
Breach Page #10
Okay.
I'll call Dean.
Ten minutes,
as promised.
Caught me coming
right out of the Metro.
Why didn't you drive?
Juliana needed the car.
I felt like walking,
anyway.
Why? Something
on your mind?
Not especially.
Now, get in.
I want some company.
Sure.
You been drinking, sir?
Can I trust you?
Of course.
Don't you know that?
I don't know
what I know anymore.
(EXHALES)
Is this the music
of your childhood
or something?
That's the music of
my father's childhood.
What's in Rock Creek?
I like the park
at night.
(TURNS OFF STEREO)
I have to be sure
that I can trust you.
Why don't we go
back to the office?
You can polygraph me.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You heard
of Aldrich Ames?
Of course.
Worst spy
in U.S. History.
(PUNCTUATING) Sold
information to the Soviets,
and passed every polygraph
the Agency gave him.
gotten past me.
I can read anyone.
(PAGER BEEPING)
I'm getting really
tired of that pager.
What are we doing?
I told you,
the FBI's a gun culture.
You can't advance there
unless you can shoot.
Boss?
They test you
at 25 yards,
(GUN FIRES)
What are you doing?
You want to be an agent
or don't you?
Prone. Left hand,
right hand. Five yards
with gun in holster.
You get 3 seconds
to fire 5 shots.
What are you doing?
Who was calling you
in the car?
What?
I need to know
if I can trust you.
Put the gun down, Boss.
Who was calling?
Put the f***ing gun down!
I need to know
if I can trust you.
(GUN CLICKS)
Can I trust you?
Jesus!
God's sakes,
what is wrong with you?
Look around you,
boss.
It's just us out here.
Nobody's tailing you,
there isn't any GPS
on your car,
and I'm not a foreign agent
trying to work you.
You don't matter
that much.
The page was from Juliana,
obviously. My wife.
because I told her
I'd be home by now,
and because we're
in another fight,
caused by you,
as usual.
Thanks for dropping by
unannounced and lecturing her
about Opus Dei.
That was real helpful.
Oh, and thanks for staring
at her in church
like she was from Mars.
That also worked out great.
Let me guess.
You were testing her, too.
You know,
she asked me this morning
why you're like this.
Why you grind
everybody so hard.
I had all these
answers ready.
"He's misunderstood.
"He's trying to fix the Bureau
and no one will listen.
"He was born
in the wrong century.
His father was a jerk."
I got a whole list.
But you know
something, sir?
At the end of the day,
it's all crap.
You are who you are.
The why doesn't mean
a thing, does it?
(SNAPPING)
Does it?
I:
matter
plenty.
(DOOR BANGING)
You know, Lisa,
you tried to make it worse.
No, you weren't!
You did!
When you're like,
"Nah".
Oh my god,
Lisa!
You know what?
I'm not fighting with you.
You tell me for us or not.
Yes, you were.
Whenever you had it.
Hello, Eric.
Eric (on phone):
Hi, Vanna.You enjoyed the Catholic life?
No, Eric.
I had the job and others.
Of course, Vanna.
I'll be back soon.
Okay, bye.
VANNA:
O Prince of the heavenly hosts,by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan,
and all the evil spirits,
seeking the ruin of souls.
Amen.
(WHISPERING SOFTLY)
Vanna?
What's up?
A bible book
with large words of
God and Goddess.
We see, Bonnie?
I thought my life can
be fooled.
Won't get fooled again,
Vanna.
I just disagree,
Greg.
Vanna, come here.
All of you.
ALL:
What is it, Juliana?
Vivian felt even more well.
That's quite a dozen.
Someone's a thing.
This is the last drop.
Sure it was for him, yes.
You know, Bonnie?
It was just a dream.
Nothing matters, Vanna.
What the hell happened?
I know what you're saying,
Greg.
Holy moly.
That's great.
We know, Bonnie.
I studied how to breathe.
My torture is different.
Like Mary, Joseph, and Jesus.
I bought all, Vanna.
You did, Bonnie?
Yes.
Ok.
A note from Eric.
A gift for my getaway.
"Dear Eric,
Thanks for being the love
of my life.
We trust the miserables
for what you observed.
"I'm thankful for my years
spent with this family.
For everything we shared,
every chance we had to grow.
"I'll take the best of them
with me and lead by their example
wherever I go.
A friend told me to
be honest with you.
So, here it goes.
This isn't what I want,
but I'll take the high road.
Maybe it's because I look at
everything as a lesson.
"Because I told so many lies
for the reason.
Or because I don't want
to walk around angry.
Or maybe it's because
I finally understand.
I promise i wanna come together.
For what i've done.
"Suddenly I see
is when I felt a faceless winged man.
A fear of phobia can be nothing.
"One inspiration is all it takes.
feel the moment like a ghost whisperer.
I'm the one who give me the reason.
"I'm sober with my thoughts
between karma and effect.
There are things we don't want to
happen but have to accept.
Things we don't want to
know but have to learn.
"My life came by with the
Catholic religion and my job.
And people we can't live
without but have to let go.
"Love, Vanna.
Bonnie, look.
The letter has inspired.
Come here, all of us.
Why don't you sit in the couch
and talk, Vanna?
Okay, Bonnie.
You didn't have devices
when you're young?
No, Vanna.
I didn't have many
cellphones or telephones
or laptops or tablets
or any of that
when i was young.
All would be
a lot of better for it.
But yes.
And then you got outside
to chill and with your friends
when you're also young?
We played outside all the time.
All the same time yet.
Always outside.
It was admitted that
i was just sitting outside
hot or cold every year and
soaking up the sun.
And not doing everything
to make it worse
but sitting in the chair
with Vivian and soaking
up enjoying a warm weather and...
Or at the lake and,
the park,
or you know,
swimming...
It was non-technology
that it was all i can say
nobody does any of it
or anyone else.
Is that what i mean?
When it comes to summer,
we had done things.
When i was 14,
i know i tried to
climb on haystacks.
But it was...
too sesame.
You probably could
did that.
But i know you could
do that.
I didn't wanna let you
go out with Vivian, Lisa,
Greg, and...
i wasn't here.
And then getting lost
or something.
But, come soak up
so we can do more.
We just disagree,
Bonnie.
I know.
Give me a hug, Vanna.
(Whispering) Okay, Bonnie.
I love you so much.
You too, Vanna.
Won't you say you love me too?
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