All language subtitles for Picket.Fences.S04E01.WebRip

‐[Matthew] Out of my way!
‐[Zack] I got here first.

[Matthew] Well, open the door.

This is lame.

No, it’s not.

A breakfast surprise party.

Look, she’ll never expect it

and besides Kim loves
Dad’s pancakes.

Look, Einstein,

you don’t have a surprise party

for someone who already
knows she’s going away.

Like, where’s the surprise?

The surprise, Matthew, is that
she has two wonderful brothers

who want to give her a special
send‐off.

‐Yeah, Matthew.
‐Shut up.

‐No, you shut up!
‐You little wimp!

‐[clamoring]
‐[Jimmy] Zip it!

Pull it together,
I think she’s up,

come on, quick.

Boy, they’re sure acting out.

Kim’s going away tomorrow,
all the attention.

[sighs] How are you doing,
by the way?

[Jimmy] Mmm?

You’re awfully quiet
for somebody

whose little girl’s going away
to college.

[chuckles] I’m just fine,

‐just fine.
‐Mmm.

Look at that.

What?

You’re not very good
with change, Jimmy.

I don’t mind change,
it’s surprise I don’t like.

‐Oh, wait. [shushing]
‐[voices approaching]

[Zack] Hurry up, come on.

Why are we having breakfast

‐in the dining room?
‐You’ll see.

[all] Surprise!

Oh, wow!

Get together, I want another
picture with your sister there.

‐[Zack] OK.
‐Uh, this is great
and everything, Dad, but‐‐

‐Hold it!
‐[camera clicks]

I’m not going‐‐

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

You are going to college,
young lady.

‐Daddy!
‐You think a high school diploma
is going to cut it out there?

‐Mom!
‐The school diploma’s
worth nothing.

What, you’re going to flip
burgers all day?

‐I’m leaving.
‐Kimberly, wait, wait.

At least now
it’s a surprise party.

Jimmy, I’m sure that Kim has
a perfectly good explanation,

don’t you, honey?

Yes, if the neo‐fascist here

would let me speak.

Now, Daddy,
I am going to Madison
just not right away.

I’ve done a lot of thinking
and I’ve decided

that I don’t want to be
a lawyer anymore.

You don’t?

I want to be a doctor.

What?

You want to be a doctor...

like your mother?

Well,
not exactly like my mother.

I’m thinking cardiothoracic
surgery, you know?

A specialty on the cutting edge,

something that people
really respect.

How interesting.

And Madison
has this terrific program

that puts you into med school
on the fast track

after three years.

But they only take 50 freshmen

and I don’t have
the math or science to qualify.

So I thought I’d take courses
at Atagamey this year

and then reapply in the spring.

Atagamey Junior College.

We’d just be 10 miles away.

Boy, that’s great!

[chuckling]
Isn’t that great, honey?

Yeah, I’m, I’m sure it is

but there’s plenty
to think about.

Well, I talked to my
pre‐med advisor at Madison

and I already have
my application for Atagamey.

So, basically everything’s
taken care of.

[Jimmy] That’s great.

Well, let’s have some pancakes.

Let me understand this.

Kimberly wants to follow
in your footsteps

and you’re upset?

She doesn’t want to follow
in them, Jimmy.

She wants to obliterate them.

‐I don’t believe it.
‐Did you hear what she said?

I want a specialty
people respect.

What does that tell you?

She’s making
a major career decision

based on competing
with her mother.

The Electra Complex
is so obvious,

I can’t believe
you didn’t see it.

‐The what?
‐Never mind, I’m late.

‐Well, do you want me
to do anything?
‐[engine starts]

‐No, nothing.
‐You want me to talk to her?

I’ll talk to her but how do you
talk to somebody

who has everything
all figured out?

Hey, Max, new look, huh?

I don’t want to talk about it,
OK?

What’s with Max’s hair?

I don’t want to talk about it,
all right?

I’d like to talk to you, please.

‐[Maxine] If you don’t mind.
‐Now!

‐[door slams shut]
‐What?

I can’t believe you did this.

It’s my hair.

You’re not a blonde.

I am now!

How could you do this?
You would never do this!

What do you mean
I would never do this?

I just did it!

Hello, Kenny, this is me.

It’s not you, Max.
This is not who you are!

‐According to whom?
‐According to me!

Kenny, it’s my hair
and I’ll do what I want with it.

You didn’t even have
the courtesy to tell me.

Since when do
I need your permission?

It’s not about permission, Max.
I don’t count.

I went to bed with a red head

and I woke up with
Sheena the Jungle Woman!

[scoffs]
Well, that’s pretty funny

coming from Kenny the Caveman.

Is that what you think?

All you need is the club.

‐That’s it.
‐What?

We’re through.

‐We’re breaking up?
‐That’s right.

Over my hair?

It’s more than just your hair.

‐Yeah?
‐Yeah.

‐Fine.
‐Good.

It’s my hair!

[door slams shut]

[woman] Cutting to the chase,

the mayor’s task force
on police effectiveness

recommends several
immediate changes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what changes? Why?

To improve community relations.

Part of an on‐going study,
Jimmy.

Our survey shows
a 53 percent approval rating.

‐That’s pretty dismal,
if you ask me.
‐What is he doing here?

Douglas Wambaugh,
special counsel
to the mayor’s task force.

To begin, we recommend
three changes to the uniforms.

What’s wrong with the uniforms?

Too militaristic.

We want friendly policemen.

Right now that uniform says,

"Stay away from me
or I’ll break your face."

We wanted to say,

“Hey, I’m just like you.
I’m here to help.”

I don’t believe this.

She has a point, Jimmy.

Ever seen photos of Hitler’s
brown shirts?

‐I think you use
the same designer.
‐Doug.

Policeman’s uniform is
supposed to be militaristic.

People have to know
who’s in charge.

"Force, violence,

"pressure,

"and compulsion
with the view to conformity

are both uncivilized
and undemocratic."

Where’d you get that,
from a fortune cookie?

Mohandas Gandhi.

Ah, Gandhi.

What a mensch!

‐He looked good in a robe, too.
‐Doug.

Change number one,

no more ties.

Number two, get rid of the hats.

‐Our trooper hats?
‐On Smokey the Bear,
they look good, maybe.

Our trooper hats?

Ta‐da!

Baseball caps.

Very stylish.

And we want the sheriff
out of uniform,

in plain clothes,
one of the people.

Do I have to take orders...

from a convicted felon?

‐She was not convicted.
‐Well, she should have been,

she was robbing banks!

But I’m charming.

You want a play at being
a mayor? You go ahead.

but you keep your nose
out of my department.

[door opens and closes]

[indistinct conversations]

What is all this?

What are you doing?

What is this?

Persimmon,
the mayor requested it.

It says so right here.

‐The mayor?
‐Yeah.

‐Beige. Make it beige.
‐Yes, sir.

Jimmy.

What did you do to your hair?

Oh, my God! Is everybody
going insane around here?

‐Jimmy.
‐This better be good.

We got a 911 for a house fire...

‐Call fire department.
‐We did.

It’s Carter Pike’s house.
They think he’s still inside.

[sirens wailing]

[overlapping chatter]

Carter!

Mitch! Carter Pike in there?

I don’t know. Excuse me.
We’re losing the house.
In fact, two.

[man] OK, let’s attack the fire.

Man down!

‐[man] Carter.
‐[woman]
All right, watch his neck.

Take his glasses.
I’ll keep it going.

[man] OK, here is the O2.

‐[woman] Got a pulse?
‐[man] Yeah.

[sirens blaring]

[machines beeping]

‐This man your patient, Jill?
‐Yes.

[Brian] No serious burns,
I was expecting smoke inhalation

but oxidization is 94 percent
and respiration is down.

‐What’s his rate?
‐Nine.

Did you check his pupils, Brian?

Something suppressing his CNS.

‐I’d say we have drugs on board.
‐I ordered a tox screen.

Why wait?
Give me narcan two amps.

IV push, nazacon,
titrated to 0.2.

D50 wide open, now, please.

I’m laughing. Ha ha!

You call that
a settlement offer?

Oh, come in, come in.

When hell freezes over, Norman.

Add two more zeros
then we might consider it.

‐Kimberly, how are you?
‐Fine.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Wait, I got
a little something for you,

‐a going‐away gift.
‐Mister‐‐

I don’t know, Miryam wrapped
it up last night.

Oh, there it is.

A little something for you
from your favorite non‐relative.

‐Mr. Wambaugh‐‐
‐Go ahead open it, open it.

Black’s Law Dictionary,
the cornerstone of
your legal education.

There’s an inscription.

"To Kimberly,

"long may you remember
the lessons learned

"at the knee of your mentor.

see you in court,
Douglas Wambaugh."

‐Mr. Wambaugh‐‐
‐You like that, huh?

"See you in court."

Miryam thought
it was extremely clever.

Mr. Wambaugh,

[sighs]
I’m not going to be a lawyer.

What?

I’ve decided to
go into medicine.

You’re...

You’re not going to be a lawyer?

It’s nothing personal.

No, no, no, no, of course not.
Of course not.

It’s just a shock, that’s all.

For over a year,

I treated you like a member
of the Wambaugh firm,

Showed you the tricks
of the trade.

I know.

What happened?
I don’t understand.

Well, it’s complicated.

I’ve seen what goes on
with the law.

‐And‐‐
‐With me, you mean?

No, no.

What I mean is,

I don’t think I could argue
just any side of a case.

Well, that’s the beauty of
the adversarial system.

We talked about that, remember?

I do remember, Mr. Wambaugh,

but I just want
a different path.

Fine.

Leave the book here,
I’ll return it.

Oi!

The inscription.

Well, maybe
they’ll give me a break.

Mr. Wambaugh, I didn’t...

I didn’t mean to upset you.

Who’s upset?

‐Who’s upset?
‐[phone ringing]

Be a doctor.

[phone continues ringing]

Douglas Wambaugh.

Oh, yes, Ted.

I’ve heard, tragic.

Absolutely you have a case.

There must be negligence
in there somewhere.

He’s out of danger.

‐Something you not telling me?
‐I don’t know.

I have to talk to Carter first.

Hey, Carter.

How are you feeling?

Groggy.

[Jill] I’m not surprised.

Carter,

We detected significant traces

of alcohol, diazepam,

and hydromorphone
in your system.

What were you doing
before the fire?

Nothing.

Preparing lunch.

‐Day off, I do get them
occasionally, you know.
‐I know.

Had a glass of wine, maybe two.
I don’t remember.

It was more than two, Carter.

It’s, uh, it’s very stressful
being a medical examiner,

you know.

I work under
a magnifying glass, Jill.

I make a mistake
and the public hears about it.

And what about the pills?

I’m up for
recertification next month

and burning the midnight oil.

I wanted to kick back,
so I took a sedative.

‐How many milligrams?
‐I don’t know.

Ten, 20.

[Jill] And the hydromorphone?

What is this? The third degree?

What’s going on?

My bad knee
flares up occasionally.

So I took some morphine.

So you ingested alcohol,

sedatives, and narcotics.

I guess I got a little drowsy.
[laughs]

Went face down
into the endive salad

while the wok
was still on the stove.

Chicken stir fry.

You let that peanut oil get up

above 155 degrees centigrade,

you got a regular
flame thrower on your hands.

Cut the crap, Carter.

You’re a doctor,

you knew that
you had taken a potentially
lethal combination of drugs.

‐What are you saying, Jill?
‐What are you saying?

[Carter] Nothing...

I made a mistake, that’s all.

I had a little too much to drink

and I forgot what I was doing,

that’s all.

I bring chocolates.

Doug.

Turtles, my favorite, I ate one.

I hope you don’t mind.

‐Hello, Doug.
‐[Jill] Doug,

visiting hours
aren’t until two o’clock.

Visiting hour,
schmisiting hours,

a person can’t
call on a sick friend.

How’re you anyway, Carter,
you look lousy.

I’m OK.

‐Is he OK?
‐I’d like to keep him overnight.

‐I’m fine.
‐Excellent.

Then, I’ll see you in my office
Monday afternoon

for the deposition.

What?

I represent Ted Bogdan.

His insurance company,
of course.

Ted Bogdan, my neighbor?

His house caught fire
when yours burned down.

We filed a lawsuit an hour ago.

Doug,
this is totally inappropriate.

No need to worry.

It’s his insurance company
against yours.

Let the big boys sort it out.

Doug. Let’s go. Let’s, let’s,
let Carter rest, OK?

‐Come on.
‐[Douglas] Yeah, uh,
why certainly certainly.

I’ll see you Monday.

Glad you’re feeling better.

Max, office please.

[drawer slides shut]

Look...

I owe you an apology.

What I said
about your hair before.

‐I, I, was out of line.
‐Oh.

I just had a lot of things
in my mind.

That’s OK, Jimmy, it’s OK.

That’s it.

Well, don’t you want to know
why I did it?

No, I...

you don’t have to tell me

unless you want to
tell me about it. Uh...

‐it’s your business you know.
‐That’s right,

you know it is my business.
And that’s what I told Kenny.

Only he doesn’t get it.

I don’t know why.

I mean,
maybe that’s why I did it.

Maybe I was looking to get out.

Do you think that’s possible,
Jimmy?

‐What?
‐Because between you and me

it just was not working.

‐What are you talking about?
‐Me and Kenny.

‐Oh!
‐Not that the sex wasn’t great,

are you kidding?

Sex with Kenny
was never a problem.

‐Uh, Max!
‐On the top, on the bottom,
from the side.

‐Max!
‐He did this thing
with a piece of string‐‐

Max, uh, uh, you don’t have to
talk about this.

Yes, I do,

because you see this, Jimmy?

This is the new me.

It’s the new Max

and I’m gonna speak my mind.

You always told me
I should speak my mind

and I’m gonna do it.

Didn’t know there was a problem.

And anyway it takes
more than great sex

to make a relationship, right?

I mean, that’s what’s so weird.

Before Kenny and I got involved,
we were best friends

now we can’t stand
the sight of each other.

What happened?

I mean,
can’t you be best friends

and have great sex?

Do you and Jill still have
great sex, Jimmy?

Max, uh...

I want to know because...

maybe
my expectations are unrealistic.

Um, Max, I’m a married man
with three children

one of whom is going off
to college, I think.

Now, I consider myself lucky
to have any...

you know.

Well, did you and Jill
have great sex before,

you know, you got so tired?

I’m not tired, Max.

Jill and I still occasion‐‐

More than occasionally...
and it’s still...

you know, uh...

I don’t want to talk
about me and Jill.

‐Let’s talk about you and Kenny.
‐Ugh...

I don’t want to talk about
me and Kenny.

Thanks anyway, Jimmy.

[door closes]

Excuse me, Henry,

have you got a minute?

Is this a legal question?

‐Yes.
‐Come in.

I have a patient.

I can’t be certain

but I think he may
have tried to commit suicide.

Usually isn’t much doubt,
is there?

Well, in this case, there is.

There were drugs involved

and the patient claims they got
into a system...

accidentally.

Did this person leave a note?

Uh, no, not that I know of.

Has he displayed
signs of depression,

self‐destructive tendencies?

I, I really can’t be certain.

Maybe, I haven’t been paying
enough attention.

Go on.

Well, that’s it, really. I‐‐

My question is
do I have an obligation
to go to the police?

Do you have a legal obligation?

No?

But isn’t
attempted suicide illegal?

Aiding and abetting suicide
is illegal,

the act itself is not
in this state?

And what about putting him
on a 72‐hour hold?

That’s your call, Jill.

You’re the attending physician.

but to put someone
on the suicide watch
with insufficient evidence,

you could stigmatize
an innocent person.

I know.

You’re troubled.

I want to help this guy.

Hard to help someone
unless they ask for it.

Forgive me, that’s your field.

After my son died
I did a lot of reading.

I’m, I’m, sorry, Henry.

No, no, no,
it’s important to talk.

If I had talked more
or understood more,

perhaps
Adam would still be alive.

I’m due back in court.

[door opens]

So how was your day?

Confusing.

Laurie wants to change uniforms

and Dad’s a stick in the mud.

[Jill] What?

Uh, it’s, uh, baloney.

What do you know about it,
young man?

Laurie told me,
you know, on email.

[laughing] So mayor’s
got a hotline in my home.

I think baseball hats
would be cool, Dad.

Oh, you’re in on it too, huh?

Well, for your information,
young man,

baseball caps may be cool

but they’re totally
inappropriate
for law enforcement.

‐Why
‐Stick in the mud?

[Jill] Zack, sit down,
eat you carrots.

‐I think I found a house today.
‐[Jill] Oh.

‐What?
‐You know, a house,

to live in with roommates.

Honey, Atagamey’s only
10 miles away. I assumed...

you’d be living with us.

Daddy.

Come on, Dad, we want to
use her room for a gym.

Yeah.

I may not be going to Madison
but I am still going to college.

By the way, I talked to
your pre‐med advisor today.

‐What?
‐In Madison?

You called her? Why?

Well, I had a few questions.

She’s my pre‐med advisor, Mom.

Yes, but she had some
very interesting things to say.

Um, for example, she says

that it’s highly unlikely
that you can get into that

accelerated program even with
an extra year’s preparation.

‐I don’t believe this
‐[Jimmy] Kimberly,
please sit down.

I’m not gonna sit down.
Not when my mother is spying
on me behind my back.

I’m not spying on you Kimberly,

I’m trying to help you through
a very difficult decision.

No, you’re not.
I knew this would happen.

‐What?
‐You’re trying to stop me.

Kimberly,
that’s a terrible thing to say.

Well, it’s true, isn’t it?

You don’t want me
to be a surgeon.

You don’t want me to do anything
that you didn’t do.

[door opens and closes]

Eat.

[door opens]

Come in, gentlemen, come in.

‐Sorry to keep you waiting.
‐I’ll bet.

[laughing]

‐You know Ted Bogdan.
‐[door closes]

Please sit down, make
yourself comfortable, please.

Now, Carter,
even though we’re not in court,

this is a sworn proceeding.

He knows what
a deposition is, Wambaugh.

Let’s get on with it.

I just wanted your client
to understand

that whatever he says
could be used against him

for impeachment purposes
at the time of trial.

He’s got nothing to hide.

His insurance company’s
determined

it was a household accident.

You have nothing else
to hang this on.

Nothing? Look at my client.
He’s distressed, aren’t you?

You’re damn right,
I’m distressed.

I sympathize, Mr. Bogdan,

but I must tell you there’s not
a shred of evidence

to support
negligence in this case.

You’re going after birdseed.

That’s for a jury to decide.

‐He’s a kook.
‐Hey!

He handles dead bodies
all day long.

He kissed a transsexual.

Who the hell knows what was
going on in that house?

Wambaugh,
if you can’t control your client
I’ll ask he be removed.

Sit down.

All right, let’s get started,
shall we?

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear
that the testimony
you’re about to give

is the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth,

so help you God.

I do.

What do you think of that?

You asking me?

I’m asking you.

My honest opinion? I like it.

Here’s the thing, Jimmy,

those trooper hats,
they look silly

plus they’re a pain in the ass.

You get out to
make a traffic stop,

an 18 wheeler blows by.

Bang! There goes your hat.
Now, you got to decide,

do I run after it
and look like an idiot

or do I let it go
and I have to pay 70 bucks

out of my own pocket
later for a new one?

Seventy bucks, Jimmy,
for something that makes you
look like Dudley Do‐right.

What are these?
Eight, ten bucks?

And I like the look.

What about the ties?

I don’t think we need it.
Ties are from a different time.

I thought you hated change
as much as I did,
like Maxine’s hair.

[Kenny] Well, how would you know
what I think, Jimmy?

The only time you ask my opinion

is when you think
I’m going to agree with you.

And Max’s hair,
that’s a whole other story.

Everyone thinks
I broke up with Max

because of her hair like
it’s some big joke. Ha ha.

Had nothing to do with the hair,

she didn’t respect me.

Now Max may love me
in her own little way, Jimmy,

and I may love her, too,

but she looked at me
like some kind of stud.

I may not talk as good as
you and Max, Jimmy,
but I have opinions, too.

I know that, Kenny.

I know that.
I got a meeting to go to.

See, that’s what you do, Jimmy,

that’s what you do.

You say you want to
get to know your troops

but anytime anyone
says something
you don’t want to hear,

you just turn right off,
like now.

I’m talking to you about
something that’s important to me

but you don’t want to hear it.

I do have a meeting.

So I was heating
peanut oil in the wok,

then I went into the dining room
to set the table

next thing I know,
I’m in the hospital.

What happened
in the dining room?

Nothing.

I put out a placemat,

silverware, wine glass.

Wine?

You had wine? How much?

Two glasses maybe.

Enough to make you tipsy?

Cut it out, Wambaugh.

My client has the right to know

if he was intoxicated.

You want to prove intoxication,
good luck.

Have you had
anything else to drink?

No.

Did you take any medication
at the time?

Could you define medication?

Well, I mean, did you take
any non‐prescription drugs?

‐No.
‐Any prescription drugs?

Yes.

Well, what kind of drugs?

Diazepam.

Well, that’s a common sedative.

And hydromorphone.

Hydromorphone.
Oh, good God, Carter,

what in the world
were you doing?

‐How much did you consume?
‐I don’t remember.

‐Three pills, five pills?
‐He just said
he didn’t remember.

Well, either he tells me here
or he tells me in court.

This opens up
a whole new can of peas.

Reckless endangerment,
punitive damages.

The hell it does!

Allen, can I talk to you
for a minute alone?

‐Let’s end it.
‐What?

‐I want to settle.
‐Carter,

he can’t get anywhere
with punitives.

‐He’s just blowing smoke.
‐I don’t want this
going to court.

I’m a public figure. I have
my reputation to think of.

‐My license.
‐Nobody’s going after
your license for a few pills.

Half the people of this town
are on medication.

No, it’s a hell of a leap
from that to negligence.

You heard Bogdan.
Everyone thinks I’m a nut.

I don’t want to trial, Allen,
I want to settle.

All right, look,

let’s sleep on it, OK?

You still feel this way tomorrow

I’ll recommend a settlement
to the insurance.

You tell them whatever,
you want just make it go away.

Looks like we just went
from birdseed to caviar, huh?

Yeah.

Go.

Twelve feet.

‐Excellent.
‐What are you guys doing?

‐Nothing.
‐Get out of here.

You can at least
wait till I’m out of the house.

[Zack] Sorry.

I didn’t know you guys
are so eager to get rid of me.

We’re not.

‐At least, I’m not.
‐Don’t look at me.

The way I see it
you’re getting rid of us.

‐I have to go.
‐Why?

Because it’s college, Zack.

So, Jimmy Keller’s our age
and she’s not going to college.

Uh, Jimmy Keller’s a moron.

Yeah.

Yeah, I don’t want you to go.

‐Oh, God, get the Kleenex.
‐Shut up.

Zack,
I’ll only be a few miles away

and I’ll be back.

‐When?
‐All the time.

[Jill] Matthew, Zachery,
come set the table.

Seems like
the end of the family.

It’s not, Zack, really.
We will always be a family.

It’s, it’s just a change,
that’s all.

I hate it.

‐[Kimberly giggling]
‐[Jill] Boys! Kimberly.

Coming.

‐I’ll be right down.
‐[Zack] OK.

[door closes]

Just so we’re clear,
this is a voluntary
settlement conference.

Dr. Pike, your insurance company
will pay, uh, Mr. Bogdan here

the sum of $40,000,

‐and that’s the end of it.
‐Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Bogdan, this is a sealed
agreement, you understand?

You’re not to discuss
this with anyone now,

or in the future

or severe penalty will attach.

My lips are sealed, Judge.

No problemo, Your Honor.

‐That’s Spanish.
‐I know what it is.

‐Now get out.
‐It’s a pleasure.

Au revoir! That’s French.

You.

Stay.

Sit.

I suppose you are feeling
pretty good right now, huh?

Your insurance company
may not be too happy with you

but at least
you’re out of danger.

‐Danger?
‐Of being found out.

‐I don’t know
what you’re talking about.
‐Yes, you do.

You know what I’m talking about,
Carter.

Has Jill been talking to you?

Dr. Brock did come to see me
about a potential suicide.

‐She never mentioned your name.
‐I knew it.

She was just trying to help.

Who asked her?
I don’t need anybody’s help.

Don’t you dare sit in
my chambers and lie to me.

You have a problem.

You tried to take your own life.

‐No, no.
‐I know you, Carter.

You sat in my courtroom
not long ago

pleading for
the life of a fetus,

your unborn child being carried
by a surrogate mother.

I know the depth
of your feelings, Carter.

I know the longing in your soul.

It’s not true.

You can bury a settlement
but you cannot bury the truth.

I didn’t mean for it to happen.

I was alone as usual. Day off.

No date for the evening.

Twenty‐five weekends in a row
without a date.

I keep track.

So I had some wine

and I had a little more,

and then I banged
my knee on the table

going for the salad,
my bad knee.

So I went to
the medicine cabinet.

And I remembered, idiot,

you can’t mix
narcotics and alcohol.

So I put the bottle back...

but I found myself
staring at it.

And then this voice inside said,

"What the hell? Who’s gonna
miss you anyway?"

So I took a few...

and then I took a few more

and then I just sat down
and I...

I went to sleep.

God!

[continues sobbing]

[Max] So, what do you think?

I love it.

‐Really?
‐Oh, yeah.

So you don’t think that
this is an overt attempt
to emasculate Kenny

by flaunting
his lack of dominance

in an intimate
love personal relationship.

Well, it’s not the first thing
that would have occurred to me.

I, I just think
it suits your face.

Oh, thanks.

‐Oh, hey, Carter.
‐Hey, Max.

I’m, uh, sorry about your house.

Oh, I’ll be fine.
I’ll be all right.

So?

‐Mmm?
‐What do you think?

New lipstick?

‐[women laugh]
‐Forget it.

Come on in, Carter.

Sorry to bother you.

I’ll only be a second. I, uh...

I was wondering if you could
give me the name of
that therapist you mentioned.

Certainly.

‐[knock on door]
‐Yeah.

I haven’t made up my mind yet.

Can we talk?

I think you’re being
an abstinent ass.

Well, don’t mince words, Mayor.

I think you’re afraid of change.

We all are, Sheriff.

But life is change,
you can’t run from It,
you have to embrace it.

Look, I’m a police officer.
I represent the law.

You know what your problem is?

I thought you just told me.

You confuse
the uniform with respect.

People don’t respect you
because of your uniform.

They may fear you because of it,

they only respect you
for who you are.

I think you’re afraid
to take off that uniform.

OK, I’ll go along
with your changes

but only on
a probationary basis.

I want to review in
six months to find out

if it’s had
any impact whatsoever,

positive or negative.

Done.

Tell me something...

if I hadn’t agreed
would you have fired me?

No.
Because I respect you.

[door closes]

[Douglas]
Jill, Jill, wait a minute.

‐Jill, would you give this
to Kimberly for me?
‐Certainly.

I got it for Kimberly
as a going‐away present

but when she told me
she wasn’t going to be a lawyer,

‐I took it back.
‐Oh, well then why?

The bookstore wouldn’t
give me a refund.

‐Oh.
‐That’s a joke.

But the truth is,
all my life I dreamed

that one day my own son would
go into practice with me.

Wambaugh and Wambaugh

has such a nice ring,
doesn’t it?

But when David

graduated law school,
top 10 percent, I might add,

he wasn’t interested
and along came Kimberly,

then my mind started to work
and it wouldn’t stop.

I said there’s
a bright young candidate

that could carry on
the Wambaugh tradition.

And if Kimberly passed the bar,

there would always be place
on my office door for her name.

Wambaugh and Brock,

not such a ring maybe
but not exactly
chopped liver either.

Jill,
Kimberly is a wonderful kid.

She should live her own dreams,
not an old man’s.

Are you sure you don’t want
to tell her yourself, Doug?

And admit that Douglas Wambaugh
made a mistake?

It would shatter the image.
Just give her the book.

[woman] No...

‐Hi, Carter, mind if I sit?
‐No, no.

I was just on my way to place
an ad in the Rome Sentinel.

Ever since May died,

how long is it now?

Twelve years?

Anyway I’ve been in that
big house of mine all by myself.

I’m too set in my ways
to sell...

but it’s foolish,

an old widower like me
trying to maintain that place,

I’m tired of walking
up and down those stairs.

All my things
are on the ground floor.

And the heating bill...
you can imagine.

So I’ve decided
to take in a boarder.

But the thought occurs,

maybe I don’t need to advertise.

Maybe you could
use those upstairs rooms

until you find yourself
a place of your own, of course.

Oh, thanks, Judge, but I, uh...

Hmm, it’s just a thought.

You’d really let me
stay in your house?

‐Probably a bad idea.
‐How much?

This isn’t charity, Carter.

How much?

Oh, I don’t think I could
let it go for less than, uh,

$150 a month.

‐Sold.
‐You want to think it over?

Are you kidding at that price
I’d be crazy to let it go!

Well, I should also mention
that I have strict rules.

I like to get to bed at,
uh, 9:30 every night

and I’m up at five
and I don’t like anything
to disturb that pattern.

Like a mouse.
You, you won’t hear me.

OK. And I have
a deep aversion of television,

radio talk shows,

and I don’t like any music
written since the war.

That’s the Second World War,
Carter.

Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey,
I’m hip.

[shuddered breath]

Mr. Wambaugh
asked me to give this to you.

You know,
he’s really very fond of you.

Kimberly,

I don’t want to
control your future.

I mean, maybe I do, but,

I realize that I can’t and...

I don’t want to
compete with you.

Well, neither do I. That’s what
I was trying to explain.

I know, honey, but it’s hard
for your mother to hear you say

that you want to be
a cardiothoracic surgeon

without feeling that
you’re trying to make
some kind of point.

‐What point?
‐I don’t know.

That I compromised somewhere
along the way, that I sold out.

‐Mom!
‐Am I so wrong about that?

Mom... [chuckles]

you’re the best GP
anybody could ever have.

How can I possibly
compete with that?

I can’t be like you

and don’t think
that I haven’t wanted to be.

But I don’t
have your personality,

your ability
to deal with people.

Oh, no, Kimberly,

dealing with people, that’s,

that’s something you develop.

‐It’s just‐‐
‐[Kimberly] Let me finish.

I know I’m precocious
and older than my years

and all that stuff
that I’ve heard my whole life

but I think it helps me
see things more clearly

than my peers sometimes,

and you made me see that
medicine is a noble calling.

But where would I fit in?

General practice?

There’s no way.

Oh, no, Kimberly,
you’d be a wonderful GP.

No, I wouldn’t, Mom,
that’s the whole point.

And I don’t want to be.

I need the spotlight
more than you do.

I want to be
the best at something,

I want to leave my mark.

Is that bad?

No, that’s not bad, that’s...

that’s just honest.

Come here.

Mmm!

It’s frightening how much
you remind me of me
when I was your age.

But what never would
have occurred to me back then...

is that raising a daughter
would be part of my mark.

Perhaps my most enduring one.

I’m very proud of you,
Kimberly Brock.

You know all this time I thought
that it was Daddy who was gonna

have trouble letting go.

But do you know what I think?
It’s me.

[both sigh]

[piano playing]

‐I didn’t know you played piano.
‐Now you do.

What is that? Mozart?

Maurice Ravel.

It’s nice.

Good night.

[piano continues playing]

[car engine starts]

[engine starts]

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