The Row

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[initial music]

[grinding sound]

[eerie music]

[train zooms by]

[harmonious music]

[intense music]

[crowd cheering]

[crowd yelling and whistling]

[robotic beeps]

[camera shutter clicks]

[electronic music]

[crowd screaming]

[electronic music continues]

[crowd whistling]

It wasn't until the neighbors

called in about the smell

that they found the body.

The torso was half chewed

up by the cats.

Right.

That's why it's always important

that you check in.

It sounds like it's important

to have a dog and not a cat.

[laughs]

Yes, Dad. I promise,

I will check in with you

every single day.

- Would that make you happy?

- Yes.

Okay.

- I'm very proud of you.

- Thank you.

Your mom would be

proud of you too.

[laughs]

So cute. Oh, my God.

- Put the weapon down, Becks.

- Okay.

You guys take care

of each other, okay?

[Becks] Always. You know,

I got her.

Nothing's gonna happen.

You realize nobody

of your generation

is gonna be

able to run for office.

- We don't want to.

- I might.

You know, I got a great face,

loveable character...

- That's not happening.

- It's such a loveable character.

- Bye, Dad.

- [Cole] Bye.

Bye, Daddy.

[soft music playing]

The fact that you

talk about, like,

procreating with my dad is...

I just want to be

in your family tree.

I just want to be your stepmom.

It'd be kind of sick.

You'd have to be like...

Why did I tell her

the cat story?

- [car brakes screeching]

- What the hell?

Oh, my God!

Holy sh*t! Nina!

What are you doing here?

I haven't seen you in 15 years.

- You look great.

- Thanks.

You too.

[car honking horn]

Um... you better...

It was good seeing you, Cole.

You too.

Whoo!

- Someone's got a new man.

- He kind of looks like...

[car honking horn]

Here's my badge.

You want to see the gun too?

Sorry, Officer. My bad.

[cell phone ringing]

- Yeah?

- [Grey] We found the lab.

Do we wait?

No, we don't wait.

We go tonight.

[Grey] All right.

Meet us at the warehouse.

[footsteps]

[car door thuds shut]

[ominous electronic music]

[truck driving by]

[ominous music]

Backup is on the way.

If we wait, he's gone.

Let's go get this guy.

[suspenseful music]

[eerie music]

[door creaks open]

[suspenseful music]

[exciting music]

[exciting music continues]

[footsteps]

- Oh, sh*t. Don't shoot.

- Freeze.

Please, I've got kids.

Please, please.

[Cole] Where's Hernandez?

[girl] In the other room.

Please let me go.

I got nothing

to do with this sh*t.

- Get the f*** out here.

- [girl] Please.

[footsteps]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music continues]

[action music]

[Cole] Vincent Hernandez,

you're under arrest!

Freeze, do not move!

- Put that thing down!

- Freeze, goddamn it!

- [glass shatters]

- They're running!

[Hernandez] F*** you, pigs!

- Put the f***ing knife...

- [groans]

Put it down! I said, stop!

You're gonna shoot me?

Get against the f***ing pole!

Get against the f***ing pole.

[grunts]

Stay right against

this f***ing pole.

I ain't telling you sh*t!

[groans]

[action music]

A little bad cop.

[woman shouts]

Hey, hey, hey, stop!

[police] Against the table.

You're under arrest.

- Hands behind your back.

- [woman] Babe!

- Babe!

- Stop it right now.

Shut the f*** up!

[woman crying]

Shut the f*** up. You got him?

Let me go or I slit

this f***er's throat!

- No, no, no.

- No, no, no, no!

[woman] Let me go!

[ominous music]

I'm gonna f***ing kill him!

- Drop the knife and let him go!

- Let me go now!

- Drop the knife!

- Let me go!

- That's not happening.

- Let me go! Let me go!

Put the knife down!

Drop that knife and let him go!

I'm gonna slit his throat!

No!

- [gunshot]

- F***!

- Oh, sh*t!

- [gunshots]

F***!

Holy sh*t!

[laughs]

[laughing continues]

You reap what you sow, boy.

Shut the f*** up!

You reap what you sow!

- [laughs]

- Shut the f*** up!

[groans]

[eerie music]

[door opens]

[door closes shut]

Suspension.

Pending an IA investigation.

Hey, you wanna grab a drink?

Yeah, alone.

[footsteps]

[suspenseful music]

Are we the only ones here

who literally know no one?

I'm no one. Okay, that's fine.

I see how it is.

- I wasn't talking about you, B.

- Childhood best friend.

I know,

and that's the beauty of it.

I can let the whole

slept-with-a-teacher...

couple-teachers thing go,

and you can let the whole

detective's daughter,

strait-laced virgin...

- All right, I get it.

- Okay, okay.

Hey, we should do that.

Instant social life,

instant friends.

Instant liver damage?

Yes, but Phi Lambda

is the dream.

I mean, look at them.

It'd be like if Victoria's

Secret was a sorority.

[electronic music]

Aren't sororities

kind of pretentious?

F***, yes,

you have to pay to get in.

But you'll get us in,

because you can be

the virgin that they sacrifice

and I can be

your slutty plus-one.

I think I'm good.

Wait, wait.

Carter West

totally just checked you out.

No, see what I mean?

We're so joining.

I'm not taking no for an answer.

We're doing it.

[teacher] How can humans

do horrible things?

Like commit genocide

or torture... one another.

Does free will exist?

Or are we simply driven

by our environment,

our biology,

our non-conscious influences?

What is consciousness?

Or the notion of self?

Phi Lambda is having pledges

over for Rush Week on Friday.

- Oh, Becks...

- No, we're going.

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