♪ Southland 5x05 ♪ Off Duty Original Air Date on March 13, 2013
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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You sons of bitches!
Every one of you deserves what's coming!
I'm gonna kill every last one of you!
There's a common saying among L.A.P.D. officers.
"Leave the job in the locker with your uniform."
It's easier said than done.
We get this 415.
A young girl, 10 maybe... Claiming child abuse.
We roll up. She's crying.
She got this haircut like Sinéad O'Connor.
It's all...messed up and choppy.
Anyway, her parents did it when she was asleep,
and she wants them arrested.
Right?
So, they come out, and they say they did it
because they didn't want her to be so vain.
If they ugly her up, she'll be more interesting
and that being an outcast builds character.
Beachwood Canyon? Silver Lake.
Ah. Close enough.
God. Idiots.
What did you do?
I told them they had to get rid
of whatever child-rearing bullshit
that they were reading...
...and use some common goddamn sense.
Oh. I miss it.
I...
Morons most of all. Hmm.
Another one?
No. I, uh -- I got to get home.
Aw, come on, you pussy.
One more. Come on. No, I wish I could.
All right, all right.
Hey, uh...Do you want to catch the Laker game on Sunday?
I got two tickets.
I... might have something.
Um, let me check. I'll get back to you.
All right. Or we could just grab a beer, you know?
All right. I'll get back to you.
All right.
Ooh-whee. That was good.
Is that what I think it is?
Think it's a gun?
Why would you bring that... to dinner?
Well, what if somebody comes in
and starts shooting up the place?
I've never been in a restaurant
where someone's shot up the place.
It happens all the time. Thank you.
And if it happened and I wasn't prepared,
I'd never forgive myself.
My hero. Thank you.
Though they say you're not supposed to
bring your work home with you.
Please, like you're one to talk.
I've seen you at the kitchen table grading papers,
making those, uh -- those little --
what do you call those little things?
Candy dreidels. Candy dreidels.
I've seen you making those candy dreidels.
I-I just -- I'd really hate to be in a situation
where I needed a candy dreidel and I didn't have one.
All right. Okay. You made your point, all right?
Sherman.
Drew! Hey! What's up, man?
How you doing? Uh...
Uh, this is my, uh -- my girlfriend, Brooke.
Uh, this is Drew. Hello.
We used to know each other back in the day.
How you been, man?
Good. Good. Um...What you been up to?
You know, this and that. I see, uh, business is good?
Yeah, you know, with all the dispensaries popping up,
I had to, uh, diversify a bit, but I'm cool.
Check it out.
If you need anything, uh, just give me a call, all right?
Yeah. Yeah, you got it. All right. See you later.
Yeah, take care of yourself.
That dude used to sell me and my friends weed
in high school.
Really? Yeah. Yeah, I got that.
So..."Girlfriend"?
- No. - Come on, Sammy!
Can't be around any of that. Just do your thing.
Play with us, Mr. bodyguard. I'll wait out here.
No, no, no. Stay!
Let me know when you're done. Please, Mr. bodyguard?
Very cute.
Wait here!
You sons of bitches!
Every one of you deserves what's coming!
You want some of this?!
I will deliver you!
Try it!
I'll gun you down!
Stop it! Shut up!
Let go of me! Shut up!
Shut your mouth!
You want some of this?!
Aah!
out of here!
I am so sorry.
I finally find a babysitter I like, and she gets strep.
Ah, it happens.
You getting out of town, huh?
Yeah, I'm flying to Arizona tonight.
I'll be back in the morning. Have an execution to go to.
Oh, boy.
It's a long story.
One that you're gonna share with me, I'm sure.
Oh, yeah, of course, but thank you guys so much
for taking care of Christopher for me.
Oh, please. You're doing me a favor.
Every 18 months, Angela talks about having another kid.
No better birth control than having a screaming baby around.
What's up, buddy? I'm talking about you.
Bryant.
Oh, sorry.
You should take the day, get some rest.
I'm fine. Sammy.
Oh, no. I-I need my days for Nate.
I'm good.
Oh, there he is!
Whoo! Hey, hey!
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Oh, all right, "L.A.P.D. Officer Sammy Bryant
"rushed into harm's way, tackling the gunman
"and protecting the pop singer
from the would-be assassin's bullet."
She was three blocks away, okay?
It had nothing to do with her.
Uh-huh. This one says you're banging her, though.
Oh, yeah, I'm banging Nia, right?
I never even met her till last night.
Okay, very funny.
Very, very good.
Go ahead. Oh, yeah.
Hey, we got more where that came from, Bryant.
Yo, Sherman. You better watch out, man.
They gonna want to throw him on that poster.
All right. All right. That's enough.
What the hell is that?
This? It's kale, baby. This is nature's scrub brush.
What? You and Joan still doing that cleanse?
Of course I'm doing the cleanse.
"The cleanse"? Yeah. What? Are you whipped?
Whipped? Dude, I am a high-performance machine.
I need clean fuel to pump these pistons, baby!
"High-performance machine."
How do pastrami sandwiches fit into all that?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, we speak not about the pastrami sandwiches, brethren.
Don't you ever just do something...
...Because your wife wants you to do it?
Aw, hell to the yeah. I don't tie my shoes without her say-so.
- Well, there you go. - Grown men terrified.
You don't have the right to have an opinion
till you're sporting a ball and chain, my brother.
Oh, yeah? You know what? My cactus garden is just fine.
I got no complaints, no demands.
"Cactus garden."
Did you say "cock-tus" garden?
"Cactus garden." It's quite prickly!
That sounds really good.
How are they in bed? The "cock-tus."
Any available unit,
we have a 415, female, at 7812 South McCadden.
Hey, hey, hey. It's their boat.
Just let the professionals handle this.
Oh, God, here we go.
You love it. You're eating it up.
Just doing my job, guys. That's all.
He learned to write in prison,
so he wrote me after a few years
and told me that I changed his path
and wanted to thank me.
You do not get that every day.
No, you don't. Corresponded a bit.
I guess he feels -- I don't know -- close to me.
What did he do?
Junkie. Strung-out.
Breaking into people's homes to steal small stuff
to support his habit.
This was in Arizona. Killed a couple in bed.
Then he moved on to nice and remote campsites.
Usually two people by themselves.
Then he'd rob them for whatever cash they had.
And then he'd kill them?
Yeah. Been on death row for like 15 years.
I don't know what to do.
Ma'am? Oh, my God.
Ma'am, are you okay?
Are you Gina's son?
No, I'm a police officer, ma'am.
One of your neighbors said
you've been out here crying all morning.
Is there someone we can call to help you out?
Uh...
Are you Gina's son?
No, ma'am.
Ohh. Oh.
Where's -- where's Arthur?
Who's Arthur, ma'am?
He's my husband! I can't find him anywhere!
I looked. I don't know where he --
When was the last time you saw Arthur, ma'am?
Uh...saw him?
Uh...
This morning.
Coop.
I don't know.
I got an aunt who has Alzheimer's, okay?
She goes through this all the time.
She can't find out where her husband is
because he's been dead for 30 years.
We should call M.E.U., have them take care of her.
Ma'am.
Do you have a robe or something upstairs?
Mm-hmm.
Okay. I'm gonna go get something for you, okay?
Mm. Okay.
Thank you.
A57 -- request a supervisor in my location.
I got a D.B.
Roll out the detectives... And M.E.U.
So...the last time that saw Arthur was this morning?
He went to get milk.
Do you have any recollection of an intruder in the house?
Who are you?
I'm John Cooper.
I'm with the Los Angeles police department.
Well, if you have any questions, you can ask Arthur.
He deals with those sorts of things.
Yes, but do you remember a stranger in the house?
Maybe...an altercation?
Ah.
There was a man in my bathroom, and I hit him with a hammer.
You don't know who the man was?
I don't care. There was a stranger in my home.
So I hit him with a hammer.
Is it wrong that while we're here
updating homicide books, I'm praying we catch a case?
Yes, it is.
And I'm doing the exact same thing.
Hey, Lydia, check it out.
That was yours, right?
Yeah. Some of us are meeting at the Ten Ring
to celebrate tonight.
You should come down. Be our guest of honor.
One of the campers he killed was an off-duty cop,
which accounts for all the enthusiasm
from genius over there.
It bother you he's celebrating?
Oh, they do whatever they want to do.
Just -- I don't know. It doesn't sit right with me.
You're not enthusiastic about getting a serial killer?
I don't think we should be dancing on his grave.
Shouldn't be holding his hand, either.
I'm not. Trust me.
I'm working him, okay? I think he has bodies on him.
A couple campers that went missing outside of Phoenix.
What are the cops there saying? They stopped looking.
Case went cold, but...I think it was him.
And after tonight, we'll never know,
so I've been gaining his trust
with the letters and everything,
and...best way to get a confession is to...
Make them think they're your best friend, yeah.
Detectives? Mm.
I got a lady here that wants to confess a crime.
When did you get your guard card?
A while back. I never really take jobs.
But now with Tammy and the whole custody battle,
all the extra expenses -- let me ask you something.
They always set you up guarding celebrities?
Not always. Those jobs do pay the best.
It's a pretty good gig. Yeah.
Till some wacko decides to shoot up the neighborhood.
Aw, come on.
Don't tell me you didn't love every minute
playing badass for those cameras.
What's the matter, Sherman? Am I crowding your spotlight?
Huh?
Please. Please.
Honestly, take it. It's a relief
not having all that...you know, that focus, that weight.
What focus?
You know, with the, uh -- with the poster and everything.
Oh, yeah, you're really living under the microscope.
Screw you.
Hey. Hey. Up ahead. 2:00.
Hand-to-hand. Let's hit it. Let's play.
We lost one.
Okay. Let's go. Let's go.
Hey, man. Talk to you for a minute?
Hey. Hey, no!
Aw, shit.
Out of the way, man!
Stay down, dipshit!
Did you hear me? You better --
Hey, you mind telling your friends
to stay out of our way?
I was at a park at 1st and Toluca.
And I was...waiting outside the men's room,
and I saw this small man go inside.
And he was bald.
And he was strong like a jockey.
And I followed him inside, and...
This is very difficult.
Take your time.
Well...
I raped him -- up the asshole.
You raped -- raped him? Uh...
Okay, I'm -- I'm -- when -- when you say "rape,"
what exactly do -- Oh. Here.
With this.
Oh. Permission to leave. That's you, yo.
And your dildo -- that's your thing.
I'm sorry!
What the Moco?
What the hell did you do now, huh?
Okay, whoa, whoa. Hey! Whoa, whoa.
No, no, he's my brother!
- Was he dealing? Huh? - God
I asked him to come fix my sink, and he does this shit!
Okay, all right.
I guess I got all the good genes in this family
'cause he's half retarded!
Calm down. We got to take him to the station, okay?
Nah! He has my keys.
I got to be at work in like 20 minutes.
All right. Uh...here, look.
I can let you in, but, um... Okay.
...they're gonna have to go back on him, okay?
They're evidence now. Yeah.
All right? Show me where you live.
Hey, I'm gonna go check this out.
Cris is such a moron.
I tell him there's junkies in front of my building.
And instead of seeing that as a complaint,
he sees that as a business tip.
Yeah, well, I can leave my business card
in case you need us to scatter the addicts or anything.
Yeah, thanks.
So, you, uh -- you paint, huh?
Uh...Yeah, actually. Well, I take a class at L.A.S.C.
Oh. I like your place.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
What's your guess on the body?
Oh, the way it was decomposed,
I put the over-under at...nine months.
But I am definitely taking the over.
How do you live with that smell?
How are you dead for nine months and nobody notices?
They were getting all their groceries delivered,
probably hadn't left in years.
Don't you have friends, relatives...
I mean, people who would notice if you weren't around?
Some people are like that, I guess.
Keep to themselves. Got no kids, no nothing.
Just a cactus garden.
All right.
Don't worry. I'll check on you, brother.
Thank you.
A57, in pursuit of a 211 suspect
headed east on 7th and Sutter.
Requesting backup and an airship.
A57 -- show us backing.
Aw, shit. This bitch thinks he can drive, huh?
You got an open mike, Dewey.
It's an automatic beatdown when we catch this bastard!
Dewey, you got an open mike.
I'm all over this bitch like a fat kid on a cupcake.
This bitch is gonna need an R.A. Unit.
I am beating his ass!
We got him. We got him. We got him.
Get ready to cut him off, okay?
Cut him off. Cut him off. Cut him off.
He's jumping.
Stick with the Boot.
Right. You, with me.
I am on your ass!
Dewey, I'm right behind you.
Dewey!
A57 -- officer down!
Roll an R.A. Unit! Fresno Street bridge!
Dewey! Dewey!
Hey, man.
Okay, come on. Come on.
Stick with me, brother. Stay with me, buddy.
She must have left her tinfoil hat at home.
Ah, here we go.
Colorado has a bunch of bogus reports by her.
You guys get a visit from Melanie?
Oh, you know it. Yeah.
Sure.
She tell you about Clinton?
She is a winner.
Chicken dinner.
Do you have anything real for us?
Sorry.
Want to get some lunch? Philippe's?
Philippe's.
It's a Spanish word. Philippe's.
It is not Philippe's. It is not a Spanish word.
It's an American word? Philippe's?
It starts with a P-h, not an "F."
P-h -- it's Philippe's.
Hey, Captain.
Bryant, let me see you in my office.
Go get your attaboy, supercop.
Have a seat.
I hate to tell you this,
but this thing with your wife,
your ex, whatever, is not gonna go away.
The investigation's being turned over to the I.A.
What are they saying?
Sammy, you know I can't say anything.
But she's got medical records. She was pretty banged up.
She was attacking me, okay? I-I threw her off.
Either way... You should probably get a rep.
They're gonna question you, Sammy.
Sherman, too, I'd imagine.
I just wanted to give you a heads up.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I.A.. Unbelievable.
What a use for department resources that is.
Bunch of half-wits playing at being cops.
Ben, this is serious.
Oh, come on.
You really think the department's gonna mess
with their new golden boy?
They're probably gonna want to talk to you, too.
Well, good. Trust me.
I got your back.
How is he?
He, uh... He had a heart attack.
They're still working on him.
Won't know for a few hours, but...
He didn't look good.
Caught the bastard. And?
And he stole 40 bucks and a handful of candy bars
from a newsstand.
You want to call it a day?
I can ride with someone else if you want to slide out?
Let's get back to work.
Oh, my gosh. Look who it is.
Hey, Bryant, will you sign my tits?
You're hilarious, Chang. What's going on?
Two-Trey got crushed by a blue pickup.
His girlfriend saw the whole thing.
But Yogi's keeping her on a tight leash,
won't let her tell us much.
Think he had something to do with it?
Probably wants to handle it himself.
Yeah, it's one of his boys that got pancaked.
Anybody talked to Ricky the rolling turd?
Be my guest.
I'm gonna stay over here and not get pink eye.
He's my hero.
Amazing to think that for every one of these people
there's a pair of disappointed parents.
You all right?
I've known Dewey a long time.
How'd you get this guy -- from tonight?
No, he fled to L.A. I was a P-1.
And I picked him up buying dope in an alley.
Won the asshole lottery.
Hmm, yeah, but that feeling --
when I found out who I had and that he was wanted in Arizona,
what he was wanted for...
That moment, that's when I knew
I wanted to be a homicide detective.
Mm-hmm. Been chasing it ever since.
Excuse me. Excuse me. Are you guys the police?
Yeah.
I don't know if I'm in the right place.
But I found this thing,
and I'm pretty sure I should hand it over to you guys.
Okay.
I was going through my grandfather's crap in his attic.
He asked me to clear it out for him,
said he'd help pay for a new Xbox.
Mine really sucks.
Anyway, I found this old, metal box
with all this weird shit. Excuse me?
Sorry. "Stuff" in it.
Thank you, sir.
He fought in Vietnam.
Son, step away. Step away from that.
You got live explosives.
Live explosives!
You bitch! I-I need my money!
I got to pay my rent! Cash that damn check!
What you mean it can't be verified?
- What the wrong with you? - I want my check cashed!
Hey! Let's step outside, sir.
This bitch talking about she gonna verify a check!
Let's step outside, sir.
- What the hell does that mean? - I need my money!
You can come outside now or in --
You can step outside, or you can get out of here!
I don't give a let go of me!
Hey! Hey! Come on! What are you doing?
Stop grabbing me! You need to get that bitch!
Aah!
Taser!
Aah! Ohh!
Coop!
You talk to him. Thanks for your help.
Yo, I'm sure it's somebody in 18th Street.
We should press them, find out who.
I told them what Ricky gave us. It's up to the detectives now.
We can do it ourselves.
I got no burning desire
to force my way into the middle of a gang war today.
We can find the guy, though.
We did our job. Let them do theirs.
If they need our help, they know where to find us.
I don't know why we can't see a thing through.
Take the detective exam if you want. I will.
And tell you what -- when I do, I'm not gonna volunteer
to come back down and deal with this crap.
I had this case once,
80-year-old lady executed in her living room,
no possible motive, nothing stolen,
not a fingerprint in the whole place.
Just a single bullet to the brain.
For 18 months, I went to sleep,
woke up thinking about that lady.
Nice thing about patrol, when the day's over, it's over.
Clean slate every day.
Officer Cooper, we looked at your MRI.
There is a herniation in one of your discs,
but it is very minor.
It should heal on its own in a couple of weeks.
Hurt like hell.
I'm sure it did, but that was probably just the impact.
Never feels good to land like that.
You also might have tensed up
when you felt that familiar pain.
I see it all the time
with people who've had back injuries in the past.
Will I miss work? I wouldn't think so.
We'll give you some high-dose ibuprofen.
Or, if the pain's really bad, I could give you some Vicodin.
No, the ibuprofen will be just fine.
We'll have you out of here in a few minutes.
Thanks.
Excuse me. I'm...a friend.
Hey. Hey.
I...peeked at your charts. Everything seems to check out.
How are you?
Good. I've been good.
I'm sorry I've been out of touch lately.
Yeah, we're both guilty there.
Mm.
Well, we'll have to get better at that.
Okay.
Did they, um -- they give you something for the pain?
Ibuprofen. Great.
Look, I... can't stop worrying about you
just 'cause we're not married anymore.
It's good to see you, John.
What a circus.
This is gonna sound kind of -- kind of crazy,
but, uh... Are you gonna watch tonight?
No. I-I mean, if he wants me in the room,
I'll be there, but I'm not gonna watch.
What's your take on the death penalty?
I'm for it. You?
For damn sure, I ain't for this broke-ass state
paying for a bunch of fools on death row
to file for appeals, but, yeah, I'm for it, if we use it.
I feel like if you cross a certain line,
you should pay the ultimate price.
Yeah, but it's... a little different
when it's your pen pal getting the needle.
He's not my pen pal. Nah, I know.
I didn't mean anything. It's just...
Look, I know it's got to be very complicated.
Not really. I mean, guy's a monster.
Now he's gonna reap the whirlwind.
There it is. "Good riddance."
Pretty much.
You got a plane to catch, partner.
For real? You think I'd be a good detective?
I don't know, Sherman.
I mean, I was a great detective,
but you don't really have my smarts, you know?
Or my looks, for that matter.
Yeah. But you know what? Thank God for that.
Cooper, you all right?
Yeah.
I'll be back to normal in a few days.
It was a false alarm. Oh, thank Jesus.
I thought I screwed you up for life.
No, I'm fine.
Next time...
...just go ahead and shoot the guy, though.
Roger that. I don't know what I was thinking.
I was just trying to tackle a man and ended up
dropping 300 pounds on your surgically repaired spine.
The doc said the surgery looked good.
Good. That's good.
You need help? No.
How'd you mess it up in the first place?
I don't know.
I'm not sure.
There was a wreck... 10, 12 years ago.
During a pursuit, this cop, brand-new, his car flipped.
He was trapped inside.
The time I got there,
the...car had already started burning.
He was screaming.
Tried to pry the door open. I just felt something.
Then, it was just a pinch,
but maybe that's when it started.
I don't know. I was good for years after that, but...
Doc says it was just wear and tear.
So, what the hell, man?
And...did he make it? Did you get the door open?
Yeah. He made it.
There he is. Put her there. My man.
You know, we did a routine traffic stop
on what's-his-name earlier today. Yeah?
This guy's trunk was a gold mine.
I'm talking weed, pills, coke, "e," you name it.
We did a rollback to his pad.
We got the mother lode, baby. You got to see it.
Not bad. Not bad?
That's beautiful is what that is.
Look, we're buying your drinks tonight at the Ten Ring. You in?
Yeah. Yeah, just give me a few minutes
to wrap up here, all right?
All right. All right, man.
Ben Sherman.
Man. You...made my day.
My pleasure. I'll see you.
So, you want to come with?
Nah, I-I got Nate tonight, man.
Aw, come on, man.
You had your hero moment. I got this thing.
We should celebrate.
Not tonight.
Yeah.
Whew!
Have fun changing diapers.
Always do.
You're almost the man of the house, Rae-Rae.
It's looking like I am the man of the house.
Ohh. That's not funny there.
Oh, oh, lord. Oh, God. Here he is, ladies.
The man of the hour, Officer Jonathan Cooper,
the best kisser I've ever kissed.
I guess you're okay then. Yeah, buddy.
I'm ready to hit the streets right now.
How you guys holding up?
We're used to him being incapacitated, so...
Hey, when you're done fondling my daughter,
come over here, sit down.
I got to ask you something.
How many do I owe you now, man?
You don't owe me shit. No, I do.
You saved my ass so many times.
Hey, let me ask you...
When you were giving me mouth-to-mouth...
Did you slip a little tongue in there?
Huh? 'Cause when I woke up in here, man,
I was hard as a rock.
But all I could think about was you. - Okay.
All right, Dewey.
Viagra's got nothing on this guy right here.
Dad.
Take care of yourself, Officer Dudek.
Hey, I love you, man. I do.
I'm in love with you.
God, look at that butt.
Oh, he's so cute.
Hey. Hey.
Heard about Dewey. How is he?
I went and saw him. He's, uh, gonna be fine.
Thank God. Crazy.
You celebrating your big narc bust?
Heard about that?
Guys were talking.
Hmm.
How'd you figure that one out?
Uh, you know, just using my ob skills like you taught me.
Yeah, well, you know how it is.
Doesn't matter where you are. Always on patrol.
Don't you got better things you can be doing with your time?
"Greatest Show on Earth," you always told me.
Trying to give you some advice here, numb nuts.
And what's that?
Forget it.
Well. Don't worry.
Not gonna piss away my life on patrol for 20 years.
I'm thinking about taking the detective exam.
God help us all.
Drinking again? I never really stopped.
All right.
Hey, Victor. It's Sammy.
Hey.
Yeah, d-- no. Don't hang up.
Just -- just listen to me for one second.
Victor, calm down.
Okay? Okay.
I just...
Do you think there's any possible way
that I could talk to Tammy?
Okay, okay. Okay, yes, I get it.
I just...
I had a tough day today, Victor,
and I...Just really wanted to tell her that I'm sorry.
Could you tell her that for me?
That I'm sorry for how all this has...been?
Please, Victor, could you just tell her that?
Hello?
Lydia. Oh, man.
I was all afraid you weren't gonna make it.
Here I am. Here you are.
Got any good cop stories for me?
Ohh. Just today, there were a bunch.
Um... This crazy lady came in,
and she likes to confess to made-up crimes.
Um...she said she raped a man in a bathroom.
She also said
she's having a telepathic love affair with Bill Clinton.
Wild!
Well, uh, I wouldn't put it past slick Willie.
Had your dinner yet?
Uh, fried okra and banana bread.
Sounds good.
Uh...couldn't keep it down. Too damn nervous.
Anything you want to tell me, Eric?
Before...
Yeah. Ohh.
Yeah, I'm -- I'm glad you asked.
'Cause...
I was in a real bad way before you caught me, you know?
I...
My whole life was just ugly, you know?
Like, my childhood, and I saw things a kid...
Shouldn't see, you know?
You were the first real light. You know what I mean?
Yeah.
I-I remember... W-when you caught me that,
like, in my head, I was like, "thank you.
Thank you. Thank you."
Like...I was waiting for you to come along
and take me out of the world.
Yeah.
And say what you will about this place.
It was good for me. You know?
I mean, it's scary, but...
nothing's as scary as what's going on up here.
Glad you found some kind of peace.
Is there anything else you want to get off your chest?
Any weight you need lifted? Wait, wait, wait.
What kind of weight? What are you talking about?
I don't know. Anything unresolved?
Aw, shit.
You're working me right now, huh?
I'm just asking. No, just spit it out.
That couple that went missing at Rock Point campgrounds...
1995, never found.
Matched your M.O.
I asked you here as a friend.
I've been a friend. I answered your letters.
I chose to spend this time with you.
Those families deserve clos--
No! No, no!
No. Don't put it off on them.
This isn't about those families. It's about you.
Tell me where the bodies are, Eric.
This surprises me, Lydia.
Really.
Well, it was nice of you to write those letters.
You're a good person.
For me...
I got a lot out of writing them and receiving yours.
Admit that you did, too.
You have a chance to do something good here.
A person wouldn't make those kind of things up.
Your son won't stop crying.
You wonder if you weren't supposed to be a mom.
You -- you think maybe you're supposed to feel something
that you're not.
I don't know if you told me those things
because you didn't have anybody else to tell,
but, shit...I know those letters were about more than just me.
Lydia.
Whatever you say, Eric.
Now, did you kill those people?
Be real with me.
Tell me his name -- your son. You never told me his name.
Christopher.
Hello.
Hey.
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