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David, it's
a modeling job.

Yeah?

What kind of modeling?

Uh, it's a print ad
for some magazine,

some photographer.

Eric said it paid well.

Have you forgotten
the party he took us to?

Sophie, the guy is
a bottom-feeder.

Well, I need the money.

And compared to
the heavy breathers

that have called in
response to my billboard,

Eric is a prince.

You know what?
You're beautiful...

and you're smart...
and you're talented.

Of all the people I've seen
come to this town to make it,

you're the one
with the best shot.

You're sweet.

No, I'm honest.

Don't waste
yourself on this.

Oh, David, David, David, listen,
you got to come see this.

See what?
Well, it's too good to say,

so you're gonna have
to come with me.

Nice to see you, too.
Yeah, whatever. Anyways, it's in Bel Air,

it's about ten minutes
from here, I'll drive.

Val, we're right in the middle
of something here.

Can't this wait?

By the way, there's
some guy in your car.

What?

Excuse me, hey, excuse me.

Hi. Um, what
are you doing?

I'm repossessing your car.

You can't do that.

Uh-huh.
No, no, you...

you really can't. It...

Wait, wait, um,

excuse me?

Wait, wait. No.

You can't do that.

See, I'm an actress,

and I have auditions,
you know,

all over town, and...

if you take my car-- no!

Where you going?

To make some money.

Yes, we did it! And it's all
thanks to you, my friend.

Well, thank the judge--
it wasn't my ruling.

Hey.

What happened?

Unsupervised visits
certain weekday afternoons

and every other weekend.

Plus, I'm not allowed
to leave the county.

So, Lenny got exactly
what he wanted.

Full rights to my daughter,
and full access to me.

I told you, sweetie--

we'll be seeing
each other all the time.

She'll be ready at 3:00.

Well, you can come
with us if you want.

I got a big
afternoon planned.

Congratulations,
Counselor.

You are a credit
to your profession.

♪ You are here ♪

♪ So am I ♪

♪ What I feel inside ♪

♪ Swimming against the tide ♪

♪ All of the elements
are there ♪

♪ Drowning my pride ♪

♪ I'm coming up for air ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Swimming
against the tide... ♪

Well, Val, you've always wanted
to live large.

Yeah, I did.

And it's for free,
before it's too late.

Too late for what?

This house is perfect

for the killer party
I'm gonna throw.

Val, you're gonna throw a party
in someone else's house?

Is that okay?

Absolutely not-- but
see, there's this guy

who looks for house-sitters,
and for 50% of the door...

The door?

You're gonna charge
people to get in here?

He does the invitations
and the food

and-- oh, Blue
Navel's in town.

I was thinking about
having them play.

At your party?

The one... you're not
supposed to be having.

Hmm. Doesn't it
sound great. Yes!

You looking at me?

You looking at me?

I think she likes me.

What's wrong?

I've never been away from her.

And I know it's only for
the afternoon, but...

what if she needs me?

I'll get it.

Allison will be ready
in a few minutes.

Yeah, thanks
for the bulletin.

Hey... sweet thing.

Hey, sweet thing,
Daddy's here.

There's diapers

and wipes, a change of clothes,
and baby food.

And a bottle and formula.

We're going to Hollywood Park.

The racetrack?

They have a playground.

You want to come?

Have her home by 6:00.

What? You used to
like the track.

Lenny, can you handle this?

Yeah.

Because if you can't...

I said yes!

Features?

Well, we've got an article that Brandon wrote about

shoreline development.

Okay, what about departments?

Brandon wrote two
killer music reviews

and a top-ten list

about where to find the
best hamburger in town.

Editorials?

Brandon wrote one,
it's about the drug scene

and the proposed
Saturday night curfew.

Do we have anything
that Brandon didn't write?

I mean, feel free to humor me.

We've got about
an issue's worth of articles,

and then we're on our own.

We can do this.

Oh, yeah, sure we can.

All we have
to do is think

of ten articles, a week,
report them, write them,

edit them...
Right. Well, uh,

12 articles, usually.

Freelancers.

They're good for about
three articles, max,

and there-there's...
fact-checking,

doing pictures,
writing captions, headlines,

layouts...

We're dead, we're dead,
we're dead!

No, we're not.

We are not dead.

I believe in you.

You do?

Of course.

I mean...

...sure.

Sort of.

Beautiful, Soph, just beautiful.

Now, untie the top.

Very funny.

Come on.

Oh.

Now all the way.

For a lipstick ad,
I don't think so.

Forget lipstick.

You want to be an actress,
a professional model,

you'll have to take
off your clothes,

just like
everybody else. Not this way, I don't.

Fine. Just hand over the check
we cut, pay our expenses

for the last day,
and we'll call it a wrap.

What expenses?
For our time.

We had a contract, remember?

Unless, of course,

you want to reconsider.

No, suit yourself.

I guarantee you will not work
in this town again

with that
prima donna attitude.

Okay, now,
turn to me.

Beautiful.
Beautiful, Soph.

Ah, it's perfect.

Hey, you.

How was court?

I won.

Oh.

Thought you understood.

No, I... I do.

It's just hard.

Lenny's a bad guy.
Yeah,

and he treated Leah
terribly, I know.

But Allison needs her father,
and that's what...

So you've said.

I have work... I got to do.

I read A Civil Action.

Thanks for giving it to me.

Did you like it?

Are you kidding?
I loved it.

I-I thought
we could talk about it

some more, maybe
over dinner or something?

You, uh, haven't said anything
about Noah lately.

I haven't seen him.

But you're still seeing
each other.

I don't know; it's confusing.

But I do know
I could use a friend.

Hey.
Hey.

Hey, Nat.
Two coffees, please.

Sure. Read that.

Oh.
Ah.

"Martians Land In
Beverly Hills."

Well, look at the bright side--

we could be publishing
garbage like that.

"Hollywood starlet seen running
naked down Wilshire Boulevard."

They say they have
exclusive photos.

Gee, Steve, I wonder
if they really do.

People read this stuff.

Yeah, they're the people that
think Elvis really lives.

Now, can we please
talk about The Beat?

Yeah, sure.

Okay. So, what
are we gonna do?

Steve?
It's just that they

churn this stuff out,
and we can't even think

of a single issue.
Well, our job is

much harder-- it's not
like we can make it up.

What did you say?

Nothing.

I didn't say anything.

And whatever you're thinking,
don't think it.

I'm pretty good
at making things up.

Steve, we have something
really great here.

We have something
that we can be proud of.

In fact, it's one of
the things I do best.

Yes.

Okay, guys, listen,
we're at capacity inside.

Please be patient--
as soon as some people leave,

I'll take some more
of you in.

How's everybody
doing tonight?

Is this the place
to be, or what?

Yeah!

I saw your truck tonight, man.

You got it worked.

What's up with that?

You like that, huh?

Yeah.
We do a little racing

up on Sepulveda, man.

Kind of helps
to psych out the other guy.

You gotta check it out.

All right, all right.

The fact that it's Noah's club

has nothing to do
with why we're here?

No. Other than the fact
we can cut in line.

And I like the band.

See Donna over there with that guy?

Yeah.

Whatever you do,
don't let them in.

This is completely illegal.

You should know that.

We do.

Child stealing?

That's what they call it

when a parent breaks
a custody arrangement.

And it is a felony.

If I don't get away from Lenny,
he'll hurt me and my baby.

Has he threatened you?
And beaten me.

Repeatedly.
Have you reported him?

It never got filed.

Now he has joint custody.

Legally, I'm trapped.

Hmm.

I got your name
from one of the nurses

at the Wyatt Clinic.

She said that you've helped
other battered women move away.

Disappear.

New home.

New identity.

You'd be completely cut off
from your current life.

I have no life.

Will you help us?

I'm under investigation
by the D.A.'s office

for the women that I've helped.

So, no.

I can't.

But I can guide you.

How?

I can tell you what you need--

documents, identification--
but you've got to go out

and get them.

Hey.

You sure you're up for this?

'Cause your friend here is
going to need a lot of help.

And aiding and abetting?

It's a serious charge.

Where do we begin?

It's got to be perfect.

How about this?

No, nothing hideous.

Well, it would help if I knew
why you were throwing a party.

Okay, think 1999.
Think end of the world.

Okay.

Ooh. This?

Yeah! That's not dreadful.

Great. Oh.

Hmm.

Hey.

You seen Matt?

Try his office.

My first AA meeting's
the day after tomorrow.

The court sent Matt
all the details

on, you know, the time,
place, stuff like that.

That's good.
Um, it's upstairs on the left.

He's not there.

Thought maybe you'd know
where he is.

I don't.

Are you dating this guy?

What?

You heard the man.

You stay out of this.

Are you?

Since you didn't allow us
into the club last night,

it's really none
of your business.

Good line. Used it
a couple times myself.

Oh, my God. That's it.

Out! Out! Wait.

Here's directions to the party.

Bring a date if you want.

So, AA, huh?
That's tough.

On alcoholics.

So you're just
a recreational drunk driver?

Look, I've got two days till
my court-appointed detox.

If you only had two days,
what would you do?

Uh, I'd do something
incredibly reckless.

I'd throw an illegal rave. You?

I don't know. The bouncer told
me about some race on Sepulveda.

Sound reckless to you?

Yeah. You need a partner?

Yep. A fast car.

Hmm.

Oh, man.
This is like...

12 CDs.

Yeah, a little variety
for your show.

Thank you.
I love them.

Mwa!

Well, it's, um, for the advice.

About the modeling job.

I wish I'd taken it.

You didn't?

No. That many CDs
don't come cheap.

Unlike me.

Stop, okay?

You made a mistake.

Yeah, one of many.

You know, one call to Nat,
and you could, uh...

start that waitressing job.

Nothing like dating a man
with connections.

Well,
it will cover your expenses

until you get your big break.

So, you want me to call?

Tabloids are a joke, Steve.

An embarrassment.

Mm. A profitable embarrassment.

What about journalistic
integrity, huh?

What about writing
serious stories?

What about staying
in business?

Okay. One question.

What would Brandon think?

I don't know.
Let's ask him.

Brandon? Brandon?

Oh, that's right, Janet,
he doesn't work here anymore.

Mm-hmm. That's really cute.

You know what? I want
no part of this.

The Hollywood Eye.
The National Whisperer.

These papers make tons of money.

And the beautiful part
about it is,

they do it by running stories
that we can write.

You and I.

Can write? Yes.
Will write? Never.

You'll be a reporter.

A columnist.

A bureau chief. What do you say?

So long, Steve.
Best of luck to you.

Wait, wait.

Did I mention the benefits?

Health, pension,
vacation days.

Pay raise.

Huge pay raise.

I already got our first scoop.

It's the Tower Town Hotel.

It's haunted.

Matt. Hi.

Hi.

Um, what's up?

Uh...

Nothing. I...

I was just out of
the office all day.

I thought I'd stop by,
see if you want to, um...

I don't know,
grab some dinner.

Oh. Really, that's really
nice of you, but I-I can't.

I already made plans.
Work plans.

I have work to do.

Am I coming at a bad time?

No. No. Not at all.

Is this about

what Noah did
last night, or...

did you just have
way too much coffee?

Coffee, yeah, definitely.
Way too much.

Tall cap,
double cap, mocha cap...

You get the idea.

Yeah, I'm beginning to.

Maybe some other time?

Yeah, sure. Sure.

Some other time.
Great.

That hurt. You
should know that.

I know,
but he's Lenny's lawyer.

He's a decent guy.

Who would do anything he can
to keep Leah from leaving.

I have to get them
out of town.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Whoa.

That was close.

Hey.
Uh, mega burger with cheese.

I haven't ordered yet.

Oh.

I would like a cup of coffee.

Right. Sorry.

Thank you.

Okay.

Who ordered this?

They left.
They got tired of waiting.

Oh. Oh, well.

Feel like a mega burger?

Do I have to pay for it?

Beck, I'm sorry.
You know...

Nah.

But you'd better leave me
a big tip.

So...

Uh, Sophie,
what do you really do?

When you're not
doing this, I mean.

I'm an astrophysicist.

You?

Heir apparent.

Mm. Right.
Who wants a free burger.

Don't forget the tip.

Hey, Nat.

Congratulations.

She's the worst waitress
I've ever seen.

Hey.
Hi.

Nat says
you're doing a great job.

Oh, well, then,
Nat's a moron.

I've made $16 in tips
in three hours.

I think that's less
than minimum wage.

I got you an audition.

To be what? The cocktail
waitress next door?

Pass.
No.

To meet with an independent film
director I did some jingles for.

Oh, okay.

Um, I'm a jerk.

Thank you.

Come find me after the show.
I'll tell you more about it.

Okay.
Okay?

Oh, sit. I'm really very sorry
about the lousy service.

I-I hired her as a
favor to a friend,

and I didn't know she would
do the job that poorly.

And I hope this won't
keep you from coming back.

Excuse me. Um, hi.

I-I can't accept this.

Not many people would try
and return a $100 bill.

Not many people would leave one.

We've got something
in common, then.

What's this?

It's my number.

Use it.

Rules are simple, guys.

First one to turn off loses.

You haven't had anything
to drink, right?

Not a drop.

You ready?

Yeah.

I'm not nervous
if you were wondering.

I just thought
somebody should know

that I'm going to do
something really brave.

I'm going to turn myself in.

Noah, I killed my father.

Noah?!

Noah, turn!

What are you, insane?

You trying to get us killed
or something?

It wouldn't turn.
Get out of my car.

Come on, admit it,
it was a rush, right?

Get out now!

You can hitch a ride

with one of your fellow
suicide junkies.

Oh, man.

You know what?

You need help
in a really big way.

I'm glad you called.

I, uh, I have a boyfriend.

I'm not surprised.

And I'm not interested
in your money, or, um...

or your family's money.

It's just that I'm, um,
I'm new in town and...

And you want to increase
your circle of friends.

Exactly.

Right.

Have you ever been to Paris?

Paris? Um, mm-mm.

Not this season.

I'm, I'm going tomorrow.

On my dad's plane.

It's not as, uh,
quick as a Concorde,

but at least you won't have to
wait in line for the bathroom.

Do you want to go?

Go to Paris?

Just like that?

I-I don't...
I don't even know you.

Well, I, uh, saw your billboard.

Oh. You did.

"Where's Sophie?"

And "Paris" would be
a very good answer.

Unless, of course,

you got something better to do.

Matt?

Hello?

Hello?

What's up?

Listen,

when you came by
the beach apartment yesterday,

I couldn't talk.

Really? Why not?

I can't say.

Uh...

this whole thing's
just really complicated,

but I promise you
it has nothing to do with Noah.

Were you working up to
some kind of apology?

Oh. Right. Sorry.

Then I forgive you.

What? That's it?
Yeah.

I argue for a living, Donna.

It bores me outside of work.

Oh. Oh, that's great--

you make me laugh,
and I bore you.

I know. It just doesn't
seem fair, does it?

No, not at all.
No, not at all.

Do you want to go to Valerie's party?

Oh, I'm, I'm going.

With me.

And you're asking
me because...?

Did I mention
that laughter thing?

And what about old
what's-his-mood?

Did I mention it's a party.
Ah.

So you want to have some fun.

Hmm.

Then I'm your guy.

Cool.

Hey.
Hey.

Allison's sleeping.
How'd it go?

Well, you know how in the movies
there's always a forger

around every corner, and it's
really easy to get a fake I.D.?

But it doesn't work that way?

No, you need I.D.
to get I.D. here.

I mean, without it,
Leah can move away,

but as far as starting a
new life, forget about it.

It's impossible.

I won't be able
to open a bank account,

sign a lease, fill out a W-4,
without using my new own name.

I've been following
you all day.

I know what you're doing.

Get away from me.

L-Lenny, I'm gonna
call the police.

You heard the judge--
you can't go anywhere!

Yes, I'd like

to report an intruder,
1610 Lighthouse Road.

I can't

let you take away my baby.

It's not your
time with her.

Go away.

The police are on their way.

Do you hear what
I'm saying to you?

I won't let you go.

Well, I'm just

a city inspector,

but I think a complete retrofit
is unnecessary.

What do you think?
My dogs are killing me.

Well, we'll have a look at the
kitchen area, and we'll be done.

I'm not authorized
to take anyone in there.

Are you not authorized,
or are you scared?

Scared of what?

The ghost.

Carson Ponder--

one of Marilyn Monroe's
supposed lovers.

Snuck down to the kitchen for
a little midnight snacky-poo.

Got a chicken bone

lodged in his gullet.

It was a very violent
and untimely death.

They say... you
can still hear him.

I don't know CPR.

Come here.

My partner, she's into
the paranormal, big-time.

She begged me
to come on this inspection

just to see the kitchen.

What do you say?

Yeah, well, I guess I
could turn a blind eye.

But don't expect me
to come along--

I never go in there.

Take your time.

Show yourself out.

We're in-- we got our story.

Scooby-Doo.

David. Hey.
Hey.

You're not gonna
believe this--

you know that audition?

Oh, don't tell me
it went bad. No.

No. The opposite.

They want to cast me.

That's great.
Congratulations.

There's only one downside--
it... shoots in Paris.

I leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
Yeah.

For how long?

I don't even know.

I'm gonna miss you.

Hey, uh, this is exactly what you wanted,

and we... we can handle

a little transcontinental
separation.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm really proud of you.

Let's go celebrate.
Okay.

Okay?

Leah can get
restraining orders.

Lenny would ignore them.

If he ignores them,
then he goes to jail.

You should have seen
this guy tonight--

he's totally unstable,
and he's been following Leah.

Listen, I'll call him--
I will see him tomorrow.

That is the
best I can do.

Well, isn't there someone
you can talk to, you know,

someone that can get her
false documents,

a license, social security
card or something?

She's gonna steal that kid.

That's the reason I couldn't talk on the deck.

Kelly's been trying to help Leah
disappear for days.

She can't do it by herself.

Well, good-- because
besides being illegal,

living on the run is
no way to raise a child.

Hey. What do you think

of the dress?

So pathetic.

The noise is so loud, my
chandeliers are rattling!

Oh, you live next-door.

-That's a nice house.
-Yeah.

Either you do something about this, or I'm gonna

call the police--
you got that?

Neighbor's threatening
to call the police.

Yeah, well, he
can join the club.

Is your mother still
threatening to turn you in?

No. But I'm thinking
about doing it myself.

Are you kidding me?

Why would you do that?

'Cause it's
the right thing to do.

I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I'm not afraid of ghosts.

I'm not afraid
of ghosts.

What's this?

Well, if it's not an exit,
I'm not really interested.

It's one of those
old walk-in refrigerators!

Wow, this thing's huge.

And airtight.

Hey!
Hello?

Hello!

Open. Hello?

Oh! Oh, boy.

Okay, that's all right,
that's okay,

because the, uh, the guard
will come back for us, right?

Remember cavernous hotel,
stoner guard--

who I paid off to let us
explore this place.

I don't think he's
coming back so soon.

We're dead.

We're dead, and
you killed us.

Come on, Janet, where's
your sense of fun?

Shh! I don't think
you should talk,

because you're hogging
the oxygen, you moron.

Don't... don't
you shush me.

And on top of that...
Why don't you stop talking!

Stop talking? Why don't
you stop talking?!

Why don't you stop
repeating everything I say?

I'm not repeating
everything you say! Yes, you are!

I'm the one who
was talking first!

Oh, talk, talk, talk...

I'm claustrophobic!

Listen, it's gonna be okay.

I hate you.
You know what?

I hate you, and those
are gonna be my last...

What on earth...?

Still hate me?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, ever seen Barry Sanders run?

Guy could lose
his own shadow.

Watch this:
He, goes, he goes left.

Back right and
right forward.

Noah.

Are you all right?

Don't leave, okay?

Sure.

No, I'm saying,
don't leave me.

All right?

Matt, wait.

Wild guess--
he needs you.

I got to take him home.
I'm sorry.

So am I.

The neighbors
have complained.

I want to speak to the
person who lives here.

Disturbing the peace;
illegal rave...

And I killed my father--
boy, they hit the jackpot.

Will you let me
talk to them? No, I'm gonna do it.

Would you excuse
us for a second? No.

It's okay. Um, David knows.

Val, I know what

you went through; you
didn't do anything wrong.

A jury may not
see it that way.

I'm gonna tell them.

If you do,
you could spend

the rest of your
life in jail.

I'm in jail now.

No, you're not.

Not even close.

Shut that band down, miss,

or you're
under arrest.

Yeah, we'll
do it. I got it.

Uh...

there's one other thing.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Hey.

God, I woke up, I didn't
even know where I was.

New home, big hangover,
bad combination.

I can't believe you
stayed here all night.

Yeah, me neither.

Ow!
Come here.

Let me see.

Oh, it's fine.

Yeah, it's fine.
It's just, it's a burn.

God, you're gonna
make it worse.

I guess I do that a lot, huh?

Yeah, well, why don't you
stop doing it?

My first AA
meeting's tonight.

You're gonna go with
a hangover-- how appropriate.

I'm really out of here.

I'm sorry I ruined your date.

Will you please
take tonight seriously?

Of course.

And every day after that, okay?

Sure.

Look, Matt, I know Val, okay?

She might have chickened out
last night,

but she's gonna do it.

Now, isn't there
some way we can--

I don't know--
intervene legally, something?

Turning herself in

may be stupid,
and it may be self-destructive,

but it's not illegal.

Do you know anyone

she'd listen to?

No.

I mean, no one who might not
make things worse.

Well, at this point,
I don't think that's possible.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah, sure.

Actually, it happens
more than you think,

people having
sex in there.

Hey!

It's a refrigerator.

We got locked in,
that's all.

Yeah, "Wham bam,
thank you, ma'am,"

that's not exactly
my style.

You thought that was

"Wham bam, thank
you, ma'am?"

What? You thought
it was meaningful?

Please, in your dreams.

Besides, I don't want people
blabbering all over town, okay?

Well, if there is a ghost,

he's had more than
a few X-rated nights.

Yo, bro, there was
no sex, okay?

Nothing happened.

Nothing meaningful, anyway.

We slept in our
clothes, all right?

Shirt's on
inside out.

Well...

We'll take it.

Great. Which one?

All of them.

Oh, Tom, that's
too much.

There's no such thing
as too much.

Especially in Paris.

You're going to Paris?

London, Madrid-- doesn't matter.

We don't really have
an itinerary.

Itinerary?

I thought you were
doing a movie.

You must be
the boyfriend.

Yeah.

Who are you?

I'll be in the car.

Nice meeting you.

I can explain.

What's there to explain?

You lied.

Again.

It's not the way
it looks.

Some rich mama's boy

is taking you to Paris--
what am I missing?

I came to this town
for two reasons, David:

fame and fortune.

I didn't get fame.

No, not in a month.

So I'm taking

my shot at fortune,
unless you think

I should keep taking off my top
in photo shoots.

Seems to be

my only other option.

You mean, besides prostitution?

I'm sorry you see it that way.

Stay.

I can't.

Valerie.

Don't.

Mom.

David called me.

He told me
what you're planning to do.

You can't.

No, I have to.

I could've stopped it.

I could've left him.

It's my fault he's dead,
not yours.

It was an accident, you know?

But I wanted to kill him.

He hurt me that much.

I know that.

And I know

you can never forgive me
for knowing.

But I-I couldn't stand
thinking about what he...

What I did to you.

After I shot him, I...

I didn't run, I-I didn't scream.

Just stood there
and watched him die.

He was your father.

I know you loved him.

I hated him.

I know that, too.

You've been confusing
the two ever since.

It wasn't your fault.

None of it.

I'm so sorry.

I forgive you.

Whatever you think
you've done,

I forgive you.

Now, please, I beg you...

forgive yourself.

Okay.

Well, all of the airlines
require picture identification.

So that's it?

I'm trapped?

I'm really sorry.

Kelly, it's Matt Durning.

Donna's not here.

I know. She asked me to come by

and see you
and Leah.

All right, I've got a friend
who can help Leah disappear.

What? How?

He's a forger,

I got him off on
a technicality,

he owes me a favor.

I'll get you
all the new forms

of identification
you're gonna need.

How does your client

feel about this?

Well, ignorance is bliss.

I'll never be able
to thank you enough.

And I will never be
able to understand you.

Couldn't you be
disbarred for this?

Well, you got your good risks
and you got your bad.

And why are you
gambling now?

Let's just say
I like to sleep at night.

Besides, it's no gamble.

I was never here.

Okay?

Okay?
All right.

I'll wait outside
while you pack your things.

Let's pack.

Mm.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry about last night.

Well, you should be.

I told you I was confused.

And it hurts just the same.

So how's
the ghost story coming?

Uh, it's coming.

Janet, we're okay
with what happened

in the refrigerator, right?

Uh, yeah... yeah.

I mean, it-it was one of those,
those freak things, you know?

Yeah.

Like a result of
unique circumstances.

Yeah. You know, we reacted
just like anyone else would've.

Exactly.

You know, I-I believe that,
that the need to reproduce

in the face of death is,
like, genetically encoded.

Yeah, definitely instinctual.

It's animal reflex.

Not even worth
mentioning, really.

Earthquake.
Earthquake.

It's open.

Hi.

Hey.

Leah got her IDs.

She and her daughter
are on their way.

I just thought
you should know.

Well, thank you.

I was wrong about you.

I didn't take it personally.

I did.

Well, that's because you're
passionate about your position.

I admire that.

And to you, it was just a job?

Well, look,

theory and practice sometimes
gets severely mixed up.

Like, in theory, Lenny deserved
the best possible defense...

But in reality, he...

What he did was indefensible.

Exactly.

So you just got
a little mixed up.

What?

As I recall, you came here
to, uh, apologize.

Oh.

Yeah.

I'm just...

Passionate?

Yeah, very.

And I admire that a lot.

Hi.

I'm Stan, and I'm an alcoholic.

Hi, Stan.

I haven't had a drink in three-and-a-half weeks.

Feels like about
three-and-a-half years.

I still think about
drinking all the time.

But I'm learning
to cope with those urges,

thanks to the support
of my family

and of course
all of you here.

I'm taking each day
one at a time.

I know I'm gonna make it.