All language subtitles for Rescue Me (2004) - S06E04 - Breakout (1080p BluRay x265 Panda)_track3_[eng]-eng

Previously on Rescue Me.

I told you when I died
I didn't see anything?

Yeah?
I lied. I saw something.

WOMAN:
Tommy!

You said you'd come back
to get me.

LOU:
Tommy!

Sean.
Pat.

What's up, bro?

From Ground Zero.
Thirty-two-year-old men

don't get kidney cancer.
Mine's in the lungs,

so it's obvious
where it came from.

Is Franco there?

Janet just wants to say hey.

Oh, cool. Hey, Jan-Jan.
What's going on?

I'm jealous.

You realize that's ridiculous?
We're brothers.

Can I just point out that my
actual brother, my real brother,

had an affair with my wife?

That, my dear nephew,

is a rare bottle
of Irish whiskey.

We've come
to the conclusion...

That you're a lost cause, and
now we've got to cut you loose.

We are having
a huge cookout,

we are going to stuff
them full of food.

Great public relations.

Get them in here,
load them up,

have them
call the Mayor's office.

West Side Wild Men, blocks over.
Listen to this.

Mayor's shutting down
their house.

So they're having
a pig roast.

So how's it feel to play second
fiddle to the best house?

Second fiddle, my ass.
We were here first.

Here. I'll do it.

Better get a phone number
out of this.

His or mine?

PHIL:
I'm a priest! This is my parish!

Get her out.

God bless you.
You saved Mary.

There's a hole in her.

DAMIAN:
Something's wrong with Lou.

NEEDLES:
Six hours.

Six hours and not one morsel
of information

about what's going on.

It's like an episode
of Lost in this joint,

only our fat guy
might die.

Hospitals
are the most depressing place

on the planet,
you know.

Hey, no news is good news,
right?

He had no pulse, Mike.

So no news is bad news?

Mike, you know what?

Shut up. Just shut up.

It's Lou, you know.

No news is Lou news.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON PA]

Are you here
for lieutenant Shea?

Yes, we are.
You can see him now.

MIKE: Is he awake?
NEEDLES: Yeah, he's up.

Hey, guys.
What's happening?

Come on in.
How are you, pal?

I'm doing good, man.
Good to see you.

That's my bunkmate
over there.

I call him Wheezer.

I'll tell you why
in a minute.

Hey, look, I appreciate all
of these concerned looks,

but, guys, really, I'm okay.

You don't look okay, Lou.

You look like shit.

I'll tell you, I feel fine.

I don't even mind
sticking around here.

The cook-off's not for another
what, like, 10 days?

And they got me hooked up with
this really nice nutrition lady.

She's got a lot of great ideas
about diet and exercise.

[LOUD WHEEZING]

That's why.

Hello, Mr. Shea.

Hello, Hillary.

Looks like you've got
visitors already.

I do. Guys, this is Hillary,
and Hillary, these are the guys.

Hi, Hillary.
How are you?

This poor lady has the job

of making me into a thin man.
Mm-hm.

After she negotiates peace
in the Middle East.

Yeah.
And gets Rush Limbaugh

to share his Viagra
with Kanye West.

See, this is
the positive reinforcement

I was talking about.
Do something positive,

we'll reinforce it,
you fat bastard.

Like lose
a goddamn chin.

Or two.
Or six.

Uh, is that really necessary?

Sweetheart,
we work in a firehouse.

Brutal honesty
is our currency in trade.

And he's fat.

Like, super fat.

Way fat.
MIKE: Too fat.

You see?

You have a giant mole
on your face.

Your eyes are too far apart.

[MEN CHUCKLING]

You have Mr. potato
head lips.

[CHUCKLES]

You both look
mentally challenged.

Your skin is the color
of Elmer's glue.

And you, Owen Wilson called,

said he wants his nose back.

[MEN LAUGHING]

The truth hurts sometimes.

Think about that
next time you're making jokes

at your friend's expense.

Now, if you don't mind,

Mr. Shea and I need to discuss
his future well-being.

Beat it.
Yes, we do.

All right, Lou.
See you later.

See you. Feel better.

Um, ahem, when you say
my eyes are too far apart--

I said beat it.

It's called a beauty mark.

Okay?

[THE VON BONDIES'
"C'MON, C'MON" PLAYING]

♪ On another day
C'mon, cmon ♪

♪ With these ropes tied tight
Can we do no wrong? ♪

♪ Now we grieve
'Cause now it's gone ♪

♪ Things were good
When we were young ♪

♪ When my teeth bite down
I can see the blood ♪

♪ Of a thousand men
Who have come and gone ♪

♪ Now we grieve
'Cause now it's gone ♪

♪ Things were good
When we were young ♪

♪ Is it safe to stay? ♪
♪ C'mon, cmon ♪

♪ Was it right to leave?
♪ C'mon, c'mon ♪

♪ Will I ever learn? ♪
♪ C'mon, cmon ♪

♪ C'mon, ¢'/mon
C'mon, cmon ♪

You guys think my eyes
are too far apart?

Hey, maybe that's why
you're such a good point guard,

peripheral vision.

Quiet, probie.
I'm talking to grown folks here.

Seriously, this shit has been
keeping me up all night.

No wonder.
Every time you turn your head

an eye's hitting the pillow.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

All right. Listen up.

We are busting the fat man
out of the hospital tonight.

The West Side Wild Men found out

that Lou was gonna be
in the hospital a week,

they moved their cookout
up to this weekend.

We're going to do the proper
food prep, we've got to move.

Wait a second,
the guy just had a heart attack.

Hey, this is war. And in war you
put your personal safety aside

for the benefit of the whole.
That's right.

If Lou's not at that cookout,
West Side have the advantage.

They're going to win the hearts
of the neighborhood.

Next thing you know,

department's nailing up
this place,

we're either in the wind
or reassigned to some shit hole

like Bedstuy
or Staten Island.

Yeah.
So we're breaking him out.

And, uh, when is this great
escape taking place?

Tonight.

Tonight?
No, I can't do it.

What do you mean,
you can't do it?

I got a date with Penny.

Heh, who the hell is Penny?

You know, Penny, the hot
probie chick from the West Side.

I'm going to have to ask you
to leave the war room, Damian.

Why?
You're sleeping with the enemy.

Not yet.

Hey, maybe this is
a good thing for us.

You know what I mean?
He can get the secrets.

Oh, yeah. Like a spy.
TOMMY: Yes.

He could pump her
for information.

If I'm going to be pumping her,

you can bet
it won't be for information.

Unless it's for information
on where to put my cock.

What? You don't know
where to put your cock?

Well, I may have options.

ALL: Hmm.
Somebody fill me in here.

How is it that this peckerwood
has usurped me

as the resident pussy hound?

Uh, maybe because I'm not made
of plastic, Mr. Potato Head.

Potato Head! Potato Head!

Knock it off.

Tommy and I stole these
uniforms, all right?

You are going to be the doctor,
you two are gonna be orderlies.

Why does Franco
get to be the doctor?

Oh, please.
Why can't I be the doctor?

We really need to go there?

A brother has just as much
chance of being a doctor

as a Puerto Rican.
Neither of you have a chance,

but if I had to pick, I'd put
my money on the Puerto Rican.

Score one for Puerto Rico.

No, chief.
There's plenty of black doctors

that are out there. You know it.

Name one.

Dr. Bill Cosby.

Name another.

Dr. Huxtable.

Same guy.
One's make-believe, don't count.

Dr. J.
Nah, nah. Basketball player.

Got anything else?

Reverend Al Sharpton.

What?

Any time black
people get caught in a corner,

we use that as a code name,
throwing the rev out.

This is
one of your problems.

You don't talk white good,
Franco talks perfect white.

Franco, talk some white.

I'd be very happy to,
Thomas.

Hello.
I am Dr. Francisco Rivera.

Okay?
Perfect Caucasian.

FRANCO:
Yeah. It's easy.

I just clench
my ass cheeks together

and think about
egg salad sandwiches.

All right. How come
I can't be the orderly?

We didn't want to make
the orderly a black guy

because that's racist.

And what would Reverend Al
say then?

Yeah.

Excuse me.
Are you guys from ladder 62?

Yes.
Yeah.

PHIL: Father Phil Bingham.
How are you, father?

Holy Redeemer. I wanted
to drop by to apologize

for my behavior
the other night.

You did a brave thing pulling
me and sister Rosemary

and the statue of our
holy mother to safety.

And I wasn't very gracious
about the chip in Mary's ass.

So for that, I apologize.

You guys are doing
God's work.

Every one of you deserves
a ticket to his kingdom.

Of course, we don't want to make
that any time too soon.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

I have a receipt here
for the statue.

I was thinking
maybe the department

had a reimbursement policy
for property that was damaged.

Maybe you could process
that.

If it's only like
a couple of hundred bucks,

I'm sure we'd be willing
to chip in, right?

What do you need, father?

Jesus Christ. Forty grand?
Oh, my God, man.

That's an expensive piece
of ass.

Well, she's a virgin.

She's 700 years old.

Father, look,
this is the F.D.N.Y.

I mean,
it's not American Express.

I understand.

Don't you have
fire insurance?

The Catholic Church hardly
has a pot to piss in,

after all the bread we spent
on lawyers

and silenced those
goddamn child molesters.

They put us
in the poorhouse,

which is probably
where we belong.

Really don't think
we can help you out.

We just put out the fires
and save the people.

No sweat, fellas.
I'm not trying to put my hands

in anybody's pockets.

Unlike those
pocket-pool perverts

I was talking about
a minute ago.

May God protect you
from every danger

and bless your families,
especially in your absence.

Fellas, if you ever need
anything,

you know where to find me.

MIKE:
Oh, thank you, father.

We work the same hours
you do.

Uh, father. Quick question.

If you had to say--

Oh, come on.

No, no, no. Wait a minute.
I think that the padre

might have an opinion,

and I'd like to know
who do you think

has a better shot
at being a doctor,

a black man
or a Puerto Rican?

Puerto Rican.
No question.

But bless you all
black guys, Puerto Rican guys,

even you Irish knuckleheads.

Thank you, father.
Banner day for my people.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON PA]

Doctor.
Hello, doctor.

Doctor. Doctor.

Morning, doctor.
Doctor.

Doctor.
Doctor.

Hey, Frank.
FRANK: Yeah?

I don't think we're
in the right wing.

Nah, nah, nah, dude.
We were just here yesterday.

I think, but none of this shit
really looks familiar, does it?

Well, I don't know, man.

Maybe we took the wrong
elevator up. I don't know.

Think maybe we should
ask somebody?

Great thinking.
Doctor asking for directions

in a hospital is not
gonna raise eyebrows?

Let's just stick together
and keep looking.

Yo.
Where the hell is Sean?

[PEOPLE SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]

Garrity?

Hi.

Heh, it's Mahoney. Heh.

Pat Mahoney. Oh, my God.

Christ, man. Long time, no see.
What are you doing here?

I have cancer.

Right. Right. Yeah.
How's that going, by the way?

Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.

I thought you were
out of the woods.

No, I'm so deep
in the woods,

bears are wiping their asses
with me.

What's with the getup?

It's nothing. It's--
I'm not supposed to say.

But, Lou, he had a heart attack,
and we're busting him out

because we've got
this cook-off-- Shit.

Your secret is safe with me.

Really? You promise?
I might be dead

by the time I spill the beans.
Oh, come on, man.

You're going to be fine.

Hey,
you got to bust me out too.

What?
I can't stand it here, man.

The pills, chemo. The doctors
think they're saving me,

but they're just killing me
slower.

I got my own ideas about
how to spend my last days,

but they keep telling me I've
got to stay in this hell hole.

But now I got a way out.

Oh, hey, yeah.
I don't know, man.

I mean,
our plan is pretty complex.

[COUGHING]

Holy-- Are you okay?
Yeah.

Cancer. You know, it's do you
have a baby wipe or something?

No offense.
No.

So I'm just going to tell you
straight up,

guys in my house want me to get
information about your cookout.

Yeah.
Same with the guys in my house.

Oh, really?
So, uh, how do we handle this?

We ignore it,
and we have a good time.

And then you tell me later.

And when are you
going to tell me?

It depends on how good
of a time you show me.

Heh. All right.

You look really pretty.

[CHUCKLES]

Is something wrong
with pretty?

No. It's, um,
it's just a nickname

that I had in high school.

Pretty Penny.

I hated the shit
out of that nickname.

Well, in some countries,
it's a compliment.

Yeah, in my country
it's inaccurate.

I don't like pretty things.
I like action.

I like getting my hands dirty
and sweating, being physical.

That's why
I'm a firefighter.

You could have saved
yourself some danger

and become a landscaper.

I like the danger too.

Plus,
daddy wasn't a landscaper.

He was a firefighter,
like yours.

You know about my dad?

Yeah. He's a legend.

I mean, he's the reason
why you signed up, isn't he?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

I mean, there were
other reasons too,

namely to piss off
my mother and my uncle.

Those were pretty big reasons
actually,

but, uh, yeah.

No, I mean,
the real reason is my dad.

It's a heavy load.

I used to think
he didn't like me.

My dad.

Because,
um, I never really showed

much interest in the job
when he was, you know, around.

Yeah, but look at you now.

I bet he's proud.

Right. Well, he's not proud.
He's dead.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

[... It's weird.

I don't really talk about
this shit with people.

Ever.
Damn,

you must really want
info about that cookout.

[CHUCKLES]

Want to get wasted?

Yes. Please.

Hey. What the hell?

Sorry. I got lost.

This place is like a giant
goddamn germ-infested maze.

Hey, is that balls-out Mahoney?
Hey, Lou.

How you doing?
Cancer. You?

Heart attack.
Lucky man.

By the way, guys,
we're busting him out too.

Don't worry.
I'll be as quiet as a--

[COUGHING LOUDLY]

A mouse. I'm guessing.

This could be a problem, guys.
No, it only happens when--

[COUGHING LOUDLY]

[MAN WHEEZING LOUDLY]

Anyone got any dynamite or
a foghorn they want to blow off?

We're not doing this.
The plan's already in place.

It's too complicated.
Don't wanna go to work for you.

That's bullshit.
He's coming with us.

This isn't part of the plan.
Plans are for pussies.

How many times you run into
a fire and stick to the plan?

Once, twice, out of ten? Maybe?
He's coming, screw your plan.

You settle down.
No. We're not leaving him here.

What's the matter with you?

Guy's dying because he
spent every day for eight months

cleaning up
the shit down at Ground Zero.

You said it yourself.

If this is a war,
we're an army.

A guy runs on the battlefield,
picks up a fallen comrade,

he's as brave as the hero
he's picking up. Am I wrong?

Am I wrong?

We take care of our own.
Pat took care of our guys.

We take care of Pat.
End of story.

Hmm.

Well, better put your party hat
on there, Patty boy.

Looks like
you're coming with us.

Put this on. Keep your head
down. Take the north exit.

We're gonnatake Lou out the
south. Black Shawn, come on.

Ha ha. Doctor, doctor,
give me the news, son.

No, no, no, no.
Mike, switch your shit with him.

Whoa, whoa. Wait. Wait.

I thought it was racist,
making a brother an orderly.

Hey, you've got Down Syndrome.
You're lucky you have a job.

Change up.
I ain't got Down Syndrome.

Come on, Mike.
Hurry up.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON PA]

What about me?

TOMMY:
Let's go. Let's go.

Orderly, please.

Careful, careful. Jesus!

It's going to be
to the left here.

Easy, easy. Slow down.
Slow down.

If you drive my truck the way
you're driving this...

Yeah, bring the truck around
to the front

so we can get the hell free.

You're crushing the doctor.
Okay, sorry.

Hit the button.

To the right, orderly.
To the right.

Hit the button.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Hey. What's happening?

What are you doing?

Get on. Get on.

Shit.

What are you
shitiots up to?

We're just checking Lou
out a little ahead of schedule.

Is that allowed?

I wouldn't be wearing
this uniform if it were,

but it does suit me.
Hey, why are we going up?

I hit the ground floor button.

Well, hit it again,
Corky.

Yeah, listen. He doesn't
really look good enough to go.

He's fine.
We need him for the cook-off.

Oh, my God. You are breaking
him out of the hospital

for a goddamn cook-off?

Maybe it's not the best
idea in the world.

Nothing more
important than that cook-off.

Huh.
How about your friend's life?

Hmm?
What life would that be?

We lose the cook-off,
we lose the house.

Without the house and us,
Lou is lost in the world.

He could walk
into Olive Garden

and use that never-ending
pasta bowl like a loaded .45.

It's true.

Sorry, folks. Swine flu.

Highly contagious.
Nasty.

[ALL COUGHING]

All right, you jokers.

This is where I cut out.

Listen, Lou-Lou.

Honey.
Yes?

Do not let these animals
Kill you, right?

Okay, honey pie. Thank you.
You look great.

What? What's that you said?
I said you look great.

Thank you.

[HORN HONKS]

[LAUGHTER]

Holy shit!

You totally almost
got hit by that taxi.

That would have been ironic,
huh?

Never mind.

That was amazing.

I haven't laughed that hard
since the government sent me

that thank-you letter

instead of helping me
pay for my medical bills.

Hey, should we go celebrate?

Why don't the two of us go

and you meet us after you give
Flavor Flav his clothes back?

What do you want to do?
Hustler club?

[COUGHING LOUDLY]

You all right?

Oh, Jesus Christ.
Oh.

Oh. shit.

Uh, maybe we should go back.

Yeah. Come on.
Come on, Mike.

[COUGHING CONTINUES]

So you're the doctor
in charge?

Um, yes.

As a matter of fact, I am.

See, you wouldn't think that,
now, would you, doctor?

Orderly, I'm going to step
aside with the doctor.

We're going to have a little
doctor-to-doctor.

Watch the body.

Hey, I'm still alive, doc.

Yeah.

Go get the truck,
you idiot.

What were we talking about?

Show me your identification,
doctor...

Rico. Richards.

Rico Richards. Yeah.

My mother's Puerto Rican,
and my father's Jewish,

which explains why I graduated
from the top of my class

at Johns Hopkins University,

and the Puerto Rican part...

I think the jig is up.
No, not yet.

He's laying down
that Latin magic.

And making eye contact.
Look at that.

Like a dagger
through the heart.

I'll tell you all
about it over coffee.

With a face like that,
you've got to wonder

why he became a smoke eater.
Simple math, Lou.

You take his face,
you multiply it by our job,

and you end up
with a grand total of Pussy.

Class dismissed.

NEEDLES:
Son of a bitch.

Look at this.

If I had that power...

You'd eat it.

I'll see you. Bye.

Coast is clear, gentlemen.

Dr. Richards saves the day.

Thank you, doctor.

Shall we?
I believe we're going this way.

The lady's on our side.

There he is. Hey, pal.

Hey.
Oh, you're still here.

Yeah, man. Of course.

I figured you'd seen enough
of me after last night.

Why don't you lay back,
take a load off?

Yeah.

Whoo. This sucks.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

I'm going to die
in this room.

I'm going to die in this room,
and nobody's gonna give a shit.

No plaques, no parades,

no scholarships in my name.

So, what did I do it for?

[SIGHS]

Why did I put my ass
on the line after the fact?

Because that's what
we've always done.

That's what we do, right?
It's our job.

You know what?
Don't worry about anything.

Okay? You're in good hands.

I'm gonna take care
of everything.

I wish I could say
that's a comforting sentiment.

Yeah. I wish I knew
how to back it up. Ha, ha.

Got any ideas?

I'll come up with something.
I just...

Hey.
Hey. Eat.

Eat, please.

TOMMY: Wow.
Yep.

We've got, uh,
mini Cuban sandwiches...

Holy shit.
Pastrami puffs,

pizza rolls.

Probably the best
I've ever cooked.

Okay. What gives?
Because usually,

if you're standing
in a sea of cheese like this,

you'd be doing an Irish jig.
Yeah, I know. I was just,

you know, recently diagnosed

as being, uh,
an emotional eater.

Diagnosed?
Yes.

By who?
My nurse, Hillary.

She's a genius.

But you know what?
She hit it right on the head.

I mean, I eat when I'm up.
I eat when I'm down.

I eat
when I'm melancholy.

I eat when the Mets lose.
Uh-huh.

I eat basically
during all of my waking hours.

I'm like a shark. For Christ's
sakes, I've had, like,

three of each of these things.

I'm thinking
of calling ahead to the hospital

and reserving a better room.

I think I should
take this shit out of here.

It sounds like you're gonna
eat yourself to death.

I think that's kind of the point
of being an emotional eater.

You know...

[CHUCKLES]

You're not the only one
who, uh,

heh, who died
around here lately, pal.

I mean,
I think I went out too.

I mean,
I'm pretty sure of it. I...

Blackness, I had visions.

Except I didn't really
see anything at first.

It was more of a...
It was more of a smell.

What did you smell?

Well, I smelled a bakery.

A bakery?

It wasn't toast.
It was a real bakery.

And then I just
had this feeling.

Uh-huh. I know what you mean.

Waves of--
Dread.

No. Joy.

It was the most incredible
joyous feeling.

It's not like
winning at the track

or banging a beautiful broad
who's out of your league.

It was just the most peaceful...

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

content,

happy...

[CHUCKLES]

...JOY.

It was insane.

Okay.

[CLEARS THROAT]

What did you see?

And then I saw my mother.

And she was a zombie.

No. No, Tom.
She was my mother.

She was just the way
that I remembered her as a kid.

I was sitting
in the old kitchen.

She was on the phone
with my aunt Lee,

and she was
working the stove,

and I was sitting
at the table,

and I was licking
cupcake icing.

Cupcake icing?
Chocolate.

And she got up
to hang up the phone,

and she walked past me,
and she just...

She just brushed the back
of my head with her hand,

like she used to.

And Tom, I swear to God,
I can still feel her hand there.

Okay.

And then, ahem,

there was, like, ahem,

foreboding or darkness or...

No.

The only pain and suffering
I felt was having to leave.

But the thought that
that's what's waiting for me

and to know that I'm gonna
probably go back there,

I mean, I'm kind of
looking forward to it.

Bullshit.

Tom, I'm telling you--

You didn't die.
You did not die.

You were dreaming.

Well, you believe
what you want.

Seriously, you know...

[SCOFFS]

You got icing and a bakery?
LOU: Yeah.

This is what you think
that, you know,

going to the other side is?

You know, zombies. Okay?

You know, uh,
you know, fear.

Uh, burning, you know.
That's death.

That's your death.

I'm a little different.
Oh, oh.

You're like
some kind of goddamn saint.

You get to go to a bakery.

[SCOFFS]

How does that happen?

I just think
I'm a better person.

Well, you asked.
Do you wanna add up bad shit?

Do you wanna have
a bad-shit contest?

All the bad things I've done and
the bad things you've done...

Come on.

That's an equal cheat sheet.
Not a contest.

Want an example?
Yeah.

Okay. Candy.

Candy, a hooker
you ripped off

so you could live
Jesus Christ!

in this beautiful apartment.
Here we go again.

Why don't you just let it drop?
I was the victim there.

You know what--
Why is that different?

Because, for Christ's sakes,
she went after me.

She got what she deserved,
Tom, all right?

She asked for it,
and she deserved it. Okay?

Katie, Colleen, Janet,
Connor, they didn't deserve it.

They were
innocent bystanders.

You're supposed to protect them.
Protect and serve.

Oh, for Christ's sakes.

You know,
I could drop dead tomorrow.

You could drop dead tomorrow,
and what would we get?

A plaque on the wall,

guys go out
drinking for a night. Okay?

Two new guys would be in here
like that to replace us.

Maybe they'd do a better job,
maybe they'd do a worse job.

But they'd replace us.
Mm-hm.

There ain't no replacing
a father, Tom.

You only get one.

You should start thinking about
that, because maybe then

you'd be smelling bakeries
for eternity,

just like me.

[SCOFFS]

FATHER PHIL: Hey!
Aah!

What are you doing here?

I'm from 62 truck.
I was here. I'm a fireman.

We were here for the fire.

What were you doing
with the infant of Prague?

I was just touching
his.... her.... his dress?

I was just....

What's your name again?

Thomas Gavin.

Thomas Gavin.

Holy Irish. Come on in.

Leave his dress alone.

[CHURCH BELLS RINGING]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SIGHS]

Drink?

Uh, well, I'm on kind of
a wine-only diet right now.

Is red okay? We've got
plenty of that.

Yeah.
All right.

Sorry about the bat.

This arson situation, uh,
has us on our toes.

Sister Rosemary sleeps
with a knife under her pillow.

So, uh,

they're thinking
it might be arson, huh?

So says the marshal.

I'd say, "Who would
wanna burn a church?"

But then again, who hasn't
wanted to burn a church

every once in a while?

It's so easy for people

to hate the things
they don't understand

instead of loving them.

You and I both know

that most people,
especially in this country,

are lazy self-obsessed slobs.

They wanna take
the easy way out.

[SNIFFS]

Yeah.

You don't strike me
as that kind of person.

Thomas Gavin doesn't take
the easy way, does he?

Well, to be honest with you,
father,

if there was
an easy way out,

I'd probably take it
in a heartbeat, you know.

No, I don't think so.

And I don't think
you came out here tonight

to talk about the fire.

No, I didn't.

Um,

you know, to be honest again,
father, um,

I'm not the world's
greatest Catholic.

[SIGHS]

But I've had this thing,
uh, lately, recently,

this life-altering
experience.

Uh, I won't go
into all the details,

but I, uh,

I died, and I went, uh,

briefly, I think,
to the other side.

And, uh, you know,
what I do for a living,

you know, we see a lot of stuff,
a lot of...

A lot of bad things,
you know.

Hell on earth.

You'd think.
But when I...

When I had
this experience,

when I went to that other side,

I saw things that make
the things I see at work

just seem like a bad day
at the beach, I'm telling you.

You think
you went to hell.

[, uh, well,
either I went to hell,

or I went
to the shittiest beach--

I didn't mean to say that.
I'm sorry. I didn't...

It doesn't mean shit to me.

Ah. Okay.

So, you know,
I went over there, and I saw...

I don't know. So...

So, what now?

Right.

What?
You want me to tell you?

Yeah. I thought that--

I thought you might have,
uh, some answers.

No, no, nobody can answer
that question.

But I thought you guys--

No, nobody but you, anyway.

No, this is what
I do know.

That in times of duress
like these,

we have to find stability.

We have to solidify
our grounding.

Who is one person
that's been there with you

through the thick
and the thin?

Through my adult life?

Hmm.

Tommy, it's not
a hard question.

I'm thinking.
I'm thinking. Um.

I'm...

I would have to go with...

...my wife.

You're married.
Yes.

Barely. Yeah.

Kids?

Uh, two kids.
Two and a half.

By-- We had a kid that died,

and now I inherited
my, uh, brother's son

because he di--
My brother died.

Anything there you might
salvage, with your kids?

[SIGHS]

That would be some pretty--
A pretty deep dive.

I mean, by...

Especially with my wife.

It's kind of
shark-infested waters.

You got a picture?

Um, yeah.

Um, let me see.

Um, these are, uh,

the girls.

Uh.

I don't have a picture
of the baby.

And that's, uh,
that's my wife.

That's been
through the wash a few times.

Yeah.

Wow.

Yeah.

When's the last time you took
a good look at this picture?

I just looked at it
when I was giving it to you.

Well, take another look.

No, Tommy, I really want you
to take a good look at it.

Really look at it.

I'm looking at it.
It's been a long time since I've

known the company of a woman,
other than Sister Rosemary.

But I can tell
looking at that picture,

that is a woman
you don't let slip away.

That is a woman
you tussle for.

So maybe...

Maybe that's "what now?"

Can I keep this?

That's the only copy I have

of that particular photograph,

so I kind of...
I need it, you know.

You sure?

Yeah. That's it.

[SIGHS]

Thanks.

[GRUNTS]

Thank you very much.
It was...

24/7. Always open.

Thank you, Franco.
Yeah, no problem.

Of course,
the moment that I need Tommy,

he goes off the radar,

and here you are,
taking care of business.

Yeah. Well,
that's his MO, right, heh?

Yeah.

Where would I be
without you?

From the looks of things,
probably washing your dishes

in the bathtub.

Speaking of, I'm very dirty.

I'm gonna do a quick change.
Okay?

Yeah, sure. Take your time.

Hey. How's Lou doing?

Oh, he's, uh,
he's all right, I guess.

He could probably stand
to exercise a little bit more.

A little less food,
you know, heh.

That's no secret.

Yeah, heh.

You know,
he could eat better.

Maybe take fewer naps
or something.

Yeah. I really should have
visited him in the hospital.

[FRANCO CHUCKLES]

Yeah. Well, you know,
I'm sure he forgives you.

[PIPES RATTLE]

Oh, goddamn! Shit!

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I cut myself.

God, you're bleeding.
Damn it.

Here.
Yeah, it's not that bad.

It's like a nick, you know.
Does that hurt?

Yeah, a little bit. Heh.

I'm all right.

Sorry.

[SIGHS]

Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ.

I-- Janet, I am so sorry.

I am so sorry.
That was so far out of line.

I don't even...

It's like some kind of
weird sickness with me.

I mean, Jesus Christ.
You're Tommy's wife.

You know, he's my friend.
I don't even know what...

I'm sorry.

No, there's nothing
to be sorry about.

Yeah, you know what?
There is. Okay?

Because that was low, even for
me.

I've gone to depths
that would kill most men.

Seriously,
stop beating yourself up.

Okay? It's--
Look, nothing happened.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess,
you know...

[SCOFFS]

It's not like I threw you up
on the counter or something.

[SCOFFS]

It's not like Tommy and I
are even officially together.

Okay? So don't...

You know,
I'm not saying that...

Right. Yeah. I mean...

[SCOFFS]

Of course not.

FRANCO: So, I mean...
Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Oh, you know,
just, uh, you, uh,

you have a busted--

A clogged pipe,
you know, drain.

Yeah. And so I called him
to fix it.

She tried to call you,
but, you know...

JANET:
Well, he was close by.

So he came.
FRANCO: Yeah.

And I didn't want you
to get your floor,

you know, wet or ruined.

And then he cut himself.

You all right?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.
I'm good.

You know, it's--
It's nothing, you know.

I think, you know,
you might have a little,

like, rust under there.

Hmm.

JANET:
How was your day?

It was good.

Good.
Good.

What?

You two have got
to be shitting me.

[SCOFFS]

Tom, what are you...?

TOMMY:
Oh, no.

T.

Tommy.

Unbelievable.

FRANCO:
You got the wrong idea, man.

[MARK LANEGAN AND ISOBEL
CAMPBELL'S "COME ON OVER
(TURN ME ON)" PLAYING]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

♪ Like a thief ♪

♪ Crawling through the night ♪

♪ Like a drunk ♪

♪ Brawling in a fight ♪

♪ How should I know what is
Right from wrong? ♪

♪ Come on over
Turn me ond

♪ Tell me, baby ♪

♪ Tell me pretty lies ♪

♪ See the spider ♪

[EXHALES]

♪ Been out catching flies ♪

♪ When you leave me I know it ♪

♪ Won't be long before you ♪

♪ Come on over
Turn me ond

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ I lay awake all night ♪

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ Oh, it's Sunday soon ♪

♪ And I see the light ♪

♪ Like a blind man ♪

♪ Driving at the wheel

♪ Like a hound dog ♪

♪ Scratching out a meal ♪

♪ You and I both know ♪

♪ Where you belong

♪ Come on over
Turn me ond

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ I lay awake all night ♪

♪ Is it any wonder? ♪

♪ Oh, it's Sunday soon ♪

♪ And I see the light ♪

[♪♪]