All language subtitles for LA Law s07e13 Hello and Goodbye

Previously on L .A. Law. Daniel's been
subpoenaed to testify at the grand jury

and produce the murder weapon in the
Cruz case.

Mackenzie Brackman will not have an
associate in this firm prosecuted for

suppression of a murder weapon. Well,
maybe I'm at the wrong phone.

Mr. Morales, do you persist in refusing
to answer? I do, Your Honor. I mean no

disrespect. Then I must find you guilty
of contempt. You are herewith remanded

to the custody of the sheriff.

Bailiffs.

Make sure you tell the sitter so she
stays with Lucy. Yes, I will.

Do you have everything you need?

Yeah.

What's the name of Lucy's babysitter?

Jeanette.

Oh, my God.

What? That woman just took Lucy.

I'm filing a civil suit against the
city.

For what?

Loss of consortium. Ann, we've been
under tremendous pressure from this

Now you want to make our sex life
public?

Stuart, ever since you were injured,
you're not the man I married.

If I can't have you back, someone's
going to pay.

Your office called.

Next week, your father's coming to
visit.

Years go by, you can barely give me the
time of day. Now all of a sudden you

show up pretending we're related?

What's this all about, Pop, huh?

Nothing. No! I want to know.

I'm dying.

Did you decide yet what you want to do
this afternoon? I don't care.

The water here tastes like spit.

You're the one.

Who wants to play father and son?

You flew all the way from Boston. Take a
look at you.

Tomorrow, back to Boston.

Fine. I was only thinking. Trouble is,
you think too much.

What, Pop?

Oh, I feel like I've been shot.

Okay, come on.

We'll drive you to the hospital. I
can't.

I'm going to call an ambulance.

Don't leave me alone.

I'll be right back. I said, don't leave.

Hey, could you get me an ambulance?

Hurry.

Hang in there, Pop.

I'm wet.

I peed myself like a damn baby.

Well, uh, listen.

What took so long?

You're still facing contempt charges for
withholding evidence. The judges were

locked up to sign your release.

The judge is a mean son of a bitch. My
little girl's kidnapped and he keeps me

locked up. The police are working on a
composite sketch of the woman who took

it. You're sure this is the same woman
planning to be my wife? Positive.

What about the Attorney General's
office? Maybe Melina has some

there with you? She already spoke to the
FBI. An agent's going to meet us at

your apartment.

All right, I'll drop you off there. I'm
going back to the courthouse and look

through the file, see if I can't dig up
somebody with a motive.

Morales.

You found Lucy?

No, no, no.

You wasted your time withholding
evidence by hiding that gun, Morales.

Well, what does that mean?

Last night at county, your client got
done in by his own gang.

Knife in the shower.

Well, looks like you got yourself locked
up for no reason, counselor.

Talk about a mean son of a bitch.

There's your daddy.

He's probably looking for you.

Any word on Daniel's baby?

No, not yet, but we're all working on
the problem. My old colleagues at

3 have been notified. I've got city
council members getting the word out in

their districts.

Well, let's hope these efforts pay off
before time runs out for Lucy.

Well, Collins versus Reeve and KINX
News.

Wasn't it settled?

KINX is offering nuisance value, but on
my advice, Mrs. Collins has refused.

What cause of action?

Wrongful death.

We're suing the cameraman and the news
group for one million bucks.

Come on, this poor guy's distraught over
losing his job, barbecues himself on

TV. You blame the press?

If the cameraman weren't there, my
client's husband would be alive.

Except for the First Amendment, you
might have a case.

I know I'm pushing the envelope, but the
people are tired of the media's lack of

responsibility. I think it'll fly.

Who knows? Maybe you'll set a precedent.
We could use the publicity.

Ann Kelsey versus City of Los Angeles.
What's this?

I'm suing the LAPD for inadequate
response during the riots.

They had a helicopter overhead during
Stuart's attack, and all he did was

Stuart, you're not involved in this
action? No, I'm not. This is a handshow.

What kind of damages are you looking
for?

Loss of consortium.

Well, you're aware with a case such as
this, you can expect questions about

intimacies... It doesn't matter, Leland.

Clearly, I'm a shadow of my former self.

I understand that this is a matter of
public record, but...

Not up for discussion here.

Yes, ma 'am.

Stuart, you're making it worse.

I'm busy.

Please don't do this.

Why am I getting subpoenaed by the city
attorney's office?

Because I'm angry, Stuart.

No kidding. There were two of us who
were mugged, and only one of us was

treated. What about me? I didn't ask for
this, Ann.

I'd give anything for this not to have
happened.

But it happened.

And now what I want to do is get past
it. And what am I supposed to do?

I have been waiting and praying.

What do you want from me, Ann? I want
you the way you were.

Well, that's not possible.

I'm sorry, but that's not possible.

A person can't go through what I went
through and come out the same as he went

in.

And if you can't accept that, I'm
packing up and I'm out of here.

How you feeling?

Better.

Get my clothes.

Dr. Horowitz says you gotta lay low.

If I passed out once, I passed out a
thousand times. This is no big deal.

Relax, Pop. You're in for a while.

Give me a smoke.

I'm not allowed.

Give me a drink.

I'm not allowed either.

And give me a run. No more gimmies.

Why don't you get some sleep?

Yeah.

I'm dying.

Sure. I'll be here when you wake up.

Daniel.

Oh, hi.

I'm sorry I don't... Linda. Right. I
changed my hair.

Yeah. What are you doing in L .A.? I
moved down a couple months ago.

I found a new court reporting job.

Of course, if I'd known it was so
expensive, I might have stayed in Santa

Barbara. Yeah, listen, I gotta go.

Well, listen, you look great.

The city is treating you well.

Actually, it's not.

Really? Can I help?

No. No, thanks. I'll see you later.

If there's something I can do, please
let me know.

And when did your late husband go into
his depression?

Last year, after Trademark Tools moved
their manufacturing plant to Taiwan.

After 23 years as a dime maker, he was
on the street along with 50 other

machinists. Please go on. He felt
tremendous guilt.

As a workers' rep, he helped management
to keep Trademark non -union in return

for the assurance that their jobs would
be secure.

And after the shutdown, he...

He became obsessed with how he'd been
lied to. He wrote letters constantly to

congressmen, magazines, 60 Minutes. He
believed that what happened to Trademark

was symbolic of what's wrong in this
country, with companies selling out

workers and shipping jobs overseas.

He wanted his story to be heard. No one
was interested.

Objection. We don't know the state of
the decedent's mind. This is sheer

speculation. I'll allow it.

By staging...

This spectacle.

My late husband was crying out for help,
but he never would have gone through

with it had it not been for the
cooperation of Gordon Reeve. Your Honor.

Collins, while you're on the witness
stand, you will limit your comment to

questions posed by the attorneys.
Understood? The jury will disregard Mrs.

Collins' outburst.

Nothing further. Thank you.

Mrs. Collins, were you aware in advance
of your husband's preoccupation with his

suicide? I knew he was troubled.

On November 2nd, three days before his
suicide, didn't you tell a county mental

health worker that you were afraid your
husband might harm himself?

Yes, I called social services.

Do you wish you'd done more to prevent
your husband's death?

Of course.

But I didn't know what he was planning.

And you honestly believe that my
client's photographing of your husband's

suicide influenced his decision to go
through with it? Bill told your client

that he wanted to send a message. Your
client was the messenger. If he'd

refused, he would not have done it.

Well, you may feel that way, Mrs.
Collins, but isn't it possible that your

husband would have killed himself
anyway, even if my client had never

camera on? Gordon Reeve should have
done.

He was only six feet away filming when
my husband doused himself in

gasoline and then lit a match. Your
Honor. And then he burned and he burned.

Mrs. Collins. How could you?

How could you just stand there and not
do something?

Mrs. Collins, that's enough.

How could you?

Nothing further.

No guy is scrubbing my ass.

Especially no guy with earrings.

Why don't I take over? My father can be
kind of difficult.

Not a problem.

Got a dozen more just like him.

Waiting.

What kind of a place is this? You wake
up and some homo has got his arm around

you. Pop, relax.

Nobody had a chance to clean you up.
That's all. You need a bath.

I need a drink. Enough already with
that.

Now, come on.

Come on, lean forward.

Oh, hospitals.

Doctors tell you to rest.

Step by step, they're rotting and
poking.

Don't you get tired of complaining.

A fact is a fact.

Hey, easy.

That water is cold.

You know, you've always bitched about
the cold.

So tell me, how come we lived in Boston?

I don't know what you mean, how come we
always lived in Boston. That's where my

family was.

I had no choice.

Not like you.

Every step of the way, you did exactly
as you please. I did

not ask for a lecture.

Oh, I'm trying to get into your head, is
it?

In the end, all you got is family.

Don't be left alone.

You understand?

Pop, there's something I haven't told
you. I've been, um...

Me and Roxy, we're having a baby.

I'm gonna be a grandpa.

About 7 o 'clock that night, Bill
Collins called the newsroom.

Did you know who he was?

Sure. After the trademark closing,
Collins was all over the airwaves,

speeches. A lot of people knew who he
was. And what did Mr. Collins say on the

phone? He said he was going to set
himself on fire in front of the

building to protest American jobs going
overseas.

He said, send a camera.

What did you do?

First, I called the police.

Then I told my station manager, Eric
Sims, and he said, cover it. What

when you got to the trademark building?

I didn't see anything at first.

But as soon as I set down my equipment,
Collins walked out of the alley carrying

a can of gasoline, stood on the
sidewalk, said he was going to kill

I asked him why.

He said, turn on the camera, and I'll
tell you. What happened next?

I did what he said.

I was, um...

expecting the cops to show.

What happened after you began rolling
the camera?

Collins made a speech, poured gasoline
on himself, and then he lit a match.

You have no regrets about your actions
that day?

Do I second -guess myself?

Sure.

I feel for Bill Collins and his family.

But who's to say that he died in vain
after what he did?

Trademark scratch plans to close that
Anaheim plant.

Objection. Speculation. Sustained. Mr.
Reeve, do you feel responsible for Bill

Collins' death?

Over 19 years as a cameraman, I've seen
a lot of tragedy. I've seen soldiers

blown up by grenades. I've seen children
starving.

I just photograph these things. I don't
cause them.

Thank you.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Hello, everybody.

Oh, great.

Oh, it's a gorgeous day.

Oh, and what a view from the Tower of
Power.

One of these days.

Dana Romney, city attorney.

Douglas Brackman may have told you about
me. We know who you are, Mr. Romney.

Let's get on with this. All of us are
very busy. We certainly are, Miss

which is why your meritless claim
offends me. Why not spare taxpayers the

of defending your charges and your
husband the agony of, well, my

Excuse me? Drop the suit.

Drop dead.

Is it just me, or is there a surplus of
hostility in this room?

Okay.

Since Miss Taylor's been staying here,
we've rerouted her calls. Both nines are

monitored. Yeah.

Daniel Morales.

This is Melina's friend from the FBI,
Behavioral Science Unit, Warren McElroy.

Hi. I'm so sorry to hear about your
daughter.

Do you think she's in danger?

I think it's definitely a consideration.

Yeah, I mean, I've gone over all the
information that Melina gave me. The

that concerns me is the fairy tale motif
in the gifts and letters this woman

sent.

Characters in children's stories often
meet tragic ends. They fall down wells

they're eaten by wolves.

I remember a rhyme about a cobbler named
Grendel who ground babies up into

sausages. McElroy, you're not helping
matters talking this way.

I have successfully assisted in the safe
return of 17 children kidnapped by

mentally unstable suspects.

Mr. Morales, I'd like you to look over
some mug shots.

Suspect doesn't have a record.

You don't mind, I'm not so sure.

Mr. Morales, whenever you're ready.
Yeah.

As I was saying, from everything that I
know, it seems to suggest that this

woman suffers from a combination of
psychological disorders, primarily

erotomania. She's a sexual deviant.

Erotomania is about romance, not sex.

I mean, it seems this woman has deluded
herself into thinking that she has a

relationship with Daniel.

So she knows Daniel?

You definitely met. You need to search
your memory for any acquaintance that

fits the description that Gwen and
Melina gave you.

I have.

Oh, wait a minute.

Daniel? This woman who used to work as a
court reporter for Santa Barbara

County.

Linda Salerno. I just ran into her at
the courthouse.

Oh, my God.

I let her get away.

Mr. Markowitz, according to your wife's
suit, since your attack, you are not the

same man you once were.

Ms. Kelsey cites a declining rate of
marital concupiscence. That is to say,

sexual intercourse.

Is that accurate?

Yes. She says you haven't had sex in
over three months.

Is that accurate? Sounds right, yes.

So is it your position then that your
lack of intramarital sex results from

beating you took last April?

No, the only reason my wife and I don't
have sex is that I currently find her

undesirable.

Really?

I couldn't have secured better testimony
if I'd written it myself.

We done?

Free to go, Mr. Markowitz.

Mr. Reeve, you've testified that you're
trained to avoid becoming part of the

story. That's right. But it never
occurred to you that by agreeing to

Mr. Collins' suicide, you helped create
the story.

No, I don't see it that way. You had no
sense that Mr. Collins was performing

for the camera? Most of the people I
shoot are performing for the camera.

And you feel no responsibility for how
others react to being taped?

If I had to worry about that, I wouldn't
be able to do my job.

Let's see what kind of a job you did.

Your Honor, I renew my objection.

This tape is prejudicial. I've made my
ruling, Ms. Wojak.

Proceed, Ms. Burroughs.

The board of directors at Trademark
treat the American workers like slave

When are the CEOs in this country going
to learn that sending American jobs to a

third world is creating a third world
right here in the United States?

Did you hear that?

Got it.

Mr. Reeve, do you think that by
affirming that Mr. Collins' message was

you encouraged his suicide?

He asked me a question. I replied.

I didn't encourage him.

You ready?

I'm rolling.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't you
just green light a suicide?

No. I didn't tell him to do anything. A
man drenched in gasoline, holding a

match, asks you if you're ready, and you
answer affirmatively. You don't call

that encouragement?

I just told him I was rolling.

What he did was up to him.

As soon as Linda Salerno's photos faxed,
we'll let Gwen try and make her

positive ID. She was right there in my
face.

It just never occurred to me to do
anything about it. Stop beating yourself

How well did you know her?

Barely. Sometimes we said hello in the
morning or goodbye at night. That was

Why would she pick me?

In most cases of erotomania, the initial
contact's insignificant.

I mean, you might not even remember it,
but to her, it's the beginning of the

most meaningful relationship in her
life.

Why take Lucy?

To force a confrontation.

We'll hear from her within 24 hours. Or
we could be in for a long wait.

All right, I'll get that. You guys
ready?

No. Miss Taylor, that's your phone.
You'd better answer it.

Hello? Hi, Gwen.

Oh, Lucy says hi, too.

Please don't hurt her.

She wants to see you. And you certainly
must want to see her.

Meet us beneath the Civic Center, in the
tunnel.

And Gwen, don't bring anyone.

Let's go.

No, hang on.

You have to go alone. Okay. What are you
talking about? She goes by herself,

that's out of the question.

No, listen, we'll be following a short
distance behind her. If this woman gets

wind of us, your daughter could be in
real danger. I'm afraid he's right.

Daniel, we don't have any other choice.

It's your choice.

Let's just go.

Hey. I brought you something to read.

I appreciate it.

Where'd you get that booze? That
orderly.

He wasn't so bad.

So, tell me.

Do you want to be a father?

Or did you just knock red up? It was
planned, Pop. It was very planned.

You were a mistake.

Your brother, too.

Yeah, you told me.

You see, I never wanted to be a father.

But your ma all just loved kids, and if
she knew that you're gonna have one,

this would be the happiest day on earth.

Yeah.

Guess it's over, cop.

You know I don't drink anymore.

No, this isn't anymore.

This is special. We'll toast your baby.

Pop, I'm not gonna have a drink. All I'm
asking is that green towel.

Listen.

Melanies, get yourself a cup with the
harm.

Pop, I'm not drinking with you. This is
a request.

Don't you know?

I'm dying.

After seven years of being sober, you
want me to fall off the wagon out of

What pity? I'm trying to celebrate.
You're trying to screw me up one last

and I won't let you.

Get out.

Look, Pop, let's... I'm being nice, and
you spit on me. Out, Pop.

Get the hell out of here.

Mr. Sims, as station manager of KINX
News, have you set a policy governing

way that your reporters cover the news?

Yes. We tell our people to get as close
as possible to the event, without

breaking the law, of course.

Did Mr.

Reeve conform to station policy when
covering the self -immolation of Mr.

Collins? Yes.

Assisting a suicide against the law,
isn't it? Gordon didn't assist a

He didn't pour the gasoline. He didn't
offer a match.

He was there to record an event.

How do you respond to the plaintiff
charge that the very act of videotaping

encouraged Mr. Collins to kill himself?

We've been hit with these charges
before.

During the riots, we were accused of
fermenting the looting simply because we

showed pictures of people looting. But
that doesn't change the fact that what

was happening was news.

But you could be selective in what
stories you pursue.

Editorial decisions shouldn't be made by
courts.

Start telling us what we can and can't
cover, and that's the slippery slope to

tyranny. Thank you.

Your witness.

Thank you.

Mr. Sims, are you aware that Mr. Collins
notified two other news groups of his

planned suicide, only they elected not
to cover it, citing ethical

considerations? When we made that tape
available, every station in this city

aired it, including the networks and the
cable news programs.

Last year, didn't you speak to a group
of UCLA journalism students, exhorting

them to strive for journalistic
integrity?

I did.

And that's the same thing I try to
impress upon my employees.

Last November, did you air footage of a
game warden being eaten by an alligator?

A skydiver whose parachute didn't open?
A home video of a grandmother as she was

being gunned down by a drive -by
shooting?

Yes. And at your October 31st staff
meeting, did you exhort your employees

seek out such sensational stories?

We're a small station, Ms. Parris,
fighting for our share of the audience.

Yes, I went after those stories, because
that's what people want to watch. And

that's why.

We beat our competition during that
sweets period. Was Mr. Reeve at this

31st meeting?

Yes. On what date did Mr.

Reeve photograph the immolation of Mr.

Collins?

I believe it was November 5th.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Stay with us.

You

have

a minute? Of course.

Anne, we've known each other a long
time.

Going forward with your lawsuit against
the city is the worst thing you could

possibly do.

I'm acting on my own, Leland, not as a
representative of Mackenzie Brackman.

Come on, now.

You know I'm not concerned about the
effect on this firm.

I'm talking about you and Stuart.

Did Stuart talk to you? No, no.

But you know better than I he's against
this.

See, I can only imagine how difficult
this year has been for the two of you.

But you have a chance to put the past
behind you, to get on with your lives.

Leland, I cannot just pretend that this
never happened.

I cannot let the people that did this to
us just get away with it. But you can't

unring a bell, Ann.

No amount of money, no prison terms,
however lengthy, can balance the books.

And I won't lecture you, but I do know
that I have been lucky enough in my life

to have loved twice my wife and
Rosalind.

Twice to have that taken away.

Well, there are a million reasons that
people

end up alone.

There need only be one to stay together.

We tried to call you as soon as he went
into arrest.

I'll need you to come downstairs and
sign his paperwork.

Sorry, Mr. Mullaney.

What's your offer? Mr. Collins made $40
,000 a year when he was let go.

Assuming he remained healthy, he had
another 10 years of earnings.

Add loss of love and affection, we'll
round it up to $500 ,000, present value

$385 ,000.

Belinda?

Okay.

On one condition.

I want you to go on TV and take
responsibility for what you did.

I want you to say...

that what you did was immoral.

Mrs. Collins, I can't allow Gordon to do
that, even if he wanted.

We'd be inviting lawsuits from every
person who didn't like what we put on

air. Then I reject your offer.

Mrs. Collins, I want you to know that I
feel terrible about what happened to

your husband, and if I had to do over
it...

I wish they'd done something.

Why didn't you say that under oath?

Roxanne, you got crumbs all over the
Behringer file.

Better than the alternative.

At least soda crackers stay down.

What is new?

Any word on Lucy?

Don't miss him. What?

Maybe I was wrong about the soda
crackers.

So, what's the latest on my oeuvre?
Oeuvre budget.

How's that?

Long and short of it, your book's
overwritten. We had to make cuts.

What did you take out?

A little judicious trimming here and
there.

Chapters 4 through 12.

Those chapters were the heart of my
story.

Douglas Worldwide wouldn't have to make
any cuts if we rescaled the production.

The scope of the material may be too
intimate for a big -budget release.

Ah, a smaller boutique presentation,
similar to a foreign film?

No, more like a movie of the week. It
now takes place in a women's prison.

Gordon Reeve says that taking pictures
of a distraught man burning himself to

death is all in a day's work.

I'm a journalist, he says, no blood on
my hands.

But Mr. Reeve crossed the line, not only
of responsible journalism, but of human

decency and the law.

Why? Violence sells.

Now, Bill Collins may have thought that
he was dying for a purpose, but the only

purpose that Mr. Reeve and his station
had in mind was winning higher ratings.

If you think that their actions were a
substantial cause of Mr. Collins' self

-immolation, then you must find Mr.
Reeve and KINX responsible for

to his suicide.

Thank you.

That video is excruciating to watch.

What happened?

And it was news, and every station in
this town, every network ran that tape.

It's estimated 20 million people saw the
footage.

Now, maybe you think that Gordon Reeve
is an awful person because he didn't

somebody from killing himself, but under
the law, he had no duty to rescue Bill

Collins from himself. His duty as a
journalist was to photograph.

The event.

And to say Bill Collins wouldn't have
killed himself if my client had capped

lens is rank speculation.

And believe me, if Gordon Reeves had
refused to run his camera, Bill Collins

would have found another reporter who
would have gladly covered the story.

This is tragic news.

Yes, I grant you that. But don't make
the mistake of blaming the

messenger.

Oh, yes.

She was in the ladies' room?

Yeah, she was just sitting there waiting
to be found.

Oh, sweet darling.

Thank God you're all right. Look at her.
She's so happy to be back with her

daddy.

I notified the Santa Barbara Police
Department. They've assigned an officer

parents around the clock.

You should come with me.

Daniel, you need to get Lucy to a safe
place.

With this woman still out there, nobody
knows what she wants.

At least with the two of you apart, her
focus is split.

Daniel, I'll be fine.

I'll call as soon as I get there.

Drive carefully.

Bye, sweetie.

Stuart, I have something I need to say
to you.

Can it wait, Ann? Douglas needs his
figures.

It can't wait.

Stuart, I wish I had been more
supportive, less judgmental, more secure

myself and who I am.

But when all this happened, it so shook
my world. It so altered everything that

I have finally begun to take for
granted. All I wanted was to punish the

that had done this to us. And instead, I
wound up punishing the only true victim

of this whole sorry mess.

So if...

If you really want to leave this
marriage, I'll understand.

But I love you, and if you could
possibly forgive me and help me to put

this behind us.

I

love

you.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you? We find damages in the
amount of $600 ,000.

We apportion 90 % of the responsibility
to Mr. Collins and 10 % to the

defendant. The verdict is so entered.
The defendant is ordered to pay Mrs.

Collins the amount of $60 ,000.

The jury is discharged with the thanks
from the court.

We're adjourned.

$60 ,000?

The jury felt your husband was mostly
responsible for his suicide.

Oh, God.

Okay, okay.

Evening, Miss Taylor. I found this
weasel slinking around in the shadow. I

wasn't slinking. That's my natural gait.

Lonely. Yeah.

Thought I'd come by and see if you were
okay. Only I didn't know Ephraim

Zimbalist Jr.

was parked on your front step.

Guess I'll go.

No, come on in.

Really?

So you still content to hang out here in
the shadows?

Yeah.

She makes it to the door, Miss Taylor,
and I got her.

Mm -hmm.

This is nice.

You and me, alone in the apartment,
sitting, watching a little TV.

I want you to know, I'm willing to stay
the night.

If you want, I'll even take the couch.

Although it's probably safer if I don't
let you out of my sight. Okay, go on.

McElroy's right outside.

You saying you want me to leave?

No.

Oh,

God.

Publisher's clearinghouse?

No. My, uh... My Huntington's test.

Negative.

I thought I had Huntington's Korea, but,
um... Wait a minute.

You had this information and you
didn't... No, no, no, that doesn't

Romney. The fact is, I'm fine.

I'm gonna be fine.

Oh, God.

Romney.

Sorry.

What?

I'm surprised to find you here.

Oh, follow surprises to that.

How's your father?

Dead.

Yeah.

We had a fight. I walked out to cool
off. Next thing I know, I get this phone

call. He's got a heart attack.

Tommy, I'm sorry.

Rox, what was I thinking?

He came all this way so as not to be
alone.

And I left him alone.

He couldn't be there every second.

No, no. I walked out because I was...

Mad. Afraid, like when I was a kid.

The doctors worked on him. Finally, they
gave up. Body gets cold quick.

My old man never liked the cold.

Let's go.

I'm watching the show.

Or I would be if this jerk weren't
blocking my view.

Hey! Fat boy!

Have a seat!

Stop it.

Why are you drinking?

It tastes good. I forgot how good it is.

Come on.

Let's go, sweetheart.

Sweetheart? You are just a sperm donor.

That is the most heartless thing that
you could say. Rashi.

I was just joking.

I'm leaving.

I'll leave.

Hey! Did you mind telling that guy to
sit down?

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Well, there's an idea.

Alone.

It's about time for me to go anyway.

Well, I really appreciate you coming by.
It was really thoughtful of you.

Do you want me to wait while you shower?

Oh, no, you... Um, yeah.

Take your time.

Thanks.

McElroy? Something wrong?

I don't think so.

Hi.

You look cold.