[On the night of the robbery, Saul watches Jeff through the mall cameras while one of the security guards, Frank, is eating a Cinnabon roll with his back facing the cameras]
How about that 44-21 win against the Cavs?
Be still my heart. [laughs]
Seventy-six yard pass to Reggie Ball, and–and never sacked once.
Wow, you have got quite the memory.
...Yeah, well–I'll tell you what. I can remember every stitch of clothing I was wearing during that game, but ask me what I had for dinner and... [whistles] Clean slate.
Tell me about it! [Saul checks his stopwatch, which is at two minutes and fifteen seconds] Well, I'll tell ya: If you're not passing the ball, that's what's gonna happen. [eats another bite] Mmm!
[Eventually, Jeff runs with the last round of clothes when he slips and falls. Saul chokes on his coffee.]
You okay?
[coughs] Wrong pipe.
Oh, okay. So, you think our guys are gonna move to the Big Ten like they're sayin'?
[pause] Big Ten?
Yeah, you know, maybe they're just chasing the almighty dollar if you ask me. I mean, both powerhouses of course. But, you know what? You got Oklahoma and Texas over here. But Michigan, Ohio State over there! [Saul looks nervously at the cameras] I... I don't know. Guess I like tradition. [chuckles; sighs as he takes yet another bite] So good. Just amazing. Wow.
[After Saul realizes Jeff is out cold, he fakes a nervous breakdown and cries out in anguish to distract Frank]
God, what am I doing?
What?
[cries out again as Frank turns his head towards the cameras] Look at me! Wha–I don't know what... [sobs] Oh, Jesus!
Gene?
Oh, God. You... you have a wife, right, Frank?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah.
She's waiting for you? [Frank nods] Look at me. I got... I got no one. My parents are dead. My brother... [beat; looks down] My brother is dead. I, uh... I don't have a wife. No kids, no friends. If I die tonight, no one would care. What difference would it make?
[Saul looks up again and notices Jeff slowly regaining consciousness and getting himself up]
Gene, buddy... I–I'm sure you mean a lot to... to a lot of–lots of people. [turns his head around again]
[slams fist on table] If I die tonight, my landlord would pack up my stuff. It'd take him three hours. And Cinnabon would just hire a new manager. Gene who?! Poof, I'd be gone! I'd be... a–a ghost. Less than a ghost. I'd be a... a shadow. I'd just mean nothing. I mean, Frank... What's the point, Frank? What's the...
[Saul sees Jeff put away the clothes in the box. He groans as he watches Jeff run out of the warehouse, then claps when he's out of sight]
[sighs] I'm sorry. You didn't need to hear that.
No, no, no. That's–That's okay. No, that is okay. Everybody has bad days.
You've felt like this?
...No. I mean, not me, but... people. I think a lot of people.
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