NARRATOR: Previously on The Mob Doctor:
RO: Recognize your new patient? Witness protection for a year.
I never agreed to kill somebody. Yes, you did.
You came to me begging for your brother's life.
You knew Moretti's reputation. He would have killed you.
Hey!
What have you gotten yourself into? It wasn't Grace, Ma.
It was me. Nate.
No. I screwed up. MORETTI: Let me deal with her.
Watch that temper. Nobody's scared of you any--
[GUNSHOT]
CONSTANTINE: You've always been like family to me.
But your debt to Moretti, that would now belong to me.
DANIELLA: Who wants Kool-Aid? GIRLS: Me.
GRACE: I remember the first time my mother lied to me.
When my father didn't show up for my sixth birthday party.
She told me he had to work, but that wasn't the truth.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[♪♪♪]
GIRLS: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪♪
GRACE: You think you can trust the people closest to you.
But you can't, not always.
And sometimes the only way to protect someone you love
is with a lie.
Don't like the eggs? No, I like them fine.
I'm just not that hungry.
You've been acting weird all week, both of you.
Remember, home by 7.
Grace's boyfriend is coming over for dinner.
I'm making duck. You don't make duck.
DANIELLA: I do when you bring home a doctor.
Have you heard anything from Moretti?
No, okay? For the 10th time, no.
It doesn't add up. He comes after us then disappears.
I think you should stop looking for trouble and forget about Moretti.
I'm looking over my shoulder. I don't like it.
What's this? Community college.
Registration's today. Thought you might be interested.
Are you kidding me? Forget it. Hey.
You think you're trying to protect me. I don't like being kept in the dark.
I gotta get to work.
Bye, Ma.
[♪♪♪]
Fifteen years in Stateville. Man, that went by fast.
Ah, it was all gumdrops and teddy bears.
You know Stavos. Yeah, it's your lawyer.
Where's your brother?
Where we going? Make a left.
Hey, Connie, you old bastard.
[DONTE CHUCKLES]
[♪♪♪]
Jeez, Donte, you don't look too good.
Screw you. This is my wife, Gemma.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to have company. First time in months.
Ever since I popped those Filipinos
the C.P.D.'s been all over me like freckles on an Irish ass.
Six months we've been hiding here
while my brother lives it up at the lake house.
Only one of us is on the wanted list. That's a good thing.
Yeah, saw you.
Honey, make us some coffee, will you?
I hear you wanna take over Moretti's deal with us.
Yeah, that's right.
Why the hell would we change horses midstream?
Because your horse got scratched. Franco, Moretti was your boss.
What the hell happened to him? MIA. Constantine gave me a shot.
Your first shipment of video-poker machines is coming in next week.
So what if it is?
You're gonna need somebody to distribute, maintain them, collect.
I'm your guy.
[COUGHING]
If we come to an agreement, you get the same as Moretti:
10 percent ﬂat.
We're better connected. We want 15.
What you want is a way back in. This is your play.
We're already back in.
We wouldn't be here wasting your time.
Hey. Gemma, bring some water.
You all right?
[♪♪♪]
DAVE: Ninety-two-year-old from Shady Grove.
Dementia, nonresponsive with a DNR.
Fell off his bed. His PMD wants a trauma consult.
Okay, ready to move in three, two, one.
Let's get him on a pulse ox and a monitor.
If he's DNR, why the workup?
Looks bad to the home when residents crump.
Any family?
Hey, Grace. No. File from the home.
Edgar O'Donnell has no relatives in state.
Hm. Too bad.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
Direct admit to med-surg and try to keep him comfortable.
LANA: Yes, doctor. Good morning.
Not if you're Edgar O'Donnell. That is true.
So I hope you like duck.
I told your mom that it's my favorite.
Wait a second, she called you? Like, directly?
Women find me accessible, Grace. WOMAN: Help. I need a doctor.
Help me.
[♪♪♪]
Uh, we need a gurney. MAN: All right.
GRACE: Can I get this dress off her?
BRETT: What are her Vitals, please? BP's 230/150.
Start a Nipride drip. What have you got?
Presented at the doors.
Collapsed in V-tach. We shocked her back.
External trauma? No. Profuse epistaxis, but it stopped.
Bleeding and syncope is a tier-one trauma. She's all yours.
Blood traumas, EKG, chest, U-tox and a Ba.
Since we could be looking at aortic dissection...
I'll slay close. Good. Keep me posted.
BP's dropping, 150/100.
BRETT: Let's roll her to CT.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
Go ahead, take it. I got her.
[♪♪♪]
Get in, Grace. I've get rounds.
If it wasn't important, he wouldn't have sent me.
I can push for an hour, but that's it. That's fine. Let's go.
[♪♪♪]
[MOUTHS] Go.
Your Babinski's okay. My wife could've told you that.
You sure she can be trusted?
Don't worry about her. We got an understanding.
You got a good strong pulse. Why, thank you, doctor.
Figure out whats wrong? He's dizzy and his reflexes are slow.
Had to give him a physical to tell us that?
How long you been feeling this way? A couple of weeks.
You drink? Only when I'm awake.
Smoke? In between drinks.
Sexual activity? Tremendous.
It's true, even when he feels like crap.
Not much else to do here.
Come on, Constantine, what's with all these questions?
Want her to leave? She's got better places to be.
You got any family history of heart attack, stroke, cancer?
We don't live long enough to find out.
Now, whats wrong with my brother?
Anything from a virus to a brain tumor.
I won't really know anything until you come to a hospital.
Grace.
Donte, he, uh, can't be seen in public right now.
[♪♪♪]
Okay.
Then I will need to get a urine sample from you.
Go ahead, fill her up.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any more glamorous, right?
[CHUCKLES]
I haven't had a mani-pedi in months.
Yeah, me neither.
So how'd it go?
When those Filipino bar owners were killed, that guy was all over the news.
I'm now holding his urine.
Ah, come on. He's a guy, like anybody else.
[CHUCKLES]
What's going on with you, Franco? What do you mean?
Moretti was killed. You're working for the guy that shot him.
I adapt, and so do you. You know why I'm here.
You got other options.
How about this? After your shift, I'll pick you up.
We'll grab some dinner at the Lazy Ox and we'll talk about my options.
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief.
I've already got plans. All fight.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[♪♪♪]
MAN: Next.
Hi. Copy of your GED or diploma.
Um, I didn't bring it.
So, what are your long-term educational goals?
Educational goals?
Some look to improve their averages before applying to universities.
Others are looking for associate degrees.
I'm just here to register.
Have you made your course selection?
Actually, I changed my mind.
[♪♪♪]
Mr. Charles?
I'm Dr. Robinson, the surgeon assigned to your fiancée.
Surgeon? God.
We're ﬂying to figure out what happened.
Two hours ago I was at St. Benedict's waiting for Megan.
Just a small ceremony. She didn't show.
I went to check on her. She was gone. I'm her sister.
Well, she should be waking up soon. I'd like to see her.
Hey. Talk to me about urine.
Stay away from asparagus.
Are the results back yet? Should be.
This one of those times I'm not to ask what's going on?
Did the plastic bottle give that away?
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
Oh, not good.
PH is way low. How low?
Renal-failure low. You gotta get the patient in here now.
Okay, that's not so easy. Um...
Brett's patient, the elderly DNR. Came in a few hours ago.
He has tests lined up.
Edgar O'Donnell, Room 408, in the annex.
Is he awake?
No, and the priest just administered.
It's a matter of minutes. Why?
[♪♪♪]
When he goes, don't let anyone pronounce, okay?
Okay.
[LINE RINGS]
Franco, it's Grace.
I heard my cue to start walking down the aisle. Um--
I cinched my dress, put on my heels, and then this wave hit me.
A wave? Like, um, an overwhelming rush
an urge to just get out of there and run.
I raced outside, down the street. My chest was tight.
My heart was in my ears.
And then I saw the blood and came to the hospital.
Hi.
So your EKG and chest x-rays are normal.
What you experienced is respiratory alkalosis.
What's that mean?
You were breathing hard, exhaled too much carbon dioxide
and changed the acid balance in your blood.
It's a symptom associated with severe panic aﬂaclcs.
Oh, God.
You panicked at the thought of marrying me?
I-- I don't know.
Ben, I love you. I do. You ran away from me.
[♪♪♪]
Um...
I guess I did.
I'm so sorry.
Um, I gotta go.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Devlin, report to concourse-level hallway.
Dr. Devlin, concourse hallway. I'm sorry. I have to go.
Yeah. Excuse me.
So, uh, what happens now?
We're wailing on your cardiac enzymes.
And if those come back normal, you could be home in a few hours.
GRACE: Nate. You had me paged?
City college is a joke. Okay.
I'm 26, all right? I missed my shot.
A lot of kids goof off after-- I didn't goof off.
You're not letting me finish. You think you know what's best.
Okay, wait. What's really going on, Nate?
You never listen. I'm listening to you right now.
I appreciate everything you've done. But I don't need two moms, all right?
You lie around feeling sorry for yourself.
Bull. You don't wanna work? Fine.
You don't wanna go to school? Fine.
But don't you ever come to my work to blow off steam.
I got patients to see.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
Put those on.
We're trusting you, Grace.
What the hell?
[♪♪♪]
Wait here.
Hey. Mr. O'Donnell is dead.
Oh, I am sorry for him. Um-
You didn't let anyone pronounce yet, right?
You told me not to.
Okay. Can we keep everybody out of this room?
Mr. O'Donnell is now my patient.
I'm gonna draw some blood and take him to Imaging.
You're piggybacking on the dead patients workup?
I hope he'd understand. Wait, wait, wait. I don't like it.
I mean, I trust you, okay? But this is messed up, Grace.
Look, I wouldn't do this if I didn't have to.
[MUMBLES]
All right, Donte, you are now Mr. Edgar O'Donnell.
O'Donnell? Look at that. You're Irish.
I could go to jail and lose my license.
I'm sorry. Hey. What about the stiff?
He's gonna stay in bed. Gonna close the curtain.
And I'll come back to get you as soon as the MRI room is clear.
Put it on.
[COUGHING]
I ain't having that body in here. What do you want me to do about it?
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ Hard times in the bombast Get the backlash, too fast ♪♪
This ordnance to allow video poker within city limits is a sham.
Everybody knows it.
It's nothing more than a license for organized crime to print money.
It perpetuates stereotypes this city has been trying to shake
since the days of AI Capone. Somebody bought a dictionary.
Give us a couple seconds, fellas.
Sit down.
MAN: How you doing, Franco?
How's everything going? It's good.
Donte's getting all sorts of tests. Grace is holding up fine.
Me, I feel like I should be getting hazard pay.
You serious? I'm just saying.
Let me explain something to you, Pagliacci.
We're working on a multimillion-dollar deal here.
So put some ice in your shorts and shut up.
BRETT: How you doing? You tell me.
Am I going home? Uh, not quite yet.
Your troponin levels came back elevated
which suggests possible heart-muscle damage.
From a panic attack? We're not exactly sure.
That's why I need to do an echocardiogram.
With this probe, I can see your heart from all different angles.
This might be a little cold.
I couldn't wait to get married.
And now I find out I was so stressed
I bled from my eyes to avoid walking down the aisle.
Sometimes our bodies tell us the truth, and sometimes they disguise it.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
This feels so cool and relaxed. That's the Ativan kicking in.
Ativan.
Only time I felt this good in the last few months
is when Gemma and I were in the sack.
You know what I'm saying?
I get the picture.
Okay. now try to stay still.
You're a good doctor, Grace.
You got a nice ass too.
No disrespect.
Hey, none taken. No question about it.
You got your looks from your ma's side of the family.
Oh?
You ain't get it from your scrawny dad, that's for damn sure.
He married up. We all told him so.
You knew my father? Sure.
[♪♪♪]
We used to play the ponies at Arlington before he got clipped.
Know who did it?
Do I know who killed your father?
Yeah.
Why do you ask me?
Who should I ask?
Constantine.
You want answers,
ask him.
There's no effusion, no valve dysfunction.
Wall motion's good. Is that good news?
BRETT: Yeah, very good.
But I do see a shadow on the posterior aspect of the kidney.
What it? I'm not exactly sure.
I just need to get a better angle.
Aah! Aah! Aah! Are you okay?
[BRETT GRUNTS]
MACHINES BEEPING]
Megan! Megan!
A little more. Okay.
BRETT: Megan, stop. MAN: Hey, hey.
BRETT: Megan.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Davidson to NICU.
BRETT: Grace!
[WHIMPERING]
[♪♪♪]
It's okay. It's okay.
[♪♪♪]
It's an adrenal growth called a pheochromocytoma.
More commonly called a pheo.
Right there, surrounding the right kidney.
Wait, but her fiancé said that she had a panic attack.
The symptoms are the same,
but during our examination, we found this growth.
When I pushed it, it released a ﬂood of adrenaline
which caused her to liberally Hulk out.
The pheo basically explains her behavior at the church.
Pressure from the corset of her dress would have triggered the response.
Normally, we'd put Megan on alpha- and beta-blockers
and have a urologist ablate the pheo.
But her CT scans also reveal a perinephric hematoma.
The tumor is causing bleeding around the kidney.
She's unconscious, and as her relative, we need your consent
to remove the tumor and blood around the kidney.
Of course. Whatever you need to do. Mm-hm.
Um, excuse me. Yeah.
What's wrong? Flanigan asked me
for your dead patient's chart.
On, my God.
[♪♪♪]
Hey. Dr. Flanigan. Can I help you?
You can tell me why you're running so many tests on a 92-year-old man.
MRls, blood gases?
I know. Um...
Just working him up per his PMD. How come you're checking up on me?
Is there something I should know, Grace?
Mm, no- Okay, that's it.
You're overempathizing with a 92-year-old DNR.
I'm gonna write you up. I'll be managing his care.
I don't think so. Excuse me?
That patient is my grandfather, and I love him.
You got a problem with Dr. D, you got a problem with me.
Not to mention, I know a good lawyer. You understand me?
I'm glad that you're pleased with his care.
Okay. Keep me posted.
[♪♪♪]
I'm out of here.
Okay, you leave, you could die. I heard that doctor through the door.
If I'm busted, I'm back in a 6-by-6 the rest of my life.
All right, well, I just would like to do a few more tests.
Where's Mr. O'Donnell?
You've got my scans, my blood.
Figure out what's the matter, give me a call. Get the mask. We're going.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
Okay, I'm heading to surgery.
There's a shift change in 10 minutes. Would you take the service elevator?
And put the body back.
WHITE: Grace. You're here.
Sorry, Dr. White. I was checking out a patient.
WHITE: Retract medially. GRACE: There you go.
WHITE: You may wanna hurry it up
so you're not late for dinner, Dr. Robinson.
Mrs. Devlin called me directly to check on your surgery schedule.
GRACE: Here you go.
WHITE: Subcapsular hematoma, under pressure, which causes...?
BRETT: Decreased blood flow to the kidneys, triggering excess renin secretion,
which produces hypertension.
GRACE: There you go.
WHITE: She's cooking a duck, and apparently, timing is important.
Incise there. BRETT: Ten blade.
That kidneys gonna feel a lot better. Mm-hm.
WHITE: Suction. NURSE: Suction.
That was the first time I dissected a fungating mass
around a renal artery.
Yeah.
It was like a Nissan fundoplication times a thousand.
You wanna just take one car?
Um... We have time.
We could shop by my place.
I, uh-- I would love to, but I have to run an errand.
Okay.
See you at dinner? Yeah. Thank you.
[♪♪♪]
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
Hey, it's me.
What are you doing here?
Donte Amato said that you know something.
Something? Something about what?
About my father's murder.
He said that?
What do you know?
Haven't I always been there for you and your family, Grace?
Doesn't answer my question. I think it does.
It tells me you're hiding something. What do you wanna know? Huh?
Spit it out. What do you wanna know?
Did you kill him?
Did you kill my dad?
I swear to you on my life, on your mother's life,
I did not kill your father.
FRANCO: Constantine. Out here.
Titus just called. Donte's passed out. All right, let's go. Come on.
[♪♪♪]
He can't get enough air. Let me get to him.
Breathe. Breathe. Breath is shallow. But your nail beds are pink.
That mean something?
He's barely breathing. They should be blue.
I gotta call and get his blood gases. We don't get service here.
Call, now.
[PHONE RINGS]
Nurse's station. GRACE: Hey, it's me.
Got the results from the not-dead O'Donnell?
Nope, because O'Donnell was declared dead two hours ago.
Not like there's any rush. My patient is alive,
and I need those results. I'll walk to the lab. Call in five.
You have a lovely home. DANIELLA: Thank you.
Moved in three weeks after Grace was born,
and they'll be carrying me out in a casket.
Hopefully not for a very long time.
Grace called. She's running late.
Which means I get to ask questions without disapproving looks.
Ask away.
Close with your family? Close enough.
What's that mean?
I don't have a lot of free time to spend with them.
I don't care how poor a man is. If he's got family, he's rich.
Depends on the family.
Hey. you got anything?
Grace, the blood gases show severe acidosis.
Does that help? Yeah, it might. Thanks.
[SIGHS]
What's going on? Donte's got anion gap acidosis.
And if I don't figure out why, he's gonna die.
Okay. Mudpiles. What?
It's a mnemonic. M, methanol. No. U, uremia. His kidneys are fine.
D. He's not diabetic. He's not breathing.
[♪♪♪]
Out of the way. Let me get to him.
Damn it. He's crashing.
L, lactic acidosis.
Donte said the only time he felt good was during sex.
You guys pump it up with anything? Pills, herbs, drugs?
He started sniffing poppers. It made him feel like Iron Man.
Okay, poppers are amyl nitrate. Get me one.
Crack it open. Give it to him.
Go right ahead. Stick it right under his nose.
[GASPS THEN COUGHS]
Okay. You're gonna be okay.
Franco, get my bag. Yeah.
What happened? What happened?
GRACE: All right. What's wrong with him?
It, uh, could be cyanide.
Grace. I'm gonna get you some water.
You okay?
All right, I need you to look at me right in the eye.
Yeah, your retinas are red. Cherry red.
[SIGHING]
Okay.
Lactic acidosis can be caused by cyanide.
It turns the retinas red and your nail beds pink.
The, uh-- The nitrate from the poppers reversed the symptoms.
Hold on. Are you saying someone's been poisoning him?
I would say so.
[TIRES SCREECH]
Gamma.
[♪♪♪]
Should've seen it coming.
She bitched and bitched about being stuck out here.
You want me to go after her? No, no, no. Keep this in the family.
You have to keep stirring the potatoes or they get lumpy.
Sony. My mom never really let me in the kitchen.
Oh, that's ho bad.
You know, right here is where Grace shined playing doctor.
She would sit on the ﬂoor.
She would dissect a chicken and pretend she was saving someone.
She'd even call out, 'Code blue.'
You're really proud of her. Of course.
Your parents must feel the same way.
That was very impressive, what you did in there.
You ought to feel good about yourself.
I saved the life of a wanted man. I don't know how I feel.
Well, doctors can't always choose their patients.
Especially you. You've made that clear.
Look, after I killed Moretti for you, you decided to stay.
So as long as you're in Chicago, I own you.
That's the deal.
So go and enjoy your dinner.
Sony I made you late.
[♪♪♪]
Nate, what are you doing here? That's what I wanna know from you.
I saw you with Franco. I followed you to Constantine's.
You're in deeper than I thought. Go home.
If you don't tell me what's going on-- What? What will you do, Nate?
I'll knock on the door and ask them. They will kill you.
I wanna know everything. I wanna know now.
Okay.
You'll tell me?
Yeah, it's your life.
That was delicious. Thank you.
I found the recipe for the duck online.
I could teach Grace how to make it, if you like.
I don't think that'll ever happen.
I have an early call tomorrow, so I gotta got going,
but let me help-- Ah-ah.
Put that down.
Hey. Before you start yelling, I just wanna say we are really sorry.
You're together? The both of you? It's all my fault.
Where were you?
Crazy story. I was driving on Halsted when my car started smoking.
Tow guy offers to take it to a yard and says he won't release the car.
Grace shows up, he's gone, my car's behind a fence.
Finally got the car to the shop. Now we're starving. Any more duck?
Mm-hm.
Go wash up.
Hey.
Well, thank you for dinner.
It was a pleasure.
Heh. I'm really sorry.
I hope it wasn't too terrible. No. It was fine.
Just kind of felt like something was missing.
And your brother's story is ridiculous.
I know, I know, I know.
Look, look. He got into some trouble. I needed to bail him out.
Good night, Grace.
[♪♪♪]
Hey, Titus.
How is he? His beloved wife tried to kill him.
It's not been a good day.
At least he's alive, right? Yeah, thanks to you.
And your doctor.
I talked to Donte.
You get the same deal as Moretti, 10 percent.
Wait in the car, Franco.
Look, I want 15. I have to insist.
Ain't gonna happen.
I got more bar owners and aldermen in my pocket
than Moretti's got on his wish list.
I want 15.
Yeah. I want a 19-year-old double-jointed Latina.
Just take the deal. Just take the deal.
Don't-- Or don't take it. Doesn't make any difference to us.
It will.
Was that a threat?
Just tell your brother I'm happy he's feeling bother.
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
You out of your mind? This truck's protected.
Hey. Shut up and drive.
This is them. Let's burn them.
Start here. All right, let's go. Take that one out.
Wait a second.
Hold it. What's the matter?
According to this manifest, there's 20 gaming machines in here.
Counting these boxes, it looks more like 40.
Something's not right.
Here.
Here. Check these serial numbers.
Here, look. Nine-zero-dash-eight-seven-zero.
Change of plans.
Let's go.
[ALARM BUZZING]
Good morning, Gracie.
[ALARM STOPS]
Mom .
I made you french toast. Unh.
Urn, why? Because I'm your mother.
All right, how do you do that?
You were so excited about dinner last night,
and have every right to be angry. Instead, you make breakfast.
Did you know that Brett's not close with his family?
I guess. You live at home with me. I'm lucky.
I have massive student loans. I like him.
I think he'd make a nice addition to the family.
And maybe one day he will.
Gracie, I don't want you to worry about your brother.
He's a grown man. What?
You get him college brochures, keep him out of trouble.
I just don't want him to destroy his life, okay?
Neither do I.
But if you try to control him, he's gonna fight you.
It's in his nature. You know that. I know.
I'm proud of you, Grace.
Heh, I don't say that enough. I know that.
I gotta get to the market
before the Lincoln Park piggies snatch up the Brussels sprouts.
See you tonight.
[♪♪♪]
Good news. The tumor came back benign and your Vitals are stable.
In a few weeks, you should be back to normal.
Thank you, doctor. Mm-hm.
Can I ask, have you heard from my fiancé at all?
BEN: I'm right here.
Ben.
I am so sorry.
[♪♪♪]
You said you loved me. That should've been enough.
[CHATTERING]
Steak and eggs. That cholesterol will kill you.
Make yourself useful. Get me some hot sauce.
I'll get right on that.
So I know about the double dipping.
Can you give us a minute, please?
Pencil-whipping your serial numbers? Come on.
You're cramping my style here.
All your pokie machines got a secret twin.
So when they become legal, half the money ﬂies under the radar tax-free.
Don't have to be a lawyer to see the genius in that, huh?
Are you gum gonna rat me out?
The other option is a lot more civil and lucrative.
Yeah, I'm listening.
I'm taking over Moretti's distribution contact.
And under the circumstances, the price has gone up.
Our cut's 25, and that's 25 percent on all the machines.
You were asking for 15.
You should have taken the deal. My brothers not gonna like this.
Yeah, well, it's a good thing you're in charge, huh?
[♪♪♪]
Okay.
Hey. Been looking for you.
Hey. Ahem.
Ben and Megan's Wedding's back on. We're invited.
Oh, that's great news. Yeah. I told them I'd be there.
I wasn't really sure if you'd show up.
Okay, we can talk about last night. You know-
The last thing you wanted was for me to have dinner alone with your mom.
That is actually very true. Heh, heh. Yeah.
So whenever you want me to know what's going on,
that's when I wanna know.
DAVE: Patient in full arrest, pupils fixed and dilated.
Been working on her for 30 minutes with naming but ﬂatline.
All fight, hold it.
[♪♪♪]
Let's call it.
Time of death, 9:35.
Someone must have really wanted her ring.
Her nail beds are pink. Coroner should check for cyanide.
I'll let him know.
[♪♪♪]
GRACE: You think you can trust the people closest to you.
But you can't, not always.
When I blew out the candles, I wished my father would never come home.
[TIRES SCRECHING]
And that afternoon, my wish came true.
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But now,
no matter how hard I wish,
I can't protect people from themselves.
CONSTANTINE: So, what can I do for you, kid?
[SIGHS]
I know everything.
You know everything? That's a lot to know.
Grace told me she's working for you.
And that you took over for Moretti.
Well, if you know that to be true, if I were you,
I'd use that telephone and call the police right now.
Why would I do that?
What do you want, kid?
A job.
You wanna work for me?
Yes, sir.
Whatever you need,
I'm your guy.
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