Flashpoint s03e12 Episode Script

What am I supposed to do with you? Alex We're supposed to spend our whole lives together.
I know.
(Sirens wail, tires screech) I'm sorry, they made me.
I didn't have a choice.
(Gun clicks, woman gasps) (Inhales and exhales slowly) You You Are Are Very Very unbelievably Unbelievably Overwhelmingly I can't do it.
(Breathing heavily) (Techno music plays, club patrons chatter) I got great news.
What? That guy? The guy from Arizona? Mm-hmm.
I didn't wanna tell you until it was a done deal, but tonight, 2 am.
Tonight? Vip lounge.
He's coming in through the side door, he does not get a tour, and I want you to serve him.
No one else in or out.
You got it? Except for my man Thomas.
Thomas: Seriously? (Imitates plane engine) Thomas: Just like that? Carson: Flying him in.
Thomas: Nice! Woo! (Triumphant laughter) Yeah! This is the beginning of our future.
Hey, baby Hey You don't need to do this.
You worry too much.
Thomas: It's go time, baby! (Laughs) (Dialling slowly) (Phone rings) It's Jackie.
It's tonight.
Spike: Quite the standoff.
You using intimidation tactics to make the food come out, or are you waiting for back-up before you go in? Wordy: There he is.
There you go, buddy.
All yours.
What's this? Wordy: I told you.
It's the stuff from the girls for the baby.
Keep whatever you like, i don't think we're going for number four.
You guys got a name yet? No.
That's a nice color.
Briefing room.
Okay, all right.
Thanks.
Wordy: Yep.
Parker: They're coming in.
You remember Detective Merry Danner from financial crimes.
Ed: Merry, good to see you again.
Merry: No, it's not.
I'm springing this on you guys last minute.
We take it how it comes.
I appreciate that.
Okay.
We've had our electronic eye on this man, Alexander Carson, for some time.
Mr.
Carson is a clearing house for stolen credit card information.
He's got a network of skimmers in several cities.
Five star restaurants, clothing boutiques And his people only skim the cream, big spenders on high limit cards.
When they've loaded a device with information from dozens of cards, they return it to Carson's network who upload the information - card number, holder's name, expiry date, everything in the magnetic strip.
Then they either run blank stock through a card encoder to create a clone card, or more recently, Mr.
Carson has been packaging bundling data from thousands of cards and then auctioning the packet to the highest bidder at illegal web auctions.
Jules: How much money are we talking here? Merry: Typically, information from one card is worth 10, 20 dollars.
Carson's been getting up to 50.
That difference is worth millions.
Okay, so why the sudden move? Merry: Mr.
Carson is stepping up to the next level.
Meet the big fish - mark Griffin.
Slippery fingers in every corner of data theft.
Mr.
Griffin is so impressed with Carson's product, he wants it all for himself.
So they're agreed to a very rare face-to-face.
Okay, let me ask you this.
Who's the primary target? Is it Carson or is it Griffin? Two birds with one stone.
And the meet's in Just under two hours.
Oh we can handle any last-minute tac plans; Just tell us where.
Subterranean club, owned by Carson.
Old shoe factory converted into a multi-level nightclub.
Okay, how reliable is your intel here? Merry: Very.
We've got a ci inside close to Carson.
Jackie emery.
We caught her skimming in the club a couple of months back.
(Danner to Jackie) I.
D.
Fraud, credit card fraud, computer fraud.
I don't touch the computers.
I don't even know where they are.
Merry: Still, when I put those charges before a judge, next to your previous drug convictions it was just pot! I wind up thinking the sentence will be pretty close to the 15 year Max.
If you think that there's any way in hell that I am gonna turn on the man I love the man you love made you do this.
He didn't make me do anything.
What he did was show me that you don't just sit here and take what life throws at you.
Do you have any idea who I was before I met him? You owe him? I love him.
Do you get the difference? Yeah, I do.
Jackie, we're gonna get him, with or without you.
But if you help us? Maybe we can talk about making things a little easier for Alex, too.
Wait a sec.
So she's in a relationship with this guy? You're sure we can trust her? I had the same doubts, but she's fed us good information, filled in a lot of gaps.
And we wouldn't know about the Griffin meet without her.
Okay.
How's it going down? A face-to-face in the club's vip lounge.
Two entrances.
The one from the back has two bouncers, one armed.
We'll need to get to them before they can alert Carson.
Jules: It's Saturday night.
There's gonna be a lot of civilians.
Merry: We've got that covered.
Jackie's agreed to lock that door to the vip lounge from inside the club.
So we go in the back door, we got 'em trapped.
Parker: And I don't want any chance of this spilling out into the club.
So, spike and Sam, you work from inside.
Plain club clothes? Just two guys out on the town, yeah.
Merry: We've got my people too.
Okay, your people need to stay invisible, till we are inside and secure.
Of course.
But I'd like to be close.
Yes.
We can use your help.
Winnie: Sorry.
Somebody's here from the AG's office.
My warrants.
How's that for cutting it close? That's what we do.
(Computer trills and beeps) (Dance music plays, clubbers chatter) Why don't you go get yourself a drink.
Hey.
They're here.
Hey, baby.
(Clears throat) How do I look? You look fine.
Fine? Baby! Come on, this is our future here.
Okay, look.
You look good.
Mm-hmm.
You look good.
I love you.
Watch the door.
Mm-hm.
Two cokes, a bourbon rocks, a glass of Merlot, and a bottle of champagne on ice.
Already done.
(Club buzzes with chatter) Mr.
Griffin I presume.
Griffin: You presume right.
You always try to put a face to the name on the screen in this business, but you're usually wrong.
Because most of the names are fake.
(Dance music beats loudly, lively chatter throughout club) Britt, um, cover me while I do this, okay? Britt: Okay.
(Dance music plays loudly, clubbers chatter) She's heading into the vip.
Hey, boys.
Doorman: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sorry.
Private entrance.
Private function.
Come on.
I'd make a great addition to any party.
No, no, no.
Listen, stay.
Get your hands off me! Keep your hands off me! That's no way to touch a woman, huh?! Parker: Right here, buddy.
Shhh, don't say a word.
Don't say a word.
Merry: Guys! Over here, take 'em to your people.
All right.
Good luck.
Parker: Loud and aggressive, Eddie? Eddie? Yeah.
In position.
Spike, standing by.
Awaiting confirmation at locked door.
Ten thousand valid cards on here.
It's amazing, eh? Griffin: If they're as good as the last batch, yeah.
Why don't you make some transactions and see.
(Computer trills and beeps) Good.
(Computer beeps) Good.
(Computer beeps) Good.
Ah, that's enough, I trust this guy.
You have my information? Caymans or Zurich? Caymans.
Spike: Okay, we got the door locked.
Subjects are contained.
On my go.
(Keypad beeps) Hold.
Parker: Hold it, hold it.
What are you doing? You locked the door.
Nobody in or out.
That's why I'm here.
Well, you weren't here when I got here.
I was right over there.
Ed: What's going on? Did she lock the door? Did she or didn't she? Spike: She did.
Then she started talking to some guy.
Okay, what does that mean? We saw her lock the door.
Ed Your call, boss.
Okay.
Do it.
Count it down.
Verify the transaction.
Ed: Three Two (Door crashes open, SRU team shouts aggressively) (Computer beeps, SRU shouts out orders) (Laptop slaps shut) Carson is at large in the club.
Repeat, Carson is at large.
We don't have Carson! The door wasn't locked, we don't have Carson! Boss, the doors weren't locked.
Detective danner, secure your perimeter.
Carson's not in custody.
I repeat, Carson's not in custody.
(Dance music plays, clubbers chatter) (USB key crunches) Thomas: Yo, what's going on? A bust! SRU in the lounge.
What?! All right, we need a distraction.
We pull a pink Floyd and then I'll light it up.
All right.
(Clubbers chatter, dance music plays) Ed: Boss, we got too many people in here.
We're gonna have to sift them out one by one, Eddie.
(Footsteps patter on stairs) (Music halts abruptly, clubbers chatter, alarmed) (Gunshot pops loudly, clubbers scream in fear) Parker: Shots fired! Shots fired! (Glass shatters, clubbers scream) Sam: No joy.
Can't see a shooter.
We'll need lights; We need to control this.
Spike: Electrical room's in the basement, southeast corner.
Ed: Jules, with me.
Let's go now.
Parker: Careful, Eddie.
Whoever threw that breaker could still be down there.
(Fleeing screams) Sam: Police! Stay calm! Spike: Everybody, calm down! Calm down! Sam: Go, get outta here! Spike: Move, move! Go, go! Sam: Go, go, go, go! (Frightened gasps) Jackie, it's me.
Oh my God, Alex! We gotta go.
We gotta go.
This is the police.
Everyone calm down.
This is the police.
Stay where you are! Stop moving, now! Everybody move away from the exits.
Slow and steady, and everybody goes home.
(Quiet murmurs) Wordy, you work with danner.
Create a containment area at the main exit.
We can't let this guy slip away, okay? And hold onto the staff, too.
Copy that.
(Lever clunks, music plays loudly) Please turn the music off.
The shots were a diversion.
Shattered a light box.
Jackie: (Grunts and winces) Carson: Come on, up, go, go.
Dammit! Thomas: They knew.
They knew Griffin was coming tonight.
Carson: I know.
Thomas: Somebody talked.
Carson: They're probably only watching the exits.
Fire escape, this way.
Hey! We got a snitch, Alex.
I know! But what do you want me to do about it now? Let's go.
Sam: We saw her lock the door, boss.
Ed: Yeah, or she pretended to.
Jules: Well, I'd say Danner's CI isn't on our side after all.
The guy she was talking to could've made her unlock it.
Jules: Well where is she? We've searched this place top to bottom.
Okay, let's roll with it, guys.
We don't know what happened.
Wordy? Wordy, any sign of Carson or Jackie yet? Nothing yet.
It looks like every exit was covered.
Parker: Okay, let the unis take care of the exits.
Come back inside.
Bring danner with you.
Let's go see what her big fish has to say.
Wordy: Copy that.
Detective danner, boss needs us in the vip.
After you.
(Computer beeps) You wrote a kill-switch macro, didn't you? She scrubbed the hard drive with a single keystroke.
Parker: Can you get anything out of it? Maybe, with some time.
We can.
It's our investigation.
It's our evidence.
Give it to her, spike.
Eddie Go ahead.
All yours.
Thank you.
Keep smiling, Mr.
Griffin.
You're on your way to jail.
I'd like you to speak to my lawyer.
Merry: You can call him from the station.
Gentlemen.
Keep walking.
Parker: Spike.
Spike: Copy that.
I stand by my ci, sergeant.
She lost her nerve.
I don't believe that.
We might be more objective.
Objectivity does not play here.
Jackie told us about the meet.
She gave up Carson.
You think he's pegged her as the snitch? He knows someone's been talking and he'll be looking for payback.
Ed: She could've run on her own, right after not locking the door.
We were watching the exits.
Look, at least two people breached your perimeter tonight.
Parker: Okay, Eddie.
Ed: Boss, come on.
Merry: I am, and will be, responsible for my ci.
And this bust.
All right.
So if she's with Carson Yeah, we need to find her.
(Car tires screech) (Brakes squeal) (Pants and grunts) Babe, baby, calm down.
Baby, calm down! Don't tell me to calm down! Tom! Do not get outta the car.
You think I'm the informant? Thomas: Are you? Jackie: No.
Then why'd you lock the door? Jackie: I told you, I didn't know you were watching the door.
Alex said no one in, no one out.
(Headlights shatter, Carson grunts forcefully) The cops came in from the street.
Well, where else are they supposed to come in from? Right.
Pretty convenient.
You think it's me? You go tell him.
Huh? Go tell him.
(Carson grunts, enraged) Jackie: Baby! It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It is okay.
Okay? You are fine.
It's okay, okay? You're okay.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Jules: They're in love.
But it's volatile and they fight a lot? Yeah, they're in love.
When they first met, they were really wild.
But then they knew they had something special, so they stopped fighting and drinking.
They wanna have kids.
All that.
Jackie's got a big heart.
She's not a bad girl.
Carson: All right, we can figure this out.
All right, we got money offshore.
We just need some cash to disappear.
Phone! Gimme your phone! Jackie: It's in my bag at the club.
Thomas, phone! Gimme your phone! (Carson breathes heavily) Where are you? Good.
Jackie: Baby? What are you doing? What do you think? We can't drive off in that.
Thomas, you still remember how to hotwire? You guys just dump me here, man.
Carson: Why? Thomas: Why?! You two want me to go on the lam with you? No, I'll take my chances.
You're coming! Parker: Whatever Jackie's motives were, whether she's working with us or against us? We have to assume that Carson made her as a ci and her life is at risk.
There's no card skimming equipment in that building, there's no computer trail? It's off site, we don't know where.
Carson's mobile, or very well cloaked.
Any and all electronic surveillance, are your warrants? If that's what you mean.
Ed: What do need here, spike? Spike: Detective danner, it's your investigation, but gimme a chance at the lawyers laptop.
I'll have to take it apart.
He's good, right? Parker: He's the best.
Sam: So what is this, love on the run type thing? Bonnie and Clyde? Still a lot of unknowns.
So what do you think? Jules: I think that it's complicated.
This girl, she's stuck in the middle, she's emotionally reacting while the whole thing snowballs.
I don't even think that she knows what outcome she wants.
She's flipping.
Ed: So she still may end up on our side.
She could.
(Grunts angrily) Thomas: Hey, don't worry, man.
We'll find out who did this to us.
(Computer beeps) Merry: Well I'll be damned.
Spike: See? Got a transaction with hits on two I.
P.
Points.
If I can access your database, and trace one more You can triangulate.
Maybe.
Sorry.
Yeah.
(Computer beeps) You're right, he's good.
Parker: Spike? Spike: Boss, it was you that saved the bacon.
You must've shut the screen on that computer right when the scrub started.
Merry: He recovered 70 percent of the hard drive.
Then I decrypted an old transaction between Griffin and Carson, followed this wild I.
P.
Spoofing trail, like Prague, Cambridge, england, Rio Fast forward.
Then pinpointed him to an address in the east end.
Let's go.
(Sirens wail) A greasy spoon's his front? Yeah, check out the roof.
That's a lot of gear for a $3.
99 breakfast.
Parker: Okay, Eddie, it smells good.
You're looking for an office, a dedicated room Copy.
(Door chimes jingle) Ed: Police.
Waitress: What do you want? Ed: Wordy, you hang here.
Wordy: Got it.
(Laptop clicks shut) (Keypad beeps) Ed: Police! Right there! Right there! George: Okay, okay! Don't shoot! Ed: Greg, we got an accomplice here, but Carson and Jackie are still at large.
(Car engine roars) (Tires screech) What are you doing, baby? We're waiting, all right? For the cash.
And I still have half a million dollars worth of data to flog.
Cops burst in and Griffin never transferred the money to my account.
All right, he could be the one who sold us out.
(Scoffs) Oh, what's that supposed to mean? Nothing.
Nothing.
Out.
Both of you.
(Car door opens) I don't know any Carson.
Ed: You were packing up his cash and his computer, come on.
Jules: Which means you're either stealing them, or you're delivering them.
Ed: So which is it? I don't know any Carson.
Sam: He's got you doing all his heavy lifting, all his dirty work.
Jules: And, you know, cases like these, when you get your fingerprints everywhere? Guess who gets sold out in the end? Sam: Guess who takes the fall for the brains of the operation? So you either tell us where you're meeting Carson, or you will take the fall.
I guarantee it.
There down at the Leslie spit.
So who ratted? Yo, I don't know.
Yeah, you suspect.
What're you looking at her for? Come on, man, it was her.
What? Baby, I would never do that to you.
Agh! That just makes me think it was you.
Don't point that at me, man.
Tell me what I need to know.
Thomas: Alex, I caught her locking the door up at the meet, just before the cops came in.
You told me to.
You told me to.
You said no one in or out.
Baby, I was just doing what you told me.
No one in or out.
I got out.
The door wasn't locked.
Yeah, I made her unlock it.
Jackie: I didn't doing anything! Thomas: Yeah, yeah, whatever.
You're gonna believe that? What do you think, man? I'm gonna trust you over my own woman? I don't think you see straight anymore.
Oh, you don't? Yeah, I think you've been blind since she showed up! Jackie: Shut up! Carson: Just keep on talking! She's using you, man! You take her in, you get her close, you trust her with our business, bro?! Shut up! She doesn't care about you, man! Shut up! She doesn't love you, bro! She's only looking out for herself.
(Hard punch, Jackie grunts) Thomas: Yo, what, what?! Jackie: (Grunts forcefully) (Gunshot pops, Thomas cries out) Jackie: (Gasps and whimpers) (Grunts softly) (Gasps) Oh my God What did you do? (Crying) (Raspy breaths) (Horrified breaths) Jackie, you saw him come at me, right? (Crying) Carson: Baby, you saw him come at me, right? I didn't have a choice.
I didn't want to, but he made me do it.
He made me do it! I didn't have a choice! (Jackie cries quietly) Jackie, come here, baby.
No.
Get in the car.
Get in the car! (Sobbing) No (Crying) You're all right, Jackie.
I need you to pull yourself together, okay? Okay? (Jackie sobs quietly) (Gasping for breath) (Engine rumbles) Sam: Is that our guy? Yeah, it is.
Ed: Can we be more specific? Spike: It's the guy who interrupted Jackie at the door in the club.
Parker: Got id? Thomas Arvedson.
And who's Thomas Arvedson in all this? (Police sirens wail) Huh let's ask danner.
Danner: He's an associate of Carson's.
Parker: How is he an associate? Detective danner: We're not really sure.
Ed: You're not sure? Like you weren't sure about the reliability of your ci? Like you weren't sure where Carson's base was? You jumped the bust here, officer.
Parker: You were hungry to get Griffin, I get that, but you put my people in the line of fire before you had the whole picture.
Ed: You're gonna lose both cases.
Griffin and Carson.
We can still get Carson.
Parker: He's homicide's case now.
Maybe they can make it stick.
The phone that was used to call the guy we grabbed at the diner.
So what, they come down here to meet the money, Carson thinks Thomas is a snitch and offs him? What? Spike: But why didn't Thomas finger Jackie first? He saw her lock the door.
We should be standing over her body.
Sam: What if Jackie told Thomas it was Carson, pinned it all on him.
I don't think that's our girl.
What makes you say that? I don't think she would escalate it this way.
Not by choice.
I mean, she may be reckless, but I think she just wants this whole thing over with.
Sam: And if Thomas accused her? Jules: She would deny it.
But I think Carson is so in love with her he couldn't even imagine her betraying him.
The guilt would be hitting right about now.
She'd see this is her fault.
Yeah.
So if she's coming back to our side, it would be now.
Carson: I mean, I had to do it.
He sold us out.
You saw the way that he came at you.
I mean, you know someone, you work with them, you help them, and they stab you in the back.
I mean, I just can't let that go, can I? Baby, we need to give ourselves up.
What? We've got no cash.
Where're we gonna go? Carson: Listen, we'll lay low.
I'm gonna think of something.
We got cash offshore, we just need to get to it.
This is never gonna go away.
They'll find Thomas.
Don't you ever say his name again! Fine, they've got Griffin.
He'll tell them everything.
Don't worry about Griffin.
All right, he's gonna be out in 24 hours.
Oh, baby! (Laughs) I chartered Griffin a plane.
It is waiting for him.
We just need to get to it.
You see? You and I, we just keep fighting.
We just keep fighting and everything's gonna be all right.
Jackie: Alex It was me.
What was you? The police.
I gave the information.
It wasn't Thomas.
It was me.
And I can't carry this anymore, baby.
I love you, but it was me! It was me! It was me! It was me! Don't do this to me, Jack! Jackie: It was me! (Brakes squeal) (Rapid pounding, Carson howls in anguish) (Jackie sobs) (Retching) (Jackie cries quietly) (Phone keys beep) (Danner's phone rings) Spike: Unis found Carson's car same lot had a stolen car report this morning.
He'll dump that one pretty quickly too.
(Snaps her fingers) Jackie: It doesn't matter.
I ruined everything.
(Crying) I deserve to die.
Does he know about you, Jackie? Friend.
Jackie, I have a friend who wants to talk to you, okay? (Crying) Parker: Jackie, this is sergeant Parker.
You can call me Greg.
I was at the club last night.
I know things didn't work out the way you wanted.
I just want this over.
So do we, Jackie.
Jackie: But it keeps going on and on.
It keeps getting worse.
From now on we can make it better.
We can do that.
No we can't.
You don't get it.
Parker: Yes I do.
Jackie: No, you don't get it.
Yes, I do.
I'm at the Leslie spit right now.
You're with Thomas? Parker: Yes.
You don't have to run from this.
(Crying) Jackie: It was an accident.
I swear it was an accident.
Parker: I believe you.
We see signs of struggle.
And if you want this to be over, finally free of this, you need to tell us where you are.
(Sharp indrawn breath) Jackie? We're going to the plane, the private plane that Griffin came on.
Parker: Thank you, Jackie.
If I don't make it, it doesn't matter.
Parker: Oh yes it does.
Yes it does.
Are you in danger right now? Jackie? Jackie? Are Airport.
I'm right behind you.
Jackie, where are you going? Jackie! I am done! Get back here! No, I'm done! We are not done! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I killed my friend.
And you were there, so that makes you part of it.
So we are not done! (Tires screech) (Shaky breathes) What am I supposed to do with you? Alex We were supposed to spend our whole lives together.
I know.
Was it real? What? Was any of it real?! Yes.
Alex, I love you.
Then why? I'm sorry.
They made me.
I didn't have a choice.
(Gun clicks) (Crying) No, no! No, please (Sirens wail) Spike: The plane is a falcon Should be in the a hangar, southeast corner of the airport.
Parker: 'Kay, listen up, everybody.
I know this is a long shift, so this is just to remind everybody, including myself, no matter how this went down tonight, it doesn't matter.
However Jackie played this, it doesn't matter.
She's still a ci under imminent threat.
Spike and Jules, you head to the hangar.
Sam and ed, I want you on the periphery.
Copy that.
We're minutes away.
(Sirens wail) (Tires and brakes squeal) Parker: Jules, check the vehicle.
Spike, cut the engine.
Wordy, hangar roof - you're Sierra.
Wordy: I'm Sierra? Parker: Go! Jules: Cars empty.
(Plane engine hisses loudly) Open the door.
(Plane engine shuts down) Parker: Alex Carson! This is sergeant Greg Parker with the police strategic response unit! You need to exit the plane.
Show me your hands! Do it now! No visual on the subject.
No visual.
(Hatch clicks) He's coming out.
Show me your hands.
Show me your hands! Show me your hands! Alex Carson! You need to exit the plane, you need to do it now! Show me your hands, Jackie.
Where is he? You're Greg.
I recognized your voice.
Parker: I've got Jackie.
Carson's not on the plane.
Where is he, Jackie? He's not here.
Why'd you do this? Why do you keep helping him like this? Everything I have, everything I am, is because of him.
I should never have sold him out.
Thomas is dead because of me.
And when I told him Alex looks at me and He just forgives me.
(Panting) Parker: Okay, team one, Carson's on the run.
Repeat, Carson is not yet in custody.
Wordy: Sierra, I have the subject on foot, northbound, east side.
(Panting) (Tires screech) I got him.
Wordy: He's coming back towards the plane.
(Tires screech) (Panting) (Fence rattles) Alex?! I need you to put the gun down! Let's see some hands! Put the gun down! Hands on the fence! Hands on the fence! Put the gun down, Alex! I have the solution.
I have the solution too, boss.
Sierra, hold.
Spike, hold.
Ed: Put your hands up on the fence.
Do it now! Come on now.
Drop the gun.
I guess it's not the broken heart that kills ya, huh? Ed: Alex, you're a smart guy here.
So take the long view.
It is still life.
Not without her.
(Sirens wail on approach) Just put the gun down.
I said put the gun down! I have to see her again.
Then drop the gun.
I have to say goodbye.
Ed: Put the gun down, Alex.
Alex Alex, you put the gun down and I give you my word you will.
She does not wanna see you die, Alex.
Sam.
Okay.
Jules? Jackie! I'm so sorry.
Baby, no.
I'm so sorry.
when it's time to go say so and I'll know when it's time to go when it's time to leave don't grieve for me when it's time to leave but just wave goodbye just wave goodbye Eddie, I gotta ask you about what happened at the club.
You hesitate at the door because you had a bad feeling? Or is this thing at home leaking into work? That's why you put me on perimeter? I'm glad I did.
Okay, Greg, look.
We did the best we could with the information we had.
If I had had a bad feeling, I would've said something.
Would ya? Don't hold onto my hand I saw Sophie last night and she said that I have to choose.
What do you mean? It's her, the kids, or it's the job.
It's the job.
Now what am I supposed to do with that? What am I supposed to do? Just wa-a-ave goodbye