02x04 - Flight Risk

[bunniefuu]

Excuse me.

Yeah. Sir, we're actually
going to be landing soon.

I'm sure we have time
for one more glass of wine, no?

If we did, I wouldn't ask you
to take your seat.

Fair enough.

Ladies and gentlemen,
just a brief announcement.

Uh, the good news is,
your flight to Los Angeles

will only be slightly delayed.

The bad news is, this is a robbery.

Now, please hand
your valuables over to me.

Necklaces, jewelry,

watches.

That's a knockoff, isn't it?

You think I'm an idiot?

Sir, would you be so kind
as to hand me your briefcase?

I don't think so.

My g*n doesn't care what you think.

Briefcase.

Now!

You've got to be kidding.

I mean, who robs a plane?

You realize the police

are going to be waiting when we land.

What?

I knew I forgot to think of something.

No, I didn't.

This would be a perfect time

for all of you to fasten your seatbelts.

Nora,

it's been fun.

Buckle up.

Everybody, buckle

your seatbelts. Thank you
all for your cooperation.

This ends the entertainment
portion of your flight.

Thank you.

All right,
time to start travelin' light.

One frying pan.

Barely used.

A "Remember the Alamo" ashtray.

That there is a limited edition.

You doing a little spring cleaning?

Eh, just trying to clear the clutter.

You know, get down to
the bare essentials.

Whoa.

How much for this beauty?

Well, that depends.

You a David Lee Roth or a...

Sammy Hagar guy?

I won't dignify that with a response.

Oh.

This is a hell of a r*fle, son.

Almost forgot that was in there.

You sure you want to get rid of it?

I can't afford to give you
what it's worth.

Even trade?

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

All right.

This was your granddad's.

Then it was mine.

Now it's yours.

Doesn't feel right,

being out here when Mom's sick.

Being out here's the best thing
you can do for her right now.

She gonna be okay?

Your mom's a fighter,

just like you.

That's not an answer.

He's yours. Now, get in position.

Be still.

Don't forget to lead him.

Aim where he's going.

Exhale.

It's okay.

I missed on purpose the first time, too.

You only get one chance to have

your first meal of the day.

And you're not even listening.

That's funny.

Thank you.

I mean, yeah, I have a weird little

sense of humor... No.

It was a funny text.

Oh.

From who?

No one you know.

How do you know? I know a lot of people.

Why does it matter?

What do you mean? I'm your dad.

I should be in the loop.

I should know who you're hanging with,

- who you're texting.
- That's creepy.

Oh, come on. No, it's called
being a part of a family.

Do you know I used to know

every one of your friends?

Yeah, when I was, like, five.

I got to go.

Wait. Riana, I made breakfast.

Uh, it's not breakfast.

It's an ambush.

You do it every time Mom goes away.

What do I do?

My ride's here.

Riana, okay.

We're still on for dinner
tonight, right?

I figure we can get
into a nice hibachi situation.

Yeah, I can't. I'm going out.

With-with who?

No one you know.

So, your 16-year-old

daughter would rather hang out
with her friends than her dad?

Yeah, Rog, you are raising a monster.

I'm her dad and her friend.

I'm a twofer.

Yeah, maybe you should have that
printed out on some shirts.

Maybe that'll push her along.

Hey, but look at this.

This ought to cheer you up, right?

Riggs, it's a crime scene.

It's an awesome crime scene,

where a man robbed
the rich at 20,000 feet

and then jumped out of the airplane.

Come on, this is why I got
into this business,

lunatics like that.

I imagine the guy who he k*lled

would feel differently.

It's the last thing you'd
expect to see at 20,000 feet.

I mean, he opened the hatch,
and then they were gone.

How did he get a g*n on board?

Perks of being rich.

Private planes, no security.

They walk on
with whatever they're carrying.

$50,000 watches and
$2.1 million in stolen jewelry?

That's our clientele.

And every one of them a crappy tipper.

And the great plane robber?

Seen him on any other flights?

Never.

Okay, well, thank you for your time.

Unbelievable.

I know, right?

Like, who needs all this stuff?

Swiss watches,
diamond-encrusted belt buckles?

You know, look, I hate to say it,

but some people just
got it coming, you know?

Oh, so you're saying people
who have too much stuff

deserve to be chucked out of a plane?

I'm saying people should simplify.

I did. I have one pair of
boots, one pair of jeans,

a few shirts, and one jacket.

All right? I pack light.

I'm not falling out of any planes.

You pack light?

Riggs, you got more baggage
than anyone I know.

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I'm going to ask you again...

why are you getting rid
of all your stuff?

No, not all of it.

Just the things I don't need.

I'm simplifying.

You're clearing your life
of the things you don't need.

Are you gonna keep saying that
until it means something?

Well, other than kitchenware,

what else are you getting rid of?

Um, some tools I don't ever use,

a sweater I don't wear, an old r*fle...

That doesn't sh**t?

That I haven't sh*t
since I was a little boy.

Uh, it was my dad's. What else?

That's interesting.

What, that I held on
to something my father gave me?

Or that you'd get rid of it.

You never talk about him.

Or your mother.

Your entire childhood...

Oh, come on, Doc.

You know,

just... catchin' crawdads
down at the creek,

running home to Mama after she's
made her homemade blueberry pie.

Sounds idyllic.

Doesn't it, though?

Riggs.

Mm-hmm?

If you really want to get rid of stuff,

childhood's a good place to start.

Deputy Chief Santos.

How was the leadership conference?

It was amazing.

Thank you for nominating me.

Nominating?

Avery, you do understand

that the leadership conference
is a disciplinary action.

I did not understand that.

I-I thought I was

on a promotional track. When-when you...

when you say "disciplinary"...

It's a step before suspension.

A captain needs to garner the
respect of their detectives.

If you can't,
I'll install someone who can.

I don't know what happened
in my absence,

but I can assure you
there is no one in this building

who garners more respect...

Avery!

- What's up, man?
- How was captain camp?

- Yeah.
- What, they run you up the flagpole

- by your skivvies?
- What's wrong, big boy?

They cut your hair
with a toenail clipper?

That is enough out of both of
you! Sit down and zip it shut!

Now, if you'll excuse us,

I have some leadership to impart.

Gentlemen.

Mm-hmm.

Captain Avery,

I love it when you said, "Sit down

- and shut it!"
- "And shut it!"

Hey, what's-what's the latest
on the robbery?

Uh, the latest is it's awesome,

because a man
not only robbed an airplane

but then he jumped out of it.

We lifted a print.
His name is Dan Cooper.

He's got a record.

Bailey found us a lead
at a motel in Burbank.

Why is he looking like that?

Why are you looking at us like that?

The deputy chief is going
to fire me if I don't show

a semblance of control over you two.

So...

you guys are gonna help me out, right?

Just... dial it back a notch?

- I just don't think we can.
- I don't think so.

I don't feel comfortable.

Hey, Riana, it's Dad,
calling about dinner tonight.

Hibachi, hibachi.

Call me back.

Love you.

They said he's upstairs. 201.

He registered under "Charles Ponzi."

- How cute is that?
- Why is that cute?

Charles Ponzi? The Ponzi scheme.

He's having fun...

You really love this guy, huh?

You know what, I don't love him,

but you could have
a little more fun sometimes.

No ice bucket.

We missed him.

Hey.

I think it's an inside job.

I can't believe you
would do this to me, Dad.

The airline's gonna find out
and fire me.

What is wrong with you?

Dad?

That is no way to talk
to your father, young lady.

You know what? I blame myself.

You know, we never asked her
point-blank,

"Is the suspect your father?"

- That's so true.
- Right.

- I mean, we always forget that one.
- Mm-hmm.

But she could've said so.

Well, she could have.

I was afraid if I did, you'd think

I had something to do with it.

Mm. What are we thinking now?

But I had nothing to do with it.

Until today, I hadn't seen
my father in years.

I spent my life trying
to distance myself from him.

When exactly does that start?

What?

The, uh, creating daylight

between yourself and your father.
And follow-up question:

Is there anything he
could have done to avoid that?

Uh, let's see,

he could have not been a criminal.

Could have taken us on
a vacation that didn't involve

casing jewelry stores
and lying to the FBI.

So, when you saw your father,

why didn't you just have him
kicked off the plane?

Because he did what
HE DOES BEST: he lied.

Convinced me he was there
to make up for lost time,

that despite everything,
he was still my father

and we were family.

So your father

has stolen goods...
he's gonna need a fence.

Do you know any of his old associates?

Maybe a couple of guys he used to see

when I was a kid,
but that was years ago.

I can't believe I fell for his crap.

Someone d*ed because of me...

you should just throw me in jail.

Or...

you could help us catch your father

and put his ass in jail.

Come on, man.

It's her dad.

- You don't expect her...
- I'm in.

She's in.

So, your dad brought
you here when you were a kid?

Well, so your childhood
wasn't all that bad.

Oh, yeah, it was great.

I got to exchange
his stolen crap for cash,

while he hid in the Dumpster
looking out for cops.

Yeah, I won!

- Thank you.
- Hey, I want a refund.

Or-or that giant panda.

This g*n is faulty.

g*n's fine... it's your eyesight, cop.

Oh, let me guess,

this is the guy we're looking for?

Mm-hmm.
- Nora Cooper.

What are you doing slumming it
with the LAPD?

Looking for my dad.

I'm starting to feel a
little hostility from...

I got an idea.

Let's go downtown and clean him up.

Come on, lighten up, guys.

I haven't seen Cooper
in maybe eight years.

We had dinner at the beach.
It was lovely.

That is amazing,
considering eight years ago

he was in San Quentin.

A place you're about
to become very familiar with,

considering your friend
is wanted for m*rder

and you're starting
to look like an accessory.

Fine. I saw him this morning.

That wasn't so difficult, was it?

He opened his mouth, and it came
right out. So, where is he now?

I don't know.

All right.

Honestly, okay?

He came in, he was in a big hurry.

He was trying to sell his stuff
for 50 cents on the dollar,

which I could not do.

Listen, Nora,

I know you have your issues
with your father...

Like he's a criminal
who put me in the middle

of a m*rder investigation?

Okay, all I'm saying is,
if you find him,

go easy on him... he just
wants to make it right

- before it's too late.
- Dugan,

it was too late when
I was ten years old.

It's different, Nor.

He's dying.

Hey, uh, sorry, I know
that wasn't easy to hear.

Or maybe it was.

Do you know how many times
I've heard he's dying?

By my count,
the man's had his appendix out

four times, two brain
tumors, malaria, lupus...

oh, and West Nile disease.

He's not dying; he's fleeing to Mexico.

Well, well, great.
Then we'll go to Mexico.

Yeah, but wait.

First he's going somewhere else.

How many?

How many what?

How many quarters did it take?

That's irrelevant.

Riana's gonna love it.

You bought your daughter a giant panda?

- Yeah.
- Sweet.

She's 16.

- Also a little weird.
- Mm-hmm.

What makes you so sure
he's gonna be here?

Dugan said he's looking
to drop off merchandise

for quick cash.

This is the place.

My dad used to drag me here
every couple of months.

How do you know he just didn't
want to have dinner with you?

'Cause I sat in the car until he
walked out with a bag of cash.

We never ate.

You hungry now?

Because that gentleman
sitting right there

hasn't touched his soup since we landed.

- You noticed that, too, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

What's he waiting for?

My guess, he's...

Cooper.

- Dad!
- Stay in the car!

Get down!

Dad!

Come on! Come on, come on!

Move, move, move!

Nora?

I can't believe it.

Someone wants you dead more than me.

What are you doing here?

Rog. You okay?

Aw, we got to make a stop.

Hospital?

Arcade.

Somebody's gonna pay for this panda.

- When can I see my daughter?
- Mm...

what do you say, Rog? Never?

Well, I don't think
she wants to talk to you.

But the good news is:

we do!

Who sh*t up Chinatown?

You got me.

Whoever did it hates your car.

He's funny.

You stole from the wrong person.

Who was it, and what did you steal?

Oh, man, the list is long.

Um...

It was Emily Draper.

I stole a ruler from
her in fourth grade.

Of course, there was
Peter Markey... I took

his skateboard in the sixth
grade... of course, I said

- that Seth Murphy did it...
- He's adorable, isn't he?

This is good!

Oh. You know,
everyone loves a charming thief.

Ah, well... A charming m*rder*r...

- not so much.
- It's not so much

when it comes to m*rder, is it?

I'm not... a m*rder*r.

You know, Eli Woodcock would...
he would disagree with that.

The guy that jumped me?

No. That was self-defense, man.

He pulled a g*n. My g*n wasn't loaded.

Ask anybody...
I don't carry a loaded w*apon.

So the theory is:

he sh*t himself
and then jumped out the plane.

Ooh, or maybe...

maybe he jumped out of the plane
and then sh*t himself.

I'll tell you what.

I'm done talking.

That's not a wise decision.

Look, we've got lunatics
running around the city...

wearing body armor,

sh**ting up the place with MAC-10s.

So what are you not telling us?

I'd love to help you boys,
but until I see my daughter,

this mouth is staying shut.

So, he's telling the truth.

Cooper's g*n was a nine-millimeter,

and Scorsese pulled a .358 slug

from Woodcock's skull.

So why are we just hearing
about this now?

Well, the body was in 138 pieces...

maybe it took a bit of time
to collect it all.

All right, thanks, buddy.

All right, fantastic.

So we'll nominate Scorsese
for a coroner award.

The Morguey.

The Corpsey.

The Stiffy.

Mm. Think there's already
an award for them.

Yeah.

All right, so what are we gonna do?

We're gonna dangle Cooper
from a plane until he talks?

Or convince Nora to speak to him.

I mean, if he's really sick...

Rog, he's not sick,
and she's not gonna talk to him.

Dad?

Never underestimate the bond

between a father and daughter.

See? She visits me at work.

I don't think it's
a voluntary visit, Rog.

What the hell?

Is this a joke?

'Cause I'm not laughing.

I'm gonna let you work on that
unbreakable bond thing. Hey.

- Hey, Riggs.
- Don't you wave at him.

What did you do?
That's your first question?

Yes. Because usually people that
walk in here with handcuffs on

did something.

Bailey, what'd she do?

A few kids at the zoo got arrested,

and a uni from booking
recognized Riana's last name

and sent her up here.

Arres... Arrested for what?

For protesting the inhumane
treatment of animals.

The mistreatment of animals? It's a zoo!

Whose stupid idea was this?

I don't have to tell you.

I'm not gonna name names
for some... list.

Riana, I'm your father, and you...

I know my rights.

Okay, that's how this is gonna happen?

Mm-hmm.

Fine. Bailey, read her her rights.

And loosen up the cuffs...

you got that damn thing
a little too tight.

Did you notice anything

out of the ordinary?

Something that someone might not report?

It was chaotic. Ask him.

We did. He won't talk to us
unless you talk to him.

What? No. Not interested.

Can't you just whack him
a couple of times

with a phone book?

No.

They don't make phone books anymore,

so, makes it difficult.

Is your family as messed up as mine?

Um...

Listen, if I can find out
what it was that he took,

than I'll have a better understanding

of who it is that's trying to k*ll him.

Or you could just let them do it.

It took me a long time to get to a place

where my father can't hurt me
or disappoint me

or ruin my life, and I'm finally there.

He's not my father anymore.

I'm over him.

If you can't be
in the same room with him,

you might not be over him.

Okay, whose idea was this protest?

Write legibly, please.

Okay, fine.

We'll go with an easier question.

Who do you sit with at lunch?

What does that have to do with anything?

Context, background. Cop stuff.

Who's in your phone favorites?

At dinner, who are you texting?

At night before you go to bed,

I hear you on the phone,
laughing with somebody.

Who is that someone, and what

are you guys laughing about?

This is your dream come true, isn't it?

Put me in an interrogation room

so you can find out every
little detail about my life.

How else am I supposed to, Riana?

You don't tell me any of it.

And your friends... they don't
come by the house anymore.

- They used to come by. Why is that?
- You don't want to know.

I do want to know.

- I'm asking, aren't I?
- You hover!

Okay, I don't have friends over anymore

because when I do, you hover.

I do not hover.

Always. You always hover.

You ask all these questions
and tell these corny jokes.

My jokes are hilarious.

Your friends used to always laugh.

Only because they felt sorry for you,

or they wanted you to leave.

Yeah. You know what, young lady?

We are done here.

Oh, and you're always
fishing for compliments.

You pretend you're asking
for fashion advice...

...but really,

you're waiting for someone to say,

"No, Mr. Murtaugh, that shirt

looks cool on you."

Can someone open this door?

But really it never looks cool.

Bailey! Anyone!

I am not done.

I'm glad you're here, honey.

Stop. This isn't a reconciliation.

It's about proving I had
nothing to do with this.

And against my wishes, it's to
help find who wants to k*ll you.

Eli Woodcock sitting in 1A.

What did you take from him
before you sh*t him?

Man, why are you making me the bad guy?

I don't ever load my g*n.
Everybody knows that.

Honey, tell him. Come on.
That's my move.

Yeah, that's his move.

Along with being a
crappy, unreliable father.

But consistent.

He didn't have anything.

He had a mediocre watch and
less than 100 bucks in cash.

What am I gonna take from him?

So why'd he come after you?

Really?

- A flight attendant for the rich?
- Who the hell are you...?

That's what you want
to do with your life?

What I wanted was to get away from you,

see the world, go to Fiji.

- Have you been there yet?
- Oh.

Hey. Hey, guys,
can we just stay focused?

Mr. Cooper?

- Yeah.
- 1A.

You took something from everyone else.

What did you take from him?

Briefcase.

I took...

I took... I took his briefcase.

Beautiful. Where's the briefcase?

It's in the... Yeah.

- Mr. Cooper?
- What?

Where's the briefcase?

- In a pond.
- What pond?

The one by where I landed.

Dad?!

Dad?

Knock it off. This isn't funny!

Can we get an EMT in here?!

Dad?

It's an invasive myocarditis.

Now that's a... it's a viral
infection of the heart tissue.

His heart functions are shutting down.

Can you operate, or treat it
with statins, beta-blockers?

No. Uh, the damage is irreversible.

How long does he have?

Six months?

Could be longer with a little luck.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Doc.

Why don't you go to him?

Could be the thing
his heart needs right now.

Hey.

Hey.

How you doing?

The good news is, I have an
inordinately healthy appendix.

What's up, Cap?

Other Cap. You guys call me?

Can you, uh, take a seat, Detective?

Can you tell us
where you were last night?

Usually, I cannot,
but, uh, last night, yeah.

I was at the trailer cleaning up.

Place is really spacious

once I get all the clutter out.

So, anyway, I'm thinking about
doing, like, an Airbnb deal...

Did you rob a liquor store in Echo Park?

Last night?

No.

What's going on?

A Winchester '94,

registered in your name,
was found at the scene.

Uh, listen.

Yesterday...

...along with many other items,

I took the said Winchester
down to a pawn shop,

and I traded it...

for this nifty little item here.

You sold it at a pawn shop?

A r*fle you never disclosed
was in your possession?

- No, no, no, I traded it.
- Riggs,

have you even read the LAPD policy

regarding personal firearms?

I loved it. It's a little slow
in the middle,

but it really picked up towards

the end, you know?

See, this is what I'm talking about.

Where are we on the case, Riggs?

Ah, so, turns out

the Chinatown sh**t were
after the briefcase.

The one that Cooper ditched
after he jumped.

Why? What's in the briefcase?

Well, I called Woodcock's employer.

Apparently, he was returning
from a mine in Venezuela.

He had two million dollars
in uncut diamonds in the case.

But

not to worry.

LAPD's finest is on the case.

I put my flippers on too early.

I... I can't understand you, Bowman.

I put my flippers on too early.

You need to walk me to the water.

Thanks.

I can't believe I'm actually
diving for buried treasure.

Bailey? Bailey?!

I watched the surveillance footage,

and the briefcase isn't here.

Your guy ran right past
the camera, clear as day,

with the briefcase still in his arms.

And he kept running.

Bailey? Bailey, I can't get up.

He lied to us.

He still has that briefcase.

Mr. Cooper?

Well,

at least he doesn't need a parachute

to go out the second-floor window.

This is Nora's.

Hey? Don't I know you?

I don't think so.

Yeah, you're the-the... flight attendant

from the plane
that my brother was k*lled on.

What are you doing here?

Following you.

No. No! No!

Let's go!

Hello?

Um, Dad, it's me.

Hey. Did you lose an earring?

Um, listen to me.

They're gonna hurt me unless
you get them the briefcase.

Tell them that I'll bring it.

When and where?

Um, tomorrow noon, Echo Park Lake.

You will bring it, right, Dad?

I won't let you down, Nora.

I promise.

Hey, Dugan?

Don't tell me you guys are
looking for Cooper again.

Yeah, and the panda was defective.

Look, guys, I haven't seen Coop since...

Hey, look, we're gonna
skip the part where

you lied to us and jump right ahead

to where you pull out
your phone and call him.

The people who tried to k*ll
Cooper... they now have Nora.

Dugan?

No, it's your good friends at the LAPD.

That briefcase

you stole... the guys want it back.

They have Nora,
and they're not messing around.

Listen to me, Cooper. We have to drop

the briefcase in Echo Park
tomorrow at noon.

Look, you know what these
guys are capable of.

And, hey,

thinking about running
doesn't make you a bad father.

Actually doing it?

Well, there's not enough
diamonds in the world.

You have the wrong number.

Don't do it, Rog.

A panda you buy doesn't feel
the same as a panda you win.

How's the view up there?

No Nora, no bad guy.

No Cooper.

My guess? Father of the year
took his last score

and hit the road.

Trust me. He'll be here.

It's what fathers do; it's built in.

Yeah. Not all fathers are like you, Rog.

Well, obviously, there are
standard bearers in the field.

Uh, there's Avery.

Technically, not a father, but..

I guess he's a father figure.

No. Avery and Gina.

Someone call for backup?

I wanted Bowman and Bailey, not Gina.

I didn't want a distraction.

Probably enough caffeine,
Detective, don't you think?

Clock's ticking and everything.

Oh, look at that.

Told you, it's built in.

That your partner you're talking to?

Tell him not to miss.

Cooper says "Do not miss."

I agree with Cooper.

Hey, Cap.

How long you been listening in?

Long enough to know you both
think of me as a father figure.

What's the plan?

In situations like this,

I usually give them free reign.

And that's exactly why I'm here.

The plan?

Sending Cooper in now.

Avery. You and Gina close in,

but keep a distance.

We're going in.

Okay.

Drop the case.

Walk away.

Where's my daughter?

Give me the case, wait 30 minutes.

Ah.

I'll let her go.

It's not gonna happen that way.

Captain, we're gonna lose the girl.

Let them handle this. Don't move.

Back his play.

Okay, stop!

She's here.

Where?

The van.

Rog.

I don't have an angle on Nora.

You let my daughter go
and you can have this case.

Drop the case now or they k*ll her.

We can do this all day.

We need to move in.

- Wait, wait, wait.
- Avery.

- Avery, tell Gina to move.
- What? Riggs.

You're breaking up. You're
breaking up. I've lost comms.

Riggs, comm's down. What's the play?

Rog. The guys that are with
Nora, they're yours.

What do you mean, they're mine?

When we get fired,

just remember this is
the only sh*t I had.

Don't move.

Dad!

You're under arrest.

Can I move now?

Nice sh**t', Rog.

Yeah. I think someone owes us
both a giant panda.

Thanks for saving my daughter's
life and what's left of mine.

My pleasure.

But in saying that, we're
gonna do two sets of cuffs.

Right. Understood.

Can I just hug my girl first?

No earrings this time.

Yeah.

I'm sorry I've been

such a piss-poor father.

There's still time.

Did you just put this in my pocket?

We're surrounded by police.

- What's wrong with you?
- What's wrong with me?

This whole thing has been for you.

Just a token of my love for...

No. I take it back I take it all back.

You're unfixable, Dad.

Nora, no. But I'm consistent.

She still called me "Dad."

You know, Cooper.

As far as dads go...

...I've seen worse.

Drinking to a successful mission?

One inch, Avery.

One inch to the left and
this mission ends differently.

Usually a narrow margin with these guys.

I can't argue with the result,
but you know this is insane.

If you still want to fire me...

This isn't about saving your job,

this is about saving your life.

I don't know anybody
that could do what you do

and still be breathing.

Thank you.

Say the word and I will
have you transferred

to a post of your choosing.

I appreciate that, I really do, but...

These lunatics are going
to bring the walls down

and nobody's gonna get out alive.

But you want to stay.

Why?

They're my lunatics.

Hey.

Thought you was going out?

Oh, my friends are flaking.

They're always late.

Yeah. That was for you,

but I realized that, uh,

you've outgrown big, fluffy things,

so he's mine now.

Hey, look, Ri.

Uh, your mother doesn't
come home until tomorrow.

We still got time for that
hibachi thing.

You know?

Or we could, um, stay
in and watch a movie?

Um, I wish I could, Dad, but
I think we're getting dinner.

Yeah.

Ooh.

Hey, guys.

You ready to go?

Hey, you guys want to lay low tonight?

You know, order in, watch a movie?

Sure. Is it cool with your dad?

Absolutely.

You can actually take the big TV.

Don't "take it" take it.

And I only say that because
there's a felon in the house.

Yeah, okay, Dad. Good one.

Oh, yep. I'm getting out of your way.

- Oh, Dad.
- Mm-hmm?

Leave the panda.

Oh, yep.

Put him there.

Your dad's pretty funny.

That's not even my best material.

- I got... Yes.
- Bye, Dad.

She's not gonna make it.

She's not gonna be okay.

You asked about your mom.

She's not.

She's only gonna get sicker.

Then why are we out here?

She's in a lot of pain today, son.

She didn't want you to be a part of it.

I'm sorry, but...

you're old enough to know
what happens, happens.

Step back, son.

Let me take care of this.

No.

I'll do it.

So what now?

Are you gonna keep it?

Damn thing's like a boomerang.

Well, things from your past
can be hard to get rid of.

And I really was just
trying to clean up,

simplify things.

So let's simplify things.

Tell me about the g*n.

Well...

...this here...

...is the r*fle my daddy
taught me to sh**t with.

And it's the r*fle that sh*t him.