- [sizzling] - [ominous music rises]
BASED ON MAURIZIO DE GIOVANNI'S NOVELS
[somber music playing]
[Massimiliano] I know what you gave up for me,
and the burden of that choice is still with you every day.
And it's not wrong if you sometimes even find yourself asking,
"Was it all worth it?"
[somber music building]
[indistinct chatter]
[sniffs]
SARA WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS
[music fades]
NEW CHAT - START GROUP CHAT HOUSEWORK CHAT
- Thanks. - [server] You're welcome.
[tense music playing]
WHERE ARE YOU
[music playing on headphones]
What's up?
Hello.
You're here early, aren't you?
Couldn't sleep.
Yeah, well, just wait for one of these meetings to start.
It'll put you right to sleep.
- How'd it go yesterday at Tarallo's? - Eh, same shit as usual.
- Well, didn't you see our source there? - No.
Or I don't think I saw our guy there.
Well, did you or did you not see him?
No. He wasn't there.
[suspenseful music playing]
[man] Go up there.
- [groaning] - [door opens]
So, did you get any smarter last night?
Wanna tell us who you work for?
You gonna talk or not?
[breathing erratically] I told you, I work for Tarallo.
He asked who you really work for. Don't get cute, asshole.
I work for Tarallo. Why don't you go check? It's the truth.
Look, kid. No one has to get hurt if you'll just be honest with me.
Because believe me, we wanna get outta this shithole
as quick as you do.
Why would I lie to you? Tell me that.
I'm a member of Tarallo's staff. I'm telling you.
You've got the wrong person here.
This is a mistake.
I don't think so.
We're looking for an asshole who does the opposite thing
of what he's supposed to do.
[laughs]
And his name's Sergio Minucci.
- And what's your name, kid? - Hey. He asked you your name. Huh?
C'mon, douchebag.
- What's your name? - Hey, careful now.
Watch it, or you'll hurt that pretty little face.
Stand him up.
[groans]
Hold on. Wait. Hold up.
I don't know who told you all of that, but they're lying.
Maybe you're right, and there is someone like that on his staff.
Like you said.
I'll help you find him if you let me outta here.
I can help you track him down, but you gotta let me go.
I won't breathe a word. Look, I'm on your side. I swear!
[groans]
[cries out]
MAN ARRESTED FOR DRUG AND FIREARM POSSESSION
FATAL INCIDENT
POLICE AT THE INCIDENT SCENE WHERE LUDOVICO TERZANI LOST HIS LIFE
- [indistinct chatter] - [tense music playing]
FATAL INCIDENT LUDOVICO TERZANI
RENOWNED ONCOLOGIST KILLED IN HIT-AND-RUN
[Pardo] Oh shit.
[tense music swells, fades]
[whistles]
[keypad beeps]
[door unlocks]
- [Pardo] Hey, Renato. - Detective.
I'm, uh, here to pick up Giorgio Alberti's personal effects.
Giorgio Alberti… Okay…
- It doesn't say anything. - But I'm saying it.
Come on. Make it work, Renato.
[somber music playing]
[sobbing]
Blessed be God, the Father of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
who blessed us in Christ
with every spiritual blessing in the heavens,
just as he chose us in him before the creation of the world.
[chuckles] What's up with her?
She angry?
We'll see.
[priest] May the angels welcome Giorgio and lead him to the throne of God.
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
[echoing] Giorgio, what are you doing?
[mournful music fades]
[priest continues service indistinctly]
Your son's hit-and-run driver passed away.
Sorry to hear.
Last night.
Also run over.
[tense music playing]
Life is strange, huh?
Yeah.
[sniffles]
- Condolences again. - Thanks.
Yeah, about the insurance, I still haven't been able to--
No, no, that's not why I'm here.
I wanted to give you your partner's items.
- I'll take them. Thanks. - No, give me that!
- Look, I didn't mean to upset you. - Oh, I'm not upset.
Just surprised, really.
The lawyer told me it usually takes quite a while.
Did she do this?
- Why her? - She used to be in charge of everything.
Yeah, no. Not her.
It was me. A word of advice for you.
Don't put your trust in her. All right?
[tense music playing]
And don't hesitate to contact me if you need anything.
Bye.
- Bye. - Take care.
Thank you.
Where are you going? The detective just told you not to…
- Viola! - Mom!
Where'd you get that vest, huh?
In his office, but I can give it back to you.
I was hoping to smell him one last time, but…
I'm too late for that, I suppose.
Uh, it's okay. You can keep the vest.
The detective told the truth about two things.
For one, I didn't get Giorgio's stuff.
And I was never in charge.
But I am trustworthy.
How do you know what he said to me?
[sighs]
You can count on me. I won't disappear on you.
[sighs]
[unsettling music rising]
I make your life pretty easy. I'm always free.
Very true.
[car door opens]
I need your help. My contact's disappeared.
I no longer work for the unit.
Not for the unit. For me.
The office doesn't know anything, and they can't.
Let me make this clear. I don't work anymore, period.
Terzani deliberately ran your son down in the street.
How did you find out?
From your sudden interest in Colonel Silvia Prati.
And 'cause you told me Giorgio's death might've involved some sort of affair.
Terzani murdered Giorgio, and then you murdered him.
I can prove it all.
- Is this blackmail? - I wouldn't say that, no.
But I need you, and to get you, I'll do whatever it takes.
[sighs]
Who is he, and when did he go missing?
Sergio Minucci.
He's the guy who gave you the keys the other day.
[groaning]
[tense music playing]
He's one of Tarallo's men.
He hasn't been seen or heard from in 24 hours.
But nothing unusual before he disappeared.
He talked to his girlfriend and some… friends from high school,
and posted in a group chat about houses in Riviera di Chiaia.
He's supposed to text as proof all's okay but never texted me.
And he never appeared at the emergency meet-up.
I'm worried he's in danger.
[muffled cry]
[groaning and panting]
- How much freedom? - I'm happy to give you… full autonomy.
- But steer clear of Tarallo. - Why?
Because I don't want to blow everything I've worked for.
I'm watching the guy.
Like I watch every candidate. The usual.
Here's all you need on Sergio. His address, his mom's.
All his girlfriend's info. A SIM card as well as a flash drive.
You do know how to use a flash drive, right?
Oh, fuck you, Blondie. It's not like I'm some fuckin' pilgrim.
You have to copy everything that's on his computer.
If you need me, you know how to find me.
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
- [doorbell ringing] - [woman 1] Sergio?
Sergio?
- Sergio, it's Mom. Open the door! - [bell ringing]
Sergio, answer me!
What's wrong, Ms. Minucci? What is it? What's the matter?
- It's Sergio! - [woman 2] What did he do?
[Minucci] He won't answer or open!
- Oh good Lord! - What happened?
I haven't heard from him in 24 hours.
He calls me several times a day
- I'm so worried. - [woman 2] Oh my goodness!
Do you have another way to get in? A spare key?
[Ms. Minucci] I don't! I'm going to the police.
I don't care what his girlfriend says.
[music fades]
[man] Nah. Come on, sir. No…
I really don't think this guy's a hero either. No.
[grunts] But, sir… No… No, what I'm saying…
I mean… if the guy isn't spillin', maybe he's got nothing to spill.
No, no! No, sir, no. All right. I hear you.
Totally understood, sir. Just say the word, and we'll do it.
All right. You got it.
- Give me that. - Dad, c'mon. With your bypass and all…
Ah, shut up, you little shit. Come on.
[panting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[muffled screaming]
I'M WITH TARALLO - 2024 ELECTIONS
POLICE
- [Sara] Morning. - Good morning.
How's it going, Lorenzo?
Good, until you showed up.
Look, I need a copy of a missing person report
for a Sergio Minucci.
- Mm. - I believe his mother just filed one.
And where are you working now?
Have I ever told you anything about what I do?
No.
But it's different now. Tamburi's dead. You disappeared.
You know that you could cost me my job, Sara.
What the fuck are you… Hey!
I'm not what'll cost you your job.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Pardo] Lorenzo!
What did she want?
[doorbell rings]
Evening, ma'am. I'm with the police. Are you Sergio Minucci's mother?
Yeah. What's wrong? Have you found Sergio?
Unfortunately, no.
I'm here to get more information.
And since you reported it, I wanted to learn
why you don't think he left on his own free will.
Please, have a seat.
Thank you.
It's not like Sergio to do this.
He hasn't reached out to me or his sister. They spoke every day.
He'd always call her. But yesterday or today, nothing.
[doorbell rings]
- Excuse me. - Yeah, sure.
Evening, ma'am. Detective David Pardo.
Yeah, the detective and I were supposed to come together, but he was late.
Obviously, I wasn't gonna sit around waiting.
- Please sit down. - Thank you.
- Sit down. Would you like coffee? - No, no. Thanks, ma'am. I'll stand.
I… I'm sorry.
I… As my colleague was saying,
we had an intruder situation, uh… down at the station.
I had to stay and sort it out.
- So please, go ahead. - Mm.
Down at the station, they said you can't declare an adult missing
till after 48 hours.
Yeah.
Yesterday he was supposed to take me to my doctor's visit,
and he would never bail on something like that.
But I mean, none of his friends, his girlfriend, nobody's heard from him?
- No, forget his girlfriend. - [Sara] Why's that?
I don't like Rachele. And I don't like her family.
Sergio dropped out of university to work for her father.
And why is that, ma'am?
He gave him a position working for Tarallo.
Writing press releases, speeches, stuff like that.
- He's a politician too? - [Ms. Minucci] No, he isn't.
He works in security. Has a whole firm and everything.
It's called Anzovino. You know it?
- No. No. - No.
So tell me, how come you don't like her? She got him a good job.
Pretty well-paying…
His girlfriend's a big status chaser.
You guys might be Tarallo fans, but Sergio isn't.
And there are things not even money can justify.
Hey.
Wanna tell me what the fuck you think you're doing?
You followed me. You saw what happened.
You wanna know how retired cops are different than active-duty cops, huh?
They're home watching Murder She Wrote, not acting the damn show out.
- I've got you figured out. - Oh yeah?
Mm-hmm. You try to be aggressive and dominant.
But it's just an act. That's why even your dog ignores you.
You done picking me apart?
I'll ask again, the fuck do you think you're doing?
- A favor for a friend. - What's this friend gotta do with Sergio?
- Confidential, sorry. - Confidential, my ass!
You pretended to be a cop in order to extort information.
"We" extorted information.
No, I'm an active-duty detective. I can ask questions, not you. All right?
- And you better watch your back. - Fine.
I'm gonna give Minucci's girlfriend a house call.
What's your plan? Will you follow me again?
Or why don't we just go together?
Get in.
Want me to open the door for you?
Why, thank you.
[scoffs]
[energetic music playing]
[engine starts]
[energetic music fades]
[Rachele] Sergio called me yesterday morning. He was fine.
He just said he had things to do. She's such a helicopter mom.
[Sara] She seems to be a very present mother.
Yeah.
But she's his mother, so I'd rather stay out of it.
You never heard from him after?
- No. - Is that normal? Did you guys fight?
[Rachele] No, we didn't fight.
- [Pardo] You're in a relationship? - Yeah.
I mean, it's hard to explain.
We thought it was best to not smother each other.
- Ah. - We both have our own space.
So, sometimes you go days without talking to him.
Sometimes, yeah.
You never felt the need to check in every once in a while?
- No. - [Pardo] No?
Was he seeing another girl?
He could be. I really didn't wanna know.
- 'Cause I could be seeing someone too. - Sure.
Did you have plans to move in together?
We never really talked about living together.
Even though he found an amazing job?
Oh, it wasn't really about the money. It was our decision, after all.
Not exactly the love of your life then, was he?
What does that mean?
You know, you can love someone without being attached at the hip
or being smothered.
We see each other less since he started working for Tarallo,
but that doesn't affect my love for Sergio.
[gentle music playing]
- Can I drop you off somewhere? - No, thanks. I can walk.
I need to walk. Do you like walking?
Of course I like walking.
You have a car?
- Why're you asking? - Why are you asking me why I'm asking?
Well, my car is perfectly fine right where it is.
- I need to think about what we've got. - What we've got? Sure.
Sorry, I didn't realize we'd been partnered up.
Anyway, I don't have shit.
You don't?
So you came halfway across Naples just to follow me?
Fine.
Girlfriend versus mom.
His mother thinks that her son's this perfect angel,
but his girlfriend happens to see the less-perfect version.
I think Rachele's holding back information.
- No. Why? She seemed pretty honest. - No…
Her pauses… her eyes, posture.
All of it was showing a different story.
Her posture? Are you an osteopath?
[Sara scoffs]
And she didn't seem very happy.
Sorry, I base my cases on facts, not emotions.
You don't think emotions are connected to facts?
Take you, for example.
You talk about a couple living together like it's a sort of mandatory obligation,
then you implied that if you don't call ten times a day, then it's not love.
Mm, so what?
There's clearly something behind your line of questioning.
What is it? A separation?
An abandonment?
Love gone wrong?
That's a fact, for sure.
Thanks for the lecture, but I got stuff to do.
Not so fast. What if I need you again?
- First, tell me what you're doing. - Hmm.
Because you're up to something. That's a fact.
But I know you won't say it, so good luck.
[Sara scoffs]
What a shame.
Just when we were starting to sort of like each other, Pardo.
["Another Love" by Tom Odell playing]
♪ I wanna take you somewhere So you know I care ♪
♪ But it's so cold And I don't know where ♪
♪ I brought you daffodils In a pretty string ♪
♪ But they won't flower ♪
♪ Like they did last spring ♪
♪ And I wanna kiss you ♪
♪ Make you feel alright ♪
♪ I'm just so tired to share my nights ♪
♪ I wanna cry ♪
♪ And I wanna love ♪
♪ But all my tears have been used up ♪
♪ On another love, another love ♪
♪ All my tears ♪
♪ Have been used up ♪
♪ On another love, another love ♪
♪ All my tears… ♪
[man] Giovanni! Are you coming down?
I'm coming! Hold on!
[unsettling music playing]
Ma'am? You dropped this.
Thanks.
[music fades]
Were you having Sergio followed to protect him?
No, why?
So I remember seeing a white van follow him
when he gave me the keys that day.
Was it one of yours?
Uh, we have plenty of vans. But I definitely didn't have him followed.
Why is that important?
I'm sure it was there.
What does it have to do with Sergio? I mean, there are vans everywhere.
I'm not sure. I feel it in my gut.
You're back to your old self. Returning to what you love.
I just want to solve this so it'll be over.
Is David Pardo trustworthy?
You've always been good at figuring people out.
[under breath] Asshole.
[groans]
[unsettling music playing]
Help me. Please help me.
I'm hurt bad.
Kid, if you don't talk, we're all gonna be hurting, capisce?
[sighs]
- [groans] - [music peaks, fades]
["Linger" by Royel Otis playing]
♪ If you ♪
♪ If you could return ♪
♪ Don't let it burn ♪
♪ Don't let it fade ♪
♪ I'm sure I'm not being rude… ♪
[bell rings]
♪ And it's tearing me apart ♪
♪ It's ruining every day ♪
Come in.
What do you think?
I like it.
♪ So why were you holding her hand? ♪
♪ Is that the way we stand? ♪
♪ Were you lying all the time? ♪
♪ Was it just a game to you? ♪
♪ But I'm in so deep… ♪
- [Massimiliano] What do you think? - [Sara] It's the ugliest view I've seen.
[laughs] You know, I picked this place for a reason.
People always rush past, and we won't be noticed.
We get to be alone, just the two of us.
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
♪ Do you have to ♪
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
♪ Oh, I thought the world of you ♪
♪ I thought nothing could go wrong ♪
♪ But I was wrong, I was wrong ♪
♪ I was wrong, if you ♪
♪ If you could get by ♪
♪ Trying not to lie ♪
♪ Things wouldn't be so confused ♪
♪ And I wouldn't feel so used ♪
♪ But you always really knew ♪
♪ I just want to be with you ♪
♪ And I'm in so deep ♪
- Hello, Sara. - ♪ You know I'm such a fool for you ♪
♪ You got me wrapped around your finger ♪
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
♪ Do you have to, do you have to ♪
♪ Do you have to let it linger? ♪
[gulls calling]
[heartfelt indie music fades]
[man] Teresa?
- What? What happened? - Lembo's in there.
- When did he get here? - Um… ten minutes ago.
Should we have offered him some coffee?
If he doesn't close us down first, we'll get him some.
[sighs]
[exhales] Hello.
Ah. Hi.
[chuckles]
You're more beautiful than ever. Huh?
[chuckles]
Can I say that? Or will I get reported for workplace harassment?
So, it's still a workplace? That's good.
You have my word.
I'm doing all I can to keep it that way as long as possible.
[clicks tongue] Anything to report?
No. The usual stuff.
- Ah. - Why are you in Naples?
I thought I'd say hi while passing through.
That was smart.
I heard what happened to Morozzi's boy.
- Yeah, it was really awful. - Hmm.
How is she?
- The same. Just a little bit older. - Mm.
Is she still determined to stay out of our world?
I don't know. How come you want to know that?
[chuckles]
'Cause I always liked you two. Oh. But I never let it show. Never.
- Knock it off. Be for real. - [laughs]
- Why are you interested? - Teresa…
If you want me to defend this place and you, I need to know what's going on.
Of course.
If there's ever anything to report, then you'll be the first to know.
[tense music playing]
[Massimiliano] Day… month and year.
That's when you walked into my office… and smiled at me.
There are a lot of secrets in my files
that would radically change your idea of the state and the world as we know it.
Promise me you'll only look at the files that could help you conduct
your investigation.
Don't look for anything else. I say that to protect you.
POLICE
MOBILE SQUAD - DISMISSED
- Musella. - [Musella] Yeah?
What are the chances that a woman who worked
for the field unit for many years,
suddenly dismissed out of nowhere, and you find nothing on her?
Who the fuck are you talking about?
Sara Morozzi, the mother of the guy hit by that car.
Hmm. I guess there wasn't anything else to know.
Hmm.
[gentle music playing]
[crying]
[sighs]
[phone vibrates]
Hello?
Um, I'm sorry, who am I speaking to?
Viola?
Who is this?
It's Sara. Giorgio's mother.
You called me.
We should probably meet up.
Sure. Whenever you want.
It's been sitting on Giorgio's desk since he moved in with me.
Look on the back.
There's no name.
That's why I called without knowing whose number it was.
At first, I thought it was a keepsake connected to a girl.
Not sure why, but… I wanted to speak to her.
So, you two saw each other.
It's not true he hadn't seen you since you left him.
No. I didn't give it to him.
Who was it, then?
I guess someone must have done it for me.
I recognize his handwriting. It looks like my partner's.
You have a partner?
I used to.
- Did you know he went to see Giorgio? - No.
I… I was aware they met and it… didn't go as planned.
But if Giorgio kept it, then it must've gone slightly better than I thought.
The more I look at your face, the more I see the resemblance.
You have the same eyes as Giorgio.
You'll see our eyes in the baby, perhaps.
Not really sure that I want that.
I get it.
[sighs]
For the record, even though I wasn't a good mother…
Who can say? I might still be a decent grandmother.
I'll consider it.
I need people I can depend on.
[somber music playing]
[cell phone vibrating]
MESSAGE FROM UNKNOWN
FOUND TWO RINGS. ONE WAS THE ONE WE WERE LOOKING FOR.
[tense music playing]
Do your neighbors mind their own business? Are they discrete?
Hmm?
Why?
I'm just saying,
you could invite me up.
Y'know?
[crying softly]
[alert beeping]
[sniffles]
Oh, shit.
Shit.
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
You're batshit crazy.
- I could've shot you, you know that? - So I have a question, Blondie.
Fine, ask away.
No eyeliner.
Dark circles under your eyes.
Eyes red and watery…
It really doesn't take much to figure it out.
What?
You decided not to ring me up to tell me they found Sergio's body.
You texted me instead. Because you didn't want me to hear you.
You knew damn well your voice would give away the nature of your relationship.
Why keep me in the dark?
What did you wanna hear?
That I fell in love with a guy 20 years younger than me?
You called me to help save him, not lecture you on morals.
- I'd be a hypocrite. - I made a mistake. So what?
So just stop hiding stuff from me.
Why would they've had it out for him?
No idea.
I don't know.
There were… plenty of guys out there like Sergio.
Not for me, obviously.
Who's the other dead guy?
- He still hasn't been identified. - Where did they find the bodies?
Near the crop fields in Somma Vesuvian.
Anything else I should know about it?
No.
I swear.
You're a bitch, you know that?
But I am sorry.
[somber music playing]
[music fades]
[indistinct chatter]
[somber music playing]
[camera shutter clicks]
[background sounds fade]
[Sara] "We identified the other guy too. His name was Gaspare Russo."
"He worked in a body shop on Vicolo delle Fratte."
"His wife reported him missing an hour ago. Record's clean."
"Anyway, Detective, illegal workers are exploited
in this area."
"You don't need me to tell you that."
"But the dynamic is really weird."
"One was found in a burlap sack."
"The other, killed with three shots to the chest."
- Ah. - So do you like it?
- No, it sucks. As always. - [barber] Oh, shut up.
[pop song playing on radio]
- Here you go. - [barber] Thanks.
[Pardo] All right.
Later.
Don't tell me you got all dolled up just for little old me?
Jesus, how the hell do you do that?
- Me? - Yeah.
I can teleport.
We used to use brooms, but we've advanced a little bit.
Very funny.
Since you're not interested in feelings, I brought you a fact.
Minucci was murdered.
- When? - I don't know.
But a guy called Gaspare Russo died too.
I'm sorry about the kid.
Why do you need me if you're so good at getting information on your own?
I need you to fill in the blanks.
Gaspare Russo was shot. I don't know how Sergio Minucci died yet.
So what?
So, whenever the coroner finishes his work,
I'll need the autopsy report.
- Ah. - And the forensics report.
Details on the items found with them, data off of their phones.
Any news that comes out from this point on.
- You want a rum baba as well? - No, I prefer struffoli.
Do you really think I take orders from you, Morozzi?
I only got dragged into this because I was overzealous, all right?
Or maybe you were curious about yours truly.
Ah. You'd like that.
You think you're the center of the universe. You're not.
And you're not the center of mine.
So how 'bout we act like we never met. Okay, mamma?
I thought you were looking to finally work on a case that was interesting.
Thanks, I don't need your help in that department.
Oh, I think you do, considering where you ended up.
Too bad. I was hoping to skip a step.
But I guess not.
[suspenseful music playing]
Grocery bag.
[music fades]
The fact those guys went through his stuff
and turned his home upside down means they didn't get what they wanted.
What's your point exactly? His computer had nothing on it.
Well, that doesn't mean he didn't have secrets.
There's no doubt that the police will look into tomato's criminal racket.
- What's Sergio got to do with that? - And Gaspare Russo?
Nothing.
Never heard anyone mention Gaspare Russo, not Sergio or anyone else.
We have to go back to the beginning, without ruling out that they wanted info.
What exactly did Sergio do for Tarallo?
At first, he had him doing more data analysis stuff
than communications.
But he saw his skill, so Tarallo asked for help on his speeches,
thinking Sergio would improve them.
And why did you recruit him?
He seemed like a fish out of water.
My gut told me he might be the weak link
in the middle of that mess.
But he was so very strong.
He and Tarallo didn't share any of the same values,
and it weighed on him to help someone try to win
who was fearful of immigrants and of diversity.
You really loved the guy.
[mournful music playing]
[Teresa sighs]
I even thought about giving everything up for him.
I often thought about you and the choices you made.
Don't model your life off of mine.
Everyone makes mistakes.
I refuse to settle for the official findings, Brownie.
You find out why they killed him and who's responsible.
Then there's something I'm gonna need you to do for me.
[music fades]
[Pardo] Hi. Detective Pardo.
Pardo, it's Giuliani.
- Ah, Mr. Giuliani. Hello. Uh… - What are you doing?
Sorry, I'm… a little out of breath. I'm out with my dog.
But I promise I'm listening. Is it urgent? Should I come to the station?
- No, not at all. Enjoy your time off. - Time off?
Your request for leave was approved. You're on break.
Wait, what do you mean? There must be some kind of mistake here.
Pardo, from what I see here, you asked for leave.
And it was approved. Effective immediately.
- Got it, boss. - Enjoy your time and stay outta trouble.
- Yes, sir. - And say hi to your dog.
Okay, will do.
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Okay, Boris.
Walk's over, my friend. Didn't piss? Sucks for you.
POLICE
[indistinct chatter]
[Sara] Hi, Pardo.
- Now's not a good time. - Why not?
- I gotta go see HR about something. - For what?
Please tell me this wasn't you.
Wild, how circumstances can change in the blink of an eye.
Looks like you have more time for me, buddy.
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