NCIS: New Orleans (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 13 - The Walking Dead - full transcript
A Naval therapist goes to Pride and tells him that while he was running he collapse. He was taken to a hospital where they said he was poisoned with Polonium. Pride investigates and learns that he deemed a man who was with the Coast Guard as unfit for duty which led to his being booted out. So they call Borin who comes because the man has been a person of interest for some time. But when they clear him, they look deeper. They learn the therapist and his brother were in dispute over some family land and the one who wants to buy it has access to Polonium. So they wonder could the brother have poisoned him to get the land.
Really?
Ugh.
What the hell?
You were half a block
behind me on Dumaine.
Which is why I cut
through Armstrong Park.
Looks like I win.
Looks like
you cheated.
All in how you look at it.
We said last one
to the steps buys breakfast.
I'm thinking--
Toast on Laurel Street.
Later.
Training for distance,
stamina-- not speed.
It's about bacon
at the moment.
I'm going another
five miles.
Double or nothing,
no cheating.
I will outlast you to Audubon
Park if it doesn't kill us both.
Hey.
You okay?
I just need to...
Gabriel.
Hey, you all right?
Gabe.
Yes, I need an ambulance
at the steps at Jackson Square.
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Telling you, Lasalle.
Jumping out of a plane--
you got to try it.
12,500 feet,
nothing but air.
Oh, it's tempting.
Wait, skydiving?
Mike and Kieran are going
with some SEAL buddies.
Let us know, Lasalle.
You got it, fellas.
I'm surprised
you've never been.
I just never got
around to it.
Plus, I got this vague
fear of heights.
Well, it's not the height
you should be afraid of,
it's the ground.
Well, that's
my point.
Skydiving sounds fun,
but sky-crashing-- not so much.
Who's going
skydiving?
Lasalle has
height issues.
I said vague height issues.
Must do, Christopher.
Seeing the world
from up there gives you
a whole nother perspective.
Besides,
whatever doesn't kill you
makes you stronger.
Lieutenant Commander Lin.
- Dwayne.
- Thank you, Roy.
I hope that you don't mind me
showing up unannounced.
Of course not.
Agent Brody,
Lieutenant Commander Lin.
Nice to meet you.
Chief naval therapist
out of the facility
at Belle Chasse.
So, what's with the gray
hair, old friend?
What gray hair?
How you doing?
Could we talk
in private?
Yeah, sure, come on.
Uh, you still running?
Oh, I get in a couple of miles
every other day or so. You?
Good, good. Uh,
55 miles a week.
Come on.
Yeah.
I was gonna run the
Rouge-Orleans Ultra,
but, uh, I collapsed
11 days ago.
Nothing like that ever
happened to me before.
I was rushed to the hospital,
they did all
these tests,
they couldn't figure
out what was going on.
And then, uh,
they discover
that I have unusually high
levels of radiation in my body.
Polonium-210.
Wait, is-isn't
that...
that what was used to kill
Alexander Litvinenko?
Yeah, the ex-KGB spy.
And, if you believe it,
Yasser Arafat.
250,000 times more toxic
than hydrogen cyanide.
So...
There's no cure.
Dwayne, I think
I've been poisoned.
So I'm here today to
ask you for a favor.
Find your killer
before it's too late.
We are so sorry.
Well, I appreciate that, ma'am,
but I don't need sympathy.
I need answers.
And the first thing I should
say is I'm not contagious.
The only way you can get
sick is to ingest it.
Which means,
if you were actually poisoned,
whoever did this had
direct access to you.
Uh, yeah, so
I made a list.
Of patients, current and former.
A colleague whose
thesis I ripped apart
during my peer
review days.
As for
your personal life,
is there anyone
we should be looking at?
Well, that suggests
that I have a personal life.
I've got office hours 9:00
to 7:00, seminars at night.
Writing a book.
You need to give us everything.
Any suspicion.
Yeah.
The wider the net, the more
likely we can hit upon a lead.
Sure.
Do you know what scares me?
I consider myself to be a
really good judge of character.
That's what I do.
But nobody I can think of
is capable of...
...this.
Okay, we're on it.
Start with the list, huh?
We'll run down
the names.
See if we can find anyone
who has access to polonium.
Appreciate it.
Thank you both.
As for the first part,
the access part,
see if we can't
figure out the where
and when this
happened.
As for the where,
well...
you need to give us a record
of everywhere you frequently go.
Okay.
And as for the when,
let's go see an
old friend.
What we're doing is testing
your organ functions.
By comparing them
with the decay
typically associated
with polonium exposure,
we'll be able to determine
when the poisoning occurred.
Can release
your hand now.
So what is this process?
What is this process?
Yeah, does it
have a name?
Oh, would you
hold still, please?
Stall by answering my question
with a question.
Avoid eye contact, try
to change the subject
by refocusing
on the examination.
What is it you don't
want to tell me?
What we are performing here
is called a live autopsy.
Yes, I can see why
that would be uncomfortable.
This might be
a little cold.
Let me ask you
something.
How does this illness progress?
Your doctors haven't told you?
I really didn't ask.
The, uh, first few days
were such a whirlwind
that there was so much
information being spit at me.
Radiation levels,
mortality rates.
I didn't hear much
of what was said.
And then when it finally
started to sink in, I...
I really didn't want to know.
Denial.
It's good for the patients.
It's great
for the therapist, too.
So you want to know now?
No, I don't want to know now.
But I think I should.
There will be migraines,
nausea, extreme pain.
In about a week, you will
start to lose your hair.
And over the course
of the next week or so,
all your major organs
will begin to shut down.
And then I die?
I liked it better
when I was in denial.
You have anyone
who can help you out?
Take care of you?
I've got
some good friends.
And you got a
brother, yes?
An older brother,
Cam.
We haven't been
close recently.
Um, you know, we're
kind of at odds.
Dad died
a few months back.
Cancer.
Sorry, I didn't...
Cam took care of him when
I was stationed in Afghanistan.
And he thinks I didn't
do enough to help.
We haven't talked
in two months.
Uh, and I have to
ask then, if...
Should your brother have been
on that list that you gave us?
No, no, Cam didn't
do this.
Remember what
you told me?
Years ago.
About what you discovered
about your father.
I've said a lot of things.
You said knowing the truth
about your family
and knowing what to do with that
truth are two different things.
My brother can be
a very difficult man,
but he is not
a killer.
That I know.
Some people have
a bucket list,
I have
a bucket binder.
You mean, literally,
a binder.
Yeah, 983 different activities.
Let's see...
Journey past
the Pinwheel Galaxy,
solve the Pollock octahedral
numbers conjecture,
and, of course, beat Contra
without the up-up-down-down,
left-right-left-right-
B-A-start cheat code.
Which might be
the toughest thing on here.
"Visit Utah"?
Yeah, you know,
it's just...
it's so square,
but then there's this tiny
extra rectangle piece
right at the top.
What's the deal
with that thing?
Polonium-210?
Polonium-210,
yes, great point.
So, it's made
by nuclear reactors,
but it has numerous
industrial capabilities.
And even though it's been used
in government assassinations,
it's not just available
to Big Brother.
Which is why
I have this...
home-brewed Po-Po.
How did you...?
Oh, well, this
anti-static fan,
it's, uh, designed to reduce
imbalanced electrical charges.
It uses 31,500 microcuries
of polonium
as a power source.
That's ten lethal doses.
With proper lab experience,
you can purchase a fan
like this online
and extract the
polonium yourself.
I got it! I got it!
Oh, you seriously need
supervision.
Okay, now we know
what polonium is.
How do we find out
where Dr. Lin was poisoned?
A Geiger counter.
This puppy will clickety-clack
whenever it's near the stuff.
Look at this.
How long is it detectable?
Well, polonium's not
the kind of thing
you just wash off
with Ajax and bleach.
It hangs around.
Okay.
We'll get this back to you
before the Utah trip.
All right. Mm-hmm.
Thanks, Sebastian.
Provo or bust!
Agent Brody.
Dr. Wilkins.
You're in New Orleans?
I got reassigned
from South Carolina.
Been seeing patients out
of this office for three weeks,
and then, well,
what happened with Dr. Lin.
I've had to cancel
all my clients.
Is it safe?
No signs of polonium.
Crazy.
I haven't even gotten settled,
and one of my colleagues
is being poisoned.
Hey, uh,
I was thinking
of calling you.
I would love to pick the brain
of another recent transplant.
Okay, sure.
Great.
Agent Lasalle.
How you doing, Doc?
Good, thank you.
Well,
uh, back to the salt mines,
I guess.
The room is clear.
Why are you so smiley?
I'm not smiling.
Oh, yeah, you're smiley.
That's just my face, Lasalle.
Well, you might have
a medical condition, Brody.
I'll get it checked out.
Found this in Lin's files.
Dominick Cole,
former patient of Gabriel's.
Dominick was a gunner's
mate for the coast guard.
Chemicals and
weapons specialist
who broke bad after
two tours in Afghanistan
and went full Unabomber.
Brilliant but unstable.
Paranoid and anti-government.
His C.O. sends him in
for a psych eval.
ere he meets Dr. Lin,
who's navy?
Yeah, the coast guard
doesn't have its own psych team,
so they Bogart the navy's.
According to the file,
Dr. Lin recommended
his discharge.
Didn't sit too well
with Dominick.
Polonium connection.
About a month ago, he got
himself on a watch list
after he purchased polonium-
making materials online.
Got an address?
Guy's off the gridsy.
Wait, this guy was
coast guard, right?
Yep.
Admit it, you guys got
a little teary when I left.
Made up this whole polonium case
just so you could have me back.
We have been crying
ourselves to sleep.
Didn't know what
to do without you.
Good to see you again,
Agent Borin.
You got something for us?
Yeah, like I told Agent Brody,
we've been monitoring
Dominick Cole
since he left the coast guard.
Now, here, his last
known whereabouts
are near the Industrial Canal
east of the Lower Nine.
Let's pay him a visit.
I know you didn't fly
all the way down here
just to give us an address.
No, I flew all the way
back down here
because we've been waiting
for Dominick to screw up
so we could get
our hands on him.
Our case, our hands.
You just watch.
I like to watch.
Easy, everybody.
On my lead.
There he is. Christopher,
side door. Borin, with me.
Dominick Cole, NCIS.
Open up.
He's running!
Guys, get out!
Bomb!
Go, go, go!
Damn it!
Brody, we'll take his tail.
You cut him off.
Let's go.
We're right behind him.
Brody, where are you?
On the south side.
We're coming around.
It's a dead end
around that corner.
Stay on him.
We got him.
Federal agents!
Here we go again.
Go, go!
Where's he going?
Back of the plant.
On our way!
Go left.
Stay down! Don't move!
Hands where we can see.
Easy.
Get against the car.
Turn around.
Hey, Dominick.
Pleasure to finally meet you.
I don't think
the feeling's mutual.
Dominick.
Buddy.
What do you have to say
for yourself?
And might I suggest
you start
with the word "polonium."
Mm.
Whistling "Dixie." Cute.
But you realize the phrase
"whistling 'Dixie'"
actually means to engage
in unrealistic fantasies.
Like the fantasy
that you're
not gonna spend
the rest of your life
in a six-by-eight cell.
Dominick.
We found traces of polonium
on your property.
You laced your barbed wire fence
with that stuff.
That's pretty nasty.
You mix up another batch
of that?
Use it to poison Dr. Lin?
♪ Crazy for feeling so lonely. ♪
Good whistling.
I think
a more appropriate choice
would be...
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♪ I fought the law ♪
♪ And the law won. ♪
Ow!
Enough!
I'm sorry, did you want
to say something?
Dr. Lin was supposed
to make me better.
Instead, he took away my job.
My livelihood.
I'm glad he's dying,
but if I'd done it,
he'd be
in a million crappy pieces.
Dominick Cole may be
angry as all hell,
but he's not
behind the polonium.
Are you sure?
Put your trust
in the periodic table.
Polonium has isotopic impurities
which gives each sample
its own uniquely
identifiable fingerprint.
And the polonium you found
at Dominick's
has a completely different
isotopic structure
than the samples
from Gabriel's body.
They don't match.
That said,
I've completed my diagnostics
on Gabriel's
organ functions,
and I've determined
when the poisoning occurred--
approximately 15 days ago.
The 27th.
Which means...
Find out where he was that day,
and we'll know
where he was poisoned.
Uh, Dwayne, something else.
I made an additional finding.
With Gabriel's kidneys and liver
deteriorating at these rates,
I'm able to approximate
when his body
will succumb to the poison.
The day he'll die.
If it were me, I'd like to know.
So, did you look at it?
Not my place.
You know, the analytical
part of me wants to know.
It's the first
step of coping.
But...
Knowing the date...
Makes it real.
So, how's the investigation?
We've determined
you were poisoned
on the 27th of last month.
That was a Tuesday.
Thanks.
Where were you?
Uh...
Uh, well, I was at
my father's loft in the Quarter.
We haven't sold it yet.
Had dinner in the area,
and I had a few drinks,
so I didn't want to drive home.
I'm gonna need the address.
And the restaurant, too.
The loft is on Decatur, 600.
And the restaurant is Irene's
on St. Philip.
Who were you with?
It was just myself.
Okay.
Dwayne.
Just look at it.
Why?
So you can know the deadline
to find out who did this to me.
14 days is how long Dr. Lin has.
Say it's you.
You got two weeks.
336 hours.
A little over 20,000 minutes.
Look at you, Rain Man.
Seriously, though,
what would you do?
Gather my family.
Mom, brother and sister.
Watch a Bama game.
Spend as much time
with them as I could.
Yeah, that's it?
No last great adventure?
If want to do
something, I do it.
Spend every day
like you got two weeks left.
How about you?
I'm doing it.
Searching for polonium?
No, spending time
with good people
in a gorgeous New Orleans loft.
And yeah, searching for
deadly nuclear material.
What can I say, Lasalle?
Catching baddies,
it curls my toes.
Guys.
Got something.
Killer injects
polonium into the tube.
Gabriel brushes his teeth
sometime that Tuesday.
Then... Wango Tango.
How do you normally respond
when he says stuff like that?
Smile and nod.
That's not entirely true.
Sometimes you just look
at me like I'm an alien.
Which I guess I don't
completely rule out.
Anyway, uh, what's
cool is, by taking
the polonium from Gabriel's
tissues and the sample
from the toothpaste, I've been
able to draw some conclusions.
The first-- neither one came
from an anti-static fan,
but rather straight
from the source.
A nuclear reactor?
Yeah, I can't tell you
exactly which one just yet.
We have less than
a hundred microcuries.
That's not enough
to pinpoint its origin...
"Microcuries"?
It's a measurement of
radioactivity. But I contacted
a physicist friend of mine,
and, uh, given its
chemical signature,
it could only come
from a facility that has, uh,
radiopharmaceutical
capabilities.
There's only a few of those
in the whole United States.
I don't care what planet you're
from. I'm totally into it.
Don't encourage him. Let's go.
Thank you.
I'm sorry! I thought
I'd be here sooner.
But my mile time's
40 seconds slower.
It's okay.
You have something?
Why didn't you tell me
you and your brother Cam
were involved in a land dispute?
Your father's land in Taiwan?
Cam's suing you for it?
It's sentimental.
It's not worth anything.
Sure about that?
Couple of things.
When you told me
about your brother,
sorry, but I had my
people look into him.
We found the lawsuit...
and interest from a company--
Omnicore Development.
And your father's
property sits
smack-dab in the
middle of an area
that they're developing.
Land value has
increased exponentially.
Well, I did not know that.
I'm betting your brother did.
Also...
we've narrowed down where the
polonium was manufactured.
Yeah.
One of the reactors
has contracts with
an oil company.
Polonium powers their drills.
USP Oil?
Where Cam works.
What are you saying?
I'm saying
we need to pay a visit
to your brother.
Poisoned?
Is this some kind of scam
because of the land thing?!
You've known me my whole life.
Do you think that I would
make up that I was dying?
- You don't look sick to me.
- Honey, please.
A few things need
to be cleared up.
First... where were
you on the 27th?
It was a Tuesday.
Tuesday. I was...
at the office,
in and out of meetings.
Can anyone verify
your whereabouts?
The whole day?!
This is absurd.
No...
what is absurd is you not
telling me that there was
a developer interested
in Dad's land
because the property value's
gone way up!
I didn't know, Gabe!
You expect me to believe that?!
You are brothers! Stop this!
Stay out of it, Dawn!
This isn't coming
out of the blue.
You have a key
to your father's loft.
You have access to polonium.
This is beneath you.
You really want Dad's land?
Maybe you should've been there
as he was lying in bed dying!
I was halfway
around the world...
...serving my country.
- Geez!
- Oh, God.
Can you give me something
for under his head?
Yeah.
Come on. That's it.
Thank you. Okay.
You all right?
Gabe.
Hey, hey, just breathe.
I was, I'm just a little dizzy.
He's really dying?
Yes, he is.
We'll need to search
your house for polonium.
Based on what?
I haven't been anywhere
near my brother
or my father's loft
since my dad died.
We checked your financials.
You're cash-strapped.
You lost $600,000
in the stock market last year.
That is a really big hit.
Price of the land
in White Sand Bay
has increased by 700%
in the last six months.
I'm telling you
I had no idea.
I never talked to this Omnicore.
Well, with your brother dead,
that land is yours outright.
And if I did poison him,
wouldn't it be pretty stupid
to do it when we're
in the middle of a lawsuit?
Or you count on us
thinking just that,
and hope we can't trace
the poison to you.
My brother...
he thinks I did this?
It's not important
what he believes.
It is to me.
You want access to my house,
get a warrant.
And tell my brother if he thinks
I'm capable of this,
he doesn't have a clue
who I really am.
You know, he was the runner
when we were younger.
I used to wake up
at 5:00 a.m.
and wait outside his door,
and beg him to take me
to train with him.
And then in high school
I kept going and he stopped.
When was the last time
you ran together?
I can't remember.
Do you believe him?
Do you?
I don't know what I believe
about anything anymore.
What do we got?
Brody and Borin are
working on getting
a warrant for Cam's house.
In the meantime, I found out
the Omnicore
development project?
It's worth $300 million.
That's a chunk of change.
Omnicore is building
condos on two miles
of pristine
beachfront property.
And the Lin's family's land?
It's right smack-dab
in the middle.
So, without the Lin's property?
Project goes nowhere.
Can we tie Omnicore to Cam?
They've got offices in the
Central Business District.
Got to believe they've
reached out at some point.
I'll drive.
Cam Lin?
Never heard of him.
Sure about that,
Mr. Zarate?
He and his brother Gabriel
have property in Taiwan
that appears to be very
important to your company.
I wouldn't know.
Development is below
my pay grade.
I'm more of a big picture guy.
Then how about
putting us in touch
with the little picture guys
who can tell us if your company
and Mr. Lin have had contact.
I'm not inclined nor compelled
to discuss current projects.
Even if it involves
a murder investigation?
We were cleared of that.
Local officials in Sochi
who were shot?
Nothing more
than trumped up charges
by the Russian government out
to make an American company
look ruthless.
That's... that's not
what you're here about?
It is now.
My lawyers will
take it from here.
Agent Brody?
Hey. What's going on?
Uh, I spoke to Dr. Lin.
He said you were looking
into his brother Cam?
I saw him.
A couple weeks ago.
I was leaving the building
and Cam was
just parked outside our office.
I didn't know
if that was important.
It is. Thank you.
You could've just
called with that.
Yeah, but then wouldn't
have had the opportunity
to follow up on that coffee idea.
Well, you-you've got
my number
from the Neville case.
You let me know?
Yeah. Sure.
Good.
Just spoke with Cam's supervisor
at USP.
Sorry, am I interrupting?
No.
I was just leaving.
Cam supervises maintenance
of the drills.
That gives him
direct access to polonium.
And he lied about not being
anywhere near Dr. Lin.
Should be pretty easy
to get a warrant now.
I'll double back with the judge.
You call Pride.
You got it.
That guy was cute.
I guess.
Is he your boyfriend?
Is he gay?
I don't think so.
Okay, so...
what's the problem?
I don't date.
Neither do I,
but that shouldn't stop you
from having a little fun.
Okay, let's just say
I have, um...
relationship issues.
Don't we all.
Okay, then you get it.
Sometimes you just...
you know, you need to...
keep your distance.
Yeah, until...
one day someone doses you
with polonium
and you're wondering what
the hell you were running from.
It's just funny how
you didn't mention
you went to your
brother's office.
I never went inside.
Never saw him.
So why'd you go there?
Talk about
the lawsuit.
I thought we could
maybe work it out.
But I had second
thoughts, so I left.
How long is this all
gonna take, anyway?
Long as it takes.
Nothing upstairs.
There's a garage out back.
I'll check that.
- DeGeorge, huh?
- Oh.
Yeah, my father.
He owns a plastics company.
He sends me these things.
Wants me to know
the products.
That sounds exciting.
Yeah, you know that line
from The Graduate?
"Plastics"?
My life.
Um...
Ms. Lin, I...
Do you really think
my husband
could do this?
I'm gonna need you to
go back in the house.
Where you going?
To get a drink of water.
That a problem?
Wait!
What's going on?
Bingo.
God, if I had one sip...
If either of us had a sip...
Um, how is it...
how is it possible
for someone to gain
access to our water?
Where's it kept?
When's it delivered?
They're delivered
every two weeks.
They sit outside the house.
King.
I need you outside.
Stay here, please.
Oh, God.
It's gonna be okay.
Neighbor's security camera
caught a piece
of the Lin's driveway.
There. See that car?
Got the license plate,
but not a driver.
Already ran it.
Belongs to an employee
of Omnicore Development.
Omnicore's been to the house.
Sebastian.
All right, get a 20 on Zarate.
Call the judge,
get more warrants.
See if we can't tie
polonium to Omnicore.
You got it.
Everything all right, Sebastian?
Things are more than all right,
Agent Pride.
Things are actually
very exciting.
I had to take a moment
and calm myself
until we could speak.
Well, I'm here now,
so speak.
Okay.
This is the polonium
that I extracted
from the toothpaste,
and this is
the polonium
from the water bottle
that you had sent over.
There's significantly more.
Which allowed me to isolate
its distinct energy signature.
It was produced by
the South River Nuclear
Generating Station,
and they only have one
polonium-210 client.
Omnicore.
Incorrect.
Then who?
Ms. Lin. How we doing?
Fine.
Got a Prius
registered in your name.
Is this a rental?
Yeah, mine's having issues.
Issues like what?
It's not discreet enough
to transport
radioactive material?
Mind if we take a look?
Sure, but...
Step aside, please.
I don't... I don't know...
What we're talking about?
We hear that a lot.
Ms. Lin...
as it turns out,
the polonium
we found at your house
was only sold to one company:
DeGeorge Plastics.
Plastics.
Got her.
Omnicore came by your house.
Offered you a big
payday for the land.
Chance to change your life.
Poisoned your brother-in-law
so you wouldn't have
to split the sale.
Once we started
looking at Cam,
you realized
he'd contact Omnicore,
figure out
you were behind it.
Two birds,
one radioactive stone.
I thought marrying Cam
would mean
I wouldn't have to live at
the beck and call of my father,
and then Cam makes all these
crappy investments, and...
right back to where I started.
I think you've dropped
a few rungs.
My kind of coffee.
Kind of tastes
like mud.
Not if you add
a little bourbon to it.
Off to Virginia?
For now.
I've been thinking about
your friend, the, uh, doctor.
Really makes one wonder.
About?
Professional roads
not taken.
I love
the United States Coast Guard,
and I love being out
on the high seas,
but every
now and again,
I think...
what if I did
something different?
Like what?
I'm told that
with eight weeks' training
I could transfer
from CGIS to NCIS.
In Washington? With Gibbs?
More like anywhere I can get
a crappy cup of coffee
I can spike with bourbon.
Till next time, okay?
You ready for this, Lasalle?
It's on like Donkey Kong.
Skydiving.
I'll meet you guys out there.
You're really going for it.
Yeah.
You know, why put off
till tomorrow
what you can do today?
Ain't that the truth.
Wish me luck.
Don't hit the ground, Lasalle.
I'll do my best not to.
♪ ♪
You've
reached Dr. Samuel Wilkins.
Leave a message and
I'll get back to you.
So...
About that coffee.
♪ Heart on the run ♪
♪ Keeps a hand on a gun ♪
♪ Can't trust anyone ♪
♪ I was so sure ♪
♪ What I needed was more... ♪
How you doing?
That my wife could do this...
How do you...
does someone even process
something like that?
Well, at least you got
a good therapist in the family.
Why, thank you very much.
You are more than welcome.
It's beautiful here, isn't it?
It's my favorite place
to run in the city, right here.
It reminds me
of Dad's land,
in Taiwan.
It's...
this beautiful
stretch of beach.
Water crystal clear.
Feels like...
warm silk on your skin.
Wish we had the time
to go there.
So I guess this is good-bye.
Go.
Run.
♪ Cover me up ♪
♪ And know you're enough... ♪
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@elder_man
Ugh.
What the hell?
You were half a block
behind me on Dumaine.
Which is why I cut
through Armstrong Park.
Looks like I win.
Looks like
you cheated.
All in how you look at it.
We said last one
to the steps buys breakfast.
I'm thinking--
Toast on Laurel Street.
Later.
Training for distance,
stamina-- not speed.
It's about bacon
at the moment.
I'm going another
five miles.
Double or nothing,
no cheating.
I will outlast you to Audubon
Park if it doesn't kill us both.
Hey.
You okay?
I just need to...
Gabriel.
Hey, you all right?
Gabe.
Yes, I need an ambulance
at the steps at Jackson Square.
♪ NCIS:New Orleans 1x13 ♪
The Walking Dead
Original Air Date on February 3, 2015
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
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@elder_man
Telling you, Lasalle.
Jumping out of a plane--
you got to try it.
12,500 feet,
nothing but air.
Oh, it's tempting.
Wait, skydiving?
Mike and Kieran are going
with some SEAL buddies.
Let us know, Lasalle.
You got it, fellas.
I'm surprised
you've never been.
I just never got
around to it.
Plus, I got this vague
fear of heights.
Well, it's not the height
you should be afraid of,
it's the ground.
Well, that's
my point.
Skydiving sounds fun,
but sky-crashing-- not so much.
Who's going
skydiving?
Lasalle has
height issues.
I said vague height issues.
Must do, Christopher.
Seeing the world
from up there gives you
a whole nother perspective.
Besides,
whatever doesn't kill you
makes you stronger.
Lieutenant Commander Lin.
- Dwayne.
- Thank you, Roy.
I hope that you don't mind me
showing up unannounced.
Of course not.
Agent Brody,
Lieutenant Commander Lin.
Nice to meet you.
Chief naval therapist
out of the facility
at Belle Chasse.
So, what's with the gray
hair, old friend?
What gray hair?
How you doing?
Could we talk
in private?
Yeah, sure, come on.
Uh, you still running?
Oh, I get in a couple of miles
every other day or so. You?
Good, good. Uh,
55 miles a week.
Come on.
Yeah.
I was gonna run the
Rouge-Orleans Ultra,
but, uh, I collapsed
11 days ago.
Nothing like that ever
happened to me before.
I was rushed to the hospital,
they did all
these tests,
they couldn't figure
out what was going on.
And then, uh,
they discover
that I have unusually high
levels of radiation in my body.
Polonium-210.
Wait, is-isn't
that...
that what was used to kill
Alexander Litvinenko?
Yeah, the ex-KGB spy.
And, if you believe it,
Yasser Arafat.
250,000 times more toxic
than hydrogen cyanide.
So...
There's no cure.
Dwayne, I think
I've been poisoned.
So I'm here today to
ask you for a favor.
Find your killer
before it's too late.
We are so sorry.
Well, I appreciate that, ma'am,
but I don't need sympathy.
I need answers.
And the first thing I should
say is I'm not contagious.
The only way you can get
sick is to ingest it.
Which means,
if you were actually poisoned,
whoever did this had
direct access to you.
Uh, yeah, so
I made a list.
Of patients, current and former.
A colleague whose
thesis I ripped apart
during my peer
review days.
As for
your personal life,
is there anyone
we should be looking at?
Well, that suggests
that I have a personal life.
I've got office hours 9:00
to 7:00, seminars at night.
Writing a book.
You need to give us everything.
Any suspicion.
Yeah.
The wider the net, the more
likely we can hit upon a lead.
Sure.
Do you know what scares me?
I consider myself to be a
really good judge of character.
That's what I do.
But nobody I can think of
is capable of...
...this.
Okay, we're on it.
Start with the list, huh?
We'll run down
the names.
See if we can find anyone
who has access to polonium.
Appreciate it.
Thank you both.
As for the first part,
the access part,
see if we can't
figure out the where
and when this
happened.
As for the where,
well...
you need to give us a record
of everywhere you frequently go.
Okay.
And as for the when,
let's go see an
old friend.
What we're doing is testing
your organ functions.
By comparing them
with the decay
typically associated
with polonium exposure,
we'll be able to determine
when the poisoning occurred.
Can release
your hand now.
So what is this process?
What is this process?
Yeah, does it
have a name?
Oh, would you
hold still, please?
Stall by answering my question
with a question.
Avoid eye contact, try
to change the subject
by refocusing
on the examination.
What is it you don't
want to tell me?
What we are performing here
is called a live autopsy.
Yes, I can see why
that would be uncomfortable.
This might be
a little cold.
Let me ask you
something.
How does this illness progress?
Your doctors haven't told you?
I really didn't ask.
The, uh, first few days
were such a whirlwind
that there was so much
information being spit at me.
Radiation levels,
mortality rates.
I didn't hear much
of what was said.
And then when it finally
started to sink in, I...
I really didn't want to know.
Denial.
It's good for the patients.
It's great
for the therapist, too.
So you want to know now?
No, I don't want to know now.
But I think I should.
There will be migraines,
nausea, extreme pain.
In about a week, you will
start to lose your hair.
And over the course
of the next week or so,
all your major organs
will begin to shut down.
And then I die?
I liked it better
when I was in denial.
You have anyone
who can help you out?
Take care of you?
I've got
some good friends.
And you got a
brother, yes?
An older brother,
Cam.
We haven't been
close recently.
Um, you know, we're
kind of at odds.
Dad died
a few months back.
Cancer.
Sorry, I didn't...
Cam took care of him when
I was stationed in Afghanistan.
And he thinks I didn't
do enough to help.
We haven't talked
in two months.
Uh, and I have to
ask then, if...
Should your brother have been
on that list that you gave us?
No, no, Cam didn't
do this.
Remember what
you told me?
Years ago.
About what you discovered
about your father.
I've said a lot of things.
You said knowing the truth
about your family
and knowing what to do with that
truth are two different things.
My brother can be
a very difficult man,
but he is not
a killer.
That I know.
Some people have
a bucket list,
I have
a bucket binder.
You mean, literally,
a binder.
Yeah, 983 different activities.
Let's see...
Journey past
the Pinwheel Galaxy,
solve the Pollock octahedral
numbers conjecture,
and, of course, beat Contra
without the up-up-down-down,
left-right-left-right-
B-A-start cheat code.
Which might be
the toughest thing on here.
"Visit Utah"?
Yeah, you know,
it's just...
it's so square,
but then there's this tiny
extra rectangle piece
right at the top.
What's the deal
with that thing?
Polonium-210?
Polonium-210,
yes, great point.
So, it's made
by nuclear reactors,
but it has numerous
industrial capabilities.
And even though it's been used
in government assassinations,
it's not just available
to Big Brother.
Which is why
I have this...
home-brewed Po-Po.
How did you...?
Oh, well, this
anti-static fan,
it's, uh, designed to reduce
imbalanced electrical charges.
It uses 31,500 microcuries
of polonium
as a power source.
That's ten lethal doses.
With proper lab experience,
you can purchase a fan
like this online
and extract the
polonium yourself.
I got it! I got it!
Oh, you seriously need
supervision.
Okay, now we know
what polonium is.
How do we find out
where Dr. Lin was poisoned?
A Geiger counter.
This puppy will clickety-clack
whenever it's near the stuff.
Look at this.
How long is it detectable?
Well, polonium's not
the kind of thing
you just wash off
with Ajax and bleach.
It hangs around.
Okay.
We'll get this back to you
before the Utah trip.
All right. Mm-hmm.
Thanks, Sebastian.
Provo or bust!
Agent Brody.
Dr. Wilkins.
You're in New Orleans?
I got reassigned
from South Carolina.
Been seeing patients out
of this office for three weeks,
and then, well,
what happened with Dr. Lin.
I've had to cancel
all my clients.
Is it safe?
No signs of polonium.
Crazy.
I haven't even gotten settled,
and one of my colleagues
is being poisoned.
Hey, uh,
I was thinking
of calling you.
I would love to pick the brain
of another recent transplant.
Okay, sure.
Great.
Agent Lasalle.
How you doing, Doc?
Good, thank you.
Well,
uh, back to the salt mines,
I guess.
The room is clear.
Why are you so smiley?
I'm not smiling.
Oh, yeah, you're smiley.
That's just my face, Lasalle.
Well, you might have
a medical condition, Brody.
I'll get it checked out.
Found this in Lin's files.
Dominick Cole,
former patient of Gabriel's.
Dominick was a gunner's
mate for the coast guard.
Chemicals and
weapons specialist
who broke bad after
two tours in Afghanistan
and went full Unabomber.
Brilliant but unstable.
Paranoid and anti-government.
His C.O. sends him in
for a psych eval.
ere he meets Dr. Lin,
who's navy?
Yeah, the coast guard
doesn't have its own psych team,
so they Bogart the navy's.
According to the file,
Dr. Lin recommended
his discharge.
Didn't sit too well
with Dominick.
Polonium connection.
About a month ago, he got
himself on a watch list
after he purchased polonium-
making materials online.
Got an address?
Guy's off the gridsy.
Wait, this guy was
coast guard, right?
Yep.
Admit it, you guys got
a little teary when I left.
Made up this whole polonium case
just so you could have me back.
We have been crying
ourselves to sleep.
Didn't know what
to do without you.
Good to see you again,
Agent Borin.
You got something for us?
Yeah, like I told Agent Brody,
we've been monitoring
Dominick Cole
since he left the coast guard.
Now, here, his last
known whereabouts
are near the Industrial Canal
east of the Lower Nine.
Let's pay him a visit.
I know you didn't fly
all the way down here
just to give us an address.
No, I flew all the way
back down here
because we've been waiting
for Dominick to screw up
so we could get
our hands on him.
Our case, our hands.
You just watch.
I like to watch.
Easy, everybody.
On my lead.
There he is. Christopher,
side door. Borin, with me.
Dominick Cole, NCIS.
Open up.
He's running!
Guys, get out!
Bomb!
Go, go, go!
Damn it!
Brody, we'll take his tail.
You cut him off.
Let's go.
We're right behind him.
Brody, where are you?
On the south side.
We're coming around.
It's a dead end
around that corner.
Stay on him.
We got him.
Federal agents!
Here we go again.
Go, go!
Where's he going?
Back of the plant.
On our way!
Go left.
Stay down! Don't move!
Hands where we can see.
Easy.
Get against the car.
Turn around.
Hey, Dominick.
Pleasure to finally meet you.
I don't think
the feeling's mutual.
Dominick.
Buddy.
What do you have to say
for yourself?
And might I suggest
you start
with the word "polonium."
Mm.
Whistling "Dixie." Cute.
But you realize the phrase
"whistling 'Dixie'"
actually means to engage
in unrealistic fantasies.
Like the fantasy
that you're
not gonna spend
the rest of your life
in a six-by-eight cell.
Dominick.
We found traces of polonium
on your property.
You laced your barbed wire fence
with that stuff.
That's pretty nasty.
You mix up another batch
of that?
Use it to poison Dr. Lin?
♪ Crazy for feeling so lonely. ♪
Good whistling.
I think
a more appropriate choice
would be...
♪ The law won ♪
♪ I fought the law ♪
♪ And the law won. ♪
Ow!
Enough!
I'm sorry, did you want
to say something?
Dr. Lin was supposed
to make me better.
Instead, he took away my job.
My livelihood.
I'm glad he's dying,
but if I'd done it,
he'd be
in a million crappy pieces.
Dominick Cole may be
angry as all hell,
but he's not
behind the polonium.
Are you sure?
Put your trust
in the periodic table.
Polonium has isotopic impurities
which gives each sample
its own uniquely
identifiable fingerprint.
And the polonium you found
at Dominick's
has a completely different
isotopic structure
than the samples
from Gabriel's body.
They don't match.
That said,
I've completed my diagnostics
on Gabriel's
organ functions,
and I've determined
when the poisoning occurred--
approximately 15 days ago.
The 27th.
Which means...
Find out where he was that day,
and we'll know
where he was poisoned.
Uh, Dwayne, something else.
I made an additional finding.
With Gabriel's kidneys and liver
deteriorating at these rates,
I'm able to approximate
when his body
will succumb to the poison.
The day he'll die.
If it were me, I'd like to know.
So, did you look at it?
Not my place.
You know, the analytical
part of me wants to know.
It's the first
step of coping.
But...
Knowing the date...
Makes it real.
So, how's the investigation?
We've determined
you were poisoned
on the 27th of last month.
That was a Tuesday.
Thanks.
Where were you?
Uh...
Uh, well, I was at
my father's loft in the Quarter.
We haven't sold it yet.
Had dinner in the area,
and I had a few drinks,
so I didn't want to drive home.
I'm gonna need the address.
And the restaurant, too.
The loft is on Decatur, 600.
And the restaurant is Irene's
on St. Philip.
Who were you with?
It was just myself.
Okay.
Dwayne.
Just look at it.
Why?
So you can know the deadline
to find out who did this to me.
14 days is how long Dr. Lin has.
Say it's you.
You got two weeks.
336 hours.
A little over 20,000 minutes.
Look at you, Rain Man.
Seriously, though,
what would you do?
Gather my family.
Mom, brother and sister.
Watch a Bama game.
Spend as much time
with them as I could.
Yeah, that's it?
No last great adventure?
If want to do
something, I do it.
Spend every day
like you got two weeks left.
How about you?
I'm doing it.
Searching for polonium?
No, spending time
with good people
in a gorgeous New Orleans loft.
And yeah, searching for
deadly nuclear material.
What can I say, Lasalle?
Catching baddies,
it curls my toes.
Guys.
Got something.
Killer injects
polonium into the tube.
Gabriel brushes his teeth
sometime that Tuesday.
Then... Wango Tango.
How do you normally respond
when he says stuff like that?
Smile and nod.
That's not entirely true.
Sometimes you just look
at me like I'm an alien.
Which I guess I don't
completely rule out.
Anyway, uh, what's
cool is, by taking
the polonium from Gabriel's
tissues and the sample
from the toothpaste, I've been
able to draw some conclusions.
The first-- neither one came
from an anti-static fan,
but rather straight
from the source.
A nuclear reactor?
Yeah, I can't tell you
exactly which one just yet.
We have less than
a hundred microcuries.
That's not enough
to pinpoint its origin...
"Microcuries"?
It's a measurement of
radioactivity. But I contacted
a physicist friend of mine,
and, uh, given its
chemical signature,
it could only come
from a facility that has, uh,
radiopharmaceutical
capabilities.
There's only a few of those
in the whole United States.
I don't care what planet you're
from. I'm totally into it.
Don't encourage him. Let's go.
Thank you.
I'm sorry! I thought
I'd be here sooner.
But my mile time's
40 seconds slower.
It's okay.
You have something?
Why didn't you tell me
you and your brother Cam
were involved in a land dispute?
Your father's land in Taiwan?
Cam's suing you for it?
It's sentimental.
It's not worth anything.
Sure about that?
Couple of things.
When you told me
about your brother,
sorry, but I had my
people look into him.
We found the lawsuit...
and interest from a company--
Omnicore Development.
And your father's
property sits
smack-dab in the
middle of an area
that they're developing.
Land value has
increased exponentially.
Well, I did not know that.
I'm betting your brother did.
Also...
we've narrowed down where the
polonium was manufactured.
Yeah.
One of the reactors
has contracts with
an oil company.
Polonium powers their drills.
USP Oil?
Where Cam works.
What are you saying?
I'm saying
we need to pay a visit
to your brother.
Poisoned?
Is this some kind of scam
because of the land thing?!
You've known me my whole life.
Do you think that I would
make up that I was dying?
- You don't look sick to me.
- Honey, please.
A few things need
to be cleared up.
First... where were
you on the 27th?
It was a Tuesday.
Tuesday. I was...
at the office,
in and out of meetings.
Can anyone verify
your whereabouts?
The whole day?!
This is absurd.
No...
what is absurd is you not
telling me that there was
a developer interested
in Dad's land
because the property value's
gone way up!
I didn't know, Gabe!
You expect me to believe that?!
You are brothers! Stop this!
Stay out of it, Dawn!
This isn't coming
out of the blue.
You have a key
to your father's loft.
You have access to polonium.
This is beneath you.
You really want Dad's land?
Maybe you should've been there
as he was lying in bed dying!
I was halfway
around the world...
...serving my country.
- Geez!
- Oh, God.
Can you give me something
for under his head?
Yeah.
Come on. That's it.
Thank you. Okay.
You all right?
Gabe.
Hey, hey, just breathe.
I was, I'm just a little dizzy.
He's really dying?
Yes, he is.
We'll need to search
your house for polonium.
Based on what?
I haven't been anywhere
near my brother
or my father's loft
since my dad died.
We checked your financials.
You're cash-strapped.
You lost $600,000
in the stock market last year.
That is a really big hit.
Price of the land
in White Sand Bay
has increased by 700%
in the last six months.
I'm telling you
I had no idea.
I never talked to this Omnicore.
Well, with your brother dead,
that land is yours outright.
And if I did poison him,
wouldn't it be pretty stupid
to do it when we're
in the middle of a lawsuit?
Or you count on us
thinking just that,
and hope we can't trace
the poison to you.
My brother...
he thinks I did this?
It's not important
what he believes.
It is to me.
You want access to my house,
get a warrant.
And tell my brother if he thinks
I'm capable of this,
he doesn't have a clue
who I really am.
You know, he was the runner
when we were younger.
I used to wake up
at 5:00 a.m.
and wait outside his door,
and beg him to take me
to train with him.
And then in high school
I kept going and he stopped.
When was the last time
you ran together?
I can't remember.
Do you believe him?
Do you?
I don't know what I believe
about anything anymore.
What do we got?
Brody and Borin are
working on getting
a warrant for Cam's house.
In the meantime, I found out
the Omnicore
development project?
It's worth $300 million.
That's a chunk of change.
Omnicore is building
condos on two miles
of pristine
beachfront property.
And the Lin's family's land?
It's right smack-dab
in the middle.
So, without the Lin's property?
Project goes nowhere.
Can we tie Omnicore to Cam?
They've got offices in the
Central Business District.
Got to believe they've
reached out at some point.
I'll drive.
Cam Lin?
Never heard of him.
Sure about that,
Mr. Zarate?
He and his brother Gabriel
have property in Taiwan
that appears to be very
important to your company.
I wouldn't know.
Development is below
my pay grade.
I'm more of a big picture guy.
Then how about
putting us in touch
with the little picture guys
who can tell us if your company
and Mr. Lin have had contact.
I'm not inclined nor compelled
to discuss current projects.
Even if it involves
a murder investigation?
We were cleared of that.
Local officials in Sochi
who were shot?
Nothing more
than trumped up charges
by the Russian government out
to make an American company
look ruthless.
That's... that's not
what you're here about?
It is now.
My lawyers will
take it from here.
Agent Brody?
Hey. What's going on?
Uh, I spoke to Dr. Lin.
He said you were looking
into his brother Cam?
I saw him.
A couple weeks ago.
I was leaving the building
and Cam was
just parked outside our office.
I didn't know
if that was important.
It is. Thank you.
You could've just
called with that.
Yeah, but then wouldn't
have had the opportunity
to follow up on that coffee idea.
Well, you-you've got
my number
from the Neville case.
You let me know?
Yeah. Sure.
Good.
Just spoke with Cam's supervisor
at USP.
Sorry, am I interrupting?
No.
I was just leaving.
Cam supervises maintenance
of the drills.
That gives him
direct access to polonium.
And he lied about not being
anywhere near Dr. Lin.
Should be pretty easy
to get a warrant now.
I'll double back with the judge.
You call Pride.
You got it.
That guy was cute.
I guess.
Is he your boyfriend?
Is he gay?
I don't think so.
Okay, so...
what's the problem?
I don't date.
Neither do I,
but that shouldn't stop you
from having a little fun.
Okay, let's just say
I have, um...
relationship issues.
Don't we all.
Okay, then you get it.
Sometimes you just...
you know, you need to...
keep your distance.
Yeah, until...
one day someone doses you
with polonium
and you're wondering what
the hell you were running from.
It's just funny how
you didn't mention
you went to your
brother's office.
I never went inside.
Never saw him.
So why'd you go there?
Talk about
the lawsuit.
I thought we could
maybe work it out.
But I had second
thoughts, so I left.
How long is this all
gonna take, anyway?
Long as it takes.
Nothing upstairs.
There's a garage out back.
I'll check that.
- DeGeorge, huh?
- Oh.
Yeah, my father.
He owns a plastics company.
He sends me these things.
Wants me to know
the products.
That sounds exciting.
Yeah, you know that line
from The Graduate?
"Plastics"?
My life.
Um...
Ms. Lin, I...
Do you really think
my husband
could do this?
I'm gonna need you to
go back in the house.
Where you going?
To get a drink of water.
That a problem?
Wait!
What's going on?
Bingo.
God, if I had one sip...
If either of us had a sip...
Um, how is it...
how is it possible
for someone to gain
access to our water?
Where's it kept?
When's it delivered?
They're delivered
every two weeks.
They sit outside the house.
King.
I need you outside.
Stay here, please.
Oh, God.
It's gonna be okay.
Neighbor's security camera
caught a piece
of the Lin's driveway.
There. See that car?
Got the license plate,
but not a driver.
Already ran it.
Belongs to an employee
of Omnicore Development.
Omnicore's been to the house.
Sebastian.
All right, get a 20 on Zarate.
Call the judge,
get more warrants.
See if we can't tie
polonium to Omnicore.
You got it.
Everything all right, Sebastian?
Things are more than all right,
Agent Pride.
Things are actually
very exciting.
I had to take a moment
and calm myself
until we could speak.
Well, I'm here now,
so speak.
Okay.
This is the polonium
that I extracted
from the toothpaste,
and this is
the polonium
from the water bottle
that you had sent over.
There's significantly more.
Which allowed me to isolate
its distinct energy signature.
It was produced by
the South River Nuclear
Generating Station,
and they only have one
polonium-210 client.
Omnicore.
Incorrect.
Then who?
Ms. Lin. How we doing?
Fine.
Got a Prius
registered in your name.
Is this a rental?
Yeah, mine's having issues.
Issues like what?
It's not discreet enough
to transport
radioactive material?
Mind if we take a look?
Sure, but...
Step aside, please.
I don't... I don't know...
What we're talking about?
We hear that a lot.
Ms. Lin...
as it turns out,
the polonium
we found at your house
was only sold to one company:
DeGeorge Plastics.
Plastics.
Got her.
Omnicore came by your house.
Offered you a big
payday for the land.
Chance to change your life.
Poisoned your brother-in-law
so you wouldn't have
to split the sale.
Once we started
looking at Cam,
you realized
he'd contact Omnicore,
figure out
you were behind it.
Two birds,
one radioactive stone.
I thought marrying Cam
would mean
I wouldn't have to live at
the beck and call of my father,
and then Cam makes all these
crappy investments, and...
right back to where I started.
I think you've dropped
a few rungs.
My kind of coffee.
Kind of tastes
like mud.
Not if you add
a little bourbon to it.
Off to Virginia?
For now.
I've been thinking about
your friend, the, uh, doctor.
Really makes one wonder.
About?
Professional roads
not taken.
I love
the United States Coast Guard,
and I love being out
on the high seas,
but every
now and again,
I think...
what if I did
something different?
Like what?
I'm told that
with eight weeks' training
I could transfer
from CGIS to NCIS.
In Washington? With Gibbs?
More like anywhere I can get
a crappy cup of coffee
I can spike with bourbon.
Till next time, okay?
You ready for this, Lasalle?
It's on like Donkey Kong.
Skydiving.
I'll meet you guys out there.
You're really going for it.
Yeah.
You know, why put off
till tomorrow
what you can do today?
Ain't that the truth.
Wish me luck.
Don't hit the ground, Lasalle.
I'll do my best not to.
♪ ♪
You've
reached Dr. Samuel Wilkins.
Leave a message and
I'll get back to you.
So...
About that coffee.
♪ Heart on the run ♪
♪ Keeps a hand on a gun ♪
♪ Can't trust anyone ♪
♪ I was so sure ♪
♪ What I needed was more... ♪
How you doing?
That my wife could do this...
How do you...
does someone even process
something like that?
Well, at least you got
a good therapist in the family.
Why, thank you very much.
You are more than welcome.
It's beautiful here, isn't it?
It's my favorite place
to run in the city, right here.
It reminds me
of Dad's land,
in Taiwan.
It's...
this beautiful
stretch of beach.
Water crystal clear.
Feels like...
warm silk on your skin.
Wish we had the time
to go there.
So I guess this is good-bye.
Go.
Run.
♪ Cover me up ♪
♪ And know you're enough... ♪
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