Transcript:Good for the Soul

The episode begins in Havana, Cuba, as "A Lo Caliche" by Sr Ortegon plays. The scene cuts inside a room, where Popclaw is sitting down and lighting a mini-bong in boredom. Suddenly, A-Train rushes into the room via the open sliding door adjacent to her.
A-Train	Hey baby.
Popclaw	Oh, Jesus Christ.
A-Train	Yeah, I'm sorry.
 	She tearfully hugs A-Train.
Popclaw	Where have you been? It's been days.
A-Train	Yeah. I've been handling business. It's okay now, it's okay.
 	They both take each other's hands.
Popclaw	You said I had to hide, you said we were in trouble...
A-Train	You know, I think... I think I got it worked out. I think I have some good news.
Popclaw	Good news?
A-Train	Stillwell. She's open to us going public.
Popclaw	Don't you lie to me.
A-Train	Hand on a Bible.
 	Popclaw moves close to kiss him, but A-Train gently moves her hands up to his chest to cease further movement.
A-Train	Yeah. But, listen, for us to go public, you have to come clean with me. Like, I have to know who you told about Compound V.
 	Popclaw lets go and sits down on a chair, avoiding eye contact. A-Train walks over and sits down in front of her.
A-Train	Hey, come on. This is you and me. I mean, we're Bonnie and Clyde. Ride or die, right?
Popclaw	I...
 	Popclaw releases a sigh, and looks him in the eyes.
Popclaw	Oh, shit. I told these guys, you were running the V down near the Noodle Palace.
 	A-Train looks visibly let down, only worsening her guilt.
Popclaw	I'm so sorry, baby. I had to. I...
A-Train	Why? What do they have on you?
Popclaw	I don't know their names, but there was this British guy, dark hair, real smug asshole. Buzz cut French guy, big black guy with a goatee, and a skinny white kid. I think they were all working together. Mm-hmm.
 	A-Train keeps his head down, thinking over her words.
Popclaw	I'm so sorry, baby.
A-Train	Nah.
Popclaw	I'm so sorry.
A-Train	No, it's okay.
Popclaw	I fucked up so bad.
A-Train	It's alright.
 	A-Train looks down, and begins to chuckle.
A-Train	You know what I was thinking about on my run over here?
 	Popclaw looks at him, awaiting his next words.
A-Train	Our first date. Most first dates order, like, a scallop and a bottle of water. But you... got a dark beer, a New York strip, and chocolate chip cheesecake.
 	The both laugh, thinking back on such memory.
A-Train	I remember thinking, "Here's someone who isn't afraid to be happy." And I fell for you, right then and there. I love you.
 	Popclaw looks into his eyes.
Popclaw	I love you, too.
 	Once she utters those words, A-Train rushes over to the dufflebag and pulls out several heroin needles. He rushes back to jam them into both of her arms and injects each one before she can react. Popclaw gasps in shock from the pain of the heroin, and the fact that the one loved lured her into a trap by leading her on with false hope. With very minimal time left, she can only stare towards A-Train with an expression of betrayal.
Popclaw	Why?
 	Popclaw takes her final breath and dies from the overdose. A-Train can only look towards the floor in shame, as he runs off.
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