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- What? - I want to talk.
Why? Did you run out of rockets?
I have something to offer you, to make peace.
Not interested in making peace with you, Hank.
- I can get you Barry. - Bring him over.
No. I need you to come to my offices.
Fuck you, Hank. Come to your office. You shoot my ass of.
What to you take me for? You?
- He's on his way here right now. - I'm hanging up on you, Hank.
No. Look. You see that?
That's Sally Reed, his girlfriend.
And then, there's this little guy.
Is that his son?
That's right. He'll be here any minute.
I'm coming over.
You came to LA looking for him, didn't you?
Let me guess.
You were in a bad place
and you felt like he was the only one who could help you?
Good luck. I mean it.
Hank?
What's gonna happen to us?
It's not for me to decide.
- Guns. - Okay, what kind?
BARRY
We'll make this brief. With this new information coming to light,
we're reopening the Janice Moss murder case.
We now have reason to believe Gene Cousineau was involved.
We were just talking about a movie.
I'd like to hear a few words from Janice's father.
It pains me to say this because I was tricked by the man.
But I believe deep in my heart that Gene Cousineau
manipulated Barry Berkman to kill my daughter.
For the past eight years, he wasn't in hiding. He was on the run.
And his ego brought him back to LA and got him caught.
What I want, what I always wanted, was justice for Janice.
Mom, please tell me what's going on.
We don't move around a lot because of my special job.
It's because we're fugitives.
Do you know what that means?
It means people who are hiding from the police.
Your dad he escaped prison,
and I ran away with him.
- Why was he in prison? - Because he killed a lot of people.
- Because he was a soldier? - No. Because he was a murderer.
And I'm a murderer, too.
I killed a man.
And I deserve whatever happens to me.
But you don't.
You're a good kid.
You always do the right thing.
I know I never told you that before,
but you're a good person.
I'm not.
I'm a bad mother.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, John.
Okay. Just take her. You, stay with the boy.
No. No.
- Mom! No! - It's okay.
No! Mom!
- Wait! - No! Mom!
Where's the kid?
No, okay. Barry's almost here, all right?
We got the girlfriend as the dangling carrot.
- As soon as he gets here... - Bring him out or I walk.
You're very lucky Barry fell into your lap like this.
Seizing on luck is part of my profession.
Well, yeah. You're a businessman, not some lowlife killer.
You got all this through hard work, seizing on luck,
and as a tribute to the love of your life,
who was murdered by your enemies.
Denial, it's tough. I used to think I was a soldier,
ignoring the fact that I'd never fought in a battle in my whole life.
I was a poser. Yeah.
And I fancied myself a mentor, fostering other men's natural abilities.
But it wasn't until I was in prison
and I got beaten to within an inch of my life day after day
that I finally dropped the bullshit and just accepted who I am.
A man with no heart.
I am nothing like you, Fuches.
You're a weak, manipulative, pathetic little man.
New deal. I walk away right now. You'll never hear from me again.
All you have to do is admit that you killed Cristobal.
Admit that you fucked up.
Admit that you were scared,
that you hate yourself,
that there's some days you don't think you deserve to live.
And the only thing that'll make you forget is by being someone else.
- He was the love of my life. - I know.
- It wasn't supposed to happen. - It never is.
- I just wanted to be safe. - We all do.
You know what? You're a fucking liar.
The deal is off. Go fuck yourself.
Okay. All right.
You're okay, son. You're okay.
Just, come on. Let me get you back to your daddy.
Don't look down. Follow me.
- John? - Mom?
I can't fucking see. Guys, I can't see.
John? Where are you?
Wake. Damian, man.
John?
Good job. Keep walking.
Lord, I'm gonna die tonight. Please give me the strength
to sacrifice myself so that my son can live a long and pious life.
And that by doing this, all my sins will be washed away
and I will be redeemed in your eyes, and I will be able to sit next to you
in my rightful place in the kingdom of heaven for all of eternity. Amen.
- Dad! - John?
- John! - Dad!
Oh my god. Come here.
John?
John! Barry!
Gene Cousineau Suspect In Murder of Girlfriend
I spoke to Cousineau. I went to his house.
You went to his house?
He might go to jail for Janice's murder.
You need to turn yourself in.
Yeah...
I don't think that's what God wants for me.
I went in there tonight prepared to die, and for some reason, he spared me.
Honey, I've been redeemed.
The only way to be redeemed is by taking responsibility for what you did.
And the only way to do that is by turning yourself in.
You're tired. I'm tired. It's been a long day.
In the morning, we'll get out of L. A. , regroup.
We'll figure out the next chapter of our lives.
Okay?
Sally?
John?
Sally, you in there?
Shit.
Sally!
Fuck.
Gene?
Gene? It's me.
l hope you're not still on the internet. Are you okay?
Warner Bros: We Dont Work With Murderers
Those news trucks went away, so you can come out now if you want.
"Gene Cousineau's Son:"
"I figured out my dad bought my house with drug money. So he shot me."
I made a mess in the kitchen. I owe you a little vitamax.
I'm gonna run out and get you a new one.
I'm gonna be right back.
Listen, buddy, everything's gonna be fine, I promise you.
Just keep your pecker up. Remember, you're not alone.
- Jesus! - Who the fuck are you?
- Sally! Sally! - Jesus Christ
Who are you looking for? There's no one here.
- Get out of my way. - Easy. Please don't hurt me.
Sally! John! John, it's Dad!
- Just calm down. - Where's my family?
Hey, I know they're here. Sally Reed, blonde girl.
- She's got a little boy with her. - I swear they've never come here.
They've been talking to Cousineau. I know they're here.
Please believe me. They're not here.
Maybe it's a good thing that you came now, Barry.
You know, Gene is in a desperate situation.
Gene's gonna go to jail.
He's being accused of all the things that you did.
You are the only one who can save him, Barry.
This is an opportunity to do the right thing.
- You haven't seen a little boy here? - I haven't.
I see.
- You should call the cops. - The cops?
I'm gonna turn myself.
It's 331 Everwood, the comer of Everwood and Steiner.
We need an ambulance right now.
How amazing are they?
That was so wonderful, Ms. Reed.
Thank you guys. Thanks for coming. I wanna see you audition next spring.
- Okay, got it. - Bye! Drive safe!
Okay, let's go home.
- Sally Reed. Hi. - Yeah? Hi.
- It was a great show tonight. - Oh, thank you so much.
I love Our Town. I'm actually a big Our Town head.
Robert. I'm the new AP History teacher.
Hey, Robert, nice to meet you.
I try to get my students to come out and support the theater kids.
It's a hell of a lot easier when it's this good.
That's so nice of you to say. I mean, not all your groups are created equal.
So, they're a really great bunch. Thanks. Thanks for coming.
You wanna go get a drink or maybe a cup of coffee or something?
- No. - Of course.
Cool. Okay. Nice to meet you, Robert.
Let's go, John!
Mom, is it cool if I stay at Eric's tonight?
- Yeah, it's fine. - You'll be okay?
Yeah. I'll be fine.
Okay. I love you.
Hey, John?
- Was it okay? - Of course. It always is.
- It was good, right? - Yes.
Okay. Yeah, have fun. Be good.
- She said yes? - Yeah.
You ready for this?
Yeah. Let's go!
- You want a drink, bro? - Thank you. I don't drink.
- You ready for this? - I don't know if I want to watch it.
Yeah. Don't listen to your mom. You deserve to see this.
File name MC.
THE MASK COLLECTOR
I'm a soldier. A Marine.
Just getting back from a long tour in Afghanistan.
I got no job, got no family, got no friends. I need a community.
I keep having all these nightmares, all the terrible shit I saw in combat.
It's really fucked me. I just want to feel human again.
And I'm sick taking orders.
No orders from me. But you will get a few notes.
Gene Cousineau.
She should've died. Sorry, I'll do it again.
Ambush!
There would've been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
creeps in this petty pace from day to day.
It is a tale told by an idiot,
full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Barry, that was wonderful. The passion, the intensity.
You just had your first breakthrough.
I did what you taught me, Mr. Cousineau.
All that terrible stuff I told you, I used it and it worked.
I'm so proud of you.
What you did up there today was amazing.
Oh, thanks. I'm still learning. I'm Barry, by the way.
- Sally Reed. - Yeah, I know who you are.
You're one of the best students in class.
Mr. Cousineau, you'll never guess...
Ryan Madison? Who are these two guys? Mr. Cousineau?
We are busy, Barry.
I'm sorry to tell you all this,
but your classmate, Ryan Madison, has been killed.
If any of you have any information, please talk to me.
I'll help you solve this case if you'll let me take you out to dinner.
Mr. Cousineau, what was that noise?
Oh, my god! What happened?
It doesn't matter. I need your help. We need to get rid of the body.
What? I thought you loved her! How could you?!
They'll put me away for this. Is that what you want?
I know something was up with you, Cousineau.
You owe me. I took you in and helped you become human again.
I fought for you. Now it's your turn. You're a soldier.
Now do your duty!
I can't. Not like this.
You're going to regret this, Barry Berkman.
Barry Berkman murdered Janice Moss in cold blood.
That son of a bitch.
Then he kidnapped me, threw me in the trunk of a car.
On your feet, Berkman!
Sorry, brother. I know you're just doing your job.
- What are you going to do with us? - That's up to Mr. Cousineau.
Barry!
I got you! It's okay. I got you. Is he okay?
All right, we gotta move. Stay behind me. Okay?
You shouldn't have come back, Barry. You ruffled a lot of feathers.
You're finished, Cousineau.
Barry, none of this would've happened
if you would've helped me clean up that Janice mess.
I thought soldiers knew how to take orders.
Sometimes being a good soldier means not taking orders.
Gene Cousineau is currently serving life in prison
for the murders of Janice Moss and Barry Berkman.
PFC Barry Berkman was laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery
with full honors.
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