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Erica: I did what you asked me to do. I made Jack think that I am safe and that I don't want to marry him. But, please, I have to know that Miranda and Gabrielle are safe.

Distorted voice: Of course, they are.

Erica: You threatened them.

Distorted voice: Sorry about that. I had to make sure you'd follow the script, so that no one would come looking for you. Besides, you wouldn't want to have Jackson upset and worried, would you?

Erica: How could he not be? You know very well this was supposed to be our wedding day.

[Key turns in lock]

Opal: Oh. Sorry. It's just me.

Jack: Hey, Opal.

Opal: Anything new?

Jack: No. I keep waiting for her to walk through that door, come in here and tell me what a bad choice this was on her part and apologize to me. She's not going to do that, is she?

Griffin: He's the one who stuck the shiv in me. You believe me now? This is the proof that I was framed. Ok? They were trying to get rid of me!

Jesse: Got anything to say for yourself?

Man: I'm sorry, Griff, but I had to do it. I told you a long time ago. You got a problem with Diana, you got to break it off clean. But you wouldn't listen to me. What you did to her was wrong. I couldn't just let it go.

Cara: No, you can't listen to him, Jesse.

Jesse: You know Dr. Castillo?

Man: Huh. Oh, we go way back.

Griffin: He's lying.

Man: Come on, G, why you got to be like that?

Griffin: Someone's paying him to lie. Tell him. Tell him!

Tad: Who you more afraid of, the cops or the people that know you screwed up the hit on Griffin?

Man: Oh, I'm done talking.

Jesse: No, you're going downtown.

Tad: Oh, God.

Cara: Oh, Griff, I'm sorry. I was trying to help and --

Griffin: Listen, these people are good. Oh, they're really good. They wanted me dead, but they botched it. Now they'll settle for me taking the fall for Diana Holden's murder instead.

Cara: No, you know what? I'm gonna go.

Griffin: Cara, I don't want you involved in any more investigations. Entiendes?

Cara: No! No! No entiendes, señor. No. You are wanted for murder! They think you're a drug dealer!

Griffin: We're done. No more!

Tad: You get anything else out of him?

Jesse: He got a lawyer. We're holding him, but we don't expect him to talk any more.

Tad: Yeah, he may change his story once he realizes what's out there waiting for him. You just better pray he doesn't make bail.

Cara: Where are you keeping him?

Jesse: In the holding cells, pending his hearing.

Cara: In the city jail, where you want to take Griff to?

Ricky: What's wrong?

Kendall: The letter just stops mid-sentence. There's a page missing.

Ricky: Are you sure?

Kendall: Yes, I'm sure. The last page is missing.

Ricky's voice: This chapel was a special place for you and your husband.

Kendall: "Special place" -- you said that. You said that earlier when you were pushing me to talk about Zach.

Kendall's voice: What are you doing?

Ricky: I really wish you hadn't come back here.

[Door opens]

Ricky: Kendall? Hey. No need to be scared. It's just me.

Kendall: I'm fine. You just startled me.

Ricky: Yeah, but you seem upset. Is there anything I can do to help?

Kendall: No. I'm fine. I'm fine. I promise. I'm just worried about my mom, that's all. I know that she contacted Jackson, but Bianca and I have heard nothing since she took off.

Ricky: I'm sure she'll be all right.

Kendall: Well, there must be a reason why you tracked me down.

Ricky: There is. I thought I might take you to dinner, give you a chance to get your mind off of things for a little while.

Kendall: Sure. Dinner sounds great.

Ricky: Are you sure everything's ok?

Ryan: There you are.

Kendall: Ryan.

Ryan: Reverend, hi.

Ricky: Ryan. Anything new? Anything that tells us if Kendall's in any danger?

Ryan: No. Not yet, but I'm still looking. I'm sure between me and the police that we will get to the bottom of this.

Ricky: Good. I'll be in touch for that dinner.

Kendall: Sounds good.

Ricky: See you then. Ryan.

Kendall: Thank God Jackson left a laptop here.

Ryan: What is going on? What's wrong?

Kendall: I think I found it.

Ryan: You think you found what?

Kendall: Proof that Zach was murdered.

Distorted voice: Come on, now. Don't get all jumpy on me.

Erica: How could I not? What did you expect? You made me convince Jack that I don't love him, that I don't want to marry him. You have me captive on my wedding day.

Distorted voice: Look at it as another opportunity to prove yourself.

Erica: What are you talking about?

Distorted voice: One of life's challenges. When you get stuck with lemons, make them into lemonade -- or Erica Kane would probably squeeze them on her lobster.

Erica: Is this some kind of a twisted joke to you?

Distorted voice: No. Not at all. Look what happened when your marriage to Tom Cudahy was over. You pulled yourself up, landed that modeling job with Sensuelle Cosmetics, and that led to Erica Kane, superstar.

Erica: You know so much about me. Do I know you?

Distorted voice: Maybe. Maybe not.

Erica: Why are you doing this to me, to Jackson and my family? How did you know what my bedroom looks like?

Distorted voice: Maybe I saw a photo spread in some magazine.

Erica: Why did you build a copy of it?

Distorted voice: To make you more comfortable, of course.

Erica: "Comfortable"? You have me in prison. Look, if it's not money you want, then just tell me, what is it? Please, you have to tell me.

Distorted voice: Where's the fun in that?

Cara: In the same place as that guy that just tried to kill him!

Jesse: What happened to your brother was a serious lapse in security. My fault. It's my responsibility. It will not happen again.

Griffin: It's gonna be ok, Cara.

Tad: At least for now. After all, you're still recovering. And he's not going anywhere until he's well enough. Right, Jesse?

Cara: Tad, can we -- excuse me. He's not safe. Maybe not here, but definitely not in that cell.

Tad: I know, but he can't stay here forever. Jake's already stuck his neck out long enough telling everybody he's got a lacerated spleen.

Cara: He's not going back there. Do you understand?

Tad: We don't have a choice. What happens if the judge insists?

Cara: I don't care. He's not going back to jail. Excuse me.

Tad: Cara. Cara?

Ricky: Hello. Hi. Ricky Torres.

Liza: Yes, I remember you, Reverend.

Ricky: I'm here to see a parishioner today, but I thought I'd look in on Dr. Castillo. No, I can wait if you have official business, of course.

Liza: I was gonna check on him, yes.

Ricky: Yeah, he's doing much better, from what I understand.

Liza: Really?

Ricky: Yes. I overheard a doctor saying that he's made extraordinary progress. Most people with a lacerated spleen take a long time to recover, but Dr. Castillo -- he seems to have bounced back miraculously.

Liza: It's interesting, hmm?

Ricky: Yeah. I am praying that he's innocent of these charges.

Liza: You have to do your job, and I have to do mine. Excuse me. We have to talk about Mr. Castillo. You get him back to jail where he belongs, and stop playing favorites.

Kendall: I haven't wanted to believe it, but --

Ryan: Kendall, what evidence do you have?

Kendall: For starters, I have the letter that Zach wrote -- the real letter. But this might be all the evidence I need to prove it.

Ryan: What is on that?

Kendall: I don't know for sure. But Zach hid it for me, just for me to find out in case he died. I think it's the evidence of who killed him.

Krystal: Hi.

Caleb: Hi.

Krystal: Can I get you something stronger than that coffee there?

Caleb: No, thanks. I'm ok.

Krystal: Listen, Caleb, I know it must've been hard for you going down there and, well, pouring your heart to Erica.

Caleb: What are you talking about?

Krystal: I don't know. I guess it was just idle gossip. Huh.

Caleb: I just told her how I felt, that's all.

Krystal: I'm sorry it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to.

Caleb: I would've been sorry if I hadn't done it.

Krystal: That's true. You got to take big chances in life sometimes. Otherwise, you just might get stuck in a rut.

Erica: I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you! And I am so sick of this. That's what I think about my so-called favorite foods! For all I know, you poisoned everything, anyhow, and you're just waiting now to watch me die! Look, why don't we just talk about this rationally, without the games? I'm willing to bargain with you. I haven't seen your face. I have no idea who you are. So if you just let me go, I swear to you I will not press charges. How could I press charges? I've never even seen you, and I swear I won't try to find you. We can just pretend this was some awful mistake. Why don't you answer me? Hello? Are you still there?

Jesse: So what's got you so worked up?

Liza: I don't like criminals being coddled. Just because he's Tad's brother-in-law does not give him a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Jesse: Liza, he's still in custody, under guard, and healing from an attempt on his life.

Liza: I hear he's not as sick as some doctors would like us to think that he is. And the suspect that you just brought in has incriminated him even further. That man belongs in jail.

Cara: Wait a minute. No, he doesn't belong in jail. He's sick. He has a lacerated spleen. Maybe you don't understand how serious that is.

Liza: Maybe I can talk to his doctor. Where is he?

Tad: Oh, too bad. Jake's taking a personal day.

Liza: Oh. Convenient. All right. Then I'd like to see the C.T. scan myself. I want proof that he's as sick as you say he is.

Ryan: Ok, so this letter, the real letter -- Zach is calling out his killers?

Kendall: Yes. That's what he did in the original letter, but someone switched the last page.

Ryan: Who?

Kendall: I don't know. That's what I'm hoping to find out here. So let's just see. Ok. He's got a spreadsheet here. "Casino operating budgets."

Ryan: Ok, hold on a second. There's a series of spreadsheets. Zach must've discovered that his partners were keeping two sets of spreadsheets, skimming profits.

Kendall: All right, but there's more here. There's a memo, and there's bank statements. Ok. And there's profit participants. Let's see. Ryan, there she is. That's her name -- Diana Holden.

Ryan: Kendall, you know who else is involved in this, don't you?

Kendall: Yeah, if I see their name, I will tell you. It's not here. The name -- it's not here.

Jack: What's that?

Opal: Another wedding gift. I think it's from your sweet Lily.

Jack: Yeah, that's her writing. I haven't told her yet or Reggie. I pick up the phone and I dial, but I don't know what the hell to say.

Opal: You don't have to say anything, not just yet, Jackson. Our girl has just hit the "Pause" button, that's all.

Jack: It didn't sound like that to me, Opal.

Opal: We have to have faith. We just have to. I know that at some point this is all gonna make sense.

Jack: Yeah? Is that what your tarot cards and tea leaves tell you?

Opal: No. It's what my heart tells me, Jackson. I keep going over and over what happened and what she said, and she has never been so sure of anything in her life as she was about her decision to marry you. She is coming home.

[Knock on door]

Jack: Hey.

Krystal: Anything new?

Jack: No.

Krystal: I'm so sorry, Jack.

Opal: If you came over to work, Krystal, I think Jackson's taking the day off.

Krystal: As he should. No, this isn't about work. I just wanted to talk.

Jack: Opal, listen. Thank you very much for everything.

Opal: I can stay and talk, too.

Jack: No, that's ok. Really, you've done enough, honestly.

Opal: All right, then. I'll leave you two to talk, and I'll catch up with you later.

Jack: Thanks again. Bye. She means well.

Krystal: Jack, at the risk of being asked to follow Opal right out that door, I just hate what Erica has done to you. It's wrong, it's just not fair, and I don't know if she realizes how much she's hurt you.

Erica: That's where you watch me from, right? You see me, I don't see you. Where are you?

Tad: Griffin isn't a murderer. What happened to him is proof of that. Why are you in such a rush to get him back behind bars?

Liza: It's where the judge says he belongs. He's a flight risk. You remember? And I want proof that he's as sick as you said he is. In the meantime, you can fill me in on what happened to this alleged attacker that you brought in.

Tad: Don't look at me. Do something.

Cara: Keep an eye on him.

Tad: Where do you think you're going?

Cara: Where am I going? I'm going to get a C.T. scan of a lacerated spleen, and I'm gonna switch it inside Griffin's medical records.

Tad: Are you crazy?

Cara: I'm not crazy. This is the only way to keep the D.A. from finding out the truth.

Tad: It's also a felony. And if Liza finds out about it --

Cara: If she finds out, Tad.

Tad: If she finds out about it, you will lose your license. You'll get busted. Immigration will be all over you. You'll be deported. And let's not forget Griffin is not the only one with a price on his head.

Cara: I'm not gonna let him go back to that cell where he could be with that attacker. You got it?

Tad: You know something? Griffin was right about one thing. It's a full-time job protecting you, mostly from yourself.

Cara: Oh, drop dead.

Kendall: Wait a minute. I was so sure his name would be here. His name's not here.

Ryan: Who? Who do you think is involved in Zach's death?

Kendall: I'm not so sure as I was before now.

Ryan: Kendall, something must've happened to raise your suspicion. You can tell me. I can help. Please.

Kendall: Ryan, I don't want to be wrong. I don't want to accuse someone of something so horrible and be wrong. All right, listen to me. If I tell you, you have to promise me no police, no confrontation, not until we are absolutely sure.

Ryan: What are you talking about? Why would you possibly want to protect this person?

Kendall: No, see, this is more about you protecting me. I know how you are, Ryan. I know that you want to protect us, but I've got to figure this out first.

Ryan: Ok. All right. I understand that, but the police can help us.

Kendall: No. I've been down that road before, all right? I -- when I found Zach's letter, I wanted an investigation, but I didn't have any proof. I had no evidence then, and I have nothing concrete now.

Ryan: Kendall, there is enough evidence here to put him away for grand larceny.

Kendall: Yes, but not for murder. I still think there's a name missing from there.

Ryan: Who?

Kendall: You have to promise that you'll do this my way.

Ryan: I promise. Now, who is it?

Kendall: Ricky.

Ricky: You're lucky to have your husband to help you through this time.

Woman: 35 years -- he's my rock. Do you have someone special in your life, Reverend Torres?

Ricky: As a matter of fact, I do.

Woman: Is she pretty?

Ricky: She's beautiful.

Woman: Don't let her get away.

Ricky: I don't intend to.

Kendall: I'll promise you this. If I find out somehow that Ricky was involved in Zach's murder, before I go to the police, I'm gonna look him in the eye, I'm gonna make him admit what he did to me, and then I'm gonna make him pay.

Ryan: You honestly believe that Reverend Ricky is a killer?

Kendall: I know. I know how crazy it all sounds, but, actually, it kind of makes sense. It all started with the letter when something was off about the word "sweetheart." Zach never, ever called me that. He would've never called me that. But then just yesterday, that's what Ricky called me.

Ryan: Ok. It's not exactly an unusual term for someone to call somebody else.

Kendall: Ryan, I know. I know it sounds crazy, but then everything else started falling into place. Ricky was with me when I got Zach's letter and when the last page had to be switched. And then I realize that he'd been digging, digging a lot. He kept asking me time and time again about my special place that Zach and I had.

Ryan: "Special place" -- where Zach wrote that he hid this.

Kendall: This was our special place. This is where Zach and I got married. It's where we lived for almost a year, and it's where he hid that letter for me to find, for only me to find just in case.

Ryan: Ricky did just show up right after Zach's death.

Kendall: Yeah, it was like he appeared out of nowhere. Bianca even said that it was like he was showing off for her, like he was trying to get her to see and notice all of his good works. Oh, my God, when I think about him performing Zach's memorial service and how much time we spent together -- he was always there comforting me, and we'd gotten so close -- I don't know. But all I know is that if I'm wrong, if we don't have any concrete proof, and we accuse him of this, it's not gonna be good.

Ryan: I understand. I understand, and you're right. You're right, but I also get why you're being suspicious. Ok? We are gonna get to the bottom of this. We'll get to the truth, I promise you.

Kendall: Ok, but you have to promise me no police.

Ryan: If that's what you want.

Kendall: I need time to be sure.

Ryan: We need to do this very carefully. Ok? I'm not gonna let you put your life at risk. If Ricky was involved in Zach's death, then he will kill again. You get that, right?

[Phone chirps]

Kendall: It's Ricky. He's on his way to ConFusion. He's gonna make a reservation for dinner tonight.

Ryan: I am not gonna let you hang out with that guy alone. And I'm also not gonna let him hang around the kids.

Kendall: Listen, ok, the kids are gonna be fine. I'm gonna leave them with Bianca's nanny, and they're gonna be safe at Wildwind.

Ryan: Ok. Ok. I'll head to ConFusion. I'll find a spot where I can keep an eye on you guys. All right? So don't worry. Wait. How does Griffin fit into all this? Where does this leave him?

Kendall: I don't know.

Ryan: Is there a chance that Griffin and Ricky were working on this together?

Kendall: If they are, they have put on a hell of an act, because those two do not like each other. And Griffin is still adamant that he was set up.

Ryan: There's nothing in this letter or in these files that would explain why Diana Holden's body was in Griffin's bed. At least one of them is in custody while we do a little bit of digging. Listen, I'm gonna look into every single name and every single file on this thing. Ok? I'm gonna look for aliases, contacts, associates -- anything to link Ricky and Griffin to Zach's death. I promise you we'll get to the bottom of this. Ok?

Kendall: Thank you. Thank you. I won't rest until we do.

Opal: I thought I might find you here.

Caleb: Hello, Opal.

Opal: Um, you know, I have been thinking. Ahem. You and Krystal -- you have been getting kind of friendly, haven't you?

Caleb: I suppose.

Opal: It looked to me like you were starting off on a really nice relationship was getting going there -- I mean, before Erica got back from her world trip.

Caleb: Opal, I like her cooking.

Opal: That's a start.

Caleb: If you'll excuse me, I'm busy.

Opal: Just hear me out. Don't you think it might be kind of nice for the two of you if you were to spend a little time with Krystal? Ask her out on a date.

Caleb: Why would I want to do that?

Opal: Well, for fun.

Krystal: I don't know how you do it, Jack. I don't.

Jack: I'm sorry. What?

Krystal: Is there anything I can do?

Jack: Krystal, if I thought there was, I would beg you to do it, believe me. I just have a few questions.

Krystal: A few questions? That's all?

Jack: Yeah. Like, why the hell would she do this to me? Why would she leave me in that room with egg on my face in front of all those people? Why couldn't she leave me a phone message? Why couldn't she call me after she did it? And why the hell do I keep putting myself through this?!

Erica: I'm not gonna let you get to me.

Griffin: You want to falsify my medical records?

Cara: Yeah.

Griffin: Are you out of your mind?

Cara: No. I'm trying to keep you alive. Ok? They want to put you in the same jail as the guy who just tried to kill you.

Griffin: And all that would happen is that my trip back there will be slightly delayed, and you would get your ass kicked out of the country. Why would do that after everything Tad and I have done to keep you safe?

Cara: The D.A. is not gonna know the difference between one C.T. scan and another.

Tad: You don't know Liza. Once she gets her teeth in something, she's like a bear trap.

Cara: I shouldn't have told you, Tad.

Griffin: I'm glad he told me. I know you're worried about me, but don't you ever risk your career, not to mention your life, out of concern for me again. Ok? I can take of myself.

Cara: Listen, this is just gonna buy you time -- one week, maybe two.

Griffin: End of discussion, Cara!

Cara: No, it's not the end of discussion, Griff.

Liza: Dr. Castillo, do you have your C.T. scans?

Cara: Actually, one simple C.T. scan --

Griffin: We don't need C.T. films. I'm a doctor. I've read the test. I know how I feel.

Liza: And?

Griffin: And I've pretty much made a full recovery. If I were my attending physician, I would sign my release immediately.

Liza: In that case, let's get the paperwork going and get him back to jail, today.

Jack: Oh, I'm sorry. Do you want one?

Krystal: Oh, no. No.

Jack: You sure?

Krystal: Yeah. Jack, I -- I know that you have loved her for a long, long time, and that is something to be admired.

Jack: Hmm.

Krystal: But what she has done to you is just -- it's dead wrong, and I just cannot stand watching you go through this.

Jack: I want to thank you for listening to me yet again. You must be sick and tired of hearing about this.

Krystal: Jack, I am never sick of anything you have to say.

Jack: You're a good friend.

Krystal: I'm glad you feel that way.

Jack: I do.

Krystal: Because -- if you ever want to talk or anything, I'm here for you. Ok? Lunch, dinner -- I'm just saying.

Jack: Ok. I appreciate it. I do.

Krystal: Ok. You know where to find me.

Jack: I do.

Tad: On one thing, I really wish you hadn't handed yourself over so easily.

Griffin: I had to. Cara was determined to do something. If not switching the C.T. scans, then it would've been something else.

Tad: Whatever her method, she's right to be concerned. We still have no idea how far these people are willing to take this thing. How do we know we're not walking you back into more trouble in that cell?

Griffin: You fool me once --

Tad: I know Jesse will do everything he can to protect you. He's humiliated enough as it is. Still --

Griffin: You're gonna be the one who's gonna need protection, my friend.

Tad: Why's that?

Griffin: Because you haven't seen Cara on the warpath yet. Buckle up, buddy.

Tad: I've got that. I've had a taste. She is a handful. You were right about that.

Griffin: Yeah, she's been overcompensating for her illness as a child. She saw her cancer as a weakness. I guess I haven't been too helpful. I've been overprotective at times.

Tad: Oh, come on. That's understandable. You love her.

Griffin: Thank you for looking out for her.

Tad: No, it's us who should thank you for watching over Kendall. In spite of everything that's gone down, God knows what would've happened if you hadn't been in the picture.

Griffin: Just knowing that Cara and Kendall are safe makes going back into that jail a hell of a lot easier.

Cara: Kendall? What do you want?

Kendall: Cara, I need to see Griffin.

Cara: I'm sure you do.

Kendall: Please, it's important.

Cara: I don't care. You're the reason he was arrested. You're the reason that he was almost murdered. I don't want you going anywhere near him.

Kendall: No, listen, you don't understand.

Cara: All I need to understand is that the police are preparing to take Griffin back to jail. And if he ends up dead, that's on your head, too.

Caleb: Not interested.

Opal: Why not? Look, if you are still holding out for Erica, you better just forget it, because she has only got eyes for Jackson.

Caleb: Yeah, who knows where those eyes are looking now?

Erica: Oh!

Distorted voice: You must be hungry, and I know you're thirsty. If I had wanted to kill you, I could've done it already.  There. I'm sure that tastes delicious. I know it's your favorite brand of water.

Erica: Is it? Maybe you only think you know everything there is to know about me.

Distorted voice: Oh, but I do. Penne primavera, your favorite pasta.

Erica: No.

Distorted voice: And the roses, your favorite, as well.

Erica: You're wrong. Red is my color.

Distorted voice: Correction noted. I'll add it to the list.

Erica: What list?

Distorted voice: When the time is right. There's some milk chocolate there for dessert, as well. I know you like that.

Erica: You think you know so much about me, and you're wrong.

Distorted voice: Anything I don't know about you I will find out.

Liza: Hello, Ryan.

Ryan: Hey. You look awfully proud of yourself.

Liza: It was a very good day. I actually kept Griffin Castillo from pulling a fast one, and he should be on his way behind bars as we speak.

Ryan: What kind of fast one are we talking about?

Liza: It turns out that that horrible "spleen injury" -- it turns out to be not a horrible spleen injury. It was just an attempt by his friends and his family to keep him out of jail.

Ryan: And how did you find this out?

Liza: It was happenstance, actually. I overheard Reverend Torres mention that he had --

Ryan: Ricky?

Bartender: May I help you?

Ricky: Yes. I'd like to make a reservation for tonight for the private patio table. The last name is Torres.

Bartender: Certainly. Special occasion?

Ricky: Oh. Very.

Ryan: So you feel like you got a pretty good case against Griffin, huh?

Liza: Have you seen the evidence against him? And now Mayor Blanco is really cracking down on crime around here. Yeah, that guy's going down.

Ricky: Ryan?

Ryan: Hey.

Ricky: What are you up to? Still working hard on the investigation?

Kendall: Griffin's going back to jail? I thought that he was still recovering.

Cara: Apparently, the D.A. wants to play tough, so she's actually going to send him back to the same jail where he was attacked. Maybe she hopes someone will finish the job. You know, save her all the work of the trial. Kendall, let me just tell you something. I was ready to falsify records to keep him here, but you know what? My brother wouldn't let me do that, because that's the kind of good and protective man he is.

Kendall: All right. Listen to me. I am closer to getting to the truth if Griffin is innocent.

Cara: "If"?

Kendall: I don't know. I don't know, Cara, ok? It changes from one minute to the next. All I know is I want the truth, whatever that is.

Cara: Honey, the truth is he was set up.

Kendall: Ok, then I might have a way of proving it. But you have to help me.

Tad: Come on, Jesse. This is insane. What the hell is the rush to get Griffin behind bars.

Jesse: There's nothing I can do, Tad. Liza has forced the matter.

Cara: Absolutely no way. I'm not going to help you. You're the reason that he's in this mess.

Kendall: Listen to me a second. You don't understand. I don't want anything else to happen to him. And if you want him to be ok, then you will help me, but we don't have long.

Guard: Get dressed. It's time to roll.

Griffin:  I'm gonna need a little help.

Cara: Kendall, I don't even know what you're trying to do here.

Kendall: Please, please, just give me a few minutes, ok? Create a diversion. Please, do this. I'm sorry. I'd like to talk to Dr. Castillo just for a moment.

Guard: Quickly.

Kendall: Thank you.

Griffin: What are you doing back here?

Kendall: I'm busting you out of this place.