Previously on "In Plain Sight"...
You are the most difficult woman in the world,
but I've known for a long time
that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Yes. Who is this Peter character?
I think his last name is Alpert.
Peter Alpert, of Alpert's Autoplex?
Four-door coupe or ragtop?
- Ragtop! - I'm an inspector
for the federal witness protection program.
That's why I never talk about my work.
Francesca's a key component of our South American strategy
and your top priority right now.
The kid over there and his friends are criminals,
and anyone who's been a cop for five seconds
will tell you the same thing.
- Gun! - Everybody stop!
[Gunshots]
U.S. Marshal Mary Shannon, gunshot wound to the abdomen
approximately eight minutes ago.
Francesca lander is claiming
she didn't see who it was.
ABQ P.D. found a trail of fresh blood
leading away from the crime scene.
That son of a bitch is carrying around
one of Mary's slugs in him.
Everybody here knows that nothing happens
on that street without you knowing about it.
Just tell me who the shooter is and how to find him.
I ain't telling you nothing.
[Monitor beeping]
[Radio static]
[Cell phone vibrating]
Hey, Nicky. What are you doing up?
Homework.
I'm trying to find the Cuisinart.
What kind of homework you need a Cuisinart for?
I was gonna put some popovers in.
Give me an extra boost.
I'm knee-deep in trig here.
No, I found it.
You want me to make you an extra?
Yeah, leave them out with the homework.
I'll check the quality of both when I get home.
All right.
All right, I got to get back to work.
[Cocking gun]
[Fast-paced music]
[tires screech]
[Bang]
Get your hands up!
Put your hands on the wheel.
Let me see them!
How you doing?
- You got kids? - Yeah.
- You love them? - Yeah.
You love the company you drive for?
- Hell, no. - Good.
Remember that, we'll be okay.
Let's move.
I never made the pickup.
The docks got hit tonight by another crew...
Cleaned out right before I got there.
Boston, huh?
How you doing, Jimmy boy?
Hey, jumbo.
You didn't drop my end off at the bar.
Well, I didn't get nothing.
I got to pay you even when I get nothing?
Things that bad?
For you.
Don't do this.
When you work my territory, you got to pay.
In the... in the cabinet over there,
there's a steel box in the corner.
Open it.
Nicky.
[Gunshots]
Oh... [gunshots]
[Gasping]
You okay?
You hit?
- Huh? - I'm okay.
Oh, I'm so sorry, Nicky.
I'm sorry, son.
[Sighing]
Since 1970, the federal witness protection program
has relocated thousands of witnesses...
some criminal, some not...
to neighborhoods all across the country.
Every one of those individuals shares a unique attribute,
distinguishing them from the rest
of the general population.
And that is somebody wants them dead.
[Rock music]
I have this weird tendency to remember almost everything...
big, small, five minutes ago, 30 years ago, doesn't matter.
If I saw it and it happened on a day that mattered,
I know it forever.
I always thought of it as kind of a curse.
I mean, do I really need to remember
what I had for breakfast may 11, 2007
just 'cause I met a guy in a diner
I'm now gonna marry?
Denver omelet, extra cheese.
Or what shirt my dad was wearing two days before
my seventh birthday when he walked out the door
and never came back?
White button-down, Navy pinstripe.
No, but I do.
Entry and exit are healing nicely.
Blood count's up, not as high as I'd like...
I remember almost everything...
Go!
Except the one thing I have to.
Gun!
[Gunshots] Ah!
How are you feeling?
Good. Better.
Because if I say anything else I'm not getting out of here,
so great.
How's your memory?
Fantastic, if I was shot by a smudge.
I told you it might come back slowly
or in pieces or...
not at all, which means no matter what happens,
you get to be right, and you're not letting me out, are you?
I'm gonna be here another week, I knew it.
Promise me you'll take it slow.
Wait, is that condescending doctor talk for "I can go"?
Oye, cabron, what is it with you?
I have the right to drink my coffee
and eat my Danish anywhere I want.
And that's the wondrous high-wire balancing act of democracy.
Did you know the first Danish
was raspberry with almond flakes?
The cheese Danish actually came later.
Cheese is, in my opinion, the bolder breakfast choice, like crack.
Once again, my daily visit causes the revenue on your block to take an icy plunge.
Black, four sugars, right?
I don't take nothing.
I don't give nothing...Ever.
Lala, my partner got shot right over there, and you saw who did it.
I know it. You know it.
And you're gonna tell me, or I say the three scariest words I know.
Ready? See you later.
- You are so sweet. - This won't last.
- Family just couldn't be bothered, right?
What? Mom and sis getting two-for-one belly rings,
fianc� giving "how to be gorgeous" lessons to underprivileged models?
Why am I in such a hurry to get home to those people
and leave a place where I can pee lying down?
And she's back.
Whoa. What?
- Shh. - Shh...
- Surprise! - Oh, my God.
- Ahh! Mary! - What is this?
Oh! Welcome, welcome!
Lots of... do you like everything?
Are you happy? - No more denim.
It's pretty wonderful... amazing.
- Come, come, come. - Come.
- Come look in the kitchen. Come here.
- Look! - Okay, you're semi-forgiven.
[Laughing]
Sweet Jesus.
- [Giggling] - You like it?
Are you kidding me? I want to get drunk and do it.
- Aww! - Told you.
Not a marble wench, a granite slut.
I know my sis.
What did it cost? No, don't tell me.
All right, tell me but lie a lot.
It's all paid for, sweetie.
A little check from the FBI.
You got the FBI to pay you guilt money?
It wasn't hard... fellow fed felled in the line of duty,
needing what we law enforcement call a "fair shake."
No way.
And then Raph and his buddies went at it.
God, I must still be in a coma.
The family room is not finished yet,
but your mom's bedroom and the hallway there...
Oh, my God, I love a man with a list.
Thank you.
Can I use your computer for a second?
Sure, no idea where it is, but...
- Your office. - Thank you.
I have an office?
What is it?
If I tell you, you're just gonna want to come with me.
That's not true.
I have no idea what it is, and I want to come with you.
You've been home 19 minutes.
And it's great, but the longer I stay,
the faster I'll see everyone go back to their real selves,
and I'd really like to stretch out
all this post-traumatic thoughtfulness.
So...
- Come on. - Jimmy McCabe.
How we doing, Leo?
It'll be fine if we can sell 100 dinners between now and closing.
Tell me about it.
There's some customers.
- Hey. - Hey.
Long time. Nicky, look who's here.
- How you been? - Good. How are you?
Hey, why don't you, uh,
tell your mom to bring out some popovers, okay?
Fresh ones.
- Hey. Great to see you. - Good to see you too.
She thinks we know you guys again from...?
Cooking school.
- Hey.
It's a class reunion.
Em looks good.
How's married life? Stepbrothers blending and all that?
- Yeah, all good. - How's business?
All bad.
Bad enough to do something dumb?
What? Dumber than a fixed at 7%?
Way dumber.
Security Cam three days ago...
hit our desk as part of an APB.
Truck was off-loading semiconductors worth $200,000.
Professional crew, fast...
Clean, with a very familiar M.O.
Oh, so you... you think I did this.
Did you?
No.
You have an alibi for Saturday 12:19 a.m.?
I was here going over the books.
Don't tell me alone.
Yeah.
No alibi... perfect.
Mary, I am looking you in the eyes,
and I am telling you that I did not do that.
You get the problem, right?
This is so you, it might as well be a fingerprint.
So unless you can prove it isn't,
I have to hand you over to the cops
and tell them it probably is.
ABQ P.D. lists no new leads,
persons of interest, or likely suspects in the hijacking.
[Cell one beeps, vibrates]
Oh, more good news.
Jimmy took out a second mortgage on the diner,
and he's three months behind on his payments.
Aw, Jesus.
I really don't want this to be true,
but everything says... ooh...
- What? - No, I'm good.
I'm good. It's just...
It feels like I was shot this morning.
Well, this is why normally a 13-hour shift
isn't recommended first day out of the hospital.
"Get well." How is this a major industry?
Get some paper, slap a picture of a kitten on it,
write "get well," charge five bucks,
I mean, has anyone ever gotten well
from a "get well" card ever?
Oh, Bobby D.
What's he doing in Chicago?
Homicide on a drug task force.
He's gonna be there a while.
He likes it... more synagogues.
Shalom, Bobby D.
[Overlapping chatter]
Who's that?
They downsized the Phoenix office,
transferred some of the inspectors here.
Oh, great. Just what I love, people.
[Indistinct chatter]
You know... [clears throat]
- You know, we can talk now... - Mm-mm.
- Or we could talk later. - Mm-mm.
T, uh, talk is a-coming. - I'm fine.
Okay.
It's just... when you got shot...
Uh-huh.
I mean, you... you probably felt the same way.
You know, like you were stuck inside,
like you couldn't move out of what happened.
You know, you see it over and over in your head,
but none of it makes sense.
None of it helps.
And then the more you think about it,
the less clear it gets, so the more you think about it.
You know?
No, none of that.
Not a bit?
Reason being... when I got shot,
my best friend was there for me.
Yours wasn't.
Marshall.
My best friend caught the shooter, yours didn't.
Hey, stop, okay?
It's me... it's... it's my body being this mangled limping prison
and my brain not being able to remember.
I mean, I looked right at him.
I can see the gun.
Gun!
The gold earring, the green sweatshirt,
his pointless little beard,
I just... I can't... I can't see his face.
Wait, green sweatshirt?
Yeah, green with some kind of lettering across the chest.
Oh...
He said maybe in pieces.
Arrogant prick.
- Who? - My doctor.
I hate when other people are right.
Not turquoise or tourmaline?
Tourmaline can be tricky.
No, fighting Irish green.
Why? What do you think?
I don't think anything yet.
Where is my water.
Welcome back, inspector.
Thanks.
- Go home, inspector. - Two minutes.
- Go home. - Stan.
Mary, listen, you like Jimmy. I like Jimmy.
We helped him build a good life.
Let's hope he didn't go do something
that's gonna bring it all down.
Now, we're gonna pick this up in the morning,
but by "we," I mean those of us in this office
who haven't been shot in the last six weeks.
Hmm?
Really? Want to fight dirty?
- A little bit. - Here we go.
Okay, uh, there's just one thing, Mary,
I just... I just want you to know that, um,
almost losing you made me realize
the depth of my feelings for you...
Oh, boy.
And I want you to know everything that I love and...
Okay, jeez, I think I'll go.
I'm gonna just...
- These feelings... - It's a low blow, Stan.
Well played.
[Man speaking Spanish on tv]
[Phone vibrating]
"Private" I hate answering on spec.
Live dangerously.
[Phone beeps]
Hello?
You okay?
Yeah, fine. I'm just... I need to...
Wasn't she at the hospital that night?
Who is she?
What's he saying about her?
That she's just been elected prime minister.
Prime minister.
Yeah.
Wow, must be busy.
Explains why the "thank you" cookies are a tad late.
You want a drink? - Uh, I'm fine, thanks.
I'm sick of it.
I'm really sick of it.
Sick of what?
Who is she?
Mm, I know, I know, you can't tell me.
The secret world of Mary.
[Sighs]
Do you have any idea what this feels like?
You're my baby.
I sat in that hospital hating whatever it is you do...
Mom...
Because nothing... nothing on earth
is worth what happened to you.
- Mom, you're wrong. - Don't tell me I'm wrong!
Not after what this did to me, to your sister,
to all of us.
Oh, my God, I love it. I love it.
I'm the one who got shot, and this is about you.
Jesus...
I mean, I guess I knew this was coming
I just thought it would take more than a day.
Well, maybe it would if you hadn't got back to work
the second you walked through that door.
I mean, you couldn't wait to get back out there.
You're God damn right, because what I do is important!
Tell me what it is.
You know what the world's really like outside this kitchen
and your push-up bras and A.A. meetings?
It's mostly people trying to hurt each other,
which I try and stop.
And when I can't, I mop up what's left.
And then, because my life is so blessed,
I get to come home and explain to someone
who's never worked a day in her life
what it's like to have a job.
Don't you talk to me like that.
Honestly, I feel sorry for you, mom.
Everyone was born to do something.
You have no idea what that is, and you never will.
I'm a dancer.
No, you used to dance... big difference.
Mary.
I know you're upset, but this didn't just happen to you, Mary.
Whether you like it or not,
it happened to everybody who loves you.
[Sighs]
- No, Raph... - I want to see you.
No, you don't. Believe me.
Turn out the lights.
Come on, I mean it.
- Can I hold you? - No.
No...
- Okay, good night. - Good night.
I love you.
Yes, baby!
This is private property.
According to county records, this is public easement.
So you might want to talk to your contractor.
In case you're wondering, 100% cashmere.
Not sure about the color.
It's more your shade.
Easy, Lala.
Alto.
Pendejo, you want to get yourself dead?
I'm a U.S. Marshal, so step off.
Or this goes to a place you can't get back from.
You don't like green.
I get it...
the color of the Cinqo Vipers,
your rivals in the thrilling world
of pointless territorial dispute
and tax-free pharma retail.
So why would the guy who shot inspector Shepherd
be here on your turf in rival colors, Hmm?
Inspector Shepherd put a bullet
in some part of his body.
Who is he? What happened to him?
Why are you protecting your enemy?
Don't tell me.
I want to figure you out myself.
You're like a crossword puzzle with b. O.
[Latin American rap music]
My dad told me what's up.
Okay.
He didn't do it.
We hope.
Well, he said he was in the diner
around midnight when it went down.
I saw him.
I snuck out that night.
I got a little weed, parked out behind the diner.
A real hot spot for getting your smoke on?
I got busted last year,
so I kind of try to be extra careful, you know?
That time of the night, it's usually dead back there.
Anyway, I... I could see my dad the whole time.
Okay, great.
That it?
Case closed. Thanks.
Liar, liar status?
Pants fully on fire.
Let's review the possibilities.
One, Nicky has no idea if his dad did it
and wants covered for him.
Two, his dad is innocent, which Nicky knows for sure
'cause Nicky did it.
You want me to do that for you?
Yeah.
- You know the secret, right? - Hmm?
You got to fold it over.
[Doorbell rings]
- I'll get it. - All right.
I love you, you know that?
Yeah, I do.
You and Leo are the best thing
that ever happened to me and Nicky.
And I would never, ever do anything to hurt that.
But, em...
What?
Hey, Jimmy, those friends of yours from school are here.
Thanks, Leo.
He lied.
Nicky?
He did it for you.
Lying is best kept simple.
When you told us you'd gotten busted for pot last year...
Oh, Jesus...
Big mistake.
Nicky, you get so much as get a parking ticket, I get notified.
That's how it works.
So me not knowing you got busted for weed, not possible.
So where were you last Saturday?
I'll tell you where he was.
He was here, home in bed.
I was in bed with my girlfriend at her place.
Oh, my God.
- She can confirm that? - Yeah.
But please don't pull her folks in this.
They don't like me much.
You know what your problem right now is?
I don't like you very much.
Jesus, dad, we got bigger problems than me right now.
I mean, you don't have an alibi, what happens?
Whatever's gonna happen.
But you don't lie to me, you don't lie to Mary,
and you don't lie to Marshall, you got that?
Yeah.
You guys want a beer?
No, thanks.
In case you change your mind.
Yeah...
I probably should've gave up the life
after his ma died, you know?
But I just...
I loved it.
You know?
I still think about it.
Some asshole's telling me his eggs ain't done right.
The delivery guy's yelling at me
'cause I can't pay for the hamburger.
And the bills keep coming,
and everybody just keeps looking at me
like I'm just another clock-punching chump.
I know what I was.
I was a king.
When I walked into a southie bar,
the whole place would go dead quiet.
Everybody looking. Everybody scared.
When I ran my crew, we did whatever we wanted...
whatever I wanted.
You know, I uh, ratted on guys,
friends I've known my whole life,
'cause one of them put a gun to my son's head.
I mean, anybody... anybody tries to hurt my boy, that's it.
I burn them to the ground.
Tell me, what do I do now?
I mean, what do I do if my son is hurting himself?
What if the very worst of me is inside of him?
How the hell do I protect him from that?
Jimmy...
Sometime tomorrow we've got to hand over
what we know to the local P.D.,
or we're withholding evidence.
And right now what we know
is you and Nicky both look good for the score.
Yeah.
You've always been fair to me, Mary.
You, Marshall, Stan...
Some of the only cops I ever liked.
You got to hand me over, fine.
Please, just leave my boy out of it.
- Even if he did it? - Especially if he did it.
Hey, pal, I've been meaning to tell you
that scarf is so not your color.
Uh, I think it will grow on you once you're up to speed.
I just forwarded you some data
on our fair city's inter-gang rivalry.
It's quite interesting...
Sociologically as well as economically.
Great, let me just down some pain pills
to dull the dullness.
[Rap music]
Hey, what's going on?
Lala and I are really good friends. We talk every day.
Hey, I don't think you two have ever been formally introduced.
Inspector Shepherd, Lala.
- Hi. - Was it Danny Alvarez?
Carmello Sona?
Tito Portillo? Eddie Navas?
All vipers, all missing.
Now, inspector Shepherd here, she thinks it was Tito because...
he's my favorite Jackson.
But I'm a skosh more scientific.
I make Carmello.
He's lieutenant,
and he's been trying to broker peace for months,
not 'cause he's such a great guy,
but war is expensive, and business is business.
You get that.
So Carmello and his crew are given a free pass
onto your territory that night to talk peace.
It's all going fine, then it starts to jump off
with some of your guys and inspector Shepherd.
Get off the damn porch. Go!
Carmello doesn't know what's going on.
He comes out to check.
Sees Mary. He pulls his gun.
Gun!
She pulls hers and...
[Gunshots] - Ah!
Here's the deal, if it's Carmello, we're gonna find him.
If it's somebody else, we're gonna find him.
It's what we do.
But my stomach hurts, my back aches,
and if I have to door-knock half of Albuquerque
to find the dumbass who shot me, I'll do it.
But I won't forget it.
So maybe when I catch the guy, I tell all his viper buddies,
"hey, Lala bitched out and gave you up.
Go start a war... with Lala."
But tell us who it was, your name never comes up.
One condition...
I never, ever want to see him again.
Mare...
What was dad like?
What?
I mean, like...
What's your strongest memory of him?
- Uh... - Something real...
Something nice.
Okay. Um, okay.
So he'd come in the door late,
and I'd be up reading past my bedtime,
and he'd catch me.
And he'd hold up his hands like this.
And he'd say really slowly as he crept over,
he'd go, "I'm gonna..."
And then he would just run to me and go...
"Coochie, coochie, coochie!" - [laughing and screaming]
Stop it!
That's what he'd do.
Wait, that's what you used to do to me.
- Where do you think I got it? - Tell me something else.
Why... why the sudden interest?
I don't know.
I was just thinking that everything that I know about him I know from you telling me.
- Hmm... - I know.
That's...
- What?
- I got to go. - No.
I know, I know. We'll talk later, I promise.
But I... I got to go.
This was good. This was really good.
- This was helpful. - Who? How?
What is wrong with you?
Hey.
You told him, didn't you?
What?
Leo, you told him about your dad.
King of the jungle, lord of the streets.
Who wouldn't want to brag about a father like that to a new brother?
Let him know, "you think the old man's
"just a schlub behind the counter who can't pay his bills?
"No, he used to be fearsome, he used to pull scores."
Right?
Oh, no.
Oh, Jesus.
[Hard rock music]
Peace out, man.
TJ...
Hi, Leo.
Time to talk.
Look, I... I didn't do it...
I just... I wanted to do something.
Yeah, you did something all right.
You did something stupid.
I wanted to help.
Help, help? Help what?
The way Nicky told it.
Whenever you needed something, whatever it was, you took it.
Is that what you told him, Nicky?
Hmm? Is that what you told him?
- Huh? - I like that...
look, I don't like this feeling every day like
everything's closing in on us.
Hey, what are you talking about?
What are you talking about?
Money.
Is that what you thought, Leo?
Huh?
You thought you could help us
by going out and robbing a truck?
Look, I run the register. I know how bad things are.
We're gonna lose this place, our house, everything.
What about you?
You know who he did this with?
Hmm? Hey!
Don't look at him! Look at me!
Do you know who he did it with?
- Who'd he do it with? - I don't know.
Leo, you have to tell the police everything.
Okay, you're a minor. It's a first offense.
The fact that it involved guns is not so great.
I'm not... I'm not giving up my crew.
Your crew?
Hey, you don't got a crew.
You got three idiots!
And you led all three of them right down dumbass boulevard.
Hey, listen to me.
In addition to everything else,
we got a possible grade "a" security breach, okay?
If he told anyone your name, where you're from,
that you're in WITSEC?
He's got to understand what's at stake here.
He clearly loves you and looks up to you.
Get to him,
tell him how dangerous this is for everybody.
Come on.
[Train horn blares]
I'm here to tell you to give up.
Give the stuff back. Cut a deal.
Did you rat us?
TJ, this is over.
Uh-uh, it hasn't even started.
Get off.
Is this a joke?
Oh, my God, Jimmy.
Is that still your name?
Look, hon, I know this is a lot,
and I swear I would've told you if I could've,
but there are rules about staying safe.
What about us?
All of the sudden, we're not safe.
All of the sudden, this... this whatever you were,
it's in our lives.
Look what it did to my son.
You happy about that?
You proud, Jimmy?
You did this too...
Both of you.
You let me marry a man I don't even know.
Em, look, you have every right to be angry.
Okay, if I were you,
I don't know that I'd ever get over it.
But right now we got to fix what we can here, okay?
Leo needs to come clean on this
so we can assess the danger to all of you.
And then we got to figure out how to go to the police
before they come to us.
Leo, whatever it is she wants to know, you tell her.
It was... it was my buddies, Slade and Cal,
and... and this other guy we know, TJ.
TJ...
The older guy with the truck?
Yeah.
Do they know about witness protection?
No.
No... no, Nicky told me it was life and death.
I just... I just told him I had this idea
about how to get some money fast.
I mean, at first, it was just one of those things
you just... you just talk about.
Kind of... kind of kidding around.
But... but TJ... TJ's done that stuff,
and he has guns.
I... I didn't even think it was real till it was happening.
Where's the stuff?
TJ's got a place out at Rio Vista.
[Cell phone ringing]
But the stuff's all there.
Hello?
What?
Nicky?
Nicky? I'm his father.
- Oh. - Is he gonna be okay?
- Uh... - Is he gonna be okay?
He may... he may have a serious concussion.
He's been in and out of consciousness.
U.S. Marshals, we're with the family.
What... what do you mean, you brought him in from where?
What happened to him?
What happened to my son?
Well, apparently he was beaten by multiple assailants
out at the Rio Vista trailer park.
A neighbor heard the screams, called 911.
By the time the police and ambulance arrived,
whoever did this was gone.
The x-rays are just in.
I'll have a better idea when I take a look.
I'm coming with you.
Is Mary gonna be home for dinner?
Ask Mary.
Are you guys mad at each other?
It's complicated.
[Cell phone vibrating]
Hang on.
She says it's a friend in trouble.
Peter, you want a little advice about my baby girl?
Please.
She's not bad, and she's not dumb,
and she never, ever means to hurt anyone.
But you're a good guy, Peter.
Just make sure she treats you that way.
Got it.
Hey, how's he doing?
He's pretty banged up, but I think he's gonna be okay...
no indication of swelling on the brain,
- no deep fracture. - Great, great.
Where's his dad?
I thought he was here.
No, he was with you.
No, he said he needed to get back to you.
That was ten minutes ago.
[Tires screeching]
[Alarm blaring]
Hey, man, what are you doing here?
You, you, and you, beat it.
I said, "what are you doing here?"
Now!
TJ, right?
Are you a hard case, TJ?
Done a little time in county, think that makes you a badass?
Okay.
Uh-uh. Step inside.
You probably hit him first, didn't you, TJ?
And then you hit him over and over and over.
And if that neighbor hadn't have called the cops,
you'd have killed him?
Am I right?
Yeah?
You'd have killed my son, TJ?
You ever done it?
Huh? You ever killed anyone?
You want to know what it feels like?
It's easy.
That's the dirty little secret no one ever talks about.
It could be as simple as a twitch of a finger and bang.
Marshall?
Put it down, Jimmy.
Put it down.
Okay?
I want you to stop.
Stop and think.
Think about your life.
You're not in the corner this time.
Nicky is fine, okay?
He's gonna be fine.
Okay?
Look at me.
Jimmy...
I'm your friend, and I'm not letting you do this, not tonight, not ever.
Okay?
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Good.
Now, before we turn him over to the P.D.,
we're gonna turn our backs for a second
and hope that TJ here doesn't fall down
and break his nose or get a black eye.
Wait, what?
[Crow cawing]
He's out. He's running.
Go, go, go, go, go!
[Tires screech]
Hey!
Carmello, remember me?
- I sure remember you. - Stand down!
I got to say, you're kind of a pudgy letdown.
Sweet limp!
What? Did someone take a shot and miss your balls?
Come here.
Come here!
Hey, I got it!
Got what?
He's gonna fall down in a second.
Ow! Oh, ow! [dog barking]
This is like a trailer for a movie called Geriatric Marshal.
Aah!
I swear to God, if I popped a stitch,
I'm gonna shove that dog up your ass
and let him bark his way up your throat.
I hate yappy little bat-faced dogs.
Beat it!
We forget sometimes how much the world can hurt.
It can hurt people we love,
people we don't,
people caught in the middle...
Even people who'd give anything
if they could just never, ever get hurt again.
But sometimes the hurt can't be avoided.
It's just coming at us and can't be stopped.
It's in us and can't be seen.
[Cell phone vibrating]
Or it's lying next to us in the dark, waiting.
But sometimes it doesn't come at all.
Sometimes we get this other thing
that flutters down out of nowhere
and stays just long enough to give us hope.
Sometimes, rarely, barely,
but just when we need it the most
and expect it the least,
we get a break.
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