All language subtitles for Fargo S001E02

We're here about Hess.

Oh, yeah, you want Gold...

Uh, Max Gold.
He's on his way.

MR. NUMBERS:
You Gold?

Yeah.
And you're...

We're from Fargo.

Good. They, uh, said they
were sending someone.

They were right.

There's no library in this town.

Why is there no
library in this town?

Uh, cutbacks?

(LAUGHS)

He thinks every town
should have a library.

I agree.

Tell him I agree.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Fargo sent us to find out
what happened to Hess.

He got stabbed in
the back of the head

at a strip club is
what happened to him.

Okay.

Okay. Okay,
all right.

Do you believe this was
connected to the business?

I...

Things have been quiet.

No labor BS, no skirmishes
with other trucking concerns.

So?

There was a guy.

I told this to Fargo.

He came by the garage
the day it happened.

Brown hair, just under 6
feet, not young, not old,

had a cut on his forehead here.

Said he just wanted to take a look
at Sam, which he did, then he left.

Look..

Hold on a second.

He was my friend, okay?

Sam.

Sure, he was a jerk,
but deep down...

All I'm saying is, you're
gonna find him, right?

The guy who did it.

We'll find him.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

How's your head, then?

Oh, yeah, it's okay.

Aches still, but...

You try that hot dish? Oh, yeah.

Real good.
Yeah.

So, you know... (SIGHS)
Kitty and I were talking

and we think you should
move in here for a while.

Just stay with us, you know,

until you get the house
cleaned up or sold.

Why the heck
would I sell the house?

Oh.

Not saying you
have to go that way.

Just, you know, stay a few days,

until we get it cleaned up.

Cops left a real mess.

Oh, yeah? Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, the crime scene and all.

Really turned
the place upside down.

Looking for clues, I suppose.

(EXHALES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(MAN TALKING
INDISTINCTLY ON TV)

How you doing?
You all right? Okay.

You don't have to do that.

They were piling up.

Vern told me this story once.

When he was a rookie,

he had a boss who couldn't
tell his shoe from his foot.

Got killed by a hail stone.

Just standing in the parking
lot at the Dairy Queen,

having a milkshake.

Hail stone comes down, size of
a softball, crushes his skull.

What flavor?

Strawberry, I think.

I was thinking about
when my dad got shot.

Traffic stop, yeah? Mmm. Yeah.

He pulled over the fellas

that robbed Callahan's and stole
the snow plow. (CHUCKLES)

They came to tell me at school.

I was in algebra.
(CHUCKLES)

And he's okay, you know?

Got the limp, of course, but,
uh, they caught the guys, so...

The little one
he even got probation.

Convinced the jury it was a
Stockholm syndrome deal.

Okay, we got now a list of who
will come by when and do what.

This is on the due
date, you know?

Get you to the hospital, bring
you home, so, you're covered.

Say, Bill, I was thinking.

We should talk to Lester
Nygaard first thing.

Lester? Ugh.

He already made a statement
back at the hospital.

Yeah, I know.
I read it.

But, see, thing is,

Vern was on his way
to Lester's house

to talk to him
about Hess' murder,

you know, how possibly
Lester was involved.

Lester?

Ah.

Went to high school
with Lester. Uh...

Had to dissect a mouse
in Mrs. Knutson's class

and poor Lester fainted.

Well, yeah, okay, but...

BILL: Girl had her monthly
once in gym class.

There goes Lester
fainting again.

Right, so he... he doesn't
like blood, but still...

Plus, this Hess murder,

got to believe that's about the
cutthroat world of regional trucking.

Yeah.

So it's, uh, just
coincidence, you're saying?

Hess gets killed and then,

the massacre at Lester's
house the next day.

BILL: Exactly.

See, I'm thinking
this is home invasion.

You know, it's a
drifter or some such.

Drug related, maybe, but not,
you know, Lester Nygaard.

Am I right, Ida?

You're not not right.

But, on these
high-profile deals, Bill,

it never hurts to talk to
the eyewitnesses yourself.

"Take control
of the facts."

That's what Vern
always used to say.

(SIGHS)

Okay. Okay, good.

We go see Lester,

but, I do the talking.

(DOOR CREAKING)

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(SOBBING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Heya, Lester.
Bill.

Mr. Nygaard, uh, we got
some questions we'd like...

This is Molly.
Deputy Solverson.

Sure. Nice to meet you.

Like I was saying, uh, we
got some questions, so...

How you holding up, Lester?
How's the head?

Oh. Yeah.
Yeah, it hurts.

Uh, I got a little,
double vision still.

Jeez, well, you know,
if now's not a good time...

(STAMMERING) No, no,
I was just about to...

I want to help, you know? It's
just there's so much work to do.

Yeah, sure. It'll
only take a second.

Oh.

All I got is grape juice.
Hope that's okay. Ugh.

Pearl says it reminds her
of being a kid.

Said.

Uh, remember that gum.

That grape gum that they
had when we were kids?

Heck, what was that called?

Uh, so we got your statement
from the hospital.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I... I was real
thorough with those fellas.

I... I mean,
what I could remember.

Doctor says I got a concussion.

Says if I was hit any harder,

my brain could've swoll up
and leaked right out my ears.

Oh! (GAGS)

Thank gosh that didn't happen.

Uh, in your statement,
you said that, um,

you came home and found
your wife, that...

that she was already dead.

Uh, downstairs, yeah.

I heard the washer going...

spin cycle...
and I...

Well, you know, she...
she was on the floor,

you know, and there
was a lot of...

I never even heard the guy.

Uh, just one minute I'm,
uh, looking at her...

and the next...

So, uh, you don't remember Chief
Thurman coming to the house then?

Oh, no, no. I feel sick
about that, really.

I guess he saw
the guy breaking in.

Uh, no, Mr. Nygaard.
Uh...

Chief Thurman
came to talk to you

about a man you may have met in the
emergency room the day previous.

Hmm, you don't say.

BILL: Look, Lester,

if this is too hard for you,

you can just give us
the bare bones...

We got a witness
says that, uh...

she saw you and this other
fella arguing about Sam Hess.

Who?

Sam Hess.

BILL: You remember Sam. He used
to beat you up in high school.

What?

Oh, yeah, Sam had a thing
for ol' Lester here.

Used to chase him
around the schoolyard

till one or the other
ran out of gas.

You remember...
big kid. Uh...

What was that name he called you?
Lester Nig...

Oh, yeah. Yeah, Sam.
(BILL CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

That... that was a long time ago.
(CHUCKLING) Oh...

But,

you were talking about him
in the emergency room,

so what's the story there?

Well, I, uh...

Hmm, it's real fuzzy, but
I might have said, uh,

"My face is a mess."

Mess sounds like Hess,
so probably your, uh,

the witness just misheard.

Yeah, that's possible.

Can you describe the fella?

Height, eye color,
that kind of thing?

You know, the last few
days, they're real fuzzy.

Reason we asks is, we got
an operating theory, okay?

This being the work of a drifter...
or drifters...

possibly drug-related.

See... (CLEARS THROAT) I'm thinking
this fella you met at the hospital...

maybe he followed you home...
That's not...

We don't both...
share that theory. So...

No, but... Yeah.

(STAMMERING)

I... I'm a little scrambled
right now.

Uh, I... I got a concussion.
I'm not sure if I said that.

So, uh, yeah, things...

things are kind of fuzzy.

BILL: Well,
you know what?

I'm satisfied.

(INHALES)

I've actually... I got a
few more questions...

Yeah. Thanks for the grape
juice, Lester. Uh...

Takes me back, I tell you.

And, uh, I'm gonna

look up the name of that
gum when I get home.

Hubba Bubba.

(LAUGHS) Hubba Bubba,
yeah, yeah, Hubba Bubba.

We used to crack up about that.

Do you remember Hubba Bubba?

No.

BILL: If you need anything,
Lester, you give us a call.

'Cause I'll tell you what,
this is a tragedy.

Straight-up,
dyed-in-the-wool tragedy.

She was a good woman, you know.

Good wife.

(STAMMERING) I... I just
keep asking myself...

"Who could've done
a thing like this?"

(DOOR CLOSES)

Good morning, young fella.

You have a package for me?

All righty, what's your name?

Why?

So I can find the package.

Duluth.

I'm sorry?

The package is
addressed to "Duluth."

Eh, that's a city.
I need your name.

I told you my name.

Your name's Duluth?

Well, I'll need to see some ID.

No.

What?

You heard me.

Well, I can't give you your
mail if you don't show ID.

Sure you can.

All you gotta do is look through
those packages over there,

find the one addressed to
"Duluth" and then hand it to me.

Look, son, we're in Duluth,

so technically, all the mail
is addressed to "Duluth."

Am I gonna need to come back
there and find it myself?

Sir?

(STAMMERING) Okay.

This is highly irregular.

No, highly irregular is the time

I found a human foot
in a toaster oven.

This is just odd.

Uh.

I'm a minister, apparently.

Sir?

You have a blessed day. Mmm.

(SIGHS)

Missed a spot.

(CAR LOCK BEEPING)

STAVROS: You're looking at the
Supermarket King of Minnesota,

La Mercado Rey.

Twenty-nine markets
in 15 counties...

and it all started right
here, in this office.

Next quarter, we're expanding
into Wisconsin and the Dakotas.

By this time next year,

I'll rule the whole
goddamn Midwest.

You see my mangoes?

Straight from Ecuador.
Kiwis, too.

That's what makes my stores
so goddamn superior.

I got mangoes in
goddamn January...

(GASPS)

and the back of
a 90-year-old woman.

God damn it.

Who's the fire hydrant?

Semenko,

head of security.

You an Oilers fan?

Wally here is 1992
Farm League MVP.

Knocked 138 heads
career-wise.

Ain't that right, Wally?

Our mutual friend said something
about a blackmail letter?

Found this on my
windshield last week.

What does this mean,
"I know about the money"?

What it means don't matter.

It's blackmail.

I didn't bring you here
for what it means.

I brought you here
to make it stop.

Semenko said, "Don't
do it." He said...

he said,
"Let me handle it."

But you don't get
to be La Mercado Rey

without knowing
when to delegate.

That's a pretty specific
number, $43,613.

Hell, maybe he wants to pay
off his student loans.

I don't know. What matters
is, can you find the guy?

Hey, Dad, got a
good one for you.

Oh, sorry.

Don't you know closed door
means "keep out," boy,

or at least knock,
for shit's sake?

You'll like this.

What's a karate expert's
favorite beverage?

Kara-tea.

Get it?

Kara-tea.

It's... it's tea.
(CHUCKLES)

Son, get the hell out.

Nice to meet you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Look, I can find the guy.

The question is,

what do you want done
with him once he's found?

Send him packing.
Isn't that what they say?

Who says that?

In the movies.

I don't watch movies.

You don't watch movies?

Look... (WHISPERING)
this ain't complicated.

You don't get to be the
Supermarket King of Minnesota

without making a few
enemies, all right?

Start with my damn wife.

You think your wife's
blackmailing you?

STAVROS: You ever nail
a Greek woman?

After 40,
their pussies grow teeth.

And she ain't my wife.

She's my
soon-to-be ex-wife,

and she is suing me for 50%.

Except now,
I'm starting to think

maybe 50% ain't enough for her.

This is kind of
embarrassing, but, uh,

would you sign
a copy of my book?

I'd be delighted.
(CHUCKLES)

You, uh, you want
something personal?

Yeah, could you put,
"To Frank Peterson,

"thanks for nailing
my blackmailer."

I'm just kidding. Anything you want.
You're the writer.

(CAR LOCK BEEPING)

(SIREN WAILS)

In addition to the victims
in the basement,

that's Nygaard,
Mr. and Mrs.,

we're hearing
the chief of police

was shot-gunned
in the foyer.

That means entryway.

No description yet of the
suspect or suspects,

But I told the new chief
over in Bemidji

we'd be on high alert
for anything that connects.

That means suspicious persons

or jailhouse snitches
saying they know a thing.

(PEOPLE COUGHING)

Okay, let's get to it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Grimly.

Animal Control guy called in sick again.
You're on duty.

Yes, sir.

(WHINES)

(BARKING)

(EXHALES)

(DOG BARKING)

(STATIC) I got "aurora
borealis." What about you? Over.

BOY: I just put
"northern lights. " Over.

Um, my dad's home
with dinner. Over.

BOY: What's it tonight?
Over.

It looks like
burgers. Over.

And chicken nuggets.

And chicken nuggets.
Over and out.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(CLEARING THROAT)

You get the dipping sauces?

Extra, even.

Oh.

(SIGHS)

Good day?

Yeah.

We, um, we had an assembly...

and the principal talked about
bullying and how bullying was wrong

and if we saw
somebody getting bullied,

we should say
something or stop it.

And I raised my hand,

and I asked what
you're supposed to do

if the bully is, like,
a lot bigger than you

or has a knife or something.

And what did he say?

He said if the bully
has a knife, then,

you should tell
a grown-up.

Well, that's good advice.

Yeah, but,
what if there's no time?

I mean, you're the police.

If you saw somebody doing
something, you'd stop 'em, right?

Well, you know,

sometimes there's more
than one right thing.

What does that mean?

It means,

I got you, and I am
responsible for you...

and sometimes,

I might be in a situation where,

and this hasn't happened
and it won't,

but a situation where...

if I try to stop a guy
from doing a bad thing,

I could get hurt,

or worse.

And then, who would
take care of you?

But it's your job.

Well, I got two jobs,

and the first, the most
important, is being your dad.

Well, if I saw somebody
doing something...

I would stop 'em.

I believe you would.

Every cooperation, obviously.

If you want the girl, if
you want drug, just ask.

You know who we are.

I told the police,

I couldn't see the guy on account
of the blood being in my eyes.

We got a description of a man.

5'10", brown hair, big
bruise on the forehead.

Does it ring a bell at all?

Could be Lenny.
Who's Lenny?

Comes in here a lot.

Drinks pretty heavy.

I heard him say a few things over
the years about guys like Hess.

Money in the pocket,
think they're tough shit.

That's him at the bar with
the Band-Aid on his head.

LENNY: Well, the Russians, they
used to send dogs up into space

which is stupid because what's
a dog gonna do in space?

At least with a monkey,

they can operate the, uh,

the equipment and something.

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey, my friend would
like an orange soda

and I'll have, uh, just a cup
of hot water with lemon.

(SCOFFS) What are you supposed to
be, some kind of, uh, circus act?

(LAUGHS)

Oh, my friend was wondering,
how'd you, uh, hurt your head?

Oh, is your friend
looking for a date?

'Cause you know this is a place
for dicks who like pussies,

not pussies who like dick.

No, seriously, how'd
you hurt your head?

Screw.

I ain't afraid of
a dink and a lepton.

(WHISPERING) You like
playing with knives?

Oh, you keep talking, big
boy, you're gonna find out.

(MUFFLED YELLING)

That the guy?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Can you take off the tape maybe?

God damn you little bastards!
I'll kill the lot of you!

(GRUNTS)

Hey, now, look, okay?

I'm sorry for what
I said to you before

about the dink and the lepton.

(MUFFLED TALKING)

MAX: I don't think
it's him.

(MUFFLED TALKING)

DON: Delicious.
Just a few more.

What'd you say your name
was again, handsome?

Frank Peterson, ma'am. I work for
Mike, your divorce attorney.

Ah, charmed, I'm sure.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Oh, sorry, I just bronzed.

He's a pig.

You smelled his hands?

Have I smelled
your husband's hands?

They smell like feet.

Your ass looks amazing, darling.
Keep it up.

So anyway, uh, I've been tasked

to put together a complete
record of your husband's assets.

We want to get you the biggest
divorce settlement possible.

Now, I've got your husband's net
worth estimated at $10 million?

HELENA: (SCOFFS) More.

Fifteen?

(EXHALES)
(BEEPS)

Okay, sweetie, uh, let's do a
cool down, yeah? Five minutes.

There you go.

(EXHALES)

Ma'am, can you confirm that

your husband started his first
grocery with a loan from his uncle

like it says in the book?
(LAUGHS)

That's the story.
(SNORTS)

But you don't believe it?

HELENA: Stavros
had two uncles.

One was a drunk who lived in a barn...
(DOOR OPENS)

and the other died in a fishing
accident when he was 10.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So where did
the money come from?

DMITRI: Hey, Ma.

Frank Peterson.

Oh, yeah, from the store.

Hey, I got one for you.

What kind of bone
will a dog never eat?

Huh.

Chicken?

A trombone.

Oh, yeah.
(LAUGHING)

That's a good one.
A trombone.

Oh, my dad'll like that one.

HELENA: Your dad,
your dad.

Your dad's screwing us, mister.

Mommy.

What? I'm just
being honest.

He's a hard-on, your father,
and you're too trusting.

But he's my dad
and you're my mom

and everything's
gonna work out, okay?

Mmm.
Oh.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Aren't they just the sweetest pair?
Mmm? (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, it's... it's... it's me.
It's Lester.

Uh, she's, um... My wife...
my wife, she's, uh...

Oh, hell!

Um...

I think I, uh...

She's in the basement
dead and, uh...

Look, I'm freaking out here.
I don't know what to do.

(RECORDER WHIRRS)

Yeah, it's... it's... it's me.
It's Lester.

Uh, she's, um... My wife...
my wife, she's, uh...

Oh, hell!

Um...

I think I, uh...

She's in the basement
dead and, uh...

Look, I'm freaking out here.
I don't know what to do.

MALVO: Lester, have you
been a bad boy?

Jeez. Yeah...

Oh, sorry, I just bronzed.

LESTER: ...I took the
hammer and, uh...

Look, can you come over? I'm on
Willow Creek Drive, number 613.

Please! Please?

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

MALVO: Sure, Lester.
I'll be right there.

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

This place is a shithole.

Okay, nutsack, here's the drill.

You're gonna pack up
your shit and blow.

I'll tell Stavros you
couldn't find the guy,

and in return,
I won't bust your head.

You hearing me, asswipe?

I did some digging on you,
made some calls, you get me?

And we don't need you and
your big city connections

coming here and showing
us what time it is.

I'm the guy.

You understand? Me.

Twenty years I work
for the King.

You know what that makes me?

The goddamn prime minister.

So give me the letter,
pack up your shit and...

What the hell you doing?

(WATER SPLASHES)

That's disgusting.

Okay, slick.

I got your number.
I'm on to you.

Just remember, you were warned.

Semenko warned you.

Uh. hey, Molly?

Yeah, Chief?

So, just want to make sure we're
on the same page about everything.

I want you to center it.

MOLLY: Same page about what?
(SIGHS)

Just about Lester
and the case, you know.

Just want to make sure you know
to focus on the break-in angle.

Maybe call some other towns, see
if they had a similar problem.

No, higher.

Similar to three murders,
including the police chief?

Not, you know, literally.

Just ruffians and the like.

Right there. Perfect.

Look, Chief, I know
you don't think Lester...

Maybe call the Staties,
you know?

See if they effected
any car stops,

suspicious types...

where the driver had a
head wound and the like.

Yeah.

Yeah, but I think, uh, Just“

leave poor Lester
alone, will you?

(STRAINING)

(SIGHS)

You'll be in Gordo's room.

He's on the sofa
which is... Ha!

Don't worry. His dad built him a fort.
He loves it.

(UNZIPPING)

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFS) Ugh.

Baby, it's cold outside!
Brr.

But here at Phoenix Farms,
it's always summer.

Real good peas, hon.

Yeah, Mom, real good.

How's your dinner there, Lester?

Oh, yeah.
Real good.

I was thinking of going
hunting this weekend.

Mmm-hmm. Told Gordo I
would take him shooting.

You interested?

Ah... KITTY: Now,
hon, I don't think

your brother wants to be around
all that guns and violence,

not... not after
what happened.

Oh, shoot, I'm sorry.
No, no, it's fine.

I can be a real ass sometimes.
Language.

No, no, no, L“ it sounds, um...

You know, you know,
bag a deer or something.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So, l... I've been thinking, maybe
I should sell the place, you know?

Get a... (STAMMERING) What do
you call it, a fresh start?

Yeah? That's
great. Mmm.

I'll call Jimmy.

It's a fine market right now he says.
Real good.

It is the right choice, sweetie.

Too many bad memories in
that old house. Mmm-hmm.

Both Chaz and me think so. Oh!

Oh, jeez!
Mmm.

Oh, lam...
lam so sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.
It's fine.

Hi.

(CLEARS THROAT)

What can I do for you, son?

Well, uh, I got a...
(STUTTERING)

I need something for a wound,
I guess you'd call it.

Are we talking pain pill
or something more topical?

Well, it's...
(STUTTERING)

I guess, um, something to keep
it from getting infected.

Okay, that'd be an anti-bacterial.
All right.

I got some in the back.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

MOLLY: Mr. Nygaard?

Yeah? Ooh!

Hiya.
Hi.

Deputy Solverson again.

I just have a few more questions.
Is now a good time?

Not really. I'm kind
of in the middle of...

Sure. Yeah, no,
I understand.

Yeah, it won't take a second.

Um, so listen, going back
to the emergency room,

that... that first visit, that was
for a broken nose, is that right?

Shoot, I....
I just remembered.

Um, sir...

(STAMMERING) You know, I...
I got to be honest.

(STAMMERING) I'm starting to
feel a little harassed here.

Now, that's not...

MAN: Sir, your unguent!

Sir!

I think he means you.

You know, you're
asking about a fella,

that I might've talked
to at the hospital,

when you should be out there

looking for the animal
that killed my wife.

With all respect, sir, your
wife's not the only victim here.

A friend of mine was killed,

plus, you know, Sam Hess.

Yeah, I told you, I haven't
seen Sam since high school.

I'm not sure this is your car, Mr.
Nygaard.

What? on, no, it's...
(STAMMERING)

It's my wife's.

Mine's in the shop.

Well, sir, it's just... it's hard
to believe is all, you know?

I mean, you're saying this is all some...
some big coincidence,

you know,
you knowing Sam and all.

And it's a quiet town

and suddenly we got
four victims in 24 hours,

yourself included.

And then there's this witness

saying that you were talking
about Sam Hess the day he died

and, you know, then it turns out

you and he had differences
in the past, so...

You know, all I'm
saying is, just...

help me understand
what happened.

Look, I answered all your...
Just ask Bill, huh?

Your boss, he said
he was satisfied.

And I... I got...
Look at me.

My wife

is dead,

and you're harassing me.

I'm not harassing
you, sir. I...

Talk 110 Bill!

He'll tell you this...
this was a break-in.

(ENGINE STARTS) You're
wasting time talking to me.

I'm...
I can't help you.

Watch your feet now.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(KNOCKING)

LOU: So, how's it going?

Uh, well, it turns out Lester and
Hess went to high school together

and Hess used to beat him up.

A learned detective
might consider that a clue.

Yeah, that's what I said.

But Bill's a big believer
in coincidence, apparently.

Well, what he lacks in common
sense he makes up in self-esteem.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Bill have a theory?

Oh, yeah, he says that it
was a spree, you know?

A drifter or, quote,
gang of drifters.

You know, like it's 1942.

Like, uh, drifters are a
national threat. Hobos.

(SCOFFS)

Well, he's chief now, so he sets
the agenda, same as always.

Yeah, I know. It's just...
(CHUCKLES)

I mean, you know, here
we get this car crash

with this dead man
in frozen panties nearby,

and the driver has a head injury

and maybe went to
the emergency room

where he talked to Lester
about Sam Hess,

and then within 24 hours,
Hess is dead

and then there's the fracas with,
you know, Lester's wife and Vern.

Not sure if you remember,

but when you were five,

they had to put you under
anesthesia to fix your teeth.

Gave you that mask and gas that
smelled like tutti-frutti.

Yeah.

My soft, little girl in a hard
world of drills and needles.

I'm 31, Dad.
I carry a gun.

I know,

but it's relative, you know?

There's the kind of things a
school teacher gets exposed to,

truancy and the like,

and then there's
the stuff a cop sees,

murder and violence,
and general scofflawery,

and then there's the kind of
deal you're looking at now.

Which is?

Which is

if I'm right...

savagery, pure and simple.

Slaughter, hatred,

devils with dead eyes
and shark smiles.

One day, you're gonna get married
and have kids... (SCOFFS)

and when you look at them,

their faces,

you need to see
what's good in the world.

'Cause if you don't,

how you gonna live?

You talk a lot, you know that?

It's always been a problem.
(DOOR CLOSES)

Lou.
Chief.

(CLEARS THROAT) Molly,
could I have a word?

Yeah, sure.

Pull up a chair.
You want some coffee or...

Yeah, no, uh...
(SIGHS)

Lester Nygaard called me,
yeah, and he's super upset.

Well, yeah, you know, I
thought he might do that.

Yeah, we talked
about this and all...

and I thought we were...

I thought I was clear that we were
gonna focus on the drifter angle

and not, you know,
harass the victim.

Well, I'm not, you know...

I didn't harass him. I just...
I got questions, you know.

Yeah, well, I'm the chief
now, and I got to...

(SIGHS)

Everyone's gotta line up behind
me, you know, toe the line.

Sure, yeah, yeah, I know...

Yeah, we talked about this, and now
I gotta take you off the case.

Well, we all know
how you felt about Vern.

I mean, heck, who didn't?

But, uh, maybe
it's best if you just...

And this could be good for you,
career-wise, because, uh...

I'm gonna make
you head of inquiry

on that, uh, frozen fella,
the naked one, yeah.

I'll make you lead on that.

Bill, listen, I...

Yeah, so that's my decision.

Take care.
What...

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Well, okay, then.

See you for dinner.
Yep.

Drills and needles.

(DOOR CLOSES)

To live in an old shack
by the sea

(GRUNTING)

To live with the dawn
and the dusk

The new moon and the full moon

The tides the wind and the rain

To surf and comb the beach

And gather sea shells
and driftwood

And know the thrill
of loneliness

And lose all sense of time

And be free

To hike over the island
to the village

And visit the market place

And enjoy the music and
the food and the people

And do a little trading

And see the great ships
come and go

No, wait.

And man, have me a ball

And in the evening
when the sky is on fire

Heaven and earth become
my great open cathedral

Where all men are brothers

Where all things are bound bylaw

And crowned with love