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I-Is it really a good thing that I'm okay?

It is.

Don't let it get to you.

I did tell you before you could keep trying to kill me.

If you think you betrayed me for what you did, let me tell you this—

I'm afraid none of us are close enough to talk about trust just yet.

Heh, not even me?

Not even you.

Oh, come on, that's cold.

Wouldn't you say it's more problematic to completely trust a person after just a few months?

Of course, I am a little disappointed, but that's all.

Nonetheless, I'm curious. I can tell you weren't acting when we were working together. You can't fake those emotions.

Why did you do this, Robin?

My father. He made lots of money, and he was nice to me. I'm proud of him.

But one day, his company went bankrupt.

And he's been a failure ever since.

So he changed. He started drinking a lot, and he got angry. He hated everything around him.

My mother left him. He was heavily in debt, and in the end, went into the hospital with liver problems, and so many other complications I don't even get the details of.

My mother tried to talk me into moving in with her.

But I never forgot how well my father used to treat me.

I wanted to do something for him. So I gave up my hobbies. I tried taking on all kinds of jobs, but the medical bills kept coming.

Then, one day, someone came to me. He said he could give me lots of money. I just had to kill someone for him.

And I'm the target.

I see. I can't offer you anything, and that's why you made this choice.

No, he's been watching you here, dressed as a jailer. His name is Jesselton.

After you made me the offer, he found me and told me—

The very last thing that the Simons did was destroy my father's company.

My goodness.

In that case, not only should I not hold this against you, I must apologize.

No, don't apologize. That isn't what I'm trying to say.

It's not like that, Anthony.

I knew I was doin' wrong. I knew I shouldn't do it.

But I gave up.

I didn't know what I was supposed to do, otherwise. I just didn't know.

I'm tired. My mother wanted me to make a choice, my father wanted me to make a choice, life wanted me to make a choice, Jesselton wanted me to make a choice, and even you wanted me to make a choice.

I don't wanna make any choices. I don't wanna judge what's right or what's wrong, good or bad. I just don't want to.

I'm sick of it! Why do I have to choose?!

But, you know, Robin, you can't just hand off your decisions.

You have to think everything through and make your own choices. Then, you need to take responsibility for each of those choices.

Otherwise, you'll never be able to take your fate into your own hands.

This is the most important thing I've learned during my years here in prison.

Strength is important, and so is intelligence, but the most important trait of all is courage. The courage to make your own decisions and pay the price for them.

I'm afraid of making wrong decisions myself, but I can't let that get in the way of making decisions at all.

I used to think I had no one to rely on because I hadn't found anyone reliable, but I've come to realize there is no one we can truly rely on anywhere in this world.

No one but ourselves.

I'm sorry I didn't notice your pain in time, Robin.

I must reiterate. What you've done almost ruined my escape plan. That's why I won't forgive you so easily.

Nonetheless, as someone who has suffered a similar situation, I hope you can forget about all this for the time being.

You must scrutinize yourself and think about what it is that you want to do.

What it is... that I want to do...

Domma's room is right up ahead. You have all the time you need to think.

I understand if you don't completely trust me, but I told Jesselton everything about your plan. He's definitely waiting for you somewhere up ahead.

I know.

Oh, you don't hafta worry about finding me. I've been waiting for you right here.

It's coming from Domma's room!

You don't mean...?!

Mighty big ruckus you've caused, Mr. Anthony.

Had I not known all about your plan in advance, I'm afraid not even I could've stopped you.

You're Jesselton?

That's right. I'm Jesselton.

I'm sure you've noticed we've passed by each other in the prison a couple times, but allow me to introduce myself again.

My name is Jesselton Williams, the very last obstacle to your prison break charade.

Where's Domma?

Right here.

Anthony, I'm sorry.

I was waitin' here for you. I didn't expect this guy to barge into the clinic with the prisoners...

Domma...

This is such a gloomy place. It would be unbecoming of me to let a beautiful lady wait here all by herself.

That's why I figured I'd offer her my protection.

Mr. Jesselton...

Oh, Ms. Robin, it looks like I was expecting a little too much from you. What a disappointment.

Or perhaps you never tried to kill him in the first place?

I...

She failed, and your lackeys couldn't hurt me.

Yet you spared her life. I must say, you are a fine gentleman, Mr. Anthony.

Save it.

Very well. Let us get straight to the point.

Mr. Anthony, if you don't want this young lady to die, please step over here.

Ms. Kafka, I would appreciate it if you would stay right there.

I can tell you're the opportunistic kind. Please try not to do anything that would put Ms. Domma in harm's way.

Hmph.

Yes, just stand right there.

All of you, surround him.

Anthony, don't listen to him!

It's okay, Domma. We are going to save you.

I have to hand it to you, Mr. Anthony. It's admirable that you are able to stay calm even in such a precarious situation.

I'm sure you know what it is that I want, and you also know that I won't spare you out of compassion.

Here's my suggestion. Abandon the lady, abandon your affectations, and come fight me.

You're wasting your breath.

I wonder how long you can keep this up.

And you, Ms. Robin.

Eh?

I would like you to kill Mr. Anthony. After all, you still have a job to do.

It doesn't matter what kind of agreement you've made with Mr. Anthony or if you've had a change of heart, for whatever reason.

If you want the money, and if you want to save your father, then this is your last, best hope.

I...

Why the hesitation? Did Anthony promise you a blank check? Or have you grown soft on him after all this time?

Last chance, Ms. Robin.

I... I...

Think of your father. Think of how your life is in tatters. Think of your future, your wish.