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I'm going to need everything, all the info you got.

You'll get it when the team gets it.

No team. This is going to have to be me alone.

It's not that simple. The crew we're after, they hit like thunder and disappear like smoke. You go in alone, you won't ever touch them.

You turn around and put your hands behind your back.

I don't think so.

Your mistake is thinking you got a goddamn choice, boy.

And your mistake? Thinking you're in America. You're a long way from home. This is Brazil!

So, what the hell was that all about?

It's a long story.

Well, we got a 20-mile hike. Humor me.

A business deal that went sour.

I counted the spaces.

Why?

In case the ghost is trying to communicate. I'm trying Morse.

Morse?

Yeah. Dots and dashes, used...

I know what Morse code is, Murph. I just don't think your bookshelf's trying to talk to you.

You have a new friend.

Her name is Riley. And you probably creeped her out. When you talk, don't stand so close.

I was assessing her threat level.

Well? Am I safe?

I don't know. Girls are complicated.

Anyway, you've paid everyone off, remember? No-one within a two-mile radius will sell you any.

Stupid idea. Whose idea was that?

There is a house, it's not far from here, where we might take refuge.

Whose house? Are they friend or foe?

Neither. He will help us or he will kill us.

What choice do we have?

[Creature roars]

None.

I have told you already I will not go near that place.

Why not? The Elves could help us. We could get food, rest, advice.

I do not need their advice.

The closer we are to danger, the farther we are from harm. It's the last thing he'll expect.

Are you mad? We will be caught for sure.

No, we won't. Not this time.

Oh come on, we can take 'em.

It's a long way.

Toss me.

What?

I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me. ... Don't tell the Elf.

Not a word.

This is it.

This is what?

If I take one more step, it'll be the farthest away from home I've ever been.

Come on, Sam. Remember what Bilbo used to say: 'It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.'

What do you want me to do John? You want me to let you run out of here, see how far you can get?

Why would you do such a foolish thing?

On the day of my judgment, when I stand before God, and He asks me why did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I gonna say? That it was my job?

We just had a little man save us by blowing up fifty ships!

How little?

[holding his thumb and forefinger close together] Well, kinda like this?

A little one-inch man saved us?

Well, if he got closer, I'm sure he'd be much larger.

Yeah, that's how eyesight works, you stupid raccoon.

Don't call me a raccoon!

I'm sorry, I took it too far. I meant trash panda.

Is that better?

I don't know.

It's worse. It's so much worse.

Why are you so far from the house? You know I'm responsible to your father for your life.

The bodyguards are here.

It's still dangerous. We've heard from Santino in New York. Your enemies know you're here.

Did Santino say when I can go back?

Not yet. It's out of the question.

I'd say thank you, but I don't think that would cover it.

Well, like I told your cop friend, I was just doing my job. Besides, I think it should be you that I'm thanking.

What for?

The knife.

The knife. I got lucky.

That was a kitchen knife. It wasn't even weighted properly, yet you threw it with accuracy across a 10-foot room.

Exactly. I got lucky.