Boris and the Bomb

- Everyone seems to be in hurry for world to end.

Have you noticed?

Let me tell you a story.

Is good one, I promise.

Once upon a time, there was a good man

with a bad bomb.

Story of burden and sacrifice,

of love gone terribly wrong

and wonderfully right,

a quest for nobility,

a story of second chances,

enormous mistakes.

Is complicated story, but is mine and yours.

And there you are.

And here I am.

And now we begin.

Okay.

Here we are, my bombastic friend,

together again,

like two atoms fused.

I keep hoping I can get rid of you or ignore you.

But here we are, once again, on the run (groans).

Boris has plan, this time.

Oh, you don't believe me?

Ha, you never believe me.

It's true, I have plan.

It's good plan.

Plan that may end things without you ending things

for us all (laughs).

Trouble, trouble.

You just beeped.

You just beeped.

That is not so good.

No, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Ah!

Come on.

No.

Okay, stop it, stop.

No, no, no, no, stop, stop, stop it.

Boris Ivanov.

Nyet.

Boris Eliot Ivanov!

Nyet.

Come on!

You're not listening to me.

You never listen to me.

Nyet, nyet.

- Now, now I must walk faster towards solution.

I had plan, but plan will require car.

Now very fast car!

Now I, ah, this is not good.

This is so not good!

This not good.

This is so not good.

Dude!

Only two?

I am offended.

Still, only four.

Is that it?

Get it!

I just got hit with a shovel.

You get it.

(sighs) Boris Ivanov.

Hello, Rafael.

You escaped.

You made it possible.

Boris' escape brought to you by Rafael.

(chuckles) Is that it?

Led us right to it.

Thank you.

That's, seriously, Boris, thank you very much.

Right, Dwight?

Super.

It's for you.

He's here with us.

Take a look for yourself.

Open the bag.

Why don't you open the bag?

Oh, that's right, you cannot.

You are not here.

Open the bag.

You are like selfie stick for Wallace.

Just show him what's in the bag.

- Is it heavy holding a video of man with such big ego?

You think just because you're going

to beat up Rafael's men and make them feel weak and pitiful,

and then beatin' them within a microsecond of their lives,

that I won't get what I want.

You might beat these men,

but you'll never beat The Group.

Did he just say we were gonna lose?

Hey, you answer to me, not to Wallace!

Get the bag!

I'm not supposed to kill you,

but I, I really want to.

I really do.

Are you okay?

I'm so proud of you.

You did not go boom (grunts).

Thank you.

Boris!

Get in!

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go.

I do not think we are being followed.

You can drive more carefully.

Ah!

God (groans), I took care of it.

They are not following (grunts).

God!

I know it's hard to believe,

but not everything is about you.

Stay here.

Lilly, what has gotten into you?

No kid of mine comes home from a dance all covered in blood.

At least it wasn't mine.

Delilah had it coming.

You broke her nose.

She picks on kids all the time.

And she spread rumors.

She spread a rumor about you.

What'd she say?

- She said that since you're a yoga teacher,

that you probably sell drugs.

Huh?

Little shit.

Is that why her mother asked me about an eighth?

I thought she was talking about eighth grade.

See, even you want to punch her now.

I just, I just wanted to remind Delilah

why it would be a bad idea to keep pickin' on people,

you know, consequences.

Violence only causes more problems.

Right, that's what running away is for.

Mother is right.

What?

I had a good mother, hm.

She would say same thing.

I wish I had listened.

Who are you?

Lilly, headphones.

What is going on?

And why did you call me from Rafael's phone?

And what's in the bag?

- Uh, I am not sure which question to answer first.

To sum up, I may have used your relationship

with Rafael to taunt Wallace while escaping torture.

What did you tell Wallace?

- I brought him with news of you and Rafael, old news.

I did not think you would mind.

He was torturing me.

Sorry, brother dear,

but I am done paying for your fuck-ups.

He's no use to us dead.

Sonia!

Your methods aren't working,

and we're runnin' out of time.

I hate you.

The feeling is entirely mutual.

Where is the bomb?

Maya (laughs).

No!

You know Maya?