"[ Lock disengages ]" "Hands in the air!" "Don't turn around!" "Okay." "Don't turn around!" "Get on the ground!" "[ Engine revs ]" "Hurry up!" "Give me your gun!" "[ Tires screech ] I said do it!" "Your 211 pager." "Now!" "Put it down!" "Get out of here!" "Go!" "[ Gun cocks ]" "The driver's calling it in!" "Turn it up!" "Come on!" "Let's hurry up!" "Go!" "Let's go." "[ Groans ]" "Come on!" "Come on!" "[ Tires squeal ]" "It's this little cabin in the hill country -- rustic, charming, very romantic." "Rustic as in no running water or...?" "Well, would that be a problem?" "Well, when you said, "Let's go away for the weekend"," "I was kind of hoping for the kind of place that leaves a mint on the pillow." "Ah." "Hey, Cho." "Hey." "We have three men robbing an armored truck." "They subdued the guard, unloaded the cash, got out in 60 seconds." "Land speed record." "Any witnesses?" "They gave us approximate heights and weights, but nothing groundbreaking." "Tactics match a team that's been knocking off payday loan shops around town." "But those were two-man jobs." "Well, it sounds like they made a new friend." "Yeah." "Bank manager says this is the biggest cash delivery of the year." "$600,000 in wrapped bricks." "Any tracking devices or dye packs?" "They add those after the cash is broken down." "Lucky robbers." "Luck is the planning you don't see." "What kind of planning?" "You think someone with the bank is involved." "Seems likely." "A score this big literally gift-wrapped?" "All right, we'll get surveillance up on the bank employees." "Well, that sounds like a hassle." "Let's just ask them." "Pull footage from the surveillance cameras in the area." "Good morning." "Can I have everyone's attention, please?" "Thank you." "Uh, quick question -- which one of you was the accomplice to the robbery this morning?" "Sorry." "Who are you?" "Patrick Jane, FBI." "You?" "Gil Clark." "I'm the branch manager." "Did you just accuse my people?" "Gil, I did." "Agent Cho will explain." "Hi." "How you doing?" "Nice to meet you." "Sorry to hear about the robbery." "So, what the hell is going on here?" "Just be patient, sir." "Sorry to hear about the robbery." "This " " I mean, this is outrageous." "No." "Not really." "Not yet." "And thank you." "Well, that was my pleasure." "Uh, let me tell you something about guilt." "It's physical -- increased perspiration, racing heart." "But when I just shook your hands, most of you were relatively calm and relaxed, which is incredible given the circumstances." "Except for, uh, you, Ken Fletcher, senior teller." "Your heart, my friend, is racing like a greyhound." "What is that supposed to mean?" "And your left hand keeps touching your pocket." "What do you got in there?" "Hmm?" "Empty it." "It " "Now." "Looks like a burner." "Phone you don't want to be traced." "Who gave this to you, sir?" "I-I-I don't know." "I mean, I-I " "Answer the question." "Who gave this to you, sir?" "I don't " " I-I-I just -- I-I " "Oh, no." "I think you killed him." "♪ The Mentalist 7x10 ♪ Nothing Gold Can Stay Original Air Date on February 4, 2015" "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man" "Fainting isn't evidence of anything." "I'm hypoglycemic." "I didn't have breakfast." "My blood sugar was in the basement." "So you got the burner phone because of your blood sugar?" "You doubled the cash order at the bank this week." "Was that the blood sugar talking?" "My client is not answering questions at this time." "I don't think Ken here, with his health issues, is really up for prison." "So let's improve his outlook." "Start with the robbers' names." "What robbers?" "I don't see any robbers." "Call me when you have somebody in custody." "[ Indistinct conversations ]" "[ Button clicks ]" "[ Elevator bell dings ]" "He's holding out." "He won't talk until we have the others." "Maybe we can track them down with his phone." "Yeah, try it." "Know what?" "You run this one." "Might as well." "You'll be in charge soon enough." "You sure?" "Yeah." "They're tired of hearing my voice anyway." "All right." "So, my friend has this League of Legends team, and they're playing a tournament in Houston on Saturday." "I crush League of Legends." "You want to go?" "That would be awesome." "I figure we could drive down and then maybe afterward we could stick around and have dinner." "Yeah." "Really?" "Sure." "Let's do it." "Cool." "Yeah." "I'll let him know." "Hey." "Have you guys seen Jane and Lisbon?" "Lisbon went to get the rest of the security video." "Jane just said he was running an errand." "Austin P.D. found the getaway car about a half-mile from the bank." "No prints." "Tell them to dust it again just to be sure." "Anything off the phone?" "Fletcher made about a dozen calls this week to another burner -- no way to tell who has that one." "All right." "He must have been calling the robbers." "They probably met in person at least once, right?" "That's a good point." "Can we use Fletcher's personal phone to track his movements?" "Definitely -- every location we visit is tracked and time-stamped on our phones." "I can use the cell tower hits to track his path." "How long will it take you?" "10 minutes." "All right." "Text the list of locations to me and Vega." "We'll canvass." "Let's go." "Okay." "[ Keyboard clacking ]" "Hey." "I hear you were getting locations for Cho." "Yeah, I just sent them." "Oh, good." "Can I ask you about something, outside of work?" "W-well, it's -- it's not totally outside of work." "You asked Vega out." "How did you know?" "Ah, this is not my first rodeo." "What's your question?" "I'm trying to find a restaurant." "And you want to know how expensive." "Well, I don't want to tip my hand." "I think you already tipped your hand." "Okay, but how do I impress her without coming on too strong?" "Keep it casual." "Not a hole in a wall, you know?" "Tablecloths, not necessarily white." "Okay." "And, Wylie?" "She already said yes." "That was the hard part." "Just try to have fun." "Oh, thanks." "[ Chuckles ]" "Wylie sent the list." "There are... 14 locations Fletcher visited." "We can cover those today." "They're all over the county." "We wearing jetpacks?" "We'll get it done." "If you say so." "You're definitely taking over the team?" "Yes." "Are you excited?" "I don't really think about it that way." "Isn't this something you've wanted your entire career?" "Yes." "So be excited about it." "I am." "Oh." "Good." "So, are there any changes you're going to make when you take over?" "Yeah." "A new rule." "Rookie agents are seen and not heard." "Good luck with that." "[ Engine turns over ]" "[ Keyboard clacking ]" "Hey." "Where have you been?" "For your pillow." "Oh." "Mints." "Thank you." "I also got us a reservation this weekend at the Alhambra." "Resortish style place, room service, high-thread-count sheets." "I think you're gonna like it." "You didn't have to do that." "No, I didn't, but I want to spend some time alone with you, and it should be at some place that you like." "Well, are you gonna like it?" "It doesn't sound very rustic." "Yeah, I'll find a tree." "Uh, this is the security footage." "Yeah, uh, could you, uh, replay it back from the beginning, uh, all at the same time?" "Sure." "Stop it." "That's the Alpha." "He's the one in charge." "That's what I thought, too." "He's the only one who touches the money." "Uh, you see that guy over there with the semi-automatic?" "Mm-hmm." "He's the new crew member." "Uh, none of the previous robbery victims reported heavy weaponry." "The big gun stands out." "Good eye." "You notice how the Alpha never turns his back on him and vice-versa?" "They don't trust each other." "The Alpha does turn his back on the driver." "What does that mean?" "Well, they're brothers, obviously." "Brothers?" "Well, the Alpha has a limp." "It looks like he has a lift in his left shoe." "That leg must be shorter." "And the driver has a very similar walk." "Different-size legs is a genetic anomaly." "Brothers." "I'll go tell Cho and Vega." "Did I say you could have one of those?" "[ Indistinct conversations ]" "Number 4, 10 to go." "Those jetpacks sound better and better." "Be with you in a minute." "FBI." "I'm Agent Cho." "This is Agent Vega." "Okay." "What's this about?" "Do you recognize this guy?" "He came in for breakfast on Sunday." "If you say so." "We get a lot of people in here on the weekends." "Cho:" "Is there something wrong?" "[ Sighs ] I'm busy." "I have customers." "Cho." "Lisbon's text said two of the robbers had trouble with their left leg." "Mm-hmm." "See that table back there?" "Look at the boot on that guy's left foot." "This is Cho." "I need backup at 5219 Burnett Road." "Possible robbery suspects inside." "[ Indistinct conversations ]" "Hey, guys." "Is there a problem?" "No problem." "I just want to talk." "Why don't we go outside?" "Let's get out of here." "Let me see your hands." "Don't move." "Stay calm, everybody." "don't panic." "And where's the third guy?" "What third guy?" "I got this one!" "Go!" "[ Gunshots ]" "[ Gunshots continue ]" "[ Sobbing ]" "Drop the gun!" "Down on the ground!" "Do it now!" "[ Gunshots ]" "Aah!" "Tommy!" "No!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "[ Engine turns over ]" "[ Gasps ]" "Clear out." "Get out of the way." "Call 911." "Tell them officer down." "[ Weakly ] I need to find my phone." "Come here." "Come here." "Come here." "I need to call it in, Cho." "No, no, no." "They're coming." "They're coming." "Okay, good." "Keep breathing, keep breathing." "Stay with me, okay?" "Good." "Good." "All right, I just need you to calm down." "Good." "All right." "Now, this is gonna hurt, all right?" "Aah!" "I know." "I know." "I know." "You're okay." "You're okay." "Keep breathing." "Good, good, good." "Keep breathing." "Where are they?" "Now, they're on their way." "They're on their way, okay?" "It hurts. [ Whimpers ] I know." "I know." "I know." "Just keep breathing." "Did I mess up?" "No." "No, you did good, okay?" "You did good." "Yeah, yeah." "I did?" "All right, now just keep breathing for me." "Okay?" "Keep breathing." "Good." "In, out." "Okay, you're doing good." "[ Siren walls in distance ]" "Hey." "Hey, look at me, Michelle." "Michelle." "Hey." "Just keep breathing." "[ Gasping ]" "Good." "Keep breathing." "[ Echoing ] Hey." "Michelle, look at me." "Look at me, Michelle." "[ Siren continues ]" "[ telephone ringing ]" "Excuse me." "Is this where Agent Vega worked?" "Sorry?" "I'm Detective Brian Portis, Austin homicide." "I've been assigned to Agent Vega's case." "She work here?" "Yes." "I'm very sorry for your loss." "Which was her desk?" "I'm gonna have to ask that nobody touch that till I've had a chance to go through it." "We know." "You know where I can find Agent Abbott?" "His office is right around there." "Okay." "Thanks." "[ Elevator bell dings ]" "I'm sorry about this." "Just a B.S. regulation." "You're not allowed to investigate the death of your own guy." "Yeah, I get it." "We lost a man last year." "Sheriff's department took over." "It's hard." "You want to be the one to catch the bastards." "Point is, I know what this is like." "Want you to know I'm here to work with you." "Okay." "The diner hostess opened right up." "The crew were regulars." "We worked the video surveillance and I.D.'d the suspects." "Aaron Brunell." "Goes by "Ace."" "seems to be the brains of the operation, such as they are." "Tommy Brunell, younger brother." "He's the one got shot." "Steve Sellers." "Long sheet, lot of violent felonies." "He's the one that shot your agent." "Apologies, but I have to ask this." "Did Vega do anything unusual this morning?" "Anything different about her?" "I don't know." "I didn't talk to her." "Not even a "good morning."" "it's okay." "I'll take that for a "no"." "Look, you need to understand something." "You can have the collar." "Your department can take the credit." "I don't give a damn about that." "But this case is ours." "And these men, they belong to us." "Yeah, I get it." "Good." "I'm gonna need to talk to the agent that was with her." "Okay." "[ Door opens ]" "You're Cho, right?" "Portis, Austin P.D." "If you want to take some time to clean up, that's fine." "I'm okay." "Seriously, I can wait." "[ Clears throat ]" "All right." "Detective Portis interviewing FBI special Agent Kimball Cho regarding the homicide of Michelle Vega." "Can you walk me through the events that led up to the shooting?" "Vega and I went out canvassing a little after 10:00." "We were checking locations where we believed the three suspects had met up with a co-conspirator." "We'd checked four locations when we arrived at the diner." "I identified myself to the hostess." "It was at this point that Vega spotted two of our suspects." "She brought this to my attention." "Hey." "How did it go with Portis?" "Fine." "Seems okay." "Okay." "Look, you know I have to make the call." "Vega's file says that her next-of-kin is an aunt in Tampa." "Did she ever mention anyone else?" "It's her father's sister." "She's the only living relative as far as I know." "Okay." "All right, well, I thought I'd just check." "I'll make the call." "You don't have to." "Yeah, I do." "I was there." "I should do it." "[ Breathes deeply ]" "Use my office." "Her number's on the computer." "[ Clears throat ]" "[ Sniffles ]" "Ms. Vega?" "This is Kimball Cho." "I'm with the FBI in Austin." "Yes, uh, it's about Michelle." "Is there any more coffee?" "Uh, actually, I think we're out." "I'll " " I'll make some more tea." "No." "No, that's okay." "I'm fine." "You don't believe in the afterlife at all, do you?" "No." "I do." "Do you think that's foolish?" "No, of course not." "I just need to believe that she's someplace." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Austin P.D. might have caught something." "[ Keyboard clacking ]" "A few minutes ago, a gas station attendant spotted three men in a minivan matching our description." "They were trying to buy bandages, probably for their wounded guy." "They didn't find what they needed, so they bolted." "Where?" "Windsor Park." "Ah." "Couple minutes head start from the gas station." "They couldn't have gotten more than a mile or so." "We'll have officers canvassing the whole area." "And a K-9 unit." "And a couple birds in the air." "We might want to institute a shelter-in-place order." "Uh, maybe we should all just take a breath." "We got these guys contained." "We can find them right now." "Well, or they'll see the cops running around and the helicopters flying, and they'll go into hiding." "No, when you're hunting a wounded animal, you don't just start chasing it immediately." "You'll drive it to ground." "What's the alternative?" "Well, no dragnet, no helicopters." "We make them feel safe." "Or they'll flee and then we'll lose them." "Well, they're not thinking about fleeing." "They have more basic needs." "They were trying to find medical supplies for their wounded man." "They can't go to the hospital." "We could put our people outside local drugstores, let them come to us." "[ Sighs ]" "I said I'd work with you." "What do you want?" "I say we go with Jane's idea." "All right." "How many drugstores are inside that radius?" "Wylie:" "A dozen." "We're gonna need some more bodies." "All right." "We'll take it." "You stay back and monitor the radio." "Sure." "It's Caldwell." "I'm at location 1." "This is Cho, location 2." "Lisbon:" "Lisbon, location 7." "Abbott:" "Abbott, location 10." "Swafford:" "Swafford, location 4." "Millovich:" "Millovich, location 5." "Abbott, location 10." "I have one of them." "He just entered a drugstore -- 1145 Terrapin." "Everybody move in." "We need eyes on all of them." "And keep it quiet." "No sirens, no lights." "[ Engine turns over ]" "[ Tires squeal ]" "Just left the drugstore, headed south on Terrapin." "[ Siren wailing ]" "Turn the sirens off!" "[ Gasps ]" "He knows we're here." "[ Guns cock ] Brunell, drop the gun!" "Let the woman go!" "Go to hell!" "[ Gunshots ]" "[ Tires screech ] Go!" "[ Gasps ]" "Get in!" "Get in!" "[ Tires squealing ]" "Suspects are traveling in a gold minivan with Texas license plates." "They have a hostage." "Maintain pursuit." "Do not " " I repeat, do not -- engage." "[ Sirens wailing ]" "[ Police radio chatter ]" "[ Indistinct conversations ]" "They're inside?" "Yeah." "The uniforms couldn't stop them." "Drove right into the garage." "The house belongs to Susan Cofield." "Early 70s, diabetic." "We don't know if they're allowing her access to her medications." "She lives with her nephew, Phil." "He's in there, too." "Has anyone spoken to them?" "Portis just did, but we don't know what they said." "He had to go talk to his superiors first." "[ Wincing ]" "We -- we have money, jewelry." "We -- [ gun cocks ] [ Groans ]" "Shut up." "It's gonna be okay, buddy." "Okay?" "Breathe, breathe." "Hey." "[ Inhales sharply, wincing ]" "Aah, sorry." "Hey, hey, look at me." "Look at me." "I need you to breathe." "Okay?" "It's gonna be okay." "[ Gasping ]" "Okay." "What are they asking for?" "Food, a doctor for the wounded guy, a helicopter, and a pilot." "They really are just making it up as they're going along, aren't they?" "Normally we should establish trust, try to humanize the hostages, but I don't know if that's gonna work." "I don't think these guys have much compassion." "Well, I wouldn't say that." "It's a question of who they have compassion for." "These guys killed Vega." "Sellers did, not Ace." "They're in there because he was trying to get medicine for his brother." "That's compassion." "Should we send Tommy a doctor?" "Trade that for releasing one of the hostages?" "Well, I was gonna say the opposite." "Ace is desperate." "I-if we help him, then we lose our best leverage." "Our best bet is to just let Tommy suffer." "Sellers is in this for the money." "I mean, he'd probably just as well let Tommy die." "Well, that's even better." "We drive a wedge between them." "Divide and conquer." "Okay." "Let's try it." "Is there anything we can give them?" "Try anything, she dies." "I won't." "Here." "What about a doctor?" "My brother's hurt real bad." "Yeah, you can have a doctor." "When?" "As soon as you surrender." "Eric: ..." "Altercation with two Austin FBI agents at the Tastee pancake house." "Shots were fired." "One of the FBI agents was hit." "What were you talking to the cops about?" "She was pronounced dead at the hospital." "Nothing." "At this point, all three of these armed men are holed up..." "We said no secrets." "I asked if we can get a doctor." "[ Laughs ] They're not gonna give you that unless you give something up, like one of them, and there is no way in hell I'm doing that." "He is dying." "Yeah, and it's not my fault the dude got himself shot." "...as soon as we have anything more." "I'm not going back to jail to save his sorry ass." "We agreed that we were gonna get some help." "Yeah, and that's before we had a million cops on our ass." "Well, looks like it's working." "You wanted division, you got it." "Well, it's a good start, but we need to stir the pot." "Can you hear a television on in there?" "Sounds like the local news." "Probably watching their own coverage." "Excellent." "[ TV chatter ]" "Can I talk to you?" "I got a look inside." "I think if we went in, we could take them out." "There's three armed men in there." "Things could get ugly." "What about the hostages?" "I think we can keep them out of it." "And if we don't do something soon, they could get hurt, or worse." "Jane says he has a plan." "No." "He's improvising." "Now, I've followed Jane down a lot of paths, but I'm not sure he's right this time." "You want to go in and take these guys out?" "Is that about..." "payback for Vega?" "Maybe." "What if it is?" "[ Sighs ]" "[ Police radio chatter ]" "Let's let Jane's plan play out for a little bit." "In the meantime, talk to S.W.A.T." "Let them know we might want to go in." "Interesting." "Which of the hostage takers are you negotiating with?" "Sorry." "Can't say." "Can I at least quote you by name, Mr. Jane?" "No, uh, a well-placed source." "That works." "George:" "Let's go now to our reporter, Elizabeth Kerrigan, who is on the scene." "Elizabeth, what are you hearing?" "Kerrigan:" "Thanks, George." "Officially, no deal has been made, but a well-placed source tells me one hostage taker has started back-channel negotiations for surrender." "What the hell?" "Unfortunately, this source couldn't elaborate..." "You talking to the pigs behind my back?" "[ Gasping ] Quiet!" "I don't know what that bitch is talking about." "Trying to cut your own deal, sell me out?" "No." "Please let us go." "Please." "[ Groans, spits ]" "You got something to say?" "Huh?" "[ Groans ] Please!" "Sit down." "[ Whimpers ]" "That's what I thought." "[ Sobs ]" "[ Police radio chatter ]" "All right, four teams will cover the perimeter of the house." "Alpha team will make initial entry." "What are you doing?" "The situation is escalating." "One of the hostages was attacked." "We think he's okay, but that may not last." "We're afraid that someone is gonna get seriously hurt, Jane." "Just give me a little more time." "I'm sorry, Jane." "We tried." "We move in five." "All right." "Don't go with them." "We know what we're doing." "Look, you don't have to." "Yes, I do." "Abbott and Cho, they don't want to make an arrest." "They want to kill these guys." "Other people might get hurt." "It is not gonna go down like that." "We'll be all right." "Y-you don't know that." "Lisbon." "I have to go." "All right, you two sweep left, you two stay center." "Lisbon, you're with me." "What the hell's your guy doing?" "Who?" "Jane!" "Lisbon:" "Hey!" "Abbott:" "Jane!" "Hey, Jane!" "Don't go in there!" "Jane!" "Get back over here!" "I'm not armed." "Who are you?" "I can help you and your brother." "How?" "You have to release a hostage first." "Forget it." "I-I-I'm FBI." "Take me instead." "What the hell is he doing?" "More valuable, better leverage." "What's stopping me from keeping all three of you?" "There's too many people to watch." "Come on." "It's a good deal." "Sellers!" "Bring the crier." "Keep your hands up." "Oh, yeah." "Don't be stupid." "What is it now?" "This guy wants to trade for that one." "Yeah, whatever." "Okay." "Okay." "[ Police radio chatter ]" "I don't understand." "We were about to go in." "I am just as angry as you are, but he's already in there." "We might as well give him some time." "Time to do what?" "He's trying to drive a wedge between these two guys, make them turn on each other." "Look, if anybody can do that, Jane can." "[ Siren walls in distance ]" "Okay." "Let's take a pause for a bit." "Half-hour." "All right." "Honestly, I just -- all of a sudden, it was all of the S.W.A.T. vans that came out of nowhere, and -- and this is such a-a quiet neighborhood." "You know, we just -- none of us were expecting this." "He's clear." "[ TV chatter ]" "You stay there." "We need to get in touch with the cops, get them to move on that chopper." "How the hell we supposed to do that?" "I don't know." "Hey!" "You do not move unless I tell you to move." "I just need to make sure she's okay." "She's okay." "You see that bracelet?" "She's diabetic." "She could go into shock." "Okay." "Okay." "Thank you." "How you feeling?" "Scared, but okay basically." "You -- you sure?" "You look a little flush." "Feeling, uh, any numbness?" "I-I'm not sure." "How about your feet?" "Y-you feeling numbness in your feet?" "Maybe a little." "[ Sighs ] That's what I thought." "I'm worried you're gonna start experiencing loss of vision." "Your -- your breath is getting shorter." "Oh -- oh, God." "It's okay." "[ Breathing heavily ]" "Oh." "Oh, God." "Stay calm." "Oh, my God." "You got some trouble here." "She's about to go into a diabetic coma." "Look, it's not my problem." "Don't be stupid." "They have microphones in here." "They -- they have what?" "Where?" "Everywhere." "They can hear every word we're saying." "If they think she's in danger... they're gonna come right in." "Damn it, I knew it!" "Calm down, okay?" "[ Wheezing ]" "Okay, j-j-just hold on a second here." "Okay." "Look, here's what we're gonna do." "You're gonna watch him, and I'm gonna take her out the side gate." "Come on." "Let's go." "[ Gasping ]" "Just calm down." "I'm gonna take you out of here." "Son of a..." "[ Door opens, closes ]" "[ Sighs ]" "Such a shame." "All this trouble for $800,000." "[ Inhales sharply ]" "What do you mean, $800,000?" "That's how much was taken." "We got the official count just a little while ago." "It's $600,000!" "You don't know nothing!" "This is not my business." "Yeah, you're damn straight!" "You got an official count?" "I don't want to take sides, but there was 800 grand on that truck." "You guys took it all." "That's his plan -- the money." "That's a wedge." "You're full of it." "Doesn't sound like Sellers believes him." "Then let's give him a reason to believe." "Eric:" "And we hear Elizabeth Kerrigan has some additional details about this morning's armored-truck robbery." "Elizabeth?" "Indeed, Eric." "Hey, turn that up." "[ TV chatter ]" "[ Volume increases ] We've learned it was just over $800,000 stolen from the Gibbs Security truck this morning." "That official count from the bank makes this one of the biggest robberies in recent history." "[ TV turns off ]" "These people need to get their facts straight." "What?" "Nothing." "I'm going to take a whiz." "Well, make it quick." "Did he say something to you when I was outside?" "No, n-not -- not much." "He just kept going on about how he didn't want to die in prison." "Son of a bitch." "Come here." "Get away from the money!" "I always knew you were gonna stab me in the back." "Me?" "You're the one who screwed me." "Where did you stash it?" "What stash?" "[ Gun cocks ] The extra 200 grand." "You better tell me where it is." "Screw you!" "[ Civil Twilight's "Letters From The Sky" plays ]" "♪ One of these days, the sky's gonna break ♪" "♪ and everything will escape ♪" "♪ and I'll know ♪" "♪ one of these days ♪" "♪ the mountains are gonna fall into the sea ♪" "♪ and they'll know ♪" "♪ that you and I were made for this ♪" "♪ I was made to taste your kiss ♪" "♪ we were made to never fall ♪" "♪ away ♪" "♪ never fall away ♪" "♪ ooh, ooh ♪" "♪ one of these days, letters are gonna fall from the sky ♪" "♪ telling us all to go free ♪" "♪ but until that day, I'll find a way ♪" "♪ to let everybody know that you're coming back ♪" "♪ mm, you're coming back for me ♪" "♪ 'cause even though you left me here ♪" "♪ I have nothing left to fear ♪" "♪ these are only walls that hold me ♪" "♪ here ♪" "♪ hold me here ♪" "♪ oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪" "♪ hold me here ♪" "♪ oh, oh, oh, oh ♪" "♪ hold me here ♪" "♪ only walls that hold me here ♪" "♪ one day soon ♪" "♪ I'll hold you like the sun ♪" "♪ holds the moon ♪" "♪ and we will hear those planes ♪" "♪ overhead ♪" "♪ and we won't have to be scared ♪" "♪ coming back ♪" "How you doing?" "[ Sighs ]" "Places like this must be hard for you." "Anyway, I don't feel like going this weekend." "It just doesn't seem right." "Is that okay?" "Yeah." "I can't do this anymore." "What do you mean?" "I can't watch you do this work." "I mean, it -- it..." "It could have been you in that coffin." "And I don't..." "[ Sighs ]" "I can't go through that again." "Jane." "You're the one that walked in that house." "Yes, so that you wouldn't." "You could have died." "How is that different?" "Me dying, it's -- it's..." "It doesn't hurt me." "You can't keep pulling me from the path of oncoming trains." "Yeah?" "Why not?" "Because there's always new trains coming every day." "[ Breathes deeply ]" "[ Voice breaking ] I'm leaving." "Now, you can come with me, or you can stay here, but..." "I have to go." "[ Voice breaking ] Where you going?" "Someplace nice." "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man"