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Narrator: Previously on 'Sex&Violence':

[water splashes in shower]

Oh. Ahhhh. Oh.

I just thought I was the one taking him.

Why are you so adamant?

I'm not. Go ahead.

[gunshots and many loud screams]

Get out! You can't have her.

[gunshot]

What's going on?

Get at least a block away!

There's kids in there.

Now, move away.

[quiet, hurried footsteps, gate squeaks]

[officer silently climbs stairs]

[soft female voice]: What are you gonna do now?

Finish the job?

[officer creeps silently]

[officer apprehends gunman with a loud blow and carries him off]

'Cause I have a husband.

I have a kid.

I have a house in the suburbs.

But if we-- I got it good.

if we both feel the same way--

Fuckin' stop man!

[dog barks]

[Stephen sobs]

[whispered] I need to ask you if you have any intent

to continue fostering Kai?

Wha?

[waves crash, seagulls squawk]

[door crashes open and then gunshot]

His wife's alive and so is his kid

and nobody else got shot after I went in.

Sometimes you gotta bend the rules.

Not without telling your partner.

Downie, come on, fuck.

I don't wanna be your partner anymore.

You just make an assessment of who to call in, right?

Coroners, ambulance, investigators.

Just don't try to do somebody else's job.

But we already know there's a body.

No, we don't, most of the time there's no actual body.

Just people drunk or high, calling shit in.

Did you call in a discovery?

He's in the bathroom, this way.

We can find it.

I'll show you, it's this way.

We got this. Watch the floor.

Is this your husband?

Boyfriend.

Any idea what time of day this might have happened?

I was at work.

Then I had class. So, between 9 and 9.

Jesus.

Looks like he was having an autoerotic masturbation session

and he slipped in the tub.

Was he into this sort of thing?

Not that I-- I don't know, I didn't think so.

But, how would I know?

Um, is there someone we can call for you?

I'm gonna call my sister... Oh, fuck.

You seen this before?

Autoerotic strangulation.

Kung Fu died of it.

Well, the actor playing Kung Fu, supposedly.

That's what Downie said.

You two have a messed up relationship. Whatever.

I mean I like to choke a bitch but,

this shit just looks dangerous.

Go call dispatch before I punch you.

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[suspenseful, driving rock music]

[quiet radio report]

[quiet radio report]

[sighs]

[footsteps]

[water splashes in shower]

[water splashes in shower]

[sighs]

Good morning!

Just letting yourself in?

No, that's not gonna work for me.

I knocked. Yeah, I wonder why I didn't answer.

I was worried about you.

Okay, well I'm fine.

You're not going back to school?

That was a bad idea.

You didn't give it a chance.

No, I gave it a chance until the last day I could get a refund.

Just like all the other students.

Would you turn around?

[laughs] I wiped that butt for years, like, everyday.

Yeah, well it's been a little while.

I'm not looking.

Do you want some breakfast? I could do some eggs.

This morning's no good. I've got a thing.

A thing. Like a job thing?

I don't need a job.

I have the insurance and the house is closing.

Everybody needs to do something.

What do you do?

I take care of you.

I took care of your father.

Okay, so I'm taken care of then. Right?

I wish I'd known him better.

You could've if you'd wanted to.

I thought I'd have more time.

To get used to him.

The idea of him.

Do you want to do dinner tonight or something?

No. I'm going to Louisa tonight. I'll be late.

[knock at door]

How are you feeling?

You're home already?

I never left.

You have rehab in a half hour, I'm driving you.

Ugh.

You have to go. You've already missed two appointments.

I need help getting dressed.

Well, I'll help you.

Where's the home aide girl?

You didn't book her.

I have to have her, before physio. I want a shower!

Well you don't have time for a shower.

Tell them-- I'll just-- I can't do it!

Okay, I'll tell them.

[TV announcer]: --newly unearthed video manifesto

from the Women's Shelter mass shooter back in the news today,

investigations into the lice handling of the situation

conclude investigators finding no wrongdoing

on the part of the police.

[rhythmic, breathless panting]

[Walter on TV]: I'm gonna find you.

I'm gonna find you.

No one else is gonna have you.

No one else.

Because you promised me.

That's a promise you're gonna keep.

Where are all the men condemning this?

You hear that all the time about Muslim clerics,

where are all the Muslim leaders

standing up to condemn this terrorist attack?

Where are the men condemning that?

Look, wouldn't that be more, like,

where are all the escaped schizophrenic,

mental hospital patients condemning that guy?

What, you don't think the general patriarchal idea

that he should be able to control his wife

has anything to do with his decision

to pour acid on her face?

Going into a women's shelter to shoot everybody inside,

that has nothing to do with it?

Thinking he's in charge of women?

Is that the same-- that really doesn't sound

like the same question, that's like saying where are the women

standing up to condemn a mother who drowns her kids?

Oh, that doesn't happen very often.

Men kill their wives every day.

Control women, abuse women.

Half of dead kids are killed by women.

Most child abuse is done by women.

Well, half's pretty good considering women do 90%

of the parenting.

You want me to feel somehow responsible for this monster.

I don't. He doesn't speak for men or represent me in any way.

That's comforting.

It would be more comforting to you if I said that Walter Kim

was somehow just like me, then one day went a little too far?

To acknowledge that it's everywhere.

That's it's women being killed by men,

threatened by men, raped by men.

There's a reason-- his wife was in a women's shelter,

for hell's sake, filled with women hiding from men.

Men are way, statistically way more,

likely to be murdered than women.

At the hospital I treat more men who are beaten, shot,

the victims of violence.

Violence by men.

I guess.

Look, I believe you.

You don't know what it's like to be afraid

when you walk home alone at night.

No, I don't. Do you have to be afraid?

I mean, I'm more likely to be randomly murdered

and I'm not afraid.

I'm not irrationally cocky like you are.

Do you blame yourself, for Walter Kim?

For your client compromising the safe house?

No. Why should-- do you?

No, of course not!

Look, you're taking this really personally.

Well I was there, standing outside.

Five minutes later and I would've been inside

getting shot at.

So, yeah, that's pretty personal.

Maybe you should talk to somebody. See a counsellor.

My reaction to seeing people I know,

people I'm supposed to protect, 'cause it is my job,

getting shot dead, is normal.

I should be pissed.

Pissed at me?

I'm not pissed at you.

You act like it's this random thing.

Like Walter Kim wasn't raised to believe

that women are less than he is.

That women owe him sex and fidelity, and worship

and-- to obey him.

He went to a house to murder abused women

and you don't think sexism has anything to do with that?

Sexism as a factor?

He killed three people, two of them were men.

Okay. Now I'm pissed at you.

Drucie don't--

[sighs]

Morning.

Thanks. It's nothin'.

For not making me stay there.

Of course, there's no emergency shelter anymore,

so I didn't know who to call.

Is your sister flying out?

Yeah. She got us a hotel.

Okay. You want some coffee?

You can never know anybody, can you?

Me?

Anybody, I mean no matter how well you think you know someone.

This choking thing.

Playing with dildos.

I slept with him for eight months, no idea.

I think everybody's got secrets.

I mean, I don't think I would've minded.

He wanted someone to play with his ass?

I mean-- I would've done that.

Yyyeah?

This choking thing, this breath thing.

Don't you think that would have been safer with two people?

I could've helped him. I would have.

That wasn't smart, what he did.

I guess he was ashamed.

Of his-- fantasies or whatever.

Sure you don't want coffee?

I'm the same way, I never told him.

I was never honest with him about my fantasies.

You didn't have to be.

Maybe if I had he'd still be alive.

Maybe he would have been honest with me.

I'm gonna give you the number of a grief counsellor, alright?

A therapist.

I always wanted to have sex with a woman.

That wouldn't be very professional.

I didn't mean you.

Get some coffee.

I've been at my mother's.

I couldn't afford the house

until the insurance came through.

I didn't even want the house.

No, I mean where were you when the killing spree happened?

I was with a friend.

Somebody you can talk to?

No. Haven't talked to him since.

Not a good friend.

It was a guy I picked up on my phone.

A hook up.

Yes. Well no, I saw him before.

It wasn't the first time, I met him.

Did your husband know?

What was your husband's name again?

Steven. I thought you were Stephen?

We're both Stevens... were.

Did Steven know? No. God, no.

So, you were cheating on your husband when he was murdered?

Wow.

Ugh. How do you live with yourself?

Well. I'm-- not very well.

I should think. How many people know about this?

Just the guy, the friend that I was--

So all this time you've been carrying around this secret.

And it's been bothering you so you decided to come to me.

I had your card, when it happened.

Miss MacKay gave it to me.

Drucie, love her.

She was the one who set us up with the foster kid, Kai.

She neglected to tell us

that his father would come and kill us.

Oh. Well, I mean, I don't know her that well.

Do you still have the child?

Kai. I haven't seen him since either.

They came and took his things away.

Is that what you wanted?

I didn't think I could do it, you know.

Take care of him.

How do you feel about that?

Bad for Kai.

Do you feel some sort of connection

between cheating on your husband and losing him?

Yeah, I mean I was usually the one

to take Kai to see his mother.

Yeah, yeah, the one with the acid burns.

Yes. The day it happened I was only a few blocks away.

I could hear the sirens.

I probably could have heard the gun shot but I was--

You were having sex.

Yuh.

The orgasm that cost you your husband,

your child, your house, basically your whole life.

Pretty much.

Stephen, it was Walter Kim that took those things from you.

It wasn't your dick. It wasn't 'Little Stephen'.

Survivor's guilt makes for strange associations.

So you were the one that usually took Kai to see his mum?

Well, he went to kill his wife.

Why would he kill your husband and the other people?

Well, because Steven tried to stop him.

Or at least that's-- I don't know, what the police said

from the position of the body or whatever.

Your husband was heroic.

He always was.

Do you think you would have done the same thing?

Do you think you would have maybe tried to stop him

or slowed him down or--?

I don't know.

Do you blame yourself?

For your husband's death?

That wouldn't be rational.

No. Do you?

What about a therapist?

You should be talking to someone.

If I want to talk to Brenda, I'll talk to Brenda.

Another therapist, someone you don't already know.

How's uh, Marjorie?

Out of my jurisdiction. I think she moved to Toronto.

They didn't fire her?

There's no job to go back to.

They're not reopening the women's shelter?

It's on the market.

They don't think anyone will want to stay there.

Four people were shot there.

Well get a new house.

The old one isn't sold yet

and all the money's tied up in the law suit.

Who's suing?

Corrigan Suarez.

Who beat the shit out of his wife, so she's hiding from him

at a women's shelter cause she's afraid he's gonna kill her?

He's suing, because somebody else killed her first?

And I'm told he has a pretty solid case.

Everyone who was in that house that day is suing,

except for you. Mother fuckers.

Which is why I think you should sue.

As your Victim Advocate that's my recommendation.

Still my recommendation.

I am not suing a women's shelter!

Very selfless of you but you're not gonna save the shelter.

All the money's gonna be gone,

whether you get a piece of it or not.

But, you've never listened to me yet

so I will just leave it at that.

You want more potatoes?

No thank you.

Not hungry?

I'll be hungry at midnight.

Ah. Oh, there's dessert.

[soft jazz music plays]

[dance music plays]

Yes, got what I wanted. Gah!

Who wants more cake?

I do. Yes please.

I thought you wanted hearts!

'Cause I wanted you to think that. Sucka.

She cheats. I do not cheat.

Do too.

Doug? I'm watching my figure.

I'll cut you a small piece.

Thanks mom.

I don't want any of this cake left, you hear.

Okay, pick up two.

Oh, you bastard.

'Ey, 'ey--

He's being mean.

That's not mean. It's called: winning.

Ah, ha ha ha. Suckers.

Your deal.

[laughter and soft music]

Things any better at home?

No thanks to me.

You forgive him yet?

No. I'm plotting my revenge.

Want me to add some points to his license?

But then I'd have to drive him everywhere.

I was never very good at revenge.

You were-- you were truly pathetic at revenge.

Poor kid.

Happy birthday man.

Thanks.

I haven't written anything. Don't go out.

Don't see anyone really.

I'm so... pissy.

You know, usually I'm, I'm sweet with my mother.

She just-- she just drives me.

Drives me crazy.

These things can catch us off guard

and um, make us like out of character.

Say things we normally wouldn't say.

Or this is who I am without him.

I think this is who you are while you're grieving.

Find a way to go forward

while still keeping your husband in your heart, okay?

How long have you been trying?

Not long. Well, we were and then we stopped for a while.

One cycle. And why are you concerned?

I can remember when the first season of "Happy Days"

hit the airwaves?

Back when television came through the air. [laughs]

And my gynecologist is too young to get my sense of humour.

I wouldn't have guessed.

Are the tests back? How are they?

Scrambled? Poached?

Well, they're not cooked

but they're not what you'd call farm fresh either.

Aw, thank you for participating in my metaphor.

There's a vitamin pamphlet out front, follow that, it'll help.

That's it?

Oh um... what about this?

Abdominoplasty?

I had a reduction when I was younger.

Back when I didn't realize how much I didn't need one.

Well, it's not gonna hold.

It's not gonna hold a baby?

I mean it's gonna stretch.

The tummy tuck won't hold,

the pregnancy will stretch all the skin.

I thought maybe it was preventing me

from getting pregnant.

Just keep trying. Six months. If you'd like us to check Padraig--

Oh god, could it be his sperm?

Sometimes it's clear, clearer than it used to be?

And it tastes different than when we met.

I thought that was giving up red meat?

If you can taste it then you're definitely not getting pregnant.

[television noise]

How was your day?

A little achey.

It does look painful.

I'm sorry.

We need to talk about this.

The things you said last night should never be repeated.

Should never, ever be spoken out loud.

I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry.

All right, then we're good.

Let's get on with the make-up sex, shall we?

Ow. Boob in the eye.

Poor baby. Here. You protect that eye.

I got this.

Oh, oh, ah, oh... ah.

Oh, huh, ahh, oohh, fuck.

Holy...

Moly.

You like that.

I had no idea.

Straight girls don't lick your asshole?

No.

Huh.

Should I lick yours?

No, don't worry about me. I'm just here for your pleasure.

What is that, sarcasm?

No, I'm just preoccupied thinking about my husband.

What happened?

Well, it's what could happen.

What if something happens to him while I'm here fucking you,

cheating on him.

What could happen?

Well, I don't know.

He could get maimed, killed, hit by a car.

Does he think you work these afternoons?

Yeah, I think so.

Then he'll die happy.

Like I will after having my first rim job.

My god, men are so simple.

[TV Newscaster]: --Coming up we'll hear from the police watchdog group

that's expressing disappointment at the investigation

into police constable Maria Roach

and the death of the Women's Shelter shooter.--

Okay, you gotta turn off the god damn TV.

Umm, oh, ah--

Okay, get back down there... ahh.

Hey, you look happy.

How's the-- how's the new bitch working out?

Better than the old one.

I miss you too.

The new kid doesn't have your dance moves.

I don't want to fight with you.

Who's fighting? I'm saying hi. Relax, princess.

Hey Roach. What?

You getting dressed?

Yes. Don't be so fuckin' eager. Later Downie.

What happened to you? Disagreement with a girl scout?

Duffis, how did someone get to be your age

and not be promoted to a suit?

Oh, you're well on your way to finding out.

Saw you on the news last night Roach.

You're cleared by internal on that women's shelter.

Yes, they said that I should have stayed outside

and listened to you.

So you'll listen to me next time. What?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Do you mind if I sit here? I don't really like sofas.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, no problem. Please.

Thanks.

Moby Dick.

Yeah, um, I only pretended to read it in school.

I'm going back, trying to finish everything I started.

Started in school?

Started in life.

And is it any different? Moby Dick.

Oh, it's so gay. I mean how did I miss that?

You mean Moby Dick is just metaphor for big dick?

Basically, yeah.

Hi, I'm Stephen.

Sorry to interrupt.

No, I need a break, it's a long fuckin' book.

So, um are you new? In town?

'Bout a year.

I haven't seen you at any of the bars or anything.

I'm a coffee drinker.

Can I buy you a refill?

No, I'm pretty full. Let me get you one.

No, thank you. No, please.

I don't go to bars very often so I don't get a lot of chances

to buy a handsome man a drink.

Well. If you put it that way.

What are you drinking there?

Black.

Sit... Sit.

Hey Bella!

Hey Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella.

Don't, don't, don't play with her.

That's the new bitch?

It's alright. He didn't play with me either.

She must'a done something.

You don't believe I.A.? You think she killed that guy?

She never said she didn't.

A clean kill?

Yeah, well I would've taken the shot if I had it.

Clean or not.

No one ever accused you of being a decent human being.

Why were you in the news?

I shot a bad guy and there was an investigation

and it turns out I'm the good guy.

You uh, keep this place pretty organized.

I just moved in.

Haven't really had a chance to mess it up yet.

It's my mother's house, she had this apartment.

Did you want anything?

Pfft... Yeah.

I mean from the kitchen.

No. Under here.

Look... if you're not ready for this, I can go.

No, I-- I'm just in the process of gettin' back in the saddle.

Do you actually have a saddle?

N-no. No. No, sorry that's not what I mean, I just--

I know what you mean.

Jesus.

[breathless kissing]

[breathless panting]

[whispered] Can I get inside you?

Yes, please.

[panting breaths continue and condom wrappers crinkle]

[panting breaths continue and condom wrappers crinkle]

On all fours.

You go easy. You're a sizable man.

[slaps butt, panting breaths]

Oohhh, ah.

You okay? Yeah.

There we go. Oh, uh, oh.

[heavy panting]

[heavy panting]

Mmmm hmmmn. Ah.

[heavy panting continues]

[heavy panting continues]

Ungh. [struggling sounds]

[heavy panting continues]

[heavy panting continues]

[heavy panting continues]

[heavy panting continues]

AHH! Uh, ahh.

[breathlessness and kissing]

What the hell happened between you and Downie?

Nothing.

What? He's more of a dog person.

I don't want problems from you.

I'll be on my best behaviour.

[dispatcher]: 55, 10-20?

55, South Park.

[dispatcher]: 55, there is a 10-54 at 2221 Morris.

Got it.

[dispatcher]: Mother called it in. She's outside.

Thanks Krupke.

[dispatcher]: Don't call me that.

Do you want to talk to the mother?

I don't do mothers. You talk to her.

Around back.

[sighs]

Fuck.

Narrator: Next time on 'Sex&Violence':

55, Officers down. We need backup.

They're in the car!

We're not going over there.

They're shot man. The shooters up the hill.

We don't go into the line of fire.

And what happened to his previous foster parents?

They have the guy in custody.

Well, I'm scared.

Well your night's about to get more interesting.

Does it have to?

I saw him. You saw him?

Moving north, twenty metres in front of this car.

Why the hell didn't you shoot?

I saw someone. I can't be sure it was him.

[gunshots ring out]

[sobbing and kisses]

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