The Son of No One

New York is still here.

We're here.

We're going to be here tomorrow.

This is the way

of life people want.

Democracy, the rule of law, people

treating each other decently...

people caring about each other,

and we're gonna prevail.

New York is gonna be here tomorrow

and it's gonna be here forever.

And this is the way of life that

people want throughout the world.

Daddy's home!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

She's been dying to do that

for the past hour. Where were you?

What's she doing still up? I had

some paper and the traffic is horrible.

What are you doing

with the balloon?

Heavy traffic.

- Let us know next time.

- I will, I will.

What are you doing? You're going

to go upstairs and brush your teeth?

- Come on, go, go, go!

- Go. Get up there.

- You're going to tuck me in?

- Yeah of course.

I'm gonna check that toothbrush.

Dad!

So what,

they change her medication?

The doctor says we'll keep trying

different ones until the seizures stop.

That sounds like a genius plan.

That's where she got

the balloon then?

They're pretty nice in there.

- Except that one idiot.

- Who? Dr. Sing?

He talks to her like there's

something wrong with her.

What are you talking about?

He talks to her like she's five.

I can't stand him.

He's an asshole.

He is...

I'm sorry, I just...

I don't understand how they can

move you two hours away randomly.

- It's ridiculous, you know it is.

- It's temporary, isn't it, Ker?

- I don't care that it's temporary.

- Come on!

'Quality of Life' it's a bunch

of shit and you know it.

Daddy, I brushed my teeth.

I'm going to bed.

Okay, I'm coming up right now.

What do you want me to do?

I ain't got no seniority.

- Daddy! I brushed my teeth!

- Gotta finish this now.

I run in bed!

Okay, baby,

I'm coming up. Hold on.

I love you.

You stop it, okay?

- Hey you!

- Hay is for horses.

Yeah, it is.

How did Charlie

run again, Daddy?

How did Charlie run?

You know how Charlie ran.

And Charlie

was a good dog, right?

Yeah, what are you talking

about? He was the best.

And that's why you

named me Charlie, right?

Yeah. Psh.

We can't say that too loud.

Mommy still thinks I named

you after Grandma Charlotte.

Charlie?

Charlie!

You okay?

Okay.

You tired?

Okay.

You know all I ever dreamed about

was people like you and mommy.

Good night, baby.

And that's where

the castles were...

right?

- Where you grew up?

- That's right, baby.

The giant castles.

And they was as big as

the whole world?

Okay, go to sleep.

Good night, baby.

Milk! I want my gun!

I got the little motherfucker

down here in the apartment 1-C.

A little Casper motherfucker.

A little glow-in-the-dark motherfucker

that they call Milk. Milk!

Little glow-in-the-dark Casper

motherfucker got my gun...

and I'm gonna get my shit, Milk!

Where's my goddamn gun, Milk?

Give me my goddamn gun.

F*ck you, Milk!

Give me my gun!

Shit, you stole my gun.

Where Milk at?

Where he at? Milk?

You glow-in the-dark

Casper motherfucker!

I want my shit!

- Get the f*ck out! Get out!

- Shut up!

Get outta here, Hanky!

Go to your own fucking house!

Vinny?

Vinny!

Seeing it is, in person...

is very different than seeing it

on television or seeing pictures of it.

It gives you a sense of the devastation

that was accomplished there.

Retiring Police Commissioner,

Charles Stanford...

and his predicted successor,

Captain Marion Mathers...

are coming under

continued scrutiny...

of the Quality of Life raid here

at the Queensboro Projects...

on Christmas Eve.

Locals are saying...

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