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[Jill] Previously on Picket Fences...

Carter!

Mitch... Mitch! Carter Pike in there?

No serious burns, I was expecting smoke inhalation,

but oxidization is 94 percent.

Have you checked his pupils, Brian?

Something’s oppressing his CNS.

I’d say we have drugs onboard.

Since when do I need your permission?

It’s not about permission, Max. I don’t count.

I went to bed with a redhead, and I woke up with Sheena, the jungle woman.

Well, that’s pretty funny coming from Kenny, the caveman.

That’s it.

Don’t you dare sit

in my chambers and lie to me.

You have a problem.

You tried to take your own life.

I didn’t mean for it to happen.

Twenty‐five weekends in a row, without a date.

God, I’m so lonely. [sobbing]

Everyone thinks I broke up with Max because of her hair, like it’s some big joke.

[mock laughs] Had nothing to do with the hair.

She didn’t respect me.

I’ve decided to take in a boarder.

Maybe, you could use those upstairs rooms.

You’d really let me stay in your house?

[thunder rumbling]

[indistinct chatter on TV]

[male reporter] We interrupt this program for the following special report.

At this time, a line of thunderstorms, strong thunderstorms

pushing through the area...

Neat!

There’s a tornado watch!

‐Matt, Zack. ‐[female reporter] ...till midnight

in the following counties. Brown, Hogan,

Manitowoc, Sheboygan, Fond du Lac,

Winnebago, Outagamie and...

What’s going on?

Also a marine advisory

has been issued for Lake Winnebago...

‐Oh... [inhales sharply] ‐Uh, who’re you going to call?

I’m calling Kimberley, honey. She’s all alone out there.

She’s alone with three roommates, honey.

Yes, in a crummy little house that would blow away

‐in the first strong wind. ‐She’s 18,

she’s a college freshman.

Would you want your mother calling you?

Oh, God!

‐[crashing] ‐Oh!

‐[Matthew] What was that? ‐Whoa!

Big tree branch fell.

Cool, they’re showing clips of old tornados.

[man] ...display of unchecked fury.

I’ll call.

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

‐[Jill] Everything all right in there? ‐Uh...

I was beginning to worry.

I had a lot of coffee this morning.

No problem, settle down.

[chuckles softly]

Whoa, that’s some weather, isn’t it?

‐Yeah, sure is. ‐Well,

you look pretty good for a guy who almost died of a drug overdose last month.

If your liver and kidney functions check out,

‐I’m going to give you a clean bill of health. ‐[sarcastically] Whoopie.

Tornado watch.

Used to turn me on like a light, Jill.

Chasing tornados used to be a sexual experience for me.

Now, check my pulse.

‐I did. ‐And?

Seventy‐four.

‐[clicks tongue] ‐What, that’s normal.

My heart should be pounding like a trip hammer, Jill.

They brought in a cadaver yesterday.

Suspected cysticercosis.

We’re talking tapeworms, the size of a boa constrictor.

I took a nap.

Literally, could not stay awake

to perform the autopsy.

You sound depressed.

Very good.

Well, maybe you need a new hobby,

or something, hmm?

[sighs] Hobby.

Well, like...

stamp collecting, or... [chuckles]

Hey, do you know that my cousin, Dan, took up quilting last year?

‐Quilting? ‐Yeah.

Just an idea.

No, that’s intriguing. Quilting?

Indigenous American art form

combining regional style and individual sensibility.

Solitary pursuit, which is perfect in my case. Requiring a...

high level of manual dexterity, which I have!

Plus, artistic temperament.

Which I could develop.

[softly] Quilting.

Incoming from the weather service, Jimmy.

They’ve extended the watch to 3:00 p. m.

Okay, thanks, Maxine.

You want me to call in the night shift?

No, not unless something hits.

Uh, check with dispatch. Make sure we’ve alerted

all the hospitals and schools.

‐Right. ‐The usual.

‐[inhales] What? ‐Nice tie.

Oh, thank you. Jill picked it out for me.

No, no, no, I mean it. The Mayor’s right, you do look good in civvies.

She told you that?

In so many words.

What’d she say?

Her exact words?

Well?

Nice buns.

’Morning Sheriff. Tornado pool, sir.

[Douglas] It’s coming Saturday!

Here, put me down for Saturday, 3:00.

I feel it in my bladder.

Ooh, a nice tie.

Do you want something, Doug, or did you just come by

to reveal the secrets of your prostate?

You didn’t RSVP.

Our anniversary bash. 40 years shackled to Myriam.

‐It’s going to be a major blowout. ‐And Jill

told me to call. I’m sorry, I will be there.

Who’d have believed it? 40 years!

Yet, the Wambaugh marriage seems sailing along...

Excuse me, Kenny, uh, my office please.

...limping home to port.

Kenny, don’t forget my anniversary.

We’ve got a problem.

This witness statement in the Boyd case is a disaster.

Dates are off. The spelling is lousy.

He didn’t even get the address right.

‐I’m on it. ‐What’s with the shirt?

We may have relaxed uniform regs, Kenny,

we didn’t throw discipline out the window.

‐That’s it? ‐No, that’s not it.

I don’t like what I’m seeing here.

You’re not in a ball, ever since... [inhales]

...you and Max broke up.

That’s got nothing to do with it, Jimmy, I told you.

It’s over and done!

I’m just tired, that’s all. I’ve been pulling double shifts.

It’s under control. Okay?

In Fond du Lac county, a funnel cloud was spotted

at around 4:30 this afternoon.

It didn’t touch ground.

We’re repeating our top story this...

There’s nothing on, but these stupid weather reports.

[speaking indistinctly]

Thank you.

Nice wheels.

Ditto.

Your vehicle?

Yeah.

‐Police officer. ‐Oh, give me a break.

You step out of the cab and don’t even

think about running away.

Is there a problem, officer?

License and registration.

See what happened was...

I took a wrong turn back on 41

and I was asking this young lady for directions.

License and registration.

Look, man,

I’ve never done anything like this before

in my life, I swear.

This gets on my file, I’m out of a job.

Understand what I’m saying?

My wife...

She’s an understanding woman, but...

Your left taillight.

It’s broke. Next time, it’s a $30 fine.

[exhales] Right.

Thank you, man. Thank you. [chuckles]

Rome police. [sighs] Number one in my book.

Number one.

I got tired of waiting.

I got hung up.

Paperwork.

[moans] Wait, wait, wait.

Let’s got to my place.

‐Yes. ‐Okay, yeah.

So how’s it shaking, baby?

Uh, you know. I work, I eat, I watch TV.

Life is full.

You have to smoke?

It never bothered you before.

Well, it’s bothering me now.

What’s the matter, baby?

Nothing.

By the way, you and your girlfriends better cool it on that CB stuff.

We’re getting calls at the station.

People are getting wise.

Couple more months... I’m out.

I told you, it’s just short term.

‐But thank you. ‐Yeah, you know what? This place stinks.

You ever, ever think of cleaning it up?

What’s wrong, Kenny?

Don’t I make you happy?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, I told you, you don’t have to pay me. I like you.

I don’t mind.

You want another beer or something?

No.

Just thinking about my future.

My career. [snickers]

It’s a joke.

My boss thinks I’m an idiot.

Just a trigger finger, that’s all.

My personal life? I’m pulling two shifts

just so I don’t have to think about my personal life.

[Kenny scoffs]

I’ve got nothing.

Nothing going for me.

You’ve got me.

Yeah. [exhales sharply]

Matthew, Zachary.

You’re going to be late for school.

‐So will I... ‐Oh, Jimmy, look at your tie.

Wait... [chuckles] Oh, God.

‐Can’t go to work looking like that. ‐Honey, don’t.

You know, I’ve been thinking, Kimberley doesn’t have a basement in her new house.

‐So? ‐So, what if a tornado hits?

Oh, honey, a tornado is not going to hit Kimberley’s house.

And what if it does? In the middle of the night?

Well, we just hope she’s not home.

I’ll call from work, make sure she looks for a...

High school building or something that has a basement in it, okay?

And what if she can’t get there in time?

‐You’re being your mother. ‐[groaning]

Have you ever quilted before?

No, but I have the capacity for unbelievable obsessions.

It’s a character trait of mine. [chuckles softly]

[laughs]

How much is this machine?

‐Ouch! ‐Well, you picked the top of the line.

$1,630.

It’s got over 400 stitch patterns,

fully computerized and interfaces with your PC.

Costs as much as a small car.

[giggles] Well, now, here’s a model

that’s perfectly suited to your needs

‐for only a quarter of the price. ‐Hmm.

‐It’s got very high‐quality stitching... ‐Mm‐hmm.

...over 16 computerized patterns

and it’s the least expensive machine that still comes with a knee lifter.

‐That’s important? ‐Oh, it’s essential, if you’re going to be quilting.

It means that you can lift up the presser foot and lower the feed dogs

while keeping both hands on the quilt.

Presser foot?

Yes, this doohickey right here.

‐Right! ‐[chuckles] And for you obsessive types,

it has a storage and toolbox attached right to the case.

‐Ooh. ‐Typical Swiss engineering.

You put your screwdriver in backwards

‐and you can’t close the box. ‐Oh, I like that.

As with all our high‐end machines,

this one comes with eight hours free instruction.

Great! Who gives the instruction?

I do.

‐[cork pops loudly] ‐[Wambaugh laughing]

Doug, Doug, please, take it easy.

Myriam, 40 years of marriage.

If ever there was an occasion to drink, this is it!

‐Henry! Thank you for coming, Henry ‐[Henry cheering]

Mazel tov, everybody! Thank you!

‐Only on happy occasions. Jill. ‐Congratulations.

‐Jimmy! ‐Ah, it’s a wonderful party, wonderful party.

‐Congratulations. ‐I hope that we’re as happy as you are on our 40th.

‐It’s the champagne, believe me. ‐[all laughing]

Well, where’s Deputy Stewart?

Uh, she’s on special assignment tonight.

Too bad. I’m giving a speech. She would’ve loved it.

To your health, Kenny. To your health.

Max is on special assignment?

A little sting operation she set up with night‐shift.

Uh, she’s trying the plain clothes on,

thought I’d give her a shot.

Well, I’ve been interested in plain clothes, too, Jimmy.

Come up with an idea and let me know, huh?

Meanwhile, good job on that Boyd report.

‐Thanks. ‐Yeah.

[glass clinking]

I’d like to make a toast to Myriam and Douglas

on their ruby wedding anniversary.

[everyone] Myriam and Douglas!

[laughs] Thank you, thank you, my friends!

It’s so nice to see you all.

My heart is lit with a golden glow.

This is the part where you call on me to say a few words.

Why don’t you say a few words, Doug?

Ah, thank you, thank you, thank you.

They say that a married couple is well suited

when they feel the need to quarrel at the same time.

If so,

Myriam and I are a perfect match.

After each argument, we patch things up.

‐My chin, my nose, my head! ‐[everyone laughs]

Ah, it’s like they say,

that marriage is a great institution.

But who wants to live in an institution?

[everyone laughs loudly]

It’s 40 years...

What a wedding. It seems like yesterday.

Wonderful ceremony.

After the ceremony, I went over to the Rabbi

and I asked him, how much do I owe you for performing the ceremony?

He says, "Ah, pay me what you think its worth."

Well, I put my hand in my pocket.

All I had there was a dollar. What could I do?

I hand him the dollar.

He takes one look at Myriam.

‐He gave me 50 cents change. ‐[everyone laughs]

I shouldn’t be laughing.

I don’t know how you put up with him.

Oh God, that’s funny!

Uh, thanks for... meeting me, Sue. I’ve, uh... [sighs]

...been having second thoughts spending all that money on a sewing machine.

Oh, you won’t regret it.

I think you’re going to love quilting, Carter.

The steady sound of your machine. The...

The work of your hands as you create something unique.

Piece by piece. Stitch by stitch.

So who had the decaf latte and who had the cappuccino?

[sighs deeply] Cappuccino.

Thank you.

[sighs] So...

[giggles] So you’re a doctor?

That’s right. [clears throat]

I’m the medical examiner for Hogan County.

Wow! That sounds important.

You’re new around here, aren’t you?

Well, I moved from Minneapolis two months ago.

People told me that Rome was a little strange, but I don’t think so.

It’s... It’s just a little lonely.

Hmm, yeah, I know what you mean.

I’m sorry about your house.

What?

Didn’t your house burn down recently?

Who told you about that?

Nancy, she owns the shop.

She says she knows all about you. [chuckles]

I guess you’re something of a celebrity around here, huh?

‐[chuckles] What else did she tell you? ‐Oh, that was it.

She was running out the door at the time, so I guess

I’ll get the whole story tomorrow.

Unless, you want to tell me.

No, I’ll... I’ll let Nancy do it.

You’re just being modest.

[giggles]

So what else do you do besides quilting? Do you like to read?

I love to read.

Really, who’s your favorite author?

Oh, I don’t know. That’s so hard.

Um, Hermann Hesse

Did you ever read Steppenwolf?

‐That was great. ‐[Sue sighs]

I mean, of course, they’re all so good.

Siddhartha, Demian, The Glass Bead Game.

So when do you want to start your lessons?

[exhales] Can I call you tomorrow?

Sure.

To your right.

You’ve got this all wrong.

Save it, Sherri. I’ve got it all on tape.

You’ve got any brains, you’ll plead to a Class A misdemeanor.

To your left.

You’re going to put me in jail?

You can bond out, as long as you agree

to make arraignment on Tuesday.

You got everything on tape?

I’ve got audio of you soliciting sex for hire on the CB.

I’ve got video of you meeting our man at the truck stop.

I was in the van across the lot.

I’d like to speak to Deputy Lacos.

‐Excuse me. ‐Kenny Lacos

This is his station, right?

What do you want to talk to him for?

I don’t have to tell you.

Deputy Lacos is off duty.

So you can call him, can’t you?

555‐0913.

As soon as you post bond, you can drop a dime, like everyone else.

Wipe your hands.

Oh, for God’s sakes, Myriam.

Will you ever get out of there?

No, I’m going to spend the rest of my life

in the bathroom, so you can make another joke out of it.

You’re overreacting.

Never been so humiliated in my life.

‐Oh, yes, you have. ‐You know,

you took what should’ve been a beautiful occasion

‐and you turned it into a‐‐ ‐A joke fest.

So, what’s the big deal?

You shamed me.

In front of all our friends, you shame me?

And on our anniversary...

They weren’t laughing at you.

‐They were laughing with me! ‐Well, they shouldn’t

have been laughing at all! There should’ve been dancing

and romance and...

Oh... Never mind.

Oh, so? [clicks tongue]

I had a few drinks. So what?

I’m a character. Everybody knows that.

Myriam, open the door.

Myriam, don’t be silly.

[banging on door] Myriam!

[knock at door]

Max?

You know a girl named Sherri Watkins?

‐Who? ‐Sherri Watkins?

Late 20s, red hair.

Too much makeup, cheap perfume. Ring any bells?

No. Should it?

You certainly ring her bell. We picked her up tonight.

Little sting operation at the truck stop.

She’s a lot lizard, Kenny. You know, one of the hookers

who makes with the truck drivers.

When I booked her, she asked for you. Why?

Wait a minute.

Sherri Watkins, yeah.

Small, kind of pretty.

Yeah, she helped me out with a phantom case, last year. Remember?

Yeah, unnamed informant.

So you picked her up tonight?

I guess, that’s her tough luck.

Guess so.

Well, congratulations.

She knew your telephone number.

So?

So I hope you’re telling the truth.

Meaning what?

Meaning, I don’t know what’s happened to you lately.

‐Ever since we broke up‐‐ ‐Look, Max,

it was my choice, I can handle it

All right? It was the right thing to do.

Kenny, you get in a hole sometimes, you know.

You start drinking, do a lot of stupid things.

Are you having an affair with that girl?

No.

And what if I was? So what?

"So"? She’s a hooker. It can ruin your career.

You’re the one with the career, Max.

My life’s going nowhere.

Kenny, you have a lot of faults.

Self‐pity... was never one of them.

‐[knocks on door] ‐It’s me, Kenny, open up!

‐What is it? ‐What is it?

You asked for me at the Sheriff’s station

and you want to know, "what is it"?

‐I need help. ‐Well, I can’t help you.

‐You’re a cop. ‐You shouldn’t have mentioned my name!

I’m sorry. I got scared. You should’ve tipped me off.

I didn’t know anything about it until tonight.

Besides, I told you, cut that stuff out!

You’ve got to fix it, Kenny. You’ve got to make tings right.

I can’t fix it, Sherri.

What do you think I am? Some kind of magic man?

I wave a wand and everything disappears?

You’ve got to fix it!

You were stupid!

I know, Kenny, please.

You’re a whore. You got caught being a whore.

That’s all there is to it.

Yeah, I’m a whore?

Well, what does that make you? You son of a bitch!

This has got nothing to do with me.

If I’m in a sewer, you’re right down there with me.

You leave me out of it. All right?

I’m on probation. They can send me away this time.

You’ve got to get me out of this, you’ve got to.

‐Or I’ll tell them everything. ‐Just shut up!

You want me to beg?

I’ll beg.

I need you to help me, Kenny. [sobbing] Please.

How can I help you, Sherri?

They’ve got everything on tape.

Everything on tape.

[rings bell]

[gasps] Oh, God, it’s her.

The girl who’s called six times today?

I’m not here, I’m, uh, working on a tapeworm.

Hi, I’m Sue Walsh from Bobbin and Threads.

I’m looking for Carter. Is he in?

‐Carter? ‐Carter Pike.

Mid‐thirties, glasses,

about so high.

Oh, that Carter.

‐Yeah. ‐Yes, yes.

Yes, he’s here.

Carter.

‐Sue! ‐Hi.

‐Hi ‐I... I’ve got your machine in the car.

Really?

Well, uh, if you’ll excuse me.

I have to go polish, uh... something.

You see, um...

It’s going to be a problem, Sue, I’ve, uh...

I’ve changed my mind.

What? You don’t want it? But, last night you‐‐

I know, I know, I was, uh, rechecking my finances.

Cash flow, earnings projections and, uh...

Oh, boy, an expensive sewing machine

is an extravagance I just can’t afford right now.

Well, we have all sorts of financial plans, Carter

‐For as little as $40 a month‐‐ ‐I just don’t think I can do it, Sue.

I’m sorry.

Oh, okay.

I really appreciate you coming by.

No problem.

Watch out for the weather.

You mind telling me what that little fiasco was all about?

We went out on a date last night, kind of...

And?

‐Well, she seems very nice. ‐She is very nice.

How could I possibly get involved with someone

who’s favorite author is Hermann Hesse?

‐What? ‐She told me her favorite author is Hermann Hesse.

‐What’s wrong with Hesse? ‐Come on, Judge,

talk about metaphysical pretension,

"Maya, Maya, all is Maya." Give me a break.

For goodness sake, Carter. The other day,

you were telling me how lonely you are.

Now, you turn down a perfectly nice woman

because she happens to like Hermann Hesse?

I may be lonely, but I’m not that lonely.

Matthew!

‐Kim’s phone lines are down. ‐What?

Look, I tried calling Kim. The phone company says her phone lines are out.

What do you keep calling her for?

Somebody’s got to hold this family together.

Hey, give me a break.

I heard Mom telling Dad that Kimberley’s house

‐doesn’t have a basement. ‐So?

So it doesn’t concern you

that our own sister’s a sitting duck out there?

You know, I’m going to get her over here.

Only now, we can’t ’cause her phone lines are out!

Big deal! Probably just

a tree branch somewhere.

Oh, I’m glad you’re so concerned.

Hey, get a life. Okay?

Fine!

[siren wailing]

‐Jimmy, what’s up? ‐It’s real.

Final cloud’s been spotted by...

found moving south‐west. Need spotters.

‐All right, I’m on it. ‐[indistinct chatter]

Matthew!

Zachary, let’s go, guys, come on!

We’re all going in the basement!

Let’s go!

All right, where is it? Can you see it?

Matthew! Matthew Brock, get in here.

What are you doing?

Get in there!

Where’s your brother? Zachary!

Mom, Mike... got $300 for his video of the...

I don’t care, I don’t care. Go in the basement!

[yelling] Zachary Brock!

Zachary Brock, I’m not fooling around!

Zachary.

[yelling] Zachary!

Zachary, we’ve got to get in the basement. Come on, now.

‐[yelling] Zachary Brock! ‐[Douglas] Hurry up, Myriam.

‐[Myriam] I’m hurrying, ‐Myriam, hurry up.

‐Come on, Myriam. ‐It’s very difficult.

‐A little oomph. The tornado is coming. ‐I know.

Don’t you know a tornado when you see one?

‐Just get in. I’ll hold the mat. ‐All right, I’ll get in.

‐Okay, you all right? ‐Yeah.

‐Okay. ‐Okay, very good.

Wait a minute, where are you going?

What do you mean, where am I going?

There’s no room. Under the sink.

‐Under the sink. ‐God!

There is room, now just move over!

All right, all right! All right.

‐Okay, now let’s get this mattress up. ‐Ooh, my foot!

‐Get your feet away! ‐Get the mattress up!

‐[Douglas] Oh, my God. ‐[both groaning]

Brian, call St. Francis Nursing Home.

Tell them to get in the basement.

Got it.

Jimmy, Jill’s on the phone.

‐I have to call back. ‐She says it’s urgent.

His bicycle is missing. I’ve called all of his friends.

I think he went to Kimberly’s.

‐What? ‐He’s been so concerned about her

because her phone is out.

I think he went to see Kimberly.

Okay, okay. Uh...

There’s only one road there from the house,

Route 23. I’ll go.

You and Matthew get in the basement and stay there.

Okay, but hurry, Jimmy. Hurry!

And call me the second that you find him.

Ah. [sighs]

Matthew, Matthew, honey, you go in the basement.

I’m going to find your brother. Come on.

‐Come on. ‐You expect me to stay here alone

while a tornado creams the house?

‐No way! ‐Matthew, do what I say!

See, this is difficult. You care more about Zack

‐than you do about me. ‐Oh, Matthew.

It’s true! Ever since

I ran over him with the car.

‐It was an accident. ‐I don’t have time for this.

Come on, come on.

‐Yes, yes! ‐Come on, let’s go, let’s go.

[Jill squeals]

Aren’t you going to the cellar?

‐You go. ‐But...

I consider myself a rational person, Carter.

If a tornado should happen to pass this way,

I don’t see how having a 10‐ton house on top of me

‐much helps matters. ‐Huh.

You think I’m making a mistake, don’t you? Blowing Sue off.

I think you’re being a total jackass.

[sighs] I can’t get her out of my mind.

Could I seriously be attracted to a women who loves Hermann Hesse?

Carter, go to the cellar. Please.

I mean, she’s not unintelligent.

[Judge Bone] Cut it out, Carter.

This isn’t about intelligence.

And it isn’t about Hermann Hesse either.

It’s about you...

and your fear of rejection.

What?

Oh, come on, Carter. Don’t play that game with me.

‐I’m too old. ‐What game?

She obviously likes you.

God knows why!

Considering your behavior.

Her boss knows all about me, Judge.

‐So? ‐So, sooner or later,

she’s going to know all about me.

The date with a transsexual,

belief in UFOs,

the misdiagnosing a dead woman.

Need I continue?

Let me understand this.

You’d prefer a woman who knows absolutely nothing about you?

[laughing] Of course!

Go to the cellar.

I need to remake myself, Judge.

My life has been nothing but a public car wreck up to this point

But it’s your life.

You think you can disguise it somehow?

‐I can try. ‐You’re a human being

with certain inalienable rights.

Including the right to make a total fool of yourself

and go on living.

For God’s sake, man!

You think you’re the only person with a blot on his past?

You think Sue’s never done anything she’s ashamed of?

Never thought about it like that.

No kidding.

She does like me, doesn’t she?

I’m reading.

You’re right.

This isn’t about Hermann Hesse. It isn’t even about Sue.

It’s about me!

She’s great! I’m the one who’s screwed up.

‐Carter. ‐I’ve got to tell her.

There’s a tornado out there.

It’s not her. It’s me!

[sighs]

[gasps]

[tires screeching]

Oh, my God!

[siren wailing]

Carter! Carter, get over here!

[yelling] It’s coming!

Yeah, I know it’s coming. I can just...

Trees and power lines down all over the place.

It’s coming too fast. We’re never going to get out.

Okay, don’t panic. I know the drill.

Our best bet is a highway underpass.

‐They afford excellent shelter. ‐Carter, do you see

a highway underpass around here?

There’s a bunker over there. Come on, let’s go

‐Come on! ‐This would be my next suggestion.

Fish! It’s raining fish!

‐Carter! ‐Four, five hundred yards across!

I’d say an F4 for sure [laughs loudly]

I’m erect!

‐[Carter shouting] I’m erect! ‐Carter!

‐Kim! ‐Zack, what are you doing?

‐Are you okay? ‐I’m fine.

‐Tornado! ‐What about it?

It’s coming this way!

No, it’s not. The sirens stopped

a few minutes ago. It’s all over.

‐Oh. ‐We were hoping to take a look at it.

Really?

‐Zachary! ‐[Kimberley] Mom?

God, Zachary.

‐Are you okay? ‐Yeah.

Boy, are you going to get it.

[chuckling] Everyone,

this is my mother, Dr. Jill Brock

and my brother, Matthew.

Zack!

And this is my father, Sheriff James Brock.

Is he all right?

I’m fine.

You are grounded for life, young man.

[scoffs] Well, everyone, meet the Brocks.

[Carter grunts] We made it!

[Carter whooping and sighs]

‐[Kenny coughing] ‐How about that!

We’re alive! We should be dead,

‐Carter, easy tiger. ‐...but we’re alive.

That thing went straight over us.

[Carter whoops and laughs]

What do you think?

Do you think it’s a sign, huh? Maybe.

Something about second chances. Reaping the whirlwind.

Maybe we’ve been spared for a reason.

Maybe, we’re supposed to rebuild our lives, you know?

Saul of Tarsus, blinded by the light!

[Carter sighs] Then again,

maybe it was a completely random act of nature

We’re atoms alone,

caught in a colloidal suspension of Brownian Motion.

[sighs deeply]

"For they have sown the wind...

and they shall reap the whirlwind."

What?

Sister Mary Francis used to

say that all the time.

"For they have sown the wind

and they shall reap the whirlwind."

I never understood what that meant.

[sighs]

Hey, hey, where are you going? Hey, you want to go grab a beer or something?

‐Nah. ‐No, no, no, you’re right.

We don’t need any artificial intoxicants,

we’re on a natural high! [Carter cheers]

Let’s revel in the endorphin rush.

‐[Kenny] Endorphin rush. ‐Go polypeptides. [cheers]

[Kenny] Endorphin rush!

‐Can’t believe we’re alive! ‐[Kenny whoops]

My car! It’s going to cost a lot. A lot of damage.

[male reporter] And so, the cleanup begins.

Initial estimates are that Hogan County

escaped with miraculously little damage

and no fatalities.

The twister touched down briefly in two areas.

‐The Whispering Pines... ‐I left some fresh sheets

in the closet and...

‐there’s a pop roast in the oven. ‐Where are we going?

I’m leaving you, Douglas.

Myriam!

I’ll be at Selma’s.

I demand an explanation.

An explanation?

Twenty years ago, when the last tornado came,

we lay in that bathtub together.

I was in your arms.

And, I thought,

I don’t mind dying with this man.

I didn’t feel that way this time, Douglas.

What?

You know, a lot can happen in 20 years.

Where’s the love, the tenderness,

the consideration.

Myriam.

Oh, I’m not holding you solely responsible.

I would’ve kept going right along with it.

If it hadn’t been for the tornado.

But as I was sitting in the bathtub,

thinking about dying, I realized

I want more out of life than I’m getting.

I do not want to die with you, Douglas.

‐Myriam. But, Myriam, wait. ‐I’m sorry.

Wait, Myriam.

if it’s, uh... something I did, I apologize.

Was it the party? I admit, I had too much champagne.

[sighs] There’s nothing left, Douglas.

Richard, call DWP. Make sure they know about

the downed power lines

‐and wild wood. ‐Okay, Jimmy.

Kenny, how’re you doing?

Fine, Jimmy, um...

‐Can I have a word with you in private, please? ‐Yeah. Come on.

‐What’s up? ‐[sighs]

There’s a case coming up for trial soon.

You’re going to hear certain things about me.

Certain allegations.

And I want you to know that, uh...

‐That they’re true. ‐Hmm.

‐What allegations are we‐‐ ‐I don’t believe it!

‐Oh, we’re having a conference right now. ‐My sting operation,

it’s ruined.

‐What? ‐Some moron

put stereo speakers next to my tapes.

‐Wiped out everything. ‐Stereo speaker can do that?

[scoffs] Feel this, Jimmy. Magnet must weigh ten pounds.

So we don’t have a case?

I just came from Littleton’s office.

He says, we have to kick everything.

Aren’t there rules about evidence rooms, Jimmy? How can this happen?

Yeah, I... I... I don’t know.

But, I will start an investigation right away.

A lot of good that’ll do me. This was my bust!

It was a very good bust too, Max.

I promise you, there will be others.

I want names, Jimmy.

[sighs] What allegations?

Um... Somebody saw me buying a six

while I was still in uniform, and, uh...

See, I was going off shift and, uh,

the store was closing in five minutes.

I got sloppy.

That’s it?

It won’t happen again.

‐Can I go? ‐Yeah.

Thank you.

Max, hold up.

Why’d you do it?

I went to see Sherri, she told me the whole story.

Destroying evidence is a felony, Max.

I know.

It was a righteous bust.

Feather in your cap.

You did this for me?

We’ve been friends a long time, Kenny.

I wasn’t going to let you destroy yourself.

But this is it.

No more favors.

We still friends?

I don’t know.

Partners?

When you were with her, were we still?

No.

I met her a couple of weeks ago.

Why, Kenny?

There are a lot of girls in this town

who would like to be with you. Why her?

We’ve got a lot in common.

[knocking at door]

We’re closed.

[softly] Oh, come on. Please.

Thanks.

[sighs] I’ve changed my mind...

again, I want the machine.

Oh.

This wasn’t about quilting, Sue. It was never about quilting.

It was about me and...

my problem with quilting. But I’m on top of it.

I’m aware of it.

And I’m ready to quilt.

‐Are you sure? ‐Positive.

‐Good. ‐[both chuckle]

I’ve been negotiating for you.

As of now, you’re only grounded till you’re 30!

You’ve got to admit, Zack.

They have a pretty good reason to be mad at you.

Going out in that storm, that was major crazy, Zack.

I was worried... about you.

I know.

Know what else?

‐I think you’re my hero. ‐Yeah?

How many guys would’ve done what you did for their sister?

Well, it was pretty dangerous.

Riding 10 miles into the middle of a tornado?

I know. You know, I think I saw it.

The tornado, I mean.

‐No. ‐You know, I can’t be sure,

but I was pedaling really, really fast,

and went by this barn, you know.

This big, red barn.

And... You know, I’ll show it to you,

next time we drive out there.

And... then...

through my eyes, I swear, I could see this

funnel‐shaped cloud, touching down.

Were you scared?

Oh, I was riding too fast to be scared.

‐[Kimberly] What did you do? ‐[Zack] What could I do?

I just kept on pedaling.

[continues speaking indistinctly]

[both laughing]

[Kimberly] Are you making fun of me?

[Zack laughing]

[Jimmy] Next on Picket Fences...

Mindy, if you’re overweight,

then stop eating so damn much.

Jill Brock, Joanna Diamond.

Hey, I know you. You’re Dr. Joey.

Yes, that’s right, honey. Have a pencil.

I’m going to buy your practice.

What?

You’re married to this guy?

No, I work at my job.

He come, he put me in a car,

bring me here to have sex!

Myriam, you’ve come to your senses.

‐What’s that? ‐Papers.

I’m divorcing you, Douglas.

What?

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