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Watch your step
there.

Good night.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[♪]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[SCREAMING]

[ALARM RINGING]

[GASPING]

[FIVE SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

[♪]

NARRATOR:
He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans
for their blood.

Now he wants to be
mortal again...

to repay society
for his sins...

to emerge from
his world of darkness...

from his endless forever night.

[GROWLS]

VETTER:
Looks like it's stolen.

Punched in
the ignition.

Probably popped
the lock.

I'll check with Vehicle Theft
when we get back to the shop.

[PHONE RINGING]
[SIGHS]

Vetter.

Dad, I'm working.

What?

You
can't.

Dad, I've got to--
I've got to go.

Uh-oh.
Trouble at home.

Ah, her name
was Helen Neary.

Greer is looking up
next of kin.

Uh, she die
on impact?

Actually, I doubt it.
She was shot.

Shot?

Five bullets
into the torso.

Small caliber.
Maybe a .32?

No exit wounds, so we should
be able to match the recoveries,

assuming that you can
find a weapon.

Did they take anything?
No, they don't think so.

Credit cards, cash.
Nothing seems to be missing.

Looks a little bit
like a hit.

How many hired killers
do you know

soften up their victims

by ramming them
with their cars first?

VETTER:
What do you know about Corporate Crime division?

White collar, suits,
expense accounts.

Good place to advance.

Would you go there

if you were offered
a transfer?

That's what the phone call
with your father was about?

Transfer?

You're interested?

I don't know.

[♪]

Is the son the only
next of kin we've got?

No. There is a daughter,
but, uh,

Records is having a problem
tracking her down.

Here we are.

Ugh. I hate
notifications.

Everyone does.

Matthew Neary?

MAN:
Yeah. What?

Police officers.
Could you open the door, please?

[CLATTERING]

Just because
he's her son

doesn't mean he didn't
pull the trigger.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ The end of an endless night ♪

♪ We all love... ♪

VETTER:
Damn!

[BOTH SIGH]

Well, while we're here,

why don't we have
an informal look-see.

[PHONE RINGING]

Thought I turned
that off.

Vetter.

Dad, I can't talk
right now.

Because I'm on duty.

Just like the last time.

[SIGHS]
No, I haven't made a decision yet.

Well, yeah, I know
what you think, but I don't...

Dad, I am capable of
running my own life.

[♪]

It is the monk Rasputin.

The czarina will do nothing
without his consent.

How can this be?

It is through our son.

Alexei grows weaker
every day.

Alexandra's convinced
that the monk

is the only person
who can help him.

He seems to control
her every thought.

Her mind is...

clouded.

Rumor has spread
to the people

that she has gone mad...

though I know it is Rasputin's
influence, not madness.

How can I help?
What can I do?

It is said that a friend
gained at the gaming table

is the truest
a man can find.

I have need of such
a friend now, Nicholai.

Yefimovich has ambition.

It is her with him.

Ready to retire
for the evening, my dear?

What are you doing here?

Ah, Nicholai.

Discussing past exploits
at the gaming table no doubt.

We were not, actually.

Is that Yefimovich
lurking in the shadows?

Nicholai, I want you
to meet Rasputin,

the so-called monk

my wife believes
will cure our son.

I can't believe
this.

Nick, this letter is
from Christie Black.

She's his sister.

Christie who?

Christie Black?
The singer.

Any return address?

[♪]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Yes?

I'm Detective Knight.
This is Detective Vetter.

We'd like to speak to
Christie Black, please.

How did you know
she was here?

We found out
through her brother.

Look, whatever it is,
you can discuss it with me.

And you are?

Dr. Ben McGee.

I'm Ms. Black's therapist.

You live in?

Well, it's my home, actually.

It also serves as a clinic.

Christie's case requires
constant supervision.

What's the matter
with her?

Drugs, wasn't it?

Please.

I'm trying to rebuild
her life at the moment.

May we please speak with her?

It's very important.

I'll just, uh...

[♪]

Christie, the police
are here to see you.

Pull yourself together.

That's enough,
Christie.

Pay attention now.
You listen to the detectives.

Ms. Black, your mother
is Helen Neary?

Yes.

There's been
an accident.

Your mother's dead,
Ms. Black.

Is there anything else?

Uh, yeah.

Ms. Black, is there
any reason you can think of

that your, uh, brother might not
want to speak to the police?

Can I get a glass
of water, please?

Of course.

Don't be long.

[♪]

My mother...

How?

KNIGHT:
It was a hit-and-run.

If I remember correctly,

this whole, uh, drug thing
started shortly after

her boyfriend
committed suicide.

Didn't he shoot himself
at Pier Five?

Gary Wilton.

But she would have gone
over the edge without that.

They both hit
rock bottom together.

Heroin, cocaine,
you name it.

Fortunately, she's
made good progress.

She's beginning to
come back to life.

I just hope a shock
like this...

Any leads on the driver?

No.

Actually, it was murder.

She shouldn't be
this long.

Christie?
Christie?

She's gone.
The door's open.

She can't
have got far.

[♪]

We have to find her.

She's not equipped to deal
with something like this.

That way.
Go with him.

CHRISTIE:
Center yourself.

Center yourself.

Center yourself.

Center yourself.

[HORN HONKING]

[HORN HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SOBBING]
What ha-- What happened?

Are you all right?

I don't know.
I, uh--

I shouldn't have--

Christie. Christie,
it's okay.

I shouldn't
have done that. It's okay.

What was I thinking?

MCGEE: Christie?
Just take it easy, all right?

MCGEE:
Christie!

Is she okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I...

Please help me.
I don't know what to do.

That's okay, Christie.
Let's get you inside.

KNIGHT:
We ran Matthew Neary through CPIC.

They got him
on cocaine.

Think he was
into heroin too.

Like sister,
like brother.

Maybe mom was cutting back
on his allowance,

and he decided
to do something about it.

Who knows?
You put out an APB?

KNIGHT:
Yeah.

All right.
Uh...

What was the sister's
name again?

Christie Black.

The singer.

Unless she sings the anthems
at hockey games,

I don't know her.

You sure about leaving her
at McGee's house?

Well, it is a clinic.

She doesn't need
to be locked up,

and her doctor's right there.

All right,
it's your call.

Look, maybe you'd better start
working up the reports.

Uh, Trace.

Now, Detective Vetter...

I got a phone call.

Don't tell me
my father called.

He informed me you were
transferring off my watch.

Working under Captain Forrest
at Corporate Crime.

I don't know what to tell you.
None of this was my idea.

Oh. Okay.

I know how that goes,

but I wish you would have
told me it was in the wind.

I haven't agreed to
take the transfer yet,

but apparently my father's
telling everyone

it's a done deal.

I mean, career-wise it's--

A smart move.

Maybe. But the more
my father pushes,

the more I don't want to do it.

Look. I know he's put you
in a tough spot,

but I don't want
anyone on my watch

who's here to
prove a point.

You're here
because you want to be,

or you move on,
and that's it.

Okay?

Okay.

LAMBERT:
Helen Neary might have lived

if she'd had good field care
and a great surgeon.

But the five shots
into her chest

sort of settled the issue.

.32 automatic.

Have you heard of
a psychiatrist named McGee?

Ben McGee?

[CHUCKLES]
Oh, yeah.

What's that,
disapproval?

More like caution.

Some people call him
a miracle worker.

He works on very
high-profile cases. Rich ones.

If you've got enough money,
you're not crazy,

merely eccentric.

Why do you ask?

I met him tonight.
He's treating

Helen Neary's daughter,

Christie Black.

Uh, the singer?
Nah, me neither.

And you think they're
involved in the murder somehow?

Well, we're looking
for Neary's son, Matthew.

[CHUCKLES]
Oh. Charming.

Well, McGee is a whiz

at hypnotherapy and
chemical conditioning.

It's a classic
Behavioristic approach.

You're not a fan?

It's the old
elevator controversy.

Say you have a patient who
has a fear of closed spaces.

Can't ride in
the elevator.

One school of thought says

treat the fear of closed spaces
and its underlying causes

so that he can ride
the elevator.

The other side,
McGee's side,

says get him used to
riding in the elevator,

get him used
to closed spaces,

and the fear
doesn't matter.

One way treats the disease,
the other the symptom.

I'm a treat-the-disease
kind of gal myself.

He does get results.

Oh, no question.
Probably faster too.

I'm just
uncomfortable

with leaving the original
fear there,

waiting to come out
in compulsive behaviors.

And he does tend to take over
his patients' lives.

Absolutely exquisite.

It's for Anastasia.

I found it in a small shop
in Covent Garden.

[CHUCKLES]
You're so thoughtful, Nicholai.

We are grateful
for your friendship.

I did not mean to sadden you
with this gift.

Oh. Of course not.

But, of late, I am often
stricken with melancholy.

Uh, I don't know
the cause.

So many things.

The world is no longer
the world I knew.

I fear for our survival.

Your Highness, if I may.

The monk.

Rasputin is
my trusted confidant.

He is a holy man.

Do not speak ill
of him.

My son has been sick
for months.

Yefimovich is the only one
who can help him.

This sickness...

Tell me...

is Alexei weak?

Pale?

Yes, terribly.

His bones ache?

He has fevers,
bright lights hurt his eyes.

He's always thirsty?

Yes. Yes,
how did you know?

I am familiar
with this ailment.

This disease,
is there a cure?

Yes.

But only up to a certain point.

Your Highness,

Rasputin's treatments
cannot save your son.

Without me, he would
already be dead.

If Alexei is to be cured,
it must be done now.

And you would
cure him?

If the czarina wishes.

Then we should
ask her.

[ECHOING]
No one can help him but me.

You are right to
resist outsiders

who would try to steal your son.

[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]

Examine his motives,
Your Highness.

He's using
your son's weakness

to gain control over you.

He lies.

Can you not feel the hold
he has on you?

RASPUTIN:
His is an evil soul.

I am the salvation
of Alexei.

I can help Alexei.

No.

No, Yefimovich is
the only one.

Any who oppose him
must die.

Ever your servant,
Your Highness.

BEN:
What were you thinking?

Did you think killing yourself
would make it all better?

I asked you a question.

[WEEPING]
She was my mother.

I loved her.

I needed her.

No.

The only person
you need right now is you.

Accidents happen.
Life goes on.

But you, your solution
is to kill yourself?

You're saying you give up,
that you're weak.

Is that what
you're saying, Christie?

Yes.

That's not you, Christie.

You're not weak.

All you've been through.

All the work, the pain...

That's not something a weak
person could go through, is it?

No.

You're getting better.

No one can take that away
from you, can they?

No.

Because you're strong.

Say it.

Strong.

Again.

Strong.

Loud!
Strong!

Strong enough to do what
you have to do to survive.

Yes.

And more than that.

You know why
I'm hard on you, don't you?

Because I can take it.

Right.

[SIGHS]

Now...

center yourself
and let's get back to it.

[SIGHS]

[♪]

[SNIFFLES]

[INAUDIBLE SPEECH]

Your father call again?

He may as well have.
He's talked to everyone else.

Why don't you just tell him

you need more time to
think about the transfer?

Because he'll tell me
how much time to take.

You can't reason with him?

How do you reason with someone
who thinks they're always right?

Sooner or later,
you just give up.

Let them
have their way.

People need to feel
in control of their lives.

If not, it's like a little
piece of you goes crazy.

Maybe that's why
I always

used to run to my dad
for advice.

I couldn't make decisions

'cause he'd never let me
learn how.

I'll do what I can,

but you must realize
I can't jeopardize

Christie's recovery
in any way.

We're not
asking you to.

But our only next of kin
are Matthew and Christie.

He won't talk to us.
And she can't.

We're hoping that
you can provide us

with some information
to go on.

Well, there's not much
to say about Helen.

Quite an unremarkable
woman, really.

Christie had an ambivalent
relationship with her.

What about the brother?

Matthew was a problem.
He and Helen fought a lot.

There was his substance
abuse.

Poor Christie was always
caught in the middle.

Matthew won't
talk to you?

No.

Um, you said
Helen and Matthew fought.

Was there any physical violence?

He's a suspect?

But he couldn't...

I know Matthew,
and he's not a killer.

And his own mother?

I can't believe that.

Perhaps there's a motive
you're unaware of.

If it does turn out
that Matthew killed Helen,

I have to do
everything possible

to keep that
from Christie.

Can I have your word
that you'll help me do that?

We'll do what we can.

How is Christie?

Overall, I'm optimistic.

Of course, the news
of her mother's death...

Well, you saw her reaction.

But I think I helped her
work through some of the grief

in our session last night.

Um, doctor, about that.

Your methods--

I know what you're
gonna say.

My treatment technique
has troubled you.

Yes.

I've heard it many times.

All that I can say,
detective...

is that it
gets results.

[DOORBELL
RINGS]

Excuse me.

I'm expecting some
deliveries.

Nick?

I think I'm gonna
take the transfer.

[GUNSHOT]

MAN:
I warned you.

Are you hit?

No, I'm okay.

It was Matthew.

Call it in.

Police.

That bastard's messing
with my sister's head.

He screwing with her brain.
Don't you get it?

You're under arrest.

[GRUNTING]
Hey!

MATTHEW:
I wasn't trying to shoot him.

Look, I'd had a couple of beers.

I wanted him to know
I meant business.

What type of business?

I don't like the way he's
treating my sister.

Oh, you mean the fact that he's
practically saved her life?

Any rehab clinic can do that.

Hell, I'm proof of that.

I've been clean
for two years now.

Except for tonight maybe.

So, what's
the objection?

Christie isn't
Christie anymore.

Well, judging by her past,
maybe that's a good thing.

No. She isn't anyone anymore.

She's just blank.

Under his complete control.

Tell us about
your mother.

When was the last time
you spoke?

I don't know.

In the last year.

We heard the two of you
didn't get along,

and there were fights.

What are you, analyzing me now?

Your mother is dead.

[♪]

Murdered.

What, you think it's me?

She's my mother, for God's sake.

I swear I didn't know.

Well, we went to
your apartment last night

to notify you, and you ran.

Why?

[SCOFFS]

I was holding.

I thought
you were clean.

Hey, clean's relative.

Just a little grass, that's all.

Does Christie know?

She was murdered?

Not yet.

Doctor McGee thought it was
better not to tell her yet.

[SCOFFS]

Maybe the first time
I ever agreed with him.

Well, what's your take?

Well, I don't know if I buy
his reason for running.

Well, we're still a few pieces
of evidence away from guilty.

We can hold him
on the weapons charge.

Kind of a mess to pull together
an act like that,

don't you think?

I think we should tell Christie
her mother's been murdered.

McGee's not gonna like it,
but she's the only person

we haven't talked to.

All right.

I'll get the crown attorney
to hold her brother.

Oh, uh, one other thing...

while I got
the two of you here.

Tracy, I just got word

that your father's pushed
through your transfer.

You start in Corporate Crime
first thing tomorrow night.

You knew, didn't you?

Well, I'd sort of
accepted the inevitable.

I'm gonna be sorry
to lose you.

But who knows, you might
like it down there.

Now, look, shift's over.
Go home.

Report to Corporate tomorrow.
See how it goes, okay?

Thanks, captain.

Congratulations.

[♪]

LACROIX [ON TAPE]:
I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking about the past.

And you're asking yourself:

how did I get here?

And when you think about it,

you realize that really you had
no say in the matter at all.

Funny, isn't it?

You've just been bobbing along

on the eddies and currents
of life like flotsam.

[CHUCKLES]

Subject to the whims of everyone

and everything but yourself.

Bumping through history.

What is it you want?
Why have you summoned me?

It wasn't me.

Bumping through history
again, Nicholas?

Care to see a revolution
in the making?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm never very far
from my acolytes...

or from history
for that matter.

History, after all,
is always where we are.

You brought him across?

[SCOFFS]

Delightful conceit,
don't you think?

A holy man.

Unfortunately,
he has turned out

to be rather more of a handful
than I had first anticipated.

He's quite mad I'm afraid.

Not even
a real monk. Hm.

He's rather headstrong.

Rather like you actually.

Although I trust

that it is not madness
that makes you so.

You know why I resist you.

Oh, yes,
you would have me believe

that all men should be free.

Unfortunately,
history teaches us

that the human
species

lends itself readily
to enslavement.

It is a comfort to be
told what to think,

how to live,
against whom to wage war.

Freedom...

is the absence
of individual thought.

We're all under one form
of control or another.

The czar
under the czarina.

The czarina
under Rasputin.

Rasputin under me.

And you are under...?

He's begun to resist me.

He's forgotten
the source of his power.

Here I was...
ready to hand him

this peasant nation
on a silver platter.

But, oh, no.
It wasn't enough.

Ah, well.

Throw him in the river.

But that won't kill him.

Of course not.

But it will catalyze events.

Revolution,
you see,

is all in the timing.

WOMAN:
You're gonna get along with everyone here.

Nothing but
the cream of the crop.

We have more economics and
business administration degrees

in this one room
than in most brokerage firms.

Really?

You should be
very proud.

It's not everyone
who gets into

our Forensic Accounting
department.

Forensic Accounting?

Oh, yes.

You have to
get your feet wet.

Y-- But captain, my last
assignment was Homicide.

Oh, I know this is
a big challenge,

but I'm sure
you're up to it.

And here's
your new home.

Welcome to Corporate Crime
division, Detective Vetter.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Yes?

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

I'm working late tonight.

You can clean up here
in the morning.

[SIGHS]

[♪]

What are you doing here?

[SIGHS]

Oh, for goodness sake.

Come in.

[♪]

Well, what can I tell you.

Five shots from a small caliber,
probably a .32.

Sound familiar?

Victim's name was
Rose Woolcott,

Christie Black's
business manager.

Thanks.
Aha!

I detect a pattern.

Time of death in the last
12 hours or so?

Definitely.

Oh, that let's Matthew Neary
off the hook.

He was in Holding
at the time.

So who does that
leave you with?

That's the Lauren file.

He's an investment broker
we suspect has been

bilking his clients of tens
of thousands of dollars.

Okay.

We need you to follow
the paper trails,

see where they start
and end.

Sounds exciting.

Look...I know
it's tedious,

but it's what we do
around here.

My people keep
their heads down,

do exactly what I tell them to,
and get the job done.

That's fine.

And don't think I'm
cutting you any slack

because your father sits on
the police commission.

I would hope not.

Because around here
we do things my way.

You've already pointed
that out, ma'am.

Yeah, well,
you homicide cops

have a reputation
for being independent.

[SCOFFS]

Don't worry, ma'am.

I wouldn't dream of
using my head in here.

I'm just gonna pretend
this conversation didn't happen

and that we got off
to a good start.

Okay, Vetter?

There's the Lauren
file.

Have it completed by the end
of business tomorrow.

Miss Black.

And how can I help you?

I wanna see
my brother.

You're dropping
the charges.

Yes, we are.

And yes
you can see him.

Normally we wouldn't, but
since you're his sister...

Just leave your purse behind,
if you don't mind.

Officer...

Just accompany
him.

Come with me,
please.

[DOOR OPENS]

Christie. What are
you doing here?

I came to see you.

On your own?

No McGee?

No.

Well, here. Sit.

They're letting me out.

I know.
Yeah.

That's good.
Yeah.

Look. About Mom.

Hey. Shh, shh.

Can we get
some water, maybe?

Kleenex?

Yeah, sure thing.

It's okay, baby.
It's okay.

You and me are
gonna be okay.

What do you say after, we go get
something to eat at my place.

I'd like to talk
to you about McGee.

I really think...

he's not doing good things
for you, Chris.

[SOFTLY]
It's okay.

I don't care
what you think.

You wanna hurt me.

[FIVE SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

REESE:
How the hell something like this could happen

in a police station
is beyond me.

She had us all fooled.

Well, that won't wash when
this hits the fan upstairs.

And the fact that
she walked right out--

Would you be surprised
if I said five shots,

probably with a .32 caliber
automatic and a silencer?

The mother, the manager,
and now the brother.

What's going on
inside her head?

[♪]

Tracy, you still working
on the Lauren file?

Yeah.

Come up with
anything?

Why don't we just cut
the little game, captain.

You and I both know I'm not
working on the Lauren file.

[SIGHS]

I would have thought
you had the smarts

to take a look
at the larger picture.

We're talking about
your career.

This is not about the Lauren
file or your homicide case.

This is about you doing
what you are supposed to do.

You mean me doing what
you say I'm supposed to do.

Same thing.

No, it's not.
What I should be doing

is trying to track down
a killer.

What are you doing?

I'm being insubordinate.

[COMPUTER
BEEPS]

You are making a big mistake.

What are you gonna do?

Bust me back down
to meter maid?

I could.

You wouldn't.

You're too busy trying to score
brownie points with my father.

[♪]

It's good to see you.
Thanks for the call.

No problem.

Any sign of him?
Nope.

Now I've got
the warrant. Come on.

According to the records
I found,

Christie had no motive
to kill anyone.

No one can get at the fortune
unless Christie died.

And if she did?

Money simply stays
in the corporation,

to be controlled
by Matthew and Helen Neary,

Rose Woolcott...

and Dr. McGee.

Three down, one to go.

Yeah. But which one?

[♪]

[GRUNTS]

KNIGHT:
Christie?

Dr. McGee?

First time we were here,

wasn't she watching
a video

of Rose Woolcott?
Yeah.

[NEW AGE MUSIC PLAYING]

There she is.

Doctor McGee said, uh,

he uses the old videotapes
in his therapy.

Matthew Neary.

MCGEE [OVER HEADPHONES]:
This is the person that you must shoot.

This is the person
that you must shoot.

You're strong.
You can do it.

It is just a dream. Not real.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Anything?

I'd like to get
these tapes checked out.

[♪]

If I'm right,
Dr. McGee's using these

and the drugs
to program Christie.

To control her.

To make her kill.

She probably doesn't even
know she's doing it.

You cannot kill me.

No one can.

What are you?

The man who will
lead all the Russians.

[GRUNTS]

[GROWLS]

Leave now
and I'll let you live.

We could
destroy them all.

Listen to me,
Grigori Yefimovich.

You would bring a monarchy
to its knees.

Countless thousands of people
may die in the upheaval.

You would be ruler
of nothing but a wasteland,

filled with rotting flesh.

You do not
belong here, De Brabant.

This is not your country.

It is mine.

[GRUNTING]

[RETCHING]

[GASPS]

You are like him.

It's a long story, Nicholas.

One that I'm afraid

I shan't be able
to tell you.

Alexei should recover now.

I wish and your family well.

My old friend.

I thank you
for what you have done.

But go now,
please.

Do not return.

[NEW AGE MUSIC PLAYING]

Pier Five.

VETTER:
That face looks familiar.

Isn't that Gary Wilton?

The boyfriend
who committed suicide.

Nick, if McGee's programming
forces Christie

to kill whoever
is on

the videotapes
he makes her watch...

She's gonna kill herself.

What the hell are
you doing here?

We have a warrant,
Dr. McGee,

but I'm thinking maybe
we should add your name to it.

How does conspiracy
to commit murder sound?

Don't even think about it.
Where's Christie?

You know where she's gone
and what she's going to do.

I don't have to
say anything.

Cuff him.

Where are you
going?

MCGEE:
This is the person that you must shoot.

You are strong. You can do it.

It is just a dream. Not real.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Christie!

No. Go away.

I can't let you
stop me.

Christie, you can stop.

I have to shoot her.

No, you don't.

I have to!

[GUNSHOT]

[ECHOING]
Listen to me.

Listen only to me.

You can rest.

[HEART BEATING]

You can forget the pain for now.

C-- No.

You don't have to kill her,
Christie.

It's not what you want.

It's what McGee wants.

Think, Christie.

He's been controlling you.

You know that.

You don't have to die.

I don't have to.

I don't have to.

[FAINTLY]
I don't have to.

[♪]

No. Over who?

Well, well, well.
Will you look who's here.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

So, um...

you had that conversation
with your father?

No. That's
still to come.

Well, I'd like to
hear it when it does.

I'm sure you would.

How's that Christie Black
thing going?

Uh, not good,
but not hopeless.

She's got a lot
to recover from.

But she does remember
what McGee did to her,

and she's willing
to testify.

Ugh. McGee's got
the best lawyers.

No, the tapes
are gonna hang him.

[CELL PHONE
RINGING]

Sounds like
his ring to me.

Vetter.

Dad, how are you?

Yeah.
You're right.

Yeah.

We do have to talk.

Okay.

Hey, how about 2?

Well, that's--
No, that's not good for me.

Well, Dad,
you change yours.

[♪]

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