All language subtitles for Saving.Grace.S01E03

Hey! You're the one
wanted breakfast.

It's getting cold.

Shit.

Gus, come here.
Come over.

I haven't cooked
for a man in 20 years.

If you don't get out here,
you're not ever, ever...

comin' back.
[ Crash ]

Sorry, Aunt Grace.

Pancakes? I'm starving.

You got about
three minutes to eat 'em.

Syrup?
Sure.

Your dad called.

He said he's coming home
Sunday instead of Monday.

- Milk?
- Yeah.

You might not want to tell him
we stayed up till midnight...

playing blackjack
on a school night.
[ Laughs ] Maybe not.

Aunt Grace, do you know
a lot about kissing?

Depends what you mean by a lot.

Violet in my class--
she's having
this party Saturday.

Somebody said there
might be kissing games.

Lots of different kinds
of kisses, right?

If you decide you want to
play one of the games,

you should go
with a short and sweet kiss.

Make like you're gonna whistle.

Short and sweet.

- [ Door Opens ]
- [ Dog Barking ]

Oh. Hey, Uncle Johnny.
I'm practicing how to kiss.

Well, that's
just wrong, Clay.

Boys practice
using their arms.

Girls practice
using a pillow.

You ready to roll?
Yes, sir.

Okay.

Party at Violet's.
Word on the street is there
might be kissing games.

Hey. Where's your jacket?

- How you doing?
- Good.

Did you ever read
that Bible I gave you?

Where is it?
My bedroom.

So-- What was that?
A test?

You didn't even know where
it was. That's the kind of
respect you have for God's word.

- I'm sorry, okay?
- I don't want to
hear about it, Grace.

Fine.

Fine.

Hey. You, uh--
You still seeing that angel?

A couple of times. Yeah.

Is he gonna
bring you to mass?

[ Grace ]
He said I didn't
have to go to mass.

Said I could go to temple
if I wanted.
Or a mosque even.

Funny how your angel
likes yanking my chain
just as much as you do.

- I knew there was something
about him I liked.
- [ Chuckles ]

- Can I stay with you
Friday night, Aunt Grace?
- You're at Uncle Leo's Friday.

You getting tired
of being a hot potato?

No. I like moving around.

Makes me feel like a spy.
[ Laughs ]

Oh. Clay Norman,
special agent man.

Go spy on the nuns.

See you later, Aunt Grace.
Bye.

- Thanks for
taking him to school.
- I'm gonna pray for you, Grace.

Just like I always have.

[ Door Closes ]
Shithead.

We got some work to do, Gus.

[ Whines ]

[ Laughs ]

** [ Acoustic Guitar ]

[ Man ]
* So pretty and, oh, so bold *

* Got a heart full of gold
on a lonely road *

* She said, "I don't even
think that God can save me" *
* Save me *

* Am I gaining ground
Am I losing face *

* Have I lost and found
my saving grace *

* Thankful for the gift
my angels gave me **

** [ Rock ]

[ Tires Squeal ]

** [ Stops ]

[ Airplane Roaring Overhead ]

Morning, Grace.
Henry, how the hell
are you?

I'm doing great.
Joined a new gym.
Been three times this week.

Ah, that's great.
Molly still hanging in there?

Actually,
she's doing pretty good.

I read about a cat
that lived 24 years.
So who knows?

I haven't seen you since
Yukon's service.

How you guys holding up?
Some better than others.

Maid found the manager
in the room. Paramedics
called him when they got here.

Stab wound in the neck.
How much longer, Rhetta?

A while. I've grown so weary...

of discovering new places
for semen stains.

Uniform said there's a lot of
trade work in this place.

Hell, yes.
Look how romantic it is.

We canvass
these side streets?
Uh-huh.

Get the tag numbers
of these cars around here?

Yep.
We talk to the maid?

Not yet.
E.M.S. said she was
too scared to talk.

What's this?

[ Butch ]
Must be Captain Perry.

You knew her in Vice,
didn't you?
Yeah.

[ Butch ]
Paint's not even dry
in Yukon's office.

Not Yukon's office anymore.

They're about to
process the scene now.

I know this unit has suffered
a tremendous loss.

I want to let you know
that while I understand
what's happened to you,

I am dependent on you
to be professional during
this transition.

No problem.

- Thanks, Captain.
- Coming from Vice, what do you
know about this place?

Not really busy enough
to be on our radar.

Thank you, Detectives.
I'll let you get back to work.

U.T.?

Yes, ma'am.

Some people will use anything
to hold up their pants.

[ Camera Shutter Clicks ]
What's his name?

Bordon Fritch.
No record. No family,
according to the owner.

[ Grace ]
Awful lot of blood, Henry.

Got the carotid.
Bled out in under three minutes.

What's that shiny stuff
on his forehead?

Rhetta?
I've got a swab of it.

- Smells like olive oil.
- Got the murder weapon
over here.

Glass on the floor
by the fridge.

Killer breaks a coffeepot
against the TV, grinds it
into Mr. Fritch's neck.

Room's not tossed.
No sign of a struggle.

Bed's not even messed up.
[ Wristwatch Beeping ]

Nice of you to show up.
I'm here now.
What'd I miss?

- Just the new boss
inspecting the troops.
- We covered for you.

Told her your 12-step meetings
sometimes run a little long.

Okay if I take these keys?

Whoever killed Fritch didn't
bother to lift his keys
and grab this.

And no credit card receipts.
Place like this
is cash and dash.

Like cockroaches.
They emptied out fast
when E.M.S. showed up.

Ah. Sh-- Goddamn it.
[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

Yeah. Yeah.

I know.

Look. I'll be home by 11:00.

All right.

Darlene almost called
911 this morning.

Domestic beef?
You could say that.

Hey, Sean. When Rhetta
finishes upstairs,

could you ask her to come down
and photograph this room too?
Sure.

- Thanks.
- I'm gonna be home by 11:00.

It's something we agreed on
out of mutual respect.

Mm-hmm.

You sure you want to see
whatever's on there?

You're never too old to learn.

Simon, Randy, Paula,
my name's Bordon Fritch,

and I'm here to show you
a good time.

* Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my ragtime gal *

* Send me a kiss by wire
Baby, my heart's on fire *

* If you refuse me
honey, you'll lose me
Then you will be alone *

* Oh, baby, telephone
and tell me I'm your own **

Hey.

Everybody's got a dream.

[ Butch ]
Hey. This is Esther Prueza.

She's the one
who found Mr. Fritch,
called 911.

How you doing, Esther?
Good.

I think.
I know you've
talked to the police,

but it would help if you
could tell us what happened.

I was cleaning.
I hadn't seen Mr. Fritch.

The room was open.
I looked in.

First I saw the blood.
Then I saw Mr. Fritch.

I went for Sarah.
We called the police.

Then I called
Father Tierney.
That's you?

I'm Esther's pastor
at St. Sebastian.

She called,
and she was very upset.

All I got was that somebody
needed extreme unction.

I got here before
the paramedics.

- We're only three blocks away.
- Did you touch the body?

He was dead.
But I anointed him, yes.

You shouldn't have done that.

Esther, did you see anybody
coming into that room
before you went into it?

I mean, near it,
going in, on the landing?

Uh, a woman.

Uh, a tall woman
walking away.

Maybe she was in the room.
I don't know.

What did she look like?

I saw her back.
They come and go here.

The women. The men.

I just do my job,
don't ask questions.

Me too.

You've got blood
on your shoes, Father.

What is it with priests
on my ass today?

You should've thrown him out
before you questioned her.
I didn't see any harm.

He messed with our crime scene,
our victim and our witness.

Hanadarko, my office, now.

How'd you manage
to piss her off so fast?

Shut the door, please.

Girl, bring it
over here right now.

Oh!

Seeing you outside of
that sleazy hooker motel--

it made me nostalgic,
teary-eyed.

What about you?
Doing the flight deck walk
across a parking lot.

Always inspires,
especially in these heels.

So glad I get to
order your ass around.

You get to try.

Oh.

Oh. Only I just wish
I'd gotten this job
some other way.

I know.

Hey. What's going on
down at that motel?

Dead company manager.
Maybe working girl.

- Maybe pimp?
- Pimp wouldn't need to
improvise a weapon.

Who should I talk to about
the airport strip?

Pippa.

Remember Pippa?
She used to work
that airport shuttle.

Now she's out on the I-40
near the turnpike.

[ Chuckles ]
Our old stomping grounds.

Okay. Who are the assholes?

Who do I need to watch out for?
And who are you screwing?

Oh, please don't tell me
it's that cowboy
with the Longhorn buckle.

- I try not to hold that
against him. He's a local boy.
- He went to U.T.

Played quarterback for 'em.
Gracie, what has
happened to you?

You used to have standards.
Not much taste, but standards.

Oh, I try not to
hold it against him. You know,
we're over and done with.

But I'll tell you,
he was just fine once
you got that belt off him.

Ooh.

Night manager was okay.

Thank you.
The day guy was a pig.

He was always hassling us,
trying to take it out in trade.

That's why I came back out here.

You know what you're getting
with the truckers.

Solid family men.

Cute too.

Did you ever
get married?
No.

You ever go back to school?

No.

What about that oilman
you were dating?

He wanted to get married.

You ever cross with Fritch?

Everybody did.
Anybody want to kill him?

Maybe,
depending on their mood.

Why don't I think about it
and give you a call?

[ Truck Horn Honking ]

Something I can
help you with, stranger?

Yes, ma'am.
I'm new in town,

and I was just wondering where
a man could break a couple crisp
new $100 bills.

I made a promise.
I gotta go.

Oh, next time I am
so keeping the money.

Hey. Don't forget
to honk your horn.

And, um, turn your radio up
really loud so the neighbors
will know you had a good time.

I'll see you
in the morning, huh?

Oh!

[ Exhales Deeply ]

[ Rings ]

* If you refuse me
honey, you'll lose me
Then you'll be left alone *

* Oh, baby, telephone
Tell me I'm your own **

[ Chuckles ]
Hello, Grace.

-What do you think you're doing?
-I'm stoking the fires
of religious passion.

Want to help?

I'm not burning a Bible, Earl.

Well, if it was
your brother's Bible,
would you burn it?

Yeah. Figures
you're on his side.

Tell you the truth,
your brother's wound
a little too tight for me.

Kind of like
a five-dollar watch.

Johnny thinks the only way
to God is through
the Catholic Church.

What do you think?

I think maybe I shouldn't
let this get to me.

Maybe you're not an angel.

Maybe you're just a nice, big
aneurysm in my brain...

getting ready to pop...

like a tick.

No big, understand?

You do not scare me.

Fear of the Lord...

is the beginning
of knowledge, child.

So don't talk to me
like I'm one of
your punk suspects.

I won't take that.

Get this crap
out of my house.

Wait for me.
[ Cow Moos ]

You see it?

Well, Rhetta, just because
a cow has markings that resemble
the face of Jesus,

doesn't mean my sister's
had a spiritual encounter.

Seems to me you'd be happy
she'd be talking
about God at all.

It's a joke.
She hates the Church.

Don't ask me why.
Maybe you should ask her.

And hear about an angel
named Earl who tells her
to convert to Islam.

Does she really expect me
to believe that?
You should believe her, Johnny.

Why?
I do.

I keep waiting for
a camera crew to jump out
like I've been punk'd.

You watch Punk'd?

Why is Clay teaching my son
to kiss his arm?

He's getting ready
for the possibility of his
first kissing game.

[ Rhetta ]
Poor baby.

I seem to recall...

a certain kissing game
you and I played
in our unencumbered past.

Yeah. That was a long time ago.

Seems like two other people.

No, it was us.
I'm pretty sure of that.

[ Cow Moos ]

Esther, see if you remember
any of these women
being at the motel.

I only saw
the woman from the back.

Yeah, we understand that,
but we want to know...

if you've ever seen
any of these women
around the motel.

Talking with men.
Talking to Mr. Fritch.
Anything like that.

I don't want to
get anyone in trouble.

But I'm sure you want to
help us find who killed
your boss, don't you?

I-- I think I should talk to
Father Tierney about this.

Okay.

The other maid picked out
four of those girls.

- But Esther never
saw any of them.
- Yeah, right.

Hello, sir.
Would you mind
stepping out of your car?

- I didn't do anything.
- Just step out of the car.

I'm just sitting here eating.
You can't harass me.

Harassing?
I'm not harassing you, sir.

If I was harassing you,
I'd do this.

- Gun, gun, gun.
- [ Grunts ]

I wouldn't have to sit out there
putting my life in danger...

if the police
would do their job and enforce
God's moral laws.

[ Ham ]
"John Alert.
Clifford Durkin, founder.

Sin has no hiding place."

If these men are going to lay
with whores, their families and
employers should know about it.

How about giving me
a minute with
Mr. Durkin?

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

I'm so sorry,
Mr. Durkin.
Are you okay?

You had no right.
You think I enjoy
going out there,

being in those places?

I do not.

I understand the sacrifice
you're making.

And I'm grateful to you.

You are?

I know what it's like
having to stand by watching
these men and their...

women going off together.

Knowing what
they're doing in there.

That's the worst part for me.

Knowing what's...
happening in those rooms.

No, not the worst.

The worst is the look on them
when they come out.

It's all over their faces,

what they've done.

All the sin
and lust and sweat.

[ On Speaker ]
It's right there,
isn't it?

On their faces.

Especially around the mouth.

Would you like to see?

Grace is still
in with Durkin.
He's being really helpful.

He says he was there
close to the time of death
Henry gave us,

but he had to take a piss,
and by the time he got back,
E.M.S. was on the scene.

These are the guys he saw
more than once over the week
and a half he was there.

He got license plates
on most but not all.

I'll run these.
What's this?

Amateur video
of the crime scene.
Anything useful?

We just started looking.

You got a lot of crap
on your desk there, Benny.

You might want to clean that up.
Could cause a fire hazard.
Know what I mean?

Who the hell is Benny?

Look at the time stamp.

Coming up on when
they logged the 911 call.

Must be when
she found the body.

I don't think so.
'Cause here comes
the body now.

Oh, I love it when they lie.
You and Bobby go.

I want two big tall men
talking to poor little Esther.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

I'll be honest.
You don't want to know
when my last confession was.

Well, I'm sure the rules
are pretty much the same
since then.

I'm glad to hear it.

Okay.

Well, uh, for starters,
she's got a real stubborn heart.

Who does?
The person who's the cause
of my transgression.

Anybody like that
in your life, Father?

Somebody so
deep-to-the-bone stubborn...

you'd swear they was doing it
to bust your butt more than
it means something to 'em?

Well, right now
we're interested
in your soul.

Well, I got mad
and lost my patience.

Did you hurt anyone?
No.

Did you take
the Lord's name in vain?

She does that all the time.
No, but did you?

Well, never.

The thing is, she burns.

Something's burning
inside her,

and I'm afraid
it's gonna burn her up
if she don't bank the fire.

At the same time,
I sort of envy the fire.

That divine heat she gives off.

Pride. Envy.

God often places barriers
between ourselves and grace.

[ Chuckles ]
Ain't that the truth.

Esther's gone. Looks like
she bolted right after
you showed us the mug shot.

Owner gave us permission
to search her locker.
And?

[ Bobby ]
And we're doing that
right now.

- Bobby.
- We got a maid's uniform,
and we got dried blood.

Get a warrant.
Try her home address.

[ Bobby ]
Meet you there?
No.

The last time this girl
was in trouble,
she called the priest.

She's in a much bigger mess now.

Well, this ended up
taking a lot less time
than I figured.

Work-related.
That's the only thing that
could get me in a church.

We clear on that?
Well, just how long
has it been, Grace?

[ Father Tierney ]
Can I help you, Detective?

- I'm here to arrest
Esther Prueza.
- I can't permit that.

You can't permit it?
Come on, Esther. Let's go.

Esther has invoked
her right of sanctuary,

and I have extended her
the protection of the Church.

[ Grace ]
What-- What is this
sanctuary bullshit?

She said the manager came
in the room, tried to rape her.

She fought back with whatever
she could get her hands on.
So she admits she killed him?

We oughta
bring 'em both in--
her on the confession,

Father Tierney
for obstruction of justice.

The D.A. does not
want Esther arrested
in the church.

Once she walks out,
we can pick her up.
She isn't coming out, all right?

She's afraid of being deported.
She's illegal.

She's afraid of
the death penalty too.

This is bullshit.
We got plenty for a warrant.

Let's just, you know,
get her out of there.
It's not that simple.

Seems pretty simple to me.

She killed a man.
She admitted it.
We need to talk to her.

Right now all we've got
is a nasty little homicide.

Now, I'm not gonna let this
blossom into something else.

The archbishop's office
is gonna send over a liaison.

We're gonna take care of this
without offending anybody.
Clear?

Excuse me.
Captain Perry?
Oh.

[ Johnny ]
The concept of sanctuary
is historically shaky.

And while it appears
that Father Tierney
has overstepped his authority,

the archbishop does not want to
countermand a parish priest.

It's legally shaky as well.

Perhaps politically the most.

We're all aware of that.
Oh, this is bullshit.

I thought priests were
supposed to obey orders.

[ Johnny ] Well, Lloyd
is one of the more politically
active priests in our diocese.

He worked on immigrant rights.
He knows how to use the media.

That's something
the archbishop
is eager to avoid.

If the district attorney
takes the death penalty
off of the table,

we are halfway
to a compromise.

It was self-defense.

It's not self-defense
'cause the killer says so.

The D.A. is not willing
to make a deal at this point.

Then we are at a stalemate.

Not enough the Catholic Church
protects pedophiles.

Now they protect killers too?

You have my number,
Captain Perry.
Will you excuse me, please?

So, you and your brother
get along?

Why does this shit
have to come down
my first week on the job?

I remember once
when you spent the night.

We were, like, 11,
and Johnny was in charge,

and we wanted popcorn,
but he said no
'cause it was Lent.

So I made some anyway
but put too much butter on it,
and we both got sick. Remember?

No.

Johnny said God made us
throw up to punish us.

Johnny's always been
a tight-ass.

Did you ask Earl?

If God punishes little girls
by making them throw up?

Well, yeah.
If God is punitive.

If that's why there's tsunamis
and hurricanes and famine.

No, I didn't ask him.
But he filled my house
with Bibles...

and put a Buddha
in my living room...
and this.

This is Hindu.

"Made in China."

What?
Beats the hell out of me.

Thank you, darlin'.

Preliminary on Esther's
housekeeping uniform.

Two different
blood patterns.
A spray and a wipe.

Each stain comes back
a different blood type.

Spray matches victim.
Wipe does not.

Esther must have caught it
when she broke the glass.

Wiped blood comes back male.

All the stains are the same age.

I'd say you got a second man
in the room at the time
of the homicide.

There was another man
in the room with Esther
when Fritch was killed.

Two different blood types.
She's lying.

So maybe
the confession's worthless.

Yeah. Now we get the warrant,
bring her in?
She's not going anywhere.

I've got people
in that church 24 hours.

We got nothing
out of her apartment,
nothing from her neighbors.

I think we need to
talk to her.
This is not like rousting...

some little shit
with a knapsack full of crack.

This has got
a political dimension.

Since when do you care
about politics?

Since I figured out
how to get my own office
in this department.

I don't want you going anywhere
near the doors of that church,
Grace. Understood?

Got it.

[ Grace ]
If I can get in here,
anybody can.

So if you think you're
safe here, you're not.

Three possibilities.

Who are you afraid of?

Who are you protecting?

Who are you working with?
You shouldn't be in here.

I can help you.
Come outside with me.

Five minutes.

Then you can come
right back if you want.

You're lying.

So are you.

The door wasn't open.
You unlocked it.

Fritch came in
after you, feeling frisky.

Was the other man
already in the room, or
did he come in after Fritch?

- Nobody came in.
- Which nobody?

The nobody...

you don't want to
get into trouble?

Mr. Fritch came in the room.

He wouldn't leave me alone.

I killed him.

Then you got
nothing to worry about.

It was self-defense.
Let's tell the D.A.

I'm not stupid.
No.

You're very smart.

Smarter than that priest.

You told him a story.

Because if you told him
the truth, maybe
he wouldn't protect you.

God knows the truth.

That's all that matters.

You don't believe in God.

Jury's out.

I came through
Mexico from Chiapas
on the roof of a train.

One night, in a storm,
in the lightning,

there was a man
with a machete
looking at me,

like Mr. Fritch
looked at me.

I knew what was going to happen.

So I closed my eyes and prayed.

Then there was a sound like--
like a thunder.

But closer.
I opened my eyes.

The man with the machete
was gone.

Knocked off the train
by the branch of a tree.

I believe
in God's protection.

And you do not scare me.

Gotta run.

What are you doing here?

She's afraid.

And right now I can
protect her more than you can.

- You try to talk to her again,
I go to the media.
- Just one more thing, Father.

Could you hear my confession?

Bless me, Father, for I have
sinned. It's been 30 years
since my last confession.

I don't think Esther
killed Mr. Fritch. I think
she's afraid of something.

If you're not here for
confession, Detective, let's
not waste each other's time.

Okay, okay.
You can never repeat
anything I tell you, right?

That's right.
Everything you say in here
is between you and God.

I stole Esther's Bible.
Purse too.

So, what do you think?
Five Hail Marys? Ten?

I think manipulating
the sacrament
of reconciliation...

to use for one's own purposes
is a sin in itself.

So double up on the Hail Marys?

[ Ham ]
You stole her Bible?
No.

She left the Bible
on the pew and walked away.
How far?

A good 15 feet.
Far enough to
give up possession.

Church is a public place.
Sanctuary or not, she's got
no expectation of privacy there.

- I could've been a lawyer.
- [ Chuckles ]

- Don't talk like that, girl.
- Well, there's
lots of pictures.

I gotta get this translated.
There's letters, Bible verses.

- Either of you got a Bible?
- Mine is out in the truck.

Anybody got a Bible
I can borrow?

[ Phone Rings ]

Hi, Clay.

No. We don't have to rent
a movie. We can find one on TV
that has kissing. Trust me.

About a half hour. Okay.

My nephew's gonna get
his first kiss this weekend.

[ Chuckles ]
First time I kissed a girl,

I used so much
wintergreen breath spray
I couldn't feel a thing.

[ Chuckles ]
What a waste.

Okay. We got two down.
Both had alibis.

Both had the fear of God
put in 'em when it comes
to working girls.

My first was Susie Burwell.

You know that game
where you pass the orange
underneath your chin,

the couple that drops
the orange has to kiss?

She told me later
she dropped it on purpose.

The girl always
drops it on purpose.
[ Laughs ]

What about your first kiss,
Grace?

Yeah. Who was the lucky guy?

I can't remember.
It was a long time ago.

Yeah? Bet he never forgot.

I gotta go pick up my nephew.

See you guys later.
See ya.

You broke into a church?
You-You stole Esther's Bible,
her purse?

She was involved in a homicide.
You will take any opportunity
to show contempt for your faith.

Your faith, Johnny.
Not mine.

Well, it used to be yours.
Then I grew up.

So, what?
Are you experimenting
with new religions now?

Once or twice.
But I didn't inhale.

You were baptized Catholic,
Grace.

You could put a dot on
your forehead, you could
get dunked in a river,

you could wear a red string
on your wrist.
[ Chuckles ]

You will always
be a Catholic.
Mmm.

I know.
It's a life sentence.

What are you supposed to do
with your noses?

It's like driving.
Just keep to the right.

[ Woman On TV ]
Having so many responsibilities.

So much tenseness.

Watching out for,
protecting so many people.

[ TV: Chattering ]

Don't worry.
[ Gasps ]

You ain't the first person
to get lost in there.

Oh.

What if he wakes up
and sees you?

[ Earl ]
He's dreaming about Violet.

So how's it going?

My witness, or suspect--
I'm not sure which--

she's underlined things,
pointed at things with arrows,
double underlined them.

"Why do you stand
afar off, O Lord?

"Why do you hide
in times of trouble?

"In the Lord,
I put my trust.

How can you say to my soul,
'Flee as a bird
to your mountain'?"

What's that
supposed to mean?

Well, it means something
to her, I suppose.

It means she can't figure
how God could dump her
at the Deluxe Airport Motel...

cleaning rubbers
out of trash cans...

and going to mass
smelling like Clorox.

You're like your brother.

He has a hard time
getting past the words.

Johnny?

It's easy for him.
He believes it all.

You sure about that?

And I'm nothing
like him either.

Well, he thinks
he's right about everything.
So do you.

Let me tell you,
God gets a big kick out of it.

Out of all you guys
fighting about this stuff.

Not-- Not like
actual fighting--

wars and people dying--
he hates that.

So which religion
has it right?

God's Warriors of Abraham.

Little sect
outside Selma, Alabama.

Mabel and Bob Tubman
founded it 10 years ago
with five of their friends.

Now they're 600 strong.

More signing up every day.

You're just making
this shit up, aren't you?

Or else you got
a really clever aneurysm.

Did I miss any kissing parts?

No.

Change of plans, Clay.

You're going to
Aunt Rhetta's tonight.

Something's come up.

Lying to a priest
has gotta be bad karma.

It wasn't that much of a lie.

I just told him we had the guy
who killed Fritch.

And we do. Almost.

We will as soon
as he tells Esther.

Here we go.
Yeah.

Where the hell
are they going?

You're telling me
the killer's been across
the street the whole time?

He wanted to stay
close to Esther.

[ Speaking Spanish ]
You have to turn your-- Tell
him he has to turn himself in.

Police!
Put the gun down!

[ Ham ]
No!

- Don't move!
- [ Groans ]

Put down the gun.

[ Shouting In Spanish ]

Drop the weapon!

[ Speaking Spanish ]

No, he's my cousin.
Please.

No one's going anywhere.
Drop the gun.

I'll kill him.
You think I won't?
[ Grace ] Listen to him, Emilio.

This isn't killing Fritch
because he was trying to
rape your cousin.

It isn't like knocking a man
off a train to protect her.

Hurt him,
it's a whole other situation.

Let him go, Emilio.

[ Esther Speaking Spanish ]

[ Spanish ]
Listen to her, Emilio.

Come on.
[ Groans ]

[ Groaning ]

See, Father, what happens
if you believe everything
you hear in church?

[ Emilio ]
Esther.

Let's go.

She left the church
of her own free will.

After you lied to the priest
about having the killer.

Lying to a priest is just
sort of an extra treat for me.
Point is,

no sanctuary.

You know, you could use
a little sanctuary yourself.

Command chain is not happy
about you dismissing the detail
in front of the church.

I didn't dismiss them.
I engaged in a tactical
redeployment of resources.

- So she'd leave.
- Kinda.

She really think that hiding
in that church was gonna
buy him more time to get away?

Well, he-- he wasn't
going to abandon her.

It was his job to protect her,
ever since they were kids.

Ever since they crossed
the border.

And who was protecting Father
Tierney? You let him walk into a
potentially dangerous situation.

I figured I could handle it.

Okay.

I'll whip up
some similar bullshit
and try to sell it upstairs.

Just don't break
any more church windows.

You told me not to
go near the doors.

Lieutenant Yukon, right?

Yeah. That's Yukon.

Met him once,
a couple of years ago.

Wasn't dressed
like that though.

We, uh, lost a couple
of bets that night.

I remember he told me
he had the best squad
in the state.

Handpicked
and hell-bent for leather.

We'd have done
anything for him.

He knew it.

A commander knows
something like that,
gives him a responsibility.

He's gotta return the honor.

That's how it works, Benny.

Why do you keep
calling me Benny?

Short for Benedict Arnold.

You got a problem
with that, Longhorn?

A man can get used to
anything, I suppose.

I'll have to come up with
something to call you.

You can call me
anything you want. Just don't
try to get me in that shirt.

Hey, Aunt Grace, do you have
any more breath mints?

You're minted to the max.
Time to go.

I just want to
brush my teeth again.

Uh, the archbishop's office
is happy with the way
things worked out.

If they want to help Esther,
they can make sure she and her
cousin get a good lawyer.

They will. They'll help
with the I.N.S. too.

Father Tierney
stop shaking yet?

I believe he has.

I gave it back.
Esther's Bible.

I gave it back to her.

I'm glad you did that.

All set.
Let's go, Uncle Johnny.

Oh, hey, listen.
You know, uh, my car's a mess.

I need to take it
to the car wash.

- Would you mind if your Aunt
Grace drove you to the party?
- In the Porsche?

Does that work for you?

Works for me.

If you need me,
give a holler.

Otherwise,
I'll pick you up at 7:30.

Okay.
Nothing to worry about.

You all right, champ?

Yeah.

I promise you, Clay.
She's just as scared
as you are.

- Shit.
- Sending that to Johnny?

Christ's sake,
don't do that, man.

It's nice.
You should send it to him.

I'm not sending it to anybody.
I'm in a dead spot.

Try it now.

[ Beeps ]

So you handle
cell phone coverage,

but tornadoes, earthquakes,
you let that slide?

That's too much paperwork.

[ Sighs ]
What?

If I thought you were real,
I might ask you
about something.

Well, ask me anyway.
What's the harm?

I'm just a fat, old tick
getting ready to pop
inside your head.

Okay.

You let me know when.