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Oh!

I love it here.

I know you do.

I can feel my life, you know?

The pitch to Hatteberg.

Strike ball over the outside corner, at the knees.

Appeared a little upset with the call

by the home-plate umpire, but deferred to say anything.

In fact, I fairly close play.

Foul ball.

Last half of the ninth inning,

the Boston Red Sox, six, the Toronto Blue Jays, four.

Hey.

Morning, Dr. Fowler.

Morning, Natalie.

How you doing, boys?

Great!

Hey, Duncan, sure you don't wanna go?

- Nah. - That's okay.

You wanna get in here?

No, he wants to stay here.

Scootch up.

Get in the middle there.

Come on.

Bye, Dr. Fowler.

Bye.

- Bye! - You don't wanna

wave goodbye?

You don't wanna wave goodbye?

Sweetie, what do you want for breakfast?

Cereal.

The WEEI Red Sox Radio Network.

You've been listening

to "Red Sox Replay."

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has been brought to you by George C. Hall & Sons of Rockland

in business in Midcoast since 1940.

There you go.

Oh, boy.

You see what happened to this poor fella?

What?

Well, look. He lost an arm.

See, the trap has nylon nets, called heads,

two side-side heads to let the lobster crawl in.

And inside, what they call a bedroom head

to hold the bait and keeps him from escaping.

Now, you know the old saying,

"Two's company, three's a crowd?"

Well, it's like that.

You, uh, get more than two of these in a bedroom

and chances are something like that's gonna happen.

That's why Frank can't leave these traps

for more than a day.

Dad, show him this one.

Now, the older females, like this old gal,

they're the most dangerous,

especially when they're growing berries.

Berries?

Yeah, eggs. You see?

She could take out two males, no problem.

That's when you get a lobster you can't sell.

But this fine lady, she, uh, she has it easy

'cause the state says we have to let her go.

Okay, now, you think you can handle this?

- Mm-hmm. - Are you sure?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, go ahead.

Put her in the tank.

Good!

- Higher! - Higher!

Higher!

I'll swing you higher.

Like that?

That high enough?

Yep.

Ah, Ruth hates these.

What?

I got the wrong kind of buns.

Maybe we could borrow hers.

Two.

You've had a lot, huh?

Here, sweetie.

Ah, what I would give to have back my youth.

Yeah, well, Willis, you never had that in your youth.

You can go play.

Tony Batista

with that most unusual stance away from the plate.

Hey, Father, you made it.

If I don't get to see you fellas here,

I don't get to see you at all.

- Hey. - Hey.

Do you want a beer?

No, I'm gonna go see if your mom needs any help, okay?

All right, good luck.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Can I help you with anything here?

Oh, yes!

You can hand me that bowl, dear.

Great.

Uh, this one here?

Yes. Thank you.

I'm looking forward to that concert on Labour Day.

The music's so unusual.

It's haunting, really.

It is, isn't it?

Mm.

How did you learn about that,

uh, style?

- At Brown. - Ah.

I did my thesis on Eastern European folk music.

Oh, I thought about becoming a teacher.

Oh, why didn't you?

Mommy!

Yeah?

What are you eating?

Nothing.

Is it good?

Yeah.

Swing me. Swing me.

Okay, I'll swing you, Dunc.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

So, Mr. Strout mentioned you again.

I'll bet he did.

He still talks about you.

Says you're the best can-packer he ever had.

Yeah?

Says you looked real cute in that hair net.

Excuse me, boys.

An offering.

Here, father.

- Thank you. - So, uh,

that's what Charles Sr.'s doing

and, uh, Becky went to the hairdressing academy

after high school.

Of course, after she got married,

she decided she wanted to stay home with the boys, you know?

She still loves doing hair, though.

Where do you go, Father?

I just go to Supercuts.

What?

You can't request the same girl at Supercuts.

I tell you, those boys are having a great time.

It was good of you to do this for them.

Well, she hasn't brought them before

because she's embarrassed.

She shouldn't be embarrassed.

I wish you hadn't put up that monstrosity.

We're just gonna have to take it apart when they leave.

What, the swing?

The swing.

Ah, come on, Ruth, he's a kid.

What do you expect, "Happy birthday"

"Here's a box. Drag it around for a while?"

He's a kid. He's like me, he wants it now.

Oh, the cake.

Oh, great.

Find solutions to fit your unique goals

and 3,500 New England team members to help you-

Hey, there, birthday boy, come here!

Daddy, daddy!

Yeah, Duncan!

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Hey, happy birthday, dear Duncan ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Mom, I don't wanna go.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Mom, I don't wanna go.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Shit.

- What's he doing here? - Dear Duncan

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

- Hey, there, Jase. - Come on over here, buddy.

Daddy's taking us to the arcade.

I told you he'd come, buttface.

Hey, Jason, don't do that to your brother.

Want me to do that to you?

We're supposed to meet at the house at 6:30.

I thought we were meeting here.

Mm-mm.

San Diego to Florida.

All right.

You're welcome to stay and have some food.

My dad's cooking.

Tim Bogar, the Houston shortstop,

just homered off Jason Bere in the second-

Matt?

Should we do something?

No.

It's okay.

Pitch.

A little bleeder foul.

I'll, uh...

I'll see you later, then.

Okay.

A little while.

Oh.

She's not divorced yet, you know.

It's the same thing.

Maine has crazy laws, that's all.

Anyway, he loves her boys.

Oh, God, you don't think he wants to-

No, he's not gonna marry her.

Well, then what's he doing with her?

She probably loves him.

Girls always have.

Let's just leave it at that.

Hm.

Well, he won't listen to me.

I've asked him three times to dismantle that swing set.

Oh, leave it up.

Looks like a young couple lives here.

Well, he needs his head in school not in her.

So to speak.

Ow.

It would help if you were on my side.

Oh, I can be on your side.

- I've got... - Here I come-

- I've got a needle. - Ready or not.

- I've got a needle. - You don't need those.

Mr. And Mrs. Adamson?

Okay, you can put your shirt back on now.

Yesterday, he was up and around all afternoon,

but today he tumbled.

He's fallen twice.

I have all I can do to get him up.

He's weak.

Said when he couldn't work no more,

he didn't wanna live.

For a while, he sat and just mended our nets

but he can't do that no more.

How's your dad, Matt?

Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor.

Now, Elwyn, you remember,

Jesse Fowler passed away a while ago.

We were at his funeral, remember?

Uh, back in an hour, Janelle.

Uh, forgot my lunch.

Starting to become a habit.

You just missed him, Matt!

He went home for lunch today!

Oh, right.

I forgot, he's got an interview.

Frank?

Hello?

Hey, Frank!

Yeah, Dad?

What are you doing here?

I thought you were driving to Boston for the interview.

Yeah. No, it was rescheduled.

Uh-huh.

Hi, Dr. Fowler.

Oh, hi.

Uh, where are the boys?

Um, they're with my mom.

Um,

do you like coleslaw?

Mm-mmm!

Have some more.

Sure?

I got 'em.

Put your clothes on.

Their team are right there!

Hands up. Chin up.

Mom, I wanna play!

All right, all right.

- Hey, Mom, there's Frank! - Here's your hat.

Wave, you guys.

Mom, hurry up!

- I'm late! - I'm hurrying.

I'm hurrying. I'm hurrying.

Mom, I wanna play!

All right, you play, too.

But first, we'll watch him a little.

Hey, Frank.

Did you tell your mom how good it was?

How good what was?

Aw, Frank had quite a time this afternoon.

Loved your coleslaw.

Ate enough for two.

Well, that's what it's for.

Hot dogs?

- Yeah, I'll take one. - No.

So, how are the kids?

Things okay?

Yeah, they're fine.

Good.

That's good.

Oh, how was your interview?

It's-

It was-It was great.

Good.

Jason!

Jason!

Get it!

She's such a brave girl.

That's it. You're driving me nuts, Ma.

I've had lots of girlfriends

and I don't understand why this one is any different.

I know you don't.

We're not serious, Ma.

No?

No.

It's a summer thing.

Mm. I see.

How'd you get in this time?

Chimney.

Thank you.

What can I help you with?

I was just dropping that off for Jason.

What?

That.

I didn't know where you'd wanna put it.

It's about time he got it.

What am I gonna do with it?

It is really gonna mean a lot to him, Rich.

He's really been improving lately.

Yeah, so I heard.

Would have been nice if you'd come to his game.

I just got your message.

Where are they, with him?

That's none of your business.

I see. They're my boys, but they're none of my business.

You know what I mean.

Yeah.

I was thinking about moving back,

here, with you and the boys.

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

I'm talking about moving back is what I'm talking about.

I know what you're thinking.

It's different now.

Yeah?

Yeah.

How's the job?

Your father take you back on at the cannery?

That's funny.

Still getting checks, aren't you?

Or do I have to call my father's accountant?

Hey, did you see my new rig out there?

It's really nice.

It's not exactly new.

I traded David the truck for it.

It's got room for all of us.

Good grocery-gettin' car.

Hey. You wanna take a ride?

Richard, you don't change.

You don't change, do you?

"Change?"

No.

No, I don't change.

Everything around me changes.

You change.

You take my house and you take my kids

and you fuck this other guy, but me, I don't change at all.

It's not your house.

Oh, really?

No, as far as fucking goes,

who was it that answered the phone the other morning?

- She just- - It doesn't matter!

I don't care!

It's not workin'!

Nat, I just want a chance.

For what?

So you can pretend they have a real father for a few days,

and then- - I am their real father!

I am their father.

No, Richard.

You know what defines a father?

It's what he does.

Not what he promises.

It's being a positive, consistent presence.

"A positive, consistent presence."

Wow.

What does that mean?

I just don't get it.

But then I'm not fucking a college boy, am I?

Look, uh...

Can you just go now?

I- I don't want you here when they get back.

Oh, you wouldn't want that?

- No. - No.

No, you have to leave now.

Okay.

I'll see you later, Richard.

Yeah. Goodbye, Nat.

Hey.

You know, I've been ignoring our difference in age

but you keep playing with those blocks,

I'm gonna start to worry.

You're not looking at the house.

Look.

It's not all mine. It's part Mack.

See, the whole idea of what Mack was trying to achieve

was a common area in the centre of the house.

I mean, large open spaces, they weren't unique to Mack,

but the idea of separating the family

so that the parents were on one side

and the kids are on the other,

so they'll all spill into the centre.

It's-It's brilliant.

It's...

I'm boring you, aren't I?

No.

Uh-uh.

I was just thinking.

About what?

About you.

School.

What if I wait a year?

Frank...

A year is not gonna make-

No, you can't do that, Frank.

Why not?

I've-I've thought a lot about this.

I have, and...

No, you...

You told me it takes forever just to establish yourself.

Exactly.

So what's a year in forever?

That's twisted logic.

Do you know what Duncan said to me today?

Oh, you wouldn't be changing the subject, would ya?

He said, "Frank, I don't think Jason

really understands girls."

Oh, he didn't.

He did.

"Understands girls."

Well, what'd you say?

I didn't know what to say to that.

I said, "Give him time, Duncan.

He'll come around."

If this is how he is now, then we're in trouble.

What is this? Action Man?

Yeah.

Richard gave it to Dunc for his birthday.

Very good.

Okay, it's 7:30.

We should stop now.

Now remember, when you sing these words,

the way we feel about the harbour

is how the Balkans felt about the River Sava.

And listen to your tapes!

"Mmollih ta" is still very rough,

and we've got a 40-minute programme

to have ready by Labour Day.

Labour Day.

Oh, and Anna?

Yeah, Ms. Fowler?

Next time, duck.

- Yoo-hoo. - Yeah.

Great.

Ah!

Dad!

Is that acid?

What are you putting in there?

Oh, my God. What happened?

Come on, Frank. Hold still.

All right, Dad.

This was her husband, wasn't it?

Ex.

He dropped in.

Are you gonna press charges?

No.

Well, what's to stop him from doing it again?

Did you hit him at all?

Come on, tell me tell me you hit him.

- Matt. - Just so he doesn't

do it again.

I don't think I touched him.

Aah! Jesus, Dad.

So what are you gonna do?

- Take karate? - Oh!

That is not the problem.

Mom, you know you like her.

I like a lot of people, Frank.

What about the boys, did they see it?

No, they were asleep.

Did you leave her alone with him?

He left first.

She was yelling at him.

I believe she had a skillet in her hand.

Oh, for God sakes.

Did you call the police?

Not yet.

You didn't call them?

Well, I just got in.

When did I have a chance to call the police?

- Where's the phone book? - No, Mom.

No, don't call them.

If you call the police, they'll come over

and scare the kids.

Matt?

We gotta call them.

No, we're not calling them.

It was a scuffle.

That's it. It wasn't serious.

Oh, right, just like the relationship isn't serious.

Oh, Ruth.

Now is not the time.

Well, when is the time?

After he knocks him into a coma?

This is stopping now.

Oh, really?

Come fall, you're on a plane.

Are you taking them with you?

What are the boys gonna think when you just disappear?

Hey, easy, Mom.

Frank, this is not some sweetie from Vassar

that you can visit on holidays.

You're not in this alone.

And the sooner you end it, the better.

Oh, God.

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

Well, you've gotta talk to him, Matt.

I don't know.

Maybe he's right about scaring the kids.

Why don't we just sleep on it, deal with it tomorrow?

Are you gonna call the police, or do I have to?

I just told you what I think.

If you wanna call them, call them.

It's not the first time she's played around, you know?

She's not with the guy anymore.

No, I mean from before.

What are you talking about?

Oh, come on, you've heard the same things I have.

You seem to forget.

I don't take my lunches in the teachers' lounge.

Maybe he still loves her.

Best part of the cod.

The outsiders, they won't touch it.

Summer fishermen,

well, the part-timers like Frank here, get in your hair.

As many as 80 of them now with licences.

Hm! Should've put up a sign.

"Stay in your own backyard, or lose your traps."

See, Henry here is just sore

'cause I catch about twice as much as he does

with an old second-hand Boudreau.

Now, don't you listen to him, son.

That boat is fine.

She was first.

I kind of miss her, sometimes.

And that truck you're drivin'.

When you headed back to school, Frank?

Hm?

Oh, dear.

Hi, Dr. Fowler.

How you doing, Jason?

Good.

What'd you pull?

Not too bad.

About 40 pounds.

I haven't caught sight of you in days.

You know where to find me.

When are you coming home?

Has it come to this?

Come to what?

You having to run errands for Mom.

I'm thinking of building a couple hundred more traps,

see if I can do better than break even.

Take you more than two years

to get a licence to fish off-season.

Right. Unless Henry takes me on as his sternman.

You think he'd do that?

Maybe.

It's as good a life as any.

It was good enough for your father

and sometimes things just skip a generation.

You don't think...

You don't think you might need something more?

Why?

So I can have an Ivy League education like you, and...

Christ, if it's so great,

how come you sneak out of the office every day

to come down here?

I like spending time with my son.

Uh-huh.

I don't know, Dad.

It's just, I don't know.

She's a wonderful girl.

And that's what I see.

Hey, Frank!

How long you gonna be parked there?

I'd like to unload!

Give me a hand?

Yeah, sure.

You can't hypnotise the cards into changing, Matt.

For Christ sake, bet, or you know Carl's gonna start.

"The beggar's dog and the widow's cat.

Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat sings his summer's song.

Poison gets from slander's tongue.

The poison of the snake and newt

is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honeybee is the artist's jealousy."

All right, Carl.

Two bucks.

I'll tell you, man, you gotta get out of this Blake thing.

You're in a rut.

Don't get him started, Matt.

Well, whenever I do my own stuff, you guys bitch and moan.

- That's not true! - Come on!

We love your stuff.

It's great stuff, right?

Carl?

I'm in.

Everybody in?

Frank, are you in?

Yeah.

Guess I'm the winner.

Always the quiet ones.

- Yeah. - Good deal.

Come on. Come on.

Don't mind me.

Your father's snoring.

Ugh!

Eat.

You must be hungry.

I'm not hungry.

Coffee?

So you talked to her?

Yeah.

And how is she?

She's great.

Frank, I just...

I just wanted to tell you that we...

That I liked her.

Do like her.

She's a wonderful girl.

Ma, you're not really gonna have this conversation with me

right now, are you?

Goodnight.

Okay.

All right. That's...

No, that's fine, sir.

I'll send it to you right away.

Okay.

Oh, yes, I'm very excited.

I'm, uh...

It's a beautiful campus, and I'm, uh, preparing already.

Yes. Oh, thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Yes, well, compared to your models...

It doesn't compare to your models, but...

I am. I'm-I'm aware of the Lautner House.

Yeah. Excuse me, sir, can you hold on one second?

Hello?

Jase?

Jase, what is it?

Okay, Jason, stay put.

I'll be right there. Stay put.

Um, he just, um...

He just pushed me.

He didn't hit me.

Oh, didn't hit you?

That's great!

We should throw a party for him.

He didn't hit you.

Frank.

That's enough of this.

We're calling the police.

No! Wait!

- Wait! Uh-uh. - Natalie, we're calling

- the police. - No! No!

I, uh, I don't know...

I don't know what I wanna do.

I don't...

I hate this. I hate the kids seeing this.

I...

I don't know what to do!

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay.

I'm here now.

I'm here now. It's all right.

I'm not going anywhere.

Okay.

It's all right.

Okay.

Mom!

Oh!

Go upstairs with the kids.

No. I'm afraid.

Natalie, go upstairs!

I'm not letting him in the house!

Go upstairs!

No.

Uh-uh.

It's better if he doesn't see you.

Go upstairs.

Don't let him in.

Go.

Frank, don't let him in.

Open the door!

Frank?

Frank, buddy, are you in there?

Frank, I'm really sorry about what happened, all right?

I apologise.

I'm sorry about what happened.

Now open the door.

Richard, leave.

Leave now!

I'm not letting you in this door!

I told you to open the door!

She left! Natalie is gone!

She's not here,

and I'm calling the police if you don't leave.

Just go!

All right.

Sorry.

Motherfucker!

Read him a story.

Oh. I'll be right back, okay?

I don't wanna stay here!

- I don't wanna stay here! - No, honey!

You have to! You have to stay here.

You have to stay here.

Look at me. You're staying here, okay?

Read him a story.

- Where is she? - "Clock, clock, tick-tock.

Where's the clock?

What time is it?"

You're fucking lying!

Where is she? Natalie!

Put that away!

Oh!

No!

No!

- No! - Mommy!

Matt, there's a Mrs. Strout on line two.

She says it's very important.

Hello?

Hello? Natalie?

Great.

"Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd

when he stands before the king

whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling

that he should wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind

and to melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath

from its restless tides that it may rise and expand

and see God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence

shall you indeed sing?

And when you have reached the mountaintop

then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs

then shall you truly dance."

Can I get you anything?

Uh...

Where's Ruth?

She went to lie down, Matt.

Excuse me.

My next guest is a very talented funnyman

who will be performing live at the end of the month

at the Montreal comedy festival "Just for Laughs."

Please welcome Anthony Clark!

Drink?

Mm-hmm.

Wow.

How we doing?

They're so nice. Wow.

They're good people.

- They're nice. - They really are.

Whoo!

Some of them were packing,

but we've cleared that up.

That's good.

- So what's been going on? - Well, you know,

I've, uh, actually been out with Ricky Martin,

livin' the vida loca.

You know Ricky?

Uh, actually, when you hang out with Ricky,

a lot of people wanna speak Spanish to you.

- Mm-hmm. - And I think that's cool.

I took three years of Spanish in high school,

and, uh all I really know how to say

is, "There's a ball on my patio."

Yeah?

Matt, I'm gonna go to lunch.

Okay.

Can I get you anything?

No, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm-I'm okay.

Okay.

Don't worry, I didn't make 'em.

I wanted the cheese.

What?

Oh! That's mine.

Sorry.

You got back to work so quick, Matt.

It's not too soon?

Ah, I can't stay home.

So, how's business?

Oh, you know, same old crap.

Got held up again.

Well, you knew that.

- No, I didn't. - Yeah.

They got 75 bucks.

Were you on the till?

They'd have gotten something else

if I'd been on the till.

So, how you doing, Matt?

You don't write, you don't call.

Where'd the love go?

Nag, nag, nag.

They set the bail hearing yet?

Uh, sometime in the next few days, yeah.

Are you going?

Uh, I don't know.

Davis says it's a formality, really.

I haven't talked with Ruth about

whether or not she thinks we ought to go.

Well, if it's too much for Ruth, I'll come with you.

Thanks.

Uh, it'll be all right.

Davis says it's a formality, really.

The criminal trial set yet?

Uh, October.

October?

That's what they tell me.

Christ, they take their time.

Well, he's in there now.

They're keeping him busy, I'm sure.

You know where they'll move him, once he's sentenced?

Got any, uh, Tabasco?

Hey, Anita!

Tabasco!

Hey!

Aw, shit.

Next weekend, Matt,

we really want you to come up to the camp.

Katie's insistin'.

Not to pressure you or anything,

but if you don't come,

she's gonna invite her sister and that idiot

and I'm gonna wind up insulting him again.

Future of my family is in your hands.

Uh, let me ask Ruth.

So the combination of spices

is very Southern, and I'll tell you what makes it Southern.

There are coriander seeds,

which I'm gonna put this-

Hi!

How was your day?

Fine!

I had lunch with Willis.

It was really great to see him.

My day was fine, too, thanks.

Sorry, did- did you say something?

Never use too much of that.

Just a little bit.

- No. - It was, uh,

a 1/4 teaspoon.

And I'm just gonna-

Uh, Katie and Willis invited us up to the camp

for the weekend.

I said I'd check with you,

in case we were doing something else.

But once it stops roasting,

it doesn't take very long-

That sounds fine.

To begin to brown.

We, uh...

We don't have to go.

You don't want to?

Yeah, I want to.

Then tell them yes.

Well, I thought you might be, uh,

busy getting the girls ready.

No.

So I let it cool off very slightly.

And I have...

It's a coffee grinder.

- Okay. - Put all the spices

in one bowl.

Anyway, when it's slightly cooled off,

in it goes, into the grinder.

All right, (clears throat) the next matter

is the matter of State of Maine v. Richard Strout.

The record should reflect that the defendant

has been incarcerated in the Knox County Jail without bail

since the, uh, 17th of July.

We're here for a bail hearing.

Mr. Davis, given the fact

that we have a very crowded trial calendar,

I'm gonna suggest that we do both the bail hearing

and the probable cause hearing today at two o'clock.

So unless I hear any objection to the contrary,

I'd like to set it for two o'clock

and we will take testimony of your witnesses at that time.

I...

I closed the door.

I...

I walked through my room.

I heard some yellin'.

I heard yellin'.

Heard yellin'.

I got to the stairs

and then I heard...

I heard the shot.

Richard-

I-I'm sorry.

- Richard. - Could we go back

just a minute?

Mrs. Strout, you said you heard the shot.

Yes.

You heard the shot?

Did you actually witness the accident?

Objection.

Your honour, there are no grounds to indicate

this was an accident.

Sustained.

Strike the word "accident" from the record.

Rephrase your question, Ms. Keyes.

Mrs. Strout, in the police report,

you stated that you had witnessed the firearm discharge.

Did you witness the firearm discharge?

I thought you said there would be a jury trial

sometime in October.

If he was incarcerated

the judge would have set an October court date

basically to save the county the cost of housing

and feeding him as an inmate.

But, with bail, unfortunately,

the court date is always later.

You mean there's nothing we can do about this?

You let that bastard just walk out,

and we're supposed to just sit here?

We can't appeal bail.

It's just not set up that way.

The state's bail code is to ensure future court appearances.

Now, in this case, Strout's family was prepared to put up

a substantial amount of property as bail.

That, along with his ties to the community,

made it very hard for us to convince a judge

that there was a serious risk of flight.

Now, you can file a civil suit.

I recommend it.

But not now.

Wait until after the criminal trial.

And when will that be?

Well, honestly,

could be anywhere from 12 to 18 months.

Oh, my God.

You're-You're-You're confident

you can put him away for good then, right?

The things she said in there,

what's the damage?

The way this is going, potentially manslaughter.

Jesus Christ!

He killed our son!

He...

It was no accident!

Ruth, Ruth, Ruth, Ruth.

Uh, how long will he be sent away for?

Well, that's hard to say, really.

Anywhere from five to 15 years.

But-But we're confident that we'll get the maximum.

So even with good behaviour-

- Five years? - He'll do 10 full years.

10 years?

Are you out of your mind?

Dr. Fowler, Mrs. Fowler, I'm sorry.

I understand.

No, you don't.

No, you don't.

Dr. Fowler, what will your next step be?

Uh, I don't know.

Dr. Fowler, how do you feel

about the result today?

Well, that's- that's (speaking faintly).

Dr. Fowler, have you had any contact

with Mrs. Strout?

No.

- How's Mrs. - Fowler handling this?

Do you feel that justice has been served today?

I think our legal system will determine that.

- Dr. Fowler. - Leave now.

Dr. Fowler.

Any more legal action planned?

Can you believe this?

I ask those idiots to leave, and no one budges, not one.

What are we supposed to do, make them sandwiches?

What are you asking for?

What?

If you want them to leave, tell them to leave.

Okay,

I'll tell them to leave.

Good.

And they never come up

to the standard.

And so they're always and forever disappointed.

Always.

They're never doing enough.

They're never working hard enough.

They never behaved right enough.

They were never a good enough father,

never a good enough husband.

And not only can they not please themselves,

sad to say, most of the time

nobody else can please them either.

You slept late, for you.

Yeah, I took one of your pills.

You never do that.

Mm.

Well, there it is in black and white.

You should read some of the things he says.

It's unbelievable.

Yeah.

Well, I, uh...

I better be going.

Where? It's Saturday.

Oh, there's some stuff

I have to catch up on at the office.

I won't be long.

Thank you.

Do you want your receipt?

Natalie.

Hi.

I, uh, hope I'm not disturbing you.

Uh-uh.

Not at all.

Could you break a 50, please?

Excuse me.

♪ Oh, baby ♪

Thank you, dear.

Could I possibly have another bag?

Oh, sure.

Yeah, well, I was just, uh...

Just wondering how you're doing.

I tried to reach you.

Oh.

Um...

We're at my mom's now.

I wanted to call you.

That's-That's okay.

Dr. Fowler, I can't...

Yeah, I-I-I know.

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ I can see the sunset in your eyes ♪

I didn't lie.

I didn't lie the first time.

It was...

It's how it came out.

Mrs. Fowler?

No, uh-

Can I get a pack of Marlboro Reds?

♪ Love won't wait ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

How are the boys?

They all right?

Yeah.

Uh, I gotta go.

I'll see you.

So how much of this is yours?

You ask me that every time.

You know the cove, the other side of the cabin?

Yeah.

All the way to the other shoreline.

Almost 350 acres.

Know what it went for when I bought it?

No.

You don't wanna know.

Oh, and that's little Charles down at the pool.

He figured out how to get down to the pool

on the elevator by himself.

Oh, he must've been very proud.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, and that's Shannon, waiting in line for...

Oh, my God, that rollercoaster.

You know the one?

Oh, my God.

Were the lines very long?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sometimes.

60 minutes and upwards.

- Oh! - Unless, of course,

you got the, um, FastPass.

What's the FastPass?

Uh, well, you know,

you got all these different kingdoms there,

and, uh, so you take this FastPass.

It's kind of a laminated card.

You just put it into a machine

and it-it tells you when to come back,

so, you know, you don't have to wait in line.

You just go right in and...

You guys ever go to Florida?

No.

How many grandchildren do you have now?

Um...

Uh, well, all right, there's little Charles

and Shannon, um, the three older ones

and the babies.

That's Joe, Jay, Mary, George,

Wendy, Lee.

So that's 11.

Wow. Must be wonderful.

Well, Willis always says,

"I guess there's no danger of us dying off."

I'm so sorry, Ruth.

I just wasn't thinking.

I wanted to have more, uh,

but we had Frank, and Matt was just starting his practise.

So I guess it made sense.

Little Charles.

Only got half a cord of oak left at home.

And you know how much that bastard Daniels charges.

At least I can stack this up to the cabin

have something to burn this fall.

You know, it's a wonderful product,

and they treat you pretty good.

On account of selling Mary Kay, we got the new Subaru.

Well, the ride up was very comfortable.

It's a very nice car.

Well, it's not really a car.

It's got four-wheel drive.

It's a little SUV.

What the hell is all that "SUV" crap?

"Sports utility vehicle."

It's a little Jeep.

SUV?

ATV and KFC.

What's with all these, uh...

These, uh-

- Acronyms. - Yeah!

I guess it's just too much trouble

to say what something is anymore.

What does PMS stand for?

All right, I was an Army brat.

I grew up with Jeeps.

Willy, he's uncomfortable

that I know more about one masculine thing than he does.

Only one?

Thanks, buddy.

I like this guy.

You've done a nice job up here, Katie.

Don't tell me you made these curtains.

Is that antique linen?

Well, sort of.

They're pillowcases from our first house.

Oh!

I've saved every knickknack

and whim-wham we ever had.

You included.

Well, our timing is off.

Of course, he don't like working

in recruitment, anyhows.

Christ, they got them boys

coming down to the office in the mall.

He gets them half-processed

and they decide they wanna take that "delayed entry" thing.

Christ, I couldn't do it.

Or they decide not to join up at all.

Like that one kid.

He had him all the way through the works

and, Christ.

Yeah, the boy's folks called, uh, called David

and said that the boy was...

He wanted out so bad that he...

Well, he'd taken his own life.

Something like that gets to you.

Christ, I couldn't do it.

I'm going now.

Okay.

Are you looking forward to going back?

Mm-hmm.

You look nice.

That was very good.

I goofed up a little bit, but...

Ruth.

It comes in waves.

And then nothing,

like a rest in music.

No sound, but so loud.

I don't know what to do. I...

I feel so angry.

Louise McVey lost a child

a few years back.

Maybe you remember.

She had four.

It was the youngest, wasn't it?

Yes.

She told me about a vision she had

when she found out her daughter had died.

She saw herself at a great distance from the Earth

and encircling it, an endless line.

As she got closer she saw that it was made up

of mothers travelling forward.

She fell into line and began walking with them.

When they reached a certain point the line divided,

and she said she knew that all the millions

of women on her side were the mothers

who had lost children.

She seemed to find great comfort in that.

How did the little girl die?

A drowning.

Some kind of swimming accident.

Oh.

The name of the game is Texas chase 'em.

Oh, geez.

Is there a problem?

Why do you always delude yourself with that crap?

What are you talking about?

Look, we're not in Vegas.

It's five-card draw or seven-card stud.

That's what I said: five-card draw, jacks to open.

- Carl? - Asshole.

I'll bet a buck.

Raise a buck.

Say something, for Christ sake.

Quit pussyfootin' around me.

You want me to stare at these cards all night?

"There are things of which I may not speak.

There are dreams that cannot die.

There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak

and bring a pallor into the cheek and a mist before the eye.

And the words of that fatal song

come over me like a chill.

A boy's will is the wind's will.

And the thoughts of youth

are long, long thoughts."

Okay, you got the two.

I'm in there.

I'll take one.

- Okay, you got it. - Gonna need...

Oh, I need them all.

- Oh, my, my, my, my, my. - Three.

Make them good.

Matt?

Ah!

Atlanta one, Red Sox nothing.

From the stretch, Martinez.

Still one and two on Jordan.

He's hit 13 home runs.

He's got a teammate at third with two down.

Ramon Martinez gets the sign, checks the runner at third.

Comes to the belt and to the plate.

A swing and a bouncer up the middle.

Nomar fields it, gloves it, throws to first.

Inning over.

They leave a man in scoring position.

Jordan's out six to three.

Good effort in that inning by Ramon Martinez

against a tough hitter.

After two and a half innings, Atlanta one, Red Sox nothing

on the WEEI Red Sox Radio Network.

No.

I'm sorry, that's totally unacceptable.

Yeah, so what did he say?

No, we can't allow that.

Hold it a sec.

Excuse me, Matt.

Ryan Collit's out there.

His mother just brought him in.

I'll, uh...

I'll call you back later, okay?

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

I'll be back at 4:00, Janelle.

Okay.

I'm sorry, Dr. Fowler, but you just missed him.

Thank you, Kelly.

No, I really need to see him.

He go to lunch?

That's right.

He's across the street.

Thank you.

That's what they do, you know?

Oh, hey, Matt.

Hi.

Have a seat.

Thank you. Thank you.

This is my assistant, Jack.

- Oh, hi, Jack. - Don.

- Hi, Don. - This is Ed.

That's Matt Fowler.

So how's everything going?

Oh, uh, it's-it's-it's okay, you know?

Uh, I just wanted to

go over a couple of things,

and, uh, you know, when- when you've had your lunch.

Sure.

We really are doing everything we can, Matt.

I promise you that.

Yeah. What can I do, Bill?

There's nothing, really.

Look, it can't be manslaughter.

There's gotta be something.

Can't you find something?

You know, like-like some piece of evidence?

I mean, that happens.

Doesn't that happen?

We really are doing everything we can.

I'm not gonna lie to you, all we've got is Strout.

He claims that there was a struggle.

Forensics can't determine if there was a struggle

because of the condition of the house when Frank got there.

The best thing for you to do is just sit tight.

Now, we haven't thrown in the towel yet

and you shouldn't either.

We've still got two investigators working on this case.

It's still a priority case for us.

We've got leads we're following up on.

There's still a lot of things

to do here before we wrap this up,

but we're doing the best we can

with the resources that we have.

You've just gotta hang in there with us.

You have to have some confidence.

He takes these bats and nails them right on the wall

above the scale because he knows big mouth's

gonna come in there

and weigh his catch eventually, you know?

He's putting the bats up, one of the old-timers says,

"Hey, Ivan, what the hell are you doing?"

The old man says, "Sending a message,"

and turns around and walks out the door, right?

Now, I walk in,

there's these damn baseball bats up on the wall, right?

With a big, huge note

written right across the front of them.

What'd it say?

"Here's the bats, if you got the balls."

He never messed with our traps again.

Hey, Dr. Fowler.

Oh, hi, Tim.

Did-Did he ever, uh...

Did he ever talk to you about what happened on that day?

No.

I don't even see Richard anymore,

and he'd never tell me anything anyway.

Believe me.

Oh, sure, sure.

Of course not.

I was just wondering if-if, uh,

you know, maybe you heard something through the grapevine.

Maybe, uh, maybe one of his buddies said something?

No.

I was thinking: his brothers still work with you, right?

Uh, they must talk.

Yeah, what I'm saying is, if we could find something,

just something concrete.

If you could...

Uh, it could be just, you know, a slip of the tongue.

I'll keep my ears open.

Thank you.

It's funny running into you here, Dr. Fowler.

Yeah, well.

Whoo!

Oh, I was hoping we could talk.

I...

I wanted to tell you how truly sorry I am,

and if there's anything that I can ever

do to-to

talk with you.

Oh!

Man, better get back to the grind,

and don't steal anything.

Hello, Mrs. Fowler.

Will there be anything else?

Oh, and pack of Marlboro Lights.

Sure.

That will be, uh, 14- 14.95 with the cigarettes.

Thank you.

How did it go today?

Something wrong?

Wrong?

What could be wrong, Matt?

What do you want?

I wanna know what's going on.

Oh, right.

You're obviously upset.

Is there something we can talk about?

Talk?

Who, us?

What if somebody walked in?

They wouldn't recognise us.

They'd think they were in the wrong house.

Do you wanna talk or not?

Oh, you mean about our dead son?

No.

We haven't before.

Why should we bother now?

What can I do, Ruth?

Forget it, Matt.

Why don't you just go?

What do you want from me?

I want you to stop acting like nothing's happened.

That's what I want.

Why, because I'm not bouncing off the walls?

No, Matt, that would require feelings.

We don't want you to hurt yourself.

Do me a favour, Ruth.

You want a grieving contest, go find someone else.

Oh, I know how you grieve.

Go have another beer.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

What do you know?

You know nothing. You don't...

Don't know what I go through.

No, I don't know what you go through, Matt,

or if you go through anything!

But that's your choice, dear, not mine.

You're goddamn right it is.

My choice is not to scream at the world.

Maybe one of us has to be reasonable around here.

You ever think of that?

"Reasonable?"

Gee, Matt, I don't know about you, but I miss my son.

I'm glad you have time for reason.

That's what you imparted to Frank, that sense of reason.

Oh, he thought you were very reasonable.

What are you talking about?

Nothing.

Are you-Are you saying that-

that I'm the one responsible?

Is that it?

Well, uh...

Well, let me tell you something.

Let me tell you something.

You got it backwards.

I know what you think, that, uh...

That I was too lenient.

That I let him get away with-

Everything!

- Everything! - Yes, yes, yes!

And why?

Why did he never come to you?

He wouldn't listen to me, Matt!

No, he wouldn't

- listen to you! - He didn't trust me!

- You made sure of that! - He wouldn't listen to you

because you never listened to him!

No, but you did.

You were winking at him the whole time.

You encouraged him.

You wanted what he had: her.

Oh, my God,

- you've got to be kidding! - Come on, you know it!

You wanted it and you couldn't get it.

That's why you didn't stop him,

so you could get your kicks through your son.

You can't admit the truth to me or to yourself

that Frank died for your fantasy piece of ass!

Oh, you know...

You wanna know why our son is dead?

You really wanna know?

He was with her not because of me.

He went there because of you.

Yes, he did because you are so controlling,

so overbearing,

so angry that he was it.

That he was our only one.

That is not true!

Oh, yes, it is.

Yes, it is.

Even when he was a kid, you were telling him

how-how he was always wrong.

Oh, ah, I remember.

Uh, one time you yanked him out of a Little League game

and sent him home for throwing his-his glove in the dirt.

He was what?

Nine years old?

Everything he did was wrong.

Well, what was wrong with him, Ruth?

You're...

You're so unforgiving.

You are.

That's what he said.

And you're pulling the same shit with me

and that's a horrible way to be.

It's horrible.

You're bitter, Ruth.

And you can point your finger at me all you like

but you better take a damn good look at yourself.

I just wanted to talk about what happened, Matt.

No.

You want me to be open with you, embrace you?

You scare me.

How can I talk to you?

Sometimes, I...

Sometimes I can't even look at you.

Oh, God.

That's probably the police.

Hi, there, I'm Kristen Gellar

from the Rockland Gymnastics Association

and today we're selling brand-name candy.

Each purchase is matched by the Tandy Corporation

to help us meet our goal of travelling to Oahu

to compete in the East/West conference.

Uh, okay, I'll, uh...

I'll take some.

Oh, and today we have a special.

Six bars for $10.

Okay, I'll, uh...

I'll do that.

Should I hold something?

Yeah. Could you hold this?

- Yeah. - Thank you.

Okay, there's-there's the 10.

Thank you.

Here.

- Okay. - You can pick anything

- you want. - Any six is okay?

Ruth.

What I said just now...

I, uh...

I had no right.

No one...

No one should ever have to hear stuff like that.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

No.

You're right, Matt.

I am horrible.

Please, please, please don't.

I don't blame you.

It's just

that girl came by the school.

And I couldn't forgive her.

And I was...

I was so...

I'm sorry.

I've been so...

I've been so angry.

That's okay.

It's just

I've seen him, and I keep seeing him.

I know.

I know.

In his room, you know, sometimes I can swear he's there.

And, uh, today, at a stoplight,

I could've sworn Frank- - Not Frank.

Richard,

and I don't know what to do.

Ruth, Ruth, Ruth.

Uh.

Where-Where did you see him?

Everywhere. Downtown.

At the market. I saw him...

I saw him at South End.

He smiled at me, Matt.

I keep running into him.

He smiled.

Oh, it's okay.

It's okay.

Honey, are you coming to bed now?

Soon, baby. Matt's still here.

Oh. Well-Well, hi, Matt.

Uh, honey, when you come to bed,

would you bring me my pills?

Um, they're on the, um, top shelf

from when the kids were here.

All right.

All right, thanks, dear.

I never thought about bail.

I thought I wouldn't have to worry about him for years.

You know what I heard?

He's tending bar up to Old Orchard Beach

for a friend.

You ever notice even the worst bastards have friends?

Well, nobody knows him over there.

If they do, they don't care.

They drink what he mixes.

I hate him, Matt.

My boys went to school with him.

He was the same then.

You know what he'll do?

Five years at the most.

Yeah, I know.

Remember that woman about seven years ago?

Shot her husband

and dropped him off the bridge in the St. George

with a 100-pound sack of cement

and said the whole way through it, nobody helped her.

You know where she is now?

Where?

She's up to Searsport now, a secretary,

and whoever helped her, where the hell is he?

It'd break my heart, Matt, it would.

But you ever think about just

moving away?

Yeah, we have.

It wouldn't matter.

Yeah.

Let me lock the place up.

I'll walk you to your car.

- Goodnight, Richard. - I'll see you tomorrow.

Wait up.

Come on, you wanna come over for a drink?

No, thanks!

Come on!

- Maybe some other night. - Just one drink?

Come on!

All right!

Fucking bitch!

What are you doing here?

Anything I can help you with?

Don't talk.

Oh, God.

Unlock the door and get in.

Wait just a minute.

Let's calm down.

Let's calm

All right, all right, all right.

All right.

All right, all right.

All right.

Unlock it.

Is there anyone at your place?

Not tonight.

Good.

Drive there.

Drive slowly.

Don't try to get stopped.

All right.

He was making it with my wife, Dr. Fowler.

Don't talk.

Let's go to the back door.

Keep your mouth shut.

Turn the light on.

Where's your suitcase?

My suitcase?

Yeah. Where is it?

Uh, in the bedroom closet.

Okay, that's where we're going.

When you come to a door, stop and turn the light on.

Let's go.

There's no wall switch.

Where's the light?

By the bed.

Go ahead.

Sit down on the bed.

Which closet is it?

Where are the suitcases?

I wanted to work things out with Natalie,

try to get back together again

but I couldn't-

I couldn't even talk to her.

He was always with her.

Dr. Fowler, it was an accident.

I'm going to jail to pay for it.

If I ever get out, I'll be an old man.

Isn't that enough?

You're not going to jail.

Pack clothes for warm weather.

You're-You're gonna let me go?

You're gonna jump bail.

What?

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

All right, all right.

See, it's, uh...

It's the trial.

We can't go through that, my wife and I.

That's why you're leaving.

I've got you a ticket.

My wife keeps seeing you.

I can't have that anymore.

Thank you, Dr. Fowler.

I'd go pick up my boys, and he'd be there.

Sometimes he spent the night.

Duncan told me.

I'm sorry, Dr. Fowler.

All right, that's enough.

I, uh...

I need some things from the bathroom.

Keep walking.

I gotta pee.

Go ahead.

Wait.

Let's go.

You know they'll catch me.

They're gonna check passenger lists.

I didn't use your name.

They'll figure that out, too.

You think I wouldn't have done it myself

if it was that easy?

You were alone.

We got it worked out.

Who's we?

Start the engine.

Let's go.

There's no planes this time of night, Dr. Fowler.

Go north on 73.

The airport's south.

Someone's gonna keep you a while.

They'll take you to the airport.

Turn the radio on.

Find the game.

It-It's after 1:00.

They run it again.

No more talking.

Let's see, the last Red Sox player

to have a three-home-run game

would have been Trot Nixon last year at Detroit.

Nomar had one previous to that.

Off with a fastball.

Ball one.

Galarraga holds against Daubach at first.

The outfield swung around to their left.

And a ground-ball roller to shortstop.

Flip to second, they force Daubach.

6-4 on the force, Garciaparra.

Actually hit into a force play to end the inning.

6-4 to get Daubach at second.

The inning is over.

Red Sox have left seven.

After six, the Red Sox seven the Braves two,

on the WEEI Red Sox Radio Network.

Hit the scoring run, there, one for two.

Six for 10 with a home run, three RBIs in the series.

Hits one into the air-

Turn around.

- Why? - We missed it!

Turn around!

Okay.

That's like using a rolled-up

newspaper for that hit.

Sanders is up.

Homered his first time.

One for two.

His fourth of the year.

The Braves infield would like a double play ball.

Pitch.

And Miller called a strike with a knuckleball.

There's nothing back here, Dr. Fowler.

I don't understand why we don't just drive to the airport.

You don't think

we'd leave your car at the airport, do you?

Knuckleball over the inside corner

for strike two.

I'll get 20 years, Dr. Fowler.

I'll be 53 years old.

That's a year younger than I am now.

Here's the pitch.

Inside. Just missed.

The crowd groans.

Didn't miss by much.

Where are we?

Almost there.

Turn it off.

Leave the lights on.

Is this your cabin, Dr. Fowler?

No, it isn't.

Let's get the bags.

Mr. Grinnel.

I'll get them, son.

Wait.

You can take this.

Matt.

Matt.

What did you do?

This isn't what we talked about.

He, um...

He tried to run.

We were gonna wait and take him out in the woods.

I couldn't wait.

I better get the ATV.

Wait.

Come on. We gotta go.

Come on. Go!

What time is it?

It's 10 to 4:00.

We lost an hour.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

High tide.

Can't stop people from fishing, Matt.

Fucking bridge.

I'm sorry, Willis.

Stopped into his little shed there once.

Place reeked.

The guy spilled more whiskey than we've ever drunk.

We'll just pray he's already three sheets to the wind.

Katie's pill will be wearing off soon.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Did you do it?

Are you all right, Matt?

There was a picture of him and Natalie on the wall.

What is it, Matt?

The way she was smiling.

What?

I don't know.

Matt.

What am I thinking?

You must be hungry.

Matt?

Matt?

Do you want coffee?