Vander learns none of this.

No worries there.
Powder took care of the evidence.

I tried, okay? You don't get it.
You're older, you're bigger.

-It, it isn't fair.
-So stick with us!

Take a [?] or two.

-Everyone all right?
-Never better.

Good.

I don't suppose you can explain why it is
that I'm hearing about an explosion

and a foot chase topside?

Four children fleeing the scene.

What the hell were you thinking?

That we can [?] a real job.

A real job?

We got our own tip, planned a route,
nobody even saw.

-You blew up a building.
-That wasn't…

Did you even stop to think about
what could have happened to you?

Eh? To them?

Where did you even get this tip?

-We just heard it at Benzo's shop.
-From?

-Little Man.

I took us there.
If you wanna be mad, be mad at me.

But you're the one who always says
we have to [?] our place in this world.

I also told you time and time again,
the Northside's off-limits.

-We stay out of Piltover's business.
-Why?

They've got plenty, while we're down here
scraping together coins.

When did you get so [?]
living in someone else's shadow?

Everyone out.

Sit down.

-I'm fine.
-Sit. Down.

Those kids look up to you.

Yeah, I know.

You know, but you don't know.

When people [?] up to you,
you don't get to be selfish.

-I'm not--
-You say run, they run.

You say swim, they dive in.

You say light a fire,
they show up with oil.

But whatever happens, it's on you.

Just like it's on me
what happens to us down here.

We make ourselves a problem for Piltover,
and they will send the enforcers.

So? Why answer to them?

These are our streets.
Someone should remind them of that.

You're not [?] me. That path?

This?

It's not gonna solve your problems.

Just makes more of them.

We clear?

-How'd you get this?

Some idiot was following us.

On our side? Who?

I don't know. He was after the stuff.

Where is it now?

We [?] it.

All of it?

Good.

Nothing can tie you
to what happened up there.

You're gonna have to lay low
for a bit, understand?

Okay.

We're gonna be fine, right?

I'll take [?] of it.

Oh, you did put that idiot
on his ass, though, right?

Mm.

Get up, Claggor. We're going out.

Wait, now?

Hey, hey, that's mine!

-You wanna be treated like [?], right?

Then you should know better than
to come back from a job empty-handed.

I'm gonna have a little word
with your informant.