Previously on The Mob Doctor
As long as you are in Chicago I own you,
that's the deal.
Downtown should be ours.
We're about to make history here. Better be on the right side of it.
Downtown is too high-profile.
Like I said, I ain't interested.
What do you want to know?
Did you kill my dad?
I swear to you,
on my life, on your mother's life,
I did not kill your father.
You know something? At the end of the day,
me and Constantine...
we're fathers first.
Constantine has kids?
Who the hell is this guy?
It's been a long time.
I never forget a face.
Then look closer.
It's me, Dad.
It's good to see you, Luke.
I heard about your mom's passing when I was in the joint.
I'm very sorry.
Yeah? I guess your condolence card was lost in the mail.
Well... we haven't seen each other in 25 years.
What do you need?
Um, I'm in trouble.
That I figured.
I'm in real estate down in Miami...
South Beach, mostly.
I figured I should go big while the rates were low...
You know, take advantage.
Ambitious... that's a good thing.
I got my hands on a beachfront property...
Big enough I could put up 10 units.
And it was all going great
until I got screwed on the permits,
and then the banks wouldn't even look at me.
Let me guess... somebody offered you a private loan.
I was desperate,
and I was supposed to have three months to pay them back.
That's the oldest trick in the book.
They wait for you to spend the money.
And then they call in the loan at high interest.
It turns out the money I borrowed
belongs to the Nogales Cartel.
Yeah, well... you're right, kid.
You're in a lot of trouble.
They broke into my house.
I-I didn't know what to do. I just ran.
All right, you let me look into it.
In the meantime, why don't you stay at my house?
You'll be safer.
All due respect, I'm not looking for a father.
I'm just looking for help.
I understand.
Luke.
I'll check back with you tomorrow.
Well, be careful.
He's really your kid, huh?
Yeah. He's in the weeds with the Nogales Cartel.
I want him protected.
Stay with him, Gio. Don't let him out of your sight.
Tino, the Nogales Cartel...
You know this could be a problem, right?
He's my blood, stavos. What can I do?
Tell Trapani I want a meeting.
What's with all the pregnant people?
Guy collapsed in a Lamaze class upstairs.
We're from the trauma team. I'm Dr. Wilcox.
This is Dr. Devlin.
I-I'm Bethany.
This... this is Stuart, my husband.
We were just learning baby CPR, and he just passed out.
Pressure's 83/40. Probably vasovagal.
Hang a liter. Any chronic illnesses?
- No. - Medications?
No, nothing.
We're... we're having a natural pregnancy.
Um, yeah, well, both of us.
Looks like a wide-complex tachycardia, maybe v-tach.
Well, that would explain the fainting.
Start an amio drip.
Systolic's down to 68. We need that amio fast!
No, forget it. He's too unstable.
I think we should cardiovert him.
Push the etomidate.
All right, listen, Bethany.
We're just gonna give him a small electrical shock
to reset his heart to a normal rhythm, okay?
Would you go with the nurse, wait outside?
We'll come talk to you as soon as we can.
No. I...
- Paddles. - Clear.
Amp of epi.
Come on.
Tino, you brought me all the way out here.
You don't even bring those pignoli biscotti.
Yeah, you keep eating crap like that,
it's gonna take a dozen pallbearers
to put you in the ground, huh?
How's business?
Can't complain. So?
Word is, you're in bed with the Nogales Cartel.
I gave them a deal to traffic junk on the Eisenhower,
if that's what you mean. Why?
I got a guy close to me. He's underwater with them.
I'd like you to make a phone call,
arrange a sit-down for me.
Who's the guy?
My son.
Ah, the kid you had with that broad from Hazel Crest.
Yeah. Look, I appreciate you doing me this favor.
No problem. I'll... I'll do the best I can.
You tell them I'll cover everything.
Ah.
Is something wrong?
Ah, it's my girl.
She's got some weird flu kicking her ass the past few weeks.
She can barely get out of bed.
Yeah, well, you know I got a doctor who makes house calls.
You want me to bring her over?
Really?
I mean, that's how it works, huh? You help me. I help you.
I shouldn't have rushed into the cardioversion.
We should have waited for amio or... or tried adenosine.
And that could have sent him straight into v-fib
if he wasn't going there already.
First rule of wide-complex tachycardia, Grace...
Do no harm.
This is my fault.
What are we gonna say to his wife?
We made a judgment call,
and we both thought it was the right one.
How's Stuart?
Will you sit down?
Mrs. Maslan, I am so sorry.
Your husband died.
Oh, my God.
I want to see him.
He's still warm.
We tried to restart his heart, but he didn't respond.
Why couldn't you help him?
We tried everything we could.
Stuart had a severely unstable heart rhythm.
Sometimes when that happens, you just can't restore it.
Is there anyone that we can call?
Where am I?
The Mob Doctor 01x12 Resurrection Original Air Date January 5, 2013
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I hear you folks had quite an exciting morning.
One minute we were at Lamaze, and then apparently I died.
Excuse me.
No evidence of infarction.
Other than this cold, he's been perfectly healthy.
Oh, he is. Or was.
How did this happen?
There are several cases in the medical literature
of what's called "Lazarus Syndrome."
People pronounced dead who come back to life
after attempts at resuscitation have failed.
It's extremely rare.
In 30 years of practice, I've never seen a case,
which is why I'd like to borrow my two doctors for a moment,
- if you don't mind. - No, of course.
So, what exactly happened in there?
We have no idea.
What criteria did you use to call the code?
Over 30 minutes in asystole,
pupils fixed and dilated,
and no cardiac activity on ultrasound.
Mm, well, that does sound pretty dead.
His rhythm is still grossly unstable.
But no evidence of ischemia.
We still can't figure out why his heart stopped or restarted.
All right, order a stat coronary C.T. and echo,
and make sure our Lazarus doesn't return to the cave.
Answer it. I got this.
Listen, Grace, the guy we're gonna go see...
He's been a friend of mine a long time.
And he might mention something to you
that I'd rather you hear from me.
I have a son.
His name is Luke.
And I saw him today for the first time in 25 years.
Not exactly close, huh?
I love my son,
and I tried to do right by him and his mom.
And I guess she just got tired of the life
and took off for Florida.
She made me promise to stay away from him.
And I can't tell you how hard that was...
you know, birthdays, holidays,
not to pick up the phone.
But I kept my word.
You gonna try and reconnect?
No, it's too late.
He just wants me to dig him out of a jam.
It's never too late till you're dead.
Look who's the optimist.
Just means if it matters to you, it might matter to him.
Welcome, Tino.
Mr. Trapani, this is Dr. Devlin.
Hi. I'm Al. Thanks for coming.
Where's your patient?
Take the doc up to Chloe's room.
I'll be right there.
I floated the message to the cartel
that you're willing to pay off Luke's debt.
And?
It's working its way up the food chain.
There's something you're not telling me, Al.
They've already taken punitive measures.
They've ordered a hit on Luke.
The guy they hired is boots down in Chicago.
It's Diego Balt.
He never misses, Tino.
Are you saying it's too late?
I'll do the best I can... I give you my word.
Bobby, call Gio.
Tell him to find Luke, that we're on our way.
I'm on it.
I'll send a car for Grace.
Well, got no redness.
That's something.
Glands feel normal.
I just hurt all over.
Well, your temperature is fine.
So, um, what's wrong with her, doc...
Some kind of bad flu or something?
I'm not really sure yet.
Any chronic medical issues or surgeries?
Well, I may have had a thing or two done
to improve my looks back when I was dancing...
you know, normal stuff.
So, what kind of surgeries are we talking about?
Uh, nose, tummy, the girls, of course.
And, um, your implants... Are they silicone or saline?
Uh... I don't know.
They were a Christmas present to me from one of my regulars.
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth, right?
Why?
Silicone leaks...
They can cause fibromyalgia or immune disorders.
Do you mind if I check?
Half of Chicago's seen my boobs, so knock yourself out.
All right.
Okay.
The right one's smaller than the left.
- Has it always been that way? - No.
We're gonna need to remove them and run some tests.
- The sooner the better. - Uh, I don't know.
Hey, hey, hey. Look at me. It's nothing to worry about.
We got to fix whatever's making you sick.
Okay.
I'll call the hospital and book an O.R.
You almost here, boss?
He's heading north on Franklin.
He just passed superior.
No, I got him.
All right.
All right, come up through the alley between Chicago
and Superior... I'm gonna grab him, all right?
All right. I got him. All right.
Luke. Luke!
What are you doing here?
Your father sent me. I don't need a babysitter.
Hey, buddy, I just do as I'm told, all right?
Get in. You scared the crap out of me.
You been made, kid. What are you talking about?
Did you bring your cellphone from Miami?
Of course I did. Let me see it.
Hey! You want to get killed?
Because that's almost what just happened.
This guy who's after you is a serious player.
Now I got to get you someplace safe.
Are you telling me you can't make this go away?
You want to hate me, I'll learn to live with that.
But if you're gonna get through this,
you're gonna do exactly what I tell you.
Where's Al.
He's just down the hall.
Hi, Chloe. I'm Dr. Robinson.
I'm gonna be scrubbing in.
Are you sure we have to do this?
I mean, what if something goes wrong?
Well, if you have a silicone leak,
we have to take care of it.
Dr. Devlin's right. But don't worry...
We're not gonna let anything happen to you.
Okay.
Let's do it.
I.V. Line is in.
Just make sure that the new girls
are up to Al's standards, okay?
Absolutely.
So, you can see in this model of a healthy heart
how the electrical current flows
in a regular pattern down well-defined pathways.
In this model, Stuart's heart,
the contractions and electrical impulses
are erratic and disorganized.
He hasn't slept in two weeks.
I thought it was the excitement.
- Insomnia? - Nightmares.
I-I keep dreaming that I'm holding our son
and I drop him down a well.
We... We don't have a well.
I've never even seen a well. It's... it's pitiful.
Oh, no, not at all.
Becoming a father for the first time can be pretty terrifying.
So, maybe that's what it is... He's stressed out over the baby.
I don't think so, Mrs. Maslan.
It's as if Stuart's electrical pathways are dying,
and our tests haven't been able to pinpoint why.
So he could die again?
Until we understand the etiology,
that's hard to predict.
All right, so it looks like
we're gonna be here for a little while.
Order an E.P. study and switch him to sotalol.
Yes, sir.
You like a challenge, Dr. wilcox.
Looks like you've got one.
How is this possible?
I thought Chloe's symptoms were from a silicone leak.
Well, those are definitely saline.
Yeah.
Look, good news...
She needed the implants replaced,
and I think we did an excellent job.
Look, she probably just has a virus or something.
She didn't have a fever.
Her symptoms aren't improving.
We're missing something.
Doctors, she's bleeding.
From the incision site?
Her urinary tract is hemorrhaging.
Okay, get her to the ICU for monitoring.
Type and cross for four and get a stat urogram.
Come on. Let's go.
All right.
You got enough food for a few days.
Now, don't leave the room until you get the okay from me.
This is crazy.
Maybe I should have just called the cops.
No, that's the last thing you should have done.
Just settle down.
Trapani's working his connections.
In the meantime, I got Stavos reaching out
to one of the cartel's top lawyers in Miami.
Everything's gonna be fine, kid.
How can you say that? They already found me once!
Nobody's gonna find you unless you do something stupid,
and you're not gonna do that.
Buddy, relax. We'll watch a little something.
We'll eat a little something. It'll be good.
You want me to put a couple guys outside?
No. The lower the profile, the better.
Al, how's your broad?
She's okay.
She had some kind of complication.
They're doing a scan now.
Well, she's in good hands.
Thanks.
So, uh, I heard back from our compadres.
So, what's the deal?
Can we buy out of this with a bag of cash?
Money ain't gonna do it, Tino.
Guy I mentioned before... The one they sent to Chicago...
Well, soon as he gets hired, he goes dark.
There's no way of canceling the job.
I'm sorry, Tino.
I know you want to protect your kid,
but these guys... they don't play nice.
All right, thanks, Al. Message received.
He couldn't do anything, could he?
Look, it's not over, kid.
I got to get out of here. Sit down and relax.
You said you could fix this.
And I will.
You're a bully
who scares people for a living.
Look, I screwed up, and I thought you could help me,
but this is insane.
You're not thinking straight.
Yeah, I am. Now they know I'm your son, they can find me.
I got a buddy in Alberta I can stay with.
I'm out of here.
What do you think... You're gonna be safe in Canada?
They're gonna find you anywhere you go!
So, what... I'm just supposed to stick around here
and let you play dad until then?
I don't think so.
This medal that you're wearing on your chest...
Tell me about it.
It was my mother's.
She got it from her grandfather.
No, Luke, she didn't.
That medal belonged to my grandfather,
and I gave it to your mother,
and she wouldn't have passed it on to you
unless she thought there was something right
about the man who gave it to her.
No. That's a lie. She knew what you were.
Look, it's not that easy.
I mean, who I am...
it may have been a liability back then.
But now who I am is gonna save your life.
Hey. How's Mr. Maslan?
Not good.
E.P. studies were a bust.
I can't figure this out.
- What about the other tests? - Inconclusive.
No structural abnormalities on his echo...
- Normal coronary C.T. - Electrolytes?
Calcium, potassium, magnesium, phos...
All normal.
What about trying a different class of antiarrhythmic?
All maxed out.
Do you realize I'm gonna be the first resident
to have a patient die on me twice?
Something's wrong!
Pressure's dropping. Looks like electrical alternans.
Ultrasound.
Damn it.
The CPR must have caused bleeding into the pericardium.
I need an 18-gauge needle and a large syringe.
I don't understand.
We need to drain the fluid from around Stuart's heart.
Are you sure? Everything you've done has just made him worse.
I'm sorry for the complications,
but we have to remove the blood
or his heart will stop beating.
You got it.
Come on, Stuart. Stay alive.
Gio, long time no see. Where you been?
Ah, you know, Eddie...
working hard, trying to keep the lights on.
How's your dad's knee?
Oh, it's good. It's good, thanks.
You know, he says it, uh, throbs like hell,
but he's doing these aquatic classes and that's helping.
Oh.
He's hanging out with a bunch of old broads...
That's really what's helping.
Oh. Well, I'm sorry, Eddie. One second.
What's up, Constantine?
No.
No, your... your kid sent me to get some stuff
'cause they don't have any cable at the Esquire Motel.
Like skin mags and stuff.
All right, I got it.
I got it. I'll be back in an hour.
What's that about? Ohh.
You know, it's like, all of a sudden,
I'm a freaking babysitter.
He's all wound up. Don't ask.
I'm gonna take this. Okay.
Yeah, I'll take... I'll take a Trib, too.
All right.
There you go, Eddie. Keep the change.
Good to see you.
Thanks.
I'm sorry.
I had an emergency with a Lazarus Syndrome patient.
- Is he okay? - Barely.
Olivia's really beating herself up over it.
In other news...
Check this out. Chloe's scans came in.
It's a kidney tumor?
It's definitely a tumor, but it is not on her kidney.
It's in her prostate.
What are you talking about?
She was born... a he.
Seminal vesicles,
bilateral ligation of the vas deferens.
She's a transgender female.
That explains the multiple cosmetic surgeries.
And why she didn't want to see a doctor.
But even if she was a man, I would have missed it.
I mean, she's way too young for prostate cancer.
Well, not if she's taking estrogen
as part of her post-op protocol.
Well, I booked an O.R.
At the rate she's bleeding,
this tumor's got to come out of her fast.
All right, I'll go talk to her.
Okay.
Hey.
I can't tell under the bandages. How do they look?
They're gonna be great.
Is, uh, Al around?
He went to get food. Do you want me to call him?
No. No, that's okay.
Um...
Chloe. Mm-hmm.
Your C.T. came back,
and it looks like you have cancer...
In your prostate.
That's not possible.
Unfortunately, it is.
It explains why you're peeing blood.
I'm a woman.
Yeah, you are.
But at one point, physically, you were a man.
Your C.T. showed remnants of your male reproductive tract,
including your prostate...
With a tumor.
I thought I got rid of that part of me.
And now here it is... Hurting me all over again.
I guess you can't keep a secret forever, huh?
I guess not.
Look, we're gonna get you through this, okay?
It is serious.
But with surgery and chemo, you're gonna do great.
No, you don't understand.
I told you it was a secret.
Al doesn't know.
Sweetie, your cancer's pretty advanced.
We got to get you into surgery.
How?
I mean, if Al finds out...
He'll kill us both.
Hey.
So, the, uh, surgery went well.
How you feeling?
A little out of it.
Two surgeries, one on top of the other...
What do you expect?
How'd she do?
Well, we were able to completely remove the abdominal tumor.
That's great news. Thank you.
How you doing, honey?
Good.
But, uh, we ran into an unexpected complication.
When we got in there,
we saw that, uh, the tumor had invaded Chloe's uterus...
So we had to remove it.
So, you mean...
I can't have kids?
I'm so sorry.
It's okay, honey.
As long as you're healthy, that's all that matters.
We decide we want to have kids one day,
we can just adopt, right?
What do you say, Dr. Devlin?
Definitely.
All right, I'll leave you two alone.
Thank you... for everything.
Look at him.
He's barely breathing.
Unfortunately, the procedure
seems to have complicated the arrhythmia.
So you made him worse again.
Bethany, baby, stop. Stop.
I need you.
He needs you.
I see...
Lights...
Like people talk about.
No.
What kind of light, Mr. Maslan?
Halos...
Golden halos.
Get the ophthalmoscope.
What is it?
Uh, yellow halos may be a sign of toxicity.
You said he'd been having nightmares?
Yeah, the past couple of weeks.
Fundi are normal.
I know you said you were having a natural pregnancy,
but did Stuart take anything herbal for his cold?
Just a cough suppressant I got him.
I think I have it.
Foxglove.
Grab the digibind.
How much has he been taking?
Uh, I don't know... Whenever he coughs.
Foxglove is an herbal version
of a very potent Western medicine called "digoxin."
An overdose can lead to a severe heart arrhythmia,
nightmares, and visual changes.
I just wanted us to be healthy for the baby.
The arrhythmia is resolving.
Yes, it is.
Well done, Dr. wilcox.
My breathing.
No. No, babe.
It's better.
No, it's not that.
I think my water just broke.
What?
Oh. Nurse!
Uh, call up to L&D. Tell them we're gonna need a bed.
Hey, Chloe. You're looking good.
I don't feel so bad... You know, considering.
I'll meet you back in the room.
I just want to thank Dr. Devlin one-on-one.
Two minutes.
Okay.
I need to know the truth about Chloe's cancer.
Well, like I said, she has...
Don't lie to me, Grace.
I know about her.
I've known about her for a while,
and I still love her.
Okay, well, then, in that case, it's none of my business,
but why don't you just tell her you know?
You're right. It's none of your business.
I'll tell her when I'm ready and under my own terms.
Do I make myself clear?
Yeah.
Of course.
If you ever tell Constantine or anyone else...
Hey, don't threaten me, okay?
If I couldn't keep a secret, I'd already be dead.
Buddy, I'm gonna go get some Chinese food.
Do you want anything?
All right.
Hey, you heading home?
Yeah. Uh, I thought you left hours ago.
Oh, I stuck around for the Maslan delivery.
Baby boy... 7 pounds, 2 ounces.
Mother, child, and Lazarus
are all doing very well.
That's great.
And I prescribed a cocktail for Olivia,
who is very much relieved.
It's been quite a day.
Yeah.
Just when you think you've seen it all,
here comes the curve ball.
Well, life is full of surprises, isn't it?
Well...
Good night, Grace.
I'm telling you, Constantine played it like a chess master...
Had me drop the location right in front of Eddie Russo.
Russo... that creep's always shooting his mouth off.
Exactly. Within an hour,
I get word from my guy at Tijuana grill...
Balt's on the move.
Eddie Russo isn't the only one with a big mouth.
What do you think... it's a joke
to kill a member of the Nogales cartel?
I left the message 24 hours ago.
Could you tell him Mr. Alexander and I
need to speak with him urgently?
That's right. Mm-hmm. Thank you.
The, uh, Nogales lawyer,
yeah, is calling us back any minute, the son of a bitch.
I just spoke to Trapani.
The cartel agreed to a truce
until I can have a sit-down with them.
That's great, boss. We'll see.
I got my stuff from the car. I'm gonna take off.
Listen, kid, I'd feel much better about things
if you came and stayed at the house with me.
I don't want to seem ungrateful.
I'm just... not comfortable with that.
But thank you... for what you did.
Look, you're not gonna leave town, are you?
No, I'm gonna check into a hotel,
stick around a couple days.
Whatever you do,
don't check into the hotel under your own name.
You pay in cash,
and don't let anybody in the room till you hear from me.
Yeah. I got it.
I'm glad you're gonna stick around, Luke.
You know, it gives us a chance
to maybe get to know each other.
Sure.
Look, I want to meet Grace.
Yeah, my mom told me about her before she died.
I think it's time we met.
I understand.
Listen to me... I'm gonna handle this,
but I want you to promise me
you're gonna keep your head down.
Be very careful.
Okay. I will.
Give me the keys to the car, Bobby.
Boss, you want me to drive?
No, not this time.
It's something I got to do alone.
Tino, what are you doing?
I'm going to the Devlins'.
It's something I should have taken care of a long time ago.
Yes. Yes, Mr. Buchman, good to hear from you.
I, uh, called regarding a business misunderstanding
with your clients from Nogales.
Yes, uh, I know Al Trapani has already reached out,
but we would like to go on record direc...
You're certain about that?
I need to call you back, sir. Thank you.
Answer, answer.
Tino, the Nogales lawyer called back.
We have a problem.
Trapani lied about the cartel. There is no truce.
Trapani never even passed on your offer to pay Luke's debt.
If they find out you killed their man
without trying to negotiate, this is going to get ugly fast.
Tino, call me as soon as you can.
Oh. Hey.
I thought I heard someone come in.
- How you doing? - Good.
I already ate, but I can heat you up some leftovers.
Yeah, that sounds nice. Thank you.
I'm just gonna take a shower real quick.
Okay. You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Okay. Love you.
I love you, too.
Is Ray watching out there,
or is he just sitting there, picking through pastries?
He's watching. He's eating the pastries, too.
Look at this. This broad lies in the interview...
Says those are real.
You paid money for this thing?
You can go online and see these broads naked for nothing.
Bobby, there's something to be said about old-school.
Hey, did one of you two move Constantine's phone book?
Uh, yeah, it's with the orders.
Did I not tell him to keep it closed?
You did.
Where's Constantine?
Go to hell.
Where is he?
I don't know.
Ohh!
Where is he?
Where... is... he?
Constantine.
What's the occasion?
We got to tell Grace, Dannie.
Tell Grace what?
We've got to tell her everything
before she finds out on her own.
Mom?
Mom.
Help!
Somebody, help!
Help!!
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No.
Oh, I don't mean here here. I mean Baltimore.
Yeah, I've given several lectures
to the Baltimore homicide division.
Oh, God...
What's wrong with your mouth?
I got a tooth situation. Well, go to a dentist.
All right, I will if it doesn't get any better.
Ow! Man! Are you afraid of the dentist?
Welcome to balmer.
This is, uh, actually a federal flood abatement project,
which is why we called you.
K-9 unit was using it for an exercise,
and one of the cadaver dogs went berserk.
When they dug up the cement...
No, that's concrete.
Cement
is an ingredient in concrete.
Yeah, that's a real important distction to make
at this juncture.
So, what do we got, bones, huh?
Do your thing.
Nothing.
Nothing. Nothing? No, I can't see enough
of the skull, the tibia, the pubis.
Nothing. Nothing. Wait a second. Nothing.
Oh, sorry about that.
We drove all the way here so you could just tell me nothing?
All right, so what do you, what do you want to, uh,
get the whole slab of cement... Concrete.
Concrete, whatever... shipped back to the jeffersonian?
Yes. Yes.
Sex?
The mandible suggests male,
and the tibia suggests
he was between five- six and six feet tall.
Waffle-soled training shoes and a track suit.
You know who wears track suits? Athletes?
No. Huge tubs of lard or retired people.
And rap stars.
The teeth suggest early middle age.
So not a retiree.
Uh, calcified holes with radial fractures
in the left clavicle and scapula are consistent
with ballistic damage.
He was shot to death? And stabbed.
But neither killed him.
The wounds healed.
Shot, stabbed, but lived to die another day?
Rap star.
There is a small hole in the back of the cranium.
Get the skull out first, establish cause of death,
then give Angela something to work with to I.D. The guy.
Where is Angela?
I'm really not good at this kind of thing.
You know, I don't...
I don't get the significance.
One year ago today,
you buried your mother.
You laid her to rest.
Here.
You're marking the anniversary.
Angela, I simply don't believe
my mother retained sentience beyond death.
Well, part of you is made up of your mother, right?
In a manner of speaking.
So, honor that part of yourself.
Visualize a memory of her.
See what it brings up.
I have very few distinct memories of my mother.
I'll wait in the car.
Hiya, honey.
I was hoping you might show up.
I don't... I don't want to talk to you.
We're standing here
in front of your mother's grave.
Obviously, you've come for some kind of answer.
Maybe I can... provide 'em.
You're a killer.
You burn people.
Yeah, I'd like to report a sighting of Max keenan
at eternal spring memorial gardens.
He's a wanted fugitive.
I love you.
Yes, I'm sure.
Because he's my father.
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The pull-ups team told the krumme family,
we were filming a potty training video.
Oh!
Wh was that?
But what they didn't know...
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