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- 'Oh!'
- 'Hey!'

We shouldn't
even be out.

She's convinced,
planes are going to fall out

of the sky at midnight.

'I read the papers.'

Come on, we've
got 15 minutes left.

I don't have a resolution.
I'm very happy with my life.

Guys, we'll have exactly one

millennium New Years
in our lives.

A clean slate.

Okay, um..

...to stop talking about
my catering business

and actually start it.

Excellent.

Jill?

Get Mel to stop gambling.

Good luck with that.

Mel?

Start a family.

Kids and all.

'Wow.'

That leaves you, baby.

To make Gary, the starting
goalie at Whitman next year.

Your resolution is
supposed to be about you.

Uh, forget me.

This is the century
my boy becomes a man.

To the new century.

And a brand new start.

'Here here.'

'Ten, nine, eight, seven, six'

'five, four, three..'

'Hi, Gil.'

This is Lilly Rush.

The lady I was
telling you about.

Hi, Tami.
How are you doing?

Great. Good.

Terrible, actually.

Tami's four years sober.
She got her chip tonight.

That doesn't
sound terrible to me.

It doesn't change
what I did.

Which was what?

Four years ago
I had hit rock bottom.

It was New Year's Eve,
the millennium.

You know, party
like it's 1999.

So you did?

And that night
I hit someone..

...with my car.

'She can't tell
you more than that.'

Tami's what they
call a blackout drunk.

But I saw on
the news the next day.

A man named Greg Cardiff
was killed that night.

A hit and run.

I never came forward until now.

What makes you think you
did it if you can't remember?

It happened in Bella Vista.

Where I was bar
hopping that night.

After about 10:30, I'm blank
until the next day.

Find any damage to your car?

A dent on the hood.

A broken headlight...and blood.

I think I mowed that
poor man down that night

and then just drove away.

Greg Cardiff, 39, first
murder of the millennium.

Tami's right.

This was the only unsolved

auto-ped the first half of 2000.

Hit at the corner of 5th
and Christian in Bella Vista.

Pronounced at midnight.

Happy friggin' New Year.

Had a wife and a
14 year old son.

Any witnesses?

30 neighborhood surveys.

Nobody saw or heard nothing.

- Probably all hung over.
- 'Be worth going back.'

Re-interviewing.

Looks like they only talked
to 29 of the 30 neighbors.

This last one, Russell Brinkley
didn't respond to phone calls

or cards left at the door.

Maybe out of town?
Holiday travel.

Not a holiday now.

Your friend still got her car?

Maybe we can match the damage
to these crime scene photos.

Nah, she hid it
in a garage for a year

then junked it in Wilmington.

- But she gave us a picture.
- Hmm.

Let's take it around.

Maybe somebody will
recognize her or the car.

Bella Vista is
a tight neighborhood.

Before we start
knocking on doors

we better tell the widow
we're looking back.

- Anything I can do?
- You're doing a lot.

Bringing us Tami.

Some AA buddy I am, huh?

Convincing her to come forward
could land her in prison.

Mom.

'It's cops.'

Detectives Rush and Valens.

- What's wrong? What happened?
- 'Nothing's wrong.'

- We're here about Greg.
- What about him?

We may have a new direction
on the hit and run.

Gary, maybe you should..

I'm okay.

Can we show you a picture?

Oh, um. I'm sorry. I..

The last four years
have been..

She cried for the first three.

Still wear your
wedding band, huh?

Uh, no, actually, I just got
remarried a few months ago.

Congratulations.

But I'll do
whatever I can to help.

Do you recognize her?

Maybe from the bar that night?

No, she doesn't look
familiar but the Jeep does.

Greg wasn't feeling well that
night so I walked him out.

Let me go back and get
Mel and Jill. We'll drive you.

I've got to play hockey
with Gary tomorrow.

Not feeling like this.

I think I feel better.
I just gotta walk.

- Get some air.
- I'll go with you.

No, I want you to go
back in and celebrate

the millennium with
Jill and Mel.

I'll meet you at home.

I'll be there by 12:30.

Hey.

See you next century.

If only I had gone with him.

Mom, how could you know?

So the Jeep was outside
the bar just before midnight?

If not that one,
one just like it.

What position do you play?

Goalie.

He made varsity in ninth grade.

What? Is this guy deaf?

Same guy who avoided
talking to the cops

first time around.

Come on, Brinkley! Open up!

- He's in there.
- 'Philadelphia PD.'

We just saw you get the mail.
Answer this door.

I'll check around back.

'I'm not leaving
until you open this door!'

- Hi, there.
- Oh, crap.

Pretty much.

I didn't see anything.

This guy saw something, boss.

Something like Tami
running over Greg Cardiff?

Whatever it was,
he don't wanna tell.

Unresponsive four years back.

Tried to ditch
Vera and Jeffries today.

Homebody like him, he probably
wasn't out New Year's Eve.

Let me guess where you were.

Here.

How'd it go with Greg's widow?

She saw a red Jeep
outside the bar that night.

Red Jeep, like Tami drove.

I was hoping things
wouldn't point to her.

Tsk. She's a nice lady.

Nice or not, no one
gets a free murder.

Vera says this
Russell's got demophobia.

- Fear of?
- Crowds.

So crowd him.

I told you I mind
my own business.

- Mind if we join?
- More the merrier.

Russell here, he's got
a big picture window

overlooking the street
where Greg got hit.

Doesn't mean
I saw anything.

Detective Valens.
How are you doing?

Is there a bigger room?

Tsk. This is the only one open.

Open is not what I'd call it.

It is kind of small, isn't it?

Cozy.

Even if I saw something..

...I wouldn't
wanna get involved.

Why not?

It was four years ago.

You wouldn't be able
to make charges stick.

Actually our batting average

is pretty good, Russell.

And I gotta live
in my neighborhood.

So it was a neighbor?

A neighbor you're afraid of?

- I didn't say that.
- Russell.

I'm appealing
to your decency here.

I think you're
a decent person.

What did you see that night?

Something... I wish I hadn't.

'You're sure it was
a brown Continental?'

Positive.

Everyone in Bella Vista
knew that car.

You saw it coming,
you went the other way.

You know the owner?

This jerk named John Butler.

You scared of Butler?

That make me less of a man?

Tell us about him.

He's a rotten guy, mean.

Makes life hell for
everyone who lives there.

He killed Harriet.

Who's Harriet?

My poodle.

Butler sicced
his pit-bull on her

because she chewed
up his newspaper.

She was a puppy.

'Are you sure he hit Greg?'

Probably on purpose, too.

Oh, this guy's gonna kill me.

We'll protect you, Russell.

I read crime novels.

You can't do nothing.

I'm getting out of town,
you guys need me..

...I'll be at my mom's
in Pittsburgh.

'So, where were you
January 1st, 2000?'

Uh, at Elisa's grandma's..

...scarfin' the brunch
of the ages.

What do you mean?

Uh, she was
one of them kooks

thought the world
was gonna stop spinning.

Stockpiled hams,
potatoes, eggs

enough to last
40 days and nights.

You've been with her
a while then, huh? Elisa?

Huh, kids when we met.

You don't believe in
making it official?

It's complicated.

Like you and Kite, right?

I guess.

She do something
you can't forgive?

Nah.

She, uh...she got sick.

She..

...she went to
the puzzle house for a while.

That bad, huh?

Remember that kid, uh,
Barry, on the Richardson job

'heard the voices
in the closet?'

Yeah.

Like him.

I-I hear the meds
really help..

...with that.

Yeah. She's having
a good run now.

Thanks.

For telling me, Scotty.

This is it.

'Hmm.'

- Should've brought your coat.
- Yeah.

Want mine?

Wouldn't make you
less of a man.

I'd rather freeze now.

We're looking
for John Butler.

Thanks.

Are you Butler?

- Depends who's asking.
- I am.

I didn't do
nothin' to no one.

Now, why is that
so hard to believe?

You a cop, too?

Gotta admire
a piece with a piece.

Maybe when we're done here,
I could buy you a steak.

Vegetarian.

John, you remember a guy
from the neighborhood

named Greg Cardiff?

Knew him...till someone
turned him into roadkill.

You have a personal
relationship with Greg?

We didn't travel
in the same circles.

'Cause we have a witness
who saw you run him down.

Me?

We're just trying to figure

if this was
an accident or a murder.

Hey, ho. Whoever said
that is full of it.

I didn't hit no one.

Well, you were arrested

for drunk driving in '86.

- Then again in '91.
- So?

Not a big stretch you'd be out
drunk driving New Year's Eve.

All three counts
of assault and battery

public nuisance complaints.

We even heard you turned
your pit bull loose

'on a poor little dog.'

That mutt was
a yappy little bitch.

I did the neighborhood a favor.

Yeah, well, we're gonna do
the neighborhood a favor now.

Bring you in,
impound your car.

I don't even have
that car no more.

Matter of fact, I didn't have it

that New Year's, neither.

- Convenient.
- Happens to be true.

Got stolen that night.

- Hey. You've got to pay first.
- Three bucks a gallon?

Look, there might not
be any gas tomorrow.

I was here last week.
It was a buck and a quarter.

It-it's the owner, okay?

- He says this Y2
- K thing's got

people willing to pay big.

That's price gouging.

Y-You got to talk to the owner.

Hey, I been filling up
here since before

you could get a woody, kid.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?
It's not up to me.

- I'm sorry.
- Turn the pump on.

'Turn that pump on!'

Turn your pump on!

You report your car stolen?

That night, they found it

stripped in Jersey
two days later.

Check for yourself.

Will do.

Call me about that steak.

'John Butler?'

Everyone knows him
and hates him.

Did Greg know him, too?

Unfortunately.

In fact, he saw him
that afternoon.

Butler confronted us
at the market.

- I was with Greg.
- This is my husband, Mel.

- Mel Davis.
- Hey.

Good friend of Greg's
at college.

'We were all together'

that New Year's Eve.

The-the three of you?

Jill, Mel's ex-wife,
was also there.

And you two
are married now.

We know. It's weird.

'Gary tells us all the time.'

Mel was really good
to Gary and me

after we lost Greg.

And, uh, Jill left me
that year for greener pastures.

Namely, a cardiologist.

Four years later,
hereweare.

Nice...for both of you.

I told Mel you were
asking about a red Jeep.

We got new information now.

Points to Butler.

Butler drove a...
uh, Continental.

Tell us about
seeing him that day.

Well, Greg and I
went on a beer run

and, uh, Butler was waiting
for us in the parking lot.

So who do you like,
Minnesota or Oregon?

Oregon's not even ranked.

Gophers are gonna
destroy them.

'Hey, Cardiff!'

- You scratched my car.
- What?

Door of your fag-mobile
nicked my door.

Are you kidding?

Was I talking to you?

I don't think I even
touched it, John.

Saw it with my own eyes.

I'm real sorry if I did.

- That don't cut it.
- 'Hey, idiot.'

Look at your car,
look at Greg's.

Now, you tell me, who should
be worried about scratches?

Mel, it's not worth it.

Do you want to talk
to me like that?

I'll drop both
of you right here!

Whoa, whoa! John.

I apologize, John.

'Won't happen again.'

Happy New Year, okay?

Moron.

So Butler was looking
for a fight.

Well, I got to admit,
I egged him on.

You think he hit Greg that night
on purpose to get back at him?

If he did, we'll find out.

Thought you didn't have
a beef with Greg Cardiff, John.

I didn't.

You had a run-in
with him the day he died

bitched him out
for dinging your car.

That was nothing.

Greg and his pal
called you an idiot.

A moron, and you don't
seem like the type

'just looks away.'

I told you, my car was stolen

before Cardiff got slammed.

'You made that report
at 1:00 a.m.'

An hour afterGreg was killed.

Plenty of time to ditch
the car, report it missing.

Kid at the station
wouldn't let me use the phone

to call the cops.
I had to walk there.

Yeah, we talked to that kid.

So he'll tell you it was stolen.

He don't wanna tell
nothing to help you John.

No one does.

But a lot of people are willing

to testify againstyou.

Talk about
your poor character.

"We have a 80-year-old oak
tree in our front yard.

While we were at church,
Butler took a chainsaw to it."

That...that thing shed
its leaves onto my lawn.

"Butler ran into my
12-year-old daughter

on her way to school.
Called her a whore."

I said they dressed
her that way.

You gotta remember
how young boys think.

"John asked me out
three or four times.

"I politely declined.

He spray-painted whore
on my front door."

What's your point?

What goes around
comes around.

All these neighbors
are gonna be more than happy

to help put you away.

You had a beef with Greg.

We got an eyewitness puts

your car at the crime scene.

And 40-plus character witnesses

to say this guy's
gotta be guilty.

Look.

I'm not the guy
you really want

but I can help you.

We're listening.

My car wasstolen.

But I had a guy do it for me.

Hired him, you know..

...for the insurance money.

Keep talking.

He must've hit Cardiff
when he was going

to ditch the car in Jersey.

Name?

Trevor McKai.

Lives over in Bridesburg.

You Trevor?

Yeah.

Homicide.

Wanna talk to you about
a hit-and-run a while back.

- Over in Bella Vista.
- Uh-huh.

Happened New Year's Eve
at the Millennium.

Were you over that way?

Hmm. Bella Vista?

Nah, I was out with friends
here in Bridesburg.

We need the names
of those friends.

Mm-mm.

I don't really
know their names.

So..

'...not good friends, then.'

You know, I was just
hanging out with people.

- Partying and whatnot.
- Somebody's house?

'At a bar?'

This bar, maybe?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Forget it, man.

I've been waiting four years
for you guys to show up.

Got something you wanna
get off your chest?

- I could tell you your rights.
- Nah.

I don't need them.

It was me
that hit that guy.

Driving John Butler's
stolen car?

No kidding.

I had no choice.

♪ A scrub is a guy
that thinks he's fly ♪

♪ Always talkin'
about what he wants ♪

♪ And just sits
on his broke ass so no ♪

♪ I don't want
your number no ♪

♪ I don't want to
give you mine ♪

♪ I don't want to
meet you nowhere ♪

♪ No I don't want none
of your time and no ♪

♪ I don't want no scrub ♪

♪ A scrub is a guy that
can't get no love from me ♪

♪ Hanging out
the passenger side ♪

♪ Of his best friend's ride
trying to ♪

What the hell?

Oh, God.

I hit him.

I'm not denying it.

But the man was already down.

That doesn't make
sense, Trevor.

I'm telling you.

That Greg Cardiff

wasn't crossing that street.

He was lying in it.

Guy says Greg was
face down in the street

before he ran him over?

- That's his story.
- Do we believe it?

Well, Trevor's got
reason to lie but

the first report did say
Greg wasn't feeling good.

That's why he
went home early.

What? Heart attack? Aneurysm?

How about sloppy drunk?

- It was New Year's Eve.
- Let's ask the wife.

We didn't have
this new direction

I'd take a hard look
at Susan and Mel.

I was thinking the same thing.

Anyone got a favor coming

from the coroner's office?

I ain't going to the morgue.

The smell of that
place kills me.

Listen to the kitchen bitch.

Being an auto-ped,
probably didn't do

a full tox screen
at autopsy but..

...maybe they saved
some tissue samples.

Well, I'll give 'em a call.

Yeah. Right after you
disinfect the phone.

Greg wasn't drunk
that night, he was sick.

Sick? How?

Well, we didn't know.

It was off and on
for about a month.

But he felt good that day,
until we got to the bar.

What kind of symptoms he have?

Headache. Nausea. Why?

It's possible Greg
collapsed on the street

before he got hit by the car.

From what?

Did he have any kind of

chronic condition?

No. He was a health nut.

He jogged every day.

He played hockey with Gary.

You know, Gary was
sick that day, too.

Same symptoms?

I think so.

Where's Gary now?

Yeah, I was sick, too.

Headache, nausea..

...same as your dad?

What's that have to do
with him getting hit?

His health that night
might have been a factor.

Anything else you remember
about your symptoms?

I think I was seeing
things kind of yellow.

- What do you mean?
- Like..

Like there was a yellow filter
over everything I saw.

So you and your dad share any
of the same foods that day?

Dad ate something
that mom cooked.

And, uh, I had fast food.

How about chips or pretzels
watching the game?

No.

But there was something
else we shared.

Hey, there he is.

Good scrimmage?

Yeah.

'Sorry about this
morning, Gare.'

That's alright.

I'm better today.

How about tomorrow we set up

the net in the driveway?

Yeah, cool.

'Cause your mom loves
when we slam pucks

against the garage.

I do love it, very much.

Anyone need anything?

- No thanks, honey.
- No thanks.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- 'Gary.'

What are doing?
You know better.

Sorry.

You've got a few years
to go there, kid.

Maybe I got sick from drinking
from the same glass.

Maybe.

So Mel and your mom
were both mad

that you touched
that margarita?

I didn't see what
the big deal was.

It was only a sip.

Father and son drink the same
margarita, both fall sick.

Susan and Mel are both there
both could have slipped

something into the drink.

And they take
big pains to stop

the kid from drinking.

Because dad's the target.

Fast forward four years

and the widow
and best friend are married.

Maybe they were
seeing each other

decided to get rid of Greg.

I wanna find Mel's ex

to see if she
suspected an affair.

Visitor.

At least there's
good news for someone.

Why don't you go talk
to Mel, Scotty? Man to man.

'Hi, Tami.'

Thanks for coming in.

You have news?

It wasn't you.

Oh, that's great.

You're sure?

Someone confessed to hitting
Greg Cardiff that night.

And there's an
eyewitness to back the story.

- I confessed.
- To what you thoughtyou did.

What about the blood,
the damage to my car?

Maybe an animal? Maybe you did
hit someone, injured them.

But we only have
homicide records here.

Point is, you didn't
kill anyone.

Uh, did you want it
to be you, Tami?

I quit drinking 'cause
I thought I hit this guy.

That was keeping me
in check. Now I..

Now what?

I really want a gin and tonic.

We're thinking
food poisoning.

And that he just fell
in front of this car?

I've seen stranger things.

Oh, crap.

You okay there, Mel?

Knocks the wind out
of your sails

when you hear
something like that.

He was my best friend.

Yeah.

How'd he get the food poisoning?

Maybe the margarita
he was drinking.

Really.

Gary says he took a sip
of his dad's drink that day

and you kind of
swatted it out of his hand.

I might have.

How come?

He was only 14.

I mean, he's still not
old enough to drink.

Oh, can I..

...ask you an aside here?

Sure.

I ain't judging, believe me.

You and Susan..

...you really take
up after Greg's death?

Yeah.

'Cause I know if I'm you

and I'm looking at her

and she's interested back..

I mean, married or not,
flesh is weak.

Maybe it makes me
a real geek...but no.

I was faithful.

Well, you're a better
man than me.

So, uh, the margaritas..

...you remember who made 'em?

♪ On Sunday morning
of last week ♪

Rolling Rock, huh?

You guys are
really living it up.

Or it reminds us
of our college days.

Oh, wouldn't you
rather have a margarita?

♪ My mind was thugged
all laced and bugged ♪

- Mel?
- Oh, no.

I don't drink tequila.

Ever since Hell Night
freshman year.

Mel did 15 shots in 15 minutes.

I still get sick
thinking about it.

You ended up in Student Health
for three days.

My parents almost
sued the fraternity.

I'm, uh, good with this.

♪ And of course you can't
become if you only say ♪

♪ What you would have done ♪

'So Susan made
the margaritas'

and the margaritas
made Greg sick.

I don't like
what you're suggesting.

- Just adding up the facts.
- Look.

I'll say it again.

There was no..

...love triangle
before Greg died.

Would your ex-wife
back that up?

Sure.

Jill's the one who
left me for another man.

- Know where we can find Jill?
- No.

We're out of touch.

Who was the doctor
she ended up with?

Michael...something.

Jill left you for this guy

'and you never got his name?'

Look, if your wife tells you

that she's screwing another guy

that's really
all you need to know.

'Anything else is just'

salt in the wound.

Found Jill Davis, or at least
her answering machine.

Good, 'cause Mel's
either a great liar

or didn't have nothing
to do with this.

Well, somebody definitely

wanted Greg Cardiff dead.

Get something from the coroners?

No tissue samples but

Greg was an organ donor.

Transplant unit at
Pennsylvania Hospital

had some blood samples stored.

- Lethal levels of digoxin.
- What's that?

Medication used to stabilize
an irregular heart beat.

'And it can be deadly
if you want it to be.'

Overdose symptoms
are nausea, headache

yellow-tinted vision..

Gary's symptoms.

...and fainting.

Maybe why Greg dropped
in the street.

Guess who's
in the emergency room.

Who?

Mel Davis.

Exact same symptoms as Greg.

'We found digoxin'

in his system.

I don't know
what digoxin is.

Prescription drug.

But you use it wrong,
it's just poison.

Well, I've never heard of it.

All that cooking
and catering you do, Susie.

It'd be pretty easy
to slip a few lethal drops

'into dinner every night.'

I have to get to the hospital.

Are you tired of Mel,
is that it?

What?

He was good to you and all

just like Greg.

Maybe you just had
your fill of him.

I love Mel.

You know about black widows?

'They're beautiful,
but deadly.'

Destroy their mates when their

usefulness is over.

I didn't hurt my husband.

Oh, you've gotta be
more specific, Susie.

Which husband do you mean?
The one already dead?

Or the one in the hospital?

If I was unhappy with Mel

why wouldn't I
just get a divorce?

I don't know.

Maybe you just don't
like confrontation.

Yellow-tinted vision?

It's weird, huh?

They're running
a million tests.

Where'd you have your last meal?

Home.

Something Susan made?

So?

Mel, there was a drug
called digoxin

in Greg's system.

'A lethal amount.'

What is that?

A heart medication.

I think they're going to find
that in your system, too.

Your partner's already been
down this road with me.

Susan wouldn't harm me.

And she never
would have hurt Greg.

She adored him.

Maybe she adored you more.

- No.
- 'At least, for a while.'

It was always him.

Greg was Plan A.

I'm just the one
she settled for.

But the fact remains, Mel

you have the same
symptoms as Greg.

You know the name of her
business? "Cardiff Catering."

She still uses his name.

That's how loyal
she is to him.

Hi, boss.

Jill's there?

Go ahead.
I'll be there in ten.

You talking
about my Jill?

Yeah. We tracked her down.

Want me to give her a message?

No.

No message.

Mel always had it bad for Susan.

Even when you
were married to him?

I didn't like to think so
but you know in your gut.

It's the reason
why we broke up.

I thought youleft him
for a cardiologist.

Only because I didn't
feel like waiting

around for the affair.

- Was there an affair?
- No.

Susan would
never leave Greg.

Wasn't until after he died
that Mel saw his opening.

Oh, yeah, two days
after the funeral

he wanted me
to draw up papers.

Hmm. Not too subtle.

No.

So, Jill, you being
married to a heart doctor

you probably know
what digoxin is.

Yeah. I take it.

I met my husband because
of my heart condition.

Hospital confirmed
Mel was poisoned with digoxin.

Just like Greg.

Probably no surprise

to Susie here.

And turns out Mel's ex-wife

has been taking that drug

her whole life.

You think Jill did something?

Jill's over Mel.

She has a new husband.

And she never had
anything against Greg.

But Mel, on the other hand--

Mel had real good access
to digoxin over the years.

Did Mel and Greg eat
a lot of meals together?

'Go out drinking?'

They were best friends.

According to Jill,
Mel had big plans for you

'soon as Greg got
out of the picture.'

Who else could it
have been, Susie?

Oh, no.

You remember something?

I thought he was
just being a friend.

But, even on the day
of the funeral--

Mel was moving in?

I saw a guy get a ticket
on my way to the cemetery

and I just..

...didn't understand.

Understand what?

How the world keeps going?

I mean, how do people
do mundane things

like write up a ticket

when everything
is over?

Hey.

Baby, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

'It's not over.'

You're going to be happy again.

'The three of us'

are all gonna
stick together.

We're all
gonna be happy.

"The three of us"?

When he was still
married to Jill.

But why would Mel
make himselfsick?

'He never thought Greg's'

poisoning would come out.

Knowing it would,
he got desperate.

Tried to set you up, Susie.

Hospital just called.

Mel Davis skipped out.

'Driver, remove the keys
from the ignition.'

'Throw the keys out
of the window.'

'Now!'

Tracked him through
his cell phone.

'He's not responding to orders.'

So what's he doing?

Fugitives don't usually
think before they run.

My guess is,
he's just thinking now.

Can I try?

Mel, this is Detective Rush.

Show us your hands.

Please put your hands
outside the window.

- He got a gun?
- I don't know.

We give him much more time,
maybe we'll find out.

Stay.

Hey, boy. Over there.

Careful.

I get the driver's side.

He's gone.

I'll call the coroner.

Mel wasn't thinking.

He was writing.

What's it say?

"My millennium resolution
was to have a family..

"...kids and all.

"Susan and Gary
were that family.

"But even after Greg was gone

"even though she married me

I was never more than Plan B."

Let's have
our own toast..

...just the guys.

- To 2000.
- The year 2000.

What? What is it?

I don't think Jill and I
are gonna make it.

You serious?

I couldn't say it
in front of her but..

...I'm gonna make
some changes in 2000.

That's...that's my
real resolution.

Marriage is hard work, Mel.

Problem is..

...I got the wrong marriage.

Well, I'm sorry.

Me, too.

Bottom's up.

♪ If I could tell the world
just one thing ♪

♪ It would be that
we're all okay ♪

♪ And not to worry
'cause worry is wasteful ♪

♪ And useless in
times like these ♪

♪ I won't be made useless ♪

♪ I won't be idle
with despair ♪

♪ I will gather myself
around my faith ♪

♪ For light does
the darkness most fear ♪

♪ My hands are small I know ♪

♪ But they're not yours
they are my own ♪

♪ But they're not yours
they are my own ♪

♪ And I am never broken ♪

♪ Poverty stole
your golden shoes ♪

♪ It didn't steal
your laughter ♪

♪ And heartache came
to visit me ♪

♪ But I knew it
wasn't ever after ♪

♪ We'll fight
not out of spite ♪

♪ For someone must
stand up for what's right ♪

♪ 'Cause where there's
a man who has no voice ♪

♪ There ours shall go singing ♪

♪ My hands are small I know ♪

♪ But they're not yours
they are my own ♪

♪ But they're not yours
they are my own ♪

♪ And I am never broken ♪

♪ In the end ♪

♪ Only kindness matters ♪

♪ In the end ♪

♪ Only kindness matters ♪

♪ I will get down on my knees ♪

♪ And I will pray ♪

♪ I will get down
on my knees ♪

♪ And I will pray ♪