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[crowd chanting] No pigs! No pigs!

Arriving now is Rome's Sheriff, James Brock.

Sheriff, your views on the pig‐wrestling controversy.

Uh, no comment right now.

[Kimberly] Leaflet?

Hi, Daddy.

Hi.

[man] Mr. McNeil, now please.

[Andy] Twenty‐five years we wrestled pigs at the fair,

and you're gonna let a few wackos shut us down?

[people murmuring]

We haven't decided anything yet.

Pig wrestling is what we're famous for.

You take that away,

you might as well cancel the whole thing.

[man] Tell them, Andy.

I mean, what is the problem here anyway?

The problem goes right to the heart of our culture. It's medieval...

barbaric.

Any society that would consider pig wrestling as harmless fun

is a society that's lost all respect for living creatures.

As Mahatma Gandhi once said,

civilization is judged by how it treats its animals.

I know of these animal rights people. They're kooks.

We should let Jimmy round them up

and knock some sense into them.

[crowd laughing, agreeing]

I'm serious.

We can't do that, Andy.

Well, you should.

Look, here's the bottom line.

We got a junior high that needs a new roof.

We got a town fair that's supposed to pay for the repairs.

There's always a few nutcases opposed to pig wrestling,

but most folks recognize it for what it is,

good, clean, dirty fun.

What?

Incoming.

‐[people screaming] ‐[explosion]

[crowd groaning]

[Jimmy] Oh, god.

Oh.

Smells like poop.

Mm, couldn't be.

Well, it sure isn't truffles.

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

The exploding pig was apparently some kind of remote‐controlled device

filled with animal excrement.

Hog excrement, we've been told,

but that hasn't been confirmed at this hour.

No injuries were reported,

but there are certain to be

some pretty hefty dry cleaning bills.

With me is Sheriff James Brock.

Sheriff, um, some people are calling this an act of eco‐terrorism.

Your reaction?

Well, I'm disturbed obviously,

but let's not blow this thing out of proportion.

It's a prank, that's all.

Not good, honey.

‐I mean, considering. ‐[Jimmy on TV] That's it.

And the clean up continues.

You know who I blame? Walt Disney, that's who.

‐What a moron. ‐Quiet.

[Andy continues speaking on TV]

[reporter] No one has stepped forward to claim responsibility,

although suspicion has fallen on the Campaign for Animal Rights,

or CAMRA, led by Adam Wright.

Mr. Wright, was CAMRA responsible for tonight's incident?

CAMRA is a non‐violent organization,

which isn't to say we don't sympathize

with whomever pulled this off.

‐Our main goal... ‐He didn't exactly deny it.

Shh.

[Adam] ...before we destroy them

and ourselves in the process.

Well, there you have it. Harmless fun or unnecessary cruelty?

The pig wrestling debate continues.

[sighs] You know that boy?

He's not a boy, Daddy. He's a TA in my chemistry class.

Oh, excuse me.

I think he has a lot of interesting things to say.

I mean, cruelty is cruelty, whether it's to a pig or a human being.

Give me a break.

[scoffs] Well, here we are in the computer age

and we still torture and slaughter innocent sentient creatures

for everything from belts to barbecue.

Uh, sentient.

It's a perfectly good word, Daddy.

Not that I don't sympathize, honey,

but the fair does generate a lot of revenue.

Are you telling me that wrestling a pig

is the only way this town can raise money?

[Matthew] Hold your breath, Mom.

This is the same person who sobbed at Free Willy.

‐I like that movie. ‐You know, Matthew,

there are more important things

in life than hockey.

‐[Jill] Oh, Kim. ‐Like what?

Well, it's true. My brother here

has the social consciousness of a slug.

Uh, yeah, like you're really gonna change the world.

Okie dokie, I'm leaving.

‐Thank you. ‐Bye.

[Jimmy] Kim.

‐Kim. ‐He is such a...

He's 15, he's got a point.

This sudden interest in animal rights is‐‐

It's not sudden, Daddy. You know that.

I've always liked animals.

Okay, but honey, this is...

It just took someone like Adam Wright

to make me see I can make a difference.

Silly me. I thought you'd be proud.

‐I am proud. I'm always proud of you. ‐But...

But I don't know anything about this CAMRA organization

and frankly, this friend of yours

strikes me as being a little too slick for his own good.

He is not my friend, Daddy.

And why are you patronizing me right now?

Honey, what I'm trying to say is that there are other

legitimate animal rights groups out there.

CAMRA is legitimate, too.

[sighs] Not if they were behind this stunt tonight.

Somebody could have been hurt.

[laughs] CAMRA didn't do that, Daddy.

How do you know that?

[scoffs]

Daddy, it's late, I'm tired.

I just wanna go home, okay.

‐Okay. ‐Good night.

Good night.

‐[phone ringing] ‐[indistinct conversation]

Hello. Good morning.

Morning.

Dr. Diamond, this is my daughter Marian,

the one I told you about, from Seattle.

Good to meet you.

Dad says you two have become fast friends.

Well, we had to.

He knows more dirty jokes than I do.

You didn't spend 35 years in the navy.

[Dr. Joey chuckles]

Oh, all right, um...

these two guys are driving along

and one of them thinks that he's seen Mother Teresa.

You know what? Maybe this isn't the best time.

You got the test results, huh?

‐Yeah. ‐It's all right.

Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of Marian.

It's not good.

The cancer has metastasized.

[groans]

[Dr. Joey] There's evidence of lesions on your liver,

your lungs and on your chest wall.

It's gonna require aggressive treatment.

Like I told you,

straight shooter, no bull.

Well, carry on.

All right, we have several options.

We are working with a new program,

five flourouracil interferon.

It's yielded very positive results.

Your oncologist is very high on it.

You got the helm, Doc.

Dad, maybe you want to think about it first.

What's there to think about?

Well, there will be side effects.

You should know what you're getting into.

Isn't that right, Dr. Diamond?

Yes, it is. Fair.

I puke my guts out, I lose my hair, right?

Well, the price of victory doesn't come cheap.

What's your opinion?

It's the best treatment on the market.

Your dad is a fighter.

I say go for it.

Down the torpedoes. Full speed ahead.

‐[phone ringing] ‐[indistinct conversation]

Negative on the latent prints, Jimmy.

Whoever made the balloon was wearing gloves.

The triggering device was catalyzed

from one of those radio‐controlled airplane kits.

‐Virtually untraceable. ‐Oh, this is great.

Started a background check on Adam Wright. So far, nothing.

Doesn't anyone have any good news?

It's hog excrement, all right,

from at least two good‐sized animals.

Berkshire stock most likely.

Living on corn with a supersonic grain thrown in.

This is good news.

When I've completed my analysis,

you can cross‐reference the dietary information

with pig farmers in the area, pinpoint the source.

You gotta deputize me on this one, Jimmy.

Don't all pigs eat the same slop?

Are you kidding?

You got your lard type pig,

bacon type, meat type.

Read my monograph on...

Thank you. Let me know

when you're through, okay?

‐Carter. ‐Huh?

You really tested it?

Of course.

You put your hands in it and everything?

I was wearing gloves, Kenny.

Going boldly where no man has gone before.

I'm a scientist.

‐[indistinct conversations] ‐[music playing]

Where are we on the legal front, Joe?

Nowhere. DA won't stop it.

[Adam] Why not?

They want to make waves obviously.

Gave me five minutes, I was out the door.

[Adam] What about the statute you found?

No cruelty to animals, no fights between animals and people.

He used the rodeo exception.

You know, public entertainment like sporting events are exempt.

Frankly, it's what I expected.

Maybe it's time for another exploding pig.

Linda...

I thought everyone knew. Sorry.

Hey, I'm a member of the steering committee, right?

It was for your own good.

Meaning?

Meaning you're the Sheriff's daughter.

We have to be careful about who we can trust.

[Adam] It's not a matter of trust.

[Joe] Maybe not to you.

Joe, I make the decisions around here.

You got a problem with that, maybe you need to

find yourself another home.

All I meant was‐‐

I know exactly what you meant.

I didn't want to burden you

with information that you might be forced to deny.

But who knows, maybe your father could turn into an asset.

I mean, imagine the publicity we could get

if the sheriff of Rome got behind us.

[chuckles] I don't think he'd do that.

Why not?

You don't know my dad.

Just a thought.

No, I'll try, but‐‐

Remind him what Edmund Burke said.

"The only thing necessary...

for the triumph of evil...

is that good men do nothing."

[indistinct conversations]

Sorry I was late. [sighs]

Don't let it happen again.

‐I won't. ‐[chuckles]

And don't mind Joe,

you know, he, he gets a little paranoid,

but he does great work.

So we planted the exploding pig, huh?

Problem?

People could've gotten hurt.

No way. I checked the thing myself.

If there would have been any chance for injury

I would have nixed the idea.

And look at the publicity that we got.

Yeah, well. Still, you should have told me.

You're right.

You're absolutely right. I should have.

You've come a long way, Kim.

From the scared little freshman who was afraid to speak up...

in chemistry class.

Now look at you.

Committed. On her own two feet.

Later, I'm late for a department meeting.

11:30?

I'll leave the door open.

[man on TV] Notice the pig squealing...

[squealing]

...the wrestler struggling

to get a firm grip on the animal.

What are you doing home?

I want Dad to see this.

‐[squealing] ‐[crowd yelling]

[Kimberly] He can't tell me the pigs are enjoying themselves.

[Zack] Where did you get this?

Part of a documentary.

[man on TV] Their task complete, the pig is placed on an oil drum

and allowed to drop to the ground.

Animal Apocalypse.

[man on TV] We next turn our cameras

to sheep raising in New Zealand.

[Kimberly] Compilation of animal clips from all over the world.

[man on TV] The slaughterhouses send in the sheep,

and the sheep are overwhelmed with dread.

Their screams rise in the open air

knowing the fate which awaits them.

[sheep bleating]

[Kimberly] Um.

Zack, you probably shouldn't watch.

Why not?

I have a social conscience, too.

Okay.

[man on TV] As the attendant closes in, the sheep thrash wildly

to evade the merciless blows of the captive bolt pistol.

[Captain] Out, now.

Get out of here.

On the double.

Dad, Dad, Dad, it's okay. Calm down.

I mean it, Marian.

[coughing] Get that man out of here.

[Dr. Joey] Excuse me.

Twenty milligrams Demerol.

Hey, take it easy, Captain.

I'm here. It's under control.

Here you go. Let me take a wild guess.

You didn't ask for a priest, huh?

Damn right, I didn't.

Let's get Dr. Osborne down here.

Uh, why don't we step outside?

I'm so sorry, Father. I should have warned him.

Anybody mind telling me what that was all about?

I asked Father Wilson to come.

Oh, that's a charming idea.

I'm Angus Wilson from Saint Francis.

Joanna Diamond, and please don't take offense.

You know what? Go ahead, take offense.

I must insist that you stay away from my patient.

My father is a very sick man, Dr. Diamond.

Yes, and upsetting him like that

is about the worst thing that I can imagine doing.

I only came to comfort him, Doctor.

Well, I think Captain Beecher's made it pretty clear

how he feels about that.

My father is dying.

Your father is being treated

with a very promising drug protocol.

But he needs to believe in it in order for it to work.

Now, you...

are ready to throw in the towel while he is fighting to live.

I'm an ICU nurse at St. Vincent's Hospital in Seattle, Doctor.

I know the odds against my father are overwhelming.

One can always pray for a miracle, can't one?

That's your department, isn't it?

Look, you're keeping him in denial.

No, I am keeping him alive.

His life is in God's hands.

Well, right now, he seems to prefer mine.

Excuse me, I have other patients to attend to.

No, thank you.

Oh, no lamb chops, Zack?

I'm never touching meat again for as long as I live.

‐What? ‐What?

They put all these smiling cows and laughing chickens on the packages.

It's not like that at all.

They're stuck.

They're stuck in these tiny cages,

and they get so stressed out

that they bite each others' tails.

‐Who does? ‐The cows.

Sometimes they eat each other and the pigs, they have heart attacks.

‐Show them the video. ‐What video?

[Matthew] Here we go again.

I brought it for you.

First thing was to be Jewish, then it's Catholic.

Now it's vegetarian.

‐[Jill] Matthew. ‐What?

It's true, Mom. The kid channels her beliefs.

What video?

An animal rights video.

I wanted you to see it.

‐Why? ‐Um, is butter okay?

You want me to be vegetarian?

No, no. I mean, it wouldn't be such a terrible idea

for this family to set an example

by cutting our meat and leather products.

Yeah, right.

‐[Kimberly] Matthew, you know... ‐What about it?

Butter, I mean.

I'm trying to have a civil conversation here,

but that's obviously not going to work with Matthew around,

so I was just wondering if you'd sign CAMRA's petition

to stop the pig wrestling.

I'm the sheriff, honey.

So?

I'm in a delicate position.

You can't sign a petition?

Honey, the sheriff has to remain neutral.

I don't make the laws, I enforce them.

That's what the Nazis said.

[Jill] Kimberly.

Yeah, Nazis, pig wrestling.

Yeah, I see the connection.

Does that mean you don't ever take a stand,

that, that being the sheriff excuses you from all moral responsibility?

Kimberly, your father's a very moral man.

[Kimberly] Okay, so then why not endorse our petition?

Pig wrestling is cruelty to animals.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Of course it means something to me.

It just doesn't mean as much to me

as it does to you apparently.

But in any case, I will not sign something

from an organization which I believe has broken the law.

Now, if you give me a legitimate group‐‐

Daddy, that's a cop out and you know it.

[scoffs] Other organizations are not here. CAMRA is.

I'm sorry. Excuse me, I've lost my appetite.

Oh.

Can you pass the lamb chops?

‐[Adam] Feeling better? ‐[Kimberly] Mm‐hmm.

[Adam] Thought you might.

[sighs] Oh, he just makes me so mad sometimes.

Um, yeah, I know.

I should have known that would happen.

Hey, at least you tried.

How do people get to the point where they don't care anymore?

They don't even want to make a change.

I know.

George Bernard Shaw said...

"The reasonable man adapts himself to the world...

and the unreasonable one...

he persists in trying to adapt the world to himself.

Therefore, all progress depends

on the unreasonable man."

How do you always know exactly what to say?

I don't...

but you make it easy.

[jazz music playing]

Aren't you ever coming upstairs?

What? Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

Jimmy...

she's 18.

Oh.

Do you remember what it was like to be 18?

What is going on with her?

We raised her to speak her mind.

Sometimes I wonder about the wisdom of that.

I've always admired Kim's commitment.

Animal rights, the environment,

it's kind of like her generation's Vietnam.

Now, don't you mention Vietnam to me

in the same breath with pig wrestling.

I just mean it's a cause, Jimmy. It's a very good cause.

We haven't done a very good job managing the planet.

Kids are supposed to be passionate about causes.

I know I was. Demonstrations...

Jill, please don't‐‐

Look, Jimmy, all I mean is that we...

need to see this through Kim's eyes.

She still has her ideals.

We don't want her to give that up, do we, honey?

Hmm?

[Douglas] After wrestling with this issue all week...

[chuckles] ...no pun intended,

our city council has reached a decision.

Cruelty to animals is a personal concern of this administration.

But having fully reviewed the matter...

and considering the city's need

to replace the roof at Rome Junior High School,

we've decided to proceed with pig wrestling at this year's town fair.

However,

we will be instituting certain reforms

drawn up by special counsel Douglas Wambaugh.

[Douglas chuckles] Thank you, thank you.

To begin, the tradition of placing a pig on top of the barrel

at the end of the contest will be discontinued.

And furthermore,

a special animal welfare committee

will review all porcine practices

to ensure that the coming event will be more pig‐friendly.

[woman] Mr. Wam‐‐

At least it's something.

It's nothing. I failed.

No, you didn't. They're gonna make some changes.

Cosmetics, that's all.

We've lost.

But you did everything you could.

No. If I had, this wouldn't have happened.

Adam, you can't take it all on just by yourself.

Who else will, Kim?

I mean, sometimes I get so angry,

I just want to get rid of everything.

Even me?

No.

No, you... I'd keep.

You give me the strength to go on.

I'm glad.

Yeah, this isn't over, Kim.

They can knock us down, but we'll get back on our feet.

‐You're serious? ‐[Adam] Totally.

A bomb?

A smoke bomb.

I used to build these all the time in high school.

The only difference is the timing device.

Won't they see it?

No, we're gonna bury it...

tonight, near the pig pen.

And then tomorrow, the start of the fair, boom.

Pigs everywhere.

Smoke, chaos, big headlines.

But will it work buried in the ground like that?

[Adam] There's a small explosive charge that'll blow the dirt away.

About as powerful as a firecracker.

Problem, Joe?

[sighs] Explosive devices.

We're talking possible felony exposure here.

A, it's not really an explosive.

And B, we're not going to get caught.

Listen people, we played by their rules.

Where did that get us?

They're laughing at us right now.

They're saying, "Those animal rights kooks."

They think they beat us.

I don't know. Maybe they did.

I don't know. Maybe, maybe we should just quit and‐‐‐

Nobody wants to quit, Adam.

Then we must act.

All right. Who's going to do it?

All right.

‐I will. ‐[Joe] You can't.

You said so yourself. They're watching you all the time.

Do you have a better idea, Joe?

I'll go.

[coughing]

Quick exam, Captain.

‐[woman] It's okay. You're going to be all right. ‐[coughing]

Tough morning, huh?

[groans]

Oh...

I think I just lost half of my stomach lining,

but, um...

oh, I assume I'm okay.

I'm gonna get you something for the nausea.

It... might help a little.

So, when do you think my hair's gonna start falling out?

Tell you a little secret.

I find bald men incredibly sexy.

Is it working, Doc?

What, the treatment?

Too early to tell.

Hey, you're not abandoning ship, are you?

Come on. We're talking damage control here.

We are riding high on the water.

But I've been fighting so long.

I know, I know.

Well, that's why you're still alive.

Because you refuse to surrender. You're like me.

Come on, we're in this together.

I am not ready to run up the white flag yet.

[chuckles]

[indistinct conversations]

It's crazy, Jill.

The priest stalking the hall

like a vulture waiting to swoop in.

‐Oh, come on. ‐No, I mean it.

What good is that to my patient?

Uh, he needs encouragement, not a death watch.

I'm sure his daughter just wants to comfort him.

No, it's a power trip, Jill.

I'm trying to save his life.

And she's trying to save his soul.

Well, she can just wait till I'm through.

What?

I never knew you had

so much trouble with the church.

Oh, I was raised Catholic, Jill.

I know the agenda.

Intellectually they stopped somewhere around the 16th century.

Do I detect a frisson of disapproval here?

We obviously have different ideas about religion, that's all.

Oh, so I'm deluding myself into thinking

that five flourouracil interferon

is a better cancer treatment than holy water?

Joanna, the man has advanced metastatic disease.

How much more life is he going to have, treatment or no treatment?

The interferon gives him a shot.

At what? A little more time feeling sick as a dog.

So, you're of the Marian Beecher school?

Just do nothing, bring in the holy roller, kiss him goodbye.

No, make him comfortable

so he can deal with his family,

make all the final arrangements that matter the most to him.

Well, he's not ready to give up, Jill.

‐Neither am I. ‐Joanna.

There's a difference between giving up and letting go.

This man is your patient, but...

I just hope that you're doing what's really best for him.

[door opens and closes]

Nervous?

You'll do fine.

If you're not back in 15 minutes,

I'm going to assume that we've gone to the contingency plan.

I'll be back.

Hey.

‐You're amazing. ‐[sighs] Just be here.

[music playing]

[pigs snorting]

[pigs snorting and squealing]

‐Hold it right there. ‐[gasps]

I'm not afraid of you, missy.

‐[Kimberly yells] ‐[explosion]

[pigs squealing]

Get back here.

Got you.

‐Go on. Let's go. ‐[pigs squealing]

[Andy] Move it, move it.

What the hell were you thinking?

Jimmy, this isn't the time or the place.

My own daughter plants a bomb.

It was a smoke bomb.

I can't believe there was a bomb.

That's the point.

And McNeil had a shotgun.

You could have been killed.

Jimmy, if you can't be quiet, you gotta go.

I'm sorry. I find it a little difficult to keep quiet

when my own daughter does something so incredibly stupid.

‐Ow. ‐Oh. Oh, honey. Jimmy.

He put you up to this, didn't he?

‐Who? ‐Adam Wright.

[chuckles] Daddy, I don't know what you're talking about.

‐[door closing] ‐Please don't play games with me, Kimberly.

Who built that bomb?

Don't answer.

[Jimmy] Oh, Doug.

Douglas Wambaugh for the pig liberator.

Doug, this is a doctor's office.

I'm sorry, but if he's going to interrogate,

I'm entitled to protect.

Did he read you your rights?

Oh, forget it, Doug. She's guilty.

She's gonna plead down to a misdemeanor

and that will be the end of it.

‐Says who? ‐Lie down.

[Douglas] I got it all mapped out.

She committed a small crime to prevent the bigger one.

So all I have to do is convince a jury

that pigs are entitled to the same protection as people.

Douglas Wambaugh, friend to porks.

She's gonna plead, Doug.

She's going to trial.

Oh, okay. Both of you, just stop it.

I'm not going to trial and I'm not going to plead down.

I'm guilty... and I want the maximum penalty.

[both] What?

[Kimberly] I told you, I want the maximum sentence.

That's what Gandhi did.

It's the principle of civil disobedience.

But honey, you could end up in jail.

I'm prepared to go to jail, Mother.

I believe in what I did.

‐Jimmy? ‐Oh.

Honey, I respect your beliefs. We both do.

But you've got to see the bigger picture.

Convicted felons can't hold public office.

They can't vote.

It will stop you from practicing medicine.

Kimberly, how well do you know this man? Are, are you involved?

‐Oh, Mother. ‐[Jill] So what is wrong

with pleading guilty to a misdemeanor?

I beg you, don't throw your life away on this.

[indistinct conversations]

[indistinct conversations]

[Adam sighs]

I'm James Brock. We should talk.

Is this police business?

Do you want it to be?

I'm curious why she asked to go to jail.

My daughter, I mean.

I believe it's her decision.

But you approve.

My approval is irrelevant.

I do admire her courage.

Oh, that's very generous considering she's taking the fall for you.

[chuckles] Do you have proof of that, Sheriff?

Do I need it?

CAMRA is a non‐violent organization.

Look, I don't know what your game is.

Whether you honestly believe what you're doing is right,

or whether you just have this need to use people to feel important,

in any case,

when you're exposed and you will be exposed,

count on it...

in the end,

do you cause more harm than good?

Really?

I was gonna ask you to talk to Kim,

get her to change her mind,

but I see that would be a waste of time.

Mom.

It's called carotenemia.

‐Am I gonna die? ‐No, you're not gonna die.

It's harmless.

Basically, it means you've got

too much beta carotene in your system.

You've been eating too many carrots.

I guess I haven't been watching the diet carefully enough, huh?

So what do I do?

Stop eating so many carrots, doofus.

I'm afraid he's right, honey.

There's nothing else we can do.

Your skin will go back to normal in two to three weeks.

Two to three weeks.

Uh, should have stuck with hamburgers.

[Matthew chuckles]

[groans]

[woman speaking indistinctly on PA]

[Captain breathing heavily]

How you doing, Captain?

[groans]

Not so good.

You're ready for your afternoon cocktail?

I can't... can't do it.

[groans]

I'll be right there with you, pal,

Uh, there's something...

different.

I... I can...

feel it.

Oh, I wish I'd known you...

thirty years ago.

[exhales]

Could have had some fun, huh?

Doc...

do me a favor.

Call... Marian. Tell her to come over.

And maybe, uh...

bring... the priest.

Got it.

I'm sorry.

For what?

[Captain] For...

letting you down.

Captain...

I... I can't do it anymore.

[sighs] You're not letting me down.

This treatment was for you, not for me.

Am I a coward?

Of course not.

I, I'm...

afraid.

[slow music playing]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wait a minute, we got word.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm pleased to announce...

that Mr. Brad Baker...

President of Citizens for Animals...

made a special donation of $15,000

to replace the roof at Rome Junior High School.

In return,

the city council has agreed to cancel

the pig wrestling event at the town fair.

‐Mr. Baker. ‐[cameras clicking]

We were going to put together a defense fund,

but then we thought, "What would be the result?"

Yet another lawyer would get rich.

and the event would go on anyway.

This way, spending less money, the student can change her plea,

the school gets a new roof and the animals are spared.

Everybody wins.

[Adam] I should have seen it coming.

I just can't believe‐‐

Hey, did you hear about it?

Yeah.

What? What's wrong?

Adam's really pissed.

Why?

[Adam] I mean, the arrogance of this guy.

Who does he think he is?

You know, we do all the work

and Brad Baker's going to take the credit?

No way.

I don't know. Maybe we need a new logo or something.

Maybe we need to, to buy a few mailing lists.

‐Joe, would you make a note of that? ‐Right.

Hey, everyone.

Kim, don't worry, this doesn't change a thing.

What?

If you still insist on the maximum sentence,

we'll still have the last word.

But I thought‐‐

What? That we're going to let

the Citizens for Animals win?

And get away with this?

You know they have some Hollywood big shots coming to their fund raisers.

They just throw money at the problem

and then they act like they know what they're talking about.

You know, like it's a grassroots organization.

[Adam] Exactly, I mean what do they risk?

Nothing.

Except maybe getting cirrhosis

from going to all the little cocktail parties.

[chuckles] But the pig wrestling is canceled.

Bought off.

Uh, so? We won, didn't we?

We didn't win anything.

Brad Baker won, the Citizens for Animals won,

unless we're able to snatch victory from defeat.

Which we can do, Kimmy,

if you still have the courage

of your convictions.

But the pigs‐‐

This never was about the pigs.

This is about putting CAMRA's agenda in front of the public.

Kim, honey, of course the pigs are important.

But there are bigger things at stake here...

like the organization...

the cause.

The publicity, you mean.

This is the next step of your education.

Hey, Adam, it's Channel Two on the line.

Be right there.

We may want a better world...

but we live in the real one.

We need to use whatever tools are available.

Yes, this is Adam Wright.

Do I have a comment? Yes.

I'll do it on camera. Send a crew.

[door opens]

Hey, Kim. What's up?

Uh, sorry. I was just looking for my mom.

Oh, she's with a patient up there.

You don't look so hot.

But then again, considering you just had your head split open,

got stitched up by your mother,

arrested by your father and now face life as a felon,

well, why should you?

Actually, it's none of that.

There's more? You're joking.

Do you wanna talk about it?

[sighs]

Have you ever done something that you thought, um... was totally right...

and then just suddenly turns out that you were just really...

stupid? [scoffs]

So, um, this is about the animal rights group?

No, it's about him.

Him, who?

[sighs] Adam Wright.

Oh.

How could I have been such a jerk?

Probably because he looks so hot in his BVDs.

Is everything a joke to you?

Well, humor is the best defense against pain.

Didn't they teach you that? Psych 101.

‐I haven't taken that yet. ‐Well, you will.

Look, Kim, you got a lot of passion.

That can blind you sometimes.

Your heart leads and your mind follows.

[sighs] Yeah, tell me about it.

So you'll know better next time.

That's the theory, anyway.

What about now?

[Dr. Joey] I can't help you there.

Mr. Wambaugh.

Kimberly.

Are you all right?

Not really.

[sobs]

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[door opens]

They're running a little behind, but no need to worry.

I spoke with the DA, it's a done deal.

Class A misdemeanor.

Forty hours of community service at the Animal Rescue Center.

Thank you, Doug.

Could we have a minute, please?

Why, certainly.

[door opens]

‐This is going to sound a little... ‐[door closes]

uh...

Daddy, whatever you're going to say, just say it.

[Jimmy sighs]

Okay.

Look, Kim, I went to Vietnam

believing we were fighting for liberty and democracy

for the Vietnamese people.

But, as more and more men in my command were killed,

I began to see it was all for some political abstraction.

There was no clear cause, there was no clear purpose.

And the only honor was in survival.

I chose police work because it did not rely on abstract principles.

I can make judgment on what I see and know.

Now, that works for me.

But I'm not so sure that's the best way to go through life.

I still believe in animal rights.

And I'm proud of you for it.

Really?

You know I am.

I'm not so sure I believe in leaders anymore.

Yeah, well...

I don't think leaders really matter

as long as you believe in yourself.

[Father Wilson] Through this anointing, may the Lord in his love and mercy

help you with the grace of the Holy Spirit.

May the Lord who frees you from sin...

save you...

and raise you up.

Amen.

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