...so you have your own show?
NNatalie
I play a single mom, I have a cupcake store with my daughter in Central Park.
NNatalie
"Just Desserts".
NNatalie
No, it's actually a really important story to me, I--
It's not a story... It's a fucking math equation!
NNatalie
I'm actually feeling really uncomfortable right now...
You have nothing to say about anything, you've never struggled a day in your whole fucking life! You've-- Nobody's ever put a hand around your fucking neck, this was my story! My story! You don't even have a fucking daughter!
NNatalie
Neither do you, Sally!
[Sally roars, slamming her hand against the wall.]
You are nothing without me! You are NOTHING! Nobody-- Stupid piece of shit! I brought you into the fold, and this is how you fucking betray me?!
NNatalie
I moved your carrots for you!
You entitled CUNT! YOU ENTITLED FUCKING CUNT! YOU ENTITLED FUCKING CUNT! You entitled fucking cunt!
You ever wonder why Chris, who never saw combat, was basically a computer geek, would even have PTSD? Oh, he loved Sharon and Theo, they were his whole world. Why would he take himself out, knowing something like that would fuck them up for life? Well, that, uh, switch you saw go off when Barry was "avenging" you? I harnessed that into a very lucrative job for him. One day, I sent Barry out on a mission, went sideways, and, well, Chris... He was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Saw some shit he shouldn't have. Y'know, Barry still participates in those charity runs that Sharon does in Chris's memory? Barry's a good guy.
My show. Is me, Lindsay. And she stole my fucking show!
LLindsay
If you had just let me deal with this, instead-- Why did you have to say something?
Oh, fuck off! You don't care about me! You don't care about Joplin! You just care about your commission! "Oh! Oh, it's so important to have a-- a great relationship with BanShe!" You want the relationship with BanShe, not me. You work. For me! And I am fucking drowning! And instead of trying to help me, you're just trying to save yourself! This is honest, okay? This is the honest fucking truth. And if that makes me unhireable, then I am fucking unhireable, but at least I told the fucking truth!
LLindsay
...I have to drop you.
...Good. 'Cause I don't wanna work with liars.
[Out near the tree that the season started with, Barry kicks the member of the motorcycle gang that Sally killed into a shallow grave. He has just finished his handiwork when a voice calls out:]
[Barry freezes, clearly recognizing the voice. He turns around and approaches his former war buddy to get a closer look.]
AAlbert
What're you doin', Berkman?
[Barry can only stare, slack-jawed.]
AAlbert
How much you get for that asshole over there? Huh? How much did they pay you?
[Barry regains some of his composure and swallows, ready to respond, before Albert asks:]
AAlbert
How much did you get for Chris? Huh?! How much, Berkman?
[Barry falls to his knees.]
AAlbert
HOW MUCH DID THEY GIVE YOU FOR CHRIS?! 'Cause he was an innocent, Barry! You gotta tell me right now, Barry. Why? Why Chris?
[Barry begins to shake, breathing heavily.]
AAlbert
He was a sweetheart, he looked up to you! But you had to take him out, right? You need to tell me, Barry! Why Chris?!
[Barry remains silent.]
AAlbert
Tell me, Barry! Tell me! TELL ME RIGHT NOW!
[Barry's shaking resumes and he begins to hyperventilate.]
AAlbert
DON'T JUST FUCKIN' SIT THERE, YOU FUCKIN' TELL ME! YOU NEED TO TELL ME--! ENOUGH!
[Albert pulls out his gun and advances on Barry. Barry screeches, curling into a ball on the ground.]
[Barry's cries devolve into hysterical weeping. Albert stands above him with the gun.]
No-- Please! Don't-- No! No..!
[Albert lowers the gun.]
AAlbert
Look up, Barry. Barry. B- Barry, listen to me, calm down. I got a daughter. Her name is Elsie, she's eight years old. She wouldn't be here if you hadn't saved my life. I know evil, Barry. And you're not evil. But this... has to stop. All of it's gotta stop! ...you hear me? Starting. Now.
[Albert turns away from Barry, walking out into the desert.]
GGuard
Look, I know they say you did a bad thing, but I'm sure you're not a bad guy! I mean, heck, you were in the marines man! That's pretty special! And you were-- You were also on TV! Laws of Humanity? That's a great show... When I was feeling low, my mom always used to say, "Each of us is more than the worst thing we've ever done." I always liked that. It gave me hope.
I'm a cop killer. I'm a fuckin' cop killer. If I saw you walking down the street, I'd fucking kill you, I'd kill your fucking kids, I'd kill your fucking wife... and I'd kill your fucking mom.
I-- I fucked up. I'm really sorry, Sally.
Muffin? Our dog, Muffin, remember? Before you were arrested, Muffin bit me and you said you were gonna find him a new home. Did you?
I told you what I did to Muffin.
No, you didn't tell me, that's why I flew all the way here. Where's the dog, Barry?
Honey, the dog has a new home. The dog's safe. You got nothing to worry about, you're okay... Is that the only thing you came here for?
...then why aren't you leaving?
[Sally tears up.]
...I tried to go home and it was just so awful--
Sally, I didn't-- I didn't lie to you.
I didn't lie to you, I just-- I didn't tell you the part I didn't want to be true. Sally, I'm a piece of shit. You gave me a life I don't fuckin' deserve. You were so loving to me. And you made me feel... Like a fucking human. And that was just you being you -- just you being Sally. Why aren't you leaving?
Bro, this is my youngest son, Barry.
Ah, hey there, big guy! Your dad, uh... Tells me you're shy, you gonna be shy with me?
Nah, it's-- Hey! I hear you like, uh, playing army. Y'know, your dad and I used to play army...
No, it's alright! There's no need to pressure him there, John. It was nice to meet you, son! It really was. Y'know, maybe one of these days, uh... you'll let me play army with you, yeah?
If he's saying that stuff and he's running his mouth, that's gonna fuck shit up. And if you-- If you publish it--
LLou
I mean, I'm gonna publish it. It's really just your chance to say your piece. I'm only trying to be fair here.
[Barry slams the receiver against the table and stands up.]
You know what would be fair?! YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE FUCKIN' FAIR?! Is if Gene Cousineau stops telling my life story! That's what would be fucking fair! Tell Gene Cousineau to SHUT HIS FUCKIN' MOUTH!
Why are you lying to me, Barry?
Wh- Why would you say I'm lying? I don't get-- I'm not lying.
You're lying to me right now.
Hank, what are you talking about?
Barry, I have been nothing but good friend to you, and... Like, all you do is you take. And you take, and you take.
Hank. I don't know where this is coming from, man, but I'm coming to you with some really important information, I think you need to... listen to me and take this-- and this is coming from my heart, man, we've been friends for a long time.
It's like-- It's like you're only out for yourself.
That's not true. That is not true. I dunno who you're talking to, I don't know who everybody's talking to, but I have been nothing...
...but good to people. I'm a good friend, I am a good person, that is who I am. Okay? This is me looking out for you. Alright?
Then why are you talking to the Feds?
See, now, why are you lying? See, now, you're lying to me. I wouldn't talk to the Feds. You think I'd do that, motherfucker? You think that's the kinda person I am? That I would talk to the Feds? I'm gonna forget you said that, and you're gonna do what I ask. You're gonna get the dog catcher for me, alright?
I'm not doing shit for you, Barry.
Shut up! Hank, do what I say, 'cause if I fucking get out of here, man, you are f--
The day you get out of prison is my fucking birthday, man, okay?
Oh, you're a tough guy now? Oh, you think you're a tough guy? Is that what it is, Hank? You think you're fucking tough? You're not fucking tough, Hank. You don't know what fucking tough is, motherfucker! You fucked up.
(overlapping with Barry) Why don't you enjoy hell, you murdering, self-centered, lying, fucking narcissistic piece of shit?
BBatty
(overlapping with Hank) You're fucking dead. Fuck you! FUCK YOU! YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD! You fucked up, Hank! I'm coming for you when I get out of here, I'm--
You killed all those men.
...that's what's bothering you?
They were our partners...
Yeah, but now we have Chechens who will die for us. You think those guys would've done that?
Right. And you don't think they would've fucked us over the first chance that they got? I think we both got blinded by the idea of a perfect world, but it's unrealistic. You want to be a crime lord? Now we are crime lords.
No, I-- I wanted to be legitimate!
When you say that word... you sound naïve.
Why would you go along with all of it if you didn’t want to--?
I tried. I tried, for you. Again: Andres and Petyr would've wiped us out.
I feel more like myself than I ever have.
The man I love would've never done something so cold-blooded.
I don't understand-- I don't understand why you're so shocked by this, okay? I've been keeping us safe.
Look, I would never fall in love with a psychopath!
Yeah, well it took a psychopath to save you from your crazy fucking wife, okay? Now, to lead an organization like this... You have to make the hard decisions, you have to take control because if you don't, then you get fucking... walked over, you get taken advantage of, okay? I'm sorry, but that does not jive with peace and love and harmony! I'm sorry, it just doesn’t!
