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Go ahead and have a seat.

Mr. Matthews. You have

a lot of friends in this city.

I received four phone calls

in the matter of an hour.

I'm sure you'd do the same for your kids.

I don't have any children.

All right, well, let's see.

Eighteen years old.

Well, you must have had him

when you were quite young.

Sophomore in college.

Me and his mom

were high school sweethearts.

Well, you have my sympathies.

But I believe

in the mandatory minimum laws.

We're fighting a war right now

not just on drugs,

but on the violence they bring.

And we are losing badly,

so it's time for all our sakes

we have to turn this around.

Miss Keeghan, I agree. I do.

But my son, Jason, he's not a drug dealer.

He's a good kid, and he just made

a really dumb, naive mistake.

And he's willing to do anything he can

to help out his situation.

But the only drug dealer

that he knows is Craig Johnson

who you already have in custody.

Well, I'm really sorry to hear that.

Please, there's gotta be something I can do.

Well, now the laws are designed

to preclude any special circumstances

so it's really quite simple.

We need your son to help us make arrests

before we can help him reduce his sentence.

If he can't do that or isn't willing to do that,

then there's really nothing we can do.

I'm sorry.

And now,

I have to be somewhere else.

- What if I did it for him?

- What?

What if I helped you make arrests?

It's not the way it works.

Please. I just want to help my son.

I understand. And I really am sorry,

but my hands are tied.

There's nothing I can do.

Thank you for stopping by.

How you doing?

Hi. Who are you here to see?

Jason Collins.

Okay. Just sign in.

Proceed to booth 3.

Thank you.

Got your punk ass in here, too.

Yeah, I see him.

What happened?

Nothing.

Tell me. It's okay.

Talk to me, son.

It's okay. Tell me.

Remember when someone kept

teepeeing and egging your house?

That was me.

I would sit around the corner and laugh

and watch you try and clean it off.

Doesn't matter now, Jason.

The last time I did it,

I didn't know you were out of town.

I felt like crap watching

Analisa just do it herself.

So I pretended I was just stopping by.

I helped her.

She told me.

I hated that you got to live

in that big house. New family.

Me and Mom were just stuck in that old one.

I wanted you to live with me.

I wanted you in my life.

It was my fault.

Not yours.

I was always gone.

I was always on those trucks.

I was always working.

I got so caught up in

not failing you as a father,

that's exactly what I did.

I should've never taken that package.

I knew what was in it.

I should've just told the guy

he had the wrong address.

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