All language subtitles for Episode 05 Unhinged

Hana.
Hey.

Welcome back.

Here, I got this one.
Oh, thank you.

Oh, am I interrupting
something?

Only your
welcome home dinner.

Oh.

Uh, are you making lamb chops?

Your favorite.

How's your mom?

She's stable.

My sister is in charge now,

so I can go back
to living my normal life.

Whatever that means.

Wow.

I mean, I knew Crosby's room
was going to be empty, but--

I know.

I shipped his things
to Oklahoma a while back.

I'm gonna miss him.

I will not miss
his smelly socks.

I asked the guy
at the wine store

to find me a good pinot--
something fun.

Fun?
What does that even mean?

This, apparently.

Cheers.
Cheers.

Mmm.

This wine is delicious.

But you are a vegan who has
compromised her principals

to make me a mere
welcome home dinner.

So come on,
what's the bad news?

I'm going to Oklahoma
to be with Kenny.

That's great. For how long?

As long as it takes.

I'm sorry that I didn't tell
you sooner,

it's just with your mom--

No, Zadie, it's cool.

I'm happy for you.

♪

♪

Appreciate you
coming out late, Ramon.

Pinball machine went on
the fritz right before closing.

There'll be hell to pay
if we can't

get it working by morning.

I got you covered, William.
It's just...

My wife's on a girls' night.

This is my son, Michael.

No problem. Come in.

Go ahead.
You know where it is.

♪

♪

Did you hear that?

What?

It's probably nothing.
Be right back.

What the hell are you doing?

Please, we're here
to help you.

I don't know you, okay?

Just--just get back.

Oh, my God!
He was gonna call the cops.

Hey! Hey!
Stop right there!

Who are you?

Please, we don't want
any trouble.

Nobody was supposed
to be here.

Todd, no, just let them go.

They can see us.
They can ID us.

Dad?
Shh, it's okay.

Don't do it!
Please.

What are you doing?

We have to go. Now!

♪

This wasn't the plan.

He said no one
was going to be here.

Come on.

♪

♪

♪

Hey, hey.
Look who's back, everybody!

Hana!

Ortiz tried to sit
at your station

while you were gone,
but I didn't let him.

It's the most
comfortable chair.

Seriously, Ortiz?

Welcome back.
You must be Hana.

Kristin Gaines.
I've heard great things.

Likewise.
Pleasure.

Isobel said Allentown PD
wanted us to take over.

So what do we got?

Multiple homicide,
possible arson.

Fire ruined
most of the evidence,

so there were no prints,
no DNA.

Our fugitive's a John Doe.

There were shell casings
at the scene,

but it looks like
he took the weapon with him.

He also cut
the arcade security feed,

but there's a camera outside
the jewelry store next door.

Can't see the arcade,
but it did catch this.

A Tesla, parked overnight.

Tesla--those things
have rear-facing cameras.

If it was in Sentry Mode,
it could've caught our perp.

I'm working on finding
the owner now.

Victims are Ramon Raos

and his 11-year-old son,
Michael.

The arcade's manager,
William Duncan,

was shot in the abdomen,
but he survived.

He's in critical condition
at Mercy General.

Arson investigators said
they found

an accelerant in the kitchen.

Oil found on the countertops

matches the brand they used
at the Fun Center,

so it could look like
an accidental grease fire

if it weren't for
the three people shot.

Maybe the fire
was to get rid of the victims.

Anything on Ramon Raos?

He was technician.
Fixed pinball machines.

We found his tools inside
next to this.

It's a model from the '80s.

I mean, they were like
Twinkies.

They're built to last.

The weird thing is there was
only one player name entered.

A place like this, there should
be hundreds, right?

He called himself Sicarius.

Maybe he was testing
the machine after he fixed it.

Yeah, but there's no prints.

So it's more likely
our fugitive.

Sicarius.
That's the spider, right?

One bite
and it's fatal to humans.

These have computer chips.

Now, if Sicarius played,
there'd be a record.

Otherwise,
there's a time stamp.

William Duncan just woke up.

All right, let's go see him.

You guys go check
on Ramon's widow.

Check with the manufacturer.

See if they can get anything
off of that chip.

Sure.

It's good to have you back.

♪

Did your husband have
any enemies?

Ramon was a teddy bear.

The most loving husband
and father.

He didn't have a temper,
just patience and love.

Do you know how he came to be
at the arcade last night?

Uh.

He said William Duncan
needed him to come

and fix the pinball machine.

He was the only mechanic
in the area

certified to work
that particular machine.

So when William called,
he went.

And he had to
take Michael with him.

All because I wanted
a girls' night.

Hey.
I bet Ramon was a good player.

He was.

And Michael would get so mad

because Ramon
would never let him win.

And now I've lost my baby boy.

And he should've
been home with me.

♪

Did he have a player name
that you know of?

The Protector.

And that's what he was.

The Protector.

That's a far cry
from a deadly spider.

Ramon isn't Sicarius.
You're right.

It's gotta be our unsub.

Yeah, who shot three people

and zoned out
on an arcade game.

We're looking for
a specific species of monster.

I closed up an hour before,

called Ramon in
to fix the pinball machine

before we opened again
this morning.

My son's been managing
our chain

of Family Fun Centers in
Pennsylvania for the past year.

Recognize the shooter?

Can't remember anything.

Just Ramon and his son
when they came in.

I'm sorry,
things are just so hazy.

You were shot and had smoke
inhalation,

it's understandable.

You own the Family Fun Centers?
Is that correct?

And the entire Fun empire.
It's a family business.

Bowling alleys, arcades,
amusement parks,

go-cart tracks,
all along the Eastern seaboard.

Can you think of anyone
who might want to

burn down your business
or try to kill your son?

No.
I can't think of a single soul.

William, is there anything
you remember?

The debt.

What debt?

I'm a recovering
gambling addict.

Don't beat yourself up, son.
You don't do that anymore.

I relapsed last month.

I owe some money.

a lot of money, actually,
to some pretty rough people.

How much?

200K.

Had to get a loan to cover it,
but I couldn't go to the bank.

Who'd you get the money from?

I can't say.
He'll come after me.

Maybe he already did.

We need a name, William.

♪

Pat McKendrick.

But I only talk to him
on the phone.

I don't know where he is.

Jackass
still isn't picking up.

How are we going
to get across the border

without the last 10K?

You weren't supposed
to kill anyone, were you?

You want to hear a funny story?

See, I'm a planner
like you two.

And last night, I planned to go
to the Family Fun Center,

also like you two.

Except I went there to bash
in William Duncan's skull.

I know what you're thinking.
Where's the funny part?

Well, just as I'm about
to get out of my car,

who do I see unlocking
the back door but you two.

Who are you?

I didn't get William,
but I stuck with my plan.

I went to his
father's house next.

Fred wasn't there,
but you were.

Collecting your payment, right?

What do you want?

Where is Fred Duncan?

We don't know.
He won't pick up our calls.

Does that have Fred's
burner number on it?

That's none of your business.

Tell you what.

Give me the keys to your car,
that phone, and I'm gone.

All right.

Stop!

Get in the car.

Ramon Raos,
beloved by all who knew him.

No debt, no drugs, no grudges.

His son could be
collateral damage.

Where are we on Sicarius?

Nothing helpful on the chip.

But if Sicarius goes by
that name playing pinball,

it's possible he uses that
as an online handle as well.

I'm running it down now.

I found the owner
of the Tesla

in the jewelry store
parking lot.

Footage just came in.
Check it out.

So it's two unsubs, not one.

I'll put a BOLO out.
Sounds good.

Hey, Hana, can you run
those plates for me?

Already did.

It's a joint registration

to a Todd Carter
and Vicky Brokaw.

Unsubs no more.

Todd was employed
by Allentown FD until May.

Vicky was a dispatcher
at the same time.

A former firefighter
would know the best way

to cover up arson
is kitchen fire.

Any criminal record?
Nope.

Neither of them have
a history of violent offenses.

Maybe the man who loaned
William Duncan 200 grand does?

Pat McKendrick?

Yeah.
Any luck finding him yet?

Yep, his address and criminal
record just came through.

Allentown native whose
record shows he's not afraid

to play rough
with those who don't pay.

We're talking broken bones
rough or horse head rough?

Both.

William owed this guy
200 grand.

Maybe he hired Todd and Vicky
to kill him for not paying?

Let's find out.
You and Hana pay Pat a visit.

Ortiz, track down
Todd and Vicky's car.

Barnes, let's head to the
Allentown fire department.

Todd Carter and Vicky Brokaw.

Did you hire them
to kill William Duncan?

You remind me of a pony
I got at Pimlico.

Long legs, strong flowing mane.

Right. Flattered. I am.

I'm also FBI.

If you don't want to lose
your business,

you'll help us out.

Oh, and you're a feisty
one too?

Look, those two killed
a father and son

and tried to murder
William Duncan,

who owes you 200 grand.

So you want to clear your name?
Now's the time.

Look, I don't know
Barbie and Ken here,

and I wasn't worried
about William paying me back.

We had a deal.
You and William?

No, me and his father
Fred.

Fred said he didn't know
about his son's gambling debt.

Well, Fred lied,

'cause he was here
three days ago.

He promised to pay back
the debt with interest.

Well, did Fred tell you
how he planned

on getting $200,000?

I don't ask questions I don't
want to know the answer to.

However Fred got the money,
I gave him a month to do it.

Why would I kill
my golden goose?

Todd was one of our
best firefighters.

He and Vicky were planning
to get married, start a family.

Before he was fired?

Todd and Vicky murdered two
people, attempted another.

Look, Todd wasn't fired

for any sort of deviant
behavior or anything.

Six months ago,
he pocketed some money

from the station
summer fundraiser.

You mean he stole?

Yeah.

I guess he was
hard up for cash.

Vicky quit in solidarity.

When was the last time
you saw them?

Todd called me last month,
wanted money.

I said no.

I wonder what would've happened
if I would've helped him out.

A person capable of looking
an 11-year-old boy in the eye

and killing them was going
to snap at some point.

If you hear from them,
give us a call, okay?

Thank you.

Hey.

I was just about to call you.

Just spoke to Todd
and Vicky's former coworker.

He said they were strapped
for cash.

Well, yeah,
so was Fred Duncan.

He lied to us, Jess.

According to Pat McKendrick,

Fred promised to pay off
his son's gambling debt.

My bet is he didn't have
200K lying around

so he resorted
to mountain lightning.

Arson for insurance money.

I thought that only happened
in Appalachia.

The storm has made
its way north.

According to the state's
insurance board,

Duncan's Family Fun Center
had a listed perils policy

for $1 million.

We think Fred hired
Todd and Vicky

to burn it down
for insurance money.

Makes sense.

He knew he could
make it look like an accident.

That's why they set the fire
in the kitchen.

Exactly.

It was after closing,

no one was supposed
to be there,

and no one was supposed
to get shot--

especially not William Duncan.

I'm guessing Fred's
pretty ticked off about that.

Yeah, which means now
we're looking for him too.

So Ortiz is on his way back
to the hospital

to see if he's still there.
Sounds good.

Barnes and I'll hit the house.

You guys stay on top
of Vicky and Todd.

Hey, good looking.

These weeds are getting us.

Got your eggs all ready.
Yeah?

You're my prince.

I got to get that
in after lunch.

♪

May I help you?
I'm sorry to bother you,

but I've had some car trouble
and my phone is dead.

Do you happen to have
a landline I could use?

Come on in.
Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

♪

Hi.

Oh, my goodness.
This table. It's magnificent.

Hand-crafted in France.
Oh.

We met an artisan
in the mountains there.

Killed us on
the shipping though.

You've made a full life
for yourself,

haven't you, Sally?

How do you know
my wife's name?

We worked together.
We were the help.

Oh, God. Oh, my God.

What the hell
is going on here?

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

You're in my house, mister.

All right, come on. Come on.

Quiet, quiet, quiet.
Sit down. Good.

Please, I'll do anything.

Where's Fred Duncan?

I don't know.

I don't ever
want to see him again.

Ahh! Please!
I'll tell the truth!

A little late for that.

I was young.

I didn't know what I was doing.
I was scared.

Which excuse is it, Sally?
Because I'm hearing a plethora.

♪

Thank you. Thank you so much.

♪

Fred Duncan on the run?
That wasn't on my bingo card.

He seemed pretty straight
at the hospital.

People get desperate
when it comes

to protecting their kids.

Todd and Vicky
needed the money.

Fred needed
the insurance payout.

He probably thought
he'd get away with it.

Still, Todd and Vicky
screwed up that plan.

Hey, Kristin,
we just left Fred's.

He's not there.

He's not at the hospital,
either.

But we have something--
lady in Bryn Mawr

just called local PD.

She said she heard a gunshot
at her neighbor's house,

and when she went outside,
there was a car

she didn't recognize
parked in the driveway.

She gave PD the plates,
and it's a hit on our BOLO.

It's Todd and Vicky's car?
Yeah.

Well, we're right here.
Bryn Mawr's close.

Send us the address,
and we'll meet you there.

♪

Check that car out.
We're heading in.

Nine-millimeter casing.

That's the same as Todd
and Vicky's gun.

Whoever did this
wasn't panicked.

This was planned
and deliberate.

Meticulous.

You don't think
it was Todd and Vicky?

I don't know.

There's something out there
you gotta see.

♪

Who would have motive
to kill Todd and Vicky?

I don't know, Fred Duncan
tying up loose ends?

Well, the couple inside,
are they loose ends too?

House belongs to Sally
and Dan Wiggins, our victims.

Either have criminal records?
No record, no debt.

According to neighbors,
they did everything

from grocery shopping
to annual physicals together.

Sounds healthy.
Sounds codependent.

Sounds like it could be both.

Hana, why don't you check
the doorbell and security cams?

Can't find the Wiggins' car.
I'll put a BOLO out.

Sounds good.

Even if Fred's
behind the wheel,

why would he target
the Wiggins?

There's got to be some kind
of connection to Fred.

Let's find out everything
we can about Sally and Dan.

We're going to go find Fred.

Great. Where is he?

I don't know.

But I might know someone
who does.

Your father's missing.

We need to know
if he's contacted you.

I haven't heard from him.

When's the last time
you heard from him?

I don't know. Yesterday?
What's going on?

We found out who tried
to kill you.

And who killed Ramon
and his son.

Well, that's good, right?

Well, we think that
your father hired the killers.

What? He would never.

I almost died. What are you--
what the hell are you saying?

He thought
he was helping you.

Todd Carter and Vicky Brokaw
were supposed

to burn down the arcade
for the insurance money.

Your dad was supposed to use
that insurance money

to pay back your debt.

They weren't supposed
to kill anyone.

I didn't even know Dad knew
about the money I owed.

He--he did all that for me?

If you want to look
on the bright side

of a six-person body count.

Six people?

We found Todd and Vicky shot
dead at a house in Bryn Mawr.

The home is owned by
Dan and Sally Wiggins.

They were both killed as well.

Recognize them?

No.

Please, whatever it is
you think my father did,

he's a good man.

He raised me after my mom died.
He always protected me.

William, he almost
got you killed.

If he's going to reach out
to somebody else,

we need to know who that is.

No. Can't think of anyone.

♪

Maybe...

Maybe he's looking
for my sister.

You have a sister?

Rachel.

She left home when she
was a teenager, 15 years ago.

Why?

No idea.

She didn't tell us
where she was going.

Changed her name, never even
bothered to say goodbye.

Violence rocked Bryn Mawr
today when a local couple

was found slain
in their own living room.

Dan and Sally Wiggins
are believed to be victims

of a targeted home invasion.

Two other victims
were found at the scene.

Police were called today
at 3:00 p.m. when neighbors--

♪

Neighbors said Sally and Dan
gardened together.

They take sunset walks
together.

How long were they married?

30 years.

Yeah, I get it,
they're an anomaly.

My husband and I
didn't even take sunset walks

on our honeymoon.
We were working.

You're married?

Divorced.
Oh, I'm sorry.

No, no, it's good.

We, uh--we live a few floors
apart from each other now,

so it's a bit of
a social experiment.

All right, so the Wiggins
had no debt,

their house was paid off,

and they have money
in the bank.

All right, so what did
they do for a living?

Nothing--
Dan is a retired woodworker,

and Sally has
no record of employment.

Okay, so how can they afford

a 5,000-square-foot house
in Bryn Mawr?

Sally Wiggins.

Her maiden name was Hamish.

I found one account
to Sally Hamish

that was bringing in
250K a year.

Still not enough
to pay that house off.

Over three decades.

Okay, what's the source
of the payments?

Is it life insurance?
Inheritance?

The payments were initiated

by a subsidiary
of FD Amusements.

FD as in Fred Duncan?

As in Fred Duncan Senior,
Fred's father.

Deceased since 2010,

Fred Junior
ran through his inheritance

but the empire his father built
is still going strong.

So maybe Sally worked
for Fred's father?

Maybe she got hurt on the job

and there was
some kind of settlement.

Well, the only thing we know
for sure is for 30 years

Fred's father paid Sally
to do nothing.

I thought only rich people
got paid to do nothing.

We need to find the something
Sally was paid not to do.

♪

Hello, Fred.

Time to make up for lost time.

I can't find anyone who uses

the online handle Sicarius.

You think it could be
Fred Duncan?

Doubtful.

Fred doesn't seem like
the kind of guy to play pinball

while his son's dying
in the next room.

Plus, he still pays for AOL.

Hey.

Light, no sweetener, right?

You remembered.

How's Charlotte?

Eight months along,

and she still wants
to dismantle the system,

as long as she can do it while
she's washing onesies.

How's your mom?

It was tough.

But Zadie's going out
to Oklahoma

to spend some more time
with Crosby,

so I'll get some peace
and quiet here.

And that's a good thing?

Mm.

What's the, uh,
deal with the new lady?

I mean, apart from living
in the same building as her ex.

She's smart and she's capable

and I think you're gonna
like her.

Okay, thanks. That was Jess.

Traffic cams caught
the Wiggins' Mercedes SUV

at the corner of Smedley
and Cortland in Tioga-Nicetown.

What's Fred Duncan doing

in the most dangerous
neighborhood in Philly?

I have no idea;
the car was gone

before Philadelphia PD
got there,

but they're pulling
additional footage now.

Fred knew we'd be looking
for Todd and Vicky's car,

but he ditched it

for his latest murder
victims' Mercedes?

Jess did say that Fred's
movements were calculated,

so either he's not afraid
of getting caught,

or he's sending us a message.

So I still don't know
why Fred's father

was paying Sally Wiggins,
but I know when it started.

It started November of 1986
around the same time

of the rape and murder
of a 13-year-old girl

at the Duncan family compound.

And Sally Hamish--
that's her maiden name--

was a key witness
for the prosecution.

Was Fred Junior
the defendant?

No, it was Angelo Carpenter.

He was convicted and served
35 years in maximum security,

released three weeks ago.

Angelo's last known
whereabouts'

a halfway house in Philly.

I'll call Jess,
have him meet us there.

♪

Not sure this will take
both of us.

It's just like a cell.

Keeps all his things
in one corner of the room.

Pretty interesting to see if
he's left a digital footprint,

seeing as he left this behind.

Old pleadings from Angelo's
criminal case.

Commonwealth v. Carpenter.

Pled not guilty
and then spent 30 years

proclaiming
his innocence on appeal.

Pennsylvania Supreme Court
shut him down in 2016.

But he didn't give up.

He was taking it to federal
court, representing himself.

That's always a bold choice.

Listen to this.

"The conviction in this case
rests solely on the testimony

of one unreliable witness,
the Duncan family housekeeper."

It was Sally Hamish.

♪

Okay, so this is the man
we told you about.

This is Angelo Carpenter.

First mugshot, age 15.
Second at 50.

A murder conviction
changes a man.

Or a boy tried as one.

According to a brief
he wrote,

he was earning extra money

as Fred Duncan Junior's tutor
back in 1985.

There were three people
present the night

that the rape and murder
took place.

There was Angelo,
Sally, and Fred.

The victim was
13-year-old Jessica Booker.

She was the landscaper's
daughter.

The only evidence
the prosecution had was

Sally Hamish's word
that Angelo raped the girl

and then pushed her
down the stairs to her death.

But Angelo claims
that her testimony

was bought and paid for
by Fred's father

so his son wouldn't have to
go to jail.

Fred Duncan murdered
that little girl,

and he and his dad
framed Angelo for it.

Now Angelo is going
scorched earth.

I finally got into Angelo's
crappy--technical term--laptop.

His user name, Sicarius.

So it was Angelo
playing pinball

when the arcade burned down.

Angelo's had three decades
to plot his revenge.

His rage has been
feeding on itself.

A man like him won't stop

until Fred's past
catches up to his present.

So Fred's no longer
our fugitive?

Well, he's still a rapist
and a murderer,

let's not forget that.

But right now, Fred's
the victim of a man hell-bent

on destroying his life
and his family's too.

Vital records got the name
change on Fred's daughter.

Rachel Duncan
is now Rachel Dunn,

address in Levittown.

Take us a half hour
to get there,

We need to warn her.

Have you seen this man?

We have reason to believe that

he has a grudge
against your father.

Then he can get in line.

The nicest thing you can say
about my father

is that he's a sleazy
son of a bitch.

Well, you ran away from home
when you were 15.

You changed your name.
Why is that?

We have reason to believe
Angelo Carpenter

is targeting your father
and your entire family.

♪

When I was a freshman
in high school,

my father tried
to rape my best friend

when she was sleeping over.

I told my mother.

She looked the other way.

But I never did.

I ran away,
fell in with the wrong crowd,

and got pregnant.

That's Abby, my daughter.

Fred doesn't
even know about her.

How old is Abby?
13.

And where is she?

She went to a friend's house
after school.

Would you mind calling her
for us

just to make sure she's safe?

♪

Voicemail.

Pennsylvania state troopers

launched an Amber alert
for Abby.

Levittown PD has her photo,
her stats, her last known.

They're sending it wide.

Good, 'cause Abby's cell
is no longer working.

So I spoke to the mother
of Abby's friend.

Abby never arrived there.

He's had her longer
than we thought.

What do we got?

We got the Wiggins'
Mercedes SUV

on toll cams heading west
on I-76.

Fred's driving.
Angelo's got a gun on him.

I'm guessing that's Abby.

Where's the Duncan
family compound?

Villanova.
12 miles north on route 30.

Angelo's heading to the scene
of Fred's crime.

Upstairs.

Now, Abby, I can see

how you might think
I'm the villain here,

but you're here
because of this man.

I-I've never seen him before.

How sad.

He's your grandfather.

What?

What the hell is this, Angelo?

Careful.
I'm no longer the help.

Just don't hurt her.

Sweet Abby.

I've been planning to meet you
since the day you were born.

Fred might not have kept tabs
on you, but where I've been

for the past three decades,
all I had was time.

Inside.

It was in this very bed
that your grandfather

raped a 13-year-old girl.

I bet he doesn't even
remember her name.

He threw her down
the stairs there,

and the fall broke her neck.

She died instantly.

Angelo, please. Let her go.

But here's the real
messed-up part.

Instead of your grandfather
taking responsibility,

he got his rich papa
to rig the trial.

So it wasn't him who spent
35 years in supermax,

it was me.

You see the problem here, Abby.

Angelo. You're innocent.

I admit that.

But so is she.

She had nothing to do
with what happened that night.

But she does now.

How?

I've spent three decades
and every waking hour

calculating your bill.

How much do you want?

I'm not talking about money,

I'm talking about how much
I'm gonna make you pay.

Just tell me what you want.

What, an apology? A confession?

It's too late for that.

♪

Take your clothes off.

Oh, my God.

What?

Just do it!

Please, I'll do anything!
Just don't hurt her!

I would never hurt her.

Because I'm not the rapist.
You are.

And you're going
to do it again.

♪

Barnes and Hana,
you're with me.

Kristin, Ortiz,
cover the exits.

Take off her clothes now!

I can't.
Yes.

I can't!

Ahh!
Yes, you can.

You did it before,
you can do it again.

♪

This isn't like that, Dan.

Upstairs.
Do what I say! Now!

Hana.

I won't!

Do it. It's who you are.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.
No. No.

FBI.

Drop your weapon.

You guys probably
get this a lot,

but I am not
going back to prison.

♪

He just jumped
off the balcony.

FBI! Stop or I'll shoot!

I'm with the FBI,
and you're gonna be okay.

♪

Let's go. Good girl. Come on.

He looks terrified.
He should be.

Abby told the cops
about his murder confession.

For the first time in his life,
he'll be held accountable.

Angelo spent his whole life
trying to destroy Fred's;

now Fred's not the one
in a body bag.

What a waste.

You know what they say.

When you seek revenge,
dig two graves.

One for yourself.

Philosopher too, huh?
Interesting.

Actually, that's not
what they say.

Yeah, I think that
might've been Confucius.

Yeah. For the record.

Okay, well, for the record,

I didn't say
it wasn't Confucius.

Good work, everybody.

Let's do it again tomorrow.

Hey, Ivan, you want to grab
a drink when we get back?

Me and you?

Yeah, sounds good.

I mean, everyone else
has got people,

and I don't want to go home
to an empty apartment.

Me neither.

My mom never swore.

I mean, unless she was cooking
and then she damned everything.

Steak, potatoes,
mac and cheese.

When I was home,
I cooked for her

and I damned everything too.
I don't know.

Seeing her like that
made me realize some things.

Like what?

Life's short, man.

I guess, I don't know, I want
more than just my career.

Yeah, I feel the same way.

It's just this job takes up
so much of your life, you know?

Yeah, but we don't
have to let it.

So what about you?
What's your status?

Romantically?
Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I'm available.

No, I get that, but are you--

What?

You know, sexually active.

I mostly just lay there.

Anyway, back to you.

If you had to take one guy home
in this bar,

who would it be?

Guy over here in the khakis
right behind me?

Khakis in a dive bar?
Red flag.

Blond in the flannel shirt?

You know 67% of all
serial killers are blond.

You made that up.
I made that up.

Well, they can't
all be serial killers.

I'm going to put
myself out there.

The new Hana,
who meets new people.

You know what?
I could drink to that.

Cheers.
Cheers.

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