Two and 147 in “Unfinished Business”

To lose a child. There's nothing else like that.

Sir, if I'm aloud to say. I'm sorry about 11-12.

Yes, you are allowed because you know how it feels. Can I ask you... is what you feel... evil? I want it to stop. I want it all to stop. The madness of this world to stop.

Most days, I don't know why I live. I don't know why I breathe. I go on. I drive, I wait for that... black pit feeling in my guts to go away but it don't. No, it grows. That's what.

What if... what we feel, what happened to us is for a purpose? My son's death... I can only bear it if it gives me clarity. I had a dream last night.

A dream?

I dreamed clarity. All of it. Suppose your child's death gave you a place in Village history. Gave you, 1-4-7, the moral courage to act when the moment comes. To think of it as unthinkable, to do what cannot be done. You like Six, don't you? Trust him? Is he someone who can give us better Village, moral Village? Freedom within the prison? And when the moment comes, you will stand beside Six and you will call out, "Six... is the One."

The One?

The One.