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"When I went back to Tannyhill, Rafe was on the phone with Ward, and he just kept saying, "My thing, this is my thing." He had to be talking about the cross." Sarah says
"Absolutely." Pope nods
"And he's coming into Wilmington tonight at eight o'clock." She says, "It's being shipped by train to Raleigh from there, but this is our chance to get it back."
"You get any other information?" Estrella asks
Kie leans forward and grabs the paper sitting on the table, "Uh, Sarah got the cargo number."
"Okay, well, that's a start." Pope says
"Yeah."
"I mean, they're definitely fencing that shit off as we speak." JJ says, "So we should probably get a move on."
"Sarah, you hear from John B?" Pope asks
"No, I mean, he's probably off somewhere with his dad." Sarah shrugs, "But the problem is they have the Twinkie."
"Our transportation." Estrella sighs
"Um..."
"I could ask Heyward for the truck." Pope says
"Uh, what?" JJ says, "Yeah, that's gonna go well."
"I know, but we have no other options."
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"Absolutely not!" Heyward exclaims
"This might be our last opportunity to go get that cross." Pope says
"Is that so?" Heyward says before walking off
"I could just get to the mainland..." Pope explains following him
"Oh boy."
"Pop, please! Come on!" Pope says, "This is about our heritage, our family. This is our thing."
"You wanna know what our thing is? Doing what we say we're gonna do. Keeping our promises. Exceeding expectations. You used to understand that!" He stammers, "Just..."
Cleo, Estrella, and Charlotte watch as Pope follows him back toward the counter, "And I still do! I still understand that. But, Pop, please, this is the last opportunity, and I won't ask you for anything else, and I promise you, I'm done, I swear. Please, please let me do this. Mama."
Mrs. Heyward waves him off, "Uh-uh."
Heyward turns to Estrella, "You on board with this?"
"You know wherever Pope is, I'm right there." She says
Cleo leans over, "Gotta strike while the iron's hot."
"Get off my counter!" Heyward yells turning away. Estrella's eyes go wide as Cleo jumps down. The girls follow Pope and Heyward outside.
