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MAN: LAPD!
LAPD!
Down!
Down! Down!
They fixed us.
Deaq!
I fixed you.
Alexa?
Out of the car!
On the hood. Comes on.
Hands up. Hands up.
She broke cover, man.
Shut up!
What is this?
Take this, please.
Van Strummer, Deaqon Hayes...
you're under arrest.
for violation of Title 21.
Felony possession of methamphetamines
with intent to distribute.
You're really good at this, sir.
You should look into a career
Ah! Ease up with the claws, all right?
A brother needs some circulation.
Yeah?
A brother needs some discipline.
Oh!
I may not have a life, but I've got a mean right hook.
Take 'em.
That's the way it's going to be, then.
When you least expect it, Alexa
When you least expect it.
See you at the crossroads, Jackson.
Boo-ya?
Boo-ya.
One question.
Did you have to put Deaq down like such a chump?
What?
You see that?
How you going to hit a man in cuffs, man?
It's killing time, boys.
Time to box up some ***.
What are you talking about, man?
Alexa. That trick sold me out.
I thought you were the snitch.
That's why I drew down.
But I should have known.
Bros before hos
but I got bad news for that ho.
Matter of time before I'm going to be selling
her body parts on eBay.
I hate to blind you with reality, Jackson
but we just got our cards pulled on a $5 million
powder puff.
We got bigger problems.
than a snitch in a skirt.
Like affidavits and arraignments.
Yeah. We'll see.
You saying your boys will lick a cop?
You know how much heat that's going to bring down on you?
I ain't sending my boys.
I handle this one.
Oh, yeah?
How you going to go Big Willy from a prison cell?
( both laughing )
With a little bit of faith.
What's that noise?
Well, that's the sound of... faith.
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( rapping )
( men groaning )
You guys are nuts.
Big ups to my ace boons, huh?
Yeah. Good form.
Guys, check you later.
Wait, wait, wait, you leaving us?
I never said this was a full-service operation.
What's up with your girl, man?
Who, Alexa?
She is so dead.
What?
Wait. We can't, okay?
( engine revving )
He puts one hand on her, I swear I'll cut it off.
Jackson doesn't talk the talk.
We got to get to 'Lex before he does.
BILLIE: What are you two so afraid of?
I never use the word "afraid."
You said, and I quote
"I'd rather be castrated with a butter knife
than be sent in after the Chinese Triad."
And, note-- the word "afraid"
appears nowhere in that sentence.
Jackson Yew.
27 years old.
Leader of the Triad sect called "The Mighty Blue.
Jackson took control of lower Chinatown
about 18 months ago
in what RHD claims as the most brutal power move
gangland has seen in years.
Mars Kwong was a rival gang leader.
Had a stranglehold on all the methamphetamine
distribution on the Chinatown streets
and note, that I refer to Mars in the past tense.
Mighty Blue!
( sighs )
Now I use the word "afraid."
Besides, okay?
I don't know if you noticed
but he's white, I'm black.
Once again, white-- black.
We may have a little trouble regulating in Chinatown.
I have an in.
A UC from Major Crimes named Alexa Tan.
She's been undercover for eight months.
She's positioned herself as a broker for Jackson's supply
of yabba, a new school form of ***.
Trouble is, she needs buyers.
So that's where white and black come in.
Yabba? It's the real deal.
It makes crack look like Nestle's Quik.
We're not going to buy some
but all of Jackson's supply.
We're going to keep as much of this off the streets as we can.
Alexa, she came to me for help because I've got the flow.
Where's the meet?
Rock Star Arcade, Chinatown. Tonight.
I guess we going to Chinatown, huh?
I guess so.
Oh, and, Van?
One more thing.
( sighs )
There's always a thing.
Alexa? She's a good friend of mine.
We came up through the Academy together.
You have a past?
I always thought you were, like
genetically engineered in the lab.
And men find Alexa... well, let me see
if I can put this in your terms.
There wasn't one guy in the Academy
that didn't want to shizzle her whizzle.
Okay. I've never shizzled a whizzle
and I don't know what that means.
Is she trying to say she's hot?
Is that what it is? She's hot?
Keep your meat hooks off of her.
What?!
What?!
Listen. She just went
through a rough divorce.
Lunkhead detective from Bunco
left her for his ***.
The last thing she needs is another flyboy cop
to hit it and quit it.
Okay, you know what?
I'm personally offended by that.
This is like racial profiling without the race part.
Don't worry, Billie.
I'll keep him in check.
See that girl right there?
That's bananas with a capital Nanas.
She's all right, okay? I'm mean, she's not
like a Bombay or anything.
So you just have to downplay
her flyness 'cause you have orders.
( clearing throat )
You've got to be Alexa Tan.
Van, right?
Billie warned me about you.
I'm Van.
Sorry.
I'm Deaqon Hayes.
Billie didn't say much about you.
I know she didn't.
Leave it to Billie.
Always hiding the chocolate.
Okay, Billie said you need some buyers, right?
Yeah, I'm ready to make this deal and get out.
Jackson's energy is toxic.
So how do we all know each other?
Well, I told him you're gay lovers
that I met on a cruise to Catalina.
All you have to do to keep cover is hold hands
and liplock every now and again.
I'm kidding.
BOTH: That's funny.
That's cute.
The truth is--
Jackson doesn't care how we met.
There's only one thing he understands
the international language of lucchi.
Flaunt your toys-- and keep in mind
Jackson is 27 going on 17.
Sophistication and style
they don't impress.
So the more immature that you act, the better.
Can you get down with that?
You can't fight the flav, baby. What you got?
Just stay out of my way.
( stomping )
( yelling )
Uh! Uh! Uh!
What you got?!
Stay out of my wheel house, baby.
You in my wheelhouse now.
My wheelhouse now.
DEAQ: You're out!
Leave it to a pair of round-eyes to be flipping a kid's game.
Van, Deaq, meet Jackson Yew.
What can I say, playa?
We just finished a crazy session of PS2.
VAN: Eight straight hours
of Grand Theft Auto.
Had to blow off some steam.
Uh! Uh! Uh!
And I rule Vice City.
I like that.
YEW: Four *** Red Bulls.
Make mine a chocolate martini.
Here, why don't you put it on this?
You scored a black card.
Man, you got to be down mega to get
your hands on that piece of plastic.
What is it?
You don't know?
Never seen one.
Well, that's 'cause there's only
like 15 of those in the world.
What a dumb ***.
Is this a dumb ***?
Well, that's what you want
in a prime piece--
for them to be nice and dumb, dumb, dumb.
DEAQ: Come on, man, why you got
to be like that?
And they're good for business.
The dumb ones do what they're told.
They're too stupid to fix you.
Mmm, she is so fricken hot, isn't she?
Yeah, bananas.
Here. This is for you.
What is it?
It's the down payment on the yabba.
Half a mil, all clean.
Another four
and a half on delivery.
So, I just walk out of here with your sack of loot?
Why don't you thank the dumb ***?
She's the one who vouched for you.
Who are you guys?
The real deal.
Oh, man!
All right.
Check it in, baby.
We're into Phase Two.
Jackson wants to do business with Van and Deaq.
When we find out the location of the transaction
we'll let you know.
You can organize SWAT
do what you do. Boo-ya?
Boo-ya.
Are you feeling good about this case?
The only thing that I'll feel good about
is shutting the Jackson chapter in my life.
He's a tipped-over psycho, huh?
To call Jackson a psycho would be an insult to psychos.
Well, you just keep reminding yourself
this is going to be over.
I know.
I know, but it's weird.
I've been in Major Crimes for three years.
I've dealt with the lowest of the low
but there's just something about Jackson.
Can I tell you something?
Yeah, of course.
But it stays between us.
Always.
Since I started working on this case
I keep having this one dream.
It's always at my house
and he's there, but he knows.
He knows I'm a cop.
And for all the dark, disturbing things
that he's done to people
he's saved the worst for me.
Okay, you know what?
You're going to come stay with me
at least until this case is over with.
Mm, I can't.
You have to get out of that house.
I like my house.
I know, but I think it's a little too big.
I mean, it was one thing with you and Doug there
but it's just a lot of space
for one person. Come on.
You come stay with me.
It'll be like we roomed back at the Academy.
We'll order ungodly amounts of Italian food
we'll get really drunk and we'll fall asleep
to watching those rodeo bloopers.
How are you going to pass that up?
I'll be all right.
Like you said
this case'll be over soon.
Okay.
By the way
how are my guys treating you, all right?
Yeah, Deaq's great.
Deaq's great?
And Van. Van is great, too.
Go back to Deaq.
There's nothing.
Just window shopping
for now.
I just dread him finding out
I'm a divorcee.
Even the sound of it makes me feel old
and leathery
and pitiful.
A pitiful divorcee.
Okay, you're the farthest thing
from pitiful.
You're a decorated officer.
You have a great place
you're gorgeous and you have ***.
Of all the things you can say to make me feel better
you give me ***?
What's wrong with ***?
Men need ***. Men like ***.
Tell me something, Billie.
Be honest.
You ever take Deaq out for a couple laps?
Okay, see? Now, that was spunky.
Get out of here.
I can't talk about this anymore.
Van!
What?!
Come here.
I didn't do anything!
God, you are such a beaten dog.
I love it. Don't change.
Sit.
What do you want?
Okay, it's about Deaq.
Yeah?
Has he mentioned Alexa?
We're doing a case with her so, yeah, her name has come up.
Yeah. Well, has he mentioned wanting to, um...
uh, knock it with her?
Knock it? Knock what with her?
Answer the question.
He hasn't said anything to me, okay?
Deaq's a pro.
He wouldn't mix business with pleasure.
You are the worst liar.
It's amazing you're still alive.
You know, this is unbelievable.
I would think this is normal coming from you, but Deaq?
I thought I was very clear about this: Hands off Alexa.
She's vibing him just as hard.
Why don't you tell her to back off?
Alexa is my friend.
I don't tell her what to do.
I tell you guys what to do.
Can you tell me to go back and play some ball now?
Yeah, I'm done with you.
Thanks.
Check it, baby!
She wants me to step off.
What? Like don't even talk to her?
I know it's weak, but that's what she said.
You know what?
Tell Billie she needs to step off.
Do I have one of those neon bike helmets on
with spandex pants?
I'm not a messenger, okay?
I'm not floating notes
between the two of you anymore.
I'm out of the messenger business.
Hi. Van Strummer.
Deaqon Hayes. We're friends of Jackson's.
All right, fellas, that'll be five Gs a head.
You want $10,000 to get in the joint?
Believe me
it is mad worth it.
You want cash...
or credit?
This is something else here.
Look at here. All right, all right!
This party's going to be popping.
Welcome to the Phoenix Nest.
It's quaint.
What is this place?
It's Jackson's own private Idaho.
He feels safest when he's buried in depravity.
Speaking of the man, let me go say hello.
This is a trip.
What is?
This place.
It's just like my apartment.
A spitting image.
I mean down to the very last detail, too.
Eerie.
Jackson Yew.
Blackheart.
You feeling naughty tonight?
This place is pretty nasty, man.
But good nasty.
You want a bump?
I don't mix business with pleasure.
( sniffing )
Do you know what they call this stuff?
"Hitler's drug."
Homeboy gave it to his soldiers to keep 'em on point.
What a ***, right?
I kind of think of him as a role model
you know?
Feeding all the Brentwood babies some yabba-dabba-doo?
Hold 'em in check with the Mighty Blue.
Everybody's got to have a role model.
Mine's Frank Sinatra.
So tomorrow we do this thing?
Just give me the details.
Car to car.
We'll switch keys at a rest stop
just north of the interchange.
Sounds a little outside the perimeter.
That's so in case I decide to smoke you and your partner
we'll be far from civilization.
( both chuckle )
That's funny.
You think I'm kidding?
Are you?
Am I?
You and Billie must be pretty tight
'cause she's way protective of you.
She saw me through a bad time.
And you know, we have a history together.
A history?
Yeah.
My God.
War of 1812 history or boom-shaka-laka history?
Which one is it?
Excuse me?
I'm asking.
Back in the day, you know
did you and Billie bake muffins together?
No, I'm sorry to disappoint you on that one.
Can I pretend the answer is yes?
Yeah.
Give me your hand.
What?
I'm going to read your fortune.
Okay.
It's interesting.
What do you see?
Well, I see a bra clasp opening
All right.
...and I see a tongue...
licking down a neck.
Oh, man, let me look at your hand.
I read fortunes, too.
You do?
Mm-hmm.
Oh, your future's bright.
I see champagne on skin
rolling down to the loveliest places.
I see strawberries on your lips.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Oh! Okay.
Woo.
It's been a long time.
You have no idea.
Oh!
Whoo!
Hi.
Were you just on my desk?
No, no, no.
We were just talking...
We're just friends.
Hey, where you coming from?
Let me let you down real quick. Okay.
( sighs )
Excuse me.
I'm going to leave you guys.
Don't be too *** him.
Oh, thanks.
( clears throat )
Uh...
You mad?
No, I'm not mad.
It's yours, isn't it?
Yeah. Thank you.
You know what?
I would have preferred-- no, actually, I would have hoped
that you would have shown some restraint
until after the case was over.
We're adults, Billie.
Adults? Adults?
Tongue boxing on my desk?!
( snickering )
Look, man, you're not helping me, all right?
Chill out, chill out.
( Billie sighs )
Um... you're right. I mean, my bad.
We... got carried away. I apologize.
That's what I've been saying.
You know, Alexa...
she's fragile right now.
She's not fragile.
( snickering )
Yeah, maybe not to you
because you're looking at her
through that one-eyed monster of yours.
But she is.
She doesn't need to be with anybody like you right now.
Someone like me?
You've got something you want to say, say it.
That's not what I meant.
I don't want anything to complicate the case, okay?
What I do when I clock out is none of your business.
D-Did you just crawl out from under a rock?
Because if you did, let me bring you up to speed.
When you work for me, you never clock out.
Deaq, let's go. Forget it.
You know what, you're right, man.
( snickering )
( sighs )
She might as well put my Jimmy in the jar right now
'cause I will not be told who I can get down with.
You can't let her get to you, okay?
Billie likes to play den mother sometimes.
I'm not feeling that.
How's she gonna say what Alexa needs?
Maybe she needs to be with me.
Maybe I need to be with her, I don't know.
Why can't we get a chance to explore the possibilities?
Just 'cause she split with her man
that don't mean she has to sit on the shivah sewing an afghan.
Technically, you crochet an afghan, don't you?
All right.
Billie just doesn't want
to be left adjusting the rabbit ears.
Translation?
It's like you're playing triple A ball
and your best friend's on the team.
And you know-- or at least you think--
that you're as good a ballplayer as they are.
Then one day the scout from the Yanks comes by
gives your friend the nod, and they leave you in the dust.
Now your friend's in New York City
pitching in the World Series
tearing up the town with Christina Aguilera
and the American Idol chick
while you're stuck in a double-wide
in Duluth eating a fried-egg sandwich, sipping a warm beer
and adjusting the rabbit ears of a little black-and-white TV
just to get a glimpse of all the fun your friend is having
and you're not.
Hmm, so you're saying I'm like the World Series?
That's what you got out of that?
Yeah, okay, in this context, maybe.
Maybe, yeah, you're the World Series, fine.
True. True that. I like that.
Thank you very much.
ALEXA: Come on.
This has nothing to do with the case.
I know you feel like you have to protect me...
I just want to make sure that you're all right.
And that you're thinking straight.
You're deep undercover.
You know, no offense to Deaq
but he's not exactly some master Casanova with the love potion.
I am able to think straight in his presence.
He's just a *** cop with great pecs
and a great ab.
Okay, you know what, that-that's enough.
Billie, I got to go.
( sighs )
Okay.
You have to go.
VAN: You should have seen your face.
There's Deaq
in a blaze of glory making the beast with two backs
on your desk.
It was...
( snickering )
I'm... It was genius.
I am so glad you're amused
with the idea of this place becoming a shtup den
but we have a $5 million drug bust about to happen.
Can you focus?
Hey, I'm focused, okay?
I'm ready and I'm waiting
for my partner.
Why does this thing with Deaq and Alexa
tweak you out that bad?
If there was something there, maybe, but there isn't.
It's, it's like ***.
Bad ***, mind you.
"Hi, I'm Detective Hayes."
"Hi, I'm Alexa Tan."
Cut to them having sex on my desk!
Look, if it was all about sex
then he wouldn't be messing around with your friend.
I mean, he has more respect
for you than that, and her, I'm sure.
Hey, picture this: Deaqon Hayes comes over to Los Angeles alone.
Your friend, recently divorced, alone.
Two lonely souls filling a void in each other's lives.
Well... that's a beautiful love story, Van.
The problem with it is, I don't really buy it.
Look, I'm sorry.
Pardon me if I have the unpopular view
but I don't have a lot of friends
and Alexa, she's one of them, probably my only true friend.
And Deaq-- you know what, Deaq, I like him.
He's a great guy; I would take a bullet for him
but it doesn't mean I have to be okay with this.
DEAQ: Whoo!
Yo, you ready to go, partner?
Cool, cool.
Where were you last night?
Uh, home. Home.
Home? I've been calling you.
You was calling me?
( snickering )
( sighs )
You're unbelievable.
Really. I asked you to do one favor. One.
You want to do this now?
'Cause I wish we would.
Let's just clear the air.
Back off!
You know what, I'd do you
one better: I'll bail out.
'Cause I finish this thing here, get my black ***
on the first flight to New York.
'Cause I ain't come out here to be sweated by some squares
that are still living in a bubble.
You need to get yourself a life.
That's right, I said it.
You dive into me
I'm going to dive into you, Billie.
Straight up.
Yo, don't we have some work to do, player?
Yeah.
Let's go get some Jackson Yew.
LAPD! Down!
They fixed us.
Deaq!
I fixed you.
Ahh! Ease up with the claws, all right?
A brother needs some circulation.
A brother needs some discipline.
( groans )
I may not have a life
but I've got a mean right hook.
When you least expect it, Alexa.
It's killing time, boys.
How are you gonna go big Willie from a prison cell?
A little bit of faith.
What's up with your girl, man?
She is so dead.
We got to get to Alexa before he does.
No pulse. You?
Uh-uh.
Try the radio. Tell them to get word out to Billie.
Come on.
Nothing, man. Damn it!
We're going to have to flag down a car or something.
Not with these things on.
What?
Yoga.
Turn around.
Hurry up.
Jackson moves fast, man.
Let's go.
( guns cocking )
Well, Elmer, looks like
we got ourselves two escaped convicts.
Get them up!
You don't understand, okay?
This is an emergency.
Someone's life
Shut it!
Where are you boys from anyhow?
The future?
Look, Gomer, we don't care what you do to us.
Somebody needs to call LAPD!
Nobody's calling nothing!
There's only one thing on the menu right now.
Roasting up some convict city boy.
"Roasting up some convict city boy"?
I do.
Deaq, let's go. Forget it.
I'm looking for cellies, Van.
These guys haven't even discovered dental floss yet.
You think they have cell phones? Let's go.
Remember when Billie said we were 51% cop, 49% criminal?
Yep.
Get ready to flip those numbers.
Get out of the car!
Get out of the car!
Take anything you want.
Get out of the car!
Please, I have a family.
Then don't make me hurt you, Pop!
Move!
Hang on, Alexa, baby, we coming!
Move it!
( tires squealing )
Ahh!
I'm not getting a signal, man.
Well, just try it again.
I can't believe Alexa broke cover like that.
Jackson was gunning for you, okay?
You would have done the same.
I know, but he's gonna to kill her.
You know that? He's gonna kll the girl!
Don't worry, okay? We're gonna get there.
( panting )
Well, probably should go bail out the guys.
I'm sure they want to get Jackson's scent off of them.
Are you going to finish off Deaq with another right hook?
Listen, about that...
Aah, no, no.
That's between you two.
I don't want to get involved.
I know. It's not your problem. It's mine.
All right.
See you.
( car engine starts )
Hello, Officer.
It's ringing. It's ringing.
Come on, Billie, pick up.
( cell phone rings )
This is Billie.
Billie, are you with Alexa?
Just answer me.
I just dropped her off.
Jackson escaped custody
and he's going after Alexa.
Hello?
The department knows where I am.
You do anything stupid
they'll find you and they'll give you the chair.
You know me better than that, Alexa.
There's one thing I'm not afraid of...
it's repercussions.
Right there, right there, right there.
Right there, Van.
( tires squeal )
( brakes screech )
Right here, right here, right here.
Get your gun.
Alexa?!
Oh, man.
Alexa?
( sighs )
( grunts )
No, man.
No.
Sorry, Billie.
If there's anything I could, um...
Mm... mm...
Don't.
All right.
"All right"?
What exactly is "all right," Deaq?
Never mind.
You go and you get my best friend killed
and you're talking to me about "all right"?
Billie...
No, let her, man, okay?
If she needs somebody to blame, let it be me.
You're damn right I blame you.
She never would have broken cover.
Never would have exposed herself to Jackson
if she didn't care about you.
I knew she wasn't ready
and I asked you-- I pleaded with you
not to get into her heart.
You wouldn't listen to me.
So, if we hadn't gotten close
Alexa would have let Jackson blow me away?
I don't think so.
That's not the girl I knew.
You... you son of a ***.
You're questioning me on how well I knew my friend?!
How you supposed to know anything about anybody
when all you give a damn about is procedure and form!
I gave a damn about my friend Alexa!
More than you ever did!
And you took her from me!
You took away my friend!
And you were the one I thought I could count on, Deaq.
Hold up... okay?
You can't count on me?
No, no, not anymore.
That's bull, and you know it.
'Cause I had your back
from Jump Street, Billie.
Don't you forget that!
Yeah, that was yesterday.
Now, you're just another disappointment.
Wow.
So, I can't be counted on, huh?
Ask yourself, who can count on you?
Huh?
Not me.
Not Van and definitely not Alexa.
Who organized the bust? You.
Who organized the transport to County?
Wasn't that you?
Huh? Where were the escorts?
Where was the backup?
Jackson ain't no mystery.
You knew what we were dealing with.
So, you're saying that it's my fault my friend got killed?
I don't have to. You did.
VAN: Enough.
Okay, nobody is responsible for Alexa's death
except for Jackson.
So stop eating each other alive
and let's just go after him.
I've already assembled SWAT, okay?
You guys just need to find out where he's hiding.
I think we might know.
Tell me.
Uh-uh.
You go in there, guns blazing
on Jackson, it's going to be a bloodbath, okay?
We've seen one cop go down today.
We don't need to see anymore.
We never blew our cover.
We can get inside and take this guy down ourselves.
It's not going to happen.
I want this.
No, you know what?
I deserve this take.
Not if it's going to get you killed.
I am going to ask you one more time--
where is Jackson hiding?
I'm sorry, Billie.
( sighs )
You either tell me where Jackson is
or the two of you can go back to writing parking tickets.
Later.
See ya.
You thinking the same way on where Jackson's hiding?
Phoenix, and that's no doubt.
What are you going to do when we find him?
I'm going to what I got to do.
You got a problem with that?
What are you saying? What are you saying?
We're going to walk in there and execute him?
Okay, we need a play.
Playtime's over.
I'm about to raw-dog this one.
Jackson Yew. He's a fugitive from the law
and a known cop killer.
You are to exercise extreme prejudice and take no prisoners.
Hey, Billie, where are them two pretty boys at?
They are no longer with this operation.
If we were to encounter Officer Strummer
and Detective Hayes on this run
they are to be detained as hostiles.
Now, as I was saying...
They're coming for me.
They're coming hard.
But we're going to give them a show.
So when those doors come flying open...
we let them know how the Mighty Blue represents.
So, we're going to bring...
the...
ruckus.
Hands in the air!
Hands in the air, now!
Mighty Blue!
Might Blue!
I know you're in here.
I'm guessing you're Mighty Blue.
You tell me where Jackson Yew is hiding.
Huh?
( gasps )
( sighs )
( grunts )
Come here, you little prick.
Come here!
You tell me where Jackson Yew is hiding or you're done.
Yeah, yeah, the Phoenix Nest.
Phoenix Nest? Thank you.
Come on, let's go.
You sure you two want to be here?
Look, man, we're out five mil and you brought the snitch.
Now we got cops looking all over for us.
The least you could do is give us some protection.
Tell your boys to back off.
Yeah, back off.
( slightly snickers )
You came to the wrong place.
Any minute, it's about to go down.
But if it's any consolation, I already took care of Alexa.
Slit her clean across.
Best part...
laid a big wet one on her while she died.
You know, I always wanted to get with that girl
but never did.
Funny that the first time I macked on her
is when I sucked on her last breath.
You know what, Jackson?
BILLIE: LAPD!
Billie, you all right?
( gasping )
No...
Billie, you're hit.
Hmm?
( breathes deeply )
( groans slighty )
It's all right.
It's all right, Billie.
Come here, I got you.
It's over.
( crying )
It's over.
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