[Will] Previously on Will Trent...
- This dark area is a tumor. - What should I do?
Well, get it out as soon as possible.
I took an innocent life.
- He got shot. - And I can't make it right.
[sobbing] I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
I was five the first time my mother pimped me out.
I know what it's like to want the love of a terrible person.
[beeping]
- [beeps] - [lock clicks]
[bell dings]
I'll be back in the morning for this.
[bell dinging]
I'm on the first ferry out.
Absolutely, Mr. Frost, we have your wake-up call triple asterisksed.
[bell dinging]
Someone out there really needs to talk to you.
- Yes. They are quite persistent. - [bell dinging]
- Excuse me. - [dinging continues]
Hello, Lance.
Thank you for moving my room away from the elevator,
but I'm afraid you've now given me a west-facing room
when I prefer an east-facing room because I like to see the sunrise.
- Ah. - And my room has a damp smell.
Oh. Well, thank you for letting me know.
I guess we're still working out some kinks during our soft opening.
Can I offer you two complimentary glasses of our housemade Coco Jubilee?
- Oh, yeah. - Lola. Lola.
- Ooh. [chuckles] Hi. - Does this have alcohol in it?
Oh, yes.
This is my third one, and I swear I can hardly taste it.
Oh. [chuckles]
Um, Lance, one of the geese bit the tai chi instructor. Again.
[stammers] I'll be right there.
I just need to take care of something.
[chuckles]
What about him?
I'm not participating in this with you, Evie.
Why not? Suddenly you hate sex?
You know, you have fun. I brought a book to read.
I'ma say this with love. I'm worried your vagina's gonna close.
Why don't you let me worry about my vagina?
What ever happened to Randy Mandy?
You know, you used to keep a lover in every city.
Sure. And then we all got older and they settled down
or moved to Spain or became the head coach of the Minnesota Vikings,
and then I got the deputy director job
and I just never restocked the pantry.
I'm coming up on 60. I'm done chasing men.
Okay, what about her?
Too young, too annoying.
Mmm. Okay, what about... That's, um... Who is that?
- Mars St. James? - Yes.
Girl, I used to have all his records on vinyl.
I hear he's into that tantric sex. He had a three-month-long orgasm.
I don't have time for a three-month-long orgasm, Evie. I have a job.
I think you're scared, and that makes me sad, because Randy Mandy was my hero.
No one ever called me Randy Mandy.
Everyone called you Randy Mandy,
and it was respectful and glorious and... [gasps]
Oh... Look at that smart dresser at 1:00.
Do you have a Gucci belt?
She has a Gucci belt.
Good eye. Hi.
Alonso.
Oh, hi, Alonso. This is Mandy. We work together. Marketing.
[scoffs] That's right. Mandy from marketing.
[Evelyn chuckles]
So what brings you to this lovely island resort?
- Tell my friend. [chuckles] - [Alonso chuckles]
Well, a little bit of business, a little bit of pleasure.
Hmm.
Well, hopefully, I'll... I'll see you around, Mandy from marketing.
- [Evelyn] Mmm, mmm. [laughs] - Let's go.
[♪ bossa nova instrumental plays]
[Betty barks]
[Will] Well, someone's excited to be home. [chuckles]
- [barking] - [Nico] Easy, girl, what is it?
[barking continues]
Nico, take Betty inside the garage. Lock the door.
[door closes]
[rustling, zipper unzips]
What are you doing in my house?
Hey, what do you... what do you got? [grunts]
- [Will] Give me that. - [grunts]
You killed my brother, you asshole.
[shutter clicks]
The lighting in here is tragic.
It's a soft open.
No, I was thinking we could start our day with a pickleball lesson...
Coming in. Sir?
[security guard screams]
I think he's dead.
- We shouldn't. - We are on vacation.
It might not hurt to take a little peek.
Pickleball doesn't start for another hour.
[giggles]
Multiple stab wounds, serrated blade.
- Hmm. His hand is missing. - What?
This guy had a jeweler's loupe, and these are diamond certifications.
- Diamond dealer. - That explains the hand.
- Hmm. - How?
What's your name?
Garrett. I'm head of security.
Okay, I'm gonna go ahead and assume this hotel has a vault.
It's probably opened by biometric handprint scan.
Call down to the front desk and have them check the vault.
I'm betting this guy had diamonds in there that are now missing.
No way. That's crazy.
What time is the first ferry off this island?
9:00 a.m.
We need to stop that ferry and lock down this island. The killer is still here.
I was supposed to see someone today. Now it's tomorrow?
Okay, so what am I supposed to do for the next five days?
Sit around and wait to find out if I'm gonna die?
No, no, don't put me on hold. Do not put me... [huffs]
- Hey. - [phone beeps]
- [♪ Muzak plays] - Are you okay?
No, I'm not. Well, I have a brain tumor, and I'm afraid it's gonna kill me.
Oh, my God, I am so sorry, Michael.
Don't do that. Don't call me Michael. You think I'm gonna die.
- [phone ringing] - No, no, I don't. I'm just... absorbing.
[automated voice] The VA is currently offering free flu shots.
- Thank you for your service. - [laughing]
Okay, so I serve my country, and the thanks I get
is a piece of shrapnel on my head that gives me a tumor,
and now they're canceling my appointments with a specialist.
But, hey, at least I get a flu shot in April,
which isn't even flu season.
- I am so sorry... [sighs] - [phone rings]
No, it's the waiting that's driving me crazy.
Okay, listen, this sucks. Big time.
But there is a lot that we don't know, and in the meantime,
you have people looking out for you who care about you.
[♪ Muzak continues]
- Okay? - [ringing continues]
- [Michael] Yeah, I know. - [sighs]
- You gonna get that? - Yeah.
Mom, could this possibly wait five minutes?
Oh?
Hmm.
Sure.
[beeps]
Would you wanna come with me to an island resort to help me solve a murder?
Yes.
Stay on hold. It'll be a long drive.
So... [sighs]
You came to my house with a gun.
What was your plan?
I was gonna shoot you.
Okay. Then?
Then I was gonna leave.
And what, go home?
I have history homework.
- [sighs] - [Betty barks]
[chuckles] That's Betty. You can pet her if you like.
[barks]
- Diego-- - I hate you.
And I'm the man of the house now. I needed to do something.
What if the police caught you?
I'd tell them you killed my brother.
The police would still take you away, you know that, right?
Who's gonna take care of your mom if you're in jail?
You didn't go to jail.
You're right. I didn't.
[sighs]
Are you gonna call the police?
No.
Worse. I'ma take you home and talk to your mom.
What does that mean, she opened her eyes?
They don't know. They said it might mean that she's waking up or she's dying.
Oh, wow. Okay, life or death. I didn't even know she was...
- How long she been like this? - Since before I knew you.
[rhythmic beeping]
Hi, Mom.
Angie, keep your eyes closed. Now tell me what happened.
They said I was trashy.
They did not say that. Open.
That's what they meant. They said I didn't look the part.
Well, screw them. What does some cow in the shoe department know?
Hey. Hey, what is this? Why are you crying over one lost job?
[sighs, sniffs]
I just... I feel like people can tell.
Honey, you are the most beautiful, fierce, smart, powerful creature
in the entire world, and everybody else can just suck it.
You say it back to me.
I'm not gonna say that back to you.
Come on. Come on, look at those eyes. Come on, say it to me.
- Come on, say it. - Hmm.
I am the most beautiful, fierce, smart...
What was next?
Powerful.
...powerful creature in the world, and everyone else can suck it.
[chuckles]
That's right. [chuckles]
Come on, drink up.
[Angie chuckles]
God, you are gorgeous.
Look at this hair.
You have to promise me that you will never let it go gray.
A woman with gray hair might as well be dead.
I need a bleach kit.
Uh, the-the powder kind that come in little sachets with brushes.
And I need, um, two boxes of color, a diamond blonde and an ash blonde.
- Do not get platinum, okay? - Okay, okay. Got it, got it.
- Can you go now? - Wait, no... You good?
- Yeah, yeah, this is what I need. - Okay. [stammers]
I understand that the guests are upset.
Tell them that as soon as the ferry is up and running, they will know about it.
- Okay. - Lola, why do you smell like burnt hair?
Oh, one of the fire pits flared up out of nowhere while I was cleaning it.
Oh, my God, is the baby okay? I'm sure it's fine. Go away now.
[sighs] Oh, my God, a murder during our soft open.
We're gonna need a list of all your guests and staff,
a floor plan of the hotel, and access to all of your security footage.
But there is no footage. Security cameras are being installed on Thursday.
Hmm. Soft open, got it.
Now, listen, I don't want to tell you how to do your job,
but if we could make it a priority to locate the dismembered hand,
that would be amazing.
Lance, I hear you. We're hell-bent on finding that severed hand.
[stammers, chuckles] Let's keep our voices low, huh?
Why don't we call it something else, like a birthday cake?
Everybody loves birthday cake. We're just looking for some birthday cake. [chuckles]
Ormewood, there's blood.
You think there's some birthday cake in there?
Oh, my God, the hand.
- Open it. - You open it.
I really think a severed hand would help distract you from your brain.
Doctor said no heavy lifting.
[whimpers]
Oh. No.
Huh. I really thought there was gonna be a hand under there.
We're gonna need Grover Island PD to come do crime scene.
Oh, God. Okay, we'll have them come in through the service entrance.
And can I just suggest that you two slip into something a little bit more discreet?
Right now you're looking a little procedural, a little case of the week.
[scoffs]
Honey, you look darling. You never wear skirts.
Okay, we know that the vault was opened at 12:30 this morning.
The murder had to occur just before then.
Yeah, the hand needed to be warm in order to activate the vault lock,
so the killer must have cut off the hand, ran out of the vault
- with it in the cloche to keep it warm. - What's a cloche?
The cloche, the thing... the thing with the blood in it.
Here are the floor plans you demanded.
Do we know who knew Blaine was gonna be at the hotel?
Lance did.
Lance, where were you around midnight last night?
I was on Zoom with Somchai, my Thai language instructor.
I'm trying to get a job in Phuket.
Okay, we'll check on that.
Uh, we know the victim was a luxury diamond dealer
who was selling to Mars St. James.
Now, everyone in his entourage would have known he was here,
but they refuse to answer any questions without a subpoena,
- so I can't even get their names. - I know their names. Hold on.
Mom. Mom, no, I told you to stay out of it.
So this is me and Mars, and that's his bodyguard Olaf, who is such a doll,
and that's his stylist Bo and Cynthia his dog walker,
and, of course, that's Klaus, his dog, who looks very scary
but is really very nice.
And this smoke show is Alonso.
I've been trying to set Mandy up with him.
It turns out his brother is Mars.
When did you take this?
When you were at the waffle bar--
Okay, now can you please go do a cold plunge or something? We can handle it.
Well, you know what? I'm going to do that because I trust you and value your work.
Okay, it looks like the fastest route the killer could have taken
was along the garden path and through the patio doors.
But not after midnight.
Those doors automatically lock after 11:00 p.m.
You would need a universal key to access them.
Who has a universal key?
- Right now, just Garrett. - Head of security Garrett?
- Yes. - He didn't do it.
- He doesn't have a stomach for it. - Okay, thank you, Mother.
We're gonna go talk to Garrett.
[Michael sighs]
- [book thuds on bar] - [Alonso sighs]
Mandy from marketing.
Alonso. I see we have the same taste in vacation books.
[chuckles]
- What do you think so far? - I think it's the groundskeeper.
- [chuckles] - [Alonso] Hmm.
I hear they're doing an adaptation. Did you see who they cast?
- Mm-mmm. - He looks nothing like
how the character's described in the books.
Well, you can't trust Hollywood.
[chuckles]
Mind if I buy you a drink?
[chuckles]
Faith, honey.
There's another body.
It's Garrett.
Head of security.
I told you he didn't do it.
[beeping]
Hello. Mrs. Sánchez?
She's not home yet.
I'll wait out here.
[beep]
[sighs]
[beeping continues]
- [Will] What's your name? - Marco.
[Will] How old are you?
I'm 14. I'm scared. Am I gonna be okay?
You're gonna be just fine.
- [rapid beeping] - [clattering]
- [Diego groans] - Diego?
Hey, you okay in there?
- Diego, are you okay? - [beeping continues]
I couldn't get it open. The fire alarm's broken.
Well, that's annoying. You got the ladder out.
I think we need a screwdriver. Do you have one?
- [beep] - In the drawer.
I think nine volts, right?
Let's find out.
[beeping continues]
Nine volt, it is. I'll trade you.
[beeps]
[sighs]
- I think you fixed it. - We fixed it.
[footsteps approaching]
[sighs]
Mrs. Sánchez, I'm Special Agent Will Trent. I--
I know who you are. What the hell are you doing in my house?
I wanted to make sure your son made it home safely.
He came to my house with a gun. He told me he wanted to kill me.
- Is this true? - I'm the man of the house.
Baby...
Go to your room. We'll talk about this later.
You can go now.
This is the gun. We have a firearm disposal program.
I can get rid of it if you like.
Great idea. Give all the guns to the cops. What could go wrong?
Um, I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have come inside--
No, you shouldn't have. Get out. You're an intruder in my home.
Get out. Get the hell out.
[sighs]
Star Search, right. Of course. Yeah, I wouldn't miss it.
I used to watch every week with my mom.
- Ah, were you guys close? - We were.
Until she died. She took her own life. I was 22.
I'm sorry.
And you still think about her often?
Mmm. Every day.
[chuckles] Gosh. I don't usually tell strangers about my mother.
Well, I'm glad you did.
Well, I don't know about you, but as I've gotten older,
I've got a lot more comfortable with my own story.
And a lot more comfortable expressing what I want.
Hmm.
And what do you want?
I would love to take you to bed tonight.
[♪ soul tune plays]
♪ The one I'm dreaming of ♪
[Alonso] But you don't have to decide now. You can tell me later.
I'll take it under consideration.
[♪ tune continues]
[chuckles]
- Have you ever been married? - No.
I was married to my work once, but not anymore.
♪ I am your man ♪
[Amanda] Sometimes I can't believe I'm almost 60.
It's far from over. There's still plenty of time to make new mistakes.
I've been thinking about your offer. I just have one question.
What's that?
[Amanda] Whose bed?
- ♪ Yeah ♪ - [Amanda moans]
♪ Come on, girl ♪
♪ Let me be your man ♪
♪ Keep it together, baby ♪
♪ They don't have to Understand ♪
♪ Our love ♪
Okay, I think... I just... I just missed a little spot in the back.
Can you lean her forward?
[Franklin grunts]
Okay.
- Oh! Oh, oh, oh! Shoot! - Hey. Franklin.
[grunts] Okay, sorry, sorry. We good. We good.
Okay. Okay. All right. So just... Now, hold on, hold on.
Okay.
Thirty minutes processing time and we are golden.
I'm not sure that's how that's gonna shake out, babe.
Plus, is it possible that we might be focusing on the wrong thing right now?
Well, she really hates gray hair.
What are we rooting for here?
Um...
I don't know.
You know you don't owe her anything, right? This woman's a monster.
Hey, she might be able to hear you.
I don't care. I'm not her friend. I'm your friend.
You don't owe this woman anything.
Nobody would blame you if you walked out of here
and wiped your hands of the whole mess.
- Okay, Franklin-- - Look, her mistakes are hers to own.
She's my mother!
I overstepped. I'm sorry.
[phone chimes]
[Franklin sighs] Crap.
Caught a body. I gotta go.
Are you okay? Do you want me to call Will?
I'm fine. I'm fine. Um...
I will call you when this is all resolved.
[buzzer sounds]
Mom.
You just put two people in the hospital.
I only had two drinks.
You blew a .14.
No.
You're going to prison for this.
Oh, kiddo, can't you pull some strings?
No, I can't. I'm a beat cop. They don't let us give pardons.
Oh, God.
[scoffs]
I thought you were clean.
I was. I...
[chuckles]
I just had a little slip. [chuckles]
I don't... I can't keep doing this.
I don't know why I should even try to help.
Because I'm your mother.
Were you my mother when you dropped me off at Stevie's house
when I was five years old and didn't come back for two days?
You wanna know the specifics of what went down?
I don't...
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes, you do.
I have no memory of what you're saying to me.
Wow. [inhales sharply]
[sighs] That must be nice.
I remember...
every day.
What do you want?
I just want you to say what you did.
I didn't ask for any of this.
Just say it.
I want you to say what you did.
Just say what you did. Just say what you did. Just say it.
Just say that you pimped me out.
Just say it. [sniffles]
- Just say it. - I only did the best I could!
And if you can't see that, that's your problem.
What do you think?
You think you're better than me in that uniform?
You look so stupid. [chuckles]
[Didi sniffles]
You think I don't know that you're an alcoholic?
You're probably drunk right now.
Sometimes, I think when God gave me you,
he was punishing me.
[whimpers]
I'm done.
Get one of your dealer boyfriends to bail you out.
Bye. Bye.
- [buzzer sounds] - [door opens]
- Bye. - [door closes, lock clicks]
Oh, he's fly fishing on the Snake River.
Sweet. I don't care. I have two dead bodies.
Now, we cannot hold people here forever. Get me those warrants.
That was great. Think you could call the VA for me?
If you want me to go room to room, just say the word.
I am a private citizen.
Okay. Hey, Napa Valley, what is this, your 12th drink of the day?
Listen, I'm on vacation. Don't be a pill.
The officers who are brazenly combing the property
have asked me to bring you this box of evidence from Garrett's office, RIP.
Oh. Is this a wig? It's not Garrett's color.
- [phone rings] - [Lance] What is it? What?
Lola, you told me you weren't due for another month.
What? It's Braxton-Hicks contractions.
That means you're hysterical.
Stop listening to your body and listen to me.
I'm sorry, one of my employees thinks that she's going into labor. Oh.
- Drama, drama, drama, drama. - [laptop chimes]
Hey, Rocky just sent me the backgrounds on Mars St. James' entourage.
Let's start with the brother, Alonso.
Hello, Randy Mandy.
Welcome back.
You're not Mandy from marketing, are you?
I'm Amanda Wagner, Deputy Director of the GBI.
Drop your weapon.
Alonso St. James, you're under arrest.
He's a jewel thief.
No, I was a jewel thief. I did my time.
- So those diamonds are stolen. - What diamonds? He has diamonds?
Those are my brother's. I have the receipts.
Girl, you look stunning. Did you have fun?
I'm sorry, he killed two people.
Can everybody please take a beat?
Now, we're gonna figure this thing out,
but first, I'd like to put on a pair of pants.
You stole a massive trove of Kashmir sapphires 20 years ago.
That doesn't mean I'm a murderer.
They were never recovered. Care to tell us where they ended up?
Can we just stick to the crimes currently under investigation?
Okay. He's not lying about the receipts.
Looks like Mars did buy these diamonds last night.
See? I told you so.
Come on, let me help you.
No, I'm retired now, but I know this world.
Most elite jewel thieves pride themselves on finishing a job unnoticed.
There is one thief that I have heard of who seems to sow chaos at every job.
People call her "The Falconess."
- The Falconess? - Sorry, who is that?
She's probably not on your radar.
Most of her jobs have been abroad.
I don't know her real name, but she is quick, efficient, audacious.
And dangerous as hell.
[can lid pops off]
Okay. Knowing the thief is potentially a woman does narrow it down.
If only this hotel had cameras.
There may not be cameras,
but I do know where I could get you some pretty comprehensive footage.
Hey, you want some?
No.
Oh, wow. Our friend is quite the prolific photographer.
She says she was at the fire pit at the time of the murder,
so hang on, I'll scroll there.
Just give me 30 days.
Huh. Lola's contractions are now coming every six minutes.
She is just so committed to having this baby today.
[Lance grunts]
Anyway, I think we need to get the ferry up and running again.
Okay. We'll... We'll get the ambulance here.
- Okay, let's get the ambulance here. - Ormewood. Ormewood.
Isn't that the diamond dealer?
But who is he with?
Zoom in.
It could be anyone.
Isn't that the red wig they found in Garrett's office?
Maybe Garrett found the wig, realized who the killer was,
and that's why she killed him.
Let's go see if anyone else saw her that night.
[sighs]
What was I thinking going back inside that apartment?
What else was I gonna do?
I mean, I had to tell her, right?
There you go again, making bad things worse.
[Betty whimpers]
Will, you've got to get a real therapist. Betty's not even a service dog.
I had a therapist. I hated them.
Try again.
I have a friend whose therapist really helped them.
I'm gonna text you her info. Don't ignore it.
Betty's free. [chuckles]
Yeah? Well, Betty also licks her own butt.
I don't care that you lick your own butt.
[rhythmic beeping]
Please wake up.
Everyone deserves another chance.
- [Lola] Oh... - You haven't seen her at all?
She's slender. She could have any hair color.
All right, thank you.
[Faith sighs]
Guys, everybody knows.
One of our guests overheard something and posted on Instagram about the murders.
Everybody wants off of this island. They're all getting on that ferry.
- Oh, they can't. - Oh, they can, and they will.
And then they will file a class action lawsuit against us
for trying to trap them on an island with a raving killer.
[dog barks, whines]
Ormewood, what are you doing?
Excuse me, ma'am.
Has that dog been trying to get in the fire pit?
Let me see that.
[whining]
- Yeah. - [sniffing]
Good boy. Good boy.
Here. Take him.
Faith, I think we found the birthday cake.
Oh, Good Lord. Put that away.
The killer must have burned it to get rid of the evidence.
Lola said she was burned from the fire pit.
She was the woman in the photo in the red wig. She isn't pregnant.
That's employment fraud.
[engine starts]
- Hey. - Hey, stop that ambulance!
- [siren blares] - Hey, stop!
- Wait! - Lola, stop! Get out of the vehicle.
[panting]
[gunshot]
[grunting]
[tires screech]
- Oh! Go! - [driver] Sorry.
- [Lola grunts] - [Faith shouts]
Stay down!
I got cover.
Got you, Falconess.
[rhythmic beeping]
Angie.
Hmm.
Angie, honey, wake up.
Hmm.
Mom.
Oh. [chuckles]
Oh, my God.
Let me call a nurse, okay?
Shh. Wait. [sniffs]
Let's just stay here a second.
I want to say something.
Okay.
I was a terrible mother, Angie.
Don't... Don't think about that now.
It's okay.
You're here.
We can make it different.
I did things I can't take back,
and then I pretended like I didn't remember
'cause facing what I had done was too painful.
[sighs]
You deserved so much better than what I gave you.
I'm so sorry.
And I know that doesn't change anything, but I need you to hear me say it.
And I need you to hear me say...
I'm proud of you.
Thanks, Mom.
[sobbing]
I didn't choose it, you know? Addiction.
It wasn't something I could fight.
And you know what?
[Angie] Hmm.
I gave that to you.
You're an addict too.
We're the same, Angie.
It's like thirst, isn't it?
[steady beep, faint]
That part of me will always live inside you.
It's just DNA.
- [steady beep] - [alarm blaring]
Uh...
Okay, Mom.
Hey, excuse me, please help. Help!
Okay.
No, Mom. Please.
Mom, please. Mom.
[crying]
[sighs]
Well, goodbye, Amanda Wagner, Deputy Director of the GBI.
I'll still call whenever jewels go missing.
[chuckles] Well, I hope so.
[clicks tongue]
[Amanda chuckles]
- Love him and let him leave. - [chuckles]
Just like you like it.
[sighs] Well, thanks for helping me with that.
How you feeling, by the way?
What do you mean? You talking about Tina Tumor up here?
Oh, you named her.
Okay, that's a good thing. Take the fear out of it.
It was either that or Justin Tumorlake.
Mmm. Tina's good. She was a Buddhist.
[chuckles]
No, thanks for bringing me along.
It was nice to take my mind off things. [sighs]
What are you doing tonight? It's 2-for-1 burritos at Jimmy's Bean Hut,
and there's an Ex-Wives marathon on TV.
You wanna join me?
- Sure. - All right. Let's do this.
- Turn it on. - [announcer speaks indistinctly]
[knocks on door]
I don't know where he got the gun. It's not ours.
We don't have a license for it.
I turned it in already.
Mrs. Sánchez, I'm--
Shut up. I'm talking.
Diego's out in the car.
I told him I was coming here to forgive you.
He can't see me angry like this anymore.
I need to set an example for him,
so I'm gonna tell him I came in here and forgave you.
But I hate you.
I need to grieve my dead son and raise my other son,
and that's my work.
And I don't know what you have to do.
But I forgive you.
I don't mean it, but I'm saying it, so maybe one day I will.
Um...
I'm sorry is... is not enough.
If there's anything, anything at all, Mrs. Sánchez, that I can...
Tell me about the end.
What?
You were with him when he died.
I want to know about my son's last moments.
[sighs]
My partner was trying to find help.
I was in the back seat with Marco, trying to stop the bleeding.
Was he scared?
Were you holding him?
Yes, I was holding him.
I held him as tight as I dared.
And, yes, he was scared.
But he was so brave.
So brave.
And he asked for you.
He wanted you to know he was sorry for cutting school.
He was in my arms, and, uh...
we were waiting and waiting
and he asked me if he was gonna be okay.
Please tell me you lied to him.
Yes, I did.
I held him and I told him he was going to be okay.
And I held him as he passed.
And for a long time after.
Thank you.
[door closes]
[sighs]
[person] You want something?
Double whiskey, neat.
To Didi.