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Sam: Previously on aquarius...

-(Gunshot)
-(Body thuds)

Woman: Go see guapo.

Get right with guapo,
you're right with me.

I produce music
for ham chapel,
the record company.

The music's only part of it.
His love is everything.

Sounds like
I got this all wrong.

Why are we working so hard
to find a hooker

who's been missing
for seven years?

Because a guy named Ken karn

and his friends
don't want us to.

Man: If I don't get this
back to guapo,
he's coming for me.

-What's that smell?
-It was like that
when I took it.

Man:
Was Raymond novo murdered?
Is his body still inside?

Someone was religious.

Man: Got a body found
in a drainage ditch.

M.E. Says it's almost
a month old.

I know this guy.

Sadie: I think my neighbor's
house is being broken into.

Please hurry. I'm scared.

When I heard the cops come in,
I tried to warn cherry.

I went to the police station.
They said she wasn't there.

This is a mistake.
I don't belong here.

Six months ago, I was assigned
covert ops in Cambodia.

We're killing children.

-Look, this is classified.
-This is the truth.

If your source
is so patriotic,

make him come forward.

(Mellow rock playing)

Charlie.

-Hey, safari Jack.
-(Laughs)

Oh, good to see you.
Thanks for having us back.

You blew my mind last time.

It took me a little while to

(chuckles)
Put it all together.

You know,
I wanted to talk to you.

You know, this thing you got
going on out here, it...

It's bigger than songs,
you know?

It's a worldview, you know?

It's rapping, philosophy.

It's love, freedom. (Laughs)

Amen! Amen, man.

It's everything I hear
everyone talking about now,

but in one place.

Out here in

(laughs) Nowhere hills,
and all because of you.

Ah, I didn't do nothin', man.

I'm shy. (Chuckles)

I tell you, though...
What I did do, though.

See, I didn't like
the part I was playin',

so I changed it.

Ooh.

Maybe that made some
other people strong

in thinking they could
do it too, but...

That's what.

That's what I want to
show with the movie,

you doing your thing.
You know, the music too,

but all this here,
lay it out for people.

They need to know
what's happening, man,
know what's possible.

All right, Jack, yeah.

All right, far out!

Um, no time like
the present, right?

You know, we, uh,
we gotta move.

We could get some stuff
on film, but...

The slowest is always
the leader, right?

'Cause he sets the pace.

(Music playing)

Morning. You're here early.

Yeah, I'm here
on important police business.

I have to descale
the coffee pot.

It's never been
decaled before,

but suddenly detective whalen

has a wild hair up his ass
about calcium deposits

affecting the taste, so...

'Course,
now it's an emergency.

Well, when you're
done with that,
can you help me?

-I can help you now.
-Great.

I need to know
who in this city

uses formaldehyde
and for what.

Formaldehyde
as in embalming fluid?

A funeral home, morgue.

Right, but where else?
You know, factories,
warehouses.

Anywhere to keep things
and move them in and out
on the qt.

Well, I know
they use formaldehyde
in particle board, fiberboard.

Exactly what I mean.
Anything you can find
like that.

Okay, got it.

-Cover for me if anyone asks.
-'Course.

And don't worry about whalen.

I'll get someone else
to descale the coffee pot.

Or you could just
tell him I did it.

I guarantee he won't notice.

(Soft whirring)

Woman: Then we lived on
a commune on this farm
in new Mexico.

That's how come
I know how to do stuff

like build fire pits
and cook oatmeal

for a whole lot of people
at once.

-Hillman: Sounds great.
-Yeah.

But this one day,

I was sitting in front
of our building, crying,

and this guy came up
on a motorcycle

and asked if I wanted
to go get donuts.

Hillman: And that was Charlie.

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh, like a dream.

Is minnie done? Is it my turn?

I want you

to tell me what happened
in that police station.

I did, Charlie.

Tell me again.

They said Emma wasn't there.

Just like that? Just...

Stonewalled a pretty girl
like you, huh?

Who'd you tell 'em you were?

(Chuckles) Her sister.

They asked you why
you thought she was there,

what she'd done?

So pretty little you
walks in there,

butter wouldn't melt,

tell 'em you think
they have your sister,

and they don't ask why
or what for?

They just send you
on your way.

I don't know what
they were doing, Charlie.

They didn't tell me.

They wouldn't
tell me anything.

Go find Janet.

It's her turn to tell a story.

Officer:
Detective hudzik around?

Not hudzik. Hodiak.
Detective Hodiak

I'm not talking anymore
to anyone till I see him.

Just keep your hair on.

I was worried you might
not remember me.

Oh, stop.

Of all the people
I've ever met

wearing paint
instead of clothes,

you were by far
the most polite.

Now, I don't know
if you know this,

but first time offense
marijuana possession

comes with an automatic
one to ten-year stretch.

I'm betting you do know
that this is not your
first offense, though.

Yeah.

-But prison...
-Okay, I hear you.

So why don't you
tell me this thing

you think is gonna
help me so much.

These bikers,
they work for Lucille.

I saw them move a body.
This guy, Jimmy boots.

They put him in the trunk
of a gray station wagon.

Sam: Was Lucille there?

Rachel:
No, just a biker named Roy.

He's like their captain,
and one called joker.

I think Lucille knows.

She said Jimmy
moved back east,

that he missed
the seasons changing.

And that's murder,
or at least, like,

some kind of conspiracy
to cover one up, isn't it?

I can tell you
everything I saw.

The station wagon,
it had curtains
in the back window,

and the license plate
starts with a5.

All right. All right, well,

I'm gonna stop you
right there, Rachel.

This is all very helpful.

I just can't do anything
about it right now.

What does that mean?

What, I'm a snitch
for nothing?

Not nothing.

I'm gonna reduce your charges
to misdemeanor loitering

after you write
all this down for me.

I don't understand.

You're not going
to prison, Rachel.

Concentrate on that
while I find you a pen.

Thank you.

Charmain:
So, formaldehyde found in

durable press fabrics
like drapes, carpets,

photography labs
in the stabilizer,
biology labs,

anywhere specimens
are being preserved.

Automotive, it's used
in brake shoes, axles,

and it's also a precursor
in paints and explosives.

Okay, she saw Roy

and a sidekick pack Jimmy too

into the trunk of a long,
gray station wagon

with curtains in the back,
also known as a...

-Hearse.
-Hearse. Yes.

So that smell of formaldehyde,

that was from
the funeral parlor.

Which is the very first thing
I said when you asked me.

So, what's next?

They call them the bone saw.

-I know. I'm prepared.
-I don't know
if I mentioned that.

-Bone saw?
-I'm prepared. Yes.

Okay. Well, then,
you should go look for

a gray Cadillac
or Pontiac hearse.

With an a and a5 in the plate.

-That's what's next for you.
-Okay.

-Bone saw.
-Yes, I know.

You don't know where to go.

Lucille's a silent partner
in five motels around here.

Sitting here trying
to remember which.

It's just...

She'll be looking for me.

I didn't show up for work,
and I just...

That woman is a bloodhound.

It's times like this
I wish I spoke to my sister.

She's orthodox.

We're Jewish.

(Laughs) I mean, I'm not.

Wow.

You really went all out
on the interior decoration.

Uh, thank you.

Um, you take the bedroom,
and I'll take the couch.

Gentleman.

I try.

(Blues music playing)

Rachel?

I had a hard day.

I think you should
help me feel better.

Sam: Mmm, look.

You... you don't
have to do this.

(Laughs) Don't be stupid.

Am I acting like a girl
who thinks she has to?

(Groans)

(Muttering and laughing)

You're spinning. (Laughs)

Just two hours ago,

you were outside
of a police station crying.

And now you think you gotta
give me something back,

-and you don't.
-Well, maybe,

I just wanna have some fun.

Or maybe you've had
enough fun for one day.

Yeah, I know
you're a grown-up.

But you're also involved
with Lucille,

her dead husband,
and a dead mobster,

and that doesn't feel
right to you,

because, underneath it all,

you're just a nice
Jewish girl.

So go back to the bedroom,

go to sleep.

I will still help you
in the morning.

Because underneath it all,

I'm just a nice
half-Jewish guy.

I'm not spinning.

I'm getting my life together.

I know.

So when all this blows over,

you and I are
revisiting this fun

you just left on the table.

(Whimpers Lustfully)

You promise I'm gonna be okay?

I promise.

Come here.

Ah, just friends.

(Giggles)

Sleep.

Hodiak!

-I need your help.
-With what?

Our queer killer case.

You mean cutler's
queer killer case?

I don't have
a queer killer case,

because Raymond novo
was no homo.

He's a movie star, remember?

And you're not a detective.

-Remember?
-Okay, well...

Both Chris Wagner
and Raymond novo

brought their killers
to places they felt safe.

Wagner to his home,
novo to his home
away from home.

They were both robbed
and tortured before
they were killed.

And except for
how novo wasn't,

they were both gay.

So we got a case?

Well, maybe he wasn't
a killer right off the bat.

Maybe he went too far once,

found that he liked it,
kept going.

Exactly. That's why
I fluttered my eyelashes

at that file clerk upstairs...

-The heartbreak of psoriasis?
-That's the one.

She helped me put together

every open
home invasion robbery

where the victim got hurt more
than the situation required.

There are this many unsolved
violent home invasions

in our precinct alone?

It's like a sign from God
saying, "move to irvine."

(Upbeat rock music playing)

Katie: I grew up catholic.

Catholic school, like that.

I actually wanted to be a nun,

but, uh, I just couldn't
find my way to it.

I wanted to make
someone happy,

you know?

But no one wanted
that from me.

No one wanted anything I had.

Except one person.

And when I met him

I never looked back.

Shafe: Found it.

Older couple on outpost
in August.

Husband said they were asleep
when the guy broke in,

cleaned the place out,
jewelry, money, all that.

Responding officer
found the wife dead

in the living room
with a skull fracture

wearing lingerie
he described as "complicated."

Go on.

Husband had knife slashes
all over his chest and arms,

was roped to the headboard
by the neck.

Hmm.

Was he naked?

He was not. He had socks on.

I would like to talk to him.
What's his name?

Francis day Murray.

(Chuckles) No, no, no, no.

Yeah? Oh...

-You know him.
-Yes.

No! I don't know him
personally,

but he's a superior
court judge.

Although he did hold me
in contempt once,

so we have shared a moment.

(Exhales)

(Rock music playing)

Helping my Uncle fix bikes.

Must have been 12, 13.

(Chuckles)

Then my Uncle found Jesus,

and he wanted everybody
to find Jesus.

But that... (Smacks lips)

That didn't work for me, man.

You know, some of the girls,

they say they, uh,
believe Charlie's like Jesus.

No, we don't believe he is.

Charlie is Jesus.

He's Jesus Christ, our lord.
I saw him.

Saw what?

Water. He walked on it.

Roy: (Chuckles) All right.

You've had enough,
little lady.

I hate you, Roy. I...

I'm gonna be honest here.

It's been tough lately.

There's a bad energy,

very dark ever since
cherry pop...

What happened to cherry pop?

I think

we need to go skinny-dipping.

(Both chuckling)

Katie: Come on.

I got a call

asking me to come down,
look at some photographs,

identify someone?

I know you.

What is this?

I... I called you.

Okay? I'm officer shafe.

Oh, isn't this just rich?

I'll give it to you.

You do babe in the woods
pretty well, you fooled me.

I'm sorry, okay?
I was there to do a job.

Well, I don't remember anybody

getting arrested
or anything that night, so...

Do you remember Chris Wagner?

He was nice.
Was he a friend of yours?

Because he left
with someone who killed him.

Look, I won't lie.
I did not wanna be

in your place that night,
but I was.

I was right there
in that room,

and it happened anyway.

You think I feel good
about that?

You left before Chris did.

You couldn't have
seen anyone, so...

Why am I here?

You said you need me
to make an I.D.

Yeah, I do. Come with me.

Uh, Frank,
you remember Sam Hodiak?

Sure.

-Thank you for coming in,
your honor.
-Oh, my pleasure.

Al here said you might
have a lead on the man
who killed Lillian.

Well, I've been reading up
on the case file

because we've caught a couple
similar cases recently, so...

Have you?

Yeah, does that surprise you?

Surprise? No.

I just hadn't heard
anything about it.

Well, it's a fairly
recently development,

otherwise, I'm sure
you would have been

brought up to speed.

I mean, unless...

Unless what?

Unless they were
too embarrassed to...

You know,
there's fresh coffee.

I'm gonna grab a cup.
Can I get you...

I'll get you a cup.
I'll get you one.

-Lou?
-No, thanks, Sam.

All right. I'll be right back.

(Door closes)

Lee: Not in the bar.

He never came in the bar,

but definitely
in the neighborhood.

Especially on the weekends.

Driving around slow,
looking to catch an eye.

In a real cherry car, too.

A Jaguar.

Probably didn't hurt
his chances.

Did you ever see
anybody get into the car?

Of course. Come on.

Suddenly you care
about us too?

I know.

What's next,
rock Hudson going public?

I'll walk you out.

Sam: Okay, what was I saying?

You know, 'cause...

Cops are not always
the most subtle of creatures,

-so, you know...
-Thank you.

Whoever might've
usually brought this up to you

might not have known
how to tell you,

because they respect you.

Bring what up?

You know, for me,

I feel like we all march
to the beat

of a different drummer
with this stuff, you know?

I mean, if this job teaches
you anything, it's that.

You wanna get
to the point, son?

Well, for all I know,
it was your wife's idea

for you to go out
and get guys for her,

for you to watch,
for the both of you, even.

Who knows?

How dare you.

I don't know what to say
to you right now, Al.

But, detective, by tomorrow,

you'll be directing traffic
in hollenbeck division.

I hope it was worth it.

Will it be worth it to you

when this all comes out anyway

and it drags your name
through the dirt

and Lillian's?

When it turns out

you could have helped me
right here, right now?

And whatever you tell me,

I will say I found out
some other way.

And if this guy goes down

for some other murders
and not your wife's,

for a man like you that served
justice his entire life,

isn't that a damn sight better

than him not
going down at all?

Now, I do not care what you
and your wife got into.

In fact, honestly,
I think it's great

that you found each other.

Kindred spirits.

Personally,

I would give anything
for that myself.

And if I were you,

I would avenge her.

(Sighs)

Hispanic.

Mexican, maybe.

In his 20s.

Average height, average build.

On his, uh, lower abdomen,

he had an appendectomy scar.

I made a comment about it,
a joke,

and so he gave me
some scars of my own.

Sam: Thank you.

Hillman: Charlie.

-Charlie.
-Huh?

-Hey.
-Hey.

Just now Katie and Roy
were talking about cherry.

Something happen to her?

Ah, she was betrayed
by the world, my man.

Same thing
that happened to us all.

Besides, why dream of a cherry

when you got peaches
and plums dangling low
everywhere you look?

(Chuckling)

(Muffled music playing)

(Chattering and laughing)

Sam!

Come on, join the fun.

Mmm. You know, Bernard,

he just got back from...

Wait. Where was it, Bernie?
Turkey?

Anyway, he brought this
far out purple hashish,

you gotta come try.

Bernie, is it?

Is that your
drug paraphernalia

that you brought over
international borders?

Groovy.

Rachel happen to mention
I was a cop?

No?

It's true.

Have a nice night.

Rachel:
If you want me to go, I'll go.

No, no.
I want you to start acting

as smart as you are.

Why do you care?

Because you think
this town was just built

to throw cash and fun
at your pretty face,

but it will rape you
and stab you
and disappear you.

You tell me that you
want to change

because you think
that's what I wanna hear,

and it is, it's true.

But that's because I'd rather
not land your case, Rachel.

I'd rather you started
using your brains

and protecting yourself.

Or you could protect me.

Instead of doing nothing
about Jimmy too.

It's a complicated
investigation.

Doesn't mean you're in hiding,
though. You can go back.

I haven't been to work
in days.

Lucille will know
something's not right.

Ah, well,
you just tell her the truth,

that you met a handsome,
slightly older man

who swept you off your feet
and then left town.

Bastard.

(Chuckles)

She'll look into it.

Next idea.

-I know what to do.
-What?

Punch me. In the face.

-No. I... don't do that.
-I'll say I was robbed.

-No, that's not gonna work.
-Knocked out.

No, you're not
listening to me.

I'll say I was
in the hospital.

-Sam, do it.
-It won't work.

I've got a better idea,
all right?

I will do it.

My way.

Captain dunne's office
just called.

He's coming by around 11:00
after the budget meeting. Sir?

Could you pass that on
to the lieutenant?

Hey, Lou.

You look a little, uh...

You know, end of a long,
hard march.

Yeah. It was a night.

I don't want to get into it.

Need a little hair
of what bit ya.

Isle of sky special reserve?

You wanna give that to me?

I want you to share it.

You and me, babe.

(Sniffs)

Just take a little sniff.

-Proire: No, no, no!
-(Cutler laughing)

No! She said no!

(Laughing)

I got a... (Coughs)

I got the photograph here
I want you to see.

I just...
This one is beautiful.

(Laughing)

Gotta show you this!

# oh, she...

Cutler: Oh. Shh.

# pushed her wheelbarrow
through the street... #

cutler: Captain dunne.

T-bone!

Get yourself a glass.

Put on your kilt.

-You.
-Yes, cap.

This the way Hollywood
division does things
these days?

I know
this is a little unusual,

but, you know,
a little pop now and then

take the edge off, you know?

Out.

(Door closes)

How's the wife, t-bone?

(Rock music playing)

(Whooping)

Gotta go.

Detective Sam Hodiak

-(Beads clattering)
-Rachel!

I've been worried about you.

-Where you been, sweetie?
-With me.

I see.

"With."

She's my girlfriend.

So we've been spending
some time together.

Huh.

My girl is special to me.
Her safety is important to me,

so I'll be keeping
an eye on her.

I just thought
you should know that.

You know what, Sam?
Happy to help.

Good to hear.

What happened?

(Exhales)

-Have you slept at all?
-The reporter.

What did he say?

It's a conversation,
not a decree.

So he said no.

It's a scary situation,
so that's understandable,

but you gotta give me that.

Huh? He'll come around.

-And what if he doesn't?
-Damn it!

Is there anybody else
lurking around here
waiting to jump out at me?

Maybe Allen funt or...
Where's... is dad here?

Opal: He's at a gig.

Of course he is.

I can't wait.

All I've done is wait.

And every day that has gone by

is a day that
I should have done something,

and I just didn't,
and pretty soon it just...

Now it's not gonna
even matter that
I left in the first place.

Opal: Honey, please.

We know that
you have been waiting,

and you could have left
any day before now, too,

but you didn't, 'cause
you wanna do what's right.

So let your father help you.

Please.

Because, otherwise,
one wrong step

and they're gonna hang you
for treason.

No.

I'll take care of this.
You just have to trust me.

But you gotta get some sleep,
all right?

(Whispers)
Forgive us our trespasses...

(Knocking)

-Hi.
-Louise Mitchell?

Yeah. Can I help you?

Did you ever go by Lois?
Lois Miller?

Can I see your
right shoulder, please?

Thank you.

What do you want?

Nothing.

Thank you.

Hey, I want you to know

that everything
that's happened...

I haven't been myself.

I was worried about
the wrong things,

and I got confused.

But I'm not confused
about you, Sam.

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

You got me here.
Middle of the day.

I don't know if you know this,

but my son, who's in Vietnam,
is not in Vietnam.

He's here, and he's in
some trouble that I can't fix.

He's AWOL,
and you want what from me?

Your connections,

someone high up
enough to grant immunity

in exchange
for classified documents

detailing illegal actions
by the U.S. government.

And quickly, because
Walt wants to go to the press.

So, he's a radical?

Mmm, I don't think he is.

I think being over there
did something to him.

-To his mind.
-Come on, Sam.

You've accused me,
you've threatened me,

you've slept with my wife

in my own house,
and now you want...

Make a trade.

Trade?

Let's talk about a prostitute

that disappeared
seven years ago.

Now let's talk
about her friend

who reported her missing

and the things she might know.

I don't know what they are.

But I know her name,
her real name.

And I know where she lives.

It's a house in riverside.

Costs way more than
a woman in her position

could ever scrape together
to afford.

Someone paid her to be quiet.

But she filed that missing
persons report anyway

because she just didn't want
to see this girl go forgotten.

If you're so sure
she knows something,

why haven't you...

So I could stand here with you

and sell the last shred
of my soul

to keep my son safe.

If I speak to this woman,

I will have to
formally investigate

anything she tells me.

But if you agree
to help my son,

I won't say word one to her.

And we all go on
with our lives.

Such as they are.

Fine. It's a deal.

I'll call my friend
at the DOD now.

Manson:
So you talked to sadie?

Roy: Yeah, I did.

Hmm. You believe her?

I don't like to believe, man.

I like to find out, you know?

'Course,
there's no finding out

with sadie anyway,
really, right?

Hmm.

I even tried to tell her,
maybe things will be better

with cherry gone,
that she was pretty heavy.

Maybe we'd better off

if the man took her on down
the road for us.

What did sadie
think about that?

And what did old sadie mae
think about that?

She said,

"there are no questions
in the world, Roy.

"A question
is just a statement

"that tells me what
you're really thinking."

(Laughs)

She kinda reminded me of you.

(Chuckles)

(Distant crowd chatter)

There you are.

Yeah, I was just thinking

it wouldn't take that much
money for us to...

What did you do to cherry?

What? Nothing, Charlie.

You for sure made a big
song and dance about her.

-We all saw that.
-Because I'm sad.

Because you're lying!

No.

Because anything I do,

everything I am,

is for you, Charlie.

Why is it a bad thing, huh,
to love you?

To be your wife,

your child,

your lieutenant?

You used to call me...

Do not make me do it again!

And what did you do
to that girl?

(Laughing)

That sweet, sweet girl.

Your favorite girl.

That perfect girl...

(Groans)

(Laughing)

(Continues laughing)

What is wrong with you?

Mmm. You're the one.

(Grunts)

I can see it in your eyes.

You're not mine.

You're your own.
You do what you want.

Mmm. I love you.

I love you, Charlie.

You had her taken.

You fed her to the man.

Emma, who never did
nothing to you

but be smarter and better!

No. I loved cherry
like my own sister.

I want you to cleanse
the evil from your soul.

I want you to pray for light.

Heavenly father,

I humbly beseech you,

please forgive me for my sins.

(Whispering)

Please forgive me.

I am truly...

You can leave that there.

Uh, no.
(Stuttering) That's okay.

-We got it. Thanks.
-What you got? Huh?

You spy, thief.

You know
what they did to those

in the olden times,
huh, hammurabi?

Eye for an eye,
root for a root.

Charlie!

Movie's over.

No, just, uh, appendix.

Hispanic male, average build,
early to mid-20s.

Yeah. Thanks. It's important.

This is an open
homicide investigation.

The guy's still at large.

Zero.

Okay, uh,
thanks for your time.

Damn it.

(Telephone ringing)

Hollywood division.

Ken: Detective Hodiak, please.

Ken karn.
He's expecting my call.

One moment.
Hey, it's Ken karn.

Hodiak.

I talked with my friend
at the DOD.

Yeah? What'd he say?

He'll put you in touch
with someone

who can negotiate with you.

That's the best I can do.

He'll call tomorrow
with the details.

His name is Halpert.

Charles Halpert. All right?

Yeah.

And Sam? We're even now.

Yeah, I suppose we are.

(Scoffs)
Don't sound so disgusted.

We're exactly the same.

We're covering
other people's mistakes.

If you weren't cuckolding me,

I'd probably
take you for a drink,
and we'd be friends.

Anyway, have a nice life.

So, it's done.

I saved the man you love.

You're welcome.

You know, at one point,
I loved you.

No, you didn't.

But I wanted to.

And so did you.

Is it really behind you,

whatever happened
seven years ago?

Grace...

Yes.

He owes you. Hal.

He knows that.

And you owe me
for standing by you.

Is that what you call it?

That's exactly what I call it.

This is a fresh start, right?

God, I hope so.

Then we're gonna
make the most of it.

You okay?

-I heard...
-Accident.

I'll get a broom.

-Can I get you anything else?
-No.

Thanks.

You drunk? Hey, easy.

Hey, hey.

-I have an idea.
-Just wait a minute.

I have an idea.
Just get out of my way.

I can't let you drive, Sam.

-Relax.
-You're a child, a baby.

Yeah, well,
you're drunk and a lunatic...

Just...

You know, I been watching you
unravel slow for a while, Sam,

but you're picking up speed.

So just take a breath,
detective.

No, no, I get it, okay?

Things are bad at home
and everything,

but this isn't home.

I do my job.

Crack skulls on a dime?

-What are you, my mother?
-I'm your friend.

You're not my friend.
I don't even like you
and your stupid hair.

Yeah, well, I don't like
you either, you prick.

Nobody likes the guy

who comes in like they're
the only one with troubles.

-Nobody...
-Oh, what troubles
do you have?

You married the most
beautiful woman that
ever looked your way,

and you want points
for sainthood

because your perfect,
healthy baby and wife
are colored?

Does it ever get boring being
better than everybody else?

Okay, yeah, say what you want,
but this is about you.

(Chuckles)

Yeah, I'm done, huh?

;)

You do what you want.

You wanna kill yourself?

Kill yourself. I don't care.

I'll call you
a black and white.

(Whimpering)

Hal, what the...

I need your help, Ken.

It happened again.

(Hal sobbing)

Re-ReSynced And Corrected text By Chuck