Coroner (2019–…): Season 4, Episode 12 - Death Goes On - full transcript

The victim is Maria Fiori, 25.

Okay, I'm going to call
Donovan and let him know.

No, no, no. Go
find your mother.

It was me. I wrote it.

"Justice for Dean Breyer."

So, you're saying that
Peggy dated a Mobster.

Maybe that's what he was.

Toronto PD here to
see Lorenzo Scalfi.

If you run into Peggy,
tell her I said, "Ti amo."

So, a cyclist saw a woman
that looked like Peggy

wandering around the
Lakeshore waterfront trail.



What's down there?

Mom?

Peggy?

Peggy?

Mom, you need to come
down from there, okay?

No, you... you stay
away from me. You...

Mom!

You're not real.

I watched you blow up
in the flower shop!

No, Mom, that wasn't me.

I didn't go in the
flower shop, okay.

This is me. I'm real. Okay?

This is me. I'm...
I'm really cold.

My teeth are really
chattering, okay?



Let's... let's go
back to our house.

Let's sit in front of our
fireplace in the living room.

No, Jenny doesn't say,
"Our living room."

Jenny doesn't call me "Mom".

Jenny hates her Mother.

No, Mom, I don't hate you.

Okay? And if anything
were to happen to you,

and I was too stubborn,
or I was too angry...

Jenny is stubborn and angry.

Do your homework, Faker!

Mom, look,

I know why you're here, okay?

- You made a promise to me that...
- I broke a promise,

to you and Katie.

But I...

I broke a bigger promise
to Katie because I could...

I couldn't protect her.

From me. I know.

But Mom, get back from
the edge. Okay, Mom!

Let's go on these
rides, - Jenny... Jen!

- No.
- Like, nothing ever happened.

Like... like Katie never died.

- I'll go find...
- Donovan, I need you.

Operator somewhere.
Must be here!

Peggy! Please just...

Mom!

Mom!

Mom?

Hey. Hey. Are you okay?

We couldn't talk
about Katie's death.

- Mom.

Because we were
trying to protect you!

Jenny doesn't
remember what she did,

so, we can't either.

That was a choice
you made as parents!

I was just a child!

Please, just get in the car.

Please.

Peggy, what're you
doing? Peggy, get out.

Peggy, no!

Open the door!

Peggy, no!

Peggy, open the door! Get
out of the car, Peggy!

Peggy, stop!

Peggy, stop the car!

- Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Yeah, I'm okay. Thank you.

How is she?

I mean, she needs
to be looked at.

All right, you want
us to come with you?

No, it's okay.

Pumpkin spice lattes.

Hey, uh, pumpkin spice
latte, extra whip.

Even your coffee's
an entire meal.

Mm!

All right, Jenny called.
Peggy's home from the hospital.

Medicated and slept.

Now let's head there after
we interview Maria's father.

- See where we get.
- Sounds good.

Uh...

I know this woman.

Enrico. You brought
a lawyer with you.

- Was that necessary?
- Uh, Rosa's a family friend.

We don't usually have
Family friends with us

- in the interviews.
- I'm also a lawyer.

A defence lawyer,
which is why I asked.

Mm-mm. No. Not a
defence lawyer anymore.

Strictly.

Uh, this says you're
a defence lawyer.

Yeah, I-I gotta update those.

I'm actually part
of an alternative

policing organization I like
to call the "Justice League".

I mean, I can't, because
that name has been used

by a massive
superhero franchise.

It's really unfortunate.

Because it just encapsulates
us so succinctly.

We champion cases

that we think the
police might overlook.

All right, let's
get on with this.

Uh, Rosa's been
doing some digging.

Did you know that
Maria and Scalfi

were seeing one another?

Maria was travelling
a lot lately

with her girlfriends to
uh, Costa Rica, Cabo, Bali.

A lot of travelling for someone

who was trying to save money.

And I took a look
at her socials.

Okay, so what am I not seeing?

Exactly. Zip. Who goes on a
trip with her girlfriends,

and doesn't take
a single picture?

So, you're saying she was
taking these trips with Scalfi.

We know. I called
her girlfriends,

and they all confirm it.

He's married, so
that's... He is.

And he's connected.

And Maria, perhaps, in
your eyes, is a nobody.

She's not a nobody.

Well, that remains to be seen.

- See, my group...
- The Justice League?

Are concerned that the
murder of a bartender

might not rate as
a high priority

when there's a big
gangster on the line.

And why wouldn't we wanna
get a big-time gangster

off the streets?

Frankly, we're
concerned about you.

See, I look into all
the police detectives

that my clients deal with and

uh, do you know a man
named Dean Breyer?

You were the arresting
officer, right?

He died in custody?

Enrico

we will follow up with Scalfi,

despite what your lawyer says.

Maria should not have been
involved with a married man but

she doesn't deserve this.

In my experience,

police don't learn
integrity on the job.

They either have
it at the start or.

they don't.

Yeah, you-you know you
got him wrong. Right?

Or maybe you've got him wrong.

It's Donovan and Malik

- Hey, come on in.
- Hey.

How's she doing?

Um, you know, she was uh

she was good at the hospital.

Euthymic, even, just,

but now um, but
now, she's devolved.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Detectives.

- Peggy.
- Mrs. Cooper.

How are you doing?

You want some tea?

I have some tea already.

Yep, yep, here.

Just put some water in.

: Did you wanna sit
down, Mrs. Cooper?

I borrowed some money
from Lorenzo Scalfi.

I was gonna pay it back.

Selling flowers.

Since you couldn't pay it back,

is it possible he
blew up your shop?

Well, it makes sense. I
mean, what was I gonna do?

Not hand him the
insurance cheque?

And uh, what about Maria Fiori,

the woman whose order
you were working on.

Did Scalfi place that order?

No, a woman called. Um...

First Communion.

She needed uh, everything
for the next morning.

$800 worth of flowers.

But I didn't have any.

I was out all day looking for...

Mont Blanc amaryllis
and calla lilies.

And-and did you
see Scalfi at all?

No. No.

When you got back to your shop,

did it seem like
anyone had been there?

Well, there was a

there was a thing with
the light switch. It was

it was broken, and I,

well yeah, the
switch was different.

What'd you mean, different?

I mea... you didn't
find that odd?

I was in my element.
Jennifer, I was being creative

and making beautiful
arrangements.

You know, I-I knew
that you were calling,

but I was focused.

That's when I called her
to tell her to stay there,

and that I was coming.

And then I, and then I...

I went to the bakery
because I thought

you'd like their scones and,

and then I saw you.

I saw you drive up and
I saw you go inside.

- I didn't go inside.
- And I saw the explosion.

And you died!

I...

and then

the next thing I knew,

I was at the rollercoaster
and-and you were there.

And I,

and I knew that you were,

I knew that you were
gonna meet me there.

Dr. Thompson,

You need to see this.

All right, so
Scalfi tells Maria

he'll pay for her Communion
flowers. He knows a place.

Just call 'em up and
tell 'em what you want.

Yeah, while Peggy's out
sourcing the flowers,

Scalfi sets up the
lightbulb bomb.

That's a lot of
trouble for $10K.

Yeah, we've seen his place.

He spends $10K a
month on Windex.

Yeah, and he can just deny
the affair, so, why kill her?

- Huh.
- We're missing something.

McAvoy. McAvoy.

That's what I said.

Maria Fiori was pregnant.

We found traces of a
fetus in her uterus.

Yet her father said she
had trouble conceiving

because of a condition.

Whatever she tried,
finally worked.

How far along was she?

Uh, roughly 13 weeks.

Seems like she was
intending to keep the baby.

And what if he wasn't?

Uh, he if wasn't,
that's not something

we're going to find
out in an autopsy.

Unless she's had it
tattooed on herself.

Dennis, do you see
any tattoos that say,

"He doesn't want this baby?"

What?

- God!

Okay, so Maria was pregnant
with Scalfi's baby.

If-if we can match his DNA,
that's proof of the affair.

It's cheaper to keep her.

The divorce would've
cost Scalfi,

not to mention child
support to Maria.

That's motive.

I feel wonderful, by the way!

You borrowed money
from a gangster!

Ross. Look, it
would've been nice

to have a heads up
on that, yes but...

I do not need to tell you
absolutely everything.

No, but you do live
in my house, Peggy,

and you put everyone in
danger, so, I need to...

Hello?

Peggy? Hi, all. Uh...

Oh, wipe your feet! Ugh!

So, I was sitting in my hotel...

- Here, I... No, it's okay.
- Peggy.

I was sitting in my hotel room

thinking about this mess.

And I think Peggy should
come back to Alberta with me.

Honestly, Victoria,

haven't seen ya in 20 years?

You still wearin'
the same boots.

There's a place near me,

an institution with
a great reputation.

It's not exactly near
me, it's not in Calgary,

but it's close enough,
and I'll pay for it.

No, I... You know,

things got a little
stressful around here.

Look, I'm gonna have
my medication adjusted

and I'm gonna be fine.

First, I don't need
you to pay for it. I...

Jenny, you just
lost your father.

You have an incredibly
demanding job.

Your son needs to
start his life.

This is not sustainable.

Okay, so let me
get this straight.

You wanna send Grandma
to an institution.

- No, Ross...
- Those places are terrible.

- They suck. They're...
- No, no, no.

This place is great.

Hell, she'll think she's
at the Ambassadors Towers.

I will not be going
to a facility.

And who the Hell is
gonna take care of you?

Jenny?

The daughter you abandoned
for Gordon to raise?

- That's asking a lot.
- Victoria...

I don't need anybody
to take care of me!

Okay.

Okay, I leave tomorrow
at 10:00 a.m.,

- give it some thought.
- Yeah.

Mom, I...

I don't... I don't
think I should leave.

I don't think I should be going.

Ross, this is not
your responsibility.

- I've told you this before.
- I know that you tell me that!

You always tell me that,

but you don't do less hours!

You say that I have the
freedom but your actions tell.

Ross?

Sweetie, breathe.

- I know.
- Breathe, baby.

Here, sit. Sit.
Sit down. Sit down.

It's okay. It's okay.

Breathe into my hand.

Breathe. Look at me. It's okay.

- Peggy!

- I will leave.
- Peggy! Stop!

But I will not be
put in an institution

by my sister.

I will decide where I go.

Peggy, we can talk
about this. Just stop.

Maybe we can try again some day.

Ross, breathe.

I know how to leave you.

I left you!

- Hmm.
- Honey, breathe.

I'm okay. I'm
okay. You gotta go.

Really.

Okay, but this ends here.

Peggy! Peggy!

Ross, keys!

Thank you.

This is Peggy Cooper.

I can't come to the
phone right now.

Please leave a message.

Peggy?

No!

Ah!

Agh!

- 'Bout time you got here.

I'm freezing.

I just got a call
from Judge O'Connor.

What are you doing
applying for warrants

for Lorenzo Scalfi's DNA?

If he's the father of
Maria Fiori's baby,

we've got motive.

Waylen, we had Officer
Stanley search the 911 log,

and last Friday night,
Scalfi's wife called

because a woman wouldn't
leave her front doorstep.

Now, we can track down
the responding officers,

but my guess is, Maria
Fiori was threatening.

Scalfi's domestic bliss.

It's not enough
for a DNA warrant.

Okay, we'll bring him in, ask
him how he likes his coffee,

a few other routine questions.

His $800 an hour lawyer
is gonna fire cannonballs

through the holes in your
circumstantial evidence.

And charge us with harassment.

So, save us all
the trouble, okay?

Harassment?

Yeah, I mean you said you
were gonna get him a coffee

and everything, too.
So, I don't get it.

Maybe Rosa knows
something that we don't.

God, be careful
with those things.

Are they clean?

Yeah, of course.
We sterilize them.

Please, sterilized.

I've been staying in your
house for the last months.

I know what I'm doing, okay?

Oh, do you have to
be so aggressive?

You were always so aggressive.

Okay, I need to focus. Please.

Well, we don't wanna
make you angry. Huh.

She pushed her sister
down the stairs, you know!

God forbid we should
make Jenny Cooper angry.

I'm sorry, is there any way
that we can sew her mouth shut?

Over my dead body.

Welcome to your autopsy.

What're we looking for?

We need to find out why
Peggy didn't return to Jenny

when she was well.

And what the impact
of that was on Jenny.

Well, you ran from me.

Like I was a monster.

So many years I
blew out my candles,

wishing for a mother who
thought I was worth something.

Where-where is my purse?

Is it, is it in a safe place?

Oh, she stabilized here.

But she didn't try to
make contact until here.

Dennis, hand me the scalpel.

After you left, I would
sleep in Katie's bed,

and I would find these
strands of Arski's hair.

- Arski.

Poor puppy.

He must've been so confused.

He was only doing what he
thought was the right thing.

Do you have the scans, River?

What do they say?

Why did Jenny Cooper
become a coroner?

Dr. Cooper?

Because I needed to
understand death.

To try to control it.

Dr. Cooper needs to
control everything.

Typical response of
an abandoned child.

No, it was b...

It was after Katie
died, and David died.

There was a lot of tragedy. I...

And do you understand it now?

I understand the
cause and mechanism.

Is that what you
were looking for?

This is interesting.
What is it?

Ah, an overblown
survival instinct.

Responsible for the
fight or flight response.

An emergency arises.

The hypothalamus kicks the
sympathetic nervous system

into gear. Cortisol
surges, adrenaline floods.

You left me.

A quickened heartbeat
thrusts blood

to the vital organs
at 3 feet per second.

I was a kid. Eli:
The pupils dilate.

And you left.

And Jenny grows up
without a mother.

I mean, love never
felt safe to me,

but I always thought that
that was because of the people

who left me through death.

Not the people who
left me through choice.

The neurons in her
anterior cingulate cortex

and insula have clearly been firing
in overdrive for a long time.

I mean, how am I
supposed to love myself

when I am not even good
enough for my own mother?

What do you want from me, Jenny?

What do you want?

I just want you
to love me for...

- What's that?

The microwave. My chicken soup!

River, the tweezers.

There is

a large defence mechanism,

obscuring it.

I almost missed it.

Don't!

I don't want her to see it.

It's a broken heart.

- Wh...

Peggy

you can't die from
a broken heart.

Peggy?

Peggy!

All right.

If Waylen doesn't want
us messin' with Scalfi,

that usually means
that someone higher up

in the police food chain
needs him for a bigger case.

Scalfi murdered Maria Fiori.

Wh-what's bigger than murder?

That's what I'm
tryin' to figure out.

I've been scrolling through
known associates of Scalfi's.

Now, this dude's
got a face tattoo.

I've always wondered
what went into such an

important life
decision like that.

Anyways, then I found this.

Scalfi won the grand prize

at the Taco Lodge
Bottle Cap Sweepstakes.

Here he is doing a
local news segment.

$50K. Lucky guy.

And yet, another winner.

The tattoo-face man.
What are the odds?

They scammed a fast
food sweepstakes.

And yet, another
grand prize winner.

Recognize him?

Imagine him tossing a
clay pigeon in the air.

He's got crazy in his eyes.

RCMP must've turned Scalfi to
testify against his higher-ups.

That's what trumps
the murder of a woman

and her unborn
child around here?

Defrauding a fast-food chain?

Multi-industry
conglomerate, actually.

And do you know who
owns Taco Lodge?

I'll get the DNA myself.

Hey Mac, don't go
outside on this stuff.

Mac?

We're investigating a homicide.

- Two homicides.
- Yo, I'm...

I'm not going against
Waylen's orders.

Since when?

Since I'm writing the
Sergeant's exam next week.

I wish I had given you more.

I died the day that Katie died.

We all did.

Grief causes the brain to
release stress hormones

into the cardiovascular system,

which can change its function.

Sometimes irreparably.
- Yeah.

Her heart's broken.

Because of Katie.

Well, not just Katie,
oh, no, no, no,

because of you, because of Ross,

because of your Dad.

Uh, she missed everything.

There are huge,
haunted spaces here.

Look, we rarely get what we need

from the people who
should've provided love,

but wronged us instead.

The healing has to
come from within me.

We are autopsying
the wrong body.

Yeah.

Do you smell gasoline?

Peggy? Peggy, you
need to wake up, okay.

The car smells like gasoline.
It's gonna catch fire. Come on!

- No. What?
- Come on, Peggy.

No, I can't! My legs, I can't!

Look, just go. It's all right.

- You go. Please.

- Come on. No, Peggy.
- No, you have to go. Just go.

No, Peggy! Peggy, the car
could explode! Let's go!

Please, leave. You're
gonna tear my legs off!

- Peggy! Ugh! Okay, okay.
- Argh!

Come on. Come on,
Peggy. Let's go! Argh!

Last person I
expected to call me.

I love that. Life's
little curveballs.

Do you wanna know what
happened with Dean Breyer?

Uh, it was your first
week on the job.

He died in his cell.

I subpoenaed the SIU files.

I also know that
you spraypainted.

"Justice for Dean Breyer"

on the side of your own
precinct. Last year.

Scalfi is a protected witness.

They're gonna ignore
Maria's murder

because he's gonna testify
against a bunch of his buddies

about a corporate sweepstakes
scam they were running.

You couldn't do anything
to help Dean Breyer.

But you could do something now.

We may have Scalfi's
DNA in some form.

Recovered from a crime scene?

You could say that.

But I can't prove it because
I can't get a warrant

to get a sample from him.

Rogue DNA.

We have a lab for that.

Let's go get some.

I can fit 10 marshmallows
in my mouth at once.

You wanna see?

No, I'm good, thanks.

How are we supposed
to develop a shorthand

if we don't share, right?

I have a 90 mile
an hour fastball.

Hmm. I once bought
$900 leather pants.

I joined a cult.

Hmm.

You still in this cult?

Nah. Wasn't for me.

I still have the pants.

All right, so tell me more
about your organization.

Defund the police, I mean,

it either inspired people

or freaked them
right the Hell out.

I mean, my own mother
still thinks it means

we just let Jeffrey
Dahmer walk around,

just eating everybody.

But-but I see a team of
lawyers, investigators,

activists, social workers,

former homicide detectives.

Uh, let's not get carried away.

City-funded programs.

Private benefactors.

It's why I gotta nail
the name, you know.

The guy owns 20 businesses.

You'd think he'd have to
leave the house at some point.

I know, right?

- All right, come on. Let's go.
- Yeah? Okay.

I'm done waiting.

I'm actually really good at
stealthy trash collecting.

Maybe we'll get lucky.
Maybe he'll be a sneezer.

Or a blower. Or a sprayer.

That is disgusting.

DNA is disgusting, my friend.

I know what DNA is. Hey.

- Malik, what are you doing here?
- Mac, what are you doing, man?

You could lose your
badge for this, Mac.

And you could lose yours too!

You can't become a Detective
Sergeant without one.

What are you pissed about that?

- Can you guys get it together?
- What?

We're supposed to be incognito.

Oh great.

What are you doing
outside my home?

Mr. Scalfi, - Yeah.

Just have a few
follow-up questions.

Oh really? Okay, shoot.

Okay.

Who the Hell is this? Hey.

Wait... Scalfi!

Uncle Rico! Calm
down, all right?

- He killed my daughter.
- Hey, it's private property.

- You're not welcome here.
- Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, okay. Okay, okay.

Whoa, who, whoa!
Put the gun down.

Put it down! Put the gun down!

Hey, okay, if bullets
fly here tonight,

you're not gonna get
any justice for Maria.

The police don't think

my daughter matters.
Isn't that right, Rosa?

Uncle Rico, I did not
mean to pull a gun!

Okay, listen.

Hey, all right.

Enrico, your daughter matters.

All right, maybe some
of the police force,

they have their
priorities screwed up.

Ah, you're just saying
that. You're all the same.

W-What's it gonna take?

Y-you want me to
arrest this guy?

- Just shoot him!
- Shut up, Scalfi!

You can't touch me,
and you know it.

Hey, Mac, you know
we can't touch him.

Hey, you can't touch
him. You won't.

- Hey, Enrico...
- Hey Mac,

please don't do this again.

I get it. I get it!

Okay? You don't think we'll
get justice for Maria,

or for your family.

You're disillusioned
by the police.

Well, so am I. All right.

In fact...

- I'm leaving the force.
- Mac?

- You're tricking me.
- It's true, Enrico.

I-I can't do any good
with this badge anymore.

Who's gonna get
justice for Maria?

He will.

He's gonna make a great
Detective Sergeant.

And he's gonna change
the system from within.

- Isn't that right, Malik?
- Yeah.

Lower the gun.

Hey, it's okay.

- Turn around.
- Ah, you're wasting your time.

You know I'll be
home in half an hour.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

Thank you.

Hey, Mac,

You're turning in your
badge, aren't you?

At first, I was just trying
to connect with Enrico.

But as I started saying it...

I realized it was true.

I'm done here.

How am I gonna do
this without you, man?

Take what I've taught
you. Only the good parts.

And the rest,

You'll figure out.

Teach the new kids
to be more like you.

Now I wanna hug you,
but I'm mad at you.

No need for any hugs.

This isn't goodbye.

Where I'm going,
I'm gonna need you.

Uh... Ross, hey.

Okay, wait, wait,
what's going on?

How long's your
Mom been missing?

You okay, Mom?

Are you cold?

I remember when Arski
was just a puppy.

It was love at first sight.

He was so new,

and so eager.

So happy.

So hopeful.

Our house was always
full of laughter.

First Oliver died.

And then Katie died.

And then the dog died.

Wait, who's Oliver?

Do you see an Oliver in there?

There's nothing here. No Oliver.

It must be your memory.

After all,

none of us are really here.

Ready for the Y incision? Yeah.

Wait, stop, stop, stop.

What's she doing here?

- Your primal wound.
- We can measure and weigh her.

That'll help us find a timeline.

No, I-I.

I understand the
timeline, I just...

I don't know why she's here.

She's trying to
tell you something.

Do you know who Oliver is?

Oliver.

You loved him very much.

And he loved you right back.

And he's always gonna
be with you, you know.

Just in a different way.

How about we say a little prayer

to send Oliver on his way.

I got it from her?

Heart.

287 grams.

Average.

A coroner walks into a
bar and sees a chicken

tickling the old ivories.

Liver.

The place is totally dead.

1,132 grams.

Slightly below average.

The coroner asked the bartender

where all the patrons are.

Kidney.

Bartender shrugs,

and says,"I guess they don't
like the entertainment."

340 grams.

To which the coroner replies,

"Ah, so this is a case of..."

"Foul play."

All:

Dr. Cooper would've
loved that joke.

Ah, Dr. Cooper
told me that joke.

I'm gonna miss her.

Spleen.

Oh, whatcha got there?

Huh.

- Nice. Sub.
- Mm-hmm.

Cool, cool, cool. Looks great.

I'm gonna have to take that.

You're not allowed to
eat in here. It's uh...

- What?
- It's written in here,

- some of the rooms you can't...
- Oh.

- I'm gonna have to take that.
- Sarge, but...

Just don't throw it out,
all right? It was six bucks.

Oh yeah, no, no, no, I'm
not gonna throw it out.

You eat sandwiches
weird, by the way.

You gotta start from one side.

- It's terrible.
- Oh.

- Big Mac!
- Hey.

Well, I knew this
day would come.

Hmm, you know me too
well, Big Cheese.

- We're Mac and Cheese.

Good luck, man.

I got it.

You really did it.

Welcome to the League.

Oh, you are so gonna get sued.

They're not gonna sue us.

Not when they see how
we change the world.

Welcome

this is the
headquarters, isn't it?

Yeah, you get half a glovebox
and a full cup holder.

You promised me a corner office.

Every office is a corner
office. Take your pick!

If you take the trunk,
you get a panoramic view.

I'm kidding! Of course
there's an office.

Truthfully, I paid
more for the truck.

How's it goin' with
the Scalfi case?

Well, media picked up on
the murder charge, so,

- looks like it'll stick.
- Nice.

All right, let's go
change the world.

Whew! Hey!

Hey, okay.

I uh, got the green onions.

Amazing. Wanna chop
'em for me, too?

No, I'll chop 'em. Give
me a good knife, though.

Okay, well you can have a knife,

because all the good ones
keep going in the dishwasher.

There you go.

Okay.

- Got the wine.
- Hi.

Thank you.

Hey.

Ah! I got the firewood!

Amazing! You can
put it over there.

- Uh, get the passports renewed?
- Mm-hmm.

- COVID test?
- Yeah.

- Vaccine passport?
- JC,

now that I'm out of a job, I
got lots of time on my hands.

Well, sounds like
the perfect time

- to travel the world.

I got you a uh,

- travel journal.

So, you won't forget
any minute of this trip.

Don't know if you'll have time
to write in it though, but.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Of course.

This is really nice.

You deserve it.

You come from a long
line of women who

leave when they need to, and

you always stayed.

- You're gonna miss me.

Ugh!

Why does this have to be
the natural way of things?

That you leave me.

- I'm coming back.
- You won't.

Not like this.

Okay?

And I am going to live
for every moment of it.

Oh!

This reminds me,

I got something for
you and Grandma.

It's Grandpa's poetry.

Well, he would be so proud
that he was published.

- I think he'd be proud of us.

He is proud of us.

Yeah.

I know he is.

And he's here.

You know?

Just

in a different way.

Hey, table's set.

Uh, your water's boiling, Jenny.

Right, I just have to grab
something from the garden.