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Fine. Okay.
[Caliban grunting]
-[knocking on door] -[officer] Matheson Police. Open up.
Ellie, did you truly believe that was gonna work?
[scoffs] It'll be fine.
[groans]
Cars?
What treachery is this, Bolton?
[grunts]
♪ Put on a happy face ♪
[panting]
["The Trolley Song" by Judy Garland playing]
[whirring]
[birds chirping]
[song ends]
I'm not talking about this.
[Captain] Where are we?
-[screams] -[glass shattering]
Lo, lo, again. Bite him to death, I prithee.
Not bad.
How long have they existed?
[whispering intensifies]
Actually, I'm glad I caught you.
They've threatened the life of you and your son.
He knows his lines. That's his first line.
he'll never be able to get the rest of the keys from the chest
[song fades]
-[monitor dinging] -[siren wailing]
[siren wailing]
[breathes deeply]
The lights are going out.
[girlfriend] You should have told me.
[scoffs]
I have one more idea.
-[Bode on phone] I need to warn you. -Bode.
Sure. Thanks, Mr. Ridgeway.
-[yelping] -Oh my God!
-Faster! -Okay.
Are they good, Gordie?
-[Captain grunts] -[Ellie gasps]