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Hell, no, no. You need to get your rest.

Where are your keys?

I don't...

- Meredith...

- I'll be back.

Meredith.

[car tires screeches]

- Hey.

- Hey.

You scared me.

Whose whip is this?

Uh...

It belongs to a friend of mine.

Where the f*** have you been?

You were in the hospital.

I was.

I had a bad reaction to something.

Are you okay?

I'll be fine.

Have you seen Beaver?

No.

You give him a ring?

Yeah, he's not pickin' up.

He's probably at Troy's.

They said they were drinking over there.

Cool. Thanks.

I was gonna head over.

If you're going,

give me a lift?

Uh...

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Cool.

Get in.

Thanks.

Here.

[clears throat]

No, thanks.

Right.

You must be a little gun-shy.

Yeah.

What hospital were you at?

Uh, Oak Grove.

Really?

Mmm-hmm.

I came by.

Really?

When?

Today.

I... I got out last night, so...

I was at home.

Thank you, though.

I really appreciate it.

Yeah.

Aren't you coming?

Uh, no. Can you just send Beaver out?

Come in.

I can't.

Just... Last couple of days, it's

been... It's been really hard, you know.

Okay.

[gun cocking]

Where the f*** is she?

I don't know. She was just here.

Beaver.

Beaver.

Oh! Kat! F***...

Come over here.

- Yo.

- No, I need to talk to you.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

You're all right.

I just...

I needed to say thank you.

I can't believe that you're here.

Why?

I just thought that with your

mom and all that sh*t, you know...

she'd drag you away and stuff.

There's... There's

something I need to tell you.

I need you to listen to me, okay?

Take Jeff,

leave town.

Please.

I can't tell you why, but just trust me.

Can you do that?

[chuckling] Where are we gonna go?

Anywhere.

- What?

- No, I mean it.

I'm being serious.

Just go.

Now you're f***ing with me.

You're f***ing with me,

all right? What is this?

I'm not f***ing with you.

[clattering]

Look who it is.

I'm really surprised you

came back here... Kat.

Whatever the f*** your real name is.

Yo, Wyatt, can we have a minute?

No, you can't have a minute.

Gina, why don't you tell this

slow motherf***er what we know?

C*nt's a f***ing cop.

- That's bullshit.

- The f*** it is!

- No.

- Gina, what are you doing?

I went to the hospital. There

was no record of Katherine Carter.

And I found your f***ing chart,

and in everything your name's Meredith

or some f***ing sh*t like that!

- Get the f*** off!

- Watch out!

[clattering]

[shouting]

[grunting]

Yo, Wyatt, no! Let it go, man.

Wyatt, let it go, man.

- Wyatt.

- Get the f*** out of my way, Beaver.

Kill the f***ing sh*t

out of her. F***ing liar!

- Go home, Gina.

- What the f*** are you doing, Wyatt?

Get the f*** out, right now!

- What...

- Troy, get these f***ers out of here!

Get out, get out!

Get the f*** out. Get out.

Beaver, what's goin' on? What's goin' on?

- What the f***?

- Troy, what the f*** is this, man?

I told you to get the

f*** out of here right now!

Get out. I'll call you

tomorrow. Get the f*** out.

What the f***?

- Tie that b*tch up.

- Come on.

Why am I tying her up?

Come on.

Gimme your f***in' hands.

F***!

What the f***?

Troy, come on, man, let's

just f***in' let her go.

- Let her f***ing go.

- Why am I tying her up?

Beaver, help!

Why am I tying you up?

Help me.

Yo.

- Wh... Why am I tying her up?

- Get the f*** out of the way!

[gasping]

[Wyatt] Who the f*** are you?

- Are you a cop?

- No.

- Are you a f***ing cop?

- No!

Wyatt...

- Is she a cop?

- Don't f***in' do that!

Is she a cop?

Is she a f***in'...

Shut the f*** up!

You bring a narc into

our f***in' circle, huh?

- She's not gonna f***in' talk.

- Well, you're a f***in' idiot!

What the f*** is wrong with you?

I'm tired of asking that question.

F***!

[Kat gasping]

Troy, follow me.

- Is she a cop?

- Get in the f***ing tub!

Yo, you're f***in' hurting her.

Are you a f***in' cop?

Yes! Yes.

Yes.

Still trust her?

Gimme the gun, Troy.

- Wyatt, you need to think about this.

- Give me the f***ing gun.

People know she's here.

- [gun cocking]

- What the f***?

Take it, Beaver.

- Why?

- Take the gun.

No.

What?

She played you.

She played all of us.

Beaver, please...

Wyatt, think about this. Come on.

Do it, Beaver.

Please.

Please.

Pop her!

- Please, don't.

- Do it!

[crying] Please, don't.

F*** this.

F*** you, Beaver! F***...

Guys, guys, guys!

Come on. You brought

this down on all of us.

Now you're gonna f***in' fix it.

[Troy] Wyatt, come on.

Please, don't kill me.

Which side are you on, Beaver?

Ours or theirs?

Beaver, please, he's playing you...

Shut up.

- He's playing you...

- Nobody's playing him.

You're the only one who's playing. Has

been that way the whole f***in' time!

- Shut up!

- Do it...

Shut up! Shut the f*** up!

[Wyatt] She doesn't

respect you. You know that.

[Kat] Beaver, stop.

Just do it.

You little f***er.

- No...

- I swear to God...

No!

[crying]

[Kat] Beaver...

Beaver, hey...

Hey.

Show me the eye.

You'll be fine in a few weeks.

I can deal you back in

if that's what you want.

It won't be free and clear, though.

Restriction's six months,

then full reinstatement.

Yeah.

No, thanks.

We did make a difference.

Busting kids on bullshit charges?

F***ing up their potential

for a decent future?

If we saved one life,

its good enough for me.

You should feel the same.

I don't.

You don't?

That's it?

What are you gonna do?

Go back to my normal life.

Your normal life.

See you around.

All right.

What's wrong, honey?

I don't like pancakes.

Yeah, you do. They're

your favorite, remember?

All right.

What do you want instead?

Hmm?

Eggs?

Sure.

Nathan... Nathan.

Stay still.

I am.

No, you're not.

It's not funny.

[sighs]

There.

All right, let's go. We're gonna be late.

All right.

Hey, have you got everything?

Hey, Meredith.

[shouting excitedly]

- How're you doin', buddy? Come on!

- Finally!

- [Jimmy] I missed you!

- Daddy, you too.

[indistinct chatter]

Shadows are falling

And I've been here all day

It's too hot to sleep

And time is runnning away

Feel like my soul has

Turned into steel

I've still got the scars

That the sun

Didn't let me heal

There's not Even room enough

To be anywhere

It's not dark yet

But it's getting there

Well my sense of humanity

Is going down the drain

Behind Every beautiful thing

There's been

Some kind of pain

She wrote me a letter

And she wrote it so kind

She put down in writing

What was in her mind

I just don't see why

I should even care

It's not dark yet

But it's getting there

Well I been to London

And I been to gay Paree

I followed the river

And I got to the sea

I've been down To the bottom

Of a whirlpool of lies

I ain't lookin' for nothin'

In anyone's eyes

Sometimes my burden

Is more than I can bear

It's not dark yet

But it's getting there

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