Revenge (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 17 - Victory - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

I've been finishing Carrion.

The people that took your dad

don't have
the best track record

when it comes to fulfilling
their end of the bargain.

Aiden Mathis, welcome aboard.

Kenny was driving that boat?

Makes sense,
considering no one came forward

to say they saved your life.

They're hiding
their money in this foundation

in case there's an investigation
and their assets are frozen.



- If we can access that account, we could...
- Bankrupt the Graysons.

Whoever wrote the code
protecting this bank account

is the same person that sealed
your father's fate.

The Falcon is back.

My foster brother showed up.

Eli was my protector
till I burnt down our house.

- Eli James.
- We would love for you to be a guest

at the inaugural benefit
in your sister's name.

Looking pretty good
for a dead girl.

You're not worried that I'm
gonna mess things up, are you?

In the art of war...

If you know the enemy
and know yourself,

you need not fear
the approaching battles.

Amanda.



Eli?

Reading this book
a thousand times

won't change what he did.

What are you doing back here?

You got picked by that family.

We made a promise, remember?

Stay together, no matter what.

But if you know
only yourself and not your enemy,

For every victory...

Emily?

There will also be defeat.

I take it this is not you
trying to I.D. the Falcon.

Nolan's on that.

I found out that Eli's been in
contact with our foster mother.

Miss Hayward.
I thought she was horrible to you.

She was.

Made a small fortune taking in older,
unwanted orphans,

scamming the agencies,

convincing them the money
went to better our lives.

It didn't.

And these are the kids
you lived with?

And this is where they are now.

Addicts, prostitutes, felons.

Eli's got into your head...

And your heart,
which means he has to go.

I know, but I can't hurt him.

I need time.

What's happening at Grayson Global?

Precious little.

Since I was upgraded
to the board,

Daniel's gone oddly quiet.

As for Daniel,
he's gonna keep you out of the loop

so long as he's planning on
making you his patsy.

But I know him.

He's under a lot of pressure.

He's gonna need to confide
in someone.

And we both know
who that's gonna be.

Daniel, it's Emily.

Mr. Taylor,
nice to hear your voice.

Is there a time
when we could safely speak?

Sure. How about in person?

Um, can you
have lunch tomorrow, say...

1:00?

That's perfect.

Terrific.
I'll text you the details.

Okay.

Grace?

A 1:00 for two tomorrow
at Cafe Arnaud.

Make it under Taylor.

Well, Grayson will get you
a better table.

After I got into it
with that guy the other day,

the paparazzi's
been gunning for me.

Can't be too careful.

Do you have a number
for Mr. Taylor

so I can let him know?

I'll handle it.
Thanks, Grace.

Daniel is far too trusting

of the women with whom
he involves himself.

I don't need to tell you

how much of a problem
it would pose

if Daniel were to unburden himself
of recent events onto Emily Thorne.

Conrad, for once,
I hate to say that I agree with you,

but it's exactly
that misguided affection

that we can use
to keep Daniel quiet.

Conrad.

Oh, good morning,
Ms. Davenport.

Not for you, it isn't.

Your polling numbers
are abysmal.

Well, these numbers are based

solely on boors watching
their daytime talk shows,

answering their rotary phones.

That kind of talk
will hardly capture

the hearts and minds
of people who don't own

multimillion-dollar
second and third homes.

The only positive was
the bumps you received

following the announcement
of the Amanda Clarke Foundation

and your TV appearance with Jack Porter.

And I believe there's a way
to continue raising awareness

for both our causes.

Always interested
in a fresh idea.

Aren't we all?

I hope I'm not too late.

Emily, we were just about to
start a private meeting.

Well, actually, I invited her.

After you
appointed me co-chair,

Emily here offered
her services.

So what have I missed?

Well, Mr. James here

was about to rescue
my campaign.

Well, in truth,
Mr. Grayson,

it's more about
the foundation and Amanda.

Now this is something

I truly believe
can be a benefit.

That's Meredith Hayward.

She was my foster mother,
and Amanda's.

Well, if this is the woman
whose house Amanda burned down,

what makes you think
she would want to take part

in a foundation
bearing Amanda's name?

Well, it's simple.

Mrs. H. always taught us
the power of forgiveness.

But in recent years,

Hayward House has fallen
on hard times.

So you think the A.C.F.
should sponsor her home?

Out of the ashes,
a beacon of hope?

And with Amanda's connection
to Jack Porter,

it's a win-win for your campaign...
And the foundation.

Well, then,

since it's Mr. James' idea,

I think he should run with it.

Well, great.

I'll go pitch Mrs. H.
the idea today.

I would love to accompany you.

It's a great way to see
how Amanda grew up.

By all means.

Mr. Eli James...

there's a young man to watch.

I'll say.

Nolan.

You're supposed to be
in hiding.

- It is not safe for you here.
- It's not safe for me anywhere.

I just received this.

My father's not dead.

Padma, meri jaan,

listen carefully.

There is an alley
between Oswald and Drake,

near the East River.

In two days' time, you must
come with the Carrion program.

Come at noon.
Bring nothing else and no one else.

Otherwise, they will kill me

and you.

Oh, my God.
Where's Carrion?

In a safe deposit box.

Okay, I'm gonna need to make
some adjustments

to its flash drive.

Padma,

I swear to you, on my life,

I won't let
any harm come to you

or your father.

But, uh...

We're gonna need
some reinforcements.

I trust you.

Good.

So what's your end game, Eli?

I'm just trying to make
the Amanda Clarke Foundation

the best it can be.

Yeah, I realized that
when you invested

my $100,000 into it.

If you're not here
for the money,

then what do you want?

You act like you don't remember
what that bitch did to us.

No!

Let go of me! Ow! Ow!

I remember just fine.

Well, then let me
tell you something

you couldn't possibly remember.

She kept a bunch of letters
your father had written you.

You're lying.

Doesn't seem like a man who
didn't love his daughter to me.

Where did you get this?

I found it in Hayward's safe
after they took you away.

I could only pocket one
before she caught me.

As far as I know,
she's still got the rest.

I want to get them back
for you.

Why?

'Cause I once made you
a promise

to always look after you.

And Hayward deserves
to be punished.

Look, I'm doing this
with or without you.

Fine.

But we do it my way.

Did he tell you what he
wrote in the letters?

A rebuttal of everything
that Treadwell lied about.

When you never answered,

he created those journals
for you.

Look, Ems,
there was nothing that David wrote

that would've changed anything.
You know now...

It could've changed everything,
Nolan.

If I'd have known that
my father was reaching out,

I might not have lost him,
I might not have lit that fire,

I might not have gone to juvie.

And Amanda...

Might.
Might still be alive.

Where are you going?

Driving down with Eli to manage
our foster mother situation.

But first,
I want to check on Jack.

Well, not to sound all needy,

but we do have the whole
Carrion/Padma's father exchange

thing to deal with,

and I could really
use your help.

And when the time comes,
I'll be there.

Aiden will fill you in.

Did you bring Carrion?

What's that?

It's a flash drive

with a tracking device
built into the head.

We'll know where it is
at all times.

That's a good backup.

Here. Have a look.

The top floor of this car park

provides an excellent
vantage point for the exchange.

When Padma's father's released,

I'll simply take out
the players.

Mm. The plan is to...
shoot people?

Not people, Nolan.
Terrorists.

What...
What makes you think

that blowing people's
brains out

won't put a bigger target
on the Laharis' head?

They can't harm them
if they can't find them.

Padma and her father
are gonna have to disappear.

What?

For good?

Emily has already found

their new identities
and a location.

I'm sorry, Nolan,
but the only way to save Padma

is to, um...
Let her go.

- Hey.
- Mm.

- How you doing?
- Hey.

Little guy
keep you up all night?

No, no, no.
Carl slept through the night.

I just... can't stomach
that empty bed.

Looks like you've been busy.

Any luck finding Kenny?

No. None.

His apartment's empty.
His phone's been disconnected.

There's no activity
on his credit cards.

- Nolan.
- Ah.

I promised I wouldn't give up,

but I... I keep
hitting these dead ends.

If I can't find Kenny,
I may never know

exactly what happened to Amanda,
or worse,

why it happened.

Well,
maybe don't give up just yet.

I have an idea.

Jack, you in there?

- Don't do anything stupid.
- I'm not gonna do...

Emily.

You know what?
I gotta get back to class.

- But, uh, I'll see you later.
- Okay.

Bye, Emily.

You're not returning my calls.

Yeah, I was busy.

Still trying
to figure out a way

to get back at Conrad?

Even if I wanted to go after Conrad,

he stole the computer,
which was my only leverage.

Stole it...

while my wife was being buried.

Anyway...

I need to focus on Carl.

What's done is done.

Jack, I think you're
doing the right thing.

Amanda wouldn't have wanted you
to fight this battle for her.

She wanted you to be happy.

You're right.

It's gotta be one or the other.

How's Jack?

He's beat up, you know?

There are a lot
of unanswered questions.

I wish I could
do something about it.

Uh... uh, how...
How are you?

It's been nice having
Amanda's foster brother around.

I think you'd like Eli
if you got to know him.

Yeah, I'm sure I would.

Good, because he's working

on a partnership
between the foundation

and the foster mother
he shared with Amanda.

I was hoping we could
announce it at The Stowaway...

Amanda's final home...

If you think Jack
would be okay with that.

Yeah. You know,
he'd do anything for Amanda,

and so would I,
so I think that's a great idea.

- Thank you, Declan.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna call Eli
and tell him the good news.

Okay.

- Ohh!
- Oh, I'm sorry, Trey.

- What the hell, Porter?
- Yeah, my bad.

- Watch where you're going, man.
- Sorry.

So we're getting
new identities?

Yeah.

Aiden will get them
to you and your father

on the way to the airport.

Where are we going?

I don't know.

I... I can't know.

Are you saying
I may never see you again?

It's the only way to ensure

that the Initiative
never finds you.

You'll have plenty of cash

and substantial
bank accounts...

I don't care about any of that.

I can't fly off somewhere

and live the rest of my life
without you.

I love you.

And I love you, too,

so much.

Hey.

This isn't the way
that things end for us.

Someday...

You'll be...
sitting on a beach somewhere,

and you'll find out that
the Initiative was exposed

and the threat is gone.

You better be
walking down that beach

ten seconds later.

I will be running.

Any sign that she recognizes me,
and we walk.

Hello.

- You must be Ms. Thorne.
- Emily. Nice to meet you.

Thank you so much for seeing us
on such short notice.

Well, anything
for poor Amanda Clarke.

She was very special to me.

I'm afraid that time
is not on the children's side.

Without full payment
and penalty,

I'll lose this house
at the end of the month.

Oh, don't worry about that.

When the Graysons put
their resources to work,

things happen very quickly.

But we hope to present you a check

to cover all your expenses
at a press conference tomorrow.

My goodness. That is fast.

I know this is a long shot,

but we're also wondering
if you still have any

personal items
from Amanda's youth,

anything to potentially
connect donors to her past?

Oh, I'm afraid
I can't help you with that.

Anything that was personal
of Amanda's

would've been lost in the fire.

Of course.

You know, I'd love to meet
some of your current kids.

You know, maybe we can feature
them in our new literature.

Oh, well,
I'll introduce you around.

You know, I actually
have to return a phone call,

so I'll...
I'll catch up with you.

- You go ahead.
- Oh. Mm.

Just follow my lead.

We're gonna soak these people
for more money

than you'd make in a lifetime
fleecing the state.

Thanks for this, Eli.

You have no idea
how much I need this money.

Look, I'm not doing this out
of the goodness of my heart.

I'm doing this
because you taught me

how to seize
a good opportunity.

Kicking me back
60% of this scam

is gonna heal a lot of wounds.

Trust me.

No! Let go of me!

No!

No parent will ever want you.

Emily?

I wouldn't miss it.

Okay. Thank you.

Sorry. I got lost
trying to find you.

What you have created here
is truly impressive.

Well, I hope this means
I've passed inspection.

With flying colors.

Meredith, I've heard so many
wonderful things about you.

One only need to look at Eli
to understand why.

Well, Eli was always
very special to me,

- as was Amanda Clarke.
- Oh, how nice.

Though I don't think
I could ever forgive anyone

who set fire to everything
I cared about.

I think you need to see it
from Amanda's perspective.

I mean, she felt like
she couldn't trust anyone.

And being a motherless child,

and her father turning out
to be this other... person,

she just had so much pain.

Indeed.

I've long since forgiven her.

Well...

We'll present
the first check to you

at the press conference
this afternoon.

The first?

Yes, the one to take care
of your remaining mortgage.

The rest of the funds
will be used

to ensure
that Amanda's former home

remains a place
where other unwanted children

can flourish for years to come.

Not to sound crass,

but what sort of donation
are we talking about?

$250,000...

Annually.

But does that sound reasonable?

You are truly a godsend,
Victoria.

Oh, don't be silly.

I figured Trey would have

Kenny's number
in his phone, right?

So I... I rolled him.

So you're sure that
Kenny has no idea

that you're the one
who was texting him?

No, he's got no clue.

He thinks he's meeting Trey
in a half an hour, though,

on the field,
so you better get moving.

- I'll watch Carl.
- Thanks, man.

- You got my vote, Mr. Grayson.
- Thank you, sir.

- What the hell's that about?
- Um...

That would be me. I...
I think I might have told Charlotte

that they could use the bar
for a press conference.

I'm sorry.

Ah, Jack.

I wanted to thank you

for allowing us
the use of the tavern.

Yeah, sure,
but you'll have to excuse me.

I'm running late.

Actually,
we were hoping to discuss

involving you with the campaign
in a more official capacity.

Our very own, uh,
"Joe the plumber," if you will.

You want me to convince
the poor guy

to vote for the rich guy?

In the most reductive terms,
yes.

I'll think about it.

Apologies for the cloak and dagger.

I know this place
wasn't easy to find.

No, I'm just happy to see you.

I've been...
worried since we last spoke.

Well, I have to admit,

as much as I hate
involving you in all of this...

It's, uh, it's a huge relief,

being able
to confide in you again.

Have you found a solution
to you...

- Here you are, sir.
- Problem?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, but they've chosen Aiden
to take the fall...

If it comes to that.

Look, Emily, you need to know,
this wasn't about jealousy.

It was the circumstances.

All right, taking
my father's seat on the board

made him the best option.

Any idea what they're planning?

No, I...
I'm still digging there.

Listen, I promise,

I'll make sure you're safe,
okay?

I don't want to give them
any reason to target you.

Yeah, go ahead
if you need to take that.

Excuse me.

Is everything okay?

No. They changed
the drop time.

Padma's has to deliver Carrion
in exactly 36 minutes.

What? I'm in New Haven.

There's no way
I'll make it on time.

What are you doing up there?

I have that lunch with Daniel.

Right. Well,
I'll have to handle this alone.

I've got to go.

We cannot do this
without Emily.

We don't have a choice.

Can you stop breathing
so heavily?

Well, I'm sorry to bother you,
Lee Harvey.

I guess I just get
a little nervous

- when I'm about to kill people.
- You're not killing anybody.

Well, by association,
yes, I am.

Just keep her safe, okay?

Don't worry.

Lack of rehearsal aside,
the plan remains the same.

Once Mr. Lahari's feet
hit the ground,

so do her captors.

- Here they come.
- Stay down.

Three passengers.

- Is one of them Padma's father?
- I can't tell.

It's a pleasure to meet
you in the flesh, Ms. Lahari.

I know that voice.

Where's my father?

Program, please.

Whoever's in the back's
authenticating the program.

You got what you wanted.

Now release my father.

This way, please.

Our association, Ms. Lahari,
has proved quite problematic.

You bastard!

There's interference.

I... They're arguing. I...

I have Trask.
I'm taking the shot.

No, no, no!
Not until you see Padma's father.

They don't have her father.

Damn it!

What have we done?

Where is he?

He's there,
just behind that door.

Papa?

Padma.

Unlock it.

Before the reunion,

there's one more thing
I must ask of you.

The deal was for Carrion.

Take a seat.

You're a tough man to reach.

Don't tempt me.

You and I are gonna talk now.

I appreciate it.

Thanks again for letting us
do this here.

It means a lot to both of us.

Yeah, it's the least
I could do.

You guys put it together fast,
didn't you?

Excuse me.

Hey.

We just need a couple
of good shots for the campaign.

I'll have to give you credit.
It's an impressive turnout.

Well, it's a testament
to the enduring power

of the Grayson family name.

Here's to taking that name

all the way
to the governor's mansion.

Don't even think about
lying to me.

I have the registration
for the boat

you dragged me
back to shore in.

I told you, I don't own a boat.

And I didn't rescue you!

I sure as hell didn't have
anything to do with Nate.

Grayson must be
covering his tracks.

Or you're screwing with me
right now.

No, I swear to you...

Whatever Grayson had him doing,

my brother was working solo.

The reason that you came
to my bar

is you wanted someone to pay
for your father's death.

Now someone has to pay
for Amanda's.

You say that you're different
from your brother.

Now's your chance to prove it.

Come on.

All right, man.
All right.

There is something
I didn't tell the cops.

But I've been holding on to it
in case Grayson came after me.

What?

Nate taped their meetings...

For protection
against being cut out.

I swiped them
from his apartment.

I want those recordings.

It's distressing to know

that there are
over 500,000 children

in the American
foster care system,

a system woefully lacking
in funding.

But I'm pleased to report

that
the Amanda Clarke Foundation

is ready to meet this challenge
head on.

And here to introduce
our maiden outreach

is Amanda's foster brother

and foundation co-chair,
Eli James.

Eli.

Thank you.

From 1996 to 1999,

I lived at Miss Hayward's house

with several other children,

including Amanda Clarke.

Those were the darkest days
of my life.

Under the guise of discipline,
Miss Hayward

ruled her house
with fear and intimidation,

pocketing government
and charity money

while frequently withholding
food and water from us,

- keeping us...
- E... Eli...

locked in a metal coal bin for hours...

Or even days at a time.

- No, no.
- None of this is true.

Now this abuse
went on undetected for years

and continues
till this very day.

None of this is true,
any of it.

Victoria,

even as a boy,
Eli was pathological.

I'm afraid
I was just naive enough

to believe he'd changed.

You don't have to take
my word for it.

Take theirs...

The faces of Hayward House...

grown-up,
but still bearing the scars

of our time spent
with Mrs. Hayward.

Now we've come here today

to tell our stories.

Then tell them

what you did
to your dear little sister.

Tell everyone how you
set the fire at my house

and let Amanda Clarke
take the blame,

for which she did five years
in juvenile detention.

Tell them.

I should've let you burn.

Upset? I am livid.

You told me this woman
was a worthy cause.

I had to keep you
out of the loop

to keep your hands clean.

You just shredded every bit

- of this foundation's credibility.
- No.

You spin this the right way,

people will see you as a hero.

Be that as it may,

you are no longer welcome
in this foundation

or in my home.

Is it true?

You set the fire?

Yes.

The one you lit burned out.

So I restarted it.

But only to get you in trouble.

I didn't know how
out of control it would get,

but... just that it was
a matter of time

before a family
adopted you out.

I mean, we had a pact
to stay together.

Do you have any idea
what lighting that fire did?

My whole life
could've been different, Eli.

It was selfish, I know,
and I'm sorry.

But I'm trying to
make it up to you now.

The only way to do that
is to leave.

And if you so much
as even think

- about exposing my identity...
- I would never do that to you.

Look, I'm trying to make
things right between us.

You'll see.

Eli...

It's clear.

They should be here.

The... The locator says
we're in the right place.

Oh, no.

What?

"Sorry about your friend,
Nolan.

It's a terrible thing
to lose one's... head."

Aiden, don't.

It's the tracking device.

They knew all along.

And now...

We've given our enemy

the most unimaginably dangerous
program known to man

and put
two innocent peoples' lives

in unimaginable danger.

You really should consider
another line of work.

Okay, look,

let's say somebody
was able to remove

this leverage
you're talking about.

Is the deal back on?

As it stands,
Mr. Ryan,

that's
a purely hypothetical question.

We never had this conversation.

The son of a bitch practically
ordered a hit on you.

Yeah, hypothetically...

And with
carefully chosen words.

And, uh, what's the...

What's the leverage
he mentioned?

It's something I haven't
told you about yet.

Look, it's gonna sound crazy,

but Amanda
was collecting evidence

- against Conrad.
- What evidence?

I don't know what,

but she used it
to blackmail him,

to get us the bar back.

Amanda did that for us?

And he had her killed for it.

All right. Well, then we gotta
take that to the police.

- We gotta do something.
- No, we can't go to the police.

We can't trust the police,

especially not when it comes
to the Ryans.

- They had me put in jail, remember?
- Yes.

No, the only people
we can trust are each other.

Yeah, but this is proof.
Jack, we have proof.

They gotta pay for this,
and this...

This doesn't prove anything
to anyone but me.

Now I know that Conrad
was behind Nate being on the boat.

I just need to find some contract
between the two of them,

some proof that money
changed hands.

And how are you gonna do that?

Knock, knock.

They took the kids.

They're going to open
an investigation.

Good.

It's too bad Amanda died

before she could find out
what you did to her.

You're right.

I owe her.

As a matter of fact...

That's why I'm here.

I feel like I failed you.

Nolan, there was no way
I could've made it there on time.

It wouldn't
have mattered anyway.

They have been ahead of us...

Every step of the way.

And now...

They'll probably kill her,
if they haven't already.

And I told her, Ems...

I promised her
that I would keep her safe.

Nolan, look at me.

I don't know
if Padma's still alive.

But I do know that if she is,

you are the only person
that can find her.

I should've let Aiden shoot.

Don't say that.
Did you track the source of the text?

I tried.

The encryption's insane.
It's gonna take weeks.

Well, then we need to
get started.

Look at me.
I know that you are hurting,

but you need
to stop blaming yourself,

get on your computer,
and dig until you find them.

And I swear to God,
when you do,

I will help you save her.

I give you my word.

- Unbelievable.
- Go ahead.

- No.
- Yes.

Take it.

I've got work to do.

I thought I told you
to go away.

Not until you and I are square.

- Please...
- Eli, where are you?

If you let me out now, I promise,

- I won't tell anybody.
- What are you doing?

Getting your letters back
like I promised you.

Eli, please let me out of here!

- Another letter?
- No.

A confession.

She sold the letters
to some guy years ago.

It's all in here.

- And Hayward?
- She'll live.

The less you know, the better.

You think you'll...
ever forgive me?

What's done is done.

Right.

Well, you take care
of yourself.

Good-bye.

Eli.

Thank you.

Ah, Mr. Porter.

Am I interrupting?

No, no, no, no, not at all.

Ms. Davenport
was just about to embark

on some damage control
for my campaign.

Now what can I do for you?

Well, I've... I've given
some thought to your offer.

Ah.

And I accept.

And I'm delighted.

After yesterday's fiasco,

there's no one
I'd rather have beside me

on the campaign trail.

Welcome aboard.

Any luck?

Getting closer.
The text was spoofed.

It came from a computer,
not a phone,

then was bounced around
through several S.M.S. servers.

I am just pulling up
the header details now.

Look. There it is again.

Falcon's signature.

The Falcon's working
for the Initiative?

Well, they must have
poached him from the Graysons

after he helped frame
David Clarke.

Which means he may have access
to every transaction

the Initiative or the Graysons
have ever made.

Which also means that
the people holding Padma

might be digitally walled off

by the one person
on this planet

who might be better at this
than I am.

You've reached Emily.
Leave a message.

Mr. Taylor, Daniel Grayson.

I wanted to follow up
on our lunch meeting.

I'm sorry, Daniel.

Uh, this just came for you.
It's marked "urgent."

I'll... I'll call you back.

Thank you.

What, no cake?

You've been keeping
something from me, Mason.

My guess is,
you're not referring to my recipe

for brewed-in-the toilet
prison wine.

I'm talking about
the letters from my father.

The ones that you bought
from Meredith Hayward.

Hayward gave me up, did she?

Give me the letters, Mason.

Sadly, I cannot.

Those letters were reduced to smoke,
my dear,

along with everything else
I owned

when you burned down my house
last summer.

You obviously read them
so you know what he wrote.

Oh, I do.

One of them was so revealing
that I suspect

it might even blow your mind,
but tell me,

what's in it for me?

Do I really need to remind you

that only I have the power
to release you

or see to it
that you die in there,

just like my father did?

And let's not forget, Mason,

you need me to finish
your new book.

Tell me what he wrote.

He was worried about you
being in some kind of

Dickensian foster home,

'cause he had witnessed
firsthand

the anguish
of another parent who

surrendered her firstborn son
to just such a facility many years ago.

Who was he talking about?

A very lonely,
very frightened 16-year-old girl

who would mature into someone
with whom he was very close

after your mother

left you.

Victoria.

She has another son.

I imagine you'll exploit
this fresh little morsel

with your usual flair.

You can't even begin
to imagine.