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Excuse me. Uh, where is
walter schmidt's room, please?

Shirley.
oh.

What happened?

He's okay.
He broke a few ribs.

He's resting right now.
What happened?

He took a turn this week.

He doesn't recognize any of us
at the nursing home anymore.

He's been getting agitated,
always seems to be terrified.

How did he get hurt?

He, uh, jued out
of his bedroom window.

A hedge broke his fall
and probably saved his life.

He jumped out the window?

His dementia.
I've gotta get back there.

He's not doing so well.

I'll join you.

Oh, thanks.
I'll be fine.

Well, m-maybe
he'll recognize me.

I- I always had a great
relationship with your father.

We'd hunt, we'd fish.

Remember the time
I shot him in the calf?

Oh, you're lucky
he doesn't rember.

I'd really rather go alone.
I'd like to see him.

I was always very fond
of your father. Really?

And he always liked me.

Yes, he did.
Okay then, let's go.

Jerry, what's wrong?

I'm in trouble.
What sort of trouble?

Oh, I can't tell you.
Why can't you tell me?

You're a girl! It's man trouble?
Did you get a woman pregnant?

Dear god.

It isn't that.

Well, stop whinging
and just tell me.

Well... During the strike,
I fell in love.

What strike?
It doesn't matter.

The point is,
I met somebody wonderful.

Fab. And?

And she's suing me
for sexual assault.

Sexual assault?

Stop squealing.
You sound like a stuck pig.

What happened? Did you
touch her without her consent?

No, I would never!

She's claiming I--

She's saying...
I drugged her.

Jerry...

Did you?

Well...

Maybe a little.

I'm hoping to make it
to the island

on memorial day,

if I can dig myself
out of here.

That'd be great.
We've missed you.

Aw. Please.
mm.

So... What can I do
for you?

Well, take a breath,
have a seat, carl.

All right.

'cause this is a biggie.

Mm. Let me have it.

We want to build
an atomic bomb.

What are you talking about?

We want to build
a weapon of mass destruction

thatwecontrol.

By "we," you mean--
Nantucket.

I'm here officially as head
of the board of selectmen,

and liz is here as mayor.

We're a very small island,
totally exposed.

The homeowners

are becoming increasingly
concerned about security,

and well... We're rich,
we can afford it, we want one.

An atomic bomb...

On nantucket?

We've been denied approval
to purchase plutonium

by the nuclear regulatory
commission.

Don't you hate that?

We'd like to sue.

What kind of drugs are we taking
on the island these days?

Carl, I know it sounds crazy. You think?

But if something ever happens,

which the government says
is inevitable, by the way,

who's going to come rushing
to protect us, the vineyard?

No, no. We need to look out
for ourselves.

And fortunately,
we have the weal

and the means to do so.

You'd like...

An atomic bomb.

As soon as possible.

Oxytocin? It's a hormone, not a drug.

What does it do?

Well, essentially,
it causes people...

To trust you.

There's a hormone that causes
people to trust you?

I mainly used it for me.

It can also help people
with social anxiies.

It enabled me to trust her
as well.

I'd... Spray it on
like cologne.

It has a nice, gentle fragrance,
not too bold.

Anyway...

Dana...
That's her name...

She found out,
and she's suing me.

You're disappointed in me.

Well, I am, jerry,
truth be told.

dad?

Hey, dad.

Who are you?

Dad, it's-- it's me.
It's-- it's shirley.

You remember denny?

Denny came to say hi.

Hi, walt.

How are those, uh,
ribs healing?

Lookin' good, walt.

He doesn't like
to be touched.

Where's the attending?

I'll call for him.

A nuclear bomb
on nantucket?

Are they insane? Poor
people are insane, whitney.

Rich people are colorful.

Yes, well, assuming
the colorful people are sincere,

how can you be about to
actually take the case?

Well, first, their security
concerns are legitimate.

Second, nuclear bombs are
becoming more and more viable,

easier to build.

The world landscape one day
will be dotted with them.

Why not nantucket?
And third-- most importantly--

When an island
full of millionaires

asks us to represent them,

lorraine, we do not refer them
to another firm.

I need you three

to arm me with research
and legal analysis

as to why nantucket
shouldhave a bomb.

Hello.
I'm Dr. Bromfield.

Shirley schmidt.

Nice to meet you,

though not under
these circumstances.

Uh, this is denny crane.

Hello.
hey.

I wish I could tell you
something positive.

I'm afraid the best we can do
is try and keep him calm.

I don't dare move him.

I'm concerned
that he'll reinjure his ribs.

I would like to hook him up
to a morphine drip, please.

His injuries are causing him
considerable pain.

I'd like this done
as soon as possible.

I, um...

He-- he seems
to be comfortable now.

He's not. I know him
better than you.

I'd like the drip, please.

Ms. Schmidt...

I can't do
what you're asking me to do.

I'm asking you
to manage his pain, doctor.

I'm very sorry.

I don't think a morphine drip
is indicated here.

Ned thiel...

Is he still
chief of staff here?

He is.
Get him.

Look...

I know what you're asking for,
and I sympathize.

My own father
died of alzheimer's--

You know this, denny--
But we have laws.

This goes on all the time.
You know that.

Well, it happens sometimes
with, as I said,

patients
in severe physical pain.

But look at him.

How do we couch this
as pain management?

You simply believe me when I
tell you that he is hurting.

Come on, ned.

We're not asking
for anything

that doesn't happen
in every hospital every day.

I can't.

But if you get a court order
forcing our hand,

I suppose we'll have
no choice but to abide.

I'll argue it myself.
Let's go.

Thank you, doctor.

Uh... Denny?

i...

I- I think I would like
alan to argue this.

It's-- it's going to be tough,

getting the judge
off this dime,

and... I think this is
sort of alan's wheelhouse.

Okay.

I guess that makes sense.

Let's go get alan.

an atomic bomb...
In nantucket?

Are you kidding me?
No, I'm not, your honor.

Nor is our president kidding
when he constantly tells us

to be afraid.

Nantucket is riddled
with republicans, by the way.

They believe
our commander in chief

when he cries wolf.

They believe john mccain
as he cries double wolf.

Some even believe cheney
when he says

the bomb's already been fired at us, it's
just on a timer. The court dismisses--

Your honor, as ridiculous
as this may seem on its face,

let's consider, your honor,

nantucket is all by itself
out there.

It wouldn't be a high priority
to defend

should this country
be under attack.

Shouldn't they be allowed
to defend themselves?

I would ask you at least listen
to my client

before quashing our request.

I'll give your client
15 minutes.

3:00.

What are you looking at?

I don't mean
to sound indelicate,

but how far gone is he?
Very.

He's been virtually
uncommunicative for a while,

but... Now he...
Doesn't recognize anyone,

including me.

This man who was once
bigger than life,

a maverick...

It's obscene.

Did he execute a living will?

He did.

No extraordinary
lifesaving measures, but...

We'll be asking
a court's permissi

to put him to sleep.

yes.

The proceeding
will be rough, shirley.

Let's try to get this done.

She's coming by herself or--

No, with a lawyer.

Let's not let this
turn emotional, jerry.

I'd prefer
to be straightforward

and proffer strictly
a legal analysis. Okay.

Purring, hopping, squealing
should all be kept to a minimum.

Mm. Mm.
Oh, there she is.

Jerry.

Hello. Hello. Welcome.

Hello.

Hi, I'm pepper minkin,

ms. Dana strickland's
attorney.

Katie lloyd. Pleasure.
Hello.

Hello.

Well, why don't we go in?

Would either of you
like coffee?

I'm fine, thanks.

I'm good.
Coffee makes the ticker race.

Jerry, she's positively
stunning. I know.

How much oxytocin
did you use?

I didn't mn it like that.
Yes, you did.

The island of nantucket
is going to court today

to actually seek
legal permission

to build an atomic bomb
as part of its defense system.

Nantucket, of course being

one of the richest towns in
america-- back in court at 3:00 today.

Nobody, of course, expects
this request to be granted,

but stranger things
have happened.

Did I mention this case
might get a little press?

Carl, I'm begging you, let
me in on this. Uh, well, denn

as you can see, we're already
a little thick with lawyers.

All my life, I'd hoped
that somehow, someday,

i'd be called upon
to help build a nuclear bomb.

Could there be anything more
american than to be part

of blowing up another country?
I got chills. Ah. Um...

Denny can take my place.

With all due respect, I don't
want to be part of this.

I think this case
is reprehensible.

I'm sure texas would love
to have its own bomb.

Maybe alabama, too.

Have you given any thought...
What if we should win this case?

We won't.

And that makes it okay?

Take a despicable cause
for a pile of money

because youknow
you won't win?

What a girl.
No wonder he wears dresses.

I'm not doing this case.

Girl.

I'm in.

He doesn't want
to live like this.

His mind is rotting away,
m- much of it's already gone.

His organs are shutting down,
he's incontinent.

The indignity
is beyond words.

When you father was competent,
did you two ever discuss...

We did.
He signed a living will.

He did not want to be kept alive
by extraordinary means.

But we're not talking about
keeping him alive

with any extraordinary means.

You're here asking
for permission to euthanize him.

My father
is in extreme discomfort.

I am asking to manage his pain
with morphine.

Yes, you have to couch it
in those terms

to get the court order,
but, ms. Schmidt,

you're not denying
what this is really about,

are you? Are you denying
this happens all the time

under the heading
of "pain management"?

When there is actual pain
to manage,

but here, your father

isn't in any real
physical discomfiture.

He's-- he's probably not even
aware of his mental state.

The pain we're talking about
managing here is yours.

First of all,

my father suffered
some broken ribs.

He is in pain.

Second, the agitation
he experiences--

The fear, the anxiety--

Are an extreme form
of discomfiture, Mr. Hollis.

Please do not suggest to me
that he does not anguish.

The other fact...

Is what, sir?

Well, the pain
we're talking about

is from injuries
that will heal.

In cases where morphine drips
have been turned up

with fatal results,

it's irreversible pain,
which,

I certainly sympathize
with the family's position.

If it were my father,

I would probably
want to do the same thing.

But the law
simply doesn't allow it.

I read an article that said
people in comas

can actually experience
physical pain.

Is that true?
yes.

Do you think it's possible
that a conscious person

could be experiencing pain,

but because of his advanced
mental deterioration,

that he be incapable
of communicating that pain?

I suppose it's possible.

So if a doctor, say,
wanted to make such a finding,

let's say the patient was
his own father, say,

he might be able to find pain,
prescribe the morphine,

and nobody could state to
a reasonable medical certainty

that he was wrong.

I'd like to think
that my medical ethics

would prevent me
from doing that.

I see. So in your opinion,

the medically ethical thing
to do here

is let this person's brain
continue to rot

until all his vital organs
shut down,

he shrinks to 85 pounds,
his esophagus closes up

so he can no longer eat,

and he begins to suffer
grand mal seizures?

These are the ethics you bring
to this courtrm today.

It's a sad day indeed

when the science of love
is chemically manipulated.

Men ply women with
a little wine on occasions.

Women have been known to
throw on intoxicating perfumes.

My client spritzed himself
with a little cologne.

Laced with a hormone,
ms. Lloyd,

one naturally released
in the body during orgasm.

It influences
one's ability to bond.

Doctors call it
the nesting hormone.

It's a far cry
from perfume.

But as I understand
my client, he used it as much

to relax himself--
That doesn't make it right.

Jerry never meant
to victimize her.

May I respond?
Certainly.

I regarded you
as profoundly honest,

and to discover
that you were deceitful

in the most personal
of ways...

It's not simply that I-I don't
trust you any longer, jerry.

How am I
supposed to trust myself...

To bond with anybody?

Mr. Engels,
how are you employed?

Uh, I was hired as a physicist
by the town of nantucket.

Hired for what?

Uh, to design
an atomic bomb for them.

And are you capable
of doing that? Quite.

Could you describe, generally,
how one makes them?

Uh, yes. Uh, well, you have
your fissionable material,

say plutonium, in the middle,

encapsulated in a metallic
sphere lined with beryllium,

which promotes
the fission process.

Uh, outside that
are shaped charges of dynamite.

Now when the dynamite explodes,
the plutonium compressed.

It reaches critical mass,
it fissions,

and boom!

Sorry. I...
Always get a kick out of...

Doing that.

Um, I guess the question is,
uh, what's to stop anybody

from having a bomb
if it's this simple?

Uh, well, money.

The real difficulty
is in obtaing

the fissionable material, say
plutonium or enriched uranium.

But once you have that,
the rest is easy.

And this bomb would actually
be viable? Oh, yeah. Yes.

Um, you see, the thing about
the nuclear bomb, your honor,

is that it doesn't
have tbe made perfect.

Um, the one they dropped
on hiroshima

had 60 kilos
of enriched uranium in it,

and only about 1% of that actually
fissioned. So over 90% of that bomb was a dud?

yes.

But I mean,
as far as duds go-- boom!

Sorry.

boom
boom goes london

and boom paris
boom

more room for you and
more room for me ooh

and every city

the whole world round

will just be another

american town

oh, they all hate us anyhow

they all hate us anyhow how

so let's drop the big one

now

so, bill, what's going on?
What do you mean?

What I mean is,
this is a ridiculous case.

I've never known you
to be a ridiculous man.

So why don't you tell me
what you're up to?

Do you realize
what a target nantucket is?

When you think of
the iconic staples of america

that the world so hates-- rich
people, wall street gluttons,

evil politicians,
hollywood producers--

They all have homes
on nantucket.

It's one-stop shopping.

Bill... What are you up to?

Look, I know this lawsuit
is absurd.

Now we can't possibly win it. Ah. But?

But we have a presidential
election coming up,

and all we hear about
is the war, the economy,

the mortgage crisis,
the recession.

Nuclear proliferation has been
pushed right off the table.

None of the candidates are talking
about it. Nuclear proleration.

Do you realize bush tore up
the arms treaty?

We offered to sell
nuclear technology

to civilians in india--
Civilians, for god sakes--

And nobody's even discussing
this. So this lawsuit...

It's a way to put the topic
back on the table.

It's not just terrorists
we need to fear, carl.

It's countries, too.

So, yeah,
you go get 'em, counselor.

You go get me mybomb.

hey.

hey.

So... How was your day?

Oh... Same old--

Went to court,
trying to kill my father.

you?

Trying to get nantucket
a bomb.

Oh, are we stuck in a rut?

Is there anything I can do?

It's funny, you turn on tv
and see...

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about how to have
a better life.

Why can't we help people
to have a better death?

Shirley, you and I know
the only thing more powerful

than the religious right
or, well, god in this country--

The pharmaceutical companies.

The best chance
at physician-assisted suicide

is for some big drug company
to invent the euthanasia pill.

They'll lobby congress.

Done deal.

I Miss you.

I Miss you, too.

Should we get back together?

At least until, you know,
dad's dead.

I could help you
through the rough times.

I don't know any man

who is more adorable
with his cynicism.

Anything you need,
i'm here.

Thank you, carl.

I think for now what I need
is just to sit here alone.

You just flat-out refused
to work on the case?

yes.

And heidn't fire you?
He likes me.

Whenever I'm around him,
I slap on a little oxytocin,

and he's like putty.
Oh, very funny.

Did you slap on a dress
while you're at it,

sing him a song, poop-head?!
Jerry.

Oh, what?!
Sorry.

Listen, I've read up
on the science of this hormone.

While there's no evidence
it can make one fall in love,

it evidently
can facilitate bonding.

Some trapists
actually prescribe it

for relationship maintenance.

Bottom line-- she very much does
have a case, I'm sorry to say.

If this case is to go away,

I think you'll have to
accomplish it.

You need to talk directly to her
and hope she's persuaded.

Okay. I'll... I've set up
another meeting for 3:00.

Be candid,
speak from the heart, humbly,

do not snivel,
and no matterwhathappens,

you must refrain
from calling her a poop-head.

Can you manage that?

This is not a new debate,
but the fact

that we still continue to
have the debate in this country

baffles me.

People are helped to die
every single day

in virtually every hospital,
in hospices, at home,

all under the "wink wink"
of pain management.

And yet
every time someone suggests

bringing this practice
out of the closet,

opponents leap up, screaming
there's potential for abuse,

we'll end up killing people
who want to live.

Come on.

If there's potential for abuse,

then by all means,
let's regulate it.

Have an administrative hearing
or go to court

like we're doing now,

but there's
much more potential for abuse

when we do it secretly. No, no, no. Now
there's a good reason for the secrecy.

The last thing we want to do

is to cultivate
a culture of suicide.

Almost 20% of today's teenagers
contemplate

taking their own lives
at one time or another.

A recent 5-year analysis

showed a 20% rise in suicides
among middle-aged people.

It's becoming epidemic.
Not the time to lift the stigma.

We would not be sending the message
that-- oh, yes, we would, Mr. Shore.

You make it permissible,

that's one step closer
to making it acceptable.

And the real danger
is that elderly parents

start thinking it's maybe their
duty to spare their children

so they won't drain their
finances. This would not be th case.

It could be tomorrow's case. Which is
why we take it on a case by case basis,

addressing all the concerns
you raised.

But why must we have
an absolute blanket ban

when it causes

such immeasurable suffering
for so many?

Because it's not
potential for abuse

that's really in play,
counsel.

Let's all admit that.
It's politics.

And the legislature gets to make
the laws, not the judges.

But it's for the judges
to safeguard the constitution.

Included therein is our
fundamental right to privacy.

Can there be anything
more private, more personal

than the destiny
of one's own body, one's life?

It's also for the judges
to step in and be huma

when a gutless,
politically expedient congress

refuses to do so.

My god, we put dogs to sleep

to spare
their needless suffering.

Why don't we extend the same
compassion to human beings?

This man is terminal.
He will die.

He fears people,
all people.

He can't control his bowels.

He has
an utter lack of cognizance

and an inability to have
any meaningful exchange,

or even contact.

Would you choose to live
like that? Would anybody?

To allow assisted suicide
is to say that life itself

has no intrinsic value,
no sanctity.

Oh, baloney. I'm saying
walter schmidt's life,

in its current state,
has no intrinsic value.

He lies in his bed
with no apparent capacity

to discern or think.

His days have devolved
into a horrible cycle

of soiling his bedsheets

and screaming incoherently

at the very touch of the nurse
who cleans him.

His life is a misery.
I'm sorry.

There is no sanctity
in that.

I don't care what...

I'm sorry.

My, uh, best friend
has alzheimer's,

in the very early stages.

It hasn't...

He is a...
Grand lover of life,

and will be for some time.

I believe even when his mind
starts to really go,

he'll still fish

and he'll laugh and love.

And as it progresses,
he'll still nt to live

because there'll be
value for him,

in a friendship,
in a cigar, in...

Truth is, I don't think
he'll ever come to me and say,

"this is the day
I want to die."

But the day is coming,

and he won't know it.

This is perhaps the...

The most insidious thing
about alzheimer's, it...

But you see...

He trustsmeto know
when that day has arrived.

He trusts me

to safeguard his dignity,

his legacy

and self-respect.

He trustsmeto prevent his end

from becoming a mindless
piece of mush.

And I will.

It will be
an unbearably painful...

Thing for me.

But I will do it
because I love him.

I will end his suffering

because it's the only decent,
humane and loving thing

a person can do.

Ms. Schmidt is here today
because she loves her father.

She's asking you
to show mercy

that the law refuseso.

She is asking you
to play god.

Your honor, whatever one's
belief in god,

I know we can all agree,

some lives are taken
far too early,

and others...

Far too late.

I really don't like
playing god.

I do believe in god,
by the way.

I believe there's a sanctity
to every human life.

The idea that doctors
and relatives

get to start weighing
the quality of a given life

to decide who shall live,
who shall die,

it horrifies me.

And I see
tremendous potential for abuse.

But there is no suggestion
of such abuse here.

Mr. Schmidt is terminal.

His condition is irreversible.
He is suffering.

The law allows patients
to refuse medical treatment

even when to do so means death.

It allows the disconnection of
nutrition and hydration tubes,

thereby basically
starng the person to death.

What rational distinction
can there be

for not allowing
a more humane method?

Plaintiff's motion is granted.

Ms. Schmidt,
my prayers are with you.

Adjourned.

First, let me say,

I have thought deeply
about my actions,

for which, I conclude,
I have no excuse.

Accordingly, I will not
seek to proffer any.

However...

The thing
about love, sweetheart,

is, come on, we all
throw up fronts and...

The thing about love is,

people often try
to remake themselves

in their lover's eyes,

especially
in new relationships.

We want to present

the most flattering version
of ourselves.

We want to seem smarter,
funnier.

We... Pretend to be
something we're not.

i...

I wanted you to think
I was...

More confident
than I am.

I wanted you
to feel safer with me

than women typically feel.

I wanted to have an edge,

which...
Clearly, I do not enjoy.

You are a beautiful woman.

I am an odd man

who stutters, purrs,

coos, squeaks...

With all the self-confidence
of a mayfly.

But like it or not, babe,
this is what you get, and...

All of this is to say...

I did a remarkably stupid,

unforgivable thing...

Because I have fallen
in love with you,

and I am desperate for you
to fall in love with me.

Your honor, we're trying
to build a world

where we have fewer weapons as opposed
to more. Oh, that's simply not true.

Bush tore up the arms control treaties. I am
not gonna get into a foreign policy debate.

Suffice it to say
that nuclear bombs

belong in the hands of stable,
sovereign, res-- stable?

Not-- iran may have
a bomb, for god sakes.

North korea has one.

It is the united states
government's job to protect us,

not some
tony resort island.

Our federal government
is broken.

We have illegal aliens
streaming across the border.

Our military
is bogged down in iraq,

maybe for a hundred years
if the supreme court

gets to pick
our president again.

The national guard
is depleted.

We can't protect a levee in
new orleans against a hurricane.

Andcomeon,
everybody has a bomb--

France, china, russia...

Israel...
Iran,

with that whack job
"i'm in a dinner jacket."

Why not nantucket? They're far
more reasonable, more stable.

And hey, how about this?
They're on our side.

Why can't they have a bomb?

Okay, I've heard enough.

Mr. Sack,

you can't expect me
to grant your request here.

Sure I can. Watch.

I had my clerk
do a little research.

It wasn't pretty.
You're right.

Our current president tore up
the arms control treaties.

A lot of countries
seem to be getting the bomb now.

And you left out pakistan,

which is perhaps
the scariest of all.

They might be on our side today,

but it's not a stretch
to see islamic extremists

taking over there,
and then what?

Their nuclear arsenal
is massive.

This in the country
where bin laden may be hiding.

And we're supposed to feel safe

with whatever rogue government
is in place?

My god.

I don't have the answer.

But in my gut,
I simply cannot believe

it lies in giving
an atomic bomb to nantucket.

Plaintiff's motion is denied.
We're adjourned.

First we got the bomb
and that was good

'cause we love peace
and motherhood

then russia got the bomb,
but that's okay

'cause the balance of power's
maintained that way

who's next?

who?

Oh, france got the bomb,
but don't you grieve

'cause they're on our side,
I believe

china got the bomb,
but have no fears

they can't wipe us out
for at least five years...

Oh. Hello.
Welcome. Hello.

I got your message.

I'm here.

Dana, I...

I don't know
how else to convey

how sorry I am--

Jerry...

I'm sorry as well.

As hurt and as betrayed
as I felt...

Suing you?

That was wrong.

I believe you are the man
I thought you were.

Just...

Well, maybe
a little more vulnerable

than I realized.

I... Is there...

Do we have a chance
of getting back?

I... Would like that,
actually.

I-- I'd really like that.

How's he doing?

We started the drip
three hours ago.

His breath
has slowed almost to...

He was quite a man.

Strong, freewheeling...

A lawyer's lawyer.

And a daughter's father.

I've known this day was coming
for some time.

I... I even prayed for it,

knowing it would be a blessing,

but...

No matter...

I don't...

I don't think
anyone's ever prepared

for a parent to die,

no matter what you think.

yes.

Alan, thank u.

With all your nonsense, I...

I fully expect
to have to fire you one day.

I just want you to know,
when that day comes,

it'll be harder for me.

yep.

Where is she now?

Carl's with her.

I saw my future, alan,

when I went to see him.

I saw what lies ahead
for me.

That's not
what lies ahead for you.

Like the doctor said,

you smoke, you drink,
you play with loaded firearms.

You'll go before
the mad cow can get you.

I was in the courtroom today.
I heard your closing.

When the day comes...

Ifit comes...

We should go to oregon,
where it's legal.

They got some
great steelhead runs in oregon.

We could fish
the mighty rogue.

It's only fitting.

I mean,
I am the mighty rogue

when you think about it.

Yes, you are.

What a way to check out--

A scotch in one hand,
a steelhead in the other.

And in your hands...

Would be me.

If I could make
that deal with god,

i'd do so right now.

That's only because if you
could delay death

until you were finally able
to catch a steelhead,

you'd out live us all.

I'm sorry...
But you're a lousy fisherman.

It needed to be said.

I know what you're doing.

You're trying
to change the subject.

Nny, if you were
in that courtroom,

you saw how difficult it was
for me to think of you dying.

I'd just like to enjoy my scotch
and not have to think of it now.

So just... Sit there
with your cigar,

if you don't mind,
and blow smoke.

It's what you're best at.
Fine.

Fine.

You don't have to be
so huffy about it.

I had a day.

Sleepover?

Fine.