Batwoman – S02E10 – Time Off for Good Behavior [Transcript]

A new villain, Kilovolt, attacks the new community center, and Angelique gives up names in Forbes' assassination.
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Batwoman - S02E10 - Time Off for Good Behavior

Original air date: April 11, 2021

Batwoman disrupts the production of Snake Bite, and only Ocean and Angelique can make more. Because Black Mask insisted on keeping the Snakebite formula a secret, the only people who know how to make it are Ocean and Angelique, the former missing and the latter in prison. Jacob is forcibly given a dose of Snakebite to addict him to the substance, and he experiences rescuing Beth. He consults with Dr. Rhyme (Enigma), and False Face (as Sionis) leaves more which he injects again. Alice invites Julia to help her find Enigma, and she deduces why she has lost her memory. But Enigma carries a syringe in her stylized cane just in case she gets cornered and needs to do a quick memory wipe. Julia puts in a transfer to Berlin after being brainwashed by Enigma. Jordan opens a youth center, but “Kilowatt” destroys it with an electrical gun. Batwoman tells a reporter about a conspiracy to attack youth centers. Kilowatt zaps the reporter but Batwoman rescues him and takes the gun. Luke finds a print on the gun but he is apparently in prison. Ryan recognizes him and they determine that the private prison CEO is the mastermind. Batwoman confronts him, whose men have three zappers, but Luke saves her. The CEO is imprisoned and the youth center is rebuilt. Black Mask has the people who killed the commissioner executed before the Crows can arrest them. The bodies of the real killers are left hanging from the hooks in the gun range for the Crows to find. Ryan convinces Angelique to give up the people who shot the commissioner, getting her out of prison. This allows the False Face Society to get to her for her knowledge of the Snakebite formula.

* * *

This is Dana DeWitt reporting live on the scene with breaking news!

Man: Aah! Unh!

And breaking bones as Batwoman has taken the fight to the false face society, disrupting their supply chain of the highly addictive street drug snakebite.

[Clattering]

This is the third distribution center this week that Batwoman has targeted in her mission to rid Gotham’s streets of this scourge.

Who is black mask? I want the name!

I don’t know! Look. That’s why we all wear masks.

Unh!

You hear me, black mask? You can hide your face, but you can’t hide from me. I am coming for you!

DeWitt: In a channel 8 exclusive, Batwoman laid down the law and declared war on black mask, and citizens of Gotham have high hopes that she can succeed where the gcpd and the crows have failed.

Unh!

You stay here.

Where is she?

Mr. Kane, there’s been a terrible misunderstanding.

Where is my daughter?

Sir, please allow me to explain.

My daughter Beth called me not one hour ago from this house.

She said, “help,” clear as can be.

It was all an insensitive prank.

I’m… I’m… I’m… I’m so embarrassed. I…

Mr. Kane, your daughter is not in there.

Beth! Beth!

Beth, are you in here?

[Gunshots]

Beth? Beth?

Beth: Daddy?

You came for me.

I knew you would.

I’d never stop looking for you.

Never.

[Grunts]

Luke: You pretty much broke the Internet with this latest false face takedown.

Only thing that would have gotten you more likes is if you’d done it holding a kitten, but I do have to point out that you were literally holding a microphone and didn’t go for the mic drop.

Thought about it. Wanted to stay on message.

Well, I think black mask heard it loud and clear.

If you’re still calling him that, I’m assuming you haven’t figured out his real name.

He told me Batwoman killed his daughter.

Seriously, that doesn’t shorten the list?

There is no list. Kate never killed anybody’s daughter.

Don’t forget he also blames the crows.

I assume next week it’ll be Aquaman.

Damn.

Wait, wait, wait. Is your watch fast?

Have you met me?

Then I’m already late.

For what?

Visiting hours.

[Buzzer]

Thanks for coming.

Hadn’t heard from you in a bit.

Commissary account’s down to nada.

10-minute phone call costs 22 bones and change.

Damn. It was 11.50 when I was inside.

Welcome to the Edgewater private prison system, and 7 cents an hour pressing blue jeans doesn’t go as far as it used to, but I, uh, know you didn’t come here because you miss being on the inside.

Tell me what am I missing on the outside.

I’m helping to get a community center off the ground, kind of place you and I would have loved, you know, gives kids a safe space to go to instead of going into the system.

Open house is tonight.

Sounds nice. Heh.

I wish I could get to see it.

You could.

You could walk right out of here if you just give up the ones who actually pulled the trigger on commissioner Forbes.

Look. I know you took the fall to keep me safe from false face, but I can protect myself.

Sure it’s not Batwoman protecting you?

Is she your girlfriend now?

Are guys like super friends with benefits?

Trust me it is not like that.

It never is till it is.

I’m late for my 7 cents an hour.

[Applause]

Jordan: Heh heh heh.

Thank you all for coming.

As you look around and see all we have to offer, know that none of it would have been possible without the relentless dedication of our volunteers.

Whoo!

And I know they wanted to remain anonymous, so I’ll just say to Mary Hamilton and Ryan Wilder, your secret’s safe with me.

[Laughter]

You women are superheroes.

Keep smiling.

That’s what I’m doing.

Please feel free to look around and see all the activities we have to offer.

You’ll find we’ve got everything here from intramural sports to after-school tutoring, and we als…

What about security?

Horten Spence, “Gotham gazette.”

Well, Mr. Spence, don’t you think the kids around here already have enough armed men watching their every move?

Look. Don’t get me wrong.

I like what you’re doing, but this is a rough neighborhood.

The stats don’t lie.

Woman: If you want numbers, Mr. Spence, how about a 10% drop in crime or a 15% increase in graduation rates?

Those are the numbers that neighborhoods see when community centers like this open their doors.

You aren’t worried about this place being a target?

For budget cuts maybe.

You know, despite doing so much, places like this are always first on the chopping block.

Maybe the “gazette” could do a story about that.

[Applause]

Good turnout.

Oh, my god. Tell me about it.

I already have to refresh the refreshments.

Jordan: Wilder, I want you to meet Imani, director of our tutoring program.

Oh. Well, you certainly schooled that reporter back there.

I’m Ryan.

I know.

I hear you’re gonna be teaching a martial arts class.

Uh, I actually hadn’t gotten around to roping her into that yet…

Until now.

Uh, Saturday morning.

Think about it.

Look who needs a refill. Tch, tch. Me!

Ha! Heh heh.

Um, I’m hoping you’re gonna say yes to that because if you don’t teach martial arts, that means I have to, and my roundhouse kick is a disaster.

Well, I figure it’s the least I can do.

Heh. Crazy. I… I can’t help but think how much a place like this would have really made a difference for my friends and I growing up.

Yeah. These places are so important, especially for at-risk kids.

It’s so easy for them to fall through the cracks.

Yeah, I know.

I have a friend who’s still falling.

[Electrical humming]

[High-pitched whine]

Everybody, down!

[Guests screaming]

Vesper: For those of you not keeping up on current events, how’s this for a shocking development?

A community center in Sheldon park just got barbequed by a man wielding what can only be described as a lightning gun.

The media has dubbed him kilovolt.

I don’t know about you, Gotham, but I’m hoping lightning doesn’t strike twice.

Luke: Kilovolt? Based on the energy needed to do that kind of damage, they’re only off by about a billion volts.

That’s your takeaway? The nickname dropped a few zeroes?

My point being a weapon with that kind of firepower costs a hell of a lot more than the building it was used to destroy.

It was more than a building.

That place was gonna make a difference.

I don’t get it. Why take it out?

It’s not like there was any money in it.

It’s about to have even less money now.

Donors running for their lives isn’t exactly the press we were looking for.

But it was the story the press was looking for.

Don’t you think it was a little weird that reporter asking about the place being a target right before it became a target?

What was the guy’s name?

Horten Spence.

He writes for the “gazette.”

Not anymore he doesn’t.

He was fired 6 months ago for undisclosed reasons.

Ok. Then I get why he’d have a grudge against the “gazette,” but what does that have to do with the community center?

Only one way to find out.

I don’t get it.

Yeah. Well, that makes two of us.

These are expense report records from when I was chasing down leads on Kate’s whereabouts.

Two nights in Monaco, a layover in valencia, a car rental in Madrid.

So what’s the problem?

I have no memory of being in any of those places.

No judgment here, but…

Were you drinking?

Well, I was searching for one ex, having just been dumped by another, so yeah, alcohol was consumed but not that much.

But if you don’t remember, how do you remember it wasn’t that much.

[Sighs]

So it would appear that the obvious explanation is the correct one.

Hey. Don’t beat yourself up.

Agent pennyworth.

Just got an anonymous tip about a break-in at a farm.

The address matches a property that once belonged to an August Cartwright.

What else did this tipster say?

Nothing other than to pass the message on to you and only you.

At least I think it’s you.

Tipster said to pass the message on to an agent penny dreadful.

Does that mean anything to you?

Unfortunately, it does.

Alice: I see you got my message.

Oh, the sad desperation came through loud and clear.

Gotham’s most deranged diva reduced to making prank phone calls.

What’s next? Ding-dong-ditch?

Heh. How about ghost in the graveyard?

Oh, you’re not gonna kill me.

You’d just be lonely again.

I mean, that’s why I’m here, isn’t it, with Kate gone because no one really cares about your every move.

I mean, the new Batwoman doesn’t give a damn about you anymore, and that must drive you absolutely crazy.

Well, crazier.

What will Alice become now that her sister is dead, hmm?

I mean, it’s the age-old question, isn’t it?

If a lunatic throws a tantrum in a forest, will anyone hear?

Guess Gotham’s not much of a playground without a playmate.

I don’t need a playmate.

I need a partner.

Well, your last overture at partners ended with a knife in my gut, so…

Oh, I really need to work on my negotiating skills.

How about this?

You help me, and I’ll leave Gotham… Forever.

Go on. Why would I believe you?

Because you would help me in ridding myself of any reason to stay.

See, I need to find a particular associate of our mutual friend safiyah.

She goes by the catchy, little pseudonym of enigma.

Never heard of her, but if you want her dead, she can’t be all bad.

Actually, she’s quite good…

At a certain skill that I require.

What would that be?

Hypnotism, specifically the ability to erase memories, alter others.

Hmm. Looking to purge our guilty conscience, are we, leave Gotham with a clean slate?

Something like that.

Well, how do you even know that this enigma can do all that?

Because she’s done it to me before.

It as a fluke that I found out really.

Enigma erased any trace that she’d ever been there.

Heh. I suppose you could say that I forgot to remember what she made me forget.

How is that even possible?

You can ask her when we find her.

Well, that’s just it.

I think I already have.

You wanted to see me, commander?

Yeah. Come in, Dr. Rhyme come in.

Evelyn, please.

Heh heh.

I, um… I just wanted to thank you for taking time away from your practice to lend your expertise to our snakebite taskforce.

My pleasure.

I read your report on what makes snakebite so incredibly addictive, though I admit I got a little bit lost in the medical jargon.

Could you just… could you just break it down for a guy

WHO DOESN’T HAVE A Ph.D. IN CRIMINAL PSYCHIATRY?

The drug attacks the hippocampus, where the brain stores memories and emotions.

It targets the memories most associated with regret and remorse, which result in a hallucination that allows the user to alter the circumstances of those memories.

To get a do-over.

And what could be more addictive than that, the chance to right our worst mistakes, to erase our gravest sins even for a moment?

How long have you been using snakebite, commander?

What are you talking about?

Commander Kane, if we’re not honest with each other, then this is just a waste of… Both of our time.

Some false face bastard jumped me in my car, chloroformed me.

I woke up with an injector in my arm.

I guess since I’ve been railing against snakebite in the press they wanted to send me a message.

How could you tell?

Because I’m very good at my job, and even if you’ve had just one dose, you’re gonna need my help.

[Rain falling]

Sneaking out the backdoor?

I’m just glad it’s you.

Said no suspicious dude ever.

Expecting someone else?

Yeah.

A guy packing a handheld lightning storm.

I’m sure you’ve heard of him.

Yeah. So who is he?

I don’t know.

But you know his schedule.

How did you know he was gonna attack the community center?

Because it’s happened before.

Not by kilovolt. He’s just the latest player in a game that’s been going on for a while.

I’m not following.

Nobody is.

That’s the problem. Community centers are being terrorized.

The narrows midnight basketball gets torched by an arsonist.

Diamond district tutoring center gets shot up.

Anything that was a refuge for kids…

Tch… taken off the board.

Mmm. Not seeing a connection.

THEY’RE ALL DIFFERENT M.O.s.

I’m telling you the Sheldon park attack wasn’t the first, and it won’t be the last.

We’re talking about at-risk youth programs, not exactly the most threatening institutions in Gotham.

What’s the motive?

That’s exactly the question I was asking when I was suddenly fired from the “gazette.”

Do you have any proof?

As a matter of fact, I do.

After last night’s attack, my editor’s agreed to take another look.

[Electrical humming]

[High-pitched whine]

[Gun powering up]

[Spence groaning]

Mary: Put him on here.

Ok. Up.

Ok.

Third-degree electrical burns.

See if the crows left us any mafenide acetate cream.

Cabinet middle shelf.

[Groans]

Oh! I’m gonna have to sedate him.

But he’ll make it?

I think so.

Looks like his laptop took the brunt of it.

Someone went to a lot of trouble to destroy the evidence on this computer, which means there must be some truth to the story he was trying to tell.

Figure out where that thing came from?

Well, it matches some tech being sold by a shady Russian defense contractor.

I’m guessing the kind that doesn’t give up their client list.

We may not need it.

Got a partial print here.

The rest is hidden under the battery.

At least I think it’s the battery.

Are you sure you should be messing with that?

Relax. Heh.

[Powering up]

Ooh. Ok. Um, I…

[Powering down]

See? Nothing to worry about.

Uh-huh.

[Scanner beeping]

Let’s find out who you are, kilovolt.

Michael kastrinos, aka Mickey k.

Got an address?

Yep. Cell block j at edgewater prison, where he’s been locked up for the last two years.

Alice: So you were in boring Madrid filing boring paperwork before taking a boring flight back to Gotham.

And from there, I followed the trail to bludhaven, where I eventually found Kate’s remains.

Not according to your boarding pass, which you apparently used as an itinerary.

Before heading off to bludhaven, you had a meeting with a Dr. Evelyn rhyme.

You don’t remember that?

No.

Dr. Rhyme is a consultant with the crows’ snakebite taskforce.

Why would I want to talk to her?

What say you fly to the nest and ask Dr. Rhyme.

What about you?

She has a private practice on sixth, and…

I’m feeling nosy.

See? We make a great team.

Oh, come on.

We aren’t so different you and I.

All we have in common is that we both miss Kate.

Well, there is one other thing.

No matter how much we both loved Kate she always chose someone else.

Oh. Is that what you want enigma to erase, all those hurt feelings?

No.

I want her to erase…

The person who caused them.

That was my life’s biggest regret, my greatest failure, not saving Beth.

Not an hour goes by that I don’t think about it, leaving my daughter to suffer in that cell.

That’s why I can’t shake off this urge for another hit of snakebite because for another few fleeting moments I get to be the father I should have been to her all those years ago.

Who else have you told about this?

No one.

Not even family?

My daughter Mary’s the only family I have left.

We’re not exactly speaking.

Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can give you to blunt the withdrawal, but there is a way you can blunt the pain of the daughter you lost.

How?

By focusing on repairing the relationship with the daughter you have left.

Man, on P.A.: Garcia, housed on “a” block.

[Buzzer]

Garcia, housed on “a” block.

You my new lawyer?

I wanted to ask about the recent attack on the Sheldon park community center.

Who are you?

And the attempted murder of horten Spence.

I don’t have to answer any of your questions, bitch.

You already have.

HE DID IT. MICKEY K.’s KILOVOLT.

He can’t be.

The guy has a laceration right where I sliced him in the alley. It’s him.

Not according to the prison surveillance footage.

I’m currently looking at footage from the nights of both kilovolt attacks.

Mickey K. Is locked up tight in his cell.

Two visits in one week?

Aren’t I the belle of the block?

I was wondering if maybe you can help me with something.

Grapevine buzzing about any recent prison escapes, any rumors of a secret way in or out of here?

You think if I knew a way out I’d still be sitting here?

Why do you ask?

Thinking of busting me out?

You know, I would do anything for you, but the one thing I can’t do is convince you to punch your ticket out of here.

Come on, ang. The shooters were wearing a hockey mask and a gas mask.

Give me the names of the guys underneath.

If I tell you their names, I’ll be the next one black mask puts a bullet in.

Batwoman can’t be around to protect me 24 hours a day.

But I can.

It’s just you and me against the world like always.

I will never let black mask hurt you.

You’re forgiven.

Does anyone else want to apologize for the fact that for the last two weeks not a single viable dose of snakebite has been produced?

Anyone?

I got plenty of bullets to go around.

Woman: Sir, you can kill as many of us as you want.

It won’t change the fact that you wanted to keep the snakebite recipe a secret, and now we’ve lost the only two people who knew it.

Ocean disappeared weeks ago, and his little helper’s locked away in prison.

Hmm.

You got to get her out.

You can’t let Angelique rot in there.

I sent you the names of the men who gunned down Forbes.

I know. I got all 6 of your voicemails.

I’ll look into the names she gave me.

I already did, ok?

They manage the Gotham gun club.

Is it that hard to imagine guys who work at a shooting range pulling the trigger?

Ok. I’ll run it down.

And?

And if the story checks out, I’ll talk to the d.A. About getting your girl sprung.

[Cell phone ringing]

Hey.

So this is from the night of the attack on the community center, and this is from two weeks ago.

Now check out the two hands of solitaire.

They’re identical… Just like these surveillance tapes.

It’s the same footage.

They just slapped a new time stamp on it, and instant alibi.

So is the prison trying to cover up the fact that he escaped and destroyed the community center?

Worse. I think they let him out.

Our fiend Mickey k. Here wasn’t gonna be eligible for parole for another decade, and then suddenly the day after the community center attack, he was granted a hearing for early release.

So…

I took the schedule for recent parole hearings, and I matched it against Spence’s list of attacks on community programs.

Guess what happened after the narrows midnight basketball was torched.

They paroled a serial arsonist.

And here’s another big, wet kiss from Edgewater’s parole board.

This one an armed robbery enthusiast conveniently scheduled…

The day after the diamond district tutoring center got shot up.

Ok, ok. So someone from the prison is letting out criminals for one night to target community programs in exchangefor early parole.

And that someone…

Is Edgewater correctional CEO Ellis O’Brien.

He personally intervened and signed off on each early release, all under the guise of “time off for good behavior,” and he sits on the board of the “Gotham gazette.”

Which puts him in the position to get Horten fired before he can find out who’s behind the attacks.

Yeah, but I still don’t get why.

Why would a prison company want to destroy community programs?

It’s exactly what Imani said.

These programs keep kids from falling through the cracks, but you know who profits from the kids who do?

Prisons.

Jake. Hey, buddy.

Listen. I’m sorry to barge in like this, waving my crows platinum client card, but I just needed to speak to somebody

I knew I could trust.

What’s wrong, Roman?

Well, I was dong a routine check on one of my cosmetics stores.

Long story short, a search of one of my employees’ lockers turned up this.

That’s snakebite, right?

I didn’t want to make a big thing about it without knowing for sure.

I mean, I’ve heard of the stuff, but I’ve never actually seen it.

Is that the real deal?

Uh, yeah. Yeah. It’s the real deal.

Wow. Well, it’s good I brought it to you then.

I know how hard you’ve been pushing to get this stuff off the streets.

I just can’t believe my own staff would…

You know, I mean, I thought it was a kid drug, but this stuff must really be making the rounds, huh?

Listen. I’ve got things, uh, covered on my end.

Can you dispose of this, make sure it doesn’t get into the wrong hands?

I mean, if it’s as bad as you say, this stuff could really ruin someone’s life.

Yeah. I’ll take care of it.

You’re the best, Jake.

Oh. Dr. Rhyme.

Agent pennyworth, how are you?

Stumped actually.

I was hoping you could clear something up.

Last month when I’d just returned to Gotham, you asked to see me.

This is gonna sound strange, but, um, do you mind if I ask what we discussed?

It was a matter of some sensitivity.

Oh. Perhaps we should discuss it in private.

Mm-hmm.

Have a seat, Dr. Rhyme, or would you prefer enigma?

What did you do to me?

Same thing I’m about to do.

Unh!

Make you forget.

[Breathing heavily]

I got a lock on the CEO’s phone.

He seems to be working late at the site of Edgewater’s latest lockup.

Ryan: Surveying your latest money maker?

Who’s there?

I need a security team down…

Ahh!

Ryan: Tell me how much money does the city pay you per prisoner?

150 a day.

So you’re raking in a couple hundred million a year to warehouse people?

There’s nothing illegal about it.

That’s the problem. All that money means you’ll be willing to do anything to keep your cells filled.

That’s why you sent kilovolt to fry the community center.

Any programs that kept at-risk kids from ending up in one of your prisons cut into your bottom line, so you took them out.

All right, all right. You got me.

No need to get physical.

So you’re confessing?

More like stalling.

Are you seeing this?

You got 3 guards approaching from the west, and I’m reading a big energy signal.

[Lightning guns powering up]

That suit’ll protect her, right?

Not against 3 of those lightning guns it won’t.

[Clatter]

Nobody’s home.

[Motor whirring]

Looks like black mask is tying up some loose ends.

[Grunting]

I miss the electric chair, but a firing squad should do.

Ready… aim…

Fire!

You’ve been holding out on me, fox?

Couldn’t let you have all the fun.

You know I had that, right?

Yeah. Never had a doubt.

Vesper: Do you like irony, Gotham?

I think Batwoman does.

For-profit prison CEO Ellis O’Brien allegedly engineered a conspiracy to sabotage community outreach programs in a bid to increase incarceration rates among the city’s most at-risk, and it seems o’brien did increase the prison population by one… himself.

Batwoman spilled the tea, and journalist horten Spence spilled the ink.

Talk to me, Gotham.

Has Batwoman found her Lois Lane?

[Clicking]

[Deadbolt thumps]

Hmm.

Ahchoo!

Daddy?

What brought you to the good doctor rhyme’s office?

Jacob, on recording: That’s why I can’t shake this urge for another hit of snakebite because at least for a few…

Tsk, tsk, tsk. What did you do?

[Rewinding]

That was my life’s biggest regret, my greatest failure, not saving Beth.

Not an hour goes by when I don’t think about it, leaving my daughter to suffer in that cell.

That’s why I can’t shake this urge for another hit of snakebite because at least for a few fleeting moments I can be the father I should have been to her all those years ago.

I’m sorry, daddy.

As much as I want to forgive you…

Forgetting’s easier.

[Beep]

Apply the antibiotic twice a day and change the bandages as needed.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Uh, my insurance doesn’t kick in for another few weeks.

Yeah. I’m just glad you got your job back and, I hear, a big promotion.

All I have to toast with are lollipops, but cheers.

Bye.

Bye.

Stopped by the med school, your apartment, the hold-up.

Then it hit me where I could find you.

Busted. You got me.

Mary.

Look. I don’t care what you have to say I’m opening the place back up, so if you want to stop me, you’ll have to arrest me.

I don’t want to stop you. I want to help you.

Make this place a real clinic.

Hire real doctors.

I’ll even pay for it.

You know that there are some things that you can’t fix by writing a big check.

What possible objection could you have to making this place legit?

Because it goes against the very reason I started the clinic, ok?

I don’t ask for I.D., I don’t require insurance, I don’t report O.D.s or non-violent criminal behavior.

I opened up this place to serve the people that you don’t see as legit.

Come on. You haven’t even finished med school.

And yet yesterday, I saved a guy’s life, and, you know, for the first time since Kate died,

I don’t feel hollow.

I feel like what I did mattered, that I can make a difference in this crappy city, and you want to take that away from me, and for that, I will never forgive you.

Hey.

So I heard you put in for a transfer to Berlin.

That I did.

Seems sudden.

I know. Heh.

I just, um… I just woke up this morning and knew that’s what I wanted to do.

It just feels right, you now?

Too many memories here in Gotham.

Hmm.

Take care, love.

Just wanted to make sure you had a copy of this.

Ahh. I’m glad the place is getting some good press.

Yeah. The phones have been lighting up with donations and volunteers.

That means I’m off the hook for teaching martial arts?

I hope not because I already signed up for your class.

[Door opens]

Excuse me.

So this is all happening very quickly, but the D.A. signed off on Angelique’s deal.

A WITSEC team is moving her into protective custody as we speak.

Thank you.

No. Thank you for getting her to talk.

Now until we can take down black mask, Angelique’s gonna be off the grid for bit.

It might be a while before you can talk to her again.

[Inhales]

Unh!

You came for me!

I knew you would.

Crows treating you ok?

They’re definitely more agreeable chauffeuring me around.

Thanks for getting me out.

You got yourself out.

With a little push.

I don’t know how you did 18 months inside, ry.

I thought I understood how much you sacrificed for me by going in.

Not even close, but now that I do, I want to say thank you and that I love you so…

[tires squealing]

Ang?

Yes Yes No Maybe plays…

♪ We’re getting higher ♪

♪ We’re gonna fly till we touch the sky-a ♪

No, no!

What’s going on? Angelique?

♪ We’re gonna shine till we catch the fire ♪

Ohh! Aah!

Angelique: No, no, no, no, no!

Ryan: What’s going on?

Angelique?

Angelique, Angelique, Angelique!

No, no!

♪ You’re ready to go ♪

Angelique, talk to me!

Angelique!

No! No, no, no!

♪ And everybody’s gonna know-o-o-ow ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ We’re coming, coming for ya, come on ♪

♪ And everybody’s gonna know-o-o-ow ♪

Ryan: Angelique? Angelique!

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

Man: Greg, move your head!

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