Awake (2012): Season 1, Episode 10 - Slack Water - full transcript

Previously, on Awake.

So you would move?

If that's what she needs,
I'll make it work.

Living in Oregon, your mind

will eventually
have to let go of L.A.

I will be...

incredibly sad
to see you go.

Our problem just walked
out of my office.

He resigned.

What girlfriend?
You don't have a girlfriend.

Yeah, I do.



I like him.

Why haven't I met him before?

Dad, I got her pregnant.

You know how you said
that you knew when it happened?

When was that?

Just before Mom died.

Where are you going
? Movers are coming today.

I know.

- Emma?
- Mr. Britten, hi.

Are you...

How... how did you know?

It's... it's Rex's.

Guys, can you
give us five, please?

What's going on?



There's something
we need to talk about.

I don't understand.

She's... she's pregnant?

Yeah.

And you're sure
that Rex is the father?

Yeah. Pretty sure.

So, uh, who is she?

Here name is Emm...

No, I mean, not...
not what's her name.

I mean, who is she?

She was Rex's girlfriend.

Why wouldn't he
have told me about her?

You know, I drove him
everywhere.

I picked him up.
I took him to practice.

I-I chaperoned his dances.

You know, he...
he told me everything.

Apparently not.

So how do you even know?

How did you find out?

Dad, I got her pregnant.

Well, uh...

we sort of found each other.

Wait, wait.
Okay, so if she's already...

she's five months pregnant,
then...

she's decided to keep this baby.

I guess.

What did she say about...
about raising it?

She didn't.

And you didn't ask?

Michael, this girl
is carrying Rex's child.

Before we go anywhere,

we got to figure out

how we're
going to be involved, right?

Mr. Dion Driggs.

Four counts of
marijuana possession

with intent
to distribute.

Yeah, the
neighbors say

he wasn't violent, but...

he did bring scumbags
to the building.

Yeah, looks like
one of them jacked him.

Okay, how do you see it?

Well...

suspect here,
bursts through the door,

shoots Mr. Driggs
in the head,

and then grabs
the laptop...

a game console, whatever.

All right, so this guy's
a drug dealer, right?

And I'm looking around,
and I don't see any drugs.

Maybe that was it.

Maybe they took the stash.

Okay, so let's
keep it going.

He gets that,

runs out the door,

goes down the hallway, okay?

He's trying to
make the escape.

He gets to
the staircase.

In there, he
runs into...

This is Mrs. Maya King.

83 years old.

Never leaves the apartment
except to buy groceries.

Wrong place,
wrong time.

He's got a stolen stash
in his hand.

He's got a dead body
behind him.

Shoots her, runs out.

Whole thing's over in less
than five minutes.

The landlord's waiting
to show us her place.

You ready?

This is Mrs. King's apartment.

Thank you, Mr. Wilson.

Of course.

I'm afraid
police intervention has become

quite a thing in this building.

Still, I was surprised
that it was Mrs. King.

She was a
wonderful tenant.

Moved in here
with her husband

over 50 years ago, long before
I bought the building.

Do you know of any family or
next of kin that we can notify?

Well, her husband
passed away years ago.

She had an only son.

Was a soldier, died in Vietnam.

Did she have any close friends

or neighbors
you can think of?

Well, she outlived most of them.

Any neighbor that was close
to her age got out of here

a long time ago.

I-I told her
it was unsafe.

I got out of here years ago.

I wanted her to get out of here,

but she wouldn't listen.

She had faith in
the community.

I'm sorry she was so wrong.

I'll talk to patrol,

see if there's
anything on the street.

Get somebody started
looking at the gang database

for known associates.

I'm gonna get some guys
from the pawn shop detail,

check some things out for us.

We might get lucky.

Let's, uh...

knock on all
these doors here,

see if anybody saw
the shooter going in or out.

Yeah.

Poor Maya
should've moved out.

The landlord
was right.

Sometimes you got to know

when it's time to move on.

I understand. I get it.

You don't want
a good-bye party, then fine.

No party.

Thanks.

I mean, I just...

wanted to express
my gratitude.

Thank you for everything you
taught me in the past six months.

- If you want to deprive me of that...
- I do.

So be it.

- Good.
- I am, you know?

Grateful.

Heads up.

Just got a call...
Sampson Trujillo is back.

- In Los Angeles?
- Yep.

I don't believe it.

Nobody called me.

- Hold up. Who's Trujillo?
- Cocaine dealer, arms dealer,

you name it.
He was a big player in L.A.

We can tie him
to at least three open murders.

Vega, I'm attaching you
to the federal task force.

You're going to take the
lead for our office.

Me?

Yeah, I'm going to put
you with DaSilva.

Captain?

Captain...

I got a... I got a file
this big on this guy.

I've been working on it
for years.

I could write a book.

You're going to
be gone in three days.

I need somebody who
can close these cases.

All right?

All right, sit down.

You got a lot to learn.

Come on.

It's one cigarette.

You said
that last time,

but everyone
could smell it on me.

My distributors
are getting anxious.

I told you, Britten is
going to be gone in three days.

Three days?
Are you sure?

Yes.

I just chipped in 300 bucks
for the champagne.

You know, I need to move the
last Westfield shipment quickly,

and I can't do anything
until he's gone.

You need to be patient.

You know what the two
worst things are for heroin?

Let's assume that I don't.

Oxygen and humidity.

Our product's been in storage
since Britten's accident.

It's oxidizing.

I've waited
patiently

because you told me
you could handle this.

So now I'm going to wait
three more days,

and if he's still a problem,
I'm going to take care of him.

So tell me how this works.

I'm awake with my
wife, and I close my eyes,

I open them,
I'm awake with my son.

And this has been happening
since the accident?

So you begin working on one case

here in reality,
and then suddenly

you begin working another case
there in your dream.

It all feels
completely real to me.

You can't tell whether
you're awake or asleep

at this very moment?

Well, I can assure you,

Detective Britten,
this is not a dream.

That's exactly
what the other shrink said.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm Angela.
This is my husband Joaquin.

Pleasure.

And,

this, of course, is Emma.

Mr. Britten.

Hi, Emma.

I'm Michael.

- Hi, and this...
- Hannah, hi.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.
- Hi.

- Hi. Come on in.
- Thank you.

- Mrs. Britten.
- Hi.

I heard so much about you.

I like your shirt.
Are you a Vampire Weekend fan?

Yeah, I guess so.

You know, Rex
was really into them.

When he was 14 he
practically forced Michael

to take him to a concert.

That's his shirt.

We consider ourselves

fairly progressive,

but we definitely weren't
prepared for this.

Yeah, believe me,

we're still trying to get
our heads around it.

Of course you are.

One thing we realized
is that...

this doesn't have to limit
the rest of Emma's life.

She's gonna finish school
with her classmates.

Go to college.

Yeah, have you thought
about where you want to go?

I've narrowed it down
to a few schools

on the east coast.

Yeah, uh, Rex wanted
to go back east.

Actually, that's something

that Michael and I wanted
to talk to you about.

Well, we would

love to be
as involved as,

as you would let us.

A-And just to be there for

you and the baby.

For anything, doctor's
appointments,

babysitting,

whatever we can do.

That's a really
beautiful offer.

Really, it is but...

I'm afraid we've made
other arrangements.

Other arrangements?

We've been working
with an agency,

and we found a couple...

who we're sure will
make great parents.

We looked into this thoroughly.

We weighed all our options,

and what we've decided
is that adoption

would give Emma
the most closure.

And as we said,
that's our top priority.

We understand you're
focused on this new child,

but Emma's still our child,
and we have to put her first.

What if we adopt it?

The-the baby. We...

The truth is
that Hannah and I

had been talking
about having

another baby,
anyway, so...

No, I'm sorry.
We've all agreed

that a closed adoption
is what's best.

Emma felt that maintaining
any connection to this baby

would just be
too hard for her.

We're moving to
Portland, and,

you could have as
much or as little

involvement as you would want.

Look, I realize how
hard this is for you,

and we're not insensitive
to what you're going there,

but at the end of the day,
this is Emma's decision.

And this is
what she wants.

It is.

Did you see Emma's face?

She looked pretty
shaken up, but...

it was an awkward
situation for all of us.

No, uh-uh, it was
more than that.

It was like...

they were talking for Emma

saying she wanted to put
this baby up for adoption.

Well, she agreed.

She said she agreed...

but it was like they were
making the decision for her.

You didn't pick up on that?

Honestly... no.

Maybe you can want
something so much that...

it's easy to project.

I'm not projecting, Michael.

I... I'm telling you...

they're pushing her to do
something she doesn't want.

I know how much
it means to you.

Game machine.

And, uh...

All right, the laptop
has the same serial number

as the receipt we found
in the apartment.

We got to take
this stuff in.

It's evidence
in a crime scene.

That's 150 bucks
down the toilet.

I don't suppose
you took the I.D.

of the guy
who sold it to you?

Yeah. Sure.

He was real big
with, like, a...

patchy beard
and crazy bug eyes.

Sounds delightful.

Who do you think we got coming
in here, the Kardashians?

2642 Hibbing Street.

All right, we
got an address.

He was here for
over a year.

But he couldn't make rent,
so they gave him the boot.

He had trouble
with drinking.

Any idea where
he might be now?

I hear he's living
on the streets.

What streets?

How you guys doing?

You know someone
called Perry?

Perry Jenkins?
Big tall bald guy?

Perry! These guys
are looking for you.

Jenkins! Stop!

Go!

I'm going!
Where are you?

Stop!

Stop!

Where were you?

Murder?

What, are you kidding me?

So why'd you run, Perry?

Why do you think?

Where'd you get it?

Found a whole bag of weed

in the Dumpster
behind the Kwikmart.

Come on, man,
look, we know you brought

Dion's items into the pawnshop.

Dion? What, you mean
the video games and stuff?

I found all that
in the trash, too.

Where's this Kwikmart?

It's down there
by the Video Den.

I'll take you.

- It's on the way.
- No. No.

If nothing turns up in here,
I'm gonna lock you away forever.

You get that?

This doesn't make any sense.

Who would kill Driggs
for his stuff

and then turn around and
throw it into a Dumpster?

I don't know.

But not that guy.

Hi.

Hi.

It was so awkward
the other night,

I came to say
I'm sorry.

Here.

A peace offering.

I saw you drinking

out of that plastic bottle,
and I read somewhere

it's bad for the baby, so...

Glass.

Thanks.

Yeah.

I also came because...

I saw something that night,

and...

if I'm wrong,
you can tell me to get out.

I'm not really sure
what you mean.

You didn't seem as
certain as your parents

about giving
up this baby,

and I want to
be sure that

you're doing this for you,

because you want to and not
because they want you to.

Look, you don't even know my parents.

Well, I don't need
to know them, Emma.

This isn't about them.

This is your decision.

It's about you and...
and this baby.

Nobody else.

Really?

Because right now it seems
like it's all about you.

All about you

not getting to raise this baby.

You can tell yourself

whatever you want,

that you came here to...

save me.

You're just
wasting your time.

I've made my decision.

I'm such an idiot.

You did what
you thought was right.

No, I mean, she must think
I'm, like, some kind of stalker.

And you know the worst part?

What?

I really did think
I was helping her,

like I was stopping her
from making some...

decision that she

was gonna regret.

How'd I get it so wrong?

Look, sometimes you
want something so badly

that it blinds you
to everything else.

I did, Michael.

I-I wanted it that badly.

I know, honey.

Thank you.

For what?

I don't know, just...

listening to me and...

being there.

You're stuck with me.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Police seized nearly
20 kilos from the scene, making it

one of the largest busts
L.A. has seen in recent memory.

Police Captain Tricia Harper
commended SWAT

and lead detective

Efrem Vega on a job well done.

I look good on TV.

Don't you think, Mike?

I don't really gauge the
attractiveness of other men, you know?

Okay, but you can appreciate
a good cheekbone.

People in the quiet
neighborhood were surprised to learn

that this house had been a home
to one of the largest drug rings

Los Angeles has seen this year.

Mike, you're not supposed
to be down here.

I'm looking
for the video games

from the double murder in
the apartment the other day.

All right, just wait, okay?

How do you find anything here?

Nothing's in order.
It's chaos.

No, there is a system.

Just don't touch anything.

It just got back
from processing.

Thank you.

Come on.

That's it.

Where's the disk?

I don't know. Maybe some detective
came down here and took it.

Maybe it's in his machine.

- You ready to go?
- Yeah.

How do I switch this on?...

turn the TV
to game mode.

No, it's the...

The button.

It's... Can I...?

Here. And then you, uh,
press the center button

and you toggle
the left switch.

We are... online.

I have friends who...

play them.

Okay.

So... now what?

I'm not sure.

Is that part of the game?

Yeah, it's a message
from another player.

- Live? Now?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Can I talk to him?
- Yeah.

No, you,
here,

I just type here?

He can see you. Just talk...

Where's Dion?

I'm Detective Britten.

This is Detective Bird.

Where with the Los Angeles
Police Department.

No. I knew it.

I knew something bad
had happened.

Where are you?

Stockholm.

He's in Sweden.

Yeah, I-I know where Stockholm is.
Thanks.

How do you know Dion?

I've never met him, but we used
to play together for years...

until the other day.

What happened then?

I don't know.

We were playing
the Crime Spree,

and he said
he heard a gunshot.

And then, he paused the game

to go look,
and he never came back.

Is he okay?

Maya was killed before
Dion, not after.

So Mrs. King is coming up
the stairs with her groceries,

and the shooter's here...

...and he takes her out

before she has a chance
to witness anything.

Why?

Maybe he had to kill her first
before he could take out Dion.

For what? For his stuff?

He didn't want
the guy's stuff.

He put it in the Dumpster.

Okay, so what was
he looking for?

Cover.

That's why he shot him second.

That's why he dumped the stuff.

He didn't come for him.

He came here to kill Maya King.

Maya King...

really is so sad.

Maya was Miss Pearl's
best friend.

How did she take the news?

Okay, in her own way.

Hello, Pearl.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions

about your friend Maya.

Pearl?

You think you can help us?

I'd like to,

but I don't know why
I should help Myron.

You are a lousy grandson.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
but I'm not your grandson.

You missed Christmas,
you missed my birthday.

Pearl, the reason
that Myron here

hasn't been
to visit is because

he's been helping the police
with special investigations.

What kind of investigations?

Well, he helps us
find killers,

like the person
who hurt Maya.

Is that true, Myron?

Myron?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm proud of you.

So, can you help us?

Can you tell us
something about Maya?

She liked cooking.
She loved it.

And she loved cats,

and the music of
Mr. Sammy Davis Jr.

Okay, and was there anybody
she didn't get along with?

Everybody loved her.

Even those rude boys
out on the corner...

they'd tip their hats and say,

"Good Morning, Miss Maya."

What about
her friends?

Anyone she was close to
in the building?

Well, at one time,
we were all close.

But little by little,
people moved out,

passed away or ended up here.

Isn't this lovely?

So, there's more than one person
from the building here?

Yes, of course..

And at one time,
there was more than that,

but you know, at my age,

you get used
to that sort of thing.

It was dangerous there.

It's so much safer here.

Right.

And did you all want
to stay together?

Why did you all end up here?

Mr. Wilson. Curtis.

He pays for everything.

Your landlord pays
for you to be here?

Yes. He pays
for all of us.

It's too bad poor Maya
didn't take that offer, too.

So, he wanted Maya to move?

Yes, but she
didn't want to.

Pearl, why do you think

Mr. Wilson would pay
for everybody to be here?

I've known him
for 30 years.

He's a nice boy.

Which is more than I can
say for Myron over here.

Turns out,
when Curtis Wilson said

he wanted out
of the neighborhood,

he's not kidding.

He basically owns
this whole block.

He's been taking offers
for a year.

So, how much does a block in
Westlake go for these days?

North of ten million.

Ten million?...

Hell, I'd take you out
for ten million.

The problem is,

Maya King, Pearl,
the other senior residents...

they were all there
before he bought the place.

They were on rent control.

So, let me guess.

He can't sell the building
without their consent?

Exactly.

So he ships Pearl and the others
to nursing homes,

and then, when Maya won't go...

Boom. Shoots her,
shoots Dion to make it look

like she got caught
in the crossfire.

And who's going to question
a guy like Dion getting

shot in that neighborhood?
Happens every day.

The thing is,
his alibi checks out.

I mean, I verified it myself.

So, he's didn't do it himself.

Look, he's not the kind of guy

to get his hands dirty,
anyway, is he?

Okay, well, let's pull
the phone and bank records.

See if we can establish contact
with the shooter.

Sound just like a detective.

Did a lot of good work
at this desk.

I don't know.
Maybe we should have it bronzed.

Can we?

It's not in the budget.

At least you have
your memories, right?

Yeah.

I seem to remember a sensitivity
seminar in Culver City

with a very skinny
narcotics detective with

- a big red fro.
- No.

An out to here fro.

You had to go there,
didn't you?

Who stuffed all the brownies
from the buffet into her purse.

I didn't take 'em all.
You know what?

I think I gave you one, right?

Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.

You always had my back.

You okay?

I'm going to miss you.

Back at you, boss.

You got here early.

Yeah, I got an e-mail a few hours
ago with Curtis Wilson's records.

I thought I'd get a jump on it.

Nice. You find
anything interesting?

The bank records
were useless,

but the phone records
turned up something interesting.

He received a call
from a throwaway phone

just before and just after
the murder.

So, I went to the U.S. Marshals,
got a subpoena. Turn out,

they're the only two calls
ever made from that phone,

and they were both made

from this building...

the 1800 block
of Figueroa.

30 units.

Went through the residents,
the records.

Comes down to this guy.

Milo Owens, 30 years old.

Parolee, history of heroin use,

uh, possession, dealing,
armed robbery, bunch of

really nasty stuff,
and I'm saying,

Mr. Owens here is due a call
from L.A.'s finest.

- Get down on the ground!
- Police!

- Show me your hands!
- Get down!

- Down!
- On the floor!

Down! Get down!
Get on the floor!

Milo Owens?

Yeah.

Just checking.

All right,
let's search the place.

Mike?

Under the mattress.

Criminal mastermind, no?

All right, Milo,

we have everything
we need on you.

You know that.

Essentially,
we own you right now.

You got that?

I mean, we know you shot Dion
and that nice old lady.

And we're here to help
save you the trouble

of having to pretend
you didn't do it.

No, I didn't.
I was at home.

- I was in my apartment.
- Shh, shh, shh. Milo.

- No, I didn't. I...
- Shh, shh.

You're just hurting yourself.

Just shut up.

Lucky for you,
what we really want

is the guy
that hired you.

So, if you play
ball with us,

you're nice,
you help us,

we tell the D.A.
you were cooperative,

and then maybe,
you spend your jail time

cleaning up, watching
TV, getting an education.

Anything.

But you don't
help us out...

The next needle
will be your last.

Who hired you

to kill Mrs. King
and Mr. Driggs?

It was Curtis. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson.

He paid me
five grand.

- He told me nobody would find out.
- Well,

he was wrong.

So now help us
bring him in.

You have any kind of proof
that he made contact with you?

Some, uh...
something written maybe?

- A text, an e-mail?
- No.

Got a voice mail?

He just always wanted
to meet in person.

Okay, well, then,

this is going to be a little bit
more difficult... for you.

Mr. Wilson, it's Milo.

Why are you calling me?

I'm sorry. I-I...

I know you said
not to, but,

I've been thinking about it,
and, uh, I want more money.

It's not fair that...

Stop. I'll meet you.

At the park on Harvard.

3:00.

Okay, c-could we, uh...

He hung up.

Okay.

Let's get you wired.

Just get him to say
as much as you can.

And as soon as you get him
to admit that he paid you,

that money exchanged
hands, we've got him.

Okay?

Money exchanged. Okay.

- Got it.
- Yeah. All right?

Yes. Okay,
where's the...

the mic again?

Don't...
don't touch it.

It's right here. Look.

Okay.
See that?

Yeah, yeah. It's gonna be find.

- Okay?
- Yes, yes.

- All right.
- Got it, got it.

Should I, like, lean into him

- so he...
- No.

No.

- No. No.
- Sorry.

That's okay. It's
understandable.

Just be yourself,
and be natural.

The conversation

is gonna go great.

I got it. I just...

I'm rattling man, you know?

Damn it.
He's crashing.

Just, you know, if I...

If I could just get a, uh,
quick taste,

I'd be a lot better.

I could do this.

Are you asking us for heroin?

Yeah.

In a police station?

Let's see what
we can do, okay?

Okay.

All right.

Maybe we should call it off;
he's falling apart.

He's our best chance
to get Wilson.

Without him,
we got nothing.

Look, he's desperate.

He's gonna come
across as desperate,

and that works
in our favor.

He knows what's
at stake.

He can do it.

You think?

I hope so.

Why is he looking at us?

He's not. He's just looking
this way; it's fine.

State your business
and do it quickly.

I want more money.

How much money do you want?

I, uh...

Come on.

10,000, 20,000...
doesn't matter.

Just say anything.

More.

You said that already.

It's not fair.

I took all the risks.

Your pupils are tiny.
Are you high?

- No!
- That's why you want money.

For more drugs.

No, I want you to admit
that you used me.

What is this? Who
are you looking at?

Are you
wearing a wire?

What do you think, I'm some
kind of narc or something?!

I think you're a very
troubled young man.

Everyone stay
where you are.

We got nothing.

You know what?
You know what I think?!

I think you're trying
to pin this on me.

Yeah, I think you want
me to go down with this.

Yeah, make me the fall guy,

Have you lost your mind?

I bet you're
wearing a wire.

- Come on.
- Stop it.

- Stop it!
- No! Come on.

You keep this up and we're both
going to end up in jail.

You should have thought about
that before you hired me!

I never would've hired you

if I had known you were
a complete and total junkie.

Okay, we got him.

Let's go.

- No more!
- I want more!

Stop!

Stop! Police!

Give me your hands.

I was accosted
by that man.

I didn't know you
were the police.

I thought you were
with that junkie.

Yeah, I'm sure.

That's what I
thought you were.

I didn't realize
you were the police.

Emma.

What you said the other day...

I can't get it out of my head.

You're right.

I don't want
to give up this baby.

Sweetie, come here.

So what did they say?

At first, they really
seemed like they understood,

like they were
actually listening

that I wanted to do this.

But as more time went on,

they just were trying
to change my mind.

I told them to stop, and...

that's when
they freaked out.

Lemon and honey.

How'd you know?

So you just walked out?

They didn't give me any choice.

They pulled the whole
"not under our roof" thing.

I had to get
out of there.

Before I knew it, I was here.

All right,
I think you should call them.

Why?

It's not like
they tried to stop me.

They don't know where you are,

and I am sure
they're worried about you.

And they're probably trying
to figure it out themselves.

You know, they had
certain expectations

that they have to readjust.

It's gonna take some time,
Emma, but they love you and...

they'll come around.

I hope so.

Because I don't know
where we're gonna live,

what we're gonna eat.

I mean, I don't even know
my insurance.

It's
gonna be okay.

Yeah.
We meant what we said.

Whatever you need,

we're here for you.

Really?

Really.

Meanwhile, can I make you
breakfast or...?

Could I take a bath?

Yeah.

So I just talked
to Emma's father.

And?

And he's angry.

Very angry.

At Emma?

No, at us.

For changing his
daughter's mind.

He says we are taking
advantage of her,

we're manipulating her.

That's crazy.

Coming from a
guy who's trying

to make her give up
her baby, you know.

He's not gonna, like,
kick her out of the house?

He's bringing
a suitcase over.

He's... they're trying
to scare her.

Yeah, well,
it's working.

Did I make a mistake?

I mean, we've got
somebody else's kid

upstairs in
our bathroom.

You listen to me.

You are the only person that
realized what she really wanted.

I missed it,
her parents missed it.

So don't beat yourself up
over this.

I don't know how this is
gonna play out, but right now,

she's exactly
where she needs to be.

What about us?

Maybe we're where
we're meant to be, too.

I'm gonna call the movers,
get our stuff back,

and you got to call work.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

We're supposed to be watching
the game at O'Malley's tonight

with a bunch of the guys.

So I'll talk
to the captain then.

About tonight.

Surprise!

Hi.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Give me a hug.

Captain.

- Congratulations.
- Yeah.

So, well, your partner
sure throws a great party.

Yeah, I wish he was half
as good a detective.

Okay, all right.

Can I get a minute
alone with the captain?

Yeah, cool. I'll
go check on Hannah.

All right, thanks.

What's up?

I know this is gonna
sound kind of crazy.

I'm not leaving.

What?

Some personal
stuff came up.

Me and Hannah.

And I'm gonna stay.

Wait, I'm-I'm confused.

Personal stuff...?

Before he died,
Rex got his girlfriend pregnant.

And turns out, she's
having the-the...

Well, we're gonna be
grandparents.

That is amazing.

I know. Right?

I mean, it's weird.

So you're not gonna be
leaving anytimee soon?

Not planning on it.

I mean, we're taking it
day by day, but...

Hope that's okay with you.

Of course.

Think I better tell them.

I saw Vega welling up

when you said
you were gonna stay.

He was so drunk by the end,

he would've cried if I told hi
I liked his hair.

You're up.

Did you guys have fun?

Yeah. How was
your night in?

First, I was bored
out of my mind,

but then this X Files marathon
came on.

Have you guys
seen this show?

Yeah, I-I taped them.

It's messed up.

You want a plate
for your pizza?

I'm good.

Okay, don't stay
up too late.

I won't. I just want
to watch one more.

All right.

Do you guys want to watch with me?

Kind of freaks me out.

Sure.

This good?

I know this one.

Yeah?...

It's good.