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Don't you worry, Mr. Lacey.

I'm gonna do it for you.

What?

What's so funny?

You. Your face.

You look so serious.

Well, this is serious.

I'm looking at the real you.

And what do you see?

What do I see?

I see a mysterious counterplay

of light and dark.

Hey! All right, great.

Give me that pen.

Those aren't toys, you guys.

Put that down. You guys, come on.

Stop playing with that.

Oh, my God!

That's not fair.

What's not fair about it?

I used my imagination, that's all.

And my

X- ray goggles.

Hey, would you paint

some clothes on her?

Hey!

Oye, Marisa!

Vamos a posar.

Vamos a posar. Hey!

Vamos a posar.

Hector.

Hector.

Hector.

Thanks.

Whatever happened

to General Eisenhower?

You hardly see a word

about him anymore.

Ohh.

It's the little fella,

alive and kicking.

Harry.

You did that?

We bring good things to life.

You know what happens

when birds learn to fly.

They leave the nest!

Waaa!

Marisa?

Carlos, you

semi-illiterate,

fascist sociopath!

You were gone so long,

I was leaving you a note.

- "Dear Mason-"

- Not out loud.

That's all it says.

Well, I didn't know

what to write.

What are you doing

with my paintings?

Oh, your paintings.

Just because you go-

Where's Hector

and the all-stars?

Um... they're on

their way to Chicago.

Oh, that son of a b*tch.

Look, he got a good job.

It's good pay.

It's a break, really.

But what about you?

I, um...

I told him to go.

Well, you need somebody

to draw, right?

Can you believe this?

I got it. I got it.

This must be Carlos.

No, don't kid yourself.

This isn't Carlos.

This is Lacey.

Carlos!

You murdering

son of a b*tch!

Get out of my way.

Not this time, pal.

- My guys are coming any minute.

- Yeah, sure they are.

Aah!

What's this?

Everybody together?

What, you ganging up on me?

Oh, yeah? Come on.

Come on!

You should stay retired, champ.

Stop them, Frank. Stop them!

I'll take door number one.

Bobby!

Goddamn it,

he's not Bobby.

He's just a punk.

- Let me go. He's hurt.

- Faye-

- What's the matter with you?

- Faye-

- Bobby is dead. He's dead. You hear?

- No!

You wish he was dead.

Faye.

All you do is yell at him

and make him feel he's not good enough.

Well, look who's talking.

Why do you think he's buying that car?

To get away from you!

We're gonna lose him,

and it's all your fault.

You hate him!

Flotsam!

Jetsam.

Flotsam.

Jetsam.

Come on out.

Don't hide.

- No one's going to hurt you.

- It'll be OK.

Flotsam.

Jetsam.

- She's scared.

- Come on, you guys.

- Where are you hiding?

- Mason, I'm up here.

What about Times Square,

all the electricity?

Or the subway?

Now what?

Now we go home.

It's over.

Harry, what are you doing?

Harry, what the hell

are you doing?

Harry!

What in the name of God?

OK.

Go now.

Go find your babies.

You are a genius, Harry.

One hundred percent.

Don't leave home without it.

He's back together.

Mason, do something.

Talk to them.

What should I say?

It was an accident?

We didn't do anything.

It was Carlos.

Wait!

Give us another chance!

Harry.

Let him go, Harry.

Let him go.

What the hell you doing?

What, are you having

a party or what?

No party, kid.

There's no one home.

That's 'cause of me.

They won't stay if there's

no water and electricity.

What are you doing here?

This is my building.

I did the job. I cleared it.

You're going to

burn the place down.

Man, that's bullshit. This is

my building, man. They're movin' out.

Look, what do you want from me?

It's too late, all right?

What about me?

What about you?

OK. If it's got

to burn down...

I'm going to burn it.

Hey, what are you-

You schmuck, that's evidence.

Ohh.

It's got to look normal.

Regular!

Who cares?

We're burning the place, right?

Let's burn it.

Sloppy.

I hate sloppy.

Don't you want to see?

When you do good work,

don't you like to watch it?

What do you want?

We should be across town by now.

Bobby, you let him go

and get up here this instant.

You said the place was empty.

You got to shut it off, man.

Too late.

It's too late.

Want to get us both killed?

It's gonna blow any minute!

Just get in there.

Get in there!

My leg! My knee!

You broke my knee!

That's bull, man.

Get up. Get up!

I can't walk.

I'll tell you where it is.

Fourth floor,

storeroom, in back.

Where?

The storeroom.

Now, go!

You got two minutes.

Lady, come on!

All right, all right.

Supper's nearly ready.

Go wash your hands and face

and go sit down at the table.

See, I knew you'd be coming.

I got the ham on.

- Ham? No! We got to get out of here.

- Don't start that with me.

- Shut up!

- Bobby!

You're hurting me.

Gee whiz, Mom.

I'm sorry. I...

- I just wanted to show you something.

- Show me what?

My... my car.

Yeah. Gosh, don't you remember

the new car?

The car? No. No.

Let's go.

Don't want to miss the big game.

Dad's waiting downstairs.

You know how he is.

- Your father?

- Yeah. Good old Dad. What a guy.

You're not Bobby.

You're not Bobby!

- You're not him! Let me-

- Please!

God, lady.

Don't wake up now.

Open the door,

you hear me?

Open the door.

Come on, lady.

Open the door.

Don't you hear me?

You're going to get killed.

You're going to die.

Come on.

Frank!

Don't you touch me.

Don't you touch me.

Help! Frank! Frank!

Mason?

Move back.

You heard the man.

Get that strap on her.

Come on, let's go.

Stay back, behind here.

Mason. Mason, where-

where is she?

I- I don't know.

For the love of God. Faye!

Faye, you all right?

Is she all right?

Get back on the sidewalk.

I'm going along.

I'm her husband.

Go!

Hey!

Carlos!

No!

What the hell

are you stopping for?

That.

I don't see anything.

It's just junk.

Come on, get moving.

We haven't got all day.

What's your hurry, Kovacs?

The building's down.

You won.

Hip-hip-hooray!

Leave the guy alone.

How long can he stay there?

Look. I want him

out of my way.

When he moves, we move.

Not till then.

Now, here we are, dear.

Just give me your arm

and slip it through here.

No.

Be a good girl

and put this on.

Are we going home now?

A different kind of home,

but very nice.

Across the river,

in Jersey.

You know who's there?

Muriel and Sid.

Do you remember?

I want to go home.

We'll be together.

That's all that counts.

Uh, excuse me.

Mr. Riley?

Uh...

I brought these here

for your wife.

Some doughnuts.

Faye...

look who's here.

It's Bobby.

He came back.

How about that?

Mason Baylor?

Marisa Esteval?

Would you come with me?

Uh... Mr. and Mrs. Riley?

Fantastic! Unbelievable!

I love the whole thing-

especially the sconces

and corbellings,

the moldings, the relief!

Oh, it's perfect.

Hey, it's Harry.

They're back, Faye.

They're back.

Good morning, chief.

How do you like it?

Mr. Lacey, this building burned

last night.

- Can you give us an explanation?

- Obviously, somebody made a mistake.

What are your plans for this site,

in view of what's happened?

- My plans remain unchanged.

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