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- Deputy Crowley.

- Chicago PD,
put your hands up!

- Been reviewing your team
over the past six months.

You certainly have
an aggressive unit.

- Thank you.

- There's a young girl,
and she's my daughter.

- If you have any hope
of keeping us together,

you better get
a paternity test.

- The results are in.

- The other night
was a one-time deal.

- Everybody knows.

So why are we still
trying to hide it?

- We should get out of here.
- Mm-hmm.

- And, you know, really don't
know what he thinks of me.

I mean...I got bumped up
a year ago.

I still don't know
where I'm at.

I mean, you know Voight
little better than me.

You think he thinks
I'm good police?

- I think Voight thinks

everyone's got room
for improvement.

You know what I'm saying?

- Yeah, I feel you.

Is that James Whitaker?

- Oh, he's the captain
of the 31st, right?

- Like the Black Pope
of Chicago.

Does a big card game.

All the powerful brothers
in the city are there.

If you're in that game,
you made it.

- Hmm.

You know, the way you've
got to handle Voight is you--

- Oh, hold on.

- Good talk.

- Captain Whitaker?

Kevin Atwater
out of Intelligence.

Just wanted to come over here
and introduce myself.

- Atwater.

- Yes, sir.

See, um, I'm a little new.

You know, still kinda
settling in my bones.

But, you know, 20 years ago,
you were where I am,

and 20 years
down the road, you know,

I'm hoping that
I can be where you are.

And, you know,
being a brother...

- Officer Atwater,

you just made two mistakes.

First, our shared skin color
is irrelevant to me.

Good police is good police.

And secondly, I get one
half hour of peace each day,

by myself,
which is my breakfast,

and you have
disturbed that.

- Yeah, so I should
probably just--

- Yes.

- Actually, no,
I didn't realize he was missing

until this morning.
That's not like Colin.

He's very responsible.

- How old is your son?
- 15.

- You called his school?
- I called everybody.

I called his cell phone
a million times.

- Has he ever
run away before?

- Never.
- Okay.

We can get the ball rolling
on a missing person's report,

but I'll need
a recent photo.

- I found this under his bed.
- His diary?

- You need to look at it.

He's not just missing.

- "I want to kill."

- I swear to you,
I had no idea.

Colin has been
pretty agitated.

I thought it was just
normal teenage stuff.

- "Today I will have
my revenge at WCD."

WCD?

- Webster Country Day,
his school.

- Does your son
have access to a gun?

[indistinct PA announcement]

- Right this way.

[PA announcement continues]

- Colin Blake.

Went missing yesterday
with a loaded pistol

taken from his house.

- We checked
with the headmaster.

Colin was marked absent,

but his Mom recognized his bike
outside the school,

so we think he's here.

- Well, get very uniform
a picture of this kid

and start sweeping
the campus.

- Got it.

Hey.

- Atta boy.
- Sarge.

Just got word.

Patrol found a body
behind the school.

- By the fence.

[indistinct chatter]

- What do we got?

- It's him.

[dark music]

*

- Well, body's cool.
He's been here a while.

- He's still
holding onto the gun,

and there's a muzzle flash
by the entry wound.

It looks like a suicide.

- It's a .22 caliber.

No wonder
nobody heard the shot.

- All right, Burgess,
I want you

to hand deliver
that pistol to forensics.

Tell them I need a rush order
to confirm ballistics.

- Got it.
- And keep sweeping the school.

We don't know if this kid
was operating alone.

- Guys, nobody move!

Don't key your radios.

Just back up slow.

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- It's a very crude pipe bomb.

- Thanks, Sully.

- Crude bomb in the right place
will do a lot of damage.

- Just doesn't make any sense.

I don't know
what happened to him.

He was always such
a happy kid.

- I can't imagine
how difficult this is,

but I have to ask
these questions.

Colin went missing yesterday,

but you didn't report it
until this morning.

Is that right?

- Oh, I--I got home late.

I fell asleep.

Just assumed he was here.

- How was he able
to get his hands on a gun?

- My ex left it
for my protection.

- Did your son
have any activities

outside of the swim team?

- Um...video games.

Lots--lots of video games.

- So he was
basically unsupervised?

- It's hard
when you work two jobs.

It's not like
I can afford a nanny.

- That wasn't an accusation,
Ms. Blake.

- Who was Colin's friend, EJ?

- I'm not really sure.

He, uh...
he was an only child.

He was used to being alone.

- So he didn't have
one close companion?

- I wish I could tell you.

I...

I never knew that he was
in so much pain.

- Yo, O, I heard you know
James Whitaker.

- Yeah, we both worked in
the Wild Bunch back in the day.

Good police,
great poker player.

Just...

don't interrupt
his breakfast.

- Alvin, you got a second?

- Yeah.

- Over here.

Over here.

It's about Michelle.
There's kind of a problem.

- What do you mean?

- I got a courtesy call from
my friend, Beatrice Mulaney.

She's the director
of juvenile hall.

- Huh.
- It turns out

Michelle's release was
only contingent.

- On what?

- She's still a minor.

So unless one of her parents
officially claims guardianship,

she has to be put
back into the system.

Beatrice sent over
the paperwork just in case.

I figured you'd want to
talk it over with Meredith

before you sign it.

Or not.

- Colin Blake.

Apparent suicide
outside of his school.

We're waiting
on the ballistics,

but the gun that was
recovered at the scene

is registered
to Colin's father.

- I questioned the headmaster.

He said Colin was a loner.

Scholarship student,
swim team.

He was the kind of kid who you
saw around but never noticed.

- I checked Colin's phone.

There's a few texts and phone
calls, but nothing jumps out.

You know, he didn't post much
on social media.

No manifestos.

- Except that
in Colin's journal,

he always draws his revenge
fantasies with a partner.

He talks a lot
about a kid named EJ.

"Talked to EJ at practice.
He's the only one who gets it.

"I have to do
this no matter what.

I hope EJ is with me."

- So maybe
EJ wasn't with Colin.

Something happened.
He didn't show up.

Colin got cold feet

and decided he couldn't
go through with it alone,

and he took himself out
instead of his classmates.

- If EJ is in fact
a real person

and they were
in this together,

he could still be planning

to carry out the attack
on the school.

- Well, there's
no EJ at Webster,

but there are four boys
with those initials,

and one of 'em
is on the swim team.

Ethan Jones.

- Find him.

Get expedited
search warrants,

talk to teachers, students,

anybody who knew Colin.

I need to know
if there's an ongoing threat

at Webster Country Day.

- You're sure
Ethan's at school?

- Yeah.

They're doing
grief councils.

EJ wanted to go.

- Did Ethan and Colin
spend a lot of time together?

- They were on
the swim team.

Colin came over here sometimes
to play video games.

- Was he in trouble
at school?

- Is my son in danger?

- Antonio, you got
to have a look at this.

I did a search history check
on Ethan's computer.

That's from four days ago.

"How to build
a homemade bomb."

[door opens]

- It's a difficult day.

Colin was a good teammate,

but there was a lot
going on we couldn't see.

The grief counselors are here
to help you process everything.

- Coach Sanders,
can we have a word?

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Which of these boys
is Ethan Jones?

- He's not here.

- His mother said
he was with you.

- I dismissed Ethan
from the team last month.

Is it true that Colin was
planning to bomb the school?

- We're collecting
information.

- Cops all over the campus.

The students are freaked out.

We're supposed
to be grieving,

but if you think about
what could have happened,

maybe we should be
celebrating.

[screaming]

[overlapping shouting]

- Hey!

- Get off me!
- Out of the way!

Out of the way!

You, stand back!

- Move away!
Get back!

- Get out!
Get out of the way!

- Move away!
You, move back!

- [groans]
- You, move back!

- [coughs]

- Are you okay?

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- Loner,

bunch of fights at school,

arguments with teachers,

violent video games
on his computer.

- Guys, this is Detective McCabe
from the youth division.

Since Ethan's a minor,
he has to be in there with us.

- As an observer.

- He's a minor who hasn't
been charged with a crime.

Let's play nice.

- You and me.
- Sarge, let me do this.

I used to be this kid.

- Get it.

- Hey, Ethan.

I'm Detective
Erin Lindsay.

- I'm Detective Jay Halstead.

- And I'm Detective McCabe.

I'm with the youth division.

I'm here on your behalf.

- Why am I here?

I'm the one who got beat up.

- Ethan, I think the kids
at school were just scared.

Not just about Colin.

They're scared about you.

- [scoffs]

- Did you know that Colin
kept a notebook?

It's pretty interesting.

"Talked to EJ
at practice today.

He's the only one
who gets it."

EJ is you, right?

"I want revenge.

I want to kill."

- [laughs softly]

- Is there something
funny to you in there?

- If you knew
what it was like,

you wouldn't be too happy
about it either.

- You're at a school
with a lot of rich kids,

and you didn't fit in,
like Colin.

The rich kids,
they look down on you,

bully you.

You and Colin, you decide
to take your revenge.

- You really don't get it.

I wasn't planning
to kill bullies.

- Then what were
you planning?

[tense music]

What am I not seeing?

*

- Nothing.

- Hey, Ethan,

I'm here.

All right?
Tell me.

*

- Um...

[knock on door]

[door opens]
- EJ.

Oh, baby, look at you.

- I'm all right.

- All right, Ethan,
stay with me.

Hey, stay with me.

What were you
and Colin planning?

- You don't have any idea
what you're talking about.

All that stuff about Colin,
that was his thing.

- You're just gonna
let this kid walk?

- I can't arrest him
for something he might do.

I can't even hold him.

He's a minor.

- Since when did Hank Voight

become such a stickler
for the rules?

- Oh, so now you're
taking the leash off?

Is this coming from you
or the superintendent?

So I can tell people
if it goes sideways.

- If this kid is a monster
and we set him--

- Deputy, can I please just
get back to doing my job?

Please.

- Just tell me
you have a handle on this.

- I don't, actually.

Yet.

- Deputy.

- What's up?

- Ran all
the criminal complaints,

and I got a hit on Ethan.

He was a suspect
in a vandalism report.

Somebody put a rag
in the gas tank of a motorcycle

and blew it up.

The owner tried to accuse Ethan,
but he couldn't prove it.

- Kirby Peterson.

- Yeah, senior class president
of Webster Country Day.

- Hmm.

And what are we hoping
to learn from Mr. Peterson?

- I feel like we got
a beef on our hands

and we need to see
how big it is.

- Good.

- Kirby Peterson?

- Yeah.

I knew it was Ethan

because he told me he was
going to get back at me,

and he laughed
about it afterwards.

- What provoked him?
- Who knows?

Ethan's a freak.

We're talking about
a totally deranged loser.

I mean, weren't they going
to blow up our school?

- I'll ask it again.
What provoked him?

- [sighs]

We were on
the swim team together.

Ethan was one
of the newbies.

- Colin too.

- Yeah.

So we have this tradition.

After one of the practices,

while the freshmen
are in the showers,

varsity comes in and takes
their towels and their clothes,

so when they come out,
you know...

- Fun times.
- It's initiation.

Happens to everybody.

But Ethan went nuts.

He came after me
with a fire extinguisher.

I swear,
he was trying to kill me.

- By extinguishing you?

- He had it over his head
ready to crush my skull.

- And after he threatened you,
you and your buddies

didn't take the ballgame
back to him to save face?

- No.

- Kirby,
if you know something

about what Ethan
might be up to next--

- I would tell you.

And at this point,
I'm gonna need my dad here

if we're gonna
talk about this any more.

- You threw away
the paternity test

without even seeing
the results?

- If I don't step up,
it'll go bad for Michelle.

- What about Lexi?

How's it gonna go for her?

- I can be a father
to them both.

We'll make it work.

- We?

The daughter of a woman

that you had
an affair with

comes to live with us.

We can make that work?

- Meredith.

- Okay, look, Al--

- Meredith, Meredith, Meredith--

- Al, this is what we do.
- Baby, baby, baby--

- No, It's simple.

We just find this girl
a foster home.

- Hey, I can't just
toss her to the wolves.

Michelle needs a father.

She deserves that.

- I hear you, Al.

I really do.

- Hey, stay--stay with me.

- I'm gonna put your stuff
out on the lawn.

If it's not gone by tomorrow,
I'm gonna burn it.

[somber music]

*

- Hey.

- Hey, what's up?

- We got two paper jobs
in the queue.

- I know. I'll see you
in the parking lot.

- Okay.

- Hey, bro.
- Hey, what's up?

- How you doing, man?

Come here,
I got a genius idea.

- Yeah.

What?

- Come over for
dinner tonight.

- I can't.
I have to see my sister.

Her cat's touch and go.
- Oh, again?

Come on, that cat,
he's faking it for sympathy.

I'm telling you.
Come on over.

I'm gonna cook for you.
- Since when do you cook?

- You ever had
fettuccine Alfredo?

- Not since high school.

- I've got a secret recipe.

- Okay.

- Extra cream.

- [laughs]
Mm.

- See, I like that smile.

- Yummy.
- I'm just trying to...

You coming over?

- Oh, the cat.

I'll call you.
- The cat?

Don't call.
Just come over.

- Jay, yo, I got a ping
on Ethan's phone.

It was moving,
but now it has stopped.

It's at 313 Bristol Street.
I'll run the owner.

Darren Sanders.
- Ethan's swim coach.

Get Burgess and Roman
to check it out.

- Okay.

[sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

*

- What's going on?

- We're looking
for Ethan Jones.

Is he here?

- No.
Why would he be?

- I'll get the back.

- Mind if I take
a look inside?

- Of course not.
Come on in.

- Roman!

I got something.

*

- This your car?

.

- Pedophile.

Pretty nasty allegation.

- You can write anything
on a car.

It doesn't make it true.

- You know...

we thought Ethan was
planning on

going after
the bullies at his school.

Turns out his coach
was the bully.

Or worse.

- The only thing
I'm guilty of

is looking after
a troubled kid.

- Took him under your wing.

Spent extra time with him.

- I did.

I made sure he got rides.

His mom worked late.

Sometimes he'd come
for dinner after practice.

My wife...
[laughs]

well, she's...
a more-the-merrier type.

- Let me ask you something.

[tense music]

You do the same favors
for Colin Blake?

*

- As a coach,
you do what you can.

But Colin...

he was definitely
under Ethan's influence.

He may have turned him
against me.

*

- You did something to him.

- Yeah, I set boundaries.

Because Ethan...

he started showing up

out of the blue
looking for favors.

He wanted too much.

It's hard.

He lost his father
in Afghanistan.

But finally I told Ethan,

"I can't be your father."

He didn't like that.

- Hmm.

- Snail brought
this for you.

It's from Captain Whitaker.

You in trouble?

- No. Why?
You heard something?

- I'd rather get a call
from my gynecologist

than a formal letter
from Captain Whitaker.

- Why are you
making me come here?

- I could arrest you
for vandalism.

We're just gonna have
a conversation.

- Ethan.

[dark music]

*

I don't know what game
you're playing here,

but please,

you need to stop this now.

- You need to leave.

- I cut him from the team.

Now he's trying
to get back at me.

*

- Go.

- Yeah, come on.

You heard the guy.

- Let's go.

*

- Ethan, you got
to help me understand.

Why'd you spray-paint
"pedophile" on his car?

[sighs]

Maybe it's too hard
to say out loud.

So you spray-painted it

knowing you'd get caught.

Knowing that this whole thing
would just blow up.

And that...

is fine.

That's fine.

Sometimes things like this,

you just got to take
a sledgehammer to 'em first.

*

But now here we are.

*

Tell me what's been going on.

I swear to you,

I'm gonna do everything
I can to make it right.

*

- [whimpers]

- It's okay.

- [crying]

My dad told me...

I was supposed
to be a man.

*

- We just kicked
a pedophile.

- We don't let Sanders
out of our sight.

- Got it.

[Ethan crying]

*

- Ethan, what else
can you tell me?

- He recruited me
in public school.

He promised he'd get me
a scholarship to Webster.

That's when it started.

And then when Colin told me the
same thing happened to him...

we wanted to hurt Coach.

[sniffles]
To get back at him.

But I didn't want anybody
to know what he did to me.

[exhales]

[sniffles]

There was another boy.

- Another boy

that Sanders abused?

- His name was Jeff.

He contacted Colin.

He said he went
to a school in Milwaukee

where Coach used to teach...

and said the same things
happened to him.

- What did Colin say
Jeff wanted to do, go public?

- No.

Revenge.

We were gonna meet up
with Jeff that day,

me and Colin,

to blow up Coach's car.

But I backed out.
I couldn't go through with it.

Maybe that's why Colin
killed himself.

- How do I find Jeff?

- I don't know.

- Where did you guys
say you were gonna meet?

.

- All right,
Sanders did coach

at a small
prep school in Milwaukee,

but he never had a Jeff
on any of his teams.

There was one Jeffrey
at the school,

but he's black
and he lives in London.

- I spoke
to Milwaukee police.

Never any charges filed
against Sanders,

no victim reports.

- M.E. came back
on Colin's death.

Muzzle burn is
consistent with suicide,

but there wasn't enough
gun powder residue on his hand,

and the angle of entry
doesn't make sense.

- Colin was murdered.

- It's looking like it.

Time of death between
10:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m.

- We know where
Sanders was then?

- He was at the school

with an airtight alibi
for when Colin disappeared.

- Uh, guys?

Guys, I just pulled
the surveillance footage

from the cameras
around the Emerald City Cafe

on the afternoon
that Colin died.

There's one next door.

There we go,
so there's Colin.

And that's Jeff.

I know it's not much, but,
you know, he's 5'10", white,

he's got a tattoo on the neck.

They left around 1:15.

- So this Jeff
lured Colin out

pretending to be another
victim and then killed him.

- Sanders has to be the one
pulling the strings.

- I accessed Coach Sanders's
bank records.

He liquidated a college fund
a week ago for $3,200.

- Where's he gonna
hire a hit man for that?

- He volunteered at a juvenile
detention center last year

as a conditioning coach.

You throw a rock in there,
you're gonna hit somebody

willing to pull a trigger
for that price.

- Find this guy.

- Ethan, um...I got to go,

but your mom's on her way in.

Okay?

- Can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- Does my mom need to know?

- Yeah, man.
She does.

- Can you be
the one who tells her?

- If that's
what you really want.

[poignant music]

*

- Are you okay?

- Do me a favor
and don't leave me alone

with the swim coach,
'cause--

- Hey, I got you.

- All right.

[clears throat]

- I've got 96 offenders

who participated in Coach
Sanders's conditioning classes.

- How many released
in the last six months?

[keys clacking]

- 72.
You want their names?

- No, looking for
a white male.

- Got 22 of those.

- Well, he's got tattoos.

- That doesn't narrow it down.

- One on his neck.

- Let's see.

Three of those.

- That's him.

- Jessie Mandel,
released three weeks ago.

- Okay, I need an address.

- 524 Green Street.
It's a halfway house.

- Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

*

- Excuse me.

Got a Jessie Mandel
living here?

- I did.

He blew out of here
20 minutes ago.

- What was he wearing?

- He had a green backpack.

- Any idea
where he was going?

- He's not coming back.

Said he came into some money.

- Did he have a car?

- Not that I know of.

It's called a halfway house
for a reason.

You only know half the stuff
that's going on.

- Mouse, looks like Jessie's
on his way out of town.

Circulate his photo to the
airports, train, bus stations.

- Yeah.

- And tap into the security
cameras at every El Station

within a two-mile radius.

- Yes, sir.

*

Oh.

Yeah.
Thank you.

Sir, a copper
from mass transit just called.

They have a possible sighting

outside the Washington
and Wells Station.

*

I got him!

Jessie Mandel's approaching the
Washington and Wells Station.

He's got a green backpack.

[dramatic music]

[tires squeal]

*

- Jessie Mandel!

Police, move, move!
Police!

- Get out of the way!

[indistinct PA announcement]

*

- Aah!

- Chicago Police, move!

Police!
Move, move!

Everybody move!

Chicago Police!

*

- He dropped the bag.
He's in that car, go!

Everybody, stay back,
stay back.

Chicago Police,
stay back!

- [grunts]

*

- Shut down L platform
at Washington and Wells.

- Police!
Out of the way!

Move, move, move!
Move, move!

Police, don't move!

Don't move!

Jessie, freeze!

*

[panting]

.

- Sergeant,
we got rush hour coming.

Are you gonna move the body,

or do I have to shut
the whole thing down?

- We'll let you know.

- [sighs]

- Backpack's clean.

Just a bunch of clothes.

- Yeah,
we searched his pockets.

There's nothing
to tie him to Sanders.

Money just says
the kid had money.

- This guy got off easy.
- Yeah?

Our only connection to Sanders
just died with that kid.

I don't want any cameras
near here.

You understand?
No media.

Right now, we're the only
people in this city

who know Jessie's dead.

Let's keep it that way.

[overlapping chatter]

[tense music]

*

- What is this?

- Darren Sanders,
you're under arrest.

- For what?

- Crimes against children.

- Look, I'm not going anywhere
until I talk to my lawyer.

- Yeah?
Turn around.

Put your hands there.

You know I'll drag you
out of here

face first across the ground
in front of all your guests.

Give me a reason.

Please.

No?

Move.

- Call my lawyer.
Now.

*

- Okay.

Sanders's lawyer is on his way.

- Well, hold him off.

Just let me set the hook.

- Sarge.
- Hmm?

- I want to do this.

- Maybe a little too much.

- Hey, come on.

[door opens]

- I'm confused.

See, I got--

I got Jessie Mandel
in the other room,

and he's spinning a version
that, I don't know,

doesn't add up.

I mean, Jessie's saying
you paid him to kill Colin.

- I don't know who Jessie Mandel
is, and I don't have anything--

- Darren, Darren, Darren.

We're way past that, okay?

We know.

We know you met Jessie when
you were volunteering at juvie.

We know you drained your kid's
college fund to pay him.

We know, okay?

I'm here--I mean,
I'm trying to help you,

and you're insulting
my intelligence.

I just want to know the truth.

I mean, did you pay Jessie
to scare the piss out of Colin

so he'd keep his mouth shut?

I mean, that's--

that's the only thing
makes sense to me

based on the amount
of money that--

- I want to talk to my lawyer.

- Oh, yeah?

You want to talk
to your lawyer?

That's your right.

Let me tell you something.

If I walk out of this room

and I go back over to Jessie...

his version
gets carved in stone,

and you take the ride.

All of it.

You understand?

[dark music]

[laughs softly]

*

- It's fine.

*

Jessie wasn't supposed
to kill Colin!

He was just supposed
to scare him!

*

Jessie wasn't supposed
to kill Colin.

He was just supposed
to scare him to keep him quiet.

That is all
I told Jessie to do.

- Uh-huh.

- So Colin's death,

that is on Jessie.

Right?

*

- Hey.

- Hey.

Hey, listen, I don't like
cases like this one,

but I'm grateful
when you guys do catch 'em.

That's for sure.

- Hm,
Yeah, I guess, huh?

Hey, Sean, I'm--

I'm really sorry to hear
about your friend.

You know, we all heard
about what you were doing

for that boy, and
I'm just sorry he passed, man.

- Thanks.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Listen.

When Nadia died,
I wasn't exactly in a hurry

to talk to anybody about it.

That didn't go so well for me.

You're gonna go through
whatever you got to go through,

but...I'm around, man.

Everybody's here for you.

- I just haven't gotten my head
around it yet, you know?

Still pretty angry.

- Yeah.

- I appreciate
you reaching out.

- Good evening.
- Hey.

- Through there.
- Right there?

- Yeah.
[indistinct chatter]

- You look nice.
- Thank you.

[funk music playing]

[door closes]

- Gentlemen?

Uh...I got an invite.

*

- This is Kevin Atwater
from the 21st.

Alvin Olinsky said
he's all right.

Thought we could use
some new blood.

- What we could use
is some new money.

- Uh...how much new money?

- How much you got?

- That's your spot.

- Oh.

*

[sighs]

*

- How you feeling, Chief?

Oh.

Thank you.

Thanks.

[pop rock playing]

*

- [chuckles]

Yeah!

[humming]

[knock at door]

*

Hello, beautiful lady.

- Adam.
- Oh, hey, Al.

- I need a place to crash
just for a few days.

- Oh.
Uh...

- Hey, thanks, man.
- Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

*

- So...where do I sleep?

- Uh, well...

- How about Michelle
takes the bedroom?

You and me can rough it
on the couches.

- Yeah,
there's only one couch.

- We'll figure it out.

- Is this fettuccine Alfredo?

- Yeah.

- I love fettuccine Alfredo.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

- Oh.

- Hey, baby.

[laughs softly]

- Hi.

- You look just like him.

- [laughs softly]

That's what my mom
says sometimes.

- I was a soldier too.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, man.

I've known some heroes.

But what you did,

going public,

telling the truth
about what happened,

that might just be the bravest
thing I've ever seen.

[stirring music]

*

- I miss him.

- I know.

- Did you lose friends?

- Many, yeah.

- How do you deal with it?

*

- When I get down,

I...I try to remind myself

that they made a sacrifice

so that I could come home
and live my life.

I just try to honor that.

Your dad would be so happy
for you right now.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Not just because of
what you did,

because it's over.

- [laughs softly]

*