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Uhh!

Kurt! Kurt!

We're fine!

Anything?

Nothing.

Here.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

Just trying to trigger some new memories.

More like beat 'em out of me.

Training helped you,

so I figured it was worth a shot.

Well, it's gonna take time.

Yeah, that's something that we don't have.

Well, my memories came back
when I was in the field.

What if we take Roman out again?

You know that's complicated.

We can't keep checking you
out of your holding cell

like it's a hotel room.

Yeah, I understand.

All right.

See you upstairs.

You were supposed to tell
him what I remembered.

I am trying to protect you.

If Kurt finds out you're
responsible for killing

Taylor Shaw's mother,
he will never trust you.

And if he finds out you lied to him?

- What's that?
- It's a phone that my source

managed to get to our dead drop.

Hello.

What's the price of apples today?

$1.29 per pound.

We need to meet. Wait
for further instructions.

Did you get Patterson's text?

On my way to the lab.

How'd it go last night?

Your... date.

Oh, uh, I...

Sorry, you don't need to...

After you told me about
it, I started thinking.

We need to be careful.

Sandstorm feels like it's everywhere.

Shepherd's been watching
me since I was a kid.

They used you against me.

You think Oliver is part of Sandstorm?

We didn't realize Borden was
with them until it was too late.

Inviting new people into our lives...

that could give them the
opening they're looking for.

- Morning.
- Morning.

I just got a very unexpected
call from my source

inside Sandstorm.

He wants to meet.

How can you be sure it's him?

We had a challenge phrase. I'm sure.

Where does he want to meet?

I'm waiting for instructions.

Let us know when you hear something.

- Where's Reade?
- Delays on the "A" train.

All right, so what do you got?

All right, so, this is the
tattoo on Jane's left hip.

Embedded within it is a continental coin.

Anyone care to guess
the year it was minted?

Obviously not.

1776, the birth of our great nation.

Did Rich.com help you crack this?

He might have loosened the jar.

- Huh!
- Rich recognized the center symbol

as a calling card for a notorious

dark web courier called Lelantos.

- What's he move?
- Anything you want.

He's the FedEx of the underworld.

The FBI never knew about this Lelantos?

We've heard the name and known about

a mysterious courier for a while, but...

Now we know they're one and the same.

Do we have an ID on him?

No! Look, the guy is a ghost,

but it's rumored that he's
tatted up with this symbol.

And he's moved some seriously scary stuff:

chemical weapons, a
missing Turkish fighter jet.

How do you move a fighter
jet without getting caught?

Exactly.

His last job was moving a boatload
of surface-to-air missiles into Syria.

And the latest chatter is that Lelantos

is about to move something
big into New York.

So how do we find him?

That's where another
tattoo comes into play.

So, Jane has this tattoo of Aura

on the back of her left ankle.

In Greek mythology, Aura
is the daughter of Lelantos.

So the numbers below Aura
correspond to the swords

in the Lelantos tattoo.

The swords point to letters.

So, 29 is the 29th sword,

which points to "M," 25 points to "A."

Okay, then we cut to the
end and what does it say?

"Marc Gelman."

He's currently serving time
for involuntary manslaughter.

But there's more.

So, when I treated these
numbers as single digits,

I was able to spell "Inner Care Medi-Spa."

What's the name of the doctor
that runs it? He's famous.

Dustin Katz.

Well, how does that play into this?

Well, it's all Greek to me.

Right, okay.

So, as I was saying,

that translates to,

"Every division is a former union."

I think that's a key, but I
haven't quite figured it out yet.

So, what's the connection
between the prisoner,

the spa, and the mystery puzzle?

No idea.

But these three tattoo
clues have to be the key

to taking down Lelantos.

The last time this guy surfaced,

he gave Syria the ability
to shoot our planes down.

Now he's moving something into New York.

We need to split up.
Shut this thing down, now.

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All right, let's split up into teams,

try and track down each tattoo
clue until we find this courier.

Jane, Tasha, you're together.

I want you to talk to Marc Gelman,

see what you can find out.

All right, his prison
transfer was approved.

He's on his way here as we speak.

I'll check out this medi-spa with Roman.

You're taking Roman with you?

This case has nothing to do with him.

Pellington called me,

and if we don't start getting
actionable intel out of Roman soon,

he's gonna hand him over to the CIA.

All of Jane's memories
were triggered in the field.

If we want the same for Roman,
we have to get him out there.

This doesn't feel right.

He's one of the architects
for Jane's tattoos.

So letting him follow one
might trigger something big.

Well, then maybe I should
be the one to go with him.

No.

The whole point is to put Roman
into new situations, all right?

Take him out of his comfort zone.

Patterson, keep working on that clue.

Soon as Reade gets in,
bring him up to speed,

partner up and try to track it down.

I'll keep you posted once
I get a time and a place

- for the meet with my source.
- Okay.

We're working on this tattoo separately,

but stay in contact at all times, okay?

Let's move.

Come on, Reade. Come on, pick up.

It's gonna be okay.

This is my chance to prove myself.

And I know I'm not gonna get many more.

Roman, you ready?

Yeah.

Be safe out there.

You, too.

_

I'm sick of worrying about you.

Call me back.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just stupid drama.

I just heard back from Patterson.
Marc Gelman is here in holding.

What do we know about him?

40, owns a shop specializing in
home decor in Greenwich Village.

No priors.

Circumstances around his arrest?

He ran over a 90-year-old woman
crossing the street in the rain.

Connections to Lelantos?

Nada. At least not on paper.

Wait, he hit that poor
woman three months ago.

But the tattoo spelling out his name

was put on your body way before that.

So the car accident's
unrelated to Lelantos.

We need to find out what Gelman was up to

before the accident.

I'm Agent Zapata. This
is my associate Jane.

We have some questions as a
part of an ongoing investigation.

We're looking into a courier service.

I know the best one.

Speedy Ace, same day in Manhattan.

Place your order with me by noon,

get it wrapped and ready
by the end of the day.

Have you ever worked with a
courier by the name of Lelantos?

Doesn't ring a bell.

I mainly deal with Ethan or Ed.

How about this symbol, hmm?

- Have you ever seen it before?
- Wish I could help you.

If you know something,

you'll make it a lot easier
on yourself by talking now.

You know, all your buddies back in prison

know you were moved out.

You wouldn't want them to know
that you were working with the Feds.

Nobody likes a snitch.

If I knew anything, I'd tell you.

Did you see his face
when he saw the tattoo?

Yeah. I hope he's a good designer
because he's a terrible poker player.

- He knows something.
- Yeah.

Look, I'm having my team
look into his finances,

see if we find any red flags.

All right. I'll look into known associates.

Maybe he was connected
to this Lelantos courier

by a third party.

Yeah, cool.

Hey.

What's going on with Reade?

What do you mean?

Well, I took the "A"
train this morning, too,

and it was running just fine.

Is there something we should know?

No, Reade's fine. He just slept in.

I didn't want him to look
bad in front of Weller.

You've never covered up
for somebody you care about?

Look, if he's in some kind of trouble...

He's fine.

Oh.

Take a look at this.

Gelman's got offshore accounts

worth tens of millions of dollars.

That's one successful design business.

Most of the money's flowing
in from an auction house.

It looks like he owns it
through a shell company.

Great way to launder
money. Let's head back in.

No, let's... let's go
straight to the source.

This is kind of nice.

No one yelling, "Tasha, let's move."

No one secretly swiping through
dating apps in the back seat.

Hey, what I said
earlier... wasn't personal.

Roman is still Sandstorm,
even if he can't remember.

It's not that, uh...

Kurt said something this morning.

He warned me to be
careful the guy I'm seeing

doesn't have Sandstorm ties.

Wait, you're seeing someone?

It's not serious, but I like him.

Yeah, well, Kurt has a point.

Sorry, I know that's not
what you want to hear.

How's anyone supposed to have
a life outside of all this?

You're asking the wrong girl.

My grandma always says she
doesn't know what she did

to mess me up so bad.

That's usually after she
tells me my ovaries are dying.

Yeah, she's pretty blunt.

Yeah, I got that.

She and my grandpa went out on two dates

before deciding to get married.

Cut to 55 years later,
they're still together.

So, what's the lesson?

Beats me.

I do background checks before first dates.

I got being single down to a science.

Hmm.

Get the hell out of there! Hurry!

Uh, ladies, I'm so sorry,

but I gotta close up early.

We'll be quick. We're
looking for a rare coin.

Any kind in particular?

Continental coins.

Not a lot of people come looking for those.

Well, my dad's a collector
and his birthday's coming up.

All right, but I really
only have a couple minutes.

I'll show you what I have in storage.

Like I said, there's not a
lot of demand for those coins.

Follow me.

Sorry for the mess.

We're in the middle of doing inventory.

Do you own the auction house?

No, I just manage it.

What the hell is going on?

FBI! Put the guns down!

Uhh!

Uhh!

Aagh! Ohh!

Jane, come on! She went out the back!

What the hell just happened?

She was onto us the minute we brought up

the continental coin.

Do you have eyes on her?

Negative. She's gone.

Lelantos is moving contraband for her.

The question is, what is she dealing in?

_

I am sick of worrying about you.

Call me back.

"Every division is a former union."

Meaning anything divided
must first have been...

together.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Hey, sorry I'm late. I
had a dentist appointment.

I thought it was a subway delay.

Yeah...

Never mind. We gotta go now.

I'll fill you in on the way.

Since there are three
different tattoo leads,

we split up.

Jane and Zapata are digging into Gelman,

Roman and Weller went to the medi-spa,

and we're going to 167 Ash Road,

which belongs to a
70-year-old retiree.

Any priors, connections to Lelantos?

Nothing I can dig up.

Hey, uh... How have you been since...

Fine, fine.

I'm doing all the right stuff, you know?

Yoga, meditation tapes,
seeing Dr. Sun twice a week.

How's that going?

Well, she's pushing me
to acknowledge every...

horrible thought and feeling I have.

She says that you have to own your feelings

before you can break them.

So the idea is to break your feelings?

Our sessions usually end with me sobbing.

I guess... that's part of the process.

You know what you need? A night out.

No, I'm serious. Blow off some steam.

Forget about all the problems, stop
thinking about everything that happened.

I don't think that's
actually going to do anything.

Oh, trust me.

You can talk and think about it all day,

but all that's gonna do
is make you more wound up.

This is the address.

Yeah.

I don't understand. Everything
is in place. We're good to go.

Marc was taken out of jail this morning

and no one knows why.

I think the cops are here, too.

Get the hell out of there.

Hurry!

Ladies, I'm so sorry, but
I gotta close up early.

Sir, do you live here?

Patterson, call it in!

Hey, stop! FBI!

FBI, freeze!

- Hands in the air.
- Please don't shoot.

Hands in the air!

I'm just trying to survive, man.

I'm just doing what I can.

Where I came from...

...what I went through.

I hate myself every day.

Do you know what that feels like?

Go ahead.

I don't wanna live like this.

I don't want to fight
anymore. It's too hard.

The suspect's name was Pablo Gomez.

Naturalized citizen from Mexico.

Worked in a restaurant in Queens.

What about the house?

Renting it under the table.

Hey, thanks for taking that shot earlier.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you okay?

'Cause you... you seemed a little off.

The guy had a concealed weapon.

- I couldn't...
- Okay, I... I just, I know...

I know how hard this job can be

when there's a lot of
other life stuff going on.

And Dr. Sun has...

I don't need to see Dr. Sun.

Like I said before, talking about
your problems doesn't solve them.

We pulled these off Pablo's laptop.

Thank you.

Oh... looks like Pablo
traveled to Mexico...

18 times last year alone.

He must really love the beach.

Maybe also likes hanging out with
the higher-ups of the Estebez Cartel.

- That's their number two.
- Yeah.

All right, so maybe he's
into running drugs or weapons.

Or people.

Pablo recently sponsored work visas

for a dozen Mexican nationals.

Well, if he's bringing
people into the country,

maybe that's where
Lelantos comes into play.

Maybe Lelantos is helping
him move cartel members.

You know what? I found a utility bill.

He's been paying for an
empty building in Queens.

Secret cartel base?

People have been living
here against their will.

All right. I'll update the team.

- _
- Whoa,

APB from Jane and Zapata just came in.

Guess everyone's been running
away from the cops today.

Where are all these people?

And how is this connected to Lelantos?

Shh.

Nas, under no circumstances
are you going alone.

Soon as you get the location
from your inside source,

I'll make sure that you
have full FBI backup.

Kurt, I understand your concern

and I appreciate it,

but this is the biggest lead we've had

since Shepherd disappeared.

I can't risk spooking my Sandstorm source.

I promise you, okay? I'll be careful.

- Okay.
- Look...

And the same goes for you today.

Roman is still a dangerous criminal,

no matter what Jane believes.

So watch your back out there.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry I can't go with you today.

I didn't think Weller was gonna let me out.

Well, he wants to take down
Shepherd as much as we do.

If I don't remember
something out there today...

is that it for me?

Honestly, I don't know.

But we can't keep you
in a cell here forever.

So either I prove myself to be useful,

or they throw me in an even worse hole.

I won't let them take you away from me.

I promise.

It's gonna be okay.

This is my chance to prove myself,

and I know I'm not gonna get many more.

Roman, you ready?

Yeah.

- Be safe out there.
- You too.

I'm sick of worrying about you.

Call me back.

Jane bring you up to speed?

We're after Lelantos,

the mysterious dark web courier.

Patterson found us some cover identities,

so let's go get changed.

Dr. Katz is supposed
to be a miracle worker.

Apparently, there's
a two-year wait-list

to get an appointment
unless you know someone,

or unless you are someone.

A long time to see a doctor.

Well, Patterson got us
to the front of the line.

All right, I'm Chase Frank...

a reclusive... trust fund baby.

Won't the doctor know you're
not the real Chase Frank

when he sees you?

No, he hasn't met him before.

What happens when the real guy shows up?

He's being investigated for tax evasion.

Patterson turned over some hidden assets

with an old friend from the SEC.

So, the IRS is having a field day

in his Park Avenue penthouse.

I'm guessing, from my suit, I'm your...

Bodyguard.

So just act like one.

Keep your eyes peeled, stick close to me.

And don't speak unless spoken to.

Your name is Arnold Edwards.

No weapon for me, I'm assuming.

No.

Just act like you have one.

Our appointment's in an
hour. You almost ready?

Yeah.

Hey, thanks... for doing this.

Bringing me out in the field.

Every tattoo that we solve

gets us a step closer to Shepherd.

Once she's been put away for good,

we can all move on with our lives.

Okay, Arnold Edwards,
you know your backstory?

- I think so.
- All right.

So, how long have you worked for me?

Two years in April.

Before you worked for me,
who else did you work for?

Three years in Northlake
Security, Marines before that.

What's your middle name?

Trick question, I have two. Shawn Charles.

Very good. Memory's not that bad.

Here we are.

Patterson just sent me
the plans to the medi-spa.

"Authorized personnel only."

So... my guess is

we gotta get in there.

You're security, open the door.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Welcome. You must be Chase.

Yes. Hello.

And you are?

He's my personal security.

Have a seat, please.

So, you collect coins?

It was a gift.

Let me tell you a little
about what we do here.

We're a holistic practice,

meaning we believe good health

comes from a strong body and mind.

We offer full body scans,
psychological work-ups

and personalized meal plans.

That sounds very good.

Well, a lot of patients rebel

when I tell them they
have to give up poisons

like beer and sweets,

but they always thank me in the end.

I can't help but notice your scar.

May I ask how you got it?

I don't know.

Physical scars often indicate
deep emotional ones as well.

If you'd like, one of our
trained psychologists could...

What does this have to do with anything?

Please. I don't mean to upset you.

You see this and you think
you know everything about me?

No, no, let him go.

Let him go, Arnold. Let him go.

- Oh, God.
- S-Sorry.

I-I don't know what came over him.

Well, why don't you show
them to the meditation space?

Okay. Doctor. Heh.

Thank you.

Sir, come with me?

Yes, thank you.

This way.

What the hell is wrong with you?

You could have just
compromised this whole mission.

The secure door. Now we can get in.

That was out of line.

But nice work.

APB... from Jane and Tasha.

You recognize her?

No, but at least their part of the tattoo

is leading somewhere.

All right, let's go.

All right.

Roman, keep an eye out.

_

It's Weller.

It's Reade and Patterson.

Tasha and Jane, too.

You got me, too.

Hey, Marjory Ellis, the woman from our APB,

has been laundering millions
out of an auction house.

- Any idea what for?
- Not yet.

But she has heavy protection.

Just tried to have us killed.

If these tattoos are connected,
it could be cartel-related.

That address led us to a guy
with ties to the Estebez family.

Yeah, well, it might be drug money.

Possibly, but now we're
standing in a warehouse

our dead suspect was paying for

and the cots all have chains on the beds.

And all these people are missing.

Any idea who they are?

Our suspect sponsored

dozens of work visas
for Mexican nationals.

Looks like it might've been

an elaborate scheme to traffic people.

Done.

This doctor's got a cabinet full
of cyclosporine and tacrolimus.

Wait, those are anti-rejection meds.

For organ transplants.

So this isn't just a medi-spa.

_

They're doing the transplants here.

Missing people are being
sold for their organs.

So that's how Dr. Katz
performed his miracles.

Makes sense why someone would
hire Lelantos to move them.

Weller.

It's the woman from the APB.

Marjory Ellis is there?

Call you back.

Come on.

We have to pack up! It's over.

They won't be able to pin anything on us.

The best thing to do is
cooperate with the authorities.

Are you insane?! You...

You're gonna put all of
this on me, aren't you?

Calm down.

I'm not going to let you sell me out!

- Marjory!
- Get your hands off of me!

He's gone. We gotta find Marjory.

FBI.

Drop your weapon...

All right, just got off with NYPD.

No sign of Weller or
Roman at the medi-spa,

but the undercover car's
still parked at the lot.

They never would have
turned their phones off.

All right, these are the files
Weller uploaded to the cloud.

Dozens of Dr. Katz's
patients are on the wait-list

for the national donor registration.

Katz was bypassing the wait-list

and performing black market
transplants for his rich patients.

Wait.

Dr. Katz made a wire transfer
in the amount of $320,000

to one of Marjory's hidden
accounts this morning.

He was paying for a
fresh shipment of people.

The missing people from the warehouse.

Well, that lines up with chatter about

Lelantos moving goods in New York.

Marjory is tying up loose ends,

so she might be trying to get rid of them.

If we track them, then we may
have a chance at catching her

and saving the innocent people.

And getting Weller and Roman back.

Okay, this is from my source.

He's given me coordinates on a dead drop.

- It's way out of town.
- We got this.

I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?

Keep me in the loop.

There were three clues from my tattoo,

and one pointed directly at Marc Gelman.

He's gotta know more than he's letting on.

He could help us find Weller and Roman.

Organ trafficking ring?

We have a money trail
a mile long to prove it.

I don't know what to tell you.

Found this on Marjory's hard drive.

We're in a relationship.
What does that prove?

That you had your girlfriend
running your operation

while you were behind bars.

Marjory killed one of
your clients, Dr. Katz.

What?

What are these?

Offshore accounts in Marjory's name only.

You had her open these accounts

so you wouldn't raise any red flags.

No, no. No, I didn't. No. I swear.

Okay, I believe you.

You didn't know Marjory was
keeping the business running

and holding the profits for herself.

I trusted her. I loved her.

But she never had your back.
She was in it for the money.

Are you really willing to
risk a life in prison for her?

How could she do this?

You have a lot of blood on your hands.

But now's your chance to save lives.

Where would she have taken the people?

I don't know.

Unless she arranged another sale.

To who?

Think, Marc. Who would she call?

There were these buyers, Ukrainians.

They were the only ones that
Marjory dealt with directly.

She knows the language.

Okay, where do the deals go down?

Route 23, the truck depot past exit 15.

Anything else you want to tell us?

Lelantos...

he'll be driving the truck.

Don't underestimate him.

They threw me in that room!
They threw me in there!

Roman, calm down.

I saw the orphanage.

Roman, look at me. Look at me!

All right, just calm down.

You're not there. You're
not in the orphanage.

You want to see your sister
again, just listen to me. Okay?

You're not helpless anymore. All right?

We can get out of here.

We can save all these people.

But I need your help, okay?

We have to do it together.

Okay.

We need to find something
to get out of here.

_

_

_

_

You speak Spanish?

I guess so.

Come on. Now, hurry up.
We don't have much time.

_

_

All right, spread out. Stay on comms.

Use caution. Two of
our guys are in the mix.

_

_

She took the money.

FBI! Freeze!

Beta team, get those
hostages out of that truck!

Come on, let's go!

I've got Marjory!

I've got Lelantos!

Uhh!

Agh!

Uhh!

Reade! Tasha!

She's headed toward the highway! That way!

On it!

Roman! Roman!

Look at me.

You guys get Marjory?

No, I lost her heading north.

I need a little bit more info, Tash.

I think she's headed
toward the fueling station.

Ah!

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hey, how are you feeling?

I'm fine. How's Roman doing?

Oh, he'll be okay, thanks to you.

Heh. You know, he wasn't
half-bad company today.

Oh, yeah?

I think I kind of like him.

Well, just play it cool. You
don't want to come on too strong.

Hey, uh...

You know what I said to you this morning

- about that guy that you're seeing?
- Kurt, you don't have to...

No, I do.

Look, you need to be cautious, we all do.

But that doesn't mean you
have to assume the worst.

So you think I should give him a chance?

Well, that's... that's up to you.

You always look for the best in people.

I wouldn't want you to change that.

It's one of my favorite things about you.

Thank you.

Close call out there.

Yeah, I'm just finishing
up my work on Marc Gelman.

Hope he enjoys supermax.

Yeah.

Well, he probably never imagined

that his girlfriend would
be the reason he'd go down.

Nope.

I think you were right.

Could you do a background check on Oliver?

You sure?

Yeah. I mean...

hopefully, there's nothing,

but at least I'll know.

Okay, what's his name?

- Oliver Kind.
- Birthday.

November 6, 1979.

Huh. Okay.

I have a court document that says

that he changed his name 12 years ago.

Why would he do that?

Lots of people change their
names. Don't jump to conclusions.

Would you jump to conclusions?

Yeah, but that's why I'm single.

Right.

How's your wrist?

Hurts like hell.

Try this.

Dr. Katz is full of
crap. Beer's good for you.

You did good today.

Nice work.

I didn't remember anything new.

Just the same old
nightmares from my childhood.

Sorry to hear that, Roman.

And I speak a little Spanish.

I know you're all counting on me...

but part of me hopes I
never remember anything else.

I don't want to know what
else I had to live through.

What else Shepherd made me do.

There are a few things from my childhood...

I wish I could just forget.

I know what it's like...

to have a parent that wasn't there

when you needed them to be.

The feeling that you always
have to fend for yourself.

No kid should ever have
to grow up like that.

Hey.

Hey, you going to this
drink thing at Weller's?

Yeah.

Need a ride?

No.

You were a split second away
from getting killed today.

Yeah, I know, I can't
thank you enough, man.

Let me finish.

It would have been your own fault.

What?

I know you're using.

What?

I don't know how bad it is, but I know.

Before you say anything else stupid,

maybe you should go home.

This morning, your pupils were dilated.

You were anxious and irritable.

You've been showing up late for work

and lying about it, and today...

you nearly got killed
because you were unfocused.

How the hell do you think
you know anything about me

or what I'm going through?

I have a brother.

I don't really talk about him.

But he almost died
because of his addiction,

and he's still not well.

And whenever the phone rings
in the middle of the night,

I think it's finally the call.

I'm sorry about your brother...

but I was off today because I was tired.

That's it. So maybe we need to stop

and just pretend that we
never had this conversation.

You need help.

And you need to stop projecting
and deal with your own issues

because you don't know what
the hell you're talking about.

Hey.

Sorry I'm late. I had to stop

at two places to get everything.

Oh, that's all right.

- Mm.
- Hmm...

What's for dinner?

We are having pan-seared barramundi

flown in from Queensland.

You do know I'm a horrible cook, right?

- All you need to do is eat.
- Mmm.

Well, I think I can manage that.

I was thinking, uh, there's something

I've been wanting to ask you.

- Will you open that?
- Um...

Did you... change your name?

You looked into me. I don't understand.

You were the one who said you
didn't want to talk about the past.

I don't push you on your mysterious tattoos

or where you go all day.

Why you live in this apartment with
practically no personal belongings.

I know, I'm...

So it's not okay for me to ask a
question, but you can go digging.

There are circumstances.

And what exactly are those circumstances?

Right. You don't want to talk about it.

I'm gonna go.

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