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♪ How did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ And where in the world did I ever go wrong? ♪

♪ If I took the time to replace ♪

♪ what my mind erased

♪ I still feel as if I'm here but I'm gone ♪

♪ porched up in a rocking chair ♪

♪ with my feet all bare

♪ rolling my blunt in a cigar wrap ♪

♪ live an adolescent mind

♪ never do take the time

♪ waiting for my high quiet as it's kept ♪

♪ how did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ And where in the world did I ever go wrong? ♪

♪ If I took the time to replace ♪

♪ what my mind erased

♪ I still feel as if I'm here but I'm gone ♪

♪ mama told me I was best

♪ argue and punch in my chest

♪ son now be strong let me take you home ♪

♪ I'd see in her eyes so sincere ♪

♪ screaming what got me here

♪ standing in the world with my mind all blown ♪

♪ how did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ I still feel as if I'm here but I'm gone ♪♪

[Theme music]

My man, you better keep your head up.

Homegirl is on a warpath.

Well, what is it this time?

Who knows? But she's got something stuck somewhere.

Well, not to worry. I got her handled, alright?

[Phone rings]

Yeah? Torres.

Hey, Coop, I was just on my way up to...

[Suspenseful music]

What do you want us to do?

I got it.

We'll take care of it.

What's going on?

There's a hostage situation.

Where?

In Cooper's office.

You know, I'm really not clear on how you think this is gonna

help your son, Mr. Briggs.

NYPD does not respond well to terrorism.

You think I wanted this?

I had no choice.

And I know how crazy that makes me sound.

But I'm not a terrorist, ma'am.

Well, you're the one with the explosives

so you'll forgive me if I can't agree.

My boy dies tonight, so forgive me if I'm desperate.

What would you do?

Well, I can't say, but certainly,

taking innocent lives wouldn't be part of my plan.

My boy is innocent

and everybody's gonna know that

before I'm through here today.

[Instrumental music]

J.c.: Get these folks out of here. Come on, listen.

Everybody out! Everybody out! Let's go!

Hey, hey, somebody run this down for me, please.

Earl Briggs came in this morning,

he had an appointment with the lieutenant.

He came strapped with explosives.

He's prepared to go all the way.

Does anybody know why?

His son, Tyrell Briggs is scheduled

to be executed at midnight.

- He wants the case reopened. - Come on.

He says if his son dies, then Cooper dies.

That gives us just over 14 hours.

How real is this threat?

I mean, is there any chance he's bluffing?

Doubtful, word it that he's a supervisor

for a demolition squad at a construction company.

And a bottle of tovex is missing.

Two of you, get your ass upstairs, talk to the kid.

We'll hook him up by phone.

Maybe the kid cares enough about his father,

try to talk him out, go.

I'll be there.

How about the evacuation?

Civilian employees have already been sent home.

Perps from holding at central booking.

I don't... I want you to check the kid's files,

see if there are already discrepancies.

We're already on it.

Tyrell had a partner in crime,

Kenny norwood, served five years upstate.

Now as free as a bird.

Five years? It'll kind of light.

Tommy: To say the least.

He now works at some

computer company as a programmer.

I guess you could say he's rehabilitated.

You're checking for background info

not making a bust, right, detective?

Right. Let's go.

Go.

You a hostage negotiator now, o'byrne?

At least I got a skill. Any change?

No, and the bastard's not answering the phone.

So, maybe we don't even need you.

- No napalm today, Kirby. - Says you.

That squirrel busts a nut then procedure says

I take over and go in with prejudice.

So keep that in mind while you're giving him

the warm and fuzzies.

Tommy: This is a huge waste of time, moreno.

How do you figure?

The case already went to court.

Norwood did his easy bid, and it's done.

What can he possibly say now that's gonna help Cooper?

Well, there's something going on for Briggs to risk so much.

That guy's out of his damn mind and so are we

giving him what he wants.

Oh, so, what do you suggest, Tommy?

I mean, we storm the door?

Hell, why don't we just write Cooper off right now.

I'm not saying that.

Then what are you saying?

Because with all your bellyaching

you're the one wasting time.

Listen, we give in to this creep

and every bastard we've ever put down

is gonna come gunning for us.

Didn't you stop to think about that?

- Come on... - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, you seem to be doing alright

for yourself here, Kenny.

I can call you Kenny, right?

Uh, I kinda thought after doing my time

I might be able to get on with my life.

Well, the victim doesn't have that luxury. He's still dead.

I was there, but I didn't kill him, detective.

Oh, that makes it alright then, I guess.

No, I didn't say that.

Uh, is there someplace else we can talk?

Oh, yeah.

I was stupid. I wanted to hang out with Tyrell.

Uh, he had a rep for being the

meanest son of a bitch...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Anyway, he was raw and I was soft

and I was considered a real easy Mark.

Okay, but, uh, what happened that night?

[Sighs]

Well, we hung out

only because I had money and some weed

and when we ran out of money,

he said he knew where we could get some more.

[Suspenseful music]

Moreno: So you Rob Samuel Peterson

for the 35 bucks in his pocket,

then when he begs for his life, you shoot him any way.

No, Tyrell did.

I had no idea what he was planning.

Well, if you were so scared, why didn't you go to the police?

Well, he said he would kill me if I told anybody.

Yeah, but when you got busted

they found Peterson's wallet and jewelry on you.

Yeah, he told me to keep it.

Um, I guess he wanted me as knee-deep in it as him.

But if you don't mind I'd like to get to work.

Actually, we'd like to go over this

one more time, right, moreno?

We just wanna make sure we got things straight.

Unless, of course, you prefer that we stepped outside...

Moreno. Yes, this is Nina moreno. What's this about?

Tommy: Knee-deep as him. Why? He was supposed to be your friend.

[Buzzer]

[Instrumental music]

[Sighs] Damn.

Mr. Briggs. I'm detective Williams.

This is my partner, detective torres.

[Indistinct chatter]

Practice run for tonight.

Got to know what to do, you know

in case I fight or lose my nerve.

Why are you here?

It's about your father.

He's got himself into some trouble.

What's wrong. Is he hurt?

J.c.: No, he's taken a hostage at our precinct

and he's threatening to blow the place up.

It's a mistake. My... my father wouldn't do this.

Look, we need you to talk to him,

try to get him to surrender, you know?

Tyrell...

[Instrumental music]

Get me a phone.

[Instrumental music]

Moreno: Can you pull over?

- Here? - Yeah.

Listen, I'll get back on my own steam.

Hey, hey, wait a minute. What's going on, moreno?

It's personal.

We don't have time for that now, do we?

Just get back to the precinct, Tommy. I'll see you there.

Detective moreno.

Hi.

Carter genero, family law.

What's this about my daughter?

Do you know the whereabouts of your husband, Luis reyes?

For what reason?

My clients, the Lewis family asked me to locate and contact

their daughter Melissa's birth parents.

Is something wrong? Is Melissa okay?

Oh, she's fine.

She wants to see you.

Can you contact your husband, detective?

Um... he's dead.

I'm sorry, um...

- Are you willing to see her? - Yes, yes.

Then I'll make the arrangements say, later this afternoon.

Oh, no, I can't today. What about tomorrow?

I'm afraid that's not possible.

It took me a while to locate you,

and unfortunately, I ran out of time,

since Melissa's going to boarding school tomorrow.

In the middle of the school year?

There have been some problems.

Well, like what?

I'm not at Liberty to say.

Look, if you can't make it, you can't, maybe we can work

something out during the summer.

If you can change your schedule, call me.

Otherwise, I'll be in touch.

[Instrumental music]

Cooper: Listen to me, Mr. Briggs.

You told me you don't want to do this and I believe you.

Now, it's not too late. We can still work this thing out, okay?

If you surrender now, I promise that I will talk

to the district attorney for you personally.

I can't do that. This is my son's last chance.

Your son's last chance was in the courtroom, Mr. Briggs.

[Phone rings]

I hope you got good news, o'byrne.

Tyrell: Dad...

How you holding up, son?

Not too good.

The police told me you took a hostage.

What, have you lost your mind?

Earl: That legal aid lawyer of yours said that

this is your last stay,

that this time you're gonna go.

I can't let that happen.

Tyrell: Well, you can't do this.

This is not you and this is not what you tried to teach me.

Turn yourself in.

Earl: If things were fair, what I taught you would stand.

Consequences, dad. Sowing and reaping, remember?

Don't be like me.

Nothing's changed, and it's not right.

Nobody believed you, Tyrell. I believed you.

But you don't. Because I told you before, I'm guilty.

[Instrumental music]

[Buzzing]

What happens now?

Well, unless we could figure out a way to stop your old man,

more people are gonna die.

I don't think he'll do that.

I don't give a damn what you think.

He's scared for me.

All he cares about is what's fair.

Yeah, and a man is dead because of you.

His wife, his kid, his friends, you stole from all these people,

so taking your life seems pretty fair to me.

Oh, and that born again crap, that ain't gonna fly

'cause nothing can save you from this.

You couldn't be more wrong.

Yeah, okay, then why does your father

feel that you got the shaft?

Me and my dad hadn't been getting along.

We fought all the time, about my friends, school, drugs

and then he found my gun.

Said he wasn't about having rebellion in his house.

So that was your defense?

Well, you know, it's no wonder you got

the death penalty, my man.

He hit me, I hit him back,

I took my pistol from him and broke out.

Ran into Kenny, and we partied.

[Instrumental music]

Torres: Then you shot a man, went to prison,

had numerous appeals.

And now you die. End of story.

Kenny shot him.

With your gun.

Kenny wanted to hold it, yo?

He had this thing about getting respect.

We used to dis him all the time.

Said he sounded white. Wanted to be white.

He said you did it, and now you're saying he did it?

I always said it, but I guess it pays to sound good

and to look good.

I belong here, alright?

'Cause I could have done something

to stop it and I didn't.

So what you're saying is that you did not pull the trigger.

That's right, but it doesn't matter.

Torres: Why is that?

'Cause the man, Mr. Peterson...

His little girl was in the car.

She watched her father die, and I should pay for that.

Torres: Uh-huh. Yeah. Well, thank you.

What did the warden have to say?

It's a city problem.

He's got an execution to prepare for.

He can't spare a guard to run back and forth for the phone.

I mean, oh... Basically very cooperative.

Yeah, well, looks like one of us is gonna have to hang.

Is that your way of asking me to do it?

Ed, I would like to go talk to that Peterson woman.

- You're kidding me, right? - No.

He gives you a tired old song and dance

and you're ready to investigate?

Why was she not mentioned

on the police report?

Maybe 'cause she wasn't there.

Ed, come on now.

There's a lot of guys on death row

that look like you and I,

and most of them don't belong here and you know why.

Thanks.

What's happening, captain? Is Cooper alright?

As well as can be expected, I guess.

At least the guy is calm. You dig anything up?

I think norwood's making something of his lucky break.

Yeah, kill somebody, get a slap on the wrist.

Why the hell this guy get to make a deal in the first place?

Evidence was too circumstantial for comfort.

So they needed one guy to turn on the other.

Guess they figured norwood to be the lesser of the two evils.

Yeah, what if they're wrong?

They were. Nobody should have walked.

But they liked Tyrell Briggs more 'cause he had priors

and was headed for the same dead-end anyway.

I want you to check with the arresting detectives.

They transferred from here to the one-five.

[Suspenseful music]

Here.

Thank you.

I'd sip that if I were you.

Otherwise you'll have to squat on the floor.

How about some food?

Full stomach makes for dull senses.

Better to do without. It won't be long.

Cooper: Okay.

Mr. Briggs: You got four kids?

No. Three. We lost one to leukemia.

I'm sorry.

I guess they never had any trouble with the law,

no drug problems.

Oh, they've had their problems

but nothing like that, no.

Used to be a time, people got together

and bragged about their kids.

The son got all a's, daughter got a scholarship.

Now it's not what they do, it's what they don't.

If they had no trouble with the law

no drug problems, you got yourself a pretty good kid.

What happened with your son, Mr. Briggs?

I spent too much time grieving, forgot to be a parent.

Lost my wife to breast cancer.

Tore me up.

I guess it tore him up too. I didn't notice.

By the time, I checked back in Tyrell was so used to

taking care of himself, anything I said was a joke.

Yeah, but holding a police hostage

isn't gonna make up for it.

I don't expect it to.

Cooper: Well, then, I don't

understand what you hope

to accomplish here.

I mean, even your own son

said he was guilty.

And he is, of lying, stealing, doing drugs,

but he's not a murderer.

The cops, the lawyer, the judge wouldn't listen.

So now you're prepared to commit murder,

the one thing you said Tyrell didn't do?

Pray it don't come to that.

Jill: If this is a joke, it's pretty damn sick.

I'm sorry, I don't mean to upset you.

I'm just here to get to the truth.

Oh, you want the truth?

Two men attacked my father.

He begged for his life, and they shot him.

They took his wallet, his jewelry,

and they left him in a pool of blood on the street.

Were you there?

[Suspenseful music]

Jill: We were gonna talk about getting me a car.

On our way to dinner, he wanted to stop

to pick up some papers from his office.

Turned out he just wanted the car brochures that he'd left

on his desk to surprise me.

Do you remember exactly where you were when this happened?

[Music continues]

Jill: Sitting in the car.

One of them, one of them looked right at me.

Do you remember who pulled the trigger?

Does it make a difference?

Yes, ma'am, it does.

Not to me.

One of them already got away with it.

I'm not gonna help you get the other one off.

[Instrumental music]

Get a line of sight on the roof. Now.

Go, go, go, go!

Briggs: What the hell's taking them so long?

They should know my son didn't shoot that man.

[Groaning]

[Gunshot]

Shots. It's going down. It's going down.

[Gunshot]

That was a stupid thing to do. I'm not trying to hurt you.

You're a threat to me and my precinct.

O'byrne: Virginia? You alright?

I need an answer now.

Yeah, so do I. What's happening with my son?

Is lieutenant Cooper alright?

She's alright.

Let her tell me.

Answer him.

Yes, I'm alright.

We gotta hold. We gotta hold.

Any more stupid stunts like that and we're all gonna fry.

It doesn't matter.

Don't you know their next move

is to come in here with everything they've got?

Nina, you got a minute?

Yeah, what's up?

The detectives in charge of the Briggs case?

I've been looking all over the house for their files.

I cannot find them anywhere.

That would be josephs and naylor

but I already talked to them.

Yeah, well, thanks a lot.

What the hell do they have

to say for themselves?

About what?

About deliberately omitting

a witness from the police report.

Who? Jill Peterson?

Yes, Jill Peterson.

But they didn't need her to make the bust

and they didn't need her for trial.

Moreno, hello? What the hell are you walking about?

That right there is grounds for a mistrial.

A 16-year-old watches her father get gunned down.

Do you see, she was a rag.

She could barely talk, let alone give testimony.

- Think about it. - Well, you think about it.

That isn't even our job, okay?

And those two cops damn sure didn't do theirs.

They showed some compassion for the victim.

That doesn't make them bad cops.

There is a young man that is on death row

who probably doesn't even belong there.

He already had his day in court.

Please, and how fair was that?

When all the facts weren't even present?

Well, how fair was it that she had to watch her father die?

And what about his wife?

Waiting for a man that's never gonna come home.

How fair is that?

This whole case makes me sick.

Never. Does she feel the same way?

I think sometimes we mess up and we can blame

whoever we want but sooner or later we have to pay.

J.c.: Okay, that's all well and good but you know what?

I don't think that Tyrell Briggs did this.

Alright, j.C.

Is there something you wanna talk about?

No, I'm serious, if there's something going on,

you can talk to me.

Alright, you know about my kid I had when I was 16?

Gave her up for adoption?

She wants to see me.

Only, it has to be today because she's leaving tomorrow.

If it was me and it had something to do with my son

I'd be out of here.

Go, make sure everything's cool and come back.

[Instrumental music]

Kirby?

I wanna talk to you.

- Just a sec. - No, right now.

Hold on. What is it, captain?

You know damn well what it is. You called the brass.

And I wanna know why?

We had to take action now

and I needed their okay.

That's a mistake, and you know it.

Well, so you wanna wait for the guy to snap completely.

That what they teach you that in hostage negotiations?

Get off my ass, Kirby.

I'm trying to avoid bloodshed here,

Virginia's in particular.

She and I did the streets together

moved up the ranks together

so do me a favor,

shove the attitude.

I will when you act like you give a damn.

It's my party now, byrne.

Get the rest of the squad cleared and stay out of my way!

[Police siren blaring]

Leave me alone, detective.

Sorry. I can't do that.

One of these men killed your father.

Now, there is nothing that's gonna bring him back.

Which one, miss Peterson?

Have you ever lost someone you cared about to violence?

- Yes, I have. - Someone close?

Yes, I have.

And what happened to the bastard?

He's dead.

- Lucky you. - No, no.

It's never easy taking someone's life.

You can trust me on that.

I'm not judging you. Matter of fact, I envy you.

Now, please, get out of my way.

Look, at least, I had the chance

to get the guy who did the killing.

Now, what are you gonna do?

If the wrong guy dies, if the man who actually pulled

the trigger took more than your father away from you.

Please.

♪ You will live with yourself

♪ I will live with myself

♪ and it's me who has to live

♪ with myself

♪ try to analyze

♪ what you don't understand

♪ oh...

♪ I play devil

♪ why is it me who has to live

♪ with myself?

Detective.

I tried to catch you before you left the precinct.

Oh, I just wanted to stop at the store and pick up a few things.

Where's Melissa?

She's not coming.

- Why? - She's an 11-year-old kid.

She's just scared.

Try to understand.

I know how old she is.

Is that it? I mean, she doesn't wanna see me at all?

Give her time.

Maybe later when she's...

She does know where you are now.

Try to remember that.

Okay.

Uh, miss genero.

Could you tell Melissa that I wish her well?

You saw the snipers. We're cutting our losses.

Doesn't it bother you that your life means so little?

No, it's a good call.

If there were someone else in here and me out there

I'd give the same order.

Lights.

Tear gas.

[Glass shatters]

Charlie one, Charlie two.

Put it on.

Move, move, move.

[Instrumental music]

Kirby, get your guys out of here. Come on, right, get out.

Guys. Stay cool.

Mr. Briggs, I'm captain o'byrne.

Open the window!

Lights!

Get the canister out of here.

[Coughing]

Man 1: We have a hold. Repeat, we have a hold.

Stay cool.

[Coughing]

Well, what's happening with the case?

We found a witness to the murder.

She's identified Kenny norwood as the shooter.

So you're taking my son off death row?

- No, not yet. Earl: Why not?

O'byrne: 'Cause it takes time.

Good.

[Gun cocks]

We'll be right here.

Let's be cool. Be calm. It'll be okay.

J.c.: Who had the gun?

Tyrell. It was his.

So how come your prints were all over it then?

Well, I wanted to hold it, to get a feel for it.

- That's all. - Are you sure about that?

Oh, it's not something I'd forget.

You know, norwood, you're pretty smug for a scared little bitch

that's on his way back to prison.

Well, I didn't do anything wrong.

It was all Tyrell, right?

See, Tyrell, he never had a chance, now, did he?

But you, with your private school education

your little white-boy talk, you played those cops pretty good.

Well, we all use whatever advantages we have

but it doesn't change the facts, though.

Yeah, I understand 'cause, uh, you feel

that it's a whole lot easier to get to the field nigger

than to the house nigger, how that sound?

It sounds like you're angry at the wrong person.

See, the outside world made it that way, not me.

Yeah.

You like to make deals, right?

Well, I got one for you, you can choose either life in prison

with no parole or, uh, lethal injection.

- The clock's ticking. - For what?

For the murder of Samuel Peterson.

You guys are crazy.

I mean, I made a deal and I did my five years.

You can't try me again.

You never went on trial for murder, my friend,

and this time, we got a witness to the killing.

J.c.: Mm-hmm. - Oh, yeah.

- She made you as the shooter. J.C.: Sure did.

Now, when she lays her baby blues on that jury box

who the hell you think they gonna believe this time?

[Clears throat] I want a... a lawyer.

Whatever you say, Mr. Kinte.

[Exhales]

[Phone rings]

- And what? J.C.: Hello, Mr. Briggs.

This is detective Williams.

I've been reinvestigating your son's case.

And?

And Tyrell did not pull the trigger.

[Laughs]

So what happens now?

The supreme court is hearing arguments as we speak.

Okay, so you're telling me that my son's not gonna die?

What I'm telling you is that we have to wait for their ruling.

But I thought you just said that you believed him.

Well, I do, but, uh... You know, to be quite honest

I don't think that you're helping him right now.

I got you people off your asses. I'd say that counts.

Yes, that does count, but like I said

the supreme court is hearing arguments as we speak.

Now do you really wanna prejudice them against Tyrell

by holding a hostage?

They don't have to know.

J.c.: Well, it's too late. Everybody knows.

What kind of fool do you take me for?

I've been in the courts too much for this nonsense

and I can tell you the prosecutor can only argue

what's on the table, and that's the new witness, detective.

[Dial tone]

[Instrumental music]

[Muttering]

Torres: Still no word.

Cutting it kind of close.

[Muttering]

Don't you even care?

I've been down this road a few times already.

Some stays came just a few hours before.

[Sighing]

It's not the dying that gets me.

It's the anticipation that kicks my ass.

Yeah, but you didn't pull the trigger

and if we kill you, it'll feel like murder.

If that's true, then the only murderer

is the guy who flips the switch.

No. Not if we just watch and let it happen.

We're just as guilty.

You mean, like I did.

You just condemned me to death, detective.

[Phone ringing]

Torres.

Yeah, j.C.

Yeah.

The supreme court kicked it back.

The sentence stands. I'm sorry, man.

Listen, Tyrell...

[Sobbing]

[Phone rings]

- Hello? Tyrell: Dad?

Yeah?

I'm alright. Everything's fine.

- Did they... Tyrell: Dad, it's a done deal.

[Sobbing]

I want you to know that I don't regret nothing, son.

I won't be seeing you for awhile but I don't regret it,

not one thing, you hear?

I just wanted to tell you it's not your fault.

Earl: What, boy?

How I turned out. It's not your fault.

Tyrell: I wasn't hearing you because I didn't want to.

It's important for me that you know that.

Did you hear me, dad?

[Crying] Yeah.

Yeah, I heard you.

So you can let this go now.

I need to hear you say it. I need your word.

Yeah, I can let it go.

[Tyrell sighs]

I love you, old man.

Don't you ever forget it.

Son...

[Dial tone]

[Sobbing]

[Beeps]

Go easy, alright? Take care of yourself.

Man 2: You are under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent...

Man 3: Coming now.

[Sniffling]

Officer torres...

Tell my father I didn't suffer.

[Instrumental music]

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No!

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[Jazz music]

♪ Trash men didn't get no trash today ♪

♪ oh why? Because they want more pay ♪

♪ buses on strike want to raise the fare ♪

♪ so they can help pollute the air ♪

♪ but that's what makes the world go round ♪

♪ the ups and downs the carousel ♪

♪ changing people's heads around ♪

♪ go underground young man

♪ people make the world go round ♪

Williams.

Damn, what's up, Mac?

Following me around?

I thought I might find you here.

Let me ask you something.

Now, if it wasn't for this gig

you and I would probably never hang out, right?

Probably not.

Mm-hmm. That's what I thought.

Listen, I just want to get something off my chest.

I just, uh, wanted to say

that I called it wrong today, and... I wanna apologize.

Wait, my man, if you really want to apologize

you know you can buy me another drink.

Well, then you should buy me drink.

I just apologized to you.

Yeah, alright. I'll hook your sorry ass up.

Bartender, could you give my man something

to slick his hair back?

Yeah, and give my man a scotch.

Right?

♪ Yeah...

[Doorbell ringing]

Hi. Um, I'm Melissa.

I know.

Come in.

How'd you get here?

My mom drove me.

You weren't home so we waited.

You took a long time, but I knew if I left,

I'd get scared again.

It's way past my bedtime.

She's been really cool 'cause she trips about that.

Oh, I'm talking too much.

No. No, you're not.

God, you're getting so big.

How do you know?

I don't, really.

- Who's that? Nina: My mom.

She looks mean.

[Laughs]

She can be.

Why'd you give me away?

Oh, Melissa...

I didn't know what else to do.

I was just a kid.

I was scared and alone.

Do you understand that?

No.

[Instrumental music]

I wish I could have been there for you. I wanted to be.

I have to go. I... I have to pack.

This is for you.

I hear you're going away to school.

I'll make some friends. It'll be good for me.

- But why... Melissa: My dad's really sick.

They think I don't know how bad it is.

Melissa.

If you have any more questions,

anything you wanna know, I'm right here.

Okay?

Nice meeting you.

[Instrumental music]

[Music continues]

♪ Big man smokin' on the easy chair ♪

♪ on a fat cigar without a care ♪

♪ but that's what makes the world go round ♪

♪ the ups and downs the carousel ♪

♪ changing people's heads around ♪

♪ go underground young man

♪ people make the world go round... ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[Wolf howling]