All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S04E15 Bait Once, Bait Twice

Yes?

Checking in. Line will
be open from now on.

Fine.

Here she comes. Right on time.

Good. Very Good.

You gonna have enough time?

No sweat. Guaranteed.

Oh, there's the sound
I've been waiting for.

So the action's beginning.

Yep. Big red wagon.

What's going on?

Guess who just arrived.

What took him so long?

How are you doing?

Oh, I'm just about set.

Is the man on the scene yet?

Uh-huh.

He's working the girl.

I can just hear his cop mind

going clickety-clack
a mile a minute.

How's your sightline?

Right on the money.

All right. You know what to do.

Yep. I know what to do.

Let's take it nice
and easy, miss.

I'm here to help you.
We don't want you to die.

My name is McGarrett.

Would you tell me your name?

I'm with Five-0.

I... I happened to be nearby

and I saw you up here.

Will you tell me
your name, please?

Doctor.

No, no. You're
doing fine, Steve.

Just no sudden moves
and get her to talk.

Yeah, how? How?

Keep trying.

Miss, I-I've contacted somebody

who could help me help you.

He's a psychiatrist.

He works with the
Suicide Prevention Center.

Mr. McGarrett?

What? What have you got?

The room was reserved
yesterday by phone.

She checked in as Jane Smith.

Yeah. That figures.

Any luggage? None.

She told the clerk it
would be sent on later.

Yeah. A lot later.

Okay, Art. Thanks.

Doc, that girl is
terrified out there.

It seems to me, in spite
of her suicide threat,

she's really scared of dying.

Probably. What do
you have in mind?

Well, I think I've gotta go out
on that ledge and get her back.

If she'll let you.

We don't wanna
trigger her into anything.

So first, tell her exactly
what you're gonna do,

and then do it... slowly.

If she balks, back off.

Don't force her to a showdown.

What about the net?

Fire chief says 18
stories is too chancy.

Yeah.

Chuck, phone hooked up?

Yes, sir. I have the
walkie-talkies in the hall

and channel four clear.

Okay. KGMB has a
mobile unit down there, Bob.

See if he is doing
a live telecast.

Tell him to get a
close shot of the girl.

Ask anybody who recognizes
her to call this number right away.

Tell us her name if they can.

Miss.

If we can talk about whatever
it is that's troubling you, I...

I'm sure that I can help you.

Now...

I'm gonna come out
on the ledge with you

and help you back in.

Then we can talk
things over quietly.

No!

No.

All right.

All right, I won't
come out here with you

if you don't want.

Just stay there,
huh? Nice and easy.

Nothing hasty.

Doc... take over.

Miss... I wanna help you.

I'm Dr. Kamekona.

Now, tell me your name.

A crowd is beginning to
gather here at the scene.

The girl has been on the
ledge for about ten minutes,

since we arrived
and began to set up.

And if you know the
identity of this young woman,

please call the Five-0
emergency number,

277-2977.

Repeat, the number to
call if you know this woman

is 277-29... If you don't mind.

Aren't you fascinated
with this spectacle?

I'm fascinated.

I'm also due in
court in 40 minutes.

This one.

You know, a suicide is one of

the great bonus
events of the day.

Breaks up the boredom
of the daily routine.

That same girl could walk
nude down Kalakaua Avenue,

and hardly anyone would
give her a second glance.

But she walks out on a
ledge, threatens to kill herself...

and everybody
pays her attention.

Except you.

Yes?

No, I can't talk now.

I'll call you back.

Sorry about that, Bart.

My private life has
a way of intruding.

Thank you.

Bart, are you so blasé

that even that
doesn't rouse you?

Frankly, I find it ghoulish.

What happens if
that girl doesn't jump?

Will the crowd be disappointed?

Will you be?

And if you're in the
mood for grisly spectacles,

there's a beauty coming
up the day after tomorrow.

May I remind you that your
case goes before the grand jury

with a strong and
hostile witness?

If you wanna worry
about something,

worry about that.

Bart... you're my lawyer.

You worry about it.

In the 15 or so minutes
she's been on the ledge...

Aloha.

Dr. Kamekona has had no
more success talking her down

than did Steve McGarrett
of Five-0. If you know...

Once again, if anyone
recognizes this young woman,

please call this
number, 277-2...

Are you sure, Mr. Soong?

Yes, I am sure.

She was here with her
fiancé two weeks ago.

And, uh...

they ordered a pair
of wedding rings.

Never called for. It's sad.

You know...

I have a couple of
dozen wedding rings

ordered and inscribed.

Never called for.

I often wondered...

what happened to those people.

Some of them wind up on a ledge.

Steve, hang on.

What's her name?

Oh, yes.

"Betty Landers."

And her fiancé?

"Mr. Howard N. Miller."

She's a divorcée,

has a 5-year-old daughter.

Her fiancé's name
is Howard Miller.

Yeah. Yeah, got it.
Good work, Danno.

Anyone in your family
you wanna talk to?

A friend?

A clergyman?

Surely there's someone
you wanna talk to.

Doc.

Mrs. Landers?

We learned your name

from somebody who
recognized you and phoned in.

I understand that you
ordered wedding rings

for the day after tomorrow.

Is that what's troubling you?

Is it some problem
about your wedding?

How about Howard Miller?

Would you like to talk with him?

Oh. Yes.

Good.

Now, I'll come out
and help you in,

so that you'll be out of danger.

Then we'll get Mr. Miller.

No.

Go get Howard...
and then I'll come in.

Okay. But where do we find him?

I don't know.

He's gone.

He's gone? Gone where?

Tell us and we'll get him.

I don't know.

Find Howard for me.

Please, please find Howard.

Please.

Now, you haven't seen
Mr. Miller since Thursday.

That's, uh, five days ago.

Have you heard from
him during that time?

Yes, he called twice.

Wanted to know how
things were in the plant.

Did he say why he hadn't
been in or where he was?

No. Did you ask him?

Sure I asked him.
He wouldn't tell me.

Does your switchboard
girl keep a record of calls?

Yes. Alice, take the
board for a minute.

Marion, bring your call book.

This is Mr. McGarrett of Five-0.

Miss Nakano, tell him
whatever he wants to know.

Miss Nakano, until
Mr. Miller disappeared,

were there any calls
that he made repeatedly?

To the same person, I mean?

I don't think so.

What about Miss Landers?
Did he call her often?

He wouldn't have to call
Betty. She works here.

What does she do?

She's our designer.

I see. Uh...

what about long-distance calls?

Mr. McGarrett, call for you.

Right here is okay.

McGarrett.

Steve, I just left
Miller's apartment.

He hasn't been
there in four days.

I found a picture of him

and had H.P.D. run off a batch
for the blue-and-white cars.

Chin's got an all-points
out on him. Anything else?

No, no, that's fine,
Kono. Just stay loose.

Miss Nakano, uh, would
you please check your notes

and see if there's
any one person

that Mr. Miller called often,

or anyone that
called him repeatedly?

Well, uh, the Barton chain.

No, I don't mean business.
Anyone else beside that?

Let's see.

Yes, there was a man.

He wasn't in the dress business.

His name started with an M.

Here it is, Manicote.

John Manicote?

Yes, that's it.

Well, get him for
me, please, quickly.

Yes, sir. I'll just
need his number.

Oh, 555-9100.

You know him?

Yeah, I should. He's
the district attorney.

Hello, Steve. What's up?

John, I don't have much time.

We're looking for a man
named Howard Miller.

I understand that you've
been in touch with him.

Is that true?

Yeah.

Good. Now, do you
know where he is?

Uhh... John, are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.
I'm just... thinking.

Thinking? What are
you thinking about?

I-I told you it's
urgent. I need him.

Steve, it's not that simple.
Why don't you come over

and I'll explain it to you?

No. No dice. No time.

Now, look, John, I don't know
what's going on in your head,

but at this moment,
Miller's fiancée

is standing on a
ledge 18 stories up,

threatening to kill herself.

Now, he's the only
one who can save her.

Now, where is he?

That's Miller's...?

That's Miller's
girl on that ledge?

Yes.

All right. Uh, you meet
me at H.P.D. headquarters

in five minutes.

What has H.P.D.
got to do with it?

You want Miller? Meet
me there in five minutes.

John. Steve.

Would you open it, officer?

Sergeant, lead the way, please.

This way.

Miller's here?

Yeah.

When I have time, you
can explain all this to me.

Mr. Miller. McGarrett,
Hawaii Five-0.

Do you know what's been
happening with your fiancée?

Betty? What's wrong?

She's on the 18th
story of the Ilikai,

threatening to jump,

unless you come
and talk with her.

Oh, my God.

All right, let's go.

Ah, Steve, wait a minute. Wait.

Listen, Miller is here under
a... Under a John Doe.

He's under protective custody.

He's my key witness in
a case against Bonamo.

I go to trial in two days.

They've already made
one attempt on his life.

That's why he's here.

If he goes out there, it
can be very dangerous.

Get me Williams,
Kono and Chin Ho,

and get 'em here on the double.

Anybody know he's here?

No, no. He's under a John Doe.

Okay. Then nobody
knows he's leaving, right?

We'll cover him
every inch of the way,

keep him under wraps.

As soon as he's talked
Mrs. Landers down,

we'll get him back to you,
and he's all yours again.

S-Steve, you know Bonamo.

He's already made
one attempt to get him,

he'll try to get him again.

It's on your head. You
wanna take responsibility?

Yes. Hold me responsible.

Unless, uh, Mr. Miller
doesn't give a damn

about what happens to his girl,

in which case, he can just
sit here, nice and secure.

Let's go.

Danno, you lead the way.

Kono, you come
with me and Mr. Miller.

Chin, you, uh, take up the rear.

Three cars, pretty tight.

Keep your eyes peeled.
This gentleman is hot.

No sirens, don't
exceed the legal limit,

and we stop for all red lights.

Okay, let's go.

All right, easy there, now.

She's right over in that corner.

Easy.

Just a second.
Easy. Listen to me.

Okay. Now you've got to
talk to her from over here.

Flatten yourself up.

No quick moves.

You've gotta make her
come to you, you understand?

So I'll have a chance

to grab her from over there.

Betty.

It's Howard.

Betty, why?

Do you think I ran
out on you? Is that it?

Yes.

I didn't.

Something happened.

I'm in trouble and
I had to hide out.

Please. Edge your way back in.

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't.

Please. I'm frightened for you.

Edge your way back in.

Slowly.

Carefully.

I'll explain everything.

I'm... I'm telling
you the truth.

It wasn't you I walked out on.

Darling, I love you. I swear it.

Please come back to me.

Come on, baby.

Come on, honey. Come on.

Come on, baby.

Art.

Anything?

Maybe you'd better
check the back stairs.

Officer, officer.

In there.

He... He's gone.

Get Che up here.

He's not gonna find anything,

but get him started anyway.

Vacuums. I want
every piece of lint.

How did you know
this was the room

we were looking for?

It has to be.

We were passing here
when the guy came out.

And we saw a glimpse of the gun.

Did you get a good
look at the man?

Yes, we did.

Because we were walking
down the hall from that way.

And he comes...

He comes tearing
out from that way.

All right.

Would you tell everything
you can to this officer, please?

Kono, take over.

That guy's long since gone,

but just in case, after
you put out a description,

file everybody out of
this building one at a time.

Maybe they can spot him for you.

Okay.

How was he dressed?

White pants and a blue shirt.

Carrying a knapsack... Steve.

Doc says to tell you Mrs.
Landers is still in shock.

He's taking her to
Kaiser's Hospital.

Okay, I want her
in a private room.

Tell H.P.D. I want
an officer on the door.

Three shifts, around the clock.

Nobody in or out unless
they check with us.

Okay.

Look at this, Steve.
How pro can you get?

Guy came equipped to a T.

Rifle's an AR-15.

Spent shell?

Yeah.

Two-twenty-three caliber.
Common government issue.

Mr. McGarrett, the
DA's looking for you.

Yeah, I bet he is.

Tell him I'm on my way.

Steve, do you realize the
guy had a dead bead on you

the whole time you
were in that window?

Yeah.

But he wasn't looking for me.

It wasn't just Miller
who got killed today.

A year and a half of hard
work got shot down with him.

A year and a half of trying
to get that guy Bonamo.

And nothing, Steve.
Nothing, nothing, nowhere.

And then Miller
agrees to testify.

Yeah. Gambling?

Heh. Yeah, gambling.

Listen, we... We've raided
Bonamo's games before.

We've... We've impounded
his marked decks, we've...

We've picked up his
customers, but no testimony.

Nobody willing to
say a thing until...

Until Miller.

A guy like that doesn't
come along very often.

A... A guy with guts.

Had he been trimmed?

Yeah.

A hundred and eighty thousand.

But when I convinced him
that the games were crooked...

he was willing to testify.

Then he came back
at me last week,

and he said he changed his mind.

No testimony.

Why? Had he been threatened?

Slightly.

A car tried to run
him down one night.

Then he got a phone call.

The near miss was on purpose.

And the next one wouldn't miss.

He was gonna be a
mud spot, and his bride.

I worked hard, Steve.

I convinced him
that he wasn't gonna

have a life without any trouble.

That he was gonna be under
Bonamo's thumb all the time.

And that made him angry enough,

and he decided to testify.

That's when we got
him under protection.

We got him under
that... John Doe.

And that's when you
came into the picture.

What shall I say, Steve?

A mistake in judgment.

Look, don't tell me
I made a mistake.

I'll tell you. I blew
it, top to bottom.

Somebody counted on me
to deliver the body and I did.

That building wasn't
picked by accident.

Somebody knew my routine

down to the fact that I went
to that barber every Tuesday.

They knew that I'd
get to the girl first.

They knew that I
could deliver Miller

faster than anybody else.

I was twisted,
manipulated, used.

Now, you want Barry Bonamo,
I'll give you Barry Bonamo.

On a plate.

But not for gambling.

Murder.

Murder one.

Dr. Freeman. Dr. Freeman.

Dennis.

Come in.

Mrs. Landers.

Do you feel well enough to talk?

I'm sorry to do this to you,
but I need some answers.

I don't know if you realize it,

but at this moment, you're
an accessory to a murder.

No.

No.

Oh, I didn't know.

All they said... was...

Oh, I swear to you. I...

All right. All right, easy.

Just relax, please.

Would you, uh,
spell it out for me

from the top, please?

Step by step.

Will you give me the
benefit of the doubt

until you hear what happened?

Yeah. I'm a good listener.

Two days ago... my
daughter disappeared.

Yes. We found out about that.

But what you
don't know is that...

she was kidnapped.

Suzie was late coming
home from school,

and I was just
beginning to worry,

when I had a phone call.

Uh.

A man said he was
holding Suzie for ransom.

Except... the ransom
wasn't money.

There was something
he wanted me to do.

Wanted you to go
out on that ledge.

Did he say why?

He said... very frankly...

he wanted to flush
Howard out in the open.

Flush him out?

For what reason?

He said... he
wanted to talk to him.

Howard had been
acting strangely.

I hadn't seen him for days.

He said that Howard
was in hiding someplace...

and that he just
wanted to talk to him.

Talk to him? And
you bought that?

How could I even imagine
somebody was planning a murder?

Did you know that Howard
was deeply in debt to Bonamo?

No.

Do you know who Bonamo is?

He's the gambler, isn't he?

Yeah, a man who obviously
goes to very great lengths

to collect a debt.

Did he kill Howard?

He didn't pull the trigger.

Your fiancé was killed
by a professional hit man

by the name of Johnny Frohman.

Two witnesses saw him
running out of the room

where the rifle was set up
immediately after the shot.

Those same witnesses
identified him from a mug book.

As to whether or not
Bonamo hired him...

we're working on that now.

And I was used as bait.

Yeah, bait.

Oh. Oh, God, forgive me.

Do you think you'd
recognize that voice

if you heard it again?

Um... Um... I think so.

I think so.

All right. We'll see.

Oh.

Mm.

Oh, is that good.

Yeah. That's good.
Oh, thank you.

Oh, yeah.

Hello, Bart. Want a drink?

No, huh?

Okay.

Get lost, girls, will you? Go
take a swim or something.

Seems my lawyer
wants to talk to me.

Come on, sit down, Bart.

Barry, I've just
learned from the DA

that the grand jury
hearing has been cancelled,

naturally... due to
the mysterious death

of his key witness against you.

Really? What else?

What else is that McGarrett
is on the warpath against you.

I think you can figure out why.

You sure you
wouldn't want a drink?

Barry, I think you'd better
start leveling with me.

Is there anything in your
situation with Howard Miller

that I should know about?

Yes. One thing.

I'm truly sorry he's dead.

No, no. No milk
of human kindness.

Just that he was worth
more to me alive than dead.

Why, if he wasn't
paying his debt to you?

But he was.

First, he paid me
20 grand in cash,

and made an arrangement
to pay off the rest.

An arrangement?

Can you prove that?

Well, there was
nothing in writing.

Just a verbal agreement.

Why didn't you tell me?

Come on, Bart.

I don't tell you every
detail of my business.

Are you telling the truth?

Would I lie to you?

Yes.

Well, I might... but if
McGarrett should ask,

I wouldn't lie to
him unless I had to.

And I don't have to. It's true.

Barry, when are you gonna start
leveling with your own attorney?

Now, I don't like
to look like a fool

with McGarrett and the DA.

Now, tell me straight,

did you have anything
to do with that murder?

As heaven is my witness, no.

I may never know.

Oh, come on, Bart, believe
me. Please, believe me.

Williams calling
McGarrett. Come in, Car 1.

Williams calling
McGarrett. Come in, Car 1.

Yeah, McGarrett. Steve,

you remember that car
Bonamo said was stolen?

It's been found.

Well, how does a stolen
car concern us, Danno?

Well, there's something
that might interest you.

Went off the road
into Maunalua Bay.

The boys are bringing it up now.

The divers say
there's a body in it.

Yeah. That interests
me. On my way.

Getting an ID yet?

Who would you like it to be?

What do you mean?

Looks like Johnny Frohman.

But the shape he's
in, you can't tell.

McGARRETT: Yeah. That's Frohman.

Did you check this?

Yeah. Didn't count it, but
there's thousands of dollars.

Bonamo?

Yeah, Bonamo.

I'm gonna peel his
hide. Bring him in.

This is outrageous.

I told you my
client was available

for questioning, and he is.

But this... This
manhandling is inexcusable.

McGARRETT: Sit down.

Take it easy. Come on, come on.

Your client is under arrest

for the murder of
Johnny Frohman.

What's he talking about?

Who's this Johnny Frohman?

Frohman, as if you don't know,

is a professional gunsel

who was found in your car dead.

My car was stolen.

Bull.

Item: we have two witnesses
who have seen the body

and identified it
positively as Frohman.

Those same witnesses
place Frohman

as the man who
came out of Room 453

seconds after the murder.

Now, needless to say,

those witnesses are under wraps.

And this time... This time,

there is no bait that
can bring them out.

Che, tie Frohman into that room.

The room where the
murder weapon was found.

Our crime lab examined
wooden matches

found near the murder weapon.

There were traces
of earwax on them.

Matched the earwax
found in the deceased.

Frohman was the man
in Room 453. No question.

Well, Frohman
drowned, didn't he?

Accidental death.

You know, uh, our county
coroner, Dr. Bergman?

Doctor. Item two, please.

Frohman was dead or unconscious

before the car even
went in the water.

There was a bruise
on the back of his head.

Evidence of severe concussion.

Nothing in the car
could have done that.

Further, no signs of drowning.

No foam in the nose and mouth.

No bluish tinge
in the skin color.

No lividity in neck and face.

And finally, item three. Danno.

We found an attaché
case with Frohman.

Mr. Bonamo's
fingerprints were all over it.

Plus $10,000
in, uh, small bills.

McGARRETT: He's all yours,
Che. The last nail, drive it home.

The money was water-soaked,

but we were able to raise
prints on more than half the bills.

Mostly Mr. Bonamo's.

Yeah. Okay.

The DA wants you badly.

Almost as badly as I do.

Maybe you can make a
deal with him to cop a plea,

but not with me.

I just wanted you to
see a beautiful lock.

Kono, book him. Murder one.

No!

McGarrett, I didn't do it.

Can you refute the evidence?

No. But I didn't
do it. It's a frame.

Oh.

Frame.

I was waiting for
that golden word.

Get him out of here!

I warned you not to
hold out on your attorney.

Barry, I'm resigning!

I'll give you 24 hours!
Don't quit on me.

Get a new lawyer, but that's
it! I need you. It's a frame-up.

McGarrett, listen to me.

Just listen to me!

No motive!

Miller was paying me off.

I had no reason
to hire a hit man.

Yeah. How much
did Miller pay you?

First, he was paying me 20,000.

Then 8. Then 12.

I mean, it... It...
It was a piece

of the profits of
the corporation.

Check it out, you'll
see I'm telling the truth.

We did check it.

Those are the amounts of
Miller's cash withdrawals,

but that does not
eliminate motive.

How do we know you were

satisfied with those amounts?

How do we know
you didn't get greedy?

That you wanted double? Triple?

And when Miller wouldn't
pay, you had him wiped out.

McGarrett.

Listen. If there's
one guy in this town

who should know a frame
when he sees it, it's you.

So you've gotta get me off.

I've gotta get you off?

Book him!

You'll never make it stick!

If they ever need a
guy to play King Lear...

they should hire Bonamo.

Oh. What an actor.

What if he's not acting?

Oh, come on, Danny. It's a lock.

What's bothering you?

The evidence. It's
almost too good.

Mostly, if Bonamo
wanted to hit the hit man,

why would he plant
$10,000 on him

with his fingerprints
all over it?

An expensive red herring.

He is clever, and the
best liar in Honolulu.

What if he's not
lying, and it is a frame?

No. I don't believe it.

He's guilty.

Bart.

Uh, they're allowing me
my one free phone call.

Uh... Listen, I just got
a hand-delivered letter.

You've gotta look into this.

Barry, I've resigned.

Whatever it is, give it
to your next attorney.

Bart, listen.

According to this,
there could be proof

that I had no motive
to kill that guy.

Proof.

Bart, I need you.

Yeah. Uh...

Uh, do this one
thing for me, will you?

Then if it's nothing,
then you can quit, okay?

What do you say, kid?

All right.

Mrs. Landers? Yes.

I'm Bart Mariss. I'm
Barry Bonamo's attorney.

Please come in.

I don't want us to be disturbed.

This should be a very
private conversation.

All right.

Mrs. Landers,
according to your letter,

you say you have proof which
would exonerate Mr. Bonamo.

What proof?

There is a document...

signed and witnessed...

According to which, Howard
signed over a quarter ownership

of his company...
to Barry Bonamo.

Well, I figure that's proof

that Howard was worth
more alive than dead.

A document?

Mrs. Landers, I've
either drawn up

or worked on every contract that

Mr. Bonamo's been involved in.

I've never seen that contract,

nor does Mr. Bonamo
have a copy of it.

In this case, there
is only one copy.

Only one?

Well, then it's not legal.

A contract must have two copies.

Each party keeps one.

Otherwise, it's
not legally binding.

Mr. Mariss, you're a lawyer.

You must know there's
a very special document

of which there may not
be more than one copy.

You can figure it out.

His will.

Exactly.

His last will and testament.

Isn't that the legal phrase?

There's a clause in it,
that on Howard's death,

Barry Bonamo's percentage

goes down from 25 to 5.

Worth more alive than dead?

Why even 5 percent?
Why anything?

Howard was a very honest man.

He honored his obligations.

Where's the will?

With an attorney
on the mainland.

You can start tracking down

thousands of lawyers.

I can deliver it to you
with just one phone call.

According to the police,

Mr. Bonamo's responsible
for your fiancé's death.

Why should you, of all
people, want to exonerate him?

Think of me as
a... A poor widow.

And I'm not even that.

I'm left bereaved...
and with no security.

I could bear up
much better with, uh...

$200,000.

In cash, of course.

I thought I'd seen everything.

You find me hard?

Like flint.

It doesn't matter.

Mr. Mariss, I've
been through hell.

Somebody's gonna pay for that.

Lost the man I love...

my child was kidnapped

and her life threatened.

I was terrified out of my mind.

What are you crying about?

Your child was
returned safe, unhurt.

It was you.

You called me.

You kidnapped Susan.

It was you! You had
Howard murdered.

Incredible.

The best frame in the world.

Barry's half million a year.

It would have
been mine. I blew it.

Well, not quite.

That's quite a drop out there.

And by now, your obsession
with heights is well-known.

The police will figure that you
lost your nerve the first time.

The second time,

you tried again and you made it.

Freeze, Mariss!

Easy.

Bait?

Yeah, bait for the second time.

Pretty good trick you
dreamed up, Mariss.

Good enough for us to use it.

Take him away, Danno.

Easy. Oh.

This was harder
than the first time.

Yeah, I know.

I'm still shaking.

Does it ever go away?

What?

Being afraid.

Yeah, it goes away.

It goes away.