All language subtitles for Memphis Beat s02e10 The Feud.eng

I've just never met anyone
who doesn't like toast.

You can't tell me
the texture's pleasing.

I mean, it rips up
the top of your mouth. No.

Maybe you've been eating
your toast too aggressively.

Maybe I have.

All right, well, I'll see you.

Yeah.

I'll see you.

Maybe next time,
we can talk about...Biscuits.

Morning, Dwight.

Well, hello, Reggie.

Uh... she got a name?

Yep.

Whitehead.

Yeah, I'm outside.

All right, meet at the car.

See you later.

Yep.

Hey, can we talk to her?

She's unconscious.

She gonna make it?

Gunshot wound to the abdomen.

We've got her stabilized,
but that's all I know.

You'll have to talk
to the doctors at the hospital.

Hey, Sutton!

What do we got?

Good Samaritan heard a gunshot,
called 911.

Couldn't have been
more than 20 minutes ago.

Good Samaritan see anything?
I don't know.

He hung up without providing any
more additional information.

Her wallet's missing.

She was wearing
an expensive watch and earrings.

If robbery was the motive,

something kept him
from maximizing his haul.

Fairburn Financial.

1327 Broadway. That's only
a couple blocks away from here.

She was dressed real nice.
That could be where she works.

Whitehead.

Bad guy left money,
credit cards, and jewelry.

Makes me wonder what he took.

? I'm goin' to Memphis ?

? where the beat is tough ?

? Memphis ?

? I can't get enough ?

? oh, well,
it makes you tremble ?

? and it makes you weak ?

? gets in your blood,
that Memphis beat ?

? oh, yeah ?

Ella is an intern.
She's getting her MBA.

Would Ella have worked
on anything

that put her in harm's way?

Oh, I-I doubt it.

We're a forensic
accounting firm.

Just numbers and analysis...
no money or secret information.

Did Ella get along
with everyone?

Oh, she was super.

She... she was only here
a couple of weeks

when one of the assistants
had an emergency appendectomy.

Ella offered
to stay with her son.

Any troubles
outside the office?

I don't know. She didn't like
to talk about herself.

"Didn't like to" is different
than "didn't."

I just assumed she was
a very private person.

Anyone ever come visit her?

She had a boyfriend.

He never came by,
but he sent flowers.

He have a name?

I asked once. She never did
give me an answer.

Um, this is
her job application.

I can make you a copy.

I'll be right back.

I've started a background check
on Ella Harris,

but right now,

it looks like she has
no background information

older than five years.

- She changed her name?
- Looks like it.

Why would a girl her age
need to change her name?

Well,
I hope to find out.

Whitehead.

Yeah, yeah.

I'll be right there.

You think
you worked fast before,

you better step it up a notch.

Armed guard just showed up
at the hospital

to protect our victim.

Why does a girl her age
need armed guards?

Hope to find out.

Detective Hendricks.
This is Detective White.

We'd like to know
what the hell you're doing.

I'm sure Judge Morris
will be happy to explain things.

I'd like you to explain it,
Mr...?

Layendecker.

You, uh, call Judge Morris.

What's your relationship
with Ella Harris?

She's a client.

Who are these gorillas
protecting her from?

Well, someone shot her,

and I'd like that
not to happen again.

Maybe we could go down
to the station

and we could talk about this
a little bit more.

Are you arresting me?

No.

Well, then we both know
I don't have to do that.

Lawyer.

The lawyer from the hospital

works downtown
at Barr & Jenkins.

I checked
with the bar association.

They only have one client...
the Murphy family.

"Bars, alcohol distribution,
and various criminal activity"

Murphy family?

That's the one.

What does Ella Harris have to do
with the Murphy family?

That's a rhetorical question,
right?

I'm not actually
supposed to know the answer?

It'd save me a hell of a lot
of time if you did, but no.

Call Dwight and Charlie White
and bring them up to speed.

Will do.

Greenback's saying
Fairburn Financial

isn't involved
with any Murphy businesses.

So Ella doesn't work for them.

What if she dug around in something
she wasn't supposed to?

Maybe those guards
aren't there to protect her.

Maybe they're there
to keep people away from her

so she can't say anything
to anybody.

Two pit bulls in the front.

That's got to be Mrs. Murphy.

MPD, gentlemen.
Keep your distance.

Ma'am, we need to talk
to you about Ella Harris.

I've got nothing to say.

We have enough probable cause

to start making trouble
for your whole organization.

It'd be easier
if you just talk to us.

And say what?

Nothing happens in your world
that you're not aware of.

Why don't you just tell us
what's going on?

You're wasting my time.

Look, as much as
150 years of Memphis history

might make you think otherwise,

the Murphy clan
is not above the law.

The law?
What good is the law to me?

Ella gets gunned down
in broad daylight,

and you don't even know
who did it!

No, but we might be able
to figure it out if you help us.

You want my help,
you talk to my lawyer.

She changed her last name

so that she could
move around Memphis

without the family baggage.

Ella's your daughter.

Yes, she is.

You know, you better hope
you find whoever shot her first.

'Cause in case
you haven't heard,

I am not so good
at turning the other cheek.

Did you ask her
if the shooting was related

to the feud between her family
and the Harrison clan?

No.

So what do you think?

Well, the truce
between the clans

has been in effect
for 25 years.

I think we would have heard
some rumblings

before the shooting broke out.

Yeah, but feuds are funny.
They start fast.

Could be they restart
just as fast.

We need to figure this out
before they start

killing each other in bunches.

Me and Whitehead will look into
the family, see what we can find.

Good.

I'll be back in about an hour.

Where you going?

To see a friend.

Her name is Kaylee Slater.

I've been trying to get him
to tell me about her for days,

and I got nothing.

- And he told you?
- Yeah.

Well, what the hell?

I'm just messing with you.

Greenback was out front
this morning

when she dropped him off.

He got her license plate.

Well, if she dropped him off,
things must be moving along.

I think we should invite her.

He might not like that.

He's not gonna like anything
about a birthday party.

That's half the fun
in doing it.

Hey,
I found the flower shop

where the boyfriend
was buying the flowers.

Did you get a name?

Not unless it's "xoxo."

The owner couldn't give me
a good description.

See, she mostly remembers
his money.

He gave her 1,000 bucks
up front

and would call anytime
he wanted to send something.

Did you get copies
of the notes?

The owner wrote the messages
down in her phone log.

He sent flowers
three days before the shooting.

"I lost my cool.
Please forgive me.

Hugs and kisses."

Secretive girl
meets abusive boy.

A love story.

Excuse me?

Excuse me.

We don't have any jobs available
right now.

I'm looking for my cousin Fred.

I'm surprising him.

Uh, I don't know
if he's around.

Would you mind calling him
for me, please?

Tell him it's Tanya

and I'm just in town
for a few days.

His mama wanted me
to give him a kiss for her.

Thank you.

I'll be waiting in my car,
just 'round the corner.

Ohh, cousin Fred! Look at you!

Look at you!

You are the picture of health.

And, cousin Tanya,

you know you are not
supposed to be here!

I know!

And that security guard
was so nice

to tell you that I was here.

Your mama sent you
some pecan sandies,

and you better get in this car
before I eat them all up.

Oh, yeah!

This must be really important
for you to break protocol...

And maybe ruin my cover.

I am not gonna ruin your cover.
And protocol takes too long.

Did you hear
about the shooting?

- Mm-hmm.
- So, what do you think?

Is it just regular violence
in a criminal family,

or is it feud-related?

As far as I know,
the truce is still in effect.

But Ella is heir apparent,

and I've seen her
down at the warehouse

a couple of times
caused quite a stir.

Apparently, the top dogs
have not been around in years.

So what was she doing?

I'm unloading trucks,

but I did hear her talk
about risk

and... expanding
into new territories.

Harrison territories?

I don't know.

But if it was, that would
blow that truce all to hell.

Well, yeah.

Which means it
might have been a Harrison

that was targeting her.

Or any Murphy that didn't
want her stirring up trouble.

Hey.

You can enjoy those.

Will you call me
if you hear or see anything?

Will do.

You know all this
is in my monthly report.

Reports are so dry.

- Something wrong, officer?
- Wrong?

You giving me a ticket?

Ticket?

Oh, yes, ma'am. Yes, I was.

Can you tell me what for?

Oh, uh...

Your taillight.

There's nothing wrong with it.

Oh, yeah. I knew that.

Um...

You got one of those kind
of taillights

that, uh...
they can break real easy,

so I was just writing you a note
to, uh... let you know

that you should
maybe change that.

And...

Well, n-now I told you.

Uh, good evening, ma'am!

It's, um... day.

But...

Take care.

Damn.

Bye.

C. J. Harrison. He runs
a strip club off the highway.

It's interesting
how they stuck to their knitting

all these years.

We got alcohol and real estate
and sex and guns.

I guess it pays to specialize,
even if you're a criminal.

Records department
is sending over

hard copies of all their files.

It could be
the old arrest reports

will give us a sense
of who hates who the most.

You think any of these people
have any idea

what started this feud?

You?

I think it's like a...
Cow or something.

That was the Chicago fire,
buddy.

No, Lewis Murphy bought
a piece of land in 1870.

Built the house,

went to Kentucky
to pick up his wife and kids.

While he was gone,

Rufus Harrison moved in
and refused to move out.

So, Lewis shot Rufus,
Rufus' kin shot Lewis,

et cetera.

What about the 25-year truce?

I don't know anyone who knows
why the shooting stopped.

Maybe they ran
out of bullets.

Hey.

I've been reconstructing
Ella's movements

for the last couple of days.

Now, the night before

she got those apology flowers
from "hugs and kisses,"

she went to a bar
on the east side,

where police were called
to break up a fight.

Anyone arrested?

All the participants scattered
before the units got there.

But here... here's the address.

Well, if she took on
that fake name to hide,

she still managed to get herself
into a lot of trouble.

Let's go, Whitehead.

Yeah, I know Ella.

She and her boyfriend come in
all the time.

You know his name?

I tend to remember
the women's names.

He's tall, dark hair.
Seems like a solid guy.

But, obviously,
after the other night,

I probably wouldn't cross him.

He involved in the fight?

He was at the center of it.

Some guys went up
to their table.

Next thing you know,
chairs are flying.

How does Ella fit into it?

I don't know.

She pulled him out of here
as soon as we separated them.

Could be the other guys
were Harrisons.

Boyfriend didn't know enough
to let it be.

Can you take a look at these

and see if you recognize
any of these fellas?

That's him.

You're sure this guy
was in the group

that went up
to Ella's table that night?

No, that guy's her boyfriend.

Pete Harrison, Tom's son...
Second in command?

Ella's dating the enemy.

What do you guys want?

We're just trying to figure out

if Ella knew you were
a part of the Harrison clan.

I'm thinking that she didn't.

Yeah, their whole dating thing
was probably a setup

so he could get information
about the Murphy businesses.

And that night,
she found out who he was.

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

It was a great way
to show your dad

you're ready
to take over the family.

But then, after you'd invested
all those months... poof!

What'd you think,
that it was just gonna be

easier to kill her
to take down the Murphys?

I would never hurt Ella.

Then what the hell was
the fight about in the bar?

Some guys were hitting on her.

I lost my cool.
No big deal.

Oh, so you're
the jealous boyfriend?

Yeah.

Your families have been fighting
for 150 years, man.

You expect us to believe

that you cared
about Ella Murphy?

I'd like a lawyer.

I'm losing my patience.

I want my son released
immediately.

And I have a job to do.

So your lack of patience
is not my concern.

Hey.

You don't talk to my Uncle
like that, you hear?

You're Dean, right?

Yeah.

Mr. Harrison,
I suggest you have Dean, here,

back off and sit down,

or I'll have his ass cooling off
in a holding cell.

Dean, don't embarrass me.

So...

Now, Pete will be released

when we determine
that he had nothing to do

with the shooting
of Ella Murphy.

We have no quibble
with the Murphys...

Haven't for
a quarter of a century.

None of my clan would do
anything to hurt Ella.

Well, then, I suppose
Pete will be released soon.

Until then, I'll have you two
waiting in the lobby.

What's he doing here?

Mrs. Murphy,
please come this way.

No, I want to know what
Tom Harrison's doing here.

Obviously, we're exploring
every possibility.

I could've crushed your family,

but I left you alone
for 25 years.

And you pay me back
by shooting Ella?

Kate, do you think
that I would...

Unh!

All right, that's enough!

Son of a...

Let go of me!

Mr. Harrison, unless you're
planning to press charges,

I need to ask you
to leave the building.

Saunders, see him out.

Good one.

Your text said
you got something for me.

A Murphy semi was hijacked
this morning,

and the driver was beat
pretty badly.

So you know who did it?

No.

But this family
hasn't had a truck jacked

in a long, long time.

But you think
it's related to the shooting?

Maybe the truce is over.

You know, figuring
this stuff out is your job.

You could have told me
about the truck in your text.

Yeah, I could have.

But texting is so overrated.

So, why don't you tell me

what happened to you
and your truck?

I'm not gonna
get in any trouble, am I?

You gonna go out of your way
to piss me off?

- No!
- Then no.

Well, I was delivering
a truckload

full of totally legit alcohol

to a warehouse
down by the river.

And at Granville, I had to stop
at the intersection

'cause it was blocked.

And before I could
turn the truck around,

these guys, they pulled me
out of the cab.

Well, your face looks like

it got more than
pulled from a truck.

Look, I didn't give them
any trouble whatsoever,

and for no reason at all,
they started wailing on me.

I'd be dead

if their buddy hadn't pulled up
and stopped them.

You got a name?

No.

But he was pissed
that they were on me.

Will you look
at some pictures for me,

see if you can I.D.
any of them?

Hey, these guys
tried to kill you.

I'm not gonna arrest them
for that,

'cause I know
you won't testify.

But wouldn't it be nice if I could
pick them up on something else?

Yeah.

Yeah.

According to the driver,

these are two of the guys
involved.

Now, they're both Harrisons.

And this is the man
who saved him.

Hijacking happened at 7:00?

Yep.

The 911 call about the shooting
came in at 7:15.

No way he could have gotten
clear across town by then.

I guess I should be happy

that he wasn't lying
about shooting her.

This means that whoever did it
is still out there.

W-what are you...

Doing here?

I didn't mean it...
for it to sound like that.

You left your wallet
on my seat.

I knew that.

Did you send that man
to my house?

Sutton?

I don't know his name.
The... the skinny one.

No.

Are you checking up on me?

No, why... why would I...

I don't know.
I'm gonna go.

Wait, K-Kaylee, I-I don't know
what's going on here, but...

Hendricks.

No, of course.

All righty. Thank you.

Ella woke up.

So what do you want to do?

Kate Murphy's already told us

her daughter's
not gonna talk to us

until she gets out
of the hospital.

Yeah,
she won't tell us anything.

Family business
stays in the family.

She might tell Pete though.

Look, we have no grounds
to hold you,

so I got no leverage here.

But if you really love Ella,

you'll help us find out
who shot her.

I see how that's good for you.
Not so sure how it's good...

Shooter!

You all right?

Yeah.

Now you understand
why this is good for you?

It says here
"Barbecue is the new Sushi."

Do you think
that's even possible?

Mom, not now.

I'm sorry, honey.
I'm just trying to cheer you up.

Actually,
after what you told me before,

I'm just trying
to cheer myself up.

Hey.

I already talked
to the district attorney,

and I told him that Ella
is not to talk to the police

until she's released
from the hospital.

You got it?

Yeah. That's fine.

Uh, I just came by to tell you

that MPD ran
the concealed-gun permits

of the guys
you got protecting her.

Now, two of them came back
red-flagged.

In about 10 minutes,

units are gonna come out here
and arrest those two guys,

and MPD's gonna use that as
an excuse to pick you up, too.

Who are you?

I'm Davey Sutton, ma'am.

I'm one of your...

Guys on the inside.

You pay me $1,000 a month.

Yeah, okay.
Okay, David.

Honey, I'm just gonna
have to go and take care of...

That matter.

Davey, what are you
still doing here?

I-I thought you might need
an escort or something.

You know, I got the lights.

Uh, no, thank you.

Okay.

Feel better.

I'll have a couple of guys
sent over from the house.

It's gonna take an hour, tops.

I'll be fine.

Now, listen,
if anything happens,

you call that nurse...
they will call security.

Dr. Barnes, dial 182, please.

Whoever's behind this,

we got to catch them
before someone else gets hurt.

Okay.

Whatever she can give you,
all right?

Name, description,
what they were wearing.

Pete, you can't be here.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. But she's gonna
be back any minute.

You got to go.

I got somebody
watching your mother.

I'll make sure to give you the
heads-up when she's coming back.

I'm so happy to see you.

All right, I'll... I'll go,

just leave you two.

Miss Slater.

Charlie white...
Dwight's partner.

Yeah. I've heard a lot
about you.

A small percentage of it's
probably true.

Hey, I want to talk to you
about Sutton.

Oh, I don't really like
to triangulate my relationships,

Detective White.

Well, I get that,
but this is not triangulating.

Dwight had no idea
what Sutton was doing here,

and he has no idea
that I'm here.

What was Sutton doing?

Inviting you
to Dwight's birthday party.

He was supposed to
just leave a note.

You know, in retrospect,

he might not have been
our best emissary.

Shouldn't Dwight be the one
to invite me to his party?

He really doesn't like
birthdays,

and this one's a surprise.

Well, we really haven't been
dating that long, so...

I know,
but he's been hiding you.

Which leads me to believe
that you mean something to him.

And I'm confident that,
you know,

he'll like having you there...

As much as he can like
having anythig on his birthday.

When is it?

It's tomorrow night... 8:00.

Here's the address.

Thanks, Charlie.

Thank you, Kaylee.

Pete left five minutes ago.

I guess I was right
about him not cooperating.

Hey, Sutton, listen,
I wanted to...

I got to get back inside.

Nurse wants
to tell me something.

Pete, please leave.
I'm not kidding about my mom.

She's so angry about
everything that's going on.

Who shot you, Ella?

I don't know.

I was walking to work.

A man said my name.
I didn't see him.

I just saw a shiny gun,
and then...

What happened?

Nurse thinks
it's a false alarm.

They didn't have
any patients evacuate?

Nope.

Ella left on her own.
Or someone took her.

I don't know
what to tell you.

Call Mike Thompson
and ask him,

and I'll meet you guys
around back.

They searched the hospital
top to bottom. No sign of her.

What did the doctors say?

She's in no immediate danger,

as long as she doesn't
move around too much.

What about Pete Harrison?

M.I.A.

Hopefully, he's got her

and actually is concerned
about her well-being.

Better than the alternative,

which is she was nabbed
by the guy that shot her

and tried to shot him.

Two shootings, 24 hours.

Sounds like a feud
in full force to me.

Yeah.

Or the worse party
you've ever been invited to.

Sutton's bringing down
the hospital security video.

We'll get on it
as soon as possible.

Hey, Dwight.

If she knows
her daughter's missing,

she's not worried about it.

She just walked into the building
where that lawyer has his office.

You want me to get
a little closer

so I can hear what they're
talking about, or should I...

Call you back.

Nobody double-crosses me.

Put it down!

Right now!

Put it down, get your hands up!

Hands up!

What is wrong with you people?

You're a lucky man.

She's missing.

What are you talking about?

Ella is gone from the hospital.

Well, you have to let me
out of here!

No, we don't.

Well, look,
if somebody has her,

you have to let me go
and find him!

All right. Tell us why
you attacked your lawyer.

That is between me and him.

Awfully coincidental, isn't it,
you having a problem with him

right after your daughter
gets attacked?

Now, look, what do I have to do
to get out of here?

Tell us what's going on.

I want to speak to my attorney.

I'm sure you do.

Maybe we should just
throw them all in a room

and let them kill each other.

That'd save on overhead.

Now that we got a few
more pieces of the puzzle,

maybe your friend can help.

I'm guessing
he's an undercover cop,

'cause you don't have
too many friends

who aren't cops
or cop-adjacent.

Plus, you keep leaving

and coming back
with information.

I already went once
without an invite.

I can't go again
and risk blowing his cover.

No problem.

You know,
you got no grounds for this.

You and your buddies are in major
violation of the tariff act.

Expect some significant fines
and community service, old pal.

Get your ass in there.

Hey.

Really?

It was
one of my detectives' ideas.

Now, it is a bit over the top,
but we needed to talk to you.

This is Detective White.

Hey, nice to meet you.

What's going on?

Ella Murphy and Pete Harrison
are dating.

Somebody tried to shoot Pete,
Ella's missing,

and Kate Murphy
attacked her lawyer.

Over what?

Some kind of double-cross.

You know, you remember
I heard Ella talking

about expanding their business?

Now, I assumed
she was talking about

taking over
some of Harrison turf.

Yeah?

Murphy started deducting
payroll tax from our checks

two months ago.

Maybe they're going legit.

Expanding that part of the
business, trying to get out the rest.

That'd leave a heap
of illegal activity left over

for somebody to take over.

The double-crossing lawyer
doesn't seem the type

that would shoot somebody.

Then he must have a partner.

Okay, detective,
let's go and book Fred,

get back on this.

Remind me to check on
Rice's friend in about an hour

and make sure
he gets bailed out.

I got a uniform
covering the lawyer.

We'll get a call as soon as the
doctor's finished with him.

If this guy's absorbing

all the Murphys'
illegal businesses,

it just doesn't make any sense
for him to restart this feud.

Unless his partner's hell-bent

on monopolizing
all the crime in Memphis.

Or crazy.

There's that.

I got her.

Sutton, freeze it.

That's Dean Harrison...
that's Pete's cousin.

That's a gun.

I already told the lieutenant

I had nothing to do
with Ella's shooting.

What the hell is going on?

Detective Hendricks and I
have something

we want to tell you two,

and we only wanted
to have to say it once.

Dean Harrison
kidnapped Pete and Ella.

Oh, my God. Look at this.

I don't why Dean would do
something like this.

We believe
Dean is trying to take over

the illegal activities
the Murphys are abandoning,

and your lawyer
is working with him.

And he thinks Ella and Pete
are a threat to his empire.

Well, why would
he think that?

Because they say
that they are in love.

If what we've heard
about Dean is true,

your kids are probably dead,
and you can keep quiet.

But if there's any hope
that it's not too late,

you need to help us
find them.

Tom...

Did you have anything
to do with this?

Kate...

You know I could never do
anything like this to you.

You know that.

I'm... I'm sensing...
something here.

Are the two of you in...?

Ah, you got to be kidding me.

No, look at them.

Think they've gone soft
and... dewy?

He says he didn't do it,
and she believes him.

It was a long time ago.

It just didn't work out.

We couldn't, um...

I couldn't.

Tom couldn't tell his family
about us.

Kate got so angry with me

that she couldn't bother
fighting anymore.

That's why there's a truce.

Okay, then,
we've worked through

the "feelings" part
of this conversation,

but we still need to get to
the "solution" part.

You got to help us
find your kids.

Do you think he actually
knows where they are?

He's certainly motivated
to find out.

You know,
given the state of things,

I think we might need
to cancel drinks tomorrow.

No can do, buckaroo.

We're on a case, Whitehead.

Yeah, but you still need
downtime.

I know about the party.

Then you know what a jackass
you'll be if you don't show up.

I called everybody I know.

If they're not here, then I
don't know where they are.

I put my number on there, too,

so I'd appreciate it if you'd give
me a call if you find something.

I will.

I'll pass it along to Kate.

Thank you, detectives.

There's money to be had!
You can't just walk away!

I told you...

Ella and I are taking everything
in a new direction.

I ain't gonna let you
restart the feud.

Now, get out of my way!

And I'm not gonna let you
choose her over the family!

You shot someone I love!
You tried to shot me!

What kind of family are you?!

What the hell is wrong
with you?! You've gone soft!

I should have never
told you about her.

But I thought
you'd be happy for me.

Now, I don't care
what you think.

I love Ella, and I'm not
gonna let her die.

Now, I'm taking her
to the hospital.

If you want to shoot me
in the back,

well, that's on you, man.

Hey!

Consider that
your wedding present.

You okay?

Yeah.

Have you met her?

I have not.

Is she cute?

Well, how would I know?

She's cute.

Oh, how cute?

Verycute.

I just don't know why
she's not here. I gave her...

That would be why.

Oh, and, by the way,
he knows about the party.

Surprise! Surprise!
Surprise! Surprise!

Hey, mama.

Hey, Dwight. She's real.

She's real... nice
for being here tonight.

Well, I'm happy
to have been invited. Thank you.

You all know how
much I dislike

public celebrations
of my birthday.

I appreciate that you cared
enough to ignore me.

And I thank you in advance
for my present.

Ringleaders, up onstage.

Oh, come on! Excuse me.

No way!

Let's go!

Dwight, you know I can't sing.

Well, you can be in charge
of the dancing.

All right, here we go!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

? Mmmmm ?

? L.A. proved too much
for the girl ?

? too much for the girl ?

? so she's leavin' the life ?

? the life she's come to know ?

? oh, yeah ?

? oh, she's leavin' ?

? leavin' ?

? on that midnight train
to Georgia ?

? leaving on the
midnight train ?

? yeah ?

? said she's goin' back
to find ?

? goin' back to find ?

? a simple place and time ?

? when she takes that ride ?
? oh, yes, she is ?

? right by her side guess who's ?
? gonna be and I'll be with her ?

? on that midnight train
to Georgia ?

? leavin' on the midnight train
to Georgia to Georgia ?

? Whoo-whoo!
Oh, ho ?

? I'd rather live in her world ?

? than live without her ?

? in mine ?

? hers and hers alone ?
? yeah, yeah, hey ?

? got to go ?

? all aboard ?

? gonna board the midnight train
to Georgia ?

? gonna board ?

? oh, no ?
? I'm gonna board ?

? gonna board
the midnight train ?

? to Georgia ?

Whoo!

Happy Birthday, man.

Oh, yeah!

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- Uh, six letters. "Spray with water.
- "Bar."

"Douche." [ Scoffs ] Nice.

What? That's a legitimate
answer to the question.

Four letters. "Desire to push."

"Urge." "Fart."

Honey, that doesn't even make sense.
Yes, it does.

"To negotiate."
Also four letters.

"Deal." "Dick."

- Sorry. "Dicker.
- You're such an idiot.

Why? That's... I'm trying to
teach you something.

It's like playing mad libs with a 7-year-old.
Listen. Listen and learn.

Hey.

Hey.

You're back from your trip.

Actually, I didn't go.
It was bad timing.

You should know
that I'm taking Camille

to school this weekend.

Ah.

Well, if, uh, she needs
any help, have her call me.

I will. It was really great
seeing you guys.

And you. You too.

Is she coming back?

It's possible.

That keeps happening.
I walk up, people walk away.

Hello. This is Brenda Marshall.

Are you serious?
I'm getting a complex.

Oh.

"Oval."

We need some help here.

It's Tony, Steve.

Okay. Uh, head for trauma 4.

Obvious abdominal trauma.
B.P.'S 115 over 60.

Lacerations and abrasions
and a possible tib-fib fracture.

Bring it around this way.
Watch your back.

On three. One, two, three.

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