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Fuck, fuck.

Come on.

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Yeah, kinda hard for her

to get the license and registration

from inside the trunk, Karl.

No. No, no, no.

Y'all had two goddamn
days to find this asshole

and you don't have jack or shit,

so you'll pardon my lack of patience.

No. No, no, Karl. No, Karl.

Why don't we just send you a
postcard while we're at it, right?

No, you don't worry about
where the hell we are, okay?

You just worry about findin' this shitbag

so I can take my goddamn wife home.

Lord God, what are you doin', son?

Didn't you see the sign?

Well... here.

_

How could I miss it?

Well, I don't know what
you need a sign for,

any-damn-way.
Look at it.

I guess it just got away from me.

The thing is so much work.

Well...

when was the last time
you had your pump checked?

Hell if I know.

Why? Is that what's causing it
to look like radioactive piss?

Be my guess.

Well...

I'll...

Hey, there! I'm comin'.

God damn these people.

Stop running!

Mac...?

Mac?

Jesus.

You okay?

Can we go home yet?

No. Soon, though.

Roxanne, it's Joni.

No, I'm sick as a dog.

Yeah, I think it's a stomach bug.

I'm sorry. I think I'll be back

in fightin' shape by tomorrow.

Oh, well, I will have to try that.

Okay. Thanks, Roxanne.

I will. Bye.

Got you this.

Spitz is swimmin' later.

I got you some potato skins.

That's the best they have for breakfast.

Got some Niblets.

...three rounds of boxing.

Miller in the blue trunks...

light blue for the United States

and Cardin in the white
top for the Canadians.

So, are we safe here?

Of course.

How can you say that for sure?

'Cause we are.

Okay.

And what about the man who abducted me

and held me prisoner?

What does he want?

I don't know.

Don't lie to me, Mac. You do know.

Whoever gave us the car and the guns,

- you don't know who that is?
- The less you know, the better, Joni.

God forbid we actually call
the police whose job it is

- to catch the bad guys.
- I told you we can't do that.

- Why?! Why can't we call...
- You don't talk to me for two days,

suddenly you want every
single fuckin' detail, Joni?

That one-legged psycho is still out there

- and he could find us.
- This motel is five hours away

from anywhere that that
shitbag would be looking for us.

Okay? And there's one
on-ramp to the south of us

and there's 600 yards
clear view to the north.

I got eyes on every single
car comes through here,

every single person
checks in or out.

"That one-legged psycho,"

if he hasn't been eaten
by some goddamn gator,

fled to Mexico, you know.

He's just a lunatic looking for money.

He's got no idea.

There's absolutely no chance
that he'll find us here.

What about answers?

- What?
- He said he wanted answers.

Well, I don't have any answers to give him.

How about why you were
there the night Arthur died?

You told me you were out all
night with your friend Patterson.

Whatever, uh, Arthur
got himself involved in,

that's what got him killed.

And this guy thinks that I
know something that I don't.

You understand me?

We're gonna be fine. Okay?

It looks like they're going.

That's it. That's it.

A victory for the American
Miller, in the first round.

Come on, Tommy. Where you takin' me now?

Just give me a minute, Verne.

Seriously, where are
we goin'? I'm starvin'.

I said, gimme a minute. God, man.

Tommy? Tommy! Fuckin' asshole.

Mrs. Conway?

Mrs. Conway, it's Detective Tommy Olsen.

Mrs. Conway?

All units, all units, code two,

- 10-56.
- Gotta go, Tommy.

- I'm comin'.
- Tommy!

God damn it, Verne.
I said I'm comin'.

You think I don't know
whose house this is?

I think you don't know
a lot of things, Verne.

It's that fuckin' Marine's house.

God help us when you get the
taste of blood in your mouth.

- What do we got?
- Family murder-suicide on Danny Thomas.

Better "Make Room for Daddy."

_

The guy's pump is fucked.

I think he's got bigger
problems than a pool pump.

- How's your shoulder?
- It hurts.

Hey, you remember when we went

to the, uh, state fair?

Hmm? I won you that, uh...

that goldfish. What did we...

what did we name him?

"Mr. Goldfish."

That was creative.

I ate all that goddamn cotton candy

and threw up all over the place

and all the way home.

All over the comforter and...

and, uh...

you took really good care of me.

Shame she's gotta work on Labor Day.

Should be home with her family.

If I was home, I'd be working on Labor Day.

Well, you shouldn't have had to
gotten a job at a newspaper, anyway.

You didn't need that pressure on you.

I like working at the newspaper.

- Doesn't mean you should've had to.
- Why?

What does it matter if I'm happy?

Well, what if we'd had kids?

'Cause room 20

at the Sunnyside Motel
in Huntsville, Arkansas

is a perfect place to raise a child.

Right?

Right. Yeah.

Like you would've made such
a great fuckin' mother, huh?

Hey, let me give you
a hand with that.

Well, I'd have thought
you'd had toxic shock by now.

Your skin gone clear, your
organs gone liquid or...?

Not yet.

You know anything about this shit?

Well, yeah, I know enough to know

banging it with a hammer's
not gonna fix it, so...

Maybe not. It certainly
makes me feel better, though.

Name's Harlow, Harlow Shapley.

I'm, uh... I'm Sam, Harlow.
It's nice to meet you.

Do you have a...

Fucking asshole!

I hate you, you hear me?!

I hate you!

Joni!

Joni!

Are you running this place all by yourself?

Mostly. I got a couple maids...

Gussie Mae there. I had a high school kid

help me in the office last summer.

I had to let him go 'cause I found
out he was havin' parties in the rooms.

I couldn't really afford
to keep him on, anyway.

Hmm.

So you live here on-site or...?

I got me a palatial Airstream round back.

It's as much space as a
man could want or need.

Aw, apparently I can't do shit right today.

I'm about to give myself
a hernia on this thing.

Hey, it's okay. Let me give you a hand.

You know how? Thank you.

Yeah, it's just a gravity thing.

Damn.

Well, looky here.

Isn't he a cool-lookin' customer?

Excuse me, Sam. I'll be right back.

Howdy.

Well, I'll meet you right inside there.

Jo... Joni.

Joni?

Joni, please, can
we talk about this?

Please, baby.

Joni.

Well, will you at least
let me watch the Olympics?

Joni?

Joni, what are you doing?

Joni, where are you
going? Joni, Joni, Joni.

Joni. Joni, listen to
me. Baby, listen to me.

I can't keep you safe if you leave, honey.

Look at me. Joni, look
at me. Joni, look at me!

Please, baby. I'm sorry.

Okay, baby? I'm sorry. No.

Joni. Joni, no! No, baby!

Come on. Come on!

Fuck you!

Thank you.

Arts and Culture, how
may I direct your call?

One moment, please.

Sorry. So all she's
bringing is the Jell-O salad?

Well, do you think that's fair?

I'm making a chop suey cake

bringing Mamaw's chicken...

Ahem.

Here, I'll have to call you back.

May I help you?

Yes. Detective Brandon Leverenz,

Memphis Police Department.

I'm looking for a Joni Conway.

Oh, Joni isn't here today.

- She called in sick.
- Hmm.

- Did she call in this mornin'?
- She did.

Mm, ain't that just my luck?

Yes, sir. Is this about Cliff?

Potentially, yes.

- Yeah.
- I can certainly let her know you came by.

No, no, no. That's... that's okay.

I'll... I'll catch up with her.

Say, could I...

I don't mean to be too much trouble,

but it's so darn hot outside.

Can I bother you for
an ice-cold Coca-Cola?

Why, of course.

Just Coke coke?

We got root beer, too.

Root beer would be divine.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

You, my dear, are a life saver.

Well...

Do you have a card or a number

where Joni can reach
you, Detective Leverenz?

Detective?

There we have the
American team preparing...

Mike Stamm, Tom Bruce,

Jerry Heidenreich, and
finally, Mark Spitz.

Phenomenal teammates
they have been...

on this US swim team.

Spitz has been the athlete
to watch out for in this race,

having taken six
gold medals already.

If the Americans can win this race,

it will give Spitz his seventh
gold, setting the record

for most gold medals
achieved by a single athlete.

And they are off and swimming.

Putting up a good fight
right here at the start,

it appears this leg is all about
Stamm and Matthes as predicted.

There's a great deal of weight
placed on Spitz in this race,

but Matthes is in...

...meter backstroke two years ago,

only to have Matthes steal
it back three weeks later.

Matthes in the lead here...

...own world record of 56...

What the fuck is the matter with you?

You can't just run off like that.

Sounds like you were worried.

Yeah, well, I thought

I was never gonna see you again, Joni.

Must've been pretty tough on you

not knowing where I was,

if I was safe or not.

Hell, if I was even alive.

Pretty scary 30 minutes you just had.

What the hell are you talkin' about?

Oh, well, I was gone for half an hour.

You left me for a year.

...quite a svelte
man in his own right,

still in the lead thanks partly

to a phenomenal split...

But he better look out.
American Tom Bruce, UCLA grad...

I didn't have a choice, Joni.

The first tour.

You didn't have a choice the first tour.

The second time you
did have a choice

and you chose to go back and risk your life

- for a...
- No, I didn't.

- You re-enlisted.
- My men needed me!

I needed you!

...shaping up to be a great
race, don't you think, Sandra?

You have any idea what
that was like for me?

All of those nights, not knowing

if at any given moment you
were even alive or not.

Every night on the news,
seeing the body count go up

and wondering if one of
those numbers was you.

Imaginin' you bleedin'
to death in some jungle

or being tortured in some prison.

Every knock at the door,
every time the phone rang,

thinkin'...

"Is this it?

Is this when I find out he's dead?"

And you chose that.

Were you not happy?

Was our life together not enough?

Of course it was.

Of... of course it was,

but when... when Arthur re-enlisted...

it's just...

you don't understand.

What I understand

is that you came home from your first tour

and we bought a house

and you built a pool.

And when you were done buildin' that pool,

you told me you were
leavin', you were going back.

That was it.

So, why don't you make me understand

how our life mattered so much to you

that you went back to war.

My men, my... my brothers, they needed me.

They were over there. They
were over there fightin'

and they were bleedin' and they were dyin'

and then I was in a pool
in my back yard, Joni.

And if they... if they got killed,

if they get hurt and I'm not there,

then... then I... then...

then I failed them.

You know how that makes me feel?

That you would choose these
men over me, your wife?

You didn't need me anymore, Joni.

You'd gotten a job at your fancy newspaper

- I was a secretary.
- And now you're some big-shot writer.

I... I didn't feel like
I was anything, Joni!

I didn't feel like I was doin' anything

and I have to feel like I'm something

to feel like I deserve you.

I wanted you to be proud of me, Joni.

3:48 and 16, that's 3:48 and 16...

Whoa, sorry.

Here.

Let me.

It's just frozen water.
No need to worry on it.

I guess so.

- Where you folks headed?
- Sorry?

You and your husband. What's
your final destination?

Honeymoon. We're just...
we're just on our way through.

Thank you.

Have a good evenin'.

Excuse me.

Can I have a hit of that?

- You ain't no cop, is you?
- No, I am not.

Why, do I seem like one?

Hmm, you either a real good one

or a real shitty one.

I'll tell you what.

How's about I get you a
whole jay of your very own?

I don't have any papers.

Already rolled by yours truly.

- How much?
- Two for five.

- Ah, shit.
- Don't worry about it.

Gimme a second.

Remind the goddamn mayor
who got him in there

when those contracts go out.

Never goddamn mind where I am.

- Where are you?
- Here you go, sweetheart.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

What's the holdup?

Baby, you was on the phone.

Uh-huh. What we got here?

A little "buy one, get one free," eh?

Aw, get on.

She just wanted a little "Shaynie Special."

Yeah, her and me both.

Get on in here.

Gumby?

- Well?
- Uh...

something's chasing me.

Pokey, every time I turn around

you think something's chasing you.

- What is it this time?
- You forgot to latch the door.

It was a pair of feet,

- uh, with legs attached.
- Yes, I did.

Sounds like a case of pantophobia.

And what, pray tell...

You get a pecan roll?

You're afraid of feet, Pokey.

Why, is somethin' makin' you hungry?

...when they start chasing me.

It's all in your head, Pokey.

Shut up, Mac.

Gumby, you're sick.

I only came to tell you

you left some machine on in your workshop.

- I did?
- Mac.

It's making the funniest noise

I ever heard.

"Mac-a-Joni
and cheese."

Remember that?

"Mac-a-Joni and
cheese, please."

Shit.

What?

- You bled through your bandage again.
- Oh.

Mm-hmm. Let me change it.

How did you know?

'Cause last night
there was a full moon.

When it's a full moon,
people start seeing things.

It's all in your head.

You and Pokey have pantophobia.

Panta-who?

Ah, Jesus.

What? Somethin' on me?

Besides some nasty cuts
and dark bruises, no.

He fucked me up pretty bad, huh?

It's gonna sting.

Okay, okay, okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You oughta eat somethin'.

We can talk about it, you know?

Talk about what?

About Cliff.

We have to talk about it.

Go on and eat somethin'.

Beautiful evening, ain't it?

Can't do a damn thing
about the pump till tomorrow

and the water's still drainin'.

I figured I could at least
do somethin' worthwhile.

- You religious?
- Why, you lookin' for a church?

No, it's the music.

- Oh, I can turn that station...
- No. No, you don't.

Bessie Griffin, Spirit of Memphis.

You didn't strike me as the kind of guy

who, uh...

To listen to black folks
sing about the Holy Spirit?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, I was raised Protestant,

but I ain't been inside a
church since my mama died.

I just... that's just the
station comes in clearest up here.

That and some talkin'
Harrys out of Fayetteville

go on and on about how
"McGovern is a fascist."

I had it on in the off-season,
just to break up the quiet.

I just never really turned it off.

Are you religious?

Do I seem religious?

Well, you're wearing
a St. Christopher

and you know all about
Bessie Griffin and whatnot.

Well, I don't think the Higher Power

would have much for me lately.

You know something?

When you're born into this
world and you're screamin'

and you're terrified
and you're pink as gum,

the thing is,

you think it's all for you.

And that feels so good.

But... when you get bigger,

every year there's someone
there to punch you in the gut

and tell you, "No, it ain't about you.

It never was about you. It's just random."

I mean,

I don't need it to be all about me,

but I...

it can't be just random.

Can it?

I'll be honest with you.

That's why I listen
to them boys there

and Bessie Griffin and the
Soul Stirrers, 'cause damn,

they got... conviction.

They got fuckin' conviction.

They know somethin' about somethin'

that I ain't figured out yet.

Well, you got this place and...

that's something.

Yeah.

The "Versailles of northwest Arkansas"

is what I call it.

Well, you're tryin'.

That ain't nothin'.

Hey, hey, there he goes.

'Bout goddamn time.

What you got for me?

The phone company respects
its customers' privacy.

This shit is illegal.

We been doin' "this shit" for years, Billy.

You give me the same
goddamn spiel every time.

That's every incoming
call to the Press-Scimitar

Arts and Culture department yesterday.

Timestamps right there.

No name of who's callin'?

You'll have to call the
phone numbers to find out.

Aw, yeah. You're a real
ace in the hole, Bills.

All right, so, uh,

usual rate?

I don't think so, man. Hundred
doesn't seem like enough.

All right. How much, another 50?

Another hundred.

You're a real tough negotiator, Bills.

Mama didn't raise no fool, you know?

Hi, Roxanne.

Unfortunately, I'm not. Doctor
thinks it's food poisoning.

Yeah, he says it's just gotta
work its way outta my system.

The peace of what have been
called "the serene Olympics"

- was shattered just before dawn this morning...
- Really?

- Was it Detective Olsen?
- ...about 5:00 when Arab terrorists

- armed with submachine guns...
- Okay.

...faces blackened, a couple of them

- disguised as guards...
- Oh, thanks, Roxanne.

- ...or as trash men in the Olympic village...
- I will. You, too. Bye.

climbed the fence, went to the
headquarters of the Israeli team...

Apparently, some other cop
came by work lookin' for me.

...Moshe Weinberg, a coach...
two shots in the head,

- one in the stomach.
- What's goin' on?

They've been holding 14
others hostage since then.

Some terrorists took
Israeli athletes hostage.

What? When?

...but it seems to be confirmed
that another person is dead.

- Last night, I guess.
- German police, of course, are there.

The army is there.

It was a strange, strange thing

in the early morning hours...

...building that we're seeing now,

which is building number 31...

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Did you see this madness?

What do you think's
gonna happen to them?

Eh, hard to say.

Hey, what's the story
with the man in room five?

Hmm? Drives that black Chrysler.

Oh, well, you know, he
checked in yesterday.

I think he's open-ended. I
think he's a salesman of some...

why, is he causing y'all trouble?

No, no, no, nothing like that.

I mean, it just... think it's
kind of hard to sell anything

if you don't leave the room, you know?

Oh, Sam, you get all kinds here, you know?

As long as the checks clear

and the cash is made of
the right kinda paper,

I learned a long time ago, I
don't look behind the curtains.

That is one of the Arab guerillas...

Hey, I checked across the street

and I called another couple of places

about that pump.

And?

Well, no one around here carries them

and the closest pool supply
place is in Fayetteville.

And Fayetteville ain't exactly close.

But, now, here's the thing.

They're askin' nearly $70 for a new pump.

Does that sound right to you?

Yeah. The price has gone
up since I bought mine,

but, yeah, I guess that's about right.

Aw, I ain't got $70 for a damn pool pump.

I mean, that's almost
Gussie Mae's monthly salary.

$70, that thing better serve me drinks

and cure my rheumatism.

I think I'm gonna have
to wait till spring

- to get it up and running.
- You have those tools?

Yeah, I got them tools. Why?

I'll give it a shot, see what I can rig up.

Oh, you don't have to do that now

'cause I ain't got any money to pay you.

I ain't askin' for any money.

Besides, my wife's not feeling too swift,

so I think we're not gonna
leave till about tomorrow.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

But you... you think you
might be able to salvage it?

Well, I'll give it a shot, but...

Thank you. How much you
know about pools, anyway?

And how'd you come to know so much?

Well, I built a pool in my back yard.

You built a pool

- in your own back yard?
- Yeah. 35 feet of glory.

Well, hell, you got a pool back home?

Why are you staying in this shithole?

Well, we just wanted to
get out of town for a while.

Well, I will definitely
get you them tools.

I'm much obliged to you.

Okay. No promises.

But "you're tryin',
and that ain't nothin'."

...hostages to safety,

and bring the Arab
guerillas to justice.

I have heard many people comment...

Uh, yes. Following up

on your call to the
Press-Scimitar yesterday.

Uh-huh.

Okay, good to hear. Glad
he returned the message.

Jesus Christ, Diddy.

Hold them horses. The phone.

Sunnyside Inn, this is
Harlow. How may I help you?

Yeah, we do.

That's right, on 23 just
outside of Huntsville.

Yes, sir. Can I... can
I make you a reservation?

No, no, no. I'm still
lockin' down my dates.

Thank you kindly.

...it is believed that
several have escaped on foot.

Everyone has been warned not
to pick up any hitchhikers.

Originally, they said that
the hostages were safe.

Now that has been changed.

Uh, and an Olympic spokesman said...

"We are afraid the information given so far

is too optimistic." That's
where we seem to stand.

When was it agreed, do you know,

to allow the terrorists to go...

from the building
to the helicopters?

What is that?

The guy's pump is fucked.

Can't afford a new one,

so I told him I'd fix it for him.

I was watching that.

Yeah, well,

let me tell you how it ends... not well.

I can't believe you.

What, Joni?

Hmm? What can't you believe?

You're just settin' up shop here

- like this is all okay.
- What, you think I don't wanna go home, too?

What are you doin' about it, Mac,

besides fixin' pool pumps
and makin' phone calls?

I already told you, Joni.
The less you know, the better.

You won't talk to me about any
of this and I wanna go home.

Exactly.

Well, let's look on the bright side...

if you can't be a high school swim coach,

at least you can fix his pool.

Okay, Joni, you wanna talk?

- Please.
- Because I've been tryin' to figure out the math,

you know? I was gone one year

and there's what, 600,000 people in Memphis

and half of that's men.
So just how, logistically,

- did you manage to fuck 300,000 men...
- You are a child.

- Am I?!
- I did have an affair, Mac,

with one person, with Cliff. We had sex.

Feel better hearing me say it?

That I fucked another
man while you were gone?

Yeah, well, now at least we can both

acknowledge you're a whore.

- You didn't sleep with any Vietnamese prostitutes...
- No, no, no, I didn't!

Bullshit. Bullshit! I know
what goes on over there.

No, you have no fuckin'
idea about "over there,"

you understand me?! You
have not a fuckin' clue!

No, I didn't fuck any prostitutes

because our marriage mattered to me.

Because you fuckin' mattered to me.

And nothin' matters to you, Joni.

The only thing that matters
to you is you.

You're so fucking noble?!
Mister fucking nobility?!

There probably wasn't
enough time for whorehouses

while you were over there, Mac.

Too busy fuckin' killin'
women and children!

Is everything okay?

It's fine. Uh... I'm sorry.

It doesn't sound like it's fine.

Are you okay?

Mac...?

Mac.

Mac...?

- What's this now? Huh?
- Mac?

- Please!
- How the fuck did you find us?!

What are you talking about?!

How the fuck does he know where we are?!

A fuckin' lunatic,
that's what you are.

- Baby, stop!
- Take whatever's in the wallet!

Just leave me those checks, okay?

I need those.

He's selling encyclopedias, Mac.

You fuck...

you fuckin' stay away from me
and my wife, you understand me?

- Now, you fuckin' understand me?
- Yeah. Yes.

You okay?

What the fuck?

I'm calling the goddamn cops.

Please don't, please.

Okay, he thought you were someone
else. It was a misunderstanding.

We'll pay for your room.

Fine. Just leave my room.

- You all righ...
- Okay, please leave my room!

Now!

...they've got to have peace.
They've had too much war.

There's... the... their young people,

they've spent all their money on wars.

Now they have a chance
to build their nations.

These nations, of course,
they're compatible.

The Arabs and the Israelis are perfectly
compatible as far as I can tell.

Economically and even
politically one of these days.

And now, as you say, Peter,

you're quite right. They've
been jolted apart again

as they were seeming to
come just a little closer.

- A little hope.
- We've just gotten the final word.

You know, when I was a
kid, my father used to say,

"Our greatest hopes and our
worst fears are seldom realized."

Our worst fears have
been realized tonight.

They've now said that
there were 11 hostages.

Two were killed in their rooms

this morn... yesterday morning.

Nine were killed at the airport tonight.

They're all gone.

At the press conference,

reporters were not
allowed to ask questions.

But it's all over.

The Israeli Olympic
team is destroyed...

much of it.

Some of their officials.

The Arabs, three of them,

are still alive in a hospital someplace.

If they haven't found him
by tomorrow, we can go home.

I shouldn't have said that.

About killin' children.

So sorry.

It's okay.

I threw some pretty
low blows there myself.

And the tool box.

How did you and Cliff start?

We worked together.

Did you love him?

No.

No.

I was just angry enough at the world...

at you...

to do it.

I didn't...

I needed somethin'. I needed...

to feel somethin'
other than what I felt.

Which was what?

Just completely and...

totally alone.

Mac?

Yeah?

Did you... kill him?

Sam, are you in there?

Yeah, Harlow.

You got that pump fixed?

I... tomorrow, Harlow. I
can fix it tomorrow, okay?

Well, I need them tools.

Room four's AC's crapped out

and they're bitchin' like crazy.

Just a little bit late, Harlow.

Okay.

Sam, I'm sorry.

He said...

Who fuckin' sent you?

Who?!

Was it him?

Oh-hh!

You fuckin'...

Go now.

Who the fuck are you?

Who do you think?

You really need to get outta here.

Joni...?

Baby, come on.

Joni? Hey.

Joni, baby, we have to go. Come on.

Hey.

Are you... you okay?

After I got home...

a man approached me about
goin' to work for him.

Doin' what?

Killin' people.

For money.

And I told him no at first and...

then Arthur somehow
started workin' for him.

Arthur?

It was hard for us when we got home.

Harder for him and...

he needed my help.

What about Ruth and the kids?

They needed money. We needed money.

And Arthur needed me.

So you were there
the night that Arthur died.

And so this... this man, he...

gave Arthur an advance. A lot of money.

Only I don't... I don't
know what Arthur did with it.

This is not a man who...

who lets these things go.

And if I don't work it off...

Ruth. And the kids.

So...

this man, he, uh...

he gives me a file and it's my first job.

A guy named Cliff Williams.

And I followed him...

first from his house and then to a bar

and then...

then to this house.

Our house.

Then I found him under his car and...

and I... I killed him.

And honestly, I...

I'd do it all over again.

Who is this person?

He calls himself The... The Broker.

And that woman who helped us,

she works for him?

Yeah, she's... yes, I... I guess.

I don't know.

Yes.

How did this become our life?

I'm sorry, Joni.

For goin' back to war.

I... I'm sorry for...

everything that's happened
to you since I've been home.

I'm sorry for not protectin' you

and I'm sorry I got you
all wrapped up in this.

But I love you

and I don't want our
life together to be over.

I don't. and I want
us to be together.

But if you want me to
leave, then I will.

I'll go.

And if you need to call the cops,

I'd understand.

But I wanna be here.

I wanna be here.

For you. You know, I just wanna...

I just wanna try to get...

us back to what matters.

And put this all behind us.

Together.

Do you wanna do that, Joni?

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