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But through circumstances,

bad choices, needs...

unfor... unforeseeable obstacles,

unreliable friends,

dishonesty, life intervenes.

I not trying to justify it,

I'm not making excuses for it.

I was a bad man,

but I've... I've had eight long years

to get rid of that man.

To ready myself.

To get to know you.

I have to go.

- Where are you going?

- I told you, I'm late.

- Late for what?

- My shrink session.

- I go every Tuesday.

- Really?

Yeah, apparently I have abandonment issues.

Go figure.

I meant what I said, Alison.

Keep it!

I'm not seven anymore.

-Alison.

- Just go, please.

Thanks for the visual massage, Pete.

Riley, you are just too damn fine, girl.

And you don't give me the time of day.

How 'bout you call your wife and

see when you're available.

Ah, why do you gotta bring her up?

Talk about a buzz-kill. You have a good one.

You too.

How is it that after eight years

you have only gotten younger?

Oh, God, Will!

I can't believe it.

- When did you get out?

- This morning.

You should have let me know,

I woulda come to pick you up.

It's all right, Agent Harlend was

kind enough to give me a lift.

You're kidding!

God, that guy needs to get laid like yesterday!

- Let me get you a drink. Tequila?

- Yes, ma'am.

What the hell, Riley, you're

working in a cop bar?

Yeah, well, you know, it's a good way

to guarantee I don't go back to wrong.

"Back to wrong"?

Yeah, self-restraint was never my strong suit.

I'm honored to be your first stop.

- Actually I dropped by Alison's first.

- Ooh! And how is she?

Not as honored.

Don't worry, Will, she'll come 'round.

I missed you, Will.

You know, I never got to thank

you after all that with Vin.

Don't mention it.

I wasn't allowed to come visit,

my lawyer wouldn't let me, and um...

- Harlend never really stopped sniffing around.

- I know, I know.

But you not ratting us out,

really means something to me, Will.

Like I said...

You coulda ratted-out Hoyt though,

that I wouldn't have minded.

Which... yeah, yeah,

I'm looking for that guy.

And I take it you heard about Vince?

- Yeah, it's terrible.

- Yeah, I mean he went really dark.

Well, I mean, do they know who killed him?

No, I don't think so, He was hangin'

out with a sketchy crowd, you know.

- Looking for the new "you" I suppose.

- It's good to see you again, Riley.

I think we woke-up your package.

Riley, give Jake a tap.

- Two beers.

- Be right back.

Hello.

Hello, Will Montgomery.

Who is this?

You don't recognize my voice, Gum?

Yeah, I wanted to be

there for ya at the prison.

Vincent?

Give you a welcome you when you got out,

but you know how it is, time just slipped away.

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