喂。你哋點樣出嚟㗎？
做咩嘢呀，細路？放鬆啲。喂……（模糊嘅無線電對話）（直升機螺旋槳聲）（相機快門聲）
你入過去未？
你搵到啲咩？
畀你啦，探員。唔該。今朝有啲攰。做咗雙更。係呀。大家都係咁。早晨，Catherine。早晨，Gil。呢度就係Tony Braun間屋。Sam Braun個仔。GRISSOM：佢係Steve Wynn之前嘅Steve Wynn。係呀，冇錯。Sam嚟到Vegas嗰陣，Vegas就快死。一年起咗三間賭場。同Bugsy Siegel有聯繫。
真係希望Tony Braun個花王幫我做嘢。佢一嚟就聞到唔對路。窗簾拉晒。側門冇鎖。狗放咗出嚟。「A」加「B」加「C」等於9-1-1。
一切睇落好整齊好平靜，係咪？
追龍。少少海洛英，加熱錫紙，吸入啲煙。
再配Xanax。100粒藥丸。尋日先配嘅藥。所以關於Tony仔嘅傳聞係真嘅。吸毒過量。睇落似係。如果人生咁簡單就好。字幕由PARAMOUNT PICTURES贊助
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SIDLE：八卷菲林。兩份副本。單案好熱。快啲處理。好。
唔見咗隻耳環？睇嚟有人唔見咗。
佢手腕有膠漬。佢俾人綁住。用咗某種膠紙。咁就好明顯啦。Braun有訪客。歡迎……定係唔歡迎？啲排泄物去咗邊？車死火會有機油漏。人吸毒過量，啲體液——尿、嘔吐物、糞便——去咗邊？有人幫佢清理過？
SIDLE：心口有有趣嘅吻痕。好奇怪，係咪？
而且佢係被擺放過嘅。
你幾時知道呢單係謀殺，唔係吸毒過量？一開始？係。當我見到電視開住。
（狗吠聲）我話你知一樣嘢——如果嗰啲係我啲狗，我唔會開住呢道閘。係呀，你講緊一個吸毒嘅狗主。佢可以有幾負責任？花王話五年來第一次發現呢道閘冇鎖。今朝有咩唔同？Tony Braun人生最後一個朝早？咁，一係屋入面有人開咗佢，一係有人有鎖匙，因為呢個鎖冇被撬過。冇撬痕。冇金屬碎屑。所以……點解道閘會開？
BROWN：海洛英癮君子嘅碎紙。冇嘢比得上大玩一場。
黑焦油海洛英。呢個係Cadillac同Pinto嘅分別。你點知？呢個係我嘅工作。我數到至少六個波，淨係喺睡房。個毒販一定係由煙囪落嚟。呢度好似七月聖誕節咁。
唔係話Braun需要更多毒品。係呀，睇嚟呢條友乜嘢藥都有。可唔可以喺嗰啲波上面拎到指紋？我連空氣都拎到指紋。
有冇收穫？我搜晒成間屋嘅垃圾桶。外面啲垃圾桶呢？第一時間就check咗。冇。
喂，醫生。隻腳痺咗。（咔嚓聲）我一直好想知道我哋邊個法醫會負責解剖Tony。
佢嘅生活方式唔係秘密——性、毒品同大把錢。手臂冇針孔。呢條友打高爾夫球；著短袖衫。check過腳趾罅……鼠蹊位。佢做嘅嘢都係經鼻入。佢嘅鼻腔好似生牛肉咁。
佢嘴邊呢啲擦傷？咩嚟？吸毒嗰陣好難剃鬚？或者係壓力痕。例如，如果有人喺掙扎期間用枕頭或物件壓住人哋嘅鼻同口。
瘀點出血？都似係窒息。唔一定。病理學雖然係絕對科學，但其實唔係。血管可以喺無害情況下破裂，例如劇烈咳嗽。佢心口呢三個圓形紅色印？唔係蟲咬。冇神經毒素存在，但唔代表冇過度緊張嘅救護員想救呢個傳奇人物嗰陣整到。冇做過心肺復甦。咁我唔知佢哋係咩。淨係吸入海洛英好難過量。我知道佢俾人綁住，令我覺得有人逼佢吞下致命劑量嘅海洛英同Xanax。（模糊嘅無線電對話）唔該。
嘩，你真係好彩我個律師去打高爾夫球。我企喺出面，喺咁熱嘅天氣，幾個鐘頭，答你哋啲蠢問題。呢個係你嘅答案，好冇？呢度係我間屋。好冇？呢度至少係我半間屋。呢個係邊個？BRASS：係Braun嘅女友。佢以前都係脫衣舞孃。可能你哋喺專業層面見過。呢啲係我嘅嘢……同埋，呃……佢過去12個鐘頭去咗邊？呃……等我諗下。天啊！「出咗去。」當Tony嘅毒販出現，佢就走咗。佢喺朋友屋企瞓。佢唔鍾意Tony吸毒嗰陣嘅行為。聽住。如果呢間屋有咩唔見咗，我會將你加入我律師嘅「起訴」名單。你最好收起部相機，唔係就會俾人拉，好冇？你唔可以喺我間屋拉我。而家，你間屋係我哋嘅案發現場……我哋可以做任何嘢，包括打你指模。點解？我冇做過任何嘢。拇指到尾指。我啱啱冇咗男朋友，好冇？你係女人。我只係想保障自己，你明唔明？啲嘢開始唔見。如果Tony喺度，佢會親自同你講，「確保Janine得到照顧。」呢個係律師嘅決定。喂，我喺遺囑入面。梗係啦。
有咩可以幫你？係。Sam Braun喺唔喺度？佢今日唔見任何人。可唔可以話佢知Catherine Willows嚟搵佢？（鍵盤聲）
請等一陣。
杯？
我記得第一次見到你。你冇著衫。係呀，不過好耐之前啦。如果我可以，我會即刻帶你返屋企。我知道，但你嗰陣結咗婚，而我又係個細路女。根本唔會成功。喂，Sam……你點樣？喂，老竇，啲記者塞住代客泊車。我應該叫保安，定係自己搞掂，定係點？我會處理。你返去賭場。確保冇人偷嘢。
你知唔知，返去……67年，我廿幾歲……我喺水牛城嘅一間爛酒吧飲酒。吧枱尾有個前四分衛，雙份威士忌，一次兩杯，由午夜飲到朝早七點。係星期日——比賽日，記住。所以你知我點做？打畀我嘅賭注登記人，買佢輸。你估點？佢竟然傳咗六個達陣。係呀……聽落似Tony。
你知唔知，就算Tony吸毒，佢都可以輕鬆贏過呢啲大學、哈佛類型嘅人。
我唔係因為佢係我仔先咁講。Tony係呢個城市見過最好嘅賭場高層。淨係你知我知……我完全比唔上佢。
而家佢死咗。
吸毒過量。Sam……個台越高，目標越大。
冇人可以唔經過我就射中個目標。嗰個係生意。私人方面呢？
你咩意思？你有冇同Tony講過佢啲女朋友？邊個？我意思係，佢哋全部都係想榨乾佢。Janine Haywood。佢最差……但佢最愛佢。你信唔信？係，我信。
如果我識佢呢類型，而家佢有咗金，就會追銀。
好，左邊係我哋從法醫拎到嘅Braun指紋。右邊係我從Janine Haywood拎到嘅掘金女指紋。呢度開始有趣。我喺呢個樽拎到六個指紋。跟住？全部都係同一個人。好事定……壞事？對我哋嚟講係好事……（鍵盤聲）對Janine Haywood嚟講係壞事。
你有冇見過Brass？今晚冇。點解？哦，空氣指紋。橙色波。氰基丙烯酸酯。實係毒販。喂！喂！小心！證物。你喺邊度搵到？餅乾盒。佢哋黐埋一齊，亂七八糟。我唔想整爛任何潛在指紋，但我見到呢個電視晚餐廣告，突然諗到。我會將佢放入雪櫃。
你有冇試過呢杯咖啡？冇。上次嗰杯飲落似偈油。哦，唔好掂。嗰個係我嘅壺！
你嘅壺？係呀，你知啦，我自己嘅私貨。藍色夏威夷——40蚊一磅。一年只喺大島種幾次，人手採摘，完美無瑕。好。你用緊我嘅水，所以我諗呢個變咗公家咖啡。你想要杯嗎，Nick？唔使，唔該。你隻腳做咩？我唔知呀，老友。可能喺間屋俾嘢咬咗。哦，你喺蟲咬度搽酒精？老友，呢個好似喺燙傷度搽牛油咁。婆仔偏方。係呀，呢條友叫我喺暗瘡度搽痔瘡膏。有效㗎，係咪？
呢個幾好飲。
等我睇下個咬痕，唔係你會生壞疽。恙蟲咬。係呀？可能係行過Braun後院啲蕨類植物嗰陣惹到。睇下Catherine有冇透明指甲油。可以隔絕空氣，止痕。
個狗門點樣？肯定有兩條腿嘅嘢穿過。大部分係部分指紋。指紋實驗室而家處理緊。記得同Janine Haywood嘅指紋對比。
Braun嘅胃內容物。冇食物。好多毒品。Xanax？同海洛英。我以為佢係吸入。吸入同吞食。佢食咗？總之去到。啲未溶解嘅藥丸去咗邊？冇搵到。大多數吸毒過量喺消化完成前就死，啱唔啱？我估，有人將Xanax磨碎，溶喺紅酒入面，而我確實搵到紅酒。好，咁我哋知啲咩可以寫返屋企？Braun係海洛英癮君子，死前用咗大量，即係佢可能好似綿羊咁溫順。唔使好多功夫就可以用膠紙綁住佢雙手。同埋逼佢飲毒藥。將液體灌入人哋喉嚨比逼佢吞100粒藥丸容易好多。唔係100粒。幾多？有根據嘅非正式估計：唔超過50粒。
根據你啲瞳孔，我而家可以拉你。喂，老友，我喺度哀悼。你見到嘅係眼淚。我冇咗個客。好似冇咗份工咁。你係Braun嘅供應商。但我送貨。你最後一次送貨係幾時？佢死前嗰晚。大約9點。問佢女人。佢都幾正。佢話我哋知，你一嚟到，佢就走咗。哦，佢冇走得咁快。我放低咗啲波，Braun畀咗錢，佢畀咗貼士。咩，剃鬚？唔係。30粒Xanax。Xanax？我話過你知，我沖咗落廁所水槽。第一次聽。聽住，我食咗兩粒，畀咗Tony兩粒，唔小心跌咗15或20粒落水槽。係意外。你知唔知，意外？你冇試過倒瀉飲品？最近冇。我哋喺Tony個胃搵到50粒Xanax。唔好賴我。我走咗。我話你知你留低咗啲咩——你嘅指紋喺藥樽周圍。我去咗藥房，排隊，拎藥，簽收，帶返屋企。Tony乜都唔自己做，淨係做嘢同吸毒。佢買咗架全新嘅賓士畀你，係咪？係。仲會買我喺Tony喪禮著嘅裙。聽住，你離開你半間屋之後，去咗邊？朋友度。好，等我哋打畀佢。佢出咗城。等我估下——佢聯絡唔到。即係你搵唔到佢？係。
哦，小心個假人。
已經24分鐘，Greg。呢樣嘢幾時先搞掂？唔好意思，先生，佢唔係焗薯。係Braun嘅血，而且佢系統入面咁多雜質，可能要多少少時間。我有冇同你講過。我以前住紐約？呢個係短篇故事定係長篇小說？（機器嗶嗶聲）唔該。
你知唔知，海洛英嘅半衰期係九分鐘。之後會代謝成嗎啡。六-MAM數值係幾多？158納克每毫升。肯定唔致命。Xanax都係。四分之一毫克藥片，100微克每公升。都係唔致命。時代廣場周圍行嘅癮君子系統入面仲多毒品。所以Braun應該仲行得走得。
你個紐約故事嘅重點係……？哦，我只係想話你知另一種吸海洛英嘅方法——塞肛。你只要倒立，然後等重力……算啦。
Braun唔係死於吸毒過量，無論係意外定係其他。我估到。咁我點解帶個假人嚟？
Braun件衫。Robbins打開佢——佢嘅肺被壓縮。記唔記得Burke同Hare，兩個19世紀蘇格蘭嘅偷屍人，靠迷暈無辜受害者再焗死佢哋維生？將屍體賣畀教學醫院？仲冇俾人捉到，直到有個醫科學生發現自己嘅未婚妻喺解剖枱上。呢個係咪福爾摩斯粉絲會嘅一部分？Janine Haywood話佢喺毒販嚟到嗰陣離開咗間屋。我覺得佢返咗嚟。所以Tony嗰陣應該已經吸緊第三或第四個波。
好容易就可以用膠紙綁住佢手腕，磨碎50粒藥丸……然後強迫佢飲Xanax雞尾酒。所以一切順利，直到花王出現。然後我覺得佢嘅計劃變成恐慌。吸毒過量需要時間——Janine冇嘅時間。
Burke會跪喺受害者心口——啱唔啱？——捂住佢嘅嘴同鼻孔。但係，吸毒嗰陣，你會好論盡。而當你俾人粗暴對待，你會更加論盡。
好似咁。
佢係俾人Burke咗。（電話響）
喂。（沙沙聲）邊度？Brass，你啲聲斷斷續續。
話佢喺Blue Diamond，掘緊啲嘢。（警笛聲）
喂……喂，做咩事？有冇人話你知掘嘢之前要打電話？我有許可喺度。哦，係咪？邊個畀？死人？你叫咩名？我叫Curt Ritten。聽住，
Hey, guys, you might want to check out the basement.
"A sable cloud turns forth its silver lining to the night." That's a lot of motive.
And a lot of silver.
Okay, three rolls of tape found in the truck owned by Curt Ritten. Nice. Let's see if that's where my print came from. No match! Oh, listen to you. Would you rather hit a home run in the fourth or the bottom of the ninth? Let me ask you something. Braun collected silver-- coins, bullion-- 23 tons of it. Why bury it in Blue Diamond? 'Cause he was smart. In the past 20 years, the value of silver's gone to nothing, and a commodity broker's going to charge you a storage fee per troy ounce. And there's only one thing worse than losing seven to eight percent on silver a year, and that's losing nine to ten percent because of some stupid storage fee. What good's collecting silver coupons when you're dead? Depends on who's doing the clipping.
Oh, we got a positive association-- roll to tape-- Curt to Tony. You arresting me for digging? No. Burglary, theft and conspiracy, to start. Tony asked me to move his silver collection up to his ranch in Wyoming. I'm doing what I was told. Mr. Ritten... it appears that we may have physical evidence connecting you to the murder of Tony Braun. Look, I had nothing to do with the drugs. I swear to you, I haven't messed around with that stuff in a long time. I was always telling Tony, as a friend, to get off of it-- to walk away. How'd you know where the silver was buried? Because I built the vault for him. I'm a contractor. That's what I do. Ever work on his house? No. We did... we did talk about me building a basement for him once. It never got off the ground. Oh, so, you've been to his house? We were friends. I've been to his house plenty of times. I was there a couple weeks ago. We were watching the Notre Dame game together. Did you ever leave anythng there? Did you ever bring anything over to his house? Yeah, I brought a six-pack and some chips-- sour cream. Tools of the trade, Curt. Construction items-- hammer, duct tape? No. Why would I do that? I got no idea what you're talking about. Yeah, well, whatever you don't tell us, we'll find it.
That's the quickest warrant I ever got. Yep. Braun family. Long arms.
I thought you said that Ritten's wife lives in Carson City. She does. They both do. He just stays here when he's working. Or digging up silver.
Mrs. Ritten?
Criminalistics.
VEGA: Police officer.
( shrieks ) Geez! You scared me. How'd you get in here? I don't have to ask you that question. How can this be, Mandy? We found the duct tape in the guy's truck. SIDLE: You're telling us the prints on that tape aren't his or hers? Well, if their names are Curt Ritten and Janine Haywood, the answer is, "No. It's not their prints." This is ridiculous. This thing must have a virus. Maybe you have the wrong suspects. Well, that's easy for you to say. All you do is scan prints all day and hit "enter." Look, I'm not your beast of burden. Sara, this is your thing. Mandy... give me something dandy. I'll give you something dandy. Your doggie-door prints. Good-bye. I have to go on a break now.
See what I mean? Your prints came back unknown, too? No. Came back Walt Braun. Who is he? He's Tony Braun's brother. He's a pit boss at the Tangiers, which is why his prints were on file-- gaming card. He's family. Why's he using the doggie door and not the front door? ( chuckling ): Go figure. The more evidence that shows up, the more this case doesn't make sense. We got two suspects in custody, and neither of their prints are on the duct tape. Or on the doggie door... but the brother's are. Mm-hmm. So, call the print lab. It's been done. They're not Walt Braun's prints on the tape. Came back unknown. Hey. I've got Detective Vega rounding up Walt Braun. Apparently, this Janine Haywood really got around. When she wasn't at Braun's house playing girlfriend, she's over at "Vault Boy's" flat playing mistress... which gives neither of them a credible alibi. Flimsy alibis don't prove murder. What else have we got? Nothing probative. BRASS: Then I let the girlfriend go. Curt Ritten goes back to lockup until he posts bail. Look, forget Curt. Forget Janine. Forget the suspects. It's simple. We got to figure out how a piece of duct tape from a roll we found in Curt Ritten's truck ended up wrapped around the wrists of our victim. Without Curt's prints on it.
( speaking indistinctly ) Curt, we're out of here. Oh, you're going to take this, too, huh? CURT: Bonnie... I come down here with a check to bail my husband out, and you say to him, "We're out of here"? No, honey, you're out of here! CURT: Bonnie, take it easy. BONNIE: Take it easy?! How many men do you need, huh? Hey, at least I can take care of mie. I've stuck by you through the bankruptcies, the flings, the lies, and I have had it, okay? So, you choose. Me or her? Sorry, Janine. Yeah... Heard that before.
JANINE: Call me. BRASS: Bail processing is this way.
Been there. MAN: You came down here to ask me about a doggie door? I could've just told you over the phone. It's a quirk. I always like to discuss fingerprints in person. Tony and I went to dinner. How long ago? A while back. Be more specific. Uh... about a month and a half ago. We ate at Piero's, talked a little business, I dropped him off. TONY: Walt, come in for a second, will you? My key still works here. How come it doesn't work on the front door? I changed the locks. WALT: And, so, I used the doggie door walked through the house, opened the door, let Tony in. Guy with that kind of money doesn't have a security alarm? When you're a Braun, there's nothing you can't replace. You can't replace your brother. What's the matter with your leg? I don't know. Something must've bit me. Mind if I take a look? What are you, a dermatologist? I'm an entomologist, actually. I-I know all about bugs. Sure. Can you tell me what to put on it? It's killing me. Chigger bites.
You might want to try some nail polish, keep it from itching. Would you mind if I took a photograph for my bite collection? Whatever rubs your Buddha.
We're almost done. Mr. Braun, uh... where do you live? Shoshone Hi-Rise-- J.W. Brown Road. VEGA: And you work here? Yeah. I'm a glorified pit boss. In the, uh... last 48 hours, have you been anywhere else besides those two places? WALT: No. My life's pretty routine.
It might just get a little more routine.
GRISSOM: Nick, I need your leg. Show me your bite. Oh, it's no worries. I got some cream. Hey. All right. It's no big deal, really.
What time did you log in at the Braun house? 9:15 that morning. How long after that did you start processing the backyard? About a half hour. You're not the only one with chigger bites. Who is this? Walt Braun. It's now 9:30 at night. Approximately 36 hours ago, you were bitten. Three hours earlier than that, Tony Braun was murdered. Chiggers run a predictable course. A chigger attaches itself to a hair follicle, injects a digest enzyme into the skin which ruptures the surrounding cells allowing the chigger to suck them up, leaving behind a red, itchy bump. So...? Walt Braun lied. We now have an entomological timeline that places him at the house on the day his brother was murdered. I don't know, Boss. I mean, ask yourself the question: Are doggie-door prints and chigger bites enough to get a man for murder?
What have we got? Well, I got motive. According to the family lawyer, the drug addict... Now, Jim, that's just a little callous. I'm calling it what it is. I know you're friends with the family, but the guy used heroin. He was a drug addict who stood in line to inherit the old man's fortune. What about the brother? Walt's out of the picture. He is? He's left out in the cold. Yeah. Tony promised he'd take care of him. Whateer he got, he'd split 50-50... all in... silver included... up until about a month ago. But Tony changed his mind, which changed the will. WILLOWS: So, wait a second-- Janine, the stripper claims that half of everything is hers, so that's actually more than just wishful thinking? Bet Walt wasn't too happy about that. It's 50-50 going 75-25 the wrong way. Curt was digging up the silver to protect Janine's interest. So, what's right in front of us that we're missing? What evidence do we have that's still open? I got the references off of Walt Braun. Gave the samples to Greg. SIDLE: Couple of things on the list that haven't been processed yet: tape lifts, adhesive residue. I got the earring back. Where'd you find that? Living room, near the body. We have to deal with that earring. We got to test it against Janine. You want to swab me, go ahead, but I can save you the Q-Tip. That's really not my style. Ms. Haywood... you have pierced ears. Yeah. He doesn't understand. I don't wear studs. Haven't worn studs since, like... God, seventh grade. Mm-hmm. Can I see that picture? Thanks. See? This is an earring back. It goes to a stud earring. I don't wear studs. I'm more of, like, a dangle gal. I like chandeliers. They move with you. They're on wires. They don't have a back. Are you finished? Open your mouth.
Don't bite down. Wouldn't want you to swallow it. GRISSOM: How about your girlfriends-- or Tony's girlfriends-- Any of them wear studs? Look, rule number one: No women allowed in the house. Tony had a wandering eye, he had a wad of cash. Who needed that drama? What about the maid? No. Rule number two: Heavyset, over 50, no makeup, no jewelry, no English. Wow. You got this whole thing down, don't you? Yeah. This is my house. I didn't do anything wrong. And I inherited Josie, and she cleans real good. How often does she vacuum? Every day. Except on her day off. Hmm. The day Tony died. Hmm. Well, if the maid is as good as Janine says she is... Then the earring back was lost that day.
There. Well, maybe not. The earring back-- not Janine's. But it was in the ear of a female. So, I guess rule number one was broken. There was a woman in the house. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Whoever's prints are on the duct tape is missing an earring back. Who's the only other woman in the story? She lives in Carson City. She's here now. She has access to Curt's truck. We saw the fight in the police department. "Hell hath no fury..." It's not mine. I don't wear earrings. GRISSOM: It's funny. Just recently, I had a little education in earrings, and I noticed that you have pierced ears. Yeah. So what? If you don't wear earrings for a while, the holes will close up. BRASS: Will you volunteer us a DNA sample? It will confirm your story or confirm ours. I'm not giving you anything. It's okay, Jim. We have enough. You should have let your husband rot in jail. We lifted your thumbprint from the check that you posted for his bail. GRISSOM: We compared it to a set of unknown prints that we found on some duct tape at the crime scene. WILLOWS: Just like a pair of earrings-- identical. So you were at Tony's house the morning he died... along with Walt Braun, whose prints we found on the doggy door.
GRISSOM: You know, sometimes, doing the job that we do, our biggest break comes from the most innocent circumstance. It was the maid's day off, but not the gardener's. That's the thing about murder-- you never think to have a backup plan. The dogs led the gardener right to you... ( dogs barking ) so you had to wing it.
The gardener came to the window... ( dogs barking ) but he didn't see you... so you removed the tape from Tony's wrists... and made it look like an OD. WILLOWS: What I don't get is you and Walt Braun didn't move in the same circles. How'd the two of you hook up?
News flash, sweetheart: Can't make a deal if you keep your mouth shut.
That's the thing about my father: He could never give advice, but he had a million stories. "Scorpion and the Frog." Scorpion needed to get across the creek, and asked the frog for a ride. Frog says, "I can't trust you. You're a scorpion." Scorpion says, "Sure, you can." Hops on the frog's back.
Midway across, the scorpion stings the frog. Frog looks at him. "Why would you do that? Now we're both gonna die."
Scorpion says... "I can't help it. I'm a scorpion."
If Tony hadn't thrown a party... the two of us would never have been standing at that bar. Hey, Janine, you're lookin' good.
You're looking at my brother's trophy? No, my husband's bimbo. Walt Braun. Bonnie Ritten.
And an opportunity presented itself.
Tony had erased you from the will, and Bonnie wanted the people that hurt her to pay.
Ain't love grand?
You know, this... this could've all been his. His and Tony's. It's not your fault. Sure, it is.
I committed the cardinal sin. I loved one son more than the other. It's human nature. We can't deny our feelings. But you can hide it. And I didn't. And my sons... I made them, I raised them... and one kills the other. Hey, Sam... you still got me.
You know, I should've married your mother. Well, considering I was six months old when you guys lit the flame... a lot of time has passed. You had plenty of chances. Just wasn't in the cards, Catherine.
Just wasn't in the cards.
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