Previously on Dexter...
You've met my mother, Prudence?
I am 84 years old.
I don't want to see it end
in a tiny room surrounded by doctors.
These are good people.
But they're not my people.
"You are cordially invited to a dinner party
for like-minded individuals."
It's a dinner party for serial killers.
Welcome to the freak show.
To new friends.
- To new friends. - To new friends.
Before I leave this town, she will be mine.
Congrats, Lowell.
You just made the top of my list.
Ryan.
Don't suppose you know a spot that can fix this.
I got you.
Do you recognize this man?
Am I a suspect?
You're not not a suspect.
She said the cleanup of the suspected murder site
was impeccable.
Almost as if the culprit was an expert.
Or learned from one.
Let me take that.
Let me carry it for you.
Lady Vengeance.
I'll answer any questions for as long as you can keep up.
You only kill sexual predators.
It started out that way.
But between us, I just enjoy killing.
911. What's your emergency?
There's a guy screaming next door.
I think some chick's trying to murder him.
I heard her call herself "Lady Vengeance."
Once the lye burns holes through your corneas,
you won't be able to see what I'm about to do to you.
Hotel victim's watch.
- I fucked up. - Our mutual friend
will make sure that your time here
is as comfortable and short as possible.
Thank you for getting the cops off my back.
I have so many reasons to kill,
but you're my reason to live.
CREDITS
- Stop. - _
There's something soothing about sweeping.
The sound.
The small sense of accomplishment you get chasing the dirt and grime away.
Hey, boss.
I'll, uh, tackle the trash cans after this.
That won't be necessary today.
Everything okay?
No.
It's my mother.
She's passed.
It happened like she wanted.
In her sleep.
She wasn't in pain.
Oh.
Death comes for us all.
We're having a wake for her this afternoon.
I'd be honored if you stop by.
Yeah, of course.
I'll rearrange my plans.
Hey.
Just got off my shift. Are you on your way?
Sorry, buddy. I'm gonna have to rain check.
There's been a death in my landlord's family.
Okay.
Is a hoodie appropriate attire for a wake?
No.
It is black.
You're a lifesaver.
You wouldn't believe what people leave in hotels.
Those should fit.
You dressed up.
Yeah, it'd be strange if you were and I wasn't.
Yeah, I appreciate it, but,
really, you don't have to come.
Dad, funerals are hard.
They're really hard when you're alone.
You're talking about...
Hannah.
Never felt so alone in my life after she died.
I'm sorry you had to go through that by yourself.
Your grandpa taught me a trick.
Try again.
Okay.
The rabbit... hops over the log.
Your mother would be so proud.
Both of them.
The rabbit crawls under the log.
The rabbit runs around the log.
Twice 'cause he's trying to outsmart the fox.
And the rabbit
dives through...
his rabbit hole.
Safe and sound.
I'm really glad you came back.
Losing you a second time
was, uh... rough.
Not going anywhere again. Promise.
You should know, the, uh, woman who passed, Prudence,
the family was really close. They're devastated.
Yeah, Dad, I think I know what to expect from a funeral.
I just want to prepare you.
Brace yourself for a lot of sadness.
Dexter!
So sad.
Uh, Joy, this is my son Harrison. Harrison, Joy.
Great to meet you.
Thanks for coming, Dexter.
And how's that gunshot wound?
Oh, I know all about your dad's nasty hunting accident.
Joy's been helping me with pain management.
She does acupuncture.
You tried alternative medicine?
I was skeptical at first, but it actually works.
Dads. Am I right?
But really, my dad will be thrilled you both are here.
Oh, hey. That's Chike.
He survived an attack from the Dark Passenger. The other one.
Hey. The ear looks good.
Turns out, ladies love a scar.
Grab that door for me, Dex?
Yeah. Sure. That's, uh, Sam, Joy's fiancé.
Aw, you're the best.
How long have you known them?
Uh... couple of weeks.
Okay, I've been in New York for over three months.
I-I know, like, three people.
Dexter!
I'm so glad that you are here.
I'm sorry for your loss.
My mother lived a beautiful life,
and this is a celebration of that life.
This is a day to honor her
and rejoice in her memory.
To be grateful for all the people in her life
that she loved.
You must be Harrison.
Yes. Nice to meet you.
I'm, uh, I'm sorry.
I hope it's all right that I tagged along.
Are you kidding?
Nothing would've made my mother happier
than knowing you two are back together.
You're welcome to stay with your dad,
but all the kids are in the kitchen.
My daughter, Joy, uh, will show you around.
Yeah. Sure.
If you want to pay your respects, she's through there.
I've been around so many dead bodies,
but I haven't been to one of these since Rita.
Oh, what, are you squeamish around dead bodies?
Sometimes.
Red. Open up.
Yes?
Red's MIA, too.
Understood.
Now, don't hold back. I want your honest opinion.
Sam's trying to perfect the recipe for ideal gut health.
That... packs a punch.
Trust me, your intestinal microbiota will thank you later.
Launching your own business. That's impressive.
It's actually his fourth. Sam's a budding entrepreneur.
He's starting an MBA program this fall.
Joy's my number one cheerleader.
But what about you, Harrison? Are you in college?
Uh, no, um... I just got my GED.
Uh, right now I work at The Empire Hotel.
Oh, fancy.
No, I'm-I'm just a bellman.
Still figuring out what I want to do.
Y-You have plenty of time to decide.
Being an adult is the worst.
Yeah. Totally.
Time for cats.
As many of you know,
my mother-in-law adored cats.
But Blessing was allergic,
so she just channeled all of that love
into collecting.
So, we're asking everyone today
to choose a cat to bring home,
as a reminder of who Prudence was to you.
And also,
there are so many that it's bordering a hoarder situation.
I'd like to kick this off by inviting
her oldest friend, Mariama.
Go ahead and choose a cat.
At our age,
we forget everything.
Half the time, I forget what I forgot.
But Prudence never forgot a birthday.
No matter what was happening in my life or hers,
she was always the first to call.
And she'd say,
"I'm so lucky you were born."
Prudence came into my life after I'd lost my wife to cancer.
She told me, "Marvin,
second chances are for taking.
It doesn't matter how they come or if they're deserved.
You take them."
Dexter? Choose a cat.
If this were a dog, it'd be barking at me.
I'm gonna miss, um...
I got nothing.
her food.
Uh...
I didn't know Prudence long,
but she told me...
all she wanted was to be surrounded by
people she loved,
who knew her for who she really was.
Thank you for that
beautiful tribute.
Thanks for the cat.
Mother...
She gave me life.
She saved my life, and...
Hello?
I'm outside your building.
Did they figure out where I live?
Who I really am?
Prater must be calling me from Red's apartment.
I'm not at home.
That's okay. I can wait.
When will you be back?
Never.
Actually, I haven't been back there since Charley broke in.
I prioritize my anonymity.
You figured out my home, my job, so I left both.
You can see why I didn't leave a forwarding address.
I would expect nothing less from the elusive Dark Passenger.
I was going to offer you a ride,
but I trust you can find your own way.
My place, ASAP.
Hi.
Thanks.
_
Hey.
Harrison, hey. I...
I'm sorry to bother you, it's just,
I'm scheduled to work a double tonight,
and my mom came down with the flu, and I was just
wondering if there's any chance y...
Of course, I-I can watch Dante.
Are you sure?
Yeah. Yeah, I'd be happy to.
Thank you. You're a lifesaver.
It was after work.
I was sitting alone at the bar.
She... Mia...
walked over and offered to buy me a bourbon.
She approached you?
Trust me, I was as surprised as you.
If it's not obvious, I'm not usually a hit with the ladies.
So why were you not suspicious?
It all happened so fast
that I didn't really have time to doubt it.
We finished our drinks, then she invited me
to her place for a nightcap.
Of course I said yes.
What happened when you, uh, went inside the apartment?
She kissed me.
Told me to take off my clothes, offered me some wine.
I said no and she...
Well, I don't really know what happened,
and that must have been when she knocked me out.
Had you made advances to Ms. LaPierre when she...
struck you?
Had you tried to initiate intercourse?
All I tried to initiate was conversation.
And after you regained consciousness?
When I woke up, I was gagged, undressed,
tied to some BDSM torture device
straight out of Christian Grey's Red Room.
There was a table of, um...
I don't know, tools laid out.
How was her demeanor?
Psycho.
Was she angry? Excited?
No. She was as cool as a fucking cucumber.
Smiling as she said that she was gonna pour lye in my eyes.
How I'd be her first...
First kill.
- in New York. - Wait.
Her first kill in the city?
- Uh-huh. - Are you certain
she said those precise words?
Certain as shit.
She acted... I don't know...
gleeful about it.
Did Ms. LaPierre mention anything
about chopping your body into pieces?
Was that supposed to happen?
The details of his account
do not match what occurred to Ryan Foster.
What we suspect occurred.
Mr. Foster was killed in a moment of passion.
In his own hotel room.
Marc was lured to Mia's residence
where she planned to calmly torture him.
Those methods are vastly different.
Perhaps Mia's plan was to bring Ryan to her place,
but something went wrong, she had to improvise,
so she hit him with a toilet tank lid.
They're not that different.
Marc was hit with a blunt instrument, too.
One time.
So maybe Ryan didn't go down so easily.
None of Mia's other known victims
were chopped into pieces.
Dismembering Ryan could have been a last-minute decision.
She fucked up. She had to clean up her mess.
Or she's evolving as a killer, trying something new.
Lady Vengeance is known for attacking sexual predators,
but Marc has no history of that.
So, clearly, Mia's open to changing her MO.
We did not even find a bone saw amongst her torture devices.
No, but we did find Ryan Foster's watch.
What about what she said about Marc
being her "first kill in New York"?
He could've misunderstood.
Marc said he was certain.
Yeah, Marc also sustained blunt force trauma.
And trauma trauma.
I don't think we should take his account as gospel.
What about the watch?
If Mia didn't kill Ryan Foster, how the hell would she have it?
I do not know.
Detectives, you got a minute?
Got something I want to run by you.
I don't think Mia LaPierre killed Ryan Foster.
You got the wrong person.
We just talked through this.
Continue, Captain.
As I told you before,
the Foster case reminded me of a serial killer from Miami.
A person I worked with. The Bay Harbor Butcher.
James Doakes?
Not exactly.
I mean, James Doakes was named by the FBI
as the Bay Harbor Butcher.
But this last year, I've learned new information
that makes me suspect
a different coworker from back then.
A forensic analyst for Miami Metro.
Dexter Morgan.
Now, when I heard the details
of Ryan Foster's body being chopped up into nine pieces,
exactly the MO of the Bay Harbor Butcher,
I had a hunch that it was the work of the real killer.
So you think this old coworker killed Ryan Foster?
Uh, no. Um... he...
Dexter was in a coma at the time of Ryan's death.
- What? - In a clinic upstate.
Captain, I must inform you,
at this point, you are not making any sense.
Dexter has a son.
A young man by the name of Harrison Morgan.
- He's a bellman at... - I'm familiar
with Harrison Morgan.
I believe Harrison Morgan
killed Ryan Foster
using methods taught to him by his father.
And then Dexter Morgan planted Ryan's watch
in Mia LaPierre's rental to frame her and exonerate his son.
How would this Dexter Morgan even find Lady Vengeance
to make this whole elaborate plan possible?
Simple. The Bay Harbor Butcher was known
for hunting down and killing other serial killers.
But he didn't kill her.
Um, right, but...
What is it that you want, Captain Batista?
I know you're on the list to talk to Mia LaPierre
after the FBI.
Yeah, us and a dozen other homicide units
from across the country. The line is long.
Yeah. Let me tag along.
All I need to do is show Mia Dexter's photo.
And if she recognizes him,
I'll know I'm on to something.
We all have that one case that haunts us.
_
The one we can't let go of until we get it right.
The Bay Harbor Butcher is that case for me.
We have an appointment with Ms. LaPierre in the morning.
You may come along and bring your photograph.
Oh! Nobody told me James Bond was gonna be here.
You clean up good, Red.
Uh, Prater called me
in the middle of a bike tour of Central Park. It's...
I didn't have time to change. That's why I'm sweaty.
Any clue what's so urgent?
Isn't it obvious?
Shame what happened to Mamma Mia. Arrested.
Breaks my heart.
Everything is going to be fine, boys.
What happened to Mia is unfortunate.
But it won't prevent us from enjoying
the rest of our time together.
Gimlets, anyone?
I'd like to know what measures you're taking
to ensure our safety.
Hey, wh-where's, uh, where's Lowell?
We are unable to locate him.
The fuck does that mean?
He's cut off communication. Charley's looking into it.
She's going to be looking for a while.
Well, do we know that Lowell wasn't arrested, too?
It was no secret that Mia hated him.
Maybe she ratted him out.
Maybe he got spooked and skipped town.
Well, Lowell's no shrinking violet.
Hell, I live here.
This makes me think about leaving.
Exactly. I, for one,
do not trust her to keep her mouth shut.
What do you mean by that?
I am at the top of the FBI's Most Wanted list, Al.
Thank you.
Mia could trade on my notoriety to make a deal.
Someone's full of himself.
She wouldn't do that.
We promised not to turn on each other.
Okay, no offense, but, uh, Rapunzel hasn't exactly
entered into the cultural zeitgeist the same way
that Gemini has.
There are four Gemini bestsellers,
Fincher's making a Gemini movie.
They're talking to one of the Culkins about playing me.
Offering up my name is a one-way ticket to immunity.
I mean, really?
Guess I didn't think of that.
Need I remind you gentlemen
that I have connections at every level of law enforcement,
including the FBI.
If Mia talks, I'll know before anyone.
I don't think Mia would do anything
to jeopardize the rest of the group.
If you're stupid enough to get caught,
you're stupid enough to snitch.
She knew the rules. She's the one who told me.
Knowing the rules
and adhering to them are two very different things.
This is why girls shouldn't be allowed in the group.
Maybe Gareth is right.
So much for "like-minded individuals."
As long as Mia's in custody, none of us are safe.
Not even you. It's time for extreme measures.
I'll be taking extreme measures
with you, Mr. Zeitgeist.
Prater promised this was a safe space.
I don't doubt he's a man of his word. Do you?
I'm glad we could clear that up.
Now, in the meantime,
I thought a little extra spending money
might ease this stressful time.
By next meeting, I promise,
everything will be back to normal.
Aw, fuck!
Hey!
Hey. Need a friend?
_
He definitely fits the Code.
A father and his teenage son.
_
Gareth came to the bookstore with a bookmark?
_
Oh, Gareth. Checking out the competition.
_
The ego on this guy.
A message for when and where to meet someone?
What's the point of all this spycraft?
Who's he meeting that requires a dead drop
like he's in some Cold War espionage movie?
An accomplice? A victim?
Well, whoever it is won't be getting the message.
Did I make it into the Mount Rushmore
of serial killers, too?
_
"Mission-oriented killer"?
Damn straight.
"Despite his bloodthirsty moniker,
the Bay Harbor Butcher was anything but ruthless
in identifying his victims.
A modern-day avenging angel."
Mom.
You wouldn't believe what I had to do today.
I owe you big-time.
Stefan added extra shifts 'cause of the gala crowd.
If I work two more,
I'll complete my hours for the program early.
That's great.
I-I was thinking of, uh, applying myself.
Oh, you're, uh, you're serious?
Hey, maybe. Maybe.
It's just, um...
You sure a career in customer service is right for you?
Um, I'm not sure of anything...
except that I'm gonna smoke Dante
in indoor basketball tonight.
I'm definitely gonna win.
Homework first, then ball.
There's pasta on the stove.
And he needs his nebulizer before bed.
Still? The asthma's not better?
Shit. I-I didn't even tell you.
We found black mold in his bedroom closet.
That's what's been causing the flare-up.
So put him to bed in my room.
We can't get into his until the problem's remediated.
- When's that? - Who knows?
The landlord's ignoring my calls.
That's messed up.
Yeah, well, I emailed him yesterday
to say I'm not paying rent till he gets someone out here,
so hopefully that'll light a fire under his ass.
Maybe you could just move.
If only that were an option.
You need first and last month's rent and a security deposit.
I can't afford to move.
Right. Sorry.
Plus this is a rent-controlled apartment.
Can't give that up. So we're just... stuck here,
praying the landlord eventually does his job.
He shouldn't be able to do that...
I got to go or I'm gonna be late.
- Yeah. - Uh, text me
if something comes up.
Love you, little man.
Love you, Mama.
Oh, man.
Shit.
Need some help there, Sam?
Oh, yeah, thanks.
- Got it? - Yeah, here.
- Oh, thank you. Great. - You got it.
Man.
Hey, what's this? Why'd you buy so many?
There's still a lot of people here.
I thought we might need more.
There's no room in the freezer for all this.
It's going to melt everywhere!
- I was trying to help. - By flooding my kitchen?
My freezer's empty. I'm happy to store this...
No! I told him one bag of ice.
He needs to fix it.
I can't trust anyone to do anything!
It's okay. I got this.
Hello.
Gareth. Hey.
Welcome to my abode.
Why did you take my note, Red?
It's embarrassing.
I'll just come out and say it. I'm a fan.
I've been a little starstruck in the group settings, and I was...
trying to find an excuse to get to know you better.
I thought... if we bumped into each other, maybe...
I should have anticipated this.
The beheading?
So derivative. Go ahead.
Thanks.
I suspected my influence on your work, of course.
Just didn't want to embarrass you.
That's cool of you.
Hey, would you like a gin and tonic?
I'd love a G and T.
This has happened before in the group, you know?
It's my cross to bear.
Gemini's an icon in the industry.
You don't have to tell me.
When you're the smartest person in every room,
you get used to the attention.
These gatherings of Prater's started as a way to get to me.
I thought he liked bringing people together.
That's just his spiel.
Has he asked you for a special trophy yet?
Mm-mm.
Hmm. He pays me double for preview photos.
The moment before the kill.
When they know.
Ask Prater to show you the most recent snapshot.
A father and his teenage son.
It's some of my best work yet.
One question.
Who was the note for?
Me.
Is it some kind of Zodiac homage?
A way of leaving clues for people to decipher later?
The Zodiac was an amateur.
Huh. I figured you were a fan.
Yeah, 'cause of all the astrological...
Didn't you coin the name Gemini yourself?
The name chose me.
Had nothing to do with anyone else.
Indulge me with one more question.
Why kill in pairs?
This is my gift.
They say that we enter this life alone
and that's how we leave it.
But to die together, that's the ultimate bond.
That father never loved his son more than in the moment before.
Wow.
You really are smart.
Number one in college, number one in Mensa,
number one in grad school, and now number one
on the FBI's serial killer list.
For now.
You, Red, are a number two at best.
To meeting your heroes.
Who's number one now?
You got no chance.
I'm double your size. Oh!
All right, lucky shot.
Hey, hey, hey, buddy.
Hey, let's sit. We're gonna, we're gonna take a break. Okay?
We're... um, you're gonna be okay,
I-I'm gonna get the machine. I'm gonna get the machine. Okay.
All right. You're good, you're good, you're good.
Let's sit forward for me. Okay.
Okay. There. Okay? Just breathe.
"Your ninja have fallen, Shredder!"
"So I see.
They were good men. My best."
"I see, too, that they have left their mark."
Good night, buddy.
Elsa here?
Oh, she's at work. Uh, who are you?
She's late on the rent.
I ain't running a charity here.
Yeah, well, she's not gonna pay
until you fix the mold in Dante's room.
And who the fuck are you? Her boyfriend?
You living here, too?
No, no. I'm just a friend.
Well, I ain't fixing shit for a tenant
that don't pay their rent.
Come on, man. She's-she's just worried about her kid.
She's so worried, she can move.
Well, that's not fair.
All she needs is for you to do your job
and get rid of the mold.
I'll get to it when I get to it.
Yeah, well, that's not fucking good enough!
There's a kid here, he's getting really sick.
He just had another asthma attack tonight.
You want to be responsible for him getting worse?
She sounds like a bad mom to me.
Doesn't pay her rent, doesn't take care of her kid.
Tell her to start taking some goddamn respons...
My fucking eye!
You motherfucker!
What did you do?! You little fuck!
Are you fucking slow or something?
You tell Elsa to pay her rent
or I'll take other measures.
¿Comprende?
Goddamn lowlifes.
Sounds like they're having fun up there.
I'm having fun down here, too.
Now, this is a view I'm comfortable with.
Red. Red?
- Red? - You know what?
I don't need to hear any more from Gareth tonight.
Oh, no!
You're welcome, FBI's Most Wanted list.
Dexter?
Can we talk?
Just a minute.
Oh, shit.
Sorry. Was in the john.
Did you come down for more ice?
I came to apologize.
I feel terrible for snapping at you.
I was cruel.
It's fine. Your mother died.
Of course you're not yourself.
Yes, but... it's more than that.
My mother was more than...
the things she did for me.
She was my North Star.
Have you ever had someone like that?
When I say my mother saved my life...
I meant it.
I try not to talk about this...
try not to even think about it, but today...
it's impossible.
When I was a child,
I was a soldier in the Revolutionary United Front.
I didn't want to be.
Men came to my house one night.
I was beaten, given drugs...
forced to do unspeakable things.
I even killed one person.
Can you imagine?
God, no.
But my story was not unique.
There were hundreds of other childrens across Sierra Leone
who had the same story.
But those other children...
didn't have a Prudence.
Mother searched for me, found and rescued me
on my birthday.
Then she brought me to the United States of America
to start over.
I didn't think I deserved it.
For the longest time, I fought it.
But somehow...
she pulled me back together.
I had no idea.
How can I survive without her strength?
Her guidance?
I don't know...
how to go on.
How did you do it before?
What did she tell you?
She told me to leave the past behind me.
Only move forward.
And to never...
ever bring the darkness...
into my home.
You must keep it separate to survive.
Always.
I need to be more careful.
Keep this world separate from Harrison.
I think the day has gotten to me. My head...
Do you have any Advil?
In the medicine cabinet.
Okay.
I can grab it.
What kind of shoddy landlord
set this curtain up?
All fixed.
I apologize for unloading
the ugliness of my childhood on you.
I hope I haven't scared you.
Nope.
You're a good and gentle person, Dexter.
Tell that to the dead man in my bathtub.
Thank you for listening.
I'd better go back up.
I like your new friend Blessing.
He's smart.
Especially the part where he said
he needed his parent for strength and guidance.
Yeah. Seems like we both had parents
who saw their children for who they were...
helped them become the best versions of themselves.
Now you have that opportunity with Harrison.
I certainly know what he doesn't need.
Time to figure out what he does.
Everything okay?
It happened again.
I-I was, I was just trying to help Elsa,
talk some sense into her asshole landlord,
and-and he wouldn't listen,
and... I...
What?
I-I saw it.
Me killing him.
Just like with Ryan.
Did you?
No.
But in my head, I did.
It felt... real.
Natural.
I don't know what I'm doing, where...
what I'm even good for, and I-I...
Stop.
Don't go backwards.
Did you want to hurt him?
Yes.
You had an impulse. You denied it.
What that really was, was the need to do the right thing.
You know who that sounds like?
Your Aunt Deb.
She also had a strong sense of right and wrong
and a hot temper.
There's nothing wrong with you.
No, I'm-I'm nothing like Deb.
She-she wasn't a fuckup.
Oh, Deb made mistakes.
Big ones.
But she never let those mistakes stop her from doing good.
Helping others do good, too.
Just because you have a hot temper
doesn't mean you're a monster. It makes you human.
I don't know.
I do.
You're going to take that Morgan sense of justice
and use it... to make things better.
Find your own path.
I'll be here to help you.
Second chances are for taking.
Prater's got a surprise for you.
What kind of surprise?
The kind that's a surprise.
Be at Pier 6 in two hours.
Bring your trophies and your tools.
All right, now, I wouldn't get your hopes up.
So far, Lady Vengeance has stonewalled the FBI
and every other visiting officer.
She's, uh, one tough cookie.
I'm confident she'll be interested
in what I have to say.
Maybe. So far, she's not talking.
Well, my guess is, I'm the only one here
hoping to clear her of a charge.
Stay here.
- Shit. - I am not staying here.
Get her down, quick.
Easy, easy.
She's gone, Warden.
I'm sorry, sir.
The serial killer known as Lady Vengeance
was found dead in her prison cell this morning.
Her death ruled suicide by hanging.
Looks like the men of New York
can sleep safe tonight.
Coming up next, we have...
Mia is dead.
Would she really take her own life?
Or maybe they took Gemini's warning to heart and handled it,
silenced her before she could implicate Prater and the group.
Is this what they mean by fight or flight?
If those bastards had Mia killed,
they won't hesitate to do the same to you.
Hey! We're going on a whirlybird!
Woo-hoo!
I thought this would be a nice change of pace.
Just waiting on Gareth.
Lowell is gone, Mia is dead,
and Gareth is nine piles of ash in my favorite furnace.
I show up, and suddenly these serial killers
start dropping like flies.
They're gonna realize it's me.
After you.
You're not afraid of flying, are you, Red?
Sir, we have clearance from Control.
Any word?
Give us two minutes.
Who the hell is this?
Holy shit. Gemini.
How did I not see this coming?
- Ah. - I'm here.
We can go now.
Up, up and away.
The Gemini Killers.
Twins.
Fuck me.
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