03x12 - Grim Reaper

[bunniefuu]

♪ How did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ And where in the world
did I ever go wrong? ♪

♪ If I took the
time to replace ♪

♪ what my mind erased

♪ I still feel as if I'm
here but I'm gone ♪

♪ porched up in
a rocking chair ♪

♪ with my feet all bare

♪ rolling my blunt
in a cigar wrap ♪

♪ live an adolescent mind

♪ never do take the time

♪ waiting for my high
quiet as it's kept ♪

♪ how did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ And where in the world
did I ever go wrong? ♪

♪ If I took the
time to replace ♪

♪ what my mind erased

♪ I still feel as if I'm
here but I'm gone ♪

♪ mama told me I was best

♪ argue and punch in my chest

♪ son now be strong
let me take you home ♪

♪ I'd see in her
eyes so sincere ♪

♪ screaming what got me here

♪ standing in the world
with my mind all blown ♪

♪ how did I get so far gone?

♪ Where do I belong?

♪ I still feel as if I'm
here but I'm gone ♪♪

[Theme music]

My man, you better
keep your head up.

Homegirl is on a warpath.

Well, what is it this time?

Who knows? But she's got
something stuck somewhere.

Well, not to worry. I
got her handled, alright?

[Phone rings]

Yeah? Torres.

Hey, Coop, I was
just on my way up to...

[Suspenseful music]

What do you want us to do?

I got it.

We'll take care of it.

What's going on?

There's a hostage situation.

Where?

In Cooper's office.

You know, I'm really not clear
on how you think this is gonna

help your son, Mr. Briggs.

NYPD does not
respond well to terrorism.

You think I wanted this?

I had no choice.

And I know how crazy
that makes me sound.

But I'm not a t*rror1st, ma'am.

Well, you're the one
with the expl*sives

so you'll forgive
me if I can't agree.

My boy dies tonight, so
forgive me if I'm desperate.

What would you do?

Well, I can't
say, but certainly,

taking innocent lives
wouldn't be part of my plan.

My boy is innocent

and everybody's gonna know that

before I'm through here today.

[Instrumental music]

J.c.: Get these folks out
of here. Come on, listen.

Everybody out!
Everybody out! Let's go!

Hey, hey, somebody run
this down for me, please.

Earl Briggs came
in this morning,

he had an appointment
with the lieutenant.

He came strapped
with expl*sives.

He's prepared to go all the way.

Does anybody know why?

His son, Tyrell
Briggs is scheduled

to be ex*cuted at midnight.

- He wants the case reopened.
- Come on.

He says if his son
dies, then Cooper dies.

That gives us
just over 14 hours.

How real is this threat?

I mean, is there any
chance he's bluffing?

Doubtful, word it
that he's a supervisor

for a demolition squad at
a construction company.

And a bottle of
tovex is missing.

Two of you, get your a*s
upstairs, talk to the kid.

We'll hook him up by phone.

Maybe the kid cares
enough about his father,

try to talk him out, go.

I'll be there.

How about the evacuation?

Civilian employees have
already been sent home.

Perps from holding
at central booking.

I don't... I want you
to check the kid's files,

see if there are
already discrepancies.

We're already on it.

Tyrell had a partner in crime,

Kenny norwood,
served five years upstate.

Now as free as a bird.

Five years? It'll kind of light.

Tommy: To say the least.

He now works at some

computer company
as a programmer.

I guess you could
say he's rehabilitated.

You're checking
for background info

not making a bust,
right, detective?

Right. Let's go.

Go.

You a hostage
negotiator now, o'byrne?

At least I got a
skill. Any change?

No, and the b*stard's
not answering the phone.

So, maybe we
don't even need you.

- No napalm today, Kirby.
- Says you.

That squirrel busts a
nut then procedure says

I take over and go
in with prejudice.

So keep that in mind
while you're giving him

the warm and fuzzies.

Tommy: This is a huge
waste of time, moreno.

How do you figure?

The case already went to court.

Norwood did his
easy bid, and it's done.

What can he possibly say
now that's gonna help Cooper?

Well, there's something going
on for Briggs to risk so much.

That guy's out of his
damn mind and so are we

giving him what he wants.

Oh, so, what do you
suggest, Tommy?

I mean, we storm the door?

Hell, why don't we just
write Cooper off right now.

I'm not saying that.

Then what are you saying?

Because with all
your bellyaching

you're the one wasting time.

Listen, we give in to this creep

and every b*stard
we've ever put down

is gonna come gunning for us.

Didn't you stop to
think about that?

- Come on...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, you seem
to be doing alright

for yourself here, Kenny.

I can call you Kenny, right?

Uh, I kinda thought
after doing my time

I might be able to
get on with my life.

Well, the victim doesn't have
that luxury. He's still dead.

I was there, but I
didn't k*ll him, detective.

Oh, that makes it
alright then, I guess.

No, I didn't say that.

Uh, is there someplace
else we can talk?

Oh, yeah.

I was stupid. I wanted
to hang out with Tyrell.

Uh, he had a rep for being the

meanest son of a b*tch...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Anyway, he was
raw and I was soft

and I was considered
a real easy Mark.

Okay, but, uh, what
happened that night?

[Sighs]

Well, we hung out

only because I had
money and some weed

and when we ran out of money,

he said he knew where
we could get some more.

[Suspenseful music]

Moreno: So you
Rob Samuel Peterson

for the 35 bucks in his pocket,

then when he begs for his
life, you sh**t him any way.

No, Tyrell did.

I had no idea what
he was planning.

Well, if you were so scared,
why didn't you go to the police?

Well, he said he would
k*ll me if I told anybody.

Yeah, but when you got busted

they found Peterson's
wallet and jewelry on you.

Yeah, he told me to keep it.

Um, I guess he wanted
me as knee-deep in it as him.

But if you don't mind
I'd like to get to work.

Actually, we'd
like to go over this

one more time, right, moreno?

We just wanna make
sure we got things straight.

Unless, of course, you prefer
that we stepped outside...

Moreno. Yes, this is Nina
moreno. What's this about?

Tommy: Knee-deep as him. Why?
He was supposed to be your friend.

[Buzzer]

[Instrumental music]

[Sighs] Damn.

Mr. Briggs. I'm
detective Williams.

This is my partner,
detective torres.

[Indistinct chatter]

Practice run for tonight.

Got to know what to do, you know

in case I fight
or lose my nerve.

Why are you here?

It's about your father.

He's got himself
into some trouble.

What's wrong. Is he hurt?

J.c.: No, he's taken a
hostage at our precinct

and he's threatening
to blow the place up.

It's a mistake. My... my
father wouldn't do this.

Look, we need
you to talk to him,

try to get him to
surrender, you know?

Tyrell...

[Instrumental music]

Get me a phone.

[Instrumental music]

Moreno: Can you pull over?

- Here?
- Yeah.

Listen, I'll get back
on my own steam.

Hey, hey, wait a minute.
What's going on, moreno?

It's personal.

We don't have time
for that now, do we?

Just get back to the precinct,
Tommy. I'll see you there.

Detective moreno.

Hi.

Carter genero, family law.

What's this about my daughter?

Do you know the whereabouts
of your husband, Luis reyes?

For what reason?

My clients, the Lewis family
asked me to locate and contact

their daughter
Melissa's birth parents.

Is something wrong?
Is Melissa okay?

Oh, she's fine.

She wants to see you.

Can you contact your
husband, detective?

Um... he's dead.

I'm sorry, um...

- Are you willing to see her?
- Yes, yes.

Then I'll make the arrangements
say, later this afternoon.

Oh, no, I can't today.
What about tomorrow?

I'm afraid that's not possible.

It took me a while
to locate you,

and unfortunately,
I ran out of time,

since Melissa's going to
boarding school tomorrow.

In the middle of
the school year?

There have been some problems.

Well, like what?

I'm not at Liberty to say.

Look, if you can't make it,
you can't, maybe we can work

something out during the summer.

If you can change
your schedule, call me.

Otherwise, I'll be in touch.

[Instrumental music]

Cooper: Listen
to me, Mr. Briggs.

You told me you don't want
to do this and I believe you.

Now, it's not too late. We can
still work this thing out, okay?

If you surrender now,
I promise that I will talk

to the district attorney
for you personally.

I can't do that. This is
my son's last chance.

Your son's last chance was
in the courtroom, Mr. Briggs.

[Phone rings]

I hope you got
good news, o'byrne.

Tyrell: Dad...

How you holding up, son?

Not too good.

The police told me
you took a hostage.

What, have you lost your mind?

Earl: That legal aid
lawyer of yours said that

this is your last stay,

that this time you're gonna go.

I can't let that happen.

Tyrell: Well, you can't do this.

This is not you and this is
not what you tried to teach me.

Turn yourself in.

Earl: If things were fair,
what I taught you would stand.

Consequences, dad. Sowing
and reaping, remember?

Don't be like me.

Nothing's changed,
and it's not right.

Nobody believed you,
Tyrell. I believed you.

But you don't. Because I
told you before, I'm guilty.

[Instrumental music]

[Buzzing]

What happens now?

Well, unless we could figure
out a way to stop your old man,

more people are gonna die.

I don't think he'll do that.

I don't give a damn
what you think.

He's scared for me.

All he cares
about is what's fair.

Yeah, and a man is
dead because of you.

His wife, his kid, his friends,
you stole from all these people,

so taking your life
seems pretty fair to me.

Oh, and that born again
crap, that ain't gonna fly

'cause nothing can
save you from this.

You couldn't be more wrong.

Yeah, okay, then
why does your father

feel that you got the shaft?

Me and my dad hadn't
been getting along.

We fought all the time,
about my friends, school, drugs

and then he found my g*n.

Said he wasn't about
having rebellion in his house.

So that was your defense?

Well, you know, it's
no wonder you got

the death penalty, my man.

He hit me, I hit him back,

I took my p*stol from
him and broke out.

Ran into Kenny, and we partied.

[Instrumental music]

Torres: Then you shot
a man, went to prison,

had numerous appeals.

And now you die. End of story.

Kenny shot him.

With your g*n.

Kenny wanted to hold it, yo?

He had this thing
about getting respect.

We used to dis him all the time.

Said he sounded white.
Wanted to be white.

He said you did it, and
now you're saying he did it?

I always said it, but I
guess it pays to sound good

and to look good.

I belong here, alright?

'Cause I could have
done something

to stop it and I didn't.

So what you're saying is
that you did not pull the trigger.

That's right, but
it doesn't matter.

Torres: Why is that?

'Cause the man, Mr. Peterson...

His little girl was in the car.

She watched her father
die, and I should pay for that.

Torres: Uh-huh.
Yeah. Well, thank you.

What did the warden have to say?

It's a city problem.

He's got an execution
to prepare for.

He can't spare a guard to run
back and forth for the phone.

I mean, oh... Basically
very cooperative.

Yeah, well, looks like one
of us is gonna have to hang.

Is that your way of
asking me to do it?

Ed, I would like to go talk
to that Peterson woman.

- You're kidding me, right?
- No.

He gives you a tired
old song and dance

and you're ready to investigate?

Why was she not mentioned

on the police report?

Maybe 'cause she wasn't there.

Ed, come on now.

There's a lot of
guys on death row

that look like you and I,

and most of them don't
belong here and you know why.

Thanks.

What's happening,
captain? Is Cooper alright?

As well as can be
expected, I guess.

At least the guy is calm.
You dig anything up?

I think norwood's making
something of his lucky break.

Yeah, k*ll somebody,
get a slap on the wrist.

Why the hell this guy get to
make a deal in the first place?

Evidence was too
circumstantial for comfort.

So they needed one
guy to turn on the other.

Guess they figured norwood
to be the lesser of the two evils.

Yeah, what if they're wrong?

They were. Nobody
should have walked.

But they liked Tyrell Briggs
more 'cause he had priors

and was headed for the
same dead-end anyway.

I want you to check with
the arresting detectives.

They transferred from
here to the one-five.

[Suspenseful music]

Here.

Thank you.

I'd sip that if I were you.

Otherwise you'll have
to squat on the floor.

How about some food?

Full stomach makes
for dull senses.

Better to do without.
It won't be long.

Cooper: Okay.

Mr. Briggs: You got four kids?

No. Three. We lost
one to leukemia.

I'm sorry.

I guess they never had
any trouble with the law,

no drug problems.

Oh, they've had their problems

but nothing like that, no.

Used to be a time,
people got together

and bragged about their kids.

The son got all a's,
daughter got a scholarship.

Now it's not what they
do, it's what they don't.

If they had no
trouble with the law

no drug problems, you got
yourself a pretty good kid.

What happened with
your son, Mr. Briggs?

I spent too much time
grieving, forgot to be a parent.

Lost my wife to breast cancer.

Tore me up.

I guess it tore him
up too. I didn't notice.

By the time, I checked
back in Tyrell was so used to

taking care of himself,
anything I said was a joke.

Yeah, but holding
a police hostage

isn't gonna make up for it.

I don't expect it to.

Cooper: Well, then, I don't

understand what you hope

to accomplish here.

I mean, even your own son

said he was guilty.

And he is, of lying,
stealing, doing drugs,

but he's not a m*rder*r.

The cops, the lawyer,
the judge wouldn't listen.

So now you're prepared
to commit m*rder,

the one thing you
said Tyrell didn't do?

Pray it don't come to that.

Jill: If this is a joke,
it's pretty damn sick.

I'm sorry, I don't
mean to upset you.

I'm just here to
get to the truth.

Oh, you want the truth?

Two men attacked my father.

He begged for his
life, and they shot him.

They took his
wallet, his jewelry,

and they left him in a
pool of blood on the street.

Were you there?

[Suspenseful music]

Jill: We were gonna talk
about getting me a car.

On our way to dinner,
he wanted to stop

to pick up some
papers from his office.

Turned out he just wanted
the car brochures that he'd left

on his desk to surprise me.

Do you remember exactly where
you were when this happened?

[Music continues]

Jill: Sitting in the car.

One of them, one of
them looked right at me.

Do you remember
who pulled the trigger?

Does it make a difference?

Yes, ma'am, it does.

Not to me.

One of them already
got away with it.

I'm not gonna help you
get the other one off.

[Instrumental music]

Get a line of sight
on the roof. Now.

Go, go, go, go!

Briggs: What the hell's
taking them so long?

They should know my
son didn't sh**t that man.

[Groaning]

[g*nsh*t]

Shots. It's going
down. It's going down.

[g*nsh*t]

That was a stupid thing to
do. I'm not trying to hurt you.

You're a threat to
me and my precinct.

O'byrne: Virginia? You alright?

I need an answer now.

Yeah, so do I. What's
happening with my son?

Is lieutenant Cooper alright?

She's alright.

Let her tell me.

Answer him.

Yes, I'm alright.

We gotta hold. We gotta hold.

Any more stupid stunts like
that and we're all gonna fry.

It doesn't matter.

Don't you know their next move

is to come in here with
everything they've got?

Nina, you got a minute?

Yeah, what's up?

The detectives in
charge of the Briggs case?

I've been looking all over
the house for their files.

I cannot find them anywhere.

That would be josephs and naylor

but I already talked to them.

Yeah, well, thanks a lot.

What the hell do they have

to say for themselves?

About what?

About deliberately omitting

a witness from
the police report.

Who? Jill Peterson?

Yes, Jill Peterson.

But they didn't need
her to make the bust

and they didn't
need her for trial.

Moreno, hello? What the
hell are you walking about?

That right there is
grounds for a mistrial.

A 16-year-old watches
her father get gunned down.

Do you see, she was a rag.

She could barely talk,
let alone give testimony.

- Think about it.
- Well, you think about it.

That isn't even our job, okay?

And those two cops
damn sure didn't do theirs.

They showed some
compassion for the victim.

That doesn't make them bad cops.

There is a young man
that is on death row

who probably doesn't
even belong there.

He already had his day in court.

Please, and how fair was that?

When all the facts
weren't even present?

Well, how fair was it that she
had to watch her father die?

And what about his wife?

Waiting for a man that's
never gonna come home.

How fair is that?

This whole case makes me sick.

Never. Does she
feel the same way?

I think sometimes we
mess up and we can blame

whoever we want but
sooner or later we have to pay.

J.c.: Okay, that's all well
and good but you know what?

I don't think that
Tyrell Briggs did this.

Alright, j.C.

Is there something
you wanna talk about?

No, I'm serious, if there's
something going on,

you can talk to me.

Alright, you know about
my kid I had when I was 16?

Gave her up for adoption?

She wants to see me.

Only, it has to be today
because she's leaving tomorrow.

If it was me and it had
something to do with my son

I'd be out of here.

Go, make sure everything's
cool and come back.

[Instrumental music]

Kirby?

I wanna talk to you.

- Just a sec.
- No, right now.

Hold on. What is it, captain?

You know damn well what
it is. You called the brass.

And I wanna know why?

We had to take action now

and I needed their okay.

That's a mistake,
and you know it.

Well, so you wanna wait for
the guy to snap completely.

That what they teach you
that in hostage negotiations?

Get off my a*s, Kirby.

I'm trying to avoid
bloodshed here,

Virginia's in particular.

She and I did the
streets together

moved up the ranks together

so do me a favor,

shove the attitude.

I will when you act
like you give a damn.

It's my party now, byrne.

Get the rest of the squad
cleared and stay out of my way!

[Police siren blaring]

Leave me alone, detective.

Sorry. I can't do that.

One of these men
k*lled your father.

Now, there is nothing
that's gonna bring him back.

Which one, miss Peterson?

Have you ever lost someone
you cared about to violence?

- Yes, I have.
- Someone close?

Yes, I have.

And what happened
to the b*stard?

He's dead.

- Lucky you.
- No, no.

It's never easy
taking someone's life.

You can trust me on that.

I'm not judging you.
Matter of fact, I envy you.

Now, please, get out of my way.

Look, at least, I had the chance

to get the guy
who did the k*lling.

Now, what are you gonna do?

If the wrong guy dies, if
the man who actually pulled

the trigger took more than
your father away from you.

Please.

♪ You will live with yourself

♪ I will live with myself

♪ and it's me who has to live

♪ with myself

♪ try to analyze

♪ what you don't understand

♪ oh...

♪ I play devil

♪ why is it me who has to live

♪ with myself?

Detective.

I tried to catch you
before you left the precinct.

Oh, I just wanted to stop at the
store and pick up a few things.

Where's Melissa?

She's not coming.

- Why?
- She's an 11-year-old kid.

She's just scared.

Try to understand.

I know how old she is.

Is that it? I mean, she
doesn't wanna see me at all?

Give her time.

Maybe later when she's...

She does know where you are now.

Try to remember that.

Okay.

Uh, miss genero.

Could you tell Melissa
that I wish her well?

You saw the sn*pers.
We're cutting our losses.

Doesn't it bother you that
your life means so little?

No, it's a good call.

If there were someone
else in here and me out there

I'd give the same order.

Lights.

Tear gas.

[Glass shatters]

Charlie one, Charlie two.

Put it on.

Move, move, move.

[Instrumental music]

Kirby, get your guys out of
here. Come on, right, get out.

Guys. Stay cool.

Mr. Briggs, I'm captain o'byrne.

Open the window!

Lights!

Get the canister out of here.

[Coughing]

Man 1: We have a hold.
Repeat, we have a hold.

Stay cool.

[Coughing]

Well, what's happening
with the case?

We found a witness
to the m*rder.

She's identified Kenny
norwood as the sh**ter.

So you're taking my
son off death row?

- No, not yet. Earl: Why not?

O'byrne: 'Cause it takes time.

Good.

[g*n c*ck]

We'll be right here.

Let's be cool. Be
calm. It'll be okay.

J.c.: Who had the g*n?

Tyrell. It was his.

So how come your
prints were all over it then?

Well, I wanted to hold
it, to get a feel for it.

- That's all.
- Are you sure about that?

Oh, it's not
something I'd forget.

You know, norwood, you're
pretty smug for a scared little b*tch

that's on his way
back to prison.

Well, I didn't do
anything wrong.

It was all Tyrell, right?

See, Tyrell, he never
had a chance, now, did he?

But you, with your
private school education

your little white-boy talk, you
played those cops pretty good.

Well, we all use whatever
advantages we have

but it doesn't change
the facts, though.

Yeah, I understand
'cause, uh, you feel

that it's a whole lot easier
to get to the field n*gg*r

than to the house
n*gg*r, how that sound?

It sounds like you're
angry at the wrong person.

See, the outside world
made it that way, not me.

Yeah.

You like to make deals, right?

Well, I got one for you, you
can choose either life in prison

with no parole or,
uh, lethal injection.

- The clock's ticking.
- For what?

For the m*rder of
Samuel Peterson.

You guys are crazy.

I mean, I made a deal
and I did my five years.

You can't try me again.

You never went on trial
for m*rder, my friend,

and this time, we got
a witness to the k*lling.

J.c.: Mm-hmm.
- Oh, yeah.

- She made you as the
sh**ter. J.C.: Sure did.

Now, when she lays her
baby blues on that jury box

who the hell you think they
gonna believe this time?

[Clears throat] I
want a... a lawyer.

Whatever you say, Mr. Kinte.

[Exhales]

[Phone rings]

- And what? J.C.:
Hello, Mr. Briggs.

This is detective Williams.

I've been reinvestigating
your son's case.

And?

And Tyrell did
not pull the trigger.

[Laughs]

So what happens now?

The supreme court is hearing
arguments as we speak.

Okay, so you're telling me
that my son's not gonna die?

What I'm telling you is that
we have to wait for their ruling.

But I thought you just
said that you believed him.

Well, I do, but, uh... You
know, to be quite honest

I don't think that you're
helping him right now.

I got you people off your
asses. I'd say that counts.

Yes, that does
count, but like I said

the supreme court is hearing
arguments as we speak.

Now do you really wanna
prejudice them against Tyrell

by holding a hostage?

They don't have to know.

J.c.: Well, it's too
late. Everybody knows.

What kind of fool
do you take me for?

I've been in the courts
too much for this nonsense

and I can tell you the
prosecutor can only argue

what's on the table, and that's
the new witness, detective.

[Dial tone]

[Instrumental music]

[Muttering]

Torres: Still no word.

Cutting it kind of close.

[Muttering]

Don't you even care?

I've been down this
road a few times already.

Some stays came
just a few hours before.

[Sighing]

It's not the dying that gets me.

It's the anticipation
that kicks my a*s.

Yeah, but you
didn't pull the trigger

and if we k*ll you,
it'll feel like m*rder.

If that's true, then
the only m*rder*r

is the guy who flips the switch.

No. Not if we just
watch and let it happen.

We're just as guilty.

You mean, like I did.

You just condemned
me to death, detective.

[Phone ringing]

Torres.

Yeah, j.C.

Yeah.

The supreme
court kicked it back.

The sentence
stands. I'm sorry, man.

Listen, Tyrell...

[Sobbing]

[Phone rings]

- Hello? Tyrell: Dad?

Yeah?

I'm alright. Everything's fine.

- Did they... Tyrell:
Dad, it's a done deal.

[Sobbing]

I want you to know that I
don't regret nothing, son.

I won't be seeing you for
awhile but I don't regret it,

not one thing, you hear?

I just wanted to tell
you it's not your fault.

Earl: What, boy?

How I turned out.
It's not your fault.

Tyrell: I wasn't hearing
you because I didn't want to.

It's important for me
that you know that.

Did you hear me, dad?

[Crying] Yeah.

Yeah, I heard you.

So you can let this go now.

I need to hear you
say it. I need your word.

Yeah, I can let it go.

[Tyrell sighs]

I love you, old man.

Don't you ever forget it.

Son...

[Dial tone]

[Sobbing]

[Beeps]

Go easy, alright?
Take care of yourself.

Man 2: You are under arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent...

Man 3: Coming now.

[Sniffling]

Officer torres...

Tell my father I didn't suffer.

[Instrumental music]

[No audio]

[Music continues]

No!

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

[Jazz music]

♪ Trash men didn't
get no trash today ♪

♪ oh why? Because
they want more pay ♪

♪ buses on strike
want to raise the fare ♪

♪ so they can help
pollute the air ♪

♪ but that's what makes
the world go round ♪

♪ the ups and
downs the carousel ♪

♪ changing people's
heads around ♪

♪ go underground young man

♪ people make the
world go round ♪

Williams.

Damn, what's up, Mac?

Following me around?

I thought I might find you here.

Let me ask you something.

Now, if it wasn't for this gig

you and I would probably
never hang out, right?

Probably not.

Mm-hmm. That's what I thought.

Listen, I just want to get
something off my chest.

I just, uh, wanted to say

that I called it wrong today,
and... I wanna apologize.

Wait, my man, if you
really want to apologize

you know you can
buy me another drink.

Well, then you
should buy me drink.

I just apologized to you.

Yeah, alright. I'll
hook your sorry a*s up.

Bartender, could you
give my man something

to slick his hair back?

Yeah, and give my man a scotch.

Right?

♪ Yeah...

[Doorbell ringing]

Hi. Um, I'm Melissa.

I know.

Come in.

How'd you get here?

My mom drove me.

You weren't home so we waited.

You took a long
time, but I knew if I left,

I'd get scared again.

It's way past my bedtime.

She's been really cool
'cause she trips about that.

Oh, I'm talking too much.

No. No, you're not.

God, you're getting so big.

How do you know?

I don't, really.

- Who's that? Nina: My mom.

She looks mean.

[Laughs]

She can be.

Why'd you give me away?

Oh, Melissa...

I didn't know what else to do.

I was just a kid.

I was scared and alone.

Do you understand that?

No.

[Instrumental music]

I wish I could have been
there for you. I wanted to be.

I have to go. I...
I have to pack.

This is for you.

I hear you're going
away to school.

I'll make some friends.
It'll be good for me.

- But why... Melissa:
My dad's really sick.

They think I don't
know how bad it is.

Melissa.

If you have any more questions,

anything you wanna
know, I'm right here.

Okay?

Nice meeting you.

[Instrumental music]

[Music continues]

♪ Big man smokin'
on the easy chair ♪

♪ on a fat cigar
without a care ♪

♪ but that's what makes
the world go round ♪

♪ the ups and
downs the carousel ♪

♪ changing people's
heads around ♪

♪ go underground young man

♪ people make the
world go round... ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[Wolf howling]