Barry

- (buzzer) - (door slams open)

Huh? (grunts)

- (Fuches yelling) - (kicks, baton landing)

How did you smuggle the assassins in?

- (Fuches panting) - You were telling anyone that would listen

- that something was going down in special housing! - (Fuches whimpering)

Where's Berkman going?!

I don't know-- Ah!

- (yelling) - Come on!

Talk, you son of a bitch! Talk!

Alright. You got groceries in the fridge.

There's a half a cord of firewood. I've got...

zero bars! This is perfect. Fantastic.

There's no way you could talk to the press up here.

This is ridiculous.

We all agree it's the best thing for you until the trial begins.

You know I can't spend one night up here by myself.

Well, you'll just have to make do.

Alright, I made a mistake,

but can't we focus on all the stuff

I did to protect you?

I guess I'm just disappointed.

Can you stay with me?

- No. - Can I order Coral Tree Café up here?

Ah! Jesus fucking Christ! What is wrong with you guys?

Everybody get to their posts and stay calm, okay?

- Let's keep our heads! - Cousineau's not here.

- (distant dog barking) - (car doors slam)

- (sighs) Jim, I got this. - (police radio chatter)

Where's Berkman?

H-He can't get far.

So you don't have any leads?

We figure he's out for a little payback before we catch him.

I'm putting units here in case he comes looking for Cousineau.

Cousineau's in Big Bear.

I put him there.

Well, that's nice of you.

I'll send a unit to watch over him.

Berkman also has a score to settle with NoHo Hank.

An informant told us where Hank's headquarters are, so, um,

SWAT are on their way there now.

We also have a unit tailing Sally Reed, so...

Uh, we are going to catch him, Jim.

All I ask is if you find Berkman before we do,

please don't kill him.

I can't promise that.

- You put extra security out front? - Yes, Hank.

Okay. Add to it.

- Do they have updates? - No. Police are still searching for him.

Okay. Well, what's being done is being done.

Let's not focus on it anymore.

Yeah, hard not to focus on someone

who knows I put a hit out on them.

This is what happens when you hire two guys with a podcast.

Come on.

Come on. We don't need these. They're right here.

Here we are.

The day has arrived.

Hank and I have dreamed of this moment for two years now.

And we are so lucky to have partners like you.

Cristobal: Now, today I was considering doing a typical site tour,

- but Hank had other plans. - Fellas...

We know you've been busting your nuts.

It's time for a little R&R, don't ya think?

Enjoy!

("Heavy Metal" by Sammy Hagar playing on speakers)

- Oh my... Yo! Yo! Let's go! - (excited chatter)

Karaoke!

Hey, it's Sally. You wanna run your monologue?

Kristen: Um, no, I-I think I'm good.

I think we should run it one more time at least.

Kristen: I really don't wanna be in my head about it.

- We've run it so many times. - Sounds like you're afraid of being shit.

- (Kristen groans) - Trust me, it's better to fail out here with me

- than on the stage. - Kristen: Okay, fine.

- (sighs) - Jesus Christ.

The more you breathe, the better it is,

so just keep breathing and try to ground it.

- Okay. - You know, just try to keep it honest.

I-I'm gonna ask the director a question,

so I'm guessing you can just hang out over there.

- Holy shit. - (doors shut)

- Man 1: You alright? - Man 2: Yeah. No, I'll be right back.

I just gotta throw this away.

Oh, my God, that's Sian Heder.

Hi. Hi, are you Sian Heder?

Hi.

Uh, I'm Kristen's acting coach.

Oh, great. Great.

I'm glad you're here.

"CODA" is a masterpiece.

- Thanks. - Sally: It's incredible. I mean,

- I could cry just thinking about it. - Sian: Yeah,

I'm clearly switching gears with this one. On, um...

on "CODA," I worked with committed actors

to tell a deeply personal story, and now...

Now, I'm working with models in Halloween costumes,

fighting over a blue, glowy thing.

- Infinity orb. - Infinity orb. Yep. (laughs)

Well, that's... exciting.

Yeah. I, uh, I think it's gonna be a good movie, I think.

I think when people see "Mega Girls,"

they're gonna think,

"Whoever made that made 'CODA.'"

- Yeah. - Yeah. (sighs)

Man 3: Hey, Sian, we have a situation over here.

Can we please see you?

Hi, I'm Mark Staffordshire, Kristen's agent.

- You're the acting coach? - Yep.

Oh, hey. Hey.

You're Untitled Vagina Woman.

- That's me. - Mark: Boy, that was everywhere.

That was in every inbox.

Well, glad to see you're back on your feet.

- (bell ringing) - Sian: Action.

- (deep breathing) - Actress: The citadel is breached.

If the dragolith is not defeated, all is lost.

I must go, though I shall not return.

Sister, no.

It is I who will bear this burden.

- I am a brave woman... - (Sally mouthing)

and I care nothing of death.

I will gladly throw my body into the fires of Hell,

so that future generations may...

Um, uh...

Shit.

- (sighs) I'm sorry. Can we cut? - Sian: Oh.

Oh, please don't cut. Guys. Don't-- Nobody cut.

- Okay? I'm the one who yells cut. - (whimpering)

I'm so sorry. I-I forgot the line.

- I don-- I can't-- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - (footsteps receding)

You're up, acting coach.

- Yes? - Tom (on phone): Gene, listen.

I got to the bottom of the mountain,

and my cell just leapt to life.

Can't you just say "I got service" like everybody else?

Tom: Barry Berkman escaped from prison.

It happened sometime late yesterday.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. He knows where this place is!

Tom: Look, I highly doubt that he'd be going to Big Bear.

You know, y-you're literally on the top of a mountain.

Well, you gotta come back and get me.

Tom: And bring you back to LA? No, no, no. Listen.

I just spoke with the DA, and, and he said

it was a fortunate event that you're sequestered up there.

I am a sitting-fucking-duck, Tom!

- (punches landing) - Fuches (wailing): Please! No, I can't.

- I swear to God, I don't know anything! I don't know! - Warden: Come on! Talk!

- Come on! - Fuches: I don't know! Ah!

- I don't know! (wailing) - Warden: Son of a bitch! Goddammit!

Dang. They're going in on him again?

He's not gonna give up Berkman

even after that motherfucker sold him out.

- (Fuches sobbing, wailing) - (guards muttering)

Fuches: Please! Stop!

- Damn. - (Fuches sobbing)

- Sally: Hey. - Oh, my God, oh, my God.

- (sighs) Hey, it's okay. - (crying)

It's not.

- (sighs) - Guys, wh-what happened?

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. I'm... (sniffles)

- I've never done this before-- - We need to finish this scene

and move to stage 14. We have a long day.

Sally: Hey, look at me, okay? You can do this.

Let's do a sense memory exercise, okay? Um...

Okay, your character is sacrificing herself, right?

So, just think of a time

when you recently sacrificed yourself.

Um... (panting)

My last boyfriend was 5'3.

- Shit. - That's really short!

You know what? Just look at me, and do this.

Sister, no.

It is I who will bear this burden.

I am not a foolish girl.