Previously on. One Dollar...
What did you do to your wife?
- I don't have a wife. - Bullshit.
- I went to Mercy Seat. - Dannie!
That's my sister!
Carries my niece.
W-We got to be square, because I don't, I don't think
we should ever see each other again.
I found some checks,
which made me curious, so I started snooping.
You treated me like the mark,
and I told you that I'm not the mark.
- You want in? - Yeah.
We know who you are.
Whatever you do, we'll know about it.
I don't have any idea who those people were
or why they did that to me.
Maybe I just let this one die.
Thought we were having a good time.
I mean, I haven't heard from you.
Look, it's pretty clear that you have
some shit going on.
Call me when you're done.
You're doing all this for a contract?
I'm having to beg, borrow and steal
for something that should be ours by right.
Nobody move.
You're with them?
- You might have ruined the whole thing. - I'm sorry, Pop.
Hey, buddy. Could you help us out?
Sorry. We-we don't need any money.
It's just our battery died.
You have any, uh, jumper cables?
Yeah, I think I do.
Excuse me, sir. Don't mean to interrupt.
But I found your wallet.
You're a difficult man to catch up with.
Thank you, man.
This is a big relief.
Sorry about the dirt.
We'll see you later, Mr. Noveer.
My dog, he, uh, picks things up... Hmm.
...brings them home and buries them in our yard.
I tried to clean it off a little bit, but,
- couldn't get it all. - Yeah.
Didn't mean to interrupt you and your friends.
Nah, man. You just made this my lucky day.
Look, man, this is all I got right now,
but, uh, let me take you to lunch sometime.
No, man, I'm just glad to get that back to you.
All right, well, let me take your dog to lunch.
So, uh, you on your way to work or something?
Yeah.
Where's that?
Carl Steel.
How's he to work for?
Ah, you know, h-he's all right.
All right?
He all right to you?
If it wasn't for Carl Steel, me and my family
would've been done-in-for a long time ago, so...
- Is that right? - Yeah.
Well, look, thanks again, man.
- No problem. - Shit, sorry.
You have a good day.
Hey, see you later, now.
- Yeah, you, too. - All right.
...which means...
you're gonna have to put off school for a little while.
- For how long? - Well, there are, uh,
plenty of colleges right here.
Can we afford those?
I mean the community college.
We are all going to have to pitch in a little bit.
Why don't we sell something? Like one of our properties.
We have to sell off everything, Dannie.
We have to sell the house.
Sweetie, uh,
you are still our priority.
And th-this is an opportunity.
A lot of the kids are taking this... the year thing, the...
- A gap year. - Yeah, take the gap.
You have to get a job.
No, put that away.
I'll be right back.
Mr. Drimmer?
Yeah?
Jake Noveer. I'm a detective.
How long you worked for Bud Carl?
Uh, you know, I-I already talked to the cops.
Did the whole, uh,
DNA tests and everything.
I'm just trying to help you here.
Help me with what?
Well, you seem to do a lot of things for Mr. Carl.
Materials mover during the day.
Loading rolls of steel onto trains at night.
Yeah, well, I got a little girl to feed.
Here you go.
I'll take any hours they can give me.
Where's her mom?
Uh, she's not in the picture anymore.
A drug thing.
Yeah, I know that thing pretty well.
Any idea why Bud Carl is shipping steel
to a Chinese company?
Um, I...
No. I-I don't know anything about China.
Well, that's where those rolls you loaded ended up going.
Well, you know, I-I do OT because I need OT.
Right, right.
And when the cops talked to you,
I'm guessing they asked you about the night
of the Seven Bloods... where you were.
Yeah, I mean, I told them I-I was here with her.
Like I said, I'm-I'm the only one
that really takes care of her.
Hmm. Well, I can't ask her,
so you got anybody who can vouch for that?
You-you want to talk to someone?
Um... uh, you can talk
to the daycare lady, Mrs. Bailey.
- Bailey, right. - Uh, you know,
I-I picked her up, uh, from work and I brought her here.
I mean, it's not really like I could, I could, like,
leave her here alone, so...
And yet you did.
Why do you care about Bud Carl so much?
What is that supposed to mean?
I know you helped him that night.
Hey, if-if you know so much,
why don't you just take me in right now?
Look, here's what I know happened.
I know you went there and I know you loaded bodies
in the back of that truck.
I know you helped Bud Carl get rid of them.
But I didn't see everything, and to be honest,
I don't think you killed anybody.
I think you're a good kid who got caught up in something.
What do you want me to do?
We go down to the police and you tell them everything you know,
and we find a way to plea bargain you to freedom.
What does he have on you
that you ain't telling me everything you know right now?
'Cause you got a lot to lose, buddy.
Why'd you go help him that night?
- I didn't. - You did. You know you did, but why?
Because your boss calls, okay?
But then you get there, and see all that
and still go through with it?
Why are you protecting him?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You know much about the foster system?
No, no, I don't.
When you're in the foster system, your chances
of getting adopted are around ten to 15%.
Now, I'm not gonna pretend your life's been easy, Mr. Drimmer.
I'm sure it really hasn't.
But I am sure you want a better one for your daughter.
Now, when you don't have someone
that loves you to take care of you,
every night, you get the idea that your mom and dad
didn't care enough to stop you going to jail,
stop you getting hooked on drugs.
Or you just start to think that maybe
they didn't want you in the first place.
And that feeling doesn't go away.
It stays with you your whole life.
Yeah. Yeah, I know that feeling.
Hey, uh, wh-what was your name? Jake?
Uh-huh.
Uh, y-you have a father that was around for you, Jake?
It's weird with dads, you know?
Sometimes they, they come back into your life.
Uh, mine seems to be getting me into a lot of trouble right now.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Get in touch when you're ready to tell me the whole story.
It'll make it a lot easier on you.
If you don't,
it'll be a lot worse.
Are you still furious at me?
No, of course not.
I'm sorry I was nasty to you about the Garrett thing.
I talked to my therapist about it, and she said
she thought I was quitting before I was being fired.
What does that mean?
That I was making up an excuse to be mad at you
because I was worried about us losing touch when we go away.
We only have a few more weeks here left.
I really don't want to spend them being mad at you.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry.
You know, I was, I was a jerk, too.
So have you heard from him?
Yeah, I... yeah, turns out, we we're completely wrong about him,
and the guy who beat up Carries mom?
Totally different guy.
- Oh, my God. - We're never gonna talk again,
so yeah, it's good.
I'm sorry.
Honestly, it's for the best, though.
I'm not saying that because of him.
I just mean, like, we're about to leave
and start this whole new life and he's staying here.
Yeah.
I mean, you are still excited about leaving, aren't you?
Of course.
What's going on?
I thought the place would be on fire or something.
Come on.
Yeah, a cop was just here.
What'd you say to him?
He-he told me that he saw me
loading steel rolls onto a train,
uh, carrying bodies onto the back of a truck.
How could he see you carrying bodies
on the back of that truck?
There's a camera.
- There was a what? - There's, uh, there's
a camera on the back of the cube truck.
There wasn't a camera on the back of that truck.
I don't know what to tell you, because I found a fucking camera
on the back of the cube truck.
- What did you do with it? - I brought it back here.
I-I put it in a drawer, and it's fucking gone now.
Why didn't you tell me that you had that?
I don't know. I had other fucking things
on my mind that night.
What was on the tape?
- I don't know. - You don't know.
No, I don't know. I didn't watch it.
- You didn't watch it? - I didn't... I didn't want to.
Yeah, he also told me that
that steel was going to China.
- He said China? - Yeah.
Why the fuck are you sending steel to China?
You get me to help you, uh,
clean up bodies.
Just be honest with me.
It's a contract.
Garrett, the contract that's got the mill running like a top.
Hand to God.
Seven people had to die because of that?
Our friend, Rick, and a couple of his buddies
tried to rob us in the middle.
It went to shit.
Guys got killed.
Why didn't you go to the cops with that?
Fuck you, man.
They're gonna take me away from my-my daughter because of you.
I'm so sorry.
I'm just...
I'm-I'm so sorry I got yinz involved.
I'll figure a way to get you out.
You know, you probably don't remember this,
but, uh, you'd be out with your mom.
Uh, company picnic.
Grocery store.
And I'd come up to you.
I'd say, uh, "How you doing, hotshot?"
Give you a wink, a smile.
I got a lot of regrets.
But not hugging you when I had the chance, that's, uh...
What's going on?
I thought the place would be on fire or something.
Come on.
You put a camera on that truck?
Why would you put a camera on that fucking truck?
Once you got that guy, Rick, involved, they made me
- put a camera in the truck. - They?
'Cause he was gonna be with the money without us around.
They...? Who's in charge of this operation, huh?
You know that this is a partnership, man.
Well, thanks to you,
that detective has a tape!
What? We're in this because of your guy, Rick, man!
He knows about China. How did he know about China?!
- How the fuck would I know that? - You in it with him, huh?
- What? - Huh? Are you trying to set me up?
Is that what's happening?
- Wait, if I was trying to set you up... - Huh?!
...wh-why would I still be here, man?!
Okay.
Okay, okay.
You go to get your guys,
and they got to take care of this guy and get that tape.
- I don't think they can handle something like that.
- They can handle putting
bloody gloves on my house,
they can take care of this guy,
make him go away, and get that tape!
I'm not asking, you little shit!
They'll handle it.
In the meantime,
we don't know who he's talked to, so...
do you have anywhere you can go?
You mean for good, now?
Maybe.
Or-or if we, if we take care of it
until-until this all blows over.
Where would I go?
Ladies and gentlemen,
the winner and this year's Camo and Cocktails champion is...
Ms. Heidi Weidower.
Thank you.
Bet you didn't see that coming, huh?
- Hey. - Hey.
Step into my office.
How's it going?
Waiting for a couple more people
to show up, give me their checks,
and then we can close this whole thing down.
What, are you sick of parties?
Sick of all this shit.
The clothes, the cars,
pretending to be somebody I'm not.
But you don't want to go straight, right?
Well, I can tell you,
I mean, it's not so great on the other side.
Well, this is, what, two houses
in two different cities. Two cars in two different cities.
It's tiring.
It's expensive.
Oh, so your margins fucking suck.
- Got it. - My margins suck.
Mm-hmm.
You know, I think you need a vacation.
Like, the islands or something, right?
Yeah.
But, first, let me show you how to keep your margins low.
And then... I don't know... let's just get out of here.
Let's go someplace.
All right, what do you have in mind?
Any one of these people you can't stand in particular?
Actually...
- I need to talk to you. - Oh, yeah, of course.
You're not an easy man to find. I thought you may be ducking me.
Well, you got an invitation to the party, right?
I must be really bad at ducking you.
I need to get my money out.
Listen, w-we are just getting started, all right?
- This is the official launch that I... - Yeah, but I see how we're doing.
I have to leave town, so I want to take my profit
and I need to get going, all right?
You have already doubled your investment.
You have no idea how high this might go.
- I would strongly advise that you... - Hey, man.
I don't really care.
I did everything you asked me to...
getting in early, doubling down, the whole cashier's check thing.
You said I could get out whenever I wanted.
All right.
My words my word.
I'll get you your money in the next 24 hours.
That's not soon enough. I have to leave town.
Okay, meet me downstairs in ten minutes.
Yeah, that guy seems like a real piece of work.
Yeah, if ever there was a guy, that's the guy.
What you got?
Is that real?
No.
Okay.
It's a Léger.
It's a million-dollar painting. You keep it as collateral.
I'll get you your check in one or two days.
What?
No, I-I need to get the money.
I don't have 800 grand lying around.
Figured you were the kind of guy who does.
The painting for now.
I don't know fucking art, man.
This could be worthless. Or a fake.
Get it checked out.
There's a place over on Euclid.
Named Sourer.
They brokered a couple deals for me before. They'll confirm it.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Fuck.
Boy,
you know our bedtime around here.
I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking.
Just... Well, I just needed some advice.
All right, come on.
I'm awake now anyway.
Now, for goodness sakes,
what's so wrong
it got you coming to my door
needing my help?
You're in the morality business, right?
Well, I got a moral question for you.
It's about this Seven Bloods thing.
I got a video.
I know who was behind it.
You mean it shows who did that?
Problem is, I can't really use it.
Why not?
'Cause I kind of obtained it illegally,
and I got to move quick.
And you can't send it in anonymously?
I could do,
but it might get dismissed in court.
If I'm-a go out on a limb and take down a local hero,
I need a guarantee.
Who's the local hero?
Bud Carl.
Pop Carl?
On that video?
- Killing people? - Well, he didn't kill seven,
but he did enough to put him away
for the rest of his life and more.
Then what's the question? You need to take this
to Mr. Trask right now, honey.
But if I do, the mill shuts down.
I spoke to this kid, Garrett Drimmer.
Young fella, works at the mill.
He's on that video, too.
Then you turn him in.
He's got a little girl, Etta.
So if I take this to Trask,
this young man gets arrested.
What happens to his little girl?
She-she ends up like I did...
coming to a place like this.
Coming to a place like this is not the end of the world.
When you got a dad who cares about you, it sure is.
My point is, there's no telling
how many folks like this Drimmer kid there are,
how many families are ruined by this place shutting down.
You're telling me that you know who murdered seven people,
and you're worried about a steel mill shutting down?
I don't think you can do this alone,
and I don't think you can decide this on your own.
You need to take this to Peter.
Hmm.
So he gets to bring it home, right?
So that's what's stopping you,
your vanity.
Nah, it ain't that.
I've had enough of this.
I'm going back to bed.
Well, thanks for the insight.
It's not a moral question
if you know what needs to be done.
The moral question is whether you do it or not.
Now, let yourself out and turn out my lights.
Hello?
Pete, it's Jake.
I need your help, man.
Them guys that got me before are in my apartment,
- tossing the place. - Who are these guys?
I don't know, man. I don't know.
All right, stay put,
stay safe and I'll get somebody there right away.
Thanks, man.
What the fuck is this?
Noveer.
All right, let's go. Everybody out.
Sh-Shit.
Gun, gun. Rook, gun!
Shots fired. Suspect is down.
Stay down on the ground!
- Let me see those hands! - Hands behind your back now!
Down on your stomach.
Hands behind your back!
Don't fucking move.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one...
Hands behind your back. Do not move.
Hey, it's-it's me.
Are you kidding me?
I'm sorry. Some guys just broke into my apartment,
busted the place up.
I need a place to stay for the night.
You're sleeping now?
I'm actually really tired, yeah.
Uh-uh. Couch.
You're used to that.
I have, like, two hours
where I can actually get some sleep.
You're not gonna mess that up.
What you lack in hospitality you make up for in good looks.
Good night.
That's why we do it, huh?
All that adrenaline running through?
- Yeah, that was good. - And look at you.
You finally earned the right to be my partner.
Ah... come on.
I'm just messing around.
Come on, I'm just busting your balls a little.
I've been nice to you for one reason, okay?
To survive being the only black female cop
in this entire department,
which you wouldn't even understand the first thing about,
- so I don't know why... - Jesus Christ. Take it easy.
We just did something great together.
I'm not raising my voice.
Oh.
I don't owe you friendship, Chewy.
I don't owe anything to someone who's been sexist
- and racist and... - Wait, hey, hey, hey, hey,
fuck you, okay?
I never used the N-word in my fucking life,
not even when singing along to Nas songs.
All the stuff you said about affirmative action...
- Yeah, I... - All these little microaggressions,
that's racism.
Come on, that is just me fucking with a rookie.
You know, like, hazing and shit.
Oh, so that justifies your behavior?
The way I see it, we got two options:
either you apologize,
and we work our way towards real friendship,
or... years of silent-ass car rides.
Either way, it's your job to change.
It's not my job to just take it.
Never was.
What the fuck?
Hey, how you doing?
Hi. Uh, I need to get an appraisal for this.
And this is...?
Wow.
- Yeah. - Wow, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
So what do you think?
My best estimate for this is three...
...million.
Yeah. Yeah, I assumed something like that.
So, um, uh...
Hey, how you doing?
Oh, this is my father.
If I wanted to move a piece like this,
to sell it, like, what would that,
what would be the process in getting all that...
Oh, my.
Ooh, yep.
- Yeah. - Ah...
It's gorgeous.
It is absolutely gorgeous.
Have you...?
- No. - Hmm.
At an auction,
we could probably get... I don't know,
$500,000 for it.
What? She just said it was worth $3 million.
- Well... - Come on.
- Thanks. - Well... Oh, no. Hey, don't,
don't be like that. You know, it's, it's very sub...
- I have been wrong in the past. - It's very subjective.
You know, I could've been a bit high.
Yeah. No, thanks.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey. - I'm all right.
- Thank you very much. - No, don't be like that.
No, have a good one. You need to get on the same page, you two.
Why would you ever tell a client...
You know, I'm sorry. You weren't here.
I didn't know.
- But you assess! - I was just doing my job.
- Hey! All right. - I negotia...
Hey, I'm walking here!
Yeah, let's go to Times Square, all right?
Good show.
Yeah, seriously. Chels...
- Hmm? - Good work.
He didn't doubt us for a second.
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
Uh...
One, two,
three, four, five.
Fuck it.
Hi.
I called about the job you'd advertised.
Oh, yeah, come on in.
I'm Dannie.
Nice to meet you, Dannie. I'm Cass.
Why do you want to work at a bakery?
Honestly? I don't know anything about baking...
but I'm not going to college for a while,
and I've never learned to do anything direct.
I want to do something fundamental for a change.
That's a good answer.
You want to color the astronaut blue?
Say, "How you doing, hotshot?"
Give you a wink and a smile.
Got a lot of regrets.
But not hugging you when I had...
- Hey. - They didn't get him.
They got busted.
They didn't get the tape.
You need to get out now.
- Uh, there's a... - No, not...
Not now.
Hey, man.
Can I help you?
Yeah, uh, I'm here to see Bud Carl.
Names Jake Noveer.
What's it about?
I'm a detective.
- Bud Carl. - Hey, Pop.
I-I got a Jake Noveer here to see you.
Says he's a detective.
Be right there.
Mr. Noveer?
Uh, thanks, Jimmy.
Follow me, please.
And, uh, what can I do for you?
Well, I got some information, so I wanted to come right over.
I've never had a problem with you, Mr. Carl.
You've employed a lot of people I care about over the years.
Well, that's good to hear.
Mr. Carl, I have footage of you,
Rick Mitchell, Garrett Drimmer.
Hey, Jimmy.
Two coffees.
And I didn't fully know why, or what you were up to,
but... then I found this.
Now, I've been thinking about how to handle this.
After all, I'm a detective, not a cop,
so... we can be a little more creative.
Creative.
- What do you want, money? - Listen,
Mr. Carl, this can go one of two ways:
you can deny all this and I hand everything over to the cops.
They'll investigate, and this will be real hard.
They'll shut down the mill in the process.
Or you can walk into the Braden PD
on your own volition and confess.
And why would I do that?
Because I think you're about to lose everything.
They find out about the murder,
they find out about your involvement, and this...
But we find a way to keep
the deal you made quiet so the mill can stay open.
You got a green piece of cloth, and I don't know
- what you're talking about... - Don't fuck with me on this, Bud.
You understand? You killed a man.
And this harebrained fucking get-rich-quick scheme of yours
caused six other people to die.
This is bigger than you.
Look around.
Now, I'm doing something I've never done before,
which is compromise, but not for you.
But so all these good people can keep the jobs that you
and your father and your grandfather
worked all these years to provide.
You're from here, right?
Well, then you know.
See... the Carls lived in Braden.
We gave back.
We-we took responsibility.
I went to school with the workers kids
and the accountants kids, the foreman's kids.
See, a boss's life was something you could see.
Something to aspire to.
It wasn't some get-rich-quick scheme.
I don't know when it changed.
I don't know.
Maybe when it was...
the bosses living further and further away and...
nobody in these towns seem like people to them anymore.
But they've always been people to me.
Even the ones who died here.
If you care about the people, turn yourself in,
so your son can be free and clear,
and take care of your granddaughter.
You got till 5:00 today,
to hand yourself in to the Braden Police,
or I go there and show them everything.
Hi.
Don't worry about me.
- Hi. - Hi.
It's really coming together.
Yeah. How was the job interview?
Oh, it was good.
I think I got it.
Good for you.
Thanks. Dad?
- What? - Dad.
Get the door.
Wh-What?
Why do I always have to...?
You. You upgraded.
You got a bigger wagon.
- You... - Downgraded.
- This is your house? - Don't judge.
So, what's your story?
Well, Moms still in the hospital,
and they still can't find Dad.
Oh, that's good, that's good.
But I did get accepted into the National Science Fair.
- When is it? - October.
- Where? - Phoenix, Arizona.
- What's your project? - Desalinating water.
- Why? - Global warming.
People in coastal areas during hurricanes will need clean water
in order to survive, before help arrives.
How much are your sculptures?
One for seven, two for 12.
Uh-huh. Yeah, that's good.
Yeah, that's good. Impressive.
Hey, wait. Aren't you gonna buy a sculpture?
Oh, no. I'm broke.
You're a hard man to get ahold of.
Was starting to think you were ducking me.
Oh, yeah, man. Sorry.
Come on in.
As promised.
Now I just need that painting.
Yeah, uh, you know, it's weird.
It's kind of grown on me.
I can just take that instead.
That paintings worth $2 million.
You said one.
Yeah, well, it's got sentimental value.
It's been with me since I was a kid.
I'll give you two for it.
There's 1.2 in there, in cash,
and you can keep your check.
Do you always keep this kind of cash laying around?
Come on. We got a deal?
So, how did it go?
Holy shit.
Oh, my God.
What's that one called?
We call it the Accordion Con.
Well, that's a good one.
How are you? Is the chief in by any chance?
Uh, yes. He's back in his office.
Okay, thank you.
Chief Trask,
my clients prepared to clear up all matters
regarding the Seven Bloods incident.
He's prepared to confess to a series of crimes
that will give you a clear picture
of the incident from beginning to end.
In exchange for his confession,
he has some stipulations.
- Hey, Robyn. - Hey, Chewy.
Hey, man. Let me buy you a beer.
What do you want, dude?
I don't want anything, I just want to buy you a beer.
I'm good.
Hey, Walmart.
Do you think I'm a racist?
Uh, yeah, dude.
Man, why would you say that to me?
'Cause you're fucking racist, Chewy.
What can I get you?
Um...
Just get him whatever he wants, on my tab.
From the well.
Brown or clear?
Brown.
- Hello? - Hey, Terri. It's Peter Trask.
Hey, uh, what's, what's going on?
We have some new information about the case.
Um, would you mind coming down to the station
so we can talk about it in person?
Yeah, I'll-I'll be, I'll be right there.
I just don't want to be that guy. I really don't.
So don't.
It's really that easy.
Right.
Hey, can you, uh...
can you come to the police station with me?
Uh, the chief just called and said
there's some break in the case.
So, I mean, I would ask Robyn, but she's got to work.
- Yeah. Yeah, of course. - Yeah.
Okay.
Come on, dumbass.
Fuck it.
Guys are saying it was Bud.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we've had a break in the case of the murders at the mill.
Uh, we're still investigating
based on the information we received,
but today, a local businessman
and a man who's done a lot of good for this town, Bud Carl...
...confessed to
involvement in the crime,
as well as the murder of Rick Mitchell.
Apparently, Mr. Carl was part of an illegal counterfeiting ring,
which he led with outside help
from a man we're still looking for, Michael Goodman.
If anyone has any information about this man, please contact
the Braden or state police department immediately.
In carrying this out,
Mr. Carl admits that he ultimately lost sight
of his connection to his community.
At this point in time, Carl Steel will remain open,
uh, until further notice. Thank you.
Bird?
Thought that was your file cabinet.
It's pretty comfortable. You should try it.
You're actually ready to use this thing?
Maybe.
- Fuck him. - Yeah, fuck him, but...
But what? He killed our friend.
Yeah, that's right. And now, now he's gonna pay for it.
You think he's gonna get the death penalty?
Life without parole, I bet. What's your best guess?
30 years. He'll probably get 30 years.
His last 30.
Nobody has any idea how this things gonna land.
What do you mean, with the mill?
The whole thing.
Well, I'm going home.
Robyn, can you close me out?
- I got these two guys, too. - Thanks, Terri.
- Mm-hmm. - Here's some cash for you, Terri.
- No, no. Fuck off with that. - 39.
Thank you.
Hey, man, it was great meeting you.
Um, let's grab a drink or something, you know?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Cool.
I owe you this.
Keep it.
Hey, I'll, I'll walk you out?
Okay.
Cool.
Bye, Chewy. Bye, Terri.
Hey.
I don't like the way we left things.
Want to come in?
Hi.
Yeah, I was just making, uh, some, uh, dinner.
Hi, pretty girl. Whatcha got?
Are you hiding?
I-I thought you'd be, like, um, at college by now.
Yeah, uh...
um... I'm not going.
Why?
Funding fell through,
so I'm gonna take a year and work, I guess.
What, do you, like, need a job or-or, uh...?
I just, I figured
that since I'm not going,
we could... hang out?
Um...
You want to, like, I don't know, do you want to stay for...
You want to stay for dinner, or...?
Yeah. No, dinner sounds great.
Hey, Jake.
Chief Trask.
Thanks for coming down.
Of course.
Congratulations on getting your man.
Yeah.
I wish we could, uh, pursue things further,
but whoever Bud was connected with seems to be a cold trail.
Hmm. All right.
Right.
Well, I have to head home.
I'm on baby duty tonight.
Oh, yeah.
But...
I wanted to say that, uh,
well, if you could ever see your way clear to joining
this department again, it would mean a lot to me.
And I did, uh,
did leave some start paperwork over there
in case you decide to.
And-and if you do want to come back,
I thought we could take another run at the Abby Washington case.
Shit.
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