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There's a balance between good and evil
in the world.

That balance just shifted
a little more toward good.

You bring good into the world, Del.

What's your hangup with leaving Buell?

I've got no hangups.

I have spent so long
trying to figure out where I belong.

This is the right place for me.

Isaac, listen to me.
Head west, go to that school.

Live your life.

Are we ever gonna see each other again?

- Hey, Frank.
- What do we got going on?

Eh, nothing good.

- Steve.
- Boss. You okay there?

Eh, slept the wrong way.

I'm Detective Fisher.
I'd like to ask you some questions.

- You want to tell me what about?
- Your former partner. Chuck Castellanos.

North City was going to shit.
The squad formed the brotherhood.

I left the force before they could ask me
to repay the debt.

I broke my oath.

For some fucked up reason,
we think we don't deserve good things.

But we do.

I'm done playing by the fucking rules.

I'm gonna take good care of you, Grace.

It's gonna be a good day.

Maybe it will be.

Yeah?

I just wanna make sure
the numbers we're talking about are--

Yes, you're gonna get a chance.

I'm talking six figures,
150, 200 thousand dollars.

You're going to be able to speak first.
You'll be able to make your case.

Whatever each of you wants.

- I'll be doing it.
- I don't doubt that.

What's that supposed to mean?

The numbers you mentioned
are not unreasonable,

but a negotiation takes time.
I want to urge you...

Hello. I think we all know each other.

Sue Herlitz, District Attorney
for Fayette County.

Beau Davis, representing the Commonwealth
and the Bureau of Prisons.

- I'm Mrs...
- Shall we?

The Poe family has retained me
in this lawsuit.

We allege, among other failures
of the state,

an 8th Amendment deliberate indifference
to protection from violence.

And we hope this negotiation
will avert the need for a lengthy trial.

I believe Grace Poe would like to
make a statement on behalf of the family.

Hi, Sue Herlitz, District Attorney.

That's my son, Billy...

who just limped over to his chair.

You might remember him because you
sent him to prison on no good evidence

where he was beaten so viciously,
he ended up in a coma.

Now, he doesn't remember the beating,
thank God.

But just now, four months later,
he's getting out of rehab.

And he may never fully recover.

You're up for re-election next week,
Sue Herlitz, and I know

you want to continue
being District Attorney.

So, unless you want me
driving around Fayette County

with a loudspeaker strapped to my car
reminding everybody

how badly you fucked Billy Poe...

you better be ready to make things right.
I think you understand what that means.

Right on.

Would you like to make a statement?

No.

Thank you for your statement.
In consultation with the Commonwealth,

we are prepared to cover all of Mr. Poe's
medical expenses to date,

as well as his rehabilitation
moving forward for the next six months.

In addition, as compensation for Mr. Poe's
pain and suffering,

we are prepared to offer...

Twenty-eight thousand,
four hundred dollars.

- What?!
- What?!

Say that number to my face.

- You smug, sexless bitch.
- Wait, don't back away.

Stand there like a man
and say that number...

We come in here in good faith...

Don't make me chase you!

- Everybody, please...
- I'll take it.

- Wh-- What?
- Billy. What the fuck?

I'll take it.

If you can write me a check right now,
I'll take it.

No, Billy, no.

Give me five minutes.

Package bomb. Not a huge explosion.

Mostly nails, projectiles.
But the victim's dead.

We're trying to locate the wife,
daughter's at school.

The neighbor saw a delivery truck
pulling away down the street.

Hey, at least you caught a fun one
for your birthday.

Really?

No comment.

Oh, come on, aging's a beautiful process.
It's been good for me,

thanks to my oil-free moisturizer
and my comfortable man-Spanx.

I was gonna say, those undergarment
supports really working for ya.

- You noticed.
- I mean, not in a creepy way, but I do--

Hey. You're talking too much again.
Cynthia, go find the truck.

- You okay?
- Yeah, thanks.

Gimp Nation! The boy is free!

Hey, man.

Come on, tough guy. You can do it.

You could come here and grab my bag.

Why would I do that? It's your bag.

Thanks a lot.

I've seen Blind Side, I've seen Whiplash.

Tough love, man.
It's the only way you'll learn.

That's not what The Blind Side's about.

- Of course it is.
- No.

The basketball one with Gene Hackman.

- No.
- Really?

Hey, Billy, what's going on?

Isaac invited me to stay at his place.

That's sweet, Isaac, but I got a bed
made up for him at the cabin.

Mom, I'm not sharing a bathroom
with you and Harris.

Uh, he's actually not there
that much, so...

Oh, it's the boxing one!
The boxing one with Mark Wahlberg.

- Hey, you know-- Well...
- No, its...

- Be careful.
- Have fun!

Hey, maybe it's better this way.

Is it?

Well, I mean, if Harris
ain't coming around that much,

that might, you know,
leave me a little window to sneak by.

I'm just being selfless.
I'm always thinking of your pleasure

and only your pleasure.

Hey!

Hey, you! Hey, I'm talking to you!

If you ever have kids,
I hope you remember today,

and what you took from my son.

Karma can be a motherfucker, you bi--

- Are you recording me?
- Yes, Grace, I am...

- Fuck you, you stupid fucking bitch!
- Okay, let's not go there. No, no, no.

- Let's not go there. Ssh-ssh...
- Fuck you! Fuck...

You good? Okay.

The victim's name is Liam McKenna.
Still trying to locate the wife,

Professor of Geology at Carnegie Mellon.

- Teaches about rocks?
- Old rocks.

She was out of town at a conference.
We've got uniforms on the truck route.

- The driver is...

Yeah?

Can I get a word with you?

We're seriously gonna do this again?

This guy. We're in the middle
of something important here.

It's out of my hands.

Aren't you the big boss?

Not of him, I'm not.

- Take a seat.
- I wasn't planning on staying long.

Indulge me.

You and Chuck Castellanos were partners.

You really gonna start this way
every time?

I'm methodical.

Obsessive, maniacal.
I might use those words.

You were partners.

No. We liked playing dress-up.

He got a kick out of the plastic badge
and the toy gun.

I liked the 10 hours a day
driving around and the bad pay.

You don't like talking about Chuck.

- I don't like talking to you about Chuck.
- I see.

We've been having the same conversation
for three months.

I come back to Pittsburgh,
where I feel like I--

- You need to take that?
- No.

- You sure?
- Yep.

I want to show you something
we recently discovered.

We combed through all surveillance cameras
within three miles of the diner

from the night Detective Castellanos
shot himself.

They found that shot
from outside a yoga studio.

Do you recognize the man in the car
with Chuck?

It would help if I could see him.

You don't recognize him at all?

I can't see him.

The shape of the man's head,
crew cut? His jawline?

Sorry.

All right, let me ask you
about something else

we've been looking into.

About 12, 13 years ago, before
you left the force the first time around,

you worked a child sexual assault case
against a Catholic school teacher.

- Is that right?
- Yep.

The case was going to trial and then
it all blew up, got dismissed.

Teacher moved away. Remember this?

Uh-huh.

Within that year, that same teacher
was shot in Wisconsin.

I heard about that.

Do you happen to know
if Detective Castellanos

had anything to do with that killing?

Are you fucking kidding me?

No, I'm not.

Look, I can get a judge
to grant you immunity,

if you want to share any information.

I don't want your immunity.

If you're gonna accuse my former partner
of murdering a suspect for me,

more than a decade ago, you'd better
have something nailed the fuck down.

You want to charge me? Charge me.
You want to charge a dead cop. Charge him.

I'm done.

This is your last chance for me
to protect you in all this--

I don't need your protection.

["Can't Let Go"
by Lucinda Williams playing]

♪ I'm like a fish out of water
A cat in a tree ♪

♪ You don't even want to talk to me ♪

♪ Well, it's over
I know it but I can't let go ♪

♪ He won't take me back
When I come around ♪

- Jesus Christ!
- ♪ Says he's sorry then he pulls me out ♪

Hello.

You can get shot coming up
behind someone like that.

I'm trained to protect myself
if anyone turns a firearm on me.

Are you trying to get me
to point a gun at you?

I didn't know you had one.

I live in a cabin in the woods,
mostly by myself,

so yeah, I have a gun,
and it's registered, if you're interested.

I've got a couple of questions,
if you don't mind.

On the night of the murders
in West Virginia,

the ones that included Jackson Berg,
who owned the pharmacy--

I know who Jackson was.

Former Chief Harris
was at the Main Street Bar that night

and his cell phone records show
that he received a call from you.

You have his cell phone records?

- Do you remember calling him?
- Yeah, I do.

- Because the owner of the bar...
- Chloe.

- Yes.
- It's not a big town, Steve.

Chief Park.

Okay.

Well, Chloe told me when
former Chief Harris answered his call,

he said hello to "Steve."

Do you recall that?

I have no idea what the fuck
you're talking about.

What I am sure of is that
former Chief Harris hung up with me

and came home, here, where I was.

I imagine the cell records
would indicate that, yes?

So, are you gonna believe a bartender
in a noisy bar,

or the cell records you apparently have?

Understood.

Is it? Do you understand?

How 'bout this: get the fuck off
of former Chief Harris's property.

- Do you understand that?
- I do.

- And maybe get a new hobby.
- Thank you for your time.

You could try getting laid.
Things not working out at home so well?

Things at home are good.

And what about you?
You say you're mostly alone?

That must be hard.

Go fuck yourself.

You know where to find me
if you want to talk.

Oh, my God, this is so good.

It's good, but it's not that good.

You have no idea what I've been eating
the last three months.

Everyone knows
they use powdered eggs at rehab,

but I swear, they serve powdered meatloaf.

How's your right side doing?

The doctor says there's nothing actually
wrong with my leg and my arm.

It's just my brain that's
sending these erratic signals.

So, I gotta work on it.

Do drills, exercise, build my strength up.

I'll get you there.
I'm gonna get you healthy.

How's Lee doing?

I don't see her much. She's commuting
to this law firm up in Pittsburgh.

Puts in a lot of overtime.

I work most days, then I'm out at night.

Oh, yeah? You, what, dating?

I wouldn't really call it dating.

Hookin' up?

Sure.

Okay. Good for you.

How's that going? Any lucky takers?

End of discussion.

Okay.

You missing your dad at all?

Ah, I'm fine.

Lee's probably blaming herself. I mean,

whatever was going on
between me and Henry,

at least I kept him alive for four years.

And she comes home
and he's dead in a month?

It's gotta give you some kind of complex.

She ever come visit you?

No.

It's all right. She's got a lot going on.

I have to say, this positive attitude
of gratitude

is freaking me out a little bit.

What happened to the morose,
resentful Billy I was friends with?

What did you do to him?

Maybe he died in prison.

Maybe they beat him out of me.

Well, I have-- I have something.

Is that what I think it is?

You've been hanging onto it
all this time?

I don't know, I was waiting for you
to tell me what we do with it.

I'll take care of it.
Just put it all out of your mind.

I got it.

Okay. C'mon.

Stop.

Why does your company have no tracking

for a package you delivered
to the McKenna house?

That house was not on my route today.

- You delivered next door.
- Yes.

And the neighbors saw your truck turn
the corner right as the package exploded.

I don't understand it any better
than you do.

Oh, I understand it.

Somebody made a side deal with you
to deliver a bomb to Mr. McKenna.

- No, I-I-I...
- Who was it?

You tell us now, we question that person,

maybe we find out you didn't know
what was in that package.

I don't know anything about a package.

Otherwise, we have to assume
you knew what you were doing.

I don't know anything.

Come on. What would it cost for you
to deliver a side package, 500?

- I wouldn't.
- A thousand?

A thousand to just deliver a package?
Why not?

I didn't do this, I swear.
I didn't do this.

Hey. You're hard to reach.

Tough case.

Well, things are tough here too.
Billy settled his case for like, $40.

Like he just doesn't give a shit
about himself.

I'm sorry, uh...

And that little terrier that took your job
came around here asking questions

about West Virginia again.

- He'll never get anywhere on that.
- Are you sure?

Yeah. Look, I gotta go.

Wait, when-- Wait. Wait, wait.

Talk to you later.

- You okay?
- Yep. Except for him.

Chief's gonna be pissed.
We need a new lead.

Yep.

Holy...

Nice, right?

How long did it take you
to do all this?

Oh, not so long. Dumpster, some paint...

Biggest time suck was arguing with Lee
about what to keep.

Finally told her whatever
she's keeping goes into Henry's room.

It's a seriously beautiful house.

How'd I never realize that?

And check this out.

Isaac...

I don't, uh...

Thank you.

Uh, thank Lee.
She found most of this stuff.

If it was me, you'd have a futon
on the floor and a One Direction poster.

And you thought football was hard?

I'm gonna kick your ass
till you can walk right.

Whoo!

- Excuse me.
- My bad.

Hey, hey! Brother, what's up?!

He walked right up to the fucking guy,

and he realizes...
Oh, that kind of lube.

- I swear. I shit you not!
- Oh, my God!

She was a terrific partner,
then this guy came back. Thank you.

The thing you gotta get used to
with Angela,

is letting her play bad cop,
basically, all the time.

I tried to play bad cop once
in interrogation,

she tackled me,
handcuffed me to the radiator,

and her and the perp,
they started grilling me!

- Stop!
- Never happened.

She is the tough guy.
A very beautiful tough guy.

Happy birthday.

She is the most patient, loyal mentor
you could possibly ask for.

She's been a best friend,
a big sister, a--

- A grandmother.
- Shut your trap!

Sorry about him. It's basically
like living with a stray animal.

Where was I? Girlfriend. And a therapist,
which I need, like, all the time.

- ♪ Happy birthday to you... ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Angela ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear Angela ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

I'm out.

Don't have too many of those,
we got an early start tomorrow.

Nah, this is only my second of the night.
After this, I'm gone.

Happy birthday, partner.
You really don't look 50.

I'm 47, thank you.

That's what I meant. I mean,
no one would mistake you for...

Okay. This has been confidence-building.
I'm glad I stopped by.

Who celebrates their 47th birthday
like this?

These guys, it's any excuse to drink.
It basically has nothing to do with me.

Get yourself home safe.

I will. See you tomorrow.

Del... Hey.

Join us.

Which one of you told me she was 50?

- Thanks a lot, Vic. Fuck.

Don't ever--
Don't ever pay attention to this schmuck.

So, how's it going with Angela?

I like her. You know, smart, no bullshit,
tough, like you said.

Come on. She's a pain in my ass.
She's a pain in our collective ass.

How so?

She's up in everybody's business,
by the book, by the book.

Did you file the report?
Did you read him his rights

the moment you touched him?

What's wrong with going by the book?

I don't know. You tell us.

It's good having you back
the last few months.

You're away a long time.

I needed to get my, uh, head straight.
I needed the quiet.

Then I read about Chuck dying.

It's good to be back in Pittsburgh,
back with the department.

This is where I belong.

I always thought that.

You still interested?

In being a part of it all?

I've just been waiting for someone
to ask.

Why don't you get us some drinks.
We'll celebrate.

The first assignment tomorrow night.

Seriously?

You want back in? You tell me.

Okay, then. Seven a.m. tomorrow,
there'll be a handgun with no history

parked behind a dumpster,
3100 block, Railroad Street.

The address for the night'll be there too.

Who is it?

Whose suspect?

We changed how we operate.
The less you know, the better.

He's a bad man. And he'll be
in his apartment by tomorrow night, 9 p.m.

Why'd you swipe on this guy?

He majors in engineering.
I figured we might get along.

I thought you turned down manual labor
these days?

Hm.

What happens when you click on
the belt buckle?

No, no, don't touch that--

- Oh, my God! That is huge!
- Give it back.

- What do you even do with that?
- Give it back.

Now I understand why you picked him.
Engineering, my ass.

- Billy.
- Wait, did you post buckle pictures too?

- No!
- How do I find your profile?

- Give it back!
- No.

- Give it--
- Ow, my legs.

- Give it back.

Hi.

Hi.

Thank you for fixing up the room for me.

Of course.

It's good to see you.

Yeah, you too.

I need a shower and some sleep.

Okay.

Hey! Sorry, I was out getting wood.

I started to think you blocked my number.

Actually, I don't even know
how to do that.

Me neither.

Well, then, I guess we're stuck
answering each other's calls.

I hear you smoking.

Where does a policeman get weed?

Seriously?

Yeah.

We search somebody's car
and all they got is weed,

I don't really believe in
arresting people for that,

so I just take it, give 'em a warning.
Everybody's good.

So, it's a moral choice?

And it fits my budget.
Moral and economic.

I'm a thinking man's cop.

Plus, I need something
since I kicked the medication.

Something to take the edge off.

Tell me about it.

Your old friend, Steve fucking Park
is relentless.

He was asking about my call to you
at the bar that night.

He's got your cell records.

There's nothing for him to find
in my cell phone

except for all the nude photos
I keep sending you.

I wish.

I miss you.
Are you coming home this weekend?

Cabin's empty. Billy decided
to stay with Isaac.

Why don't you come home
and comfort me?

I got something tomorrow night.

Something I need to do.

Del, what is going on?

I mean, you're hardly ever here.
The deal was you come home on weekends

and now you've missed three in a row.

Trying to run away from me?

Are you getting back involved
with those guys, Del?

Can you talk to me?
I mean, I want you to trust me.

I want you to trust me so that
we can talk and we can be together.

It's not that.

It's me I don't trust.

What does that mean?

To make good decisions.

I need to know I can think straight
when I'm with you.

That makes me sound very powerful.

You are. With me, you are.

Yeah?

It's Angela. We found the wife
in Highland Park.

Send me the address, I'll meet you there.

I believe more than ever that Harris
left that bar and drove to West Vir--

Cell records say otherwise.

- Both the bartender and--
- Because she thinks he says "Steve?"

And the pistol and the flak jacket
he stole from the gun locker say he did.

No, they do not. All they say is somebody
took 'em, and you can't prove who.

How many people have keys
to the gun storage?

Five Buell police officers. They each
swear they hadn't been in there in months.

And how many retired officers
still have keys?

It's been four months and you keep hosting
these bullshit progress reports.

It's not a progress report
if there hasn't been any progress.

It's called a conspiracy theory.

Two drug dealers and an old lady
are dead.

Nobody gives a shit.
You can't convince a jury

it was Harris based on what you've got,
so move on.

That's why he's looking
for more evidence, Frank.

I convinced Del to step down
from his job in Buell.

I said there was too much rumor
going around for him to do his work.

Rumor started by you.
And he did, he stepped down.

You're the chief now.
That's your victory.

Take the win and move on.

Don't say anything to Frank,

but I'm finally able to get us
into that cabin in West Virginia.

They preserved the crime scene?

That's what they tell me.
I promise you,

as soon as I'm re-elected,
I'm going after Harris.

I was at an academic publishing conference
in Morgantown.

I had my phone off all day, so...

I didn't hear what happened
until late last night.

When I turned it on,
the phone just lit up.

I had like 150 messages.

Why was your phone off all day?

I was at a series of talks.
They tell you to shut it down.

At some point,
I-- I just forgot it was off.

Do you normally forget to check your phone

when you've left your daughter alone
in Pittsburgh?

She wasn't alone,
she was staying here with my parents

who I trust because they raised me.

Can I ask why your daughter--
She's nine, yes?

Yes.

Why she wasn't staying with your husband?

It just seemed like a good opportunity...

My parents love having her here
and it would give Liam a break.

Your husband.

Yes.

Okay.

Do you have kids? It's okay
to take a break once in awhile.

Did you go alone to the conference?

Yes, I did.

Do you have a book coming out?

No.

Did you meet anybody there?

I do have friends,
but I wasn't meeting anybody

in the way you seem to be implying.

What am I implying?

Professor McKenna, can you think
of any enemies Liam might've had?

Anyone who could've wanted to hurt him?

Well, um, he was an...

an 11th grade teacher.

He was really strict.

I know he made some enemies that way.

Who might want to murder him?

Maybe.

You're talking about high school kids?

They're 18 by the time they graduate.

- Oh, thanks, Marisa. Mm.
- Thank you.

Like what you see?

Oh, I'm just browsing, not shopping.

All you have to do is sign.
We got no assets to divide,

there's nothing to argue about,
and I even brought you a pen.

I didn't think you were serious
about this.

I am so serious about this.
And I'll pay for the filing fees myself.

I've been working down
at Bethany's new shop.

You really think this marriage
is "irretrievably broken?"

Well, at least there's no fault here
so you're not blaming...

Oh, I do blame you.

I'm not the one
living in my boyfriend's house.

Virgil, if you had a boyfriend
and he had a house,

I'm sure you'd be living in it.

Hey, Billy, what's going on?

Meet you where?

Okay. I'm heading out.

Look, just... sign the papers, all right.
I'll pick 'em up later.

Wait, I thought you were buying.

I'm just kidding. I'm kidding.
Hey, split it though, right?

Shit.

Hey, Marisa. Hey. Come here, darling.
I'm lonely. Come.

["Old Heartbroke Blues"
by Joshua Hedley]

♪ Old heartbroke blues ♪

How did you get down here?

Isaac dropped me off.

How's it going over there?

They fixed up a nice place
for me to sleep, work on my rehab.

It's good.

How is it living with Lee?

I've barely seen her.
She came in late last night

and seemed nervous to even be around me.

Did you hear she's getting divorced?

I did hear that.

Just please, be careful.

When she came back into town,
that's when things started to blow up.

I want to put you two in a cage fight
and let you figure it out.

- I look forward to that.

Stop worrying about me.

Mm. How 'bout you have a kid of your own,
then we'll talk.

I haven't been here
in a long time.

It's still beautiful.

Except for that.

It can get cleaned up. If you want.

What's that?

The deed to the property.

I paid off the mortgage
with the settlement money.

All I wanted was enough money to cover
your debt so you could have your land.

That's all.

And now I can start trying
to put everything behind me.

You know, I don't know how you turned out
this way, given who your parents are.

Don't cry, Mama.

Mm.

You are an amazing young man.

I've never owned anything
in my life before.

I know.

Me neither.

There is a reason
I come highly recommended.

I'm aware of that,
but can't help feeling that our Texas firm

would've had this shit wrapped up by now.

Well, and they'd be in front
of a Texas judge who's grown up on oil.

Fracking's new for a lot of people here.

- Be patient, we'll come out on top.

You sure about that?

We just have to go through the process.
I'll call you with any updates.

All right, do that.

- I'll talk to you soon.
- You bet.

Hey, how's it going over here?

Hi, Rinna.
Um, you know, plugging away.

Well, I hate to spring this on you
at the end of the day,

but we have got to produce
some more discovery.

Mr. Evans decided
to accompany the boxes here.

Oh, dear.

- Yeah, he's feeling a bit stressed.
- Okay.

This needs to get sorted tonight.

You should find whatever you need
in these boxes.

- You can also check through those again.
- Not a problem. I'll handle it.

You're the best. I'll keep my cell on
if you have any questions.

Mm-hm.

- Have a good night.
- I would say "you too," but...

Jesus, fuck! Where the--
Where'd you come from?

You good for later?

Yeah.

The principal at
Liam McKenna's high school called back.

He was royally pissed
that Nell accused one of his kids

of trying to hurt a teacher, and get this,
he was friends with Liam.

Know what Liam told him?
That his wife was having an affair.

- Did he know with who?
- No.

Do we still believe Nell McKenna
wasn't meeting someone in Morgantown?

I think we've got a day trip tomorrow
to find out.

Another, or I'm drinking this myself.

Come on, Billy, lift!

Good boy.

But just the one.

I never realized
how much of a sadist you are.

I never realized what a pussy you are.

How'd they let you play linebacker?
You shoulda been the water boy.

You know, I really miss the old Isaac,
nervous, no confidence.

Is all this confidence 'cause of
coming out? Is that what normally happens?

Why don't you try it and see.

You meeting the preppy
college dude tonight?

The one with the schlong
like a cricket bat?

I warned you about unbuckling him.

Nah, I don't think so.
I don't want to leave you by yourself.

- I'll make us some dinner and we can--
- You should go.

I'm not gonna abandon you.

Seriously, I'll be asleep in 20 minutes.
Go have fun.

All right.

Just duck if he swings it really hard.

- Could give you a concussion.

- This one's on me, baby!
- Well, thanks, darlin'.

- Mm-hm, you stay as long as you like.
- Okay.

Why's he getting free drinks?

Because he's the competition
and I want him here, drinking in my bar,

not at his own bar, restocking to reopen.
It's capitalism, sweetheart.

But for you guys, it's $6.50.

Thank you, baby.

She keeps calling me sweetheart,
I'll pay all night.

Call me sweetheart again,
keep the change.

Thank you, sweetheart!
Aren't you supposed to sign this?

Oh, you're worried that now you have
to compete for women with Dennis,

the Love God.

Fuckin' sucker.

I am a sucker.
I'm totally at her mercy.

You can't get more guesses
by having me draw tits on it.

No, no, no, just draw one tit.

I know what the word is,
all I need is one tit.

- Just one tit.
- Hey.

- Hey, darlin'! Hey.
- Hey.

Pull up a chair. If you call Dennis
sweetheart, he's gonna buy you a drink.

I don't need a drink. I just need some
signed divorce papers from my ex-husband.

Um...

Oh, man!
What the fuck?

During the course of an entire day
you can't manage to sign your name twice?

And I'm gonna have
to print these up again.

What's up, Grace? You finally letting
this little dog off the leash?

He's been yapping to get free for so long.

Stop talking.

Stop talking to me, stop talking about me.

Wha-- What?

Steve Park comes around,
you start telling stories?

Grace, it is not what--

Shut your mouth. Don't say my name.

And if you can't keep your mouth shut,
I promise you,

I'll come back here and shut it for you.

Here's what they need to do. They need to
combine electrical engineering

with a sense of equity and justice.
A lot of the world exists on a spectrum.

Spectrum between positive
and negative electrons?

Sure, yeah.

Carnegie Mellon is actually
teaching you this?

No, we're teaching them.
We're all constructed of mass and energy.

And if so many of us can't be categorized
then it should follow the pattern.

You're very boring.

Oh... Sorry. I thought you said
you were into science.

Uh, I think I've moved on.

Excuse me a minute.

I'll save your seat.
Did you look at my photos?

You're not a scientist, are you?

Fuck no.

Good.

You passed your test.

Welcome back to the Brotherhood.

Mike, you could've gotten yourself shot.

You too, breaking into
a stranger's apartment.

- Whoa!

Welcome back.

You're a part of this?

It's a nice group of guys.

You weren't questioning me
for Internal Affairs.

Gotta see how you hold up under pressure.

Shit! Who turned off
the fuckin' hall light?

Just smacked my head
on the fire extinguisher.

Back in the fold, Detective Harris.
Good to have you back.

- You motherfuckers!
- Welcome back.

- Man.
- Old school is back.

You had me, you had me.
You had me. You really had me!

Whoa, God damn!

I'm in.

You didn't get anyone naming names.

No, not yet. Next time.

♪ Feels like I've got ♪

♪ The holy ghost ♪

♪ Feels like I've got ♪

♪ The holy ghost ♪

♪ I'm losing all my ♪

♪ I'm losing all my

♪ Control ♪

♪ I feel you in my ♪

♪ I feel you in my ♪

♪ I feel you in my dreams ♪

♪ I see you in my ♪

♪ I see you in my dreams ♪

♪ Just wanna get my mind off of you ♪

♪ Out drinking every night
hoping I'll run into you ♪

♪ I know you're no good, boy... ♪

God, it's so good to see you.

I've been worried about you all day.

Couldn't stay away.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

I'm so happy you're safe.

You are allowed to go into your own house.

It's nice out here. I keep forgetting
how peaceful it is.

Where you been?

- Couldn't sleep. Just driving around.
- Hm.

Want to come inside?

Mm-hm.

♪ I see you in my ♪

♪ I see you in my dreams ♪

♪ I see you in my ♪

♪ I see you in my dreams ♪

This season on
American Rust: Broken Justice...

Chloe Tatlock was just found dead
at the Main Street bar.

shot through the throat.

You didn't do it,
so there's nothing to worry about. Right?

Am I being charged with something here?

Because if not,
I believe you need a warrant.

Have a nice day.

It records up to 160 hours.
If we don't get names and plans,

we got nothing.

He's a loud mouth
and a loose cannon.

I happen to think he could be the key
to cracking this thing wide open.

Please, let me report him.
He can't keep doing this to you.

We're just going through a rough patch.

You seem different. It's like
you're keep a part of yourself from me.

This can't happen again.
I like clean, hard lines.

Separation of church and state.

Are you the church or the state?

I don't mean to alarm you,
but people are winding up dead.

If there's one thing I know,
you never ask questions

you don't already know the answers to.

This is a very serious situation.

And lives may be in danger.