All language subtitles for nash_bridges_s05e20_missing_key

Okay, Ned, I got a brain teaser for you.

What if my brain doesn't want to be
teased?

If you get this right, you're a genius.

Okay? Four families live in a row of
houses on the same street.

Swiss, Canadian, German, and Mexican.

They each have one pet. A dog, a
parakeet, a goldfish, and a cat, but not

necessarily in that order.

Okay? All right. Now, the Mexican family
lives from left to right between the

Swiss and Canadian families. The
parakeet and the dog's families aren't

The cat lives two houses away from the
parenting.

You know, I only have about four hours
of fuel left in this thing.

The Mexican family doesn't own the dog
or the cat.

The German's house to the left of the
Swiss house.

Is there a question any time in the near
future?

All right, here's the question.

If the dog doesn't live on either end of
the street, which family owns the

goldfish?

The Canadian family.

How'd you figure that one out?

I used to live on that street.

Ha ha, yes!

It's an easy game, really.

Simple game.

Joe? I believe you're away, Chief.

It's up to you.

He'll be taking this back if I birdie
this.

Oh, we'll be buying drinks.

Maybe you should bogey the next hole
here, Chief.

Are you kidding me? If he makes it, I'm
going to hit him in the kneecap.

Oh, no. Son of a... Our sources say that
Jimmy Z is moving his entire Asian drug

business to lock, stock, and barrel.

From Hong Kong to San Francisco.

I'm heading up a task force, Nash.

I'd like you to run it.

How am I going to run that and the SIU
at the same time? Well, you'll have to

delegate.

You mean administrate. As you well know,
I'm not much of an administrator.

So for this time, I think I'll just take
a bath. Thank you.

Hey, Jennifer, how you doing? I need to
talk to you.

Sure, come on in.

This doesn't look good.

Give it a second.

I don't know.

Walter, move!

Call 911.

I'm already dialing.

She's alive.

around the club, you know, nothing
special.

Played golf with her and came for us a
couple times, that's it.

She know you're a cop?

Yeah. What does she do?

Uh, she's a nurse. I can't remember the
name of the guy she works for.

You need detail from a hospital just
called.

Jennifer Wilson didn't make it off the
operating table. Head injuries were too

bad. She's dead?

I didn't want to hear that.

There's a jacket on the car of that
abducted Jennifer.

The owner's name is Willis Verrett. He's
a bit player in various bunco, fraud,

extortion, arson for hire type gigs. A
journeyman type guy.

He's not a guy who operates on his own.

No, strictly a take orders type guy.

Get an address.

That's from his parole officer.

Hey, I got a couple tickets for the
giant sponsor all game tomorrow night.

to go? I would love to.

But Cassie's got to play.

Oh, yeah?

She's back into the theater thing?

What happened to the CIA thing?

That went away, thank God, and lucky for
me.

She's 20 years old, man.

Next thing looks better than the last
thing.

I bet she ends up being a cop.

What did I do to you?

What's so bad about that?

It's not going to happen.

All right.

I don't think that's what she's
thinking.

Oh, really? Well, what is she thinking?

It's a whole dead hero thing, you know?
I mean, it's so Freudian, it's bound to

happen. And it's so lame.

Oh, uh, SPF PD.

Looking for Willis Barrett.

Who? His parole officer gave us his
address.

He's not here.

Did you ever think that maybe that cough
and your smoking might be related?

Who are you, Mr. Surgeon General?

Oh, yeah.

Okay. And you are?

Ken Klotkin.

Well, Ms. Klotkin, this is an open
warrant.

Since your son's on parole, it gives us
the right to enter the residence and

search at any time. He's not my son.

He's my lover.

Okay. We're going to come in now.

Told you he's not here.

Oh!

Never mind, we found him.

You know, you can't sleep like that.
It's bad for your feet. Come on, get out

there.

Take him back to interrogation.
Certainly.

Joe, give me a minute, will you?

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

I'm just taking some measurements.

Strictly routine, Nash. Part of my
general audit of the SIU. No, no. See,

were a tailor, taking measurements would
be routine.

What are you doing?

I'm just the guy with the... Who are
you? What's your name? Gordon. Gordon,

are you doing? I make no decisions here,
believe me. What decisions?

Can you please let me do my job, all
right? If there are any results to be

I'll tell you the result.

Don't think that you're going to come in
here and do some sort of coup d 'etat

or menage a trois or some sort of French
thing like that.

Okay?

All right, let's jump ahead, Willis. Do
you know that girl you kidnapped, the

one who jumped out of your car? Well,
she's dead.

That's not my fault. She jumped on her
own. Willis, that's enough. Look, he's

taking the fifth. He's not going to say
anything else.

I don't think you're innocent here,
Judy.

We're going after you as an accessory
both on the kidnapping and murder

You can't do that. Oh, really?

You want to go through the penal code
with me?

Look, let me shortcut this for you,
Willis.

She gets convicted. She does 15 to life
on either charge.

I told you from that cough, I'm sick of
life.

Don't believe me.

No, you're not going to jail.

I want to know why you kidnapped
Jennifer and who hired you.

I'll let her walk.

It's your decision, buddy.

Come on, buddy.

Dr. McGowan hired me.

Dr. McGowan, that's the doctors you work
for?

Why? He paid me three grand, I hired a
buddy, that's all I know.

Dr. McGowan is who you want.

What kind of doctor is Dr.

McGowan?

He's a plastic surgeon.

Really?

Well, are you bipolar?

Pardon me? Are you schizophrenic? You're
the doctor. You tell me. I don't know.

I mean, you're great with a knife, but
you are just a complete dummy.

The girl's dead, Mr.

Peck. It wasn't me, but we're out of
trouble.

What about those two popsicle sticks you
hired?

What about the evidence?

Don't you know that crap always floats
to the surface?

Fresh orange juice?

Manuela just squeezed it.

Thoughtful, Madonna.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did. I
didn't want to trouble you with a

that was mine.

Are we ready?

Yes, sir. We're queued up here.

I want you to look at this.

What are we watching?

This is the security video from the golf
course.

I had somebody obtain it from the
security offices this afternoon.

I want you to see something.

Hey, see that?

See it?

That's your loyal nurse, Jennifer.

You know what she's doing?

She's putting a key in someone's golf
bag.

Whose bag? Who is she meeting out there?

Rewind it.

Mm -hmm.

He is a San Francisco cop.

A friend of Jennifer's.

And his name is Joe Dominguez.

I don't think he knows he has the key.

I mean, do you?

Well, what do we do?

Gil's gonna get the key.

Oh, yes, sir, that's correct.

And you? I don't want you to do
anything.

Don't do anything. Don't.

Don't breathe without calling me.

Blind date.

That's a nice segue.

Thank you. No, seriously, there's this
girl named Heidi. She volunteers at the

shelter. She's really sweet. I think
she'd be perfect for you.

I don't know.

Come on, Harv. Come down to the potluck
and just meet her. No pressure.

Sorry, Tuffy. Hey, Mom. Dr. McGowan?

Inspector's leaking, Cortez. Need to
speak to you in private.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I've got rounds right now and I'm late.

We're going to have to insist.

I can't believe Jennifer's dead.

My God.

You know, Doctor, what we're trying to
figure out is why anybody would want to

kidnap her.

Why would I have any idea?

No enemies?

No.

So you two got along?

We got along great. She was an excellent
worker.

Do you perform all your procedures at
North Beach Hospital?

Everything that requires anesthesia.

Yeah, like facelifts.

Right. You know, in your office.

Like late at night or anything?

What are you implying?

Yeah, I'm curious.

Is it possible with plastic surgery to
change somebody's identity, like, say, a

criminal or something, so that you
couldn't recognize them afterwards?

Who would do that?

But you could.

Well, if possible, yes. Would I? No.

You want to tell me why I was dragged
out of the hospital down here to answer

these questions?

I'm sorry if we inconvenienced you, Doc.

We're sorry. May I go? Yeah.

You can go.

Harvey,

Ronnie tells me that you're interested
in buying an electric car.

I am. Really?

Well, it just so happened that my new
administrative job gave me a new car,

Crown Vic. That's pretty impressive,
right?

Anyway, you know, I really don't need
two cars, so I figure if I have to find

beloved car a new home, I might as well
be with you.

You love that car.

Are you willing to sell that? I know. It
is so incredible.

It's the best feeling in the world to
drive down the road and listen to music

without it being drowned out by the
engine.

I never had that pleasure with the
Ranchero. I mean, it sounds like a tank.

My little zebra.

Something we really need to experience.

So you interested?

Yeah, definitely.

Yeah? All right. We'll talk. We'll make
a deal. All right.

Tell me that you're kidding.

I'm not kidding. Show me where to plug
in.

Hey, you need a sweater?

Mama always used to ask me that.

Remember?

Anytime the sun went down and the wind
picked up, I'll get you a sweater, she'd

say.

Whew, figures be some kind of weather.

There's a chill.

Better get the dogs inside before this
storm hits.

I don't feel nothing.

Kyle, you don't get out of your chair
until after your speech.

I like it better.

We don't change the blocking the day
before opening night.

You know what?

I'm trying to actually make the scene
work.

This is my play, and I want your ass in
the damn chair. That's it. Screw you.

Screw your stupid makeup.

Kyle. Kyle, please don't go. Come on.
I'm going.

Russell, we can't have a play without a
grandfather.

Hey, uh, do you act?

Huh? Russell, that's my grandfather.

Yeah, and I've seen you running lines
with him.

You ever acted before at one act in my
play?

Well, I don't know the first thing about
acting.

Neither did the guy you're replacing.

Give me an excuse.

Easy. What do you want?

You shut up.

Got him. Let's go.

Here's a little parting gift for you.

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just here.

Then they had to know I was a cop. They
went straight for my gun.

Yeah, then your golf bag.

Maybe Jennifer was trying to give you
something.

Maybe.

Whatever it was, the bad guys have it
now.

Where's the key?

Well, I don't know. Maybe Dominguez
found it. Not that he'll know what it

I don't care what you have to do.

Find it.

When I get a handle on his routine,
it'll be done.

That's my boy.

When Jerry was alive, dead concerts,
that was my beach in Hawaii.

It started, I was hitchhiking through
the Rockies when I was in college, and I

get picked up by these guys, and they
got a cassette layering, and it's

Man Dead.

I'd never heard it.

It was, it was just life -altering.

I mean, I'm gliding along.

In this van, and I've got these towering
mountains.

And this music, it's like a connection
to

all sorts of stuff that I'd always felt,
but I never knew how to talk about.

I'm going to go get some more potato
salad. Do you want anything?

No, thanks.

Hey, so are things looking good?

I don't know.

What's going on? She's not rocking your
world? She blew me off in favor of the

potato salad.

Bummer.

I'm gonna get some dessert.

Hi.

Hey.

I want you to know I loved what you had
to say there.

It was cool.

Really?

I want to see your dead collection.

So what's up with you this morning,
Barb?

Strange mood.

That's that PD.

We're going to be about five minutes. No
problem, sir.

Oh, very little sleep last night,
brother.

Why's that?

Heidi came back to the place.

Wild animal sex all night long. Barely
got my clothes on, made it to work. I

don't care, though.

Whatever happens today, last night was
worth it.

Harvey, I feel so used. Used and abused,
brother. How many women have I missed

out on by not going to potlucks?

He's wearing a blue blazer and a tie.

He said he was on the board. He wanted
the tape, so I gave him the tape.

Can you describe him physically?

Sure. He was old. He was probably like
40.

Jet black hair.

Right, right. Was he white, black,
height, weight?

Yeah, he was a white guy. Probably about
5 '10", maybe 170 pounds.

Anything more specific?

Yeah, he was driving a sweet, brand -new
white Porsche.

I do remember that car.

Hey, you didn't happen to catch a
dealership name off the rear plate,

Yeah, it was from the Presidio Heights
Porsche.

Yeah, I remember. Oh, excellent. That's
a lot of help, buddy.

The guy who confiscated the security
video from the country club, the valet

remembered his car.

We ran it through the dealership, Nash,
but this dude's nowhere to be found.

You're Hellstrom. We know him?

Not from that picture. We got his
fingerprint from the DMV, ran it through

That's where we got him.

Anthony Marcello.

Check this, Nash.

Marcello used to work with this guy out
of Chicago named Louis Fallon, and it

turns out Fallon was very deep into
insurance fraud, arson, murder, until he

disappeared five years ago. And the
assumption is that he's up to his neck

cement in the bottom of Lake Michigan.

Either that, or he's got a new face
living his new life.

Can I say this while everybody's
thinking it? This is creepy.

Tell me about it.

I've been going over Jennifer's phone
records.

She made over 50 calls last month to
somebody named Mary Burns, a recovery

nurse, North Beach Hospital.

A lot of phone calls, even if you're a
friend.

We'll talk to Mary.

Oh, boy.

Figures it'd be some kind of weather.

There's a chill.

I don't feel nothing.

How come you never talk about Mama?

Because I don't want to, that's why.

Well, nobody talks about her.

It's like y 'all got this secret wrapped
up in your guts, and I know it wasn't

no accident like Daddy says.

You think you know.

She must have took those pills because
she wanted to die.

Is that what you think?

Well, if it ain't so, Grandpa, then you
tell me.

Clista, your mother was as contrary as
they get.

We had this fight over that damn quilt
she loves so much.

And she called me and she said she
wanted it back and then she hung up.

That's when she took the pills.

She wanted me to come find her, just to
have to take her to the hospital.

But I couldn't because I had revenge in
my heart.

So she lay there, the life falling away
from

her, just falling deeper and deeper into
sleep.

The life sliding from her eyes.

Because her daddy couldn't come and save
her.

Because I had to teach her a lesson.

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Hey, guys. We got a confirmation from
Mary Burns. McGowan is a cut man for the

mob. According to Mary, after Jennifer
realized what was going on, she secretly

made copies of McGowan's files,
including before and after pictures.

And she told Mary that she knew a cop
she wanted to get him to.

Me. Right.

Mary said Jennifer knew it was risky,
that McGowan's patients were more

dangerous than he was, but she felt she
had to do something.

She didn't have to die.

Is Mary willing to tell her story in
court?

Ready, willing, and able.

We're going to protect her.

All right.

Get McGowan in here.

Yeah. All right.

Dad, Nick was fantastic.

Okay, he had a heart. He had emotion. He
had honesty.

I swear I almost cried.

Here. She's just being dramatic.

And he's just being modest.

Well, I can't wait to see it.

And you better be there because there's
only six performances.

No work excuses.

Okay, I promise. Good.

Should I call an

ambulance?

No, the coroner will do.

Yeah,

hello. So what level are you on there,
Joe?

Who wants to know?

What's more important is that you keep
pedaling.

There's about two pounds of C4 strapped
to the casing of that thing.

Yeah, it's enough to blow you into very
tiny little pieces, so here's how it

works. You stop pedaling, it goes off.

Unless, of course.

Unless what?

You tell me where it is.

Where what is? What are you talking
about?

The key you took out of your golf bag,
Joe. The one Jennifer Wilson put there.

See, I kind of need that back.

Quickly.

I don't know anything about it. I don't
know what you're talking about.

Oh, come on, Joe.

Oh, I can give you a code. You can punch
it into your control panel. It'll

disarm the whole thing right now.

So here's the deal.

You tell me.

Look, I don't know what you're talking
about, okay?

Look, you do not want to kill a cop,
though. So you keep peddling and you're

safe, right?

Now, where's the damn key?

Listen, jackass.

Now, I'm the last chance you've got to
be saved. So what's it going to be? I

don't have a key.

No?

Hey, hey, hey.

I can't stop peddling. Let me see what
you got here.

I'm starting to cramp up. All right, I
got it, got it.

All right, hang in there.

Well,

he wasn't pulling your leg.

What level are you pedaling on?

Seven. I think you can go to one.

You sure?

Pretty sure.

All right.

Now.

What is it? Is it...

Is it rain? No, never mind.

Ah, hey.

You can stop that right now. You sure?

Well, if I'm wrong, we both will.

What happened, man?

You forget to pay your personal trainer?

This guy, guy calls on the phone. He
says, I want that key that Jennifer put

your golf bag.

What key?

I have no idea.

Aha! Therein would be your key, right
there.

According to the experts in Detroit,
your key belongs to a .48 Studebaker

pickup. Okay.

Check DMV records. There can't be too
many of these in the San Francisco area.

And find out if Jennifer Wilson owned
one, okay? I'll put an expedited request

into DMV.

Okay. So, uh, how did our doctor die?
Two shots.

Close range.

CSU's going through the place right now?

Now, this is interesting. We found his
phone number in McGowan's pocket.

Belongs to a rich guy out of Forest
Knolls, Joe, a guy named Raymond Peck.

What's his story?

Apparently he's well -known in the San
Francisco social scene, benefactor, boat

collector, horse aficionado.

Yeah, check this out. He and his wife
recently survived a yachting accident.

Their $2 million yacht burned and sank
off Point Reyes. He was rescued by the

Coast Guard.

I'm thinking I'm actually going to want
to talk to this guy.

Find that Studebaker.

Hunting I shall go.

All righty, then you sank here.

Okay.

Cool. Of course, your money.

All right, there you go.

Congratulations. You are now the proud
owner of a gasoline -free,

environmentally friendly automobile.

Come on. Come on, try it on the side.

See if it's a good fit. Oh, yeah.

I'm a check magnet now.

Oh, I'm going to have to beat him off
with a stick.

Nice art.

Raymond Peck?

My wife, Darlene. Captain Nash Bridges.
Thank you.

Can I fix you fellas a drink?

No, thanks. Not just now.

I understand that you two were in a
rather terrible boating accident.

Thank God for the Coast Guard.

Was the boat a total loss?

Sunk.

That's a shame.

Must have been quite an insurance claim.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

I believe you know Dr. McGowan.

Yes, he's a great friend of ours. Why?

He was murdered.

Oh, my God.

What?

Well, what happened? Can you tell us?

Well, we were hoping you could tell us,
seeing as he had the number to your

private line on him at the time of his
departure.

Yeah, well, Captain, my wife, as you can
see, well, actually, you can't see,

because that was the genius.

My wife was a patient of Terry's, and
this is quite a shock, I can assure you.

I don't know what you're implying here,
and I don't know why you think that you

can come here and do that.

Well, to tell you the truth, Mr. Peck, I
haven't really stitched all the pieces

together myself yet.

But I do know this, that some things
aren't always what they seem.

Meaning what?

Meaning some things aren't always what
they seem.

I hope you're not going to rely on the
metaphysical side of the murder of my

friend.

I'm going to rely on whatever it takes,
Mr. Beck.

I'll be in touch.

I've got your number.

I'm trying to locate a 48 Studebaker
pickup that's on one of your policies.

I've got to take this one thing. I'm
going to hand you over to Inspector

okay? Thanks.

Insurance company on line two. Take it
down, will you? John. Hey. Hi.

I...

There's something I need to tell you.

All right.

Last night was an epiphany for me.

Oh, me too.

Yeah.

Harvey, what I wanted to tell you is,
basically, I date women.

Oh.

I mean, it isn't that I haven't dated
men, but it's been a while.

And last night was very, very unusual
for me.

Oh.

Yeah, no, it was unusual for me, too.

I don't usually... You don't usually
what?

I don't usually get that close to
anybody that quickly.

Harvey, you're a wonderfully eccentric
man.

You're very cool.

And I like you.

But this just isn't the time for me to
be with a man.

I'm sorry.

Nah, yeah.

Harvey.

So, uh, what you want?

Oh, the long and short of it, buddy, is
that our one night together convinced

her she's gay.

Thanks for asking.

On her.

Sir, she's been paying $167 a month to a
Bayview Pier storage unit.

I went down there myself.

She's got a lot of boxes.

If the files are there, it's going to
take a while to find them.

We haven't got a while.

This Nash Bridges is all over this.

He's smarter than you, and he thinks
he's smarter than me.

What do you want to do about it?

Torch it, burn it. It's a wooden pier.

They catch fire all the time. No one
will suspect it.

Done.

She took those pills because she must
have wanted to die. Hey, Nick. She took

those pills because she must have wanted
to die.

I thought you learned your lines
already.

I did learn them. I just don't want to
forget them.

Well, don't overlearn them.

Can you do that?

I don't know.

What are you doing here anyway?

Oh, uh, our former roommate.

Come by and chit -chat.

Hi, Caitlin.

Hello, Nick.

I'm out of here.

Good to see you.

You too.

Water? No, thanks.

Thanks for meeting me here. I figured it
would be better than the SIU.

Now, I know this is going to sound like
I have an axe to grind, Nash, but I

don't. I really don't. Ah, the personal
disclaimer.

This is going to be better than I
thought.

Well, I finished my review, and this is
it.

With the number of cops in the unit and
the square footage of the barge and the

cost of the department, I'm going to
have to recommend that the SIU be moved

onshore into the Embarcadero Center and
that the department use the barge as a

warehouse facility.

I thought you'd be mad.

Mad?

Why would I be mad over something that's
not going to happen?

It's going to happen, Nash.

Sister... You don't have enough fingers
on those little old hands of yours to

pull those strings.

And every time you call me sister, it
makes me more determined.

Really? Really. Well, good luck, sister.

I won't need luck.

Nash, Jennifer Wilson does indeed own a
.48 Studebaker pickup.

Her insurance records show that it's
stored at Bayview Pier Storage.

All right, I'll meet you there.

You want all of these?

Yeah, all of them. Start with the ones
in the front.

Give me some flak.

That's it.

Let's go, let's go. It's on.

Come down too.

Stay dry.

What else you got?

Okay, that's it. Let's go. We don't need
anything else. Let's clear out of here.

Alright, you heard him. Let's go.

I got this one.

Set the charge for ten minutes and lead
me back to the marina.

Got it.

Let's go. We're out of here.

What? I said forget it. We're leaving.

Hey, Cam, sure nobody could find
anything in here, huh?

Where's Nash?

I don't know, he got here before I did.

They found a body.

The coot is here and he's not.

Where's the body?

I don't know, they're gonna need a
breakfast idea.

Any word?

No, not yet.

He hasn't called.

Nope. Well, nothing from the coroner?

No, nothing.

The mobile customer you are trying to
reach is either away from the phone or

of the service area.

All right, look, we can't sit around
here doing nothing.

Now, Nash is not dead, so where could he
be?

Wait a minute.

What is that?

They couldn't make it in.

been waiting to call my battery was dead
we were out on the water go on get up

there go on go ahead get up there you
should have called i told you i tried to

call my battery went dead you should
have called man what the

hell's the matter with you we thought
you were dead dead because i didn't call

no because they blew up the storage
place after they got the fire out there

nothing left

Not the Cuda. The Cuda's gone?

The Cuda's fine. It's all right. No, it
figures the only thing in the world to

be worried about is your stupid car. Hi,
sweet pea.

You gotta love him.

Not really.

You know, Joe, I've heard about throwing
your hubby over for the tennis pro.

But this is a new one on me.

You know, honey, in case you didn't
realize it, you are sleeping with a big

face, man. This one's not even big
enough to weigh.

Shut up.

Oh, Joe.

I think you might have touched a nerve
here.

How long you been bonking the boss's
wife there, Romeo?

Whoa, shut up.

Yeah, I know. You already said that.

Let me guess.

You two have been racking your brains
trying to figure out a way to get rid of

the old man, right?

Uh -huh.

And then all of a sudden, the perfect
solution appears.

Or should I say disappears from Dr.
Faceless's office.

Him, I've already had the displeasure of
meeting.

Him, I like even less.

So you want to tell us your husband's
name so we can go get him? If you think

went through seven surgeries to get this
look just to throw it away with a slip

of the tongue, then you... Uh, darling,
you lost when you first slipped your

tongue down his throat.

Now, do I have to get my pliers out, or
are you going to talk to me?

Hello, Lewis.

Told you I'd be back.

It's all there.

Even the part about how back in Chicago
when you were Louis Fallon and you

bought and sold all the luxury yachts
and then torched them for the insurance

money? Mm -hmm.

Yeah, the Chicago police were very, very
helpful in getting us your file, 45

Great Year.

Oh, by the way, they're looking for you.

Insurance fraud, arson, aggravated
assault, murder, accessory to murder.

No wonder you want to leave it all
behind you.

If only you had.

Anyone clever enough to get where I am
has one or two moves left in him.

Well, we'll just have to see him, won't
we?

That's a great line. Let it breathe.

Hey.

Hi.

Is this going to take long? Because I've
got to walk my dog. I'm sorry.

Well, Heidi, what's up?

You want to be friends?

Actually, I was hoping if it wouldn't be
too much trouble, maybe I could get you

out of my system again.

Hey, you need a sweater?

Mom always used to ask me that.

Remember?

Anytime the sun went down and the wind
picked up, I'll get you a sweater, she'd

say.

Figures with some kind of weather,
there's a chill.

What chill?

How come you never talk about Mama?

Well, it's like y 'all got this big
secret wrapped up in your guts, and I

it wasn't no accident like Daddy says.

What are you talking about?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah.

Okay, Russell.

All right.

Yeah, you have a good night, too.

Bye.

I take it that wasn't good news.

No, Russell made up with Kyle.

That's the guy who had the part before
Grandpa.

So Nick's out?

Dad, what happened to him?

I don't know.

Stage fright?

That wasn't stage fright. I've seen
stage fright, Dad.

I mean, he was blank. It was like he
wasn't even there anymore.

Hey, Nick.

we got here?

Well, um, this is a brownie and this is
some kind of apple tart, but they're

both very good. Do you want some?

I'll have a smidgen of both. Okay.

Hi, Stanley.

Hey, Nick. You okay?

Oh, I'm a little tired.

Um, you know what? I have some early
classes in the morning, so I'm gonna

to go.

Okay.

See you. Bye.

Goodbye.

She sure is, isn't she?

Where do we know her from?