[eerie music]
[doorbell rings]
[children chattering]
[children] Trick or treat.
Whoa!
An army of monsters.
I'm not a monster.
I'm a cowboy.
Well, here you go, cowboy.
And here's some for our pumpkin.
Happy Halloween.
[children] Happy Halloween.
[child 1] Thank you.
[ominous music]
Who are you?
Are you a patient?
Oh, God, I know who you are.
I did everything you told me to do.
I destroyed my records.
I
[children] Trick or treat.
Those are the neighbors' kids.
[child 2] Dr. Mallo, trick or treat.
[child 3] Trick or treat.
[children] Trick or treat.
Whoa, everybody's a monster tonight.
Thank you.
You OK, Gene?
Hi, Cindy.
Uh, too many birthdays.
I'm gonna call it a night.
[door closes]
I didn't tell anyone, Dan.
Your paranoia is getting worse.
What you did in the park, the
That wasn't your fault. It was an accident.
You can still
[Dan] You're right.
It's not my fault, Dr. Mallo.
[suspenseful music]
It's yours.
[g*nsh*t]
[eerie music]
[metal scraping]
[plastic rustling]
Can I have daddy's
famous blueberry pancakes?
Please.
I don't know.
I think it's gonna have to
be cereal, toast, or bagels.
Let's go.
Bagel on number four, like Mom does.
No brown spots.
Copy.
[gentle music, birds chirping]
Come on.
Everybody in.
Here.
[grunts]
[door opens]
BB, come on.
BB.
If I wanted to make
a new friend at school,
what should I do so
that I don't look stupid?
Oh, looking stupid's underrated.
[Reagan] Just tell me.
Um, well, what do you think Mom would do?
Hmm.
No, no, no.
She's working.
Just imagine.
Ask a question.
And if they answer with a lot of
sentences, they want to be your friend?
That's a really smart answer.
Are you sure you're my kid?
Yes.
Do you have any kind of
documentation to prove that?
No.
[laughs]
I just have to take your word for it?
- Yeah.
- OK, you're sure.
Dad, you tricked me.
It's kind of my job.
You do that to your patients?
[sighs]
One job.
[dog barks]
I get it.
She agrees.
[eerie music]
Mr. Riviello, Dr. Prince.
Come on in.
So, Mr. Riviello, why don't
you tell me about yourself?
Just Dan.
Dan's good.
So why are you here?
- How does therapy work, anyway?
- You've never done this before?
- No.
- DR. PRINCE: We talk.
And then we problem solve.
You can't just tell me what to do.
I wish it was that simple.
Have you had any recent upheavals
in your life, any weight changes?
DAN: No. DR. PRINCE: Suicidal ideation?
Have you had any destructive thoughts?
Fatigue?
How are your personal relationships?
So anyway, that's me.
I'm the principal at Elwood
Elementary in O'Hara Township.
And six months ago, my wife kicked me out.
She said I wasn't there for her.
I don't know what that means.
But now I can't sleep.
Buddy of mine gave me some Loony
Lunar you know what I mean.
I just wanted to know if maybe you
could give me something stronger.
We can discuss medication in a bit.
Are you gonna write down
every g*dd*mn thing I say?
If it bothers you, I
don't have to take notes.
Yeah, I really don't
want any notes ever.
Could you shred that?
Now, please.
[ominous music]
[shredder whirring]
Doc, I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be a jerk.
It's just, uh, I mean, privacy for
me right now is really important.
You are safe here, Dan.
I'm not paranoid.
Do you think you're paranoid?
I think you're looking at me thinking,
this guy's f*cking paranoid, but
But why, Dan?
[laughs] Uh, hey, um, when I called
in here, um, there was a girl, secretary.
- Where is she now?
- She's part time.
[Dan] Yeah, I don't want her knowing
anything, and I mean anything, about me.
So if I make every appointment at
4:00 PM - You will never see her.
And you take cash?
We can help you with
the insurance paperwork.
I just don't want anybody on the school
board or a parent to know about this.
OK, Dan.
Well, I think that was a good start.
At night, in bed, I sweat so much that
That I wake up in a puddle.
Well, why don't we
save that for next session?
[Dan] It's the same dream every night.
I'm running in the woods.
[suspenseful music]
It's dark.
And there are these dogs.
[dogs bark]
These g*dd*mn dogs that
are barking like f*cking crazy.
And I've got this thing in my hand.
And I don't know what
it is, but it's dangerous.
And my hands are like f*cking claws.
Dan, that's a good
place to start next week.
Yeah.
OK, see you Thursday.
Thursday?
Yeah, when I had your girl on the line,
I just made three appointments in a row.
Um, I need to explain
something to you, Dan.
These first two sessions are used
to determine whether I can help you.
Wait, so you could
just dump me after this?
I mean, all this talk will be for nothing?
Well, it wouldn't make much
sense to continue if I can't help you.
Yeah, I get it.
See you Thursday.
[door closes]
So, Dad, it says here, whoever writes
the best interview gets in a newspaper.
Dad.
[laughs]
I think your dad's the
best person to interview.
Maybe you could mention
he still wets the bed.
I think Reagan's too
smart to believe that.
All right, what is your first question?
What's the bravest thing you ever did?
Oh, I think I can answer that.
When you were first
born, we went to Cape Cod.
And there was this woman
swimming in the water.
She was pregnant.
And she was really struggling.
And your dad saved her from drowning.
[kiss]
Oh, my god, you're like a real life hero.
Your mom's the real hero
putting up with me all these years.
Hmm, that's a fact.
[laughs]
[Reagan] I'm gonna write
five questions before dinner.
And, Dad, his name's Justin.
He said a lot of sentences,
so send me the bill.
To successful parenting.
L'chaim.
L'chaim.
[laughs]
You're still at work.
I this new patient made me
shred my notes in front of him.
He made you shred your notes?
No, no, no, no.
No, you tell him you don't
think you can help him.
He gets one more session.
If I don't get a better
vibe, that'll be it.
[scoffs]
I know. If it was you,
he'd be gone already.
Absolutely.
You're too nice.
I am too nice.
[knocks]
[door opens]
- Where the hell were you last week?
- I called Carly.
I told her that I
I know, another emergency.
Don't you tell her.
Tell me.
Don't make her schedule.
OK.
What the f*ck are you wearing?
- Who are you?
- Does she have any homework?
Three pages of math.
And don't fill her head
with scary bullshit.
You aren't there at 2:00 in the
morning when she can't sleep.
Yeah, and if she was allowed
to spend the night at my house,
we wouldn't have this problem,
right? So what do you want me to do?
Become a complete person.
See a shrink.
You mean, like the marriage
counselor you dragged us to?
- Worked for me.
- Yeah, broke us up in one session, right?
And now I see my daughter once a week.
Hey.
- Dad!
- How you doing?
Shh, hey, Carly.
All right.
[Carly] Bye.
19 all right?
You did it right.
29... oh, hey, how you doing?
Thank you. [Carly] Thank you.
Hey.
Mom says things about you sometimes.
You know, if you get question
20 right, you get a cannoli.
- How about a trip to the mall?
- Cannoli.
How about a Lamborghini?
Cannoli.
A pony.
[Dan] How about a cannoli?
How about a key to the house?
Why?
Whenever I wait on your
front porch, mom sits in the car.
[exhales]
You know, your mom and
I are very different people.
And the bad thing is, is
that people don't change.
They are who they are.
Do you have a girlfriend?
Where did that come from?
No, but look, if I ever
do have a girlfriend,
I would want you to be
the first person to meet her.
- I don't want to.
- OK, I just was asking.
[arguing]
Dad, I'm almost 12.
I can just wear the key on
the string around my neck.
- Let me think about it.
- Hey, hey, guys, the language.
You gotta
[Reagan] Dad.
- That's it.
That's it, man. You guys have got
Dad, he's old. He's gonna get hurt.
Yeah?
[Tony] [grunts]
Yeah, that's right.
[Dan] Hey, hey, hey, guys, guys,
guys, how about we let him back up?
You all right, Tony?
- Yeah, how about you sit the f*ck down.
Why don't I buy you a couple
slices before you hit the road?
Yeah, how 'bout we
beat the sh*t out of you?
[Dan] Yeah?
[suspenseful music]
You like meddling?
Down.
Stay down!
[Teen 2] Let him go.
We're just messin' around.
[Dan] That what you were doing?
We're just messin' around.
[Teen 2] Dude, call the
cops - Call the coroner.
[Teen 2] This guy's crazy.
[Dan] Come on.
There we go.
There you are, yeah?
[grunts]
[Dan] Too bad.
[breathing heavily]
It's all right.
Did those guys scare you?
I scared you, didn't I?
Hey, listen to me.
Sometimes you gotta be tough.
You just do.
And when it comes to you, I will
always be the good guy, all right?
I love you.
And, uh, that's about all I know.
Dad?
What?
You know what?
Why don't we talk about that key?
[knocking]
I just don't want him to
think I let everything go to hell.
I brought the grand
babies home to trick or treat.
- God, it must have been horrible.
- There was police.
His body.
The kids saw it.
Oh, there was blood everywhere.
Well, he seems like
he was a great doctor.
He was a doctor's doctor.
That's what your paper called him, and
[Traci] Did your husband have
any concerns about a patient?
Did he tell you he thought any of
his patients might be dangerous?
The police told me not to say anything.
There was one patient making Gene nervous.
The second he came home from work,
he poured himself a Jim Beam, a bourbon.
And before he even
kissed me, before anything.
And that was unusual behavior for him?
Yes.
Hm.
Grant Harrison!
Traci Richter.
I'm investigating the Eugene Mallo m*rder.
Are you Dr. Harrison?
I bet he was a colleague of yours.
Listen, Mallo's m*rder*r
was one of his patients.
- I have confidence in the police.
- No, they've moved on.
And so should you.
This k*ller's got to get
himself a new psychiatrist.
I mean, what if it's you?
And what if this predatory patient is
a figment of your conspiracy seeking,
tabloid inspired imagination?
Wow.
OK, then.
Maybe you figured it out by
now, this isn't about my wife.
What happens when someone tells
you they did something against the law?
Well, it depends.
If it's fully in the past,
poses no future threat,
then I'm ethically, legally
bound not to report it.
Doc, I'm here to heal.
I have no evil in my heart, I swear.
You gotta believe me.
I have no reason not to.
Well, my dream wasn't a dream.
I was cutting across a
park on the way home.
It was so dark.
I swear on my daughter's
life, that guy was pulling a g*n.
And people get jumped there all the time.
But the woman, I needed her to be quiet.
And she got a good look
in my face, you know?
I had to be sure.
Do you know what I'm talking about?
The Oakland Park murders.
You're saying that was you?
What did you say you hit him with?
I don't know him.
I blacked it out.
I don't know, maybe it's PTSD, but
God.
The sound it made, I hear it all night.
There are times in
some people's lives when
a single decision, a sudden
desire, personal failing,
can cause a certain unraveling.
Do you understand? I'm scaring you, I know.
No, you're not.
You gotta help me heal, Doc.
I need you to listen to
me very carefully, Dan.
I don't think that I am able to help you.
It's been years since I've
managed a case like yours.
I mostly treat people for anxiety.
I can't do this alone.
I need you, Doc.
Help me heal.
Please.
OK.
You and me, you know, Luke, we're
We're like a couple of kids
on a seesaw and a playground.
I see it all the time.
And it's funny, sometimes it's the
kid who jumps off first who gets hurt.
[laughs] You know?
The seat comes up and
catches him in the chin.
Then, sometimes, it's the
second guy, stays there.
Falls.
See you Thursday, Doc.
Dan, my niece is starting
kindergarten at Elwood.
You got a great family of teachers there.
Boyle or Hammer.
Either one.
Good to know.
Hey, you.
Get over here.
I'm sleeping with the mailman.
Stuart, hi!
I need you now.
I'm sor... sorry!
Sorry.
What was the UPS guy?
[Sisi] [laughs] You know
I don't like his shorts.
Well, he always got the packages on time.
[Sisi] [laughs] Well, there is that.
[Stuart] Which is really nice.
I love you.
Me too.
Are all delusions, evidence of psychosis?
Who knows?
Are all delusions evidence of psychosis?
Can you enlighten us?
Oh, um
Are all delusions evidence of psychoses?
Right.
No, they're not.
Did I ask you?
Sorry.
Ms. Haisman.
I defer to my esteemed colleague.
[laughs] OK.
New guy, now you can't explain, in detail.
Yeah.
Um, excuse me.
Uh.
Paranoia is a delusion.
Yet, there are clinical examples.
There have been of people, of a patient,
who behaves normally most of the time,
and only displays paranoiac
symptoms when triggered
by a specific event, or perhaps a memory.
Don't let him answer for you again.
Are you stalking me?
- Kind of.
- Mm.
Thank you for saving me.
I'm Hillary.
Kevin, available for saving any time.
Mm, but you're not usually in class.
No, just auditing. It's kind
of a continuing adult education.
Really?
Seriously?
You knew as much about
paranoia as the professor did.
Please.
[laughs] Nice to meet you.
Yeah.
Hey, would you want
to go get a cup of coffee?
I can't. I have to go to my next class.
Oh, darn.
You could audit that one, too.
Great.
When you're not creeping, what do you do?
Well, obviously not a baker.
I sell insurance.
Oh, cool.
- You?
- I am a receptionist, but I really want to be a baker.
My boss is a jerk.
Want some?
Thanks.
Mm, wow.
- Like 10 out of 10.
- Mhm.
- That's really good.
- Thank you.
All right. Last questions for the night.
Did you ever take care of
someone with multiple personalities?
Umm, no.
Did you ever take care of a k*ller?
Once.
Cool.
Is he in jail?
Not anymore.
I worked with him for two years.
[Reagan] What happened?
He got better.
That's it?
He owns a bar.
Go to sleep.
[panting] m*rder.
I have no evil in my heart, I swear.
What is what
I had to be sure.
[panting]
Dr. Prince, Traci Richter.
City Trib.
You can't just walk in here.
She's pretty.
Is that your daughter? What is she, 12?
- Whatever it is you're doing, stop.
- I've been to like, 10 shrinks.
Did you know Doctor Eugene Mallo?
I didn't, he practiced
two hours from here.
He had a dangerous patient.
Probably his k*ller.
For about a week, the cops
were all over his m*rder.
And then, nothing.
And?
Did you recently acquire a
new patient with a violent past?
No psychiatrist would answer that.
You know, I'm just thinking, if
this guy gets himself a new shrink,
said shrink better be really careful.
Call me.
Jake, I know you.
I doubt it.
You're Jake Brzezinski, and I bet you're
the 4 o'clock with that shrink up on 3.
Listen to me, Traci.
How do you function at your work?
Most days, it's like it never happened.
[g*n firing]
And today, for instance,
a colleague called in sick,
so I had to teach fifth grade science.
The solar system, Jupiter, its
atmosphere, hydrogen and helium.
That sort of thing.
Started out as a science teacher.
Chemistry, speaking of
which, Doc, do you think you
can give me something to help me sleep?
Were you on medication
before, when you were in therapy?
I wasn't in therapy
before. I told you that.
And that is why psychiatrists take notes.
[laughs] What do you
think the odds are there
was someone in Oakland Park that night?
Someone who saw everything.
I don't like those odds.
f*ck you.
[dramatic music]
[honking]
[tires screeching]
[honking]
The f*ck is he?
[tires screeching]
[dramatic music]
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
[police sirens]
[policewoman on radio] 786546.
105 North Avenue, 52.
It'd be kind of cool.
Yolo.
Oh, there he is.
Late for your interview.
I am really sorry.
[sigh]
[sigh] I'll get you a glass.
I told her you had to talk
someone down from a bridge.
[laughs] You did?
Mm.
Thanks.
Hey, I need you to take
her to soccer tomorrow.
I'm working.
Stu, what the hell happened today?
[Stuart] I got pulled over
for running a stop sign tonight.
I almost wrecked the car. [Sisi]
Explains the wine in the water glass.
[Stuart] Yeah.
[phone vibrating]
- Mm-mm.
- OK.
- Yeah.
- [laughs]
Like that? [Phone vibrating]
Oh, there.
[laughs]
[phone vibrating]
[moaning]
No, no, no.
Don't.
Don't.
Hello?
[sigh] Go ahead.
[groans] Dr. Prince.
Yeah, put him through.
Dan?
Hello?
Hello?
Damn it!
It isn't the car.
It's that patient.
What's happening with him, Stuart?
All right.
Don't forget, Dad, soccer.
Got it.
Pancakes?
Uh.
Better grab some cereal.
Two people?
Jesus Christ, this guy is dangerous.
Can't you do anything?
- Of course not.
- Can't you just call the police?
Honey, I can't do
anything about past crimes.
Yeah, but this is our
This
I shouldn't have told you.
Stop it.
He asked me to help him heal.
Help him heal?
It's my job.
Come on!
Sisi!
Where's my dad's g*n?
I got rid of it.
What?
Years ago, because of Reagan.
You told me to.
Honey!
I don't want a hug.
I want a f*cking g*n.
I can handle him.
Quit acting like the hero.
But Daddy is the hero.
[Sisi] We've arrived at
ice cream for breakfast?
Daddy's famous blueberry pancakes.
Bye.
Bye.
Hey, I'm going to have you
take the bus home after work.
What are you working on?
My show.
I want you to get right on the bus.
No fooling around, OK?
Mhm.
OK.
Wendy, I swear, if she acts irresponsible
with the key, I will take it off her.
Please, I really want Carly
one more night a week.
Because I love her.
Please.
Don't hang up.
Don't... sh*t.
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!
[sigh]
Dr. Prince.
I'll need to see a photo ID.
[sigh] Jesus Christ.
You know, I send patients
here all the g*dd*mn time.
But I don't know you, Dr. Prince,
and you're self-prescribing.
[sigh]
That's good.
Good.
- This...
- No.
No, no, no.
Just keep it.
Sorry.
[Dr. Grant Narrison] Psychologic
pain leads to a host of manifestations.
Violence is one of them.
And yet, most patients who suffer from
significant mental illness are not violent.
They're more likely to
be victims of violent crime
than to be perpetrators of it.
Today, though, we are going to focus
on that narrow percentage who are violent,
because the mental health professional
who is trained to identify and manage
the violent patients, can put into
place processes to mitigate that violence
and ameliorate any damage to themselves,
to the patients and to society at large.
Dr. Mallo and I go way back.
About a week before he was k*lled, he tells
me about this paranoid patient he has.
You know the Oakland Park murders?
Mm.
This guy describes the
entire thing to Gene, in detail.
Why did Gene tell you?
I think because the more
he learned about the murders,
the more he knew the more
dangerous that knowledge became, right?
- Why didn't he just go to the police?
- He said the patient was insistent.
He was adamant he would never k*ll again.
That's the prototypical
dangerous patient.
Well, that's disturbing.
Gets weirder.
Then, Gene runs into this
guy, the patient, at the opera.
But Gene's a pro, so he just
says, Hi, Dan, keeps walking.
After a few steps, he hears the patient's
friend say, why did he call you Dan?
Who the hell is Dan?
So Dan wasn't even his real name?
Jesus, I would have chucked
the career and called the cops.
Did he ever find out his real name?
No.
Then what?
And then, he was m*rder*d.
You OK?
Yeah.
Yeah, I just...
I think I must have
eaten something strange.
Physician, heal thyself.
Listen, why do you think that
his patient was the m*rder*r?
The day after he was
k*lled, I went to the police.
You went to the police?
And the detective said, why the
hell didn't you do something sooner?
Why did you wait this long to come to me?
What could you have done?
Obviously, the ethically correct
answer to that question is nothing.
You never go to the police.
I don't know.
Sisi's on a tear.
She's freaked out.
Why's that?
I have a...
Patient?
You're discussing a patient with her?
Obviously, the ethically
correct answer is no, of course,
I never discuss my
patients with anyone, but...
Listen, why don't I go
get a bottle of dry ros,
and go see Sisi about her art
and some stress management?
Do you know him?
It looks like maybe you do too?
What the hell? Is he your patient?
Stuart, what the hell is going on?
Are you in danger?
I have to go.
I have...
[g*n firing]
That's the 9mm.
It's lighter, less kick.
No, I think this is good.
Wrap it up.
You want anything to go with it?
a*mo?
Oh, yeah.
That's probably a good idea.
How long is this going to take?
Well, I got to do some paperwork.
I have to do a background check and, oh,
and I need to see your driver's license.
Oh, uh, it's in the car.
I'll just, I'll go get it.
Can you hold that for me?
I'll be right back.
Um, could I give you a hand?
No, I got it.
Sorry.
Are you an electrician?
Glass artist.
What sort of work do you do?
Vessels.
Vases, bowls, sculptures.
This stuff is for the
armature, for sculptures.
The armature.
OK, that's $25.75.
Where might somebody
see some of your work?
- I'm having a show at The Glass Center.
- Garfield?
Yep.
My first in a while.
You know, I've been
reading about those attacks too.
It's just madness.
Oh.
I mean, it's just a matter of
time before he does it again, right?
Yeah.
Bye bye.
Oh, hey, you got a sign.
Oh, sorry about that.
- See ya.
- Bye.
Take care.
Look, you're auditing,
but I have to go study.
Where do you live?
Near Oakland Park.
Can I carry your books?
Sure.
[laughs] You know the girl
who got k*lled in the park?
She lived in the next block.
I used to say hi to her all the time.
This is me.
When I heard the screams, I
was on the front porch here.
I went inside, and I locked the door.
You know, there's
nothing you could have done.
There's no way you could have stopped it.
- I don't know, the park's right there.
If I had called the police
or screamed or something.
It's not your fault. It's nobody's
fault but the guy who did it.
OK, Ashley!
Good job, ladies!
[whistle blowing]
Hey, great game, kiddo.
Thank you. I gotta get to a bathroom.
OK.
Reagan!
What the hell?
You didn't answer me.
Dad, I didn't hear you.
Let's go.
I have to go to the bathroom.
Hello.
Carly, this is a friend, Dr. Prince.
Hi, Carly.
- This is Reagan.
- Hello, Reagan.
- Hey, you guys played great.
- You two.
Better get in line.
Ow! Dad, I'm just trying
to go to the bathroom.
We don't have time now!
What... what...
Darling, let's go!
Oh my God, Dad, we were just
talking. You did not have to come in.
What were you talking about?
She wanted to know how
you know her dad, that's all.
I said, what does your dad do?
What did you tell her?
I said it was a secret.
Damn it!
Those were her exact words?
You... look at me!
Did you tell her anything else?
[Stuart] Did she say why it was a secret?
Are you absolutely, absolutely
sure that she didn't say anything else?
First, I'm going to make a short stack of
Daddy's famous, with extra blueberries.
And then, I'm going to apologize again.
She wants cereal.
I'll make it.
All I said was sh*t, OK?
No, that's not true. I did
not go all the way in there.
Uh... I'm not calling her a liar,
but I did not go all the way in there.
All right?
Well, damn it, if you'd
just been there yourself.
You know what I mean? If you had
been there, we wouldn't have this problem.
Idiot!
Wendy?
Wen... [sigh]
[loud heart beat]
[g*n fires]
[police sirens]
Oh my God!
Stu?
Yeah?
Grant Harrison was k*lled tonight.
What?
He's dead!
He tried to call me tonight.
Why did he call me?
[heavy breathing]
You OK?
I told him that you were upset.
He said that he would talk to you.
[Reagan] Daddy, I can't sleep.
I need the story about the man
who fell in love with the elephant.
I'll go.
No, it's my story.
And tied peanuts to it, and presented
it to the elephant who said, of course,
I will marry you.
And they lived hap-peanutly ever after.
Are you and Mommy getting divorced?
No, absolutely not.
But I heard you arguing.
I think we were just talking too loud.
Sweetie, I love your
mommy, and she loves me.
Will you stay here until I fall asleep?
Sure.
[humming]
You are a real artist.
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Oh.
You almost ran this
over last time I saw you.
How did you find me?
I went to The Glass Center
in Garfield, like you said.
I wanted to leave it there,
but they wouldn't take it.
So I asked them where
your studio was, and I
guess they didn't know
it's in your house. [Laughs]
I tore the house apart
looking for that, so thanks.
You're welcome.
Joel, by the way.
Sisi Prince.
Yeah, on the card.
Yeah.
This is really special.
Yeah, it's a good studio.
Sorry, Joel Kennedy.
I'm a psychiatric care
worker up at the VA in Butler.
Oh, my husband's a psychiatrist.
Do you know him?
Stuart?
Stuart Prince, no, no.
Huh, what are the odds?
Small world.
Yeah, and what a scary time
to be doing what we're doing.
Right. Yeah, I should
really get back to...
And with what happened to Grant
Harrison, and, who's the guy up north?
- What was his name?
- I don't know.
Mallo. That's it, Mallo.
Did you know that the newspaper
said it's probably one of his patients
that k*lled him.
Has your husband ever had
somebody who, you know?
- Stuart never discusses his patients.
- Sorry, of course not.
Of course not. I was
just trying to imagine.
I mean, imagine having a patient
blurt out something like, I k*lled a man.
I mean, that would be really scary.
[laughs] Some of the doctors
I work with, they're carrying.
I mean, you guys don't
have any g*ns, do you?
Who are you?
Joel Kennedy.
No.
No, you're him.
Him who?
Stay the f*ck away from my family.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, lady.
You need to leave.
You need to put that down.
f*ck you!
Ah!
[glass breaking]
f*ck.
f*ck.
- Damn it!
- Hey!
Hey!
[screams] Get the f*ck out of here.
Get out of here!
You'll never see me again.
f*cking, mother f*ck!
[knocking]
Hey, Dr. Prince, you busy in there?
I was wondering if I
could take off a little early.
I have a psychology test tomorrow.
Uh, sure.
Of course, go ahead.
I hope you feel better.
Uh, could you let
the calls go to service?
Yeah.
[sigh]
He break in?
He just came in. He wanted
to know if we had a g*n.
- And you attacked him with a, what?
- A torch, but it disconnected.
- Oh, and the flame went out.
- Then, he just left.
- What did your husband say about it?
- I haven't been able to reach him.
He's not picking up.
What do you know about this guy?
If it is that guy, what makes
you think he's dangerous?
Oh, my God.
Nothing, I know nothing.
How do we even know
this is your husband's patient?
He's the last patient of the day.
First thing, we're going to talk
about what happened in soccer.
It's not going to happen again.
That's all I'm going to say about it.
My daughter doesn't know
that I'm seeing a shrink.
So when the two of them were
in there that long, I panicked.
OK.
Doc, I want to go back to Oakland Park.
I want to see how it feels.
What do you think you're
going to get out of that?
Not alone.
I want to go with you.
Our sessions take place here.
I read that when people, with
their shrink, go back to a place
where something happened, it can help.
Most of the patient has
worked on his problem for a while.
How long?
In depth.
I've done that.
This is our fourth session.
[sigh]
Do you want another water?
Yeah.
I've been in therapy before.
Where?
Town about two hours north of here.
I went to that sh*thole twice
a week, and all I ever asked
for that guy was he respect my privacy.
What's he do? Calls me paranoid.
Is that a diagnosis?
I don't think so.
And then, guess what I find out?
He's spying on me.
Why do you think that?
Think it?
I knew it.
He followed me, to an opera, OK?
How am I supposed to trust that
this guy's not going to go to the cops?
- If he was your therapist, he wouldn't.
- Say his name.
Go ahead.
So tell me what happened next.
I got a g*n.
I learned the layout of his house.
And on Halloween, I broke in the
back door, and I shot him in the hall.
Don't worry, Doc.
That all happened in the past.
Won't happen again.
Ugh.
So, we OK?
How do you know Grant Harrison?
How do you?
You know what, Doc?
I think today's session is over.
Dad, I have four questions.
Um, just a second, honey.
Oh!
Oh my God, you got it.
It's heavy.
Is it loaded?
Yeah.
Your patient k*lled Grant and
the other psychiatrist, didn't he?
It's been all over the news. I
don't know what he actually did.
Then why did you buy the f*cking g*n?
You wanted it.
A guy named Joel dropped
by, found my credit card.
Walked right into the studio
to talk about the murders.
- What did he look like?
- Dark hair.
- That could be anybody.
- It's the same f*cking guy!
OK!
I called the police.
Oh, sh*t!
I don't care anymore!
What did you tell them? What?
I protected your f*cking career.
[engine starting]
m*therf*cker!
- That's him!
- No, stop, stop!
[Sisi] Why are you here? [Stuart] Stop it!
[g*n fire]
Did you sh**t at the car?
You guys were supposed
to be watching him.
We were, all night.
His car was right there.
Right there.
Look, I get you're afraid.
Look at... look at my studio!
This was my sanctuary, Stuart.
I'll never be able to work here
again without worrying about him.
Do you have any idea how that feels?
I want you...
No!
I want this f*ck out of our lives.
I want you to screw your damn
rule and tell the police everything.
I want to do my work.
I want my kid safe.
I want my husband back.
Do something.
Anything.
I'm going to fix this.
[glass shatters]
I'm late.
You know Jake Brzezinski?
Who?
He's your 4 o'clock.
[sigh] There's always
a story behind the story.
That's the one I want you to give me.
121 Clover Lane.
That's his address.
- So?
- Check it out.
Find out who this guy really is.
If I'm right and he's lying
to you, we trade information.
I'm the principal at Elwood
Elementary, over in O'Hara.
Directions to 121 Clover Lane.
[knocking]
[heavy breathing] Jesus.
[music playing]
[phone vibrating]
Ugh, Mom.
Hello?
Mom, he's not here.
I know, I know.
Don't open the door for strangers.
Dad, are you home?
Hey, Darling.
Yeah, Daddy just needs a minute.
[sigh]
Carly Brzezinski, I need to see you!
What were you doing in here?
I wasn't in there.
This room is off limits, always.
Never again.
Do you need to use the
bathroom before we go?
No, and I wasn't in there!
[screams] Dad, there's
someone in the house!
Hey, m*therf*cker!
You're messing with the
wrong m*therf*cker, pal!
[grunts]
[grunts]
[grunts]
Ugh!
Ugh!
f*ck!
f*ck!
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.
Doing OK?
All right then.
Oh, I heard this thing was somewhere here.
Where's it at?
Jimmy.
Hey, Jimmy.
Wow!
[Stuart] Been a while.
Yeah.
How you been, bro?
I've had better days.
What you drinking?
Just a rye, neat.
Coming right up.
So, Doc, what you
doing up in God's country?
Oh, you know, sometimes you just
need a long drive to clear your head.
Looks like the drive didn't do sh*t.
What's up?
I might need your help.
There's this guy.
Someone giving you a hard time?
And my family.
What about the cops?
It's not a cop kind of thing.
Yo, Jimmy, can we
have another round here?
[sigh]
This guy solves problems.
Thanks.
You sure you want to do it this way?
It's my family, Jimmy.
I don't know what else to do.
Man, I'd still be in prison right
now if it wasn't for you believing in me.
This whole place, it's all mine.
You and me, we family.
I take care of mine.
One more for the road.
[Stuart] Sorry about the reschedule.
- Yeah, take a f*cking aspirin next time.
What's going on?
Yesterday, some as*h*le broke into
my house and scared my kid half to death.
They steal anything?
No, no, they didn't
f*cking steal anything.
- Well, then that's good, right?
- Really?
Now, Carly's afraid to see me
and my ex is on the warpath.
That's good?
I'm sorry.
You should be!
What the f*ck are you doing?
You keeping my secrets,
or you trying to hurt me?
Have you told anybody about this?
I would never do that.
My job is to help you.
You know what, Doc?
Let's just forget about today's session.
I'm not feeling it.
OK, that's my silly life.
What about you?
- Mm...
- Oh!
No, tell me about your horrible boss.
- Kevin, I don't want to talk about him.
Come on, you said he was a big jerk.
I want to know.
I'm trying to give a sh*t.
No, I'm sorry, I'm not
trying to give a sh*t.
I give a sh*t.
Um...
You ready?
Yeah, can I get another Pinot, please?
Well, he's a psychiatrist.
And this is a little bit embarrassing,
but when I first started working for him,
I had a crush on him, which is why I
decided to take that psychology class.
And then one day, he kissed me.
Oh, did he now?
He told me he was separated,
so I invited him over for drinks.
And he brought one of those
French rolling pins, you know,
like we used to make the croissants...
- In the place, right.
Yeah.
- And a little apron.
I did think it was a little
weird, but I thought, whatever.
So, anyway, yes, we have a drink.
I try to kiss him, and
then he starts freaking out.
- Freaking out how?
- Oh, you know, you can't tell anyone.
I mean it.
My wife can't find out. He lied.
- He wasn't separated.
- Huh.
So I told him to take his
stupid presents and get out.
Why are you still working for him?
Because I have to work, and
I feel like sh*t about that night.
Quit the job.
I need a job, and he's
been cool ever since.
No, you don't understand.
Something terrible is going
to happen with this guy.
You have to hear me.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what just happened there,
but you can't tell me who I can work for.
I don't want that in a relationship.
- Hillary, listen.
I'm going to go, and you're
not going to walk me home.
- Hey.
- You OK?
Yeah.
Sorry.
[loose cattle, "sidewalk
chicken"] It's that sidewalk chicken.
Sidewalk chicken
Finger lickin'
Sidewalk chicken
You know it's greasy,
you know it's no good
Know when you're
done, well, it's understood
That it's sidewalk chicken, oh yeah
I know a girl from around the way
Take what she wants
and throws the rest away
Don't bother to apologize
You give her love,
she tries it on for size
So sad, sorry to say
I knew that girl from around the
way she likes the sidewalk chicken
Unzip your jacket.
Are you Al?
Lose the hood and
unzip your f*cking jacket.
You hungry?
Bobby, eggs in sauce.
Drink up.
Ah.
So you never told me your name.
Ryan.
You take care of him, Ryan.
Um.
Ryan, you want to tell
me about that silver Benz
that's parked a couple blocks up?
Looks like you got personal plates on that.
Vanity plates, with like, initials.
I don't remember seeing
the letter R, though.
How do you know it's my car?
Benz kind of sticks out
around here, don't you think?
It's OK.
You want to be called Ryan.
I'll call you Ryan.
I trust you, you trust me.
I don't trust you, I know
the car and I know the plate.
OK.
I'm a doctor, and I
recently have a new patient.
Why don't you skip it?
Just give me the headline.
Jake Brzezinski, 121 Clover Lane.
Just to be perfectly clear here, so
we don't have any misunderstandings,
you want this Brzezinski gone, right?
He threatened my
family, came to my house.
All right.
Tomorrow, you show up here
with an envelope with 15 large.
Wait, $15,000?
- Lower your f*cking mouth.
- Sorry!
Sorry!
OK.
OK.
I'm good.
I'll meet you tomorrow.
This Brzezinski, it's a dude, right?
Yeah, Jake.
All right.
Tomorrow, 9 o'clock.
Take that beer with you on your way out.
This meeting is adjourned.
Yes, I'm sure it was Prince.
It was
Hey!
[gasp]
- Did you get a good look at me?
No, the other guy.
The other guy!
[gasping]
[bone crack]
Reagan turned in her interview today.
It was really good.
You never read it, and
she's so disappointed.
[Reagan] Dad!
Dad!
Come read my report.
Daddy!
[Sisi] Who are you?
[Reagan] Daddy, come on!
[Sisi] Oh, God.
This is so f*cked up.
Coming, honey!
[weather reporter on TV] The pollution
index is high today, in the 'burbs.
Those of you who have breathing
problems, don't overdo it out there.
Otherwise, it's a sunny day.
The temperature's well above
normal for this time of year.
It sits high today, in the mid 50s,
dropping down into the 40s overnight.
Sorry, I was so dead tired last night.
Beautiful.
B-U-T
Start over.
[Reagan] B-U
Stuart, can you turn off the
TV so Reagan can concentrate?
Your daughter has a spelling test.
[news reporter on TV] We
now go to field reporter Robbie
Roberts, who has more on this story.
I'm Robbie Roberts, reporting live on
Nixon Street, where my colleague, City Trib
reporter, Traci Richter's body was found.
Police say there are no
suspects, but that her body
was found inside of a dumpster, concealed
Jesus Christ.
Stuart!
Ms. Richter worked for the
City Trib for over nine years.
Don't tell me to shush. Turn it off.
Daddy, please.
Shut the f*ck up!
[news reporter on TV]
Yet another senseless,
unexplained m*rder, in
a town already unsettled
by so many seemingly random killings.
Don't come back until you are you again.
Damn you, Stuart.
[sigh] There's
something I gotta tell you.
[phone ringing]
[Dan on phone] Hello, Doctor.
I got a message to call you.
[Dan on phone] Yeah, I don't
want to wait till our next session.
I want you and me to go to Oakland Park.
Done.
You good for Thursday?
[Dan on phone] Yeah, sure.
Why did you change your mind?
I didn't.
It's a bad idea.
Well, you heard me say
it, and you won't let it go.
- You got it? - I got a couple questions.
- No, no, no.
When I say you got it, you
show me the f*cking money.
Pay him.
What happened with that reporter?
She got a pretty sweet
look at you and me last night.
You didn't have to k*ll her.
Give me that f*cking money right now.
Ow.
No more questions, Stuart.
Yeah, I know your name, Stewie.
And I know you got a sweet
piece of a*s for a wife too.
I bet she's a screamer, isn't she?
- All right.
And Reagan.
That's your kid's name,
isn't it? I bet she's a spinner.
Does she spin?
f*ck you!
f*ck you!
You leave my f*cking family out of this.
You know what? Just forget
the whole f*cking thing. Ow!
- God!
- Here's what I'm going to do, Stuart.
I'm going to go over to Clover Lane
and park outside Brzezinski's house.
I'm going to polish
off a bottle of bourbon,
and I'm going to get to know the man.
And I need to know that you
aren't going to cause me any trouble.
You're breaking my hand!
Nah. [Bone crack]
Ugh!
That's breaking your hand.
Ah!
Ugh!
[groaning]
He's got it.
[groaning]
[panting]
[weather reporter on TV]
It's a chilly night out there.
Will reach a low of 42, so bundle up.
Tomorrow's forecast is cloudy, with a 40%
chance of rain, a high in the upper 60s,
and a low in the mid 40s.
Now, for breaking news.
[news reporter on TV] Police
are reporting one person was hurt
and another k*lled in a sh**ting that
appears now to be a domestic quarrel
I don't care about that. Where is it?
[news reporter on TV] leaving
a woman dead on Scenery Hill.
I'm on Clover Lane in Penn Hills,
where a single b*llet to the head
ended the life of Alvin Eggers, a career
criminal who spent most of his adult life
in and out of prison.
[dramatic music]
[sigh]
[door bell chime]
[solemn music]
Trying to be the best dad I can be.
I need to ask you something important.
So will you listen to me?
Um, I have a new friend.
I was hoping, really hoping,
that you'd be willing to meet her.
You said people don't
change, just the way they are.
Yeah, I said that.
You know you're the most
important thing in my life, right?
I promise you, I can change.
Hey.
Hey.
Carly, this is my friend, Hillary.
And Hillary, this is my daughter, Carly.
It's so nice to meet you.
So what would you guys think
if we went and got some cannoli?
Yes!
- I want both.
- Yes, great.
Let's do it. Wanna go?
Yeah!
[suspenseful music]
We can get a cab, if you want.
Dan!
Or is it Joel, or Kevin, or Jake?
It's Jake.
Doc, come on.
This is between me and you.
Just let her go.
Walk.
Sometimes, you gotta
be tough, so be a tough girl.
You tell her about all
the people you m*rder*d?
We both know who the m*rder*r is.
I know what you did.
And I know it all started
with a terrible accident.
And then, one thing just led to another.
[loud scream]
You're not this guy.
You're not.
Give me the g*n.
No.
Stuart, talk to me before
somebody else gets hurt.
Stop! [g*n fire]
[loud scream]
Ah!
[groans]
I really, really, really need
you not to scream again.
Do you understand me?
Give me that g*n.
[panting] I'm a cop, Stuart.
What?
I'm an undercover detective.
sh*t!
Oh my God.
I thought... I thought you were
some as*h*le trying to blackmail me.
You can't just sh**t me.
Were you here?
Did you see me?
Then how did you end up in my office?
There was a chart on Mallo's desk.
Had your name on it, scratched
out, and Dan was written right there.
But we weren't sure.
He was investigating me.
I wasn't paranoid.
You know, you should
have been because if you'd
kicked me out when I asked
you to shred those notes,
you never would have seen me again.
- Stop talking.
[Jake] You k*lled Al Eggers.
He threatened my family.
[Jake] You k*lled Graham Harrison.
He knew.
No, he didn't, but he
trained me to be you.
And you k*lled Doc Mallo.
He knew.
He did!
He did.
Yeah, he did know that you
k*lled two innocent people, right here.
You can't prove that.
I hear you're pretty good in the kitchen.
What?
Ugh.
No, stay down.
Sisi knows.
No, no.
You're lying.
- Stay down.
- You did read the paper today?
- What the f*ck are you talking about?
- Reagan's interview.
My dad, the hero.
She won.
She did?
Yeah.
You put the window down and let my daughter
go, because that's what a hero would do.
God, shut up!
This is between you and me!
[g*n fire]
[loud scream] Please, let her go.
Jake!
Hillary, move!
Drop the g*n!
Put it down.
Or sh**t me.
Stu, look at me.
Look at me.
Please.
This is your fault.
[gasp]
[g*n fire]
[screams]
Dad!
Jake!
[groaning]
I didn't know you knew
how to make pancakes.
Daddy wrote me a letter.
It was in the pan.
Is this it?
Mhm.
Dear Reagan, if you're reading this
letter, something bad has happened to me.
And you know I did some terrible things.
I tried to fix everything, but I couldn't.
Some day, I hope you will forgive me.
Remember, I love you and Mommy.
It would have been...
Nice to be your hero.
All I really wanted, though,
was just to be your daddy.
I know you and Mommy will
always take care of each other.
Love you, Daddy.
Daddy was sick.
Not bad.
That's right.
OK, I'm going to get the blueberries.
I think we should
try the chocolate chips.
It might be better.
I think so too.
I'm an undercover cop.
I guess you knew that from the papers.
The rolling pin murders.
Yeah, it was a very
expensive French rolling pin.
Marble.
I went so far down into my job,
into what I do, I k*lled my marriage.
Hm.
Um, I got a terrific girlfriend
now, who I'd like to hang on to and...
But my daughter is scared to even see me.
I gotta get her back into my life.
I'll do anything.
OK, do you mind if I
jot down a few notes?
Oh, no problem.
Like I said, I've never
really been in therapy before.
[somber music]
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