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What are you doing here?

I just want to see how you're doing.

Never better.

Right.

Now if I come in, maybe we could talk.

I heard you've been skipping physical therapy.

So? Why do you care all of a sudden?

I've been thinking a lot over the last few months

about how I handle things between us.

And I'm ashamed.

My mama, she taught me how to beat a bigger man,

and I fell down.

And I heard you've been trying to make amends with people,

and, well, this is me doing the same.

With the help of your favorite breakfast burrito

from El Plateau.

Hey, do we have any vegan bacon?

Oh, God, I hope not.

What?

I don't think so.

I found the bacon.

Fake bacon.

Great.

You don't have to eat any if you don't want.

After work, I think we need to seriously finish unpacking.

And by finish, I mean start.

Oh, well, I mean...

Sorry.

Sorry.

I think we're making progress, you know?

Living in takes time.

It only takes as much time as you let it.

I moved constantly when I was in the Army.

Here's what I learned.

If it's not unpacked in 48 hours, it will never be unpacked.

If art sits on the floor longer than two days,

it lives there now.

We're well past that.

I'm aware.

This is killing you, isn't it?

I think we should buckle down and get it done.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's just...

It won't feel like you've fully moved in

until all the boxes are gone.

That's nice.

Look, if we rush the process,

we're just going to make a mistake

that we'll have to go back and fix later.

So trust me, if we move slowly and carefully,

then it will be much more efficient in the long run.

Okay.

Yeah, the shelters were full,

and I just needed a place to sleep.

I really wasn't hurting anyone.

Well, it is still illegal to break into a rec center,

even if it's just to find a place to sleep.

You don't understand that.

All right.

Over here for your mugshot, please.

Oh, okay.

Face the camera.

Stand still.

To your right.

I didn't really break in because the door was unlocked,

so it's fine, you know?

And I'm sorry.

I just got really desperate for...

Am I going to jail?

You know, you're probably going to sight out

in just a couple of hours.

Okie dokie.

Is there any food?

Um, just, I haven't eaten in a while.

Uh, not normally, but I can go check the break room for you.

All right.

I appreciate that.

I'd offer you something to drink, but both glasses are dirty.

Oh, I can't help with that.

No.

Hey, no, no, no.

That's, um, that's okay.

You don't have to do that.

Uh, it's no problem.

You know, a clean space, it really helps.

Trust me.

You know, after I blew out my knee in my place,

it looked like a tornado tore through a frat house.

I didn't realize how much it was contributing to my depression

until, uh, my mama came over and insisted on cleaning.

That's okay.

You're not my mom.

You're not my mom.

I can...

I can do that myself.

What I'm trying to say is, you know, I've been where you are.

After my injury, I couldn't see how anything mattered.

I couldn't play football again, so why bother...

Professionally.

You can never do it again professionally.

Right.

It's not like I had a fallback career, man.

Like, I majored in physical...

Can you please just shut up?

You hurt your knee.

I lost my leg.

I'm not saying it's the same.

Yes, you are, Miles.

You didn't go to the NFL.

You lost your million-dollar contract.

But you can still run.

What happened to you is nothing like what happened to me.

I think we started off on the wrong foot.

I-I didn't mean anything by that.

You're right.

I don't know what you're going through.

But I want to.

So how about I stop talking and I start listening?

Oh, no.

What?

Today is my wedding anniversary, and I totally spaced.

Oh, yeah.

That's not great.

But Wesley must have forgot, too, if he didn't say anything this morning, right?

No.

Wesley remembers everything about us.

If Wesley remembers everything, and he did not say happy anniversary to you this morning,

then that means...

It means it was a test, and I failed.

Wow.

What?

Nolan!

Nolan!

Yeah, what's up?

You arrested a guy this morning, Ezra Kane?

Um, well, that's the name he gave me.

He didn't have any ID, though.

There was a triple homicide in Oregon three years ago.

A husband and wife were brutally murdered in their home.

Their 15-year-old daughter was dragged into the woods.

They found her bloody clothes a week later, but no burial site.

All they had was a fingerprint that didn't match anything in the system.

Until I ran Ezra Kane's.

Yeah.

The victims were the Poston family.

Craig, Ava, and 15-year-old Samantha.

They lived on the edge of a state park outside Portland.

The working theory is the killer broke into their house in the middle of the night,

killed the father immediately, and then brutalized and executed the mother.

Samantha most likely was dragged out into the woods and killed there.

So what do we have on our suspect?

Literally nothing.

He says his name is Ezra Kane.

That could be an alias.

I caught him trespassing at the Willoughby Rec Center in the early morning.

He said he came in to get out of the cold.

Any ID?

No.

He had a little bit of cash on him and a bunch of credit cards under various names.

I haven't run them yet.

We can assume they're stolen.

Any in the name of the murder family?

No.

So how do you want to handle this?

We have a window here.

He doesn't know that we have connected him to the murders.

He still thinks that he is here on trespassing charges.

And it's in our best interest to keep him in the dark.

So you should do the interview.

Mm-hmm.

Right.

Okay.

Any advice?

I mean, you read him his rights.

Yeah, but not for this.

That doesn't matter.

As long as he acknowledged, didn't ask for an attorney, anything you get in your questioning,

it's admissible.

The key is not to push.

Use your famous Nolan empathy to dig without seeming to dig.

Okay?

The second that he suspects that you are onto the murders, he's going to bail.

Got it?

Got it.

Um, can someone track down a sandwich?

Give me five or ten and then bring it in?

Smart.

Can do.

Okay.

Remember, go easy.

The more comfortable he feels, the better the chance he slips up.

Understood.

Right, but not too easy because we don't want him to feel like he's being handled with kid gloves.

Just Goldilocks, this thing.

Yeah.

Hey, sorry to keep your weight.

Sorry, I thought you said I was going to side out?

Yeah, um, I know, but I found some credit cards when I was going through your things.

Credit cards that do not belong to you.

Yeah, I found them, um, not all at the same time.

You know, like, along the way, people drop them.

People throw them out by accident.

And I know, you know, it was wrong to use them.

I just, I get so hungry.

Yeah, I get it.

But I'm just going to need some clarity before I make a recommendation to the DA's office.

Right now, your arrest falls into the wobbler category.

Could be a misdemeanor.

Could be a felony.

Now, I want to recommend the former, but I can't do that unless you are straight with me.

No, I'm, I'm an open book.

Okay.

Well, let's get started.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I tend to, uh, default towards disorganized, which is why I'm still in patrol and not a fancy detective.

Well, get me wrong.

I actually love working the streets, but, uh, every day is unique, and I meet some fascinating people.

Like me.

Yes.

We'll see.

Okay.

Your name is Ezra Cain, but you declined to give me a date of birth or social security number

or basically anything I could use to confirm your identity.

And if you want the DA's office to play nice, that is not going to fly.

Would you believe I don't know the first and I don't have the second?

No.

Yeah.

I didn't get the best start in life.

Didn't know dad.

Mom OD'd when I was like a baby.

Maybe if I had a birth certificate, she probably used it to roll the blunts.

Uh, I ricocheted through the foster system for a decade, and at some point somebody just

picked a birthday for me, and, uh, I, it, whatever it is, it can't be right.

What, what was it?

I think it's like January 6th of 82 or maybe 83, and.

Okay.

Yeah.

And where are you born in Los Angeles?

Yeah.

Where are you?

You know, I don't get a California vibe.

Oh.

East Coast.

Pennsylvania.

Right.

That, that makes more sense.

I'm from Idaho.

I got to say growing up in Idaho was pretty hard.

Hi, this is Detective Angela Lopez, Los Angeles Police Department.

I need to run an Idaho record search.

Last name, Kane with a K, first name, Ezra.

Possible birth date of 1-6-82 or 83, but to be safe, search birth dates from 88 to 78.

Thanks.

The cold helped the swelling go down when I caught a beating.

Well, I guess, and that's why you moved to Southern California, if not so that you could

just warm up a little bit.

When was that?

I'm sorry.

I thought we were talking about credit cards.

Yeah.

No, listen, we're getting there.

Um, establishing hardship can go a long way to swaying the DA, but if you are in a hurry,

I can just recommend felony and you can wait in your cell.

No, no need to be like that.

I, I, yeah.

Um, I just, I'm not used to people taking an interest, and I guess, uh, it's just not

easy stuff to talk about.

All right.

Excuse me.

Ah, Jen, thank you very much.

Got you something more substantive to eat.

Great.

Okay.

Let's get to the credit cards.

Yeah?

Great, thanks.

We have the credit card records.

All right.

Only two cards have recent activity on them.

One was used two nights ago at the Hollywood Premier Motel, and a dollar amount suggests

that he still has the room.

Hot damn.

It's everyone's worst nightmare.

Waking up in the middle of the night to find a psychopath in your house.

Yeah.

And yet, it's statistically the least likely way to get murdered by a psychopath.

I guess we both have some painful experience there.

Is there a problem?

Hi.

Have you seen this man?

Room 216.

So, you know, we've never really talked about what happened to you.

Not that we should have, but, you know, just with my sister's case and everything, you've

been all up in my trauma, and you know what?

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have brought it up.

All right.

Listen, it's fine.

It's natural to be curious.

I just have no interest in revisiting that particular trauma, so.

Copy.

Police!

Come out with your hands empty and keep them where I can see them.

Clear.

There's nowhere for you to go.

Come out.

All right.

Step out.

No.

You need to go.

Yeah.

We're not going to do that.

Come out of the tub, please.

I'm fine.

He's going to come back.

You have to go.

He's going to come back.

You...

You have to go.

You have to go.

Please.

Is your name Samantha?

Please, just...

Samantha.

Samantha.

Samantha, the man who took you, he's in custody.

He can't hurt you anymore, okay?

I promise.

It is not fair.

I came clean to everyone.

I've confessed every lie, every sin.

And nobody's forgiven me for anything that I've done.

Half the people that I called, they hang up on me.

My dad, my dad won't even take my calls.

You really haven't changed, though.

Excuse me?

You're doing the same thing you always have.

You're not considering anyone else's experience.

You lied to everyone about almost everything, over and over again.

Now you don't get to set the bar on how people react when you finally tell them the truth.

What you did hurt the people who cared about you.

It's going to take a lot more than an apology to her to fix that.

I suck.

I get it.

Thanks for coming over to clear that up.

I see you never.

Thanks for breakfast.

Get out of here.

My parents.

You have to call my parents.

You have to tell them that I'm okay.

Yeah, of course.

The doctor will take good care of you.

Please.

She doesn't know they're dead.

I mean, he kept her isolated.

She only knows what he told her.

Well, I shouldn't have said yes.

I wasn't thinking.

Hey, look.

It was instinct, all right?

Try not to beat yourself up.

She's in shock.

It wasn't the moment to add more trauma.

It'll be fine.

You haven't eaten much.

Problem with the sandwich?

No, no.

This is great.

I'm just, you know what it is?

I'm a little claustrophobic.

Spent a lot of nights as a kid locked up in small spaces.

Sorry to interrupt.

Can I steal you for a sec?

Of course.

Excuse me.

Lucy and Selena just found Samantha Poston inside Ezra's motel room.

Is she, uh...

She's alive and in no immediate medical danger.

But beyond that...

Okay, so are you taking over the interview?

Not yet.

There's still room for you to squeeze in before everything comes out into the open.

Go back in there and turn up the heat.

Tell them we found a few recent charges on the various cards.

Mention the motel, but not like we've gone there or even that we will.

And let's just see what happens.

Right.

This changes the profile, doesn't it?

He kept that girl for three years.

That...

He's not just a murderer.

No.

He's worse.

Sorry about that.

Yeah, everything okay?

I'm gonna be straight with you, Ezra.

We ran those credit cards.

And we found some recent charges.

One of them being to a motel in Tytown.

Whoa, whoa, hold on.

When was the motel, uh, booked?

Because that wasn't me.

Yeah, I mean, why would I take refuge in a rec center if I had a place to sleep?

So you're telling me if I went to this motel with your photograph, you would not be recognized?

Absolutely not.

No.

I don't know why you would waste your time doing that.

I mean, surely the LAPD has better things to do than spend resources on a wobbler that's 100% gonna plead out.

Call my bluff.

Look, I know you've got a job to do.

I'm just a guy trying to make his way in an unfair world without hurting anyone.

Can you explain something for me?

Why didn't she leave?

Yeah.

I mean, I know what they taught us in the academy, but, I mean, he left her alone for at least 12 hours.

It's the opposite of fight or flight.

You know, it's freeze and appease.

You saw how scared she was of him.

That level of fear, it's her primary motivator.

Maybe her only one.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could let you rest, but I need to ask you some questions before the detectives conduct a more formal interview.

I can't imagine how overwhelming the last hour has been, so I'm not going to assume that you remember anything, all right?

The man who took you, we have him in custody.

Ezra Cain is the name that he's using.

Is that how you know him?

I'm not supposed to talk about him.

Who said that?

Him?

Yeah, I get it.

Samantha, you're safe now.

You are.

Did you talk to my parents?

Are they coming?

Samantha, I'm very sorry, but your parents are deceased.

No.

No.

I'm so sorry.

No, what happened to them?

Did he kill them?

No.

No, they're alive.

He said they have to be alive.

He said that...

Did he say he would hurt them if you didn't cooperate?

Is that the threat he used to keep you with him?

Yeah.

Eamon.

He made me call him Eamon, the Seventh Spirit.

Marquis of Hell.

Who commands forty legions.

Including the police.

And he said that I was his soulmate.

None of that is true.

Especially the police part, but it doesn't make any of that less terrifying.

Do you remember the night that he took you?

The screams woke me up.

I thought it was the TV.

So I went out into the hall.

Just to ask my parents if they could turn it down.

And there...

There was this smell in the air.

And it just made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

So I called out.

And that's when he stepped into the hall.

I couldn't really see him.

But I just...

I knew in my body

that he was evil.

Does that sound crazy?

No.

No.

Where did he take you?

A cabin in the woods.

Or at least it used to be.

I mean, I don't think anyone had lived there for years, but...

That was my home.

For the next eight months.

Do you remember why you guys moved?

Winter came.

He has this thing

about being cold.

And by then...

By then he knew I wasn't gonna run.

Okay.

Um...

I think I have what I need for now.

I'm gonna let you get some rest, okay?

Uh, he...

He bought a car

after we got to L.A.

I don't...

I don't know if that matters.

Yeah, no.

It sure does.

Do you remember what kind of car it was?

Um, it was old, four doors, black.

So he would have taken that car when he left the motel then?

Yeah.

Did he tell you where he was going?

No.

He just said that he may be a while.

Mm-hmm.

And, uh...

That he would punish me if I wasn't a good girl.

Did he say something else, Samantha?

He said he was getting ready for after.

After?

After what?

I thought he meant...

I thought he meant after me.

You felt like he was getting ready to kill you?

Part of me was really relieved.

Because...

Because at least it would finally be over.

I thought he was getting ready to kill you.

Hey.

Scott from the motel.

Lucy called.

She interviewed Samantha.

Our guy's got a car.

Make and model?

Black four-door sedan.

Old.

That's not particularly helpful.

Find any trophies in the room?

Uh, not yet.

I'm waiting for TID to land before I started digging through Ezra's stuff.

But, you know, I did find some drawings that have me freaked out a little.

Freaked you out?

This I gotta see.

Yeah, hold on.

Yeah, that's not okay.

Look what Tim found in Ezra's stuff.

Oh, yeah.

No, that's not okay.

No, but according to Lucy, it tracks.

Ezra believes he's a demon named Amon.

One of the marquees of hell.

Everything okay?

No.

I was wrong.

This is taking too long, which means you did send somebody to the motel.

Why would you waste your time with a transient who stole a bunch of credit cards?

Oh, this started long before we found out about the motel, Ezra.

Fingerprints.

Credit where credit's due.

You've got that aw, shucks, everyman cop thing down, Pat, and I bought it for too long.

That's on me.

But I bet that there are cops way up higher on the food chain behind that mirror that are just dying to get in here.

Little pigs.

Little pigs.

Get your asses in here.

I've enjoyed my time with Officer Appetizer.

I'm ready for the main course.

There they are.

You must be the prosecutor.

Wesley Evers.

I'm Detective Lopez.

This is Detective Harper.

Is it okay if we call you Ezra, or do you prefer Amon?

Someone's been talking out of school.

I'm going to readvise you of your rights, including the right to have an attorney present.

Not necessary yet.

I'll let you know.

Can I have a moment?

Yeah.

What?

No goodbye.

I'm going to go check out the rec center where I found him.

Something isn't adding up.

Agreed.

But before you go, any insights that you might have from sitting two feet from him that might

not have translated to us through the window?

Yeah.

When he was talking about the cold of his childhood, that was real.

You want to get him on the saddle?

Crank the AC.

Love it.

My janitor locked up just after 10 last night.

The place was empty after that.

Well, this place is huge.

There's no chance anybody saw or heard anything from the road.

All right.

This is about where I saw him.

He heard me coming, and then he took off that way through those doors.

Got it.

Car key.

Mr. ditched it when he heard me coming.

What hit?

One reason to ditch the key is so you didn't find the car.

Well, why?

I don't know.

Like I said, there were no cars here when I got here this morning.

I scrubbed body cam, I scrubbed dash cam, no black sedan.

Whoa.

I got blood.

There were no visible cuts on Ezra when I processed him.

Right there.

Have you always known you were one of the devil's minions, or was that a later in life revelation?

Yes.

Oh, your disbelief in my truth, it makes no difference as long as Samantha believes that's all that matters.

Yeah, that won't last.

You don't control her anymore.

Hmm, how little you know.

I'm going to be with her until the day she dies, which was going to be today.

You know why?

It's the real reason I was trespassing this morning.

Nolan.

I have found a new soulmate.

He's got another girl.

All right, Julie Reed was reported missing at 4 a.m. after she failed to come home from a friend's house.

According to her parents, she was back and forth between the two homes all the time, and her route took her right past the rec center.

Sounds like he'd been watching her for a while, planning the perfect time and place to make his move.

If the suspect's car was gone when Officer Nolan arrived this morning, Ezra must have left and came back.

Why would he do that?

My best guess is that he left something at the scene, most likely his makeshift wallet.

He only realized it after he'd left, but went back for it because he knew it would connect him to the abduction.

But with a wounded girl in the trunk, he was faced with a problem.

It would have been quicker to run back to the center and run inside.

But that would have put him at a greater risk, because if Julie was conscious and screaming her head off, it would draw a lot of attention.

So he parked the car somewhere else, somewhere no one could hear her screaming, went back on foot.

Right, but how far would he be comfortable walking?

10 minutes, 20.

The average walking pace of a healthy male is probably 2.5, 3 miles an hour.

Any faster might draw him wanted attention.

Okay, so to be safe, let's say 3.5 miles per hour for a 20-minute walk.

Which means we are looking at almost a square mile search radius.

It's clear from the volume of blood at the scene that she was badly wounded.

She was left on her own somewhere over eight hours ago.

Every further minute that passes reduces the likelihood we will find her alive.

Where's Julie Reed?

Oh, is that her name?

No, because we were never properly introduced and can you please turn the AC off?

It's like a freezer in here.

No problem, just as soon as you tell us where she is.

Hmm, you think I would trade my comfort for her?

After all you've seen of my sacrifice.

No, no, I guess not.

But what would you trade for her?

Now that's an interesting question.

Let's see, I would say a reduced sentence, but we all know that would be a hollow promise.

After all that I've done.

Hmm, I would love to say a proper goodbye to fair Samantha.

Not a chance in hell.

That is a non-starter.

There is no way we would ever let you re-traumatize that girl.

I don't think you have a choice.

I think you kind of have to ask her.

No, we don't.

Oh yeah, no.

I think, I think Samantha would disagree.

Think about it.

How is Samantha going to feel when Julie dies before you tell her and Samantha realizes she could have saved that poor girl?

Huh.

How about this?

Let's give this a shot.

Tell Samantha that Julie is near the red place.

And if she just talks to me for one more minute, I, I will tell you where that is.

Sorry to interrupt.

I just need to borrow Sergeant Jen.

Wait, did something happen?

No, no, no.

I just need her for a second.

I'll be just outside, okay?

I'm right here.

Ezra took another girl before he was arrested.

He says he'll tell us where she is if we let him talk to Samantha.

No.

Forget that.

He doesn't want to help us.

He just wants to keep traumatizing her.

I agree.

So do Lopez and Harper.

He says that the girl's being held near the red place.

And if we told that doesn't mean that, she'd agree to help.

No, we're not saying that to her, okay?

It's a trick.

Amanda, open the door.

What happened?

The red place?

I mean, it's got to be some sort of trigger phrase.

He spent three years convincing her that the police were in league with him, and she just heard us using his language.

Let me feel this!

We need medical attention!

Come on, let me feel it!

No, please, I can't feel it!

I need it, Dad!

Yeah?

Get her up!

No, I need it, Dad!

I need it!

I need it!

No!

No!

No!

8-7 Adam-20, no sign of suspect vehicle at 1900 to Hawthorne.

7 Adam-4, construction site at 801 Mercury is empty of vehicles.

7 Lincoln-15, first five levels of Wilshire Office Complex Garage are clear.

Moving to lower level.

7 Adam-4, first five levels of Wilshire Park, come on.

10 PM-15, second five levels of Beckfort-

6 PM-15.

7 PM-15 does not have an opportunity to proceed to the park.

7 PM-15.

8 PM-15 will only be a distance from Ben.

7 PM-15.

6 PM-15-15 is clear.

7 PM-15 is clear.

10 PM-15 has come to the sun.

Julie, you in there?

7-link at 15. I have her.

Lower level of the garage. Send an ambulance now.

Hey. Hey, Julie.

I'm Officer Nolan. I'm here to help you.

Now, I'm gonna have to put some pressure on that wound to stop the bleeding, okay?

But it is going to hurt. I am so sorry.

Easy.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I know. I know. You're doing great. You're doing great.

She's right here. She just passed out. She's lost a lot of blood.

Pulse is weak.

She's in hypoblemic shock. We gotta get her out of here.

Nolan.

Hey.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Um, Julie just got out of surgery. They lost her on the table for a minute, but she pulled through, and she's recovering in the ICU.

Thank God.

Can I talk to her when she's ready?

Uh, I'll ask.

You know, we wouldn't have found her without you. You gave us the car.

I said it had wheels.

And that it was black and old. I meant it.

She is alive because of you.

Samantha's been incredibly brave today.

I'll, uh, I'll come talk to you guys later.

Yeah.

Do you mind if I can sit with you for a bit?

Okay.

What was the, um, the red place?

There was this house that we stayed at early on.

They had painted the bathroom red.

So when I was bad, he would take me in there to punish me.

I know you're not ready to hear this. Um, but when it's time, the first step of your recovery will be to stop blaming yourself.

Sure. On it.

I know. I know. It's easier said than done, but I know what I'm talking about. You know.

I want to share something with you, uh, something that happened to me, if that's okay.

Yeah.

Um, so my rookie year as a cop, I met this guy.

And he loved dogs, and he was cute, and he-he seemed great.

Um, uh, we went on a date, and he-he kidnapped me.

The details are a lot, but the short version is that I thought I was going to die.

In another five minutes, and I probably would have for months afterwards, I'd just obsessed about every second with him before he drugged me.

How I should have seen through him, how I should have been faster, smarter.

I wanted to believe that I was in control, but I wasn't.

So, eventually, I stopped focusing on the things that I didn't do, and I focused on the thing that I did.

I survived.

You survived.

Samantha, you're here.

I know that you don't see how brave and powerful you are, okay?

But I do.

I really, really do.

Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt.

Um, I spoke to your aunt, Sarah.

She is rushing back from her vacation in London, but her plane won't get here until tomorrow afternoon.

Hey, it's okay.

Don't worry, all right?

You're not going to be alone.

Every female cop at Mid-Wilshire has volunteered to keep you company in the coming days and weeks.

Yeah.

We have your back, Samantha.

For however long you need, until you feel safe.

Hey.

Seth's here.

I'll be in my room.

It's good to see you, too.

It's not a fan.

Poor you.

Um, look, you're right, man.

The self-pity's got to stop.

I want to do better.

But clearly, I don't know how to, and you are the best guy I know, so will you help me?

I would need radical honesty.

One tiny white lie, and I'm out.

In that case, you are one of the best guys I know.

Still has a sense of humor.

You might make it through this after all.

All right.

No lies, no woes to me.

Just head down, do the work.

Be grateful.

Deal?

Deal.

Come here, brother.

Surprise!

Hey.

Thanks.

Uh, you do know it's not my birthday, right?

You did forget.

Uh, no.

It's definitely not my birthday.

No.

It's a different special day.

Uh, wait.

No, it's...

Oh, my God.

It's our anniversary.

It is.

You forgot.

And I remember.

Uh-huh.

Did you?

Totally.

Congrats, grad.

Fine.

I forgot.

But I had to pull this together fast.

But I remember it before you did, and that's what's important.

Winning.

Yeah.

And you know what else is super important?

No.

What?

The kids are with my mom.

Oh.

Hmm.

Hi.

Hi, Andy.

How's it going?

Oh, I missed you.

Oh, God.

What a day.

How'd it go at the hospital?

It's fine.

Samantha's asleep right now, so I'll go in and check in with her tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

Do I smell dinner?

Don't get too excited.

I ordered Italian.

It's in the oven.

Keep it warm.

Hmm.

My hero.

Hmm.

Oh, God.

Okay, so I need to say something, and I...

I need you to respond with kindness, okay?

Okay.

Um, after the day that I've had, I really need this place to feel like a refuge and not

a UPS sorting facility.

We need to get these damn boxes out of here.

I...

I agree.

No time like the present.

Let's do it.

Wait, hold on.

I'm tired.

I'm...

I'm very tired.

I thought maybe we could have dinner, and then I would...

I could...

I could sit here and...

and supervise.

I mean, how could I refuse that offer?

You can't.

All right, I'll get dinner.

Yep.

Good work today, Officer Nola.

Thanks.

How come I don't feel better about it?

I think you know the answer.

Yeah.

Listen.

We can't change what already happened.

All we can do is stop it from happening again.

And you did that today.

In a big way.

Which means...

someone ought to buy you a drink.

You volunteering?

I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

Damn it.