Mr. Mercedes (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - You Can Go Home Now - full transcript

NARRATOR: Previously
on Mr. Mercedes:

Why don't you simply enjoy life?

Maybe you could
teach me something.

Billy...

Dad lost a big contract today,
can barely pay himself, so...

Pete was helping me
rebuild Ida's gazebo.

I could throw you
a couple of bucks.

Lights on or lights
out, mi amigo.

[♪♪♪]

I am telling you, I
saw consciousness.

PETTIMORE: Until this happens
a second time, it's a glitch.



Nobody say a word about this.

You hear Hartsfield woke
up? Trial-of-the-century shit, yo.

Wait, what? Is that guy serious?

ARTIST: You've been
window-shopping for months.

- What changed, darling?
- It was time.

Where'd Bill go? He
didn't say goodbye.

Yeah. He said something about
Brady waking up, and then...

Wait. Brady woke up?

BRADY: Are you with me, Sadie?

Oh, fuck. Get a fucking...

Get a scalpel. Get
a scalpel, Sadie.

[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]

[DOOR OPENS]

I thought I told you to
stay at the nurses' station.



[DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[♪♪♪]

♪ I had a dream last night
Last night, I had a dream ♪

♪ Everything was black and
white And it smelled like gasoline ♪

♪ We stood in the corner
And I held you tight ♪

♪ I kissed your mouth
Till my head got light ♪

♪ Last night when
I had a dream ♪

♪ I had a dream last night
Last night, I had a dream ♪

♪ Birds were flying left and right
Through the light of a movie screen ♪

♪ Everyone was lookin'
For something to do ♪

♪ I even thought I had
a chance with you ♪

♪ Last night when
I had a dream ♪

♪ I had a dream last night
Last night, I had a dream ♪

♪ Everything was
black and white ♪

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

♪ We stood in the corner
And I held you tight ♪

♪ I kissed your mouth
Till my head got light ♪

♪ Last night when I had ♪

♪ Last night when I had ♪

♪ Last night when I had ♪

Good morning, Fred.

♪ A dream ♪♪

Now, you swallow up
every little bit of that.

Organic don't come cheap.

[BOY IMITATING SIREN]

[♪♪♪]

[EXHALES]

What are you doing here?

I don't know.

Where's Mom?

Mom's not here.

Fix my truck.

Fix your truck.

What's the magic word?

Please, fix my truck.

Fix your truck, huh? You
want me to fix your truck?

I'll fix your truck. Watch this.

[SIREN WAILING]

- Wow.
- That's the truck, man.

There we go. You
get up there, man.

BOY: Look.

BRADY: Oh, yeah.

Let's go! Hup!

There we go.

[IMITATING SIREN]

[IMITATING SIREN]

I'm a fireman!

Yeah, you are!

[IMITATING SIREN]

Did you kill Mom too?

Just play with
the fire truck, kid.

[♪♪♪]

♪ Oh, I shall not I
shall not be moved ♪

♪ I shall not, I shall
not be moved ♪

♪ Just like a tree ♪

♪ Planted by the water ♪

♪ I shall not be moved ♪

♪ I'm on my way to heaven ♪

♪ I shall not be moved ♪

♪ On my way to heaven ♪

♪ I shall not be moved ♪

♪ Just like a tree ♪

♪ Planted by the water ♪

♪ I shall not be moved ♪

♪ Oh, I shall not I
shall not be moved ♪

♪ I shall not I shall
not be moved ♪

♪ Just like a tree ♪

♪ Planted by the water ♪

♪ I shall not be moved ♪♪

Morning.

Morning.

Morning, sunshine.

What are you doing?

Uh... Well, you said you
needed help, so here I am helping.

Was thinking more the weekend.

- Do you even know what you're doing?
- No. I don't.

Well, stop doing.

I'll be back over in a minute.

All right. Glue.

How's school and shit?

Uh... Fine and shit.

Seriously. You don't
talk much about it.

What's to talk
about? It's Harvard.

The brand speaks
for itself, you know?

What's wrong with it?

- Nothing.
- Clearly there is.

Clearly to who? You?

It's fucking Harvard.
It's Ivy League.

Okay? Case closed.

Read that.

Where you going?

To see a man about a horse.

A what?

What, are you passing me notes?

- What are we, in sixth grade?
- Open it.

[CHUCKLES]

Wow.

I'm a little, um...

Just tell me which ones
don't make the cut. I...

Seriously, I just threw it
together in between meetings.

Well, is, um...?

Is Camden a boy
or a girl's name?

Either.

Covers our bases if the
kid ever wants to transition.

BABINEAU: Well...

I'm not a "president's last
name for first name" kind of guy,

so Madison and Reagan are out.

Okay.

Hmm. Harper's
nice, Tucker, Finn.

What?

Come on.

Seriously?

Ha-ha. What?

You can't let one Jonathan
ruin a very strong name

with biblical roots.

[CHUCKLES]

Pettimore does not own it.

Besides, he's off your
back now, anyway.

All you need to do is focus on
Hartsfield and our growing family.

- I like the sound of that.
- Mm-hm.

How is the star patient, anyway?

There's been no change
since he came out of his coma,

but I'm optimistic.

Why?

You know these Beijing types,
"return on our investment," all that.

Yeah, well, you tell him,
Rome wasn't built in a day.

No, but modern
Shanghai sort of was.

- Shit. I gotta shower.
- Mm.

- What about Daschel?
- Daschel?

Are you kidding?
"Dash" is so cute.

Sadie? Sadie McDonald?

Yeah. I saw something
glinting in her hand.

She's a lamb.

Maggie, I know when
someone's approaching me

with malevolent
intent, believe me.

So this glinting thing
you saw, where did it go?

I don't know. I
lost sight of it.

Thankfully, not in me. Let's
see if we can find out, would we?

Come on. Let's take a look.

[MAGGIE SIGHS]

My point.

Just wait a second.

SADIE: Didn't mean
to scare you off.

BILL: You didn't scare me.

I thought I told you to
stay at the nurses' station!

[♪♪♪]

It'd be like someone telling you
Mother Teresa collected machine guns.

That ju... It does not track.

Not even a little.

Let's get you out of here before
Babineau comes back and I get fired.

You're lucky Hartsfield's
out getting trached.

Sadie still here?

No, she worked a swing shift.
She's probably home in bed.

Where's home?

[SIGHS]

Give me that before
you hurt yourself.

I'll write the address down.

Where have you been?

Out and about.

Okay, but could you
be more specific?

Suppose I could.

I was shopping for
a new suppository.

So many exciting choices.

It's a delight just to
flip through the catalog.

I've been test-driving
the merchandise as well.

I mean, the whole
morning just flew by.

You're trying to gain dominion
over me by proffering a vulgar visual.

[SIGHS]

So that guy that you
talked to the other day,

the one who saw De
La Cruz at the campsite,

did you, um, happen
to get his name?

I did, yeah.

You know, I must
have left it at home.

I was kind of hoping that you and I
could focus on something else today.

- Something with a little more teeth.
- I'd rather collect the bounty.

Holly, you understand that if
we apprehend this gentleman,

he could be killed by
some very bad people?

Leaving his two boys
behind for the state to raise.

Did you let De La Cruz go?

[SIGHS]

You did, didn't you?

The people we're chasing,
they're barely scraping by.

That's irrelevant.

- Not to me.
- You lied to me.

About De La Cruz, about Brady.

Yeah, I know that he's out
of his coma. Jerome told me.

- Means you lied to me twice in a short...
- Because I find your position

on the issue unreasonable!

These cases that
you're taking on,

they've become harder and
harder for me to stomach, all right?

The lady whose
vehicle we repossessed,

there was a baby's car seat
in the back, for fuck's sake!

But...

Look, a person who
puts in a hard day's work,

at the end of the day, they
want it to count for something.

Is this what you want your
days to count for? Really?

Well, the only thing that
seems to count to you

is Brady Hartsfield.

He's not the only thing,
but he matters, yes.

Preying on innocent people
down on their luck, it doesn't.

It's horseshit!

I make no apologies
for saying it.

I hear your
arguments. Okay? I do.

And when you put them that colorfully,
I see that they are deeply felt.

That being said...

I am an equal partner.

I need to be treated like one.

Fair enough.

Good.

Speaking of partners,

I'm in need of one right
now, if you'll help me.

Let's go.

Oh. Yeah. Okay.

Who's paying us for this?

BILL: No one.

I'd like to take this
opportunity to mention

that I could be back
at the office right now

maximizing my time
on a paying case.

And instead, we're
sitting outside a house

of someone whose
name I don't even know.

Her name is Sadie McDonald.

She lives here with her mother.

She's also a nurse at Mercy Gen.

I believe she tried to stab
me with a scalpel last night

when I was visiting Brady.

I did not expect that.

- Heads up. SADIE:
You're saying it's too much?

MATTHEW: I'm saying it's a lot.

SADIE: Of course it's a
lot. MATTHEW: To take.

- To take? Okay.
- Yes, to take.

Yeah. All right.

- Sadie. Where are you going?
- To work, Matthew.

Sadie.

Sadie, come on!

- Wheels up.
- What?

- Start the fucking car.
- Oh.

Sorry. Okay.

I'm... I am. Okay.

[BOTH LAUGH]

- Ta-da.
- Ta-da. Heh.

You heard a rumor he's barely
awake, and you ran out and did that.

I mean, I've been
talking about it for a while.

Yeah. I...

I thought you were kidding.

Yeah. I wasn't kidding.

I mean, I showed you sketches.

What's your shrink say about it?

Whoa, what the fuck does
that have to do with anything?

What?

I know you haven't been going.

Do you follow me?

Wow.

That is some girlfriend.

I'm trying to be.

Lou, I love you, but you're
making this really hard.

You don't see your
therapist. You sleep till noon.

I do your laundry.

I need to see
Brady face-to-face.

That is a bad idea.

I need to show
him that I survived.

And that is the only
way that I can move on.

[SIGHS]

Go see your therapist.

If she says go, I won't
stand in your way.

BILL: Okay, I'm going in.

When she comes out,
follow two cars behind.

Don't lose her at the
lights. I'll get a cab back.

Wait. Wait. You're leaving me?

You'll be fine. Just
don't get made.

Okay.

I won't get made.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC
PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]

- How much?
- Twenty dollars.

Oh. Go? Okay.

May I help you, sir?

Are these all St.
Anne medallions?

You know your saints.

She's pretty popular.

Oh, among women more than men.

Oh, why's that?

Because men can't get pregnant.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Where are you now?

She stopped at an herbalist
chiropractor acupuncturist.

- Which one?
HOLLY: It's all three.

At least according
to Dr. Chen's sign.

- Oh, wait. She's coming out.
- What's she doing?

Oh, she's looking at me.

And then another way.

Now back at me again.

Oh, fuck. She made you.

Wait, she did? Wait, how?

You probably hung too
close in traffic or something.

Listen, just let her
get going, all right.

You go in and find out what
you can about the doctor.

I'll meet you
back at the office.

Do you understand what I
mean when I say the pain is old?

Which pain?

Like the first thrust, when the
knife found my small intestines

or the second one
that nicked my kidneys

or the third one that
pierced my spleen?

The pain you've been
feeling your whole life.

Um...

Okay.

On a scale of 1 to 10, being
stabbed by Brady Hartsfield

is like a 600,000,

and my boo-hoo childhood
complaints come in at about a 3.

No one is dismissing the horror
of what Brady Hartsfield did to you.

No one, least of all me.

You have made so much progress

since you started
coming in here to see me.

Progress?

I'm a fucking disaster zone.

You have traumas going
back to your childhood

that you haven't
even begun to unpack.

If you confront Brady to
address traumas that predate him,

you could suffer a
significant setback,

potentially even some
sort of breakdown.

Mm.

Fuck off.

If you confront Brady Hartsfield

without a full understanding
of the dynamics in play,

he could finish the job he
started on you and Edmund Mills.

You think you can help me?

If you let me.

- I won't.
- Why?

Because...

I'm not worth it.

Yes, you are.

Not until I take my
life back from Brady.

Until then, I'm nothing.

What are you doing here?

Nice to see you too.

Well, I just needed
a little IT help.

Yeah, you guys have some
bugs in your accounting system,

- so I figured I'd help.
- Uh-huh.

Well, your father will have
my balls in a nutcracker

if he thinks I'm employing you.

So make it quick.

Another vulgar
visual. Thank you.

I'm finishing up now, so...

Anything on the doctor?

Yes. He specializes in homeopathic
and non-Western treatment for epilepsy.

Epilepsy. Sadie's an epileptic?

Well, that's what he treats,
and that's where she goes.

I mean, he treats
people who wanna get off

their conventional
medication for antiseizures.

Oh, and get this.

One of the risks of going off
your meds is a chaotic state,

or possibly a psychotic state,

which would explain why
she picked up the scalpel.

Okay, good.

Excellent, Holly.

Thank you.

But the day isn't over yet.

Sadie's back at her
boyfriend's house.

So this time, you need
to tail me. Let's go.

Oh, wait. I'm gonna go
to the bathroom real quick.

Hey, I'll e-mail you
the rest from home.

Okay.

So, what's wrong with Harvard?

[SIGHS]

Hmm...

Just... I don't know.

Not what I expected.

You know?

Yeah, sure.

You've never lived away
from home, different city.

It's a whole different world where
most of these people come from.

Like, they speak a
different language.

Some secret code.

Yeah.

I remember when I
was about your age,

I dated this girl from
Sugar Heights, right?

Ah, she was a brilliant
girl. She was really very fun.

[CHUCKLES]

We had a fine time of it, but...

every time I went
over to her place,

I was afraid I'd
break something.

Like...

she'd take me out to dinner
to the club or something.

It was like I always seemed
to use the wrong utensil

or knock over a glass
of water or something.

I didn't live in that
world, you know?

I didn't belong.

But, like, she never made
me feel that I didn't belong.

I made me feel that way.

In the end...

we broke up.

And it gets lonely.

It'll get less so.

It will.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

- Hello? BILL: Hello.

Yeah. Hi.

You don't park in front of the
house of the person you're surveilling.

Where are you? I don't...

If you find me, you'll see
how it's done, grasshopper.

Grass-what?

Just look.

- Oh. There you are.
- Yeah. And move.

Yeah, I am.

I'm sorry. I'm just...

not very good at this.

This... Okay.

Just drive past me here.

Keep going.

Hi.

All right, make a
three-point turn.

Park in behind me.

A three-point turn?

Just... A U-turn, whatever.

- I feel quite incompetent.
- Okay.

No reason for you
to feel that way.

How can you know
what you don't know?

I know. On the way
here, I nearly lost you.

If I counted
correctly, 13 times.

Well, you know, field
work was never your forte,

but it's important
that you learn.

Why now?

So you know how to do it.

I know, but won't you
just be in the field?

Well, just in case
I'm sick or I can't.

- Well, why can't you if you're not sick?
- I... All I'm saying

- is it's important to be prepared.
- Wait. Are you sick?

- No, I'm not sick.
- Okay.

Now, listen, I'm gonna take your
car, and you sit in mine, okay?

Okay. Right. Because
my car was made?

- Exactly. Good.
- Okay.

Well done. That's it.

Now, just note
where I am, right?

Up the street with plenty
of things to take the eye

between me and
her house, all right?

Now, where is Sadie's car?

- In relation to the house.
HOLLY: Just north of it...

- South of it.
- Right.

- South of it, right. Where's mine?
- Yes.

- North of it.
- That's right.

So it means when she
walks out of the house,

she will naturally look
left rather than right, okay,

further minimizing the
chances of her seeing me.

- Well, in this case, you.
- Wait. Why am I doing this?

You're gonna put
her to sleep, okay?

It seems pretty clear she's
gonna sleep at her boyfriend's

- this evening.
- Wait. Why can't I...?

How can I possibly
put her to sleep

when your car is parked
like half a block away?

- No, no, that's a euphemism.
- Oh.

- Euphemism. It's a euphemism. Okay?
- What's...?

So I need to know if she moves within,
say, the next few hours, that's all.

Okay, so I'm just supposed
to sit in your car and just wait...

- Until she goes to sleep. That's right.
- Okay. And where will you be?

I got... I got
things to tend to.

You've been doing
a lot of that lately.

- Yeah, just watch the house, would you?
- Yes.

- Is the key in here?
- Yes.

Can I help you?

Are you the homeowner?

Yeah.

And I have a license to carry.

Uh... I'm William Hodges.
I'm a private investigator.

Can I see a badge? Or a card?

Yes, of course.
Sure, yeah, yeah.

I'm investigating some
malpractice at Mercy General.

I was wondering, could I
speak with your daughter?

- Is my daughter involved?
- No, no.

I just wanna ask
her a few questions.

Who are you working
for? The hospital?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Calling the police.

Fuck it.

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Dr. Aaron to Oncology.

Dr. Aaron to Oncology.

Dr. Leonard, dial 6454.

[MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]

Everybody told me I
shouldn't come see you.

But I had to.

I had to come and look you...

I had to look you in your
shitty, little cloudy eye.

You're nothing.

[♪♪♪]

[SCREAMING]

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

[SHUSHING]

[GASPS THEN SCREAMS]

Oh! Fuck!

- Fuck.
- It's a dream. Hey, it's okay.

[SIGHS]

It's just a dream.
Go back to sleep.

[PANTING]

Go back to sleep. It's a dream.

[HUBCAP SCRAPES]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[SIGHS]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[SIGHS]

Hi.

Hiya.

Um...

What's up?

I, uh...

Just dropping by?

Yeah.

Uh...

Okay, yeah, sure. Yeah,
yeah. By all means. Okay.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Tough day at work, honey?

A woman and her daughter are...

Well, they seem quite
perturbed with me.

Mm-hm. For no
good reason, I'm sure.

Well, the mother I get.

The daughter is
a head-scratcher.

You didn't brace her with
your refreshing level of candor?

- No.
- Charm her

- with your serene temperament?
- No.

- Serve her papers?
- No.

- Chase her down for an old warrant?
- No, no, no.

- Speak crossly to her?
- Uh, no.

Well, this is baffling.

So, uh... So is this.

Old times.

No. Ha-ha. No.

Old times would be you

carrying the toxic cloud of
a failed case into the house

and refusing to talk about it.

And then drinking
right through dinner.

[SIGHS]

Is that what this feels like?

No. No, I...

I honestly don't know
what this feels like.

What, um...?

What are you doing here, Bill?

I miss you.

Got to the end of
watch, as we used to say,

and I just couldn't think of
anybody else I wanted to see.

[DONNA CHUCKLES]

What are we doing?

You know, you, uh...

You misread the situation
at the bar so spectacularly.

- Did I?
- Yeah.

- Yeah. Ugh.
- Well, you agreed to the drink.

And you sent me the
photo after the funeral.

- It was of Pete.
- Right. Yeah.

Just because I'm
heading into me dotage

doesn't mean I've forgotten
what flirting looks like.

Might not be dotage.

Might just be alcohol.

- I'm not drunk.
- Mm?

- Nope.
- Mm.

Mildly buzzed.

I did have a couple
before I came over. You?

No, I'm not drunk.

Mildly buzzed.

[CHUCKLES]

My turn.

What are we doing?

I don't fucking know.

[SIGHS]

Maybe it's because...

I got divorced for
the second time.

Maybe it's because...

I have a shaky
relationship with our kid.

Maybe it's because I don't know
if I'm gonna make partner or not.

Maybe I don't care.

I mean, this is
the sum of my life.

Sitting across
from you yesterday,

from somebody I didn't
have to explain myself to,

somebody who
knows me, just felt...

Felt good.

I can work with that.

[♪♪♪]

♪ Fire truck, fire truck ♪

Nibbles?

♪ I wanna ride on a fire truck ♪

Come on.

♪ Fire truck, fire truck ♪

♪ I wanna ride on a fire truck ♪

Time to finish what
you've started, big brother.

I know.

Let's burn it all down.

Yeah?

Let's burn it all down!

♪ Put on my boots ♪

♪ I'm gonna slide down
the pole Whee! ♪♪

DONNA: Hmm.

I did not see this
morning coming.

[LAUGHS]

[BOTH LAUGH]

That was a lovely one, though.

So who are these women?

Huh?

These women who
took such a shine to you?

- Oh.
- Yeah?

Case you're working on?

It's...

One of them is no big deal.

The other is...

It's...

Just spit it out. Come on.

She's a nurse.

When I was by the
hospital the other night,

I'm pretty sure she was
planning to cut my throat.

But she was interrupted.

You don't know her?

No. I mean, I've seen her
a few times at the hospital,

nodded to her once
or twice, but that's it.

What kind of nurse is she?

One of Brady Hartsfield's.

Hey.

It follows you, you know?

The darkness.

Come on.

Didn't take long
for this greatest hits

- to be put back on the turntable, did it?
- It does. It does.

It's like you pull in violence
and hurt and the dark.

Well, I'm not trying to.

I'm trying to limit
the damage it does.

Hey. Listen.

I'm not judging
you. I'm not. Listen.

Hear me, okay?

I love that you're
talking to me.

I love that you're sharing.

I'm gonna go.

It's all feeling like
yesteryear lately.

DONNA: Oh, gosh.

You could just
turn your back on it.

What?

DONNA: Just walk away.

Don't go near this nurse
or these other women.

Stay away from Brady Hartsfield.

[TOILET FLUSHING]

Just choose the sun.

That's it?

People got killed,
and I get a suntan.

This nurse could be
dangerous, you know.

To who?

To her patients,
to herself, to me.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay, all right. Okay. Well...

Uh, how about after you save the
day, you actually enjoy some of it?

What do you mean?

Like take a trip.

A trip?

- Where?
- I don't know.

Anywhere. You're retired.

[CELL PHONE CHIMES]

A trip?

[CELL PHONE CHIMES]

You need to get that?

Where would we take a trip?

We?

I didn't say "we." Ha-ha.

Why not?

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Hey. What's the news?

Mmm. She just
finished going for a run.

She mailed some letters
and took out the trash.

It's been riveting.

Sit on her till she goes to work.
We'll switch cars at the hospital.

Wait. Doesn't she
work the night shift?

Well, you're a quick study.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah. I, uh...

It's gotten the
better of me up here.

I'm getting headaches
from the stress.

Go wash the superstar.

Do I have to?

Yeah.

Till you transfer
out, it's your job.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah, I'm at work.

Yes, I put the transfer request.

Okay, yeah. I have... Gotta go.

Matthew, I have to go.

Come on, Sadie. You can do this.

[♪♪♪]

SADIE: Same feeling again.

I used to love this job.

Transfer out.

Transferring?

How fucking dare you!

Fine! Fine!

Fine!

You're a liability, anyway.

And we're back.

How about we have some
fun before you leave, huh?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WHISTLING]

BRADY: Take me to the sweeties.

[WHISTLING]

Oh, Mr. Conlan,
one of the lucky ones.

Opiates on the reg.

God bless America.

Mr. Conlan.

Let's get you your opiates.

[LOCK DISENGAGES]

[♪♪♪]

BRADY: You know what?

Let's take two, why don't we?

[BEEPS]

[LOCK DISENGAGES]

[IN SINGSONG VOICE] Mr. Conlan.

I know.

Time for your daily fix.

[SHUSHING]

I know you don't
feel good, do you?

Is that better?

That's better. Right?

How would you
like to feel better...?

Better than better, Mr. Conlan?

I'll give you an extra treat.

How about we make you feel...

Nothing at all?

Molly Jenkins' bedpan is clean,

and I'm hoping it's because
we changed it because if we...

What are you doing?

Sadie, he only
gets 4 milligrams.

[CHUCKLES]

Right. Right.

Right. Right. Duh.

I'll go check on Molly.

I'll go check on Molly.

Sadie, give me the vial.

Loosen up, saggie.

You need a cigarette.
Time for your break, isn't it?

- I'll put the...
- dosage back myself.

It's my ID code.

RECEPTIONIST: Nurses'
station. Yes, ma'am.

One moment, please.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

You were right.

Sadie's not okay.

Do tell.

The amount of morphine she
just tried to pump into old Conlan

could kill a rhinoceros.

She's still got
one of the vials.

Where are you?

I'm downstairs. I'm
in the parking lot.

Is she still on the floor?

Not that I can tell.

- I'll meet you at my spot in five.
- Great.

Come to papa.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[♪♪♪]

Mow that bitch
down, motherfucker!

[IMITATES ENGINE REVVING]

[KNOCKS ON WINDOW]

Pull up slowly into the parking
bay and get out of the car, slowly.

[SIGHS]

Delighted to.

That'll do.

Step out of the car, please.

What were you doing?

- I was on a...
- break.

In the middle of the road?

Yeah. What do you do on yours?

I don't take breaks. I'm
retired, as it happens.

- So you're impersonating...
- a police officer?

I claim nothing.

You flashed your gun at me.

No, I flashed nothing. I
need to see in your car.

- Why?
- Because...

Give me a fucking cigarette.

Because I have a mind

that you've stolen medicine
from this particular hospital,

- and I need to check it out, okay?
- What, are you high?

Give me a fucking light.

I don't know you. Why the
fuck would I let you in my car?

Okay. I can get a warrant.

You're retired.

BILL: I have friends.

Yeah? I got a rape whistle.

You have a what?

A rape whistle!

- Yeah?
- Mm-hm. Yeah.

When I blow it, security's
gonna blaze around that corner,

and I'm gonna tell them
you intended to rape me.

It'll never hold up in court.

Just has to make a lot of
noise in the here and now.

Really?

What are you doing with that?

I told you I was gonna
fucking put it back.

I've never seen her like that.

First, you apply for
your fucking transfer,

and now Fatty Hodges
is sniffing around.

You know what you are,
Sadie? You're a fucking burden.

Yeah. You're a dead weight.

That is not Sadie McDonald.

[SIGHS]

All evidence to the contrary.

Why would you let that
guy fucking close to us?

Are you retarded?

Are you retarded?

Fucking retarded, Sadie?

[♪♪♪]

She collects Hummels.

She blogs about Furbies.
She loves Coldplay.

Come on, Maggie. Fuck's sake.

Plenty of bad people blog.

She's not a bad person, Bill.

Well, who was that, then?

You know what?

Why don't we get some air?

You might like that idea.

You know, get out of here...

feel the breeze on our faces.

Do you like that, Sadie?

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

Oh. Oh. Someone's angry.

Lover's tiff?

I thought... I thought love was
supposed to make the world go round.

Is that your experience, Sadie?

Did you make him happy?

Did he make you happy?

[DOOR CLOSES]

No.

Because you're not
fucking good enough, Sadie.

You're not worth it.

And why would you think that
would change with anyone?

Love isn't what you
thought it would be.

Is it, Sadie?

It's a lot to take.

Could she be on something?

- No. No.
- Huh?

Sadie would never do drugs. She's
a health-food nut. No, she wouldn't.

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

It makes no sense.

Love is a prison.

Death...

Death is liberation.

Freedom.

No more...

pain.

No more feeling.

No more failure.

Just freedom.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]

[♪♪♪]