NARRATOR: Previously on The Shield...
Armadillo Quintero,
you're not here to fight the Torros and Los Mags.
You're here to unite them.
Pack up your shit
and get on the next donkey back to home.
Going to be staying for a while.
Time for you to leave.
I don't have to leave.
Tell me you're leaving.
[SCREAMING]
The more I look into it,
the more Vic Mackey's name pops up.
He's gonna explain the grill marks on his face.
About how we were protecting
his drug competition.
Were you planning to tell me
about Armadillo's threat?
IFS just talk.
Nothing ever happens.
Where the hell were you?
I was followed by some Mexican.
One of Armadillo's boys? Maybe.
What's up?
I need you to put guys
on my wife and kids, 24-7.
We can't bring him in alive.
If we take him in,
the only thing he has to deal is us.
I don't like it, but this bastard has to go, Vic.
Armadillo's in town.
I need to talk to him.
Soon as I find him, you'll get first shot.
And you and Mackey won't interfere?
No one will get in your way.
Wife?
Separated.
What's that smell?
Ronnie.
Oh, my God.
Call an ambulance.
Ronnie.
Ronnie. Ronnie.
Armadillo? Armadillo, right?
[GROANING]
No, no, don't move, Ronnie.
They're coming.
Here you go. Here you go.
You're gonna be okay, Ronnie.
All right.
PARAMEDIC: Don't move, buddy.
Take care of him, will you?
We're gonna fix this, brother.
Yeah, hang in, man. All right?
Hang in there.
I'm sorry about your guy.
This was Armadillo, wasn't it?
Are you staying at the hotel?
No.
Vic and I were discussing a domestic abuse case.
She's only been here for a few minutes.
There's nothing she can tell you that I can't.
Give me a call if you need anything.
I Will.
Jesus.
What is it with this guy and burning?
First,
traces of flesh
on the stove burners at his house.
Now this.
Armadillo was looking for you.
I know.
And trust me, one of ours...
I'm gonna help you take care of it.
Claudette...
don't take this the wrong way,
but I don't need your help.
We've got to find Armadillo
before somebody
matches his face up to Ronnie's.
How do you want to handle this?
The way we should've weeks ago.
We flush out every shithole in the Barrio
until we find this prick.
It sounds like a plan.
Then we end it.
Once and for all.
Vic.
Hey, no speeches.
Armadillo burned my guy, I'm getting him.
I just talked to the hospital.
It looks like they're gonna be able
to graft most of Ronnie's face.
Thanks.
I'm gonna contact Justice,
bring in a surveillance team
to watch your back.
What, you want to babysit us?
No, I just want to keep you alive.
We can take care of ourselves.
Last thing either one of us needs
is the Feds thinking that we can't.
Come on. Just let us do what we do, sir.
Hey, you didn't see Ronnie.
I can imagine.
Okay.
All right.
Pull 15, 20 grand from the retirement fund-.
We'll need to grease some greasies
to get to Armadillo.
This mean you're giving us back our keys?
We won't let you down.
[TIT]
I went to see Ronnie.
He made a preliminary statement.
It's enough to put an all-points out for Armadillo.
Good.
Where's Mackey?
We were supposed to do a follow-up.
He's trying to flush out Armadillo.
You turned him loose on this guy?
His guy was maimed last night.
He wants to be involved.
I know he's involved. How involved are you?
Excuse me?
With Mackey.
I see what's in it for him. What's in it for you?
Stop looking for conspiracies that don't exist
and just investigate Ronnie's attack.
You're taking T & A
to a whole new level, Van bro.
Hey, inner-city realism wasn't selling.
People like to be titillated.
Ain't that the truth.
So what you need, Mack?
Well, one of my guys got hurt last night.
Damn.
Some dangerous times, man.
Who did it?
Armadillo.
I been hearing impressive things about that Mexican.
Impressive how? Word is,
he don't trust I.A. talent.
You know, he's shipping his own folks from Mexico City
to run the consolidation.
That's one smart-ass CEO.
Here...
Want you to spread this around
and spread the word.
I'm willing to pay for info on Armadillo.
All I need is a location.
I'll do my thing, baby.
You do that.
Ready for the big day?
Oh, yes.
I picked up the rings this morning.
I'm glad you're coming.
Wouldn't miss it.
Julien,
I just wanted to tell you
in front of your training officer
that based on your six-month review
and your performance lately,
I've put your name in for a P-2 promotion.
Really?
Thank you.
Good work.
Keep it UP-
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Wow.
I'm just feeling so blessed right now.
I mean, I got a great job,
a wonderful wife, a new son.
I just feel like.
God is really looking out for me now.
If you ever meet someone,
you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.
This way! Hurry.
What is it, sir?
Oh, Christ.
Do we take this guy...
No, no, no. Don't touch him!
One-Tango-13, requesting paramedics, code 3.
Copy, One-Tango-13.
One-Tango-13, additional units requested.
Copy that.
Hey, what do you got?
Little Pop, Los Mag's O.G.,
just got out of Pelican Bay last week,
and he is not happy about.
Armadillo's power restructuring, nefiher.
You got the bone,
he's got the pick.
Yo...
Welcome home, Little Pop.
I hear you're having some problems
with your Torruco brothers.
I had it good inside.
I was moving drugs, smokes,
a little gambling.
Made enough to keep my mom
straight out here.
Armadillo moves into Pelican Bay,
I take his ink, kick him back his cut,
and then he promises me a piece out here.
So I took my parole, come on home.
Armadillo had a change of heart.
Oh, that Choco.
He brings up these real Mexicans from MC to run things.
Suddenly
I'm a goddamn wetback in my own country.
Bitch and errand boy,
getting beers for these pendejos.
No money, no respect.
I ain't got nothing out here.
And I'm too old to start over.
I got to get me back inside.
It's gonna take me months
to get back the respect and the juice that I had-.
I sympathize with your situation.
What can you tell me?
There's this wiry vato named Quazi,
works out of the back of his garage.
He's Armadillo's
personal paper boy from down south.
Prints his visas,
his green cards.
And you get him, you get Armadillo.
Thanks.
HEY-
Jail's too good for him.
[CURSES IN SPANISH]
You filling out back orders for Ellis Island, Quazi?
Where's Armadillo?
No le visto.
Put your hand in there. Que?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Do it.
No, no, no, no!
No! No! No! No!
Armadillo. Donde esta?
Donde?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Donde?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Well?
He says he's in some house in the little jewel.
We need an address, amigo.
This was a message, not a mugging.
Tell me about it.
They left the wallet, a watch, 50 bucks-.
Witnesses?
Well, that guy saw an Asian teenage male
running down the alleyway into the back parking lot.
A red hooded sweatshirt,
black pants, tennis shoes.
What about the victim?
His name's Lee Kusa.
He's Thai national.
He's legal.
It doesn't sound like a gang thing.
Wasn't a robbery. Weird.
Cameras.
Find out who they belong to,
whether or not they're working.
You better hurry.
The cheap places only have them on a one-or two-hour loop.
[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey! [SPEAKING SPANISH]
Hey! Hey!
Get your ass down!
Down!
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
On the ground!
OW! Shit!
Holy Shit! OW! OW!
Holy shit!
[WHIMPERING]
You all right, man?
Crazy bitch!
Jesus, man!
What?
What are you... God!
All right, forget the dog.
Let's go talk to the soldiers.
Let's g0!
Caught the guy on camera getting into his car,
Ran the DMV, got a 19-year-old Asian.
Lives here.
Great.
Everybody be careful.
Trust me...
It's not always this easy.
Yes?
Uh, Detective Wagenbach.
We're looking for a Malcolm Rama.
He in shower.
Cleaning up.
Where's Armadillo? No se nada.
No se nada?
Go. All right.
All right.
Same thing for you, Juanita. Get up. Get up!
All right, let me ask you something.
Where's your boss?
Where's Armadillo?
Same wrong answer, man.
All right, that's it. You ready?
Hey, hey, hey!
He doesn't know anything.
We're just trying to jar his memory.
Bring him back to the barn.
You're lucky.
I'm looking for Vic.
Uh, Foster.
He's not here.
Yeah, I tried calling him.
He's not answering his cell.
He's out making some arrests. He probably turned it off.
Was there, uh, something I could help you with?
Someone broke into our house.
When?
This morning.
Um, I was dropping Matthew off
at the occupational therapist's,
and when I came home,
um...
The police were there.
They... They broke the window
and they... They set off the alarm.
It might have something to do with what's going on here.
What's going on?
Um...
Come on. Let's talk in private.
Uh, Paula,
you ever do any babysitting?
I work here, don't I?
What's going on?
Someone burnt off
half of Ronnie Gardocki's face last night.
What?
Ronnie?
In your husband's motel room.
We think they were targeting him.
Why would somebody want to...
Didn't Vic tell you
that Armadillo is greenlighting his team?
Who's Armadillo?
Oh.
You know, maybe it'd be easier
if you answered some of my questions first.
Okay.
Hey, uh, I talked to Aceveda.
He said I can snag you for a few hours
to help with my case, if you're interested.
Yeah.
Great.
Heard about your, uh, promotion snafu.
Sorry.
Thanks.
Maybe I can steer you towards detective work.
You seem to have a knack for it.
Where were you this morning at 10:40, Malcolm?
Russell park.
I run there.
You, uh...
happen to step into a puddle of human blood
at the park, Malcolm?
You're making a mistake.
Maybe you didn't set out
to hurt the guy,
but he's in a coma.
Did he disrespect you?
You dating his daughter? What?
You're going to jail for this,
whether you confess or not,
so for our own, uh, morbid curiosity, you know,
Why“ you do it?
I didn't.
We've got a problem.
What?
He could walk. Come on.
The bloody clothes, the videotape?
Do you know how many hours the average juror
spends watching soap operas every week?
I don't know. Four?
17.8".
Per week.
Jurors like simple stories they can understand.
He did it. We caught him.
Doesn't get simpler than that.
But why did he do it?
Unless he confesses,
at trial, we'll be expected to know.
The victim's blood runs straight out of that kid's car,
right up to the front door.
Maybe the jury figures we planted it.
Sets this guy free to caddy for O.J.
But he did it.
Until you know why,
a detective's job isn't done.
How long has Vic been in a motel?
Mew weeks.
Um... we're spending some time apart.
Oh...
I thought maybe he was trying
to make it safer for you and the kids.
Hmm...
Does he have a post office box?
What?
A place where he might get mail
other than his home address?
I don't think so.
You ever seen any statements
from bank accounts
that you never knew existed,
maybe in a family member's name?
No.
Any big purchases this year? Cars, jewelry?
No.
After Matthew's tuition,
it's all we can do just to scrape by.
Matthew?
Our son. He's autistic.
We, um, we send him to a special needs school.
Ooh...
How much does that cost?
A lot.
On a cop's salary?
Yeah. Yeah...
Vic works a ton of overtime.
Is that what he tells you?
Why are you asking me about bank accounts
and PD. Boxes'?
I just want to find out
why Armadillo's targeting Vic's team,
and I want to make sure nobody else gets hurt.
Has Vic done something?
There we go.
Step back, asshole.
Hey!
Hey, is everything cool with you?
Yeah.
You seem like
you're holding back a little bit.
We got a thousand eyes on us right now.
Calling more attention by cracking skulls
doesn't help.
We change the page.
Cassie, what are you doing here, honey?
Mommy brought us.
Why?
Someone smashed our window.
Where's Mommy now?
[DOOR OPENS]
Someone broke into the house?
Are you okay?
All right...
Talk to me.
Why don't you talk?
Somebody's trying to kill you.
They came to our house.
I had a security system put in the house
to protect you.
It worked.
What if I'd been picking one of them up from school?
I had a Pl watching you and the children.
What?
To be safe.
Without telling me?
I didn't want to scare you.
You just didn't want to admit
to what you've been doing.
What did Claudette tell you?
Were you involved
with some drug dealer who died?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Were you?
You know, sometimes, on the street,
you got to make deals to make bigger arrests.
Now, Claudette got you all worked up
over nothing.
I got more truth from her in 10 minutes
than I've gotten from you in a year.
How are we paying for Matthew's school?
You want me to go find out from her?
I love my kids,
and I want a future for them,
so right now, I really need you to step up
and be on my side.
Mom, did you see Daddy?
Yeah. You know what?
Dad's busy with work right now, okay?
Um...
Maybe we'll see him later, all right?
I've got a team member in the burn unit,
the guy who did it out on the street,
and you think now is a good time to screw with my family?
I think Armadillo went to your house
looking for you, Vic.
Lucky your wife and kids
didn't end up in the burn ward.
My family's off-limits.
You tell that to Armadillo.
I'm telling you!
I recommended weeks ago that the Justice Department
provide protective surveillance for the strike team.
They didn't want it.
It's a pride thing.
My report to the city council is due next month.
And I'm sure you'll be fair and accurate.
You wanted to see me?
I contacted Justice.
Starting tomorrow, they're assigned to your team
until Armadillo is in custody.
What?
Why?
Well, this is for your own good.
We can't see anyone else getting hurt.
Who are you to dictate how I work?
Excuse me?
Vic...
If I were you, I'd be careful
about the next thing you say.
I can't afford to be handcuffed by some... part-timer
who thinks she knows what's right.
I am a trained litigator
with a Masters in criminal justice.
Then stay in the classroom.
[DOOR OPENS]
The, uh, cripple called...
I mean the handicapped guy called.
Hey, Dutch.
Dutch!
City workers found this in a storm drain
a half a mile from the alley.
Looks like our weapon to me.
Prints?
No, but there's a lot of hair and blood.
Check out these etchings. They're Thai.
I checked out the Thai cultural center,
where he volunteers at.
This was stolen from there a couple of days ago.
Maybe that'll help with the motive.
Yeah. Yeah, maybe.
[GROANING]
Damn it!
What happened?
I guess the boss must've got my memo.
Armadillo?
The dude that did this
had Mexican prison ink, thick dialect.
One of them imports.
He took my goddamn wheelchair. How wrong is that?
Did you get a name?
Better than that. Got the plate.
Blue Ford, pickup truck-.
God, Van bro.
[GROANS]
Nice work, Van bro.
Sit tight.
Help's on the way.
And a new set of wheels, all right?
Something sporty.
[ENGINE FAILS TO START]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Hands on the wheel now!
Don't even twitch, bitch. Out!
Right on the head, Jose.
Let's go. Let's go!
Get up there.
We're looking for Armadillo.
Any tips?
Oh, I'm getting so tired of playing this game.
Aah!
Here.
Okay, okay, okay!
I know where he is.
Lem, you ride with him. We'll follow.
Turn around. Turn around.
Enjoy the wheelchair, asshole!
Get in.
He was in line.
Guy behind him
sprayed something in his face
with an aerosol can.
It looked like bug spray.
Was there an argument?
Well, he always takes forever to order,
so aerosol guy wanted him to hurry up.
When he didn't,
the dude said, "You're bugging me..."
Psht! Right in the eyes.
Took off that way.
I was just trying to order my lunch.
Every day you hold up my goddamn line.
I was reading the menu!
Hot dogs, hamburgers, that's it!
You idiot!
Hey! Jerk-off!
Homo! Goddamn it.
You married?
Yeah.
I'm getting ready to take the plunge.
Good for you.
You got any kids?
Yeah, I got a boy.
You don't want him to see you in jail, do you?
No.
Good.
So why don't you tell me
about the guy who sprayed you?
He's on the top floor, back unit.
He says Armadillo's got a few guys in there, probably packing.
All right, let's get the collaterals out of here.
You take the truck and cover the back.
[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING]
You, uh, know much about Thai culture, Malcolm?
I'm not really into my roots.
You volunteer at the Thai cultural center
two nights a week.
It's a good place to meet girls.
Yeah,
and to, uh...
pick up antique artifacts.
This was stolen from there a couple of days ago,
from a room you had access to.
You see these, uh, ornate little symbols?
They represent, uh...
Fertility, family, bloodlines.
Okay.
How come you never asked his name?
Who?
The old man you beat up. You want to hear it?
His last name was Kusa.
He came over from Thailand a couple years ago.
Kusa. Am I pronouncing that right?
I guess.
How would you say it?
I wouldn't.
So you won't even say his name?
All right, drop smoke,
headin the front door.
Armadillo runs out the back,
Lem's there waiting.
Go.
[SIRENS APPROACHING]
Whoa. Wait, wait.
What the hell is this?
What's going on?
I'm unarmed!
He called.
Gave himself up.
Is that so?
Turn around.
Looks like he saw
the writing on the wall.
Somebody did a job on his face.
It's an ugly world.
More and more.
I was attacked by the bug spray guy.
When? Three days ago.
I got your partner's card from the hot dog stand
about the man who was attacked with bug spray.
He got me too.
Serial sprayer?
That's weird.
It's kind of a dumb case.
He is hurting people, but...
Nah, same principle as a killer.
Driven by inadequacy and frustration,
one acts out with insecticide,
the other with deadly force.
Why don't you run with it?
Me?
We're swamped today.
It'll be a while
before a detective can look into it.
I don't know.
Sure you do.
You've got great instincts.
Really?
Calling the cultural center about that scepter?
I think it's gonna be the key to finding motive.
Bug spray guy is yours, right?
Yeah.
Where would you start?
Both attacks took place within a couple of blocks.
He probably lives within the area.
Good.
I could call the drug stores, hardware places,
seeifanyone matching our description
bought any bug spray lately.
Sounds like detective work to me.
Come on, Claudette.
Let me go inside with you, back you up.
Don't take this the wrong way,
but I don't need the help.
We both have been working this case together.
Between what you know and what I know,
we can trip him up.
I'm gonna try this alone.
If you can't make up your mind,
I'll ask Lanie to make the call.
Give her the facts of the case.
You've got a lot on your plate.
Where'd you find the time?
Drug trafficking,
consofidafing a Mexican power base,
murder... Am I leaving anything out?
Oh, yeah.
Juvenile rape.
So you say.
Let's hope
that genius IQ
means you know how to help yourself.
We've got you on tape making a death threat.
That could be anyone's voice.
I'll challenge it in court.
What about the testimony of a cop
with his own grill mark?
You gonna challenge that too?
What happened to your face?
You used to be so pretty.
I'll only give my confession to Detective Mackey.
You don't make demands, not to me.
I speak to Mackey... or my lawyer.
I want to talk alone.
The first few weeks are the worst,
then the skin gets hard.
Stinging goes away.
It's time for me to leave.
You should've left when I gave you the chance.
My business here is done.
Everything's in place.
Now you're going to help me get home.
Help you?
You have no choice.
The second you did this to me, you gave me control.
So unless you and your men want a cell
next to mine,
you do what I say.
Get your man to recant his statement
and get me out of here long enough to cross the border,
we'll call it even.
What about the people you burned and that little girl you raped?
Sometimes life isn't fair.
You wanted me to hurt you.
Every scar is a victory.
This is just my biggest.
[DOOR OPENS]
What'd he say?
He just wanted to gloat.
I guess it's my turn.
He wants to see his lawyer.
Your interrogation's over.
Oh, there he is.
Excuse me.
Mr. Jarvis Stanley?
Yeah?
Let me see your hands.
Why?
I said let me see your hands.
Put your hands on top of your head
and step away from the car, please.
Got pest problems.
It's illegal to carry bug spray?
It is when you're trying to blind people with it.
They were all bugging me.
Ahh...
It's not like I killed anyone.
Actually, it's an assault with a deadly weapon.
Bug spray's poison. That's a felony.
Now you're starting to bug me.
He's got me.
No.
No way.
This does not end like this.
He's gonna play the brutality card
if I don't get Ronnie to recant, set him loose.
Then that's what we got to do.
No.
I couldn't look Ronnie in the eye.
I did this.
I'll take all the heat.
Make sure you guys get a pass.
Hey, come on.
You could be looking at jail time-.
I barely saw my kids today.
I'm gonna go give them a call.
What are we gonna do?
What are... What are we gonna do, Shane?
I'm thinking.
God!
Shit!
Where are we going?
To make a deal.
Your family comes
from an area in northern Thailand
known as the hill tribe region,
known for its tribal wars.
In fact, your family's been feuding with another clan
for over 800 years.
Not me.
Rape,
torture, genocide.
That's a pretty gnarly family tree.
The other family's name is Kusa,
and now I know why you beat him into a coma,
and now a jury's gonna know it too.
My dad was pissed.
Your dad?
The old guy comes into the center
and signed the guest book "Kusa."
I told my dad, you know, as a joke...
but he went crazy.
He starts talking about killing this guy,
like, really killing him...
So I figure I scare Kusa away first,
act like I was protecting the family name or whatever.
Get him to leave the neighborhood.
And the scepter was to drive the point home?
I followed him outside the center,
and I told him who I was.
Before I could say anything,
the old freak spits in my face and starts waling on me,
screaming at me in Thai.
I only hit him back to protect myself.
He was half dead, hanging from a pole.
That's a pretty tough sell for self-defense.
It was at first...
[SOBBING] but something happened to me.
Blood.
I never stood up for my family before.
I know it was wrong...
but somehow, it made sense.
So what'd he do?
Guy walked right past us smoking weed.
Yeah, we didn't want to haul him in,
but we asked him to put it out...
Blows smoke right in our face.
Idiot.
Now we know the "why."
Yeah,
and I couldn't have done it without you.
Thanks.
You know, up until now,
I was really focused on getting ahead on the street,
but after seeing the whole detective angle...
I don't know,
it just kind of felt like we were partners.
There was a real connection there.
Good back and forth.
Yeah.
You were great.
Thanks.
What?
Um, uh...
Kim's making me dinner tonight.
I've got to, uh...
I have a lot of... Oh, shit.
What's going on?
Oh, my God.
What?
I just...
[WHISPERING] I almost kissed Dutch.
Oh, my God. Why?
I don't know.
It was a momentary lapse.
Was he devastated?
No, he's the one
that pulled away from me.
Oh, my God.
I know. Shoot me.
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Hey! Give me the key!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Get away from that man!
Hey, hey, hey! Get off of him!
All right, hands up, hands up, everybody!
Watch the knife! Call a medic!
Call a medic! I'm calling.
Jesus Christ!
Who searched that guy? I did.
How could you miss a knife that size?
It wasn't on him when I frisked him
after the arrest.
Upstairs.
Nope.
[SHUTTER CLICKING]
What happened?
Los Mag O.G. with a grudge.
Stabbed him nine times.
Won't say why.
Jesus.
Unbelievable, huh?
Armadillo Quintero.
I thought maybe you might like that
for your personal files.
This case is closed.
File it where it belongs.
You want to know what I think happened?
Vic was Tio's drug landlord,
gave him protection.
Tio gave him favors and a cut of the business.
When Armadillo killed Tio,
Vic fried his face on the grill,
and that's why he didn't want me to find him.
Why'd you get in my way?
I made a mistake.
You're just now realizing that?
Oh, I'm sorry.
Heard about your suspension.
I searched that guy from head to toe.
Call your PBA rep.
Get your side of the story on record.
Is all of this a joke, Vic?
What?
Everything.
Everything that's happening to me lately.
You're a good cop, Danny.
I miss you.
I know.
I just can't act on that right now.
Right.
Did you get them to sleep?
I got a guy to replace the window tomorrow.
I've got things to do tomorrow.
I'll have him call ahead
and make sure you're at home.
Just leave me his number.
I'll take care of it myself.
Okay.
Listen, I got to have more time with the kids,
not just dinners.
I need some mornings, some weekends.
Hey, they're my kids too.
If I want to see them more, I'm gonna see them.
You can't even spend three dinners a week,
and now you want more time?
Goddamn it.
Don't do this.
I'm gonna make more time, okay?
I've got to get back to basics.
Start by being a good dad again.
You can't promise them that.
I'm serious.
I gotta make some changes.
Leave the number for the window guy.
Little Pop heads back to Pelican Bay,
where he has more respect and business
than he ever did before.
We're gonna cover his mom's expenses
till after the sentencing.
I'll never forget what you guys did for me.
Don't worry. We won't let you.
Tell Ronnie I'll see him tomorrow.
Enjoy the painting.
Not a problem.
Take it easy.
Goodnight, boss.
[DOOR CLOSES]
We both know.
What happened to Ronnie,
that's on you.
It's all on you.
♪ If I ever leave this world Alive ♪
♪ The madness that you feel ♪
♪ Will soon subside ♪
ISO in aword ♪
♪ Don't shed a tear ♪
♪ I'll be here When it all gets weird ♪
Nfleverl'
♪ Leave this world ♪
♪ Alive ♪
Yeah.
♪ So when in doubt ♪
♪ Just call my name ♪
♪ Just before you go insane ♪
♪ If I ever leave this world ♪
♪ Hey, I may never Leave this world ♪
♪ But if I ever Leave this world ♪
♪ Alive ♪
♪ She says I'm okay ♪
♪ I'm all right ♪
♪ Though you have gone From my life ♪
♪ You said that it would ♪
♪ Now everything should Be all right ♪
♪ She says I'm okay ♪
♪ I'm all right ♪
♪ Though you have gone From my life ♪
♪ You said that it would ♪
♪ Now everything should ♪
♪ Be all right ♪
♪ Yeah, should be all right ♪
[EMMA CHUCKLES]
[TIT]