All language subtitles for Seal Team - S01E02 - Other Lives.en

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It doesn't matter
what Nate wanted.

I made the call.

Where's that blood coming from?

The fact that you refuse

to talk about Nate's
death is telling me

that's exactly what we
should be talking about.

Nate's death isn't on you.

I understand that since the
operation in December last year,

you and your wife
have separated.

You know he's
sleeping on our fold-out.

I miss seeing you guys.

Sucks that's the way it works.

And if any of us thought
there was even a chance

you two weren't
gonna get past this,

we'd all be taking
it pretty hard.

Hey, Daddy.

Be great if you could
come by one evening.

Well, I don't live
there anymore,

so it really doesn't
matter, right?

Clear.

I told you to stay
out of the tunnel, no?

Until you graduate Green
Team, you're a member

of Chalk 2, Alpha Platoon,
SEAL Team 3. Damn right.

The kid's not Tier One, not yet.

You're saying that Molly
doesn't want any of this stuff?

She just... wants to
get rid of her whole...

just everything here?

That's what she says.

She keeps telling
me to sell it all.

Since Nate's death,

Molly just wants a fresh
start with her family.

Yeah, but there's
a lot of stuff here.

I mean, I could tell
her to kiss my ass,

find someone else
to sell the place.

Let's have dinner tonight. Hmm?

Tex-Mex.

It's not a good idea.

It's a great idea.

Remember what
happened last time?

Yeah, I do.

Jason, it's too confusing.

"Too confusing."
What, for the kids?

For everyone.

Look, that was
never our problem.

Problem was I was never here.

That was the problem, right?

No, our problem is you're not
here even when you are here.

Just checked out all the time.

Look, if we're taking a break,

then we're taking a
break from all of it.

♪

So, I hired a gardener.

Nate Massey is hiring
another guy to mow his lawn.

Say it's not so, please.

Last deployment,

Molly forgot to put the eggshell

in the soil like I told her.

We had the worst fight that
we have ever had, okay?

So I just figured,
you know what?

Gardener is cheaper
than a divorce.

♪

So, Nate, Alana and I,

we've been talking and we're
gonna live apart for a while.

I'm sorry to hear that, man.

Yeah, yeah.

You know what, it
is what it is, right?

Should move in here.

Move in here with me,

spend a little quality
time with your godson.

Godson I could deal with,

but walking around your
eggshells, no, thank you.

And, besides, do you think
Ray would really want me

to live anywhere
else but his place?

♪ I gotta get myself
off the side of the road ♪

♪ I gotta get myself up
off the side of the road ♪

♪ Things are lookin' clear
as they've ever been ♪

♪ Don't know how it'll end,
but I know where to begin ♪

♪ Gotta get myself off
the side of the road ♪

♪ I gotta quit lyin' to myself

♪ And let the truth be told

♪ I got to quit
lyin' to myself ♪

♪ And let the truth be told

♪ Again I woke up
burned out by the sun ♪

♪ Tired of layin' still
so I'm movin' along ♪

♪ Quit lyin' to myself
and let the truth be told ♪

♪ Hey, hey, yes ♪
Ooh-ooh... ooh-ooh

♪ Hey, hey, I've gotta pick
myself up off the ground, yeah ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh... ooh-ooh ♪ Hey, hey

♪ I've gotta pick myself
up off the ground, yeah... ♪

Got some wheels on you, Spenser.

Good finish, Brian.

All right, come on,
let's go. Finish it up.

Got a big day in front of us.

♪ I've gotta pick myself
up off the ground. ♪

Mm-hmm. Good movement.

Ah, good heart sounds.

I'm telling you, baby,
he's got my dad's height.

You know, he's
got my dad's height.

Remember, I told you my great
uncle, he backed up Willis Reed

when he was with the Knicks?

It might've been my
great, great uncle.

I think it might ring a bell.

The fluid volume is normal.

Fetal position is head down.

Okay, Naima, looking real good

for four weeks out.

What did we say? Was it the
29th or something like that?

Yeah, 29th.

Well, baby gets a vote, too.

Sometimes they just do
not want to stay in there.

But as far as him
going out of town?

Yeah, what's your
duty schedule like?

Unpredictable.

What command did
you say you're with?

Logistical support, was it?

Bye. We got a big one.

You're looking at
satellite imagery

of an abandoned hospital outside
al-Hool in northeastern Syria.

Wait a second, I'm sorry,

but there's a lot of tire tracks
there for abandoned, I'm saying.

We believe the
Syrian Army is using it

- as a bioweapons factory.
- Wait a minute.

Weren't they only supposed
to be using mobile labs now?

I'm sure you all remember
Dr. Lucien from our chem-bio desk.

Oh, no, Dr. Death.

Hi again, everybody.

Our recent success IDing
and destroying mobile labs

has convinced the Syrian regime

to go back to
using static sites.

And they're choosing hospitals

because they think
we'll be afraid to bomb.

DoD won't authorize a strike

without definitive proof
that the site's being used

for chemical weapons production.

Okay, what does the DoD
consider "definitive proof"?

Physical evidence.

Samples?

Gets better.

So, a satellite passes
every seven hours,

traverses the area for 12
seconds, takes six photos.

Three passes ago, took these.

Those black shapes
are... Dead cattle.

Well, they definitely
had a leak, didn't they?

Heavy fighting in the
area last few days.

We believe an errant
shell hit the stockpile.

20 klicks; that's close.

Yeah, we'll be monitoring

the Syrian troop
movements best we can.

Get you in and out in a hurry.

How big is the guard force?

Uh, so far, we make it

a single six-man unit.

You're telling me they got
a chemical weapons factory

and there's only
six guys guarding it?

Yeah, enough that they were
missed by the photo analyst.

Not for the cows, we might
never have found the place.

Best guess what
they were making?

Based on the regime's
history, sarin or VX.

One of those is
the bad ones, right?

Uh, sarin is pretty nasty stuff.

Bucket full of it, kill every
man, woman on the planet.

But you're probably
thinking about VX.

It's widely regarded

as the deadliest substance
man's ever created.

So, we're gonna actually
have to handle this stuff?

Right, and who says you
never take us anywhere nice?

Look, we can't
even get a drone up.

I'm just gonna assume
we can't chopper in.

Russians are threatening
to shoot down anything

that crosses into
Syrian airspace.

We jump in. HAHO.

Oh, yeah. HAHO.

We bail out in Iraqi airspace,

then fly to the
target under canopy.

That's right. The
problem is getting out.

How far to the border?

18 kilometers.

What's the nearest
Quick Reaction Force?

Special Forces ODA working
with Peshmerga at the border.

Great, it's easy. Have
them standing by.

Once we secure the target, they
come and they pick us up. Boom.

Hey, we've been
seeing Russian troops

on the border areas, yeah?

DoD will never authorize
any ground movement

with the possibility
of Russian contact.

DoD has no balls.

We could get you local
vehicles. How many?

I wouldn't count on
more than two or three.

Two or three.

It could work. We keep our
numbers small. How many straps?

Well, it's Syria,
so there's no BSO,

there's no indig partners.

Maybe two EODs for
the decontamination.

You don't need a translator
'cause you got Ray and Trent.

Okay, so, two EODs,
that's all we need.

- Yeah. - And him.

What?

It-It-It's not my
idea, I assure you.

Another contribution from the
good-idea fairies at CENTCOM.

We have no idea

if that factory is still
actively contaminated.

What, the Syrians
didn't clean it first?

As far as we can tell,

they just pulled
their "scientists" out

and, uh, locked the place down

till they can pacify the area.

All right, listen
up, Green Team.

Time for the first top
five and bottom five

of this year's
Selection and Training.

Today you get to
judge each other.

One side of your paper lists
in order the top five candidates

of this Selection
and Training class.

On the other side
lists the bottom five.

We'll tally the results.

We'll post the bottom five
on the wall in the team room.

Bottom man in the bottom
five will be immediately dropped

from this Selection
and Training class.

Questions?

Yeah. How come you
don't post the top five?

At the Tier One level,
top five candidates,

just means you
met the expectation.

Anything else is unsat.

So-so guys in the top five,

they don't even know
if they made the grade?

End of this Selection
and Training,

if you're still here

to get drafted into a
Tier One squadron,

then you know you
made the grade.

Is that clear, Mr. Spenser?

Yeah.

Got a little soft there in
your old age, huh, Mary?

Meaning? Meaning the
Spenser kid still has his teeth.

Back in the day,

you would've knocked 'em all
the way in the back of his throat.

Yeah, kid's barely
halfway into Selection,

already got the chance to
operate in an honest-to-God

real-world mission with
Jason Hayes... That's right.

The Bravo Team big dogs.
Damn straight. Cheers to that.

He got to personally
smoke Abu Samir.

Mm-hmm. Make anyone cocky.

Kid ain't cocky because
of what he's done,

he's cocky because
his daddy's Ash Spenser.

You read the book?

You?

No.

Is nobody gonna
ask if I read the book?

Okay. Okay.

All right.

All right, look, hey. Showtime.

I'll tell you what, Ray.

15 years in the
Teams, biggest regret

is never being able
to see my babies born.

What I recall from my first time

is that you didn't miss much.

You're mostly there
to hold the ice chips.

Right. Holding ice chips, right?

Look, all I'm saying is

maybe you want
to sit this one out.

I do not.

We already talked to
the doctor this morning.

Said we're on track
for the end of the month.

And if it happens,

Naima can get her
mom to hold the ice chips.

You gotta hold the ice chips.

Nah, I will, I'll make it.

I'm good to go,
coach. Put me in.

Hey.

Since we're the only
tandem, we will go first.

When this ramp opens up, we're
gonna shuffle forward like this.

Okay? Almost to the edge.

Then I will tap
your shoulder twice.

Tap, tap. All right?
Lean forward,

and gravity's gonna
take it from there, okay?

Okay.

Doc, stay with me.

What's that? Oxygen.

I thought this was the oxygen.
No, this is for pre-breathe.

It's gonna give you a
base before you jump.

Okay, look, we are jumping
almost two miles higher

than the top of Mount Everest.

Right, you don't pre-breathe,
you run the risk of passing out,

which means you lose
body position, start to spin,

and that chute right there
is gonna wrap around us

tighter than a cigarette roll.

Hey, hey. Look at me.

Look at me.
Relax. Silver lining.

If that were to happen to us,

you and I are both
gonna be unconscious

when we burn in.

Okay? That's a good thing.

Let's do this.

Sure.

Let's go. Get up.

Break down the pallet.

You okay, Doc?

Yeah, great.

You're gonna be fine.

♪

You know you don't have to
carry these guys anymore, right?

What's that mean?

It means this isn't
white-side anymore.

All that "rah-rah,"
"team first" crap.

Dude, this level, Tier One,

these guys are
looking for all-stars.

You saying I
shouldn't have stopped

to help Big Country up the wall?

You know, these guys
already know that we're SEALs,

we've seen combat,
been through BUD/S...

We can act as
part of a boat crew.

Well, they're looking for
guys who don't need that crew.

I don't know, man.

What I've seen here...

no one's crazy
about guys flying solo.

Look, I-I'm just trying
to give you my advice,

all right... you
don't have to take it.

Well, we'll see tomorrow

who's in the bottom five or not.

Okay.

Hey.

Holy Mother, look at that.

Hey, man, come on.
Give a brother a chance.

Like I said, bro,
you got to keep up.

I'm Clay.

Stella.

Stella? Mm-hmm.

"Stella! Hey, Stella..."

Wow, no one's
ever said that before.

Come on, that
doesn't make it not fun.

Do you even know what it's from?

Yeah.

I'm not sure I believe
you. Okay, bet me.

I lose, I buy. What
year do you think this is?

Come on.

Even in 2017, a
guy's got to be able

to buy a drink without it
being considered a hate crime.

I bet you can't tell
me one more line.

And I bet you I can. Hmm.

But you know what?
I'm not going to.

Exactly.

You know, Oprah
did this episode once.

The whole show it
was about prejudgment.

I'm pretty sure
she was against it.

I have students who
might characterize

your hate-crime joke
itself as a microaggression.

So, what, you're a teacher?

A grad student.

Hudson... Hudson State.

And speaking of which,
I have to lead a section

first thing tomorrow
morning, so...

I'll get it.

No, no. You really think I'm
gonna let you pay for my drink?

Why not? Feminism?

Yeah, something like that.

I thought the whole
point of feminism

was the women were
supposed to be able to do

whatever they want.

Yes, and, you know,

as much as I would
like to stay here

and debate that definition,

because I really
never, ever get tired

of listening to
good-looking, 20-something

middle-class white guys
opining on the finer points

of intersectional gender theory,

I have to teach in the morning,

just like I said.

When can I see you again?

You know my name, and
you know where I'm in school.

If you are what I think
you are, you shouldn't have

too much trouble finding me.

You think I'm Dog
the Bounty Hunter?

Hey, wait, wait, wait. I
thought you weren't gonna

let me buy your drink.

Did I say that?

Yeah, I haven't bought my
own drinks since I was 16.

I consider it reparations.

Not even carrying my wallet.

Relying on the
"kindness of strangers"?

Hey, I think making
these things breathable

defeats the purpose. You okay?

If I'm a little nervous
about walking into a building

full of spilled nerve
agent, I guess I'm in

the wrong line of work, right?

You're gonna be okay.

TOC, this is Bravo 1.

We've reached our target.
We're about to engage.

Got two guards
outside the hospital.

Good copy, Bravo 1.

Any word on our Syrian friends?

Negative. Still engaged
with the FSA 20 klicks out.

Copy that.

All right?

Up right.

Up left.

Three, two, one.

♪

♪

I got this, Ray.

This place took a hit.

Clear.

All right, Doc, you're on.

Dang. Looks like the
shelling tore up the stockpile

more than we thought.

I got to swab the apparatus
now to get our samples.

What's that do to the timeline?

Nothing good.

Let's go, Doc. You
got to move. Let's go.

Yeah.

You want to tell me what in
the actual hell that was about?

What the hell was
what about, huh?

TOC, this is Bravo 1.

We've secured the lab.

Strap's gonna start
collecting samples.

Roger, Bravo 1.

We'll get those
indig vehicles in place

for your exfil.

Bravo 1, be advised,

the last satellite pass
appears to show a change

in the status of the
engagement to your east.

FSA force is withdrawing at
speed, Syrian Army not pursuing.

Guys, if they turn and
move on you, you'll have

maybe 20 minutes to get out
of there before you're boxed in.

Copy that, TOC.

We'll be long gone by then.

This is Bravo 4.

Boss, we need you
up on second deck.

Copy.

Fadlak... Saeidna... Fadlak.

Hey, kid, look, look at this.

Hold on to that, okay?

Keep that safe, understand?

All right?

You're gonna be okay.

All right?

Be strong.

All right, look, as
far as I can tell,

the kid is saying
that the regime

took their village from I.S.

They rounded them
up to work here.

All right? Took the
military-age guys to join the fight,

including his dad.

Yeah, well, her husband, too.

I mean, she was
pretty vague on it.

Didn't seem like
something I should press on.

How's he doing? Man, his whole
respiratory system's compromised.

Plus, if the paralysis of his
throat muscles continues,

he's gonna drown
in his own spit.

How much atropine you
give him? Two Syrettes.

Okay, great. Make
it three. You sure?

Might want to hang onto
that in case you get exposed.

Make it three.

Got a head count? 23 total.

Seven kids. They all exposed?

Got to assume so.

All right. Can we
save them? Some.

I mean, maybe. But we got
to get them fully deconned

and to a trauma
center, and even then...

You have any idea what
agent we're dealing with?

I don't know for sure
till Doc gets it in a lab,

but my guess is VX.

How long is it
gonna take to decon?

Figure ten minutes
each, little less for the kids,

because they got less
surface area. Okay, look.

Get at it, okay? The
sun rises in five hours,

and when that happens, I
want to be somewhere else.

Roger that.

You know we invented VX, right?

Sorry, what? Yeah.

Well, actually, to be
fair, the Brits did first.

But they did it by mistake,

and as soon as they
realized how toxic it was,

they stopped making it.

A few years later, the U.S.
Army goes into mass production.

We're the good guys, right?

You know what? We
are the good guys, Ray,

because we're not
actually using this stuff.

We got two indig cars, Jason.

How we gonna get
these people out of here?

That's my next call.

Yes, sir, 23.

Yeah, o-our guys are
using local vehicles,

they don't have enough space.

Yes, well, we'd like to
request some additional transpo

from a Special Forces
ODA at the border, sir.

Yes, sir, I realize that.

Yes, sir, I understand,
but i-if you would just...

Excuse me, sir.

They predict they'll be
done with decon by 0400.

That doesn't give
our guys much time

to get back across the
border before sunrise.

One thing to be in that
place when it's dark,

when the bad guys can't see 'em.

They said that
they're gonna make it.

Are we gonna get permission
to pull those people out

once we decon them?

Yeah, I'm working on it.

Okay, sorry, sir, I was
receiving a field report.

DoD would prefer no
U.S. boots on the ground

in that whole
section of the country.

CENTCOM colonel I spoke to
sounded like it was news to him

our guys went in. You?

Well, I was looking for
units already in the country

that had enough vehicles
to help carry the people out.

Well, right. It's easier
to get brass to sign off

on getting Americans
out of Syria. Smart.

Exactly, but nothing so far.

Sonny.

Let's go. Take a break.

I'm fine.

Look, I got an estimated
company of Syrian Army regulars

about 20 klicks away.

That sun comes up, I'm
gonna need you frosty, all right?

We're gonna be here
till sun comes up?

We're, uh, waiting on a ride for
those people downstairs, huh?

I'd put the shooters
we have here with us

against any other
shooters in the world, Jason.

But that don't mean
we can hold off an army.

Look, you do know what happens

if we leave those
people downstairs, right?

I know whatever happens

has been decided
a long time ago.

Not their fault they were born.

It's not ours, either.

You know you got
to be real careful

deciding what's best
for somebody else's life.

Now, say we do pull them out.

Hand them off to Civil
Affairs, and then what?

Ain't nobody repatriating
them in a war zone.

If they're lucky, they
end up in Europe.

Let's assume that the borders
aren't shut down by then.

And if not, they will
spend the rest of their lives

in a refugee camp.

Right. You gonna say that to
those kids' faces downstairs?

I ain't gonna
look at their faces.

You know, we got a lot
of wolves in this world.

A sheepdog's got his hands full

trying to keep
his own flock safe.

Got no vigilance
left for anyone else.

Not a whole lot
of honor in that.

It is what it is.

Bravo 1, this is TOC.
Bump to channel three.

Hey, look, I just got the call.

Ray's baby's coming early.

Wait a second, what's wrong?

The fetal heartbeat's a
lot slower than they'd like.

They're gonna have to do
an emergency C-section.

Naima's getting prepped
for surgery as we speak.

How is she?

Not great at the moment.

It's a tough thing

to have to face on your own.

Look, she's never alone.

You know what I mean.

You gonna tell Ray?

Haven't decided yet.

Okay, look, Blackburn
didn't want me to tell you.

Wanted me to wait
till you got back.

But you said that I should
always give you the data,

then you'd decide
what to tell our guys.

No, you did the right thing.

Who did the right thing?

Sitrep?

Just finishing up
deconning the civilians.

EODs are gonna move to
the lab, start setting charges.

You ready to tell me what
happened downstairs?

When?

Team leader is never first
through the door, brother.

You're trying to make sure I
get back home in one piece

for those ice chips, huh?

Bravo 1, this is TOC.

Something like that.

Go for Bravo 1.

Listen, we made our
case. I told the captain

I believed we
should authorize you

to evac the civilians.
I was overruled.

Bravo 1, your mission objectives

remain unchanged:
collect the samples,

destroy any stockpiles
and infrastructure

and exfil all allied
personnel. Is that clear?

So we're just gonna leave
these people here to die?

Not leaving them any worse
off than if we hadn't shown up.

I know it sucks, but I
have been on the net

for hours, and nobody's gonna
authorize more American military

across that border.

Look, you're trying to tell
me that the Green Berets

get a TIC call, that the DoD's
not gonna let them respond?

I guess to answer
that for certain,

we'd have to have troops
in contact with the enemy.

Do we have troops in contact?

Not yet.

Shh.

So, we completed our mission.

As your ground commander,

the only lawful order
I can give right now

is for us to make exfil.

But I'm not gonna
give that order.

I'm also not gonna
give the order to stay.

So anybody who wants to leave
can get in those cars downstairs

and they can drive
straight for the border.

I'm sure it'll be a nice
Sunday drive by now.

The rest of us are gonna
stronghold this position

against a very large
enemy coming our way.

I expect,

once we're engaged,
the Green Berets at Sinjar

will respond to our TIC.

Otherwise, if they don't,

pretty sure we'll be overrun.

You don't think we
became frogmen

because we didn't secretly
all want to be Batman?

Come on now.

Well, you guys wouldn't miss
me in the fight, let's be honest.

But I also know you
wouldn't send me alone,

so instead of having
eight men here

to hold off the descending
hordes of bad guys,

you'd be down to,
what? Six? Maybe five?

So, while I don't know

if having to go through
the rest of my life

haunted by your
faces... not to mention

those poor souls behind us...

Is a fate literally
worse than death,

I also don't want to
find out, so I'm staying.

Okay, so let's do this.
Two shooters on the roof.

Three down below.
Let's get everybody away

from the windows
inside, all right?

Hey, Hale Storm, talk to me.

How long is it gonna take
you to, uh, wire up that lab?

20 minutes maybe.
Then I'll have to decon.

Okay, well, let's
get on it. Move.

You didn't really expect anybody

to take you up on
that offer, did you?

Oh, I was 50/50 on the doc
to be quite honest with you.

Bravo 1, this is
TOC. Bad news, guys.

You have massed enemy on
the move towards your position.

Estimate they could be
less than 30 minutes out.

How many "massed
enemy" are we talking about?

Too many.

I just love that feeling when
you're about to be shot at.

Anywhere else you'd like to be?

Hell no. Uh-huh.

Bravo 1, this is EOD.

Lab equipment is all detted
up. If you want to double-check

Dr. Death has got everything
he needs 'cause once I blow this,

we'll need to avoid this
whole side of the building.

Copy, EOD. Wait, 1.

Hey, Dr. Death. Luci.

You got everything you need?

To prove the regime was
making nerve agent? Yeah.

Absolutely.

I collected enough residue
to poison half the country.

This was some leak. I'm
amazed they're not all dead,

considering what they
must've taken into their bodies.

I guess they got lucky.

Let me ask you a question.
Do you think that the lab techs,

they'd clean their
equipment, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Wouldn't say I think about it
much. Yeah, especially in a lab

making the deadliest
stuff known to man.

Created by. Yeah, so?

EOD, this is Bravo.
Hold on that demo.

Roger, 1. Waiting on you.

What are you thinking?

TOC, this is Bravo
1, we have a problem.

Our chem guy is saying that
the samples he's collected

are not gonna test
positive for a banned agent.

He's thinking they're
possibly diluted.

Please advise.

Stand by, Bravo 1.

Yes, sir. Bravo 1 standing by.

They need evidence this
place was making poison,

and if we can't bring
them the samples...

Then they're our evidence.

Oh, that's good
stuff, Jason Hayes.

Yes, sir.

Sir, I am only relaying
the information.

Not at all, sir. I know we're
all under a lot of pressure.

That's for sure.

This better work.

- Yup. - As I was saying,

our analyst on the
ground is certain

some of the people were
exposed, but he's not confident

he can identify
which without testing.

In a la... in a lab
situation, yes.

That's right.

So, leaving any of them
behind would obviously risk...

That's right.

Lieutenant Commander
Blackburn. Sir.

Yes, sir.

"Diluted"?

I'm pretty sure you can
detect a single drop of VX

in an Olympic swimming pool.

Yup.

Yes, sir. 23 of them should be

more than enough evidence, sir.

And, of course, the
human obligation.

Couldn't agree more.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

How many vehicles is he sending?

That's beautiful. Tell
him I owe him one.

Okay, listen up, everybody.

The Green Berets are inbound,

which means we got
to get everybody there

out and ready to travel.

The enemy is two kilometers
out, which means, hey,

multiple vehicles, we got to
move now. Now, now, now.

Let's go.

Go, go, go, go. Move,
move, move, move, move.

Move, move, move. Let's go!

Let's go. Move, move. Move.

Come on. Move, move.

Bravo 1, we have Syrian
troops on the edge of town

and advancing.
Let's go. Move, move.

Come on, move.

Go, go!

Let's go, move out, move out!

I got you, I got you,
I got you. Hold on.

Go, go, go! Go!

Blow it! Blow it!

Fire in the hole!

Hey.

♪

Congrats, Ray.

Eight pounds, ten ounces.

Gonna play him on the O-line.

Slow heart rate thing?

Oh, that's... cord got wrapped
around the neck. Happens.

No worse for wear.

How's Naima?

She's tired, man.

Says she feels like
someone cut her open

and sewed her back together.

You could have
told me, you know.

Yeah, I know.

I, um... understand
why you didn't.

I know that, too.

Hey, Clay.

Could be worse, Spenser.

At least you're still here.

♪

Oh.

Hey.

Hi.

How's it going?

Well, I think I might have, uh,

underestimated
the size of this job.

I'm thinking about telling Molly
I'm doubling my commission.

How much are you
charging her now?

Zero.

How was work?

Hmm? How was work?

Good.

Yeah.

Everyone back safe?

Yeah.

Mikey.

Hey, come here.

Give me a hand,
will you? Sure, Dad.

Hand me that tape, will you?

Okay. Fold that,

the bottom one, the sides.

Let's close this
bad boy up, huh?

Hold that tape right there.

One more, okay?

Take two.

Okay.