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Previously onFatal Attraction...

There it is, the face. No wonder they're gonna make you judge.

Ooh, heard your 40th birthday's coming up.

That's young for a judge.

So, the appointment? It's not happening.

What? What are you talking about?

I'm Alex Forrest.

Alex. Dan Gallagher.

BOARD MEMBER: Daniel Michael Gallagher,

convicted of murder in the second degree,

given a sentence of 15 years to life.

DAN: Every day that I have been in here,

I have thought about Alexandra Forrest.

I chose to take her life.

ELLEN: My father might be

- up for parole. - DAN: I need to say this

even if you don't believe me.

I did not kill that woman Alex Forrest,

and I'm going to prove it.

And Mike walks in,

said, "Which one of you is Gallagher? Come here."

- Shit. - Oh, yeah.

Says, "Look, your dad is a legend,

"but he's also a prick,

"and there's a lot of people that would love

"to watch you fuck up 'cause they hate him,

"and he is the reason you got this job.

But I, Mike, will always be here to protect you."

And his reward, of course, is...

being send to Pacoima on Friday night

to see if there's a body in the trunk.

Is your dad still with us?

- Not even a little. - Hmm.

Wow, you really were not kidding about you and meatballs.

In fairness,

there's only, what, like, seven total ingredients

in a meatball that you can combine in only so many ways,

and so really, how bad... Or how much better...

Could it really get? Really?

So, what you're saying is, the problem with meatballs

is their extreme reliability?

- Yes. Yes. - Okay. [laughs]

So, we both like meatballs,

- we both like cookies. - Mm-hmm.

-Conchita. We both like Conchita. -Yes.

Man, did you luck out with her.

I mean, we all did, really, to have a woman like that

in that position who has seen it all

and still believes in people?

Or really, believes in believing in people?

That's probably a better way to put it.

Yeah, saves us all from becoming cynics.

Right, if that's the goal.

- Go on. - I think cynicism

is probably the danger in your lane,

but in ours, it's more...

compassion fatigue?

You know, you see so many helpless people, wh...

you start to blame them for their own helplessness.

Hmm.

Okay, well, maybe...

I didn't mean cynicism, exactly, more...

- a failure of empathy. - Right.

Right, because if you're guarding against that,

and you're looking for the good, then...

- it can make you easier to fool. - [laughs softly]

Right? But You have to keep reminding yourself,

it's better to be a fool

than be angry at people for not having power.

Uh, I don't know. Then again, my dad used to say

that a-a cynic is what an idealist calls a realist,

so, really, I guess I have no idea

what I'm telling you right now.

Here's to it all.

[sighs]

I do something to you, Danny?

No. What did I do to you?

'Cause I just got your foot all the way up my ass,

- so it's got to be something. - Is this is about the drive-by case?

17-year-old kid they executed.

Witness ID'd the car and all four guys, first and last names.

Just charge. It's your fucking job.

- Two Buds and a 7 and 7. - You put something down

on your tab right now or it's closed, Suarez.

Jerry's not saying that.

Because he hasn't seen your tab. You want me to show him?

SUAREZ: I want you to get ass cancer, chicken dick.

SCANLON: Nice. You're a real prince.

♪

-DAN: Oh, my God. No, it's okay. -ALEX: No, don't. You don't like it.

-DAN: No, no, no, it's okay. I will drink it. -No, no, no.

- [laughs] I'm gonna drink it. - You're crying. You're crying.

Okay, we're gonna cross this off the list, okay?

Don't worry, there are plenty of other margaritas here,

that are probably more your speed.

Strawberry? A classic.

Banana?

- Coconut? You say coconut? - Oh, Jesus.

Okay. Watermelon.

These are my speeds to you? Excuse me, sir?

Sir, could I have one of those beers

- that I was drinking earlier? - Of course.

- Thank you. - Whoops.

[laughs softly] And, you know, I do like spicy, actually.

Sure you do.

No, like my-my dad liked camping.

Meaning that I don't?

Meaning that you do, but you know,

you just like it until the sun goes down.

And then you pretend like you're worried

about your daughter catching a cold

- and you blame it on her mother for... - [laughs]

not dressing her warmly enough so you can just go home

- and sleep in your own bed. - This is gonna feel like it's not related,

but the other day, I was driving past a drive-through,

and it reminded me that my father

would never, ever use drive-throughs.

He didn't have enough control over the situation.

So we'd have to park, we'd go inside,

and then he would just rule over the proceedings.

[laughs] My dad, he would always call me

from another room, but he would never tell me what he wanted.

Right? So I'd have to just drop everything I was doing,

go to wherever he was, so he could be like,

"Water is wet."

Anytime anybody would bring up something that my father

didn't know, he would just start loudly blaring,

"How is this a topic of conversation?

Why is this interesting to anyone?"

One time I made the mistake

of saying that a movie that he liked was dated...

Yeah... and two hours later, he's screaming at me

about how he hopes he never needs a kidney,

because clearly, I would rather watch him fucking die.

That's a proportionate response.

- Yeah. - My dad was still complaining

till the day he died about the guitar he bought me

in fifth grade that didn't turn me into Eric Clapton.

When did that happen, by the way?

Were you already head of Major Crimes when he died?

Uh, no, no. Just about.

- And had he been head of Major Crimes? - Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, he was Chief Deputy D.A., which allowed him to pretend

- that Major Crimes was not a big deal. - Right.

And, of the 35-ish cases that I worked up to that point,

he did not come to see me try a single one.

He used say things that implied

that he'd been in court watching me on this or that day,

and eventually, people just believed him, so I let them.

Hmm. And what did Mike have to say about that?

Nothing. I never told him.

I mean...

I actually never told anybody.

[whispers]: Well.

It's probably for the best.

Yeah, no, at this point, I'm pretty glad

- that he was never there. - No. No.

I mean because you're not as good

at your job as you think you are.

At least 40% of those wins, the jurors

were probably listening to a word you said.

They were too busy watching your mouth.

♪

[phone ringing]

I'm going to the ladies' room.

- Yeah. - MIKE [over phone]: She wasn't there.

-What? -The trunk. Sylvie Rubidoh's not in it.

-Oh, fuck this fucking shit. I'm going home. -[sighs]

♪

[inhales sharply]

I wanted to ask you, uh...

what are your thoughts on Steve Park?

- Fraud Bureau Steve Park? - Yes.

I've been assigned to a case of his,

- but I've never met him, so... - Well,

um... smart guy.

Slightly an enormous asshole, but...

- [laughs]: Okay. - But a smart guy. Oh!

- [people gasping] - [alarm ringing]

[Dan laughs]

[excited chatter]

[Dan laughs]

♪

- Oh, my God. - Come on, come on.

♪

[dryer whirring]

ALEX: Sitzfleisch.

That's somebody who has patience

for a lot of mind-numbingly boring stuff.

They have sitzfleisch.

So, like, when I'm in case review, that's sitzfleisch?

Exactly. Yeah, "seat meat."

- [chuckles] - Oh, my favorite one

is when you eat too much because you're sad or lonely

and you-you put on a couple pounds of kummerspeck:

"Grief bacon."

Verschlimmbesserung,

that's when you make a bad situation worse.

Like you're trying to apologize to somebody

for calling them stupid and you accidentally call them old.

That is a weirdly specific example.

Pardon my arm.

Or when you

think about something that hasn't happened yet,

and all the ways that it could go: Kopfkino.

"Head cinema." The movie in your mind.

[dryer clicks, buzzes]

Thanks for the German lesson.

Feel like I could go over there and just fit right in.

Oh, yeah. Like a native. Seamless.

Go Huskies.

"Their fighting blood excels."

[sighs]

Thank you for tonight. [laughs softly]

It was, uh...

Yeah. Well.

You need one of those every once in a while, right?

Just to remember...

whatever it is you need to remember, I don't know.

I was really going somewhere with that,

but now it's-it's gone.

♪

[clears throat]

♪

[sighs]

[sighs]

[door opens]

♪

♪

[exhales]

[moaning]

[laughs]

[exhales]

[exhales]

♪

[moans]

[sighs]

- [button clicks] - [elevator whirring]

[doors open]

[key clicking]

♪

Oh, my fucking God.

Oh, my fucking God!

Quincy?

Quincy! Get in here right now.

[whimpers]

What did you do? What is this?

Since when can you not make it through the night?

- [whimpers] - [line ringing]

- MAN [over phone]: Hello. - DAN: Hey, um, my wife

has a full-house deep clean

- scheduled for Tuesday. - Gallagher.

- You're moving, right? - Yeah. That's us.

Um, look, I'm sure this is not possible,

given that it's the weekend and everything,

but I kind of have a 911 situation here.

My dog was left alone for too long

and he kind of tore up the house.

I already took care of the hazmat portion,

- but I can still... - So you need someone today?

Could you do 11:00?

[laughs]: Yes. Yeah. Absolutely.

That is...

Thank you, man. You are a lifesaver.

Great. We'll see you then.

[phone ringing]

- Hello? - ARTHUR [over phone]: Hey, Danny. It's me.

- Hey. - [sighs]

- Everything okay? - What? Oh, no, sorry.

Well, Julia's actually handling the chemo

really well this round for a change.

Nothing wrong there.

Good. That's good to hear.

Beth asked Julia to check in with you

while she's off camping with Ellen,

and Julia asked me to do it.

Anyway, you get it.

Consider yourself checked in with.

- Yeah, I do. I am. - Cool.

Oh, and also, while I have you, about that judge shit?

Hey, just, hey, fuck those guy.

They're making a big mistake.

They don't seem to think so.

Well, they're assholes, so they wouldn't.

Here if you need us, okay? Bye.

♪

[exhales]

[inhales sharply]

[exhales]

[phone ringing]

ALEX: It's weird, every time

I say what a perfect day would be for me,

it always has the beach in it, but...

I never come.

I think this is the third time I've been here since September.

Or the first.

[chuckles]

I just like knowing I could, but I never do, either.

Also, I always forget that there's

- a lot of wind at the beach. - Mm.

Yeah. I'm not really a fan of that.

- Of wind? Really? - Really.

- Yeah, fuck wind. - Mm-hmm.

What are some other things you pretend to like?

Um...

Live music.

- My neighbors. Ugh. - [chuckles]

Museums.

In fact, I might have to go

a few steps further and just say art.

Hmm.

Hats. On anyone.

- Just so stupid. Why? - [laughs]

- Traveling. - Ugh. The worst.

Anything that I need to "develop a taste for."

And the holidays.

- Feedback. - Mm.

Any kind of feedback.

Mm-hmm. Honesty.

- Listening. - Other people's success.

- Myself. - Well, obviously.

- [barks] - Ooh, shit.

What about running on the beach?

- You into that? - I mean, I'll do it for him.

- Come on, puppy. - [whistling]

- Come on, puppy. - Come here, pup.

Come here, come here, come here.

♪

♪

You look so innocent.

You want a cup to go?

Uh, no, I'm good. I'm good, thanks.

I'm still wired after the first one.

Thank you for today.

It was great.

[laughs]: It kind of really was.

Which is just my luck.

Bye, Quincy.

You stay classy, buddy.

- [Quincy whimpers] - He's not making any promises.

[laughs softly]

[distant car horn honks]

BETH [over phone]: No, babe, it's a two-hour drive

from El Capitan with no traffi,

but the kids want to stop for lunch.

What's this lunch shit? Just come home already.

You're gonna be at work anyway.

Mm-mm. Maureen promises

she's getting me home at a decent hour.

So if you're not there when I get home, big trouble.

- [mouths] - [laughs] Sir, yes, sir.

- Mike says hi. Hello? - [line crackling]

If you can hear me, I love you. Drive safe.

They do anything at that school besides camping?

That's unfair, Mikey. They also fundraise.

[laughs] Yes. Yeah.

I'm gonna charge Evan Rubidoh with murder.

Really? You know something I don't know?

- Like what? - Like where Sylvie's body is?

Doesn't matter. We have enough.

Yeah, if you're sure, you know I am.

Oh, by the way, he is slightly in the wind.

We're gonna find him, but... we got to find him.

You just let me know when you pick him up.

Dang. I hope heaven is like this.

Hey.

- Hey. - In case anyone asks,

you and I are reviewing a case tonight after EOB.

Who's anyone, and what case?

Well, my matricide. There are a lot of angles.

We will be going late, and definitely ordering dinner.

And then you'll say we have to turn off our phones

- because we have to concentrate. - [hisses]

Ugh. I hate to break this to you,

but I'm going home early today.

- What? What... Why? - Beth and Ellen are getting home

from camping at El Capitan this afternoon.

Shit. Um...

Well, um, Phil. Is Phil in here?

You know, he was. But he got his food to-go.

- Mm. Ballsack. - Ballsack Phil.

You know, I'd take that face on you a lot more seriously

if you managed to stay married

for more than a year at a time, Mikey.

- D'oh. [chuckles] - I got to go.

Hey, excuse me for preferring loneliness to shame, Frank.

♪

Shit, I thought you were the pizza.

Nope.

How was it?

How was four days of forced intimacy

with the entire second grade and their parents?

Um...

- How was it? - You were in the shit.

I saw things I can't unsee.

Well, you're safe now.

Hey, why is there an invoice

from the cleaning service on the counter?

- Uh... - I thought they weren't coming till tomorrow.

And also, what happened to the couch pillows?

The orange one, the plaid one?

Basically all of them?

Yeah.

Quincy ate them.

What? He never... He's never done that.

I know, that's what I thought, too,

but I came home from work really late on Friday

and he had just gone apeshit and torn the place up.

How late?

He ate the-the pillows,

his dog bed, the Patriots blanket,

also, uh, his little crinkly elephant.

- He ate a basket of magazines? - What?

Is he okay? Does he need to go to the vet?

Oh, no. He's fine.

He puked it and shit it all up all over the house.

Jesus.

Thank God we're moving.

- [laughs softly] - Maybe this will teach you to hang out all night

like a scoundrel without a care in the world.

Well, you don't have to worry about that,

because you're never going anywhere ever again.

- [laughs] Hi. - Hi. How are you?

DAN: Mmm.

Mmm.

Your hair smells like campfire.

[laughs]: What? No it doesn't.

I hate to be the one to break it to you, but it does.

- I washed it. Ugh. - I know. It's okay.

I like it. I'm into it.

BETH: Yeah, you are.

[whispering]: Hey.

I think your boobs grew.

Seriously, I think all the s'mores

- went right to your boobs. - [laughs]

[exhales]

[moans]

- [gasps] Ellen. Ellen. - What? Oh, my God.

So, you can't fall asleep?

Or you fall asleep and then you wake up?

- I wake up. - Hmm.

Any aches or pains?

Maybe down in your legs, like what we talked about?

- Mm, from me getting taller. - That's right.

No.

When you wake up, is it like waking up

from a dream, maybe a bad dream?

No.

But when you wake up, you're not scared?

No.

Maybe worried, though.

[exhales] Well, you don't have to be worried, Sluggo.

That's my job.

[laughs softly]

You know, I think it's time maybe we get you a big-girl bed.

Something with feet, maybe?

Not completely on the ground.

If it's on the ground, then nothing can be under it.

That's a very good point.

- Mm-hmm. - [laughs softly]

ANGELA: His guilt or innocence

isn't on you to determine.

Whether he's guilty or what he's guilty of...

He says he's not.

None of it is your responsibility.

Your only responsibility here is to your own safety.

And setting boundaries with him that are gonna allow you

to maintain that safety.

Well, I mean, like...

he has my cell number and my email,

but he doesn't know where I live or anything.

And I'm only gonna meet him in public places for now.

Which you don't ever have to stop doing.

Just so you know, you don't ever have to let him

any closer than you already have.

You don't have to do any of this, at all.

And you don't have to know how you feel about it.

About him.

At least, not right now.

I don't know how I feel.

Well, but let me ask you something.

If you could script this

to be the way that you wanted it to go,

if you could have the ideal relationship

with him going forward,

have you thought about what that would be?

♪

DAMIEN: Morning, boss.

Sorry.

So, Judge Watson's law secretary just called me.

- Okay. - Watson's publishing on Maddox tomorrow,

a-and he's denying defendant's motion to suppress

- the gun in full. - Well, well, well.

Look at you, developing your own whisper network.

[chuckles] See you later.

- Good work. - Thank you.

[door bells jingle]

♪

Hi.

- Hi. - How's it going?

What if I told you this was coffee mixed with Red Bull?

Oh, my God. Is that even good?

- Jesus. - I mean, I can hear colors,

so I don't know if you think that's good,

but good is subjective, right?

[indistinct chatter]

I got to get out of here.

Light them up. Show them how it's done.

CONCHITA: No, I love it.

The voice, the hair.

- The hatred of due process. - [laughs]

I-I do have to lock my dog up when she's on, though,

because her voice drives him nuts.

Yips his ass off.

[Southern accent]: Tot Mom Casey Anthony

with her hair in a ponytail,

like some demonic cheerleader from hell,

- expects us to believe... - [laughs]: My God.

- Wow. - She makes it all seem so simple.

Good, evil.

Guilty as sin, lying through their teeth.

Big hair, small hair...

- Because she's a nihilist. - Yeah.

And her eyes must be dry as shit,

'cause she blinks, like, twice a show.

So, did you want to ask me something?

I mean, I'm fine just talking about Nancy.

Yes, no, I...

I got distracted. I was just so excited about my lunch.

- Mm-hmm. - Um...

My coma vic, the one at Saint Matthew's.

Um, yeah, uh, Melissa?

So close. Tracy.

- How's she doing? - Doctors think she's likely.

And she's all I got against the ex-boyfriend.

So, if she does go, of course it becomes a homicide,

but I've got nothing to charge him with.

I was hoping one of your people could sit on her.

In case she wakes up, even for a brief moment,

they can try to get a statement.

Oh, broad-spectrum thinking. I like it.

Who's the-the woman who pinch-hit for you on Siddiquis?

- Alice? - Uh, Alex.

Alex. That's right.

CONCHITA: Yeah, I mean, that could work.

Do you want to brief her or do you want me to...

No, no, no. You got that. She seemed smart.

I'll have Maureen send over the details.

Excuse me, excuse me. All of my people are smart.

Well, excuse me, excuse me, all of my people are not,

- and neither are yours. - [laughs]

Okay, yeah.

Keith's dock doesn't exactly make it all the way

to the water, I guess. Oh, hey.

You should be about to be a judge.

♪

♪

PROFESSOR [over ear buds]: In the dream Jung was describing,

he was on the first floor of a house decorated like his own.

But in one corner, there was a beautiful staircas,

and when he went down it, he found a brick cellar,

and in the corner of the floor there was a stone

- with a metal ring. - [phone vibrating]

And he lifted it and below it were bones and two human skull.

Jung was on a trip to America with Freud

when he had this dream, and when he told Freud about i,

Freud said, "Well, obviously,

it means you want to get rid of your wife."

DAN: Hey, Mike. It's Dan.

I am sipping a cup of coffee,

waiting for my daughter.

Have not used a bunch of those words in a while.

Um...

Look, it'd be good to...

good to catch up, so...

this is my phone number.

I saw your website. Or webpage, maybe.

I don't know, not the most modern...

Whatever. Um...

Yeah, I just, I hope to hear from you soon.

Thanks, bye.

PROFESSOR: Jung called that process

of uncovering the aspects of self

hidden in our unconscious "individuation."

[phone vibrating]

The first stage was to confront what he called the persona,

a structure made up of the societal masks we wear.

Child, parent, boss, friend, lover.

[siren wailing]

And to confront those masks and separate them

from our true self.

The next stage of individuation

is confrontation with our shadow.

[sighs]

- Sorry. - Oh.

- I should have coughed or something. - [chuckles]

I-I just wanted to update you on Tracy.

- Sims. - There's an update?

Yes. Uh, well, I mean, not...

Not for long. She's unconscious again,

but I was able to talk to her.

- Okay. - And she ID'd him.

Jonathan Coleman. She said he was the one who beat her.

Would you, please, come in?

The nurses, they seem to be a bit more optimistic?

Uh, what do I know? But...

worse comes to worst, I'll at least be able

to officially testify to her dying declaration, so...

Thank Jesus.

Go home with a victory.

- You earned it. - Thanks.

But I have so much catch-up to do.

Some idiot has been making me hang out at the hospital

until all hours on this case of his.

- What? - Yeah.

- Fuck that guy. - So, anyway,

think I'm gonna go outside and get some fresh air,

- wake myself up a bit. - Such as it is.

The sidewalks this time of year have a complicated aroma.

Sidewalks? No, no, no. No.

Sidewalks are for suckers. I'm going to the roof.

- Have you never been to the roof? - I have never even heard

- of anyone going up there. - Or nobody told you about it,

because they wanted it to stay cool.

- Mm. - To be fair,

it's not the commonest knowledge.

And, you know, there's always a chance

that somebody realizes that the jamb

to the fire door needs to be replaced.

Wait, wait, wait.

Are you actually concerned

that something broken in this building might get fixed?

Well, now you know.

And when you speak of me, speak well.

♪

♪

[siren wailing in distance]

[wind gusting]

Windy up here.

Fuck wind.

♪

[grunts]

[exhales]

Your CSRA and COMPAS assessments already qualify you.

- Okay. - And you already have

- your parole agent referral. - I do?

No, I-I do. Yeah, I do.

Well, look, even if you don't, you can self-refer,

and they'll just reach out to her and verify it directly.

Can you hold on for one sec?

- What the hell happened to you? - [scoffs]

Lot of things.

You know, I'm pretty sure I just gave you my phone number,

- not my address. - I'm pretty sure I knew

where you were getting paroled to before you did.

Hope you brought a hat. Sun's bright as shit.

DAN: You know, curfew,

dining hall's always packed,

they got an itinerary of where I can be and when.

Eh, some things are pretty much the same.

Yeah. [inhales sharply]

Except now I can smell jasmine.

You smell the jasmine, huh?

I spent 90 minutes in traffic

with gout in my foot and a shattered wrist

to see you for the first time in ten years,

you want to talk about fucking jasmine?

That it? You look like shit by the way.

Your skin's the color of old baloney.

That's why no hat.

I need the vitamin D.

You know, I don't give a shit what you need.

I don't give a shit what you can smell.

You think you're, you think you're still cute, Dan?

You think this is still fucking cute?

I know, Mike.

What do you want?

I want you to help me find a copy of my old case file.

I want to go in and open it up, look at everything

right from the start, but I need you

to help me find a copy.

Or at least just tell me where I should start looking.

In the garage.

What garage?

At my house.

Really?

The same old place, over in Culver?

In Glendale.

Glendale is... out by your mom.

That's nice. It is nice. It's her house.

She's my landlord.

I feel the first thing we do is rerun all the prints

that were found on the scene that weren't yours.

15 years is a long time. Especially in print tech.

You know, everywhere else, too, for God's sake.

And maybe some people who weren't printed or arrested

15 years ago have been arrested by now.

- How about that? - That's fantastic.

Yeah. It is.

Oh, and Mom didn't coil the garden hose,

so I fucking tripped on it, is what happened.

And gout. You're like a...

character from a fucking Charles Dickens novel.

I'm not sure what that means,

but I will flush you down the toilet.

[laughs softly]

ELLEN: Well, it's the part of your personality that scares you.

Right? That you repress, or reject.

And most of us... we don't even know that we're doing it.

But, like, if you've ever asked yourself, like,

"Am I a bad person?"

You know, like the thought that you had

or the thing that you did that made you think that,

that's your shadow.

Gee, thanks.

So, what's Jung saying, then?

That we all need to start thinking about our shadows?

Mm-hmm, yeah, because you can't ever really know yourself

unless you do.

And then if... if you don't, just means

that you're not controlling your shadow.

Your shadow's controlling you.

[car horn honking]

- Hey. - Hey.

Well, I was gonna call first, but then...

- You remembered you don't do that. - Yeah.

I just show up. Hi. [laughs]

- Good to see you. - Hi. - Hi.

-Hi, kid. -Hey, how's it going? Nice to see you.

You had to figure we'd be expecting you.

Yeah. I'm sorry. I'll move this thing.

- Ah, he won't mind. - Okay, well, I won't stay long.

- Ah, yeah, you will. - Okay, good. [laughs]

- Okay. - Hey, hon. - Hi.

How is school? What have you learned?

So, I went to see where they put him,

and it's decent, it's not shady.

He lucked out.

- Hmm. - He said something about seeing you?

- Yeah. - BETH: He told her

that he's going to try to prove he didn't kill Alex.

- Oh. - ELLEN: Does that violate his parole?

Does what violate it?

- To lie to the board at his hearing? - Oh.

If he was under oath, yeah, but he wasn't, so,

the only thing that can violate it now is him committing

another crime,

and I'm going to help him prove

that he didn't commit the first one.

You are?

- Why? - Why am I gonna do it?

Why does it have to be done?

Unless you've changed your mind about something

and didn't tell me, I feel like you know why.

I feel like if I lost 15 years of my life to that woman,

I wouldn't want to risk losing the rest of it.

Especially if I didn't kill her.

I feel like I would have learned by now, the house never loses.

Two of you didn't get your asses kicked enough the first time?

Right, yup, you're gonna do it, no matter what I say, so...

That's the spirit. You?

Hmm?

Yeah, I feel like if he feels like he needs to do it,

then he does.

[door opens]

[barking]

ARTHUR: Hey, good boy.

- Yeah, I gotcha. Hello. - [door closes]

- Hey, Dad. - Sorry I'm late, but some

asshole's in my spot in the driveway.

I mean, who does that?

- [laughs] - ELLEN: Good to see you. Aw.

- ARTHUR: Doing good? - How you doing?

Good to see you, too.

- It's like it's been forever. - I know, yeah.

Mike, what's going on?

- Good to see you. - Always.

DAN: Mikey.

- Hey. - Oh, is that for me?

You shouldn't have.

- All yours. - How's it going?

Well, I got bad news. Or, news.

So, Evan Rubidoh wasn't going home.

He wasn't picking up his last paycheck, either.

So I put out an alert,

and San Diego, too, since his family's down there.

Newhall PD found him

parked behind the church, one to the head.

Been there a couple days.

Note to his sister in his pocket.

Damn.

Yeah, fuck.

It mention Sylvie in the note?

Hmm.

Sorry. I thought you saw me standing over there,

and I didn't want to be rude.

But now I can tell that you did not see me

standing over there. Sorry.

No. Uh, Alex Forrest, Victims Services.

- Works with Conchita. - Ah.

This is Mike Gerard, Investigative Bureau.

The guy who took you under his wing.

- The very one. - So what happened?

Was she in the trunk? Sylvie Rubidoh?

We were just talking about that. No.

- Yeah, everybody's talking about that, I guess. - ALEX: Shit.

Sorry. So, what happens next?

We look somewhere else.

Well, that makes sense.

Okay, I am going to get this home

while it's still hot.

Nice to meet you. Good night.

Good night.

[clears throat]

[sighs]

You want to get something to eat?

How about... oreganata, or maybe some hot antipasto?

Yeah, I could do that.

You know, if you were a different guy,

I would tell you to be careful right now, but you're not

a different guy, are you?

What are you talking about?

Please.

What? 'Cause this?

Somebody I work with comes up to talk to me, and we're what?

Oh, come on, let's not act like I'm somebody who doesn't know.

Really? You could tell all of that

just from that little interaction?

Danny, don't make me into somebody

you got to lie to, too, please.

Do me that fucking favor.

Do me the favor and just spare me

the patronizing paternal disappointment.

It's not paternal, it's just the regular kind.

What is this? You're just gonna go straight to 11?

No benefit of the doubt, no questions asked,

just right to the worst thing?

Oh, right, excuse me. Nothing to see here. You're right.

- My apologies. - Fuck you, Mike.

Ah, come on.

[line ringing]

BETH: Hello?

- Hey, baby. - Uh-oh.

Yeah, they got a situation up at Men's Central Jail.

- No. - And Frank's supposed to be on call,

but he's not answering, and they can't track him down,

- so, I got to go. - Fucking Frank!

I know, right?

So what does that mean for you?

I'm not sure. There was a fight,

and apparently, one of the inmates got killed,

so now they all need to be interviewed right away.

Oh, well, this sucks.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.

No, because I'm at the office, remember?

You were supposed to be home to take over from my parents?

- Shit. - Yeah.

That's right. I'm so sorry.

It's fine. Just, um, by the time I get there,

they'll be two drinks in, so they got to sleep over.

Okay, shit. I got to go.

I love you. Be careful.

[both panting]

[Alex moaning]

[both panting]

♪

[sighs]

- [cork pops] - [drinks pouring]

[sighs]

Huh. Can't get out of here fast enough.

Three minutes after you come, you're already dressed.

[laughing]: What? No.

Oh, no, you're not already dressed?

Well, it's late.

It's early.

Did I do something?

Not yet, not if you take all of that off,

fuck me again.

I can't.

You better hurry.

It's not the walk of shame if nobody sees you.

This is not a walk of shame.

Okay, well, then, you should stay.

I can't.

Why can't you?

[sighs]

I didn't think that this is what we were doing.

What werewe doing?

Really, what were we doing?

Alex, I'm sorry, but I really do have to go.

Well, then, you really should go.

[door slams]

[door opens]

[keys jingling]

Since I won't be able to ask you later,

what do you think it would take?

No, wait. That's...

That's not what I meant to say.

Um... I meant to say how many do you think it would take?

How many what?

Pills.

Why?

Did you take something, Alex?

Hmm. What did you take?

I don't know.

But I took all of them.

What did you take, Alex?!

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

[sighs] Okay.

Okay, we need to call 911 right now.

Or-or there's the-the medical care center,

and my car's right across the street.

I can take you there. Is that what you want?

Is that what you want?!

Yes? Yes?

Okay, um, grab your keys

and your wallet and a coat.

Come on, we got to go right now.

Hey, hey.

You with me?

[sighs]

[tires squealing]

See? We made it.

I just want to say this before it's too late.

We're gonna go in there,

and we're gonna tell them what's happening,

and they will help you.

And after that, we're not gonna be able

to control anything that happens

because no one ever can.

A doctor or a nurse,

or someone thinks that there's illegal drugs involved,

or even if it turns out

you don't have any drugs in your system at all,

someone calls the cops, they file a report

saying they think you're suicidal...

you will be fired.

None of which matters at all if you still need to go in.

No.

No.

- Are you sure? Because... - Just...

[voice breaking]: I just want to go home.

[sniffles]

[sighs]

PROFESSOR: Part of our shadow self is

the part of us that's been hur, and when we reject it,

we're trying to protect ourselves from being hurt agai.

Acknowledging our shadow means

admitting our capacity for darkness.

And that makes us afraid.

But Jung believed it was the only way to heal.

He said, "Make the unconscious consciou,

or it will direct your life, and you will make it fate."

- Hey! - [groans]

[high-pitched ringing]

[muffled groaning]

DAN [muffled]: Ellen! Ellen! Oh, my God. Ellen.

- Hey! - Ellen, what are you doing here?

Oh, my God, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you hurt?

- Uh... Yeah, no, I'm not... - Did you hit your head?

- N-No, I didn't... - Okay, let's get you up.

- Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow. - I don't even know

- how that happened. - Fucking asshole.

- Oh, man. - [Ellen stammers]

Wow. Okay.

- Does that hurt? - No.

Oh, my God. Okay, um,

here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna go across the street and get you a seat,

get you something to drink, you can take a deep breath.

And, uh, just...

Wow. But first, we're just gonna sit here

for as long as you need, okay?

You sure you're all right?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

ANGELA: If you could script this

to be the way that you wanted it to go,

if you could have the ideal relationship with him,

going forward, have you thought about what that would be?

Hold his hand.

Just want to hold his hand.

♪

[elevator doors close]

[keys jingling]

Do you want me to stay?

But you can go.

♪

[sighs]

[elevator whirring, creaking]

♪

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♪

♪

♪

ALEX: You think about something that hasn't happened yet

and all the ways that it could go.

[SPEAKS GERMAN]

Head cinema. A movie in your mind.

JOSHUA: There is this tension, at the center of the story, of,

"Man, they shouldn't be doing this,"

but you kinda maybe want them to do this,

and like, "Oh my God, they did it," and then,

"Oh my God, they shouldn't have done that."

[LAUGHS]

Here's to it all.

I think the series really explores one bad decision

followed by many, many bad decisions.

TOBY: The story is about these decisions that people mae

that can have enormous consequences on their lives.

I actually never told anybody.

Well, what's at the root of the passion

for the characters is their broken pieces fit

like a jigsaw puzzle. Each one is a moth

and each one is a flame for the other.

Which is just my luck.

She's attracted to how self-possessed he is,

how confident he is,

but also, he embodies all of the stuff

that she really wishes that she had.

Normalcy and acceptance

and unconditional love from a partner.

Thank you for today.

JOSHUA: There's this, like, toxic attraction

between these two people who are meeting each other

exactly in the most broken pieces of each other.

The hell happened to you?[SCOFFS]

A lot of things.

All of the characters, not just Alex Forrest,

everybody's got their damage.

Everybody's bringing everything about themselves

to every encounter with other people.

If you could have the ideal relationship

with him going forward,

have you thought about what that would be?

I think she has no idea

what she wants from this human being,

but she just has this feeling, this memory,

of holding his hand.

I just wanna hold his hand.

It's an example of how, I think,

it's coming from a really, really deep, young place.

You know, if you were a different guy,

I would telling you to be careful right now,

but you're not a different guy, are you?

TOBY: It was just a matter

of kind of establishing who these guys were,

and we both trusted each other from the get-go.

I didn't think that this is what we were doing.

What were we doing?

JOSHUA: We've seen these two characters

have this very fast love affai.

Everything sort of kicks off and goes quickly.

And now, reality is starting to set in,

and there's a little bit of poison in the well.

DAN: And after that, we're not gonna be able

to control anything that happens.

SILVER: That's one of my favorite moments, actually.

Just as his point of view is about to become black,

he looks down, and he sees a rabbit

hopping down the hall.

It's really just a gift for the audience

that is really familiar with the film.

We tried to sort of leave a trail of breadcrumbs

for the people who know the movie inside and out.

I think it's gonna be a really fun,

wild ride for everyone for sure.