All language subtitles for Picket.Fences.S04E08.WebRip

[crowd chanting]
No pigs! No pigs!

Arriving now is Rome's Sheriff,
James Brock.

Sheriff, your views on
the pig‐wrestling controversy.

Uh, no comment right now.

[Kimberly] Leaflet?

Hi, Daddy.

Hi.

[man] Mr. McNeil, now please.

[Andy] Twenty‐five years
we wrestled pigs at the fair,

and you're gonna let
a few wackos shut us down?

[people murmuring]

We haven't decided anything yet.

Pig wrestling
is what we're famous for.

You take that away,

you might as well
cancel the whole thing.

[man] Tell them, Andy.

I mean, what is
the problem here anyway?

The problem goes right
to the heart of our culture.
It's medieval...

barbaric.

Any society that would consider
pig wrestling as harmless fun

is a society that's lost all
respect for living creatures.

As Mahatma Gandhi once said,

civilization is judged
by how it treats its animals.

I know of these
animal rights people.
They're kooks.

We should let Jimmy
round them up

and knock some sense into them.

[crowd laughing, agreeing]

I'm serious.

We can't do that, Andy.

Well, you should.

Look, here's the bottom line.

We got a junior high
that needs a new roof.

We got a town fair
that's supposed to pay
for the repairs.

There's always a few nutcases
opposed to pig wrestling,

but most folks recognize it
for what it is,

good, clean, dirty fun.

What?

Incoming.

‐[people screaming]
‐[explosion]

[crowd groaning]

[Jimmy] Oh, god.

Oh.

Smells like poop.

Mm, couldn't be.

Well, it sure isn't truffles.

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

The exploding pig
was apparently some kind
of remote‐controlled device

filled with animal excrement.

Hog excrement, we've been told,

but that hasn't been confirmed
at this hour.

No injuries were reported,

but there are certain to be

some pretty hefty
dry cleaning bills.

With me is Sheriff James Brock.

Sheriff, um, some people
are calling this
an act of eco‐terrorism.

Your reaction?

Well, I'm disturbed obviously,

but let's not blow this thing
out of proportion.

It's a prank, that's all.

Not good, honey.

‐I mean, considering.
‐[Jimmy on TV] That's it.

And the clean up continues.

You know who I blame?
Walt Disney, that's who.

‐What a moron.
‐Quiet.

[Andy continues speaking on TV]

[reporter] No one
has stepped forward
to claim responsibility,

although suspicion has fallen
on the Campaign
for Animal Rights,

or CAMRA, led by Adam Wright.

Mr. Wright,
was CAMRA responsible
for tonight's incident?

CAMRA is a non‐violent
organization,

which isn't to say
we don't sympathize

with whomever pulled this off.

‐Our main goal...
‐He didn't exactly deny it.

Shh.

[Adam]
...before we destroy them

and ourselves in the process.

Well, there you have it.
Harmless fun
or unnecessary cruelty?

The pig wrestling debate
continues.

[sighs] You know that boy?

He's not a boy, Daddy.
He's a TA in my chemistry class.

Oh, excuse me.

I think he has a lot
of interesting things to say.

I mean, cruelty is cruelty,
whether it's to a pig
or a human being.

Give me a break.

[scoffs] Well, here we are
in the computer age

and we still torture
and slaughter
innocent sentient creatures

for everything
from belts to barbecue.

Uh, sentient.

It's a perfectly good word,
Daddy.

Not that I don't sympathize,
honey,

but the fair does generate
a lot of revenue.

Are you telling me
that wrestling a pig

is the only way
this town can raise money?

[Matthew] Hold your breath, Mom.

This is the same person
who sobbed at Free Willy.

‐I like that movie.
‐You know, Matthew,

there are more important things

in life than hockey.

‐[Jill] Oh, Kim.
‐Like what?

Well, it's true. My brother here

has the social consciousness
of a slug.

Uh, yeah, like you're really
gonna change the world.

Okie dokie, I'm leaving.

‐Thank you.
‐Bye.

[Jimmy] Kim.

‐Kim.
‐He is such a...

He's 15, he's got a point.

This sudden interest
in animal rights is‐‐

It's not sudden, Daddy.
You know that.

I've always liked animals.

Okay, but honey, this is...

It just took someone
like Adam Wright

to make me see
I can make a difference.

Silly me.
I thought you'd be proud.

‐I am proud.
I'm always proud of you.
‐But...

But I don't know anything
about this CAMRA organization

and frankly,
this friend of yours

strikes me as being
a little too slick
for his own good.

He is not my friend, Daddy.

And why are you
patronizing me right now?

Honey, what I'm trying to say
is that there are other

legitimate animal rights groups
out there.

CAMRA is legitimate, too.

[sighs] Not if they were behind
this stunt tonight.

Somebody could have been hurt.

[laughs]
CAMRA didn't do that, Daddy.

How do you know that?

[scoffs]

Daddy, it's late, I'm tired.

I just wanna go home, okay.

‐Okay.
‐Good night.

Good night.

‐[phone ringing]
‐[indistinct conversation]

Hello. Good morning.

Morning.

Dr. Diamond,
this is my daughter Marian,

the one I told you about,
from Seattle.

Good to meet you.

Dad says you two
have become fast friends.

Well, we had to.

He knows more dirty jokes
than I do.

You didn't spend 35 years
in the navy.

[Dr. Joey chuckles]

Oh, all right, um...

these two guys are driving along

and one of them thinks
that he's seen Mother Teresa.

You know what?
Maybe this isn't the best time.

You got the test results, huh?

‐Yeah.
‐It's all right.

Anything you have to say to me
you can say in front of Marian.

It's not good.

The cancer has metastasized.

[groans]

[Dr. Joey] There's evidence
of lesions on your liver,

your lungs
and on your chest wall.

It's gonna require
aggressive treatment.

Like I told you,

straight shooter, no bull.

Well, carry on.

All right,
we have several options.

We are working
with a new program,

five flourouracil interferon.

It's yielded
very positive results.

Your oncologist
is very high on it.

You got the helm, Doc.

Dad, maybe you want to
think about it first.

What's there to think about?

Well, there will be
side effects.

You should know
what you're getting into.

Isn't that right, Dr. Diamond?

Yes, it is. Fair.

I puke my guts out,
I lose my hair, right?

Well, the price of victory
doesn't come cheap.

What's your opinion?

It's the best treatment
on the market.

Your dad is a fighter.

I say go for it.

Down the torpedoes.
Full speed ahead.

‐[phone ringing]
‐[indistinct conversation]

Negative on the latent prints,
Jimmy.

Whoever made the balloon
was wearing gloves.

The triggering device
was catalyzed

from one of those
radio‐controlled airplane kits.

‐Virtually untraceable.
‐Oh, this is great.

Started a background check
on Adam Wright. So far, nothing.

Doesn't anyone
have any good news?

It's hog excrement, all right,

from at least two
good‐sized animals.

Berkshire stock most likely.

Living on corn with
a supersonic grain thrown in.

This is good news.

When I've completed my analysis,

you can cross‐reference
the dietary information

with pig farmers in the area,
pinpoint the source.

You gotta deputize me
on this one, Jimmy.

Don't all pigs
eat the same slop?

Are you kidding?

You got your lard type pig,

bacon type, meat type.

Read my monograph on...

Thank you. Let me know

when you're through, okay?

‐Carter.
‐Huh?

You really tested it?

Of course.

You put your hands in it
and everything?

I was wearing gloves, Kenny.

Going boldly
where no man has gone before.

I'm a scientist.

‐[indistinct conversations]
‐[music playing]

Where are we
on the legal front, Joe?

Nowhere. DA won't stop it.

[Adam] Why not?

They want to make waves
obviously.

Gave me five minutes,
I was out the door.

[Adam] What about the statute
you found?

No cruelty to animals, no fights
between animals and people.

He used the rodeo exception.

You know, public entertainment
like sporting events are exempt.

Frankly, it's what I expected.

Maybe it's time
for another exploding pig.

Linda...

I thought everyone knew. Sorry.

Hey, I'm a member
of the steering committee,
right?

It was for your own good.

Meaning?

Meaning you're
the Sheriff's daughter.

We have to be careful
about who we can trust.

[Adam]
It's not a matter of trust.

[Joe] Maybe not to you.

Joe, I make the decisions
around here.

You got a problem with that,
maybe you need to

find yourself another home.

All I meant was‐‐

I know exactly what you meant.

I didn't want to burden you

with information that you
might be forced to deny.

But who knows, maybe your father
could turn into an asset.

I mean, imagine the publicity
we could get

if the sheriff of Rome
got behind us.

[chuckles] I don't think
he'd do that.

Why not?

You don't know my dad.

Just a thought.

No, I'll try, but‐‐

Remind him
what Edmund Burke said.

"The only thing necessary...

for the triumph of evil...

is that good men do nothing."

[indistinct conversations]

Sorry I was late. [sighs]

Don't let it happen again.

‐I won't.
‐[chuckles]

And don't mind Joe,

you know, he,
he gets a little paranoid,

but he does great work.

So we planted
the exploding pig, huh?

Problem?

People could've gotten hurt.

No way.
I checked the thing myself.

If there would have been
any chance for injury

I would have nixed the idea.

And look at the publicity
that we got.

Yeah, well.
Still, you should have told me.

You're right.

You're absolutely right.
I should have.

You've come a long way, Kim.

From the scared little freshman
who was afraid to speak up...

in chemistry class.

Now look at you.

Committed. On her own two feet.

Later, I'm late
for a department meeting.

11:30?

I'll leave the door open.

[man on TV]
Notice the pig squealing...

[squealing]

...the wrestler struggling

to get a firm grip
on the animal.

What are you doing home?

I want Dad to see this.

‐[squealing]
‐[crowd yelling]

[Kimberly] He can't tell me the
pigs are enjoying themselves.

[Zack] Where did you get this?

Part of a documentary.

[man on TV] Their task complete,
the pig is placed
on an oil drum

and allowed
to drop to the ground.

Animal Apocalypse.

[man on TV]
We next turn our cameras

to sheep raising
in New Zealand.

[Kimberly] Compilation
of animal clips
from all over the world.

[man on TV]
The slaughterhouses
send in the sheep,

and the sheep
are overwhelmed with dread.

Their screams rise
in the open air

knowing the fate
which awaits them.

[sheep bleating]

[Kimberly] Um.

Zack, you probably
shouldn't watch.

Why not?

I have a social conscience, too.

Okay.

[man on TV] As the attendant
closes in,
the sheep thrash wildly

to evade the merciless blows
of the captive bolt pistol.

[Captain] Out, now.

Get out of here.

On the double.

Dad, Dad, Dad, it's okay.
Calm down.

I mean it, Marian.

[coughing] Get that man
out of here.

[Dr. Joey] Excuse me.

Twenty milligrams Demerol.

Hey, take it easy, Captain.

I'm here. It's under control.

Here you go.
Let me take a wild guess.

You didn't ask
for a priest, huh?

Damn right, I didn't.

Let's get Dr. Osborne down here.

Uh, why don't we step outside?

I'm so sorry, Father.
I should have warned him.

Anybody mind telling me
what that was all about?

I asked Father Wilson to come.

Oh, that's a charming idea.

I'm Angus Wilson
from Saint Francis.

Joanna Diamond,
and please don't take offense.

You know what?
Go ahead, take offense.

I must insist that you stay away
from my patient.

My father is a very sick man,
Dr. Diamond.

Yes, and upsetting him like that

is about the worst thing
that I can imagine doing.

I only came
to comfort him, Doctor.

Well, I think Captain Beecher's
made it pretty clear

how he feels about that.

My father is dying.

Your father is being treated

with a very promising
drug protocol.

But he needs to believe in it
in order for it to work.

Now, you...

are ready to throw in the towel
while he is fighting to live.

I'm an ICU nurse
at St. Vincent's Hospital
in Seattle, Doctor.

I know the odds
against my father
are overwhelming.

One can always pray
for a miracle, can't one?

That's your department,
isn't it?

Look, you're keeping him
in denial.

No, I am keeping him alive.

His life is in God's hands.

Well, right now,
he seems to prefer mine.

Excuse me, I have other patients
to attend to.

No, thank you.

Oh, no lamb chops, Zack?

I'm never touching meat again
for as long as I live.

‐What?
‐What?

They put all these smiling cows
and laughing chickens
on the packages.

It's not like that at all.

They're stuck.

They're stuck
in these tiny cages,

and they get so stressed out

that they bite
each others' tails.

‐Who does?
‐The cows.

Sometimes they eat each other
and the pigs,
they have heart attacks.

‐Show them the video.
‐What video?

[Matthew] Here we go again.

I brought it for you.

First thing was to be Jewish,
then it's Catholic.

Now it's vegetarian.

‐[Jill] Matthew.
‐What?

It's true, Mom.
The kid channels her beliefs.

What video?

An animal rights video.

I wanted you to see it.

‐Why?
‐Um, is butter okay?

You want me to be vegetarian?

No, no. I mean, it wouldn't be
such a terrible idea

for this family
to set an example

by cutting our meat
and leather products.

Yeah, right.

‐[Kimberly] Matthew, you know...
‐What about it?

Butter, I mean.

I'm trying to have
a civil conversation here,

but that's obviously not going
to work with Matthew around,

so I was just wondering
if you'd sign CAMRA's petition

to stop the pig wrestling.

I'm the sheriff, honey.

So?

I'm in a delicate position.

You can't sign a petition?

Honey, the sheriff
has to remain neutral.

I don't make the laws,
I enforce them.

That's what the Nazis said.

[Jill] Kimberly.

Yeah, Nazis, pig wrestling.

Yeah, I see the connection.

Does that mean
you don't ever take a stand,

that, that being the sheriff
excuses you
from all moral responsibility?

Kimberly, your father's
a very moral man.

[Kimberly] Okay, so then why not
endorse our petition?

Pig wrestling
is cruelty to animals.

Doesn't that mean anything
to you?

Of course it means
something to me.

It just doesn't mean
as much to me

as it does to you apparently.

But in any case,
I will not sign something

from an organization
which I believe
has broken the law.

Now, if you give me
a legitimate group‐‐

Daddy, that's a cop out
and you know it.

[scoffs] Other organizations
are not here. CAMRA is.

I'm sorry. Excuse me,
I've lost my appetite.

Oh.

Can you pass the lamb chops?

‐[Adam] Feeling better?
‐[Kimberly] Mm‐hmm.

[Adam] Thought you might.

[sighs] Oh, he just makes me
so mad sometimes.

Um, yeah, I know.

I should have known
that would happen.

Hey, at least you tried.

How do people get to the point
where they don't care anymore?

They don't even
want to make a change.

I know.

George Bernard Shaw said...

"The reasonable man
adapts himself to the world...

and the unreasonable one...

he persists in trying
to adapt the world to himself.

Therefore, all progress depends

on the unreasonable man."

How do you always know
exactly what to say?

I don't...

but you make it easy.

[jazz music playing]

Aren't you ever coming upstairs?

What? Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

Jimmy...

she's 18.

Oh.

Do you remember what it was like
to be 18?

What is going on with her?

We raised her to speak her mind.

Sometimes I wonder
about the wisdom of that.

I've always admired
Kim's commitment.

Animal rights, the environment,

it's kind of like
her generation's Vietnam.

Now, don't you mention
Vietnam to me

in the same breath
with pig wrestling.

I just mean it's a cause, Jimmy.
It's a very good cause.

We haven't done a very good job
managing the planet.

Kids are supposed to be
passionate about causes.

I know I was. Demonstrations...

Jill, please don't‐‐

Look, Jimmy,
all I mean is that we...

need to see this
through Kim's eyes.

She still has her ideals.

We don't want her
to give that up, do we, honey?

Hmm?

[Douglas] After wrestling
with this issue all week...

[chuckles] ...no pun intended,

our city council
has reached a decision.

Cruelty to animals
is a personal concern
of this administration.

But having fully reviewed
the matter...

and considering the city's need

to replace the roof
at Rome Junior High School,

we've decided to proceed
with pig wrestling
at this year's town fair.

However,

we will be instituting
certain reforms

drawn up by special counsel
Douglas Wambaugh.

[Douglas chuckles] Thank you,
thank you.

To begin, the tradition
of placing a pig
on top of the barrel

at the end of the contest
will be discontinued.

And furthermore,

a special
animal welfare committee

will review
all porcine practices

to ensure that the coming event
will be more pig‐friendly.

[woman] Mr. Wam‐‐

At least it's something.

It's nothing. I failed.

No, you didn't.
They're gonna make some changes.

Cosmetics, that's all.

We've lost.

But you did
everything you could.

No. If I had,
this wouldn't have happened.

Adam, you can't take it all on
just by yourself.

Who else will, Kim?

I mean,
sometimes I get so angry,

I just want
to get rid of everything.

Even me?

No.

No, you... I'd keep.

You give me
the strength to go on.

I'm glad.

Yeah, this isn't over, Kim.

They can knock us down,
but we'll get back on our feet.

‐You're serious?
‐[Adam] Totally.

A bomb?

A smoke bomb.

I used to build these
all the time in high school.

The only difference
is the timing device.

Won't they see it?

No, we're gonna bury it...

tonight, near the pig pen.

And then tomorrow,
the start of the fair, boom.

Pigs everywhere.

Smoke, chaos, big headlines.

But will it work buried
in the ground like that?

[Adam] There's a small
explosive charge
that'll blow the dirt away.

About as powerful
as a firecracker.

Problem, Joe?

[sighs] Explosive devices.

We're talking possible
felony exposure here.

A, it's not really an explosive.

And B,
we're not going to get caught.

Listen people,
we played by their rules.

Where did that get us?

They're laughing at us
right now.

They're saying,
"Those animal rights kooks."

They think they beat us.

I don't know. Maybe they did.

I don't know. Maybe, maybe
we should just quit and‐‐‐

Nobody wants to quit, Adam.

Then we must act.

All right. Who's going to do it?

All right.

‐I will.
‐[Joe] You can't.

You said so yourself. They're
watching you all the time.

Do you have a better idea, Joe?

I'll go.

[coughing]

Quick exam, Captain.

‐[woman] It's okay.
You're going to be all right.
‐[coughing]

Tough morning, huh?

[groans]

Oh...

I think I just lost
half of my stomach lining,

but, um...

oh, I assume I'm okay.

I'm gonna get you something
for the nausea.

It... might help a little.

So, when do you think my hair's
gonna start falling out?

Tell you a little secret.

I find bald men incredibly sexy.

Is it working, Doc?

What, the treatment?

Too early to tell.

Hey, you're not abandoning ship,
are you?

Come on. We're talking
damage control here.

We are riding high on the water.

But I've been fighting so long.

I know, I know.

Well, that's why
you're still alive.

Because you refuse to surrender.
You're like me.

Come on, we're in this together.

I am not ready
to run up the white flag yet.

[chuckles]

[indistinct conversations]

It's crazy, Jill.

The priest stalking the hall

like a vulture
waiting to swoop in.

‐Oh, come on.
‐No, I mean it.

What good is that to my patient?

Uh, he needs encouragement,
not a death watch.

I'm sure his daughter
just wants to comfort him.

No, it's a power trip, Jill.

I'm trying to save his life.

And she's trying
to save his soul.

Well, she can just wait
till I'm through.

What?

I never knew you had

so much trouble with the church.

Oh, I was raised Catholic, Jill.

I know the agenda.

Intellectually they stopped
somewhere around
the 16th century.

Do I detect
a frisson of disapproval here?

We obviously have
different ideas about religion,
that's all.

Oh, so I'm deluding myself
into thinking

that five flourouracil
interferon

is a better cancer treatment
than holy water?

Joanna, the man has
advanced metastatic disease.

How much more life
is he going to have,
treatment or no treatment?

The interferon gives him a shot.

At what?
A little more time
feeling sick as a dog.

So, you're
of the Marian Beecher school?

Just do nothing,
bring in the holy roller,
kiss him goodbye.

No, make him comfortable

so he can
deal with his family,

make all the final arrangements
that matter the most to him.

Well, he's not ready
to give up, Jill.

‐Neither am I.
‐Joanna.

There's a difference between
giving up and letting go.

This man is your patient, but...

I just hope that you're doing
what's really best for him.

[door opens and closes]

Nervous?

You'll do fine.

If you're not back
in 15 minutes,

I'm going to assume
that we've gone
to the contingency plan.

I'll be back.

Hey.

‐You're amazing.
‐[sighs] Just be here.

[music playing]

[pigs snorting]

[pigs snorting and squealing]

‐Hold it right there.
‐[gasps]

I'm not afraid of you, missy.

‐[Kimberly yells]
‐[explosion]

[pigs squealing]

Get back here.

Got you.

‐Go on. Let's go.
‐[pigs squealing]

[Andy] Move it, move it.

What the hell were you thinking?

Jimmy, this isn't the time
or the place.

My own daughter plants a bomb.

It was a smoke bomb.

I can't believe
there was a bomb.

That's the point.

And McNeil had a shotgun.

You could have been killed.

Jimmy, if you can't be quiet,
you gotta go.

I'm sorry. I find it
a little difficult to keep quiet

when my own daughter
does something
so incredibly stupid.

‐Ow.
‐Oh. Oh, honey. Jimmy.

He put you up to this,
didn't he?

‐Who?
‐Adam Wright.

[chuckles] Daddy, I don't know
what you're talking about.

‐[door closing]
‐Please don't play games
with me, Kimberly.

Who built that bomb?

Don't answer.

[Jimmy] Oh, Doug.

Douglas Wambaugh
for the pig liberator.

Doug, this is a doctor's office.

I'm sorry, but if he's
going to interrogate,

I'm entitled to protect.

Did he read you your rights?

Oh, forget it, Doug.
She's guilty.

She's gonna plead down
to a misdemeanor

and that will be the end of it.

‐Says who?
‐Lie down.

[Douglas]
I got it all mapped out.

She committed a small crime
to prevent the bigger one.

So all I have to do
is convince a jury

that pigs are entitled
to the same protection
as people.

Douglas Wambaugh,
friend to porks.

She's gonna plead, Doug.

She's going to trial.

Oh, okay.
Both of you, just stop it.

I'm not going to trial
and I'm not going to plead down.

I'm guilty... and I want
the maximum penalty.

[both] What?

[Kimberly] I told you,
I want the maximum sentence.

That's what Gandhi did.

It's the principle
of civil disobedience.

But honey,
you could end up in jail.

I'm prepared to go to jail,
Mother.

I believe in what I did.

‐Jimmy?
‐Oh.

Honey, I respect your beliefs.
We both do.

But you've got to see
the bigger picture.

Convicted felons
can't hold public office.

They can't vote.

It will stop you
from practicing medicine.

Kimberly, how well do you know
this man? Are, are you involved?

‐Oh, Mother.
‐[Jill] So what is wrong

with pleading guilty
to a misdemeanor?

I beg you, don't throw
your life away on this.

[indistinct conversations]

[indistinct conversations]

[Adam sighs]

I'm James Brock. We should talk.

Is this police business?

Do you want it to be?

I'm curious
why she asked to go to jail.

My daughter, I mean.

I believe it's her decision.

But you approve.

My approval is irrelevant.

I do admire her courage.

Oh, that's very generous
considering she's taking
the fall for you.

[chuckles] Do you have proof
of that, Sheriff?

Do I need it?

CAMRA is
a non‐violent organization.

Look, I don't know
what your game is.

Whether you honestly believe
what you're doing is right,

or whether you just
have this need
to use people to feel important,

in any case,

when you're exposed
and you will be exposed,

count on it...

in the end,

do you cause more harm
than good?

Really?

I was gonna ask you
to talk to Kim,

get her to change her mind,

but I see that would be
a waste of time.

Mom.

It's called carotenemia.

‐Am I gonna die?
‐No, you're not gonna die.

It's harmless.

Basically, it means you've got

too much beta carotene
in your system.

You've been eating
too many carrots.

I guess I haven't been watching
the diet carefully enough, huh?

So what do I do?

Stop eating so many carrots,
doofus.

I'm afraid he's right, honey.

There's nothing else we can do.

Your skin will go back to normal
in two to three weeks.

Two to three weeks.

Uh, should have stuck
with hamburgers.

[Matthew chuckles]

[groans]

[woman speaking indistinctly
on PA]

[Captain breathing heavily]

How you doing, Captain?

[groans]

Not so good.

You're ready
for your afternoon cocktail?

I can't... can't do it.

[groans]

I'll be right there
with you, pal,

Uh, there's something...

different.

I... I can...

feel it.

Oh, I wish I'd known you...

thirty years ago.

[exhales]

Could have had some fun, huh?

Doc...

do me a favor.

Call... Marian.
Tell her to come over.

And maybe, uh...

bring... the priest.

Got it.

I'm sorry.

For what?

[Captain] For...

letting you down.

Captain...

I... I can't do it anymore.

[sighs] You're not
letting me down.

This treatment was for you,
not for me.

Am I a coward?

Of course not.

I, I'm...

afraid.

[slow music playing]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wait a minute, we got word.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm pleased to announce...

that Mr. Brad Baker...

President
of Citizens for Animals...

made a special donation
of $15,000

to replace the roof
at Rome Junior High School.

In return,

the city council
has agreed to cancel

the pig wrestling event
at the town fair.

‐Mr. Baker.
‐[cameras clicking]

We were going to put together
a defense fund,

but then we thought,
"What would be the result?"

Yet another lawyer
would get rich.

and the event
would go on anyway.

This way, spending less money,
the student can change her plea,

the school gets a new roof
and the animals are spared.

Everybody wins.

[Adam] I should have
seen it coming.

I just can't believe‐‐

Hey, did you hear about it?

Yeah.

What? What's wrong?

Adam's really pissed.

Why?

[Adam] I mean,
the arrogance of this guy.

Who does he think he is?

You know, we do all the work

and Brad Baker's
going to take the credit?

No way.

I don't know. Maybe we need
a new logo or something.

Maybe we need to,
to buy a few mailing lists.

‐Joe, would you
make a note of that?
‐Right.

Hey, everyone.

Kim, don't worry,
this doesn't change a thing.

What?

If you still insist
on the maximum sentence,

we'll still have the last word.

But I thought‐‐

What? That we're going to let

the Citizens for Animals win?

And get away with this?

You know they have some
Hollywood big shots
coming to their fund raisers.

They just throw money
at the problem

and then they act like they know
what they're talking about.

You know, like it's
a grassroots organization.

[Adam] Exactly,
I mean what do they risk?

Nothing.

Except maybe getting cirrhosis

from going to all
the little cocktail parties.

[chuckles] But the pig wrestling
is canceled.

Bought off.

Uh, so? We won, didn't we?

We didn't win anything.

Brad Baker won,
the Citizens for Animals won,

unless we're able
to snatch victory from defeat.

Which we can do, Kimmy,

if you still have the courage

of your convictions.

But the pigs‐‐

This never was about the pigs.

This is about putting
CAMRA's agenda
in front of the public.

Kim, honey, of course
the pigs are important.

But there are bigger things
at stake here...

like the organization...

the cause.

The publicity, you mean.

This is the next step
of your education.

Hey, Adam, it's Channel Two
on the line.

Be right there.

We may want a better world...

but we live in the real one.

We need to use
whatever tools are available.

Yes, this is Adam Wright.

Do I have a comment? Yes.

I'll do it on camera.
Send a crew.

[door opens]

Hey, Kim. What's up?

Uh, sorry.
I was just looking for my mom.

Oh, she's with a patient
up there.

You don't look so hot.

But then again, considering you
just had your head split open,

got stitched up by your mother,

arrested by your father
and now face life as a felon,

well, why should you?

Actually, it's none of that.

There's more? You're joking.

Do you wanna talk about it?

[sighs]

Have you ever done something
that you thought, um...
was totally right...

and then just suddenly turns out
that you were just really...

stupid? [scoffs]

So, um, this is
about the animal rights group?

No, it's about him.

Him, who?

[sighs] Adam Wright.

Oh.

How could I have been
such a jerk?

Probably because he looks so hot
in his BVDs.

Is everything a joke to you?

Well, humor is the best defense
against pain.

Didn't they teach you that?
Psych 101.

‐I haven't taken that yet.
‐Well, you will.

Look, Kim,
you got a lot of passion.

That can blind you sometimes.

Your heart leads
and your mind follows.

[sighs] Yeah, tell me about it.

So you'll know better next time.

That's the theory, anyway.

What about now?

[Dr. Joey]
I can't help you there.

Mr. Wambaugh.

Kimberly.

Are you all right?

Not really.

[sobs]

[slow music playing]

[door opens]

They're running a little behind,
but no need to worry.

I spoke with the DA,
it's a done deal.

Class A misdemeanor.

Forty hours of community service
at the Animal Rescue Center.

Thank you, Doug.

Could we have a minute, please?

Why, certainly.

[door opens]

‐This is going to sound
a little...
‐[door closes]

uh...

Daddy, whatever you're
going to say, just say it.

[Jimmy sighs]

Okay.

Look, Kim, I went to Vietnam

believing we were fighting
for liberty and democracy

for the Vietnamese people.

But, as more and more men
in my command were killed,

I began to see it was all
for some political abstraction.

There was no clear cause,
there was no clear purpose.

And the only honor
was in survival.

I chose police work
because it did not rely
on abstract principles.

I can make judgment
on what I see and know.

Now, that works for me.

But I'm not so sure
that's the best way
to go through life.

I still believe
in animal rights.

And I'm proud of you for it.

Really?

You know I am.

I'm not so sure
I believe in leaders anymore.

Yeah, well...

I don't think
leaders really matter

as long as you believe
in yourself.

[Father Wilson] Through this
anointing, may the Lord
in his love and mercy

help you with the grace
of the Holy Spirit.

May the Lord
who frees you from sin...

save you...

and raise you up.

Amen.

[slow music playing]

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]