Rosewood Lane

Ms. Blake?

I'm Detective Sabatino.

This is my partner,

Detective Briggs.

Ms. Blake,

he's been down

there a couple of days.

His blood alcohol,

Ms. Blake,

it was very high.

Gentlemen,

would you step out

for a minute, please?

Dad,

you son of a b*tch,

you finally did it.

Damn you, Dad.

He kept beating me

with it on my back,

and then on my

head until it broke.

He doesn't like

himself when it happens.

I don't even want

to hear about him.

This is not about him.

This is about you.

Sonny Blake Show.

Yes, Gail. That is

his problem, not yours.

He didn't call me.

You did.

I'm not sure it's

even within his control.

Gail, what is my motto

when I hear someone tell me

their life is out of control?

There are no accidents.

I wanna hear you

say it, Gail.

But more importantly,

I want you...

No, I need you to believe it.

Okay.

Okay, stay on the line,

and we'll get

that number to you.

To all of you that we did not get

a chance to speak with tonight,

that's all the time we have as

we approach The News at Midnight.

I am Dr. Sonny Blake,

my producer is the lovely

Ms. Paula Crenshaw.

Our own silverback male,

Glenn Forrester,

is up next with the news

I will see you Monday night,

and have a great,

great weekend.

Dr. Sonny Blake,

noted psychologist and author,

can be heard every

Monday through Friday

from 8:
00 p.m.

to midnight here on Talk Line.

Nice job.

Thank you.

So, you gonna let me take you out

for one last fling?

I can't.

I have to get up early,

and meet Barrett

and the moving van.

Did you say "Barrett"?

Barrett?

He called me

yesterday, okay?

Just said he missed me

and wanted to see me.

And you talked to him?

He's just helping

me with the move.

This is the guy

who you said should have his

breeder's license revoked?

Just stop.

But you were hating Barrett,

not the city.

And now you're moving out of the city

and bringing Barrett with you?

Sonny, stop.

What are you doing?

I wish I knew.

Okay, you sure I can't convince you

to go grab a late one?

Come on.

We can talk all about it.

I don't want to

talk about it.

What kind of late one?

I thought you were getting serious

about those meetings.

Did you just try and throw

a 12-step guilt trip at me

so I'd stop

talking about Barrett?

Pretty soon you're gonna be

knocking on my door,

begging to come hang out in the burbs

and have a barbecue.

And you're gonna be

pining for life in the city

without the boyfriend

that hit on your best friend.

Your lesbian best friend.

That's how dumb he is.

Hey, I passed the moving van

on the highway.

So, we got to get

that hallway cleared.

Give me that one.

Here.

Nugget! Nugget, you stop that

and get back here.

Come here.

What are you doing?

Hello. Hi.

I'm your new neighbor.

Sonny Blake.

You related to Jack?

He was my dad.

It's been empty

for over a year.

Yeah, well,

I had it on the market,

but I think it might be easier to sell

an elephant these days.

He never mentioned

a daughter.

Oh, Jesus.

Did I just say that?

We had our problems.

Wasn't a very

happy man, your dad.

No, I can't remember

a time when he was.

Oh, I guess you know I'm

having a pool installed.

I've stopped

work though, so it

should give you some peace.

What's the matter?

I wouldn't subscribe to the paper

if I were you.

Why?

You don't want to have anything to do

with that one.

You kept it.

Surprised.

I'm glad.

How about we go to

a ball game this Saturday?

Got some great tickets.

From a client?

Isn't that a bribe or something?

Where do you

want these empties?

Um... Just down in the cellar.

Wait a minute.

Let me take it.

There's no reason to

go down there today.

When I was a little girl,

I'd hide down here in the basement

when things got scary.

I'd sit next

to this furnace,

I could hear everything that went on

in my parents' room.

I got all kinds of questions

about this, Sonny.

You're gonna find

a ghost in every corner.

Barrett.

Got an arraignment

at 7:
00 a.m.

Barrett.

Thank you for coming

and helping me today.

It was very sweet of you.

Just tell me,

are all shrinks this crazy?

Hi.

Would you be interested

in our special introductory offer

of one free

month of The Bugle?

Excuse me?

I'm Cam.

I'm your paperboy.

Thank you,

but no thanks.

Did you know that less than half

the people in this country

read the newspaper

anymore?

Or that even less than half of that

read books?

Get your foot

out of my door.

I know, trust me.

Everybody looks at me

the same way. It's okay.

I am not looking

at you.

Come on, they're about as dark

as eyes could get.

You see that?

You can see

yourself in them.

They're kind of like

tiny, little mirrors.

If you don't get

your foot out of my door right now,

I'm gonna

call the cops.

Uh, well, I could roll them in the

back of my head,

but I really don't think

that's going to be any better.

Did you hear

what I said?

Uh, hi, my name is Cam.

Would you like to subscribe

to the newspaper?

Your foot.

Move it now.

This offer is only

good if you order now.

The free month

expires in the next 10...

Okay, time to go in.

Good luck.

There's a new

group starting up.

Adult children of alcoholics,

Wednesday afternoons.

Be a break from

your DBRs, and it pays.

I'm in the city

on Wednesday.

We could schedule it

on a day you're free.

Wait a minute, my what?

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