CLAUDIA JOY: Previously on Army Wives...
Jennifer.
I know you don't have children,
but you should really watch those wildlife documentaries
about what happens when you try to come between a mother and her child.
People are saying you got fired from Mercer.
For having sex with a patient.
It's true.
Lee Anne, me and her have decided to get back together.
What about my wife?
- I just thought you knew. - No.
JORDANA: You shouldn't be leading this mission.
Are you sure you're in the right frame of mind to be doing...
I'm in complete control of my senses.
You should be scared, Atwater.
Running off with the general's 16-year-old daughter?
EMMALIN: What are you doing?
You are gonna stay in this room until we leave for Brussels tomorrow.
You understand me?
I'm not going.
Being apart might be the only way to keep the family together.
Okay.
I'm sorry. I can't talk.
Michael. How was your flight?
MICHAEL: Lonely.
Well, make sure you drink lots of water the next couple of days.
And stay away from the caffeine.
- It makes the jet lag worse. - Claudia Joy, how's Emmalin?
(SIGHS)
Still in her room, still not talking.
We just need to give her some time, Michael.
- Don't coddle her. - I'm not.
Emmalin might have gotten her way on this,
but she needs to know that her actions
- have consequences. - I know. I know. I'm handling it.
She's going back to school today.
And before and after, it's house arrest, believe me.
Did you put a stop order on our furniture?
They said it might've already shipped,
so it could take a week or so to track it down.
Well, perfect.
I'm looking at houses today, so by the time they find everything,
we can just put it right in. Nothing to worry about.
All right.
We're doing the right thing here, Michael.
Yeah, I hope so.
God, you're beautiful. Even from 4,000 miles away.
That's the jet lag talking.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah? Just give me a sec. I've got to run. I'll call you later.
- I love you. - I love you, too.
- Emmalin. - What?
That was your father. He said to say hello.
You look nice.
Yeah, can we just go already?
That's my good girl.
- ROLAND: I can't believe this. - Believe what?
Craig Weston is on the cover of my alumni magazine.
- Craig Weston. - (CHUCKLES) Who is Craig Weston?
Just a classmate of mine.
He's made a breakthrough in the treatment of schizophrenia.
He's getting some kind of award.
- Well, good for him. - Well, I tutored this guy.
When I met him, he couldn't even spell schizophrenia.
Well, honey, it is a hard word.
(SARA BURPS)
That's my girl.
His undergrad was in theater, for God's sake.
Honey, don't forget to pick up my Class A's
- from the dry cleaner's today. - It's unbelievable.
And I could use some PT shirts,
so if you're anywhere near Clothing and Sales...
And we need a few things from the commissary.
Look, don't forget to get unscented deodorant this time.
Because I can't stand smelling like baby powder.
Yes, dear.
Okay. Here you go.
Hey, precious.
(JOAN BLOWING KISSES)
I love you, I love you, I love you. Love you, too.
I'll see you tonight.
Craig Weston.
ROXY: Whoa. PAMELA: Hey.
- Okay. Here you go. - Thanks.
You know, you don't have to keep giving me free drinks.
Are you kidding me? You saved my butt.
Free drinks is the least I can do.
Hey, you're still coming to my class later today, right? 1530?
If that's 3:30, then it is on my calendar.
Good, because I'm starting to freak out a little about it.
(LAUGHS) I thought you took all those instructor classes.
I did. I'm still nervous.
(ROXY SCOFFS)
Since when has Pamela Moran ever been nervous
about telling anyone anything? You had your own radio show.
Yeah, but the radio was different.
I mean, I was alone in a booth and I could hang up on people.
(ROXY LAUGHS)
Well, you are going to be a great teacher.
And the ATF won't know what hit them.
Thanks. And it's AFTB. Army Family Team Building.
- Whatever. - I'll see you later.
Excuse me, did this used to be the Hump Bar?
- Yep. - Great.
May I please speak with Betty Camden?
Oh. I'm sorry. Betty died a few months ago.
But I was her business partner. Roxy LeBlanc.
Scott Keller. Can you spell that for me?
No. Not until you tell me what this is about.
I'm sorry. It's my first week. Here you go.
- Internal Revenue Service. - Just here to help.
(LAUGHS)
It's a joke.
Let me backtrack.
When Miss Camden died, you became sole proprietor?
If that means, "Do I own the place?" Then the answer is yes,
but I'm thinking I should be saying no.
No. No, no. It's not that bad.
We received your Form 941 in the fourth quarter of last year.
- I messed up? - No. No, no, no, it's perfect.
Well, so perfect, in fact, the home office was wondering
why one hadn't been filed in the previous three years.
I don't know. I wasn't running things back then.
- Betty didn't file a nine... - 941.
No, she filed a 944,
claiming employment tax liability for $ 1,000 or less.
- Meaning? - She underpaid.
And since you are now the sole proprietor,
the debt belongs to you.
Whoa. Hold on, Opie.
Why am I in trouble? I only did things by the book.
No one's blaming you, Miss LeBlanc, but your business...
Your business owes the government money.
- Well, that's not fair. - I can understand you feeling that way.
I'm afraid you need to start making those payments now.
Now? You mean, like, now-now?
No. No, no, no. Of course not.
You can send us a check at the end of the quarter.
Whew.
You had me worried there for a sec. Okay, so what is the damage?
I've got that right here. Well, with taxes, penalties, interest,
your total comes to $26,352.13.
Is that going to be a problem?
I'll pick you up at 3:30.
I can get a ride.
No, actually, you can't.
I said things are not going back to normal
and this is one of those things.
Your father and I need to know we can trust you again.
Fine.
- So, 3:30. - Whatever.
Where am I going to come up with $26,000?
Credit cards?
Trevor just maxed out the last one buying a new engine for the Mustang.
Right. So what are you going to do?
Pray.
(LAUGHS)
It doesn't work.
- Denise. - Hi.
How you doing?
I'm okay, you know.
Yeah.
Wow, look at those strawberries.
They look fantastic. What, are they from California?
(EXHALES)
I'm not sure. I... They were on sale.
Well, I have to get back to the bar.
Yeah, and I'm her ride.
I understand.
- ROXY: See you later? - Sure.
Bye.
(SIGHS)
- Okay, that was awkward. - You think?
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
Oh, my God. Em. Why aren't you in Brussels?
I decided to stay.
You decided to stay?
And your parents just said, "Sure. Screw NATO"?
My dad went. My mom and I are staying.
How the hell did you manage that?
I guess you just got to know how to handle your parents.
That is so awesome. Now you and Logan can be together.
Yeah. Look, I've got to go. I'll be late.
DENISE: Damn it.
NEWSMAN: Officials say that a broken water main
is most likely the cause of the sinkhole.
NEWSWO MAN: Excuse me, Alex. We have breaking news this morning.
Members of the 23rd Airborne Division
based out of Fort Marshall, South Carolina,
are involved in a firefight somewhere south of Baghdad.
A journalist embedded with the unit took these images just minutes ago.
The soldiers were attempting to flush insurgents from their stronghold
when they encountered unexpected resistance.
We're told that the unit is cut off, pinned down, and in fierce fighting.
We need air support now. Get them in here.
Oh, my God. Frank.
(GUNFIRE)
Frank.
JENNIFER: And don't forget, gals, this Saturday
is the first annual FRG Aerobathon.
We're raising money by burning calories.
Sponsor cards can be picked up at the Fitness Center.
It's all about the good cause,
so dig out those legwarmers, ladies, and let's get physical.
Back in a minute.
ANNO UNCER: You've been listening to Army radio.
- Denise. What a surprise. - Do you know anything about Frank?
Well, I would have thought for sure you'd go to Claudia Joy.
You're the new head of the FRG. I want information.
Sure.
Don't take this the wrong way,
but, first, I need to know your marital status.
I'm only authorized to give official information to spouses,
and from what I've heard...
Yeah, we're separated, but Frank is still my husband.
You've never been through this before, have you?
Otherwise, you couldn't be so cruel.
You're an Army wife, Jennifer.
This could just as easily be your husband out there.
I just hope, for your sake, that it never is.
Wait.
All I know for sure is that Major Sherwood led the mission
and the unit is pinned down.
Is there a rescue plan? Are they sending help?
I heard about a sandstorm grounding helicopters,
but I'm not supposed to know that, so please don't tell anyone I told you.
Just promise me that you'll call me if you hear anything.
Of course.
I'm sorry, Denise. Really.
HEATHER: Hey, wait up.
Me and Kyle are going to that new Jack Black movie on Friday.
- You and Logan want to come? - I can't. Sorry, I don't have a car.
That's okay. We'll pick you up.
I can't, Heather. I'm grounded.
Bummer. Well, why don't we hang at your place?
- No. - Why not?
I broke up with Logan, okay?
- Oh, my God. Why? What happened? - I dumped him.
He's a loser and who wants to be with a soldier, anyway?
- I got to go. - Emmalin.
(SNIFFLING)
(SOBBING)
CLAUDIA JOY: Is this really the best we can do?
In this neighborhood, yes.
Hmm.
I never imagined it would cost so much to rent a house.
Of course, I haven't had to pay rent since college.
Any chance we can up your price range?
Possibly, but our housing allowance
is going for my husband's quarters in Brussels,
so this place will be all on us.
I'd really like to stick to our budget.
Well, perhaps you might consider a condo.
A condo? Interesting.
Is there a problem?
Look, I really need that money or I'm going to lose my bar.
Mrs. LeBlanc, I appreciate your situation.
Why do I feel like that's code for "No way, Jose"?
I'm looking at your credit history. Maxed out credit cards, late payments...
That was before. I am real responsible now.
There's also the matter of income. More specifically, lack of income.
How can you expect to make payments?
- Certainly your husband's salary isn't... - My husband is a war hero.
He almost died serving this country,
so you better watch what you say next, mister.
Mrs. LeBlanc, in this economic climate,
people with excellent credit aren't getting loans.
I'm sorry.
(EX CLAIMS)
Give me that!
Stop him! Stop him! He's got my purse! That man, he's got my purse!
MAN: You all right over there?
Sugar, I think you got him.
Big dummy.
Everybody knows where a lady keeps the real cash.
(LAUGHING)
I think my wallet's a little thinner than yours.
- Viola Crawford. - Roxy LeBlanc.
Thanks for getting this back for me.
It's the only purse that matches these shoes.
Well, thanks for giving me an excuse to beat the crap out of someone legally.
(GRUNTS)
You look like you could use a drink.
Yeah. I know just where to get one.
- Come on. - All right.
Yeah. This condo, it's perfect.
- Sorry, we're not going to get it. - Why not?
The owner called while you were looking around
and evidently she's got another couple that's interested
and willing to sign a three-year lease.
I can't do that. I don't know where I'm going to be in three years.
Exactly.
Okay. Well, then, let's just keep looking.
VIOLA: Didn't this place use to be the Hump Bar?
You know what? I'm not going to answer that question anymore.
It always costs me money.
Mmm-mmm-mmm.
- What a shame. - What?
This place. Don't you hate what they did to it?
It used to have character.
Now it looks like every other damn place.
I got your message, Mrs. LeBlanc.
You win, Opie.
It is all yours.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. No. That's not how this works.
The government doesn't want to own your business.
We own too many already.
You own this place?
Mmm-hmm.
I bet the food is great.
- Let me look at the menu. - Okay.
- Mrs. LeBlanc. - Roxy.
Every time someone calls me Mrs. LeBlanc,
it's followed by something bad.
Fine. Roxy, look, we're willing to play ball here.
We can work out some sort of payment plan.
You put down, say, 40% now and you can pay the rest off over time.
Forty percent? What is that, like...
- $ 10,540.84. - $ 10,000?
I mean, I may as well flap my arms and fly to the moon.
Girl, what's with all the goat cheese?
I need to stop the transfer of Army medical records
for myself and my daughter Emmalin.
They're already in Brussels?
No, no, no. I know. I know I requested that.
I just need them back.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Okay. No, I understand.
Yes, I understand. I'll come in tomorrow.
Thank you.
- Denise. - Do you know if Frank's okay?
- Okay? What do you... - He led some kind of mission.
It all went to hell and I don't know if he's alive or dead.
I had no idea. I hadn't heard.
Come in.
No. No, I'm not staying.
I know that you still have connections through Michael,
and regardless of what you might think, I still care about Frank.
Of course. Denise, I'm...
Don't. Just don't.
All right, if you hear anything, please let me know.
I'm sorry about the refreshments.
By now, I'm sure my kitchen supplies are halfway to Brussels.
Please, this is what you'd get at my house and I would be proud.
You've all heard about Frank and his unit being in trouble.
- Yeah. - It's awful.
- Yeah, but is he all right? - I don't know.
I'm a little out of the loop right now. All I know is Denise is worried sick.
Maybe she should have thought of that
before she started sleeping around on him.
Wow. That's a little harsh, isn't it?
Maybe, but you've been cheated on enough in your life,
you start to get a little sensitive about it.
I'm just saying let's not be so quick to judge.
After all, weren't we the ones encouraging Denise to open up,
explore new things?
Riding a motorcycle is one thing, Roland,
filling up at some other guy's pump is another.
I'm no saint, but you can't let things get that far.
Especially in the Army. He's out there risking his life.
Okay, okay, stop. Please, let's just stop.
I know feelings are raw here.
I don't like what Denise did any more than you do.
But does that erase everything we've been through together?
Look at us. We're not just friends, we're family.
I love Denise. I still love Denise, and I know you all do, too.
Why else would you be so angry with her right now?
One of us should go over there, break the ice, see how she's doing.
I'll go.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- CLAUDIA JOY: Thanks, Roland. - And you'll let us know?
- ROLAND: Yeah. - And, Roland,
you're still going to come to my class tonight, right?
It's my first one and Roxy's bailing on me,
so I really need you.
Yeah, I'll be there.
- Thanks, Roland. - ROLAND: Sure.
The President has declared various regions of California
disaster areas due to fire destruction.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
The fire, which is still raging, has consumed hundreds of homes
and has left thousands of people...
(TURNS OFF TV)
Can I come in?
Everyone wants you to know that we're very concerned
about you, about Frank.
Really?
- They all wanted to come. - Right.
Yeah, I ran into Pamela and Roxy this morning at the commissary.
They couldn't even look me in the eye.
Claudia Joy slammed the door on me last night.
But, hey, at least she's insulting me to my face.
Everyone else just points and whispers.
Nobody knows how to behave with you right now, Denise.
What to do, what to say.
- At times of personal... - Don't throw platitudes at me, Roland.
It's really annoying right now.
I'm just trying to help.
You want to help? Well, that's great.
Then find a way to completely erase the last year of my life.
Find a way where I don't throw away my career,
or disappoint my friends, or destroy my marriage.
Denise, I know it looks dark,
but people recover from these situations.
Marriages recover.
Mine did.
Roland, exactly two people found out about your affair.
Me and Joan.
My indiscretion is all over the post.
There's no way to undo it, there's no way to contain it.
I have dishonored my husband.
And now he might be dead,
and I might have to live with that for the rest of my life.
God, Roland, what have I done?
TREVOR: We're not selling the car.
I looked at the blue book. We could get $2,000 for it.
That's great. And then what?
You're going to take the kids to school on a bicycle?
Just go to the bank and apply for a loan.
Well, I did that and they turned me down.
Look, I swear, Trevor, I have tried everything.
I bought lottery tickets, I went to ACS, I...
You... Whoa. Whoa. You went to ACS?
That's for hardship cases only, Rox.
Now they're going to think I can't take care of my family.
Well, I'm sorry, but I didn't know what else to do.
Can you ask for a raise or something?
No, Roxy, you can't ask the Army for a raise.
What... I mean...
Look, I know how much Betty's means to you,
but maybe it's time to start concentrating on other things.
Like what, for instance?
Forget it.
No, come on. Let's hear it.
What other thing should I be concentrating on?
- Making babies? - And what's wrong with that?
That's what normal wives do. They have babies.
Yeah, normal wives don't have their husbands yanked away
at a moment's notice, do they?
- Roxy. - No, I am telling you,
I am not going to be pregnant or giving birth
while you're off fighting, you hear me?
I'm out of here.
Wait, no. We are not finished.
What difference does it make?
We'll talk, and you'll do what you just want to do anyway,
same as always.
You want to slam doors?
There. That's how you slam a door.
WO MAN ON TV: I'm tired of you parading me around
in front of your clients.
- MAN: Ellen, get in the car. - To hell with the party. I'm not going.
Seriously?
You guys just got married six months ago.
I'm talking to the TV.
It can't be good.
I need some air.
Okay.
(BAWLING)
These are on special. Do you have a coupon?
No, but that's okay. That's okay.
Hey. Here you go. I have an extra.
Thank you, but I'm good. Really.
But you save 75c, each.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
You know, you really should get you one of these.
They're great. You just clip your coupon,
you file it right away, it's there whenever you need it.
Just five bucks at the PX.
- That's fantastic. Well. - Yeah.
(CONTINUES BAWLING)
- Could you hurry, please? - CASHIER: Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Don't get me wrong, I am proud to be an Army wife.
I am serving my country, and it's an honor.
And it's also a huge pain in the ass.
(ALL LAUGH)
I mean, let's face it, the Army comes first. Always.
So it's important to understand it.
(SARA CRYING)
You've got to be able to walk the walk,
talk the talk, and learn how to get help when you need it.
And that's why we're all here today.
So let's start by talking a little culture shock.
Okay, what surprised you guys most about Army life?
- The pay. - PAMELA: Yeah. Amen to that one.
The biggest surprise for me was seeing my husband after basic.
He was so ugly.
(ALL LAUGH)
His head was shaved, he had lost 20 pounds,
and he was wearing these big, plastic, brown glasses.
We call those birth control glasses
because nobody is getting laid wearing those things.
Roland, what about you?
I'm sorry, what?
What surprised you most about Army life?
Nothing. It's fine.
(CONTINUES CRYING)
Maybe you should try burping her.
No, it's not gas.
She's been like this all day. I think she's starting to teethe.
Is she on formula or breast milk?
Okay, clearly I'm distracting everybody. I'm just going to go.
You ladies have fun. Excuse me.
Sorry about that.
Okay, well,
later on in the class, we'll be discussing stress-management.
Look, my husband's in Brussels.
If I don't have DSL, I can't see him on my computer.
No, I know. I know it was scheduled to be shut off today, but...
No, no. Why would I sign a year contract
if I only need one more week?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(SIGHS)
Yeah. Okay, okay. I'll come in and fill out the paperwork.
Yes. Thank you.
Jennifer.
Did you hear something about Major Sherwood?
No. Why would I come here to discuss Major Sherwood?
He's a friend. I just thought...
Never mind. Why are you here?
To measure the windows. You mind?
Wait, what?
You haven't heard. Since General Rutledge is single,
he doesn't want this big house all to himself.
So instead, he reassigned it to Evan and me.
- Really? - I adore this house.
I know it's going to be a lot of work updating it,
- but I do love a challenge. - Of course you do.
(TRUCK APPROACHING)
You've brought your furniture?
Jennifer, we have this house for another 10 days.
Not my stuff, honey.
- Lower it even with the steps, all right? - MAN: You got it.
Wait. There's been a mistake.
- General Holden, right? - Yes.
"Stop order. Bring everything back to the house."
I know. I know.
The Army said it would take at least a week to get everything back.
Well, I guess you got lucky. Bring those dollies down, guys.
You don't understand. I don't want it here.
- You don't? - No.
Could you maybe store it somewhere for a week?
Well, this is awkward, isn't it?
Look, lady, I don't know who screwed up,
but either this goes to Brussels as planned
or we just dump everything here.
(SIGHS)
Careful not to scratch the floors. See you later, Claudia Joy.
One second on that.
I'll see you later, okay?
- How was your day? - Fine.
Yeah. Mine, too.
Why did you leave like that? I mean, what the hell, Roland?
I'm sorry. I just felt... I didn't belong in there.
Why? Because you're a man?
Let's just leave it, okay? I'm tired, I'm pissed off.
Yeah, well, I get pissed off, too, but I don't walk out on my friends.
Look at this.
That's a guy I tutored in college
who's about to get an appointment at Johns Hopkins.
That could have been me, Pamela. It should have been me.
I wasn't some lovesick little girl
who got swept off her feet by a guy in uniform.
I wasn't working the drive-thru at the burger joint
with nothing better to do.
I was a psychiatrist. I wrote books, damn it. I had a career.
Lovesick little girl?
- Is that how you see us? - No.
- Wait, that's not what I meant. Pamela. - Son of a bitch.
You know, I had a career, too.
And I can promise you that I miss being a cop
just as much as you miss being a full-time shrink.
We all gave up a lot when we chose this life.
At the end of the day, though, we did choose it.
So excuse me if I don't hang out for your pity party.
Wait, Pamela, stop. Stop.
I'm sorry.
Really, I am. I'm just going through some things.
That class was the last place on earth I wanted to be today,
and I shouldn't have gone, but I went because I didn't want to let you down.
That's how important your friendship is to me.
So please, please forgive me.
Well, I'm guessing you must be having one hell of a bad day, huh?
You're guessing right.
But I did save 75c on diapers at the commissary, so...
(LAUGHING)
Well, I think that calls for a beer, don't you think?
Come on.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- Viola. - Grab your hat, sugar.
- I'm taking you out. - What?
- Grab your stuff and let's go. - I can't leave.
It's very nice of you,
but my husband's working late and I got the kids...
And that's why I brought a babysitter.
My niece, Danielle Crawford.
Hi.
My CPR certification, letters of recommendation,
and my cell phone number.
And I have my own car, in case there's an emergency.
Well, shut my mouth,
you really thought of everything, didn't you?
Well, you did me a favor and now I'm going to do you one.
(BLUES MUSIC PLAYING)
I love this place.
My cousin's establishment.
And the shrimps are courtesy of my brother,
so you can bet these babies were swimming in the Winyah Bay
just this morning.
(SIGHS)
Thank you, Viola. I really needed this.
- Yeah. - You know, recently, running that bar
has felt like one long prizefight after another.
I just feel like I'm being roped into a corner,
and if I don't figure something out soon,
I'm going to be hocking my cappuccino machine
just to stand on my feet.
Lord, we can't have that now, can we?
(LAUGHS)
You really hate my place.
Oh, hon, hate is a strong word, but so accurate.
(LAUGHS)
Well, fine. Make fun all you want. That Hump Bar saved my life.
Oh, yeah? How's that?
My first weeks at Fort Marshall, total disaster.
I mean, I was screwing up left and right.
And then I found the Hump Bar and suddenly I felt, "I can be me again."
Hmm.
So why'd you change it?
I wanted to make it better. More respectable.
More respectable? Than what? Than you?
Hmm.
Honey, ain't nothing wrong with Roxy LeBlanc.
Besides, what's so great about being respectable?
Hey, Opie, it's Roxy LeBlanc.
Yeah, can you meet me at Betty's tonight?
I've got an idea.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
CLAUDIA JOY: Emmalin.
Emmalin. Dinner.
- Emmalin? - Where are you?
CLAUDIA JOY: In the living room.
- What are you doing in here? - There was no room anywhere else.
There's no room here either.
This is the best we've got. Come, sit.
I've got homework.
(SIGHS)
ROXY: So, here's the deal.
Uncle Sam doesn't want to own my bar, and I can't pay 40% down.
So I was thinking,
maybe, this number
could make us both happy.
(SIGHS)
I was thinking something a little closer to this.
How about we split the difference?
Promise not to call me Opie anymore?
(LAUGHS)
You got a deal.
If you don't mind me asking, where are you going to get the money?
You come by in a few days and you'll see.
Hey. The kids asleep?
Yep. Where'd you find the babysitter?
Long story.
Well, they loved her.
I'm sorry about before.
Look, I know the bar has been a ginormous pain in the butt
and you're probably right, the sensible thing is just to sell it.
But I think we both know
I'm not the most sensible girl on the planet.
Why else would I agree to marry you after knowing you four days?
Okay.
The thing is,
something pretty amazing happened tonight
and, well, I have a plan on how I can save the bar.
- (SIGHS) Rox. - Please, Trevor.
I need you to trust me on this.
I've got one last ace up my sleeve
and if it doesn't work, I will quit. I promise.
Please let me play this one out.
Please.
Pretty please?
Pretty please with sugar on top?
And honey?
You're not going to be knocking over any liquor stores, are you?
No.
- Pole dancing? - Only for you, babe.
Is this going to cost me money?
You know what? Don't need to know. Don't want to know. Don't need to know.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
- Michael? - MICHAEL: Relax, Claudia Joy, I'm fine.
What's wrong? You never call this late.
It's about Frank.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(THE DUMBIN G DOWN OF LO VE PLAYING)
Well-painted passion
You rightly suspect
He's okay.
(EXHALES)
Thank God.
Michael said Frank's unit will be back at Camp Mercy within the hour.
Great.
I've got to... I've got to get back to Emmalin.
Okay. Claudia Joy, thank you.
Sure.
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
What will happen
Lover alone without love
(SOBBING)
Will you miss him?
Lover alone without
Without love