All language subtitles for nash_bridges_s05e07_split_decision

How's Nick?

Same as the last time, yeah.

Well, is he ready to come home?

He may be ready, but he's not going to
give in.

He wants his independence, which means I
have to give him my independence.

That's right. Can you do something?

Well, he won't listen to me.

I got an idea. Why don't I move in with
you and Caleb?

Maybe I'll try to talk to him one more
time. That'd be good.

Morning, Cheryl.

Morning.

Hey, how's your mom doing?

Oh, she's fine, Adam.

Thanks for asking.

Here's a little coffee for you. Hey,
Adam.

Hey, Jeff, thanks for that banana bread.

Sure. I want more.

Hey, guys. Morning. Hi, Adam. I'm
enjoying it.

I was wondering...

Same guy?

Yeah, it's the same guy.

5 '9", full body armor, angry, 532 grand
richer.

Any witnesses?

Yeah, the three armored car guys.
They're sitting in the hospital. We got

gentleman over here who said he saw the
whole thing from the wrap stand across

the street.

Said that the robber took off in a dark
blue SUV, headed north. He got the first

two digits of the license plate, and
that's about it.

Hi there.

I'm Captain Bridges. This is Inspector
Domingo.

How you doing? I'm Cosco. I was just
telling the other detective that I was

break when all this happened.

Did you recognize this guy for some
again? No, he was wearing one of those

masks, you know, you pull up so I
couldn't see his face.

Sorry, I'd like to help you a bit more.

Yeah, us too.

Thanks.

stills off the ATM camera outside the
bank.

Notice anything different, Joe?

Yeah.

What if our guy was the last guy to put
money in the meter to avoid getting a

ticket? That would make him the last one
to touch the meter knob.

Get CSU on that.

Give me some more photos off the ATM
prior to those. Will do.

How you doing, bro? I'm good.

How are you?

Ah, peachy.

Just peachy.

You been drinking?

Oh, yeah. I had a couple of beers at
lunch.

Lunch? Evan, Nashville's your breakfast.

D -O -A.

You understand that?

Come on. Come on. Sit down. Sit down.
Pretend to be working.

Evan,

shut up. Sit here. Put these on. Do not
speak unless spoken to. Is this what

you're working on? Ah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I got this.

First and ten, boss. We got a print off
that curtain meter now.

Are you always right?

Only with the stuff that doesn't add to
the quality of my life.

Remember you said that.

She's got good ears.

What? So cute, dear.

My name is Jason Stott, 27, career
crook, served six years in Vacaville,

five weeks ago.

Just out on parole, should be easy to
track. He's not on parole. He was

for parole two and a half years ago, but
he decided to stay his full term.

to avoid having to check in with or be
monitored by anyone.

That's not good.

What's up with the redecorator?

Oh, well, that was a brilliant theory I
was working on, but some of the stinking

evidence refuses to cooperate.

Well, who was it?

Besides our armored car, dude,
somebody's been hitting banks here in

and jewelry stores in Cupertino.

Age of specialization, huh?

Why, yes and no, because all of them are
white males.

All of them working solo, all
approximately 5 '9", 160 pounds, all of

pulling very risky daylight robberies.
So you're thinking it's the same guy?

That was the theory, but evidently the
jewelry store robber limps and never

a word, and the bank robber talks all
the time, he's exceedingly polite, and

armored car dude, well, he's a
singularly nasty foreign guy.

Well, if it's not the same guy, maybe
the same crew.

No, no, no, that's good.

That's good.

I think you're on to something here.
Joe, look at this.

Put glasses on this guy and change the
hair.

Tell me that doesn't look like Adam
Cosgrove.

Who's Adam Cosgrove?

He was a witness from yesterday's bank
heist.

What, your witness is your suspect?

That's what I'm thinking.

Adam Cosgrove is Jason Stott. So what
are we dealing with here?

I'll call the prison and see what I can
find out. Good.

Harv, did he give an address?

He did, but is he crazy enough to tell
us where he actually lives?

God, I hope so.

Go get him. Yeah.

Give me your gun.

What?

You're not coming in.

I'm not leaving you behind with a loaded
gun when you're loaded.

Come on, Harv.

I just had a couple of beers at lunch.

I have done a lot worse.

You don't have to tell me that.

Who lives here? Laura Ashley?

Up there, clear.

Do you hear that? Yeah.

Okay, everything's addressed to Greta
Wurtschafter. Who's Greta Wurtschafter?

Nobody's home.

Well, Ronnie.

Let's get some prints. Yes, sir.

Hey, Nick.

Joe, how you doing?

Oh, good, man. How are you?

Fine. Sounds like you're in a good mood
tonight.

I am.

You're not gonna have Nick Bridges to
kick around anymore.

What, you moving back in with Nash?

No, I'm tired of living with Nash and
bunking on your doorstep like some poor

relation. All the while, I've got a
racehorse worth 400 grand.

I'm selling him.

You're selling Mr. Woody?

Yep. I found a buyer.

Bet's looking at him right now.

That's gonna be great.

Oh, hello, Frank.

This is it, partner.

All right.

Well, why don't you just give me the
good news? You can start by how many

are on the check.

Uh -huh.

Thanks, Frank.

What's the matter? You look like a dog
just died.

Mr. Woody didn't vet out.

Got a boat tender.

Never gonna race again.

Oh, man, that's terrible.

Oh, yes, it's terrible.

That's gonna buy a house where the
jacuzzi is gonna get away from the whole

lot of you.

Oh, well, something will work out.

Joe. I'm either 69 or I'm 70 years old,
and I'm unemployable. All my dreams went

up in smoke so damn long ago I don't
even remember what the hell they were.

I got four measly grand in the bank.

I'm excess baggage, Joe. You tell me
that it'll all work out.

I'm sorry, Joe. It's not your fault.

Um, well, there's got to be a solution,
Nick.

Yeah. Would you name one?

Drop a bank.

Win the lotto. I don't know. Marry a
rich woman.

Yeah, sure.

I'm just going to get out my little
black book.

There you go.

as aged priest.

How long did you treat Jason Stock?

Not long enough.

He was brought to my attention with only
a short time remaining on his sentence.

I wanted to treat him. I felt he was
showing signs of dissociative identity

disorder. DID?

Didn't they used to call that multiple
personalities?

Mm -hmm. I detected six different alters
or identities.

Now, I used to date a few guys with that
very same problem.

You've got to move out of law
enforcement circles. They are the worst.

Too late.

My condolences.

Thanks.

Why didn't you hold on to Stock?

I tried, believe me, but he'd served out
a sentence and there was nothing I

could do.

Well, I'm not sure if anyone with a Y
chromosome lives at Cosgrove's Address.

That place is rented to a young lady
named Greta Vorchapter.

Greta Vorchapter. Uh -huh.

And who the hell is that? If we believe
what little empirical evidence we have,

Greta Vorchapter is Jason Stock because
his are the only prints we found in that

apartment. So wouldn't I have started
the cross -dresser?

Well, it's actually the doctor here.

Jason saw there's no transgender
manifestations that I know of. At least

didn't show any when I was treating him.

Hello, Nash.

Hello, Lori.

Hey, Joe. Harvey. Doctor, lovely as
ever. I didn't know you were out of

Vacaville now.

Yep, new assignment.

So I heard you got married.

Oh, yeah.

Married and divorced.

Ah, the two do seem to go together with
you.

Don't say ever.

Lori and I used to be... Good friends.

Yeah, good friends. A long time ago.
Long, long time ago.

Are you seeing anyone?

Yeah, yes, I am. Why don't we get back
to the case?

Uh, good idea. Let's go back here.

Dr. Billings seems to think that Stott
is suffering from multiple

What, like Sybil?

Well, actually, Sybil turned out to be a
fraud.

In fact, my understanding that there is
no such thing as multiple personalities.

Depends on who you ask.

Well, I'm asking you. I absolutely
believe in speculative disorders. I've

treated enough of them. So Stott's
mentally ill, in your opinion?

No. Multiplicity isn't a form of mental
illness. It's more of a self -defense,

an adaptive mechanism for dealing with
stress.

It comes from severe childhood trauma,
and Stott had plenty of that.

He does.

I'm dubious.

Yeah. I don't know.

Listen, I may need you when we catch
this guy. Are you reachable?

Yeah. I've moved back to San Francisco.

Oh, good. Just around the corner.

My home number.

Call any time.

Hey.

Joe, Harvey.

Bye. Nice to meet you, Inspector.

Water under the bridge.

Why do you sound so defensive?

I'm not defensive. Did I sound defensive
to you?

Is that my phone?

Mine, too.

Why don't I hold on to this?

After all, she's my lead.

Are you okay?

Are you all right?

You want to call a doctor?

You got the jump on us, boss.

Jason Stott, a .k .a. Adam Cosgrove, he
quit his telemarketing job yesterday.

Did he fugitize? This is a possibility.

He's been exchanging e -mails with an
address I tracked to Vacaville, and that

address belongs to Henry Caesar, a guy
doing life for killing four people in

I want to talk to this guy.

I'll call Vacaville.

Yes, I can hold.

Excuse me.

I'd like to make a withdrawal.

You can't see a teller for that.

Well, I'd rather that you help me.

I'm likely to be on this call a long
time. No, Mary Jane's very good. You

her I sent you.

Yes, Mr. Miller.

Yes, hey.

I am sorry, but I will need your full
attention.

That was a very important phone call,
and I don't please.

Sit down, or I will have to pull out my
gun and ruin the rest of your day.

If you call that guard, you will be my
first target.

You and I are going to walk into the
vault, and you're going to help me. I'd

like to see a gun first.

You think I'm bluffing?

If you had a gun, you'd have no
compunctions about showing it to me, am

Mm -hmm.

Just as I thought.

Fred, would you come over here, please?

Don't.

I'll have to take my business elsewhere.

What the hell are you?

SFPD. We want to talk to you about your
buddy, Jason Scott.

We worked in the prison library
together. He got out.

The end.

You forgot the part about the emails.

You know, Scott had been corresponding
since he got released.

All prisoners have access to the library
computer.

But there's only one of them that has
access to it after it closes at three.

That would be you.

We had the webmaster access the internet
server where the actual transmission

was arrested, and they hadn't been
erased yet.

A little bit cryptic, but we can kind of
figure out that the times and locations

had something to do with the robberies.

Now, that's not good.

I got life without parole.

So why in the hell would I help you
guys?

What's that?

That would be a one -way ticket to hell,
Bubba.

That is a fully executed transfer to
beautiful Pelican Bay Prison, man.

Maybe you saw the piece they did on 60
Minutes. No yard privileges, none of

trustee crap. Uh -uh, that's out.

And no 60 Minutes.

No TVs, computers, road gang buddies.

Basically what you do is you just bend
over and kiss your ass goodbye.

All right, Stout Saloon.

He's a freak.

Got like 20 people in his head.

All right, great.

Pick one up. Tell us where we can find
him.

Or her.

All right, I'll tell you the ones I
know, but that's all I got.

Good. We'll take that for now.

All right, cool. Thanks.

And I'll take the teller's. You take the
customer's, okay?

Okay, yeah, great. I'm going to use the
bathroom real quick, all right?

Okay.

Officer,

I've been waiting for somebody to take
my statement.

All right.

Are you a teller?

No. I'm in new accounts, but I saw the
man from my desk.

You saw the man who assaulted the guard?
Yes. His name is Philippe Le Carré.

Although he didn't talk or act like
Philippe. But I know it was him.

You know this Mr. Licari personally?

He used to have an account at the branch
I worked at in the mission.

Great.

Sit down. We'll get some of this down.

So what the hell is going on with Nick
and what is it you're not supposed to be

telling?

Okay. He tried to sell Mr.

Woody but that didn't work out because
there's something wrong with him. So he

cashed in his money market account and
bought a week in the fastest retirement

home in San Francisco.

What the hell did he do that for?

To meet a rich woman and then live with
her.

I can't read your expression there.

Uh, this might be good.

You're happy about this?

Well, let's look at it this way. If he
blows all of his money, he'll get kicked

out. What choice will he have?

He'll have to come home.

So what do we do?

We don't do a damn thing.

As it happens, I'm a widower myself.

I'm so sorry.

John, my husband died of cancer.

I'm sorry.

My husband, Marvin, died of heart
disease.

He'd had one angioplasty after another
until he was bedridden.

Then they finally did a six -way bypass
and a splenectomy. He never woke up.

That's terrible.

Mine was eaten by ants.

I beg your pardon?

My husband. He was eaten by ants.

He went on safari to Kenya. He fell into
an elephant trap.

Well, the ants didn't kill him. The ball
did.

But I like to say it that way.

It's a great icebreaker.

It sure is.

Oh,

I wish I could eat bait.

I only have four feet of intestine left,
so there are very few foods that I can

tolerate.

Hey,

get off me. I

didn't do anything.

Shut up and stay down.

Tough man, huh?

You have the right to remain silent.

Every single one of you.

Four, three, two, one.

You are now completely relaxed, totally
safe.

Free to be whomever you are.

Who are you?

Philippe, the cafe.

Philippe, do you remember me?

Yes, yes, you are a friend of Jason's,
no?

I'm Jason's psychotherapist. I need to
talk to him.

What are you doing here?

Who are these people?

You're in a police station.

You're under arrest for armed robbery
and aggravated assault.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. I served
my time.

I didn't do anything.

Doctor, tell them I didn't do anything.

I think his dominant personality is
completely unaware of any criminal

Can I get a glass of water or something?

I don't think I've met you. I'm Adam.

Captain! Hey, did you catch that bank
robber?

I'm Dr.

Billings, Mr.

Cosworth. We met briefly in prison, do
you recall?

I think I could get some meds.

Obviously,

the dress he's under here is causing a
complete breakdown.

I'm concerned for his well -being, Nash.
Three, two, one, awake.

No doubt you're diagnosed, doctor.

Just your patient's credibility.

Did Caesar coach you?

Captain, you're scaring me.

And I'm waiting for Mr. Stott to come
out of there.

Because I know he's in there.

What?

I agree with you that something's fishy,
but I just saw something different.

What is it?

Well, you're going to think I'm crazy,
but I would say that Laurie and Stott

more than Dr. Patient.

You serious?

Yeah.

You can call it woman's intuition, but I
definitely sense a vibe there.

Kind of like the vibe I saw between you
and her.

Wait a minute. And the fact that you're
feeling...

Oh, gosh, I don't know, maybe a little
territorial? That wouldn't have anything

to do with this theory.

I am going to pretend that I did not
hear that.

Tell you what, I'll look into it.

Well, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I will.

Hmm.

Now that's odd.

What?

Laurie was Henry Caesar's therapist for
four years.

Why is that odd?

She didn't mention it when his name came
up.

Speak of the devil.

Got it.

Well, did you beat a confession out of
him? He didn't do anything, Nash. Don't

tell me you're buying this multiplicity
crap.

If he's faking, he's doing a hell of a
job.

Caesar tried something like that, didn't
he?

Who? Caesar. Henry Caesar. Henry Caesar
was textbook schizophrenic.

Schizophrenia is a chemical imbalance
not unlike diabetes.

At Vacaville, we were able to treat 100
% of his symptoms.

Insanity is not just a defense used by
slick lawyers, Nash. It's also a serious

medical condition.

Unlike police work, medicine is a
science.

Did you know that he and Mr. Stott were
very close friends?

No. Is that supposed to mean something?

I don't know.

Does it?

This isn't you, is it?

This is her.

She planted this paranoid idea.

Now there's a hell of a leap.

Call me if you or she have any other
brilliant ideas.

Night, Joe.

Have it.

Harvey. Harvey, my friend. What the hell
are you doing here? You gotta hear

something.

Yeah, I must have dozed off.

You got a problem?

We all have problems, don't we, Harv?

Just lay off, man.

Hey, hot shot.

You kick that booze, and you kick the
pills.

Or I take all your crap to Nash. You can
decide what to do with your sorry ass.

Wait a second.

Wait a second.

You want to go to Nash with this stuff.
We're going to have a little bit of a

problem there, huh? No, you and I? No,
we're not going to have any problem.

Not unless you're stupid enough to
underestimate me.

Get out of my way.

Hi, I'm looking for Nick Bridges.

A patron for you, sir.

Nick Bridges to the front desk, please.

What's up?

Hi,

Joe.

Oh, hi, Nick.

Have you tried one of these? These hands
are fabulous.

Oh, yeah.

Why don't you try one of the oyster
mushrooms?

It's almost time for your massage in
front of Nick.

Thank you, Hedwig. I'll be right there.

Great.

What do you want, Joe?

Oh, nothing.

I just came by to see if you're okay.

Are you okay? You told Nash, and he sent
you here to check on me, right?

Why don't we just say something like
that?

Joe, don't let the door hit you on the
way out.

I'm sorry. Let's go.

Okay, I had you for a whole hour for a
Swedish massage.

Oh.

I'll be just a minute.

All right.

Bay Meadows Racetrack, last January.

Yes. Oh, your horse won the fifth race.

And mine won the El Camino Derby. Hell
and high water, that was your horse,

Chestnut Colt. Do you still own it?

Oh, no, no, no. I sold the whole stable.
What about you?

Well, I dabble.

Um, say, are you doing anything for
dinner tonight?

Hey. Yeah.

You seen Nick?

Oh, yeah.

How's he doing?

Uh, he's getting his money's worth.

Ah, he'll come crawling back.

I won't hold my breath, Bubba.

You're not going to like this.

Nevertheless.

Laurie was not only Henry Caesar's
therapist in Vacaville, I think she's

seeing him.

Explain. According to prison records,
she's been up there on a weekly basis

the last two months.

You ever wonder how a guy who stabbed
four people gets on a road crew with

implements?

Psychiatric referral.

Signed by Dr.

Laurie.

You're good.

It gets better.

She lost funding for a grant to study
recidivism in mentally ill inmates. This

was after she lost her job due to
cutbacks at Vacaville. She, um, filed

bankruptcy in June.

That's quite a story, Inspector.

How do you want to handle this?

Very carefully.

And thanks for not wheeling out the I
told you so card.

Great dinner.

Especially the company.

You can say that again.

Say, what does a person go for a
nightcap around here?

Well, there's always my plate.

I'd be delighted.

You know, Nick, we have so much in
common.

You know, courses, travel, a love for
the finer things in life.

Now, if we like each other as much as I
think we do, we have to promise

something. That we'll always be honest
with each other.

Okay, Doris. I'll be honest with you.

I'm having a great time.

Most women my age have given up on love.

But I still fantasize about finding
somebody wonderful.

That's one of the reasons I came here.

To find a man who doesn't need my money.

Of course, there is the fact that most
rich older men have a thing for younger

women.

So it's not easy.

You know, I once read a book about Louis
XIV.

This famous king. King of France, I
think.

He was married to a retarded Spanish
dwarf.

So he took a bunch of mistresses. Now,
this is the part that I like the best.

He dumped the younger ones for the older
ones as he went along because he didn't

give a damn about you.

He wanted women who were interesting.

Oh, Nick.

Either you are the most evolved man
alive or you really know how to push a

girl's button.

Frankie, you were wonderful.

Thanks. You weren't too shabby yourself.

Yeah?

Well, I always wanted to meet a man who
could make me weaken the knees, and now

I have.

Holy Moses, did I do that?

Yes, you did.

Do you think you've lost?

Could see if you could do it again.

You bet.

First, I gotta get a drink of water.

This passion makes my mouth dry.

Don't let me down.

Hi there.

Thanks for coming.

Thanks for asking me.

I took the liberty of ordering for us.

Oh, good. Kettle one with orange?

You haven't changed drinks, too, have
you, Nash? No.

Thank you.

Cheers.

We made a good couple, Nash.

What do you think?

I think that whatever there is for you
to tell me about this case, now would be

a good time.

You asked me and Nash, and now you're
accusing me of being a suspect?

I'm giving you a chance to save
yourself, yeah.

It's one of the things I like about you,
Nash. You don't beat around the bush.

Exactly. So why don't you just tell me
what's going on?

You know, if I make this offer to Scott,
he turns on you in a heartbeat.

Then why don't you?

We'll say it's for old time's sake.

You're a cop first and a person second.

If you had anything on me, you wouldn't
be fishing for freebies.

You're good, Laurie.

But I'm not a patient.

And I don't buy it.

Any of it.

Does she make you happy?

Yes. There I am.

Does that make you happy?

Now I remember why I left you.

Actually, I left you.

That's what I made you think.

Rather than dump a man, I just make him
fall out of love with me. It's easier.

Well, you did an excellent job.

Change of mind.

Call me.

Even if I did something, you wouldn't be
able to prove it.

Now, that's an odd statement from an
innocent person.

I didn't say I was innocent.

I said you wouldn't be able to prove it.

You're in over your head, Laurie.

Prodigal father returns.

Yep.

Nick, listen, I know where you've been
and I know what you've been doing, so I

guess I'm just trying to say I'm sorry
it didn't work out. You're my father and

welcome home.

Thanks. Here, let me get that for you. I
can carry it. I got it, I got it.

It's empty.

What is this?

Getting my stuff for Hawaii.

Oh. Do you think I should get married in
this, or should I wear a suit instead?

Married?

Yes.

Married.

My silly plan worked.

I met a very nice woman who has a hell
of a lot of money, and guess what, sonny

boy? She thinks I'm the cat's ass.

Oh, she's got her own 737. Her second
husband left it to her.

And we're flying to Molokai to get
married before our families can screw it

Okay.

Nick, how long is it going to take
before she realizes you're a liar?

That you don't have a pot to piss in.
What happens then?

It ain't going to matter.

Because when I started this thing, it
was just for the money. But damn it, I

love that woman.

And I'm just going to make her so damn
happy that she won't care. Aloha, son.

Tell me you got the money.

Stott's hiding more than just his
identities, boss. We checked every

of his addresses.

Flophouses, rental rooms, motels. No
sign of the money in any of them. I have

this horrible feeling I know who has it.

Your ex -girlfriend rented a large
safety deposit box the same week Stott

started his rampage.

Would this be large enough to hide a
couple million bucks?

Well, if it was converted to large
denominations, yeah.

Okay, Harvey, get a warrant. Go to the
bank. Get the money.

Got it.

You can say it now.

I don't have to say.

That would work.

Captain Bridget, the safe deposit box is
empty. Check the signature card.

Oh, she came by yesterday morning. We
lose.

Not yet, we don't. Bring me the
signature card to that box.

All right, see you in 30.

Here you go. What's this?

Paperwork to transfer stuff to the site
ordered at SF General.

Damn.

How long will it take to get a new set
of transfers?

About an hour.

Make it 90 minutes.

About 90 minutes.

Excellent.

What's the delay?

Funny, you seem a lot better, Mr. Stott.

I guess the multiple things run its
course just in time for you to get

transferred. I'm not talking anymore.

Well, good. Shut up and listen.

There was a flaw in your plan. Or was it
her plan?

He couldn't have trusted her.

What's that?

Signature card.

From her safe deposit box.

It's empty.

She took all the money out. Yesterday.

All of it.

My guess is that she's going to be on a
plane by tonight.

Oh, is that you realizing you've been
had? Or is that yet another personality

coming out?

Laurie gets an idea from Henry Caesar.

She can succeed where he failed because
she can coach you on the insanity

defense.

You get out of Vacaville. You go on a
spree. You leave lots of clues.

You establish your cast of characters.
Then when you hit a certain magic

say five, six million, you get caught.

She helps convince the court that you
are nutcase.

I need psychiatric help. I know.

You'd like nothing better than to be
unable to stand trial.

Skip that unpleasant prison part.

Go right to the hospital and with
medication and caring therapy, you're

magically cured.

Then in two or three years, you just
walk right out of there to six million

cash.

You overestimate me.

You, yes.

But, Laurie, no.

If you think she's going to deal you out
of it, I really did overestimate you.

What are you doing here?

Looking for the money.

Not here.

Where is it?

You just don't give up, do you?

No, I don't.

You got nothing on me, Nash.

Well, that's not true. I have two
-thirds of the partners.

Oh, and I got to tell you something.

Stop. He wasn't very happy when he found
out you'd run off with his life

savings. And Caesar, well, he turned on
you as soon as I bunked him up with a

guy that's been trying to kill him for
two years.

So let me get this straight.

The only hard evidence you have is the
word of two habitual criminals?

Oh, no, I got a little more than that.

Are you arresting me?

Well, yes, I am.

I see.

Put the gun down, Laurie.

Sorry, Nat.

You shouldn't have trusted me.

I didn't.

Got it.

All of it.

Thank you.

Where's the money?

First -time offender.

Respected professional.

With good behavior and a great lawyer, I
should be out in two years, maybe less.

I'll get you two something nice.

Boy, you know how to pick them.

Boy, I sure do.

I picked you.

Thank you.

Nick, I had my lawyer check you out.

You did?

Mm -hmm.

Oh, you were a sailor, all right.

But you were a merchant marine.

And you don't even have ten cents to
your name.

No.

Do you know why I don't tell you to go
to hell?

Why? Because I don't care.

You're real.

You're fun.

Oh, you're the best darn lover I ever
had.

And I'm crazy about you.

Do you promise to make love to me until
we both die of ecstasy?

You bet.

Doris, you're the greatest.

Oh, so are you, Nick.

Now. Here's the deal.

See, I live on the interest, and it's a
bundle.

So we will see the world and have a
ball.

And if it lasts 10 more years or 20 more
years, that's wonderful.

But I'm leaving the principal to my
kids.

I love you, Doris.

It's a deal.

Oh, Mickey.

I love you, too.

What?

Not in a limo, Doris.

Doris.

Doris.

Doris.

Do you want anything?

Want a beer or something?

day of my life, I don't ever remember
feeling this low.

Except when your mama died.

Go ahead and say it, son.

Nothing to say, Nick.

Except I'm sorry it happened.

I loved everything about that sweet
woman.

I know you did.

You know, the one good thing is, Doris
didn't want to die alone, and she

Well, at least you got some memories
that you didn't have before.

I guess.

I got a nice new sport coat.

All I need now is to save up another
four grand.

Just kidding.

Well, son, what else do I have to live
for if I can't keep you guessing a

little?

Night, son.

Good night, Dad.