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Paging daughtery
296 to dispatch.

Go ahead, 296.

Requesting air
support and back up.

Oh, vehicle just spun out.

Wrapped around a light pole.

Suspect's on foot!

I repeat, the suspect's on foot.

Roger that.

Paging dodge PC meyers for..

Roger that.

Show them how it's done.

You hear that?

You've got to show
me how it's done.

Just stay close and
keep an eye on my six.

Oh, don't you worry, d.
I see everything, even

that condescending reaction.

Do us both a favor
and watch my back.

Listen to me, there's
no way out back there.

Three seconds from
now, he's going

to come running out the
same way he went in.

3, 2, 1.

For Christ sakes, Myers.

Ok, maybe you were right.

I'm going to check around back.

Myers!

It's over!

Show me your hands!

Don't be stupid, buddy!

Put your hands in the air!

Now!

Back up toward me slowly!

Get down on your knees and lace
your fingers behind your head!

PC daughtery 296 to dispatch.

We have the suspect cornered
behind dock auto on depot.

He's injured badly,
possible head trauma.

Requesting medical.

It began early this
morning around 4:00 am

when police received
an anonymous phone call

reporting an assault
at this very residence.

Soon after, calls
reporting an erratic driver

came flooding in.

And after what appeared to be
a near fatal head-on collision

off of depot street, the driver
exited the stolen vehicle

where he was confronted
by two officers.

Now, we understand that
one of those officers

was involved in some sort of
confrontation with the suspect.

What followed is still unclear.

But be advised, there
is a dangerous criminal

on the loose.

Stay tuned for updates.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

She should shun the shining sun.

A proper copper coffee pot.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

She should shun the shining sun.

I thought a thought, but
the thought I thought

was not the thought I thought.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

And after attack a
head-on collision,

police officers followed...

Help!

No!

Are we good?

Go in there.

What do you want?

Go in there.

Ok, ok.

Where are we going?

Sit down.

Why are you all
dressed up like that?

I'm a whore.

Don't move.

Is there anybody else
here in the house?

Not at the moment.

How much company
are you expecting?

Just one guy.

Stand up.

Stand up.

Call him and tell
him he's not coming.

You want me to go
back into the kitchen?

Yes, now.

What makes you think
he'll listen to me?

Why wouldn't he?

Just call them and tell
them you're occupied.

I charge five grand an
hour, and he's already

paid the first one up front.

Did you think I was joking?

Just call him and tell him
you'll give him his money back.

This isn't a retail store.

I can't just offer him a refund.

Look, I'll do what you say.

I'll call him and
tell him not to come.

But you need to know that this
guy... he isn't just anybody.

He knows people.

And he is dangerous.

One wrong word...

Just make the call!

Stop.

Who are you calling?

Are you listening to me?

Who were calling?

My client.

Bullshit.

You were calling the cops.

Last I checked, their
number starts with 9.

And what would I have
said to them exactly?

Those helicopters are
for you, aren't they?

What's your name?

Well, whoever you
are, I can help you.

Just please don't hurt me.

How are you going to help me?

For starters, it looks like
you need medical attention.

You probably have a concussion.

So now you have a
medical degree too?

Some of my clients like to
get smacked around a bit.

In fact, they pay
a premium for it.

It's my job to
know their limits.

And I have successfully
resuscitated so many perverts.

I know what I'm doing, ok?

Are you asking my opinion?

Because no, I don't think
you know what you're doing.

I think you're
scared and confused.

At the very least, I know...

Jesus Christ, what do you do?

You talk guys into getting off?

I'm just trying to help.

I don't give a shit about
you or what you think.

I need money, and I
need a place to hide.

If you do anything
to mess with me,

I swear to god i'm
going to kill you.

You got that?

There's a safe downstairs
in the dungeon.

It's everything I've
earned all year.

Just take it and hide
here as long as you want.

Just please don't hurt me.

Dungeon?

What do you call it, the cellar?

What about your company?

It's a big house.

I'll do what he paid
me for upstairs.

You can hide in the guest room.

I'm not hiding.

Aren't you?

Look, just take the
money and leave.

My neighbor... she's
got to be about 80.

She doesn't lock the door.

You could stay there
as long as you want.

You got any tape or
rope or something?

What for?

What do you think?

Top drawer.

This is yarn.

There ought to be
tape in there, too.

This is scotch tape.

Is there a particular
brand you'd prefer?

You're making fun of me?

No.

You think I'm stupid?

I'm not making fun of you.

And no, it's just
hard to think straight

under all this pressure.

I'm only trying to help.

And I have been nothing
but cooperative.

You hear that?

Hear what?

Ringing in the ears?

Nausea?

Dizziness?

I was right.

Concussion.

You should really
drink something.

Take me to the safe.

You're going to tie me up?

I'm good.

This way.

Go on.

After you.

This way.

Can I answer the door?

Open the safe first.

I'll be right back.

You have my word.

I just don't want
to keep him waiting.

I'm only trying to help when
I say this, but this man...

He's very dangerous, I know.

If anything should happen,
people will come looking.

Nobody is going to care
about a missing whore.

You raise a good point.

Answer the door.

Do whatever you got to do.

If anything's off,
I will end you both.

There he is, my loyal
knight in shining armor.

Why do I keep coming back here?

You sound angry.

What is there to be happy about?

Well, for one, you're
still standing.

And two, you're about to be
pampered like the little lapdog

you are.

I'm a big dog.

I'm like a pit bull
or a rottweiler.

How about a Saint Bernard?

I always thought there was
a sweetness to your soul.

After all, that's
why I chose you.

You chose me?

Sure.

All the other girls
wanted a piece of you,

but I raised my hand
and snapped my fingers

and they scurried
away like insects.

Something just
doesn't feel right.

I don't think I should be here.

You say that you have a choice.

Remember where you are.

I'm with you.

That's right.

And you're my good
boy, aren't you?

Yes, ma'am.

And have you been a good boy?

No.

Does that mean you're
going to pee on the carpet?

No.

Good.

Because if you do,
I'll have to spank you.

Yes, ma'am.

You want to go in
that other room?

Would you like that?

Yes.

Yes, what?

Yes, ma'am.

Good boy.

Don't let the door
hit you in the tail.

Who was that?

Quiet.

There's someone downstairs.

Someone's being a naughty boy.

What are you doing?

Are you recording this?

Remember where you are.

You know what my people do to??

There's nobody here.

Quiet.

Stay there.

Is this vomit?

You little liar.

There must be another dog here.

What do you mean another dog?

You're still my number one.

Freddy, did you do this?

Enough.

Enough of that.

Freddy.

I'm done with you.

You must have
forgotten who I am.

Freddy, please.

You know how much I need you.

You're right.

There is somebody here,
somewhere very dangerous.

And he's in this room.

Big dog's coming for you.

Oh!

You little shit!

You could have just
told him to heel.

Open the safe.

Please don't hurt me.

I was trying to warn you.

Open the safe.

There's only a matter
of time before he

checked behind the boiler...

Now!

You going to kill me now?

I swear I'm not
expecting anyone else.

Shall we?

Shall we, what?

Someone's at the door.

Stop.

Did you call the cops?

When would I have had
time to do that exactly?

I'm sure you know the
police don't exactly

support my line of work.

And now there's a
guy in a room where

I keep stacks of dirty money.

If you gave them any...

Yes!

I know!

Coming!

Sorry, big house.

That's ok.

I don't want to bother you.

We don't want to bother
you for too long.

Should we come inside?

Can I just help
here from in here?

I just got out of the shower
and I left the water running.

You just got out of the shower?

Again, ma'am, sorry
to bother you.

I'm not sure if you've
seen the news today,

but there's been a pretty large
scale manhunt for a guy who...

Let's just say you probably
don't want him near your house.

We believe he's hiding
out in the neighborhood.

What did he do?

Listen, ma'am, I'm not
looking to scare anyone.

He shot me.

You look fine.

I got lucky.

We just want to make sure he
does not hurt anyone else.

That's right.

So we're going door to door
asking everybody if they've

seen anything, heard anything.

I've been here all day.

Ok.

Well, he's a Caucasian male,
long dark hair, big nose.

It's pronounces.

I haven't seen or
heard anything.

Are you ok?

You seem to be a bit flustered.

Sorry, this is just
my default state.

It's been a soul crushing
couple of months for me.

Oh, tell me about it.

You don't seem to
be hurting too bad.

Well, you know the drill.

Anything suspicious, you go
ahead and give us a holler.

Of course.

Good luck on your search.

Thank you for your service.

Hey, thank you for yours.

You have a good afternoon.

Are you ok?

You mentioned that you
were in the shower?

How come your hair is not wet?

Hm?

You said you were in the
shower, but your hair is dry

and you have a full
face of makeup.

I wear a shower cap
for the bouffant.

And the makeup, ma'am.

What's a bouffant?

It's a bit dated, I know.

Is it like a hairstyle?

Yeah, it's this
sort of poofy hair.

Before your time.

Yes.

Yes, my mother had
something similar.

You know what?

You wear it better.

Thank you.

Ok.

Well, sorry again to bother.

You have a great afternoon.

Come on, let's go.

Take care, now.

So you're dangerous, huh?

You kill someone?

Don't do that.

I have a right to know.

Murderer!

Does that feel nice?

You really shouldn't be
under all this stress,

not in your condition.

What condition?

Your head, silly.

You cracked it open in...

What is it?

A car crash?

Now, just for my
own edification,

was this before or after
you killed someone?

Stop saying that.

What, that you killed someone?

You did, didn't you?

How did I get here?

David byrne asked
that same question.

And no, this is not
your beautiful house.

And no, I am not
your beautiful wife.

What happened to my arm?

Oh, yeah.

That's new.

You fell on your knife, tore
right through the tendon.

Technically it's my knife,
but you can have it.

It's pure silver.

Dates all the way back
to the holy Roman empire.

True story.

Where are my clothes?

I get it.

You've got a lot on your mind.

But any other situation and
you would care about that.

Why are you doing this?

You've heard of the
Siegel crime syndicate?

Well, that guy you killed is
the grandson nephew somebody

something of the founder.

Anyway, he's a bad guy who
made some bad decisions.

And now he's dead.

I don't have to
describe crime to you

because you're a
criminal, but it's

a highly emotional occupation.

Anyway, sometime
tonight, maybe tomorrow

I guess there are going to be
some bad guys with big bad guns

that are going to
come and kill us both.

I don't stand a chance.

But if I keep you
alive, you could

use that holy Roman knife
you stabbed yourself with

to, I don't know,
save our lives.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Do you not believe me?

Please, stop talking.

I don't care.

You do believe me, don't you?

Who gives a shit what I think?

Given the situation, I'd say you
are in a pretty good situation.

Not everyone who
winds up on air 7 news

ends up in a steamy bath
with a private escort

later that night.

I'm not buying any of your time.

And I'm not some plaything to
some bored whatever you are.

And I'm really not in the
mood for whatever this is.

Well said.

What time is it?

Some place you got to be?

Jesus Christ, is every
answer a question with you?

Is this your plan?

Are you just going to act
all calm and funny and...

What, I'm just supposed
to sit back and trust you?

You think I'm funny?

I'm comfortable with you.

I think we have a lot in common.

Whatever.

We're both criminals.

Whores aren't criminals.

Progressive idea, but
highly inaccurate.

Why didn't you kill me
when you had the chance?

Who says I'm not going to?

You like that, don't
you, being dangerous?

Why would I like that?

Fear gives you power.

Power feels good, no?

I'd listen to those cops.

I am dangerous.

And I did kill someone.

Oh, I saw.

You killed Freddy
with a dog collar.

And I think you liked it.

What about that other guy?

What'd you do to him?

I don't believe you.

Nobody's coming.

You see, I've been
where you are before,

at the mercy of somebody else.

You'll say anything.

I appreciate this and
for not killing me

when you had the chance,
but I don't owe you shit.

Now, I'm going to hide
out here until whoever

is in charge of finding me
either gives up or dies.

And when this all blows
over, I will disappear.

What's in it for me?

You can sleep with
your eyes closed,

live the rest of your
life not wondering

when I'm going to come
and slit your throat.

Where are my clothes?

In the wash, obviously.

You can borrow
something of mine.

Where's my knife?

In the dishwasher.

Here, walkie talkie.

Hey.

Hey.

Asshole.

Stay with me.

Steve!

Stop him!

Steve, he's coming outside!

Who was that?

At the door, who was knocking?

You believe me now?

How many of them are there?

Could be one.

Could be an army.

An army?

Who is this guy?

Oh, now you want to listen?

Did you set this up when I
was knocked out unconscious?

You think I told Freddy to
beat his head against a wall

while I called the
Siegel family and had

them open my front door?

He wasn't breathing.

He was dead.

You suffocated him.

He probably suffered
severe brain damage.

But he's still alive, but
now he's getting away.

You going to take them
all out with that knife?

I'm not taking anyone out.

I'm leaving.

That seems unwise.

How's that?

Where are you going to go?

I don't know.

Your 80-year-old neighbor's
house who never locks the door.

As if they haven't
questioned her yet?

Well, I'll get rid of her.

Right.

And when her son calls
to check up on her

or she doesn't show
up for bridge which

he attends every Friday
at tenderheart, what then?

You're going to have quite
the bloodbath on your hands.

Ok.

The window was your idea.

I was scared.

I would have said anything.

You said so.

So what's changed?

Time.

I spent my life around
truly bad people.

You're different.

I don't know what
you're trying to do,

but you're wrong about that.

Why'd you kill him?

Who?

The police are after
you for something.

Why'd you do it?

Get me a bag.

Bottom drawer.

You're smart.

Where'd you go?

Where'd you put the money?

Oh, we're going to run?

Where you at?

Oh.

You're alone, aren't you?

Where are you?

Where's the money?

What the...

Can you help me with the door?

I could use a hand.

Never mind.

Look, if I was going to
poison you, I would...

Good.

To survival.

I'm sorry.

Either I was wrong about
the whole army thing

or they're closing in on us
now and this is our last drink.

Either way, I'm sorry, truly.

I know what you're doing.

Do you now?

There's no one else here.

There's no one else coming.

You hid the money
when I was out cold.

And you set this whole thing
up just to mess with me.

Do you know how stars die?

Their internal engines
run out, and then

the crushing weight of gravity
causes them to explode.

Or they do reality television.

Do you think that's
how we'll die?

The crushing guilt of
everything we've ever done

will just overtake us?

We are nothing alike.

I'm not offended.

I don't actually think you blame
me for anything that happened.

I don't think you exactly
blame yourself either.

Can I venture a guess
as to what's going on?

I'd really rather you didn't.

I think you don't
know who to blame.

That must be very confusing
because if no one's

to blame for your life not
going according to plan,

then what happened?

Maybe you're cursed.

But you're not superstitious.

Maybe god turned
his back on you,

but I'm guessing you wear
that tattoo ironically.

Maybe it's all a cruel
joke, a vendetta?

You consider yourself
a good person.

But at the end of the
day, you're a murderer.

You remind me of voyager
1, playing the same record

over and over again
to nothing but space.

And even though it's
Mozart, how much Mozart can

you really listen to
before you want to...

Who cares if nobody's listening?

Maybe that's it.

Nobody's giving you the time.

You've been used and
ignored for decades.

And now here you sit,
a face full of blood.

And you ask yourself, how
much more can my good soul

endure before it turns
bad, before my Mozart

turns to vanilla ice?

What began as a home invasion

quickly escalated to
a full blown manhunt.

Our victim, Brian foley, ceo
of foley sandhog's labor force,

was attacked in his
home early this morning

by suspect Finn rossi.

Rossi then fled the
scene in foley's vehicle.

And after a head-on
collision, officers

followed a trail of
blood from the wreckage

to the entrance of a
nearby auto body shop.

Now, while his exact
location is still unknown,

officers have been successful
in triangulating his location

to the surrounding neighborhood.

Officers say it is
only a matter of time

before this criminal is
caught and brought to justice.

Now, sir, I understand you
live in the nearby area...

I hid the body in
case you're concerned.

Not exactly something I
want my neighbors to see.

Indeed, I am
stronger than I look.

When I heard the
tires screeching,

I just woke up and
looked out the window...

Most people watching this must
think it's so cut and dry.

You're just a bad dude.

And foley, he must be
a real angel, right?

Please just stop.

I don't see either of us
leaving any time soon.

So why don't you just
tell me what happened?

Why?

Why would that matter to you?

I'm curious.

Well, you should be
scared, not curious.

Please just stop.

Stop what exactly?

Look, we're not friends.

No matter how many
little stories you tell

or how much bullshit
conversation we have,

what I did is none
of your business.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Why don't you have any food?

I don't cook.

You still don't trust me.

I'm hungry.

Take whatever you want.

You going to clean
this up, or are you

just going to leave it
there with the milk?

What do you eat around here?

There's a Mexican
place up the street.

They deliver.

So I take it you're staying?

Where are you going?

To take a shower.

Uh-uh.

Sit down.

You want to keep
your eyes on me?

Fine.

I get it.

Guess you'll have to watch.

Please, make
yourself comfortable.

I'm not going anywhere.

You're really just
going to watch?

Sure I can't tempt
you to join me?

Join me.

Finn, join me.

Join me.

Finn, think about it.

$639,000 stashed
up in that house.

We're the only ones
who know about it.

Don't be stupid.

I'm not.

I'm not stupid.

I hear them talking
about you at work.

They say you would
work for nothing

and not even realize it.

He's always been
real nice to me, Jen.

Trust me, he's the
farthest thing from.

What if you're wrong?

What if he report us?

He's not going to
report his own daughter.

Besides, if he did,
he might as well just

turn own self something.

Besides the IRS, you're
the one paying for it.

You and the sandhogs.

Show me a smile.

What is that?

I'm not good at it.

You're constipated.

I'm just a little nervous, Jen.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I got a question for you.

If you can go anywhere in
the world, anywhere at all,

where would it be?

I don't know.

Come on.

You're going to be
a rich man soon.

Half a mill's not
going to make me rich.

He's embezzled so much more.

Besides, it's
639,000 to be exact.

Money like that, a
place like Brazil...

You're rich.

Is that where you want to go?

You want to go to Brazil?

Well, everyone's got a dream.

I've already found mine.

After.

Take whatever you want!

Where's the money?

My wallet's in the
drawer over there.

Not your wallet.

There's plenty of
jewelry upstairs.

I don't want any of that.

You stole from your employees.

I want to know
where that money is.

What?

I've never stolen from anyone.

That's ridiculous.

Bullshit.

639 grand.

I know you've got it somewhere.

And I know it isn't
in a bank account.

I swear to god, I have no idea...

Ok, ok, ok.

One of our administrators found
some sketchy activity going on,

millions of dollars
missing from our accounts.

But I swear on my
children I'm the one that

started the investigation.

I had nothing to do with it!

One of the administrators?

Yeah.

My daughter.

What?

What?

Why would she
report that to you?

Why are you laughing?

What's so funny?

She wouldn't.

It looks like she
stole from me, found

some jackass to pin it on.

I'm happy she's using her brain.

Can't say the same for you.

Shit.

Shit!

Wait.

Stop, stop!

Mr. Foley, do you take
meds or something?

Talk to me.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Finn?

Finn?

Can you hand me a towel?

What about that one?

I want a fresh one.

You can reuse a towel.

I know you can, I
just prefer not to.

So can you just...

Where are they?

In the closet?

Where's the closet?

Never mind.

Someone's a sour sandhog.

What'd you call me?

Why'd you call me a sandhog?

Isn't that what you
do for a living?

Dig?

You dig tunnels?

Who told you that?

Finn, it's really
starting to wear thin.

So what's the plan?

Where do we go from here?

I didn't have a plan.

Really?

You seem like the type
of guy that plans things,

thinks with your head.

Fuck you.

That's the first f bomb
you dropped all night.

I hope it was worth it.

You only get one.

Where are you going?

It's my bedtime.

I didn't say you
can go in there.

Oh, you handsome fool.

Haven't you noticed I've been
doing anything I want all day?

You think you control me?

You're the type of guy
that looks at a sculpture

and feels sorry for the Clay.

What you should be
doing is thanking her

for sculpting you
into something useful.

Good night, voyager 1.

So just because I didn't walk
in here, kill you, I'm soft?

I'm Clay?

If the killing fits.

It's not ironic... my tattoo.

It was my mom's initials.

And I happen to
like vanilla ice.

Then, I guess you're right.

I don't know you at all.

And I bet foley got
what he deserved, right?

What is it you want?

In life?

Let's start with foley.

Money.

And in life?

Money.

What would you spend it on?

Travel.

Travel?

Yeah, travel.

Where would you go?

I don't know.

Why?

You must have some
place in mind.

I don't know.

Maybe Brazil.

Brazil's nice.

You been?

No.

Why do you want to go?

I don't know.

Isn't that the point of travel?

You go places you've never been?

I don't know.

The food's good.

The scenery is pretty.

And I want to see machu picchu.

Might not find that in Brazil.

What's your point?

Aren't you curious how much
money was in that safe?

You mean the money
that just disappeared?

The money I
earned and you nearly stole.

It didn't just disappear.

I have it.

Yeah, no shit.

Do you know how many men
I had to treat like dogs

to earn that?

Actually, the majority of
it came from a client who...

This is a true story...

Had me crush bugs
with my stilettos.

He brought a cardboard box full
of cockroaches to my house.

Now, if you ask
me the psychology

behind that at the time, I
wouldn't know where to begin.

But now that I've had some
time to think about it,

I think he was
turned on by the idea

of a powerful, murderous woman
so strong she could squash

a life with just her shoe.

Oddly enough, the more I
think about it, the sexier

it becomes.

The idea of something so weak
at the mercy of something

so powerful.

Thank you for letting me talk.

You could've squashed me
like a bug, but you didn't.

Night's not over.

You're right about that.

639,000.

That's how much money
was in the safe.

639,000.

You look shocked.

How did you know that?

I'm a good bookkeeper, I guess?

How's your head?

Still dizzy?

Confused?

No doubt that concussion is
getting worse every second.

Without professional
help, you might die.

I'm guessing you want
more than just money.

What the...

Just imagine if it had all
gone according to plan.

Foley was just some bad guy.

Jenny was the love of your life.

Two of you stuck it to the man,
took off like Bonnie and Clyde,

purveyors of justice?

How do you know her name?

First confusion,
then hallucinations.

Yeah.

You definitely need
some professional help.

You put something in my drink.

I'm guessing what you
really want is independence.

If I were you, i'd
be so tired of people

bossing me around, telling me
what to do, manipulating me.

I'm guessing you
just want to make

your own decisions for once.

Finn?

You still with me?

Finn.

I thought I lost you
there for a second.

Did someone knock?

I guess so.

I'd find some place to
hide if I were you.

You guys just can't
stay away, can you?

Sorry to bother again.

But I am...

Are you ok?

Yes, I just feel lightheaded.

You've been here before.

You have, just hours ago.

Do you mind if we...

Come in?

If you don't mind.

Not at all.

Who needs warrants
nowadays anyway?

Certainly not when violent
evil criminals like Finn rossi

are around.

Thank you for cooperating.

Honey, I'm the
only one operating.

Why don't you check out back,
look for signs of forced entry?

Yes, ma'am.

I won't shoot you.

Can I stand?

No.

What's your name?

You know my name.

You're scared.

Just think this through.

Can you do that for me?

Listen, mist.

Just get the hell out of here.

Turn yourself in.

Serve your sentence for
assault. You kill me?

And you will most certainly
spend the rest of your life

in prison.

Murder gets you life.

I'm not an idiot.

I'm going to turn around now.

That's not a good idea
with a gun to your head.

Take my chances.

Don't.

Who's this person you
think you murdered?

I just wanted to scare him.

And he had a heart
attack or something.

Brian foley.

Brian foley's alive.

He was rushed to
the er this morning.

Critical condition, but
he's going to pull through.

I didn't kill him?

No.

I'm going to put
these on you now, ok?

Turn around slowly.

Place your hands on your...

Behind your head.

Now.

Get on your knees.

You pathetic little bug.

You should have crushed me
when you had the chance.

Boo!

You're still a killer, Finn.

And we both know it.

What did you do to her?

Suddenly you care?

She was about to arrest you.

You knew about foley.

I know what the news tells me.

What does that mean, really?

Do you even remember
how you got here?

I ran.

And then what?

I broke in.

Ah, yes.

And after a serious
blow to the brain,

you managed to evade
helicopters and slipped

into my decadent palace
through a back door which

was conveniently unlocked.

Finn, if it were entirely
up to me, I'd say screw it.

Let me ravage you.

But I can't do that.

Everyone's got a boss.

Help!

There is a rule book I am
trying so hard not to break.

Unfortunately, I
am not the author.

Believe it or not, there are
higher beings than myself.

Now, your world states that
no mass can move faster

than the speed of light.

It can come close, but that's
just a law of physics that

cannot be broken.

Well, the heavens and hell...

We have our own laws for
life, death, and everything

in between, like marriage.

Rule number one,
the choice is yours.

In other words, I can't
decide what happens to you.

And actually, that
is the only rule.

See?

Blank page.

So now I'm required,
unfortunately,

to give you something
you probably

feel you've never had before.

Can you guess what that is?

Going once.

I said it just a moment ago.

The answer is choice.

So in case you are worried
about free will, do you have it?

Is everything predetermined?

Congratulations, you have it.

It's really the only
thing you do have.

And you've made some
terrible decisions.

You're in this little
world of mine together.

The only difference is
it's your soul that's

being judged here today.

And you've shown
some great potential.

You could be so much more, Finn.

This is a dream.

This is not happening.

No.

Yes.

It is.

I mean, you can call it a dream.

That's a weird way
of looking at it.

I keep telling you you need
serious medical attention.

With a car crash and the
firefight with the police,

your brain is bruised and you've
got one foot out the door.

So if you want to call a dream
anything out of the ordinary,

fine, let's call it a dream.

But real talk, this is
a million times closer

to how things really are.

This is where you either
find your will to live

or you choose to
leave it all behind.

Finn, just because I have this
whole free will spiel down,

I don't want you to think that
I am some whore for souls.

You are my favorite.

Stay here with me, and I'll
guarantee that no one will ever

control you again.

I'll give you
everything you desire.

Hey!

Look familiar?

Now, this over here...

That's, where you broke in.

And this is where you scared
that poor man to death.

Hey!

You still with me?

Look, nobody arrives
at death's door

with a completely open mind.

It takes some adjusting.

I do my best to ease you in.

But at the end of the
day, it's still wonky.

All this?

Well, this is all you...

Your memories, your
fears, just like a dream.

Guess you have a thing
for insidious redheads.

Finn rossi, suspect
of this morning's manhunt,

was found alive,
although unconscious,

along with officer
daughtery, veteran

on the force, proud
mother of two.

Our reps on the scene report
a struggle between daughtery

and the suspect in
what can only be

described as some sort of
standoff which ended poorly

for them both.

Our thoughts and prayers
are with officer daughtery,

as we understand she is
in critical condition.

But hey, let's face it,
she probably deserved it.

I'm sure she'll burn in hell.

Right, Finn?

In case you're wondering,
you're not dead, yet.

You're somewhere in between.

That's for you to decide.

She's here with you
somewhere in between.

You shot her, she shot
you, it was a whole thing.

And now every
second that goes by,

you just get weaker
and weaker until...

Bye bye.

What do you want?

Haven't you been listening?

Or are you what
everyone says you are...

A simple minded
albeit handsome fool?

I want you to stay
here with us forever.

Us?

My girls.

Ishtar, mania, sekhmet,
naiama, and yours truly,

valavar, duchess
of the underworld,

friend to the wayward,
lover of a good time.

You can call me val.

I'm not having a good time.

You're not listening!

We will take care of you.

We'll give you everything
that Jenny wouldn't.

I don't know where you
think you're going.

Finn!

Join the club!

Touch me, Finn.

Run your fingers through me.

Do you even remember what's
waiting out there for you,

Finn?

God!

When you arrived, you
were in so much pain.

You were just a
scared little baby.

Do you remember the last
time you were happy?

Do you even remember what
that is, Finn, happiness?

Well, it only gets
worse for you out there.

You never have to go back!

Hey, hey, hey.

You're probably just nervous.

The plan?

Tonight?

You're still good for it, right?

Yeah?

See?

Coming back here wouldn't
change a damn thing.

Cockroach!

You never have to be like them.

The ones outside?

They never had a choice.

Why me?

You have demonstrated
complete commitment

to the woman you love.

For Jenny you are
willing to kill, steal,

god knows what else.

And that is the
type of commitment

I have been searching for.

Promise your soul to me, Finn.

Commit yourself to me,
and you will be free.

Things you don't even know
you want, I can give you.

You'll never feel foolish
again, used, or manipulated.

Now, come on.

That's a hell of a proposal.

You're out of your mind.

Just say yes, man.

I could use the company.

Or say no and get 25 to life.

Why the deliberation?

I can give you
anything you want.

I can summon anyone
from your life.

Look who made it to the wedding.

Finn.

Mom?

What are you doing here?

Look down, Finn.

You've got a lot on your plate.

Ah...

Where am I?

Where's my body?

You're under arrest!

You're going to rot
in a cell, buddy.

I'll make sure of it!

She's in my head.

It hurts.

Please get her out.

Please get her out of my head.

Stop this.

Cure me, Finn.

Put me out of my misery.

You'll never have
to go to prison.

You'll never have to
face your old life again!

Finn, look at this place.

Isn't this what
you'd call luxury?

You could stay here with us.

Sure, it would feel new
and strange at first,

but you'd adjust.

Here, you'd be a god.

You'd never age.

You can have anything you want.

Just the snap of your fingers.

All you have to do is
take that holy Roman knife

and drive it through her skull.

Take her soul, and
I'll have yours.

Please help me.

Please help me!

Come on, Finn.

She's practically begging you.

Finn!

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Come on, Finn.

She doesn't have
very much longer.

Please, what's happening?

It's me.

Please.

Please.

No.

I'm sorry?

Kill me.

Send me to hell.

I don't give a shit.

I'm not hurting anyone else.

Don't be a fool, Finn!

You're talking about a
head on a plate here.

Out there you had no problem
shooting her in the gut.

Now look at her.

She's suffering.

Finish what you started.

If I kill her here, then
she's dead like forever, ever?

That's how it works?

I shot you, Finn!

You ran, and I shot you
right through the arm!

I'm not your pal.

She was aiming for your chest.

She wants to lock you
up, put you away forever.

Because of her, you'll
never have a life again.

Don't be a little bitch.

Kill me.

Kill...

Please help me, please.

Please.

Don't... please help me.

Do it.

Do as I say, and no one
will ever control you again.

Commit to me, and we
will rule together.

Send me back.

Oh, Finn.

You have a history of
making some bad decisions.

Send me back!

Do this, Finn.

Send me back!

Send me back!

Oh, Finn.

It was so nice spending
this time with you.

PC daughtery, 296 to dispatch.

We have that suspect cornered
behind dock auto on depot.

He's badly injured,
possible head trauma.

Requesting medical.

Over.

Hey, hey!

Hands behind your back.

Now!

All right.

Stand up.

D, you good?

Yeah.

You seen this guy before.

I don't know.

He looks kind of
like an asshole.

All right.

Come on.

Let's go.