Fallout
Created by: Graham Wagner, Geneva Robertson-Dworet
Based on: Fallout by Bethesda Softworks
Stars: Ella Purnell (Lucy MacLean), Aaron Moten (Maximus), Kyle MacLachlan (Hank MacLean), Moisés Arias (Norm MacLean), Xelia Mendes-Jones (Dane), Frances Turner (Barb Howard), Walton Goggins (The Ghoul / Cooper Howard)
Season 2 – Episode 5
Episode title: The Wrangler
Original release date: January 14, 2026 (Amazon Prime Video)
Plot: In 2077, Kate Williams instructs Cooper to kill Robert House and recover her cold fusion relic, but he only agrees to the latter. Barb, Cooper and a younger Hank McLean go to the Lucky 38 in Las Vegas, where Cooper meets the real Robert House. Cooper learns that House intends to use the cold fusion relic to live indefinitely after he calculated nuclear war will be inevitable caused by neither him nor Vault-Tec, but by another mysterious entity. In 2296, Norm and the Vault-Tec executives arrive at the ruins of Vault-Tec’s corporate HQ. He discovers information on the Forced Evolutionary Virus (FEV), but is strangled by Ronnie after learning Norm lied to him. Lucy and the Ghoul escape the deathclaws in the New Vegas Strip and settle in Freeside. Meanwhile, Hank kidnaps a snake oil salesman from California, where he successfully installs a control chip, using him to deliver a message to the Ghoul to return Lucy to Vault 33 in exchange for the safety of the Ghouls family. The Ghoul reveals he only brought Lucy to negotiate with Hank. Betrayed, Lucy punches The Ghoul out of a window impaling him, although not before she is sedated, leading Hank to arrive and greet her.
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Fallout – S02E05 – The Wrangler | Transcript
[tense music playing]
[Deathclaw roaring]
[Deathclaw growling]
[Deathclaw roaring]
[Deathclaws continue roaring]
[snarling]
[Lucy] I defer to you about what to do in this situation.
[Ghoul] Run.
[tense music continues]
[Deathclaw roaring]
[Lucy] Do you have any more drugs? I really think I need some more drugs. You have any more?
[Ghoul] Drugs? No, I ain’t got any more drugs!
[Lucy] Okay, then which weapon would you recommend for this?
[Ghoul] You got a rocket launcher in that bag?
[Lucy] Nope.
[metal creaking]
[huffing]
[Dogmeat whimpering]
[explosion booming]
[Deathclaw roaring]
[roaring continues]
[Lucy grunting]
[Deathclaw roaring]
[loud banging]
[slot machine ringing]
[dramatic music playing]
[Lucy] So, this is Vegas, huh?
[Ghoul] Yep.
[Dogmeat whimpers]
[Lucy] And those surprisingly smelly lizard monster bull things?
[Deathclaw chittering]
[Lucy] Have they always been here?
[Ghoul] Nope.
[Lucy] Okay. I’d ask why my dad ran into a den of giant monsters, but you’d probably just tell me to shut the fudge up.
[Ghoul] [sighs] Before the war, there was a plan… for a special Vault. A Vault for management. That’s where my wife is. Where my daughter is, too.
[Lucy] You never found it?
[Ghoul] Oh no, I found one, in California. It was empty. Found another one in Oregon. It was empty, too. Turns out, there’s more than a few special Vaults for management sprinkled across the Wasteland. All of ’em empty. But I’ve never found one in Vegas.
[Lucy] So, you think if my dad’s in there, maybe your wife and daughter are, too?
[Ghoul] Uh-huh. And now, they’re surrounded by these fuckin’ things.
[Deathclaw chittering]
[Lucy] I think we should just go in there and get them.
[Ghoul] You can’t just waltz past a pack of Deathclaws.
[Lucy] They’re called Deathclaws?
[townspeople chattering]
[Lucy] Look, I know it’s not an ideal situation, but we– Oh, uh, I’m okay. Thank you soo much. But nothing is, up here, right? Now, I’ll admit, I am in an altered mental state but I think we should just shoot these monsters in the face. And frankly, whatever we do, we need to do it quickly, ’cause I am very much out of drugs.
[Ghoul sighs]
[coins jingling]
[Ghoul] Take this. There’s a general store over there called Sonny’s. Ask for somethin’ called Addictol. It’ll clean out all that shit you got runnin’ through your veins.
[Lucy] Hey, maybe they’ll have something to take down one of those lizards.
[Ghoul] I wouldn’t bet on it.
[Lucy] Where are you going?
[Ghoul] To get fucked up.
[spurs jingling]
[Ghoul sighing]
[door closing]
[bag thuds]
[Ghoul] Whiskey.
[discordant music playing]
[Ghoul] [sighing] The bottle.
[Shotgun Jeff, the bartender] Guess you saw them Deathclaw things come up from Quarry Junction. They fightin’ around the Strip. [chuckles] Big whup. Just another fuckin’ round o’ change in management’s all it is.
[cork popping]
[Shotgun Jeff] Like one of ’em merry-go-rounds. NCR. Legion. NCR. Legion. Fuckin’ robots. No matter to me. Always somebody tryna tell us what to do. Long as they don’t come ’round and charge me taxes, I don’t give a fuck. [chuckles] Don’t try to charge me taxes, lizard. I’ll shoot your goddamn head off.
[Ghoul] Stop… talkin’.
[dramatic music playing]
[fanfare playing]
[broadcaster] While the government twiddles thumbs at the negotiating table with our communist adversaries from across the Pacific, Captains of Industry gather in Las Vegas, Nevada, to decide the fate of the free world. And the leader of this historic summit? Robert Edwin House, founder of RobCo, the nation’s leading robotics manufacturer. So, what does this titan of the private sector think about his odds at succeeding where the government has failed?
Where I come from, which is America, the House always wins.
[young Hank] Mrs. Howard! Mrs. Howard! Coop! Hey. I’m sorry I’m late. Uh, let me take your bags to the gate.
[Cooper] It looks like you already got your hands full.
[young Hank] Oh! I’m suddenly a very important person and a possible assassination target.
[Barb] We’ll meet you at the gate, Hank.
[young Hank] Okay!
[Cooper] Uh, you go ahead. I gotta call my agent.
[Barb] Alright.
[phone booth door closes]
[Cooper sighs]
[coin rattling]
[line ringing]
[Kate] Glad you chose to do the right thing.
[Cooper] Is that what you call killing a man?
[Kate] Check the coin return. If Robert House gets Cold Fusion, Vault-Tec gets the bombs. This is the only way to stop it.
[Cooper] Is this what I think it is?
[Kate] You’re a soldier. You’ve killed before.
[Cooper] In uniform.
[Kate] Wearing a costume doesn’t make it any better. I am giving you the opportunity to save countless lives in exchange for one. I think in this case, the ends justify the means.
[Cooper] You know, people’ve been saying shit like that for years.
[inaudible]
[Cooper] I tell you what. I’ll stop the exchange. I’ll get your Cold Fusion back. But I’m not gonna kill a man to do it.
[phone handset thuds]
[♪ Tony Bennett: “Rags to Riches”]
♪ I know I’d go from rags to riches ♪
♪ if you would only say you care ♪
[protester] Corporate greed has no place in government!
Please, remain calm.
[protesters shouting]
[protester] Hey, you sold us out!
♪ My clothes may still be torn and tattered ♪
♪ but in my heart, I’d be a king ♪
[Cooper] There’s a Vault-Tec hotel?
[Barb] Your ad campaign has been an enormous success.
[Cooper] Yeah. Ah.
[camera clicking]
♪ It’s everything ♪
[Cooper] What a crazy world.
Hello. I’m a big fan.
[Cooper] Oh yeah, okay. Sure.
[Representative Welch] Private companies shouldn’t be allowed to unilaterally dictate American policy. I deserve to be part of this conversation. I’m a United States congresswoman!
[thud]
[camera clicking]
[person] [whispering] Oh! That’s Congresswoman Welch…
[indistinct whispering]
[Cooper] Hey, here.
[groaning]
[Cooper] I’m really sorry about that.
[Representative Welch] No, it’s fine. Fighting the good fight is mostly a series of humiliations.
[Barb] Coop?
[Cooper] Keep at it.
[big band music playing]
[slot machine sounds in background]
[cameras clicking]
[Barb] Oh, I, uh, I need to talk to those reps from RobCo. Care to join?
[Cooper] What do you think? I’m gonna get a couple of drinks. Nukatini?
[guests chattering]
[partygoer] These government knuckleheads can’t solve anything. It’s up to us. Government should be run like a business.
[dramatic music playing]
[young Hank] Thank you.
♪
[elevator pings]
[people cheering]
[partygoer 1] It’s Robert House!
[partygoer 2] There he is!
[chattering continues]
[dramatic music continues playing]
[Robert House’s Double] Mr. House would like to see you.
Well, howdy, pardner.
[Cooper] Howdy.
Right this way!
[Robert House] Hello! I’m Robert House.
[Cooper] From the fuckin’ toilet?
[Robert House] [laughing] I apologize, I was just very eager to meet you. Now… I know that you came to Vegas to kill me. Did you not?
[wind whistling]
[♪ Robert Alda: “Luck Be a Lady”]
♪ Luck, be a lady tonight ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady tonight ♪
♪ Luck, if you’ve ever been ♪
♪ a lady to begin with ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady tonight ♪
♪ Luck, let a gentleman see ♪
♪ how nice a dame you can be ♪
♪ I know the way you’ve treated ♪
♪ other guys you’ve been with ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady with me ♪
♪ A lady doesn’t leave her escort ♪
♪ It isn’t fair, it isn’t nice ♪
[music stops abruptly]
[Snake Oil Salesman] [screaming] Die! Die! Die!
[Radroach screeching]
♪ Luck, be a lady tonight ♪
♪ Luck, if you’ve ever been ♪
♪ a lady to begin with ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady tonight ♪
♪ So, let’s keep the party polite ♪
♪ So, let’s keep the party polite ♪
[Snake Oil Salesman] Let’s get lucky, shall we?
♪ Never get out of my sight ♪
♪ Stick with me, baby, ♪
♪ I’m the fella you came in with ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady ♪
♪ Luck, be a lady ♪
♪ What’s the matter, roll the dice ♪
♪ Tonight ♪
♪ Comin’ out right! ♪
[Snake Oil Salesman] Hello, gorgeous. How I’ve missed you. I’ll admit you’d be disappointed in how I’ve behaved since we’ve been apart, but… you can’t begrudge a man for filling the void, can you?
Fully Integrated Security Technotronic Officer active and reporting for duty.
[Snake Oil Salesman] That makes two of us.
[dramatic music sting]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Oh, a lookyloo, eh? Go watch from behind a shrub or something, like a civilized pervert. Now, where were we?
[cart whirring]
[hisses, groans]
[sighs deeply]
[Hank] How would you like to forget everything you’ve ever known? Everyone you’ve ever known? Your language and motor skills will remain intact. But every choice you’ve made, every moment you’ve cherished, will be completely and utterly removed from your memory.
[Snake Oil Salesman] Please. Yes.
[device clicking]
[tone pulsing]
[dial clicking]
[clicking]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Oh. Oh.
[tone continues pulsing]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Ooh.
[clicking]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Ooh, good gracious! [laughing]
[clicking continues]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Ooh! [gasps] [grunting] [laughing] Oh, no, no, no, no. Oh, no, no! No, no, no, no, no! Nooo!
[tone continues pulsing]
[tone stops]
[Snake Oil Salesman] [sighs] [gasps]
[Hank] [chuckles softly] Let’s begin.
[clicking]
[wind whistling]
[dramatic music playing]
[Clark] Ew, it’s so dirty in here.
[Pete] It’s like walking on garbage.
[Clark] One of these guys must be the janitor.
[Norm] Guys? We really need–
[Clark] Hey, look. It’s Janice.
[laughter]
[Clark] Ugh, still at her desk. Yeesh.
[Pete] She always was a kiss-ass.
Yeah.
[loud banging and chittering]
[chittering continues]
[Clark] I need to craft a weapon.
[loud banging continues]
[Norm] We should get outta here.
[chittering continues]
[gun cocking]
[Ma June] This is my squat.
[Barv] It’s our squat.
[Ma June] They know what I mean. Well, I’ll be. More Vault Dwellers.
[Norm] What do you mean, “more Vault Dwellers”?
[rustling and chittering]
[Claudia] Can I ask you a question?
[Barv] Mmhmm.
[rustling and chittering continue]
[Claudia] What is making that noise in the elevator?
[Barv] Roach farm.
[loud banging]
[Claudia] How big are they?
[Barv] Not big enough for market yet, but they’ll get there.
[chittering and banging continue]
[Norm] So, you met my sister?
[Ma June] Yeah, back in Filly. Before the Brotherhood of Steel burnt it down. Had her help a fella from the Enclave get through the Shithole to some folks from the NCR who weren’t in town when Shady Sands blew up. [clicking tongue] Pretty slim odds. What with it being Khan country.
[Norm] What?
[Ma June] Hmm?
[Norm] I don’t understand what any of that means.
[Ma June] Oh, I’m sorry. I forget you Vaulties don’t much care for current events. [sighs] Your sister is dead, honey.
[Norm] You don’t know that. You don’t know my sister.
[Ma June] I know the Wasteland better than you do. And I know plenty well what it does to folks as soft as you all are. [sniffling] Now, I wanna tell you what I told her. And for y’all’s sake, I hope you listen. Go home, Vaultie. Let’s go, Barv! If you idiots need supplies for the trip home, help yourselves. But don’t you touch my roach farm. Good luck, dipshits.
Suddenly, you’re a big Samaritan, huh?
[Ma June] Baby, shut the fuck up. I’m trying to be a better person.
[indistinct chatter]
[caps rattling]
[jingling]
[player 1] Come on.
[player 2] Yeah!
[players chattering indistinctly]
[suspenseful music playing]
[caps rattling]
♪
[Lucy gasps]
[floor creaking]
[Shopkeep Simon] What are you doing?
[Lucy] [gasps] Uh, n… I-I just, um… I came in the wrong door, so… Are you… Sonny?
[Simon] He left town.
[Lucy] Okay. So… he’s not in that trash can behind me?
[Simon] No. That’s the guy who tried to rob the place.
[Lucy] And he’s naked. So… did he come in here naked?
[Simon] Yeah. I mean, it’s not weird for someone to rob a store naked. Lots of people do it, okay?
[Lucy] [soft gasp] Anyway, I’m just gonna be leaving now, and you’re not gonna shoot me as I go. Sir, don’t touch that gun. If you touch that gun, I’m gonna have to maim you.
[gun clicking]
[gunshot]
[body thuds]
[Lucy] [sighs] Sir, I’m sorry, I… Oh, gosh.
[door bell jingling]
[client] Oh. Who are you?
[Lucy] I don’t know.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music playing]
[Robert House] Mr. Howard. I’ve been following you for some time.
[Cooper] Have you?
[Robert House] Oh, don’t worry. I’m not a crazed fan of one of your films. Unlike Edison and some of the rest, I don’t care for fiction. It’s not real. Doesn’t matter. My interest in you, though, on the other hand… well, that does matter.
[Cooper] How you figure that?
[Robert House] Our destinies are, um… mathematically intertwined.
[Cooper] How long have you been pretending to be this guy?
[Robert House’s Double] About ten years.
[Cooper] Ten years.
[Robert House’s Double] [chuckles] It’s a living.
[Robert House] Mr. Howard.
[elevator dings]
[Robert House] Come down here. Let’s you and I talk.
[Cooper] I’m not gonna come down there.
[Robert House] Come down here.
[Cooper] I don’t want to come down there.
[Robert House] Mr. Howard, I was there with you in Alaska.
[Cooper] I doubt that very much.
[Robert House] Not physically, of course. I’m not insane. But I did license a piece of software to West Tek, which gave me access to the T45 Armor you wore. So, I saw what you saw. I saw it all. I saw the demon in the snow. And I believe that it’s connected to the future of this great nation. And to your wife.
[dramatic music playing]
[Robert House] Like yourself, Mr. Howard, I am an apex competitor. We are the very best at what we do. And what I do, is I know everything. I know who is making what technology, and I acquire that technology at the most lucrative moment in its span of functionality. This week, I’m acquiring Cold Fusion from Vault-Tec.
[Cooper] From my wife.
[Robert House] Correct. It will allow me to stay alive indefinitely in roboticized, nonbiological form and protect Las Vegas from the coming nuclear war.
[Cooper] Initiated by my wife.
[Robert House] Hmm. Unclear.
[Cooper] By Vault-Tec, then?
[Robert House] No, I doubt that, despite what we’ve both heard in that meeting. Vault-Tec is a collision of bureaucrats. Your wife, though… I don’t know.
[Cooper] You said you knew everything.
[Robert House] I routinely design and run mathematical paradigms based on global, political, and socioeconomic conditions in an effort to… predict future events. And one spring morning, the data coalesced, and it told me, in no uncertain terms, that the world would… well, end.
[Cooper] Calculator told you that?
[Robert House] The date of the end of the world may not interest you, Mr. Howard. But the date the data coalesced might. April 14th, 2065, at 5:17 a.m. Is that date of any interest to you?
[Cooper] That’s my daughter’s birthday.
[Robert House] Oh, that is vexingly curious, isn’t it?
[clicking]
[Robert House] More curious is that you were not meant to come to Vegas this weekend. Your wife Barbara was meant to come alone. The moment that you bought your ticket to Las Vegas, the date the world was going to end… jumped forward by one month.
[Cooper] What are you, a f-fortune teller now?
[Robert House] I am a mathematician, a roboticist, and a casino owner. And I don’t know yet how you figure into all of this, but you most certainly do. And I don’t like unknown variables. Irksome. Not knowing exactly how you play a part in ending the world.
[Cooper] You know, the… person who wanted me to kill you, you know what they think? They think that you are gonna end things by selling Vault-Tec the weapons it needs.
[Robert House] No. The bombs will not be dropped by me or any of the idiots at that meeting. What I believe… I believe there is a… another player at the table. The same unknown entity responsible for your demon in the snow.
[Cooper] Who?
[Robert House] I don’t know. It’s like I said. Irksome. As you see, I live my life by one simple maxim.
[Cooper] The House always wins, right?
[Robert House] And it does. I’m making sure of it using every single piece of technology at my disposal.
[device chirping]
[Robert House] But what if I’m not the House? What if someone else is?
[Cooper] What if you’re just a fucking lunatic?
[Robert House] I’m a lunatic?
[Cooper] Yeah.
[Robert House] I would encourage you to gaze inward, Mr. Howard, to your small life, spending your days pretending to be a cowboy, while your wife is making apocalyptic proposals at board meetings, and I’m building a missile system to defend this glorious city from what’s coming. But from whom, Mr. Howard? From whom? Who ends the world? Is it you? What if it is you? I don’t think you’re a cowboy at all, no.
[elevator button clicking]
[Robert House] I think you’re a killer! I think I know exactly who you are!
[elevator pinging]
[high-pitched ringing]
[Ronnie] Alright. Comms Room. Clark, Pete, with me.
[switches clicking]
[Ronnie] It’s dead.
[Norm] Who were you hoping to contact?
[Ronnie] The investors. Hey, Clark, you’re project manager. Get this operational, stat.
[Clark] Shouldn’t take long.
[Ronnie] Hey, Pete, go try that one.
[Claudia sobbing]
[Norm] You okay?
[Claudia] Sorry. You’d think it would have all hit me at once, but, uh… [sniffling] Nope. [sighs] Even if my parents survived the bombs, they’d be gone by now. Same with my friends. My cat. [sniffling]
[Norm] Your cat have a name?
[Claudia] His name was Puppy.
[Norm] Puppy the cat.
[Claudia] It’s funny, huh?
[Norm] I mean, not right now, I guess.
[Claudia] [inhales sharply] Yeah. [chuckles] [sniffling]
[Norm] You don’t strike me as the kind of person who would sign up for a program like this. Did you know going in about the Future Enterprise Ventures?
[Claudia] Like I said, I just started this job a week ago. But everything these people talked about sounded pretty nutty to me.
[Norm] But you don’t remember what they said? Nothing about doing something to the people in Vault 32 or 33?
[Claudia] No. There was this exec. Bud’s boss? Her name was Barbara Howard. She was in charge of all the Vault proposals.
[Norm] Do you know where her office is?
[tense music playing]
[computer keys clacking]
[computer chirping]
[Claudia] You’re not really Bud’s successor, are you?
[Norm] How’d you know?
[Claudia] Mm. Because you’re not absolutely nuts?
[Norm] Thank you?
[Claudia] But the rest of them, they are nuts. I mean, they bet their whole lives on Bud Askins and his weird multimillennial plan. If they realize you took that from them, there’s no telling what they’ll do. Sorry if that came across as a little dramatic. But in my defense, I did just see the world end, like, a week ago. I could really use a drink. Do you want a drink?
[Norm] I’ve actually never had one.
[Claudia] Really? I’ll be right back.
♪
[Norm] Future Enterprise Ventures.
[computer keys clacking]
[Norm] F… E-V.
[computer keys clacking]
[computer chirping]
[Norm] Forced Evolutionary Virus.
[electricity zapping]
[Ronnie] You lied to us.
[tense music playing]
[Ronnie shouting and grunting]
[Norm choking] [grunting] [choking] [gasps]
[Ronnie breathing heavily]
[Norm gasps]
[neon sign buzzing]
[indistinct chatter]
[inhaler hissing]
[Lucy exhales sharply]
[groaning]
[Lucy sighs]
[door closes]
[Lucy] I think we can say I am officially done with dru–
[heaving]
[Ghoul] Window.
[Lucy retching]
[coughing]
[person outside] Watch it!
[Lucy breathing heavily]
[vomiting, coughing]
[Lucy sighs]
[Ghoul] You done?
[Lucy sniffling]
[Lucy] Thanks.
[Ghoul] [sighs] Least I can do, considering.
[person clearing throat]
[Lucy] Who’s that?
[Ghoul] I’ll let him explain.
[Snake Oil Salesman] Hi! I was sent here by your father. Mr. MacLean is very impressed that you’ve followed him this far, but he’s quite secure in an underground facility. There’s no reaching him from here, not without his explicit invitation.
[Lucy] You’re gonna walk right back out of here and lead us to my father, now.
[Snake Oil Salesman] Unfortunately, I don’t have permission. Mr. MacLean is watching over this gentleman’s wife and daughter. They are quite peacefully resting in stasis. And wouldn’t it be a shame if Mr. MacLean had to terminate that slumber prematurely? They almost assuredly wouldn’t survive the process.
[Lucy] Don’t listen to him. Whatever it is, we can’t trust him.
[Snake Oil Salesman] However, Mr. MacLean is willing to make a deal, one family’s safety for another’s. Mr. MacLean will leave your wife and daughter safe and sound in their cryo chambers if you bring his daughter back to the safety of her Vault.
[Lucy] What?
[Snake Oil Salesman] Your father is in the process of setting certain plans in motion. He’d like it if you’d be able to wait it out, safe and sound, back at home. Do you accept?
[Lucy] You can’t actually be considering this.
[Ghoul] Lucy, I brought you here to bargain with. This is the bargain.
[Lucy] [softly] We were actually beginning to get along.
[Ghoul] Yeah.
[tranq gun fires]
[heavy breathing]
[Ghoul sighs]
[Snake Oil Salesman] Mm, wonderful! I’ll inform management that you made an agreeable decision. Good afternoon.
[door closes]
[grunting]
[tranq dart clattering]
[grunting]
[Lucy breathing heavily]
[Ghoul] [sighs, clears throat] Take a nap.
[liquid pouring]
[Ghoul] When you wake up, you’ll be home. Couldn’t be helped. Family’s a fucked-up thing.
[somber music playing]
[elevator pings]
[somber music continues]
♪
[labored breathing]
Oh, my God. Cooper Howard! Can I have a kiss? You have to ride the missile!
[cheering and applause]
[somber music continues playing]
[Lucy breathing heavily] [screaming]
[glass shattering]
[Ghoul exclaiming, groaning] [groaning]
[Lucy] I thought we were friends.
[Cooper panting]
[cameras clicking]
♪
[Cooper] We need to talk.
[footsteps approaching]
[Hank] My little Sugarbomb.
[Lucy breathing heavily]
[♪ The Mills Brothers: “You Always Hurt the One You Love”]
♪ You always hurt ♪
♪ the one you love ♪
♪ The one you shouldn’t hurt ♪
♪ at all ♪
♪ You always take ♪
♪ the sweetest rose ♪
♪ and crush it ♪
♪ till the petals fall ♪
♪ You always break ♪
♪ the kindest heart ♪
♪ with a hasty word you can’t recall ♪
♪ So, if I broke ♪
♪ your heart last night ♪
♪ it’s because I love you ♪
♪ most of all ♪
♪
