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S01E10
A Thought and a Soul

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Who is this?

I might say it's your son,

but I'm hearing that might
not be the truth anymore.

I have nothing
to say to you, Rusty.

Nothing more?

Well, that would imply

you actually had something
to say to me at some point.

When I think about it...

I can't remember us
ever having a conversation.

Remember you yelling at me,

screaming at me,
calling me asshole,

beating the shit out of me.

But I can't remember us
ever having a conversation.

Well, I can.

I can remember having

a rather lovely
heart-to-heart chat with you.

You... you must've been
about 18 years old.

The first time
you were locked up

for some meaningless bullshit
strong-arm crap that you'd done.

You remember that?

I remember saying to you, Rusty,

"Rusty, you've got to
take a different road.

A new approach.

Those days
are over and done with.

That kind of behavior,
that violent-streak behavior

is no longer gonna be tolerated
by me or by the police."

And do you remember
what you said to me?

No, I don't. You don't.

Well, that's why we've never had
a talk like that since.

Do you understand?

Because you don't remember shit.

You don't know shit.
You never learn shit.

Good night, Rusty.
Have a good night.

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

Hold on.

I got to ask you one thing.

Is it true?

Is what true?

Am I not your son?

I don't know.

But if you ever were
really my son...

You're my son no longer.

Oh, look who it is.

What a surprise.

The sarge has paid us a visit.

- Hey, kids. How's everybody doing?
- Hey, daddy.

- Hey, dad.
- Hey, dad.

I hope you are here
to apologize to me.

For what? For helping you out?
For saving your marriage?

Saving my marriage?

My marriage is fine,

but the more
you butt into my shit,

the more problems you create.

Hey, leave your father alone.

See what I'm talking about?

So, what are
you doing here, dad?

What's the purpose
of this visit tonight?

What? I can't come by
to see my grandkids?

No, no, of course you can.

I'm sure they'd love to see you.

Hey, kids,
what kind of fun stuff

did you do with grandpa tonight?

- We watched TV.
- Homework.

Oh. Eh, nothing. That figures.

If you don't mind, gonna have
a conversation with my wife now.

- Try and stay out of it.
- Yeah.

So, I assume
you're still mad at me?

No, I'm not mad.

I'm disappointed in you,
confused by you.

Disappointed. That's worse.

I would rather you were still
pissed off at me.

Those are the breaks.

Well, maybe
I can make it up to you

by taking you out
for your birthday tonight.

- And I thought you forgot.
- Are you kidding me?

I've been out all day
planning this night for you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, I got tickets to a show,

I made reservations
at a very nice restaurant...

And, uh, my dad's
gonna watch the kids for us.

Are you sure?
'Cause he never mentioned that.

- He didn't mention that?
- Mnh-mnh.

Didn't he? Hey, dad.

You knew today was Christine's
birthday, right?

I mean, that's why
you came over to visit.

No, I had no idea.
Why didn't you say something?

- Happy Birthday, beautiful.
- Thank you.

And you know what she would love
more than anything?

For you to stay home tonight
and watch the kids

so I can take her
out to dinner and a show.

What do you say?
What'd I tell you?

He'd love nothing more.

And, pops, I promise you
when I get home later,

we can talk about the case.

Thank you, Mr. Muldoon.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Now, what do you
want to talk about?

So, me and Ryan
have been thinking,

and we think it would be best to
have a small wedding instead.

Well, why's that?

Well, since we don't have
a big family

with just the boys and me.

Und mich hast du vergessen.

And since Ryan's family
is so big

with his eight brothers
and sisters and all their kids,

and we just think
it would be best

to keep it small and simple.

How small you thinking?

Just us and you
and Ryan's parents.

Und schon wieder sagst du das.

Ich soll nicht dabei sein?

No, mom.
Nobody's leaving you out.

Let her talk.

Well, why do you
want to do that?

I already told you
I could pay for the wedding

as long as you guys don't
go overboard.

I know.

But this is what we want.

Are you sure?

Come on, sweetheart.
I-it's your day.

I want it to be a special day.

I don't want you to think you're
doing me any favors, Agnes.

All right?

I could take care of it.

You know, I'll find the money
if I have to.

Okay?

Hello?

Hey, Charlie. It's me.

I know you said to only use this
number in case of an emergency,

but I need to see you.

Hey, how are you, Sarge?

Yeah, I, uh...
I can meet you later tonight.

I-I'm supposed to
work tonight, Charlie.

You can't come now?

Yeah, no.

Uh, I'm sorry, Sarge.
I can't do it.

Okay, I-I have a date
at 8:00 at the Waldorf.

Maybe you could meet me
before that at the bar?

All right, let's, uh...
let's say 7:30.

Okay, thank you.

All right, thank you.

I'll see you soon, Sarge.

Look,
I-I don't want to hear

another thing about
a small wedding, all right?

Tell Ryan your father said
it was a stupid idea

and we're sticking
to the original plan.

Okay?

I don't want
to talk about any money.

Okay, daddy. Thank you.

Charlie, du verwoehnst sie.

I got it, mom.

Mr. Handy, how are you?

Ah, J.P.

Congratulations
are in order, I hear.

Oh, thank you.

The old man was
all too happy to walk away.

You got to see the place
he got himself in Palm Beach.

Right on the golf course.

Ah. I got to be
thinking about that myself.

So, we got any idea
what's going on here?

Uh, it's probably about Rusty.

Like your father,

I know the big guy's been
thinking of retiring.

I just hope
he puts Tommy in charge.

Hey, pal.

You gonna drink it or just
stare at it all night long?

What's your name, friend?

Ed. What's yours?

None of your goddamn business.

What do you do for a living, Ed?

I work in advertising.

Wife and kids?

Yeah.

Got an 18-year-old boy.

When you get home tonight,

I want you to give him
a hug and a kiss,

and then I want you
to thank the good lord

that you've just been spared.

Will you do that for me, Ed?

Will you?

Yes.

Gentlemen, all I can say is that
I appreciate your sentiment.

But my decision is final.

There comes a point
in every man's life

when he knows
it's time to walk away,

and that time for me is now.

I'm envious of you, Joe.

I wish I had the balls
or the brains to walk away.

Eh, sadly both balls and brains
seem to be lacking

in the West Side these days.

All right, here's the way
it will go down, gents.

Now, J.P., your father and I have agreed

that both the dolans
and the handigans

should split control
of the unions.

My pops filled me in, Mr. Patton.

You're leaving Brooklyn
in good hands.

And, Handigan, of course,
your organization

will keep control
of the West Side.

And you'll add
all of our gambling

and bookmaking operations
to that.

And we'll keep your people on,
too, Joe.

You tell them that.

And, Corky,

you'll, uh, keep control
of the loan sharking, of course.

But now you'll have
the numbers, as well.

Thank you.

And, uh, same be true here.

All your guys stay on.

That's good.

But here's
the most important thing.

From this day forward...

none of you will have anything
to do with my son, Rusty.

Or my brother, Tom.

As far as I'm concerned,

from now on, they're fair game.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

Yes. Yes, sir.

Well, gentlemen.

Let's raise our glasses
to Joe Patton...

hell's kitchen's favorite son.

Hear, hear.

Illegitimate son.

What do you want me to say?

She insisted
on a personal escort home,

and I was more than happy
to oblige.

You kidding me? That old broad?
She wasn't that old, was she?

What does it matter?

You did the right thing.
You walked her home.

Whether or not
you should've banged her,

it was too dark for me to tell.

Oh, trust me,
I did the right thing.

- Oh yeah?
- O'Bannon, you got a call.

I'll transfer it to your desk.

Hello?

Sean, hey.
It's, uh... it's Dee.

I'm sorry to call you at work.

It's just...
it's... it's an emergency.

What kind of an emergency?

Got another asshole
at your apartment

that needs car remodeling?

Sean, I'm sorry
about that, okay?

But he was a friend.

Nothing happened, I promise.

Yeah, I'm sure that's why you came to
the window wearing nothing but your robe.

What do you want me to say, Sean?
I'm sorry.

Well, I'm sorry, too.

And please extend my condolences
to your buddy's windshield.

Sean, please.

Please, look, I need to
speak with you... it's serious.

Oh, serious?

I thought you didn't want
to get serious.

Sean, please stop being cute.

I wouldn't be calling you
if it wasn't important.

Listen, Dee, whatever it is,

I don't care,
because you know what?

I got nothing to say to you.

Yeah. He's got a new broad
in town... my grandma.

Right, Seanie?

That's hilarious.

He works for Motherway and Kriegel.

- He said it's a publishing company.
- Uh-huh.

- Anything else?
- No.

- And you never met this guy before?
- No.

He said he got my number
from a friend of his,

but he didn't say who.

All right.

He didn't hurt you
or anything, did he?

No. He just shorted me.

All right, well, uh, I'll
find out what I can about him.

I'll track him down.
Don't worry about it.

Thank you.

Of course.

And thanks again
for the other night.

My mom really liked you.

Yeah, that was
an interesting meal, huh?

She thought you were very handsome.

Yeah, well, your mother
needs to get her eyes checked.

No, Charlie.

You are handsome.

Very much so.

So, uh...

Which one of these guys
is your date?

He's not here yet.

Yeah?

Is this one of your regulars?

When he comes to town.

Yeah? And where's he from?

Nashville.

He staying at the hotel here?

Yeah, that's...
that's why I'm here.

What's, he rich?

I'm not sure.

And what's he look like?

Sort of handsome, I guess.

Kind of average.

So, uh, probably don't want to sit here

and talk to me all night, right?

Maybe you should go.

Okay.

Um, so, what are you gonna do?

Go home to the kids?

Yeah.

Gonna finish my drink
and then I'm gonna go.

It's always nice to see you.

- Hey, Chelsea.
- Hey, fortune.

How come
you never called Helena?

She was asking me
about you again.

I don't know,

I-I think I'm gonna just stay
independent for a little while.

It's gonna catch up to you,
you know.

One of these assholes
is gonna come mess you up

worse than you got it
the last time.

Remember how I got this?

Yeah.

Maybe I'll call her soon.

- You should.
- Excuse me.

- Hi. How are you doing?
- Hello.

Hey, pal,
let me get another one.

Yeah.

I'm Chelsea.

Nice meeting you.

So, who's dead now?

Just went for a walk.

- Clear my head.
- Yeah?

Well, the shit's really
hitting the fan, Rusty.

On top of that meeting
they're having tonight,

I just got word that that prick
Muldoon stopped by the office,

had a nice long talk
with your father.

Any idea what about?

Oh, I don't know.

Might have something to do

with the half dozen bodies
you left lying around.

But my guess is the old man
gave you up to that pig.

And that's all the more reason, Rusty,

for you to do what I'm telling you
you got to get out of town.

If Muldoon catches up to you,
you're going back for a stretch.

Another stretch.
A good one this time.

Sounds like you're trying
to get rid of me, Uncle Red.

I'm trying
to save your ass, Rusty.

Look, just let me
keep an eye on things.

You go away for a little while,

this all blows over,
you come back.

Okay?

You'll keep an eye on things
for me?

Of course.

You know, give it a month or so.

Go someplace warm.
Get some sun. Jesus.

Take your girl, Kay, with you.

Call me in about a month.

Call me here
and I'll let you know

if it's safe to come back, okay?

Okay.

You tell me when.

You didn't like it, did you?

No, it was terrific.

But if I wted
to spend four hours

with a bunch of drunks, hookers,
and degenerate gamblers,

we could've just hit the bars
over on 10th Avenue.

You're a real barrel of monkeys,
you know that?

Yeah, but, uh,
that's why you love me, right?

So, you make a wish?

- Want to guess what it was?
- I think I have a pretty good idea.

Don't think for a second
you're out of the woods.

- I'm still upset with you.
- I know, I know. And I'm sorry.

I understand I haven't been

the easiest to deal with
the last couple weeks,

but in my defense,
I've been a little preoccupied

with my Uncle's murder
and my father's insistence

that I help solve this thing.

Figured that's why your father
paid us a visit this evening.

What? You didn't buy his B.S.

That he just missed
his grandkids so much?

Look, I don't want
to sound like an ingrate, ay

this is all very nice.

The show, this beautiful dinner,

the night at the hotel
a few weeks ago,

but I don't need
any of this stuff.

I know you don't.

But like I just said,

I have been
a pain in the ass lately

and I just wanted
to make it up to you.

And it is your birthday, so we're
allowed to splurge a little bit, right?

But I don't understand how
you can have money for all this

but we can't afford to move.

Unless there's
another contract from work.

Well, to be perfectly honest,
the tickets were on the arm,

but the steaks and champagne,
we're gonna have to pay for.

Thank you.

So, uh...

Guess where I was this morning.

I thought you were working.

- I lied.
- Great.

So, where were you?

Bayside, Queens.

Went to go look at a little
house for sale outhere.

- You did not.
- I did.

And I think we should go for it.

Are you serious?

So, am I out of the woods now?

Yeah.

Happy Birthday, baby.

Thank you.

Whoa, hey, gorgeous.

Wow, you are looking a lot better
than the last time I saw you.

- You know, with the...
- I'm only letting you in here

because your sister
needs to speak to you.

Don't give me
a reason to change my mind.

Yeah, 'course, 'course, 'course.

- My apologies. Where is she?
- In the bedroom.

- Land of missed opportunities.
- Now is not the time. Go to her.

Okay. All right.
Okay. All right.

Dee. What's go... whoa.
What's going on?

What happened?

Somebody hurt you?

You... you tell me who it is right now,
I'm gonna get a baseball bat,

and I'm gonna bash
their freaking head in.

No, it's not that.
It's not that.

What is it?

Dee.

You're the only family I got.

So, please don't freak out on me
when I tell you.

Dee, what the hell
are you talking about?

You're scaring
the shit out of me.

I'm pregnant.

Oh, wow.

Oh, wow.

It's Sean's, isn't it?

You got any beer in the house?

It's in the fridge.

Yeah.

- Get back in there.
- I am going.

Hey, look, Dee, I don't...

I don't know what you're
planning to do with this baby.

You know, what y'rthinking.

But you should know
last time I saw Sean, uh...

He was talking
about you two getting married,

going the whole nine.

You know, for what that's worth.

Oh, come here.

Come here, come here, come here,
come here, come here.

I screwed up.

Yeah, what are...
what are you doing?

I'm supposed to be the screw-up.

You know?

Shh. Shh. Shh. Shh. Shh. Shh.

Are you sure this
is what you want to do?

You gave away an awful lot
of good business today.

It's the only choice
I have, Finbar.

You're the ones that are
gonna have the problem.

Rusty and Thomas are not
gonna take this lying down.

You kidding me?

We handled tougher guys
than those two.

In the '20s and '30s,

we had Legs, Cole, Madden,
and their crews.

We took care of them.

We can take care of
Rusty and Tommy.

We were a couple
of hard cases, weren't we?

The hardest.

And what good did it do us?

We're still here.

We survived.

Survive. That's a hell of
a thing to hang your hat on.

We survived.

Some of us didn't even do that.

You sure you want
to do this, Monk?

Sure as I got a thought
and a soul.

Thank you.

So, you miss me, baby?

Mm, you know I did.

I've been counting the days, you know?

So, hey, you gonna finish that
drink, or you want to get to it?

Let's just head upstairs.

All right.

I swear, there's something about
you New York girls

that I just can't resist.

I mean, the gams on you.

Hot damn.

You know what I mean, buddy?

Ain't she a beauty?

Huh?

Well, you're a beauty
no matter what he thinks.

Right this way, darlin'.
Champagne's on ice.

God damn it.
Where did I leave the key?

Ah, right here.

Hey, you have
a good night, buddy.

There we go.

After you.

Hello, Mr. Muldoon.

What do you say, grandpa?

So, how were the kids?

Oh, they're sound asleep.
They're a couple of angels.

- Let me help you with that.
- Thank you.

And they are
very good listeners,

especially after
I threatened them with my cane.

Oh, fantastic.

All right,
I'm gonna check on them,

make sure they're still alive.

So...

Guess what.

Your meddling paid off.

I'm gonna buy
the house in Queens,

and we do not need your help.

Good for you.

Okay, brass tacks.

What about our investigation?

So, here's the deal.

Everything points to Rusty,
but we can't prove it.

It also seems
like he's responsible

for this rash of killings
all over the neighborhood.

What does Patton say about it?

I went to see him today.

Figured I'd try
and reason with him.

Thought he would want to put an
end to this as badly as we do.

I take it
that didn't go very well.

No, it did not.

Just kind of gave me
the runaround,

so I had to tell him
in no uncertain terms

that we are done with him
and his organization.

You were hoping he was gonna
give up his own son.

Remember what I told you?
Family's family.

I know. I know.

Because you know
if it was anybody but Rusty

who's responsible
for these murders,

Patton would've had a psycho
like this whacked weeks ago

and no one would be the wiser.

What are you gonna do about him?

I mean, you know,
when all this started,

I could give a shit who was
responsible for killing Mr. O.

Really? Surprise, surprise.

But now that I know it's Rusty,
I want to nail his ass.

Attago, Terry.

I was really starting
to get worried that, uh...

That I had raised a pacifist.

All right, boys.
Time to wrap it up.

It's funny, Monk.

Fathers, they always
fantasized about...

about leaving something
for their sons, you know?

They build fortunes.
They build saloons.

Businesses.

I always felt that...

I just felt Rusty
would come around, you know?

He'd... he'd get away
from all this craziness and...

start using his brains.

Never happened... he just got
crazier and crazier and crazier.

You've always got Gerry.

No, no, no.

Gerry...
Gerry was the smart one.

He got out when he was young.

Moved to California,
the hell with this place.

He couldn't be persuaded
to come back?

I don't want him to come back.

I want him out there.

His job now is taking care of
her, taking care of Rosemary.

You know, she's the one that would
really know what to do with all this.

The smartest one of the bunch.

And tough, too. Jesus.

No, that's why
I want her out there.

I want her in California.
I want her to go to college.

I want her
to have a decent life.

Not live in this shit
with the rest of us.

Off to the airport, then?

Yeah. And go find Rusty.

God forgive me.

What a day.

Kill my brother and my son.

All right, let's go.

With pleasure, sir.

Ina! Did you hear about this?

Joe Patton was killed.

It says he and his driver were
killed in a car bombing.

And his brother Thomas was
killed in a separate shooting.

"While his older, more
notorious brother Joseph Patton

fell victim to an apparent
mobster hit car explosion,

Thomas 'Tommy Red' Patton,

also alleged to have been
a high-ranking officer

within the Irish mob
crime organization,

was discovered
murdered in the..."

"The streets
of hell's kitchen

run red with blood
of the Irish mafia.

At this time,
detectives have no witnesses

and no signicant
physical evidence

from either crime scene,
according to a police spokesman.

A neighborhood resident said,

'these murders
will never get solved.

People who witness a murder
in hell's kitchen

are smart enough to know
you don't talk to the cops.'"

So, what do you think?
Is that true?

Well, solving these cases
isn't the issue.

It's convicting these assholes
that's the problem.

Muldoon.

So, who was it?

I think you and I both know
who it was.

All right, then what are you
gonna do about it?

First I got to find
this piece of shit.

Listen, if he's really the guy,

there's no way he's still
in the city.

H-he'd be long gone by now.

Yeah, you would think,
but fortunately for us,

Rusty Patton is not known
for his smarts, is

I will call you later today.

All right, babe. Sorry.
I got to run, all right?

Okay.

Have a good day.

Terry. Terry, wait a minute.

Terry. Wait a minute.

- Look.
- What is it?

I'm just... I'm worried.

Are you gonna be okay today?

Yeah, I'm gonna be fine.

Can you tell me
where it is you're going?

Well, I got to go to the office,

and then after that,
I'm gonna stop in and see Kay.

Kay? Why Kay's?

I think she might know
where Rusty is.

Just promise me
you'll be careful, all right?

Yeah, babe, come here.
Come here.

You got nothing
to worry about, all right?

- I'm gonna be fine.
- Yeah.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- All right.
- All right.

- I'll see you later.
- All right.

It's gonna be okay.

Hello?

Hey, Stacy, how you doing?
It's Charlie.

Oh, hey, Charlie.

What's going on?

Oh, nothing.
I'm over here at work.

Listen, I, uh... I looked up
Motherway and Kriegel.

It's on 48th and Madison.

But there's this, uh, gin mill
around the corner.

It's called Matthews.

It's where
all those pricks hang out.

I was wondering maybe
we could meet for lunch

and you could, uh,
point this guy out to me.

Wait, wait. Hold on one second.

Shea, what are you doing?

I'm waiting for the captain.

Yeah? So what?
Wait somewhere else.

No, thank you.

You want to, uh...
you want to meet for lunch

and you can, uh,
point this guy out to me?

But he said
he doesn't usually hang out

with the guys from the office.

We got to assume everything

these guys are telling you
is a lie, Stace.

Okay. Um...

I'll... I'll see you there
at 12:30.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Hey, Bull!

Hey, Bull.

Look, I was talking to tuuch.

There's some shit going on in the
office you should know about.

- Yeah? What's that?
- Somebody's on the outs.

Oh, Vince told you that?

Yeah, and he
said he has it under good authority.

He doesn't know whose
head's gonna roll.

Johanson has his eyes set
on one of us.

But you didn't hear that
from me, all right?

Rusty, I'm scared...

That somebody might be
coming after you next.

They killed Uncle red.
They're gonna be coming after me.

Does anybody know about us?

- No. Nobody.
- What about your sister?

All she knows
is that you called me.

Good. So no one would think
to come looking for me here.

- No.
- What about Terry?

No, I didn't tell him
anything, except, uh...

except he suspects that
I've been talking to you again.

What would make him think that?

I don't know, because people in
the neighborhood tell him things.

All right, kay, listen to me.

If he comes here looking for me,

- you don't know shit, you got me?
- Yes.

You haven't heard from me and
you haven't seen me.

- Can I trust you with that?
- Yes, yes.

Okay, look,
there's a couple things

I need to get
taken care of today, but...

I'm gonna need to leave town
for a little while.

Listen.

I want you to come with me.

Will you do that for me?

- Okay.
- You will?

All right,
get your stuff together.

We're gonna meet in three hours.

We're gonna leave from here.

Now, I don't want you talking
to a soul between now and then.

- Do you hear me?
- Yes.

Listen.

I love you.

Not a soul.

Okay.

Three hours.

Something wrong today, Charlie?

No. Why?

I don't know.
You just seem a little on edge,

a little distracted.

No, I'm all right. I just, uh...

Dealing with some bullshit
at work, you know?

Are you in trouble or something?

No. Why would I be in trouble?

Maybe because of me. No.

No, I'm just, uh,
helping out a friend, right?

Charlie, he's here.

Right over there.

Which one?

He's, uh, the one with
the gray hair at... at the bar.

This old guy?

Yeah.

Why don't you just go
smack the shit out of him

and take the money yourself?

It's not funny.

He scared me.

This guy scared you?

So, what are we gonna do?

We? What, are we a team now?

Bonnie and Clyde?

I'm gonna deal with it,
all right?

But you should get out of here.

I don't want him to see us
together, all right?

Okay.

Call me later then?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'll see you later.
- Bye.

Muldoon.

Hey, Terry, it's Bull.
Uh, what are you doing?

Well, I'm trying
to track down someone

who might know
where the hell Rusty Patton is.

What are you doing?

I'm just grabbing some lunch.

Can I ask you
a question real quick?

All right. What's on your mind?

Hey, uh, what's going on with Johanson?

I, uh... I heard a rumor

he's looking to put somebody
on the chopping block.

Where the hell
did you hear that?

I, uh... I'd rather not say.

All right, Bull, look.

I don't know if it's you,
but he did mention to me

that he was not happy
to hear that you were...

messing around
with some call girl.

And that's it?

That's all he said to me.

He wouldn't shitcan me
over that, would he?

Hey, Bull, he's the boss.

He can do whatever
the hell he wants.

All right.
All right, Terry, I'll, uh...

I'll talk to you later.

All right, yeah. Charlie?

One other thing.

Are you still seeing that girl?

No. No, no, no.

I was, uh...
I was never seeing her.

All right.

I'll talk to you later.

Hey. Come on in.

So, how'd it go?

Uh, it's good. Everything, uh...

everything's taken care of,
all right?

I, uh...

I got the money he owed you.

Thank you.

Eh, you're welcome.

Make you a drink?

Sure.

So, I'm not working tonight.

Mm. Yeah?

I thought maybe you could
stick around for a little while.

No.

I, uh... I don't think
that's a good idea, Stacy.

Why not?

We'll just sit, talk,

you know, get to know each other
a little better.

Yeah. Listen, I, uh...

I can't do this. All right?

I, uh... I should go.

Wait a second.

Just sit with me
for a second, please.

Uh, all right.

Thank you.

Look, Charlie.

I understand.

You shouldn't have to...
to do this for me anymore.

I know you can get in trouble
at work, and I don't want that.

Yeah.

And I was thinking, you know,

if we don't have this
relationship, an arrangement,

maybe we can have
something more.

What are you talking about, huh?

Something more?

- Huh?
- Something real.

Come on, I...

I know you've thought
about it, too.

No, I-I can't do this, okay?

I can't do this with you,
you understand? I'm a cop.

Why does that matter?

I'm a cop, all right?
I got a family, and you...

I know. I know you do.

No, you... you're... you...

I'm a whore.

Yeah.

Look, I'm...

I'm sorry, okay?

You're an asshole,
you know that?!

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