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...would you have done it?

And Gemma wasn't going to jail till she knew that baby was safe.

- Attack my son, you make it about me. - I'm not attacking anyone.

Maybe it's not a question

It's buried in his skull.

Your mother thinks this is about protecting me.

- He killed the fat man. Whoa, whoa.

Yeah. Father Kellan Ashby.

Oswald's cargo plane unloads in Manchester.

Sorry. I knew Lander since I was 4.

You have no idea who we are.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

And your porn pussy, it scaring you away?

You don't have to leave yet.

I need your help with Dr. Knowles.

I don't care how bad you're hurting. You need to focus your rage.

You don't have to worry about me, Mom.

Let him go back to Jimmy.

That was a high-traffic zone you were ripping through last night.

You expect me to believe that?

No. But I know who does.

From there, we ferry to Belfast.

- Had to be Salazar. - Anybody else see this?

You have to be the constant.

Sorry, brother.