Every story has a beginning.
We were just an ordinary family until... Hold on!
Oh, my God!
Something extraordinary has happened.
You can jump just over a quarter mile,
can lift 11,000 pounds.
I'm fast.
I can see and hear people's thoughts.
I've got, like, this super-brain.
Our arrangement is over. I'm done.
He's refusing to take his injections,
and, Victoria, I know exactly how you can help me.
Good morning.
Breakfast is almost ready. Can you set the table?
Sorry. I have a student council meeting this morning. Uh, J.J.
I'm making eggs, just the way you like them.
No can do. I'm meeting Natalie
for an early morning cram session.
And that's not a euphemism. They're actually studying.
All right, when was the last time we all ate together,
just the 4 of us? Hmm? Uh, 4:00 P.M.
Pacific Standard Time, on Christmas Eve.
Oh. That was a long time. Uh, dinner tonight... no excuses.
Absolutely.
Yeah, I don't leave a room that fast even when I use my powers.
Well, there's nothing I'd like more
than to have breakfast with you. Mm.
Right after I talk to George.
Hello, George.
Good morning. New one for you...
escaped cons on the run as we speak.
Escaped cons?
- How many? - Four. And they've already taken out a couple cops.
The ringleader is
Austin Davies...
last seen on foot, headed to Pacific Bay College.
He's dangerous, so be careful, Jim. Go, now.
Move!
Police! Stop!
Out of the way! Move! Oh!
Aah! Move it!
Hey, watch out! Go! Go! Coming through!
Move! Out of the way! Out of the way! Aah!
Look out! Whoa!
All right, face down. Come on.
China's Tang Dynasty,
which lasted from 618 A.D. to 907 A.D...
This is torture.
Will Daphne Powell ever stop talking?
Um... and... and... and much like Europe's Renaissance era,
the Tang Dynasty, uh...
Gotta drown out that voice.
Uh, faltering, uh, I mean flowering...
Daphne, is everything okay?
Sorry. It's just really hard to concentrate with that music.
Christopher Minor.
Give me that little music box.
And in exchange, I'll be giving you detention. Ohh!
Ooh! Okay, miss Franco, we're ready for your report.
It wasn't enough that
you got my brother suspended, now you get me detention?
Uh, it's not my fault you're a total jerk.
Just explain to me why who I am
and what I do is so interesting to you.
"Interesting" is not the adjective I would use.
Uh, annoying, repugnant.
I'd continue going on, but I wouldn't want
to annoy you with my voice. Miss Powell.
Since you can't seem to give this class
as much attention as you're giving Mr. Minor,
perhaps you'll enjoy keeping him company
in detention this afternoon. Ohh!
Yes, ma'am.
Hello?
Hi. It's me... Katie. Although I didn't need
to say "it's me," because I said my name right afterwards.
Why are you whispering? Is everything okay?
Yeah, it's Joshua. He's not getting any better.
Well, then you should take him to a doctor. I know.
I've been trying, but he refuses to go.
I'm really worried about him.
Do you think that you could take a look at him?
I guess you could bring him here to the lab. It's pretty empty.
Everyone's at that conference on quantum dots.
So just get him here, and I'll see what I can do.
Right,
just... get him to the lab.
I don't mean to brag, but I did manage to take down the perp
without anyone seeing me,
and I even made it home in time for breakfast with Steph.
Look, I-I know it's not the most interesting story in the world,
but it does involve a motorcycle takedown.
Sorry. Do you know who that is?
Another one of your embarrassing blind date stories?
Rachel Jacobs, I.A.B.
Internal Affairs?
What's she doing here? Look, Jim, I didn't want to worry you,
but I've heard rumors that I.A.'s been looking into
some of the arrests being made
in Pacific Bay lately. Why would that worry me?
Two reasons... one, all of the arrests in question
are of criminals you took down, and two...
Well, with a one like that, I'm not sure we need a two.
Mr. St. Cloud.
I have a few questions, if you have a moment.
Absolutely.
Rachel Jacobs, Internal Affairs Bureau.
Uh, Jim Powell.
I'm just a sketch artist.
Okay, well, you wanna get this over with?
Please.
As we've established,
a radical is a mathematical expression
containing the square root symbol.
To solve a radical expression,
you must first find a number
that when multiplied by itself...
Yields the number beneath the radical.
Look at this. Ohh.
Blossoming love via texting.
I'm L.M.A.O. right now. Mr. Litchfield, please don't.
"What's your favorite color? " Hers is Violet,
his blue. Way to put yourself out there, Mr. Powell.
"Favorite childhood memory"?
Miss Poston says
"the day it snowed in Visalia where I grew up.
"It had never happened before, and it made me believe
that anything is possible." Ugh.
Well, there's one thing that won't be possible, young lady...
You going home after school today,
because I'll be seeing you both for detention.
I'm sorry.
I know. I've become a walking cliché...
a woman who can't find her wallet.
But I'm pretty sure I left it in my desk.
Okay, let's just grab it and go.
The air feels a little stale in this place.
Katie Andrews.
Ms. Morrow. I was surprised to hear
you decided not to transfer to the Miami facility.
Well, uh...
I had some pretty compelling reasons to stay.
Ah. I see.
Victoria Morrow.
Joshua.
What is it that you do here?
Victoria's the V.P. of Human Resources.
Human Resources... that's interesting.
Well, it was nice to meet you, Joshua.
I'm sure I'll see you again soon.
Dr. Powell. What a surprise...
To see you here in your own lab.
Oh, Joshua. You don't look so well. Are you...
I'm... I'm fine. I'm just fighting something off. Mm.
Can we get out of here now? Uh,
you know, you should let me take a look at you.
I might be able to help. You planned this, didn't you?
What? No. No.
Yes. Look, I just think that Dr. Powell
can help you feel better. Doctors can't help.
Why not?
Dr. Powell, w-what's going on? Radiation alarm.
There must be a leak somewhere in the building.
Oh, my God. The doors are sealed.
We're in lockdown.
Nobody's alleged police brutality...
Yet. But how long before one of these perps file suit?
We have a rogue cop here, counselor,
and it's my job to find out who it is.
All right, I'll get right on it.
All right, Davies, let's go.
Come on.
Come on, Davies.
You gotta relax, man.
You... you are acting like a suspect.
That's probably because I am a suspect.
Not yet. Jacobs is looking for a rogue cop,
not a rogue sketch artist.
Just... just be cool, and it'll be over before you know it.
Step forward. All the way through.
Eyes facing forward. Toes on the yellow line.
Let's go.
Toes on the yellow line.
Go.
Move! Move!
What the hell was that?
What was that?!
Gun! Hold still.
Let her go. Anybody moves, and she's dead.
Drop your weapons now! Yeah, I'm gonna get right on that.
Ten of us and only one of you.
I think your math is a bit off, ace.
Put your weapons down! Get 'em down, now!
Now! Back off. Now get back. Back up. Back up.
Don't do anything stupid. Get back!
Move now! Turn around! Get back! Move!
You didn't have any plans for lunch, did you?
Turn around!
Get in there! Move! Lock 'em up.
Move!
What the hell are we gonna do? Tough question.
If only we knew a guy who could stop bullets. That's your plan?
To out myself in front of an entire precinct full of cops?
Okay, that's a good point.
Wait a minute. Did you ever see "Die Hard"?
Did you just ask... I am insulted that you asked me that.
Air vents. I'll bet these go to anywhere in the building.
- So? - Like you said, Jacobs will get a little suspicious
if you jump down in the middle of the squad room
and took out four armed felons.
That's why John McClane didn't take on all the terrorists
at the same time.
He picked 'em off one by one.
Oh, I get it.
But in order to get them alone, you need a man on the inside.
Oh, no, it's too dangerous. Hey,
Bruce Willis would've never gotten out of there alive
if he didn't have that black dude helping him.
Jim, let me be your black dude.
Okay, Katie, don't lose your cool. Um, it's not a big deal.
You're just trapped
in a glass room in a steel building
with absolutely no possible
means of escape. You're gonna be fine.
Just take some deep breaths. No. No deep breaths.
You're gonna use up all the oxygen.
Oh. Oh, God.
See? We're already back online.
Just a matter of time. Oh, my God.
Oh.
He's burning up.
All right.
Look, Josh, I'm gonna need to examine you.
All right, we're all trapped here,
breathing the same recycled air.
We need to know what it is you're carrying.
Good idea. He looks terrible.
It seems we've had a contaminant leak in the specimen room.
I was able to unlock the interior doors,
but I'm afraid that the rest of the building's under quarantine
until security finishes its sweep.
Look, I know I'm new here, but isn't there some kind
of clearance level that could help us override the system?
Yes, a black key card. Dr. Powell has one.
Well, she's clearly busy with your friend,
but perhaps she'd let you use it. Oh. Yeah.
I'll take good care of him. Go. Get us out of here. Thank you.
Katie, wait. Stay here with me?
You're in good hands with Dr. Powell.
We'll be right back.
The rules are as follows... no electronic devices,
no talking, no exiting this classroom without my permission,
and keep your eyes on your homework at all times.
What if I've already completed my homework? Then you can work
on the Latin translation for "not my problem."
Bailey, are you sure you're in the right classroom?
This is detention. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be,
but thanks for the concern, president Powell.
I've important work to attend to in the teachers' lounge,
but I will be checking in, regularly.
Litchfield's a joke.
He'll stick his caterpillar eyebrows in here, like, once.
We should blow out. Just do what he says.
I don't want to get in any more trouble.
Think of it this way...
We get to spend some quality time together.
Actually, about that...
J.J., I need to break up with you.
All right, let me simplify this for you...
Every half-hour, I shoot another hostage.
If you want to keep the body count down,
you get me that plane.
Whew! City bureaucracy. Am I right?
What? Back in the '90s, man, one hostage would guarantee you
a plane out of the closest airport...
One of them private ones, too, you know,
with the leather... What are you talking about?
You just got off the phone with the department negotiator,
am I right? Asked you to talk about your feelings
or something? All I'm saying is, you need to have a professional
doing the talking for you. I'm an attorney.
Negotiating's what I get paid for.
And my first piece of advice... Do not violate the civil rights
of these hostages. You will only piss off the guys
you're trying to get that plane from.
Start by getting that young lady right there some snacks.
Fed hostages are happy hostages.
Go find some food.
Outside the supply room,
there's some vending machines.
In the hallway,
just outside the supply room.
Yippee-ki-yay.
That was brutal, how she did you like that.
She went all "shock and awe" on your heart, man.
The worst part is that we're stuck here together,
so it's like reverse Stockholm syndrome.
Who says you're stuck here?
You do know what "detention" means, right?
Come on. Let's get outta here, liberate my iPod.
Serious? Are you sure... Look...
Hey, that's the problem with you smart kids...
too much time thinking about things,
not enough time doing 'em. And as a bonus,
we show that girl that you got better things to do
than sit around, thinking about her.
Where you guys going?
Uh, anywhere but here. Are you crazy? You can't leave.
I can't? I thought that if it can snow in Visalia,
anything's possible.
Idiots.
How you doin'?
Hey.
Where's your friend?
Hmm? The jumpy guy with the bald head.
I don't know. Why? I was
pretty sure he was here when all this went down.
Hey, Davies. Davies. He's not in there.
What? Nothing but a busted vending machine and a lot of chips.
I don't know a lot about you, Joshua,
but I do know a little bit about your symptoms,
so... why don't you tell me what you're on?
I appreciate your concern, but I'm not on drugs.
Right. Then you won't mind if I take a blood sample,
- so I can... - No needles, no samples. Look, I'm fine.
I just need some air.
The building's completely secured. You...
Oh, I'm sure I could find a way out
if I put my mind to it.
That door's locked.
We can't go anywhere until the system's reset.
I'm not going back in that lab,
and I'm not taking any tests.
I don't want to test you.
I just want to help you feel better.
Katie, not now.
Why not?
It's just you and me here.
It's just Joshua and Katie.
You're not Katie.
Did you miss me?
Where is she?
Where is she?!
What are you doing here? Taking care of you.
Clearly, Ms. Andrews isn't up to the task.
Just stay away from us.
Aw, how adorable.
Standing up for her when you can barely stand on your own.
I see chivalry isn't dead. You, on the other hand...
It's been too long since your last treatment.
You're going through severe withdrawal.
All this pain can go away,
if you just come back to us,
to me.
Fine. We can do it the hard way.
In about 20 minutes,
your organs are going to shut down one by one.
And when you're finally too weak to put up a fight,
I'll inject you and bring you to Dr. King.
Don't you see, Joshua,
either way, this little flirtation with a normal life
will soon be over.
What are you looking at? Me?
No. The other A.D.A. who keeps staring up at the air vents.
I was wondering when they were gonna turn the A.C. on in here.
It's hot. Guys, it's Waid. I need help.
Waid, where the hell are you? I think we missed one of the cops.
I've got him pinned down near the gun cage, but I need help. Go.
Go!
Waid?
You there, man?
How you doin'?
They should've been back by now.
Maybe we should go looking for them.
You worried about J.J. or Chris?
Oh, don't even bother. I know you're into that little felon.
He's not a felon, and I'm not into him. I heard he got arrested.
But whatevs. I guess that's hot in its own way.
Can we please be quiet? I can't
afford another detention. I almost forgot you were here.
So why'd you dump the president's brother?
Bailey. No, it's fine. I like J.J.,
but he was just getting in the way of my schoolwork.
What an expected yet depressing answer. In fact,
breaking up with a guy as smart as J.J.
is shortsighted. What do you mean?
I mean, whoever dated Bill Gates in the ninth grade
is totally kicking herself right now.
Quesada, you there?
What the hell's going on?!
Someone is taking out his men.
"Taking out his men"?
You've got one hell of an active imagination.
Maybe. But one thing I didn't imagine was
that your buddy was here when all this went down.
Come on. The only way that Jim can make bad guys disappear is
with his eraser. Well, whoever it is, he's not a cop.
Anyone with an ounce of law enforcement training
would know that they're putting everyone here at risk.
You and I want to live through this,
we better pray that they catch him.
Where's Joshua?
Uh, he followed you when you left with Victoria.
Any closer to figuring out what's wrong with him?
Look, Katie,
I hope it's nothing serious.
I mean, we're a research facility.
We don't have advanced medicines that might be required.
Well, we do have access
to one kind of very advanced medicine.
Yes, but we don't know the extent
to which that plant can affect people.
We know it has a chance of helping them.
And we know that when Dr. Chiles injected his subjects,
that they developed uncontrollable abilities
that destroyed their lives. If someone you loved was in danger...
if this was Jim or J.J. or Daphne...
you would inject them in a heartbeat.
Don't... trust Katie.
Is he gonna be okay? Katie, I'm gonna do everything I can.
But what did he mean when
he said I can't trust you? I have no idea.
Maybe the fever's induced some sort of mild aphasia?
You need to get something to bring his temperature down.
Ice packs. Um, I could get some from the... kitchen.
Good idea. That should help.
Katie, why are you staring like that?
Well, uh...
Well, it just amazes me that you can do that.
Can you just give me a minute?
I'm gonna go check on the E.T.A.
for getting us out of here. All right.
Brueur, pick a hostage.
I'm not gonna wait while these cops try to screw me.
Actually, one of the hostages wants to talk to you.
Perfect. A volunteer. Put a bullet in his head.
Do that and you'll never know who's taking out your men.
So let me get this straight...
The guy who's been offing my men...
Is quite possibly the same guy
who's been running around this city
apprehending criminals, including you.
Before you got laid out, did you catch a look at the guy?
Yeah. I think he was a stocky guy, bald... Excuse me!
Excuse me. Can I... can I get some assistance over here, please?
Is there something I can help you with,
counselor? Look, man, I had a venti latte
before you guys went all "Black Hawk Down" in here.
Okay, I think the milk was off. I got a nervous stomach
without all the guns being pointed at me, you know,
so I gotta go, man. I gotta go bad.
Look, speaking as your attorney,
I strongly advise you against preventing a man
from doing his business. Well, speaking as the guy with the gun,
I'd advise you to hold it.
This fox running around my henhouse...
What's his name?
Litchfield almost caught us.
I mean, I was sweating, but J.J. was ice.
Wow, you guys are like "Ocean's 11"...
minus the hot guys, nice suits,
and anything remotely interesting.
Oh, yeah? What do you have to talk about
that's so interesting, Bailey, besides, hmm, padded bras
and trust funds? How about a game of truth or dare?
No. God, please, can we just be quiet
so we don't get in any more trouble? I'm up for it.
I'll play... if everyone plays.
Fine. Truth or dare?
Truth. Heard a rumor you've been arrested.
Do you believe everything you hear?
Kinda depends on how she hears it.
Ahem. So...
Is it true?
No.
Okay. Daphne...
Truth or dare?
Truth. No, uh, dare.
I dare you to kiss Chris.
Really mature, Bailey.
I'll do it. No problem.
You're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
Excuse me, Mr. Hero,
Mr. Guy Taking Out My Men,
I have one question for you...
How did a guy who looks like you get a girl who looks like this
to marry you? And these kids... I mean, they're beautiful.
Certainly don't look anything like you.
You leave my family out of this. And there we go.
Hello there, Mr. Powell.
I see you like playing "Die Hard."
I really like that movie, too, especially the part
where Hans starts going through the hostages
to find the one that McClane really cares about.
I'm giving you five seconds.
Five, four,
three...
No. Wait! Don't!
I admit, she's not the obvious choice,
but at least now we know what kind of hero you really are.
Sacrificing yourself
for the bitch that's trying to bust you...
that's commendable.
Stupid, but commendable.
Just don't hurt anyone else.
I'm the one you want.
All right, Natalie,
you're next. How about a little truth, if you dare?
Fine. Whatever.
Why'd you break up with J.J.?
Boring. We already did this. No, I want to know why.
J.J., I move around a lot.
Okay, it's just better if... Why do you move?
It doesn't matter. I just do. It matters to me.
And me. I want to hear something juicy out of all this.
I move because I never knew my dad,
and my mom died when I was 4.
So I just bounce around from one foster family to another.
That's why I can't get distracted by anything
or anyone...
Because if I don't get good grades,
get a scholarship, then my life stays like this...
Forever.
And I'm sorry,
but I just can't risk that.
Katie, what's wrong?
I don't know. Okay, one minute, I'm wandering down the hall,
I'm wondering if you would beat the flash in a race,
and the next, I am waking up on the floor of the specimen room.
I think someone might've... What the hell is going on?
Oh, my God.
Okay,
I don't know who she is or why she looks like me...
I look like you? You look like me!
I don't know what's going on here,
but somehow one of you is a fake.
She is. She's some sort of body snatcher. She is. She's wearing some sort of prosthetic mask.
Okay, shape-shifting is
a very common trait among super villains,
and she would know that if she were the real me.
Enough. Neither one of you is
leaving this room until I know who you really are.
Oh, I know. A quiz.
Well, that's...
Actually a very solid method of determining the imposter.
Okay, a quiz. Okay.
Ah. Who is your favorite X-Man?
Kitty Pryde. Kitty Pryde.
All right, uh...
Who is the president on the Battlestar Galactica?
- Laura Roslin! - No! - Until she was replaced by Lee Adama.
Okay, this is ridiculous.
Whoever she is, she has clearly studied up on me.
Okay, Katies,
what did you do last week for the very first time?
Um... whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. No. What are you doing?
Stephanie, watch out. Don't come closer. T-t-t... stay.
Both of you answer the question.
I will. I'm...
I don't want to say it in front of her.
It's embarrassing to be a 28-year-old virgin.
Oh, Katie.
Now it's just you...
And me.
Come on. Hand it over.
Listen, we'll get you what you want,
but right now she needs medical attention.
Oh, is this the part where you appeal to my sense of decency?
Get it.
You see, the way I see it...
Today is gonna play out one of two ways...
Either I'm gonna get outta here or I'm gonna go back to prison.
The only thing killing somebody's gonna change
is how much there's to clean up when I'm done.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You don't need to do this.
And you didn't have to play hero.
I guess we're both in over our heads.
Wait. They're giving us everything you asked for.
The jet, the money, all of it? All of it.
Whew. Great. No one has to die.
You got what you want. Just bounce.
Send us a postcard from Morocco, Lebanon, wherever...
Well, that'd be great.
Except they probably got snipers all over the precinct,
biding their time for an open shot.
Take me with you.
What? What?
As your insurance, to keep the cops honest.
Not a bad idea.
Come on. Come on.
Come on. What are you doing?
You keep the cops honest, and she keeps you honest.
Let's move.
J.J., you're up.
Truth.
Tell us something no one knows about you.
I'm gonna tell 'em about my powers.
Then Natalie will want to be with me.
J.J., no.
Instead of telling you guys,
I'll just show you.
Four months ago, I was flunking out of school,
and I thought I knew exactly how my life was gonna turn out.
Then one day,
everything changed.
And I realized...
Like seeing something miraculous for the first time...
I knew that anything is possible.
Just leave me alone.
I didn't want it to end this way.
You seem like a really sweet girl. Stay away from me.
I can't do that. You've already caused us enough problems,
especially with Joshua.
What are you talking about? You don't even know him.
Oh, I know him, Katie,
quite a bit better than you.
For instance, I know what's happening to his body right now,
I know he's not who you think he is...
And I know that when you're gone...
None of this will matter.
Katie, you all right?
Who are you?
This is all your fault.
My fault? I saved you. I
wouldn't need saving if you weren't running around,
ignoring department protocol.
Protocol? I was protecting the hostages.
No, you were endangering them by agitating the hostage takers.
Actually, I'm finding all of this conversation agitating.
Why don't you just let her go?
I mean, you have me. You don't need both of us.
You know what? You're right.
For what it's worth, I agree. It was all his fault.
Come on!
This area better be clear!
I see one badge, and I end her.
Get it started.
How the hell are you still alive?
You should be dead.
Well, that's pretty harsh, even from Internal Affairs.
You know what I mean. I saw you get shot point-blank.
Well, it helps to be bulletproof.
Kevlar vest.
It's been you, hasn't it?
Running around the city the past six months?
You should get going. S.W.A.T. will be here any minute.
What, you're not...
No. Why?
Because you're a hero.
You should go.
You did that.
You moved her without touching her.
Dr. Powell.
You all right?
Yeah.
Oh, my God. What happened?
Uh, Victoria... she... was me.
I mean, she looked like me, and then she tried to kill me,
and then Joshua was there, and he saved my life.
I told you I just needed to sweat it out.
Doors must be working.
Hey. What are we gonna do about Victoria?
Whoever she is.
She's gone. What do you think she was doing here?
I don't know. I think more importantly,
who is she gonna be the next time she shows up?
Glad to find you all so quiet.
Huh. Though I can't imagine
any of you had much to say to each other anyway.
Miss Browning.
Miss Powell.
Mr. Minor, here is your phone.
Chris, can I ask you a question?
Game's over.
It's not part of the game.
Tell me why you got arrested, and, please,
don't lie to me.
I can always tell when people are lying.
I was out to dinner with my dad,
which meant he was drinking,
more than usual this time.
I didn't want him to drive, so I took his keys.
And he said, "you're such a big man,"
that I should drive us home.
But I was nervous. I barely knew how to work the clutch.
And then...
I didn't see the tree.
I got arrested for driving without a license,
and my dad? Well, they say there's a chance
he might walk again.
Because you took his keys, you probably saved his life.
I guess we'll never know.
Hey, you know what?
You never shared any secrets with us today.
My secret is...
I like you.
That's a good secret.
Hey, Nat.
Hey. I'm really n...
I'm really glad I know
what's finally going on in your life. J.J....
and I could totally be here for you.
I'll... I'll... I'll help you with all your school stuff.
You can hang out at my house.
I know what you're trying to do, J.J., and it's sweet,
but... I've been taking care of myself for a long time.
I don't really know how to do it any other way.
But thanks
for reminding me what's possible again.
Hey.
Listen, J.J.,
you're smart enough to know things happen for a reason.
Don't waste your time thinking about her.
I'm sure there are better girls
to waste your time thinking about.
I was sick,
and there was a treatment that somehow made me better,
but it also...
Made me different.
It made me special.
When I met you, I realized I didn't need this serum
to make me feel that way.
So then you were going through some sort of withdrawal?
Okay.
We'll try again. We just need to tell Dr. Powell
everything that's really going...
No, no. No. No one else can know about me.
Wh-what else is there to know?
I don't even know what you can do.
What I can do doesn't matter.
What matters is what I want to do,
and that's be with you.
Is that possible?
♪ Pages turning ♪
♪ lights are burning ♪
♪ see what you could not see ♪
♪ as plain as the day ♪
Hey, mama. Oh, hey, sweetie.
Oh, looks great.
Ah. So good to be home.
So...
Who wants to talk about their day?
♪ Never been ♪
♪ we won't run ♪
♪ we can't fight ♪
♪ all that keeps us up at night ♪
You guys remember "Die Hard"?
Yeah. Of course.
Believe it or not...
I did that.
♪ of our lives ♪
♪ our lives ♪
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