I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it. And I was really...I was alive
You want to talk to your neighbor now.
Don't look at me.
You need to change the tape of the camera
I did it for me… I liked it… I was good at it... and this is my story…
Mindset – The remarkable story of Jonathan Grey
It could all have been so easy.
I could've been a boy, brought to school by his dad every morning.
I could've been a boy, hanging out with his friends in the coolest places,
talking about the newest smartphones all day.
But I've never been like the others. I've always been… different.
Jonathan broke my Airplane!
I'm going to tell Mrs. Springs!
Mrs. Springs!
Now you're into trouble, freak, haha!
Zack, Kyle, Jonathan, what's the matter?
I broke it by accident.
*It's Kyle's fault*
Kyle did shove Jonathan and he fell on my airplane and broke it!
Young man! Come with me this instant?!
WHAT!?
I never made many friends with my strange ability.
Awkward things happened, everywhere, I showed up.
Horses tend to behave completely irrational, against their usual habits.
It wasn't long, the horses connected these events with me.
And I was alone. All alone.
And when I entered the Malcolm X Middle School, my nightmare just went on.
Only one horse seemed to understand me. Her name was Layla.
Oh god, sorry!
No, no, it's okay. Things happen...
It was the first time, I've had this feeling.
Layla and I spent a lot of time together from this day on.
Thanks to her, for the first time in my life, I didn't felt like the freak the other ones called me.
For the first time in my life, I was….happy.
But Happiness wasn't granted in my life. At least not for long.
So, where are we going?
I dont't think I have to justify myself in front of you, when I want to go home.
Well, well. Pretty cheeky for the guy who pulled off the Quarterback's girlfriend.
You don't own Layla.
She can go out with whoever she wants! And now let me through!
I don't think you get me right, freak!
If you don't stay away from her, you're going to get killed. Understood?
You have no clue in what kind of trouble you are, asshole!
I warned you! Any last words!?
I know for sure that your life is just as terrible as mine, Kyle.
Or is it pleasant for you that your parents send you to boarding school every holidays,
because they've got no time for you? That they don't even take you home for christmas?
Shut up!!
No matter how much you hurt me. It will not ease your pain.
Oh, really? I think this feels just great!
I will kill you now, you little dumbass. And no one will care!
No one! No one will miss you. What do you say?
*Just go die you asshole*
Kyle, what's wrong with you?
If you don't start doing something you'll never achieve anything!
I just don't love you anymore..
With this grades he won't even make it to the senior year!
What's wrong with you... whats wrong with you?
Loser! If you don't start start doing anything, you'll never achieve anything - don't love you anymore- wrong with you?
*echoing voices*
NO!
He's dead. Kyle is dead!
I knew it. Always strange things happen, when he is around. He's a monster!
I'm gonna…!
No, leave me alone!
Let him go. If he dares to show up here again, I'm going to stab him personally! He can bet on it!
Yeah! Did you hear that, freak! Get lost and don't you dare to come back again!
Hey! You're in trouble?
Come with me. Maybe I can help.
My ability is both, a blessing and a curse, which I cannot always control.
But I never ever wanted to be the reason why another horse tried to kill itself.
Rick… Hey Rick! Get up! Rick!
Yep, and you're still not my mother.
Didn't you tidy up the mess from yesterday evening?
What mess?
No idea…Can't remember. Would explain my gigantic hangover, tho...
You got to be kidding! You drunk all o fit?!
That were two bottles of Vodka and a whole six-pack of beer!
Oh.. sorry… hat a little setback last night
How can you just drink like this?
I've got year of practice. Don't you forget.
I thought you wanted to stay clean.
Hey! At least I'm not doing lines while drinking, anymore!
That's a progress! Well, maybe a little of a setback but for every step forward you're tacking a half back, or so…
Argh, come on! I was clean for two whole weeks!
That's not the point; rick! You know the rules!
Damn, I completely forgot about that!
You don't say…
We can still get new ones, can't we?
I mean with your little magic tricks it shouldn't be much of a problem, right?
Pff… Magic tricks…
You know exactly, that Dexter chases us out of the area if we don't get him, what he wants.
You know what he does to horses that refuse to obey him. Thinking of Joey….
Brrr, don't remind me of that.
Dang drug mobsters! Why don't they do their donkeywork on their own?
Don't ask thinks like that. You know just as good as me how unfair life is.
As long as there are horses, doing their dirty jobs more or less voluntary, like hell they won't change anything.
I know. Or I wouldn't be sleeping under a bridge with you.
I would have gone back to my parents, but you know…
Your father is an alcoholic and your mother is a gambling-addict.
We've had that conversation quite often, Johnny, you know?
I know, I'm sorry.
Hey, It's ok. We've got us. That's way better than living in such a square family, right?
I can always rely on you!
And I can rely on you
… well… most of the time
I hope so! Come on. I've got to right my wrong.
Actually it's me who should go in there.
With your smell of alcohol you'd get more attention than we need.
Sorry, man. I really hate using you, but…
Drop it! It's okay.
Take care!
*You don't care about me. I'm just a normal teenager*
Jonathan? Jonathan Grey?
What? Huh…
Jonathan! Is that really you?
Uhh… I… I don't kn…
*Why now? She doesn't look me in the eyes*
What happened to you? You suddenly didn't show up in school. What went wrong?
I'm fine. Super doozie.
Is it because of Kyle's death?
No! No. I just couldn't wrap my head around it.
School? Or what?
Yeah, yeah, right. School…
*Look me in the eyes! Bloody hell, I beg you!*
You had the best grades, Jonathan! You were valedictorian! What happened?
You've lost it? All of it? Just because of a mare?
She knew me! What should I've possibly done?
Make her go away with your little superpower, maybe?
Anything like that!
Because now we are pretty screwed…
She didn't look me into the eyes. Like she couldn't.
When I think about it, she never looked me in the eyes before...
I don't get it. The first time Jonny meets a hot chick, he just drops everything.
Maybe I should give you some lessons in love. Bees and flowers, you know?
So you can tap her right away the next time, you fucking genius!
No, thanks. I pass...
Yeesh. Runs away from the love of his life. So typical...
Oh yeah? And you think you can do better?
Hah. You betcha!
I really don't want to interrupt your little 'bromance' but I think Jonathan forgot something.
Yeesh...
What are you doing here?
You're welcome.
It took a while to convince the salesman that you dropped the stuff by accident, because I broke up with you.
You were together? Really?
What do you want for it?
It would be enough for me if you promised me not to go shoplifting again, Jonathan.
I'd lie, promising that.
It's just like that out here. Kill or be killed.
And why don't you get a job? Why don't you come to school again?
There are things, not everyone needs to know, Layla.
So darn right!
May I talk to you? Alone?
Sure…
Did he tell you all of this?
What?
That you need to steal to survive?
Listen. It was my decision, alright?
Pff….A likely story.
Layla! Look at me!
I …don't… believe… a ...word!
Look at me, Layla!
*You must forget me*
No matter, what I do. I could never forget you, Jonathan.
I always think about our times together at school.
*Layla, you need to go now*
I don't know, how you do it.
I just don't understand, how everytime, I look into your eyes, there's thoughts rushing through my head
that I would never think of, myself. I don't understand you.
Maybe that's why I feel so... attracted by you...
No one understands me. That's why I'm living here.
*Go home, Layla*
I... I gotta go... Can we meet again?
As much as I'd like to, but…
You got a number? I'll write you then.
Do I look like I've got one?
Oh… Sorry…
I live here. You know, where to find me.
I'd love to meet you again. See ya soon!
Oh, and Layla!!!
Thanks…. Thanks for… you know what..
Until now I don't know why she fascinated me so much.
Maybe I just longed for telling her my dark secret. I wanted her to be by my side always.
I wanted her to love me the way I was, even with my strange ability.
I would have to tell her. Sooner or later.
I can't believe, she actually paid for all that stuff.
There must be something shady about that.
Never mind that.
We got what we need and thanks to her we got away from any trouble.
Yeah, but I tell ya… everyone's got his price. Just wait for it.
Oh, Rick. There's no need to be jealous of her.
Jealous! Me? Of her? Pfff, you must have lost your mind
Yeesh… It smells worse than a crematory down here.
Besides, it always gives me chills when I think where the stench comes from...
DEX? We got you the stuff... Candles, alcohol and toilet-cleaner.
We don't plan about staying long, so...
Well, well, well. Not so fast, where are we going?
You don't want to leave before we checked the goods, do you?
How rude of you!
Looks like there's everything we need.
But I've expected you in the morning.
What did take you so long?
Make them kneel!
Speak or tonight you two will be the toys of some lonely stallions that are very bored.
And you wouldn't want that, would you, Jonathan?
Or do you plan to put on your dogface again?
Well, that doesn't work for me!
It's not his fault! I had a setback.
We just got some new stuff in a supermarket. That's why we're late. Sorry...
Did somebody notice?
Let them go. At least they got us everything we needed.
You didn't need to do that. Standing straight for me. You know?
Drop it. I owed you that.
But he could've killed ya. He does that sometimes. Just like that.
Ahh c'mon, shut up! Nothing happened.
Thanks
Sure, man. We're buddies, remember?
I'm glad, you found me, Rick.
Some things seem to be supposed to happen. Maybe it was destiny…
Well then, I'm glad, destiny once had something good for me to spare.
In the following weeks, Layla visited us.
Every time I saw her dazzling smile, I felt my heart slipping away.
She reminded me of long gone days.
Of beautiful days.
Of careless days.
The rare moments in which I've been really happy.
More and more I felt how these feelings were taking over me.
At first we met once or twice a week, then three times, then four times
and in the end Rick and I ventured nothing without her anymore.
My old friend seemed to wish for nothing more than turning back the time, so I never met her.
But I finally felt… whole….
After so many years.
What are you lot waiting for! Get rid of that trash!
Down here it looks worse like in Digger's car!
Shut up and hurry! Thomas doesn't like waiting!
Hey Jonathan! I've paid for the stuff, good luck with it.
Use this chance to become a better horse. Love, Layla.
PS: I hope we meet again, soon.
What now, Boss?
Guess what? Let's find them and show them what it means to mess around with Dexter Melarc!
He lied to me… This little piece of shit lied to me!
That little, crafty…. Oh, just you wait, Jonathan Grey. You will pay for that!
I love this sky. I think there will be lots of stars tonight.
It may not be the most beautiful place in the world,
but if everything gets to you and you just wanna escape for a while…
Oh, you won't believe how I've always dreamt of such a place!
Well then, there's no need to keep on searching now.
May I tell you a secret?
Oh, I'm curious!
I always imagined a place like this. And whenever something upset me, I've dreamt away to that place.
A place in your head?
What's the matter? Everyone has that special place in his fantasy, right?
You're not going to tell me, you don't like dreaming yourself away, do you?
Hey!
I think no place in this world could be more beautiful than being here with you.
Johnny? What's the matter? What's wrong?
It's…It's just… well… I
No matter, what it is. It can't be so crazy to surprise me in any way. I mean…
I'm standing on a beautiful hill, watching the sunset, with an ex-classmate, who now lives on the streets.
Apart from that you now owe me a secret, too.
I was born with the ability to manipulate the minds of horses.
It's my fault, Kyle killed himself and I am scared, I could hurt anyone again.
That's why I'm living here.
Ah…uh… o - kay?
Layla, wait! I didn't make that up!
How incredibly interesting…
Let me show it to you! Who would you never go on a date with?
Uhhh…. Jonathan… what's wrong with you?
Layla! Please, do me that favour, okay?
Uhhh…. well… err…..Rick!
Not that I had anything against him, no! He's cool! Really!
Nononono! Don't get me wrong! He's just not my type.
And he's a bit smelly… and he maybe should brush his teeth more often, but apart from that…
Well, you might be right about that.
But if you're in trouble you can always count on him.
Oh yeah. I believe that! Actually…
*You think Rick is actually pretty cute*
…he is really nice and maybe I'm doing him wrong and should…
NO! That's not my thought! That's not mine! I'd never... Jonathan! Jonathan, stop it!
I'm sorry, I just wanted to prove, I'm not making things up, and…
Was that it what I always felt, when I was with you?
I'm afraid, yes.
I am so sorry. I didn't mean to manipulate you, really.
But you did it anyways. And why didn't it work, then?
It only works if the thought I'm giving, isn't too absurd.
As you maybe have noticed…
That's so awesome! Were you bit by a radioactive spider or something like that?
? That's how you get superpowers, isn't it!
At least in all the Marvel comics say so…
No. I was born with it. Neither it's a superpower or magic
It's more like… a sixth sense.
It's deep down somewhere in any horse but only a few are able, to make use of it.
And if they do, it's very weak in the most cases.
But it's different for me. It's getting stronger.
Well, that's creepy…
I know, but Layla! Layla, listen to me!
I wanted you to know, because… because I…
Crap! JONATHAN!
Come on, Rick! What are you waiting for? Save them!
No… No, I can't. They have me outnumbered.
If they get me too, we are all screwed. Like – Game over.
I need to get help, I'm afraid.
I don't know, Dex. Shouldn't we have caught that Rick, too?
Rick is an idiot. We can take care of him, later.
You sure, he won't get the cops?
Shut it! It's more important, we got Jonathan.
We take care of everything else, later.
What do you want from me?
Actually I wanted to slice up your throat because you lied to me, you little brat!
But now I noticed, you may be very useful to me.
How could I be useful to you?
Don't take me for a fool!
I've heard you saying it yourself!
You've got a very special power.
Which I am absolutely not going to use to ease your cheesy businesses, you bastard!
I was not expecting you to help me voluntarily, kid.
Slice up her shoulder!
NO!
No, please don't hurt her.
Just listen to that little wimp. How pathetic.
No!
*You're not expecting me to fight back*
Follow me! Hurry!
Wait. It's just beginning to get really interesting.
There's only one way out but a thousand ways to go there.
Save your strength.
Which way now?
Left! No, right. No, left! I… I don't know!
Light! There's light!
We've made it, Layla! We've really made it!
Welcome back…
How dare you, showing up here again, you brat!
! I thought we've finished that subject!
I won't give you money for drugs anymore!
Uncle Joe! I swear, this time I'm not here because of that!
Whatever it is, I am wasting my time on you. Piss off!
Uncle Joe! Wait!
It's my friend, Jonathan! He got kidnapped!
Friend? So you are gay now?
Joseph Lester Jefferson! Listen to me, please!
onathan was kidnapped by Dexter Melarc, right hoof of Thomas Sullivan,
the biggest drug dealer in the city! You don't wanna let him slip through your hooves, do you?
Why should I trust you, you little monster?
After all what you and your bloody ego have done to your mother after your father's death.
You've destroyed her!
After your father died your mother lost everything. She'd be living on the street if it wasn't for me.
It's about my friend, alright? I'd catch a grenade for him to be safe!
And now get off your bureaucratist-ass and DO SOMETHING!
You know, where to go?
I think so.
Then go there and make sure, the tracker always stays in your pocket. Understood?
Without it we can't track you anymore.
Yeah, sure.
Remember. They should in no case find out that the police is following you, okay?
Listen. You may not believe me but I am not crackbrained – yet…
It's for your own safety, Rick Jefferson!
Hold your horses.
Your failed escape must have been really exhausting.
Take a break.
Go to hell, Dexter!
Dexter would you be so kind to leave me alone with that little guy?
Sure, Mr. Sullivan
Yeesh, no need to be afraid, kid.
What do you want from me?
Shall I use my power to do some of your dirty jobs?
Or worse – kill someone for ya?
Ha! Easy, kid.
Why you gotta think of the worst thing on the first hand?
Why don't you just listen to me?
What do you want?
I just wanna make a little deal. Just between old acquaintances, you know?
You know NOTHING about me!
Let's say:
I have been observing you longer than you might expect and for thus I am pretty well aware of your little secret.
But because I've already experienced that the manipulation of mind-frequencies only works
if you look in somebody's eyes, I've–excuse me, please–
prevented this little problem with this pair of safety glasses. We don't want you to get any ideas, do we?
But…where…?!
And you know what's best? It only works for you!
These glasses don't stop me in any way.
Actually I was planning on paying you a visit myself, soon,
but it seems like that brainless Idiot Dexter beat me to the punch this time…
Pretty strange if you ask me. Usually the heads of horses are like open books for me -
I just can't figure him out.
But where there's no brain, I can't see anything.
I'm wandering off the point…
Long story short: You've impressed me, kid.
Not everyone is born with the ability to manipulate the subconscious of other horses. This is a godsend!
*What does he mean? Is he kidding me?*
Not at all!
Or do you really think these horses fear me for my extraordinary sense of humor?
Ohh, look! A lucky penny! How did it get here?
A mind-reader. I didn't know, there's more horses like me.
There seem to be many things, you don't understand.
Actually, any horse is able to think on five mind-frequencies. Let's call it 'Mindsets'.
I am able to access the upper four and you -
you seem to seize the frequency of the subconsciousness,
which I didn't manage to reach after years and years of studying and meditation.
Just imagine what power we could reach if we stuck together!
What prosperity – what wealth!
Thanks, but..no, thanks…
Wait, wait! You haven't heard the best of it!
If you decide to help me with that little bittiness I have been pondering about for years,
you'll get 15% of the prey – you and your little girly-girlfriend stay alive
PLUS you can build up your own existence. Well? Doesn't this sound brilliant?
Indeed, but…
Think about it, I'm not offering such a deal every day, you know?
Don't let it slip though your hooves!
What would I need to do?
Well, It'd just be a little break-in into the headquarters of the secret service
to copy some staff lists off a computer.
Nothing of bigger importance
If it wasn't of bigger importance, you wouldn't have come for me!
Jesus Christ…
You're clever. I like that. I could find out the password for the computer myself,
but the security guards are always making such trouble if someone wants to borrow something.
Why do you need those lists?
That's … irrelevant.
Relevant is only our deal. What do you say, kid?
I'm afraid, no. I don't want anybody to be hurt because of me.
Well then! What a shame!
If you excuse me – there's some young mare, I need to sharpen my knife on.
Bye-bye
Layla! THOMAS! WAIT!!!
NO!!!
I'm accepting your deal...
Too late! The deal's off.
Maybe I'm going to change my mind some time – if you're lucky.
Think about it!
Thomas!
LAYLA!!! LAYLA! NO!!!
LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU BASTARD!!!
LAYLA!
THOMAS!!! I'M ACCEPTING YOUR DEAL!
I'm accepting!
I'm accepting…
Accepting…
I'm accepting…
NO!
A tracking device? Gosh… how cute.
Now you're in trouble, boy. Real trouble.
Layla, how are you? Oh god what did they do to you?
I am scared, Jonathan.
I'm here, Layla. I'm here.
Let me go, you bastards!
Rick!
This little sack 'o' dick tried to lead the cops to us. He carried a tracking device!
Then destroy the device, you idiots!
We already did so, Mr. Dexter.
Very good. It seems like we now got another leverage for little Jonathan.
Sorry, guys. I messed it up.
You tried.
Yeah…Close, but no banana!
And what do we do now?
I need to help Thomas for the sake of us all...
I don't know, what they want you to do but I know one thing for sure:
You should never trust them. Like - EVER!
But if he doesn't they'll kill us!
Oh well, that's an argument. Jonathan you need to help them!
I swore to myself, at all costs, I'd never be hurting any horse again.
You remember what happened to Kyle.
I am a monster! I can't do that.
You're not a monster! What are you talking about?
I don't wanna do that, Rick. I just don't!
Jonathan…
Oh Jonathan…. Hey! Everything is going to be fine.
You can do it, I'm sure of that
Of course I can! But I don't want to hurt anyone.
You know how unpredictable it gets when I'm upset.
Well, well, well. Clever boy, did you change your mind, yet?
On one condition!
And what would that be?
If I'm going to help you, you have to leave us alone!
I can live with that! DEAL!
Well? Are you happy now?
You might say that.
I just had the urge to blow one of your friends' brain out
out to study the pattern of brain mass on the wall -
Oh well.
See ya at sunrise!
Why do you take her with you?
As insurance you're not using your power against us.
If you're only doing one false move, Dexter will cheerfully slice her throat up, right?
Her mane smells so wonderful, Jonathan.
No surprise, you're so keen on her.
Maybe I should cut a strand of her mane as a souvenir.
DEXTER!
If you believe you're not replaceable in this plan, you're pretty much mistaken!
So quit provoking him, you bloody birdbrain! We're on a mission, remember?
Y…y…yes, Thomas
Surrounded by idiots…
Thank…you?
Oh, shut up… we're almost there!
I'll keep an eye on you, kid!
We're here. Focus now!
I'll show you the way, so just trust me and this coup is going to be a piece of carrots!
Jonathan, you know what you have to do!
*The ID is real. You know our faces*
*We're staff*
Hello
Hi.
You're doing well, kid.
Thanks…
Mr. Nole. My name is Thomas Johnson. Secret Service.
I've got the mission to confiscate data from this computer.
Do you have a decree?
Yeah sure! Here…
Let's see…
That's fake.
What's the pasword for the computer?
Oh no! I'm not going to tell you.
Jonathan!
What's the pasword?
1 C 5 E D C 7 7 1
Thanks that's enough.
And that's it!
You shot him. He's dead!
Yeah, he knew too much.
Come on or I'll execute your little girlfriend right away
HELP! Thomas! Help me!
We did it!
It's funny how dumb horses are.
You may think the secret servive only employs qualificated staff, but nope! NO!
Good job, Jonathan. He did awesome, didn't he?
Layla?
He really did, sweetie. Indeed
Layla… that's not true! THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!
What a talented actress, huh? I am so proud of her!
I'm sorry, Jonathan. But this break-in was long planned and you were the key.
We wouldn't have made it without you.
Layla. Tell me it isn't true!
I love you! I love you, Layla!
Such is life, Jonathan. And my father really appreciated your help.
FATHER?!
And because you stuck to our deal so honestly, I'm going to stick to my part now, aswell!
You wanted me to leave you alone and that's what I'm going to do.
I'm leaving you alone, dying!
Get me that boozy jerk!
That wasn't our deal
I'm sorry that there were some misunderstandings.
I only stick to deals how I made them.
Crap, Jonathan. I thought they'd let us go!
They used me.
You were right. I should never have trusted them.
You know what, Layla? I actually liked you.
What a shame you're such a sneaky bitch!
I told many lies but I said the truth when I was talking about you, you disgusting, filthy bugger!
What you're going to do with the data?
I mean… It's pretty immaterial now if I knew…
The secret service's staff lists also contain data about informants that have been infiltrated into our networks,
feeding the cops with informations about our plans.
As soon as we've decoded those lists, it'd be easy for us to find those black sheep in our organization and erase them.
Eventually, I'll be taking the control over the underground, taking down the networks of the secret service.
When I'm done with that I am going to blackmail the coutry for a little amount of
– let's say 300 mill dollar -
if they want to reboot their networks again.
If they are not keen to cooperate – thanks to the donations of all of you mighty, homeless bees
I've got enough Crystal Meth, I can mix into the water recourses,
to deal a whole city with hallucinations, heart-attacks or death because of hunger or exhaustion.
Until now I've never come that far, because the plan has always been foiled by an informant.
But thanks to you, young friend, soon there'll be a cheerful massacre going to take place down here
Thank you.
*Smoochies ;P*
I can't decide, whether you should live or die …
Sorry, I just love that song!
You're insane!
I am? Whoops!
Rick!
Oh yeah, sure I am! And you know why?
Because, if you don't want life to fuck you, all you need is a heart of stone
and a portion of insanity.
If you don't have that, you'll just end up like your friend, that pitiful sewer rat!
Quit playing hero, kid!
You are a nobody! And no one's going to miss you when you're gone!
And no one will care. NO ONE
No one will ever miss you! What do you say?
Aaaah. My head!
My head. My head! Jonathan. What are you doing? Stop it! Jonathan!
You did a terrible mistake, Thomas!
Lay hooves on me – okay.
Kidnap me, use me, make your daughter play the love of my life, breaking my heart.
But never, EVER – lay hooves on my best friend. Understood?!
I can't see. I can't see! Shoot him! Layla! Shoot him!
LAYLA!!!!!
*He is the enemy. Shoot him!*
No! What are you doing! Shoot him!
*Pull the trigger!*
Layla! Shoot him!
Dexter? I don't understand! But you kidnapped me!
Shut up and take care for your friend. He's dying!
I'm a monster, Rick.
No... you're a hero!
Please. Stay with me. It hurts. It hurts so much, Jonathan
I'll stay
Thanks, Johnny.
Thanks for everything. We'll meet where ever the sun rises again
Rick! Rick! Don't fall asleep. Stay wake! You gotta stay awake! Rick!
Don't worry, he and his daughter will be put behind bars for the next few years.
He kidnapped me and made me use my abilities to steal the lists for him.
I didn't want to do this, but he left me no choice.
We believe you. You were lucky that you had one of our informants by your side.
Or else, it could have come to a bad end.
And what am I going to do now?
If everything you told us is true, you're not out of danger, lad.
As soon as the word of your power spreads, criminals of all professions will scramble to using you for their plans.
But everything I ever wanted was to live a normal life!
I can't promise you that, my friend. But I could register you for the witness-protection program.
Witness-protection program?
New identity, new town. You'd get your own house and could settle down, far away from any worries.
That sounds quite nice, but alone?
If you have someone who you can rely on completly?
And someone who would not care to disappear from the scene…
Ohhhh no… I know what you are thinking right now.
Captain? May I please talk to him for a moment?
There is some serious business I need to discuss with him.
I'll think it over, okay?
Practically, I'd rather put this cheeky rascal behind bars!
Listen, Jonathan.
We had some kind of a bad start and I wasn't always nice to you.
However, you need to know that I could not risk getting caught.
I'd say the same if I was you…
I have to admit, I was searching for a reason to kidnap you for a long time and when I finally got you,
I wanted to bring you as far away from the town as possible, to hide you from Thomas.
But somehow he got scent of my plans and seized you, before I could bring you out of town.
I only want you to know that I spent my whole life practicing for playing this role.
One mistake could have been the end of me.
So please forget everything you heard and learned about me. It was fake, all of it.
So, please let us start from the scratch.
Hello, Mr. Grey. My name is Shaun Winters.
Thank you for leading the police to us, Shaun. Without your help I might not be alive anymore.
Jonathan.
Do never forget that a life's value is only as high as its willingness to offer up itself for the world.
In case you ever need my help… I'm never far away.
Thank you.
Jonathan. Are you coming? I think I've got good news!
You really asked him.
And he enabled it for you.
You're unbelievable.
What do you mean?
Oh, you know what I mean!
My uncle would never do me two favors in one day.
And I know exactly how you managed him to do that, you old fox!
Hard times demand hard measures
Or what do you think, Stanley Morrison?
I think, Jack Miller is an extremely terrible name, but it suits ya!
You old jokester!
Are you ready?
I'm ready, if you are.
So let's start anew.
Somehow, I liked it
At first, I did it for me, because I was good at it.
But fear got in my way.
And now… I can leave it all behind…
and live.
Ohhh don't you dare turning it off! There's more to follow! Just you wait! :P
Taken down by a child! A child! Me!?
I can't believe it. I don't want to. That's impossible, yeah inacceptable, that this little brat stood up to me!
Oh no. No, no, no
Why shouldn't he?
How can it be that I had to work hard for all I've achieved
while he is just BORN TO THAT FUCKING MANNER?
I've sacrificed so much; lost so much what I've thought was safe.
You couldn't save her.
Harriet...
You didn't keep your promise.
HARRIET!
I..I'm going to get you out, baby! I promise!
She trusted you and now you've plunged your daughter in the abyss, too.
That's not true!
Harriet… Harriet and Layla!
I'm. Going to. Get. You. Harriet. I'm. Coming. For. You!
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
you make me happy, when skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, How much I love you.
Oh please don't take my sunshine away.
Sir, SIR! Please! It's 42!
What is it now, Jones? Did he blow up his cell?
No! I think he's trying to kill himself!
My god, not that…
Please, hurry!
Jesus Christ, what a lunatic…
What is he doing?
Seems like the the solitary confinement got the heck of him.
Shall I get a therapist?
It'd be the best, I guess.
No, no, no. I promised!
Where there're walls, I'll tear them down, where there're horses, I'll shoot…
No, no, no…
No way out, no horse out, no thought out, no thought…
It's painful if the beloved ones are so near and far the same time, right?
If you're only thinking of her and she just can't return your love.
Higgins
My name is Dr. Clyve Higgins.
You may have heard my name related to pioneering treatment- methods in the neuromedicine.
Anyways.
You seem to miss your wife.
I may help you, seeing her again
if you repay me a little favor for a problem, I can't solve alone. Get it?
What are you planning to do?
Help me and I get you, your wife and your daughter out here.
You can trust me.
The End
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