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Arthur West was a man of many passions.

He loved sports, his Bears, his Blackhawks.

The Cubs winning the division title last week

must have brought him tremendous joy.

So much that he jumped off a building, but sure.

And, of course, he loved his music.

Here to sing one of Arthur's favorites from Chicago singer Tyrone Davis

is his niece, Pam.

♪ Oh, darling ♪

♪ I'm so lonely without you ♪

♪ Can't sleep at night Always thinking about you ♪

♪ If I had the chance to start all over ♪

♪ I would be wishing today On a four-leaf clover ♪

♪ And leaving you Was the last thing on my mind ♪

♪ If I could turn back the hands of time ♪

Mom, what are you doing?

I bought this today.

I knew I should've got another size up because this only takes three at a time.

It'll take all night.

It was real nice you came to the funeral.

But you don't need to do whatever you're doing.

- Yes, I do. And you could help. - With what?

Oh, my God. You don't know.

What, Ma?

One thing you inherited from him is no head for business.

He would have gone bust if I hadn't found a way to keep him afloat.

But the one thing I told him, I said, "Do not skim! Not from these people."

You got dad laundering money?

I didn't see you complain when you opened that bar of yours.

The bar is making money now. I can stop drawing cash in six months.

There is no money, Del. It's over!

God.

Goddamn it!

I broke a nail.

Wait...

- There's no money. There's nothing? - No.

And even if the police don't investigate his suicide,

the insurance companies will,

so I'm making sure that there's nothing to fall back on anyone.

Why did you say "suicide" like that?

You really think your father killed himself?

No.

The mobster he was skimming from must have come to Chicago.

They met at that hotel with the rooftop bar,

which I know because he put the drinks on his card.

You owe somebody money and you go to a rooftop?

I mean, who does that?

Two drinks. One old fashioned.

You ever see Arthur West drink an old fashioned?

Next thing you know, he's 13 stories down on the sidewalk.

People out celebrating the Cubs.

Bam! Everyone's screaming.

Celebration over.

Who killed Dad?

Never mind who. Someone he would never want you to meet.

Come on. Shred.

"Bogdan Yankov"?

I said shred!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Excuse me.

Can I get you to sign the guest book?

Maybe write down how you know the deceased.

The deceased?

Bogdan Yankov?

Fucking idiot!

I mean...

Lose something?

Um...

What? No.

Um...

No. Sorry. Just lost my lighter. Dropped my lighter.

You can use mine.

Okay.

Thanks.

Sad day.

Sure is.

Want a cigarette?

I don't smoke.

Then why do you have a lighter?

They let me light the candles.

Are you getting a cold?

What?

Oh.

It was in their medicine cabinet,

when I was cleaning it out.

My... mom used to put this on me.

You're his son?

Moss.

Sorry for your loss.

Dutch!

♪ Ask me, baby... ♪

Where the fuck are you?

♪ You been out all night Know you been bad ♪

♪ Don't tell me different Know it's a lie... ♪

Jesus Christ.

Good morning. It's 10:00 and here's the news.

We know smoking can kill, but a Florida man found out the hard way.

When police say he lit up, then blew up

inside a port-a-potty.

Authorities speculate that the port-a-potty

was not properly ventilated,

causing highly flammable methane fumes to reach dangerous levels.

Later in this hour, we'll have a report on how you can check...

Makes me nervous, chief,

sitting with this salvage stuff in the daylight.

Yeah, yeah, I know, but we do it tonight or never.

Tomorrow they're covering the sinkhole.

Unless there's somebody else you want to kill first?

Just one. But it can wait.

♪ When that day comes, won't be mad ♪

♪ Be free of you, but I'll still be sad ♪

♪ In spite of your cheatin' Still love you so ♪

♪ I'll be unhappy if I let you go... ♪

Fucking freaks.

♪ Liar, liar, pants on fire ♪

♪ Your nose is longer Than a telephone wire ♪

♪ If you keep on tellin' me those lies ♪

♪ Still goin' out with other guys ♪

♪ There'll come a day I'll be gone ♪

♪ Take my advice, won't be long ♪

♪ When that day comes, won't be mad ♪

♪ Be free of you, but I'll still be sad ♪

♪ In spite of your cheatin' Still love you so... ♪

- You're in my car. - This ain't your car.

Get out of my car.

It ain't your car. I just bought...

What the fuck?

This guy needs someone to be punished for the dead woman.

If it's not the EMT, it'll be me.

- Tyler? - Can you bring me a juice?

- From where? - The kitchen.

- I'm not in the kitchen. I'm at work. - Why?

Because I came to work.

Tyler, is that a baby?

It's the neighbor's.

You'll have to take care of your own juice needs for the moment.

I have to get a mother to pull the plug on her brain-dead son.

I don't mean that as an insult. His brain is dead.

Sorry, I keep staring, but you're her, right?

- From that show? - No, not me.

No. You know what it is?

You remind me of someone I know from back home.

- Yeah? - Yeah. In Philly.

But it can't be because she died.

In fact, I just went to her funeral.

- Sad. - I know.

I'm Iris.

Do you mind?

- You'd be the former Mrs. Mike, then? - And you'd be the late Delly West.

Careful. Last person who came looking for me is being scraped off a toilet.

You're not threatening a cop, I hope.

- Are you a cop? This far from home? - I'm just sightseeing for now.

Looking for a boat.

Oh, you don't want a boat. Bad investment.

Sure was for Gil Franco, right? What were you and Mike doing on his boat?

Thinking about a fishing trip. Kind of like the one you're on.

New topic, but also maybe not.

Why would you fake your death for Moss Yankov?

We like playing hide and seek. I'm winning.

Are you, though?

Nice.

Put a couple filters on that,

send it to Moss and he can use it for your next obituary photo.

Gil Franco's death has nothing to do with me.

All that's gonna give you is one more body.

It kind of does have something to do with you.

See, Moss named you as his alibi the night Gil Franco was killed.

He's lying.

And you?

- Do you have an alibi? - Yes.

I don't think you wanna hear it.

Oh, I really do.

Okay. I was fucking your ex-husband.

So I guess that gives him an alibi too.

If you need corroboration, there might have been a homeless guy watching.

Wow. I certainly don't want to ruin such an epic love story.

I just want to solve a murder.

Uh-huh. But you're doing it a thousand miles from where it happened.

When Moss finds you, and let's face it, you're not that hard to find,

Mike is gonna want to protect you.

And I don't want him killed.

So, yeah, maybe I came down here to drag him out of one last casino.

Whatever you think is happening with you and Mike,

it's not just him you're running with. It's also his addiction.

Trust me, we were in a threesome for years.

So my advice?

Either get out before the luck turns or make sure that slot keeps paying off.

I didn't kill Gil. Mike didn't kill Gil.

And you will never hang this murder on Moss.

- Why is that? - Firstly, he didn't do it. Not personally.

He also won't roll on whoever he had do it and they won't roll on him,

so you're going home with nothing.

That sucks.

Mike and Delly went to Florida and all I got was this lousy photo.

Or...

I can give you something to take down Moss' entire operation.

And you get?

That picture.

And 24 hours to disappear again.

I like being dead, but only this much dead, not all the way.

Airplane, home today.

No Space Mountain. No Harry Potter World.

Just drop your car at the airport and fuck off.

Morning.

- Welcome, my friend. - A lovely town you have.

Thank you, thank you, many things to do at the beach.

The rockets.

Ah. I see why my friend chose this place. Mike Valentine?

Uh, Mike Valentine?

Yes, Mike Valentine. He here?

Uh, yeah, I'm sorry.

But to respect the privacy of our guest,

it is the policy of ownership not to give out information

as to whether they are here or not.

Maybe leave your name and number?

Uh, that's okay.

It's more fun to surprise him anyway.

Wow.

I haven't seen this one in years.

My dad, he worked with vending machine companies.

And coming up, when I was learning the family business,

I picked up on a few quirks of the various models.

See, like this one.

If you give it a punch...

in the right spot, you get a free soda.

Very nice.

I haven't been involved at that level in a while, you know...

sleeves rolled up, getting the job done, that sort of thing.

But fuck it.

I'm on vacation, right?

He's in room two!

Great.

Coming up after the break,

we'll have Johnny Football with the latest in prep and college highlights,

plus a preview of this weekend's NFL matchup...

You okay if I turn it off a sec?

Good looking boy.

Jason.

Jason.

Patsy.

I wanted to see how you are.

They want to take his organs.

I just want to say it's such an unfair decision

they're asking you to make.

As a mom.

Kids?

A daughter.

Goddamn it, I gave birth to a goddamn car alarm.

- Why don't you let me take her. - And do what? Breastfeed her?

I'm all there is between her and death. Just me.

Is she grateful? No. She's mad at me. I can't do it, Ted.

You said I could and you lied. You don't even want to have sex with me!

Wait, what?

You were right.

- Ow! - Be still.

Mike Valentine.

Coming to this place.

I should have listened.

We won't let these people stop us.

American dream.

A dream is what happens when you are asleep

and other people come and beat you.

With a Mello Yello.

We made a plan.

We stay to it.

Do what's best for our family.

We'll be okay.

And maybe start sleeping with one eye open.

Yeah, yeah.

Where is Samuel?

I heard rockets lift off around here.

You ever seen a rocket lift off?

If I lived here, I'd go all the time.

I get it. In Philly, people come from all over the world to see the Liberty Bell.

I've seen it once on a school trip. It was boring.

I spent the whole time throwing acorns at a horse.

Where'd you get this?

It's okay.

I won't tell.

One of the rooms.

Room two?

I'm just gonna put it back.

Oh, no, no, no. I'll do it.

Remember.

Don't steal.

Tell the truth.

Take care of your teeth.

Do all that...

you'll make your parents proud.

Sammy!

Sammy! Out. Out!

Hi. This is Mike. Leave a message.

Mike Valentine, call me.

We need to talk.

I'm sure she doesn't hate you.

No, seriously.

She acts like I did something to her.

Like the other day,

she said she wants to be an astronaut, and I said, "That's great!"

Thinking, "Finally some ambition."

And she said it's because she wants to get as far away from me as she can.

Well, I can be mean too.

I told her, "Good luck with that.

I don't know of any astronauts that got a D in math."

And, yes, everyone says that's just how 14-year-old girls are with their mothers.

But I wouldn't know. Mine was gone by then.

So I know how blessed I am,

but it's possible to feel blessed and wanna murder them at the same time.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

I apologize. I really do.

No. He's a fuck-up.

Sorry?

It took him three times to pass the EMT test.

But he did it.

Maybe he's a late bloomer.

And that's the hardest part, is that if he dies now,

this is all he is.

A fuck-up forever.

- No chance to bloom. - No.

This young man wanted to save lives.

Now he can by donating his organs.

He won't be a screw-up.

He'll be a hero.

A mother's whole job is to keep them alive.

It's the whole job.

A mother's job is to meet their needs.

What he needs now, you're the only one that can give it to him.

Should I get the doctor in?

We'll keep the gear in here, come back at dark and do this.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Everybody tell me your favorite movie from the last ten years

without a Minion in it. Go.

- All right. I'll tell you mine... - Shh.

- What are you guys doing here? - I could ask you the same thing, buddy.

We're here for the meeting. Isn't there a meeting today?

There is. You guys are just in the wrong room.

Come, follow me, we're this way.

With all the damage, the church doesn't want us in here,

- but we're damaged people ourselves... - Of course.

...so I think it's a good fit.

I'm sorry.

She's so beautiful.

See? Just need a break. That's all.

- Let's get a sitter this week and go out. - Okay.

I can stay with Jason.

Shh. I think she's asleep.

Okay, sweetie. Just going to put you down now.

Hi. This is Mike. Leave a message.

Michael. It's done.

You have your body.

How is he still breathing if his brain is dead?

Maybe drugs still in the system.

Sometimes, if there's no other organ failure,

they can breathe until the brain gives up.

- Even a few more days. - A few more days?

Goodness.

But he could also recover. A miracle could happen.

- You want anything? - No, I'm okay.

Hi. This is Mike. Leave a message.

Mike. You cannot not call me back.

You said you're in trouble if the boy's alive. He's alive.

Call me.

Hey, guys, I'm sorry. Um...

No cell phones. We have to put those in the basket, okay?

Oh.

- Here you go. Thanks. - Thank you very much.

Usually we like to start by welcoming newcomers

and asking them if they feel comfortable sharing with us

what brought them here.

Oh. Um...

Well, hi, I'm Mike, and...

and I'm an alcoholic, and I...

Okay, Mike, that might be true, but this is actually an Al-Anon meeting.

He's got a gambling problem, if that helps.

Uh, no, it does not.

But, Mike, do you have any family members

or loved ones who have particular behaviors that might trigger you...

- Yeah, my father. - Oh, please.

- If you give me one second... - My mom died.

She had cancer.

And I'm saying she died...

and also she had cancer, two different facts.

She was fighting it. Her spirits were good.

And then one day I came home from football practice...

and she had shot herself.

In the bathtub. Not to make a mess.

I was the only one home, my dad was at work.

So I called 911, they took her away and...

and then I was left to clean up the pieces of my mother's head

so that when my sister came home, she didn't have to see that.

The lie we told her was that mom had taken a bad turn from her cancer

and died in the hospital.

Not that she blew her brains out with my father's gun.

Oh, yeah, he was a cop.

And his personal weapon was always locked up, but not this day.

This day it wasn't.

And my mom got to it and killed herself with it.

When the investigating officers returned the gun to my dad,

he just put it back in the box.

I didn't understand how he could even have it in the house.

My mother, she was the one who kept us on the right track.

With her gone, my dad just turned his back on everything she was.

Everything.

Most guys, they think their dads are heroes

until they become adults themselves and can see them as flawed.

Me, I got there at 13.

Wow, Mike, thank you for sharing.

Does anybody else have anything they would like to share with the group?

Yeah, I'll go.

In an unusual coincidence, my wife had cancer too.

But her spirits were not good.

The pain she was in...

She didn't want the kids to know or be scared.

But it was unimaginable.

I think they're related.

At night, when it got the worst...

she would beg me...

to die.

And because I loved her more than any woman that I had ever loved

or will ever love...

I gave her that.

I left my gun unlocked.

Not an accident.

A choice.

That I couldn't take back.

And I went to work and I sat there knowing...

that when I got home...

she would be dead.

It was the worst day of my life.

But you didn't come home to find her dead, I did.

You were supposed to be at practice, you were always there until dark.

- It was canceled. - Yes. And I was stuck on a domestic.

What the fuck was I supposed to do? Not every movie is about you.

- It was my mother! - You made her death all about you.

And your hatred to me.

You couldn't let it go because without your hatred to me, what were you, huh?

What were you?

And what you never saw was your mother's agonizing...

Pain. Yeah.

- I did. - Decision.

Agonizing decision

to let go.

She said that I could do it, that I was strong.

- But you weren't. - No.

I couldn't do it.

Your mother, she was the best person on earth.

She did everything right,

but it didn't matter because there is no right

and there is no wrong.

And I never told you that I was better than I was.

I told you that you were better than me. That's what I hoped for.

I am what I am, and to expect anything different,

that was a mistake,

and that's on you.

Somebody else go.

Hi. This is Mike. Leave a message.

You need to call me now.

Oh, shit.

A lot of calls?

Yeah. I should return some.

Buzz and Ray-Ray finish up?

Yeah, yeah. It's all set.

Hey, maybe...

Maybe we should get some lunch or...

or a beer sometime?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, we could do that.

Okay.

What are you doing here?

You don't answer your phone. That's what.

Sorry, we were in a thing.

Oh, cool, that sounds fun. I was in a thing too.

My thing was your ex-wife is here.

Shit, I know. Did she see you?

- You know? - How did you know who she was?

We had a chat.

Let's stick to the part where she knows who I am.

So the first thing I'm doing with the gold money

is get plastic surgery, so I'm not fucking killed.

I'm Iris. You mind?

There's not gonna be any gold money if she's around tonight.

No, I know, I'll take care of Iris, don't worry.

I'm already doing it. Give me the key.

I need to get her something and she'll go away.

Something? Or that thing you said you didn't have?

Yeah, kind of like the wife you didn't say you had.

You don't get to ask questions at this particular moment.

Why is there a stuffed dog in your room?

- That's Bodie. - You stuffed Bodie?

- He was the best dog I ever had. - Mom said you had buried him.

No, she said he went to live with God, but I don't believe in God.

I believe in taxidermy.

- Hey. - Hey, Iris.

So you're in Florida.

Yeah, it's nice here. I can see why you haven't left.

Let's talk. You remember The Breakers?

See you there.

Hey. It's gonna be fine. I promise.

- So how are you? - I'm good.

I'm great.

See? You don't have to come down here to check up on me. I'm fine.

Maybe, but when enough people tell me I shouldn't be here,

I start to think here is exactly where I should be.

So why are you?

I'm here to kill someone, obviously.

After killing Gil Franco, I had to bring my murdering talents to Florida.

I'll give you a minute with the menu.

Someone killed Gil Franco.

Yes, and it wasn't me and you know that.

I told you already why I'm here.

- Then you just keep lying to me. - That's not true. I have not.

Okay, where is Delly West?

That one because I needed to protect her. That's all.

I just wanna know what you found on Gil Franco's boat.

The same as you.

- Rifle cases with no rifles inside. - So, what was he moving?

- I don't know. I have no idea. - None, Mike? Really?

No.

Really.

Should we order?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry, they've called three times.

- You mind if I take it? - Please, take it.

Okay.

Who's this?

This is your partner.

Clara?

We have a problem.

What are you talking about?

A man came here looking for you, and now my husband has a hole in his head,

and if we go to the hospital, we'll get deported.

Slow down. What man?

An asshole!

Smells like Vicks VapoRub.

♪ There is no light ♪

♪ There is no charm... ♪

You're kidding me.

- You did not say that. - I did. It's true.

There's no greater sports town in the world than Philadelphia.

- Chicago! - It's not even in the conversation.

Okay, how many titles of any kind

has Philly won in the lifetime of anyone living now?

I mean, one.

You can count the total on your dick.

It would take two dicks, thank you very much.

But that's what makes a great sports town. We don't have to win.

Wow, that's a lucky break.

We support our teams, live or die.

You should go to Chicago sometime and see what you're talking about.

- I have. That's why I know. - No. You have no idea.

I was there one night. Last time the Cubs won the division,

what was it? A year ago.

I drove through downtown that night, not a single car on fire.

A fan base that can't manage to torch even one cop car

is not committed to the cause.

You okay?

Hmm?

Yeah.

♪ Cause I gotta live with myself ♪

♪ Till I'm dust ♪

♪ Just walk on by ♪

♪ If we pass on the street ♪

♪ Sometimes in battle ♪

♪ It's best to retreat ♪

♪ Searching for light ♪

♪ Gasping for air ♪

♪ Heartbroken, in disrepair... ♪

M-O-S-S.

Of course, fucking idiot.

♪ Heartbroken, in disrepair... ♪

Hi, Delly.