?

Nope. Not DeVoe.

It's Ralph.

I believe you're looking for me,
Your Honor.

I don't know
how any of this happened.

You were found in Barry Allen's loft.

-You were dead.
-I was stabbed.

I heard a voice saying something
about framing someone.

-Then I blacked out.
-This is gonna work.

And this morning,
I woke up in my own home.

Mrs. DeVoe, does any of this
make any sense to you?

No.

I am just as surprised by all of this
as everyone.

Your Honor, the city has had reports
in the past

of people who have appeared dead,

only to later emerge very much alive.

That's impossible.

"Impossible"?
Your Honor, is it as impossible as

a man who can run faster
than the speed of sound?

I submit that Central City
is home to the impossible.

I have as many questions
as you have, Your Honor.

And I am looking forward to

working with the authorities
to solve this mystery.

Yes, I'm sure that CCPD
will be very interested in this.

As for Barry Allen's appeal...

I guess the court must deem
that Clifford DeVoe is alive and well.

Barry Allen is hereby cleared
of all charges,

and ordered released from

Iron Heights Penitentiary immediately.

[bangs gavel]

[all laughing]

-You're home.
-You're my home.

-[Joe] Mmm!
-[laughs]

Oh, he couldn't wait to do that.

[Joe] How you feeling, Barry?
You doing okay?

I'm feeling great, Dad.

[Joe] Well, you look like
you can use a good meal.

And don't you worry,
I made a fresh batch of

Grandma Esther's meatloaf.

-Oh, yeah.
-[Joe] Just like you like it.

Meatloaf? Gross.

I just meant meatloaf
is a grossly undervalued menu item

in most restaurants, I think.

You guys, now that I'm free,
I don't care what I do.

I'm just so happy
to be back with all of you again.

Team Flash.

Today, we celebrate Barry.

Tomorrow, we go back to stopping the man
that framed you.

I'll drink to that.

[Caitlin] Hear, hear.

You okay, Barry?

Yeah, it's DeVoe.

Barry, we're gonna stop him.
I know we will.

No, that's not it. He...

There was nothing keeping him

from going inside the meta-wing
and absorbing the powers

of every meta in Iron Heights.

Peek-a-Boo, Top, Weather Wizard.

I mean, he could have stolen
their powers and more, but he didn't.

He only wants the bus metas,

he wants their powers for something,
all of them.

We know a bus meta.

[door opens]

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

Just couldn't get this left glute
to shape-shift back

to its normal perky...

Why is everyone looking at me
like I'm a dead man?

What's all this?

After last night's success,
I thought a toast was in order.

Success?
Is that what you call last night?

Yes. How would you describe it?

Barry Allen was

supposed to remain in
the meta-human wing at Iron Heights.

But he's now free.

Even Team Flash
has good luck sometimes.

And the bus metas?

We were supposed to wait
until all of them were captured.

But you only got four.

I said I would retrieve them
from confinement.

I never said when or where.

[chuckles] Mmm.

There is something else on your mind,
isn't there?

Warden Wolfe's dead.

He needed to die.

I just don't recall it
being necessary for our plan.

[singing in mind]
♪ Well, I think I'm going ♪

♪ Out of my head ♪

[humming in mind]

The chair can wait till morning.

For now, to the Enlightenment.

To the Enlightenment.

[glasses clink]

I love you, Clifford.

Yes. And I, you.

[singing]
♪ Well, I think I'm going ♪

♪ Out of my head ♪

♪ Yes, I think I'm going out of my head ♪

-[humming]
-[song continues playing]

♪ Out of my head ♪

♪ Over you ♪

♪ Over you ♪