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I just posted my profile the day you contacted me.

I already took it down.

Okay, then.

We're done.

Well, let me check my schedule for next week.

Please.

Great.

Okay.

One.

I didn't wear that dress with fish in it.

I'm ready to move.

Oh, God.

Oh.

It's not what you think.

Oh. Do you want me?

Let me go.

Hey, hey, hey. No!

It doesn't matter. Don't... Don't worry about the amount, okay?

Trust me.

Look, if I didn't know what I was doing, you think I'd be where I am now?

Look, would I... I gotta go.

I'll call you back.

Julia.

This is a pleasant surprise.

But, uh...

I did think you'd want to see me again.

I didn't come here to see you, Scott. I came here to discuss what happened.

You mean our date?

No, not our date.

What you did to me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

And so will everybody else.

I took you to lunch.

I tried to show you a good time.

Good time.

A good time... Keep your voice down.

It didn't work out, okay?

Now, I don't know what kind of future you pictured between us, but you're not

type. And we're never going to see each other again. You got it?

Because if you don't, whatever you think happened between us...

Who's going to believe you anyway?

Another pathetic woman looking for love.

And don't ever, ever threaten me with false accusations again, or I'll ruin

Do you understand?

I'll ruin your life.

By the way, you might want to consider implants.

You don't want to be single forever.

Thank you for visiting our center.

Well, it's delicious.

How's Molly doing?

Oh, she's not too good. I'm going to have to take her to the vet later.

I don't know, Rebecca. This, uh... This was an odd choice.

I mean, I know sex sells, believe me.

I mean, I wouldn't move enough books to pay my bills if it weren't for sex,

but...

Come on, Julia.

Admit you didn't love it.

Look, I read every word, and I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy it, but, um,

Valley of the Dolls?

Not exactly what I expected when you said you picked a classic.

I just figured it was time for some pulp fiction, especially since Julia's next

selection is this.

Couldn't we have just stayed with pottery sex for a little bit longer?

Uh, me?

Sex? Divorce? Remember, I don't have a husband to not sleep with, and a lover.

Well, unfortunately, sometimes great sex equals infidelity.

David found out.

About Andy?

I was retrieving my cell phone messages on speakerphone, and he was standing in

the hallway.

He never comes home early. I guess when the trial was over, he didn't go back to

the office.

Oh, no.

Now what?

He just looked at me like I was one of his scumbag clients, and he said he

wasn't sure how things should proceed.

He hasn't really talked to me since I'm sleeping in the guest room.

Do you think it's the end?

Oh, my God.

David is such a great lawyer. I do not want to be on the opposite side of the

courtroom from him.

I still love him.

I don't know.

Ten years, Rebecca.

He was bound to find out.

I admit there's a certain relief in everything being out in the open.

But now Andy's all freaked out because he thinks his wife is going to find out.

So things have changed between he and I.

Again.

Never underestimate the power of a secret.

So what are you going to do?

I'm not going to do anything until I figure out where I want to end up.

And who you want to end up with.

Right.

Oh, I just feel glad that my kids are away at camp because it is so tense

my house.

See, this is what I'm talking about. Men complicate everything.

That's why I told Mike, I'm not doing that veil and ring thing again. I'm not.

What about you, Julia?

You think you'll ever get married again?

Oh, no way.

Now that's a definite answer.

Done with men.

We'll see.

I don't want to go home.

All right, sweetie. Bye.

See you tomorrow. I'll get that bowl back to you later. Okay.

Hello, Julia.

It's Coleman.

Hi. Did you run the background check?

Well, yes and no.

Meaning?

Well, I've researched every outlet. I've checked every source. And I can't find

anything illegal in this guy's background.

I mean, no crimes, no police reports, not even a traffic ticket.

Okay, well, did you find anything?

Not just a lack of violations, I can't find anything at all on this guy within

the last three years. No past cities of residence, no past history of

employment. It's like the guy didn't exist until three years ago.

Okay, so what next?

Lady, look, between surveillance cameras, cell phones, and GPS, you can't

step these days without somebody having a record of it.

Unless you're intentionally hiding.

Okay, so what am I supposed to do now?

I mean, what did I pay you for?

For being able to dig up someone's background faster than anyone else you

hire. But look, I need a name.

A real name.

My guess is this guy's using an alias.

So, you find out who he really is, I'll tell you what he's done.

Yeah, I don't know.

I've just been a little bit wrapped up in myself lately, I have to admit. But I

haven't seen her all week.

I can't put my finger on it, but something is different.

Something's going on. Well, you know, when her and Brad first divorced, she

really excited about dating.

I mean, maybe it's just getting to her that dating over 40, that's just not a

good look.

You think she's upset that Brad's getting remarried?

No, no. I think if anything, she's relieved he's moved on.

Maybe I should set her up with someone successful and stable and gorgeous.

And single.

And not single for a reason.

Exactly. Hi. Sorry I'm late.

A bunch of overnight orders. The ship? Oh, yeah. Oh, no worry.

Bill Hart. Oh, great.

So, what's going on?

Oh, man. How's your situation?

Oh, David wants to have dinner on Saturday night.

The new term.

Has he talked to the kids yet?

No, not yet.

What's he going to say?

Mom has me for a husband and another guy for hot sex?

I think he chooses words more carefully.

What terms do you want back?

I just want things to go back to the way they were.

I want my husband and my kids and my boyfriend on the side.

Marriage is three parts love and seven parts forgiveness of sins.

Dr. Phil?

Lao Tzu.

Who?

The Chinese philosopher.

Come on! How do you even know that?

It's my business to know.

My customers like to think they're buying books from someone literate.

Makes sense.

Honestly. Yeah, she's doing it because Oprah says to.

I mean, who cares what Oprah says anyway?

Did you just insult the big O in front of us?

Sorry I didn't hear you. Some old ladies were giving me a hard time.

Oh, no, she didn't.

Service just isn't what it used to be.

I'll say.

Phyllis and Grandma, why aren't you dating?

I think I've mentioned to you both I'm on a man moratorium.

But you dated some really cute guys right after you got divorced.

Just because they didn't last doesn't mean that you shouldn't try. There's

someone great out there for you.

Julie, come on.

You're beautiful.

You own your own house, your own business.

You're a catch. Look, I don't want to be caught, okay?

I don't have time for a relationship right now. I'm focusing on my business,

my son, my friends.

A relationship is just not important to me right now, okay?

Okay.

I won't ask again.

I will. I just don't want you to give up. I'm not giving up.

I just... I just don't believe in things the way I used to.

All right?

I wish I could.

Shirley. What are you doing with a

gun?

When did you even get a gun?

After Scott.

Scott? Who's Scott?

Hi.

Let me go.

I want to see him.

He acted like it never even happened.

You have to go to the police.

I can't do that to myself, Charlie. I have seen what happens to victims.

They just get victimized all over again, only in public.

What else do you know about him?

Not much.

Have you been tested?

Yeah.

I didn't catch anything.

I feel so dirty.

You can't let him get away with it.

Dad.

It'll eat at you.

I know.

You struggle to forget it.

But you relive it inside.

And you blame yourself.

Yeah, I do blame myself.

It's all my fault. I just invited this stranger into my house. I just always

really don't do that to you.

I don't know. You might just come in. I wasn't thinking. It was all my fault.

I mean, come on.

It's like a child who blames herself for being abused.

Listen, I want to show you something.

What? Something that my loving father gave to me.

Oh, my God.

I've never shown that to anyone except the man that I've slept with.

While he was out in the community, Bible -thumping about salvation and family

values.

At home, he was wailing on me.

The only Bible belt that I was ever aware of was the one he used to beat God

into me.

How old were you?

Old enough to know what was coming next.

No.

No. But I saw that look in his eyes.

And that's why I left home so young.

And even still, to this day, I blame myself.

And I don't want to see that happen to you.

What do we gotta do?

I don't know.

I don't know.

We're gonna make that bastard pay.

You sure you wanna do this, Charlene?

No.

But I can't let you do it by yourself.

Okay.

Let's do this.

Here's class.

So we have to be out to 345.

Ring the bell. Make sure no one's home.

Anything?

Damn. White people.

Um, let's go.

Okay.

Okay, you said in and out fast, remember?

Right.

Mom, let's go.

There's nothing here. Let's go.

Okay, well, that looks promising.

I'll take the bedroom.

Julia! Yeah?

Come here, all the way in the back.

All the way in the back.

What? Get a load of this.

All right, don't touch it.

Don't worry, I don't plan on it.

And hey, check this out.

Quite a little hideaway, huh?

Let's go inside.

What time is it?

Good.

So this is where all the bad art comes from.

These guys are freaks.

Wow.

How would you like to take that baby for a spin?

Anything? Nothing.

You know, my grandmother said people used to hide things behind picture

Careful.

Anything? I don't know.

You know, maybe we should just have him followed.

My shoe.

If you break that shoe I'm out 300 bucks.

How much money do you think is in here?

I don't know.

I've never seen that much money in my life.

Think our boy's a drug dealer?

Come on, it's gotta be dirty money.

It doesn't feel like dirty money.

It feels more like... freedom.

I can take something from him.

No. No, Julia.

Okay. Okay.

Thank you.

Okay, go.

Go.

Oh.

What do we do?

Hide.

Where? Here, Lisa.

I know. I know I wouldn't do something like that.

It's all in your head.

Hold on a second.

Yura, are you back there?

Don't move.

No, he's not John Smith.

Any luck?

I've heard so many messages.

Well, let's start going through them.

I think you're both crazy. You're really lucky you didn't get caught.

Ella, you would know about getting caught.

Sorry. I didn't mean that.

It's not illegal to have a box of money in your house, Julia.

I know, I know, but he's hiding it for a reason. The money's not legit. Well,

then it's a matter for the police.

No kidding. What are we going to say? We broke in and we found this guy's money?

No way. I thought I could call the cops and know he'd be punished for what he

did. It'd be a different story, but, uh... Well, juries do convict people

without evidence, but it's not likely. Hold on.

He looks like he'd have a cross.

Mm -hmm.

Reverend William Wilkins, the charismatic young minister of the

Church of God outside Fort Worth, disappeared last week amid speculation

embezzlement. The mid -sized congregation in the affluent

steadily since blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. According to sources, over $500

,000 could be missing from generous donations made over the past five years.

Wilkins is rumored to have fled after the FBI began questioning members of the

church about the missing cash.

Who's got this guy crossed?

And got his money.

I think he is this guy.

This is the second brush with the law for Wilkins. He was previously accused

rape.

by one of the parishioners, Rachel Bridges, who later withdrew her

that 26 -year -old Bridges committed suicide shortly after the shocking

revelation of what Wilkins labeled their affair.

Oh, my God.

Sources believe it was Bridges' death that put the church, as well as Wilkins'

colorful lifestyle, under a microscope, resulting in an anonymous tip that all

might not be well with the church coffers.

When did this happen?

Three years ago.

Mm -hmm.

Sure Dr.

Andy would approve of us here like this?

Come on, David, stop.

I need to talk to you. It's about Julia.

She was raped a couple of months ago, but she didn't make any reports.

He'll get off then.

He was accused of raping another woman two years ago.

Acquitted or convicted?

Never went to trial.

That's irrelevant then. You know that, Rebecca.

I do.

But he was also suspected of embezzling from his church and using an alias.

Any proof?

No.

He fled.

No one from the church pursued it, but the FBI did open a file.

Can she prove he's the same guy?

I'm not sure.

We don't have much.

You could notify the FBI.

Yeah, you could.

And they might send someone out to question him.

The next day, he could be gone again.

I just can't accept it.

There has to be something we can get on this guy.

But how many juries have you watched make irrational decisions?

If she isn't beat up and there isn't a rape kit or a police report... I know, I

know, I know, I know. It's horrible.

She just wanted to pretend it never happened, and so now there's no evidence

all. An embezzlement?

You know the statistics.

Somebody in the jury always questions if it's so bad to take from people who can

afford it.

What am I going to tell her? How is she going to get justice?

The money.

Get the people he stole from to push the issue.

That's your best chance of a charge that'll stick.

David?

Thank you.

Tell Julia she can call me anytime.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome aboard our non -stop flight to Dallas -Fort Worth International

Today's flying time is 2 hours... ...on a glorious morning. I have today a 72,

right now 58 degree.

We're looking at a good chance for showers and thunderstorms in the

portion of North Texas this afternoon. The big problem with ultimatums,

Christina, is that if you make one, you'd better be prepared to carry it

Don't tell the camera you know me again, I'm leaving.

be there

Hello, my dear. Can I help you?

Are you Reverend Vernon?

I am.

My name's Janet Blake.

I'm from Florida. I was wondering if I could talk to you a little bit about

church. Well, I normally don't meet anyone without an appointment.

But who cares about rules, right?

Have a few minutes. Have a seat. Thank you.

I'm thinking about moving to the neighborhood.

And obviously my first priority is finding my new church.

And yours, well, has such a welcoming name.

Well, it's a wonderful congregation.

I'm proud to say I've served this parish for many years, and quite recently I've

run it on my own, and one of our ministers was transferred. This

branch of our church was built in 1982 when a boom in new residences

necessitated a more conveniently located parish.

It's been growing ever since.

and it's been my good fortune to have many novices serve under me in Flourish.

We at Abundant Love pride ourselves in welcoming everyone with open arms, both

those who wish to contribute their time... That man in that photo.

I think I know him.

Why would you think that?

I read about him. It's William Wilkins, isn't it? Where did you say you're from?

I know what he did.

What exactly do you think you know?

Uh, you know, just what I read in the newspaper when I was researching the

You don't believe everything you read, do you?

No, but the article is hardly flattering.

He took that money, didn't he?

This meeting is over, my dear. I know where he is.

This congregation has the right to get their money back. They can prosecute

I know where he is, too.

But I love my son.

And just as God the Father never abandoned his son, neither will I

This congregation has no desire to dredge up the past or prosecute anyone.

They've redoubled their contribution efforts to make up for any perceived

They leave judgment, including judgment of William, to the Lord.

I suggest you do the same.

No.

I don't believe that people want their donations going into somebody's pocket.

You'll get no cooperation from anyone in my flock. Whoever you are, it's time

for you to leave.

He wasn't transferred. He fled.

And with a lot of money.

And he raped that girl.

I know he did.

You listen to me.

That girl was lying.

She is the one that caused trouble for my congregation, not him.

And if you, or whoever you're working for, Prince Otherwise, I will have you

court like that.

Don't mess with me, girlie.

Thank you, Miss Blake.

Thank you for your interest in our ministry.

Good day.

What do you want?

Naomi?

Naomi Bridges?

Who wants to know?

Hi, I'm sorry to bother you, ma 'am. My name is Janet. Janet Blake.

I'm from out of town.

I'm only here for the day, and I was hoping I could have a minute of your

Why back?

I'd like to talk to you about your daughter.

Please! It's important!

Please! If you could just give me five minutes of your time, I... Look.

You got ten seconds to get off my property or I'm calling the police.

What are you staring at?

There's nothing to look at here.

I know where William Wilkins is.

Now, why would you have to bring up that name?

You know that that name's the last thing in the world I want to hear.

He should be punished.

I could help you.

Because he hurt me too.

I can't ask again.

It's not fit.

Hurt you half.

He took advantage of me.

Physically and... He... It's all right.

I know.

She was a beautiful ray of sunshine, my Rachel.

Until he stole her light.

All the good people around here.

They shunned her and rallied around the good reverend.

She would have been 29 years old.

I'm so sorry.

She was too young.

and sweet to stand being torn down by our own people they spray painted slut

her car and she came to me and she said mama i can't go to trial

and so we dropped it but she was never the same after that

she never got over it you can make him pay in civil court

Punish him as restitution for all the pain and trauma he caused you and your

little girl.

Restitution.

He raped her.

And he killed her.

The sheriff, he had his DNA.

And they could tell by looking at her that it wasn't consensual.

But still, they took his side.

Some people welcome a second chance to do the right thing.

It's not in me.

No, he'll get his punishment on the other side.

Most of these people around here, they don't want to get involved. It's just

easier for them to forget.

I meant to.

Thank you for your time, Naomi.

I'm sorry I made you relive all this.

I relive it every day.

That ain't dead.

Surely he's asleep.

Take my chances in the castle.

I don't care about weekend rates, Yuri.

I want to get back Monday and look out my window and I want to see the cement

work done.

I want to see the waterfall running.

You do what you have to do and finish it.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Who we are is not important.

Look, I got... I got money.

Lots of it. Cash.

You mean this cash?

How did you know... We know a lot about you, William.

Look, there's more.

There's lots more where that came from.

Good.

Because it's going to slip right through your fingers and go to a good cost,

like it was supposed to.

Not everything's about money, Willie.

Not everybody can be bought.

My name is Scott.

You got the wrong person.

I don't know any Willie.

And yet, anybody can be bought.

Let's take you, for instance.

You have the option to do one of two things right now.

End up going to jail or end the thing right now and go home very rich.

Or there's option three. We go home rich and you go to jail.

One count embezzlement, one count rape with special circumstances.

Or you can report the money stolen.

I don't think so. Because then you'd have to explain where you got it from,

wouldn't you?

It's not too late to stop this big mistake.

I can make this a win -win situation.

Ah, Jesus!

Thank you for keeping your gun loaded, William.

The next one goes into flash.

Okay, okay.

Everybody calm down.

You have the money. There's no reason for anybody to get hurt.

Then answer to your real name.

William. I'm William. Wilkins.

Yeah. I'm William Wilkins.

I was William Wilkins.

Okay? Good.

Now you're going to confess to the rape that led to the suicidal death of Rachel

Bridges. I didn't rape her.

She killed herself over what you did, and you are going to admit it. And

going to confess to embezzling money out of the church, or your ass is never

getting out of this garage alive.

Hang on.

A confession.

Read it.

I can't.

Read it. I can't. It's too far away.

Can you read it now, asshole?

Read it.

My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges. I'm indirectly

responsible for her death by... This is bullshit!

It had nothing to do with her death!

Read it all or you're gonna die!

No.

I said you read that confession or I'll put a bullet in your head. Do you hear

me, William?

Why do you think you're on this talk, William?

Because we're going to wrap you up in it and bury you where no one will ever

find you. Do you understand?

Now read it.

No.

Okay.

This is how it's going to play out.

Listen up.

First one is going to go in the foot.

The second will go into love, where you will bleed to death without proper

medical attention.

Right. Right.

And third will be needed to shut up your screaming. So let's say that one's

going to go, oh,

in the mouth.

Great!

You're gonna have to kill me.

Come on.

Go ahead.

Kill me!

You got it in you to pull that trigger into a living being?

Huh?

I didn't think so.

Jesus. This is fucking ridiculous.

What the fuck are you doing?

Get this off me. I can't breathe.

Asshole.

Damn it.

Oh.

Damn.

What are you doing?

He's not going to read it. We're screwed.

Pricky knows you're not going to shoot him.

Leave my hair alone.

You feel very sharp, just as I expected.

You wouldn't have anything dull, would you, William?

You're going to pay for this, bitch.

Some way, somehow, I'll find you.

Camera's ready. Come on.

Read it.

I ain't reading shit.

You just let us know when you're ready to do that confession.

Because we, William, have all the time in the world.

You guys are from the shoulders up there?

Oh, yeah. So anything I do below here?

Good.

You know, it is true.

I've never done this before.

I'm not even really sure how hard I would have to... Fuck!

You cut me!

It was easier than I thought.

No.

William, I'm...

Actually, Colin, I'm happy that you're not ready to pick that.

Because... Well, first, I'd like to... What are you doing?

Something that's caused a lot of trouble for me. What the fuck are you doing?

Oh, don't go getting soft on me now, Willie. I'm kind of enjoying persuading

you. Don't touch me.

Get away from me, you crazy bitch.

Would you, uh, let's go get some ice.

And the lighter may have to colorize the light.

Wait, fuck, fuck, fuck! I'll do it. I'll do it. I'll read the fucking

confession.

I'll do it. Just get the fuck away from me.

Back off!

My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges.

Stop.

It's got to sound voluntary and sincere.

Can you make him sound sincere?

If you don't read it like you mean it... Okay.

Like you mean it... Okay.

I will cut you again.

Ow! Fuck!

I said I'd do it, okay? Now back off!

Back the fuck off!

Just be shaming, Nick.

Relax.

You got one more chance to get it right.

And then all three of us are going to take turns with that knife, and you're

going to like that.

Come on.

My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges.

I am indirectly responsible for her death by suicide, resulting from the

emotional pain and trauma she suffered due to my actions.

I have also embezzled hundreds of thousands of dollars.

I'm the abundant love church of God in Fort Worth, Texas.

In this moment of clarity, I want to admit to my transgressions and

promise to make restitution.

Perfect. I'll never hold up in court.

Who's going to court? This is headed straight for YouTube's homepage.

So the FBI and all your little friends in Texas... I can see what you've been

to. And while you're sitting here with nothing to do but think, I want you to

think about what it felt like to be touched when you didn't want to be

Remember this day.

And don't you ever, ever do it to another woman.

Get out of here.

I'll get the vet.

Well, that worked perfectly.

On your knees!

Nobody move!

You, with the knife, get over here and cut me out of this tape.

Now!

You see this?

Huh?

You think very carefully where she gets it. You understand?

Let's go.

Another leg.

Other one. Let's go.

You don't move.

Put the knife down.

Get back over there with her.

Sit down.

Come on.

Don't move.

Nobody move.

Take off this stupid mask.

I know you.

You too. Eyes wide shut.

Take off those stupid masks.

Let's go.

sweet. Put the camera on her.

Move it.

Let me see the screen.

Yeah,

put it on her. On her face.

Good. Now start recording.

Now, you are going to get one chance where she gets hurt.

Tell the audience what you did when you came into my house tonight.

I broke into your house.

I disabled you with a taser. We, we, we, names.

It's better to incriminate your friends than have me blow their fucking brains

out.

Let's go.

Charlene, Rebecca and I broke into your house. We tasered you.

We tied you up and forced you to confess.

You stole my money.

You assaulted me with a deadly weapon.

Say it. We.

We stole your money?

We assaulted you with a deadly weapon? Good.

Turn it off. Get back over there with her.

Now.

Take your clothes off.

What? She heard me.

What are you doing?

We're all going to get a little show now.

The asshole.

I think he'd like me better.

Oh, you'd think so.

I know what kind of guy you are.

I know what you want.

You know what?

I think I will start with you first.

I

think

I shot him.

You shot me, you fucking bitch.

Put pressure on it.

Get away from me. Call 911.

No, don't call 911. Call 911.

Call 911.

No, no, no. He's identified. Will you stop your yammering and get some help?

He's seen our face. You could have killed me. Oh, my.

If he leaves this room alive, we're all going to jail.

For a long time.

If you want to go to jail for this guy, I don't.

We didn't plan this.

We didn't mean for this to happen.

Here we are.

Please, help me. Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

We're all mad here.

I forget you.

I won't report this.

But you've got to call 911.

You've got to call 911 because I'm dying.

911 can't help you now.

Yes.

You need to pray before you die.

No, please.

Julia, you can save me.

Ray.

Ray.

Please.

I exist.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Amen.

So after the online contact, you went out on a date.

That's right.

Where?

He's called Coriander.

Yeah, it was really nice.

But it didn't go any further.

That's it.

No chemistry.

He didn't ask you to go out with him again?

Oh, no, no. He did, actually.

And I initially said yes, but... I changed my mind at the last minute.

Why?

I just kind of got a bad feeling.

What kind of bad feeling?

You know, just kind of knew that he wasn't the guy.

So, you know, why waste time?

And he didn't have a problem with that?

No.

No, he gave me some flowers and left.

He's a nice guy.

So after he left, you never saw him again?

Oh, no, wait. Wait a second. I did.

Um, I bumped into him at this cafe just down the boulevard.

And when was that?

A few weeks later, I guess.

I don't know the exact date.

Was he with anyone?

I don't think so.

Were you?

I was with a couple of girlfriends, yeah.

Did your friends have any contact with him?

No.

No, they wouldn't know anything about him.

They only said hello to be polite.

For the missing persons report, we have to check out everyone the person had

recent contact with. So I may need to get their names from you.

Fine.

Do you need them?

You recently bought a gun, Miss Burns. Is that correct?

Yes.

What compelled you to do that?

All my friends away.

And this is a pretty big place. I'm all by myself.

I just want a little protection.

Is there anyone you wanted to have protection from?

No.

No, no. It's just, uh... You know, when you're dating

again, you realize that there are strangers, basically, out there that

where you live.

Times are scary.

They can be.

With legal purchase.

I know.

Okay, then.

If you think of anything else, give me a call.

Can't do that.

Okay? Oh, I can't.

Okay?

One more question.

You know, I've always been curious about this online dating stuff. I just never

had the nerve to try it.

Any regrets?

Well, I think we all have regrets.

But I have no remorse.

Hey.

Who's that?

Hey, Marley. How's the queen feeling today, huh?

How's the queen today?

How's the queen today?

And then we're gonna swing around.

Come back.

Left leg comes up. Hold the tea kettle.

Arm out to the side. Right arm comes up. Push it through.

And turn.

Yeah, well, he thought he was superior and that the rules for other people

didn't apply to him.

It's still murder.

Whole -blooded, premeditated murder.

Yeah, but sometimes in order for bad people to pay, good people have to

unspeakable acts.

Yeah, but that's probably a desire to confess. I mean, it was so consuming.

No matter how much the memory tortured was vulnerable.

I agree, it was over.

It was done.

Nobody would feel compelled to confess after all that.

Yeah, and to a prostitute of all people.

I don't know.

I'm having a hard time deciding.

All right.

Well, uh, you'll let us know.

Yeah.

You tell Rebecca about your new?

Oh.

Mike and I got engaged.

That's great.

I know you two are going to be really happy.

How are things with you?

Not pretty handy anymore.

You didn't tell me that.

It's time to put my house in order.

I think it's good.

How's business?

Good.

Great, actually. My online orders are through the roof.

Oh.

Do you want to see this?

Got it online today.

Oh, yeah.

We should go when it opens.

We should.

We really should.

So we're all good.

Yeah.

It's the future.

In the future.