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(RAIN PATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

(KEYS JANGLING)

You're home.

I, uh...

I couldn't get a cab.

I had to take the subway.

And my umbrella
wasn't in my briefcase.

It's by the front door.

(SNIFFLING)

Have you been
smoking again?

I wish you would talk
to someone.

I told you, I'm fine.

I've decided to look
at the positive side
of the whole episode.

At least it shook me out
of my routine.

You make it sound
as though you deserved it.

I've been going over
that night in my mind,

thinking about the guy
who did this to me.

If it had been some kid,
you know, some young punk,

maybe I wouldn't
have been so surprised.

But he was almost my age.

For all I know
he's got a wife,
bills to pay,

he eats dinner
at the same time
every night.

Just like me.

It could have been me,
for God's sake.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SIGHS)

What is it that you want?

What everyone wants,
to experience life.

To wake up enthused.

To be happy.

Can I get another round,
Patrick?

Still happy hour?

Fifteen more minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

Happy hour.

You wouldn't know it
from the looks in here,
would you?

Well, at least I'm happy.

I just sent a guilty man
to prison today.

Got another low-life
off the street.

Show me a happy man
and I'll show you
a disaster waiting to happen.

You know,
if you don't mind
me asking,

what makes you
an authority
on the subject?

I knew a happy man once.
It was a curse.

That man you knew,
he, uh...

He wouldn't happen
to be sitting in a bar
on a weeknight,

having some drinks
by himself, would he?

Just a guy
I used to work with.

He thought he had it made
and liked to brag about it.

Every day
he'd come into the office,

he'd sit himself down

and read the paper
until 9:00, 9:30.

Every night,
he'd pack his briefcase
at five minutes to 5:00.

And every Wednesday at lunch

he's take himself a little
walk around the corner,

and come back
with a haircut and a sandwich

and seven bucks worth
of lottery tickets.

So one morning
he goes through his routine,

and he's reading the paper
as usual,

and he's checking his numbers,

and he realizes he's got
a ticket in his wallet

and it's worth
two million dollars.

So he stands up
and he quits right then
and there, on the spot.

You should've seen the grin
on that man's face.

But you know what they say.

"Fortune smiles at some
and laughs at some others."

What happens?

Neighbors start coming out
of the woodwork,

they ask for small loans,

a woman shows up at his door
claiming to be his mistress,

she wants her cut.

That didn't sit too well
with his wife.

Someone threatens to kidnap
his teenaged son,

it turns out the son
cooked up the plot himself.

And then
there was this business
with the mother-in-law,

somewhere along the line
he had asked the old lady
to pray for his good fortune,

so wouldn't you know,
she claims he won that money

on account
of some candles she lit.

So she figures
she's entitled to half of it.

(SCOFFS)

Decides to take him to court.

By this time,
what with most of his assets
tied up in litigation,

not to mention
all the shakedowns
and bad loans,

he's flat broke.

Next thing you know,
he comes crawling
back to the office,

(MOANING)
he wants his old job back,

he wants any job back.

He wants his old life back.

So, now you tell me if his
happiness wasn't a curse,
then what was it?

Yeah, look, there's one
fundamental difference

between your friend
and myself.

See, he seems like he
tried to take a shortcut.

I earned it.

I worked hard,
I put in the hours,

I went to court,
I fought well, and I won.

Maybe you just got lucky,
this once.

I don't believe in luck.

Luck is a lazy man's excuse.

Spoken like a guy
who's had nothing
but good luck.

Let me guess, prep school,
yacht club,

trips to Europe
in the summer,
that sound about right?

Lots of silver spoons.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SNIFFLES)

Tell you what, my friend,
it's been nice talking to you.

Now if you'll excuse me...

I'm going to slip back
to the booth with my friends
and do a little celebrating.

Could you get him
another one on me,
please, Patrick?

Funny story, though.

OWEN: So who's your new
best friend over there?

Uh, he's a barstool preacher.

Got a hold of
an unlucky lottery ticket.

Is he trying
to make you feel guilty
for having a good time?

Absolutely not.

Because what do we say?
We say, fuck guilt.

ALL: Fuck guilt!

We have dealt with enough
of that today, men.

(HUMMING)

For my friend at the bar
on the corner.

(PEPPY SONG PLAYING)

You my friend,
yes sir.

Another place up the street.
Are you guys coming?

No, no, no.
Not me. Going home.
I've an early day tomorrow.

All right.
You have a good one.

Where are you heading?
Midtown?

I'll give you a lift.

I keep thinking
about what he said
when he was arrested.

How he threw himself
on the ground and shouted,

"I can't go back!
I can't go back!"

I know, I figured the jury
would remember that, too,

that he'd been
in prison before.

I mean, I had to
bring out his priors.

The guy
is a habitual offender.

He belongs in jail.

That's what's so damn
beautiful about our job, Owen.

We prosecute the guilty,

we hold them responsible
for their actions.

And I believe
that's what people want.

They want an example.

They want structure.

Show them some concrete proof
that there's some order
in this world.

You know, show them a system
that can determine
right from wrong,

and they're gonna show us
a better society.

And that's exactly
what we can give them.

(FLUTTERING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

(SNIFFLES)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah,
I'm fine.

What, are you
hungover or...

No, I'm not fucking
hungover.

I had two drinks
at the lousy bar
with you, Owen.

I wasn't counting, man.

Two. Two lousy
watered-down fucking drinks.

I don't need my mother here,
all right?

Okay, I didn't...

What happened
to your head?

Nothing.
It's my own clumsiness.

Fuck.

Look, man,
I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry about
jumping on you.

It's been a long week.

OWEN: It's okay. I know.

TROY: How's your drug
bust case going?

OWEN: Maybe you can give me
a ride home, you know,

and we can talk about it
on the way.

TROY: I can't.
We gotta find another time.
I didn't drive.

OWEN: Okay.

Troy, the bureau chief
is looking for you.

He wants to see you
right away.

Did he say
what it's about?

I don't know.
He's in his office.

(KNOCKING)

I've got something for you.

One that requires
special attention.

I was actually
going to talk to you
about taking some time off.

We can't afford that
right now.

Here is the homicide
you've been looking for.

He's got two priors
for petty theft.

This one might've
been petty, too,

if things had turned out
differently.

What do you mean?

The suspect grabbed a camera
from some tourist.

There was a brief struggle,

the victim fell
and struck his head
on the ground.

Died almost instantly.

I'll have your other cases
assigned to someone else.

By the way,
I've recommended you
for a promotion.

Uh, wait.
Stop here a minute,
will you?

CABBIE: You find
what you're looking for?

I don't know.

Damn, I forgot to turn
on the meter.

Well, smile, why don't you?
It's your lucky day.

WALKER: The car is traveling
at 30 miles per hour,

when he sees a pedestrian
150 feet ahead.

Using this equation,
we find that reducing
the velocity to zero

requires a constant
deceleration of...

6.45 feet per second squared.

Don't you have to assume
that the car's velocity
remains constant

during the
deceleration period?

Yes, you're right.
The constant in this case
is in fact an average.

A better example of
nearly-constant acceleration

is the vertical
free-fall of a body
near the Earth's surface.

A pair of glasses
dropped from a building,
for example.

Any more questions,
before we move on?

Okay, now let's
turn our attention
to entropy

(CHUCKLING)

WALKER: Mr. Hammond.

Tell me about
the movement of
an isolated material system

from one state
of equilibrium
to another.

Just as I thought.

Now let me ask you, then...

When you get up in the
morning, do you expect
your bed to make itself?

I would if I was in a hotel.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

Perhaps someone else
would like to offer
a better example.

Mr. Avery.

When two gases mix,
the entropy is always greater
than it was initially,

and it can never,
by itself, unmix.

Exactly.

It can never go back
to the way it was.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Oh, you look so serious.

Ah, I was just thinking.

About what?

How much my life
has changed
since we met.

I bet you never thought
you'd be living in one room
out of a suitcase.

I can't believe
you haven't been back
to your place yet

to get the rest
of your things.

Maybe I'll just get
new things.

Start over.

It's a simple
light refraction
through a converging lens

(BEEPING)
Oh!

I forgot to turn it off.

Does your husband
ever wonder

why you're
not in your office
on certain afternoons?

He's never asked me.

What would he do
if he found out?

(SIGHING) I'm not sure.

When he was first diagnosed,

he told me he'd understand
if I sought companionship
elsewhere.

But don't believe him.

People often lie
to make others happy.

Look,
his health is improving.

Why should he be tormented,
doubting himself?

Ignorance is bliss,
is that it?

Maybe he's better off
living under an illusion.

"The mind is its own place,

"and in itself
can make a heaven of hell,

"hell of heaven."

Paradise Lost.

I'm teaching Milton
this semester.

When can I see you again?

Next Thursday,
after my 4:00 lecture?

I meant it before,
when I said you had
changed my life.

I'm different now.

You set me free.

From what?

Life of predictability.

Dullness of routine.

I'll see you again Thursday.

Same time.

WOMAN: Hey, Bea.

(LAUGHING)

Take a break.

Yeah, I found this
in the hall closet.
(LAUGHING)

There's a nice little red one
in there, too.
(LAUGHING)

It's almost 1:00.
My show's going to be on.

Okay. Well, um...

You can go ahead and watch.
I'll do the bathroom.

Okay.

It is cold
in here.

How many more flights, huh?

Just two.
I think you can
make it.

Just you here, right?
Mmm-hmm.

Nice little setup here.

Familia, friends...

Hello, Tweety.

So you like
living alone?

Mmm-hmm.

I can do whatever I want.

Okay, what's this?
(CHUCKLING)

I got it for my birthday
when I was five.

My mom was sick that day

so a neighbor
took me to the beach,

and I just sat on the pier
with her in my lap,

watching the water.

And the sun,
the way it was shining on it,

it kinda looked like fire,

so I reached down and I tried
to touch it with my toes,

and then I fell in.

A man had to jump in
and save me.

Where's the rest of it?

It rotted.

And her one eye got stuck.

Kinda looks like
she's winking.

BEA: It's a sign.

I should have drowned
that day, but I didn't.

Oh! Oh, I was gonna
give you something

that I got from
the Rudolphs for you.

Oh, wow!

Thank you!

Oh, Greece.
I think they went there
a few months ago.

Yeah, I think
they go there a lot.

I think they go
a lot of places.

They got too much money.

Yeah, they sleep
in separate bedrooms.

DORRIE: Yeah, probably
both use shrinks, too.

(CHUCKLING)

All rich people do.
They got nothing better
to do with their money.

What would you do
if you had a lot of
money like that?

I'd probably give you some.

Hey. I had to sit.
My back was hurting again.

DORRIE: We were just
finishing up in here.

Oh, yeah, don't mind me,
I'll get out of your way.

Um, your shirt is torn,
but I could fix it for you,
if you want.

If it's not
too much trouble.
No. Not at all.

He smiled at you.
I know.

(CHOIR SINGING)

"Do not grumble
against one another,
that you may not be judged,

"behold, the Judge
is standing at the door.

"As an example
of suffering and patience,

"take the prophets
who spoke in the name
of the Lord.

"Behold, we count them happy
who endure."

He's been over
every single night
this week.

He spreads his stuff
everywhere.

I couldn't even get in
the bathroom this morning.

What did
your roommate say?

She says that
she is in love.

Okay, how are you gonna know
you're in love with somebody
when you just met them?

DORRIE: Ridiculous.

It's not fair, 'cause I'm
gonna have to be the one
that's gonna move out.

You can bet that.

So what am I gonna do,
huh?

You could stay with me.

I'm not staying with you.
You barely have enough room
for yourself.

These rich people,
they got it easy.

They don't got to worry
about nothing.

People with money
worry about other things,
I suppose.

Yeah, like what?

They worry about losing it.

One day you're gonna see
I'm right.

Life isn't fair.

Maybe it seems
that way now,

but you don't know
what's up ahead.

Amazing things
happen all the time.

You actually believe that?

Well...

I didn't tell you this
before, but...

The day I almost drowned,
I had a vision
through the water,

and I asked about it later,
but no one else had seen it.

What did it look like?

It was white,

like a sail
blowing in the breeze.

And while I was watching it,
this...

...feeling came over me,
like I was floating.

And I knew that everything
would be all right.

That I was saved for a reason.

(HUMMING)

What are you studying there
there so intently, Wade?

Your horoscope?

GENE: Is it gonna be another
great day for you, Bowman?

I was just looking
at the sports.

Did I tell you my son made
the all-city swim team?

Oh, really?

Now, which one is this,
the math genius
or the other one?

The musical prodigy.

Casey, my oldest.
He's a good kid.

Well, they both are,
thank the Lord.

Yeah, what's the good Lord
think about your girlfriend?

What girlfriend?

You know,
the one you're always
sweet-talking on the phone.

Hey, don't try telling us
it's your wife.

Nobody talks that way
to the ball and chain.

Come on, guys, you don't
need to hear how happily
married Bowman is, do you?

I do.
It'll be 23 years
next month.

MICKEY:
Hey, 23 years you say?
That's a coincidence.

My wife and I
were happy for 23 years.

Then we met.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

What is all the excitement?
Is this some holiday
I don't know about?

No, Wade's been filling us in
on his latest good fortune.

Ah. Well, you know
what they say.

"Fortune smiles on some,
and laughs at others."

Okay, there's a disaster
in across the Hudson

I need you to do
a price tag on.

Some idiot
chopped down a tree

that fell
on his neighbor's house,

neighbor happens to be
a policyholder of ours,
half his roof is gone.

He's lucky it didn't happen
last week when we were
having all that rain.

Yes, you tell him that.
I'm sure he would appreciate
your point of view.

Here, for you, Mickey.
A slip and fall, and I think
the guy's a professional.

He's got one too many
neck braces on his record.

See you later, fellas!
I hope you like
traffic, Bowman.

I heard on the radio,
both tunnels backed up,
at least an hour.

That's okay.
I'm halfway through
one of those books on tape.

Guy's got a comeback
for everything.
Yeah, good old Smiley.

He's got the world beat,
doesn't he?

Kincannon just called.

The monthly meeting
got shoved up.

What do you think?

(CHUCKLING)
No doubt it's about
the bad rating.

Hi, fellas!

I stopped at home
and brought you some
tomatoes from my garden.

Can you believe
the size of these?
Whoa!

Help yourselves.
Mr. Green Thumbs.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

(SNIFFING) Mmm.

Thanks, Bowman.
Careful, they're juicy.

Yeah, I bet!

Let me
ask you something.
Yeah.

What's your take
on him?

I'd say he's about
the happiest son of a bitch
you'd ever wanna meet.

You think he's happy?
Mmm-hmm.

I don't believe it.
I think he's hiding something.

(DICK SCOFFS)

GENE: Yeah. The devil
doesn't have horns
and a tail, you know.

He's the guy that lives
in the apartment next door
and plays the music too loud,

and steals your newspaper
in front of your door
every morning.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(BANGING)

MAN: Smoke? Smoke?
Smoke? Smoke?

What are you
looking at, mister?
You want something?

As a matter of fact,

I'd like you
to take your business
out of my neighborhood.

We've got
young children here.

Yeah, what are you going
to do about it, old man?

Haul me off to jail?
Lock me up, huh?

Put you in a place
where you can watch

free cable television all day
at taxpayers' expense?

Not on your life!

And now you must excuse me,
I have a real job
I have to go to.

LEW: Our latest ratin
has fallen,

and we are trying
to find some way
to right this ship.

So I would like to hear
from all the department heads,

and we will start first
with Gene in Claims.

Gene?
Well, we're in
pretty good shape.

According to the underwriters,
our payout on claims
is very, very low,

and they're
all legitimate.

Yeah, well, not quite
low enough.

Now, the obvious solution
is to raise the premiums,

I've talked to the
actuarial department,

and they've come up with
some answers in this area.

Now, I'm wondering
if we ought to re-examine
our policy standards.

Just stop insuring property
in certain areas of town
altogether.

Look, forgive me,
but the situation we're in

has got nothing to do
with policy standards.

The reason our rating fell

is because
we're undercapitalized.

That's a financial problem.

What happened?
Another round of
finger-pointing?

If they think they're gonna
blame this department

for that junk punk's bad
financial investments,
they got another guess coming!

Hey, hey, hey,
I got a couple of seats
for tonight's game.

I'll let you have
a good deal.

Who'd you shake down
this time, hmm?

Yeah, you can say
what you want,
it's your loss.

Gene, you're a baseball fan.
What about you?
I got plans.

They getting worried about
Hank Stockwell's resigning?

No, it didn't come up.
He wasn't even there.

I hear he's been headhunted
by a west coast company.

He's gonna bail out.

Where'd you hear
that from?

Up on 35,
redheaded secretary
up there.

She's been taking
all of his messages.

(MICKEY WHISTLING)

It's really warm
out there.
Nice haircut, Bowman.

Thank you.
Good news.

The electrical fire
was confined to
an empty storage area.

Priced out
below the deductible.

Gene, you got a phone call
on line three.

Take a message.

It is your ex-wife.
She said it was important.

I'll take it in my office.

GENE: How long
has he been here?
MAN: Since last night.

Okay. Here's the $1,500
for the bail money.

When's the court date?

Uh... November 20th.

But if he skips this time,
there's nothing I can do.

All right.
Why don't you have a seat?

I'll have someone
send him out.

What happened?
What are we doing here?

I didn't do it.

Ronnie, you say
that every time.

It's the same thing
with you.

MAN: Hey, no smoking.

He said no smoking.
Go to hell.

Ronnie, I just laid out
1500 bucks for you.

Give me five minutes
of your time. Ronnie!

DICK:
I'm sure it's just a phase
he's going through.

It'll pass.

Well, I'd like to kick him
into the next phase.

Look, can I get
another cup of coffee
when you get a chance?

Thank you.

Bowman's wife made these
cookies. Want one?

I can't get
enough of them.

What next?

Last week his
prizewinning tomatoes,
this week cookies.

Well, his kid came in
first place in some swim meet
or something.

Hmm!
We get leftovers.

Look, I love my kids to death,

but I can't remember
the last time one of my kids
came in first in anything.

I don't get it.
Am I missing something?

Bowman just glides
through life without a care
in the world,

he's out all day
looking at leaky roofs,
dented cars,

looking at other people's
misery.

He comes back,
he's smiling.

Smiling.

If I didn't know better,
I'd think that you
were jealous.

Excuse me?
Did I hear you correctly?

Did you say you think
I'm jealous of Smiley Bowman?

I just meant,
why let a guy like that
bother you?

Because he's average,
that's why.

He sits behind his desk
all day,

rushes home exactly at 5:00
to his wife and his kids,

messes around with his garden.

He's got no vision.

He's got no drive.

You know, your wife
ever make you cookies
like this?

I don't remember.

(MUFFLED MUSIC FROM
ANOTHER APARTMENT)

(BANGING)

Hey, Gene, Lew Kincannon
was down here to see you.

Yeah? What did he want?

Look, I don't know,
he waited in your office
for a while,

then he went back upstairs.

Oh, God.
I was stuck in the subway.

What is it?
What are you smiling at?

BOWMAN: Was I smiling?
I didn't even realize it.

Well, I did.
I realized it.

BOWMAN: Sorry, Gene.
I didn't mean anything by it.

Lew?
Oh, Gene. Come on in.

Just missed you.
We must have
crossed elevators.

Yeah, look, I just wanted to
tell you that Hank Stockwell
has just made it official.

Yeah, he's taking a job
in California.

It starts at the end
of the month.

Oh, I heard something
about that.

Yeah, his timing
couldn't be worse.

We cannot afford
to lose a vice president.
Especially now.

We will be promoting
people from the inside,

because we don't want
to further damage
company morale.

In the meantime,
we're asking all
the company managers

to cut back on
department expenses.

So, whatever you can do,
we'd appreciate.

Okay.

BOWMAN: "And you're gonna
rob all the men,
and kiss all the women."

And the next one says,
"You let Jesse rob this train
the way he wants."

(ALL LAUGHING)

It's because I'm excited.
It's my anniversary.

I could never concentrate
when it was my anniversary.

PETE:
I don't see how your wife
puts up with you, Bowman.

GENE: Dick, you wanna
come in here?

Close the door.

Jesus, Gene.
Your shirt!

Oh, God damn it!

(GRUNTING)

What's Smiley going on
about out there?

I don't know, ah...

I heard him mention
it was his anniversary,
and I tuned out.

Ten bucks says
I can wipe that smile
off his face.

Come on, man,
we've been trying to pop
a pin in that guy's balloon

for almost two years.

You know good and well
whatever you say or do

is just gonna bounce
right off.

Not this time.

Sounds serious.

Maybe I oughta get Mickey
in on the action.

No, let's keep this
between us.

Kincannon didn't come
down here to pay me
a social call.

We've gotta cut overhead.

What are you gonna do,
take away his company car?

I'm gonna take away
everything.

Smiley's history,
and I get to tell him
the good news.

Kincannon
wants you to fire him?

Well, I've been going over
figures all afternoon,

and cutting back on paperclips
isn't going to do it.

I know you guys
don't want to take
a pay cut.

He's only been here
two years.

He's the last one hired.

Wow.

Looks like Smiley's luck
has finally run out.

GENE: Well, the Lord giveth
and the Lord taketh away.

Maybe now we'll get to see
if it's all been an act.

Wade, can I see you
in my office
for a minute, please?

You got plans?

Nothing that can't wait.
I'll be brief.

Have a seat.

Well, let me
get right to it.

I'm sorry I have to tell you
this, Wade, but we're gonna
have to let you go.

(SCOFFS) I get it,
this is some kind
of a joke, isn't it?

The other guys
put you up to it.

It's not a joke,
and I'm sorry
to have to tell you this,

but believe me,
it hurts me as much
as it hurts you.

Wh...

I don't know what to say.

I thought things
were going so well.

Gene, I have to ask.

Was it me?

Was it something I did?

No, it's not you at all.
The company's falling
on hard times,

and I have a feeling that
a lot of other heads are gonna
roll before this is over.

Huh. Well, that makes me
feel a little better.

I mean, not that I would
wish it on anyone else.

Well, I'll see to it
that you stay out the week,

and I'll see what
I can do about a nice
severance package.

Thanks, Gene.
I appreciate it.

You know,
maybe I should look
at the upside of this.

I can take that vacation
I've always wanted.

Spend some time with my kids
before they leave the nest.

Good night, Gene.
Yeah, good night.

See you tomorrow, Dick.
Right.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Do not tell me.
You lost your nerve.
Couldn't do it.

No, it's over, it's done.

No, he walked out that door
with a smile on his face.

He was definitely smiling
when he walked out that door
and said goodnight.

Yeah, you won.

For a minute,
I thought I had him there,

but at the last minute he
puts on those rose-colored
glasses and it was all over.

If only he'd thrown
himself on my mercy,

I could have at least
had some pity for him.

Here you go.

No, you don't
have to pay me,
you know.

Suit yourself.

Goodnight, Gene.
See you in the morning.

330 horsepower engine,

236 pounds of torque
and a top speed of 137.

So it can go from zero to 60
in about 4.8 seconds, then?

Yeah, something like that.

If you don't mind my asking,
why do you want to sell it?

I don't drive anymore.

Thank you.

What does a young man
like yourself do
to afford a car like this?

It was a gift
from my parents.

I work at the DA's office.

It must be quite frustrating
dealing with crime
in this city.

I was held up
at gunpoint recently.

The guy took my wallet
and coldcocked me
for no reason.

He gave me
a real shiner.

He could easily
have killed me.

The guy that mugged you,
did they ever catch him?

I doubt if anyone's
even looking.

Life goes on.

I suffered my share,
and now it's over.

Even my eye has healed.

Over time
it will be as though
it had never happened.

(SCREAMS)

(GLASS BREAKING)

Ah!

(KEYS JANGLING)

Oh!

Excuse me, I thought
you might be someone else.

I'm sorry if I woke you.

You're bleeding.

Let me bandage it
for you.

A week ago,
he was robbed at gunpoint.

The next day
I got a phone call,

a man found his wallet
in a trash can.

He delivered it
the same day, but...

I never bothered to tell
my husband.

There were things inside
the wallet that indicate
he's having an affair.

Do you mind
if I smoke?
No.

Did you, um,
confront him?

No, I was waiting for him
to mention it,

to say something,

to lie.

You seem so calm.

Maybe I've just gotten used
to feeling alone.

I was thinking
on my way home from work

how strange it is
to live in a city
so crowded with people

all trying hard
not to look at each other.

Self-protection,
I imagine.

I read about a study once
that said,

humans beings require
18 inches of personal space.

Silly, isn't it,
to put a number on it
like that?

Eighteen inches?

Well still, you know,
underneath it all,

maybe we want
the same things.

Maybe we're more connected
than we know.

Do you think so?

I'm sure your husband
will come to his senses.

"Ask yourself
if you're happy
and you cease to be so."

Tonight before he left,

it took him nearly an hour
just to pack a small suitcase.

Finally, I had to do it
for him.

That should be it, then.

The suitcase
and shopping bag
I'll take with me.

The address
is on the tag.

I'll meet you there.

What about these boxes?

Those are for charity.

Listen, I spoke with
the attorney last night.

He said if
we can get Ronnie into
some kind of rehabilitation

they might go easier on him.

Well, I don't care what
Del has to say about it.

(DOOR OPENING)

Monthly P and L.
I thought you'd like
to see it.

I'm on the phone
with my ex.

I'm sorry, I've been
under the gun.

The insurance company
dropped our rating.

Wait a minute! I didn't say
I was looking for a job!

I'm not peddling ballpoint
pens for Del Strickland,

so tell him thanks,
but I don't need any favors.

It's enough
he's trying to raise my son.

That's right.

Yes, that's right.

I guess I was busy working
my way up from the bottom,

and I didn't have a company
handed to me by my old man

like Del did.

What?

It's taken me years
to get where I am.

Well, for your information,

I'm about to be made
vice president.

(WHISTLING)

Who's whistling?

Me. Just trying
to lighten things up
around here.

A little tribute
to Smiley Bowman.

Knock it off!
I can't hear myself think.

Come on Gene,
it's just a joke.

You haven't cracked a smile
since Bowman left.

Speaking of Bowman,
I could use one of his
wife's cookies about now.

We're not running
a snack bar here, Pete.

GLENN: You guys
talking about Smiley?

I saw him the other day
at Penn Station.

Had on a suit and tie.

If I didn't know better,
I'd figure he was on his way
to work.

Huh. Poor guy.

Rumor has it,
he hasn't even told his wife
he's been canned yet.

Apparently he's been coming
into the city every day

just to have coffee
and read the paper.

DONALD: I mean,
what's the guy gonna do?

He's over 50 years old.
Not exactly a marketable
commodity.

MICKEY: Yeah,
from what I understand

he's got a lot of one
and two-year stints
on his resume.

That doesn't help
matters any.

DONALD:
If he's lucky he could get
a job bagging groceries.

I mean, they're using kids
for that, too.

PETE: Or seniors.

(KNOCKING)

Hi,
I'm looking for Ronnie.

He's out.
Be back later.

Do you have any idea when?

I don't know, man.
He just left.

Do you want me
to give him a message
or something?

Yeah, tell him Gene,
his father, came by.

Would you mind
giving him these?

Thanks.

Uh, tell him I'll see him
on Wednesday, okay?

BOWMAN: Hi, Gus.
I dunno, same old.

Gene? Gene English?
How have you been?
How are you?

Can I buy you
a cup of coffee?
No, no. I...

Come on.
Just for a minute.

How about
something to eat?
I just ate.

GUS: Somebody left this
in the back booth.
I saved the want-ads for you.

Thanks, Gus.

So how's
the job hunt going?

Oh, you know.
It takes time.

How are things with you
back at the office?

Oh, you know,
same old budgetary crunch.

The company is lucky
to have you,

especially at a time
like this.

Don't let it get you down.
These situations have a way
of turning themselves around.

I really do believe that.

I'll let you get back
to your lunch.

I've got to go
to the office.
Good to see you.

Nice seeing you.
I'm glad we ran
into each other.

Yeah!
It must have been fate.

Yeah, right.

Hey, Dick.

Hey, listen.
You want in on a game
of poker tonight?

Our regular guy
can't make it.

I think his daughter's
got the measles
or something.

Can't.
Mother-in-law's in town.

Can I interest you in
a game of poker tonight, Gene?

Are we all braced
for the big shake-up?

What are you talking about?
What big shake-up?

I'm talking about
moving upstairs.

I'm talking about
squeezing in to
another department.

Hey, I thought you knew.

Where did you
hear this from?

My secretary friend,
up on 35.

Hey, I didn't think
this was a big secret.

I mean, they're planning
to make an announcement
when this new VP takes over,

and they're planning to
make us work longer hours.

What new VP?

That manager from
the finance department.

You know
what I'm talking about.
What's his name?

The young guy.

Don't you have
anything better to do

than sitting around
flapping your gums all day?

Okay, that's it for me.

I'm gonna finish my lunch
at my desk.

Yeah, go to your desk,
and do some work there
while you're at it,

instead of poking your nose
in other people's business,
you pathetic loser!

Yeah, I'm a loser.

That's right, Gene.

I had a good teacher.

Actually, I learned
a few things from you.

You got the guys
in the leather swivel chairs,

you got middle-management
ass-kissers,

and then you got
your scapegoats.

(SCOFFS)
Wisdom comes suddenly,
doesn't it?

What's that
supposed to mean?

You figure it out.

Why you let him
get to you like that, Gene?

I mean, why do you
look at everyone like
they're your enemy?

Mickey, he is who he is.

He's just a guy
like the rest of us,
trying to get by.

What do you know about
this guy from finance?

It's all just
hearsay anyway.

I don't trust the rumors.

I don't pay any attention.

Hey, where are you going?

Mr. Strickland
will see you now.

Hello, Gene.
How are you doing, Del?

Good.

Nice place you got here.

Is that where your father
used to sit?

No, he passed on
before we moved up here.

Oh, sorry to hear that.

Look, I don't want to take
a lot of your time.

I'm just here to see
if you might have an opening
in your sales force.

Gene, I've always told you,
if there's anything I could
ever do for you,

I'd be more than
happy to do it.

I know what
a hard worker you are,

and I'd love to have you
on board.

Oh no, no,
this is not for me.

I'm here on
somebody else's behalf,
a guy named Wade Bowman.

He's a hell of a guy,
and a terrific worker.

He's had a string
of bad luck lately,

and I thought,
well, he could use a leg up.

What happened?
He get laid off?

Yeah, you know the drill.
Office politics.
Yeah.

You know,
Rose is gonna be at
Ronnie's court date tomorrow.

If you want
I could, uh...

It's okay.
I can take care of it.

Well, thanks for the lead.
I'll give the guy a call.

Terrific. I think
the two of you would be
very good for each other.

And, uh, probably better
if you don't let him know
I came up here.

He's got a lot of pride,
you know what I mean?

Sure.

JUDGE: What's the next
available date?

BAILIFF: January the 6th.

People of New York
v. Ronald James English.

Do you waive
reading of the charges?

LAWYER: So waived.

I need an adjournment.
My client's not here and I'm
having trouble locating him.

I'll find him for you,
Counselor.

The court hereby
issues a bench warrant
for his arrest.

LAWYER: Would you consider
staying that, Your Honor?

JUDGE: (SCOFFS)
Well, I'll consider it,
but I won't do it.

BAILIFF:
Bench warrant issued.

(KNOCKING)

Come on in.
You don't have to knock.

It's all there
in black and white.

It says we have
to be off this floor
by the end of the month.

They want us
to move down to 33,

share space with...

...underwriting and sales.

Bullpens. (CHUCKLING)

We can kiss
our windows goodbye.

How long have you
been working here?

Fourteen years in January.

Were you here
when Eddie Jasper
cracked up?

No, that was before my time.
I think I heard about him,
though.

That's the guy who went
to pieces in the middle
of a meeting, right?

Yeah, they had
to take him away
in an ambulance.

Right at a time
when things seemed
to be going well for him.

On the outside, anyway.

Came in, he did his work,
he talked about his family.

The only problem was he had
another wife and set of kids
right across the Hudson.

He wanted it all
and he got it all,
times two.

It's like the old
Gypsy curse.

"May you get
what you want."

Hmm.

Go ahead and take it.

But take it,
and pay for it.

(SIGHING)

MICKEY: Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

DICK: What's the matter?

Oh, my good God!
Are you all right?

I won. I won! I won!
The lottery?

I won! I won!

Oh God, eight years,
I've been going down to
that newsstand every day.

How much?
How much?

I finally hit it!
Two million bucks!

(ALL WHOOPING AND LAUGHING)

LEW: Congratulations, man!

MICKEY:
I can't believe this!

DICK: What you gonna do
with all that money, man?

MICKEY:
Oh, God, I don't know!

(LAUGHING)

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

What do I mean, I don't
know what I'm gonna
do with the money?

I know what I'm gonna do!
(LAUGHING)

I don't have to work
another day in my life!

No, I'll never have to
set foot in this place again
as long as I live!

Oh, yeah!

Oh. Oh yeah.

Let me tell you something,
Gene.

You listen to me.

You take a good look.

This is what a winner
looks like.

This is what
it really looks like.

Yeah, take a good
long last look,

because I am out of here.

(LAUGHING)

Good going.
Take care, man.

(MICKEY LAUGHING)

Oh, goodness.

Oh, there is a God,
let me tell you.

Oh, bye-bye, Gene.

Well, I have
some good news.

My roommate broke up
with her boyfriend,
so I don't gotta move out.

But that dumb fuck,
he stole our TV.

How's work going?

Mmm. Mrs. Turner made
another complaint about me.

She says I chipped
one of her stupid figurines
or something.

Bitch.

So when are you
gonna come back?

I miss you.
It's, like, totally different
when you're not there.

I don't know.

The agency says
I can't work again
until I get my cast off, so...

She's lucky to be alive.
The doctor said it was
a miracle she survived.

Yeah?
Somebody's watching out
over her.

And how's
the architect doing?

He stopped the service.

You know
he doesn't want us there
when you're not there.

I put the boxes
with some of your things
in your room.

And the rest of the stuff
I put in the garage.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Got something for you!

I tried to get one
that would match
your real hair color.

I hadn't even thought
about a wig yet.

Thank you. Thank you.
You're welcome.

Oh, it's so good
to have you back, honey.

Did they give you back
everything at the hospital?

Just what was
in that bag.

Some of the clothes
you were wearing were ruined,
so I threw them out.

Nothing's missing,
is it?
No.

This is a fire hazard!
This is an old house,
you know.

(BLOWING)

I'm going to go downstairs,
okay?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Wow. What a surprise!

I, uh, brought your
shirt back.

I'm sorry it took so long.

I, uh, heard
about your accident.

I'm hoping I can
come back to work soon.

Uh, listen, the last time
you were here,

I realized when I got
to work that I'd left
my watch by the sink.

It was a gift.

Oh, yeah,
I put it in the drawer
so it wouldn't get wet.

I'll show,
I'll give it to you.

I'm sorry, I must have
forgotten to put it back
after I cleaned.

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I just assumed
that you and the...

I mean. You know...

What happened
to you anyway?

A car hit me.

Why?

Because I was in the way.

I was just heading out
to the store.

Come on in.

Beatrice,
your friend is here!

Hi.
Hey.

You guys are out here.
It took me forever
to get here.

You didn't have to come.

Yeah.

They laid me off.

I had to talk to you
because I don't know what,
I don't know,

somebody said something,
made a complaint
or something.

I'm pretty sure
it was that bitch
Mrs. Turner.

So now
what am I gonna do?

Life isn't fair.

What?
I said life isn't fair.

You were right.
What are you
saying that for?

Because it's true.

The architect thought
I stole his watch.

No, no.

That guy is an idiot.
And you would never
do something like that.

I should have taken it,
since I was blamed for it.

I've thought and thought about
why I got hit by that car,

and why I was standing on
that corner at that moment,

and why that white shirt
blew out of my hands.

And then I realized,

there is no reason.

Well, I just think that,

you know, you never
know what's gonna be
around the corner.

And that's what you say.

You're always
telling me that.

My eyes have been opened.

And I can never go back.

You changed.
You're different.

I'm not different.

I'm like everyone else.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(DOOR OPENING)

OWEN: Some of the guys
are getting together later,
going for a drink.

You wanna join us?

No, thanks, but I got
a lot of work to do.

People are starting
to call you Saint Troy
behind your back.

JUDGE:
This is your last chance
to accept the plea

the DA has offered.

If not, this case will be
sent up for trial.

Your Honor, my client
maintains his plea
of Not Guilty.

CHIEF:
When's sentencing?

TROY: It's next Monday.

Oh, this judge is tough.
He's likely to give him
the max.

Probably.

He took a human life.
He has to be punished.

TROY: What do you,
what do you think about?

All day, what...

I think of that man I killed.

I had a job interview
lined up.

But it was raining.

And the trains were crowded.

I saw three trains go by,
and I couldn't squeeze in.

(CHUCKLING)

After a while, I knew
I had missed my chance.

That's when
I went for the camera.

I didn't mean
to hurt that guy.

You know
what I say to myself
every single day?

I say, "If only it
hadn't rained."

If only it hadn't rained.

(BELL TOLLING)

DOCTOR:
Well, I can't find anything
wrong with you physically.

Given the symptoms
you described,

I suspect
it was a panic attack.

WALKER:
That doesn't make sense.
I'm not the type to panic.

Have there been any changes
in your life recently?

Yes, a few.
And?

They've been positive,
for the most part.

But I still feel
unsatisfied somehow,

like I'm missing something.

I keep asking myself,
is that all there is?

To merely exist?

What is it
you're looking for?

I'm not even sure anymore.

Sometimes I look
at my students' faces

and I see
a sense of wonder,

a zest for life,

when they're learning
something new.

Surely you must get
some satisfaction, then,
from teaching them.

It's not the same.

I already know it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yes?

CHRIS:
May I speak with you?

My office hours
are between 3:00 and 5:00
on Mondays.

Yeah, I was just
wondering if I could
take the exam over.

I didn't do as well
as I could've.

I haven't finished
grading them.

Maybe you did better
than you think.

Uh, it's kind of important.

You know,
I gotta pass this class
to get into medical school.

And yet you spend
most of your time in class
trying to gain attention.

And you've been late
on several occasions.

You make certain choices,

you have to live
with the consequences.

There's things going on
in my life right now.

Personal problems.

I haven't been sleeping,
and my girlfriend and I,
we broke up.

Cause and effect.

The third law of motion.

Is Professor Tate around?

Uh, she won't be in today.
She had some sort of
family emergency.

I see. Thank you.

It's not working.
In fact, it seems to be
having the opposite effect.

Well, I can prescribe
something else,

but I'm not sure
if it's the answer
you're looking for.

It's perverse, isn't it?

People spend years
developing their minds,

educating themselves,

and in the end
they just want
to shut them off.

The other night
I found myself in front of
my old apartment building.

I haven't been there
since my wife
and I separated.

Well, were you
any happier then?

I was content,
I suppose.

Then why did you leave?

I've always thought
of contentment as
a form of resignation,

of accepting
the status quo.

It means
you've given up.

I'm not ready
to surrender.

Maybe I'll go back.

I can't say right now,
but I know I'll see
my wife again sometime.

I still have
all of my things there.

We can determine
the range, R,
with this equation.

An object projected
horizontally will reach the
ground at the same instant

as the free-falling one
dropped from the same height.

Even if one of them
is significantly...
There are no ifs!

Physics is
an exact science.

The laws of the universe
are absolute.

He knows.

What happened?

He told me he didn't want
to go on living without me.

I see.

What about you?

Can you say the same thing?

Um, hey, Professor,
I was wondering if you were
finished grading the exams.

I'll be handing them
back on Monday.

You can schedule
an appointment
for afterwards.

Uh, do you think you can
just give me any indication
as to whether I passed?

I can't be expected
to remember every grade.

Yeah, do you think
you could look them up?

Why you want to be
a doctor, anyhow?

So I can help people.
How?

By keeping them
alive today,

so you can
prolong their misery
until tomorrow?

(RINGBACK TONE)

I see Mr. Hammond
is late again, hmm?

Um, there was
a party last night.

He fell from the top
of the math building
onto the quad.

AVERY: No, he didn't.
The range is too great.

If he'd have fallen,
he would have landed
near the bushes.

He must have jumped.

Wouldn't that be right,
Professor?

CHIEF: A neighbor found him
in his apartment.

The door was wide open.

I suppose he just couldn't
live with the secret anymore.

Well, why did you
send for me?

The note he left
was addressed to you.

He wanted you to take care
of something for him.

You're back.

I just got here.

I must have been dreaming.

You heard what happened?

Yeah, blood poisoning
from the cut on your head.

No, that's not
what I mean.

Your note sounds
like a will.

You're giving away
everything you own.

Well, I want
to give something
to the victim's family.

Make amends.
I don't know.

What if you could do
something for the girl?

I wish I could.

You can.

How can that be?

I left her.

Well, sometimes people
just get lucky.

You know, they're given
a second chance.

Dorrie!

Hey!

Hey.

I, um,
I didn't recognize you.

Your hair grew.

Why did you
stop calling me?

I don't know, I, um...

I just felt...

I felt bad for you
after the accident.

But, I don't know,
you were just hard
to be around.

You were always the one
that made things right.

For a while I just...

I couldn't
see anything good.

No matter where I looked.

And one day I just
couldn't take it anymore.

I was in midtown
at rush hour, and...

It was noisy and crowded

and everybody
was pushing each other and...

They were just trapped,
you know?

Someone bumped me
from behind and
I just decided, that's it.

I give up.

I was standing
on the corner,

watching the traffic,

and thinking of how
easy it would be.

Just a few small steps.

Maybe it should have
happened before.

Maybe that was
supposed to be my fate.

I picked someone out
across the street,

someone to look at.

Someone...

Someone to give me
a reason to do it, you know?

So I picked this man,

and I stared at his face,

and thought about
how selfish people were.

How miserable
and predictable.

I swear, that man,
he must have read my mind,

because he looked
right back at me and smiled.

Just like that,
he broke the spell.

I'm glad you picked him.

So am I.

How are you?

Hello.

Gene English,
how are you, old friend?

Hello, Wade.
How are you doing?

Oh, Gene, I've been great.

I've got a job in sales,
and I love it!

I'm an account executive
for an office supply company.

Been there
over a year now.
Wonderful.

You wouldn't believe it.
I got a phone call one day,
out of the blue.

The president of
the company called me himself.

Said he's heard about me
from some headhunter,

knew I was looking
for a job.

Things couldn't have
worked out better.

Well, you always
said you were born
under a lucky star.

And I don't know
why I deserve it!

You know, Gene,
I've been thinking about you,

thinking about
paying a call on you.

Maybe seeing
how you're doing in the way
of office supplies.

But I wasn't sure
if things were still...

You know.

Here.

Let me give you my card.

We should
get together sometime
for a cup of coffee.

Gene.

Sorry I'm late.
The meeting lasted
longer than I expected.

(SIGHING)

What is it we're
celebrating anyway?

Are we celebrating?

I just got downsized.
I got eased out.

Well, I hope
you're sticking them
for the full package.

It would be my great pleasure.

TROY: For my friend
at the bar on the corner.

(PEPPY SONG PLAYING)

For you, my friend.

A couple of hotshot lawyers
over there celebrating

because they just
put someone away.

I'm trying to figure out
what to say to my son
when he gets out.

I'll have plenty of time
to work on it.

Maybe I could also
figure out a way

to get myself nominated
"Father of the Year."

(DICK CHUCKLING)

Speaking of which...

Guess who I ran into?

The world
really is too small.

(CHUCKLING)

So he's still working
for your ex-wife's husband?

Loving every minute of it.
Well, naturally.

Did you let on
it was you
who got it for him?

Let me put it this way.

There are a lot of people
in this world I feel like I
owe an explanation to.

Smiley Bowman
is not one of them.

Anyway, he believes
in miracles.

Who am I
to rain on his parade?

Maybe he's right.

What do I know?

Patrick, would you get
my friend here another
round of drinks?

I think he could still use
a little cheering up.

My friend, I've been
back there thinking about

your buddy who won
the lottery ticket,

and his kid, and the kidnap,
and the boombada
and all that stuff.

Anyway, I realized
something I said,

if there really is luck,
if it does exist,

I hope I'm lucky enough
to recognize it
when it comes my way.

Well in that case,
may you get what you want,

and may you want
what you get.

Both times.

You have a good night,
my friend.

Mother-in-law
with the candles.

That was
his father's fault!

(LAUGHING)

You putting the old double
Gypsy curse on him, are you?

He's just some guy
I was talking to
before you get here.

He's got it all worked out.

He's so damn sure of himself,

I felt I owed it to him
to tell him a little
about Mickey Wheeler.

Oh, yeah.

I forgot to tell you.

Mickey called me
the other night.

Oh, yeah?
What did he want?

He wanted you to testify
in his big law case?

Not any longer.

Apparently,
his mother-in-law's case
was dismissed.

Get out of here!

I mean, the woman can
light a thousand candles,
say the rosary every night,

but it seems
that in a court of law,

there's no way to prove
the effectiveness of prayer.

Or as the judge put it,
"Faith is the antithesis
of proof."

Hmm.

Hmm!

Still, you've gotta
have faith in something.

There was a time
when I was married

when I was working
night and day

and I had an opportunity
to get some extra training,

so I took a
management course
in another state,

and my wife
and I were
having problems anyway,

so it didn't
need much of a push.

The day I left,
I was down in the street

and I
happened to look up

and see her in the window,

and by the time
I returned eight weeks later,

she had already
filed for divorce.

I can still
see her in the window,

just standing there,

hoping for
a sign from me
or something,

a small gesture,

and I always wondered

what would
have happened if I had just...

...waved back,

maybe it
would have been enough.

Maybe we'd still be together.

Maybe my son
wouldn't be a stranger.

DICK: I wish...

I wish we could see
into the future sometimes.

That's the problem,
isn't it?

I mean, life,
it only makes sense

when you look
at it backwards.

Too bad we gotta
live it forwards.

GENE: Hey!

MAN: Hey, man, come on!

(MEN LAUGHING)