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You got what I want?

You sound like someone

I knew. I think he's dead.

- Some son-of-a-b*tch he was.

- I guess he can be me then.

- What's he doing?

- Looking for us.

I'd say that Lee Ray just took

the hidden out of hidden camera.

Nightmares again?

Can't give you any more.

Doc said two pills a night, max.

Did you ever try these things?

Nah. Soon as I hit

the bed, I'm out.

My daddy used to say that...

an honest man's pillow

is his peace of mind.

Wanna play cards? It's gonna take 20

minutes for these things to kick in.

I'm not supposed to do anything

that could affect your environment.

Winning a hand of cards is

really gonna affect my life!

Come on, I've got this

kick-ass root beer here.

You won't let me have any alcohol,

so I sprang for the good stuff.

All right,

but then I'm out the door.

Cheers.

How long have you been

working with theses guys?

Three years this month.

I used to be a cop in Detroit...

I'm not even supposed to

talk to you. I gotta go.

- Get some sleep.

- No, take it with you.

- It's fine.

- Thanks, man.

What are you wearing?

Really?

Is that all?

I think you are a

very naughty girl.

Sh*t!

Come on, Brock.

I see your goddamn walkie.

The Blue Line for Davenport

now boarding on Track 4.

Dr. Copeland?

It's Norton. We've lost him.

The train is bound to Davenport.

What the hell's he

doing in Davenport?

Sh*t. That's where

Gary Caputo lives.

The guy Lee Ray shot

in the stairwell?

And his brother that testified

against Lee Ray lives there too.

Bill's not here!

Gary?

Bill's not here.

I'm not looking for Bill.

I came here to see you.

I like this commercial.

Who are you?

My name is Joe.

- I don't know anyone named Joe.

- I'm a new friend.

I wanna tell you something.

Long time ago,

somebody hurt you.

Really bad.

They hurt you really bad.

And they want me to tell you they

were really sorry for what they did.

They're really sorry

for hurting you.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

No, it's not.

Here. I got you something.

I got you some stuff. Here.

I don't know what you like

so I got you what I like.

I'm not supposed to

eat too much candy.

- Look at this.

- But I do.

Listen to me,

anything that you want...

if you wanna go see a movie,

go to the park...

whatever you want,

you tell me.

I'll see you again soon.

Was that guy in here?

- He's my friend.

- What do you mean?

- He's gonna take me to a movie.

- What? What's his name?

- I forget.

- You f***ing forget everything!

Where do I know that guy?

You gotta sign the check again.

Here!

- What do I write?

- Jesus Christ...

do we have to go over this

every goddamn month?

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