All language subtitles for Profiler s03e04 Double Vision

All right, let's see what nature items
we've got.

That's a very good example of native
rose granite, Thomas. I think it's

Mr. Hatch.

Or possibly quartz.

What else do we have?

An eagle feather.

Bar now more likely.

My book says eagles migrate west after
spring.

I think you have an earlier edition,
Kim.

Ah!

Black rush.

I'm quite sure.

The Park Service doesn't allow us to
pick a plan.

Mr. Hatch! Mr. Hatch!

Mr. Hatch!

Mr. Hatch!

Mr. Pete, you've got to come quick.

I don't know. He was over by the cage.

You've got to come quick. The cage?

Is Pete all right?

You boys, stay here.

Show me.

I hope it wasn't a mountain lion.

Actually, there's a chance there's a
person.

Will you just shut up?

Pete?

What is it?

Are you okay?

You still got it, Malone. You worked
that bag for good.

Yeah, I could have been a contender.
Good.

As long as the bag don't hit back.

Why, if you guys have my feelings, I'll
stop coming to this dump. You did, Mr.

FBI man.

You used that fancy fitness in a tough
town. But you missed my sweet face.

Is that what it is?

Malone.

Answer it.

Yeah. Okay, put him through.

Chief?

Yeah.

Of course I remember.

How long ago did you find him?

Okay.

Look, we're on route. Secure the area.

Okay. Keep the bag warm for me, Gus.

The victim was found six hours ago in
Coleman, just outside of Birmingham.

Been missing for a week. Took the same
bus to and from work every day.

That's across the public park to her
apartment.

Bus driver confirmed she got off his bus
at 6 .45 and headed off through the

park. She never made it home.

Were any of the other missing persons
connected to the park?

Unknown. The only commonality with the
abductions is that they all occurred

within a 30 -mile radius.

The victimology is inconsistent.

You have women from 18 to 51, 10 white,
few African -Americans.

This guy's a hunter.

They could have disappeared for
different reasons.

Running from the law, an ex, a guard
deal gone bad.

Sheriff ran the names through missing
persons in NCIC.

Did more than his usual follow -up
because of community concern.

Shallow gray, victim with dress.

He might not have been fully committed
to the murder.

Could be the first time he's killed.

Let's hope so.

George, run this through our database.

My God!

I thought it was hot in Atlanta.

A .G. Malone?

Chief Stump.

Thanks for getting here so quickly.

Sorry about the heat. El Nino, you know.

Special Agents Grant, Alvarez, Fraley.

Dr. Waters?

Yes. I've heard about you. Nice to meet
you.

As promised, I put a copy of the files
in each one of your rooms at the Three

Palms. It's just a few miles up the
road. Nothing fancy, but it's quiet,

comfortable. Had a couple extra phone
lines put in and a plain paper fax

machine. I hate that curly stuff.

Thank you.

With strength on her wrist.

angle from the looks of the bruises on
her nose.

This body looks better.

Well, it looks better to me. Maybe he's
just floppy.

No, he's a planner.

I mean, he brings cord for her wrist and
her ankle. He's subtle.

Maybe he forgot something and had to
come back.

He wiped the dirt off her face.

We dressed her and a gentleman to boot
you missed a button

Something

was to happen something he didn't go
I'll get on a table out of this I

understand you guys found the body tell
me about you

got ID

FBI? That's cool.

Just like Agent Mulder. What kind of
heat do you pack?

Did you know Dahmer personally?

George.

Check prison arrest records for violent
offenders in the area. And see about any

parking tickets in the neighborhood on
the evening she disappeared.

I got my first suspect.

A kid named Kenny Watson.

Okay, he's a little young, but I say we
arrest him now, save us all a lot of

trouble. This kid's got serial killer
written all over him. You got nothing

them? I can identify Varnell feathers.

Try the victim's family, the bus driver,
campus, the rest of the area. See if

you can put a clock on the abduction.
Maybe we'll catch a break. Find someone

other than the bus driver and the killer
who was the last to see her alive.

What should I do?

Keep digging.

Preliminary autopsy confirms that the
cause of death was manual strangulation.

Bruises are fading, but you can still
see imprints.

Thumb, forefinger.

Definitely a righty.

Crushed your windpipe.

I'd say she was killed less than 36
hours ago, and that heat and humidity

conditions for dissolution were optimal.

Any longer and she'd be through.

Any other trauma?

Nothing internal, no semen, no tears. I
still have toxicology to do.

I'll probably learn more from the
insects than from this poor girl.

He's in it for the kill.

All right, thanks, Chris.

Come on.

Come on, damn it. Are you sure hanging
on it's gonna work?

No, but it's making me feel better.

Everyone used to make the power of a
good left hook.

Okay.

What do we got?

Nothing on violent offenders released in
this area.

Hope so.

I combed the park and surrounding areas.

No witnesses so far.

I talked to the family. Joyce Branger
has no enemies, no psycho boyfriends,

door ex.

One piece of good news.

One name on the list of missing persons,
Jackie Nichols, has picked up

hitchhiking in Seattle.

That leaves ten people still unaccounted
for. Keep checking.

Grace. What I've got you're not going to
like.

Larva on the remains revealed a
contaminant, turpentine.

Seventy cents a gallon.

And any genetic calling card that he may
have left behind has now gone off the

Lamborghini. Oh, great.

A psycho with a minor in forensic
pathology.

Not necessarily.

I mean, people post this stuff on the
Internet all the time.

How to fool the experts, make a bomb,
avoid taxes.

Who knows what we're looking for with a
convicted.

Want to give us a sketch?

Well, it looks like he planned the
attack, brought the tools that he

No signs of excessive abuse on the body,
so he wasn't expressing rage, but...

And he went back and he dug her up.

To look at her or to revisit the crime.
Maybe he felt remorseful.

Or, I don't know, maybe he was double
-checking to make sure he hadn't left

anything behind.

What's that?

I get the feeling that something
happened. I mean, some kind of accident

happened either during the commission of
the crime or as a result of it.

To him or to the victim?

To him, I think.

He redressed her, right? But all the
buttons were out of whack. Now, this

not sloppy, right? I mean, he's cold.

He's controlled.

He plans well. He kills efficiently.

Those buttons should bother him. They're
bothering me.

Unless what?

Unless maybe there's something wrong
with his hand.

He's disfigured.

If he's disfigured, wouldn't there be a
certain amount of rage in the killing?

One would think so, yeah.

There's no sexual component.

Killing may be the only form of intimacy
he can have where he doesn't feel self

-conscious or judged.

So, he's probably done the hooker thing.
When he scared all of them off, he went

killer on them.

I'll check with Stump.

See if they've got a red light district.

What, here in Coleman?

They don't even have a Starbucks.

So, he's got a steady job, a car, a
place in the community.

Job, nothing too challenging.

Mid -20s, 30s.

White male?

Sam, when you mention remorseful,
doesn't that, by definition... It's just

someone who acts compulsively and then
regrets what he does, which would

why he went back and dug up the body.

But the effectiveness of the abductions,
the recidivism, the variance in

victims, all point to someone who is...
who is ingenious in a way, has a certain

amount of self -control, someone who is
cold, who does not act out of passion.

It's been a long day.

Let's pick this up tomorrow.

Go to bed. Oh, I did. I mean, I was, but
it was too hot to sleep. I'm just going

over the case now.

This is a no -smoking room.

I hate that.

You know, Billy, Ted Bundy had external
stressors that moved him from an

organized state to a disorganized state.
Sam. But Ted Bundy was not disfigured.

He was charming.

He was good -looking. You want coffee?

Go ahead.

I just had Coleman's best guess at a
nice Italian dinner down the road.

Veal piccata, red wine.

They have a garden.

No time like that, you didn't.

There's a reason why agents on intense
cases burn out soon.

Not a problem, Billy. I'm fine.

Listen, you know that contaminant that
Grace mentioned?

I am beginning to think that we're
dealing with a guy who has an affinity

crime scene investigation. I mean, not
like a cop, but more than just some guy

who's grabbing stuff off the Internet. I
mean, that's why the profile doesn't

fit. He doesn't want it to.

That's why we have tomorrow, to make it
fit.

Yeah, we have tomorrow.

We don't even know if we have a serial
killer, sir. And the others are

unconfirmed missing persons.

Look, you said the killer might have a
physical deformity. We're working that

angle.

You're putting too much pressure on
yourself.

Bailey. This isn't a dialogue, Sam,
okay?

Learn to strike a balance.

I don't want you crashing into your
limits the hard way.

Malone. Sorry to bother you. It's no
bother, Chief. What's up?

Well, I did like you told me.

We discovered another section of the
cave.

Got some men up here from Connie and
brought in some work lights. Been at it

since late this afternoon.

Pretty grim.

Never seen anything like it.

Looks like we uncovered someone's
private graveyard.

Real mess down here.

Real mess.

Anything? Check the air conditioning.

Here, you're going to want this.

We're not exactly moving at the speed of
light here. I should have had you swing

by Home Depot on the way over.

Leave it in the hallway with the others.
And turn up the air conditioning.

We've confirmed IDs through dental
records on nine of the victims that were

reported missing in the area.

This one seems to be the oldest.

Any variants in the cause of death?

Asphyxia by hand.

Windpipe was crushed just like the
others.

Hello?

Paul, uh...

What are you doing here? I thought we
pushed the motion to Friday.

Well, we pushed and they pushed back.

I called your office. They told me where
you were. Court said I had until 5 o

'clock today.

Today, but... I just need 10 minutes.

All right, well, let me just get this
started. Okay, I'm going to get some

Hi, Paul Sterling. Oh, I read about Paul
Sterling. Yeah, hi.

I don't know who you are.

Harrison Vance.

It's nice to meet you all.

So unflappable. Forget unflappable. He's
cute.

If you don't make a move quick,
someone's going to bag that boy.

It looks like this one was his first
victim. Like I said, seems to be the

oldest. I'd say four months.

Oh, something else.

When they dug her up, her skull was
partially wrapped in a towel.

He covered her face.

Remnant decomposition in the towel's
fibers.

I hear he plays tennis.

I play tennis.

That's why I mentioned it.

Well, there's no evidence that he
blindfolded any of his other victims.

You may have known her.

You may have been ashamed of what he'd
done.

Do we know who she is?

Not so far.

Doesn't seem like she made a lot of
trips to the dentist.

She's still a Jane Doe.

Thanks. You have schmuck.

Hm?

Schmuck.

Still? Mm -hmm.

Okay, that should do it. I'll have my
office transcribe this and fax you a

for your files. All right. I'm sorry you
had to come all this way.

Believe me, I've gone a lot further.

Something wrong?

Oh, I was playing tennis the other day.
I guess I just didn't warm up enough,

so... You play?

Tennis? No. Why?

No reason to...

Oh, there is this one more thing I have
to ask you now.

After your husband's death, I believe
you were seeing a therapist.

What was the doctor's name?

Tepper. Greta Tepper.

Is that a psychologist or a psychiatric
specialist?

Psychologist.

And how long did you fear?

Well, I still fear occasionally.

What does this have to do with the
trial? It's just background. Any other

health care professionals?

No. How long were you with the FBI?

Eight years.

And do you prefer red or white wine?

Is this word association?

No, it's a dinner invitation.

Oh.

Well,

what are we having?

French.

Red.

Burgundy or Bordeaux?

Bordeaux.

Are you writing that down?

Call me when you get back.

I just found this great little mom -and
-pop French bistro downtown that's

totally unknown.

Call you? Yeah, okay.

I'll call you.

And, Sam, in the future, if there's
something you want to know about me,

ask.

Eleven victims in four months. That's
more of a... re -killing, but are

Are we still saying the trigger that
started him killing was an accident that

left him disfigured? Well, that's one
possibility, yeah.

I'll check the hospital records in the
county court. Maybe there were lawsuits

filed.

You weren't going to eat that, right?

Uh -huh.

What did you come up with, John?

I found a small pride of hookers on the
outskirts of town. I thought they

traveled and gaggled.

No run -ins with any disfigured
customers, no freaks. The girls try and

after each other, but...

There's always a few new faces that
drift in and out of town before anybody

to know them. We still haven't
identified Jane Doe, his first victim.

My guess, she's a transient.

Doesn't make my job any easier. What
about the killer? Does he live here, or

he drift here?

He blindfolded his first victim, which
suggests he knew her. So he lives here,

or maybe he used to live here.

He could have returned after the
accident, expecting compassion when he

get it. He decided to kill. The first
one made him realize he had a taste for

it. Well, that's compulsive.

Well, first killing could have been
compulsive.

Yeah, but this guy's...

Cool and collected.

Yeah, but he also considers himself a
victim. That's the notion of

disfigurement. So we're looking for
someone who carries the psychological

of both victim and killer.

Someone into power and dominance doesn't
think of himself as victim.

Well, not usually, no.

Then he dug the body back up. Well, you
know what? Maybe he's the exception,

Bailey. I don't know. I mean, you know,
the disfigurement doesn't have to be

physical. It could be emotional. It
could be sexual. I mean, the guy

can't even have sex.

Maybe he didn't know he was supposed to
stick to my profile so I can tell you

who he is.

Sam.

No one's ganging up on you, Sam. We're
all doing our

job.

I need something.

A direction.

A profile, but no pressure, right?

I underestimated the situation.

That was my misread.

Look, if we're not getting anywhere on
this disfigurement angle, it's time to

move on. I need a profile.

Nothing to amend, Bailey.

Come on, you know how this works.

One piece doesn't fit, none of it fits.

There's no problem.

Some kind of fallen hero.

Maybe the scars from the accident are
emotional.

You know, maybe he caused the accident.
That would explain the sense of remorse,

right? We don't know about the others,
but he dug up the last victim.

Grace,

what are we doing here?

I need tools. They have tools.

I'm beginning to get the sense that
whatever the event was that started him

killing, it's now causing so much inner
conflict that it's actually tearing him

apart. You sound more sure of yourself.

Yeah, well, not sure enough.

Something is missing. This guy will not
fall into a category.

I hate it when men won't do that.

Oh, that reminds me.

Thanks for setting me up to make an
idiot of myself in front of Paul.

Well, he asked you out now, didn't he?

I'm making a turkey next week, and it
saves me a trip when I get back home.

You know, it's almost like he's killing
to satisfy one set of urges. But the

very act of killing itself triggers
another desire.

I mean, a desire to be loved at any
cost. I don't know how these impulses

living side by side.

Then reality strikes, and his dominant
side returns.

He needs to regain control. So what does
he do? He uses Turfotan to cover his

tracks.

What's this?

Herp and time.

I sort of used up the last of yours.

Hey, I got one.

Sports figures who've been arrested on
gun charges.

Well, there's Jose Canseco.

The Dallas Cowboys coach.

That pitcher for the Reds. Wrong. He
played for the Indians.

Bobby.

Put him up, Kyle.

I don't want to.

I said put him up.

Thank you, Bobby. Set up your baby.

I win.

Hey, I got one.

Soccer players who've been eaten.

Well, there's that Brazilian guy who was
eaten by a crocodile.

That's all I come up with. Who are you
thinking of?

Those guys in the Andes plane crash,
there were at least seven of them.

Stupid jerk.

If you're gonna count players who are
already dead...

I didn't know you liked soccer.

Lord, dinner burnt.

I can't remember the last time I had
sustenance of the kind you prepare.

I can, last night.

You're welcome, Kyle.

Uh, fix your button.

I think he'll ever eat at his own house
again.

He ain't got but a damn hot plate.

I know, I know, I'm just saying.

I think that boy needs to get a life.

Not that I'm complaining or anything. At
least when you're with him, you stay

out of trouble.

You know, you take better care of him
than you do me.

You do that in jail, too?

No, what the hell's that supposed to
mean?

Nothing, nothing.

Little pissant was none of my concern.

Kyle took care of me, ain't that right,
Kyle?

I did what I could.

What a horrible thing. The bodies of 11
murdered women have been found in

Jacob's Wood. Is a serial killer on the
loose?

What can you do to protect yourself?

Watch news at 10 and stay tuned for more
updates as the story unfolds.

You have plans tonight, huh?

Yeah, me and Carl are doing our nails.

Well, we're bowling.

It's the finals.

Don't stay out too late.

I don't want to be alone with that nut
running around.

So call if you're going to be.

I'll remind him.

Brown noser. She just asked you to call
her. Forget what she asked, man. We got

a problem.

They found our place.

You don't ever dust these.

Why should I?

They're important.

Used to be. Get in the car.

88 champions.

What a great night that was.

Great night?

Tell me about it again.

88 playoffs against St. Helens. Fourth
division.

Fourth and four.

Down by a touchdown.

I take the snap. Pump fake right. Hand
off to McPhee. The wall linebackers

rushing in and drops McPhee. I reverse
tackle right. Ball on my hip.

Cross the goal line. Untouched and in
for sick.

Hey, people are talking out here.

What do we do with her?

Get in the car.

Maybe we could take her to Vanderbilt
Field.

And do what? Plan around her second
base?

The old bomber plant.

An hour drive up, an hour back. Spend
the whole night commuting.

Then I got to answer to Bernie, who said
she didn't want me out all night.

I wish to God I never set eyes on your
sorry ass.

What kind of moron gets himself thrown
in jail on purpose? I didn't do it on

purpose. Yeah, right.

Knock over a donut shop right across
from a sheriff's station.

All because you got that twisted up
hand.

I mean, you could have done something
with your life.

But no.

You gotta go dig her back up again
because you can't control yourself.

Now the whole damn county knows.

I just wanted to see her again.

Makes me think of you, Bobby. How strong
you are.

Stop crying.

I'm gonna take care of this, Kyle.

But you owe me big, you got that?

Anything you want, Bobby, you know that.

Bomber plant's okay, I guess.

Hey, I got one.

Springsteen songs with the word
ambulance in the lyrics.

Jungle land, best song I'm born to love.

For you, best song on the river.

For you's not on the river.

For you is on the river.

I must be forgetting.

The upside, that I no longer fear death.

Not really. For whatever sins I may have
committed, I've already served my time

in hell.

I thought the concept of hell was
foreign to Jewish tradition.

No Jews have ever been to Kalman.

At least none that are brilliant
navigators of the Internet.

Why? What'd you find?

Jane Doe's dental records.

Don't worry about it. I'll repair that
before we check out.

The cord in here wasn't modular.

What were they thinking?

People might actually use them to talk?

No.

Wiring in this place hasn't changed
since Eisenhower. I'm actually upgrading

their system.

Okay. Her name was Jeannie Carter.

She was arrested in Fairbanks, Alaska in
1993 for writing bad checks. From that,

I was able to track her social security
number. And I noticed that she lifted

herself under 1040 as a dancer. And I
know I'm not supposed to get into IRS

records, but I only peaked for like a
second.

Anyway, I still needed a business
address.

And I know I'm not supposed to get into
medical records without a subpoena, but

aside from that and, you know, one or
two other things.

This information was obtained completely
sort of legally.

And this is the employer address she
gave to the doctor.

The Hungry Kitty?

Uh -huh.

The strip club.

Yeah, they have their own web page.

Jeannie Carter?

Honey, she barely even answered to her
own name.

I mean, she was so caught up in that
Leanne Rimes thing.

I mean, that was even her stage name.

She dressed like Leanne, walked like
Leanne.

She spent every dime on CDs, videos,
concerts.

Why didn't you report her missing?

I just assumed she went back up north.

You know, she was migratory.

And the money was good in Alaska.

Do you know where she lives here?

For any guy who would cash in his pocket
and...

Half an hour to kill, according to the
marquee. Did any of her regular tricks

seem violent?

I don't know.

And like I said, she was migratory. You
know, she kept her private life private.

Sometimes, though, she'd crash on the
cop backstage.

She had a locker.

Would you mind showing us? Sure.

Oh, yeah.

This'll do fine.

We'll dump her dead body down here.

Maybe they'll find her in a hundred
years.

Duck. Kyle.

Kyle!

You know what?

I made a car tape of the river and stuck
for you at the end of it.

That's why I associate it with the
river.

Guess you were right.

Bobby.

Later, okay?

I'm going back to the car. I'm gonna get
a tire iron.

And she just beat me in ruts.

You know what I mean?

And she put these on and just beat her.

I tell you what, she really pulled it
off.

Oh, shoot. I gotta go.

You just close up and you're done, okay?

There,

too.

You can't be worshipped unless there's
someone to worship you.

One of them was probably in an accident.
The other one probably caused it at...

He's the dominant one, the planner, the
one who gets off on killing. The

submissive one went back and dug her up,
but without his buddy to supervise, he

didn't do it right.

He missed that button.

Separately, they're incapable of
committing a serious crime. Together,

reach critical mass.

I'll have George update the search
pattern to include nonviolent offenders.

They could have done time together in
county on small stuff.

It's probably where their little
marriage of heaven and hell began.

Call Stubbs. I want every square inch of
this county patrolled, day and night.

What? Alive! There's a movie making that
movie!

Alive! Alive!

Wait.

Bobby, wait.

I heard, I heard.

Damn it!

Give me a hand.

Hey, who's down there?

Flower plant.

You dummy.

Why I listen to you, I'll never know.

I think I got it. A prisoner released
from

Coleman County two days before the first
attack. Kyle McCaffrey. He's doing six

months for a bungled robbery. Tried to
hold up a pastry shop across the street

from the sheriff's station.

His cellmate, Bobby Lawrence, is doing
18 months for armed robbery.

Lawrence is a local boy, born and raised
in Cullman.

Reason enough.

The former high school football star.

I'm down here. Yeah, it gets better. I
emailed Bobby's DMV photo over to Gwen

the Hungry Kitty webpage, and she
recognized him as a regular. This right

is his address.

And the coup de grace for our folie a
deux. Kyle McAfee, our bungling burglar.

He's on disability.

I told

you

my husband's not here.

Where is he? He's bowling.

Hey, your feet! I just mopped in here.

He's not here.

Did you get the license plate out to you
guys?

Yeah, they're on it.

Man, would you chill?

You're making me skittish.

Sorry.

It was just so.

It was just so what?

I'm the one at risk here.

Football players accuse of sexual
assault. Not now.

Uh, Bobby?

Where's the body, Kyle?

This is gonna go one of two ways.

Either Bobby fingers you, and you do a
full boat for 11 counts of murder.

Or you give us Bobby, spend a few years
in jail, and go back to your life.

I'm listening.

We have to break him. V &A won't give us
squat unless we get a body.

We can't hold him on the profile.

Try and look at this from Bobby's
perspective. The only way out of this

is to give us you, Kyle.

You think he won't do that?

We know he's the one who killed those
women.

You shouldn't have to pay for his
crimes.

There's still time to make a deal.

Where'd you dump the body, Kyle?

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

Day after day in prison.

Nothing to do but talk, share fantasies.

Kyle strokes Bobby's ego.

Bobby watches out for Kyle.

Embiotic.

Kyle gets out of prison.

That's straight for Bobby.

Bobby takes his buddy out for a drink to
his favorite bar and buys him his

favorite girl.

Only she rejects him. So Bobby kills
her, giving Kyle back his dignity.

Once again, Bobby is Kyle's hero.

And so their spree begins.

They're not going to roll over on each
other, Bailey.

Kyle's not budging.

He's sticking to the script.

He's psychologically incapable of giving
Bobby up.

But Bobby's not a hero anymore. He was
in county lockup on petty stuff.

Doesn't matter.

Kyle broke the law so he could be with
him.

Bobby is his idol. He worships him.

Well, we're not going to break Bobby.
He's the stronger of the two.

No.

No, he's the weak one.

He's got things you can destroy.

A reputation.

An ego.

Neither one of them are close with
victims.

Kyle's afraid of that.

Bobby gets up on the kill.

Bring in Bobby.

Two guys

meet in prison.

Regular guys into small stuff.

Paths cross, fantasies merge.

I hate to see Bobby. I want to go home.

But Kyle's not going to roll over on
you, and you're not going to roll over

Kyle.

It's too damn hard to play games.

Personally, I don't care what a guy's
into.

I'm in a sick business, Bobby. I've seen
it all.

Pedophiles are the masochists.

Nothing surprises me anymore.

Some guy wants to deal with their fuma
to judge.

Oh, yeah.

Took us a while to figure out why Joyce
Granger was dug up and reburied.

Thank God for modern forensics.

But you know what I really hate?

I hate letting some gimp get away with
it.

Maybe it's some flaw in my upbringing. I
don't know. I'm insensitive or

something. Too callous.

I mean, why should they get better
parking than we do?

But the families of those victims, what
they have to live with makes me sick,

Bobby.

The thought of that gimp killing those
girls, I can't live with that.

And what you did to them afterwards.

I'm wasting my time trying to explain to
a psychopath.

I can't even make it with a live woman
Just

tell me one thing Bobby

How did you go from the state
championship to hugging this I never

of them after they were dead

Why? You're the only person I know who
wakes up when the light goes off.

Yeah, well, sleeping never has been my
strong suit.

I owe you an apology, Sam.

No, you don't.

Don't make me apologize for apologizing.

Nine years, you've never steered me
wrong.

Part of my job is to absorb the
pressure, not apply it.

I'm human.

Don't let that get around.

Yeah. Your secret is safe with me.

Here you're going out with Paul
Sterling.

Oh, well, not about going out. I mean,
you know. Do you know Paul?

Just by name, you know you hear things.

Like what?

Nothing. What?

Well, he's a great guy.

What?

I don't know about great. I mean, no,
you know, he's nice.