Picket Fences (1992–1996): Season 4, Episode 11 - Bloodlines - full transcript

‐So, how was practice?
‐Oh, awesome.

We tried this new
forward checking drill.

Yeah.

I slammed Joe Blake
into the board so bad,

you could see his face
imprinted on the glass.

Joey Blake, he's that big kid,
isn't he?

Yeah, creamed him royally.

[indistinct radio chatter]

‐He's gonna nail you next time.
‐I know. I'll get him.

‐[radio jockey] Black bear
robbed a delivery van...
‐Hey, cool.

...from the Rome Pizzeria,



making off
with ten pepperoni pizzas.

It's not known
whether he left a tip.

[both laughing]

County officials attribute
the bear's appearance

to our unseasonably
warm winter.

Me? I just think he's got
a thing for pepperoni.

[dispatcher on com] 301,
are you available for a call?

301, go ahead.

[chatter over police radio]

[Max] Hey, Jimmy,
glad you're here.

What do we got?

[Max] Seventeen‐year‐old boy,
been gone since this morning.

Didn't show up at school,
didn't come home for dinner.

Shotgun's missing.



Really?

Mother says he's been
kind of moody lately.

[Matthew]
Isn't this Drew Nelson's house?

He a friend of yours?

He goes to my school.

You check the house?

Yeah, there's a storage shed
out back.

Okay, let's check it out.
Stay here. I'll be right back.

[floorboards creaking]

[Matthew] Dad?

‐[Jimmy] Matt, stay back.
‐[gasps]

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

‐[people chattering]
‐[sirens wailing in distance]

Self‐inflicted irrefutable
trace residue on the hand.

How's the mother?

Not good.
Doctor gave her a sedative.

‐Thank you.
‐Okay.

You okay?

[baby crying]

[woman] As you can see,

the importance
of that first contact

between mother and child
just cannot be overstressed.

It's amazing, isn't it?

Oh, look,
here comes the placenta.

[people murmuring]

[exhales, thuds]

[people exclaim]

[sighs] Not again.

I still don't understand
how you could let him see
something like that.

Honey, I told him to stay back.
He got curious, I guess.

If I'd known
what I was walking in on,

I wouldn't have taken that call.

[Jill] I know. I know.

I should have picked him up
from hockey,

but Karen Curren
got a staph infection
so there I was...

It's just
one of those freak things.

[groans] Oh, God.

Drew Nelson, boy.

He was
in Matthew's cub scout pack.

Do you remember that?

‐[Jimmy] Yeah.
‐He was a really nice kid.

He had a sweet smile.

He didn't leave a note?

Apparently not.

God... [clicks tongue]

What a waste. [sighs]

Jimmy, do you remember
a few years back

all those kids in New Jersey,

they killed themselves,
they gassed themselves
in a garage.

Yeah.

And do you remember
that a few weeks later

all those other kids
around the country

killed themselves
in exactly the same way?

Honey, Matthew
is not gonna kill himself.

[Jill] Well,
you know how he is, Jimmy.

Even if he knew
something was wrong,

he wouldn't tell us about it.

Honey...

He's a normal, healthy teenager

who saw something
very traumatic. That's all.

He's not the kind of kid
who would put a shotgun
to his head.

Yeah, well,
neither was Drew Nelson.

[sighs] I'm shaking.

Oh.

[knocking on door]

[knocking on door]

Matthew?

Honey, are you okay?

Mom, I'm fine, all right.

Just checking.

You don't believe me, do you?

It's not a question
of believing.

I saw what I saw, okay.

The guy shot himself.
What's the big deal?

You know,
it's perfectly okay to be upset.

[Matthew] I know.

I just need
a little time to myself.

Okay.

‐If you need anything...
‐[Matthew] Thanks.

[door shuts]

[Kenny] Whoa,
let me get this straight.

You want me to be
your Lamaze coach?

‐Correct.
‐Why?

[sighs]
Because I'm not cutting it.

I've got what they call
vasovagal syncope.

I pass out
at the sight of blood.

I couldn't get
through the first class.

Fainted.

Twice.

So you need a sub?

But why me? I mean,
shouldn't the father be there?

Oh... [mouthing]

The baby's father
is out of the picture.

Okay, then what about, um...

[Mary] We're friends, aren't we?

Sure, but...

‐[mouthing]
‐[Mary] I need somebody

who's used
to the sight of blood.

A big guy
with a helping attitude.

[sighs] But I don't know
anything about Lamaze.

[Mary] You played sports,
didn't you?

Yeah, but you know.

So you know how to coach.

As you delivered two babies
as a policeman, right?

You heard about that, huh?

[Mary] So what do you say?

One night a week
for the next five weeks.

That's it?

[Mary] And the undying gratitude
of your mayor.

Five weeks.

What's this?

The reason I'm not gonna be
a doctor.

Oh, what is it?

‐A cat. My very own
from biology class.
‐[sighs]

They want me to dissect a cat.

[Jill] Yes,
I remember that. Well...

Kimberly...

I know how involved you are
in animal rights, honey,

but every doctor
has to go through this.

This isn't
about anti‐vivisection.

It isn't? Well, then what is it?

[sighs]

I just can't do it.

If I can't dissect a cat,

how am I going
to dissect a human being?

And if I can't dissect
a human being,

how am I going to be
a cardio‐thoracic surgeon?

‐Well, honey, maybe you won't.
‐Mom...

It wouldn't be
the end of the world.

I'm not quitting.

There are other things in life
besides medicine.

What is this?
Do you want me to quit?

No, I'm just trying to help.

By telling me
not to be a doctor?

By providing perspective.

My commitment to medicine
hasn't changed.

The only thing
that has changed is that

I found out I may not have
the stomach for it.

Well, maybe we could dissect
it together.

[laughs] I do not want my mother
doing this for me.

[sighs] Well, Kimberly,
what do you want me to do?

I don't know. [sighs]

How many of you were shocked

when you heard
Don killed himself?

Don?

How many of you were scared?

Anybody mad at him
for what he did?

Shocked, scared, mad,

it's okay to feel these things.

It's okay to cry if you want.

It's even okay to giggle
when you talk about it

if that's the way you feel.

But the important thing is
that you do talk about it.

Which is
what we're gonna do today.

Who can tell me something
about Don Nelson?

His name was Drew, okay.

Not Don. Drew!

And he blew his head off
with a shotgun.

What else do you need to know?

This is bogus.

[door shuts]

[students murmuring]

‐[Jimmy] He walked out?
‐He was upset, Jimmy.

I got Drew's name wrong.
Apparently that set him off,

but I caught up
with him after class.

We spent a good hour together.

You got Matthew
to talk for an hour?

Well, it took some doing.

He seems quite bottled up

which is what I wanted
to talk to you about.

I think he could benefit
from some therapy.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Just hold on a minute.

Now Matthew saw a classmate
with his face blown off.

It takes time to get over that.

Now you can't expect him
to just open up about it

to someone he doesn't know.

I appreciate that, Sheriff,

but my impression is
that your son is experiencing

some communication problems
at home.

He's a teenager.

‐True.
‐You know, you're right.

I... I find that I have
a hard time

getting through to Matthew
these days about anything.

Actually, Matthew talked
quite a bit about you,
Dr. Brock.

From what I could gather,

you appear to have
a healthy relationship
with your son.

What was striking
was the absence

of his father
in the conversation.

What do you mean by that?

Well, without more information,
I can't...

‐Are you saying I don't have
a healthy relationship with...
‐Jimmy...

What I'm suggesting, Sheriff,

is there might be
an area to explore here.

‐[inhales]
‐If Matthew feels cut off
from you emotionally,

it might effect his ability
to process Drew's suicide.

[exhales]

Look, uh, I'm sorry.

You don't know me
and you don't know my son.

Now he saw a terrible thing,
but he will get over it.

Look, I'm gonna be outside.

[door shuts]

[Jill] She was only trying
to help, Jimmy.

He needs to open up once.

[sighs] Yeah, I know. I know.

[sighs]

[Jill] What's the matter, Jimmy?

I wanna spend more time
with him.

I really do.

Damn it.
Things just keep getting
in the way.

Why don't you go away
for the whole weekend together,
just the two of you.

Why don't you go camping
the way you used to?

[Jimmy] Oh, he's got a game.

Oh, he can miss one game.

Yeah, I suppose he could.

We could go to Copper River
and do some camping up there.

Yeah, that's pretty nice.

Do some fishing, too, yeah.

Yeah, that sounds
like a good idea.

Got the frying pan?

Yeah, right here.

Okay, let's get this stuff
in the car and go.

‐Okay.
‐[bags zipping]

Honey, Lauren Newbauer is here.

Okay.

Lauren?

‐Hey, Jim.
‐Hi.

‐Sorry to bother you at home.
‐It's okay.

‐Did you hear the latest?
‐About what?

That bear, he put his snout
through a kitchen window
in North Branch.

‐He smelt bacon apparently.
‐[laughs] No pizza, huh?

I guess not, but he scared
the hell out of a woman
and her three youngsters.

‐It's on the news...
‐Did it attack them?

No, no, nothing like that.

‐PR problem
more than anything else.
‐[Jimmy] Hmm.

Wild bear on the lose,
people get nervous.

Suddenly you get
people shooting out

at anything that moves.

Gotta go get it, right?

Yeah, I'm sorry,
but it's you jurisdiction.

Yeah, North Branch.

‐Well, that's near
where we're camping so...
‐Hey, great.

No, Jimmy,
can't you send somebody else?

‐Honey...
‐Hey, he's gonna be
perfectly safe.

I don't think so, Lauren, no.

Hey, that animal is gonna be
a lot more scared of us

than we are of him.

Oh, come on, Mom. It'd be cool.

‐Killing a bear? No.
‐[Jimmy]
We're not gonna kill it.

[Lauren] No, not unless
it's diseased or something.

No, the game plan is
to tranquilize and relocate.

Look, I know, Jimmy,
this camping trip was my idea,

but I don't think
this is what anybody needs.

Might be just
what we do need, honey.

Mom, please.

[exhales, clicks tongue]

Hmm?

[sighs]

Look, I want you
to call me every hour.

‐Yes.
‐[scoffs]

Put that stuff in the car now.
Go on.

Matthew, say bye.

Bye, honey. Oh, thanks. [laughs]

‐Jill.
‐Lauren.

[Lauren] Take care.
See you up there.

Yeah, see you there.

‐[door shuts]
‐Okay?

‐Okay.
‐Yeah.

‐All right.
‐[Jimmy] We'll call you.

Okay,
I'll see you Sunday, honey.

‐[Jimmy] See you Sunday.
‐Bye.

Bye‐bye.

Bye. [sighs]

[groans]

[indistinct chatter]

So who's the father?

Don't know. Didn't ask.

‐You didn't ask?
‐It's none of my business.

Lacos!

She just wants me to be
her Lamaze coach, Skeeter, okay.

Nothing personal.

Buddy, she's asking you to do
the most personal thing
a guy can do with a girl.

Except of course, you know,
what you do
to get her knocked up.

You don't think that's personal?

She's the mayor, Bud.

Wake up and smell the cordite,
my friend.

She's looking for a father
for that baby.

You think?

When she makes you get rid
of you bike, you let me know.

I'm interested.

What's wrong?

[Kenny] Nothing, look.

I know you're kind of busy
and all,

but I just wanna...

What you said before...
This arrangement.

I just wanna make sure
there's nothing personal in it.

‐Right?
‐Right.

I mean, my job is to get you
through the delivery.

‐That's it, right?
‐Right.

After the baby's born, I'm out.

No calls in the middle
of the night,

no babysitting,
nothing like that, right?

Right.

‐Right.
‐Right.

Okay, good.

So, I'll see you at 7:30.

Hmm.

[mouthing]

The body is
that of a 50‐year‐old

Caucasian male.

Rigor is present
in the extremities.

Skin texture is normal.

There's a two centimeter
puncture wound

in the left anterior
chest wall...

‐Carter?
‐Hmm? Hi, Jill.

‐You said 1:30.
‐Yeah, come on in.

‐I could come back.
‐No, no, no, this can wait.

Man tried to steel a pair
of women's underpants.

‐She was in them at the time.
‐Oh.

Knitting needle.
Right ventricle.

So what's up with Kimberly?

Well... [exhales] She, um...

Afraid to cut into a cat
in her biology class.

‐[Carter] Oh, yeah.
‐Mm‐hmm.

That could be a problem
for a surgeon.

‐[Jill] Exactly.
‐[both chuckle]

Did you ever have
any difficulty?

Never. I dissected everything
I could get my hands on.

Fetal pigs, frogs, sheep eyes,
you name it.

Hmm.

Got to be so bad,
my mother wouldn't let me read

anymore scientific catalogs.

[laughing]

This might be an imposition

but would you speak
to her for me?

Me?

Who better?

[gasps] I could take her
through an autopsy.

[hesistates]

You're right. Bad call.

Moving the brain,
peeling the face.

[breathes deeply]

‐I'll think of something.
‐Thanks.

[radio jockey] The bear
struck again this morning.
This time in Hidden Falls

where it took out
a family's kitchen
before moving on.

[man] Felt like a big monster
just picked up the house

and started shaking it.

Look at that, tore it clean off,

and I just painted in here.

‐Where were you at the time?
‐In the shower.

Chased my wife up the stairs.

And how long ago
did this happen?

About two hours.
We hid in the bathroom.

Hell, I was afraid to come down.

Ooh, what am I gonna do
about this mess?

Well, we'll send some people out
to file a report,

‐help you as much as we can.
‐[Lauren] Big animal.

Better increase the dose
in the tranquilizer gun.

‐[tense music playing]
‐[Jimmy] Matthew.

Matt!

[man]
Bear coming out of hibernation
this time of year,

you'd expect it to be sluggish,

‐kind of slow moving.
‐Yeah.

[man] You sure it's a bear
you're looking for?

[Jimmy] Big, black,
hungry and aggressive.

Well, if you wanna catch him,
dogs are the way to do it.

That's no pet, son.
That's a work animal.

I'd like to keep her that way.

Matthew.

Last seen going in the forest
around the rail ridge road here.

Yeah, I know a logging trail
that can get us in there.

[Lauren]
Don't let him get to you.

I was just petting her.

I know. He likes to keep
his animals focused.

Takes a beast to catch a beast.

Or that's what
they'll tell you anyway.

[laughs]

Okay, let's go.
We'll follow you.

Come on, Matt.

‐[EMT 1] Where do you want her?
‐[EMT 2] Bay 2 is open.

‐What do we got?
‐Fifteen‐year‐old female

found unconscious
in the high school parking lot.
Barbiturates at her side.

Mother's prescription.

Pupils dilated,
respiration shallow, pulse red.

[Max] She was drowning
in vomit, Jill.

I.V., set up a gastric lavage,
find her parents.

Let's get her hooked up
to the EKG and pulse ox.

Call the lab,
we need to run a panel.

Take her head in your hands

and lift it up off the mat
a few inches.

Again, the object is to try
and get her to relax.

Once she goes into labor,

there's not going to be
a lot of talking.

Learn to communicate
without words.

let her know she can trust you.

Just relax. Let your head go.

[instructor]
Moms, really try and let

your head fall into his hands.

‐Concentrate on relaxing.
‐That's good.

[instructor] You might wanna try
some of your breathing now, too.

[Kenny] Breathe.

[instructor] Good.

‐[woman giggles]
‐Breathe...

[instructor]
You can massage her arms.

‐You can massage her neck.
‐[softly] Just breathe...

[instructor]
Really let your head go.

Relax and breathe.

Yoo‐hoo. [laughs]

Sorry.

[instructor]
Concentrate on relaxing.

Practice communicating with her
without words.

She's gonna be all right.

Her system hadn't absorbed
the barbiturates.

Thank God.

I don't think I could have told
her parents if she didn't...

I mean, if she had died.

Is that awful?

It's what I was sitting
here thinking.

Good thing she didn't get
her hands on a gun.

When something
like this happens,

you realize how easily
your kids can be taken from you.

[sighs]

[Max] When I was 16,

I was going through a bad time.

I had bad skin.

I failed a geometry test.

Then my boyfriend,
who was my first love,

broke up with me
and went out
with my best friend.

[Jill] Hmm.

I took a whole bottle
of aspirin.

What?

Oh, as soon as I did it,

I stuck my fingers
down my throat

and I threw it all up.

Max, your parents
must have been horrified.

Oh, my parents had no idea
to this day.

Oh, come on, Jill.

It's easy to make your parents
think you're happy

because they wanna think
you're happy.

Don't you remember?

Yeah.

I just felt very alone.

Worthless.

But you know
what really got to me?

Here I am.

I've lived this life,

I'm happy, sort of,

and I would have missed
the whole thing.

[Matthew]
You should have seen it, Mom.

It was incredible.

Just like the Tasmanian Devil.

The whole place was trashed.

Well, we've got this dog.
He's not a pet.

He's like specially trained
to hunt.

‐Uh‐huh.
‐[Matthew] Mostly we've been
following him around.

‐Oh.
‐I wanna talk to her
before you hang up.

Oh, Dad wants to talk to you.

Oh, okay.
Bye, honey, I love you.

Love you, too. Bye.

‐Thanks.
‐Mm‐hmm.

[exhales] Hey.

Hi.

Well, he certainly sounds okay.

Oh, he's fine.

You sound tired.

Well, been slogging
through the forest all day.

‐How was your day?
‐[sighs]

Well, a girl at school
swallowed a handful of pills.

Oh, God, is she...

No, no, it was a mild overdose.

We have to pump her stomach.

Don't tell Matthew.

No, no.

But it scares me, Jimmy.

I feel like this thing
is stalking us somehow.

‐Jill...
‐I know it's silly, but...

Have you talked to him yet?

‐I will.
‐Jimmy...

[sighs] Honey,
you can't force this.

All right.

Bye.

[breathes deeply]

‐Bye.
‐[line dies]

[Jimmy grunting]

Oh, boy.

Been a long time
since we've done this, huh?

[Matthew] Yeah, cub scouts.

Has it been that long?

Wen to Boundary Waters,
remember?

Oh, yeah,
that was a good one. Yeah.

[Matthew]
Drew Nelson was with us.

Was he? I didn't remember that.

You've been thinking
about him? Drew?

No, not really.

'Cause if you are,
we can talk about it.

What's to talk about?

I don't know.

Sometimes it helps
to talk about it.

Put things together
to make you feel better.

I feel great.

This has been
a really excellent trip
so far, Dad.

It's not done yet.

[groans] Okay.

[sighs]

Think we'll catch
that bear tomorrow, Dad?

Well, I sure hope so.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, Matt.

[dog barking]

[dog panting]

We got something.

We're downwind
but keep your eyes open.

I guarantee you.
He knows we're here.

Come, girl! Hunt 'em!
Hunt 'em up!

[dog barking]

Give you a hint,
the head comes out first.

Very funny.

What's this?

My wife gave me that
after Cal was born.

First Three Months of Life.
Any good?

Oh, I don't know.
I never read it.

I thought you might want to
bone up on it though, Dad.

[Knock on door]

‐Good morning.
‐Hi.

[Carter clears throat]

‐Take your coat.
‐Uh, yeah.

‐Thanks.
‐Sure.

Never been in a morgue before.

[laughs] Most people
only make one visit.

Joke.

Smells creepy.

‐You think so?
‐Mm‐hmm.

You know, I was thinking
about your problem and, um...

I remember
what my anatomy professor

told us about our cadavers.

He said to think of them
as our patients,

and they have granted us
a great privilege

to enter a cathedral
where no one
has set foot before.

‐[laughs]
‐Remember you Latin?

I never took Latin.

Really?

[speaking Latin]

Hmm.

What's that say?

[speaking Latin]

‐Give it a shot?
‐No.

"This is the place
where death nurtures life."

Right this way.

Uh, Carter.

I don't think I wanna do this.

Oh...

[groaning]

‐Kim.
‐Mm‐hmm?

A bird?

Gotta start somewhere.

[sighs]

[dog barking]

Slow down. Hunter, slow down.

Hunter! Hunter! Come back!

Hunter! Hunter, come!

Come, girl, come.

‐[dog barking]
‐Come!

Wait!

‐You guys okay?
‐Yeah, go ahead.

[panting]

If anything happens,

pick a tree and climb it
as high and as fast as you can.

Okay.

Hunter, come!

[bear roaring]

Come!

‐Hunter!
‐[dog whimpering]

[gunshot]

[bear roaring]

[Ororik shouting indistinctly]

It's okay. It's okay.

[Ororik] Shoot it down!
Got to shoot it down!

‐[gunshot]
‐bear roaring]

[breathing heavily]

[Jimmy] Did you get him?

I think I hit him,
but he didn't go down.

He's huge, Jimmy.
He just killed the dog.

Where's Ororik?

He's there.
He went after the bear.

I'm gonna get him out of here
and call for backup.

‐I'll be with Ororik.
‐Okay, let's go.

[bear roaring in distance]

Which one do you like better?
Troy or Ryan?

What?

I don't like Troy. Scratch it.

Let's see.

Joseph? Joey.

Joey Bay, now starting
for the Green Bay Packers.

Joey Bay. I like it.

I just came
from the Nelson's house.

Trying to find some answers.

You get any?

He was a nice kid.

Quite, decent.

Why didn't he talk to somebody?

I mean, there are places
that you can call.

His mom's convinced
it's her fault.

Should have paid
more attention to him.

Should have kept
the marriage together.

Should have got rid of the gun.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda, yeah.

I don't think
she's gonna get over it, Kenny.

How do you get over
something like that?

[sighs]

[knock on door]

I'm busy.

Wambaugh.

Relax.

This is not a personal visit.

You still hate me. I understand,

but we'll thrash it out
another time.

What is it?

You heard about that boy?

The one who took his life?

Go on.

I know the mother.

I handled the divorce.

Uh, it seems, you know, Henry,

that she wants
to set up a memorial,

you know, in honor of her son.

So, I thought
the suicide hot line
that you established

would be a fitting home.

Well, that's very thoughtful
of you.

I'll, uh... I'll have them get
in touch right away.

Oh, thank you, Henry.
Very good, Henry.

That woman is very upset, Henry,
which you might imagine.

So I thought seeing you went
through this yourself, maybe...

Maybe you could talk to her
for a few minutes.

No. Absolutely not.

There are counselors for that.

Counselors she doesn't know,
Henry.

You she knows.

I'm sorry.

I'd have nothing to say to her.

There's nothing anyone can say.

Okay. [exhales]

We're not gonna cut it, are we?

Not yet.

First, we're just going
to examine.

We observe
so that we might learn.

You want me to pick it up?

It's not gonna fly away.

[exhales]

Oh...

It's light.

[Carter] Has to be, doesn't it?

Look at the feathers,
all the same?

No, the chest feathers
are short and fluffy.

For warmth.

And the wings?

Longer.

For loft, aerodynamics.

Spread the wing.

Primaries, secondaries, coverts.

Every feather has a purpose.

How do you know all this/

Basic rule of anatomy.
Form follows function.

Look at the feet.

Anything special?

Uh, big claw back here?

[Carter] Hind toe.

Specially useful for perching.

What about the beak?
Big or small?

‐Small.
‐What do they tell us?

They don't talk too much.

[laughs]

‐Now you're getting it.
‐Mm‐hmm.

Turn it around on its stomach.

Oh. Okay.

‐It's okay.
‐Okay.

So what do you think? Joey Bay.

Has a nice ring, huh?

And for a girl,
I was thinking Jacky.

From Jacqueline.
You can use that
when you wanna go formal.

[Mary] I've already
picked out names.

Oh.

But thanks.

Sure. So what kind of names
you thinking about?

It's a secret.

You can't even tell me?
It's just that
I've been reading up on it,

and people say that names
have a big impact
on a person's future.

Take me. My mom's part Italian.

She wanted to name me Frances.

My old man wouldn't allow it.

My life would have been
totally different

as Frances Lacos.

So what about preschool?

Bud Skeeter tells me
that competition is fierce.

Can you believe that?

Anyway, I've got
these applications.

I'm sorry, what?

Applications.

Oh...

[mouthing]

‐I'll look at them later.
‐Okay.

But you oughta be thinking
about preschool.

It's very important.

Don't forget it.

‐Thank you, Kenny.
‐No problem.

What?

Nothing.

[gasps] Dad?

Dad?

Dad, where are you?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad? Dad?

Dad, what is it?
What's going on? Dad?

[panting]

‐Dad?
‐Matthew, stop!

No.

No, Matthew. Stay back.

[gasps]

Matthew, you okay?

‐[breathing heavily]
‐Hey.

Hey, we're all right.

Matthew?

I had this dream.

This nightmare.

I found Drew.

At least, I thought
it was Drew, but...

When I got closer,
I could see it wasn't.

It was...

I thought it was...

Was it you?

[sobbing] I'm sorry.

Hey, hey, hey.

‐It's all right.
Let it out. let it out.
‐I can't.

Matt, it's okay.

[sniffling]
This lady at school...

She didn't even know his name.

She wasn't there, Dad.

What the hell does she know
about it anyway?

You saw something terrible,
hard to make sense of.

It scared me, too.

[Matthew] One day he was there,
and then he was gone.

Just like that.

No second chance. Nothing.

It's like I never understood
what dead was before, Dad.

We lose some of our innocence

when a life is suddenly gone.

No explanation, no sense.

[sighs]

Just horribly
and irretrievably gone.

Now I wish Drew was still here.

I wish you didn't...

see what happened to him,

but we both have
to live with it.

And...

feel glad that we're still alive
and we have each other.

Yep.

‐What's this?
‐Thanks for the loan.

Oh, you finished it already.

‐You were right.
‐Of course, I was right.

‐About what?
‐They mayor.

She wanted to get
her claws in me.

You know, full‐time dad.

‐The handwriting
was on the wall, buddy.
‐[Kenny] What is she? Crazy?

I'm a single guy.
I've got places to go
and people to meet.

What am I gonna waste my time
changing diapers
for someone I barely know?

You can't blame her for trying.

So how'd she take it?

I haven't told her yet.

[Carter] Okay,
now I'm removing the heart,

fully exposing the liver.

That's the heart, huh?

[Carter] Amazing, isn't it?

I can give you a hundred reasons
why this thing will stop,

but no one knows
what makes it beat.

[chuckles]

Why did you become a coroner?

I mean,
you're such a great teacher.

‐Well, look at me.
Well, look at me.

I'm staring into the guts
of a dead bird and enjoying it.

Thanks to you.

‐A rather macabre distinction.
‐I'm serious.

Oh, I wasn't
the most socially active student
in med school, Kim.

No confidence, I guess.

My bedside manner
would usually consist of me
apologizing to the patient

and go downhill from there.

My pathology professor
recommended an opening
in forensic science.

I like it here.

This is my domain.

Here. You try.

‐Yeah?
‐Yeah.

[laughs]

Okay.

Let's remove the liver.

‐[Kimberly clears throat]
‐Oh, gently.

Ah, mm‐hmm.

Here we go, eh.

You got a nice touch
with the knife.

‐Really?
‐Mm‐hmm.

‐Oops, oh...
‐It's okay.

Doesn't feel a thing.

‐Have fun?
‐Kinda.

‐Everything all right?
‐Uh, fine.

There's just a few things
on your desk.

No bear, huh?

Newbauer and Ororik
never saw it again.

Traced it
as far as Portage County.

Out of our jurisdiction.

How you doing?

I'm a little better, I guess.

Don't worry
about funeral expenses.

We'll work out
a payment schedule.

[knock on door]

Am I interrupting?

Oh, not at all.
Come in. Come in.

Valerie Nelson,
Judge Henry Bones.

‐Hello, Judge.
‐They told me
that I might find you here.

Doug, if we could have
a few minutes.

Oh, certainly.

Certainly.

[door shuts]

I thought perhaps
we could talk about your son.

You coming?

No, I still got
a little work to do.

You, uh, ready to take on
that cat now?

I feel ready for anything.

Good.

If you ever wanna do
an autopsy, uh...

Open invitation.

I'll let you know.

Where were we?

You got a minute?

Sit down, Kenny.

Well, what I gotta say,
I'd rather say standing up.

[Mary] I think Joey Bay
is a nice name.

You do?

Jacky, I'm not so sure of.

Just a suggestion.

So what did you want to say?

Well...

I'm sorry
for the way I acted before.

It was rude.

No, no, it's okay.

Maybe I was kinda pushing
with the names and everything.

You know,
it's none of my business.

It is your business.

I went into this alone.

I expected to go
through it alone, but...

I guess it's not that simple.

Can I tell you something?

It feels real good
to be a part of a new life,

and I'm not trying
to scare you or anything.

I'm not looking to be
the kid's father.

[mouthing]

[Mary] You don't scare me.

Well, for what it's worth,

I'll tell you
what I know about coaching.

You take a team
through the season.

You learn
to depend on each other.

Everybody has a position,

but no two players
can play the same position,

otherwise you got
a hole somewhere.

And at the end of the season,

everyone turns in their uniforms
and goes their separate ways.

Some guys get to play
together again,

some don't,

but as their coach
you kinda like to hear

from the guys once in a while
to see how they're doing.

Look, I don't know
what I'm trying
to say exactly but...

I do.

[door opens]

You were there a long time.
How'd it go?

I'd give her
a few minutes, Doug.

Oh, she talked it out, huh?

We didn't do a lot of talking.

Oh.

You know...

I could never cry for my son.

Not the day he died,

not at the funeral,
not a day since.

But I could cry for her son.

Odd.

Maybe it was for more
than her son, Henry.

Yeah.

Good night, though.

Hey, where's Matthew?

He's coming in.

‐Hi, darling.
‐[chuckling]

‐[both sigh]
‐Oh.

‐You look tired.
‐I am tired.

[laughs]

Hey, Matthew.

Hi, Mom.

[both groan]

Hey, got anything to eat?

Yeah, there's lasagna
in the fridge.

Great.

[laughs]

[sighs]

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