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What is this? There's a powder on this. I got to get to the phone and call 911.

I-I need to get to the top floor.

Nobody gets to the top floor.

This is an emergency, sir.

What's the emergency?

Please!

I got to check with Mr.Kent and then my supervisor.

Yes, good. Yes, check with Kent.

Hey! Stop!

Call 911. Get back here! I will call the police.

Good. Call the paramedics.

You need to exit the elevator now, sir!

Will you send me up to Kent's floor?

Hell no!

Then I can't.

This is alpha-2 in the lobby. Where's my backup?!

On the way, sir.

How much time do we have? Is there an antidote?

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I don't... I don't know.

How much time did Hayes have?

I don't know.

Come on, Kent! Think! This is the same poison that you gave him! You met with him, you gave him something to drink. And then he died. Now, how much time passed?

Who are you?

How much time, Kent? How much time, Kent?

I-I don't know. I don't know. 15... 15, 20...

What?

I don't... 15 minutes.

Peter! Come on, buddy. It's gonna be okay. Stay with me, all right? Hang in there.

Get Kent.

No, no. Peter, we don't have time.

Come on. You can't leave him behind.

You are dying!

Neal! Neal! We don't leave anybody behind.

Heart's stopped. I need the epinephrine.

No, nothing on the pulse.

Clear!

What... what... what are you doing?

You confessed to a federal agent. You're under arrest for the murder of Joseph Hayes.

You can't be serious.

You give me the facts, I'll give you the law. Thanks, Di.

I'm not the only one who makes dumb decisions.

Saving Kent?

You're taking this innocent till proven guilty thing a little too far.

If he lives or dies, it's not my call.

Whose is it?

You do what's right. Let the pieces fall where they fall.

Do what's right.

She said she didn't mean to hurt Peter. She had no idea he'd be having a drink with Kent.

What happens to her now?

Got to charge her with attempted murder. She can't just walk away from this.

Looking good.

Feeling even better. I got a clean bill of health this morning.

get a clean bill of health Œ’N‚Ĺ‚ ‚é‚Ć‚Ě‚¨–n•t‚Ť‚đ‚ŕ‚炤

You know, there's a coffee shop a couple blocks away. I hear they make a pretty nice espresso.

This tastes just fine to me.

Oh, come on. You can't tell me you don't miss it... the imported beans, the giant office and swanky suite.

swanky ‚ľ‚á‚ę‚˝

All right, I'm gonna humor you for a second. What if I went corporate right after college? Best-case scenario... I became a millionaire.

Sounds like a pretty good scenario.

Mm, one with a flip side. What if I never joined the FBI?

Would have made my life a lot easier.

Mine too. But what if 12 years ago I was never assigned to an art-gallery scam downtown? What if... I never met this assistant manager? No, there are more important things in life than a nice view. Like having people in your life you care about. I'd be without those people. I like the man I am.

Do what's right.

Yeah.

You lied to me about the music box. I know you still have it.

How did you find out...

Mozzie found the sheet music. It wasn't hard from there. You want to talk about it?

If you're ready to listen.

I want to see it.

I didn't tell you everything... for your own protection. I don't know what you're gonna do, and neither do you.

I know my options.

Revenge or justice, right? Neal... As long as I'm involved, it's going to be the latter.

What if justice isn't good enough?

It has to be. It will be.

What'd you find?

There's a piece of the box that's still missing... right here. Now, at first, I thought it was one of the cherubs that had broken off. But if you look more closely, it hasn't broken off. It's a keyhole. The missing piece is a key. Which you have.

No more secrets, Peter.

No more secrets.

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