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It's so annoying, right?

Yeah. They change
the street-cleaning days,

and no one tells you
it's on Tuesday now.

(sighs)
I got a $65 ticket.

Yeah, I probably
should fight it,

but I mean, come on,
who has time

to take a half day off
and go to traffic court?

(laughs)
All right, well,
I got to take a shower, so...

We're still on
for tonight, though, right?

Okay.

Yep, I will see you then. Bye.

(sighs):
Well... looks like it's
your lucky day, Jinx.

I am all out of dry food.

(phone ringing)

Oh.

Hello?

MAN:
Naomi?

Uh, no, I'm sorry,
this is Gretchen.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Is Naomi there?

Uh, no, there's no one
named Naomi here,

so, um, I think
you have the wrong number.

Really?

No, she has to be.

She waited on me
the other night,

and we kind of hit it off.

This is the number she gave me.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry to be
the one to break it to you,

but I think maybe this Naomi,
whoever she is,

she might not want
to actually talk to you,

so... sorry. Bye.

All right, Jinx, chow time.

Hop to it.

Lazy dog.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

MAN:
Okay, here's the thing.

I know Naomi's there,

so stop playing around
and let me talk to her.

Wow, you've really
got a problem.

Now, listen to me, okay?

There is no Naomi here,

there are no waitresses
that live here,

and there is no one here
that wants to talk to you.

Yes, there is...
(beep)

(sighs)

Hey. Up and at 'em.

Oh, my God.

Jinx?

(phone ringing)
(sniffles)

(crying, panting)

(crying):
Oh, my God...

Hello?

Tell that bitch Naomi
to come to the phone.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

Stop calling me, okay?

I can't deal
with you right now.

I have an emergency.

A dead dog
is not an emergency.

Who is this?

(beep)

Okay... (sniffles)

I'm gonna go get your...
your pen,

a-and I'm
taking you to the vet.

(screams)

(gasps)

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When you're finished,
bring your plates to the sink.

It's almost 8:00.
We got to get a move on.

Dad?
Yeah?

Wh-Why are you
dressed like that?

I mean, aren't you
going to work today?

Uh, yes, I am.

I'm meeting my boss for lunch,

and he's kind of a laid-back,
casual kind of guy, so...

So you decided to dress sloppy?

Does, uh,

does Mom know
you're dressed that way?

Mom is not here.
Mom went to work early.

And besides, she's your mom,
she's not mine.

I decide what is appropriate
for me to wear to work.

Well, it, um,

it just seems
strange. (laughs)

Yes, it is strange.

This guy never
has lunch with anyone,

and suddenly
he shoots me an e-mail

saying he wants
to eat with me today.

I know where he likes to go.

It's just this little
hole in the wall, so...

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Y-You're the one
who's always telling us

to "be yourself."

Well, come on, this is me.

This is just more
of a-a weekend kind of me.

Uh...

You know what?
I'm gonna change.

(elevator bell dings)

(reporters shouting)

Naomi Clark

has been missing
for five days now.

Isn't it safe to assume
she's already been murdered?

Absolutely not.

Miss Clarke is still classified
as a missing person.

But the three other
victims were all dead

within five days
of being abducted.

That's true, that has been
the pattern thus far,

but that doesn't mean
it's a foregone conclusion.

Naomi Clarke's family
is holding out hope

that she's still alive,
and so am I.

(reporters shouting)

Other than that,

I don't have much new to report.

The mayor is doubling
the size of the task force,

uh, devoted
to finding the killer,

and we are aggressively pursuing

each and every lead
as it comes in.

So what do you
make of his name,

"The Penny Jar Killer"?

You know, 'cause he leaves
the body of his last victim

inside the home of
his next victim?

"Take a penny,
leave a penny."
Cute, right?

The man slaughters
innocent women.

There's nothing cute about him.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

(reporters shouting questions)

(exhales)
Yeah, that's her, Naomi Clarke.

The killer
left her body

in what I can only guess
is the next victim's house.

She was hanging
in the closet.

She was bound by
electrical tape.

She was still wearing
her waitress uniform.

It had a name tag
that said "Naomi."

And you got a good look
at this next victim?

I know her
first name's Gretchen.

Oh, uh, and in the...
in the dream,

she-she'd gotten
a parking ticket.

For parking on the wrong side of
the street for street-cleaning.

It was Tuesday.

Today's a Tuesday.

Traffic ticket-- I might be able
to do something with that.

Traffic police use
handheld computers

to give out tickets now.

They go right on to the system.

I'll get someone to monitor it.

Soon as we hear that a car

registered to a woman
named Gretchen gets a ticket,

we should be able
to find out where she lives.

* *

Keith!

Hi.

Joe.

Hey.

I appreciate this.

No, listen, got to eat lunch.

I just, uh, you didn't
mention in your e-mail

why you wanted to get together,
so I, uh, I just...

I didn't quite know if I was
supposed to prepare something...

It's not about your
performance review

or anything like that.

I mean, I'm very aware
that that's tomorrow.

So you can put
your mind at ease.

It has nothing to do with that.

In fact, I'd go as far as to say

that you have nothing
to worry about in that regard.

Oh.
WAITRESS:
Hi there.

Oh, that's okay, I'll
just have what I always have.

Oh, I'll just have
what he's having.

Sure you want to do that?

Sure.

Sure I'm sure.

I'll tell you
why I e-mailed you.

The truth is...

I need a favor.

Oh, sure, Keith, no problem.

What can I do for you?

Well, when
I think of you,

as opposed to anybody else
I work with,

any of the other engineers,

I think of you as someone
who is very... regular.

Regular?
Yeah.

Regular, you know?

Like, not strange.

Pretty normal, right?

Y-You're married,
you have a family,

you have some kids.

Yeah, I'm-I'm...
I'm pretty regular.

Good. Because I'd like
to share something with you

that I haven't shared
with anybody else I work with.

Okay.

There you go.

What's this?

That is my novel.

It's on that drive.

I want you to read it,

and I want you to be
brutally honest with me.

Your novel?

(chuckles):
Yeah.

I started writing it when...

When did the first Lord
of the Rings movie come out?

Uh...

Here's your chocolate milk.

And here's your chocolate milk.

Your entrees
will be right out.

Great.
Great.

Great.

Thank you.

Okay, turns out there was
a girl named Gretchen,

and she did get
a parking ticket.

Gretchen Morgan got
a parking ticket at
11:25 this morning.

I'm on my way over
to her place now.

You want come in my car,
or you want to follow?

(exhales)

Wait a second, you're
telling me that that man,

The Penny Jar Killer,
you think he's after me?

Well, again, we're responding
to an anonymous tip.

Um, it may turn out

to be nothing
once we take
a look around.

Lee.

(quietly):
Oh.

Excuse me for one second.

What about your dog?

Excuse me?

You have a dog,
don't you?

Jinxy, wake up.

Baby.

Oh, my God.

(siren wails)

(indistinct radio transmission)

(screams)

Hey, Lee. Lee.

You see that kid over there,
he's got black work gloves?

Got the same
kind of tape

that I saw covering
Naomi's mouth.

Sir, police.

You mind if I ask you
a couple of questions?

(horn honks)

(tires squeal)

SCANLON:
Name's Jeremy Kiernan.

Couple of priors for
drug possession;

one conviction
for harassment.

Harassment?

Legalese for "stalking."

22-year-old girl--
30 days plus probation.

So you think this is him?

You think this is
The Penny Jar Killer?

Well, it's sure starting
to look that way.

Electrician's assistant
lived about

a mile away
from Gretchen's house.

His job took him close to
the homes of the other victims.

We may have a match.

I got people scouring his
apartment and his car.

He's got to be hiding the body
of that other girl,

the, uh, the waitress somewhere.

Plus, you don't turn tail
and run from the cops

if you don't have
something to hide.

I'm gonna go call Manny,
give him an update.

But, uh, thanks for
the "anonymous tip."

Mm-hmm.

(phone beeps, dialing)

I wasn't running
because of that.

I'm sorry?

I wasn't running
because I killed someone.

I would never kill anybody.

I heard what that guy said.

A long time ago,

there was a girl.

I liked her
more than she liked me.

You want to call that stalking.

But following someone, calling
them on the phone too much,

that's not murder.

Okay.

So why did you run then?

I had a joint in my pocket.

Would've been my third strike.

You would've run, too.

Okay, then explain the gloves.

Explain the electrical tape.

I'm an electrician.

Okay, well, I believe that,
but the rest of this...

So...

what can I do to convince you?

Sorry.

I startle you?

ALLISON:
I just don't get it.

Why wouldn't he admit it?

Tell me where
the girl's body is?

What's the point
in denying everything?

He's dead.

Well, he just
got hit by a car.

That can have a way of
clouding your thinking.

Plus, he's
a murderer.

I mean, I haven't actually
read the rule book,

but my guess is that the number
one rule at Serial Killer Club

is that if somebody asks you
if you are one, say no.

Actually, I wish I was reading

the Serial Killer Club
rule book.

It's that bad?

(chuckles)

(sighs)

I'm, I mean, I'm just
a hundred pages in,

but, I mean, maybe
it'll pick up, but...

This thing sucks
like a Hoover.

(chuckles)

I should be
grateful.

At least he
gave it to me

the day before my
performance review.

I mean, he can't expect me to
read this thing in one night.

It's over
900 pages.

(laughs)

(cell phone ringtone playing)

(phone beeps)

Hello.

SCANLON:
Hey, it's Lee.

Sorry to bug you at home,
but, uh, I got some bad news.

When we left Gretchen Morgan's
place today,

she was pretty shaken up.

She had a friend come
spend the night with her.

He went out to grab
some takeout,

and when he came back,
she was gone.

Oh, no.

Oh, yeah.

And when we opened up
the closet,

we found Naomi Clarke.

Looks like we were wrong,
Allison.

Unless this guy got up
off that morgue slab

and strung this girl up
by her wrists,

Jeremy Kiernan was not
the Penny Jar Killer.

It's not my fault.

I didn't make a peep.

It's your brain; I
can hear it whirring.

I can't help it,
it is whirring.

I just feel terrible.

That man is dead.

He'd be alive if I hadn't
pointed him out to the police.

Okay.

Maybe.

We can't be sure.

Can't we?

No. You're not God.

At least not last
time I looked.

I don't even want to think
about what that would make me.

Okay, not funny.

You're joking
and I feel like

I've got this man's blood
on my hands.

You don't.

You didn't put that
joint in his pocket.

You didn't
make him run.

Maybe not.

Still, some job I did today.

(sweet pop song begins)

* Imagine me and you, I do *

* I think about you
day and night *

* It's only right *

* To think about
the girl you love *

* And hold her tight *

* So happy together *

* If I should call you up,
invest a dime *

* And you say you belong to me
and ease my mind *

* Imagine how the world
could be, so very fine *

* So happy together *

* I can't see me
loving nobody but you *

* For all my life *

* When you're with me, baby *

* The skies will be blue
for all my life *

* Me and you and you and me *

* No matter how they tossed
the dice, it had to be *

* The only one for me is you
and you for me *

* So happy together *

(chorus scatting)

* Me and you... *

(music stops)

JEREMY:
She's amazing, isn't she?

I hate being dead.

Jeremy...

what are you doing here?

Well, seeing as how
I'm not a serial killer,

and now you know
I'm not a serial killer,

and seeing as how
you and your friends kind of,

you know, killed me today,

and seeing as how you're
the only one who can see me,

I was hoping we could
talk about something.

Not here.

ALLISON:
You want me to talk
to your girlfriend?

I need her to know that...

I love her.

And I need her
to know about you.

About me?

I need her to know that

even though it feels like
I'm gone, I'm still here.

I can still help her.

'Cause I can see her
and you can see me,

so I can still
be there for her.

I can help her do the things
she needs to do.

Wait a second.

Let's just take me out
of this for a second.

I don't think those
kinds of things...

can be said.

Those are the kinds of
things that need to be felt.

And the truth is, once
her pain subsides,

she will feel them.

So you won't do it?

I don't think
it's smart.

No.

I mean, and the truth is,
once your pain subsides,

you're not gonna want
to hang around here.

You're gonna
want to move on

to wherever it is that
you're supposed to go.

You don't get it.

Our love is different.

Our love is forever.

I know that you
believe that.

I'm not saying
that's not true.

And you got to know
that I feel horrible

about everything that
has happened to you.

But I just
can't do it.

I just, I can't do
something that I know

is gonna cause a lot of
heartache down the line.

I just can't do it.

So what about
that Penny Jar guy?

What?

What about him?

I can see everything from here.

I'm pretty sure,
if I put my mind to it,

I could find out
who he is for you.

And I'd be willing to do that.

I'd be willing to help you.

But I need you to be
willing to help me.

(phone ringing)

(knocks)

Oh, uh, hey, Brian, can you
give us a couple of minutes?

BRIAN:
Absolutely.

So?

So?

What'd you think?

The book?

Uh, well, I mean, I'm only about

a hundred and so pages
into it, so...

Wow.

Okay.

So you were able
to put it down?

Well, I'm not saying
it was easy.

No.

But, you know,
like you said yesterday,

I'm kind of a regular guy,
so, you know, I got kids

to put to bed,
I got a wife I got

to spend some time with.
Yeah, no, no.

Of course,
of course.

So what'd you think?

From what I've read?

You really want that?

Wouldn't you rather wait
till I finish the whole thing

before I give you an opinion?

Uh, no.

I mean, is there some rule
that says you can't give me

an opinion now and then another
opinion when you're finished?

No.

(chuckles):
No, I s-suppose not.

So...

So, uh...

Yeah, so...

I think it's-it's interesting.

That's it?

Just interesting?

No, it's not just interesting.

I think you made
some brave choices.

Thank you.

Look, I-I know that this is
really awkward for you,

but I want you
to be honest with me.

I am, I am.
I'm being honest.

No, I know you're being honest.

If I forced you, if I, if I made
you say something negative...

You want something negative?

There's-there's got
to be something.

Right?

You know, you put it down, so...

I know this is hard.

I just...
Well, it is hard.

You know, I'm not,
I'm not having

a negative experience,
uh, so far.

So I don't know if I'm
comfortable being negative.

You're not being negative.

You know, I'm-I'm asking you
to be constructive.

Right?

Can you give me, uh, a word?

Like, one word.

An-an adjective,
a negative adjective.

Can-can you do that?

I don't know.

Yeah, you can.

Just-just think.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Uh, maybe... diffuse?

Diffuse?

What the hell
does that mean?

Diffuse, uh, well,
let me see-- diffuse--

it means kind, like,
all over the place.

I know what it means.

Well, you know, that's not
necessarily a bad thing.

Diffuse.

Again, I'm only
a hundred pages in.

So you know, I think
I need time to...

Well, I want to see
how the whole thing

comes together,
you know.

That's why I really didn't want
to say anything yet.

Diffuse.

(door closing)

Okay, well, I got
her favorite band.

Got her favorite flowers.

And got a fistful of articles
about myself.

Yeah, and if all that fails,
just remember--

tell her to look in the hatbox
in the closet.

Hatbox?

Right.

(knocking)

Can I help you?

Mandy, hi.

My name is Allison Dubois.

I'm a friend of...

I was a friend of Jeremy's.

I just want to tell
you how sorry I am.

Okay. Thank you.

I'm sorry, he never
mentioned you.

Oh, no, he wouldn't have.

We didn't actually meet
till yesterday.

I work for the
District Attorney's office.

And I was investigating
the Penny Jar Killer.

Oh.

God, you were there.

Did you see it happen?

I was, and I did.

He wanted me to give you these.

He said they're
your favorite flower.

He said that?

After the car hit him.

I didn't realize.

I guess I wanted to believe
it happened quickly--

that he didn't suffer.

Oh, no, he didn't.

It happened quickly.

Um, he-he also wanted me
to give you these.

Sorry, what are these?

Some-- some articles
about me, about how I--

how sometimes I see the dead.

How I can communicate
with the dead.

Okay, this is unspeakably cruel.

He thought that you might
react like that.

That's why he said those
are your favorite flowers,

this is your favorite band...

Right. Look, I have
a funeral to prepare.

People to call,
arrangements to make.

So I'm going to go back
in the house now,

shut the door and ask you
to leave my property.

He wants you to know
that he's watching you,

and that he loves you

and if there's anything
you ever need to say to him,

you can say it through me.

Look, I hear you,
but just so you know,

if I have anything to say to
him, I'm going to say it to him

in my own way and my own time,
thank you very much.

Oh, wait, wait.

The hatbox, he wants you to look
in the hatbox in the closet.

He wants you to look
in there...
(door locking)

Al, what do you think?

Al?

Yeah, I think it, um,
looks good.

I think it's fine.

Well, it's my
performance review,

so I was kind of hoping
for better than fine.

You're gonna do great.

Look, he's told you already

that you don't have
anything to worry about.

Yeah, that was before
I let him down

by not reading his entire
900-page opus in one night

and declaring it
a work of genius.

One thing has nothing
to do with the other.

Take it from someone
who knows nothing has

anything to do
with anything.

Come on, Al.

What did you expect?

The man just died.

The woman just
lost her boyfriend.

I know, I know, I know.

It's just-- he said
"You do this and
I'll do that."

So I did this.

He just disappeared,

and I haven't seen him
or heard from him since.

(door unlocking)

(door opening)

Hello?

Where am I?

Anybody here?

(metal clanking)

Can you help me?

I don't feel well,
and I don't know where I am.

Please.

MAN:
Hey... hey wake up.

Oh, good, you're awake.

We need to talk.

Jeremy, I didn't think I was
going to see you again.

Did you do that on purpose?

Did I just do
what on purpose?

I was having a dream,

and in it I was just
about to see the face

of the Penny Jar Killer.

But right before it
happened, you woke me up.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I had no idea.

But, look, I don't
think it matters.

I mean, that's what
I'm here for.

I found out who the guy is.

ALLISON:
So he really does exist.

SCANLON:
Shane Malinowski?
He sure does.

Soon as I punched
his name into the system,

the printer went
into overdrive.

Look at this guy's record.

He's the poster child
for social deviants.

Like an accident
waiting to happen.

And you're confident this is
the man we're looking for?

The late Jeremy Kiernan
is confident.

He's the one
who gave me his name.

And he is in a place to know.

He also told me

that Malinowski spent
his mornings in Humboldt Park.

That's where he scouted
for his victims.

Sounds like we should put
an APB out on this guy.

Get some men over
to Humboldt Park,

take a look around for him.

Mandy?

How did you know?

Know what?

It was in the hatbox.

He must have been
planning to propose.

How does it work?

Is he here, now?

Please.

No, no, I'm sorry, he's not.

I'm sorry for the way that
I treated you yesterday.

I mean, that's really
what I came here to say.

I was hoping he'd be here.

Hoping you could tell him
about some decisions I've made.

I can do that.

I've decided to leave Phoenix.

It's just-- it's too hard.

I mean, I came here
because of Jeremy.

And I see him everywhere.
I feel him everywhere.

It's wrong to be
here without him.

So I have some
loose ends to tie
up, house and all.

But as soon as I can,
I'm going to head back east

and try living with
my mom for a while.

I'm sure that Jeremy
would understand that.

Yeah.

When you see him--
tell him "thank you."

And tell him, thanks to you,
I know what I have to do now.

Tell him that I would
have said "yes."

I'm sure he knows that.

But I will let him know.

(knocking)

Come on in.

Nothing to be afraid of.

Just your run-of-the-mill
performance review.

I'm sure you've been
through these before.

It's kind of nice, your
supervisor being here.

Taking a personal
interest in your career.

Here we go.

Dubois. Joseph.

I have to say, Joe, we, uh,
we were all very excited

when you came on board here.

Although,
according to this,

you've been having some
trouble adjusting.

Uh, trouble adjusting?

Well, I'm sorry to say,

the evaluations I received
from your supervisor,

reflect, well, a certain
level of disappointment
with your performance.

As you can see,
pretty much

straight down the line,

there are issues with
the clarity and focus.

Excuse me?

Well, let's read
along here, shall we?

"Describe your coworker's
communication skills."

And what does it say there?

"Diffuse."

"Describe your coworker's
ability to problem solve."

"Diffuse."

"Describe your..."

Well, you get the idea.

Yeah, yeah.

I sure do.

* *

JEREMY:
Remember that ring?

I took it off the first girl
we ever did together.

You loved it so much.

Kept asking
what happened to it.

I lied.

Said it probably
fell off her finger

when I was fighting
to get her in the van.

I've been saving it
for just the right moment.

Guess I waited too long.

That lady who
came by today?

She's the real deal.

That's what I need you
to know.

That's what I need you
to understand.

You got to clean up our mess
and get out of town.

Attagirl.

You got work to do.

(door unlocks)

(tearful):
Is it done?

Can I go now, please?

JEREMY:
I know you haven't had
all your fun yet.

Let's be smart, huh?

(sobbing)

You know
what I'm talking about.

You know what
you have to do.

(sobbing):
Please let me go.

No!

(screaming, slicing)

You know what you're doing.

Don't waste your time.

You're just going
to embarrass yourself.

You can't prove anything.

Oh, by the way,
Malinowski?

The guy I told you
murdered all those girls?

He died.

Froze to death in the
desert two nights ago.

You might want to mention that
to the people you work for.

You used me.

Oh, I did what I had to do.

How can you do that?

How can you just sit there,
so smug, so calm?

We're going to get

your girlfriend.

We are not going
to let her leave town.

Sure you will.

What can you do?

That basement?
It's clean now.

There's no trace of anything
that happened down there.

No evidence whatsoever.

Oh, yeah.
She'll leave town.

And sure, you'll
keep an eye on her

for a while.

Call whatever jurisdiction
she ends up in.

Tell them to keep
an eye on her.

But time goes by.

There'll be other crimes.

Other murders
here in Phoenix.

And you'll forget.

That's how these things go.

She'll be fine.

As long as she
doesn't slip up.

As long as she's patient.

So what? She just stops?

Well...

I didn't say forever.

I mean, when you do
the things that we do,

it's a tough itch to scratch
once you've got it.

But, like I
said, Mandy,

she's nothing if
not patient, so...

She'll wait. Wait
for the right time.

The right situation.

A signal from
me, maybe.

(clears throat)

And I'll be patient, too.

Wait for her.

(whistles)

Ain't love grand?

(knocking at door)

Oh.

Hi, Allison.

Hi, I'm so sorry
to bother you.

But Jeremy came
to see me last night.

He said he had
one last message.

Well, what did he
want you to tell me?

Well, it didn't really make a
lot of sense to me at the time,

I mean, with you getting
ready to leave and all.

But he was terribly concerned

about you going through
all of this by yourself.

I mean, getting ready
for the funeral,

and-and moving
back east.

He was-He was worried

that you didn't have a friend
to help you through all this.

Jeremy had you take this?

This morning.

He said that he thought the two
of you could make great friends.

That she was
perfect for you.

I wonder what
he was thinking.

He said to tell you that-that
she jogs every morning

at Walker Park at 7:00,
7:00 in the morning.

Um, oh, and he
wanted you to know

that if you two
do become friends,

that he will be watching,

that he'll see everything,

and that it'll bring him
a lot of pleasure

to know
that you're not alone.

Keith?

Hey, Keith. Can you
not hear me over there?

Am I being too diffuse?

What are you working on?
Is that company business

or more of your Lord of
the Harry Potter crap?

All right.
This is a private office.

You can't-You can't just walk--

You owe me an apology.

And I want you to write a
letter to human resources

saying you didn't mean
any of the things

that you wrote
in that report.

Oh, but I meant
every word of it.

Of course, it's fairly early on
in your employment here.

I might modify my opinion
in time.

Just like you might
modify your opinion

when you finish my manuscript.

When I finish your manuscript?

After what you did to me? No.

Are you out of your mind?

No. I'm not indulging
your childish behavior

for one more second.

That's what this is about,
isn't it?

That-That I'm
much younger than you.

Hey, you're not
that much younger than me.

No. I'm-I'm
a lot younger than you.

Well, you're certainly
a lot more childish than I am.

And I think that your behavior
in that meeting yesterday,

and in fact,
your behavior from the second

you gave me that
screed of yours...

Screed?

(stammers)

You... punk.

Okay. All right.

You're calling me
a punk, then?

Yeah, punk, I am.

'Cause that is
what you did yesterday.

That was a punk move.

That was not something
that an adult would do.

That is not something
that a man would do.

Oh. So now I'm not a man?

I'm sorry. Could you
repeat the question?

'Cause I was busy trying to
remember what decade it was

that I last had a chocolate
milk and PB and J for lunch.

All right.
That's it, Dubois.

You want a piece of me?

Careful what you wish for, punk.

Come on.
We'll settle this old school.

Like men?

Yeah, like real men.

(buzzing and blasting
in video game)

KEITH:
I got that!

JOE:
Ha!
Shoot him!

Take that, punk.

Die, old man!

Are you guys ever gonna finish?

We've been waiting here an hour.

Hey. Didn't your parents teach
you to respect your elders?

Go away.

Scat.
This is serious.

Come on.

(blasting continues)

You all think
that you're winning here today.

You think
that you're punishing me.

You don't know
the way things really work.

I am going
to go see Jeremy today.

And that is a reward.

And we're gonna laugh.
(laughs)

At all of you.

At all of this.

Everything.

(switches flipping)

(machine beeping)

(flatline tone sounds)

(tone stops)

It's done.

You tried to abduct
an undercover cop.

Oh, my God!

Jeremy!

It's really you!

Yeah.
It's really me.

I've been waiting
so long to see you.

Well, actually,
no, you haven't.

I mean, really, Mandy.

I thought we could have

stretched this thing out
a little bit.

I didn't think it was going
to end quite so fast.

Are you disappointed?

Well, yeah.
A little bit.

I mean, you did try to
abduct an undercover cop.

When did you
get so stupid?

Hmm?

Seriously, what happened?

Did you become a total
idiot after I died?

That woman, she said
she had a message from you.

Yeah, she lied.

It was a trick.

I can't believe you didn't
know it was a trick.

I'm sorry, okay?
I wanted to believe it.

I wanted to believe
that you would be watching

one last time.

Jeremy, why are you mad?

We're together now
and we'll stay together.

Forever.
Yeah?

And what are we gonna
do forever, Mandy?

We're gonna stare
at each other?

Talk?

I thought you liked
talking to me.

I thought we were
perfect together.

There was one thing that made
us perfect for each other.

And now, thanks to you,
that one thing is gone.

Thanks to me?
Mm-hmm.

I didn't get hit by a car

because I never learned
to leave my dope at home.

Couldn't leave it at home,
'cause, as you and I both know,

it wouldn't be there
when I get back.

One time! One time I smoked
without you. Get over it!

Get over yourself.

You think I don't know you
also go through my wallet?

Check my email, look
through my cell phone?

That's 'cause
you go through mine.

I do not!
You do, too.

Do not.
You lie!

Who you calling a liar?

You, liar!
Yeah? At least
I'm not an idiot.

Oh, shut your face!
At least I don't have--

(whispers):
Oh, sorry.

Oh, no. It's okay.
I was awake already.

Oh, yeah?
Why's that?

Did you have
a bad dream?

No, I had
a good dream, actually.

Yeah. Yeah. I think
everything's going to work out.

The perfect ending

to a perfect relationship.

Hey. Speaking
of relationships,

how did it go?

Who's the new
"King of Kong"?

Who beat who? Come on.
Inquiring minds want to know.

I don't know. I let
him win a couple.

Then he let me
win a couple.

And then we-we
drank a bunch.

And then we ordered
some food and we talked.

And then we
drank some more.

That's it?

Uh-huh. No, actually.

Uh, it turns out, he
can belch on command.

Hmm.

It's very impressive. Uh,
he likes the thing I do

where the smoke
comes out of my ear.

It sounds like love.
Yeah.

So, no more animus?
No more, uh, anger?

No more, "My wee-wee's bigger
than your wee-wee" stuff?

Please.

You're talking about
a couple of adults.

(laughs)
Okay.

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