Covert Affairs (2010–2014): Season 2, Episode 11 - The Wake-Up Bomb - full transcript

(PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS)

(ON THE PHONE)
This is Danielle.
Leave a message.

ANNIE: Hello. Again.
I was hoping to talk to
you before I left town.

I know you have a
million questions.

So, here I am,
giving you the skinny.

Can't give you
too many details,
of course,

but I can tell you
enough to give
you the gist.

For starters, what I do
is not like what you see
in the movies.

I've been in a place for
over a week now that's
famous for its sightseeing,

and I've mostly been
stuck in my hotel room.
Waiting.



I do a lot of
waiting, actually.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Give my love to the girls.
I'll call you back later.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ah!

Ow!

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Ah, it's okay. It's...

(GROANS)

Signorina?

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

(WINCING IN PAIN)



Milk, two sugars.

(LAUGHS)
How do you always
know it's me?

Some people say
it's a sixth sense.

I like to call it a fifth,
but that's just me.

Hey. Want to talk
about that injury?

Your arm feels about
20% weaker than
I remember

and I detected a wince.

It's just a muscle pull.
I'm fine.

Really.
Mmm-hmm.

I had that package
in my grasp,
Auggie.

I can still feel it
slipping through my
fingers.

Annie, these
things happen.

Not to me.

Seems like
I'm on a bit of
a losing streak.

Okay, this
self-flagellation...

Is this about the package
or your sister?

(SIGHS)
Things with Danielle
are fine.

Yeah?

Yeah. I think she will
Iet me move back
into the house.

If I can just get her
to answer her phone.

Hey, Jai.
Hey.

Wow.
Yeah.

I've fallen so far
out of favor,
even Jai can sense it.

Jai's got troubles
of his own.
And you're not out of favor.

Nobody bats
a thousand around here.
Joan knows that.

Okay.

But she did ask to see
you in her office
the second you got back.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. That bag that you lost,

was there anything inside it
we need to be concerned about?

No. Uh, I already
submitted the inventory.

Just some cash
and a phony
travel itinerary.

Okay. Great.
Thanks, Annie.

Was that all you
wanted to see me about?

That's all.

About what happened.
I've been thinking a lot

about what I could
have done differently...

That's okay. We already got
the information we needed
from another source.

Another source?

That's why we build
redundancy into the system.

In case things
don't go according to plan.

I see.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Uh, so, what next?

Nothing just yet.

You should take
this opportunity to
recharge your batteries.

That's not necessary.

You don't get bonus points
for a stiff upper lip, Annie.

Go home and rest up.

AUGGIE: So?

So, she said, "Good job"
and sent me home to rest up.

I'm going to try
and not read
too much into that.

Don't. Go take care
of your wince.

You have some
place to stay?

You mean besides
Joan's doghouse?

Annie.

You know how you keep
telling me I need to
set up a safe house?

Yeah.

Well, it's finally happened.
I'm signing the lease tonight.

(PHONE RINGING)

(GROANING)

Oh.

Hi.
Oh, hey. I didn't know
if you'd be back yet.

I got back this morning.

So, you found
a place to stay,
I hope?

I did, yes.

Good. Um, I'm...
I'm glad.

I'm glad you're glad.

Uh... Hey, I know it's
movie night tonight.

I told the girls last week
that we could watch, um...

Alright, listen.
You know, I need
you to, uh,

move your stuff out
of the guest house,

I'm going to be showing
it to a few potential tenants.

Sure. Uh, I understand.

I could come by
right now if you want.

Yeah, no.
Tonight's not good.

But, uh, before
the end of the week, okay?

Okay.
Okay. Bye.

(SIGHS)

Hey, Cam. Wait up.

MAN: See you, man.

If you're asking about
poker this month,
I'm not hosting.

Nah, don't worry about that.

Good. My wife is still on
my ass about the last time.

I need to know where the
intelligence committee is
on the leak investigation.

You know I can't
divulge that.

Not even for an old
fraternity brother.

Look, I don't need
details. Just
a top-Ievel view.

We're shutting down
the investigation.
End of this week.

Shutting it down?

Yeah. For an agency
that reportedly can't
keep its mouth shut,

no one seems to
want to tell us anything.

Well, I want to
tell you something.

We're not taking
any more depositions.

My boss thinks the whole
thing is toxic. He wants
to put it behind him.

Call me in.

I swear it will be worth
the committee's time to
hear what I have to say.

I hear you're getting
stymied in the DPD.

That Arthur's threatening
to farm you out to
Phoenix. Is that true?

What does that have
to do with anything?

I'm just saying,
it's my rep
on the line here.

So, if you're coming in
because you've got an
ax to grind...

I know where the bodies
are buried on this one, Cam.

And who did the shoveling.

I can name names.

Trust me.

WOMAN: Thanks.
Thanks so much.

Do you like?

Mmm. I do.
Very much so.

(SPEAKING BASQUE)

That book you
are reading.
Is it good?

Not particularly, no.

Great. Then, uh...
If I ask you to keep
me company tonight,

you won't be
missing anything.

ANNIE: "Etxarte"?

Etxarte.
More "sh" than "ex."

Etxarte.

Bueno. And you said you
don't speak any Basque.

What does it mean?

It's the name of my family.
It's very common there.

"Etxe", in Basque,
means home.
"Arte", between.

A home between.

Like a place neither
here nor there.

Like a home away from home.

Yes, like a home
away from home.
I like this.

Everybody here is
either from some place
else or

on their way to
some place else.

It can make us feel very alone
in the world. You need a
place that you can call home.

Even if it's
only a restaurant.

Does what I say
make any sense to you?

Yeah.

I can tell you are good
with languages.
It's your lips.

You have a very
supple mouth.

(LAUGHS)

Does my directness
embarrass you?

My mother told me to
be careful of men like you.

You're one of those
bad boy chefs, right?

Uh, all chefs are bad boys.

We play with
knives and fire.

We stay up all night.
We drink way too much.

The tattoos. The ego.

And we like to surround
ourselves with beauty.

Oh. I didn't realize how
Iate it was getting.
I should go.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
You must stay for dessert.
Almond and cherry tart.

The cherries I fly in from
an orchard down the river
from my childhood home.

It looks fantastic.

And you must have some
Izarra to go with it.

Uh, I don't know. Um...

You can't have
a cherry tart
without Izarra.

I will share it
with you.

Do you remember
the first time you
tasted cherry?

I don't know.

Close your eyes.

Let the taste transport you.

Mmm.

(PANTING)

Buenos d?as.

Uh, buenos d?as.

(SPEAKS BASQUE)

This is Gus.
He likes you.

He's a good judge of
character. Here. Eat.

Uh, I'm not hungry.
What time is it?

It's a quarter to six.
I'm late already
for the fish market.

Oh. Okay.

It's okay for you to stay.
You can leave whenever
you like.

Thank you, Zavier.
That's very
kind of you.

Um... I don't mean to
sound like an ungrateful,
hungover floozy, but

what am I doing here?

You don't remember?

Not really.

It must have
been the Izarra.

Oh, the Izarra.
Yeah. Yeah.

That and half a dozen
painkillers.

That's not a
good combination.

No. Apparently, not.
Don't worry.
Nothing happened.

How did I get here, then?
You were a little
bit wobbly.

I tried to take you home,
but you became very adamant
about me not seeing it.

You are married, yes?

No.

You live with
someone, then.

No. Um, where
are my pants?

You took them off yourself.

Like I said,
stay as long as you like.

Just, uh, do
me a favor and tell
the doorman downstairs

that you're leaving
so he can lock up.

Okay.

And eat the omelet.
It's good for the hangover.

Adios.

How was dinner last night?
I hear the octopus
is sensational.

How did you...

Our friends at
the CNI took this.

You realize operatives
are not permitted to date
foreigners, don't you?

I... This is not what it
Iooks like. And why is Spanish
intelligence following me?

They weren't.
They were following him.
Zavier Etxarte.

Why? He's a chef.

He's a former member
of the ETA, Annie.
A Basque separatist.

And he's still in
contact with suspected
terrorists.

Terrorists? Zavier?

You wanted to know
what's next. Well, this is it.
Zavier's your new op.

JOAN: It's a tale
of two brothers.
Zavier and Gorka Etxarte.

They joined the
Euskadi Ta Askatasuna
together

at the ages of 18 and 16,
respectively.

In 2003, a cell of ETA
terrorists was rounded up

in connection with the
kidnapping of a provincial
government official.

Gorka was convicted of
conspiracy to commit
murder.

Zavier was arrested,
but never charged.

He emigrated to
the States in 2005,

found his new calling in
the kitchen, and decided to
open his own restaurant here

here in DC just
one month ago.

And just two blocks away
from the Spanish embassy.

Precisely. CNI believes
that's exactly why
he chose that location.

What about Gorka?

That's kind of
why we're here.

Gorka was released from
prison three weeks ago.

CNI's been monitoring
his activities in Bilbao.

ETA's never been shy
about calling their shots.

Has the embassy
received any threats?

No, but Basque Soldier's
Day is being commemorated
Iater this week.

Historically, the Spanish
have seen an up-tick in
violent activity.

I thought ETA declared
a permanent cease-fire.

Yep, for the third time
this decade.

Auggie, I want you to put
together a team to sift
through Zavier's restaurant.

His employees, his purveyors,
his customers, and investors.

Follow the money, and
don't even think about lunch
until I get a status report.

Lunch? You'll have it
by brunch.

Annie, I want you
to stick close to Zavier.

See what,
if anything,
pops up.

At least
through the holiday.

Uh, Joan, I'm sorry,
but, uh...

You know, that's not
what I like to hear
after giving a directive.

I realize that. However, um...
I just wasn't clear about
the directive.

"Stick close to Zavier."

He works, like, 30 hours
a day in a really busy
restaurant.

The only time I could
see him would be late,
Iate, at night.

So, what's the problem?

The problem is,
you know,
Latin men.

Not as well
as you do, apparently.

If I go back to see him
tonight, he's going to assume
I intend to sleep with him.

Let's be perfectly clear.
I'm not asking you to
sleep with anyone.

I'm asking you to
Iocate and assess
a potential threat.

How you do that
is up to you.

Larry, do you mind?

I need a little
bonding time with
my son here.

You can't possibly
be this obtuse.

Dad, I really don't want
to talk about this...

You ask...
Ask to be deposed.

How could you know that?

Do you think blowing your
Iittle whistle is going to
gain you favor in the agency?

The people slapping your
back today for being so
honest and forthright

will be the same ones who
won't share another piece
of information with you

because they know now
you like to talk.

I didn't expect you
to understand.

I get it.
You're frustrated.

Arthur's shut you out,
and I'm not in position,
yet, to be there for you.

If you can just
sit tight...

Come on.
...for a little more time,

it's all going to work out.

But if you finger me
as the leak...

You think I want
to do this?
To my own father?

Don't put yourself
in that position, son.

I don't have a choice.

Our national security
has been compromised.

I'm just trying to do
my part to repair the breach.

For my country
and my conscience.

For your country
and conscience.
Who talks like that?

Did you not learn
anything from me?

I guess not.

It's hard to believe
sometimes, you're
actually my son.

ANNIE: I'm warning you,
I'm no Julia Child.

Ah, you don't
need to be for this.

Thanks again for showing
me how to make the eggs.

You had a craving.
I understand.

I'm not keeping you from
anything, am I?

At one in the morning?
No.

(SPEAKING BASQUE)

I am all yours.

That's it?
That's it.

Now, we just need to
figure out how to
kill half an hour.

What's this?

This is me covering up
a big mistake.

I made some bad decisions
when I was young.

How bad?

Bad enough to cost me
a year of freedom.

That's where I learned
how to cook, actually.
In prison.

You can run away
in horror now
if you like.

I'd understand.

No. I'm okay.

That's what I like
most about being
a chef.

Every day, I get
to make a thousand
small decisions.

What pan to use,
how much salt,
how much flame...

And I can make
the right ones.

I can actually taste when
I make the right decisions.

Alone, none of them
can make up
for the past.

But all together...
It's a start.

Ooh.

I forgot
something.

Not the Izarra.

No. Uh...
Cr?me fraiche.
I'll be right back.

(SIGHS)

(WHISTLES)

(SPEAKS BASQUE)

Oh.

I didn't know
you had company.

Uh, Annie, this is my...

Juan. An old friend.

Hola. I'm Annie.

Hi. It's so nice
to meet you.

So, I should get
another glass.

We're celebrating.
Old acquaintances and,
uh, new friends.

No. No, no, that's okay.

No, you should try it.
I brought
a couple of cases.

It's cava.
From Catalonia.

It's really, really nice.
You'll like it.

Uh, you know,
I should leave you guys
alone to catch up.

I think that's
a good idea.

No. No, you shouldn't.
Not on my account.

Any friend of Zavier
is a friend of mine.

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING BASQUE)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Um... Sorry for the
interruption. But, uh,
I'll get your purse.

And we can continue
this lesson some
other time.

Of course.

Bye, Juan.

So nice to meet you.
Vaya con Dios, Annie.

The brother who just
got out ofjail?
Yeah?

He's not in
Bilbao anymore.

(ALARM BUZZING)

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello, Sunshine.
How's the safe house?
Feeling safe?

I now know why nobody
sleeps on a futon
after college.

Rough night's sleep, huh?

I've started making
a list of the things
I realize I need.

I need a bed.
I need a microwave.
And I need a bottle opener.

I really need
a bottle opener.

You definitely need
a bottle opener.

Where are we at
with Gorka?

Well, we're
making progress.

Garcia trailed the brothers
back to Zavier's apartment
Iast night.

Zavier left at 5:30
for the produce market.

Gorka set off about
10 minutes ago

with two unidentified men
of Spanish origin.

And it appears that
they're casing the embassy

and possible
escape routes.

Did Gorka have his
bag with him?

What bag?

Gorka had a duffel bag
when he came to
the restaurant last night.

Is it on him?

Hold on a second.

He does not have
the bag with him
in the car.

I bet it's in
Zavier's apartment.

Okay. I'm setting up
a cleaning crew to go in
and search for it now.

I can do it.
I know the layout.

No. That is a
negatory, Annie.
That is too compromising.

I'm five minutes out
and I have a way in.

Do you have
a better plan?

(SIGHS)

Do you remember me
from the other day?

Mmm-hmm.
Good.

Listen, I could really use
your help with something.

I need to get into
Mr. Etxarte's apartment.

Uh, you can call Mr. Z.
and have him give me
the okay.

It's kind of
embarrassing, actually.
I left my ring upstairs.

The ring my
husband gave me
when we got married.

Here you go.
Thanks a lot.
I'll just be a minute.

Uh, no. I'm coming
in with you, too.

Oh, Mr. Vahidi? Could
you help me, please?
My cable's out again.

I'll be right back.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Hey. Hi, Gus. Hi.
That's a good boy.

I'm in.
Roger that.

Stay on the line
until you clear
out of there.

Annie, I need you
to wrap things up in there.

Okay. Just a second.
I'm almost finished.

We've lost our
visual on Gorka.

(DOOR HANDLE RATTLING)

I found it.

Hi. Annie, right?

Right.

What are you
doing here, Annie?

I forgot my ring.
But I found it.

Does Zavier
know you're here?

I didn't want to bother him.

Yes, Zavier doesn't
Iike to be bothered.

So, it's probably
best like this.

It's embarrassing enough.
I should probably go.

Have we met before,
Annie?

Before last night?
No, I don't...
I don't think so.

I felt the same, but then,
I saw this flash of
recognition in your face.

Was I mistaken?

No, it's just, um...
You look like a friend
of mine.

Yeah?
Mmm-hmm.

Zavier mentioned you just
moved into the neighborhood.
Is that right?

Yeah.

I hear it's a pretty
dangerous neighborhood.

(BARKING)

Sorry about that.
What's going on here?
Who are you?

Any word on Gorka, yet?
Disappeared again.

I think he may
be part vapor.

The pictures you found,
by the way,
piqued everyone's interest.

Eduardo Riera Campillo.

Vice Consul of
the Spanish Embassy.

And once upon a time,
he was a magistrate

with the Audiencia
Nacional in Madrid.

Let me guess.
He ruled against
Gorka's appeal.

Even better.
He refused to hear it.

(LAUGHS)

The CNI's moving him into
a safe house temporarily.

And they've begun
to discreetly
evacuate the embassy.

And what about Zavier?

He hasn't left the restaurant
since he got back from
the market.

Does Joan want me
to go back in?

Don't know.
FBI's on point now.

Permission requested to
read Zavier Etxarte in
as a CIA asset.

No.

Why not?

Because there's a strong
possibility he's still

an active member
of a terrorist cell
and, at the very least,

has been harboring a
potentially dangerous
person of interest.

He let his brother
sleep on his couch.

Zavier's not a terrorist.
He has too much to lose.

And you've known him
for how long? Two days?

Assets need
to be vetted
much more fully.

We might not
have enough time.

Because this is rapidly
becoming a criminal matter,

I'm going to let the Bureau
handle it from here.

If you've been
disappointed with
my performance lately,

I wish you'd come out
and tell me.

What are you
talking about?

You've been dismissive
ever since I came back.

And you've run roughshod
over every objection I've
had regarding Zavier.

Before you continue,
I'd advise you to consider

where each of us
rank in the hierarchy
of this organization.

I'm sorry. I don't mean
to be disrespectful.

You're feeling down and
you're beating yourself up.
And that's okay.

I'm confident
you can work
through this.

But reading in
Zavier is not going
to make up

for you losing that package
or for how things went with
your sister.

This has nothing to do
with my sister.

Are you sure about that?

Mr. Wilcox?

Yes.

Could you come with me, please?
The DNI would like
to talk with you.

Uh, could we schedule it
for later? I have
a meeting to get to.

Deposition on the Hill.
We know already.

The DNI would like
a brief word beforehand.

Hello?

Zavier?

Annie. Hello.

I was just butchering
some meat.

(LAUGHS)

Hey.

We are the masters
of bad timing, aren't we?

Are you closed for lunch?

On Mondays, yes.
I am closed all day.

But I like to come in
by myself to think
about the menu.

You know?

I need to find
your brother.

Do you know
where Gorka is?

I know he's your
brother, Zavier.
I need to find him.

Why do you
need to find him?

Who are you?
Are you with the FBI?

I can't give you
all the details,
but trust me.

Cooperating with me
will be better for you
in the end

than every other alternative.
Do you even know
why he's here in DC?

You government goons
are really all the same,
aren't you?

He served his
sentence already.
Do you understand that?

You have no right
to hunt him down forever.

Zavier...

A couple of laughs and a
Iittle sleep-over,

and you now expect me
to betray my brother?

My brother?

I'm... I'm asking you
to do the right thing.

Get out of my restaurant.

Now.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.
Annie, where are
you right now?

Etxarte.
Kind of. Why?

We got a tip on
the safe house Gorka's
guys were holing up in.

Before the FBI could
get there, the place
had been vacated.

But they found traces
of ammonium nitrate prills
and acetone peroxide powder.

TATP?
They were building
a bomb, Annie.

Did they find any, uh,
champagne bottles?

What?
Cava bottles or labels?

Yes.

The cases of cava that
Gorka brought you.
What did you do with them?

They're behind the bar.
I thought I told you
to get out.

What do you think you're
doing? You're going
through my things now?

This is ridiculous.

I think you're paranoid.

Okay...

(BEEPING)

(GROANING)

Ah...

Go.

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

(ALARMS BLARING)

So, what happened?

Forget everything the Farm
taught you about defusing
a bomb?

I did.

Actually. I saw
that little red light
blinking, and...

There's a big gap between
theory and practice.

Well, we got lucky.
No casualties.

We're going to spin it
as a gas leak explosion.

Supposedly, it sounds
safer than a bomb.
I don't know.

They find Gorka, yet?

No.

What's going to
happen to Zavier?

We've got to find him first.
But pretty sure he's not
going to be a suspect anymore.

This was his whole life.

Well, on the bright side,
at least your sibling's
not trying to blow you up.

No. She prefers
a slower burn.

Well, in case you can't
get home so fast, here's
a safe housewarming gift.

Use it to pop your top
whenever the mood
strikes you.

Bottle opener. Cool.

If you want to practice,
we can go to AIIen's
right now.

Thank you. But what
I want right now
is peace and quiet

and a hot, hot bath.

Besides, my safe house
is right around
the corner.

Oh, come on, Annie,
you know the rules.

I know. I'm not supposed
to tell anybody where
my safe house is.

Even you?
That's right. Even me.

Well, I'm going there
right now. So, if you don't
want to know where it is,

better close
your eyes.

(GRUNTING)

Hey.

Hey!

Really.

You no-show
the deposition?

I tried to reach you.

Two hours after the fact.

Do you want to take a guess
how much of a moron
I looked like today?

You? What about me?

I'm on my way
out of the building

and I get yanked
into the DNI's office?

How the hell did
he know I was coming in?

So, what are you saying?
What, that I leaked?

Well, somebody did.

You have no idea how much
pressure they put on you
to keep quiet.

You know I can slap
a subpoena on you.
Right here.

Do it. I will
"I do not recall"
you to death.

I'll deny I told you anything.

They're going to
have my ass on this.

I'm going to make
this up you, Cam.
I promise.

I've played enough poker
with you, Jai, to know
when you're lying.

I just can't
figure out why.

(SIGHS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SHUSHING)

(LAUGHING)

I told you it was
a bad neighborhood.

Come. Let's walk.

Don't do anything
stupid now.

Go.

(SPEAKING BASQUE)

What are you doing?
Where are we going?

Well, you are our
insurance policy.

You see, it always helps
to have a hostage in case
things don't go as planned.

Now, a female CIA agent...
That's just, you know,
fantastic.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Are you really going
to try to deny it?

You know what you look
Iike to me?

You look like a girl
that's been strapped to
a car door before.

The thing is,
you're way too cool.

There you go.
There you go.
That's the spirit.

Kick the window.
See what happens.

You know,
the restaurant
was closed.

Nobody was there but Zavier.

Zavier was in the
restaurant?

I got him out
before it blew.

I don't know who your
target was, but no one
suffered. Not even a scratch.

How does it feel
to fail so spectacularly?

Who said I failed?
The restaurant was
my only target.

It was a message
to all the quemados,

"You jeopardize our cause,
and you will be
held accountable."

But your brother was...

Zavier stopped being my
brother the day he gave
me up to save his own neck.

These men right here?
They're my brothers.

It's bad enough
he betrays me,
he betrays his family...

But licking the hand
of his Spanish masters?

"Oh, is the soup too hot
for you, Mr. Ambassador?

"Maybe I should, uh,
blow on it just to get
the perfect temperature."

He's no better
than a dog.

And he should know
what it feels like to lose
everything he loves.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTS)

(SPEAKING BASQUE)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

Zavier!

I was starting a new life!
For the both of us!

ANNIE: Zavier!

(GROANS)

ANNIE: Stop! Zavier!

Stop!

Are you ready to go,
Mr. Wilcox?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Can I get you
a cup of coffee, sir?

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah. Why not?
Black. Two sugars.

Very good, sir.

They say the office
makes the man. I truly
hope that is the case.

Hey, Dad. A simple
congratulations
would suffice.

Three days ago, you have
one foot out the door.

Now, you're majordomo
of a brand new initiative
reporting directly to the DNI.

Bureaucracy has never
worked that fast before.

It was a surprise
to me, as well.

Do you know how many
strings I had to pull to
get you this promotion?

I can't imagine.

AII of them.

That's how many.

I hadn't realized just
how low your star had
fallen around here.

I'm a Wilcox.
For better or worse.

The hell you are.
You say you have a code.
A conscience.

Yet, all it takes is
a room with a view
for you to chuck it away.

I'd rather you stand on
principle and feed me
to the wolves

than waver so easily.

At least I'd know
the measure of you.

You are the most
selfish bastard I know.

AII my life, the only time
you have ever done
anything for anyone

is if it was in
your own self-interest.

I needed to
get out from
under Arthur's thumb.

And I had to make sure that
you were properly motivated
to pull your strings.

How did you know
I'd get word of
your deposition?

I learned from the best.

You're playing
a dangerous game
here, son.

Keep it up.

I like it.

Oh!

Oh, sorry. I thought
I heard you up here.

Um... I'm just clearing
out my stuff.

I got your message
the other night. Don't worry.

It's just going to
take me a few trips.

Okay, I'll leave
you to it then.

Um, I... I spent so much
time and energy trying
to tell you why

I did what I did
that I never said
I'm sorry.

And I'm sorry.

You're my sister and
my best friend.

And you don't deserve
to be treated like that.

If you can only
carry one box...

Take this one.

This is stuff you're
really going to need.

Thank you.

Hmm. Yeah. And, uh,
you know, about
the other ones...

There's no rush.

I thought you were
trying to rent it out.

Yeah, no, I am.
Um, but... I'm...
I'm not in a hurry.

It's hard to find
the right person.