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Previously onSEAL Team...

This piece of trash is
with al-Sham Brigade.

It appears our
enemy has arrived.

Says his name is Hamal.

Claims he saved them
from al-Sham snipers.

Over here, uh, messing with
your stem cell schedule?

Yeah, I missed
one treatment already.

But you know, look, I'm good.

If I can attach a BLE
sniffer to Hamal's phone...

The next time the IP pings,

we'll know if they're
in the vicinity.

And if they are, then we...

We got the group that
hit the Crampton.

Maybe we should cut down on
Brian's hours at daycare.

With you at work and-and
Brian places to be,

I just... I feel like I'm
not pulling my weight.

My love, you're
focusing on yourself

and your recovery.

All you gotta do is
walk in the building

that al-Sham's strongholding,
all right? It's easy.

You're in, you're out.

We're giving that kid a chance
to earn his freedom, okay?

Freedom Hayes already agreed to.

We were sent here
to avenge the deaths

of 20 Americans, you understand?

Oh, my God. oh, my
God. Oh, my God!

Brian? It's okay. It's okay.

It's just... the s... The
smart-sock, it fell off.

It's fine. It's a false alarm.

I had everything under control.

Nothing in his phone's
gonna give him away, right?

Not as long as he
keeps it in his pocket.

He did it. The IPs
are populating.

What's this guy doing?

Walk away, kid.
Come on, a long walk.

Your team.

Your call.

You're
listening to binaural audio therapy

for brain plasticity.

Let the entrancing soundscape
aid your cognitive functioning,

memory, and relaxation.

- Thank you for believing in me.
- Okay.

Oh,
what the fuck?

Leave it all in the
customer satisfaction survey

- when we check out.
- All right.

Is this house haunted, or
were you up all night, Jace?

I heard the
floorboards creaking

with that sharky-ass
signature of yours.

And you left the
sandwich stuff out.

Man, I ever tell you guys
about my paranormal experience

at my Grand-Ninny's house?

I was up. Didn't eat.

If your brain can't remember
it, the carbs don't count.

Mess was mine. I was up, too.

The two of you in a low hover,

- and you didn't bump into each other?
- Stop.

Yeah, I usually sleep well.

The last few nights
since that op,

sending Hamal back in the
lion's den, not so much.

I spent the night scanning
ISIS and al-Sham chatter,

but it was a wash.

No mention of the
Cramptonattack.

We've been poking around in
Syria for the past two weeks,

and we haven't still
figured out who the hell

blasted our ship. I
mean, come on, man.

I'd much rather be back
home right now helping Clay.

Look, the task we had Hamal
do for us could still pay off.

Those cell phones
he put on our radar,

they are live, and
we are tracking 'em,

so the next time we get a
hit on the weapons buyer's IP

that we came here chasing,

we'll see if those cell
phones are near it.

And that's gonna tell us
if the militia's the group

that hit the
Cramptonor not, period.

How long are we
gonna wait to say it?

Tearing up that
kid's golden ticket,

tossing him to the wolves,

that Hail Mary fell short.

No one's happy about what
happened to Hamal in there.

-We did it.
-I did it. It was my call, all right?

You got a fucking
problem with that?

And
it wasn't for nothing. Hold up.

Take a look at this.

That is the IP used to
purchase the rockets

that hit the Crampton.
It just popped up.

Brigade's cell phones that Hamal

helped us track
down all around it.

That just fucking confirms
right there, right,

that the militia
attacked the USS Crampton

and killed 20 American sailors.

We finally got some
payback in our crosshairs,

now that we know
who we're after.

- That's right.
- And where they live.

Concentration of the cell phones
in this little two-block area

of a town called Ajami says
that that's the hornets' nest.

Look at those little fuckers
swarming around there.

That is a whole lot of evil
in a cul-de-sac of suck.

What, you think the
shot-callers are there, too?

On us to find out.

Mm-hmm.

We need to go all in on recon.

Rotate two-man teams
to surveil that area.

Turn cell phones into
names, faces, and ranks.

But the Brigade owns
that neighborhood.

All eyes in it belong to them

and will be watching
for outsiders.

We loop Dev Group in
on what we uncover

and let the intel crew
help us see the matrix.

We build out the org chart,

see who's at the top
of the food chain.

That's our man,
al-Sham's ace of spades,

Jamar Yasiri.

Syrian national who
cut a bloody path

through the ranks in Afghanistan

for the past decade
before settling back here.

Hitting a U.S. ship
1,000 miles away,

that's a page out
of UBL or Zarqawi,

take your local terror global.

Ooh, homeboy's ambitious.

We, uh, we got an address
for this shitheel?

Davis's team is working
on it right now.

And when we get it,
Yasiri's gonna learn

that payback is a motherfucker.

Babe, that's great!

That means the center
could be opened up

sooner than we thought.

Ah. All right.

I love you, too.

Yeah.

My baby.

Good news?

Yeah.

Badass wife macheted through
the Navy financial red tape

on this project
we're working on.

Couple of me-first
frogmen make a few bucks

off their Tridents, the
rest of us get cavity checks

every time we open
a credit card.

This is your, uh, vet center?

I heard about that.

Yeah. Yeah, we got a space,

we're staffing up.

Could
be open in a month.

Unreal.

- Something you always wanted to do?
- No.

Not really.

But I went through some
things that lit the fire.

I've been meaning to
ask you about that.

I mean, you're a
legend in the teams.

First frogman ever taken.

Right.

That.

I mean, it's gotta be hard
for you to be back here

in Syria, no?

Shit, I can't even eat
at the same Thai spot

my ex and I loved.

Sorry. Not my business.

No.

No, you know what?

Uh... It's okay.

Um...

it had crossed my mind.

But the... the place

that they had me captive
in the end, Tartus...

- it's a long way away from here.
- Mm.

But, uh...

it's never that
far away from me.

Yeah, some things
you never shake.

I'm good now, though.

But for a minute there,

it felt like I had
been broken in half

and put together crooked,
you know?

But you went
straight back to operating.

Didn't know
what else to do.

Yeah, who does?

Yeah.

Ray.

Yo.

I need to
talk to you, man.

- Up here.
- All right.

What's up?

Now he's grilling you
about your captivity.

Really?

That was you playing
lifeguard. I did not need that.

He is asking you questions

about when you were
operating and struggling.

What if he catches wind
about you freezing up

when Brock needed you that day?

And here I was, hoping
that your paranoia

about Omar was simmering down.

Ray, you have more
to lose than I do.

If he blows the whistle about
you playing hurt, then what?

You lose your bird, your
pension, your vet center.

Everything, up in smoke, gone.

Omar has been at
this long enough

to know none of us
are in mint condition.

He is not gonna dime anyone out.

Shh, shh. Stop.

Just don't give him
the ammo, all right?

We deal with Yasiri,

then when we get back
home, we deal with Omar.

You'll be jumping in two sticks.

Four per stick.

Now, the plane will
racetrack for ten minutes

until the first jumpers are
confirmed in the drop zone.

Both sticks will go on bag
at my 20-minute warning.

Hey, I already checked
those reserve flaps.

Hey. You think I'm
not doing my job?

Trust me, man, I've seen
what the fuck can go wrong

with a reserve chute.

Okay? I don't need
you checking my work.

- Spenser, easy...
- Shut your mouth, Karlson.

Hey, protocol is two inspectors
check the gear, Spenser.

What the hell's got you on tilt?

Take a seat, the rest
of us will handle this.

You've reached Clay.
You know what to do.

What's all this?

Uh, just trying to
create something.

Clay's medkit got
blown clean off him

right before I got to him,

and I ended up
having to use mine,

and that is no bueno.

So, what are you thinking?

I think if I could
flatten it all out

and stretch out my blow kit

and put it under my
ballistic plate...

Actually, that's a
pretty smart idea, Sonny.

Why does every damn
compliment I ever get

always start with "actually"?

Look, I'm the one guy
who's always been saying

you're more than just a shooter.

Yeah, you've always seen my
potential way before I did.

I mean, you did
draft me, after all.

Yeah. Yeah.

Actually, I got stuck
with the last pick, so...

Hey, so, uh, what
Clay went through...

You're, uh, just... Trying
to help the next guy.

Something to do
between cracking skulls

and getting back to help Clay.

You hear from him?
You know, I...

I tried texting him.
I didn't hear back.

No, no, I... I haven't
heard from him, either.

But, you know,
uh... you know Clay.

- He's just probably busy, or...
- Yeah, I mean,

between Green Team
and his family,

he's got a lot on his plate.

Once there's a check-in
from Echo Team,

- I want to vet their Caracas package.
- Yes, ma'am.

Lieutenant, I've got
something on Syria.

Thank you.

It's still unclear why
a local Syrian militia

ventures to the coast of Turkey
to attack our ship, but...

"Why" comes after
"who" and "where."

What do we have on Yasiri?

FRS identified this
man as having been born

in the same tiny
village as Yasiri.

Close in age, must go
way back with the boss.

Well, if anybody's
getting face time

with Yasiri, it'd be him.

And this building he went
into three times last week,

check out these
cell phone patterns.

Two times, a cell phone
goes into that building,

and minutes after emerging,

initiates a down-network
cascade of communications.

What's that sound like to you?

Soldiers getting their orders.

My money says the man that's
giving them is in there.

Yeah.

Ah. Yo, I need a team

to get eyes on a
possible HVT location.

Well, all right.
I'll roll with Sonny.

Well, yeah, you see,
Sonny's on a supply run

with Brock and Trent, and
I gotta hold it down here.

- So, that just leaves...
- Me and Omar.

Awkward car rides are
a small price to pay

for a shot at our white whale.

- Yep.
- Yep.

Way you swooped in
when Ray was telling me

about his captivity...

You weren't protecting
him from me, were you?

- Ray can take care of himself.
- Check.

But he must have
needed it back then.

I mean, kitting right back up
after what he went through?

He must have leaned
hard on the whole team.

Had to have been some moments
you all had to carry him.

Look, despite whatever
noise you heard

about my time at Foxtrot,
I want you to know,

I would have carried Ray, too.

Do it for any teammate.

What happened with
Foxtrot at the end there?

I heard you and Hancock were
like water and oil, huh?

Yeah,
whatever our issues,

they were personal,
never tactical.

Right, so you saved the
tactical questions for me.

Thanks.

Like I said about Hamal...

Your team, your call.

Look, what happened
to Clay, you know,

with what he went through,
and any way to keep my guys

out of the fire, I'll take that.

Just... sending
in Hamal was, uh,

the least terrible option.

Just wish it turned out better.

War got that kid.

Wasn't you. And that
call put us here.

That's him. That's
Yasiri, right there.

Holy shit.

Yo, we could take him right now.

Are there... are there
any other enemy with him?

I'm only seeing the
one. Shit, let's move.

We'll pull up,
get the drop on the guard,

throw Yasiri in the
truck, and we're gone.

- Hold up.
- No, no, no, we gotta move.

- He's gonna go back inside.
- Stop the truck.

What?

We've been made. Get
us the fuck outta here.

No. We're clean, let's do this.

I said we're
fucking made. We're made.

Get us the fuck outta here, now.

The hell happened out there?

- Confirmed Yasiri's location.
- Yeah.

Asshat was right in
front of us, we had him.

No shit. Y'all move on him?

Yeah, we couldn't. Got burned.

My ass, we were.

Civilian saw us, ran off,

set up a flag. Had to bail.

Civilian? It was
a clueless kid.

We were clear.

Why don't you say what
really went down out there?

You don't trust me.

Whether it's new-guy
bullshit or Foxtrot rumors,

when it came time to execute,
you didn't think I could,

and so you pulled the
ripcord. Fuck this.

Shit.

Well, guess that one-on-one
with Omar didn't go so well.

I really thought we
were burned, Ray.

HVT in your sights
and you stand down?

That is a new look for you.

It's my head.

It's my head.

I had my sights on Yasiri,
and the whole world

just dropped out underneath me.

Ringing in my skull,
vertigo, tinnitus,

the whole fucking thing, man.

That's textbook symptoms.

I couldn't put Omar at risk
knowing I was compromised.

- There's no way.
- And you couldn't tell him why,

and you couldn't let
him take the lead.

Yeah. Anyone else
out there with me,

I would have been
able to do it, but...

Fuck.

Jace, right now, bigger picture

is even the people you trust,
they don't know what happened.

As far as any of 'em know,
you think Omar's shaky.

And if Bravo 1 thinks...

Look, if we don't get
another, uh, another shot here

at Yasiri, Command's gonna
start asking questions

that I do not want
Omar to answer.

We gotta put all of our energy
into finding this dirtbag, Ray.

Jace, right now,

the way you got everybody
eyeballing Omar,

mission success is no guarantee.

I mean, before we roll
anywhere, the rest of the team

has to know that Omar
is a good piece of gear.

Come on, man.

So, it was just you, the
admiral, and the president?

Oh, I was quaking in
my junior grade shoes.

Had no business being there.

But the admiral
I was working for

was a tremendous mentor.

Oh, gosh, it's so nice to
find someone like that, ma'am.

Yes. POTUS...
looked at me

and asked a question he
often asks of colleagues.

"What keeps you up at night?"

That's not rhetorical.

Oh.

Well, honestly, ma'am,

lately it's worry that
the US Cramptonattack

has drawn us into
yet another quagmire

that necessitates
high-risk, low-impact ops.

Considering the recent
history of Syria,

certainly worthy
of some lost sleep.

- And you?
- Oh.

The stakes of it all.

How failing to have a full
view of the playing field,

or gauge the proper response

could cause geopolitical
repercussions

that last a generation or more.

Well, after our lunch, I'm
trying to have a fuller view

of the playing field.

You were right, of course;

I'll have a far bigger
impact on our committee

by figuring out
how my objectives

align with my colleagues.

I've found it's always
easier to sell my ideas

when I'm not wearing
them on my sleeve.

I didn't realize I
was selling anything,

just arguing for
what I feel is right.

Well, a dose of Madison
Avenue won't hurt your cause,

now that you got the K
Street schmoozing down,

inviting me here.

I'm here because
I believe in you.

I know you'll fight like
hell for what you care about.

I want to arm you for that.

I am so sorry, ma'am.

I am needed back at work.

Thank you for this.

Go turn that
insomnia into action.

This is why we normally
put it in his crib

when it comes out
of the laundry.

Well, we have time
to find it now

while he's asleep.

Well, you don't want to
hear him wake up screaming

because he doesn't
have his favorite doll.

- What are we searching for?
- Brian's stuffed duck.

Oh-ho-ho, yeah, no, we
need to find that one.

Sooner rather than
later, if possible.

Is your leg hurting, babe?
You can sit, we got it.

My leg is fine.

There, it's between the
couch and the table there.

- Ah.
- Oh.

- Honey...
- I had it.

- I had it.
- I'm paid to help.

With Brian, not me.

You know what, thank
you so much, Mia,

I think we got it. Everything
else was good today?

- Yeah, he was hungry.
- Oh, good.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow.

- Okay.
- Appreciate it.

Mia's really great
with Brian, right?

I'm sure you two are gonna
get on the same page soon.

Yeah, it's fine.
I'm rolling with it.

I'm just trying to take some
of the pressure off of you.

Between Green Team
and your recovery,

you're just... You're
juggling so much.

How was work?

Your Green Teamers still excited

to have a world-class
door-hitter

showing them the way?

Got nothing to prove to them.

Work was work.

That's all I get?

You realize you were a
lot more chatty with me

about your work day when
it was in actual violation

of national security?

I'm sorry that my career
change has been so hard on you.

I...

I feel like you've
really been struggling

the last few weeks.

Are you missing Bravo?

I'm sure that you are.

Being with Green Team is
not like being with them.

But...

When you took time
off for your family,

you knew it would
be different, right?

I need
to get some air.

Son of a bitch.

I was worried it was
about Jason's head.

Just wish I was the
one backstopping him.

But you know Omar is
rock-solid in the field, right?

Yeah, of course he is,

'cause you don't get to 2IC
by pissing down your leg.

You know, besides,
I kinda like Omar.

Just don't tell Jace that.

Well, see, that's the problem.

Jason's inability to bring
Omar into the circle of trust,

it just... it hurts Bravo
inside and outside the wire.

Yeah, and missing
our shot with Yasiri,

Command's gonna start
asking questions

if we don't get
another crack at him.

Yeah, make it even
more important

that he shows Omar all his
cards sooner than later.

Okay, well, my two cents:

Jason has been more
Jason than usual lately.

All right? Now, we force
him to try and trust Omar,

it's just gonna backfire on us.

We all know what happens
when Bravo 1 gets cornered.

This place is bad
enough without that.

Perry.

Yes, sir.

We'll dig right into this
new package right away.

Our Batphone just rang.

Looks like we're about to
put on our action tights.

Intercepted communications
from cell phones

within Yasiri's circle indicate
that he has changed locations.

He is now believed
to be at a property

near the border city of Suluk.

I'll punch his ticket
to wherever he is,

change of address don't matter.

His reasons for
being there might.

Intel says that he plans
on using the location

as a base to launch an offensive

against a nearby ISIS compound.

We're gonna hit an
HVT at his own base?

Oh, sure, step into a
fully-revved war machine,

but a tweenage civilian
scares us off. That tracks.

It is unclear what type of force
he will have at this compound.

But Yasiri is elusive enough

that we may never get
another shot at him.

Well, we'll take this one.

- Damn straight.
- No, hold up.

With the unknowns we're
facing on this op,

there is absolutely
no room for mistrust

or miscommunication.

All right. Let's
hammer it out now.

Anyone have doubts
about me, speak up.

Look, repping the Trident for
15 years speaks for itself.

We all trust you
outside the wire.

Besides, rolling up against
a war machine like this,

we're gonna need the extra
help you hooked us up with.

This man Yasiri is
preparing to attack ISIS,

and you ask us to help stop him?

The irony is not lost
on us either, Commander,

but this is the best
way to cut the head off

of the al-Sham Brigade snake.

One snake in a nest of many.

They are striking each other.

Why put my soldiers
between their fangs?

Bravo will be the
tip of the spear.

Your troops will
be in good hands.

They're in my hands.

What happens to
them, I'm the one

whose heart carries it.

Right, Master Chief?

I agree with you.

Good leader always
puts the safety

of his warriors
first, but inaction

comes at a price, too.

What if you were
able to take out ISIS

before it even became ISIS?

If you could wipe out
all that bloodshed?

- This enemy is not ISIS.
- Give it time.

- You believe that?
- Mm-hmm.

Enough for me to
risk their lives?

Look, I know you'd do
anything to protect them.

But what we do today

could protect them
for years to come.

They're in.

The Hayes magic works again.

For all we know, the
Brigade owns the whole area.

Enemy staging inside

might not be the only
ones we're up against.

Sonny, Brock, stay
back with YPJ,

be the blocking force. On me.

Copy, boss. This way.

No sign of the HVT.

All right, let's move, we got
two more buildings to clear.

Move, Yezda, move, move!

Shit, Yasiri's squirting.

Bravo 3, this is Mako 1.

Our HVT is moving to a vehicle

on the green side
of Building Two.

You have eyes on?

Negative, 1, we're taking
heavy fire down here.

My dance card's full!

Fuck, we're losing him again!

Bravo 3, hold tight,
we're going after the HVT.

Hurry back! We can't fight

this daddy-daughter
dance-off forever.

What the hell is
he stopping for?

Bravo 1, this is Mako
1. Why the slowdown?

HVT vehicle has come to a stop.

Incoming!

Yasiri's gone, Jace.

Oh. Come on.

What the fuck was that, an RPG?

Moving too fast, came
screaming in from above.

Fucking kidding me,
a fucking drone?

A drone with that payload?

Where'd Yasiri get
his hands on that?

You mean, on those.

Better get the fuck
off target, boys.

Bravo 3, this is 1, we're
headed back to your pos.

Coming in hot with
armed UAVs above.

Find a piece of cover.

I really hope you're
hallucinating.

Try to make a run for
it in these vehicles,

the eye in the sky will
just keep following.

They're not gonna
stop hunting us.

Oh!

Oh, motherfucker!

Drones are zeroing in.
We're about to get eaten up!

Ray, top of that
building. GCS equipment?

Yasiri was based out of
here for his attack on ISIS.

- It might be his TOC.
- Could be where the drone pilots are.

- Long shot at best, Jace.
- It's all we got right now.

If the drone pilots
are in there,

it's the last place
they'll strike.

Trent, Omar, Brock.
With Ray, move!

- The hell did that come from?
- Down there on the left.

They were piloting
the drones from here.

Yeah, pilots heard us
coming, covered their tracks,

detonating any SSE we
could have grabbed.

Not the typical MO
of street thugs.

Mako 1, we got heavy
gun making late entry out here.

Need more shooters.

Let's move. Ray, move.

You stopped the drones, but
we are running out of cover.

- We need to take out that gun!
- No shit, we're trying.

- What about air support?
- Enemy has too many assets.

When's the last
time you said that?

- I need to do something!
- Stay in the fight.

We survive this, we'll
be able to exfil.

Inaction has a price, too.

Commander, there are
more enemy inbound.

We can't stay here.

- Where the hell are you going?
- Commander!

It's the way it must be!

Enemy's moving on her!

Keep them pinned down.

She's Winchester! We
gotta help her out!

- They're gonna take her alive.
- She won't let them.

Christ! Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no! Hey! Hey!

Back, get back, get back!

Listen, she did that
to protect all of you.

She did that to protect
all of you, okay?

Don't mess it up! Get in.

Move! Move!

Move!

Sir.

Gentlemen.

I just heard what happened
on Bravo's Yasiri op.

I feel sick.

No one imagined
that al-Sham Brigade

possessed UAV
airstrike capabilities.

Well, I should have. If
I had been more focused

- on their target package...
- You did your job.

We can't see around
every corner.

But there were signs
that the Brigade

is playing on a different level
than other regional militias.

Start with the fact that
they went international

to hit the Crampton.

It's hard to draw a line
from that to the idea

that they'd have
100-million-dollar drones.

Yes. So, there's
only one answer

that makes any sense.

They didn't have those weapons.
Someone else provided them.

Who?

Someone using the
Brigade as a proxy force.

The Syrian regime, or
one of the other hands

in the pot over there...
Russia, Turkey, Iran.

If there is a larger
force at play,

it's doing more than
just providing weapons.

It's winning the
information game as well.

What the hell does that mean?

Al-Jazeera reported
that the drone strikes

that tore up that city
were executed by the U.S.,

including the one that
took out the building

with ten children in it.

The failed op,

the black eye of
that fake news...

Command's hand has been forced.

You've come to pay honor.
That is noble of you.

Yezda, we can't tell you how
sorry we are for your loss.

A warrior.

We owe our
lives to her sacrifice.

Commander Nouri, she
was a true leader.

Yes, she
always looked after us

instead of herself.

We will celebrate her
today, sing her name out

as she joins the
convoy of martyrs.

And then, we will
truly honor her.

With you by our side,
we will slay the animals

that took her from us.

I'm afraid we can't
do that. Uh...

What do you mean?

You can find Yasiri again.

We're getting pulled back
to the States tomorrow.

You are leaving us?

Yezda, look, I know
it's a shit end

to the deal, okay?

It was up to us, you'd
be our ride-or-die.

Commander warned us...

the Americans would
only let us down.

It's not our call.

Politics. I'm sorry.

Your master's whistling,
you go running.

You are no warriors.

You should not be here.

Hey.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Where's Mia?

I told her not to come today.

Why?

Don't worry.
Brian's still alive.

Mm, we could interview
other options.

If you want, we
can talk about it.

It doesn't matter who's here.

I'm sorry, then I'm
not understanding

what the... what the issue is.

You don't trust me
with my own son.

Why-why would you say
something like that?

Look, I-I saw the way that
you looked at me that night,

when his monitor was
going off, and you thought

that because of my leg, I wasn't
gonna be able to help him,

- I was just gonna let him...
- That was not what I was thinking.

- Of course it was.
- No, it wasn't.

Why else would you have
someone here babysitting me?

I'm trying to make
things easier for you.

Just fucking be honest
with me, seriously!

Great.

Look, I have overcome
every obstacle

that I've ever faced in my
life, and now all of a sudden,

people just that I'm incapable
of the simplest shit.

Honey, I'm just
trying to help you.

- No one's trying...
- I don't need your help, okay?

Or Mia's, or some
asshole at Green Teams.

- Or Sonny's.
- What?

Yeah, he-he left me a message.

He said he's been trying
to reach you for a week,

and he hasn't heard from you,

and that he's worried about you.

So, you can't be honest
with me, but you and Sonny

can conspire behind my back?

No one is conspiring
behind your back.

I haven't even talked to him.

Hear what I'm saying.
Can we just...

What are you doing?

Clay, what are you
doing? Don't go.

What are you doing?

Stop.

Oh, no, no. No, seriously.

It's okay, baby. It's
all right, Mommy's here.

Stop it. Honey, stop.

I don't know what
you're doing right now,

but please, don't do that.

- Where are you going?
- He's the one who needs you.

Don't go.

Clay, don't go!

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