Hello, Winston.
Just a crazy guess.
Look, I don't know what I'm doing up here.
I'm gettin' nowhere.
Yeah, I saw her.
Yeah, I saw her too.
Yesterday.
No. No clues.
No typewriters.
Couldn't you have rented me, like, a Porsche or some car that I might really drive?
I'm a stalker in a Taurus.
I have done everything that you wanted me to do, you know.
I... I... I've really had enough of this.
I think I oughta go back today.
Yeah, but I... I don't... I don't think I wanna see her.
No, Winston...
Winston, let me... let me talk to you later, okay?
Can I just... Yeah.
Let me talk to you later. Please?
Okay? Thanks.
I'll talk to you in a while. Okay?
Ladies and gentlemen, we're now on our final descent.
Please return to your seats and make sure your seat belts are securely fastened. Thank you.
I heard what you said.
And I heard what Dr. Markowski said.
You have to believe in yourself.
I have a lot of respect for you.
I understand how you feel.
I understand, and I'll try to do better next time.
Hi.
It takes a lot of courage to say what you said. I'm very proud of you.
And I want you to know that I think you're doing very, very well...
and I believe in you.
Yeah, she definitely speaks to iguanas.
Okay. That's right.
Call back on Monday and we'll happily schedule you and Iggy.
Sure. Mm-kay. Thank you.
I'm sorry, Mr. Johnston, but Dr. Markowski only takes appointments,
and she's in a session right now.
Is your animal friend with you?
Uh, no, I... I... I don't have an animal friend.
I'm an old friend of Carm... uh, Dr. Markowski's.
Um, Carmen has a really tight schedule.
She may have a minute, if you want to sit down.
Yeah, okay.
No, no, no. Of course I won't forget you, Cleo.
Yes, I promise.
Thank you, Dr. Markowski. Mm-hmm.
- Bye now. - Bye, Cleo.
See you next week, Mrs. Dorston.
So, what do we have next?
Don?
So, you're an animal psychic?
No. I'm a communicator.
And you're a doctor now? Mmm.
When we were together, you were so passionate about becoming a lawyer.
I mean, you were...
very passionate.
Yeah, well, passion's a funny thing.
I have a doctorate in animal behavior.
But that was sort of after the fact.
It's an odd story.
I'm getting into odd stories.
Well, I was a very successful lawyer.
I had no life, though, outside my work,
except for my dog, Winston.
Your dog's named Winston?
Yes.
But then he died...
suddenly.
I'm sorry. Oh, no. It was, uh...
It was years ago.
But my new ability was this gift.
This gift from Winston.
All right, you can come in again.
Anyway,
after Winston died I got this gift.
To-
To read animals' minds? No. I told you...
- No. - I'm a communicator.
You see, soon after Winston died...
I realized that I could hear animals speak to me.
I mean, I certainly hadn't been aware of that before.
And I don't read animals' minds.
But when they want to communicate,
I can hear them.
You know, like you and I are talking.
But we don't read each other's minds.
Is he saying something?
He says you have a hidden agenda.
He... He said that?
I think you'd better go back outside now, Ramon.
Animals can tell us what they want,
but that doesn't mean that that's what's best for them.
Yes?
Excuse me, Carmen, but Mr. Renaldo and Skippy are here for your next session.
Oh. Okay.
Um, give me one more minute.
Sorry, Don, but I really can't keep Skippy waiting.
Do you think you could tell Skippy that you're just gonna walk me to my car?
How about later? Wanna get a drink?
No. I don't drink.
Maybe get something to eat?
I don't, uh, eat.
You don't?
Uh, take a walk?
I know you walk. I don't feel like it.
Do you have a typewriter?
A typewriter?
Are you married?
You know, I think you should probably go now.
Oh, come on, Carmen.
Can't you answer me? No.
"No," you won't answer me?
No, I'm not married.
I was though.
Any kids?
Yes.
I have a daughter, Lianna. She's 16.
She's in Sweden.
Sweden.
Am I supposed to ask about you?
It seems like I've told you my whole life story.
So- Me? No.
I'm not married.
Of course you aren't.
And I don't have any kids.
Do I?
How would I know that?
Sorry, Carmen, but Mr. Renaldo and Skippy have been waiting in the session room.
I know. I'm sorry. I'll be right there.
Okay.
Well, my time is really up.
So, good-bye.
Bye, Carmen.
Mr. Johnston? You forgot your flowers.
Hey. Excuse me! Excuse me.
Excuse me. Uh, do you know where Atwood Road is?
I'm lost.
Oh!
Hey.
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay.
Can I help you?
Does Penny live here?
Who's askin'?
I'm an old friend of Penny's. Don. Don Johnston.
She's in the house. Go around there. A screen door.
Thanks.
Penny?
Hello?
- Penny? - Yeah?
Donny.
So, what the fuck do you want, Donny?
Oh, I just thought I'd drop by.
Just checking in.
Well, I don't remember any happy ending between us, Don.
No... reconciliation, nothing.
You left me, Penny. Remember?
Yeah.
Very clearly.
So, what is it you wanted?
Everything okay over there, Pen?
Not sure yet!
Goddamn it.
What is it you wanted?
Penny, do you...
Do you have a son?
Fuck you, Donny!
Danny, grab that fucker.
Penny!
Shut up.
I didn't say anything.
What the hell's your fuckin' problem? I was just leaving.
No, what are you doing upsetting Penny like that, huh? I just needed to ask her a question.
Yeah, I know you asked her a question. Now, listen.
I just don't think it's very sensitive of you...
comin' out here to try to hurt Penny's feelings,
you know, to get back at her or whatever.
That just seems so rude.
You said all pink, right?
It's best that they're all pink, yeah.
Oh, you're very good at this.
That's beautiful. Thanks.
Are you okay?
Uh, it was just a minor misunderstanding.
Mind if I take a look?
Oh. That's nasty.
Did you even wash it?
Sort of.
Let me take care of it.
What's your name?
Sun. Sun Green.
Sun Green?
Perfect.
What's yours?
Don. Don Johnston.
Really?
Don Johnson? Johnston.
With a "T."
So...
if I continue down this road,
I will find the Riverview Cemetery?
Yeah. You just go down the hill. You'll see the entrance on your right.
Thank you, Sun Green.
You're welcome.
Hello, beautiful.
Red ink on pink paper.
I don't know what I want.
He says you have a hidden agenda.
Fuck you, Donny.
Circle Drive, please. No rush.
The wheel of fortune turns. Round and round it goes.
Where it stops, no one knows.
Boy.
That's my report, Sherlock.
The general outline of what you put me through.
That's it?
And after all that, you're still no closer to knowing who's the mother of your son?
That's right.
But there was that one typewriter.
And the pink motorcycle.
And it was Dora's pink, uh, business card.
And-And-And Laura's pink bathrobe.
I think this whole thing is a farce, a fiasco.
As far as I know,
you may have written that letter to me.
Look, I'm really sorry that you got beat up and everything.
I... I... I... I feel that it was somehow my fault.
It was.
Kind of strange, too, how, uh,
Carmen's magic dog was named Winston.
Yeah...
Look, man, I really put a lot of work into this thing.
I thought that it was really important that you know whether or not you had a son.
I mean, it's your life. You got to live your life, right?
I was living my life, Winston.
I still am.
What's this? It's pink.
It's a note I found in my foyer when I got back.
Red ink on pink paper.
It's from Sherry.
What? From Sherry?
Why didn't you tell me? May I see it?
Envelope and paper not exactly the same size.
You know, the handwriting...
seems pretty close to the address on the envelope, but I can't be sure.
Sherry still likes you.
You think that Sherry could have sent the first letter...
and made the whole thing up just to fuck with you?
Who knows?
You know, I've got to go.
I think I have just enough time to stop home and compare the handwriting...
and then hopefully punch in at work on time.
You coming? No.
I just need a little break from all of this.
Look, don't worry.
We're still going to solve this mystery.
Didn't I see you at the airport last night?
I don't know. Did you?
Yeah.
You on a road trip?
Yeah. Something like that.
You look hungry. Can I buy you a sandwich or something?
Uh, no, that's okay.
You can relax. I'm not gay. I'm not a cop.
Just a guy who sees a guy who might need a sandwich.
Okay. Thanks.
But could you get something to go? I'd sorta rather stay outside.
Sure.
How about a nice club sandwich?
I'm vegetarian.
You eat cheese?
Yeah, sometimes. I... I like cheese.
Okay, I got it. I'll be right back.
Thanks. You're welcome.
Hey.
You found us a place.
All right.
Let's see here.
Big cheese and veggie sandwich...
with mushrooms.
Fries... Mmm.
Extra large.
Two waters.
Two coffees.
My mom put that there...
for good luck.
Thanks for the food.
Ahh. No problem, chief.
You called me chief?
Yeah. Why?
What happened to your eye?
I, uh...
I ran into somebody.
Somebody's fist.
You a gangster?
No. I wish.
No, I was, uh... I was in computers.
Computers and girls.
What about you, chief?
I'm interested in, uh, philosophy.
Philosophy and girls.
Sounds pretty good.
Think so?
So, uh,
as just a guy who gave another guy a sandwich,
you have any, like, philosophical tips or anything...
for a guy on a kind of road trip?
You asking me?
Yeah.
Well...
The past is gone.
I know that.
The future...
isn't here yet,
whatever it's going to be.
So,
all there is is... is this.
The present.
That's it.
Are you a Buddhist?
No. Are you?
Uh, I'm not sure yet.
I'm sorry that's the best I have to offer at the moment.
No, I appreciate it.
I like what you said.
It's better than some, like,
fatherly-sounding bullshit.
Is that...
what your father's like?
Ah, that's not a good subject.
Hey, I gotta go, man. I'm sorry.
Thanks again for the sandwich and stuff.
Hold on a second. Wait.
I know you think that I'm your father, don't you?
What? Just tell me. You can talk to me, chief.
Man, you're fucked up.
Wait a second. Wait a second. Wait!
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