05x11 - I'll Tell You No Lies

[bunniefuu]

I just can't, uh, shake the feeling

that he's gonna show up here sooner or later.

Gee, am I early?

Who's this guy the police are looking for?

Chip. He's my husband.

What do they want him for?

For k*lling Ciji.

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[creaking]

[gasps]

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[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Morrison!

What do you think you're doing?

My job, Mrs. Roberts. I'm doing my job.

Don't you ever give up?

Not when there's a k*ller on the loose.

Because you let him slip through.

Face it, Morrison. You had him and you blew it.

What...

A-anything, Charlie?

There's a spot back there where the brush looks trampled,

but it's too thick for tracks.

It could have been an animal.

Why don't you just get out of here now?

Instead of harassing me, you should--

I am not harassing you, alright?

Oh, yeah? What do you call this?

You already searched the ranch once.

-You didn't find anything. -Mrs. Huey?

Why can't you just leave me alone?

Look, Detective Morrison,

I don't know what you think you're doing,

but cop or no cop, you're trespassing.

I don't remember inviting you on to this property.

Well, your husband did.

Well, then let's go talk to him.

Alright, good.

Charlie, you work your way to the stables.

I'll meet you up there.

I don't know...

Thanks.

Ooh, this is beautiful.

You did a good job with this inventory.

Thanks.

[piano music]

You know how to play?

No, not really.

Uh, Cathy,

did you ever think about singing?

I mean, you seemed to get into pretending to the other night.

-I just thought... -Oh, I've, uh...

I fantasized about being a rock star.

[chuckles] When I was in high school, we had a band,

these, uh, three guys and me.

Yeah? What happened?

Nothing. I don't think I was very good.

Well, maybe you just need a little help.

No, I think I needed a little more talent.

Gary?

-Any luck? -Not yet.

If he's here, I want him found.

If he's here, he will be.

Your ranch hand, uh, could have seen a dr*fter

or another worker just sneaking off for a break.

[Gary] But you don't think so?

I want to post one of my men out here for the next few days.

Fine.

You really think that's necessary?

Roberts is a fugitive, Mrs. Ewing.

He needs clothing, money.

There's no telling where he might turn up, what he might do.

He's k*lled once. Now he's desperate.

He has nothing to lose by k*lling again.

Detective Morrison is offering us protection.

We're accepting.

Honey, I know it makes you uncomfortable,

but I don't...

I don't see how we can refuse.

This isn't gonna cut it.

Mack, I've been out of circulation for five years now.

Wolfbridge might be completely legitimate, for all I know.

-When you were with them... -Mack...

Ask him about the Farnsworth Manor land scandal.

I already did. Where were you?

When you were with them,

was the Wolfbridge group laundering its cash

through union pension funds?

-Yes, but-- -And this attorney, uh...

-The attorney. -Who?

Karen, give me the notes.

Karen.

-Huh? -My notes.

Oh.

Ask Tom about the Farnsworth Manor scandal.

I just did. I told you.

[chuckles] I forgot. I'm sorry.

This attorney, Cavanaugh,

was he responsible for the laundering operation?

I don't know.

Tom, if I'm gonna make this speech work, this is important.

I gotta have the facts.

Mack, this speech is for the California Bar Association.

For God's sake, some of these guys are gonna be there.

And I'm gonna let them know.

If they profit by manipulation and abuse of the legal system,

they're gonna get busted just like you did.

Was Cavanaugh in charge?

I don't remember.

Your memory's getting pretty selective.

Yeah, well, five years in prison sort of teaches you--

I don't care! Was Cavanaugh in charge?

[Tom] I don't know.

We're gonna go roundy round on this.

If we're gonna have any kind of relationship,

and you're gonna get out of where you are,

you're gonna help me, or you get no help.

[Tom] I told you everything I know.

-[Mack] You haven't! -[Tom] Yeah, I have.

[Mack] Was Cavanaugh in charge?

-[Tom] I don't-- -[Mack] Was Cavanaugh in charge?

Hi.

-Who are you? -I'm Cathy Geary.

I work here. Gary hired me.

And you're, uh, Diana, right?

-Has anybody told you that-- -Yeah, everybody.

I've seen pictures of her,

but, um... Oh, you know how it is.

I mean, I just don't think we look that much alike.

Ciji's dead. You know that, don't you?

Yeah.

Hey, who's this guy the police are looking for?

Chip. He's my husband.

What do they want him for?

For k*lling Ciji.

You know, the Raiders play the Chargers three...

No, in the last three weeks, they play them twice.

-Want to go to a game? -Sure.

It's in the South Precinct, you know.

How you doing over there?

Comme ci, comme ca.

Actually, the polls have me ahead.

Great. I'll get four seats.

Sorry for the delay,

but the machine broke down again.

No problem, Barbara.

Barbara, where's the original on these?

-The original? -Yeah, all I have are copies.

Oh, I must have sent the original over by mistake.

Does it make a difference?

Sent the original over where by mistake?

To the Sumner campaign headquarters.

[Mack] Oh. Why?

Those were my instructions

to send over copies of everything

that goes in or out of this office.

Oh, I see.

When did you get those instructions?

The day I started.

I thought you knew.

That's alright. No problem. No problem. Thank you.

Come on. What the hell's going on?

My sentiments exactly.

I was just going to ask you the same question.

I honestly thought I was receiving those reports

with your blessings.

You know damn well you weren't.

And this commission is not an extension of your campaign.

Come on.

Well, I did set it up.

And that's where your involvement ended.

Either the commission's going to remain independent,

or it'll be done without me.

Oh, look, it's probably just some misunderstanding.

Somebody screwed up. I'll look into it.

I appreciate it.

That looks great. It's a really neat color. I like it.

Well, you better like it. It's going in your room.

-Where'd it come from? -The garage.

I've been meaning to paint it forever,

but I've just never gotten around to...

You got a problem?

Oh, I-I wanted you to look in my history paper.

See, I'm terrific at research,

but when it comes to, you know, style, forget it.

But it can wait till you're done with that.

Oh, no. Come on, let me see it.

I want to see just how terrific you are.

[chuckles nervously]

Let's see.

Eh, very good.

"Therefore..."

I don't believe I did that.

[laughs]

[both laugh]

What's so funny?

I'd rather not say.

Oh, oh, I'm sorry.

Lilimae, this is Mary-Frances Sumner.

-She's staying with us now. -Oh?

Nice to meet you, Mrs. Clements. I've heard a lot about you.

-Good or bad? -All good.

Hey, you're coming to the barbecue tonight, right?

-Am I still welcome? -Well, why wouldn't you be?

Well, after all that's goin' on.

Lilimae, you're more than welcome.

Oh!

I thought you'd bring the salad.

-Oh, alright. -Good.

-You could use some help. -Oh, I'd like that

-Karen? -Well, we'll go over this later.

-Okay. -Bye

Mrs. Clements, wait up.

-I'm gonna make pasta salad. -Oh, really?

-Yeah. -That should be good.

[both chuckle]

[sighs]

Well, it's not as bad as I thought.

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[horse neighing]

Hold.

That's pretty good.

About this morning, I should have told you

I'd called the police before they got here.

Forget it, Gary.

It's okay. Really, I understand.

Uh, Diana,

I'm only gonna ask you this once

and I want you to be straight with me.

-I want you tell me the truth. -What is it?

-Do you know where Chip is? -No, Gary, I don't.

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Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping in distance]

[horse neighing in distance]

You enjoy your work, Morrison?

I love it.

You having a picnic?

You picked up on that right away.

I guess that's why you're such a great detective.

-It's a lot of food. -Well, I'm very hungry.

This chicken looks real delicious here.

It is.

[Valene] No, you don't.

-[Ben] I do. -[Valene] You do not.

Well, Karen believes in him.

And Mack would never have taken the job on the crime commission

if Sumner was so bad.

That's another thing. The crime commission.

Since when has Greg Sumner ever been a law and order candidate?

And why is it that you always suspect the worst?

-It's part of my job. -Oh, you're such a pessimist.

Skeptic.

Listen, the man has reversed himself

on too many issues in this campaign

for me to be anything but suspicious of it.

Well, I want you to keep your suspicions

to yourself tonight, okay?

I want us to have a nice, friendly evening.

with Karen and Mack. Hi.

I've always liked Greg Sumner.

I've followed the man's political career

since he ran for city council in '66.

-[Mary-Frances] Oh, '68. -'68.

The fact is he's always based his campaigns

on environmental causes and on social programs.

Oh, and don't forget civil liberties,

judicial reform, consumer issues, and corporate abuses.

I'm an expert on Gregory Sumner.

[Mack] I always wanted the big guy to play in New York.

[Ben] Yeah. They need the strength under the boards.

Yeah, well, when did you become a Laker fan?

About four hours ago.

[Mack chuckles]

I promised Valene I would stay away

from more controversial subjects.

Good, good. Come on, do your job.

I need some more sauce... before it burns.

[Lilimae] Well, this is turning into a lovely evening.

I can't remember the last time

we've all gotten together like this.

-Can you, Karen? -Yes, it's been a long time.

I thought maybe Diana would be joining us.

-Mama. -Oh... Karen, I'm sorry.

I'll get the glasses.

-Oh! -What's the matter with you?

[whispering] I said I was sorry.

Karen?

Karen.

I'm fine.

What can I do?

Get the ice.

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Listen, if you could meet me a few minutes early

at the architect's office tomorrow,

we could finish up these specifications there.

Uh, is there something else?

Yeah. This.

Well, can't this wait?

Are you expecting someone?

What is this?

It's the, uh, bottling plant I've been researching.

-Why is it for sale? -Red ink.

Oh, look, it's not for lack of business.

The orders are there.

It's poor management that got it in trouble.

You know, you said you wanted to diversify,

you know, expand Ewing Enterprises' holdings

beyond California.

Well, get me the financial statements

on the company for the last five years,

and I really do think we've covered enough ground

for one day now.

Abby, if you want me to leave,

why don't you just ask me to leave?

-Leave. -Okay.

[sighs]

-Am I interrupting something? -Oh, of course not. Come in.

I'm Lilimae Clements, and I know who you are, Mr. Sumner.

I see you on the news all the time.

Well, you're just in time for dinner.

Well, it's nice to meet you, Mrs. Clements.

Uh, actually, I can't stay.

Uh, I was just wondering, is Mack here?

Oh, he's on the patio.

-After you. -Oh.

[exhales]

I think the rate is something

like a ten and two record this year.

He'll go all the way.

Well, when are these gonna be ready?

Soon, son, soon. Get lost.

-He's a big baseball fan. -Mack, look who's here.

-Hi. -Hey!

-Mack. -Greg Sumner. You know Ben?

Ben, Greg.

-Uh, would you like a beer? -I'd love one.

Hey, Ben, do me a favor, huh?

Tell the ladies this is almost ready.

Sure.

Excuse me.

I just wanted to let you know that I, uh, got to the bottom

of our little misunderstanding.

Yeah? I'm listening.

Well, it was an overzealous aide.

She thought that the information the commission was collecting

would be helpful to my campaign.

I had her sent back Sacramento.

The whole thing shouldn't have happened in the first place.

What can I say?

-Mack... -Thank you.

...aren't you going to ask Mr. Sumner to join us?

Oh, no, really, I can't.

Oh! Oh, there's plenty of food.

Uh... Now, I bet you can't get a good meal like this

at any of those fancy banquets you go to.

That sounds tempting, but I do have a prior commitment.

Hello, sweetheart.

Don't get offended, Lilimae.

Dad uses that excuse on everybody.

See, politicians never have time for their family.

Well, it just so happens that I'm running

a little ahead of schedule.

I think I'll stick around.

Good. There's plenty to eat.

You can stay as long as you want.

But the great ones always manage to find the time.

-Oh, I'll get you another plate. -Thank you.

I only eat chicken, by the way.

We got great ribs. Why don't you taste these?

[sighs]

[pencil clatters]

-[Chip] I'm starving. -Oh, I'm sorry I'm late.

I just couldn't get away.

We're leaving tonight.

We can't.

I already told you, Morrison has a man

posted out there 24 hours a day.

Believe me, it's too risky.

It's getting too risky to stay here.

One way or another, I'm getting out of here.

Tomorrow at the latest.

With or without you.

Without me?

Your choice.

[sighs] It's nothing.

I just need to unwind a little. That's all.

Okay.

I had a talk with Diana today about Chip.

I asked her if she'd heard from him,

if she had any idea where he might be.

That was a stupid thing to do.

He m*rder*d Ciji.

I was charged with his crime.

If talking to Diana about Chip upset her, that's too damn bad

because I want him caught, tried and punished

for what he put me and everybody else through.

-You understand that? -Yes, I do understand that.

And I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have said that.

-How did Diana react? -Said she hadn't heard from him.

I don't know, maybe I'm too close to her,

but I'll tell you, there was a moment there

where I thought maybe she was lying.

No.

Diana wouldn't lie about this.

[phone ringing]

Who did you stand up to be with us?

Nobody important.

It'll be worth it though to spend some time with you.

-How you doing? -Pretty good. How about you?

Good.

These MacKenzies they're great people, huh?

-Hmm. The Baja, huh? -Yeah.

-California? -Mm-hmm.

Buddy of mine keeps a boat there all winter long.

You know, I thought maybe the four of us just, uh...

-Yo, Mack? -Yeah, that sounds great.

Is it business if I ask you one question about Greg Sumner?

Here you go. As long as I don't hear it

on the 11 o'clock news, go ahead.

-Off the record. -Off the record?

-Right. -You sure?

sh**t.

Is your crime commission

the sore point between you and him?

[chuckles nervously]

The Baja, huh?

How big is your friend's boat in the Baja?

He's been very patient with me. He hasn't pushed at all.

In fact, I sort of had to push him.

-Oh? -Yeah.

-Well, good for you. -Yeah, good for me.

Ooh.

-Karen? -Yeah?

-What's wrong? -Oh, it's nothing.

No, I don't mean just now. You're not yourself lately.

Oh? Who am I? [chuckles]

I don't know. Look, I know you're upset about Diana,

and I can't blame you for that.

but, are you sure that's all it is?

[sighs]

I'm a little tired, that's all.

I mean, between running the dealership

and being a sounding board to Mack,

and then getting Mary-Frances settled...

I guess it's all catching up with me.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Hey, I'm fine.

Okay.

[instrumental music]

Abby?

Abby.

Goodnight.

[instrumental music]

I've missed you.

[crickets chirping]

[instrumental music]

You won't be out of place at all.

It's called a conference, but it's really just an excuse

for three days of skiing, and eating, and playing.

[chuckles]

But I don't even know how to ski.

-I'll teach you. -Where?

It's in, uh, Mammoth. It's about--

I know where Mammoth is.

-Mama. -Huh?

-It's getting late. -Well, I'm not tired, Valene.

Of course, if I'm bothering you...

No, it is getting late. I better go.

-Wa-- -Goodnight, Ben.

[Valene sighs]

Mama, Ben and I would like a little time to ourselves.

Now, don't you think that you could finish that upstairs?

No, it's okay. Really.

Val, I've got a meeting tomorrow morning at the station.

So, uh...

-Mrs. Clements. -Uh-huh.

Ben.

It's a terrible way to say goodnight.

-I know. -I don't want to do this.

But it's not worth getting upset about.

We had a good day, and...

I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh...

Okay.

-Go on. Goodnight. -Goodnight.

Mama?

Thanks.

Mrs. Ewing, we need to talk.

-Really? About what? -Everything.

Well, that's a lot.

And, uh, since I have a meeting in the office

in less than an hour,

I'm afraid it's gonna have to wait.

Well, I really don't think it should.

Well, it's going to have to,

because I don't want to talk about it now.

I don't think you understand.

-Hi, honey. -Hi.

Um, Cathy and I were just

talking about getting to know each other better.

-Oh, great. -But I've got to run right now.

-Bye. -See ya. Have a good one.

-Ready to ride? -Yeah, sure.

Come on.

Oh, you know that mare you were talking about?

Uh, I had a vet out take a look at her,

and he found her foreleg was kinda swollen.

[Cathy] Oh, it'll need to be wrapped.

-I'll take care of it. -[Gary] Okay.

Oh, I found that rabid...

-[Gary] Yeah? -[Cathy] Yeah...

-Chip, what are you doing? -Hi, hon.

Have you gone crazy?

Morrison could come back at any time.

The other cop is still on the ranch.

Gary's beginning to act suspicious.

Who knows what else could go wrong?

Hey, hey, relax.

Nothing's gonna go wrong. I saw you coming.

I can see in every direction from here.

Chip, we've got to get back inside.

Nobody's gonna catch me.

They can't. It's my karma.

-Everything set? -I need more time.

Things are beginning to get complicated.

You're not changing your mind, are you?

Oh, of course not.

I love you, and I want to be with you always.

But I still have to go to the bank

and to the airport to get the tickets.

There's still so much that I have to do.

And I need at least one more night

to make sure I have that cop's routine down,

so that when we leave, there won't be any surprises.

[horse neighs]

[dramatic music]

We've got to get out of here, fast.

Well, what can I tell you?

Your source fell through. It happens.

Well, we'll just have to be more resourceful then, won't we?

You know, if you lower the density, you wouldn't

have to worry about a variance to build on Lotus Point.

If you lower the density, you lower the profits.

Then cut your losses while there's still time.

Scuttle the project altogether.

I refuse to let Lotus Point slip away.

If you make any kind of move

without the Coastal Commission's approval,

you're gonna be in litigation for the next ten years.

Don't you think I know that, Laura?

[phone ringing]

Elizabeth, the phone's ringing.

Ewing Enterprises.

One moment. It's Gregory Sumner.

Tell him I'm in a meeting.

I'm sorry. She's in a meeting.

Oh. Well, I'll tell her.

He says it's important.

[sighs]

Elizabeth, take a message,

and take it in the other room.

Look, I've circled a date on my calendar.

The date that Lotus Point should be completed.

Now, one way or another,

by that date,

Lotus Point will be in full operation.

-Mama, he has settled down. -Don't be too sure.

But I am sure.

Look, this problem with you and Ben has got to stop.

I only want what's best for you.

No, you don't, Mama. You want what's easiest for you.

And what's that mean?

It means, Mama, that I know what I'm doing,

and this feels right.

Oh, you'll just end up getting hurt

all over again.

Fine, then I do.

But I'm not afraid of that anymore.

Valene, he lied to you.

No, he didn't, mama, and that was a long time ago.

Things have changed.

Yeah, I guess they changed while I was away.

[sighs] Mama, would you listen to me?

Ben makes me happy.

Now, can't you just be happy for me, too?

I can't stop you from seeing him.

But I don't have to like him.

[sighs]

-[Mack] Here you go. -[Michael] Yay.

-Oh. -[Eric] Five.

-Very nice. -[Mack] That's me, my friend.

-Uh, 250, 270. -[Eric] Oh, okay.

I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal with you.

I'll trade you Illinois Avenue for St. Charles.

No deals, no deals.

-Eric, that's a great deal. -It's real estate.

It'll give you all the red properties. That's a good deal.

-Park Place. -I know what I'm doing.

Park... Oh, wait a minute. Park Place.

-Uh, $350. -I'm gonna pass it.

-You're gonna pass? -[Mack] Pass? It's real estate.

Should I cash it? I don't have cash.

I mean, y-yo... How can you pass a Park Pla...

Well, you two guys are trying to lose.

-No, I'm not. -Why would we want to do that?

[Michael] So you can get out of here?

[Mack chuckles] You bet that's a good case, Eric.

[Michael] Well, are you?

[Mack laughs] Eric, that was me you kicked.

[all laughing]

-[Karen] Okay. -[Mary-Frances] Okay, alright.

-[Karen] Uh, a new roll. -[Mack] Play the game.

[instrumental music]

Let me see them.

-Why? -Let me see them.

I got them under the name Mr. and Mrs. Gilfoyle.

just like you told me to.

The money. Let me see the money, Diana.

It's $1,300.

That's all I had left after the airplane tickets.

It'll be enough to hold us over.

Hey, hey, hey. You did great.

You better take this, so you'll be on time.

Oh, wait, wait a minute, wait a minute.

What if Gary or Abby finds this on you?

Or Morrison?

I'll keep them.

Okay.

Now, are we in sync?

I circle back to the pump shed at 5:00.

I'll meet you there at 10 after 5.

Exactly. Don't be late.

I won't be late.

[instrumental music]

[bottles clatter]

Mama?

What are you doing?

I'm cleaning the refrigerator, sweet pea.

Yeah, I can see that, but... you don't have to do this.

[chuckles] You know, I found a dish of old Brunswick stew

way back in the refrigerator.

Oh, we must have forgotten about it.

Yeah, mama, I guess we did.

One day I sent Chip to the store with some money.

He was supposed to buy groceries for dinner.

And I gave him a $10 bill and a $20 bill.

And a few hours later, he came back with the groceries.

And he showed me the receipt.

And it was a little over $18.

He gave me the change. It was a dollar and silver.

-It was about $1.75. -Mm-hm.

And I said, "Chip, I gave you $30."

And he laughed and said, "Oh, no, you didn't, Lilimae.

You gave me a $20 bill."

Well, I wasn't about to argue with him.

I mean, maybe I didn't remember right.

I mean, maybe I did only give him $20.

Mama, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

What in the world does this have to do with anything?

I'm telling you a story.

I know that, mama, but Chip is gone.

That's all in our past.

Valene, are you telling me

that I must never mention Chip's name again?

No, mama, I'm not saying that.

I mean, am I supposed to pretend

that he was never part of our lives?

-No, mama. -Well, then what is it?

[instrumental music]

I don't know, mama.

I don't know, mama.

If I pleaded guilty, did my time,

and kept my mouth shut, they said there'd be

a job waiting for me when I got out.

It's time you take the Wolfbridge Group

up on their offer.

What are you, nuts?

-They find out-- -It's the only way.

I can't break them from the outside.

Well, I told you everything I know.

That doesn't mean a damn thing without physical evidence.

I can go and break the small rackets that the group operates,

but I want the guys in the boardroom.

It's too dangerous. Why should I?

Revenge is a good reason.

You took the rap for those guys.

You took the fall. You went down for the count.

And what'd it get you?

You were disbarred, you lost your friends,

your house, your wife, your kids.

Send me back to prison.

I got eight months left.

And I'm telling you, I'd rather do my time

than get in bad with those guys.

You may be talking about more than eight months, pal.

How? All it was was tax evasion.

All you were sent up for was tax evasion.

We have a little more on you now.

It's dirty pool, Mack.

Yeah, that's right.

I don't like being stood up.

I'm sorry.

It couldn't be avoided, but I did try to call--

I don't like being second choice either.

Well, you're the tops with me.

Maybe this, in some small way,

will make up for my absence.

Congratulations, Mrs. Ewing. Your variance.

Mmm. Apology accepted.

You know, there's nothing quite like getting what you want.

Except, maybe...

getting more of what you want.

-This makes me very happy. -Who would have ever guessed?

You know what? This is only the beginning.

And between us as a team,

there's nothing we can't achieve.

You've got something else in mind.

Well, I'm working on it.

-You want a drink? -I'd love one.

I just happen to have a couple of hours to k*ll.

Good.

Gee, am I early?

[instrumental music]

-[Morrison] Charlie! -[Charlie] Yeah?

-Well, anything? -[Charlie] Nope.

-Nothing at all? -Nothing at all.

-You check the orange grove? -Yep.

-You check the storage fill? -Twice.

[Morrison] You double back and you check it again.

Take it easy.

[sighs] I just can't, uh, shake the feeling

that he's gonna show up here sooner or later.

[rustling]

-[Charlie] Damn. -Forget it, Charlie.

We're gonna check out everything now.

[exhales]

-Hi, Karen. -Oh, hi.

-What's all this? -Diana's things.

I'm packing them up. Make more room for you.

You don't have to do that. They're not in my way.

I hardly have anything of my own.

Oh, just you wait. There'll be more.

We'll have to make room for them sooner or later.

I guess.

[object clatters]

-Did Diana draw these? -Uh-huh.

She's really talented.

I guess she is.

-Eric's told me a lot about her. -Really?

I can't believe some of the things

she's put you through.

How's everything at school?

When I meet her, I'm gonna tell her exactly what I--

I'll be right back.

[sniffles]

[instrumental music]

[guitar strumming]

♪ Once I was married and had a good wife ♪

♪ I had enough money to last me for life ♪

♪ Cigarettes and whiskey and wild wild women ♪

♪ They'll drive you crazy they'll drive you insane ♪

[chuckling]

♪ Cigarettes and whiskey and wild wild women ♪

♪ They'll drive you crazy they'll drive you insane ♪

[both laughing]

Okay, now you.

Oh, no, I don't know how to sing.

[Gary] Well, you told me you used to.

Well, yeah, but not, not seriously.

[laughing] You call what I just did serious?

Well, I mean, at least you're good.

And you will be, too. Now, come on.

No, no, I don't want to.

Oh, Cathy, come on, give it a try.

No, I don't know how to sing, okay?

-Well, can't you just try a bit? -I can't.

-Why? Sure you-- -I can't.

Cathy, all I want you to do is just...

Look, you just want me to sing because she was a singer.

No, I don't. Now, come on.

-Look, I'm not Ciji. -I know that. It's got nothing--

I'm not Ciji, and I'm never gonna be Ciji.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[horse neighs]

[knocking]

Chip, I can't...

[Morrison] Are you looking for somebody?

[dramatic music]

[Morrison] Charlie!

Charlie!

[objects clattering]

Charlie!

[Chip] Ciji?

[gasps]

Oh, my God. [grunts]

[music intensifies]

[Chip groans]

[gasps]

[cries]

[Cathy screams]

[Cathy crying]

I don't know what happened.

He, he just...

[crying continues]

[theme music]