Mr. Mercedes (2017) s02e03 Episode Script
You Can Go Home Now
1 Previously on "Mr.
Mercedes" Why don't you simply enjoy life? Maybe you could teach me something.
Billy Dad lost a big contract today can barely pay himself, so Pete was helping me rebuild Ida's gazebo.
I could throw you a couple of bucks.
Lights on or lights out, mi amigo.
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY.]
I am telling you, I saw consciousness.
Until this happens a second time, it's a glitch.
Nobody say a word about this.
MAN: You hear Hartsfield woke up? Trial-of-the-Century shit, yo.
Wait, what? Is that guy serious? You've been window shopping for months.
- What changed, darling? - It was time.
Where'd Bill go? - He didn't say goodbye.
- Yeah.
He said something about Brady waking up, and then Wait.
Brady woke up? Are you with me, Sadie? Oh, fuck.
Get a fucking Get a scalpel.
Get a scalpel, Sadie.
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
I thought I told you to stay - at the nurses' station.
- [SCALPEL CLATTERS.]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES.]
[URINATING.]
[POWER SAW WHIRRING.]
Good morning, Fred.
Now, you swallow up every little bit of that.
Organic don't come cheap.
[BOY PLAYING IN BACKGROUND.]
[SIGHS.]
What are you doing here? I don't know.
Where's Mom? Mom's not here.
Fix my truck.
Fix your truck.
What's the magic word? Please, fix my truck.
Fix your truck? Huh? You want me to fix your truck? I'll fix your truck.
Watch this.
[SIREN WAILING.]
- Wow! - That's the truck, man.
[WAILING CONTINUES.]
There we go.
You get up there.
Look.
Oh, yeah! Let's go! Hup! There we go.
[IMITATING SIREN.]
[IMITATING SIREN.]
I'm a fireman! Yeah, you are! Whoo-whoo! Did you kill Mom, too? Just play with the fire truck, kid.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning, Sunshine.
What are you doing? Uh well, you said you needed help, so here I am, helping.
Was thinking more the weekend.
Do you even know what you're doing? - No.
I don't.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Well, stop doing.
I'll be back over in a minute.
All right.
Glue.
How's school and shit? Uh fine and shit.
Seriously.
You don't talk much about it.
Who wants to talk about? It's Harvard.
The brand speaks for itself, you know? What's wrong with it? - Nothing.
- Clearly there is.
Clearly to who? You? It's fucking Harvard.
It's Ivy League.
Okay? Case closed.
Read that.
Where you going? To see a man about a horse.
A what? What, are you passing me notes? What are we, in sixth grade? Open it.
[CHUCKLES.]
[COFFEE POURS.]
Wow.
I'm a little, um [CHUCKLES.]
Just tell me which ones don't make the cut.
I Seriously, I-I just threw it together in between meetings.
Well, is, um Is Camden a boy or a girl's name? Either.
Covers our bases if the kid ever wants to transition.
Well I'm not a "president's last name for first name" kind of guy, so Madison and Reagan are out.
Okay.
Mm, Harper's nice, Tucker, Finn.
What? Come on.
Seriously? [LAUGHS.]
What? You can't let one Jonathan ruin a very strong name with biblical roots.
[CHUCKLES.]
Pettimore does not own it.
Besides, he's off your back now, anyway.
All you need to do is focus on Hartsfield and our growing family.
- I like the sound of that.
- Mm-hmm.
How is the star patient, anyway? There's been no change since he came out of his coma, but I'm optimistic.
Why? You know these Beijing types "return on our investment," all that.
Yeah, well, you tell him, Rome wasn't built in a day.
No, but modern Shanghai sort of was.
Ah, shit.
I got to shower.
Mm.
What about Daschel? Daschel? Are you kidding? "Dash" is so cute.
- Sadie? Sadie McDonald? - Yeah.
I saw something glinting in her hand.
She's a lamb.
Maggie, I know when someone's approaching me with malevolent intent, believe me.
So, this "glinting" thing you saw where did it go? I don't know.
I lost sight of it.
Thankfully, not in me.
Let's see if we can find out, would we? Come on.
Let's take a look.
[SIGHS.]
My point.
Just wait a second.
SADIE: Didn't mean to scare you off.
HODGES: You didn't scare me.
I thought I told you to stay at the nurses' station! [SCALPEL CLATTERS.]
It'd be like someone telling you Mother Teresa collected machine guns.
It [SCOFFS.]
It does not track.
Not even a little.
Let's get you out of here before Babineau comes back and I get fired.
You're lucky Hartsfield's out getting trached.
Sadie still here? No, she worked a swing shift.
She's probably home in bed.
Where's home? [SIGHS.]
Give me that before you hurt yourself.
I'll write the address down.
Where have you been? Out and about.
Okay, but could you be more specific? Suppose I could.
I was shopping for a new suppository.
So many exciting choices.
It's a delight just to flip through the catalog.
I've been test-driving the merchandise, as well.
I mean, the morning just flew by.
You're trying to gain dominion over me by proffering a vulgar visual.
[SIGHS.]
So that guy that you talked to the other day, the one who saw De La Cruz at the campsite, did you, um, happen to get his name? I did, yeah.
You know, I must have left it at home.
I was kind of hoping that you and I could focus on something else today something with a little more teeth.
I'd rather collect the bounty.
Holly you understand that if we apprehend this gentleman, he could be killed by some very bad people? Leaving his two boys behind for the state to raise.
Did you let De La Cruz go? [SIGHS.]
You did, didn't you? The people we're chasing they're barely scraping by.
That's irrelevant.
- Not to me.
- You lied to me! About De La Cruz, about Brady.
Yeah, I know that he's out of his coma Jerome told me which means that you lied to me twice - in a very short - Because I find your position on the issue unreasonable! These cases that you're taking on, they've become harder and harder for me to stomach, all right? The lady whose vehicle we repossessed, there was a baby's car seat in the back, for fuck's sake! But Look, a person who puts in a hard day's work, at the end of the day, they want it to count for something.
Is this what you want your days to count for? Really? Well, the only thing that seems to count to you is Brady Hartsfield.
He's not the only thing, but he matters, yes.
Preying on innocent people down on their luck, it doesn't.
It's horseshit! I make no apologies for saying it.
I I hear your arguments.
Okay? I do.
And when you put them that colorfully, I see that they are deeply felt.
That being said I am an equal partner.
I need to be treated like one.
Fair enough.
Good.
Speaking of partners, I'm in need of one right now, if you'll help me.
Let's go.
Oh.
Yeah.
Okay.
Who's paying us for this? No one.
I'd like to take this opportunity to mention that I could be back at the office right now maximizing my time on a paying case.
And instead, we're sitting outside a house of someone whose name I don't even know.
Her name is Sadie McDonald.
She lives here with her mother.
She's also a nurse at Mercy Gen.
I believe she tried to stab me with a scalpel last night when I was visiting Brady.
I did not expect that.
- Heads up.
- SADIE: You're saying it's too much? MATTHEW: I'm saying it's a lot.
- Of course it's a lot.
- To take.
"To take"? Okay.
- Yes, to take.
- Yeah.
All right.
Sadie! - Where are you going? - To work, Matthew! Sadie.
Sadie, come on! - Wheels up.
- What? Start the fucking car.
Oh.
Sorry.
Okay.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
I-I am.
Okay.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
- Ta-da! - Ta-da! [CHUCKLES.]
You heard a rumor he's barely awake, and you ran out and did that.
I mean, I-I've been talking about it for a while.
Yeah.
I [CHUCKLES.]
thought you were kidding.
Yeah.
I wasn't kidding.
I mean, I showed you sketches.
[SIGHS.]
- [COFFEE POURS.]
- What's your shrink say about it? Whoa, what the fuck does that have to do with anything? What? I know you haven't been going.
Do you follow me? Wow.
- That is some girlfriend.
- I'm trying to be.
Lou, I love you, but you're making this really hard.
You don't see your therapist.
You sleep till noon.
I do your laundry.
I need to see Brady face-to-face.
[SIGHING.]
That is a bad idea.
I need to show him that I survived.
And that is the only way that I can move on.
[SIGHS.]
Go see your therapist.
If she says go I won't stand in your way.
Okay, I'm going in.
When she comes out, follow two cars behind.
Don't lose her at the lights.
I'll get a cab back.
Wait.
Wait.
You're leaving me? You'll be fine.
Just don't get made.
O-Okay.
I won't get made.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING.]
How much? [PURSE UNZIPS.]
$20.
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES.]
Oh.
Go? [GEAR SHIFTS.]
Okay.
May I help you, sir? Are these all St.
Anne medallions? You know your saints.
Mm.
She's pretty popular.
Oh, among women more than men.
Oh, why's that? Because men can't get pregnant.
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? - Where are you now? - Um, she stopped at an herbalist/chiropractor/ acupuncturist.
- Which one? - It's all three, at least according to Dr.
Chen's sign.
- Oh, wait.
She's coming out.
- What's she doing? Oh, she's looking at me.
And then another way.
Now back at me again.
Oh, fuck.
She made you.
Wait, s-she did? Wait, how? Uh, you probably hung too close in traffic or something.
Listen, just let her get going, all right, and you go in and find out what you can about the doctor.
I'll meet you back at the office.
DR.
JACOBY: Do you understand what I mean when I say the pain is old? Which pain? Like the first thrust, when the knife found my small intestines or the second one that nicked my kidneys or the third one that pierced my spleen? The pain you've been feeling your whole life.
Um okay.
On a scale of 1 to 10, being stabbed by Brady Hartsfield is like a 600,000, and my boo-hoo childhood complaints come in at about a 3.
No one is dismissing the horror of what Brady Hartsfield did to you.
No one, least of all me.
You have made so much progress since you started coming in here to see me.
Progress? I'm a fucking disaster zone.
You have traumas going back to your childhood that you haven't even begun to unpack.
If you confront Brady to address traumas that predate him, you could suffer a significant setback, potentially even some sort of breakdown.
Mm.
Fuck off.
If you confront Brady Hartsfield without a full understanding of the dynamics in play, he could finish the job he started on you and Edmund Mills.
- You think you can help me? - If you let me.
Mm, I won't.
Why? Ah Because I'm not worth it.
Yes, you are.
Not until I take my life back from Brady.
Until then, I'm nothing.
What are you doing here? Nice to see you, too.
Well, I just needed a little IT help.
Yeah, you guys have some bugs in your accounting system, - so I figured I'd help.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, your father will have my balls in a nutcracker if he thinks I'm employing you.
So make it quick.
Another vulgar visual.
Thank you.
I'm finishing up now, so Anything on the doctor? Yes.
Uh, he specializes in homeopathic and non-Western treatment for epilepsy.
Epilepsy.
Sadie's an epileptic.
Well, that's what he treats, and that's where she goes.
I mean, he treats people who want to get off their conventional medication for antiseizures.
Oh, and get this.
One of the risks of going off your meds is a chaotic state, or possibly a psychotic state, which would explain why she picked up the scalpel.
Okay, good.
Excellent, Holly.
Thank you.
But the day isn't over yet.
Sadie's back at her boyfriend's house.
So this time, you need to tail me.
- Let's go.
- Oh, wait.
Um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick.
Hey, I'll e-mail you the rest from home.
Okay.
[INSECTS CHIRPING.]
So, what's wrong with Harvard? [SIGHS.]
Hmm.
Just I don't know.
Not what I expected, you know? Yeah, sure.
You've never lived away from home, different city.
It's a whole different world where most of these people come from.
Like, they speak a different language.
Some secret code.
Yeah.
I remember when I was about your age, I dated this girl from Sugar Heights, right? Ah, she was a brilliant girl.
She was really very fun.
[CHUCKLES.]
We had a fine time of it, but every time I went over to her place, I was afraid I'd break something.
Like she'd take me out to dinner to the "club" or something.
It was like I always seemed to use the wrong utensil or knock over a glass of water or something.
I didn't live in that world, you know? I didn't belong.
But, like, she never made me feel that I didn't belong.
I made me feel that way.
[SIGHS.]
In the end we broke up.
And it gets gets lonely.
It'll get less so.
It will.
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? HODGES: Hello.
Yeah.
Hi.
You don't park in front of the house of the person you're surveilling.
W-Where are you? I don't [SIGHS.]
If you find me, you'll see how it's done, grasshopper.
Grass-what? Just look.
Oh.
There you are.
Yeah.
And move.
Yeah, I am.
I'm sorry.
I'm just not very good at this.
This Okay.
Just drive past me here.
Keep going.
Hi.
All right, make a three-point turn.
Park in behind me.
A three-point turn? Just A U-turn, whatever.
I feel quite incompetent.
Okay.
No reason for you to feel that way.
How can you know what you don't know? I know.
On the way here, I nearly lost you, if I counted correctly, 13 times.
Well, you know, field work was never your forte, but it's important that you learn.
- Why now? - So you know how to do it.
I know, but won't you just be in the field? Well, just in case I'm s-sick or I can't.
Well, why can't you if you're not sick? I All I'm saying is that it's important to be prepared.
- Wait.
Are you sick? - No, I'm not sick.
- Okay.
- Now, listen, I'm gonna take your car, and you sit in mine, okay? Okay.
Right.
Because my car was "made"? Exactly.
- Good.
Well done.
That's it.
- Okay.
Now, just note where I am, right? Up the street with plenty of things to take the eye between me and her house, all right? Now, where is Sadie's car, in relation to the house? Just north of it south of it.
- South of it, right.
Where's mine? - Yes.
- North of it.
- That's right.
So it means when she walks out of the house, she will naturally look left rather than right, okay, further minimizing the chances of her seeing me.
Well, in this case, you.
Wait.
Why am I doing this? You're gonna put her to sleep, okay? Now, it seems pretty clear to me that she's gonna sleep - at her boyfriend's this evening.
- Wait.
Why can't I How can I possibly put her to sleep when your car is parked like half a block away? - No, no, that's a euphemism.
- Oh.
- Euphemism.
It's a euphemism, okay? - What's So, I need to know if she moves within, say, the next few hours, that's all.
Okay, so I'm just supposed to sit in your car - and just wait - Until she goes to sleep.
That's right.
Okay.
And where will you be? I-I-I got I got things to tend to.
You've been doing a lot of that lately.
- Yeah, just watch the house, would ya? - Yes.
- Is the key in here? - Yes.
[ENGINE SHUTS OFF.]
[GATE CLOSES.]
Can I help you? Are you the homeowner? Yeah.
And I And I have a license to carry.
Uh, uh, I'm William Hodges.
I'm a private investigator.
Can I see a badge? Or a card? Yes, of course.
Sure, yeah, yeah.
I'm investigating some malpractice at Mercy General.
I was wondering, could I speak with your daughter? Is my daughter involved? Ah, no, no.
I just want to ask her a few questions.
Who are you working for? The hospital? I'm not at liberty to say.
Calling the police.
Fuck it! [INDISTINCT TALKING OVER P.
A.
.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
Everybody told me I shouldn't come see you.
But I had to.
[BEEPING CONTINUES.]
I had to come and look you I had to look you in your shitty, little cloudy eye.
You're nothing.
[SCREAMING.]
Shh! [GASPS.]
[GASPS, SCREAMS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Aah! Fuck! [SIGHING.]
Fuck.
It's a dream.
Hey, it's okay.
Ohh! It's just a dream.
Go back to sleep.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Go to sleep.
It's a dream.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[HUBCAP SCRAPES.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[ENGINE SHUTS OFF.]
[SIGHS DEEPLY.]
[DOORBELL RINGS.]
[SIGHS.]
Hi.
Hiya.
Um what's up? [CHUCKLES.]
I, uh Just dropping by? Yeah.
Uh, I Okay, yeah, sure, yeah, yeah.
By all means.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
Thanks.
Tough day at work, honey? A woman and her daughter are Well, they seem quite perturbed with me.
Mm-hmm.
For no good reason, I'm sure.
Well, the mother I get.
The daughter is a head-scratcher.
You didn't brace her with your refreshing level of candor? No.
Charm her with your serene temperament? No.
- Serve her papers? - No.
- Chase her down for an old warrant? - No, no, no, no.
Speak crossly to her? Uh, no.
Well, this is baffling.
Mm.
So, uh So is this.
Old times.
No.
[LAUGHS.]
No.
Old times would be you carrying the toxic cloud of a failed case into the house and refusing to talk about it.
And then drinking right through dinner.
[INHALES, EXHALES DEEPLY.]
Is that what this feels like? No, no.
I honestly don't know what this feels like.
What, um What are you doing here, Bill? I miss you.
Got to the end of watch, as we used to say, and I-I just couldn't think of anybody else I wanted to see.
[CHUCKLES.]
What are we doing? You know, you, uh you misread the situation at the bar so spectacularly.
- Did I? - Yeah.
Yeah.
- Well, you agreed to the drink.
- Uh And you sent me the photo after the funeral.
- It was of Pete.
- Right.
Yeah.
Just 'cause I'm heading into me dotage doesn't mean I've forgotten what flirting looks like.
Might not be dotage.
Might just be alcohol.
- I'm not drunk.
- Hmm? - Nope.
- Hmm.
- Mildly buzzed.
- Oh.
I did have a couple before I came over.
You? Uh, no, I'm not drunk.
Mildly buzzed.
[LAUGHS.]
My turn.
What are we doing? I don't fucking know.
Uh, maybe it's because I got divorced for the second time.
Maybe it's because I have a shaky relationship with our kid.
Maybe it's because I don't know if I'm gonna make partner or not.
Maybe I don't care.
Uh, I mean, this this is the sum of my life.
Sitting across from you yesterday, from somebody I didn't have to explain myself to, somebody who knows me just felt [INHALES DEEPLY.]
felt good.
I can work with that.
Nibbles? Come on.
Time to finish what you've started, big brother.
I know.
Let's burn it all down.
Yeah? Let's burn it all down! [SIGHS.]
Mm.
Ohh, I did not see this morning coming.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
That was a lovely one, though.
Mm.
So, who are these women? Huh? These women who took such a shine to you? - Oh.
- Yeah? Case you're you're working on? Yes.
One of them is no big deal.
The other is It's Mm-hmm.
Just spit it out.
Come on.
She's a nurse.
When I was by the hospital the other night, I'm pretty sure she was planning to cut my throat.
But she was interrupted.
You don't know her? No.
I mean, I've seen her a few times at the hospital, nodded to her once or twice, but that's it.
What kind of nurse is she? [INHALES DEEPLY.]
One of Brady Hartsfield's.
Hey.
It follows you, you know? The darkness.
Aw, come on.
Didn't take long for this greatest hits - to be put back on the turntable, did it? - It does.
It does.
It's It's like you pull in violence and and hurt and the dark.
[SIGHS.]
Well, I'm not trying to.
I'm trying to limit the damage it does.
Hey.
Listen.
I'm not judging you.
I'm not.
Listen.
Hear me, okay? I love that you're talking to me.
I love that you're sharing.
I'm gonna go.
It's all feeling like yesteryear lately.
[GRUNTS.]
[SIGHS.]
[SIGHING.]
Oh, gosh.
[GROANS.]
[URINATING.]
You could just turn your back on it.
- What? - Just walk away.
Don't go near this nurse or these other women.
Stay away from Brady Hartsfield.
[TOILET FLUSHES.]
Just choose the sun.
That's it? People got killed, and I get a suntan.
This nurse could be dangerous, you know.
To who? To her patients, to herself, to me.
[SIGHS.]
Okay, all right.
Okay.
Well uh, how about after you save the day, you you actually enjoy some of it? What do you mean? Um, like take a trip.
A trip? - Where? - I don't know.
Anywhere.
You're You're retired.
[CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
A trip? [CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
You need to get that? Where would we take a trip? "We"? I didn't say "we.
" [CHUCKLES.]
Why not? [GROANS.]
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? Hey.
What's the news? Mm, she just finished going for a run.
She mailed some letters and took out the trash.
It's been riveting.
Sit on her till she goes to work.
We'll switch cars at the hospital.
Wait.
Doesn't she work the night shift? Well, you're a quick study.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
I, uh It's gotten the better of me up here.
I'm getting headaches from the stress.
[SIGHS.]
Go wash the Superstar.
Do I have to? Yeah.
Till you transfer out, it's your job.
[SIGHS.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
[SIGHS.]
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
Yeah, I'm at work.
Yes, I put the transfer request.
Okay, yeah.
I have g I've got to go.
Matthew, I have to go! [CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
[SIGHS.]
[WHISPERS.]
Come on, Sadie.
You can do this.
[CHUCKLES.]
[THINKING.]
Same feeling again.
I used to love this job.
Transfer out.
Transferring?! How fucking dare you! Fine! Fine! Fine! You're a liability, anyway! [MONITOR BEEPING.]
And we're back! How about we have some fun before you leave, huh? [WHISTLES.]
Take me to the sweeties.
[WHISTLING CONTINUES.]
Oh, Mr.
Conlan, one of the lucky ones.
Opiates on the reg.
God bless America.
Mr.
Conlan.
Let's get you your opiates.
[LOCK DISENGAGES.]
You know what? Let's take two, why don't we? - - [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
[LOCK DISENGAGES.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
[SINGSONG VOICE.]
Mr.
Conlan.
[GROANS.]
I know.
Time for your daily fix.
Shh.
I know you don't feel good, do you? Is that better? That's better.
Right? How would you like to feel better better than better, Mr.
Conlan? I'll give you an extra treat.
How about we make you feel nothing at all? Molly Jenkins' bedpan is clean, and I'm hoping it's because we changed it because if we What are you doing? Sadie, he only gets 4 milligrams.
[EXHALES SHARPLY.]
Right.
Right.
Right.
Right.
Duh.
I'll go check on Molly.
I'll go check on Molly.
Sadie, give me the vial.
- Loosen up, Saggie.
- You need a cigarette.
It's time for your break, isn't it? - I'll put the - dosage back myself.
It's my ID code.
[CELLPHONE RINGING.]
Yeah? You were right.
Sadie's not okay.
Do tell.
The amount of morphine she just tried to pump into Ol' Conlan could kill a rhinoceros.
She's still got one of the vials.
Where are you? I'm downstairs.
I'm in the parking lot.
Is she still on the floor? Not that I can tell.
I'll meet you at my spot in five.
Great.
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
Come to papa.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Mow that bitch down, motherfucker! [IMITATES ENGINE REVVING.]
[KNOCKING.]
Pull up slowly into the parking bay and get out of the car slowly.
[SIGHS.]
Delighted to.
That'll do.
Step out of the car, please.
What were you doing? - I was on a - break.
In the middle of the road? Yeah.
What do you do on yours? I don't take breaks.
I'm retired, as it happens.
So, you're impersonating a - police officer? - I claim nothing.
- You flashed your gun at me.
- No, I flashed nothing.
- Now, I need to see in your car, okay? - Why? - Because - Give me a fucking cigarette.
Because I have a mind that you've stolen medicine from this particular hospital, and I need to check it out, okay? [LAUGHS.]
What, are you high? Give me a fucking light.
I don't know you.
Why the fuck would I let you in my car? Okay.
I can get a warrant.
You're retired! I have friends.
Yeah? I got a rape whistle.
You have a what? A rape whistle! - Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
When I blow it, security's gonna blaze around that corner, and I'm gonna tell them you intended to rape me.
It'll never hold up in court, honey.
Just has to make a lot of noise in the here and now.
Really? What are you doing with that? I told you I was gonna fucking put it back.
I've never seen her like that.
First, you apply for your fucking transfer, and now Fatty Hodges is sniffing around.
You know what you are, Sadie? You're a fucking burden.
Yeah.
You're a dead weight.
That is not Sadie McDonald.
[SIGHS.]
All evidence to the contrary.
Why would you let that guy fucking close to us? Are you retarded? Are you retarded?! Fucking retarded, Sadie? She She collects Hummels.
She blogs about Furbies.
She loves Coldplay.
Come on, Maggie.
Fuck's sake.
Plenty of bad people blog.
She's not a bad person, Bill.
Well, who was that, then? You know what? Why don't we get some air? You might like that idea.
You know get out of here feel the breeze on our faces.
Do you like that, Sadie? [CELLPHONE VIBRATES.]
Oh.
Oh.
Someone's angry.
Lover's tiff? I thought I thought, uh, love was supposed to make the world go 'round.
Is that your experience, Sadie? Did you make him happy? Did he make you happy? [DOOR CLOSES.]
No.
Because you're not fucking good enough, Sadie.
You're not worth it.
And why would you think that would change with anyone? Love isn't what you thought it would be.
Is it, Sadie? It's a lot to take.
Could she be on something? - No.
No.
- Huh? Sadie would never do drugs.
She's a health-food nut.
She's No, she wouldn't.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE.]
[CELLPHONE RINGING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
It makes no sense.
Love is a prison.
Death - [BREATHING SHAKILY.]
- Death is liberation.
Freedom.
No more pain.
No more feeling.
No more failure.
Just freedom.
[BREATHING SHAKILY.]
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY.]
Mercedes" Why don't you simply enjoy life? Maybe you could teach me something.
Billy Dad lost a big contract today can barely pay himself, so Pete was helping me rebuild Ida's gazebo.
I could throw you a couple of bucks.
Lights on or lights out, mi amigo.
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY.]
I am telling you, I saw consciousness.
Until this happens a second time, it's a glitch.
Nobody say a word about this.
MAN: You hear Hartsfield woke up? Trial-of-the-Century shit, yo.
Wait, what? Is that guy serious? You've been window shopping for months.
- What changed, darling? - It was time.
Where'd Bill go? - He didn't say goodbye.
- Yeah.
He said something about Brady waking up, and then Wait.
Brady woke up? Are you with me, Sadie? Oh, fuck.
Get a fucking Get a scalpel.
Get a scalpel, Sadie.
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
I thought I told you to stay - at the nurses' station.
- [SCALPEL CLATTERS.]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES.]
[URINATING.]
[POWER SAW WHIRRING.]
Good morning, Fred.
Now, you swallow up every little bit of that.
Organic don't come cheap.
[BOY PLAYING IN BACKGROUND.]
[SIGHS.]
What are you doing here? I don't know.
Where's Mom? Mom's not here.
Fix my truck.
Fix your truck.
What's the magic word? Please, fix my truck.
Fix your truck? Huh? You want me to fix your truck? I'll fix your truck.
Watch this.
[SIREN WAILING.]
- Wow! - That's the truck, man.
[WAILING CONTINUES.]
There we go.
You get up there.
Look.
Oh, yeah! Let's go! Hup! There we go.
[IMITATING SIREN.]
[IMITATING SIREN.]
I'm a fireman! Yeah, you are! Whoo-whoo! Did you kill Mom, too? Just play with the fire truck, kid.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning, Sunshine.
What are you doing? Uh well, you said you needed help, so here I am, helping.
Was thinking more the weekend.
Do you even know what you're doing? - No.
I don't.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Well, stop doing.
I'll be back over in a minute.
All right.
Glue.
How's school and shit? Uh fine and shit.
Seriously.
You don't talk much about it.
Who wants to talk about? It's Harvard.
The brand speaks for itself, you know? What's wrong with it? - Nothing.
- Clearly there is.
Clearly to who? You? It's fucking Harvard.
It's Ivy League.
Okay? Case closed.
Read that.
Where you going? To see a man about a horse.
A what? What, are you passing me notes? What are we, in sixth grade? Open it.
[CHUCKLES.]
[COFFEE POURS.]
Wow.
I'm a little, um [CHUCKLES.]
Just tell me which ones don't make the cut.
I Seriously, I-I just threw it together in between meetings.
Well, is, um Is Camden a boy or a girl's name? Either.
Covers our bases if the kid ever wants to transition.
Well I'm not a "president's last name for first name" kind of guy, so Madison and Reagan are out.
Okay.
Mm, Harper's nice, Tucker, Finn.
What? Come on.
Seriously? [LAUGHS.]
What? You can't let one Jonathan ruin a very strong name with biblical roots.
[CHUCKLES.]
Pettimore does not own it.
Besides, he's off your back now, anyway.
All you need to do is focus on Hartsfield and our growing family.
- I like the sound of that.
- Mm-hmm.
How is the star patient, anyway? There's been no change since he came out of his coma, but I'm optimistic.
Why? You know these Beijing types "return on our investment," all that.
Yeah, well, you tell him, Rome wasn't built in a day.
No, but modern Shanghai sort of was.
Ah, shit.
I got to shower.
Mm.
What about Daschel? Daschel? Are you kidding? "Dash" is so cute.
- Sadie? Sadie McDonald? - Yeah.
I saw something glinting in her hand.
She's a lamb.
Maggie, I know when someone's approaching me with malevolent intent, believe me.
So, this "glinting" thing you saw where did it go? I don't know.
I lost sight of it.
Thankfully, not in me.
Let's see if we can find out, would we? Come on.
Let's take a look.
[SIGHS.]
My point.
Just wait a second.
SADIE: Didn't mean to scare you off.
HODGES: You didn't scare me.
I thought I told you to stay at the nurses' station! [SCALPEL CLATTERS.]
It'd be like someone telling you Mother Teresa collected machine guns.
It [SCOFFS.]
It does not track.
Not even a little.
Let's get you out of here before Babineau comes back and I get fired.
You're lucky Hartsfield's out getting trached.
Sadie still here? No, she worked a swing shift.
She's probably home in bed.
Where's home? [SIGHS.]
Give me that before you hurt yourself.
I'll write the address down.
Where have you been? Out and about.
Okay, but could you be more specific? Suppose I could.
I was shopping for a new suppository.
So many exciting choices.
It's a delight just to flip through the catalog.
I've been test-driving the merchandise, as well.
I mean, the morning just flew by.
You're trying to gain dominion over me by proffering a vulgar visual.
[SIGHS.]
So that guy that you talked to the other day, the one who saw De La Cruz at the campsite, did you, um, happen to get his name? I did, yeah.
You know, I must have left it at home.
I was kind of hoping that you and I could focus on something else today something with a little more teeth.
I'd rather collect the bounty.
Holly you understand that if we apprehend this gentleman, he could be killed by some very bad people? Leaving his two boys behind for the state to raise.
Did you let De La Cruz go? [SIGHS.]
You did, didn't you? The people we're chasing they're barely scraping by.
That's irrelevant.
- Not to me.
- You lied to me! About De La Cruz, about Brady.
Yeah, I know that he's out of his coma Jerome told me which means that you lied to me twice - in a very short - Because I find your position on the issue unreasonable! These cases that you're taking on, they've become harder and harder for me to stomach, all right? The lady whose vehicle we repossessed, there was a baby's car seat in the back, for fuck's sake! But Look, a person who puts in a hard day's work, at the end of the day, they want it to count for something.
Is this what you want your days to count for? Really? Well, the only thing that seems to count to you is Brady Hartsfield.
He's not the only thing, but he matters, yes.
Preying on innocent people down on their luck, it doesn't.
It's horseshit! I make no apologies for saying it.
I I hear your arguments.
Okay? I do.
And when you put them that colorfully, I see that they are deeply felt.
That being said I am an equal partner.
I need to be treated like one.
Fair enough.
Good.
Speaking of partners, I'm in need of one right now, if you'll help me.
Let's go.
Oh.
Yeah.
Okay.
Who's paying us for this? No one.
I'd like to take this opportunity to mention that I could be back at the office right now maximizing my time on a paying case.
And instead, we're sitting outside a house of someone whose name I don't even know.
Her name is Sadie McDonald.
She lives here with her mother.
She's also a nurse at Mercy Gen.
I believe she tried to stab me with a scalpel last night when I was visiting Brady.
I did not expect that.
- Heads up.
- SADIE: You're saying it's too much? MATTHEW: I'm saying it's a lot.
- Of course it's a lot.
- To take.
"To take"? Okay.
- Yes, to take.
- Yeah.
All right.
Sadie! - Where are you going? - To work, Matthew! Sadie.
Sadie, come on! - Wheels up.
- What? Start the fucking car.
Oh.
Sorry.
Okay.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
I-I am.
Okay.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
- Ta-da! - Ta-da! [CHUCKLES.]
You heard a rumor he's barely awake, and you ran out and did that.
I mean, I-I've been talking about it for a while.
Yeah.
I [CHUCKLES.]
thought you were kidding.
Yeah.
I wasn't kidding.
I mean, I showed you sketches.
[SIGHS.]
- [COFFEE POURS.]
- What's your shrink say about it? Whoa, what the fuck does that have to do with anything? What? I know you haven't been going.
Do you follow me? Wow.
- That is some girlfriend.
- I'm trying to be.
Lou, I love you, but you're making this really hard.
You don't see your therapist.
You sleep till noon.
I do your laundry.
I need to see Brady face-to-face.
[SIGHING.]
That is a bad idea.
I need to show him that I survived.
And that is the only way that I can move on.
[SIGHS.]
Go see your therapist.
If she says go I won't stand in your way.
Okay, I'm going in.
When she comes out, follow two cars behind.
Don't lose her at the lights.
I'll get a cab back.
Wait.
Wait.
You're leaving me? You'll be fine.
Just don't get made.
O-Okay.
I won't get made.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING.]
How much? [PURSE UNZIPS.]
$20.
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES.]
Oh.
Go? [GEAR SHIFTS.]
Okay.
May I help you, sir? Are these all St.
Anne medallions? You know your saints.
Mm.
She's pretty popular.
Oh, among women more than men.
Oh, why's that? Because men can't get pregnant.
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? - Where are you now? - Um, she stopped at an herbalist/chiropractor/ acupuncturist.
- Which one? - It's all three, at least according to Dr.
Chen's sign.
- Oh, wait.
She's coming out.
- What's she doing? Oh, she's looking at me.
And then another way.
Now back at me again.
Oh, fuck.
She made you.
Wait, s-she did? Wait, how? Uh, you probably hung too close in traffic or something.
Listen, just let her get going, all right, and you go in and find out what you can about the doctor.
I'll meet you back at the office.
DR.
JACOBY: Do you understand what I mean when I say the pain is old? Which pain? Like the first thrust, when the knife found my small intestines or the second one that nicked my kidneys or the third one that pierced my spleen? The pain you've been feeling your whole life.
Um okay.
On a scale of 1 to 10, being stabbed by Brady Hartsfield is like a 600,000, and my boo-hoo childhood complaints come in at about a 3.
No one is dismissing the horror of what Brady Hartsfield did to you.
No one, least of all me.
You have made so much progress since you started coming in here to see me.
Progress? I'm a fucking disaster zone.
You have traumas going back to your childhood that you haven't even begun to unpack.
If you confront Brady to address traumas that predate him, you could suffer a significant setback, potentially even some sort of breakdown.
Mm.
Fuck off.
If you confront Brady Hartsfield without a full understanding of the dynamics in play, he could finish the job he started on you and Edmund Mills.
- You think you can help me? - If you let me.
Mm, I won't.
Why? Ah Because I'm not worth it.
Yes, you are.
Not until I take my life back from Brady.
Until then, I'm nothing.
What are you doing here? Nice to see you, too.
Well, I just needed a little IT help.
Yeah, you guys have some bugs in your accounting system, - so I figured I'd help.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, your father will have my balls in a nutcracker if he thinks I'm employing you.
So make it quick.
Another vulgar visual.
Thank you.
I'm finishing up now, so Anything on the doctor? Yes.
Uh, he specializes in homeopathic and non-Western treatment for epilepsy.
Epilepsy.
Sadie's an epileptic.
Well, that's what he treats, and that's where she goes.
I mean, he treats people who want to get off their conventional medication for antiseizures.
Oh, and get this.
One of the risks of going off your meds is a chaotic state, or possibly a psychotic state, which would explain why she picked up the scalpel.
Okay, good.
Excellent, Holly.
Thank you.
But the day isn't over yet.
Sadie's back at her boyfriend's house.
So this time, you need to tail me.
- Let's go.
- Oh, wait.
Um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick.
Hey, I'll e-mail you the rest from home.
Okay.
[INSECTS CHIRPING.]
So, what's wrong with Harvard? [SIGHS.]
Hmm.
Just I don't know.
Not what I expected, you know? Yeah, sure.
You've never lived away from home, different city.
It's a whole different world where most of these people come from.
Like, they speak a different language.
Some secret code.
Yeah.
I remember when I was about your age, I dated this girl from Sugar Heights, right? Ah, she was a brilliant girl.
She was really very fun.
[CHUCKLES.]
We had a fine time of it, but every time I went over to her place, I was afraid I'd break something.
Like she'd take me out to dinner to the "club" or something.
It was like I always seemed to use the wrong utensil or knock over a glass of water or something.
I didn't live in that world, you know? I didn't belong.
But, like, she never made me feel that I didn't belong.
I made me feel that way.
[SIGHS.]
In the end we broke up.
And it gets gets lonely.
It'll get less so.
It will.
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? HODGES: Hello.
Yeah.
Hi.
You don't park in front of the house of the person you're surveilling.
W-Where are you? I don't [SIGHS.]
If you find me, you'll see how it's done, grasshopper.
Grass-what? Just look.
Oh.
There you are.
Yeah.
And move.
Yeah, I am.
I'm sorry.
I'm just not very good at this.
This Okay.
Just drive past me here.
Keep going.
Hi.
All right, make a three-point turn.
Park in behind me.
A three-point turn? Just A U-turn, whatever.
I feel quite incompetent.
Okay.
No reason for you to feel that way.
How can you know what you don't know? I know.
On the way here, I nearly lost you, if I counted correctly, 13 times.
Well, you know, field work was never your forte, but it's important that you learn.
- Why now? - So you know how to do it.
I know, but won't you just be in the field? Well, just in case I'm s-sick or I can't.
Well, why can't you if you're not sick? I All I'm saying is that it's important to be prepared.
- Wait.
Are you sick? - No, I'm not sick.
- Okay.
- Now, listen, I'm gonna take your car, and you sit in mine, okay? Okay.
Right.
Because my car was "made"? Exactly.
- Good.
Well done.
That's it.
- Okay.
Now, just note where I am, right? Up the street with plenty of things to take the eye between me and her house, all right? Now, where is Sadie's car, in relation to the house? Just north of it south of it.
- South of it, right.
Where's mine? - Yes.
- North of it.
- That's right.
So it means when she walks out of the house, she will naturally look left rather than right, okay, further minimizing the chances of her seeing me.
Well, in this case, you.
Wait.
Why am I doing this? You're gonna put her to sleep, okay? Now, it seems pretty clear to me that she's gonna sleep - at her boyfriend's this evening.
- Wait.
Why can't I How can I possibly put her to sleep when your car is parked like half a block away? - No, no, that's a euphemism.
- Oh.
- Euphemism.
It's a euphemism, okay? - What's So, I need to know if she moves within, say, the next few hours, that's all.
Okay, so I'm just supposed to sit in your car - and just wait - Until she goes to sleep.
That's right.
Okay.
And where will you be? I-I-I got I got things to tend to.
You've been doing a lot of that lately.
- Yeah, just watch the house, would ya? - Yes.
- Is the key in here? - Yes.
[ENGINE SHUTS OFF.]
[GATE CLOSES.]
Can I help you? Are you the homeowner? Yeah.
And I And I have a license to carry.
Uh, uh, I'm William Hodges.
I'm a private investigator.
Can I see a badge? Or a card? Yes, of course.
Sure, yeah, yeah.
I'm investigating some malpractice at Mercy General.
I was wondering, could I speak with your daughter? Is my daughter involved? Ah, no, no.
I just want to ask her a few questions.
Who are you working for? The hospital? I'm not at liberty to say.
Calling the police.
Fuck it! [INDISTINCT TALKING OVER P.
A.
.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
Everybody told me I shouldn't come see you.
But I had to.
[BEEPING CONTINUES.]
I had to come and look you I had to look you in your shitty, little cloudy eye.
You're nothing.
[SCREAMING.]
Shh! [GASPS.]
[GASPS, SCREAMS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Aah! Fuck! [SIGHING.]
Fuck.
It's a dream.
Hey, it's okay.
Ohh! It's just a dream.
Go back to sleep.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Go to sleep.
It's a dream.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[HUBCAP SCRAPES.]
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[ENGINE SHUTS OFF.]
[SIGHS DEEPLY.]
[DOORBELL RINGS.]
[SIGHS.]
Hi.
Hiya.
Um what's up? [CHUCKLES.]
I, uh Just dropping by? Yeah.
Uh, I Okay, yeah, sure, yeah, yeah.
By all means.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
Thanks.
Tough day at work, honey? A woman and her daughter are Well, they seem quite perturbed with me.
Mm-hmm.
For no good reason, I'm sure.
Well, the mother I get.
The daughter is a head-scratcher.
You didn't brace her with your refreshing level of candor? No.
Charm her with your serene temperament? No.
- Serve her papers? - No.
- Chase her down for an old warrant? - No, no, no, no.
Speak crossly to her? Uh, no.
Well, this is baffling.
Mm.
So, uh So is this.
Old times.
No.
[LAUGHS.]
No.
Old times would be you carrying the toxic cloud of a failed case into the house and refusing to talk about it.
And then drinking right through dinner.
[INHALES, EXHALES DEEPLY.]
Is that what this feels like? No, no.
I honestly don't know what this feels like.
What, um What are you doing here, Bill? I miss you.
Got to the end of watch, as we used to say, and I-I just couldn't think of anybody else I wanted to see.
[CHUCKLES.]
What are we doing? You know, you, uh you misread the situation at the bar so spectacularly.
- Did I? - Yeah.
Yeah.
- Well, you agreed to the drink.
- Uh And you sent me the photo after the funeral.
- It was of Pete.
- Right.
Yeah.
Just 'cause I'm heading into me dotage doesn't mean I've forgotten what flirting looks like.
Might not be dotage.
Might just be alcohol.
- I'm not drunk.
- Hmm? - Nope.
- Hmm.
- Mildly buzzed.
- Oh.
I did have a couple before I came over.
You? Uh, no, I'm not drunk.
Mildly buzzed.
[LAUGHS.]
My turn.
What are we doing? I don't fucking know.
Uh, maybe it's because I got divorced for the second time.
Maybe it's because I have a shaky relationship with our kid.
Maybe it's because I don't know if I'm gonna make partner or not.
Maybe I don't care.
Uh, I mean, this this is the sum of my life.
Sitting across from you yesterday, from somebody I didn't have to explain myself to, somebody who knows me just felt [INHALES DEEPLY.]
felt good.
I can work with that.
Nibbles? Come on.
Time to finish what you've started, big brother.
I know.
Let's burn it all down.
Yeah? Let's burn it all down! [SIGHS.]
Mm.
Ohh, I did not see this morning coming.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
That was a lovely one, though.
Mm.
So, who are these women? Huh? These women who took such a shine to you? - Oh.
- Yeah? Case you're you're working on? Yes.
One of them is no big deal.
The other is It's Mm-hmm.
Just spit it out.
Come on.
She's a nurse.
When I was by the hospital the other night, I'm pretty sure she was planning to cut my throat.
But she was interrupted.
You don't know her? No.
I mean, I've seen her a few times at the hospital, nodded to her once or twice, but that's it.
What kind of nurse is she? [INHALES DEEPLY.]
One of Brady Hartsfield's.
Hey.
It follows you, you know? The darkness.
Aw, come on.
Didn't take long for this greatest hits - to be put back on the turntable, did it? - It does.
It does.
It's It's like you pull in violence and and hurt and the dark.
[SIGHS.]
Well, I'm not trying to.
I'm trying to limit the damage it does.
Hey.
Listen.
I'm not judging you.
I'm not.
Listen.
Hear me, okay? I love that you're talking to me.
I love that you're sharing.
I'm gonna go.
It's all feeling like yesteryear lately.
[GRUNTS.]
[SIGHS.]
[SIGHING.]
Oh, gosh.
[GROANS.]
[URINATING.]
You could just turn your back on it.
- What? - Just walk away.
Don't go near this nurse or these other women.
Stay away from Brady Hartsfield.
[TOILET FLUSHES.]
Just choose the sun.
That's it? People got killed, and I get a suntan.
This nurse could be dangerous, you know.
To who? To her patients, to herself, to me.
[SIGHS.]
Okay, all right.
Okay.
Well uh, how about after you save the day, you you actually enjoy some of it? What do you mean? Um, like take a trip.
A trip? - Where? - I don't know.
Anywhere.
You're You're retired.
[CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
A trip? [CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
You need to get that? Where would we take a trip? "We"? I didn't say "we.
" [CHUCKLES.]
Why not? [GROANS.]
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? Hey.
What's the news? Mm, she just finished going for a run.
She mailed some letters and took out the trash.
It's been riveting.
Sit on her till she goes to work.
We'll switch cars at the hospital.
Wait.
Doesn't she work the night shift? Well, you're a quick study.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
I, uh It's gotten the better of me up here.
I'm getting headaches from the stress.
[SIGHS.]
Go wash the Superstar.
Do I have to? Yeah.
Till you transfer out, it's your job.
[SIGHS.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
[SIGHS.]
[CELLPHONE RINGS.]
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
Yeah, I'm at work.
Yes, I put the transfer request.
Okay, yeah.
I have g I've got to go.
Matthew, I have to go! [CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
[SIGHS.]
[WHISPERS.]
Come on, Sadie.
You can do this.
[CHUCKLES.]
[THINKING.]
Same feeling again.
I used to love this job.
Transfer out.
Transferring?! How fucking dare you! Fine! Fine! Fine! You're a liability, anyway! [MONITOR BEEPING.]
And we're back! How about we have some fun before you leave, huh? [WHISTLES.]
Take me to the sweeties.
[WHISTLING CONTINUES.]
Oh, Mr.
Conlan, one of the lucky ones.
Opiates on the reg.
God bless America.
Mr.
Conlan.
Let's get you your opiates.
[LOCK DISENGAGES.]
You know what? Let's take two, why don't we? - - [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
[LOCK DISENGAGES.]
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
[SINGSONG VOICE.]
Mr.
Conlan.
[GROANS.]
I know.
Time for your daily fix.
Shh.
I know you don't feel good, do you? Is that better? That's better.
Right? How would you like to feel better better than better, Mr.
Conlan? I'll give you an extra treat.
How about we make you feel nothing at all? Molly Jenkins' bedpan is clean, and I'm hoping it's because we changed it because if we What are you doing? Sadie, he only gets 4 milligrams.
[EXHALES SHARPLY.]
Right.
Right.
Right.
Right.
Duh.
I'll go check on Molly.
I'll go check on Molly.
Sadie, give me the vial.
- Loosen up, Saggie.
- You need a cigarette.
It's time for your break, isn't it? - I'll put the - dosage back myself.
It's my ID code.
[CELLPHONE RINGING.]
Yeah? You were right.
Sadie's not okay.
Do tell.
The amount of morphine she just tried to pump into Ol' Conlan could kill a rhinoceros.
She's still got one of the vials.
Where are you? I'm downstairs.
I'm in the parking lot.
Is she still on the floor? Not that I can tell.
I'll meet you at my spot in five.
Great.
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
Come to papa.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Mow that bitch down, motherfucker! [IMITATES ENGINE REVVING.]
[KNOCKING.]
Pull up slowly into the parking bay and get out of the car slowly.
[SIGHS.]
Delighted to.
That'll do.
Step out of the car, please.
What were you doing? - I was on a - break.
In the middle of the road? Yeah.
What do you do on yours? I don't take breaks.
I'm retired, as it happens.
So, you're impersonating a - police officer? - I claim nothing.
- You flashed your gun at me.
- No, I flashed nothing.
- Now, I need to see in your car, okay? - Why? - Because - Give me a fucking cigarette.
Because I have a mind that you've stolen medicine from this particular hospital, and I need to check it out, okay? [LAUGHS.]
What, are you high? Give me a fucking light.
I don't know you.
Why the fuck would I let you in my car? Okay.
I can get a warrant.
You're retired! I have friends.
Yeah? I got a rape whistle.
You have a what? A rape whistle! - Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
When I blow it, security's gonna blaze around that corner, and I'm gonna tell them you intended to rape me.
It'll never hold up in court, honey.
Just has to make a lot of noise in the here and now.
Really? What are you doing with that? I told you I was gonna fucking put it back.
I've never seen her like that.
First, you apply for your fucking transfer, and now Fatty Hodges is sniffing around.
You know what you are, Sadie? You're a fucking burden.
Yeah.
You're a dead weight.
That is not Sadie McDonald.
[SIGHS.]
All evidence to the contrary.
Why would you let that guy fucking close to us? Are you retarded? Are you retarded?! Fucking retarded, Sadie? She She collects Hummels.
She blogs about Furbies.
She loves Coldplay.
Come on, Maggie.
Fuck's sake.
Plenty of bad people blog.
She's not a bad person, Bill.
Well, who was that, then? You know what? Why don't we get some air? You might like that idea.
You know get out of here feel the breeze on our faces.
Do you like that, Sadie? [CELLPHONE VIBRATES.]
Oh.
Oh.
Someone's angry.
Lover's tiff? I thought I thought, uh, love was supposed to make the world go 'round.
Is that your experience, Sadie? Did you make him happy? Did he make you happy? [DOOR CLOSES.]
No.
Because you're not fucking good enough, Sadie.
You're not worth it.
And why would you think that would change with anyone? Love isn't what you thought it would be.
Is it, Sadie? It's a lot to take.
Could she be on something? - No.
No.
- Huh? Sadie would never do drugs.
She's a health-food nut.
She's No, she wouldn't.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE.]
[CELLPHONE RINGING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
It makes no sense.
Love is a prison.
Death - [BREATHING SHAKILY.]
- Death is liberation.
Freedom.
No more pain.
No more feeling.
No more failure.
Just freedom.
[BREATHING SHAKILY.]
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY.]