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It's my job. I know. Hey. I love you. I know. (Door creaks) (Speaks indistinctly) (Door closes) (Cell phone ringing) (Beep) Hey, Lisbon. Where are you? Oh, just running some errands. Everything okay? Yeah, right as rain. What's up? Haffner's in. Good. What about Stiles? Van Pelt may have a bead on his location. She's checking it out now. That leaves one more Red John suspect left to talk to. Yes. Bertram. I'm on my way to his office. You want to meet me there? All right. (Line clicks, snaps phone shut) Grace Van Pelt. Well... how lovely to see you again.
(Chuckles) (Kisses twice) Mmm. Wow. Well... so, please sit. What do I owe this pleasure? Jane. He needs a favor. Oh. Clever, him, sending you. So exactly what can I do for Patrick Jane? (Exhales) He would like to meet with you. Tomorrow night at 8:00. You've changed since we last met. You're married. Yes. Oh, don't tell me you married that genial oaf. Oh. Oh, well. (Chuckles) Congratulations. Yeah. Thank you. So... will you meet with Jane? Ah... you know, nothing would please me more than to meet with him. I mean, really, I would love to. But... (Inhales sharply) Unfortunately, my circumstances-- it's probably not gonna happen. You mean because of the F.B.I.? Mm. You have been doing your homework. (Chuckles) They don't know I'm here. Ah. Which means they don't know you're here.
But they will if you don't agree to meet with Jane. You have changed, haven't you? Have you ever been to Ecuador, by any chance? No. Oh. I was there--oh, God, years and years ago doing missionary work. Uh... Lovely people. Oh, yeah, but-but-- there was a young man there... He was underprivileged, ferociously ambitious. I saw something in him. So I decided to try and help him. You know, I-I paid for his school fees, that sort of thing. N-nothing really much, but wouldn't you know it? All these years later, that same man is now minister of state. I'm happy for him. Anyway, he invited me to stay in this palatial consulate. This morsel of foreign soil. Foreign soil, which, as you know, is outside the jurisdiction of you, the F.B.I., and all U.S. law enforcement. So, you see, Gracie, your idle threats are just that. Well, it's been so lovely seeing you again. (Clears throat) Please give my best to Mr. Jane. (Chuckles) Close the door on your way out! (Chuckles) It's gonna be fine. Thanks. I feel a lot better. (Knocks on door) Come on in. We've made a breakthrough, sir.
In... The Red John case. We're close to identifying him. Well, then this is fantastic news. (Chuckles) After all these years. Y-you-- you really think you've got him? I do. I'll know the second you have something concrete. You will, sir. And I want to be there when you end this. I was hoping you'd say that. (Whistling) (Continues whistling) (Dialing) (Continues whistling) Yeah, it's me. I just had a very interesting conversation with Patrick Jane. How'd it go with Bertram? He's in. What about Stiles? Not so good. Did you find him? Yes. (Exhales) Then what's the problem? Mm. He's at the Ecuadorian consulate. As long as he's there, we can't touch him. What do you want to do? I'll handle Stiles. He's not gonna come with you.
He doesn't have to. I'll be persuasive. What is that? (Exhales) (Closes tube) You sure it's big enough? We need to talk about tomorrow night. I've already told you. Just hear me out, please. You don't want me to be there. No, I don't. You don't want to be there because you think I'm gonna try and stop you from killing Red John. Are you saying that you won't? What I'm saying is some men-- men like Red John-- they don't deserve a trial. They don't deserve a jury. They deserve what they have coming to them. Wait, l-let me get this straight. After close to 20 years working in law enforcement, you're just-- you're changing your mind? About Red John? Yes. I'm surprised, Lisbon. What, you don't believe me? Heavens, no. You're the most honest person I know. You would never lie, not about something like this. Right? Right. Tomorrow night then. Tomorrow night.
(Door closes) Patrick, dear boy. Well, how are you? Well, I'm not your boy. Oh, I see. So this is not a social meeting, eh? You're gonna meet me tonight at 8:00. Patrick-- No, you listen to me. You're gonna meet me tonight at 8:00, or I'm gonna come back here, and when I do, you will need more than these walls to keep you safe. Threats? Oh. That's so out of character. I mean every word of it. Yes. I believe you do. But you see, Patrick, a dying man does not fear death. Oh, please. This charade might work on your disciples. It doesn't work on me. You think too highly of me. Unfortunately, it's not a charade. How long have you got? It's spread to the blood. There's nothing they can do. I don't know... Two weeks, a month. You see... It's not personal. It's just that... My time now is very precious.
I'm still gonna need you tonight. For God sake, why? What's so damned important? Red John. I'm close. (Exhales) Closer than I've ever been. (Chuckles softly) Red John... Look... Nothing would give me more pleasure than to be with you there tonight. But? There's more to this than you know. There's--there's more keeping me here. The F.B.I.? Yeah, as a matter of fact. You know, they tracked me here. They're just waiting for me to leave so they can arrest me. Look, I'm not choosing to stay here, but I'm trapped. So the F.B.I.'s the only thing that's keeping you here? (Radio static chirps) (Man on radio) We've got movement. (Man) That's a Visualize car. They're sneaking someone out. Get ready to move. (Static chirps) (Tires screech) (Tires screech) (Engine revving) (Tires screech) (Radio chatter)
Don't move! Keep your hands where we can see 'em. Hello, gentlemen. Something I can help you with? Stiles is in. We'd better get going. We've got a long drive ahead of us. (Cell phone rings) (Speaks inaudibly) (Rings, beeps) (Closes door) (Pressing buttons) (Cell phone rings) (Beeps) (Cell phone vibrates) Well, then SAC P.D.'s just gonna have to wait. Look, I-I don't wanna pull rank... (Cell phone rings) But I will. (Rings) Kevin, I gotta call you back. (Pressing buttons) (Cell phone rings) (Sighs) (Beeps) I'll be needing a car. What are we doing? I want to see the sunset. (Turns off engine) (Closes door) (Waves lapping)
(Seagulls calling) There's something I want to tell you, Lisbon. Something I should have said a long time ago. I want to thank you for everything that you've done. You can thank me later. No, I... I need to say this now. You have... No idea what you've meant to me. What you mean to me. Thank you. (Exhales nervously) I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you. Wait here. (Chuckles nervously) (Engine starts) Jane? Jane! (Panting nervously) (Engine roaring) (Engine stops, crickets chirping) (Exhales heavily) (Closes door) (Keys jangle) (Door opens) (Clank) (Vehicle approaching) Hello! Hey! (Breathes unevenly)
(Inhales deeply) (Exhales) (Inhales deeply) (Exhales) (Footsteps retreat) (Lock clicks) (Lock clicks) (Clicks switch) (Pops) (Vehicle approaching) Hey! Stop! Please. (Window whirs) My name is Teresa Lisbon. I am an agent with the California Bureau of Investigation, and I need to borrow your car. It's an emergency. What? ! No way. Get out. Now. Come on. Come on. This is insane. I'm calling the police. Good idea. Thanks. Wh--hey! (Cell phone rings)
(Ring) (Exhales) (Ringing continues) (Beeps) (Lisbon) Jane. Hello, Lisbon. Jane, don't do this, not without me. Listen, I'm sorry. Jane, I am begging you. You're in danger! I-it's gonna be okay. I-I'm gonna be okay. No, you're not. You do this, and you're throwing your life away. Bye, Lisbon. Jane... No. (Line clicks) (Beeps) (Clicks switch) (Cranking) (Clicks latches) (Clicks switch) (Inhales and exhales deeply) (Vehicle arriving) (Vehicle door opens and closes) (Footsteps approaching, man whistling) (Footsteps and whistling continue) (Exhales) (Whistling stops) (Door creaks)
Oh. Hello, Patrick. Am I early? No, no. Right on time. Have a seat. (Vehicles arriving) (Engine roaring) (Beeps) (Woman) 9-1-1. What's your emergency? This is Agent Teresa Lisbon with the California Bureau of Investigation. I need officers at 1309 Cedar Street in Malibu. I have an agent who needs immediate assistance. I brought you five together for a reason. Some of you may know that reason. Some of you may have guessed. But one of you here... is Red John. (Smith chuckling) What? ! One of us? (Continues chuckling) (Chuckling) One of us here is Red John? Well, that's very interesting. (Chuckles) Who is it? I don't know. And that's what we're gonna find out. Wait, you're trying to say that one of us in this room... (Sighs)
Is a serial killer? I know it. No, this is crazy. I can assure you it's not. Well, I can assure you I'm not sticking around for this crap. (Pumps shotgun) Sit down. Do not move toward the door. No one is leaving. Take it easy, Patrick. Do I look distressed? Don't. I will shoot you. That goes for the rest of you as well. Take out your weapons slowly, place them on the floor, and push them toward me. (Unfastening holster) (Gun rests on ground) Thank you. Thank you. (Kicking guns away softly) (Gun clatters) Okay, Patrick. This is... This is enough. It's gone far enough. No, we're just getting started. I've waited ten years for this moment. All those years, Red John has been smart. One of you has been smart. Careful. But not this time.
This time, you made a mistake. Kira Tinsley told me something before she passed. She told me that her killer-- Red John-- has a tattoo. Three dots on his left arm. On his shoulder. And you all... Are gonna show me... Now. Let's go. Come on. That's it. Take it off. Nonsense. Very good. It's not what you think. You got it wrong. I'm not Red John. Patrick, wait. Patrick! Look... here. Look. On your feet. Over with those two. Oh... God. (Inhales sharply) You stay there. Okay, you three... Over against that wall-- now. (Loud gunshot) (Engine roaring)
(Tires screech, horn honks) Jane! (Explosion) Aah! Aah! (Flames crackling) == sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man Daffy! You don't gotta shout. I'm right here, man. - Why are there lobsters in my swimming pool? - Because your bathtub wasn't big enough. There you go. Just like the ocean. - Why do you have lobsters at all? - I'm gonna sell 'em. Lobsters go for $20 a pound. I bet this chubber bubber will fetch 100 bucks easy. A relatively painless way to make a living, if I do say so myself. Ow! Blaah! [shrieking] [claws snapping] Relatively painless. ["merry go round broke down" playing] The Looney Tunes Show, Season 2, Episode 13 "Daffy Duck Esquire" [cellphone rings] - Go. - It's Tina. Daffy: Oh, hey.
Let me ask you something. If someone were to turn their bedroom into a nightclub, Would you be into that? - Don't turn your bedroom into a nightclub. I said, "someone." - Listen, there's something I gotta talk to you about. My dad's coming into town. Oh, meet the parents. - How long's he here? - A week... But you're not gonna meet him. - Wait a second. You didn't tell him about us? - Yeah. I told him I have a boyfriend named Daffy Duck and that's all he needs to know. Are you ashamed of me? You think your dad won't like me? Why? 'cause I ain't got no class? 'cause I ain't got no money, no job, no education? Yeah, all that stuff. - Well, your dad sounds very judgmental. - Look, Daffy, those things don't matter to me. You know I love you, but my dad's tough. He doesn't think anyone's good enough for me. I'll call you when he leaves. Hey, dad! So glad you made it! People need to chill out. [disco music playing]
Aah! Hey, Bugs. What you doin'? - I'm going to the beach to set some lobsters free. Oh, fun. I'd love to come with you but I'm allergic to shellfish. Uh... - Hey, Daffy. You and Tina wanna do something with me and Bugs this week? - I'm not allowed to see Tina this week. Her dad's in town. - So? - She doesn't want me to meet him. She doesn't think he'll like me. - Well, you're gonna have to meet him at some point. I mean, don't you plan on being with Tina forever? I hope so. Well, then, at some point you're gonna have to ask him for his daughter's hand in marriage. Do people still do that? - Daffy, Tina's not gonna wait on you forever. She's a catch. You are lucky to have her. I mean, you ain't got no class. You ain't got no money, no job, no education. So what do I do? - I don't know, but if you wanna keep Tina then you're gonna have to convince her dad that you're good enough for her. See that place over there? - You mean that rinky-dink copy store? That's where I work. I'm the assistant general manager.
- Well, as far as I'm concerned, you shouldn't have to work. That so-called boyfriend of yours he should be the one taking care of you. Dad, I like working. - And what does this Daffy Duck do for a living, anyway? - Tell me. - Oh, you know, stuff. - Stuff? What do you mean, stuff? Are you telling me that he's unemployed? - Dad, Daffy's a good guy. He's... - A lawyer? - A what? - Why didn't you tell me he was a lawyer? I mean, that's fantastic. This is great. When am I gonna meet this wonderful person? Oh, you know, I don't know. I'm sure he's very busy being a liar. I mean a lawyer. - Honey, a young man is never too busy to meet his girlfriend's father. Remember that. I can't believe that you're dating a lawyer. I can't, either. Lola: Oh, hi, Tina. So you're here to see Daffy? Is this your dad? Hi. I'm Lola, Daffy's secretary.
Can I get you a cup of coffee or a banana milkshake? A coffee is fine. [ding] - Uh, Mr. Duck, we have some visitors. Daffy: I'll be right out. Let me just wrap up this call with the supreme court. You must be Mr. Russo. It's such a pleasure to meet the father of the most wonderful woman in the world. You can call me Frank. - We saw your face on a bus bench. Oh, that was Lola's idea. Gets the firm's name out there. Nothing wrong with a little hustle. Am I right, Frank? - Well, this has been a lot of fun, but we gotta get you checked in to the hotel. - Hotel? Hush. You can't stay at a hotel. - You'll stay at my house. - No, no, no, no. - Oh, no, really? Oh, that would be great. I... I hate hotels. Then stay at my place. - Honey, your apartment is too small. That's why I was staying at a hotel. - No, no. I insist you stay at my house.
What good is it to be successful enough to own your own home with a pool in an upscale neighborhood if you can't share it? - Then it's all settled. Now come on, Tina. We've taken up entirely too much of this fine young man's time. Ahem. Lola, will you get judge judy on the line? [door closes] And I'll have another banana milkshake. Are you Daffy Duck? Do I look like Daffy Duck? I just need a signature. What did he order now? - Bring her in! - Bring who in? [horse neighs] Bugs, I'm home! Hope you didn't make a big dinner. I'm kind of filled up on banana milkshakes. My pony's here! - He's great. - It's a she. - She's great. - Why did you order a pony? - Pony rides can be very lucrative. We got Gossamer living across the street. He's got a bunch of little kid friends. We charge 'em 10 bucks a ride, bing, bam, boom, money in my pocket. Well, you're the one who got rid of the lobsters. Where's she gonna sleep? Out here with Taz.
Don't worry about it. It's not your problem. No, wait. Right now, I've got my hands full pretending to be a lawyer, So it is your problem. - Why are you pretending to be a lawyer? - Because Tina's dad is in town, and I need to impress him. [doorbell rings] That's them now. Oh, one more thing. I told him he could stay here while he's in town. Why did you do that? I can't lose Tina. I need him to like me. [sighs] fine. - Oh. I also told him this is my house and you're my loser, deadbeat roommate who I'm letting stay here until you get back on your feet. I'm not just successful, you know. I'm also compassionate. Frank. - What in the world is that ridiculous thing in the driveway? - Oh, it's my... I mean, it's, uh...it's, uh... - It's my parade float. I made it out of old newspapers. It seemed like a good use of 21/2 years of my life. - Oh, you. You must be the deadbeat roommate. It's awfully nice of Daffy to let you stay here. Ho ho ho.
You have no idea. I don't have to pay for anything around here... Rent, food. I just take, take, take. Ah, Daffy's a saint to put up with me. Wow, Daffy, You have some beautiful home here. - Thank you very much. I like it. Let me get you something to drink. - Mm-hmm. And what is it that, uh, you do again? Nothing, really. I mean, I've gone months without leaving the house. Until this morning, I was running a lobster farm out of the swimming pool but now I'm on to pony rides. Next week, who knows? You see, I'm more of an idea guy than a hard-work, follow-through kind of guy. Come on. I'll show you the pony. Huh. Would you look at that? No telling how old this is. Want a bite? I think your dad likes me. - Are you out of your mind? Pretending to be a lawyer? - Tina, everyone knows that a father wants his daughter to be with either a doctor or a lawyer and I couldn't pretend to be a doctor because the last time I did that, I almost killed someone. I'm gonna almost kill you. This is crazy. I thought you'd be happy. I swear I can never predict your reaction to things.
So this is your plan? Just lie to my father for the rest of your life? - I'm doing this for us. I want your dad to like me so that he'll say yes when I ask for your hand in marriage. What? Relax. Not now. One day in the future, when you have a better job and you can afford to give us the lifestyle we deserve. Well, I'm not a real wizard. It just says that on my business cards. - Dad, are you sure you don't wanna stay with me? - No, no, no, honey. I'm fine, believe me. Daffy'll take good care of me. You don't hear that every day. - Sorry I have to work tomorrow. - We'll be fine. It'll give your dad and me a chance to hang out. - Uh, don't you have to work tomorrow? Oh, right. I'm a lawyer. - What time do you usually get in to the office? - I don't know. Usually roll in around noon. He's at his desk at 6:30. - In the morning? - Don't look at me. I didn't tell you to become a lawyer. Night! Good night, Frank.
Nighty-night, guys. - Hey, Bugs, thanks for going along with the charade. - I owe you one. - Don't mention it. I'm serious. If you ever need legal advice, you know who to call. An actual lawyer. Oh, right. What are you doing? This is my room. - If I'm gonna pretend to be you, might as well get into character. Sheesh. I really am filthy, aren't I? [disco music playing] [chair squeaking] [sighs] I should have pretended to be a doctor. I have good news. Tina's dad went home early, and I can get back to my old life? No. We got our first client. - Client? Who told you to get a client? I thought we agreed never to answer the phone. - But you said you were bored. I thought you'd be happy. Swear I can never predict your reaction to things. [laughs] Daffy's one disturbed individual. What you reading there?
- My diary. I'm learning a lot about myself. [laughs] - I wear a toupee? - Really? Well, it's a really good one. I mean, I would have thought that was your real hair. - I didn't know you were a lawyer. I am this week. So let me get this straight. You burned the roof of your mouth on a slice of hot pizza, ...and now you want to sue Pizzariba. Why didn't you just blow on it? No one told me to. I need to be protected from myself. My mouth is ruined. I can't talk no more. You're talking right now. Well, uh, I can't taste nothin' no more. [sips] mmm. This is good banana shake. You can really taste that banana. - I don't know. Suing Pizzariba? It just doesn't seem right. Speedy's a decent, hardworking person. I've known him for years. He lives in my house. - How many of you are livin' over there? - Let's see. There's me, Bugs, Speedy Frank, and Taz.
Oh, and we just got a pony. So will you take my case? - I'm sorry, but Speedy's a friend. - Come on. I heard about this lady who burnt her tongue on a cup of hot coffee and she won a million dollars. A million dollars? Lola, why don't you go ahead and draw up a contract? Lola: You got it. I'm sorry. What's a contract? [beep beep beep] Hoo! - Oh, hey. Where you going? - Work. Work? It's Saturday. We were gonna spend time with my dad. - Tina, you knew when you decided to date a lawyer that there would be sacrifices. For me, I'm afraid it's career, then family. [kiss] I've always been upfront about this. - There's nothing upfront about this! It's a giant lie! - I'll try to get home early, but I can't promise anything. Dad. Bugs. Frank: We're out here, honey.
[neighs] What are you doing? A pony ride. Honey, I grew up in the concrete jungle. I've never been on one of these things. I've never seen one of these things. I mean, this is great. You wanna go next? No. I'm good. Hmm. - So Daffy can't hang out with us today. He's gotta work. - Wow. That kid really keeps his beak to the grindstone. Hey, Bugs, how 'bout you? You got any plans today? Oh, I never have plans. Well, that's great. Come on. Let's go grab some lunch. - I'll drive. - Let's take the pony. Can you believe this guy? What a guy. No, I really can't. [nickers] - Come on, Tina. - I'll meet you there. Giddy-up!
Yah! Yah! [laughs] Giddy-up! Yee-hah! One slice of hot pizza. [pizza sizzles] And we'll see just how hot. What are you doing? What's this? You just got served. You're suing me? On behalf of my client. Who is Samuel Rosenbaum? Our next-door neighbor, Sam. - Yosemite? He wants me to pay him a million dollars because my pizza's hot? It's supposed to be hot. Blow on it. - It's just business, nothing personal. - Ok, then you just got unserved. I'll see you in court. You're not a lawyer. Tell it to the judge. [men scatting] [only scatting audible] [scatting ends] [gavel bangs] - We'll now hear opening statements in the case of "Samuel Rosenbaum Vs. Speedy Gonzales, proprietor of Pizzariba." Mr. Duck, you may proceed.
Thank you, your honor. [clears throat] The evidence that I will present to you today will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt ...that this gentleman, "Speedy Gonzales," Knowingly and willfully served my client dangerously hot pizza With no warning and with no regard for the physical and emotional trauma that followed. I will prove that Mr. Gonzales' carelessness was no accident but instead the direct result of his endless need for speed. We will show you that had Mr. Gonzales simply taken more time between the oven and the table to allow the pizza to cool then this senseless tragedy could have been avoided. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury Mr. Gonzales likes to brag that he's the fastest mouse in all of Mexico but this is America, and in America, speed can kill or, in this case, burn. Thank you, your honor. Tchk. Mr. Gonzales. - Uh, yeah, he's not a real lawyer. - Hmm. Well, then this case is dismissed. Wow, that was fast. I didn't even have time to get business cards printed. What about my million dollars? Why didn't you tell me you weren't a real lawyer? Raah! Get them out of my courtroom. - [grunting] - tsk tsk tsk. Gringos. [nickers] - What's the problem? You went up the stairs. - Wish you didn't have to go, dad. - Oh, me, too, honey. It was such a fun trip. - [neighs] - attagirl. - Sorry you didn't get to spend much time with Daffy.
- Yeah, you know, honey, it seems to me that, uh you don't get to spend much time with Daffy, either. - Huh? - Sweetheart I used to think that you needed a guy with a good job good education, someone who could support you but what good is any of that stuff if you never see the guy? Seems to me that Daffy is always working. And besides, you can support yourself. You're smart. You've got a good job. What you need is someone fun, Someone who keeps life interesting someone who makes you laugh... someone a little crazy... [neighs] Someone like Bugs. - Bugs? - Bugs? ! Frank, you got it all wrong. I made up the whole thing so you'd like me. I'm not a lawyer. This isn't even my house. This is Bugs' house. I'm the deadbeat roommate. I'm the one who ain't got no money, no job, no education. I'm the one for Tina! Wait a second. You lied to me? - He was afraid if he was himself, you wouldn't like him. I was, too. - Dollface, do you love him? - Mm-hmm. - Well, then that's all that matters. - And how 'bout you? You got any other secrets..
...that you're not telling me about? Huh? [laughs] Ah, boy, I like this guy. I'm watchin' him, but I like him. Me, too. So get this. Tina's dad likes the real me more than the fake me. - Does that mean I can stop pretending to be you? Yeah. Thanks again. - Eh, it was kinda fun, actually. Though I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to do with this. [whistles] [squeals] My killer whale! [disco music playing] (CELL PHONE CHIMING) I'm on my way. (KEYPAD BEEPS) So have Steve take a look at it, probably just needs a rebooting. Hey, my girlfriend just pulled up. My flight's three hours, we got all afternoon to bang this thing out. (SIGHS) (WHISPERS) Sorry. Yeah, sure, I'm up for dinner. What do you think? (STRAINING) Actually, that works great because I wanted to talk to you about a few things before we went in next week. Yeah, will you bring those reports?
(PANTING) Of course I'm going to meet them first. Yeah. Yeah, some of us actually prepare for this stuff. Thanks, babe. Yeah. Yeah, we're on our way now, so. Everything looks great. (STRAINING) You're kidding. (WOMAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA) It's built in? New place comes with a sauna. That's incredible. Yeah. (STRAINING) Yeah. I'm here now, I just... Mmm... Have a great time. Uh, hey, Marty, let me get back at you. Hey Nat, wait. What's up? You know those limo service guys are amazing. They show up early, they wait for you, fresh bottle of water, cute little mints. Yeah and a hundred bucks later. What? You're right, they're pricey. Okay, I'm sorry. This is a great opportunity for both of us. Well, it's your opportunity.
Go for it. You'll be amazing. What are you... Wait, wait. I go through the training orientation, three or four months you come up. I mean, it's Chicago. They've got to need nurses, especially your kind. Uh, I've already made you late. Hey! I'm coming back for your birthday! Love you. (DOOR CREAKS) Here we are, ladies. WOMAN: Oh... We have got sweet tea in a cup for Jean. Thank you. And coffee for Patty. PATTY: Yes, ma'am. Thank you. And who in the world is that? It looks like some nosey parker all up in your business. Maybe one of those gals who thinks she's going to beat you out of winning the Carolina Corners Christmas Showcase. (BOTH CHUCKLE) Well, that's certainly not going to happen. (DOORBELL CHIMES) Excuse me? Yeah? I'm sorry, I'm just... I'm looking for the Mayors.
Oh, I don't... I don't live here I'm just here for work. If you want, I'll go ask up at the house. Um... Oh. I'm okay. Thank you. I'm sorry to interrupt you. Oh, no. It's no interruption. Thanks. Yeah. Hey, did you say Mayor? Yes. Yeah. (CAR DOOR CLOSES) NATALIE: Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Mayor? I'm Natalie Springer, the home care nurse. I think we spoke on the phone. Yeah. We know who you are. We're just so glad that you're here. I swear, did you ever see a prettier girl? (BOTH CHUCKLE) Well, I'm Suzy and this is Duncan. You can call me Mr. Mayor. Hush! Don't let him boss you around. JEAN:
Suzy's coming home? Well, it beats spending your last days in some germy old hospital. (SIGHS) (WHISPERS) It's good to be home. It's good. Bless her poor heart. Well, good Lord calls us all home when it's time. You ask me, Duncan would have been the better choice for the Lord to call home. Gayle! You heard me. (SUZY SIGHS) Oh. No Christmas tree. Where's the Christmas tree? What's Christmas without a tree? Hmm? Hello? DUNCAN: Upstairs. (STAIRS CREAKING) Next door on the right. (EXCLAIMS SOFTLY) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) NATALIE: Suzy? In here. Thing about strawberries is, they come back. Year after year. Little water, little sun, it's all it takes. Hobby?
You have any idea how easy it is to extract DNA from a strawberry? Used to wow my students. I'm sorry about my husband. He's just working through some things. So, Dr. Emmons sent me your pain management schedule. I thought maybe we could go over it together. Mmm, it's not your first picnic, is it, Pretty Girl? And apart from the schedule, if you feel anything at all... I'll go ahead and scream my head off. Okay by me. Do you mind if I join you? Suit yourself. Would you like some coffee to wash that down? Never drink it. Do you mind if I make some? Suit yourself. Just so you know, I gave Suzy something to help her rest. Above the microwave. I generally take Saturdays off to take care of my personal business. I live about an hour away, in Florence. Have to go home and pay bills, water plants. That sorta thing. Fantastic. Other than that, I am here 24/7. Far as I'm concerned you can take as much time off as you want. I'm guessing Suzy did most of the cooking? I'm not much of a foodie, but I can help. Top drawer on your left. Where it should be.
Suzy's going to need nutritional supplements and foods that are easy to digest. I can pick all that up at the market, so if there's anything in particular that you would like... I like hot dogs. You know what? So do I. I like them with mayo and avocado. I just... I'm just not so keen on them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Avocado and mayo. Who in the world eats hot dogs with mayo and avocado? The Chileans. The Chileans eat hot dogs? They do. Are you Chilean? No. (DOORBELL CHIMES) (WATER RUNNING) Sorry. Go ahead. No, you go ahead. You're going to have to learn the traffic patterns around here. (DOORBELL CHIMES) Hello, Duncan. Oh... Wish we had some ice cream. What did you say your name was again? It's Miss Springer. You can call me Natalie. All right. Spoon's inside. Look, Natalie.
This wasn't my idea. It was the doctor's orders for you to be here. I'm only here to be a help, Mr. Mayor. For both Suzy and you. Well, I can take care of my own wife. (SIGHS) I will do my best to stay out of your way. Okay? Yes, you will. I understand how difficult... No! No, no. You don't understand anything. NATALIE: She slept on-and-off during the day yesterday and through most of the night, but she woke up very nauseous this morning and vomited several times. DR. EMMONS: Mmm-hmm. Same medication? Same medication. Hello, hello. How you feeling? Oh, fresh as a daisy. Mmm-hmm. Same old Suzy. (SIGHS) I know. You wanted something different? Never. Duncan, how are you? (DUNCAN SIGHS)
I'll come back up when you're done here. You are in good hands with Natalie, here. SUZY: Yeah. I had a feeling. Would you forgive me for just one second? (EXHALES) (PAPER RUSTLING) Duncan? (DOG BARKING DISTANTLY) Don't need the nurse. She's not just a nurse. Well, I can take care of my own wife. Duncan, we made an agreement. Suzy comes home with care from a private duty nurse. Well, good. When you leave, I'm gonna lock her up in here. How's that? Hmm. You know, Natalie's specialty is hospice care. Hospice. Duncan, you're in good hands with Natalie. Let me explain something to you. This is my home. I can take care of my own wife. You know Suzy's not only my patient, she's my friend. This is a chance to let it all happen the way you both want. Natalie can help you understand the signs. I can read my own signs. She's going to be up and down.
One day, she's gonna be fine, the next, she's not going to be herself. I need you to take advantage of what Natalie has to offer. Okay? For Suzy's sake. (SIGHS HEAVILY) GAYLE: Hi, Tommy. Hey, Mrs. Matthews. Be done on time? Not a problem. Now, what about lights? Yeah, you know, Mrs. Matthews, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. Oh, my daddy, he loved Christmas lights. We had hundreds and hundreds of them, every different color. Got them all boxed up in the attic. Yeah. You know, Mrs. Matthews, the Christmas Showcase is kinda an upscale contest. What exactly are you implying? Nothing. Nothing, I just think that maybe, you know, subtle and sophisticated might be the way to go. I'm not sophisticated? No! No, you... You are sophisticated, ma'am! I just... You know, look, this is your original idea. You know, and it's beautiful. I mean, look at it. It's really cool.
Do you really think so? I do think so. You know, and nobody's ever done a design like this before. They haven't. No. But we... We don't want to go taking anything away from it. You know? No! No. I mean, sometimes those colored lights, they... I don't know, they get a little bit... Distracting? There you go. Yeah. Mmm... Okay. All right. (GASPS) How about the partridge? It's almost done. Better be. (CELL PHONE CHIMING) (WHISPERS) Hi. BRIAN: Hey. You okay? Yeah, I'm good, I'm good. Sorry, I'm just, uh... How's work? Nat, the people here...
I mean, everybody is so cool. They share all their toys, and I am learning a ton. (LAPTOP BEEPS) So, I already looked into a ticket. A ticket? Mmm, a ticket for what? Your birthday. No, Brian, come on. I told you. You don't have to come here, it's too much of a hassle. No, no, no. It's your birthday and I already told you I'll be there. Unless you want to come here instead. I'll fly you up, we can check out the city. The music scene here is incredible! Yeah, but, you know I can't do that. Right. Right. Anyway, well, we'll figure all this stuff out when I see you. I better get going. I just wanted to check in. Night, Nat. Good night. (BEEP) Do you remember all those crazy nights down at the beach? Mmm. Family Kingdom. We hit every ride at Family Kingdom. (CHUCKLING) Ten times in a row on that old Whiz-Bang.
There's that rickety old Ferris wheel. We got stuck at the top, you pulled out the ring. (INHALES DEEPLY) Biggest mistake of your life. Not even hardly. I almost got down on one knee. Well, thank God you didn't. I'd do anything to go back to that night. That ride never ended. (MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO) (MUSIC STOPS) Hey, quick question about Mrs. Mayor. What's her situation? Oh, yeah. Uh, I gotta go. Hey! (CLEARS THROAT) Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where you all going? We're going for a drive. Mmm-hmm. Oh, okay. Are you sure that you're feeling up to it? (SCOFFS) I am feeling great. (CHUCKLES) Okay, where? A drive to where? Myrtle Beach! (LAUGHS) Myrtle Beach! Wow. Mr. Mayor, Myrtle Beach, that's kinda far.
Yeah, well, we'll let you know how far it is. Okay, but why? Why Myrtle Beach? Why not just few times around the block? Ain't no amusement parks around the block. Amusement park. (CAR LOCK BEEPS) Are you serious? Amusement park? (ENGINE STARTS) (SIGHS) DUNCAN: Remember, we went on that ride that you wanted to go on? The little airplane ride that was for five-year-olds. It wasn't for five-year-olds! (CHUCKLES) Well, yeah. I fit in it. Yeah! (LAUGHS) What? What? Yeah, you got in it, all right. Okay, that's not nice. I got out, didn't I? Yeah, you got out. Yeah. We had to pry you out. Someone got me out. Hey. Hey!
You okay? Okay, we'll turn around. Okay? I'm here. I'm sorry. Hey, it's okay. Look at me. It's okay. NATALIE: Shh. (WHISPERING) She's asleep. Here, I'll take that. Mr. Mayor... I don't need any lectures from you. I would never. It's just important to understand that anything can happen at any time. DUNCAN: And I don't know that? (SIGHS) NATALIE: Are you sure you want to get up so soon? Live your best life while you can. Okay. Oh, my. What an exotic color! NATALIE: Oh, yeah? SUZY: Ooh! Tahiti Sunrise.
(DOORBELL CHIMES) Oh, you get it. I'll be fine. You sure? Mmm-hmm. NATALIE: Okay. Hey. Um, sorry to bother you again. Um... Actually, I was wondering if I could see Mrs. Mayor? (SUZY GASPS) Is that Tommy Harris? Yes, ma'am. It is. You remember me? How could I forget you? Tommy was one of my high school students. Oh. Oh, this is Natalie Springer. Yeah, we kinda, sorta meet before. Tommy Harris. Ma'am, I just... I just found out that you lived here, and I just wanted to stop by and say hello. Oh. Won't you come in? Oh, no. No, no. I shouldn't. Um... (SIGHS)
I wanted you to know that I, uh... I graduated college. And I have my own business now. In fact, I'm working right next door for Mrs. Matthews right now. (LAUGHS) Bless your heart. That's wonderful. I'm so proud of you. I just wanted to thank you for everything you did for me. You know, if there's anything that I can do for you, you just let me know, okay? There is one small thing. This is the usual spot. Oh, no! I have it. (LAUGHS) Sit down, relax. DUNCAN: Can I help you? TOMMY: Stopped by to say hello to Mrs. Mayor. DUNCAN: To Mrs. Mayor? TOMMY: Yes, sir. DUNCAN: You're that Harris kid. TOMMY: Tommy. You're not welcome here. Sir, I...
You're not listening, boy. Get out of here. Did you invite that boy in here? He came over to say hello to me. Yeah, well. Better count the silverware. He's not a criminal, Duncan. Well, I don't want him around. Understood? SUZY: Pretty Girl, would you go on and fetch me a glass of sweet tea? Of course. Come here. (WHISPERS) Come here. Come here! Don't make me beg, come here! I know what comes after the sweet tea. (SIGHS) Ooh, it's time you quit holding onto some things the way you do. You know, people can change, even grumpy-types like yourself. Just have a think on it, that's all. (ENGINE STARTS) (TIRES SQUEALING) (DOOR CLOSES) (DOORBELL CHIMES) (LAUGHING) Wow! That is big. It's all ready for you. Oh. That is a beauty!
GAYLE: Tommy Harris! I gotta go. Merry Christmas! He's a cutie, isn't he? Um... (SIGHS) (GAYLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY) Tommy Harris, I'm going to tell you right now, I'm madder than a wet rooster cock in August in a candy store! Why is she so upset? Oh... Well, we go way back, me, and Gayle, and Duncan. NATALIE: What happened? Well, Gayle's granddaddy went and made a bunch of money in property. And he lost over half of it to my granddaddy in a high-stakes poker game. (GASPS) We weren't worth more than a nickel at the time, but then, we did okay for ourselves. NATALIE: Oh, so she's still... Just the keeper of a good old-fashioned family feud. Yeah. Seemed like it might blow over for a time when I was in high school 'cause I was... I was seeing Gayle's brother, Charlie. But then Duncan came along, and he swept me off my feet. (SEAGULLS SQUAWKING) (WAVES CRASHING) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) (CLATTERING) Excuse me.
Is there anybody around here I can speak to about a Ferris wheel? What about 'em? How to get one? Get one? Or rent one, a small one. Suppose it's possible. But not anywheres around here. (SIGHS) (GRUNTS) I need to get a hold of one. (STAMMERING) I got work to do. Shut it down. (ENGINE STOPS) Gotta get a hold of one. (SIGHS) There's this one place you might want to try. A little, deserted amusement park just the other side of Moncks Corner. Other side of... Is that the one under the freeway? There you go. We sometimes mine it for parts. Uh, last time I was down there I seen a 45-footer, it looked pretty decent. 45-footer? Uh-huh. (ENGINE STARTS) How big is this one? Oh, it's about a buck and a quarter. Appreciate it! What made you pick nursing? (SIGHS)
When I was in high school my mom was diagnosed. Non-Hodgkin's. When she went into remission, I decided to go into nursing school. And then when she relapsed for the last time, I switched gears into hospice care. 'Cause it just... Felt right, you know? I think that the left side needs a little more... A little more bright and shiny. What do you think? Mmm-hmm. Yeah, I think so. Here. I'm real sorry about your momma. (NATALIE SIGHS) (WHISPERS) Thank you. (BELLS JINGLING) (ENGINE STOPS) (CREAKING) (DOG BARKING DISTANTLY) Anybody home? (CHICKENS CLUCKING) HENRY: Mister! You are trespassin' on sacred ground. Sacred ground? Here to rob my kingdom? I'm not here to rob anybody. I reckon that's what I'd say if I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar.
"Not here to rob, just want to do one last corkscrew on the Wild Rabbit." Or some such. Just looking around. (LAUGHS) Looking around? Looking around at what? This... This good-for-nothing pile of junk? That's not the way I see it. Oh, is that so? What are you, some kind of visionary? That Ferris wheel still work? What's it to you? I'm looking to get one. Well, sir, I'm not looking to get rid of one, so you best be on your way. DUNCAN: Would you consider an offer? What need you got of a Ferris wheel? Well, that's my business. Well, that's my wheel. My wife is dying. Well, mine's dead. Now get off my property. NATALIE: Okay. I'm gonna go look for the Christmas lights while you rest. Good idea. Might write some letters or something like that. Okay. (EXHALES) (STAIRS CREAKING)
Oh, the tree looks not-so-bad. Right? Yeah. Good job. Thank you. So, do you have a beau or something? NATALIE: Sorry? Come on, give me some scoop. (CHUCKLES) I wouldn't want to bore you. Oh, I don't get bored. (NATALIE SIGHS) Okay. I've been dating this guy for the last two years. We dated in college and eventually broke it off. And when my mom got sick the last time, he sort of rekindled things. So, will we be seeing him around here sometime? Not likely. He just got a job in Chicago. That where you're headed? Um, I haven't really had time to think about it. What's there to think about? It's Chicago! I know, but... It's not the Chicago part you're struggling with. Sounds cliche, but, you know, just listen to this and you'll know what to do. Uh, Pretty Girl, I think that I need to move down to the living room. It's those stairs, they're getting to be a bit much, and, uh, I want to be where the action is.
Okay, you got it. And Dr. Emmons, he said about the bed... No, don't worry about that. I'll handle it. (WHISPERS) Okay. Thank you. (DOOR OPENING) (EXHALES) Tahiti Sunrise. More like Tomato Soup. Where'd you go all day? I was exploring. Mmm. I always liked exploring with you. (SIGHS) You call that a partridge? It's not finished yet. Well, it's supposed to look like a partridge, or what's the point? TOMMY: Well, it'll look like a partridge when I'm done with it, I promise. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) Hey, how's my girl? Hmm? Hanging in. Oh, yeah? Let me see those beautiful eyes. Let me see them. Excuse me. (DRAWER OPENS) Who brought that tree in here? Tommy brought it.
He was doing me a favor. Tommy? I don't want that boy around here. I'm serious about that. You stay clear of him, you hear? Yeah. Duncan, that attitude is not handsome on you. Okay. Here we go. Just one sip. SUZY: I don't want it right now. It's good for you. There you go. Not so bad, right? It's okay. It's okay. (RETCHING) Okay, look, what's up? All right, all right. Here's a napkin, Suzy. I got... I got a towel. It's okay. It's all right. It's all right. She's just not hungry. (COUGHS) (EXHALES) Put another straw in there.
Hey. Hey. I don't want it. It's not for you, it's for me. I love my shakes. (SCOFFS) I love my shakes from the Shake Shack. Mmm? Hey, hey, hey, hey. Remember, we used to walk down the boardwalk, me and you? Hmm? Huh? All the boys sitting on the fence saying, "Boy, that Duncan Mayor, he's... "He's one lucky man." (WEAKLY) Shut up. Mmm-hmm? And I'd just look at them. Put your hand on my arm. Go ahead. Put it. Just like we walking. Mmm? And then we go for a walk. And just go, "Hey, what's going on? "Yeah, she's the most beautiful girl in all the world. "That's right. "And I got her." And we're going to have ourselves a shake now. We going to share a shake from the Shake Shack, like we always do.
You're so crazy. Come on. Come on. Get in there. Get in there. Oh, sorry. (CHUCKLES) I'm so sorry. It's just I had a little bit of a corn-dog, came up, surprised me. (LAUGHS) Okay, come on. On the count of three. One, two, three. (SWALLOWS) You gotta eat, baby. (SNORING) (TRUCK APPROACHING) (CHICKENS CLUCKING) (CLATTERING) What, are you deaf or dumb as a bag of rocks? Hey. I told you already one time to stay out of here. Slow down there, cowboy. Now, I need that Ferris wheel more than you do. And you need this baby here more than me. What you got here? You sleeping with ducks or something? What's the matter with you? Now, she's almost brand new. Got a pop out.
And she's all yours. Uh-huh. I see it in your eyes. Sleep on it. In fact, sleep in it. And I'll be back tomorrow, and me and you going to work it out. Understand? (ENGINE STARTS) DUNCAN: All right, don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot, don't shoot! Hey, I just... I'm just trying to do the right thing here. Make this a fair trade. It's a fair trade! Looks like my Ferris wheel ain't the only wheel you'll be needing. Dang thing keeps pulling to the left. Say, that's a pretty good looking tree you got there. Yes, it is. Comes with. It's a Noble. 6-footer. (DOORBELL CHIMES) Huh. Isn't that cute? What is it? I don't know. There's a card. "A turtle dove for your tree.
"Merry Christmas. Tommy." That's so sweet! (WHISPERS) I love it. Don't you love it? HENRY: It's my wife's notion that we could bring the old carnival back to life, stop working the traveling circuit. After she passed, I didn't have much cause to think on it, or anything that much. So, y'all were in the carnival business. Well, the carnival business was in us. Whole family worked the circuit. Gave it everything we had. You got an extension ladder? I want to start taking her down. You can't take her down alone, Duncan. It ain't an Erector set. Well, are you available? It's your wheel now. (METAL CREAKING) (PANTING) (CRASH) (PANTING) (GRUNTING) (SCREAMING) My foot! My foot! Hold on, hold on, hold on. My foot! (PANTING) (GRUNTS) (GRUNTING) You okay?
(PANTING) I'm fine. Where do you want it? (TOMMY PANTING) Swing around. (GROANS) Watch your hands. Guess I'll go. (DOOR CREAKS OPEN) (DOOR CLOSES) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) Suzy wants to move downstairs, so Dr. Emmons sent over a bed. I can stay in this little side room. That's my office. Yeah. I'd like to be close. If that's okay? (VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES) Hey. Hey. Suzy loved the ornament. Well, I'm glad. But, you know, you're taking your life in your own hands by talking to me right now. Okay, I have to ask. How does anybody... Get into twigs? ...get into twigs. Well, I majored in business, in college. And, uh, had a job with the Buildings and Grounds, put myself through school. And then, uh, once I graduated,
I put the two together and started my own landscaping company. Hmm. How about you? You're probably a nurse, right? Hospice care. Ah. She didn't want to go through chemo again. She just wanted to come home. Right. It's okay, though. She's handling it. You okay with this? I'm not okay with any of it, but I'm going to be with you all the way. Shoot. There's no headboard. You know? What's a headboard? Just the single most important decor feature in a bedroom. Fool. Already on it. You don't know headboards. Know what's more important than a headboard? No. Whether I fit on the bed or not. (CHUCKLES) Let's give it a go. Get in there. Come on. That's your bed. That's not my bed.
I ain't gonna sleep over there. I'm going to be right here. Scoot over, Slim. Your man's coming in. Oh... I'm getting excited already. Careful. (THUDS) (GROANING) (LAUGHS) Needs snow. Say again? Well, if there's reindeer, there should be snow. Reindeers need snow. Did you know that, Tom? No. No, I didn't. Yeah. They thrive in it. So. It simply won't be real without it. Real? Yes, real. Well, we have turtle doves in pear trees, and partridges... Tommy Harris! I want snow... (TRUCK APPROACHING) Oh, my goodness, what in the wide blue world is that? (GRUNTS) Shut 'er down, Lonnie. This here's the place!
Henry! Mornin', Duncan. DUNCAN: What's the story? HENRY: Beautiful day for it, don't you think? For what? What's going on? Oh, this here's my cousin, Petey. PETE: Hey, Mr. Mayor. DUNCAN: Hey, Pete. HENRY: And this here's Lonnie. What up? You, son. HENRY: Lonnie was drivin' cross country, he's gonna hold up and spend Christmas with me. DUNCAN: Okay. Takin' down an old wheel ain't nothin'. (CLATTERING) Duncan Mayor, I'd like a word with you, without your "friends." A word is about all I got time for. Well, you can just make time. Get to the point. That. That there. That's the point!
What's it here for? You inspired me. I did what? You inspired me. All of a sudden I got this powerful urge to decorate. Decorate? Yes, decorate. (BOTH GASP) (GASPS) Oh... You're not thinking of putting your yard in the Christmas Showcase? You wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare upstage my neighbor's Christmas Showcase. (GASPS) I'm coming after you. We'll see. (METAL CLATTERS) SUZY: Great day in the morning, what is that? Big truck just arrived full of machine parts or I don't know what. All going in the backyard. Sometimes he can be the strangest man. Anything with gears and levers. I wonder what he's up to. Do you want me to go see? No, no. I'm sure he's got his reasons. (METAL CLATTERING) (LEAVES RUSTLING) Oh! Oh... HENRY:
All right, first, you got to get your mud-plate level and put your tower up. See, then you get your spokes up right here, here, right here... All the way around. (GRUNTS) This here's the Ferris wheel assembly manual, most of it anyways. My phone numbers are on there. Too bad we can't stay and help, but I got a pot roast on simmer in my new oven. DUNCAN: I understand. I truly appreciate it, Henry. Lonnie. Pete. Good luck. Thank you. HENRY: You got a plan? I'll figure it out. HENRY: You're gonna need help raisin' her up, you know that. I understand. Merry Christmas. HENRY: Merry Christmas. GAYLE: Sheriff Matthews, please. Oh, yes, I'm sure he is, sweet pea, but, you see, I don't care if he's occupied. Get him on the telephone right now. Tell him it's his baby sister. Charlie... No, I am not fine, thank you very much.
We got a problem here in our historic district, and you need to do something about it! (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) NATALIE: (SOFTLY) What are you up to out there? I'm building something. Seems like a pretty big something. Oh, so, now you're the building inspector. SUZY: Stop. Stop that, now. I told you to quit picking on her. (WHISPERS) Good night. (SIGHS) How are you, babycakes? I think she likes me. How could she resist you? You're so charming. (LAUGHING) BOB: Hey. Morning, Duncan. DUNCAN: Hey, howdy, Bob. Hey. How's Suzy doin'? Uh, you know. You know Suzy. BOB: Yes, I do. Well, y'all are in our prayers. DUNCAN:
I appreciate it. BOB: So, I know you didn't just come in here to check up on the old place. DUNCAN: Well, yeah. Wanted one of those heavy-duty, adjustable wrenches. Same place they always were. Right. Another thing. Uh, I'm in need of, uh, one or two day laborers. You know, I tried to reach the Maltman brothers, they around? BOB: No. Moved out west somewhere. What about the guy with... Oh, uh, Cyrus? No, he's working in Greenville, last I heard. What's this about? I got a project over at the house and my crew's on holiday. So, if you think of anybody just give me a holler. You bet. I see you, but I sure don't want to. I heard what you said about needing help, you know. And I'm almost done with Mrs. Matthews's house except for these trimmings. I don't know much about Ferris wheels, but... Sir, please. Listen to me. Look, I know that I owe you, and all I'm asking for is just a chance to work off the debt. Well, like I said before, I'm not the same guy that I used to be.
(METAL CLATTERS) Start today. Noon. My backyard. Bobby, 18-incher. (SPRAY HISSING) Oh, Tommy. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy! (GASPS) It is... I know. There are no words. You are a genius. (SIGHS) (GRUNTS) Oh... Oh, here's your check. Well, thank you. Oh! With a little Christmas bonus. (BOTH LAUGH) So, what are you going to do now? Well, it just so happens I've got a job just nearby, so... Oh, that's marvelous. Yeah, thank you, well, hey. Well, you know what? They're lucky to have you. Thanks. And you enjoy your Christmas and this snow. Okay? I sure will.
Merry Christmas. (GASPS) Oh. Oh, how precious! Oh! It is a Christmas cacophony. (GAYLE EXCLAIMING) (GAYLE LAUGHING) (ENGINE STARTS) Oh, I'm definitely going to win that showcase prize. Oh, so pretty. Oh, hey, Keith Partridge. Aw... So precious. (VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES) Tommy? What's... Tommy! Tommy Harris! Hey, Mrs. Matthews. What do you think you're doing! You work for that dreadful man, and your name will be ruined in this town! Do you hear me, boy? You'll be finished in Conway! NATALIE: You want scoop? I got some scoop. Spare me no detail. First, a little sip for me. Oh, I can't. I just...
No, okay. Okay. Tommy and Duncan are working together in the backyard. Will wonders never cease? (GIGGLING) What is the deal with the two of them, anyway? Once upon a time... (SIGHS) Come here. Duncan, he ran the hardware store downtown, and I gave him this old cash register. Belonged to my granddaddy. He fixed it up, had it running better than new in no time. And then what happened? Tommy stole it. (GASPS) No. By the time... By the time they caught him, he'd already hocked it. And you never got it back? No. Okay, I get it. No, the thing was, that I took Tommy's side. He got off with just a warning. I always thought there was something special about him, and I felt like, if he just had a break, he'd get out there and live his best life, you know? Mmm-hmm. And, it looks like he has. So. What are they talking about? (WHISPERS) You really wanna know? I do. (GASPS)
You have to drink some of this first for me. (GROANING) (METAL CLATTERING) No. No, over there! By the spokes. Put 'em down over there. TOMMY: These are parts for the seats. I know what they're for, just put them over there by the spokes. Okay. Mr. Mayor? Yes. I'm just about to leave. Leave? It's Saturday. So? I take the day off. But, we're in the middle of this. Can't it wait? I'm sorry. Obviously, if there's an emergency, you can call me on my cellphone. Okay? (CLEARS THROAT) (MUSIC PLAYING) (HUMMING) (CHUCKLES) (CELL PHONE CHIMING) (BEEP) Hey, Nat.
Happy Birthday. Thanks, Bri. I can't see you. Oh, I know, my phone has been acting really weird lately. Huh. Look, I'm so sorry, but I got jammed at work, like in a total good way, I'm just not going to be able to make it down there. We had a few meetings and some new ideas came up, and I just had to talk with some people about some stuff and... Brian? Hey. There you are. Let's just appreciate what we had, but not push it any further. Okay? I just think you and I are over. We're done? You have no obligation to me. Wow. That's it? (SCOFFS) TOMMY: I thought you had the day off. (CHUCKLES) I had to go home, take care of stuff. Oh, yeah? You call laundry taking care of stuff? It is what it is. I was about to go over to the river-walk, grab a bite to eat. You want to join me? Oh, no. I better get back.
Come on now, just for a little bit. Besides we could, uh... We can go check out the turtles. Turtles? Yeah, after we have dinner. You see, the thing about turtles is... Yeah, what the heck is the thing about turtles? They sleep at night like humans. No way. Yeah. They, uh, sleep at night, but during the day there's millions of them out here. I'll bring you out sometime. (LAUGHING) I don't believe you. You should believe me. I'll show you. (WHISPERS) Wow. Did you learn that from Mrs. Mayor? No. No, I learned that from Burt. My grandpa. That's who raised me, my grandparents. Burt and Goldie. (LAUGHS) Burt and Goldie. Nice. What about your parents? Ah, they weren't really the raising kids kind of people. They split when I was about this big. And when Burt passed away, I pretty much raised myself. You know, I'm rambling right now. (LAUGHS)
Hmm. Is that when you got into trouble? She told me. (SIGHS) Yeah. Yeah, I'm not proud of it. What about you? Hmm? You ever get in trouble? (CHUCKLES) No. I am not exciting. Oh, come on. I don't care about exciting. (SIGHS) Okay, I'm just gonna go ahead and tell you the most important thing about me that you need to know. (WHISPERING) It's my birthday. When? Um, today. Right now. Wait. Hold on. Hold on. Today, right... Like right now? Wow. You really should have opened with that. (LAUGHS) It's not a big deal. Yes, it is a big deal. Birthdays are big deals.
We gotta celebrate. (CLICKS TONGUE) There is one thing I wanna do. Whoo! (BOTH LAUGHING) My momma used to say, when work winds you up or bends you sideways, the best thing to do is play. Yeah, your work's gotta wind you up pretty good, huh? Uh... Recharge my batteries, I'm good to go. Yeah, but it's gotta be tough. I mean, what you deal with, the whole time. I don't think I could do it. When something grabs you, it's not like you have a choice. Even if it seems weird or other people don't get it exactly, you know? Doing what I do is an amazing privilege. Being there at that moment, to help, to care. I just... (SIGHS) I can't even explain it. I think you just did. Happy birthday. (BOTH SCREAM) DUNCAN: You ready? (CHAIN RATTLING) Hey, we're missing some, uh, seat parts, here, and some other stuff. You, uh, want me to call this guy, Henry? Don't need him. Just grab yourself a hose and hose down all the crud before we assemble. Sir, I think, we kind of need the parts. Grab yourself a hose and wash off all the crud. SUZY:
I heard you sneak in last night. Oh, no. I'm sorry. I hope I didn't wake you up. Oh, no. Don't be silly. I hope you were doing something fun. (SIGHS) No. Mostly just personal stuff. Oh, and I went on the river-walk with Tommy. Uh-huh! I like him. Uh-huh. (CHUCKLES) He's a nice guy. He's very knowledgeable about turtles. Well, heck. What more could you want? Yeah. Water pressure's low. Turn the hose on? Yeah, I turned the hose on. Let me see it. Watch yourself. You know, there's, uh, the water valve right out there by the street, in between the, uh... Oh, out by the street? You mean, the one I've turned on a thousand times. Yep, that one. (SIGHS) (CREAKS) How's that?
TOMMY: It's worse. Worse? (RATTLING) Let me see that. No pressure in here. I turned it on. (WATER GURGLING) That's not good. (WHISTLES) What's happening? Oh, my... No. No. Make it stop! Make it stop! (EXCLAIMS) You terrible man! You've ruined everything! (TAP SQUEAKING) GAYLE: Duncan Mayor! You have truly done it this time. It wasn't his fault, Mrs. Matthews. This whole thing was my idea. This was your doing? Yes, ma'am. 100%. GAYLE: Tommy Harris, you treacherous ingrate. Not only did you willfully betray my confidence, but you have destroyed any chance I have at winning the Christmas Showcase.
I'm sorry, ma'am. Just, please, give me two hours, and I will have this looking good as new. Oh, will you fix it, Tom? Yes, ma'am. That what you're going to do? You gonna fix it? I'm gonna fix your sprinklers. I'm gonna to re-do the front lawn. I'll even put on that fake snow that you love so much. Oh! TOMMY: Okay? Just give me two hours. All right? (EXHALES SHARPLY) (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) Christmas Showcase. (ENGINE STARTS) Wasn't his fault. Oh, I know whose fault it was. Not only did you ruin my lawn, but you defaced our beautiful neighborhood with your amusement park junk-yard, and you have turned my beautiful and blessed life into a living nightmare. Ooh! DUNCAN: You are a living nightmare! GAYLE: I'm going to put an end to this, I promise I will! Ugh. Don't pay them any mind. That's just decades. DUNCAN:
Away from my tree. I just think of it as background noise. Don't touch my tree! Don't touch my tree! (SHUDDERS) (KEYS JANGLING) Volpe. Volpe! Running on empty. Sorry, sir. Yeah. (HONKING) Stupid, stupid man. Oh, no. (CONTINUES HONKING) All right. All right. (PANTING) (KEYS JANGLING) All the time in the world for politics, but not 10 minutes for your only living sister. I only ever had the one sister, Gayle, but it's always a pleasure to see you. Duncan Mayor continues to deflower our beloved Garden District with an outrageous pile of rubbish that not only defies explanation, but the rules and regulations of our most treasured and historic community landmark. Run that by me again in English? Am I the only one that sees that this guy's building an amusement park in his backyard? People grieve in their own way. Why not leave him in peace, let him work through it? Okay? Bye-bye. (SIGHS) While you've been larking around the countryside, that man has turned my lawn into a swamp and ruined my original Christmas display. And I'm really sorry to hear that, but I'm sure it was an accident, and I don't see what I can do about it. You don't see what you can do, huh?
No. While that despicable man is violating laws and ordinances and goodness knows what all, you don't know what to do? Well, if you can't do your job, Sheriff, then you can easily be replaced. Does this really have anything to do with whatever it is Duncan's up to or is it more to do with a past that you just won't let go of? (CHUCKLES WRYLY) Ask me? Hmm... It's got more to do with you being re-elected. How's that? (VOLPE PANTING) I don't need a deputy. Howdy, Duncan. Is that Tommy Harris? It certainly is. Gayle, please, get back to your own yard. (LOW) Go! Something I can help you with, Sheriff? Let her go. CHARLIE: I got complaints from some of the neighbors. Some? Yeah, well, you don't happen to know, uh, if this thing is something a fella might need a permit for? (CLATTERING) DUNCAN: I don't. Gayle! How's Suzy, if you don't mind my asking? Best could be expected under the circumstances. How about you? How you holding up? Same as her.
Only, I'm not the one dying. Duncan, we've known each other for a long time. What's really going on here? I'm building a Ferris wheel. The longer I spend talking to you, the longer it's gonna take me to finish. Mind if I ask why you're building a Ferris wheel? It's for Suzy. Suzy? Yep. I don't understand. Remember that old Ferris wheel at Family Kingdom? Sure. That's where we got engaged. Duncan, we both know you need a permit for anything like this. (SIGHS) Now, it happens, that I've got so much work on my desk right now, it'll probably take me a week or more to get around to dealing with any kind of permit issue. We clear? Crystal clear. Appreciate it. Oh, uh, in the meantime, try not to flood any more yards. Well, I'll try my best. (BRAKES SCREECHING) (SIGHS) Granddaddy? He's over by the tree. Pretty Girl, you should get him a drink. Who's by the tree? Oh. Granddaddy. Your Granddaddy.
(EXHALES SHARPLY) Quite a ways to go yet. Well, good night. Can I heat this up for you? I don't mind it cold. (CLEARS THROAT) How's Suzy? She, uh, had a pretty bad day. (SOFTLY) That's what we're looking at, okay? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Get some rest. (SIGHS) (WHISPERING) She's in a dip, but she's still strong. She wants to live. Of course she wants to live. Hey... You need to prepare, Duncan. (BREATHING SHAKILY) How am I going to do that? Hey... (GROANS SOFTLY) I'm here. I know. (SLOW HAMMERING) (SIGHS) (BREATHING HEAVILY) You need some help? Leave it be. Whoa. Hey.
(CLATTERS) Watch out, you could've taken my head off. Did you hear what I said? Leave it be! I'm just trying to help you, Mr. Mayor. Yeah. Don't know why I agreed to that. 'Cause you need me. You wouldn't be half done with this thing if I wasn't for me, and you know that. Yeah, well, whatever you do, or ever will do, ain't gonna change the fact that you're a thief! Uh, you know what? Mr. Mayor, if I could go back and I could change that, I would! All right? And I have to live with that now, every single day. And if I can get your cash register back, you know I would, but I can't. All right, and I'm sorry about that! But it's in the past. Yeah, well, "sorry" ain't gonna cut it. You should've gone to jail. You know the reason I didn't go to jail? It's 'cause when everybody in this town turned their back on me, your incredible wife, right up there, she didn't. She stood up for me. She forgave me. She told me to believe in myself. Do you have any idea what that feels like when you're a young kid, and you're all alone, and you're just trying to figure stuff out? No, you don't! You can't even imagine what that's like. Sir, I'm sorry she's sick. Really, I wish that she wasn't.
You know? But it's not my fault. And it's not yours either. Let me have that. Push it from the outside. Watch your face. (CHUCKLES) (THUNDER RUMBLING) (WHISPERS) I need to know something. I need to know that when I'm gone, you're gonna be okay. Say it. Say it. Say yes. Yes. (SNIFFLES) I'm not a very good liar, am I? No. (UTENSILS CLATTERING) Mr. Mayor, I know we haven't personally talked all that much, but I have to tell you what you're doing out there is really something. Might have been. No, it's just a little rain. A little rain? Lot more than a little. It'll pass. I don't know how you do it. Do what? What you do. Takes guts.
Not more than you. (THUNDER RUMBLING) (SIGHS) (HAMMERING) CHARLIE: Duncan! (OFFICERS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY) I'm sorry. What's this? This is an official notice informing you that you are in violation of the town ordinances and zoning laws. CHARLIE: She went over my head. I have to order you in the presence of witnesses to cease working on this and take it down. Tommy, you come on down now. Stay where you are. Get off my property. As an official witness... I just told you, get off my property! Think this is a game? I have every right... Gayle! Go on, get. Charlie, I've never asked anybody in this town for anything. (CLICKS TONGUE) I'm going to ask you now. Forgive me, Duncan, I'm stuck. I mean, it's public record now and... I'm legally bound to do what I gotta do.
Tommy, I'm asking nice. Please, come down. Stay where you are! Son, you gotta get down. I've never asked you for anything, Charlie. No. Tommy! Charlie, I'm gonna build this thing. I... Duncan, I... Tommy, come on, now! Charlie. You gotta get down. Sorry, Sheriff, I can't. CHARLIE: Why not? Not finished yet. Charlie. You get on down here, now! Charlie. And that's the truth. We burned him with the cholera victims. I don't know that. Well, I'm telling you. Don't. I can't tell the truth if I don't know it. [Knock at door] Mr. Durant. [Sighs] - Why don't you stay?
- All right. Special Agent Malone. Nice, uh, suite you got here. Why did Senator Metcalf stay behind when General Grant, Oaks Ames, and the board left? - He didn't stay here. - Desk clerk said he did. Well, perhaps for a day or two. Did he say where he was going? Oh, he would have no reason to tell me his travel plans. His wife says you are childhood friends. Perhaps yes. But we had... [Laughs] we had very different childhoods. [Tense music] ♪ [Clears throat] Whiskey tumbler. It fell against the wall. When was the last time you saw the senator? With, uh, some of the hotel guests. I'm sure he can't remember. Can't say I do remember. Good day, gentlemen. [Door closes] And that's how it's done. Where are you going? I'm getting the hell out of here. Let's not appear to be fearful. I'll only be gone a few days. He gonna be any trouble?
Well, he won't bathe. And while you were in Cheyenne, he pulled that knife when I asked him to sweep the church. Boy, don't you know better than to pull a knife on a church lady? You're not going to hurt him, are you? He ain't mine to whup. Get your gear, boy. You're coming with me. He might've fallen off a Mormon wagon. Maybe somebody at the fort will want him. Will he be safe traveling that far? Safe as me, I reckon. You get frisky with that knife again, I'm gonna leave you to the Indians. He doesn't think you really will. He don't know me so well. Come on. I have reconsidered your request to negotiate with the Mormons on your behalf. Somebody smoked your tree. You out on a limb? Colorful, Mr. Bohannon, but no. I assure you I am acting without duress. Might be trouble up ahead where it is I'm going. Don't need it following me too. Now, there's one you wanna keep your knife handy for. You got me? All right. Let's ride. Come on. Right there. See the way the hawk dropped something on the rise?
Probably snatched up his lunch afore he realized it was a rattlesnake. Why you keep looking back, doc? We're in Mormon country now. Thought you said you was friendly with Mormons. I've had my dealings with them, yes. That don't comfort me none. Who is that boy? Just a mute boy. Probably fell off one of the Mormon wagon trains. Happens sometimes. So you've adopted him as your pet, hmm? Thought I'd trade in my walking bosses for him. Oh, and what are you planning to offer the Mormons in exchange for your men? Open passage west on the U.P. for their settlers. Free rail tickets. Hmm, you are desperate. Why the hell else would I bring you? [Chuckles] You the sheriff here? Chief of railroad police. What? Oh, nothing. Just didn't figure on the chief of police to be so-- Black. Drunk. Ain't a crime out here. Detective Malone. Boston Police. Got a minute? Just a few questions.
[Breathing shakily] - We got trouble, Mickey. - Not me. Copper's asking questions about Metcalf, - and Durant made me look-- - What? He made me look guilty. - I warned you about Durant. - I know. And you were right. This copper is from Boston, Sean. Mickey, what are we gonna do? You're gonna get as far away from me as you can 'cause all you ever do is bring trouble. So go, be gone. I don't know you. Why don't you do us all a favor, Sean? Disappear. Just poof, thin air. Don't even leave a stink. All right. Fade into these cottonwoods. You hear any gunfire, you hightail it back to the railroad, you hear me? [In Mandarin accent] Gentlemen! Collis Huntington. If you're here after your deserted workers, you're too late. They and the Mormons are already in my employ. Thems is my men. May I suggest we camp in yonder meadow out of rifle shot of that gloomy place? Mr. Scoggins. [Speaking Mandarin]
[Speaking Mandarin] We'll camp for dinner. [Rings bell] I ain't got time to be lollygagging around here. This is a fortuitous turn for both of us. Who would you rather deal with, Huntington or the Mormons? Just behave yourself at dinner, and let me do the talking. Mr. Bohannon, my spies tell me that your railroad is faltering. We had some setbacks-- weather and Indians and rustlers. Cholera hit us hard. Some of my men went over there just for food and water. This is Mormon territory, gentlemen. They are fastidious about interlopers, especially negroes and the oriental. My deal with Brigham Young forbids Chinese labor. I'm gonna need men to build through here. It's a long walk back for your Chinamen. Their country has been decimated. Human meat hangs in the markets at Nanjing. My workers will settle in California. By the turn of the century, I predict Mandarin will be the state's second language. Thank you, Mr. Scoggins. I, um-- I hired some Mormons for some of my early surveys, summer of '61. Yeah, and it cost me $1/4 million last week to regain Brigham Young's confidence in railroad men. [Laughs] I had to pay that and some to get reliable maps of this region to replace the worthless charts they'd supplied me. Horseshit. You chose to cheat 'em. Regardless, you're through in the west, Thomas. You know, I replace him when he fails to make his deadline. Is that so? I'll tell you what.
I'll make it simple for you. You give me the men you made arrangements for today, and I'll give you Bohannon. I ain't yours to give. I know that's what you want. It's certainly what I want. And do either of us really give a damn what he wants? Is that how you negotiate? I knew this was a waste of time. Thank you for the supper. Mr. Bohannon, you're not gonna get your men back, but I can offer you something better. This is what I can save you. Eva, I can't hire you. I can sleep under the whiskey wagon. That's no problem, okay? I can eat scrappings. I'm worth something, Mickey. Look at what I'm worth. Eva, I know you're worth something. But I can't afford trouble with your Mr. Ferguson. This ain't got nothing to do with him. It's got everything to do with him. He's out there right now. He's angry, he's drunk. And I'm speaking with the woman who made him that way, who broke his heart. I'm sorry. Eva, I can't. [Sighs] Take this money. Hop the next train. You're already packed.
Please. For both our sakes, don't look back. [Soft music] ♪ Mr. Ferguson. [Clears throat] Buy you a drink. The train that's coming ain't leaving till tomorrow. [Sighs] Thank you. Right. You look like a man with a problem that leaving town's gonna fix. You're waiting on tomorrow's train? Nowheres to go. Nothing when I get there. You? [Sighs] [Train whistle blows] [Sighs] Nowhere and nothing at all. [Bell clangs] [Train conductor shouts in distance] Hello. I need you to send a wire to the Boston police department. Suspect by the name of Sean McGinnes. S-E-A-N M-C-G-I-N-N-E-S. And have 'em get back to me as soon as possible. Yes, sir. Thank you.
Eva. I was worried about you and the baby when I got word of the cholera. Oh, God. Eva, I'm so sorry. [Sighs] All right. Come on. Come on. [Dogs barking] It's for the boy. - Chinese candy. - He's already asleep. Thought you only spoke Chinaman. I am Chinese, born and raised in Peking. Hmm. You hung a Mormon boy, I heard. Pretty sure his father killed my chief of police and blamed his son. That's not how they're telling it. Bet not. Thank you, Mr. Scoggins. Brandy. These Mormons fought our government across Missouri and Illinois into Utah. Massacres have been attributed to their militias. Brigham Young has vowed to avenge the blood of his prophets on anyone who crosses them. That would include you if they were to catch you over there, son. I need them men. I'm curious what you're gonna offer 'em. Smoking my pipe to figure that out. [Clears throat] What is it you want out of all this? I ain't put too much thought into it.
Let me tell you. A big house on the beach, a beautiful wife, a little boy playing with a bucket in the sand. You tell me I'm wrong. [Sighs] I guess maybe Durant's right. Some men are architects, and others, just builders. I don't mind it like that. The offer still stands to build east with me. Appreciate it. I'm heading west with the U.P. Good night then. I'll see your Pacific one day, Mr. Huntington. Yes, you will, Mr. Bohannon, one way or the other. Did you really hang a boy? I knew you could talk all along. Did you? No. What's your name? - Ezra. - Ezra. Ezra. [Sighs] What happened to you? Yeah. I understand. Let's get some rest. Tomorrow, you're gonna help me outsmart two of the smartest men in the world. [Grunts] They don't know what they don't know about men like you and me. And that's a lot.
Mm. Yeah, I hear ya. [Sighs] [Sighs] [Sighs] [Sighs] - Psalms, wake up. - [Groans] Oh, brother, turn your head. Something died in your mouth. Get up. Now get up. - Get your pants on. - What's the matter? - We gotta go. - Something burning? We gotta go to New York, get on the first train out. Get away from here. We going to New York. Get your pants on. We ain't going to no damn New York. - We got to. - What? My baby girl there. We gotta find her. You ain't getting that baby back. - We can find her. - What? We can't find her. - I need you.
- Look, your baby gone. You hear me? You listen. She gone. And you ain't getting her back. Hmm? Now you think on-- you think on this now. Done been through too much. Done come too far. And deep down, she wasn't yours. You know it. Hmm? Find you a bunk. You sleep this off. Wake up the man I know you to be. I miss my baby girl. I miss my baby girl. Brother, she gone. [Man coughing] [Indistinct chatter] [Man coughs] [Man snoring] - How you doing, Dutch? - Awful, Mr. Bohannon. They been working us near to death, feeding us hardtack and water, praying and churching, we ain't good enough to go inside out of the weather. Glad you run off from my railroad now? Well, reckon it's better than cholera. But hell, they promised us women. Ain't none. No whiskey, not even no coffee.
What kind of folks is that? I can't be seen talking to you, but I need you back, all right? Rumor is they'll shoot us if we try to run away. I ain't seen it yet, but just look yonder. Yeah. Yeah. It's about to get a whole lot worse. All kinds of shit's about to get heaped on you, son. You there! What's your business? [Guns cock] Oh, I found this mute boy out on the prairie. Trying to get rid of him. He one of yours? - Has he papers? - No. Mostly he's got fleas and rickets. What's your name, stranger? This ain't about me. It's about the boy. Yeah, well, there's something about you I don't like. Hell, there's something about me a lot of people don't like. Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Wait, hold, hold. Damn it, boy. Didn't I tell you not to pull that knife on church folk? Sorry about that.
Just be on our way. Good day to you. Come on, Dutch. Be brave. They can't shoot all of you at once. If they don't shoot me in the back, they're waiting for you in the tree line. [Door opens] [Sighs] I can't live like this anymore. Malone sent a telegram to Boston about me. I've been running my whole life, Mickey. I don't wanna do it anymore. What are you saying, Sean? I'm gonna do what's right. I'm gonna confess myself to Ruth in the church and then turn myself in to police for all I've done. You turn yourself in for what you done, and you're turning me in for what we done. I don't care. You've denied me too. You're as dead to me as I am to you. You'll hang, Sean. I don't care anymore. At least this way, I'll be free. Sean. Hello, Ruth. I've come to give confession. You're a baptized congregationalist now. You should pray to God, not me. Do you believe a person can change, Ruth? Make amends for the things they've done? I don't think
I've ever told you about my mother. I, uh-- I remember the day she put us aboard the boat in Cork, my brother and me, how she made me promise to take care of him. Why are you telling me this? Why now? I need-- I need you to hear this, Ruth. I can't help you, Sean. You're the only one who can. No. Ruth, listen to me. - No, please, Sean. - This is important. Ruth, right-- right before we came out west... - Please get out. - It was--it was me... - Please, Sean. Please, I-- - And these--these two girls. And my brother Mickey, who everyone loves. - Please stop. - Let me tell you - who he really is. - Sean, please stop! [Gunshot] [Screams] [Gasps] [Screams] Sean! Sean! Sean. What have you done? I just saved your life.