- Did you guys hang out last night? - Yeah. You should have been with us.
- We took a whole six-pack from Dylan's dad. - It was my idea.
No way! Did you guys, like, get drunk and stuff?
I don't remember a thing. I blacked right out.
- You only had a sip, you loser. - Dill Pickle got scared.
Don't call me that, Lyle!
Rebecca, be careful!
We're gonna get, like, a 12-pack this time.
I had to be the lookout. I can't drink when I'm on the job.
Like your dad's gonna wake up?
- The bell rang, boys. - Whatever, Mr. Howard.
It's just all a joke to you guys?
Let's see how funny these test scores are.
- Honey, jump off! - Look at that girl!
Dylan, please get back in your seat.
Dylan? Dylan!
- Is he okay, Mr. Howard? - I don't know. Dylan, buddy.
- What's wrong with him, Bo? - Dylan, wake up. Hey, Dylan.
Oh, my God. Rebecca!
Rebecca, wake up!
Rebecca, honey! Please wake up.
Dylan, my man. You gotta get yourself some new porn.
- You want a beer? - I'm on the clock. Where you been?
- Out. - Christ, boy.
You cleaned the spark plugs of that fold-by with your goddamn tongue
and you can't sweep up in here every once in a while?
- The only one comes around is you. - Then you should make an effort.
- Where you been? - Carwash. Got an extra shift.
- Bullshit. - Call 'em.
- Think I won't? - Think you should.
Have you been associating with any known criminals?
No, sir. I have not.
Have you crossed over the state line at any time?
No, sir, I have not.
- How's the job going? - Well, it's boring, but it's still mine.
Two months. Gotta be some kind of record.
Anything else you need to know?
I need to know when you're gonna slip up and stick your pecker in the grits again.
This may be a dumb question, but what did I ever do to you?
You went into other people's houses and took things that didn't belong to you,
things that they worked long and hard for.
And I paid my debt, Giddons. My conscience is shiny and new.
Yeah, well, how about Bo and Lyle?
- Bo and Lyle weren't on that job. - So the record states.
That is real sweet of you to take the hit for your old school buddies.
Giddons. All due respect, you're not a detective. You're my P.O.
And I know that you ride me more than most. Why?
You're smart. And ain't nothin' in this world dumber than a smart guy.
A smart man, he sees beyond his little world and it kind of warps him.
So when he makes that wrong move,
and you will... it tends to be messy.
Well, maybe there's a side of me you don't see.
As long as you're on parole, you are only what I see.
Now, I'd lock the doors if I was you.
There's burglars and thieves around these parts.
- I bet you thought I wasn't gonna make it. - Yeah. I wasn't sure that I was.
That's right, you've only had 12 hours to change. You should've started last night.
"Ha ha," she said gamely.
Well, two of our trustees are gonna be at the Thomasons'.
- Do I have to be charming? - No, just be yourself.
Actually, you need to be a little charming. Just nod and smile and talk to the wives.
It's the Thomasons. Dorothy will be there. You can gossip behind our backs.
I promise to turn my back as often as possible.
Is that what you're wearing?
Let's go double or nothin'! I'll spot you three balls this time.
All tapped out, buddy.
Come on. Don't be a pussy. I know you got some green right there in that pocket.
- No. I'm good. - Hey.
You walk out on a man who's still gamblin', you might catch a bad one.
You startin' fights again, Dill?
Why don't you rack 'em up, big guy? I'll be happy to take Dill's cash off you.
Come on, man. Let me buy you a beer.
- So what you been working on, man? - Just dirty cars, mostly.
Yeah? That sounds shitty.
Better work's comin'. I know a lot of businesses going belly up in this economy.
Tons of shit just sittin' there just waitin' to be picked.
I know you could use the money.
Especially if you ever want to play pool again.
Ain't exactly flush.
Well, hell, let's change that. Can I get a beer here for my poor relation?
We'll be seeing you.
You know, if Giddons finds out that you and Bo have been chattin',
- he's gonna send you right back up. - Yeah, he probably will anyway.
- With authority! - How does that feel?
- Porters! - Hey.
Hi. How are you?
- Personally, I think you're a shoe-in. - I don't know, guys.
The city council would be a good step, but I still have a hospital to run.
- I'm not sure I'm ready to move on. - Methinks the man doth protest too much.
Not at all. He's still got four months of protesting ahead of him.
Wait until we start begging before you announce.
- Please don't ever start begging. - ...a rumor. It's an undeniable truth.
- It might as well be written in print. - What's true?
Chief Booth is having a thing. He's taking lovers.
- Just one, sweetie. - Paula Dodd? Is she that... she's that...
She runs that gift shop, sells those ceramic things.
- Yes, thank you. - She's good.
- Someone should tell Audrey Booth. - She would absolutely crucify him.
She has a right to know if her husband's cheating on her. That's all I'm saying.
- Hey, Dylan. - Hey, Donna. How are you?
- You gonna buy me a drink? - Yeah.
Damn, I'm all cleaned out right now.
I mean I would. You can have mine.
That's okay. I don't want your cooties.
No, no. I've been to a specialist about that and they turned out to be benign cooties.
So...
- Wait, what? - Nothin', it's just a...
- So, what's been going on with you? - Just, you know, the usual.
- Hey, you working? - Yeah, yeah. I'm over at the...
National Car Wash, still.
- That's cool. - Yeah.
Okay.
- Well, I'll see you... - Okay, let's just talk later.
- Okay. All right - I'll see you around. Okay.
Good talking to you.
Hey, Eddie.
Yeah!
No, it's the best thing in the world, really.
I only took the class because Dorothy was taking it.
- And for the naked men. - And for the naked men, of course.
But now it's really an obsession. The drawing, I mean.
What about you, Becky? Do you ever think about taking classes?
I've wanted to take a painting class for a while, but I'm really no good.
You're not out to make a living, sweetie! Drawing would be good for you.
It clears out the cobwebs. Not that you have got any cobwebs.
I had a streak, boy! You walked away when I was on a streak! I had a streak!
Hey, you boys keep it light now.
Let's go talk. Come on! Outside, come on!
- You all right? - Yeah, I didn't even see him comin'.
Well, he knocked the living piss out of you, man.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Let me pull you a beer on the house, how about it?
I'll pass, Wayne, thanks.
Rebecca!
- Is she okay? - I'm sorry. Sorry. I'm fine.
Oh, my God.
Yeah, hit him again.
You made your point, guys.
You're welcome.
Give me a little warning next time you're gonna have another seizure, okay?
- I mean, honey, it really was quite a show. - It was a muscle spasm.
I guess.
It hurt a lot.
For a second, I... felt like somebody hit me.
The look on your face, Becky, was a little much, you know?
Even for someone with a muscle spasm.
I guess for a second I was worried this was the beginning of another...
It's not.
Okay.
I'll give you a shoulder rub when we get home.
It doesn't hurt anymore.
In our days we will live
Like our ghosts will live
Pitching glass at the cornfield crows
And foldin' clothes
And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Both our tender bellies wound in bailing wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern
We'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Our tender bellies are wound around in bailing wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern.
- Hello? - Where are you, asshole?
What? What time is it? Oh, shit!
When we were younger we thought everyone was in our side
- Shit! - Then we grew a little
And romanticized the time I saw
Flowers in your hair
It takes a boy to live It takes a man to pretend he was there
Be in my eyes
Be in my heart
Be in my eyes
Ay, ay, ay, be in my heart
So now I think that I could love you back
And I hope it's not too late 'cause you're so attractive
And the way you move I won't close my eyes
Be in my eyes
Be in my heart
- Hello. - Hi.
- Anything in particular? - No, I'm just stocking up.
Be in my eyes
Be in my heart
- Look out! - Oh, fuck!
- Fuck! - What?
What? What?
- Who is that? - Who said that?
- Stop it. - Ma'am?
Who said that?
Stop this! Stop this! Stop it.
Ma'am, your bag!
Oh, shit.
Stop it, stop it, stop it. Stop, stop. Stop, stop, stop, stop.
- Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it. - What is this? What's going on?
- Stop it. Stop this. Stop it. - Hey, shut up!
- Can you hear me? Who are you? - I'm sorry.
I'm sorry? What am I sorry about? What did I do?
- Who are you? - I asked you that.
I'm looking at a store window. Am I looking at a store window?
Yes. I am.
- Is... are you me? - No. No, no, no! You're in my head.
You're in my head. I'm having...
I'm losing... Oh, God. I'm so scared.
- Where am I? - What?
Where am I?
You're on the road. You're on a road. There's a truck.
I don't understand. What does the truck mean?
Well, that means I have a truck.
It's my truck.
I have a truck.
- You have a truck. - Yeah.
- Why, what do you have? - What?
- A Range Rover. - Nice. Safe.
I can see out there.
I can see here, too.
It's like one's close and one's far away.
I just focus and...
I can see what's here
or what's in my head.
This ain't your head, lady. This is New Mexico.
Wait, you're real.
You're a real person.
That's the sweetest thing anybody's said to me all day.
I don't understand this.
It's cold. Wait, are you cold there?
Yeah, it's... it's almost winter.
I can feel it. This is too crazy. And I can hear you like...
Like I hear myself.
Where are you? If you're not in my head, then where are you?
- Exeter, New Hampshire. - New Hampshire?
Get outta here.
Wait a minute. What time is it? You know, what day?
It's Thursday, the...
24th.
Okay, well, that's today I think. Do you have a watch?
Yeah.
Oh, my God.
You're in the future. You're two hours in the future!
No... I'm in a different time zone.
Yeah, right.
Can you hear my thoughts?
I don't know. Think something.
Okay.
- What should I think about? - I'm not allowed to tell you.
Right.
Okay.
- Yeah, no. I got nothin'. - I'm thinking about new sneakers.
Okay, that's a weird one.
- All right. Well, what if we just both... - Rebecca, you all right?
Hello? You there?
Hi, Chief Booth.
- You okay? - Yes. I'm fine.
I'm so sorry. I think I fell.
- I think I'm... - Did you hurt yourself?
No, I think maybe I had... bad clams or something.
Are you... how are you? How's Audrey?
Good. She's great. Are you sure you're all right?
Yeah, I'm great. I'm great.
Maybe if you just... walk me to my car to be sure.
- Absolutely. Where are you? - You know...
I think I'm parked right over here.
- You sure you're okay? - I'm totally fine.
Are you there?
- Guess we got disconnected. - Yeah, someone came. I had to cut you off.
So, wait. How?
I mean, I could feel you trying to come in,
this kind of swimmy feeling in the back of my head.
But I could stop it.
- That's good to know. - Yeah.
I can't talk here. People are staring at me.
Right, and assuming I still got a job, I need to get to it. But...
- I mean, we gotta talk about all this. - Okay. Later, though.
7:00?
Okay. Well, wait, that's 5:00 my time. I'm still at work.
- Say 10:00? 8:00 for me? - Yeah, great. Fine, okay.
Okay. And if... you know, it doesn't work for some reason, then...
It was nice meeting you.
Hey, it's snowing.
Hey, hey, hey!
On top!
- Oh, my God, it's almost 10:00. - Why, yes, it is.
Is that... is that some cause for excitement?
No, no, no, no. It's just we ate so late.
- I told you it was gonna be a long day. - I know. No, I was just... I just meant...
I just meant you must be tired and thinking about going to bed.
Well, I'm not. Is that okay?
- Of course. - Good.
Actually...
- there was a show I wanted to... to watch. - Yeah, that sounds fun for you.
Oh, my God!
Well. Yeah, hi.
Oh, boy. I did not expect this to work.
- I thought I was just... - I know, I did, too.
Oh, man. Okay. Well...
I spent all day just trying to think why this could be happening.
So, did you come up with anything?
Well, you know, one thing did occur to me.
Are you just by any chance...
Satan?
No.
My name is Rebecca.
That's... I didn't even think of that. I'm Dylan.
Dylan. That's nice.
This is a nice room. Is this your place?
Yeah, this is my house. I mean, it's my husband's.
You're... you're married.
Yeah, why not? I mean, you got a name. You could be married, too.
Did you tell him about it?
No. I...
I just wasn't sure.
Yeah, I mean... maybe it's better if you don't right away.
I don't know. This is hard enough to believe if it's happening to you.
Yeah. I'm gonna wait.
Wait.
So this is your house?
No. It's... yeah, yeah. It is, but it's a little messy.
It's kind of the maid's decade off.
- Wait, what are you doing? - It's better this way.
You shouldn't have to...
- I don't really have girls over too much. - Oh, my God. I have to ask you.
Did you...
did you get hit last night on the shoulder, like... like, really hard?
Yeah, sure did. Yeah, son of a bitch just came at me...
With a pool cue! I know. I was there!
And I was also at this dinner party.
- ...trying to fend him off! - Becky?
Hi. Sorry, it's Vicki Madden.
I was just telling her about my smooth move last night.
- You must tell it really well. - Yeah, what was that?
Oh, God, yes. The kids sound amazing.
I can't believe that.
- That was very smooth. - Thank you, Vicky.
- So that was your husband? - Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that's Phillip.
- Good-looking guy. - Yeah.
Doctor. He runs the hospital here.
Professional man.
Yeah.
I should probably go.
Do you want to talk again tomorrow?
Okay, but after Phillip goes to work.
You're not, like, planning on getting hit again, are you?
Well, let's see. It's not in my book.
That wasn't nothin' anyway. Worst I ever took was...
Oh, my God.
What?
Let me ask you something. Did you ever go sledding?
Did you ever go sledding and get really hurt?
- I hit a tree. - Jesus H. God!
I got knocked out cold.
I mean, I must have been out for more than a minute.
I still have the scar.
Dylan, that was 20 years ago.
I'll be damned.
I got 12 stitches,
and my mom never let me go sledding again.
Not that I was all that keen to.
Hey, what about when you were, like,
I don't know, maybe 16. I mean, you were all torn up about something.
I wanna say it was, like, the dead of summer.
And it must have been a killer, because I must have been crossed out for a month.
That is so embarrassing.
- What? - I can't tell you. It's too personal.
Come on! You got to! You owe me a whole July.
That was...
Walter, my first boyfriend.
I was so in love with him. He was 20, you know?
I don't know, we went out for two months then he broke up with me right after we...
you know.
- No wonder. - Yeah.
I mean, like, right after.
- What a dick. - Sorry if I... ruined your summer.
No, it's cool.
I was pretty used to having weird moods and stuff I couldn't really explain.
Yeah, me, too. I pretty much thought that you were PMS.
Yeah, a lot of people get us mixed up.
I remember some other stuff, too. But...
I don't know, I guess it's all kind of personal.
Like, your mom.
Yeah, that figures.
- You were in college, right? - Yeah.
She wasn't ever very well. She was...
like me, kind of.
I'm not much of a physical specimen.
Dylan, there's something...
it didn't make any sense to me at the time,
but, you know, I always felt like there was someone with me.
You know, just like a feeling.
I felt it... more strongly than ever after she died.
It helped.
Did you ever feel that way?
Why don't you tell me?
I remember your first night in prison.
Yeah. Right. Time to come clean.
- What did you do? - I just...
good with locks. Not that good with silent alarms.
Got two years. In with mostly lifers.
Yeah, I figured that was nightmares. It was really terrifying.
Yeah. Yeah, I never felt as alone as I did in there, doing my bid.
You weren't.
Hey! Jesus, hey.
- What? - Go look in the mirror.
- What? - Come on!
I don't even hardly know what you look like, except mostly your hands.
Go on, show me!
I... you know, why don't you do that?
'Cause... I asked first.
Well... I'm not doing it unless you do it, too.
Okay, but after you.
I'm not even dressed.
Well, come on. Who's fault is that, lazy bones? Let's go.
Fine.
This is ridiculous. I'm scared.
- Come on. What have you got to be scared of? - Shut up. You're scared, too!
Okay.
I'm going to the mirror, now.
- God, I'm beautiful. - Don't be stupid.
Yeah, no. When I said beautiful, I meant ugly. Wart-covered, right? What did I say?
Just don't flatter me because I spent the night in prison with you.
What are you talking about? Look, I was having fun being a beautiful girl there.
I was all ready to go buy hats or something. Go back.
No. No, it's your turn.
Hold on. Just give me a second.
It's your turn.
Read 'em and weep.
You've got such a nice face.
- Nice? - No.
I mean, yeah, it is.
It ain't much, but it does cover my unsightly skull. So that's a plus.
- Hi. - Hi.
No, no. No, it was nothing like that. We...
we actually met when he... when he lectured at my school.
I know, it sounds terrible, but it was really nice.
- We just got along great, and... - What did you say?
Nothing, I was... the phone.
Did you figure it out? I wish I could describe it better. It was a chugging noise.
Yeah, I know. What it is, is you got a crack in your manifold. They go on you.
You need to replace it. Let me check my stock, and probably rack you up today?
- Yeah, that's great. Thank you. - Excellent.
What year is your truck?
A 2010.
There's no way the exhaust system on a Range Rover would go after just a few years.
Here, turn her over.
- Okay, now go look under the hood. - Like, what, now?
No, after he charges you $1,200 bucks. Yeah, come on.
Okay.
What am I looking at?
Okay. That sounds like it could just be the sensor got loose,
- so that should be over by the AVS. - I don't know what that is.
That... that boxy thing there.
Okay, over here?
No. Okay, try the other side.
- Over here? - It's, like, a multi-prong thing.
You're looking for like a multi-prong plug-in thing. See that?
- Yeah. Yeah, that's it. - What do I do with it?
There, look, it's loose! Plug it in. There's your problem, right there.
- The sound stopped! - Yup.
- That's it? - That's it.
- I fixed it! - Yes, you did, darling.
- We're in luck. I can take you today. - We are in luck.
The intake and exhaust manifolds were both fine. The...
- Sensor. - Sensor just needed tightening.
I don't think that's gonna do you much good in the long run, but...
- yeah, I can take care of it for you. - No, that's all right. I already did it.
Thanks, Dan!
And they put me in prison.
I've been looking for a fight
All the trouble that I know
Trying to lose the world inside
But it's got no place to go
Oh, I'm armed and dangerous
And I'm deafened by the fray
Waiting for the day...
What is that?
And I set it on this way
Oh, take me home
Let me go all day
Just be here till I know
Till I know that the riot's gone
The riot's gone away
Turn it up, turn it up, gonna get fucked up
I wanna make up now for all the things I said that I can't control
Cut it out, cut it out when it doesn't go
So one day we wake up
So while we wish to go we can zip and go now
Oh, take me home
Let me go all day
Just be there till I know
Till I know that the riot's gone
The riot's gone away
Hey, I heard it for a moment now
Hey, I hear you coming and be quiet
Hey, I heard it for a moment
Now the riot's gone, the riot's gone
Kershaw, so how's the auto cleansing business treating you?
Actually, I've been thinking about looking for some new work.
Who with? Bo? Lyle?
I wanna see if I can't scare up something better.
I ain't gonna quit or nothin' until I'm sure, but...
What's with you? You got a funny look.
- What? - You look like you're about to kiss me.
Well, I mean, when the light hits you like that, something about your head...
Well, solicitation is a crime, so what's going on, Kershaw?
Nothing's going on!
For such a smart man, you are a piss poor liar.
I met someone.
Well, there it is. Yeah.
You're getting your pecker waxed? She know you a con?
- She doesn't seem to mind. - You got you one of them classy women.
- You'd be surprised. - Nothing you do could surprise me.
Over there.
I like that you told him you had a girlfriend.
Yeah, well, some people will believe anything.
- Come on, you've had girlfriends. - Nothing that lasted more than a few dates.
I'm just not good with women.
- What about your man needs? - Becky! You got a mind like a sewer.
Shoot.
Just move the other six back and then you can move that one over.
- No, dummy, that's cheating. - It's not cheating. It's creative.
It's no fun to cheat. It's no fun if you win.
Only reason you don't cheat is 'cause you're afraid someone will get mad.
- Can't always do what you're told, darling. - Spoken like a true convict.
- I'm sorry. - What? No, no. Yeah, it's okay.
I got no right to be touchy. It's all true.
Hey.
I think I figured it out. Why it happened or why we opened it up when we did.
- Really? - Really.
- Why? - Why not?
What up, Dill Pickle?
I gotta go, Becky. Got something I gotta do.
Okay, I'll see you.
Grumman Tech Supply. The bitch is ripe, Dylan.
- Is it? - You know our cousin Adam...
the one who beat that aggravated assault charge against that 7-Eleven clerk?
Kicked his lard ass all up and down the freezer section.
He's been working maintenance in the office park.
He says Grumman is empty as church service on a Super Bowl Sunday.
Here's the best part...
- no silent alarms. - Don't it just make your heart sing?
I don't know. You know Giddons is just drooling for me to make a move like this.
Don't worry about Giddons. He'll sleep through it. Your end is two hours at most.
You open up the pearly gates, we handle the rest.
You don't want to be seen with us. Yeah, I get it. I get it, man.
Hell, we'll mail you your cut.
I could use some walking around money.
This is more than just walking around money. We got a fence lined up in Wilburfield.
He's gonna buy the whole lot.
Your parole gets through, this is you setting up in a new town.
Like a proper man.
All you gotta do is keep your pretty trap shut, Dill Pickle.
Who's ever gonna know?
I don't know. I just... ain't exactly good timing for me.
What else are you gonna do, man? You just gonna wax a bunch of Caddies?
Dylan, this was your idea.
When you got out, you asked for some action, something to get back on your feet,
something safe, now, this is way the hell out in Bedlow.
And all that equipment's just sitting there. It ain't nobody's. It's gonna rust.
- There's no victim here. - Yeah, just a true convict.
Dylan, we let you in on this because you asked.
Now, I don't like you knowing if you don't have a stake in it.
We'll be waiting on you, boy.
Catch you soon, Dill Pickle.
- Hey. - Phillip.
- You startled me. - Sorry.
You know how I get in these places.
Yeah, I do, which is why I'm surprised to see you here. Is everything all right?
Yeah, everything's fine.
I was around and I had a wild notion you might be free for lunch.
It was a pretty wild notion.
Look, I've still got my doctor's cap on, I'm afraid.
Maynard's here to discuss his research program.
- The schizophrenic-narco... - Narcotherapy. It's a big word.
Which reminds me, next Thursday's the big fundraiser, so don't put us down for anything.
- Okay. - Okay, good.
- Dennis! - Phillip!
You remember my wife Becky?
- Yes. Nice to see you again. - Dr. Maynard.
- Do you two have plans? - No.
I just need to remember to call ahead first if I'm going to be spontaneous.
I see.
- Okay, I'll just leave you guys, then. - Okay, I shouldn't be late for dinner.
Okay, and I'll see you Thursday at the fundraiser.
I look forward to it.
It's hard to tell right off.
Yeah, I wish you could have spent more time with her. I didn't know she was coming.
Well, I see what you're talking about. Her...
Her body language is very protective, very concealing.
She's deeply uncomfortable.
- It's odd. - She's always been skittish. I...
I just... I don't know.
- Wait, who's this guy? - That's Muffler Mike.
His muffler's been busted for about 8 years, so everyone knows when he's coming.
And that is Bob Griese.
We call him, yup, Greasy Bob.
Okay, so it's not brilliant, but...
Yeah. I actually worked with him once on a highway job.
He's got a real interesting smell.
- You got a problem, buddy? - Tell him to go fuck himself.
- No. Nope, nope. No problem at all. - Go fuck yourself, dude!
- We're cool. - Such a wimp!
What, you like it when we get hit?
Hey, who's that? She's hot.
Yeah, that's Donna. She's a nice girl.
She's a nice girl? Is she married?
- Is she covered in sores? - Not to hear it.
- Wait, she's waving! - I know.
- You guys are friends? Ask her out! - I'm not gonna just ask her...
No, don't be a wuss. You know you want her.
- Shut up. - Look, she's coming over!
What is this strange power you have over women?
- If you don't shut up, I'm gonna shut you out. - Better not, not when our girlfriend's here.
- Hey, Dylan. - Come to you, wench!
- Hey, Donna. - Hey.
Are you... here alone?
Jenny's supposed to be coming, but...
Haven't seen you around much lately.
- Haven't been around. - Duh! Say you like her shoes.
I like your shoes.
- They... they're... they work. - I can't believe you noticed them.
I got 'em on sale. They pretty much go with everything, you know.
See? You compliment them on something they did or bought,
not their eyes or something they were born with.
That's how they know you like them. You like their tastes, you like...
Shut up!
I just hate this song.
You're joking. This is, like, my favorite song.
- I know, I've heard it just so many times. - Yeah, that's true. They do play it a lot.
Ask her out! Ask her out! Ask her out!
Say, Donna, I was thinking...
are you... are you busy Tuesday night?
I'm busy most nights.
- What did you have in mind? - I just thought that...
I could cook for you! I could cook for you!
I could cook you dinner.
- You cook? - Yeah, I mean, well, a thing or two.
What do you like?
Well, I like steaks, big steaks.
All right. All right, yeah. I could... I'll fix you up...
a rare steak with a fancy sauce and trimmings for days.
- I mean, if you're not too busy. - I am so smooth.
Tuesday I'm seeing my mama, but I think Thursday I'm free.
- Done. Dinner at 6:30. - No, no, no, no.
- I'm busy Thursday night. - Yeah, you're not coming.
Jenny's here. So, 6:30.
- 6:30. - Okay, gotta go. See you. Hey!
Phillip and I have a fundraiser Thursday night, you dope!
You think I want you coming on my date, telling me how to kiss and stuff?
Who made you ask her out? You couldn't even talk to her.
- You're nothing without me. - You're still not coming.
I made you and I can break you.
This event is going to be so great for our narcotherapy project.
A charity donation is just like any other investment.
You want to know your money is being put to good use.
You know, I can't think of a better place to put your money than in the research fund.
Well, of course you can't. Your husband's on the board!
But, no, you're right. Sick people are always the best.
Real lump in the throat stuff, these hospital charities.
- Give me cripples every time. - These are psychos, not cripples.
But, you know... would you mind excusing me just a minute?
- How's it going? - What?
- How's it going? - I'm fine. Yeah.
Why? What do you want?
Nothing. I'm just checking in, seeing how it's going.
- Yeah, everything's great. - Your sauce is burning.
This is nuts.
I haven't cooked anything that didn't take microwave instructions since ever.
Here, smell this.
- What is that, rosemary? - Yeah. Too much?
- No, no. It's a little thick, though. - You said it's supposed to be thick.
Well, yeah, but just maybe not, like, thick as a brick.
- What? You hate this shirt. - No, it's...
This is the wrong shirt. Women everywhere revile this shirt.
Dylan, maintain.
The tie's a little rodeo, but it's gonna be okay.
Yeah, easy for you to say. How's your money dinner?
You know, Stuffed Shirts Anonymous.
I just have to worry about not falling asleep.
Shit!
Hey, you're gonna be great! Good luck!
Thanks.
- Hi. - How you doing?
Good. How are you? Welcome to... oh, shit!
Hold on.
Okay. Everything... no, that's good. Yeah, that would be great, yeah.
- Come on in. - Okay.
- Never seen your place before. - You haven't?
I thought... you weren't out here for the Fourth?
- I don't think so. - I thought you were.
Yeah. I had a barbecue.
It's kind of my own concept. Barbecue on the Fourth of July.
Lots of people do that.
I... I really like your shoes.
You got a thing for feet?
Dated a guy like that once. Real weirdo.
No, no, I don't. Would you like... could I get you something to drink?
I did pick up some red wine, if you like.
You got a beer?
Yeah. Yeah, definitely. I'll take one of those, actually.
- Here you go. - Thanks.
It's a twist, yeah. Cheers.
Cheers.
So, you really cook and everything?
Now and then.
- What's this? - It's the sauce.
- That smells kinda crazy. - Bimbo.
Well, it's not for tonight.
Okay.
Yeah. I don't like my steaks all fancy. Just burnt black with tons of ketchup.
- Figures. - Figures what?
- Sorry? - I thought you had spoken.
Oh, gosh.
Maybe I did. I think I was...
- Shoot! Oh, no! - Hot! Hot! Hot!
- Shoot! - In the sink!
- Put it in the sink! - God damn!
In the sink! In the sink!
Oh, shit!
- There. Happy now? - Me?
Maybe you'd better go wash that off, honey.
Stay out of this, Phil.
Oh, God. I'm so sorry.
Yeah, why don't you go to the bathroom?
- Collect yourself. - I'm so sorry.
- You're right, honey. - Just... yeah.
- It's okay. It's okay. You guys okay? - Yeah, yeah.
- Did you get anything on you? - No, I'm fine. But is she all right?
Yeah, she's fine. She's fine.
Thank you.
Who's Phil?
Just give me a second.
Okay.
What did you think you were doing?
I told you not to come along anyway. I had everything under control.
- You had everything on fire! - Yeah, that's the way I like it.
Sure, burnt black, tons of ketchup.
It's none of your business what she eats, you yuppie snob. That's my date!
Yeah, well, you know, you sure know how to pick 'em.
What's the matter... are you jealous?
No, I'm not jealous!
- Then butt out! - Why don't you make me?
- Just make me. - You think I won't?
Yeah, sure. Try.
- There! - That's all you got?
- Stop it! - Did it again! Did it again!
- Dylan, stop... stop it. - I won't. No, I'm not going to.
I won't.
- Hey, Donna. - Hey.
I was just putting on some aftershave.
- Just freshening up a little. - I'm gonna go.
Donna.
Dylan?
Donna, wait!
I was just making a joke!
I was just... putting on aftershave.
You are gonna speak to me again before we die, right?
What do you want me to say, Rebecca? Thank you.
I'm so glad you made us look like idiots.
You didn't even apologize to Dr. Maynard.
I don't like Dr. Maynard. He always looks at me like he's trying to guess my weight.
He was trying to raise money for an important project
I happen to be involved with.
Phillip, I can't say what happened.
I think maybe I dozed off for a second.
I was confused. Haven't you ever done that?
That's not it.
I mean, that may be true, but...
something is happening to you.
And I don't know if it's what happened before or not.
It's not. Believe me.
Okay, then what? What?
I don't know, Phillip. Sometimes...
sometimes you just look at everything
and it's all just different.
- Do you know? - Yeah, I do. They call that puberty.
No, it isn't just that and it never stops.
It's like...
like shedding your skin.
Is that what you're doing?
Shedding?
Yeah, I guess, sort of.
Shedding me?
Oh, no.
No.
- Hey. - Hi.
I'm really sorry. I know I messed it up. I know.
No, no. It's cool. I would've messed it up myself anyway. You just saved me time.
Give yourself a little credit. That girl really likes you.
Well, if she did, I think she got over that pretty quick
when she caught me talking to the little man inside my head.
Yeah... right.
It's just sometimes when I'm with you, I forget myself.
You feel funny.
- What? - Don't you feel funny? Like, not...
Not a fever, but...
I...
I was... previously engaged in a certain kind of activity and...
Well, you smell nice.
Kinda sweaty.
Sorry, that...
that was out of line. I didn't...
I should go.
Okay. Well, look, I'm sorry about tonight.
Yeah, me, too.
Well, good night.
Good night.
Okay, well, wait, here comes a good one.
"Number seven, how does your partner rate as a lover?"
- Pass. - No, wait!
Pass, pass, pass! That's none of your business.
Of course it's my business. Hush up! "You describe your lovemaking as...
A, wild animals; B, sweet and slow;
C, at least he tries; D"...
- Who's he talking to? - I don't know.
B? A. No, no. Yeah.
- B? - Okay, if you say so.
"Nine, how often do you and your mate..."
- No, pass! - Why?
- Come on, this isn't gonna work unless... - Wait! Turn up the radio.
You like this?
Yeah, I love this song.
Yeah, I remember this.
I stand up so I can fall
I storm out
So I can wait for you to call
I just look at you, baby, that's all
I'm crumbling
I wake up and you're not there
I call all my friends
Tell 'em I don't care
I'm so cool, baby, and debonair
I'm crumbling...
- Hey! - Phillip.
Hi. Is this more... shedding?
No.
This is dancing.
Yeah, it is.
Okay.
I'll see you.
So what brings the party down here?
I was just looking for my old photo albums.
- I thought they were in the corner. - Yeah.
Yeah, last time I saw them, they were...
God, I hope Bridget didn't throw them out.
No, that doesn't make any sense. She would've asked...
I ran into Diane. She said you were gonna do the painting class.
- The drawing class. - The drawing class, yeah.
- Yeah, I don't have to. - What? No, I think that's great!
You know? Get you out of your... the cellar.
Why would Bridget throw out my photos?
I'm not saying... just, you know... whatever by accident.
- What do you want with them anyway? - Nothing, I just wanted to show them to...
to... to...
myself. Look at them.
I mean, I'm not saying don't find them. It's a healthy thing. That's good.
And actually, I can help you look for them. I have my...
council meeting at 6:00, but...
you know, it won't kill me to be a few minutes late.
Yes, it will.
Thank you for knowing that about me.
Hey, is my gray shirt clean?
- Yeah. I'll check. - Thank you.
Everything come out all right?
You're drunk!
I ain't had hardly nothing to drink.
But give me time, partner.
I got wine on my damn pants.
What's Phillip gonna think?
- Where is old Phil? - Meeting.
Have I given you the tour of my luxurious home?
Yeah, you have.
Elegant modern entertainment center. The perfect addition to every home.
Did you find those pictures you were gonna show me?
They're gone.
- W... wait a minute, what happened? - They're gone.
I have been through... the entire attractively furnished house.
Maybe the maid ate them.
Or maybe my husband slipped them into the trash.
Are you serious? Why the hell would he do that?
Because he knows me.
Phillip takes care of me.
That's not taking... that's... that sucks.
He's not being mean.
He knows how funky I get sometimes
looking through that stuff.
It doesn't matter anyway. I know them all by heart.
There's my mom when she's little.
She has my eyes.
Blue-gray with flecks of panic.
And here's Mom teaching me how to swim.
Notice how I'm grafted to her arm.
Not a success.
And there's a picture of a pony.
I don't know why it's in there or who it belonged to, but...
there it is anyway.
And there's my dad.
The scariest man who ever lived.
Grown-ups were scared of him.
All they ever taught me was how to be afraid.
And I went out and found the copingest man alive...
so he could take care of me.
So he could get rid of the past.
Chipping away at it...
all my little quirks and insecurities.
Until...
voila.
Nothing left.
Nothing like a little truth to sober you up?
Tell you about my family. I got a brother named Mitch.
I think he lives down in Louisville now, moved 1,500 miles away
so that he wouldn't have to loan me any more money.
My mom, I put her through so much,
by the time I got popped, she had stopped talking to me.
She didn't even wait for the trial.
I've never met anyone I didn't disappoint.
I mean, the best thing, the only thing,
about me that I like... is you.
I wanna feel your touch
It's burning me like an ember...
Oh, fuck.
I wish you weren't so damn pretty, Becky Porter.
I know that's dumb and shallow and...
I mean, you're a married woman and I'm on parole.
Still, sometimes I think...
I just wish you weren't so damn pretty.
To the trouble I'm in
So I'm giving in
To the trouble I'm in
To the trouble I'm in...
I wanna know what you feel like.
You are, you are
My favorite medicine
You are, you are
You're where the lights begin
You are, you are
Just one last time again
You are, you are
You are the trouble I'm in
You are, you are
My favorite medicine
You are, you are
You're where the lights begin
You are, you are
Just one last time again
You are, you are
You are the trouble I'm in
Cut it out. It's good!
It's cool! Look at Diane's.
That's a little abstract, there, darling. Try drawing the nice man.
Dylan, my office.
- Gotta go, darlin'. - Okay, I'll see you.
What's going on, Jake?
It's no good.
- What is? - It's no good.
- It doesn't work. - Wait, wait. Am I fired?
Okay, you and me, Dylan. Okay?
What would you do? Keep the ex-con who talks to himself all day?
You frighten the customers.
Look, next time you get a gig, okay,
just let your imaginary friend stay at home.
Okay.
You gotta start living in the world, brother.
You gotta be where you at. You understand what I'm saying?
- Be where you at. - Okay.
I'll give you a recommendation if you need one.
I won't lie...
but I'll... I'll say you were honest.
Okay.
What happened, bro?
Hon, I'm your friend.
Good. I mean, yes, of course you are.
You can tell me. You really should.
Sweetie, I honestly... I have no idea what you're talking about.
Not at all?
Well, everybody's concerned.
Is something going on? You can tell me.
There's just really nothing to tell.
- Have you been seeing someone? - Oh, God, no. No, no, no, no, no.
I couldn't. I'm married. I would never...
I meant a shrink.
You're having an affair. Oh, my God!
You don't have to tell me who unless you want to.
Diane, honestly... Diane, I'm not... I'm not having an affair.
And we never had this conversation.
Poor Phillip. I didn't mean that.
You know what? You don't have to tell me who. That just explains everything.
Explains what?
Well, I don't mind telling you now that I know you're not crazy,
but everybody's talking.
Well, you must know that.
Everybody's talking about me. Why?
- Don't they have lives? - My lips are sealed.
They are Ziploc'd. You don't have to tell me who he is, but is it someone I know?
Diane, honestly, I'm not having an affair.
I'm not, I swear. Okay? I'm just crazy.
Amazing! That's possibly the greatest game of pool ever played.
- Hi, Dylan. - Oh, hey. Queen of the rodeo.
Rodeo queen? What, you came to watch me make pool history?
Had a few pitchers, haven't you?
You know, my only regret is that I gave up my law practice to become a showgirl.
- Can I pour myself one? - Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Hey, hey, hey. Have a beer.
I'm just gonna find this ball.
So, Wayne says that Jake gave you the can.
- That blows. - Don't it, sister?
Where the hell you been hiding at, Dill Pickle?
Thank God you've come.
Is it time to do crimes?
Yeah, man, we've been waiting on you.
Cue ball.
Enough dicking around. Are we doing this or not?
Hell yes! Let's do it.
- Let's do it. - All right, here's the address.
I need you to roll up there and check the place out. We go in Thursday night.
Let's do it now.
Let's do it now! I mean, what am I waiting for? Right?
This is what I do. I mean, I'm a criminal-element-man type, man.
Just like you. Like, who am I kidding?
Maybe you've had enough, Dill. Maybe you wanna head home, sleep it off.
Oh, no, I want some action! I want some "Action Jackson!"
Come on, let's get lost!
Hey, you can be my mom.
Yeah. I mean, I gotta have a mom.
You see, I got this problem, though.
It's that Jiminy the Cricket is gonna get all upset with me, man,
and I can't go messing with Jiminy the Cricket.
She lives in my head with Mr. Crick... excuse me, Dr. Cricket.
And what am I gonna do when she finds out that I'm just like everybody said.
What am I gonna do then, Bo?
You got voices in your head? Is that what you're saying?
- You don't believe me? Donna? - He does.
Yeah, I have a world of craziness up here, man.
So you might wanna find somebody a little more stable to be your wire man.
Maybe I'm not your guy.
- Burglary's a pretty tricky piece of business. - It's time to shut your mouth, Dill.
I'm getting so sick of everybody telling me what to do.
All right, step back, Dylan. And step back. You two, get the hell out of my bar.
All right, Wayne. Put the gun down. Okay, Wayne.
- I got a lump the size of Nebraska. - Okay, shut up. Shut up, Lyle, shut up.
- It's okay. Everything's fine. - Am I bleeding?
Everything's fine. Shut up, Lyle.
I don't care how long we've known each other.
You screw this up...
Bo, look at my hair, man. Am I bleeding?
Bo, man, my head's gonna be all discolored.
Diane. Hi. I just got the call that you were here.
To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?
What?
Do you recognize it?
- That doesn't even look any smaller. - I never came here again.
I was scared.
It just felt like there was something here.
Something too grown-up.
Too real.
Do you think this is the place I first went nuts, or does it go further back?
- Come on, you're not crazy, Becky. - I was once...
right after college...
before Phillip and I were engaged.
I...
kind of fell apart.
I couldn't deal with being in the world, so...
I spent some time in a hospital upstate.
Rehabilitating.
- I didn't know about that. - Yeah, you missed that one.
Probably because I missed most of it, too.
I couldn't feel anything.
I just lay in bed for three months,
trying to work up enough energy to cry.
Phillip was with me through all of it. He read to me.
He sat with me.
Tried to get me through it.
He probably did.
Sure wasn't me.
I'm so goddamn weak.
Becky, how can you say that? I mean, what you did for me...
Have I made your life any easier, honestly?
Yes.
You know, I can't read your mind, Dylan, but I know when you're lying.
- Becky, don't do this. - I can't live like this.
Dylan...
Phillip is my husband.
I know you don't like him,
but I need to be with him.
I need to find him again.
Yeah, you gotta do what you're told, right?
- That's not fair. - Fair?
I finally... for once in my life, I can see something...
something real, and then you tell me I gotta give it up.
So, how do you come at fair?
I can't be with you and I...
I can't play at this anymore.
It's not a game. It's not something that you play.
What am I supposed to do?
You are going to be fine.
God, Dylan...
you have so much.
You...
you blew me away.
You know that. You...
I'm never gonna forget that.
- Couldn't we just... - No.
How do you expect me to just shut you off?
Because you love me.
Can I get a whiskey neat, please?
The thing is, you come in here, and there's always some kind of trouble.
Is that what you hear?
About two nights ago, you were in here doing your little MMA-style tango
- with the Soames brothers. - They showed up, I left.
- We didn't associate. - Dylan, this ain't a goddamn drill, okay?
You done got yourself fired, you're hanging out with known felons,
and now Lyle is looking to bust your ass all across the desert.
- Look, can you... - No!
No!
No! No, please stop.
- What's wrong with you? - Please!
Dylan. Dylan.
- What the hell's wrong with you? - Those bastards!
Who? Bo and Lyle?
Know what I'm looking at right now? A cell.
You tell me what's going on with them brothers,
- you won't even have to think about that. - I mean, I'm looking at it right now.
- I'm in it. - What?
This is where they put me, 'cause this is where they see me.
Wait a minute, so this is when you start blaming the whole world for your crap,
- is that right? - No, no, this is where I stop.
We ain't finished.
I want you to get better.
Just stop...
worrying about everything.
Everything's gonna be fine.
You just need to be...
alone for a while. No distractions...
till you feel yourself again.
Rebecca...
I love you.
Oh, fuck.
There, now be both got lumps on our heads.
Come on.
It's Thursday! Time to go to work, Dill.
- I got to be somewhere. - Yeah, and we know where.
You know, I told Bo...
that we should bust you up and leave you there when we're through,
- but he's got a code. - Two hours and comfortable living, Dill.
- No, I need to be somewhere. I'm asking. - And I'm answering.
We'll worry about forms later.
None of your people will even know she was here.
I'm betting she'll be back to normal in just a couple of months.
Maybe.
Did you see who was driving that car?
Okay.
- Good morning, ladies and gentlemen... - Becca?
Becca.
Can you hear me?
Come on, answer me, Rebecca.
Dylan.
Jesus Christ. Rebecca, what is going on?
Phillip put me in here.
I think he thinks I'm having an affair.
So he locks you up? Can he do that?
I don't know.
I'm afraid of him. I don't know what he's gonna do.
God, you feel like you're underwater. What are they giving you?
Phillip gave me these pills.
I took them. He told me to take them, so I took them.
- Do you know where you are? - Yeah. No.
I think it's the... Hophauer Clinic.
It's a mental institution.
Your husband ought to be a permanent resident, darlin'.
- ...once again we do request that you... - Are you on a plane?
Yeah, I'm... I'm headed your way.
Listen, I need to see the room.
I want you to look around. I want to see everything.
- But is there anything you can do... - I understand, sir,
but unfortunately we cannot rent you a vehicle without a valid driver's license.
I just... I just don't have it with me right now is all
- and I have a real important job interview. - And I do hope you get that job.
What I can do is arrange a cab for you.
Perhaps a friend can overnight your license while I hold the reser...
- Sir? - Thanks.
Loading and unloading of passengers...
- Where are you? - Still at the airport.
What are you doing?
Renting.
Hey, that's my car. Hey, yo, stop!
No, twist it to the left.
Slowly.
Okay. Now, see if you can find the empty space in there.
Dylan, I can't do this. I feel like a four-year-old.
You can do it. Just relax.
This ain't Fort Knox. These are simple locks.
Turn here.
Where'd you learn to do all this stuff anyway?
School, mostly.
I always wondered what you guys did in shop.
I bet you took ballet? Or tea appreciation or something.
Oboe.
Holy shit! Holy shit.
Hot damn! That took me a week to learn that.
- You're a natural born criminal. - I bet you say that to all the girls.
- Am I close? - Yeah, I think so.
Just keep going all the way. It's right by the train tracks. You can't miss it.
Okay, I'll find it. Time to get a move on now.
Anybody in the hall?
Wait a sec.
Wait till she leaves the hall.
Check.
- Nervous? - Check.
Listen, hey, when you get out of there...
you ever seen Canada?
Why? What did you have in mind?
I thought maybe you'd like to have a romance in an exotic setting.
Go for it. Just walk like you know where you're going.
Oh, shit.
Do you have any idea where I am?
No, get back on Main Street.
Not a good idea.
Shit!
Turn off the engine and show me your hands.
How are you doing today?
Here goes nothing.
Stop the car!
I said stop!
God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Dylan, I can't talk to him. I can't. - Becky, calm down. You can do this.
Okay, okay.
I'm just going to walk past him. It's gonna be totally fine.
Rebecca? What are you doing?
- Told you I couldn't talk to him. - Go. Becky, just go.
- Phillip. Call security. - Becca!
He's gone.
The woods. The woods, go!
- Hear that train? - Yes.
Run for it!
- I'm here. - Where?
Where?
- Where? - Here.
There's an open boxcar. See it?
Where?
There's a red boxcar right here. Red boxcar. See it?
- Yes! - Okay, go!
This is gonna be so weird.
Down by the river
It don't matter which river
They're all going somewhere
Well, just as long as you're looking for me
I can be a good friend
And I can be a good lover
But I can't do both of them
No, I can't do both
I can hope
Well, just as long as you're looking for me
Come and stand in the water
Tell me that you don't care
Shakin' and shiverin'
Time is making jokes at my expense
Well, I'm dancing in the riverbed
Well, just as long as you're looking for me
They're all going somewhere
Now you know everything
Did I scare you off, did I show too much?
The future's unraveling, I'm losing my sense of touch
So I reach out in the dark
I hope that you'll be there to shine some light