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[KEYBOARD CLACKING,

BUTTONS BEEPING]

[VERDI'S "LIBIAMO NE'LIETI

CALICI" PLAYING]

[LAUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

[G.H.O.S.T. & XL'S

"LOCKED DOWN" PLAYING]

This goes out to all

My people

Lost in the system

Whoa

A lockdown

Whoa

Whoa

Smile for the camera

Whoa

They can't keep me in here

Forever

I see you walkin'

With your head down

Locked down

You got a right

To be scared now

Locked down

You never see the light

Of the sun

Only suits and khaki

'Cause your life is done

Uh, uh

Take your place

At your two-man cell

Think about the good times

But crime got you

Into hell

A bad decision

Just look at how you lived it

You wastin' away

With lonely years

You were given

Maybe your alcohol

Made you lose your mind

No, merely, it was just

A wrong space and time

So tell me

What could be worse?

You're feeling down

On your luck

Why your cellmate

Staring, like, what?

Is there a problem?

[DOOR BUZZING

IN BACKGROUND]

You're that guy.

Yeah, you're that guy

with the crazy family.

Yeah. Harvey.

Harvey Wallbanger.

Yeah, that's it.

That's you.

Bellinger.

Ah, well. Tell you what,

Harvey Barringer,

better make yourself

at home.

You gonna be here

a while.

Don't worry,

I'm not here for long.

["LOCKED IN" CONTINUING]

MAN:

Bellinger.

Showtime.

[LOCK CLICKS]

Years later

I'm still doin' hard time

Locked down

Convicted felon

Prayin' for a peace of mind

I watch time

What else can I do?

'Cause in jail, the system

Really trash you

I can't see another year

Bein' locked down

I can't take another charge

Or be knocked down

Shackled and chained

I wanna see my lawyer

"Man, I can't do nothin'

For you"

So where the governor at?

MAN 1:
Who's up next here?

MAN 2:
Bellinger, Harvey A.

MAN 1:
Oh, yes. Yes.

MAN 2:
The arsonist.

We have a half hour

with him.

No, no. No,

not a half hour.

I'm hungry.

It's late.

[WHISPERS]

Lunchtime.

[CHAIR SCRAPES]

[SIGHS]

Bellinger,

Harvey A.?

Yes.

I'm Deputy Commissioner Orr.

This is

Commissioner Rishwain.

And District

Hearing Agent Tanaka.

You've got 10 minutes.

HARVEY:

All right.

Lydia Anne Layton.

[]

She was the wet dream

of every teenage boy

from Pasadena

to Pennsylvania.

She did, uh,

some modeling,

few B movies...

but her real moment of glory

was her Playboy pictorial.

"Screen Sirens, 1975."

[MOANING]

RISHWAIN:

Stop right there.

Are you for real?

Do not make the mistake

of mocking this panel.

Okay, what does this

have to do with arson?

HARVEY:

Setup and payoff.

Yeah, if I don't set it up

properly, the payoff,

the fire, will make

absolutely no sense,

and you'll never know

why I did it

or if I'll do it again.

You've got eight minutes.

[INHALES]

So I got married...

to a woman just like Mom.

[]

That was my first mistake.

And after 17 years of

the American dream...

[WOMAN MOANING]

...I find my wife

doing the sprinkler guy

in the garage.

[GROANS]

She got the house,

I got the payments.

And let us not forget,

a job...

selling toilets.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

The one truly perfect result

of our unholy union...

my little girl, Audrey.

She was nothing

like her mother, thank God.

Perfect little princess.

[MOANING]

Oh.

[SIREN APPROACHING]

Ah!

OFFICER [ON BULLHORN]:

This is the L.A.P.D.

Everyone in a single line.

Have your ID cards

and/or driver's license ready.

HARVEY:
If it had not

been for her one night

of teenage indiscretion,

I would never have run headlong

into my destiny:

Lydia...

Anne...

Layton.

Screen siren, 1975.

And, of course...

[NEEDLE SCRATCHES]

...the product of

her unholy first union,

the demon seed.

[HELICOPTER

WHIRRING]

It wasn't long

before I was gone.

[PIANO PLAYING]

So, Audrey,

your dad tells me

that you and Colby

actually knew each other

before our little run-in

with the police.

Uh...

Uh, well, uh--

Well, we're

in the same class?

Cool. So you guys

are buds.

Yeah.

Uh, we're really

quite close.

Ah. Well. This is the first

I've heard of it.

[CHUCKLES]

That's excellent.

HARVEY:

So everything was perfect.

We were like two kids in love.

It was amazing.

[PACHELBEL'S "CANON

IN D MINOR" PLAYING]

I can't believe

this is happening.

This is so weird.

Yep.

Our deal still

stands, right?

No one is to know.

I got your word?

Water under the bridge.

Ugh.

[]

[MAN CLEARS THROAT]

MAN 2:
Sorry, bro.

HARVEY:
Any of you know

the true meaning of obsession?

And I'm talking

roll-up-your-sleeves,

pull-your-head-out-of-your--

pardon my colorful language

--ass, lost-all-common-sense

obsession.

RISHWAIN:

Eh, okay, we get the picture.

Uh, no. I don't

think you do.

[]

[WOMAN MOANING]

[GRUNTING]

[GASPING]

[MOANING]

[GRUNTING]

RISHWAIN:

Mr. Bellinger, this board

is not the slightest bit

interested

in your sexual exploits,

no matter how imaginative.

Well,

uh...

turns out

that, uh,

sex...was the more benign

of Lydia's addictions.

[PHONE DIALING,

MODEM CONNECTING]

Remember early 2000?

Come on, Intel.

The beginning of the end.

And I'm not talking Y2K.

Come on, Intel.

Come on.

We were all gonna get rich.

Stupid rich.

Emphasis on "stupid."

The NASDAQ had climbed

from 1500 to 5000

in a little over a year.

Come on, Intel.

Everyone and their second

cousin's dog was day trading.

But things were just

starting to unravel.

Like a cheap sweater.

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