I'd like to hear what you got in mind, but you understand I ain't turnin' on my own, don't ya? And if you're askin' me to be part of the negotiations,...I'm not very good at that kind of stuff. I don't know what I could throw into the pot that'd be of any help." Of course I understand, Ellen. I'm not turning either, but I'm convinced we can find a better way of dealing with this issue. I have no intention of being involved in any more deaths. As far as your role, I'm more interested in your take. She wore a black dress and looked the epitome of gothic. It seemed to turn him on looking at her. Ignoring all the warning signals going off in his head, he walked over to her and started to chat her up.She told him her name was Franci, and she was just travelling through. She said she was looking for somewhere to stay the night, and as a cocky person he told her that if she played her cards right she could stay with him. She seemed to instantly warm to him even more, and soon they were. "What are you talking about, Matt?" asked Danny."You know, they can put us on the air, we can plead to everyone!" How do we know they weren't the one's who sent the feds after him to begin with?" Because my next-door neighbor is a cameraman for them, and I never got the impression they work like that."Meanwhile, back at the Air Force base, Sargeant Roth returned wearing a flight-suit, and carrying three more. "Put these on," she said as she set them down on a table."Excuse me, but I think. ’ ‘No. We are lucky that we have Sayuri’s father to provide for us.’ ‘Mr Watanabe is a good man. He works hard, I’m sure’ Mr Yokomoto stood up and wandered across the room. He made a show of brushing a few motes of dust off the small shrine in the corner. ‘Tell me Sayuri, would you want good grades?’ ‘Eh? I mean, sorry, Mister Yokomoto. How would that be possible? Sure I want good grades, but there’s things to do.’ ‘Hmm. No. You could not get good grades on your own. You don’t seem to have.