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[panting]

[panicked yelling]

[people screaming]

Guys, this is mad crazy.

There are, like, fireballs in the sky.

Holy... [gasping]

I'm gonna get a better look.

[people screaming]

There he is! This is gonna be lit!

Wait, there's two of them?

Oh, my God, guys. What was that?

This is cray. What is going on right now?

Is the world, like, ending right now?

[gasps] My phone.

[gasps] You just saved my life.

You are the second speedster who just, like, saved the world.

Can I just get a...

Selfie.

[electrical crackling]

What the...

[upbeat '80s pop song playing]

-[song playing on cell phone speaker] -[hums softly]

[pancakes searing]

-[song plays loudly on stereo] -Oh. [chuckles nervously]

[smoke alarm beeping]

Uh...

-[music stops] -Oh, boy.

-[Nora] What are you doing? -Uh... nothing. Go back to bed.

I'm just making some breakfast. [chuckles]

I don't think I can go to sleep after the smell of Jitters coffee.

So, I see you still know your way around the kitchen.

What's happening?

-Uh, hey, babe. -Morning.

I was thinking that we could have breakfast together, right?

-Like a family. -I love it.

Yeah.

Do you... All right.

-Do you need any help? -[Iris West] No! No!

You guys just sit.

Okay.

What do we have here?

Well, these are pancakes, as you can see,

but I made them into little lightning bolts.

Well, the batter kinda got away from me,

-but you see the little zigzag... -No, no, no. Yeah.

-I totally see it. Yeah. -[Iris West] Yeah.

What are you doing?

Uh, I'm just getting evidence that you make lumpy pancakes

in every time period.

[clears throat]

Let's try it out.

[crunching]

Mmm.

-Lumpy, but delicious. -[Iris West] Yeah?

Oh. [chuckles softly]

Thanks, babe.

[crunching]

[stammers] I'm sorry, when did you get a phone?

Uh, Dad got it for me a couple of days ago.

Mmm-hmm.

Nora suggested it.

I mean, I thought it was a great idea.

We're always in and out of S.T.A.R. Labs, so I just, you know,

it'll be easier to text and call.

Yeah.

-Yeah, that totally makes sense. -[knife squeaking]

You guys excited to cheer me on at the charity softball game?

Softball, schway!

Let's hope I don't get stuck in right field this year.

[cell phone chimes]

You gave your number out already?

Yeah. Uh, just to the team and Sherloque.

Actually, this text message I think is from him.

[Barry chuckles] I don't think he's much of a texter.

[chuckles]

He wants us to come to S.T.A.R. Labs. I'm gonna go get ready.

Well, you haven't had anything to eat yet.

Mmm... I'm not really a breakfast person.

[sighs]

You know, I thought having her here,

we would finally have a chance to connect,

but it's like every time we take a half step forward,

we end up taking six steps back.

I mean, don't give up. She'll come around, I have a feeling.

Yeah.

Well, not if I keep making food like that.

Hey, no, this really is good. It is.

I mean, it's a little like... Dark.

Baby, just stop. Just stop. Just stop.

I'm gonna make you a banana, it's fine.

-You're gonna make me a banana? -I'm gonna make you a banana.

Thanks.

Well, no, I asked for everyone.

Where is that little, uh...

Cisco is laying low at his parent's house while he heals up.

Well, that's not very brave on his part.

I will have a conversation with him next time I see him.

So, Team Flash.

How will this handsome master detective of all the multi-verse,

Sherloque Wells, pay off his debt to us

and catch this homicidal maniac Cicada?

Well, we'll begin by asking ourselves a few obvious questions.

How he became a meta-human?

Well, power manifestation varies. The particle accelerator...

I don't think we're interrupting Sherloque, right?

Right.

Sure, but you bring up a good point, Dr. Snow.

What do we know so far about this Cicada?

Well, we know that he's killed two people and almost a third.

Exactly right.

If I could gently be a little more specific,

not just people, right?

Meta-humans.

Also Joe said he got the feeling that Cicada's a dad.

Right. Cicada, parent.

His dagger dampens powers.

Not just dampens the powers, right? He commands this dagger.

Right? It is like an extension of himself. So we know...

Maybe they acquired their powers at the same time.

Yes, very good, Dr. Snow.

So, acquired powers together.

So, there we are,

Team Flash, very simple.

We unravel this puzzle,

and we have a pathway to tracking Cicada.

Cool, or we just answer a much more basic question,

like, what's up with his weird mask?

Well, the mask

conceals his identity, that's what it's for.

Right, what I'm suggesting is, if we find out what the mask is for,

we'll find out the man underneath much faster.

Thirty-seven times I have caught Cicada, right,

and not once was this mask angle very useful. Right?

[Sherloque speaks French]

But you know what, the more hours I bill you,

the less money I owe you.

So if wanna spend your hours pursuing the mask angle, well, then,

be my guest.

Okay, great, sounds like a plan.

-We gotta get going. Good stuff. -Yes.

I hope you score a touchdown.

-[Barry chuckles] It's softball. -Ah, score a basket.

So, baby giraffe... Lead on, my friend.

-[spectators cheering] -[Iris West] Ow.

Look at these guys. They think they're so much better than us.

Because they are, Barr.

I mean, without Captain Singh or my dad, it's...

Huh.

[Iris West] "Huh," what?

Jonesy isn't here yet.

Hey, Detective Raul, what do you think, maybe third base for me?

Right field, Allen.

Babe, I love you, but leave that hot corner

to someone who can actually field the ball, okay?

-[man] Play ball. -Come on.

I mean...

-Good luck. -Yeah.

You're gonna nail it.

[Barry] Right field.

Oh, God.

In right field.

Not the hot corner, but...

Guys, come on.

[grunting]

[Barry groans]

[grunts]

[exhales]

[man] Safe!

Whoo!

Wow, he really is slow.

Papa Joe told me all the stories about what an awful athlete

-Dad was growing up. -[both laugh]

Well, believe me, they're true.

Well, let's just be grateful that he has coordination when it counts.

-Yeah. -[cell phone chiming]

Hey, what is that, Nora?

You know, it's this really great app called Spyn Zone.

The push notifications let you know

the second anything happens in the city.

[Caitlin] Like Iris' website?

Um, yeah, kinda. It's just a lot more up-to-date than that.

And it's really cool. This girl is, like, really in the know.

Oh. Yeah, Spencer Young, I know her.

Yeah, I see her all the time working on her laptop at Jitters.

She actually was a junior reporter at CCPN when I worked there,

-but she didn't last very long. -Why not?

Well, she wanted to be famous and make a name for herself,

but she didn't care how it happened.

Well, I think she's cute.

Yeah, I mean, she may be cute, but she's never

fact-checked a thing a day in her life.

She's doing something right.

She has three times as many followers on her app

as you do on your blog, so...

I'm gonna get something to eat.

-Whoo. -Wow.

[man] Ah, come on, Allen.

Oh, honey... Um...

[cell phone chimes]

-Cecile, what's wrong? -Something's not right.

Something's not right.

Is that Jonesy?

[gasping]

Hey, somebody stop him!

Everybody move!

[people screaming]

[Barry] Hey, hey.

-Nora, hey. -Huh?

What happened?

You just saved everybody.

[cell phone trilling]

[siren whoops]

Bomb squad finished their sweep. They said it's all clear.

Okay. Nora, how did you know what was happening?

I don't know.

It's just... One minute I was going to get food,

and next I was in the outfield with Dad.

And you don't remember anything else?

[cell phone chimes]

What's that?

A notification from Spyn Zone.

Already? That was fast.

Allen. CSI time.

Uh... All right. We're out. We'll meet you back at S.T.A.R. Labs

as soon as we can.

-Iris, if Cicada sees that post... -[Iris West] Yeah.

He may pick Nora as his next target.

[sighs]

[Sherloque] Well...

You have brought us to the location you first encountered Cicada.

That's right. How did you know that?

I know everything. I'm a master detective.

Look, I looked at the CSI file with Barry Allen.

There is no evidence of Cicada DNA, right?

And moreover, look at this location, right?

All the traffic through here, you could never pull DNA from here.

It's a good thing we're not here for DNA.

What we are here for then?

We're here to find out why Cicada wears that mask.

Oh, Encore with the mask.

You think he's allergic to fresh air?

-No. -No, he wears that mask for a reason.

All right. Look, 37 times I've caught Cicada, not once, not one time

was the mask a key part of the evidence.

Yeah, that's true. But you said this Cicada

is different than all the others, so why wouldn't

his mask be different, too?

Maybe it's just a mask to...

You know what, you want to pursue mask angle, be my guest.

What do you expect to find here?

When I was getting my ass kicked,

I noticed that the more he exerted himself,

the heavier his breathing got.

That's what happens.

So I thought

if one of those breaths was strong enough,

[chuckles] we might just get lucky.

How we are going to get lucky?

Barry found traces of fluoropolymers here.

So?

So the Internet told me they're prone to flaking.

I'm here to get some of them.

The Internet also tell you to contaminate your crime scene?

Very good, master detective.

It turns out, industrial respirators

use a protective coating around the nostrils that are made from this.

And when this is exposed to another compound,

dimethyl sulfate,

fluoropolymers tend to emit a very distinct odor.

Burnt onions.

Right.

[exhales, sniffs]

We find out where this is used,

we're gonna find our man.

-Elementary. -"Elementary"?

No shrap, Sherlock.

[Sherloque sighs]

It's Sherloque.

Spencer.

Iris West. Wow.

Long time. How are you?

Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm good. You?

Good. Married that CSI guy you were dating, huh?

Uh, yeah.

-Any kids yet? -Um, no. Not...

Uh... Uh...

No.

You know, I followed your lead. Started my own blog.

Left CCPN.

-Now we're both Charlene Foster Kanes. -Right.

BT Dubs, those Professor DeVoe stories, respect.

Metas are click-bait right now.

-Right? -Yes.

Which is why I wanted to talk to you, actually...

Off the record, of course.

Yeah. For sure. What's up?

So, I recently found a source

who thinks that metas are being targeted.

Mmm, juicy. Who?

Well, no one knows. Not even C.C.P.D.,

but these metas, including speedsters like the Flash and XS,

they are all in danger.

XS? That new lady speedster has a code name.

[gasps] Oh!

Like her size. Right, extra small.

-Did you coin that? -No.

No. Look, the point is, writing articles about XS

could make her a target.

Or it could make her famous.

I mean, people are already obsessed with her.

And my app even more.

Besides, a little threat

never stopped you from writing about the Flash back in the day.

That was different.

Because it was your blog?

What, do as I say, not as I do?

Look, please stop, okay, before someone gets hurt.

The only one who's gonna get hurt is you,

when I make your blog irrelevant.

-[device trilling] -[Jones] What is this for, Allen?

Just trying to get some answers, Jonesy.

Will you send that to Caitlin?

I told everyone everything I know, which is nothing.

-You don't remember a thing? -No.

God's own truth, Allen,

all I remember is waking up,

getting ready for the game, leaving my house

and the next thing I know,

I wake up in the field after that bomb went off.

I mean, where would I even get a bomb?

[Joe] The evidence lockup.

It was part of the inventory we seized

from the Jensen-Moretti case.

The cameras in the lockup show you stuffing that bomb

in your backpack this morning.

-Joe, no one got hurt. -They could have.

The woman I love, my baby. You could have killed them.

I watched you come up, man.

I'm sorry, Joe.

But I swear, I don't know how this happened.

[indistinct radio chatter]

-[officer 1] Move, move! -[officer 2] Hurry.

[officer 1] How many we got?

[Joe] Hey, what is it?

Fire at CCPN. First responders are across town.

We gotta go.

[fire crackling]

[Spencer] Finally.

[Iris West] Okay, the building's already been evacuated.

Firetrucks are on their way.

Okay, let's just get inside and put the fire out.

[stammers] No, I've never done this before.

Come on. Seriously? Move.

That's okay. We're just gonna create a vacuum.

-Fine, I will make you move. -[keypad beeping]

Enjoy this news, Flash.

[cell phone chiming]

All right, I'll walk you through it. Once we're inside...

What? Where are you going?

Nora, what's wrong?

He just ran away and left.

His suit's GPS has him west.

-Way west. -[Iris West] Barry.

Barry.

He's not listening.

Uh... Guys, what do I do here?

Okay, Nora, you're gonna have to do this by yourself.

Okay? But I'm gonna help you.

-Okay. -[Iris West] Okay.

You need to get to the heart of the fire and extinguish it from there.

I got it.

Rotate your arms in tight circles.

You need to move them in opposite directions, creating twin vacuums.

[breathing heavily]

Come on, Nora. Dad's done this 1,000 times.

You can do this.

I'm doing it.

Keep going.

[sirens wailing in distance]

-[bystanders applauding and cheering] -Oh.

[chuckles]

Great job, Nora.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, did you find Dad?

[pants]

What the hell?

Glad you were there to put that out.

-It could have been a lot worse. -Thanks, Dad.

Don't thank me, your mom walked you through it.

You were really great out there.

So there was some weird activity with your scan,

but everything looks fine.

-[Barry] Hmm. -What's the last thing you remember?

Standing outside CCPN with Nora,

the next thing I know I'm in Vegas.

That's exactly what happened to me and Officer Jones.

So, maybe the abnormal activity was some sort of hypnotic induction?

I don't know. I feel like one of us would have noticed somebody

trying to hypnotize me.

Yeah. And why would someone hypnotize us to save people?

Publicity.

Spencer Young wants to get famous by making you famous.

You don't know that.

She admitted it when we talked.

Why would you go talk to her?

[Barry] Hold on, look at that time stamp on the post.

7:52 p.m.

Nora and I were still with Jonesy,

and the fire at CCPN hadn't even been reported yet.

I guess you'll always be the first one to the scoop

if you're the one making it.

So she's some sort of early-edition meta,

who creates stories?

Fake news taken to a whole new level.

Maybe she's some kind of meta-psychic who predicts the news?

It still doesn't mean she hypnotized us.

Yeah.

Caitlin, can you download the cortical biometrics

from Nora's suit and run it against my scans?

-On it. -[Barry] Thanks.

-[Iris West] What are you thinking? -[sighs]

We need to figure out if Spencer's responsible for this.

[sighs]

Google for the win on finding out where Cicada's mask is from.

"Google for the win"? So you think Cicada's hiding out here,

just lurking behind those doors?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do, because my search also told me

that Szrek Chemicals uses dimethyl sulfates in most of their products.

So, guess what? I'm gonna take down Cicada.

Oh, well, we shall see, giraffe.

Can I help you?

-Hi. How are you? I'm, uh-- -Elongated Man. I know.

Sherloque Wells. Yes.

Master detective. You know, we'll sign autographs later.

We have some business.

Uh...

We just want to know if we could ask you some questions, please.

[man] About?

What about our masks?

Do any of your employees wear them?

[laughs]

Follow me.

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah. Every worker in every plant wears one.

How many plants?

Three in Central City and Keystone.

-Mmm. -Fourteen in the Midwest alone.

So probably thousands?

And we're not the only facility to use them.

Thank you for your time.

[laughing] Hey, I love that pear meme going around the last few weeks.

-Classic. -[both laugh]

[Sherloque] Hmm, classic. I have a suggestion for you.

Maybe the next time you do a Google search, advance to page two.

Hmm?

[chuckles quietly]

So here's the meta-watch. Press that button,

if Spencer's a meta, it'll beep.

And if she's meta...

She could be dangerous, so come right back.

Yes. One of us would go with you,

but she knows both me and your dad, so...

I got it.

Hey, we're here if you need us...

-Um... -[door closes]

I see her.

All you need to do is get within five feet of her,

hit the button, in and out.

I know.

You see what I mean?

Half step forward, six steps back.

I mean, you guys did great with the fire though...

Hmm. Thank you.

You should totally name one of your drinks

after that new female speedster, XS.

Mmm.

[both exclaim]

-Hi. -Hi. Sorry, Spencer.

That's okay. Do I know you?

Uh-oh.

Uh, Nora, you have to press the button.

Um...

No. No, you don't know me.

-But you know me. -Yes, I do. I...

Sorry, you're Spencer Young. I read all your stuff on Spyn Zone.

It's a really good app.

Fantastic stories and really good writing.

I'm a really big fan.

[Iris West] Nora.

I always enjoy meeting a fan.

Especially when they're as adorable as you.

What's happening?

She's flirting with our daughter. I'll be back.

-What? -Hold down the fort.

-Iris, wait... -[door closes]

Huh.

Do you have a name?

Nora. Hey. [chuckles]

-Hi. -Wait, you know her?

[stammers] I do. Well, she's actually...

This is actually...

Do you wanna check your watch?

I think we're running a little bit late. [chuckles dryly]

-Right. Yes. -[Iris West] Yeah.

[trilling]

All right, well, I'm gonna peace out.

But, um, I hope to meet-cute you again sometime...

Nora.

Well, I guess she's not meta.

I guess not.

Oh. No. No, no, no. Nora...

Look, I don't care that you think she's cute,

but she's dangerous, okay? You need to stay away from her.

She could be dangerous.

Nora, I am trying to protect you here.

[scoffs] Has that been your thing, like, my whole life?

What does that even mean, honestly?

I mean, is that why you've been so cold to me?

Why you don't wanna spend any time with me?

I'm just trying to get to know you.

Just drop it.

Nora, what I don't understand--

Look, you lied to me.

I would never lie to you.

Yeah?

What do you call that?

You put a power-dampening chip inside me

to take away my speed, and until six months ago,

I didn't even know I had powers.

My whole life has been a lie

because you have been trying to protect me.

Well, guess what?

I don't need you to do that.

[Iris West sighs]

-[Barry] Hey. -Hey.

What you doing?

Well, Nora blocked me, so I'm trying to use the quantum computer

to access her phone and force her to accept my calls,

-but I am no hacker. -[device trilling and beeping]

Don't you think that's a little extreme?

Yes, Barry, it's very extreme.

And crazy, and desperate, but I am feeling

extremely crazy and desperate, okay?

[sighs] I thought giving her space would,

you know, have her eventually come around,

but it turns out she's not the problem, I am.

I mean, I don't know how I could do something like that to her, Barry.

Iris, you didn't do anything to her.

You can't blame yourself for something future-you might do.

Yes, I can, Barry,

and it's not a might, I suppressed our daughter's powers.

I kept a huge part of who she was a secret for her entire life.

I did that.

Look, she'll forgive you.

What if my dad did something like that to you

after the particle accelerator exploded?

See?

I don't understand how I could do something like that to her.

Look, I don't know why you do it,

but I don't need to.

I know that anything you do for our family, it's out of love,

so whatever reason future-you has for doing this,

I have faith that it's the right thing to do and so should you.

Yeah, well, I'm having a really hard time believing that.

Well, then it's a good thing I have enough faith in you

for the both of us.

All right?

-[system trilling] -That's unusual.

[deep male voice] Dr. Snow.

-[screams] -[muffled gasp]

-[exhales] -[muffled] Oh, Dr. Snow...

I have frightened you, Dr. Snow.

I assume you came here for some other reason than murdering me?

Oof. [speaks French]

If I was to murder you, Dr. Snow,

I would not do it in such an obvious fashion.

Look, I have a theory

on the identity of Cicada.

I request your assistance.

Uh, okay, I was just finishing up.

Not your expertise, your assistance.

I need you to punch me in the chest.

What?

Right here, above the diaphragm... How do you say?

-Diaphragm? -Diaphragm. Right.

In the solar plexus, as hard as you can. Allez.

Listen, Sherlock...

-[sighs, mutters in French] -Loque.

So, this is one of those things

where you're just the brains and not the brawn?

You don't have the guts. You lack the courage. You're soft.

Probably, you couldn't even hit me in the spot.

[clears throat]

For the record, I know what you just did.

-And? -And it worked.

Et bien. Then, allez.

-[grunts] -Ooh! [coughing]

[groaning]

Oh, uh, are you okay?

[grunts affirmatively]

[breathing heavily]

You sound just like...

Cicada.

[alarm beeping]

[Barry] What do we got?

C.C.P.D. is getting bombarded with calls from people

at the soccer game at Central City Stadium.

-It's all over the news, too. -Okay, I'm gonna get over there.

C.C.P.D. already cleared out the stadium.

Find the bomb, we'll help you disarm it.

What's going on?

I'll tell you on the way. Come on.

-Nothing. You? -No.

Iris, there's no bomb.

Guys, look at the time stamp on Spencer's post.

-11:05 a.m. -Yeah.

And now, look at the time that C.C.P.D. got the first call

about the bomb sighting.

It's five minutes later.

Hey, can you bring up Officer Jones' brain scan?

I'm gonna run the code of Spencer's post through the decompiler.

Let's see what's underneath.

Got it.

[beeping]

Done.

[Caitlin] The brain scan, the code is an exact match.

-Barry, it's the headlines. -What?

That's how Spencer's hypnotizing people.

They're reading her headlines.

Don't look at them.

[Barry groans] Too late.

Nora's been hypnotized.

She's trying to kill me.

Nora, you gotta snap outta this.

What I have to do is kill you.

-Caitlin, take over. -Where are you going?

To get my family back.

Hurry up and kill him already.

[both grunt]

[XS grunting]

[The Flash groans]

-[faint gunshot] -[XS gasps]

[gasps] Time to bounce.

Hey, you're gonna be okay, all right?

Nice shot.

Guys, do we know where Spencer is?

[Caitlin] I can't ping her phone.

C.C.P.D. disabled all the cell towers in the area

to prevent a remote bomb detonation.

She must be local

in order put those headlines up on that big screen, right?

She's at the stadium.

She's here.

Looks like you'll be trading this cell in for another.

[chuckles]

All right, Spencer's all locked up in Iron Heights.

-The mayor's resigning. -What?

Well, I'm surprised she lasted this long.

Luckily, I was able to get a quote from her exonerating Officer Jones

for my article. Supposed to go up tomorrow.

Papa Joe will be relieved his friend's in the clear.

Yeah.

At least now with Spencer behind us, we can concentrate on bigger fish.

Yes, we can.

So...

-Uh, Sherlock. -Sherloque.

He thinks he's found a key to Cicada's identity.

A crucial clue to help us solve our little mystery, so...

We all know the distinctive sound of Cicada's breathing

due to the respirator in the mask, but not just that.

Because also, his lungs are injured.

What? Injured from what?

Historically, there is an event that causes

David Hersch to always become Cicada, but not this time.

There is a different Cicada because...

Because Nora helped me destroy the satellite.

Monsieur Allen, Nora's strike

to the satellite changed the trajectory of the debris,

and now the debris has hit a new person

and injured our new Cicada.

Okay, but how did that give him his powers?

DeVoe flooded the satellite with dark matter.

It makes sense that the pieces would be saturated.

So, Cicada and the dagger

were created the night of the Enlightenment.

Acquired powers together.

-Well, listen, Sherlock... -Sherloque.

I gotta hand it to you. That's very impressive.

It's quite a breakthrough, right, Monsieur Dibny?

One that I cannot take any credit for.

All the credit, all the praise

goes to you, Monsieur Dibny.

It was your instincts to follow the mask, right?

Well, you were right.

And I was less right.

[huffs]

I apologize.

Okay, guys, I'm sorry,

the dagger part still doesn't make sense.

I mean, things can't become metas, right?

[crackling]

I don't know about that.

Our satellite didn't just create new metas,

it created meta-tech.

Which puts meta-human abilities in the hands of anyone.

Hey.

Caitlin says you're gonna be fine.

I'm sorry for suppressing your powers,

but I think it was the right thing to do.

Yeah, no, I...

I get it.

I mean, I was trying to kill Dad.

I would have done the same thing, too.

No, that's... [sighs]

That's not what I mean.

I'm talking about in the future.

What?

I know that you're upset and angry.

And honestly, I...

Before today, I couldn't even imagine a situation where I would

do something like that to you.

But after seeing the choice that I just made,

I know that whatever reason I would have

for keeping your powers a secret,

it must have been a good one, Nora.

It must have been to protect you.

No.

What happened today

has nothing to do with what happens in the future.

You didn't suppress my abilities my whole life

because I was brainwashed or attacking people.

You did it to control me.

My whole life, I felt like I was different

than everybody else, but I didn't know why.

You took a choice away from me

that I didn't know that I had.

The choice to be a hero,

like my dad.

What's going on?

Nothing, we're just talking.

No!

Mom thinks that she had good reason

to suppress my powers in the future,

but she doesn't know what that reason is.

I'm sure it's a good one.

Look, Nora, I don't have to visit the future

to know what kind of mother Iris is gonna be.

She cares about family more than anyone I've ever met.

Okay?

I support her decisions.

Past, present and future.

Then I guess I need to rethink what the meaning of family is.

Nora, wait.

Do you know what hurt the most about learning I had powers?

Not hearing it from my mom.

-It's all right. -[sobs]

[knock on door]

-Hi. -Nora. Hi.

Um...

It's kind of a long story,

but can I stay here?

Get in here, kid.

Are you sure it's not too much trouble?

It's fine. Maybe talk about the reason later?

But for now, there's some fresh pillows and blankets upstairs.

Thanks, Papa Joe.

[door closes]

[grunts]

[groaning]

[pants heavily]

[yells in pain]

[heavy rattling]

[panting]

[metal creaking]

[grunts]

[groaning intensely]

-[faint crackling] -[gasps heavily]