No one move!
- Hey! - Stay where you are!
Hey, what the hell are you doing?!
We're protected!
Not anymore.
This is from the Dorio Brothers.
What are you crazy?! This is Frank Zuko's place!
Tell Frank Zuko he's out of business.
As of now.
Michael. Present.
[Huey] Look, you can't afford this.
Let me stop you before you embarrass yourself.
[Ray] Eat your heart out, Jack.
- [Gardino] Everything's on you? The whole check? - [Ray] This is a significant raise, my friend.
Yeah, I remember mine.
Ha! Golden Arches, here we come.
Hey, let me tell you something, all right?
This is the best restaurant in the world.
They got a puttanesca like no other. And the wine cellar? Forget it.
Wine cellar?
Please. You see this man? The last time he got a promotion,
he bought us a case of generic beer. That man.
Yeah. And we had to give him five cents for every bottle we didn't return.
Yeah, well, this time it's first class all the way.
Okay, great.
Then I'm gonna have the calamari (squid),
after the stracciatella. (soup).
Followed by the mostaccioli primavera. (Salad) ...
Then I'm gonna have ...
Ray, if you don't mind me asking,
what exactly does a Detective First Grade make?
35,580 dollars.
And what did you make before that?
(33,500) Thirty-three five.
- The average cost of an entree? - Oh, fifteen bucks.
And the wine?
I don't know, say 20 dollars a bottle. Why?
Oh, nothing, nothing.
And after the espresso, I'm gonna top it off with a chocolate tartufo.
No, I'm gonna have two.
I think I'll have the same.
Three maybe.
How much?
- I think I'm gonna have the soup. - You're a good man.
[Dief yips]
- Who invited him? - You did.
To stay in the car.
Oh, well then I misunderstood.
I just thought it being a very special occasion,
and that Diefenbaker was in part responsible for your ...
Responsible? He tagged along!
He's been looking forward to this. He hasn't eaten all day.
Fraser, there are no wolf portions on the menu.
[Dief grumbles]
All right, all right, I'll bring you a doggie bag!
[Dief yips]
I'm just having the soup.
Emilia, how are you?
Excuse me, please?
Excuse me.
Thank you, we have a reservation.
"Happy Birthday Frank?"
What is this?
[Music: 'Finiculi, Finicula']
Zuko. This is gonna be good.
Hey, Ray! How you doin', buddy?
Look, I tried to call you. It's a private party.
What are you saying, Pat, you kicking me out?
These guys hate each other, Pat.
You didn't think about that before you made the reservation?
It's Frankie Zuko's birthday.
What am I gonna tell him, no?
The man does have a point, Ray.
You know the rules of the neighborhood.
You cater to both sides and you don't play favorites.
But Ray, come on.
What do you say I walk in there and see if I can find...
a valid carry permit for every gun in the house.
You trying to get me killed?
No, Pat, I'm just trying to get a table.
Hey, Frankie! Good to see you.
Ray. What brings you to Pat's on a night like tonight?
A reservation.
What, no gift?
Look, Frank, all I want is my table, all right?
Pat, get him a table.
Jimmy, set up 27.
Hey, come on, Pat, look. 27's the side room, huh?
- Ray! - Ray, you want to sit on my lap?
No thanks, Frank.
Your cheap cologne's giving me a headache from here.
DUE SOUTH S02E07 "Juliet Is Bleeding"
[Music: 'Mi'Amore, Mia Pistola']
What do you want, Charlie?
Mr. Zuko wants to say hello.
To the Mountie.
What, he can't wait?
We're never gonna eat.
Never gonna eat.
- Uh, Fraser, right? - Yes.
I'm so glad you could be here for my birthday.
It looks like the scars have healed pretty nicely.
I beg your pardon?
I-I mean, I'm sorry,
you know, sometimes the boys can get a little carried away.
Blood on the tracks?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
All right. Come here, I want you to meet some people.
Hey, Jimmy.
Come over here, I want you to meet somebody.
My boyhood friend, Jimmy Roast Beef, Constable Fraser.
How you doing? Good to meet you.
Likewise, Mr. Roast Beef.
Is that your given name?
Yeah, sure.
Ha ha. Hey, where you been?
Sorry, Frank.
Just keeping an eye on things.
Keeping an eye on things. Driving me crazy, keeping an eye on things!
Let me introduce you to somebody. This is my good friend...
and business associate Michael Serento, Constable Fraser.
- My pleasure. - How you doing?
- Open it. - Ha ha.
Michael! You shouldn't have.
My favorites. [laughs]
- Constable? - No, thank you, I don't smoke.
Ah, your loss. Jimmy?
Michael? Thank you.
What's the matter, can't you say hello?
Hi.
Irene.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
What are you looking for?
I got it.
- It doesn't look like you got it. - I got it!
What are you looking for?
How's your mom doing?
- Oh, she's, uh, she's good. - Good.
She's good. How's, uh, what's his name?
Yeah.
Actually, we, uh, we split up.
Oh. uh, It's about time.
Yeah.
No, what I mean is, I'm sorry.
Yeah, well I'm not.
Truly, It's really good to be home.
Frank's house?
My father left it to both of us.
I'll try to remember that.
[sighs]
Four.
Uh, so, uh, how's the kids?
They're good.
You were always so good with kids. [laughs]
Yeah, well what can I say, I'm a hell of a catch.
Yeah, too bad you can't dance.
[Dief whines]
[Music: 'Raimondo Sta Sanguinando']
Those young guns on the west side...
may be more of a problem than we thought.
Punks. I never heard of them. Nobody's ever heard of them.
Yeah, you'd better tell 'em that,
'cause they busted up another one of our places tonight, bad.
Frank, you can't sit on this any longer. People are starting to talk.
- Maybe we got a problem we can't handle. - Michael!
Let me handle the Dorio Brothers, all right?
I don't want to hear any more about it,
it's gonna spoil the party. Just relax.
It'll keep.
You see this? [badge]
This comes with a gun. Now do we get dessert?
Good one, Ray.
Forget it. I'll go.
Get me an espresso while you're at it.
Maybe we should go somewhere else for coffee.
No. We get the side room, he gets the whole joint.
He drinks hundred dollar bottles of wine, and we get spit.
[Zuko laughs heartily]
He still runs this neighborhood.
Boy, what I wouldn't give to go another round with him.
Perhaps we should just skip coffee altogether and go bowling.
Ah, what the heck. I'm gonna go shake his peaches.
- Hey, Pat, a song for my birthday! Huh? - Shake his peaches?
Yeah, the part where we break chairs over their heads.
Ah.
... don't be shy.
Excuse me, Mrs. Zuko. May I say how lovely you look this evening.
Grazie. [Italian]
Would you like to dance?
- With you? - No, with the man in the moon.
'My Foolish Heart' performed by Pat Farenga.
- The night is like a lovely tune
- Okay.
Beware, my foolish heart
How white the ever...
- You always did like to take chances. - ...constant moon
- And you always looked good in blue velvet. - Take care,
my foolish heart
There's a line between love and fascination
- Who are you dancing with, him or me? - That's hard to see...
- What do you mean? - ...on an evening such as this
You know what I mean.
- I can't do this. - For they both give the very...
- Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey... - ...same sensation
Come on.
When you are lost in the magic of a kiss
Her lips are much too close to mine
Beware, my foolish heart
- You look beautiful. - But should our eager lips combine
- Thank you. - Then let the fire start
For this time, it isn't fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It's love, this time it's love...
- Irene? - ...love,
my foolish heart.
Your brother would like you to cut the cake.
Yeah, well, tell him to cut it himself.
Irene.
Now. Let's go.
Why don't you just go, Ray?
Perhaps you should leave, huh?
Hey,
I can leave on my own.
[Music: 'Finiculi, Finicula']
Pig.
Hey, no guns. Get in there.
Irene, back here.
Look, I broke my nail. I paid 15 dollars for these nails!
Fifteen dollars? Where?
Excuse me, I believe...
...that's an unfair advantage.
What?
[Everyone is shouting at once]
- ...one eye hurt. - No, no, that's enough.
Enough, enough, enough. Constable?
Mr. Zuko's sister was involved, Leftenant.
Oh, great.
But Mr. Serento did start the altercation.
What did I say?
Although Detective Vecchio provided ample ...
- Didn't I tell you to shut up? - Yes, you did.
Mr. Serento charges that Detective Vecchio...
punched him in the face, causing serious bodily harm.
It was a love tap.
That's not entirely true ...
Okay, so I belted him. But he pushed me first.
Well, that much is true.
Thank you.
- That's exactly how I saw it. - Absolutely right, sir.
All right, shut up.
- Mr. Zuko is pressing charges. - What?! - What?!
Son of a bitch!
Charges for what?
Harassment, assault, trespassing.
In Pat Scarpetta's place.
Real charges.
The kind that come with F.O.P. lawyers,
suspensions for misconduct, not to mention...
civil suits that could threaten your career.
It was his fault, sir.
We just... we just came in to eat.
You two are on report.
Go see the duty sergeant on your way out.
Not you, Vecchio.
Vecchio, how come every cop in this station can sit in Scarpetta's,
side by side with the Zukos of this neighborhood,
enjoy a meal without breaking up the place?
You need an answer?
The sister.
Look, Lieu, this is my business, all right? This is private.
I know. But when you went into Scarpetta's place...
breaking heads you made it my business.
Now I'm telling you straight out.
Go to Zuko,
bury the hatchet.
End this thing.
All right.
A week's suspension without pay. You can leave your shield.
What about me, sir?
- Oh, you can go too. - Ah.
Thank you kindly.
[Ray] What a night!
I think it was worth it. You see that big guy go down?
Yeah, you could hear his teeth pop.
Which reminds me - one gold filling. You owe me.
- I owe you? - Yeah, you owe me, Vecchio.
I'm starving. Let's go eat.
How can you still be hungry? You ate through half my raise!
What can I say. Fast metabolism.
All right, Olympo's.
- Keys. - For what?
- I'm gonna take the car for a spin. - Hahaha, I don't think so.
Hey, relax, my coat's in your front seat.
All right.
Good catch.
- [Gardino] Order me pigs in a blanket. - All right.
Uh, Ray, will you order me...
- ...pigs in a blanket, as well? - You don't even know what they are.
They sound yummy.
- What did he leave in my car? - I have no idea.
Louis?
Hey, Mario. What's up, Lar?
Louis!
LOUIS!!
Fuck!
Louis!! We gotta get him out!
We gotta get him out of there!
- We gotta get him out! - It's over, man! It's over!
If it was a bomb, and they haven't even collected up...
- ...the pieces yet. - It was Zuko. He meant to hit me.
Right in front of the station house.
Look, he hit the Cadero brothers in their own bedroom.
It was a pipe bomb. Their kids were in the next room.
- Who is in charge of these? - I got it.
- This is sloppy work! - Hey, back off!!
- Hey, you break a seal, you tamper with evidence! - Relax.
He's an idiot! He's gonna destroy evidence.
Go downstairs.
- It's okay. - Come on.
The guy's an idiot!
Each one of these has a signature, [Bomb Expert]
a distinctive way in which a bomb is made. To us it's like a fingerprint.
Sometimes you get lucky enough, a piece of this survives the blast.
- And double knots at either end? - Yeah.
What is it?
It's a signature.
I've got nothing to do with Frank Zuko.
You helped take out the Cadero brothers.
- You went to jail for him. - Ten years ago.
- And now you're out. Lucky for you. - I wanna talk to a lawyer.
I'm sure Frank'll be happy to supply you with one.
All right, lock him up.
And then call his lawyer.
- You got the warrant? - Thirty seconds.
Ray, the plastic coating on the wire barely melted.
So?
Ammonium nitrate fuel at over 2340 degrees Celsius,
and a burn rate of 4270 meters per second,
- ...it should have incinerated. - But it didn't.
Look, nitric acid leaves a yellow coloration on the skin.
- Now did anyone check his hands? - Saddle up.
Well, there's fifty of them, all right? They're all over the street.
They're tearing up the lawn, they're ripping up the house,
and they're terrorizing the kids.
Well, I'll tell you what I want you to do.
I want you to get your 300 dollar an hour butt over here...
and get these people out now.
- [Warrant] It's in order. - Shut up. What are you, a lawyer?
Go see Nella, please?
No. come on.
[Italian] Resta qui.
Get the computer.
What's this about?
- Why don't you ask him? - Frank?
Stay. Upstairs.
We got a device.
I couldn't stop it, Frank.
They dug up the whole damn backyard.
- Detonators under the floorboards in the toolshed. - In the toolshed?
Cyclonite. Won't initiate without electricity.
All right, cuff him.
You. You did this. You planted that crap in my backyard!
You killed a cop! You think you're gonna get away with this?
Let me tell you something, pal.
You're lucky you're not outta here in a stretcher, pal!
Get him out of here!
This is a setup! You call the lawyer, you have him meet me downtown.
Get the car.
- You're arresting him? - We got everything we need.
Ray, it is not logical. The detonators in his own house,
10 meters from his daughter's bedroom window?
It's more consideration than he gave the Cadero brothers' kids. They're dead.
The box was found in the shed in the backyard.
- Anyone could have planted it there. - Maybe.
Ray, think. Zuko constructs a bomb on his own,
plants it underneath your car,
- ...in front of a police station?! - Come on, Fraser,
Frank's a psycho. Everybody knows that.
The man I saw on that street was not Frank Zuko.
Look, you pay anybody enough money, they'll do anything.
- And Frank's got plenty of it. - What about his alibi?
He was home.
- Witnesses? - None.
None. Ray, please, think this through!
Zuko kills somebody and he does not arrange for an alibi?!
Who the hell do you think died out there, huh?
So you got a wire that should be melted but it's not.
You got an absence of finger stains, and you got Zuko...
without an alibi when he should have one.
All right, maybe someone did plant those detonators,
and maybe they didn't.
All I know is that we got a dead cop, a friend,
and we got the guy who did it. Do you follow me?!
- Yes, I think I do. - Good.
[Music: 'Full Circle' by Lorenna McKennitt.]
Stars were falling... deep in the darkness
as prayers rose softly, petals at dawn
And as I listened, your voice seemed so clear
so calmly you were calling your god
Somewhere the sun rose, o'er dunes in the desert
such was the stillness, I ne'er felt before
Was this the question, pulling, pulling, pulling you
in your heart, in your soul, did you find peace there?
Elsewhere a snowfall, the first in the winter
covered the ground as the bells filled the air
You in your robes sang, calling, calling, calling him
Shoulder Arms! [End of 21-gun salute]
in your heart, in your soul, did you find peace there?
You wanna help Frank Zuko?
No, I have no interest in seeing Mr. Zuko anywhere other than in prison.
So. How can I help you, Constable?
A police officer, a friend,
has been killed.
And I would like to see the killer brought to justice.
Agreed.
Dead cop's bad for business.
Even uh, Frankie boy knows that.
And yet every piece of evidence points to him.
This bothers you.
Yes, it does.
If it means the real killer of Louis Gardino goes free.
What a piece of work.
You got Zuko in the ringer, and uh,
you don't want to pull the handle?
And you call yourself a cop?
What I would like for Mr. Zuko...
and what the law dictates are two different things,
and right now that difference is the only thing that's keeping him alive.
- You're renewing my faith. - Well, I'm glad.
Now someone has gone to a lot of trouble...
to help the police.
- That would presume a motive. - To bring Frank down.
Find me somebody who doesn't have one.
He ain't like his father.
Very few of us are.
And yet you stayed. You protected him.
- Out of respect for his father. - And now?
Look.
I'm 56 years old, my arches have fallen.
I don't run too good.
And the young guys, they got me uh,
winded before I'm down the front stoop.
You gotta know when to get out,
before somebody decides you need a-a push.
Is someone pushing you?
Young men have ambitions.
But, um, Frank's troubles are Frank's troubles.
He's gonna have to get somebody else to watch after him now.
I wish him luck.
- Hey. - [Dief whines]
Wanna come to Florida with me?
[laughs]
[Music: 'Ghost Of A Feeling' by Cindy Valentine Leone]
Every time the night comes you,
I feel the way the mind has been
and I see your face,
I will let the bygones
Empty rooms I walk the moon,
echo's dead I know my own
I hear your voice is coming, [coming]
see your shadows on the wallet
What a night going to do?
I can almost touch you
Ghost of a feeling... how I can be?
I'm never free from ghost
Ghost of a feeling...
and I see you stay with me, baby
You don't have to go,
but It's a ghost, just a ghost...
of a feeling
Wake and buy your crying room
to find your lips on mine again
and now hear my heart is pounding [so low]
Couple my ears but I get shot to find out
What I'm going to do, ....
- Sorry. - Yeah!
- Damn it! - I'm sorry.
What the hell are you doing? You scared me to half to death!
The signal. I thought you'd remember.
That was 15 years ago. Are you insane?
- No! - Hey, come on.
Get in, get in. I got you.
Okay, pull.
- Shh shh shh. - Okay.
- Shh shh shh.
- Almost in? - I'm almost in.
Oh my Gosh.
Oh God, oh God.
Oh my God.
Shh.
You know, uh,
that vine's dead.
You should have somebody cut it down.
I know. My father tried twice, but it grew back.
You look like hell.
Thanks.
That cop who died, huh?
Oh, you're so cold.
Let me warm you up. Come here, come here, come here, come here.
- It's only snowing outside. - I know, come here.
Mm, wow,
yeah, I remember these, I always like these.
[she chuckles]
You were the only girl I ever knew that slept in a tent.
And that was information that you shouldn't have had.
Well, I never told a soul.
Yeah, right.
Outside of the basketball team, maybe.
I swear.
I never told anyone.
Ghost of a feeling... how I can be?
I'm never free from ...
Ghost of a feeling...
And that feel so real
Ghost of a feeling... how I can be? [outside the Zuko's house]
We don't have to go, no, no
no, no [Ghost of a feeling]
Should stay, stay a little while.
Excuse me.
I couldn't help noticing that you have rather uh, a good view...
of the house across the street.
This was really stupid of you, coming up here, you know that?
That's what I do best.
Frank is gonna get crazy.
I won't let him.
[sniffs]
[sighs]
You know what? Go home.
What, what, the, uh, the little prince is gonna ...
Don't-don't-don't talk ...
Don't talk about him like that in his own house, okay?
- I thought it was your house, too. - Yeah, it is.
Yeah, but that doesn't matter, right?
'Cause nothing changes.
You're just as scared of him as you were of your old man.
The way I deal with my family is none of your business.
Yeah, and they keep going around killing people,
and I gotta turn the other cheek...
- ...because I'm in love with you? - No, no, no!
You'd be going after him even if it weren't for me.
You two have been going at each other since you were kids.
Your brother is a murderer, Irene. You've known that,
- ...you've always known that. - He did-he did not kill that cop.
He was in this house! You know it!
So what?
What, that makes no difference to you?
My friend is dead.
[whispers] He didn't do it.
He's my brother, Ray.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm sorry.
I didn't come here to get into this with you.
What did you come for then?
[whispers] I came for you.
- I love you. - [sighs]
I've always loved you.
This is never gonna end.
This is never gonna end. You're gonna end up killing each other first.
[Harlem Tobacconist]
[Fraser holds open the door for a lady and her afghan hound]
[Dief whines]
[Lawyer] I'm trying to get you into County,
but I'm not getting much cooperation.
Of course, you're not getting much cooperation.
I'm surrounded by a hundred cops who want me dead!
[knock knock]
It's okay.
Your friend come to his senses yet?
No, I'm afraid not.
- Frank. You don't have ... - Eddie.
Do me a favor, go make yourself useful, okay?
My favorites.
- Good memory, Constable. - I like to study people's habits.
For example, this is your brand,
hand-rolled to your specification.
Yes, it is.
And before smoking it,
you cut off the tip.
Like this.
Now our friend the bomb-maker, he also has his habits.
He tells me he likes to use an articulating set.. of wire snippers.
Now we found these in his room, so...
I assume that he is telling the truth.
There, you see?
It's a very straight cut.
Very easy to attach to a detonator.
Now he has other habits.
He likes to tie double knots at either end of his wire.
Now we can assume that this is his work.
This was found at the bomb site.
However,
this wire.. was cut using a different implement.
So,
either our bomb-maker has changed his habits,
or...
Well now.
Isn't that strange?
Especially for a bomb-maker who doesn't smoke.
I like your thinking.
What's the point?
Your humidor tells me he doesn't sell very many of these, they're too expensive.
In fact,
you are apparently his only customer for this item,
and that you give most of them away as gifts.
The police didn't plant the detonator caps in your backyard.
Whoever cut this wire, did.
Who?
I can't imagine.
- Can you? - Yes, I can.
The Dorio Brothers.
Are they on your list?
Not that one.
Well then.
You have a problem.
Perhaps it is somebody closer to you.
Someone who is on the list.
- Who, Charlie? - No.
His arches have fallen.
You trying to turn me against my own people?
People who are loyal to me, huh?
You cop?
You Mountie?
Come on, Frank, let's go.
Somebody just did you a big favor.
What's up?
The Mountie.
He's in with Zuko and the State's Attorney.
Where the hell do you think you're going?
His alibi has been confirmed.
He was at home. The kid saw him.
- What? - Thanks again, Constable.
See ya later, Ray.
You're helping Zuko? Is this what you call justice?
He didn't kill Louis.
And what do you base that on?
Mud? You licked off his boots?
Answer me!
Don't push this off on him. You didn't even canvas the neighborhood.
What were you thinking, no one would?
- So that's it? He walks? - Oh, we'll get him.
On conspiracy.
His phone's tapped and we have a surveillance truck...
on his house 24 hours a day.
That could take weeks.
All right, Vecchio, Huey. In my office.
Come on, don't push it.
What is it with you, man?
You've gotta know when to hold the line.
You gotta know when to work the rule.
Good evening, gentlemen.
You must be lost.
What makes you say that?
- Intuition. - [Dief growls]
- Is this your guard dog? - He's a wolf, actually.
- Hi, buddy. - [Dief growls]
I have a present for you...
from Mr. Zuko.
I already have one.
Yes, well, he thinks yours may be damaged.
You know, these really should not be used...
to cut wire.
Good night.
You and Frank been spending time together?
Not anymore, no. He's been released.
- Frank's out? - Yes. An hour ago.
And I have a feeling he'll be looking for you.
[phone rings in the background]
[Bartender] For you.
...is not there. That's not my problem. That's your problem.
All right? I want you to find him now. Got it?
Where the hell is he?
Out. Keeping an eye on things.
Don't get smart with me, Charlie. I need you now.
Irene.
Where you going?
- I'm going to go see a movie, Frank. - No, no, wait.
Movie? Where's the movie, Toledo?
Frank, something is going on here,
- ...and I just don't want any part of it. - No, you stay.
- Let me take her to a hotel. - Look, she's not going to a hotel.
- All right? She's running off to see her boyfriend. - Oh, Frank ...
Isn't that right? No, isn't that right, Irene?!
Frank, I just want to get out, okay?
- Out of your own house? - This is not my house, Frank ...
- This is half your house, Irene ... - No, it is not my house!
It is your house.
Full of guns and full of fear and full of hate.
You stay, Frank, you earned it, you keep it.
No, no, you're not gonna humiliate me like that.
You're not gonna run off and leave this house...
- and climb into his bed. - Oh.
I'm not gonna have it. I won't have it.
- Frank ... - No. I will ...
- Get out of my way! - I will kill you first.
Don't you.. don't you ever hit me.
Go ahead, Frank.
- I'll kill you! - Just go ahead!!
Wait, wait!
- Get out of my way. - Ray.
Listen to me. You are not thinking.
And a police officer who doesn't think is dangerous.
- I know where you stand. - No, you do not.
You're so full of hate, all you can see is Zuko.
That's all you've been able to see right from the beginning,
but do you hate him enough to let...
the real killer walk free as a consequence?
- Let go of me. - Ray, please.
Do you honestly believe that by jailing him,
you won't have to feel guilty anymore?
Get your hands off me!
Vecchio, Zuko's got company.
Michael Serento.
All right. I'm going in after her. Call for backup.
The coffee bar was you.
And the warehouse fire.
And Gardino.
Our business, it's a big responsibility,
needs a stronghand. You know that, Frank.
I should kill you right here.
[Zuko] What the hell is that?
No, no, you get out. What are you doing here?
I can handle him, Ray.
That's what that cut on your face says. Let's go.
- Take your hands off my sister. - Easy Frank, don't be stupid.
You're not going out of this house with my sister.
For God's sake Frank, no.
I tell you what. Let's take it outside.
I'll tell you what.
How about you get out of here, before I kill you.
Okay, okay.
Frank!
No!!
Drop it!
Drop it! Back off!
Oh God.
Oh my GOD.
OH MY GOD!!
Irene, wait. NO!
CALL AN AMBULANCE!!
You never listen.
- Promise me it ends here. - Shh.
It does. Close your eyes.
Promise me, promise me it ends.
How is she?
She didn't make it.
Look. Before you say anything,
- ...we can still nail Zuko. - It was an accident.
All you've got to do, is say he shot her with intent,
and you got him for murder.
It was an accident, man.
It was an accident.
Listen folks, I can't entering...
I don't think you want to go in there.
You know,
the first time I ever asked her to dance was in PE class.
She kept trying to lead.
Finally I had to ask her to...
to relax.
That it would be okay.
Just put your head on my shoulder...
and close your eyes.
Everything's gonna be okay.
By : Reza Fa. (Final Version) www.duesouth.blogfa.com www.excessant.com/fith/archive.htm
High winds, Northern sky will carry you away
You know you have to leave here
but you wish that you could stay,
There's four directions on this map
but you're only going one way
Due...... South,
that's the way I'm going
Due......... South