All language subtitles for Equal Justice s02e01 Separate Lives.eng

[knocking on door]

Hi.

Hi.

-Is this a bad time?
-No, no. Come in.

How are you?

Fine. How are you?

Arnold has asked
to see us in his office.

Yeah, I got the message.

"Asked" wasn't exactly the word.

11:30.

-Gene...
-[door opens]

Mr. Rogan, there's an
Officer Boyce here to see you.

I just left a wake
of one hell of a cop.

His widow. She says,
"What's happening?"

So, what do I tell her?

What, that the tramp
that assaulted her old man is back on the street?

We released Kim Thomas
and cleared her of charges

in the death of Officer Branch.

I work the worst division
in this city.

You guys don't have
your heads in the toilet, we do!

We hand you a killer.
So, what do you do? You go fishing for openers.

Every man in that division--

We're not interested
in every man in the division.

A whore killed that cop!

She's a nut!

Cocaine, heroin...

Hell, she could
hardly even walk!

You said she ran.

You said you saw her
running away from the alley

the night Branch was killed.

[sighs] What is
this righteous crap?

You trying to make
a move on me?

Got anything you want
to talk about?

Now, you're pluckin' people
out of thin air, huh?

You fumigate this place
every week?

Next time you come in here,
I'd bring a lawyer.

Hey, you take your best shot.

[scoffs]

[door slams]

?Living in a real world?

?We try to rise above?

?All we see, searching for
something to believe?

?One day, you'll find
you can make a life?

?That's worth living through?

?If you are living
for the truth?

?All that we're trying
to win?

?Feels like a mountain
to climb?

?We can make it over
over time?

?Hold on?

?Hold on?

?We can make it over
over time?

?Hold on?

?Hold on?

?We can make it over
over time??

[indistinct chatter]

[Julie] Do you believe this?

She's gotta be crazy.

$400 for a bridesmaid's dress
in pink?

Julie, you gotta do it.

It's your cousin.
You get to go home.

Oh, yeah.
A long weekend in the DMZ.

I spent my teens
dreaming how to get out.

There was only one decent guy
in that town.

His name was Cuddy Collard.

He got wasted
in a hunting accident,

picking up his gun
by its barrel.

[Jo Ann] He got shot
in the heart?

That's not what got wasted.

Oh. Oh...

[sighs]

[sighs]

-Hey. Morning, Briggs.
-[knocks on door]

[Briggs] You know
what it's like to be alone?

To be unwanted,
to be...

unloved. [sighs]

Hm, this doesn't even
matter to you, does it?

Ha! I know your kind.

You inflatable.

Why don't you just go
on over to their side?

I don't even care.
Don't even care.

[Julie] Briggs.

What?

Briggs, I just thought
you might wanna know

they're planning
a surprise birthday party for you this Friday.

Oh. Why are we telling this?

Oh, because I wanted
to ruin it for you.

Well, I thought
you had this.

I come in, I hear
it's a whole new world.

Now, it's cop kills cop.

I get a message that
you kicked that woman loose.

I got the police commission,
got the PBA.

What the hell is going on?

You want us to hold her?
She's not guilty.

We've got an eyewitness.

Right. The word
of a 14-year-old whore

against that
of a decorated police officer.

The testimony of the man
who saw the girl with Boyce.

And Boyce's history
with prostitutes, especially young ones.

Arnold, there's also
the forensics and the medical examiner's report.

They not only
contradict Boyce's story regarding the shooting,

they completely absolve Branch
of any sexual activity the night he was killed.

So Boyce is your man.

A uniform.

There's always somebody
who slips through.

You can count on this girl?

She's comin' in this afternoon.
She's rough. She's straight.

But I don't want to soften that.

That's what I want
the grand jury to see.

If her story holds,
she'll sell.

I don't want you
to arrest this guy and not make your case.

So let's go for indictment
before arrest.

And keep away from the press
until we know what we've got.

Mm-hmm. That's fine.
I'll see you at 3:00. Okay.

-Gene--
-Boss, we're gonna need a continuance.

-On Harman's case?
-Okay, come by my office after lunch.

-[man] Good.
-We gotta talk.

I know. I wanna
talk to you, too.

What time does Finny come in?

She's gonna be in my office
in about a half an hour.

I can't make that.
Let me know how it goes.

I gotta talk to Mike
about the Simons case.

-[Linda] Gene.
-What?

Please, don't do this.

We've got to talk.

I know. We will.

I got to go.

[sighs]

Case 1754590.

-The People v. Tilt.
-What's going on?

Ogden Taverner
for the defendant, Your Honor.

-ADA Brigman for the People.
-I have an application.

-[Judge Jones] Which is?
-My client was picked up on Your Honor's bench warrant.

She didn't show before because
she went into premature labor.

I ask you, release her
on OR, Your Honor.

The woman is about
to give birth.

She... is only charged
with extortion.

She's not been charged
with a violent crime.

She has seven children
who are here and for whom she is the sole support.

The newborn child will have
to be taken away at birth.

-She can't have...
-[Jo Ann] Briggs.

-...custody of a baby in jail.
-[Briggs] Not now!

Uh, Your Honor,
may I have a moment, please?

Hmm.

[sighs] Harris,
what are you doing?

-What do you want?
-Briggs.

The woman, the defendant,
she's wearing a pillow under her dress.

Look at these kids.

Look at them.

None of their noses match.

There is no way
that these kids are related to each other.

-Briggs, I'm trying
to tell you something. -[seductive music plays]

Will you listen to me?

Briggs, they're rented.

[mouthing] Hi.

[chuckles]
Thank you, Ms. Harris.

-Thank you, Mr. Brigman.
-Very kind.

-Excuse me.
Thank you, Your Honor. -[Judge Jones] Mm-hmm.

Your Honor, if I may,

I agree with the assertions
that counsel has posed.

In fact, I strongly
recommend the release

of any woman
eight and a half months pregnant under this charge.

However... I suggest
the matron verify this woman's condition.

I don't see why
that's necessary, Your Honor.

Unless she can produce
seven different fathers

for each of these little tots.

Application withdrawn.

Application denied.
Bail is $20,000.

[chuckles]

As for you, sir,
let's consider public flogging.

Next!

[man] Case number 95-3612,

-People v. Johnson.
-Hmm.

What do you mean,
what do I think?

Hey, it's your birthday.
Friday night, huh?

What do you say?
You and me, little Pendovian place.

Gotta go along with
the green in the meat, though.

[sighs] Searls.

You can scam all those
live young nubiles

down in Records all you want.

-Don't try to con
a wise old fox. -[clicks tongue]

[seductive music plays]

Got a bed for her
at the adolescent center. She's in semi-isolation.

-How'd she come out
of infirmary? -Gonorrhea.

We have her
on a course of penicillin.

-Fourteen years old.
-Part of life's trip.

What about her family?

She claimed her last name
was McCullough, that proved to be true.

She's from Greenville, Nevada.
I spoke to her mother.

She doesn't wanna have
anything to do with her. She hung up on me.

She's begging, borrowing,
stealing quarters for the payphone.

-Her pimp?
-Five times a day.

-Bring her in.
-Okay.

-Finny?
-[telephone rings]

[Linda] Thank you, matron.
That's fine.

Hey, Finny. How you doin'?

Can I get you anything? Soda?

Don't make a big deal about it.

How's the center?

I hate it.

That's understandable.

-Can I go to the bathroom?
-No.

You just went.
Stay where you are.

Why don't we
take care of this?

We'll see if we can
do something about the center.

-Can I make a phone call?
-No.

Finny, we're gonna go over
what you told Mr. Rogan and me yesterday,

and then we're going
to discuss it.

We're going to grand jury
day after tomorrow.

I'm not gonna tell you
to say anything that you don't remember.

[chuckles]
I got nothin' to tell.

I don't know nothin'
about anything.

-Finny--
-I made it all up. Can I go now?

Finny, we sat
in Mr. Rogan's office,

and you told us
exactly what happened,

how Officer Branch was shot
and killed by Officer Boyce.

Yeah, well, you can forget it.

Who have you
been talking to? Your pimp?

What did he tell you?

I don't know.
What'd he tell you?

Finny, I have got a murder,
and you are part of it.

Let the cops shoot each other
all day long.

Let them shoot their mothers!

There's going to be a trial,
you are going to testify.

-When you're in hell.
-Take her back to the center.

No, wait a minute!
I don't have to go back.

I didn't do anything!

I get to go!
You don't need me!

-Take her back.
-[screams] No, you can't do this!

[indistinct screaming]

Matron! Matron!

[screaming] Let go of me!

Let go! Let go!

Let go of me! Let go!

I'm not going back!

Let go of me!
Let go of me!

I'm gonna call the police
and tell them you're crazy.

-You're crazy! Crazy!
-[exhales]

There's a cassock
the church gave Brian to wear.

It's missing three buttons.

[Gene] A cassock?

Yes, he's studying
to be an altar boy.

This Friday night mass
will be his first time.

If you can make it.

Of course I can make it.

What do you mean,
"If I could make it"?

I'm gonna have to go down
to the fabric store to find a button to match this.

Maybe I could do that for you.

-[distant barking]
-[Jesse] Excuse me?

You know, slip out during lunch.

Save you a trip downtown.

[chuckles] Why all of a sudden?

It's not all of a sudden.

What do you mean
"All of a sudden"?

Well, I guess I've just
lowered my sight some lately.

Jesse...

I took Katie to the dance.

You showed up
at the dance, Gene.

She said she understood.

Daughters can be very forgiving.

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to tell you that
I feel like hell about it.

I believe you.

I believe that you do things

and then you feel
like hell about it.

[Jesse sighs]

What? What is it?

Open it.

The ballet.

Yeah. Tenth row, center,
Tuesday night.

[sighs]

No, Gene.
I'm sorry, but I...

I made plans Tuesday night.

-Plans?
-Yeah.

I've been thinking about it,
and, um...

I've decided that
I'd like to go back

and maybe get
my teaching degree.

So I registered in classes
and I'll be in school.

You've...

When did you decide this?

Well, you know,
I've been thinking about it a long time.

You never said
anything about this.

I'm saying it right now.

[inhales]
That's what you want?

-Yes. I want to go--
-[Katie] Mom!

I can't find my algebra book.

[Jesse] Katie, I told you
to look underneath the couch.

[Katie] I looked.

[sighs]

[Jesse] If you would just
put your things where I told you to put them.

You know, that's why
we bought you the desk.

Now, I'm tired of always
having to find your things for you.

[indistinct chatter]

Police!

What the hell is this?
Somebody robbin' my building?

My name is Linda Bauer.

I'm with
the district attorney's office.

They should be tryin'
to rob you.

You the one with the money.

-[Linda] What's your name?
-Me?

-Ernie Pearl?
-[Ernie] You sure?

You know this girl?

Look, let me
tell you somethin', all right?

I'd never remember a face.

If there was somethin'
about the body...

-I'd remember--
-Say "So long", Ernie.

All right. Come on, man.

I'm just a tourist attraction.

No guns, no knife, no violence.

No, you just make a living
off 14-year-old girls.

They found a lost kid frozen
on a rooftop last winter.

He'll tell you.
She was 15 years old.

That does not happen
to my girl.

So, what'd you
tell her, Ernie?

Don't testify against a cop,
It'll cause you trouble on the street?

Hey, Eleanor!
You look beautiful, baby.

Beautiful!

That's Eleanor.

Contributing to
the delinquency of a minor.

I want him arrested.

All right, all right,
all right.

Let's talk.

You tamper with this witness

and her value to this case
in any way,

you call her,
you speak to her,

if I even sense resistance
coming from you,

you come anywhere
near this girl again,

I personally will
come after you

and see that you are
put in company you do not want to be in.

-Finny?
-Yeah, Finny.

All right, well, let me
tell you something about Finny, all right?

You can put her
in a grave for all I care.

Can't tell her from the corpses
for what she offers to a John.

I'm just trying to help
out a poor, pathetic kid.

Take her. She ain't nothin'
but a stone around my neck.

What have you got
that's so special against my client, huh?

He's breathing.

Uh, would you excuse me
for a minute?

Briggs, I'm talking to you!

-Briggs!
-Uh, excuse me. Excuse me.

Uh, miss?

You. [chuckles]

-Uh, your glove.
-Yes.

-I thought that
you might want... -Thank you.

-...uh, it back.
-[chuckles]

[both chuckle]

Uh... uh... Brigman--
Uh, Briggs.

-Joy.
-That's lovely.

Um, can I, uh, ask you...

What are you doing here?
I mean, I...

[chuckles] keep
seeing you around here with these lawyer types.

-Uh, I'm doing research.
-Research?

I was thinking
an article, a novel.

-You're a writer?
-I was thinking of being one.

[telephone ringing]

Um, I was in court yesterday.

Ah. I saw you.

And I was listening.

How could you have possibly
known what you knew?

Well, um, experience.

[chuckles]
You're being modest.

No, no, really.

Still...

-[telephone rings]
-[indistinct chatter]

Well...

-Um, is, uh...
-Yes?

...lunch totally,
uh, impossible?

It is.

[chuckles] Of course.

But I am free tomorrow.

Oh. Oh, terrific! Terrific.

Um, well, I know a terrific,
uh, place, uh, Pasquale's.

Say, uh, one o'clock?

Terrific. I'll meet you there.

Oh, um, your, uh, glove.

Keep it.

Briggs? Briggs?

Mm? Oh.

Don't touch me!

Just don't touch me.

We have a report
you've been fighting with some of the girls.

If you think you're gonna
leave me in that dump,

you're wrong.

What am I busted for?

You're not busted.

Dump all of your stuff
onto the table? [scoffs]

That's busted.

[Linda] Why don't you and I
get out of here?

I'm gonna take her to the mall,
buy her something special.

Just like my pimp
does for me?

I am not like your pimp.

All you want's my testimony.

You make things right
with Ernie, and I'll do what you want.

That's the deal.

I'm in no position
to bargain, Finny, and neither are you.

I don't have
a choice about that.

Do you understand?

You're both the same.

[Linda] No, we are not the same.

You are gonna testify,

because it's the right thing
to do.

I don't want anything
from you.

You scared him.

You went to him.
You told him to back off.

Now, you make things
right with him.

You think he cares about you?

Do you?

Yes, he cares.

[Ernie on recorder]
All right, well, let me tell you

You can put her
in a grave for all I care.

Can't tell her
from the corpses for what she offers to a John.

I'm just trying to help out
a poor, pathetic kid.

Take her. She ain't nothin'
but a stone around my neck.

[growls] You bitch!

[Linda] He doesn't care
if you've got gonorrhea

or syphilis or AIDS,

just as long as
you keep working.

He doesn't care about
six months from now.

All he's interested in is that
you are out there every night from 6:00 until 2:00

till there's no more business,
just keep putting money in his pocket.

[softly] Get me outta here.

Finny, where are you gonna go?

Back to a Boyce?
Or an Ernie?

Till there's nothing left
of you to sell?

Till you end up pumped
full of heroin in some alley?

I am not gonna
let that happen to you.

Do you understand me? Finny.

[sighs] There's nothing
to go back to, honey.

There's nothing left.

[footsteps approaching]

"Criminal possession,
obscure references."

How is it?

It's obscure.

How'd it go
with Finny's pimp?

He cut her loose, under threat.

And what about the girl?

I removed her supports.

I got her off the street,
took away her pimp.

Now I just have to build her up.

Tomorrow morning,
it's on the line.

If she flip-flops again...

We'll get her indictment.

I'm gonna need
a couple detectives

to round up the girls
who've agreed to testify.

-Where are you on this?
-What?

You weren't with me
when I interviewed Finny, when I spoke to her pimp.

-You don't need me every minute.
-Arnold put us on this case.

With specific
and separate functions.

-Now, if you can't
handle yours alone-- -You're a coward.

What is this?

[softly] I know
what I felt with you the other night.

And I know you felt it, too.

-I didn't dream it.
-Linda.

This is the library.
We're in a very public place.

It's where I have to go
to talk to you,

because you don't have
the guts to face me alone.

[whispers] I'm sorry.

I cannot explain
what happened.

It never should have happened.

You're a liar.

And you're a coward.

It was a kiss, Linda.
It was just a kiss.

Let's not...

take it out of that room
or beyond that night.

Gene, I'm not trying to ruin
your family, to ruin your life.

But don't tell me that
you don't think about me.

Linda, we're friends.

We are friends.

We've been friends
for a very long time.

I've always loved you.

I didn't know that.

Of course you've known it.

You've always known
how I felt about you.

And you know
how you feel, too.

-Just say it.
-Linda.

Tell me you don't love me.

[whispers] I don't.

I don't love you.

[door closes]

[Gene] I'm home.

[slow music playing]

Jesse?

Jess?

Hi, Mom.
Are the kids with you?

No, I just got home.
I got a note.

Where's Jesse?

School?

Yeah. No, no.
She did tell me. Yeah.

Uh, no. No, thanks.

She... She left some food.

I'll just come over
and pick up the kids.

Oh, she is? Okay.

Um, all right.

Well, then I guess
I'll just see them when they get home.

Okay.

Um, I'll call you
this weekend.

Yeah. Bye.

[Briggs] He's in there.

And I just-- I-I smashed
into the door.

[smacks] Boom. That's it.

-You did?
-Yeah.

"Son, you don't want to kill
an innocent woman. Come on.

Come on.
Hand me the gun."

[gasps] You said that?

-[chuckles] Yeah. Yeah.
-[gasps]

[sighs] Oh, boy. I... Gee.

I never-- I never, uh...

I never told anyone that.

Oh, that is so great.

It's so daring.

Oh, yeah, but...

[sighs] It could get you on
a bubble gum card.

[laughing]

[Joy] Oh.

-[sighs]
-Which-- Um...

[stammers] My...

Um, tomorrow-- My...
Tomorrow is my birthday.

And, um, I know a terrific
little French bistro.

It's
tres... It's--

-No. Not the bistro.
-Okay.

I'm staying at
the St. Anthony Hotel.

Room 1738,
9:00 p.m. tomorrow night.

Room service.

Don't plan to leave early.

Why?

[chuckles softly]

All I want you to do in there
is look at me, Finny.

If you don't
understand a question, ask me to repeat it.

But I don't want you
to make up any answers.

You're gonna do wonderfully.

It won't take long.

[indistinct chatter]

-Something's wrong.
-She's scared.

She's not on familiar ground.

Is she freezing up on you?

She doesn't hear.

She doesn't trust.

Look, all she's getting
from the other girls

is that she's gonna get dumped
in some county facility.

-You think she's gonna
balk at testifying? -I don't know.

-You took her through
her testimony. -I don't know, Gene.

I'll meet you inside.

[sighs]

You got no motive.

No evidence.

Prints. Clothing.

You got nothin'...

except for some sleazy hooker
for a witness.

Listen to me.

[softly] Just hear me out.

I got 13 years in.

I am locked in where I'm at.

There are not gonna be
promotions for me.

I got a bad rap
down at the division.

Ain't that gonna be
enough for you? Huh?

Is that what you told
Sergeant Branch's widow?

I am not a lunatic
with a gun.

-Look, that's what's so terrible
about this whole thing. -Don't.

-Look, the guy,
he went for his revolver-- -Don't.

-I was scared, Rogan.
-Boyce.

They will kill me in prison.

You know that.
They'll cut me up.

Don't say any more,
Boyce. I mean it. It's for your own good.

-Don't make me
a witness against you. -Rogan.

-Get a lawyer.
-Rogan, you got to hear me.

Look, I got a family.

I got a little boy, nine,
and a little girl, seven.

I mean, if you just saw 'em--
I got pictures.

I got-- Here.

I, uh... Here, just look.
Look at 'em.

Look at 'em.

My wife... I go home at night,
and it is like God walked in.

I'm all they got in the world.

You got to know
what that's like.

[softly] I'm all they got.

[indistinct chatter]

It's his first time
at being an altar boy.

[Katie] You put them
on the little tray.

When do you bring
the wine up to the altar?

[Brian] After I wash
the priest's hands with the water.

No, before you
bring the water.

The priest washes
his hands, not you.

[Brian] I bring the wine.

Dad, this is going
to be embarrassing.

He's going to be awful.

I don't even want to be there.

It's just reversed, Brian.

-Okay, that's what I said.
-[Katie] Dad, tell him.

I think I remember this. Uh...

He's going to be awful.

First thing you bring,
the chalice, right?

No! You don't
touch the chalice.

The priest holds the chalice.

-[Brian] That's what I said.
-That isn't.

-I think I remember this.
-[Katie] Mom!

[stomps] Who's serving the mass?

-[Brian] Why?
-If it's Father O'Melven,

after he gives
the sign of the peace, get out of his way.

He can't wait
to shake everybody's hand.

Stand in his way,
he'll step on you.

Katie, help me set the table.

[chuckles]

Brian, it's time
for your homework.

[indistinct conversation]

[Linda] We don't have
a case, Gene.

Finny has run away.

[Gene] We've got
an indictment,

so that gives us
a little breathing room.

We don't have
our witness anymore. She's gone.

We'll find her.
We got the detectives out. We found her before.

-We will find her.
-What makes you think we can hold on--

She's 14. She does not have
the right to be on the street.

-We can't keep her locked up.
-If I have to keep her under custody, I will.

-What kind of custody?
-I will declare her a person--

[Gene sighs]

Can't we get past this?

Past it?

We haven't even dealt with it.

Where are we, Gene?

I just want to know.

Okay.

You're right.

I lied.

[sighs]

Yes, I have feelings for you.

Yes, the kiss meant
something to me.

Yes, it was exciting
for me, too.

And I liked it.

I feel all those things.

You walk into the room
sometimes, and...

[sighs] Yeah, I think about it.

I make love to other men
and I think of you.

Every man I go out with,
I compare to you.

It's not gonna happen
with us, Linda. It can't.

I've been with Jesse 15 years.

I love my wife.
I love my family.

-Gene, I know.
-You don't.

You don't know.

[sighs] You can't.

[sighs]

They're my life, Linda.

I am in love with Jesse.

I care for her more than
anyone else in the world,

Although I obviously
have not made that clear enough,

not even to myself.

Oh, God.

You are one of
the dearest friends I have in the world.

I never wanna lose that.

Neither do I.

Let's give the detectives
a couple of days,

see if they can find her.

Okay.

You want me
at Boyce's arraignment?

No, I can handle it.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Tomorrow's Saturday.

[door opens]

-[sighs]
-[door closes]

[romantic music playing]

Your hair, it's lovely.

Olivier Claire set.

Your gown is, um...

By Ruskin and Von Ernst.

Off the rack at Morgandale's.

So...

[speaks in French]

Three minutes, gentle cycle,
fashion rinse.

Unboxed for you
with five bucks, tops.

I listen to stupid little voices
in the cubicles down the hall

and the unimportant patter
of little feet running off to their trial rooms.

[Joy] Mmm. And you?

So... [chuckles]

David Niven.

[chuckles]

Where do I begin?

Decisions, decisions.

[Briggs] Nirvana.

The opening wedge.

Ambrosia.

Enjoy. Oh, yes, enjoy.

[chuckles]

"Happy birthday, Briggs,
from the courthouse cretins."

-[all] Surprise!
-[all cheering]

[party horn blowing]

?For he's a jolly good fellow?

?For he's a jolly good fellow?

?For he's a jolly good fellow?

?Which nobody can deny??

[all cheering]

[indistinct chatter]

[door closes]

Well, how did you like it?

I never did anything
like that to you.

Oh, no?

How about half
the ADAs in the bureau

peering through a eyehole
watching me undress in my office?

And how about the ad
you put in the newspaper

for half the perverts in town
to call my number?

Why, Briggs?
What the hell does it all mean to you, for God's sake?

They were jokes, Julie.

Well, this was a joke.

I'm sick of it, you know?

You're a sexist.
You're a misogynist.

You are...
the most infuriating person I have ever met.

Besides that?

Briggs, why don't you
just grow up?

[scoffs] Grow up?

Oh, boy.

[sighs]

Briggs, um,
there's a party out there, and everybody's waiting.

Why don't we just,
uh, go out there?

I don't want to, Julie.

I've just made
a fool out of myself

in front of
all of those people.

And I don't want
to go back out there.

Briggs, everybody
knows you're sick, and nobody cares.

Briggs. Truce?

Say, um...
you got food coming?

-Deli.
-Oh.

-So, lox?
-And latkes.

It's lat-kes.

Lat-kes.

We gonna do this again?

Are you?

Of course.

Likewise.

-[all] Hey.
-[person 1] Hey, Briggs.

-Happy birthday.
-[party horn blows]

[indistinct chatter]

[Brian] Mom, I gotta get there.

No sneakers.
Wear your black shoes.

-And go to the bathroom, please.
-[Brian groans]

[Jesse sighs]

-You look very
beautiful tonight. -Gene.

No, really, you do.

Gene, don't, please.

Not now, please.

Look...

I know that
I'm not here a lot.

I know how you feel about that,
and I don't blame you.

But sometimes, it's very hard.

-Gene, please.
-I will make adjustments.

I will. It's not that
I want to miss things with you and the kids,

but please stop
punishing me for it.

It's not only about that.

Well, what is it all about?

I don't know
if I like myself anymore.

I don't know
if you like me anymore,

but the problem is
that I don't know if I like myself anymore.

[sighs]

-You've never said that.
-I know.

-Okay, listen.
-No, no, please.

It isn't anything that
you can apologize for

or explain away
or fix with a phone call.

[sighs]

You've a terribly
exciting mistress, Gene.

A what?

Your work.

I feel inadequate
when measured against it,

especially since you choose it
over me again and again.

[groans] Oh, Jesse.

We talk about what
we're going to do in our lives.

It's not my life.

There's no "we"
anymore, Gene. It's you. It's your life.

And I don't know anything
about that stuff.

I'm not a part of that.

It's you. It's yours.

And you do it, and I feel like
I'm in competition with it.

And I can't compete.

I've tried. I keep... [shudders]

I've tried, Gene.

I cannot compete.

I just... I'm sorry.

-[telephone rings]
-[indistinct chatter]

-What happened?
-She went out, or tried to.

She was a pariah
after testifying.

Nobody in the street
would touch her.

-Where did they find her?
-In an alley. She OD'd on crack.

[Finny] I'm scared.

[shuddering]

[softly] I know.

I know.

You're hurt.

You're alone.
You don't have anybody.

-I know how frightening
that can be. -[thunder rumbles]

But you know others
will come into your life...

and replace what you see
as an impossible loss.

-Which, it's not.
-[cries softly]

Because there was
nothing there for you anyway.

-[sniffles]
-One day, you'll believe me.

Not now, which is okay.

I'm here.

And I won't let go.

[sniffles]

I promise.

[choral music plays]

[priest] For these
and all our intentions...

let us pray to the Lord.

[all] Lord, hear our prayer.

[priest] Blessed are you,
Lord God of all creation.

Through your goodness,
we have this bread to offer,

which Earth hath given
and human hands have made.

It will become for us
the bread of life.

[all] Blessed be God forever.

[priest] By the mystery
of this wine and water,

we share
in the mystery of Christ

who humbled himself
to share in our humanity.

Blessed are you,
Lord God of all creation.

Through your goodness,
we have this wine to offer.

Through the vine
and work of human hands,

it will become
our spiritual drink.

[all] Blessed be God forever.

[priest] Lord God,
we ask you to receive us

and be pleased with
the sacrifice we offer you,

with humble
and contrite hearts.

Lord, help us
to resist temptation

by our Lenten works
of charity and penance.

By this sacrifice,
may we be prepared

to celebrate the death
and resurrection of Christ our Savior,

and be cleansed from sin
and renewed in spirit.

-We ask this through
Christ our Lord. Amen. -[all] Amen.

[theme music playing]

[roaring]

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