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Hey, look at this. The drugstore security camera is coming around.
[looks at video of a hooded man] Oh, good. The unabomber.
That's what the clerk said.
I'm going to go out on a limb and guess he didn't pay with credit.
Cash. Speaking of which.
What?
Watch.
Brand new bills.
If they're as new as they look, the Treasury could tell us what bank they came from based on serial numbers.
If they came from an ATM transaction, the bank can give us a name. God, don't you love big brother.
Treasury tracked the bills to New Mexico Savings & Loan. They're pulling the ATM transaction now.
You could have told me who owned the car.
No, I couldn't. It's against the rules.
What is wrong with you two?
We've been trying to get pregnant. The strain's getting to him.
[fake laughs]
This is why I don't have a partner.
Look, Phillip, I've been doing this a while, and I've seen people come into this program and fight like crazy to hang on to their old lives, and I've seen people who couldn't wait to be someone else just to throw away their past. But at the end of the day, you are who you are.
A wise man once said, and the truth shall set you free.
I know why you told Raphael your big secret: to paint yourself into a corner. Afraid you might back out from marrying him, you told him, so now you have to make it work.
Congratulations, Matlock. You've keenly observed that I'm somewhat relationship phobic, and yet the conclusion you've drawn couldn't be more off the mark. Marshall, I've spent my entire working life with career criminals: liars, thieves and sociopaths, each of whom knows what I do for a living. And I refuse to accept the notion that these miscreants are somehow more trustworthy than the man I'm going to marry.
Cheer up. Life sucks, we're all going to die, embrace it! [Notices Stan in a meeting with some people in their conference room] What's with the confab?
Well, the bald one is Stan. Otherwise, not a clue.
[shouting at her CIA contact in the witness room, as Mary, Marshall and Eleanor listen in] You're sadly mistaken if you think I'm going to sit on the sidelines watching my country's revolution on CNN, while you people install your whole, self serving puppet regime!
We still do that?
Yeah. The sad thing is we don't even use real puppets anymore, just socks with buttons sewn on.
It was a bad neighborhood; a bad situation from the get go. The witness should never have been allowed to move there. Mary should never have been put in that position: managing a witness over whom she had no authority!
I know; I know. I shouldn't have allowed it.
I should have stayed; I saw what was going on there. It just -- didn't occur to me.
Why would it? It's Mary. She's like -- [sighs] I don't know.
I know.
Fierce, you know? Like she's always gonna be the toughest dog in a fight.
Boxers call it "the air of invincibility".
That's exactly it.
All great fighters have it.
Yeah.
Right up until the minute they're beaten. [dissolves into sobs again]
Your inspector screwed the pooch. I gave her one job; that was it. One job! I'm telling you: when I get done with her --
[interrupts Day and manhandles him into empty room] Yeah, what are ya gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do? Huh? Go ahead, say it. Go ahead, say one more word. Say it. Open your mouth again, you moron! My inspector almost got killed! She may not make it because of your stupidity, because against our advice, you allowed that woman to move into the worst neighborhood in Albuquerque! I've already filed a complaint, asshole. Go ahead. Go ahead, please. Open your mouth again. I swear I'll bounce your head off every wall in this frickin hospital! Say it! Go ahead!
I didn't do nothing. I didn't shoot your girl.
Nobody here thinks you did.
Then how come I'm still here? What d'you want?
I wanna know -- what you dream about.
Huh?
I saw you on your porch, yesterday, running your crew, doing -- what I imagine you do pretty much every day and I was just curious: when you go to sleep at night, do you dream of other places? Doing something else? Or do you dream about sitting on your porch, running your crew?
Huh? You need to get to the point.
The point is: everybody here knows you're too smart to shoot a cop for no good reason, and that nothing happens on that street without your knowing about it.
What's that gotta do with dreams?
Well, this kind of thing is gonna be really bad for your business, and if there were some other place you dreamed of... or something you always wanted to be...
What? You're gonna wave your magic wand and tomorrow I'm on a beach in Hawaii?
No, but I have friends who make that sort of thing happen all the time. All we need from you is the right information. Would you like to be in Hawaii tomorrow? With a new name? Whole new life. I can have a US Attorney in here in five minutes making that happen. Just tell me who the shooter is, and how to find him.
Sa es que, cabron? We're born where we're born. We is what we is, and that's that. I ain't going nowhere, and I ain't telling you nothing.
How are you feeling?
Good. Better. Because if I say anything else I'm not getting out of here, so great!
How's your memory?
Fantastic! [under her breath] ...if I was shot by a smudge.
I told you it might come back slowly or in pieces. Or—
Not at all, which means no matter what happens you get to be right. You're not letting me out, are you? I'm going to be here another week, I knew it!
Promise me you'll take it slow.
Wait. Is that condescending doctor talk for I can go?
[Mary looks at and strokes her new granite countertop]
Do you like it?
Are you kidding? I want to get drunk and do it.
Liar liar status?
Pants fully on fire.
[voice over] I have this weird tendency to remember almost everything. Big, small, five minutes ago, thirty years ago; it doesn't matter. If I saw it and if it happened on a day that mattered, I knew it forever. I always thought of it as kind of a curse. I mean, do I really need to remember what I had for breakfast May 11, 2007 just because I met a guy in a diner that I'm now gonna marry; denver omlette, extra cheese, or what shirt my dad was wearing two days before my seventh birthday when he walked out the door and never came back? White button down, navy pinstripe. No. But I do. I remember almost everything, except the one thing I have to.
What is it with you?
[Is back in the neighborhood where Mary got shot] I have the right to drink my coffee and eat my danish anywhere I want. And that's the wonderous high wire balancing act of democracy. [Takes a bite of his danish] Did you know that the first danish was raspberry with almond flakes? The cheese danish actually came later. Cheese is, in my opinion, the bolder breakfast choice. Like, crack. [Notices a car driving up. Marshall holds out his WITSEC badge and the person in the car who is coming to buy drugs, drives off] Once again, my daily visit causes the revenue in to take an icy plunge. [Offers the gang member coffee] Black, four sugars? Right?
I don't take nothing. I don't give nothing. Ever.
[is being wheeled out of the hospital and is talking to the nurse pushing the chair] You are so sweet.
This won't last.
Family just couldn't be bothered, right? What? Mom and sis getting two belly rings? Fiancee giving how to be gorgeous lessons to underprivileged models? Why am I in such a hurry to get home to those people and leave the place where I can pee lying down?
And she's back.
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