[Hays and West have LaGrange handcuffed to a pole]
TLTed LaGrange
You get off on this? You got a hankerin' for cuffing white folks?
[deadpan] Now and then, yeah.
All S1
S1 E15Unfinished Business
Do you remember the rest of dinner at my place? Do you remember me driving you home?
Yeah.
Heather drove you home.
Now we're playin' "Gotcha"?
DDoctor
Mr. Hays, your son loves you. Our only concern is for your well-being.
[angry] I know my son loves me, doctor, but thanks for walking me through that.
Wayne had the idea that those kids were tellin' stories. He was correct. Ya'll fucked a good detective, there. You know that, right?
I wouldn't argue with you, but it wasn't me.
Probably didn't even give you shit for it when you saw him, did he?
I can't say that he did, no.
"Purple" Hays... my man. Tried to get him transferred over here twice. Blocked both times by Major's office. Told me not to ask again.
JDJim Dobkins
It feels like we should stay on point.
I'm makin' a point, son.
You see Wayne much anymore?
Not at all, and I don't know why.
No hard feelings, though?
Not between him and me. We were good friends, the way I see it. I think it was... once we stopped workin' together, we just stopped. Sometimes it's like that with people.
The boys couldn't stop telling me stuff. I was pretty tremendous. I think I have a future at this. [sees him reading her book] You're reading it! Finally.
Yeah, I read it. Kept seeing my name. [pause] Are you drunk?
No! I had a drink at dinner. This detective took me out to eat.
Ah. Terrific.
I got a lot of info from him. Listen, her fingerprints were found just in the cosmetics aisle. Looks like she was probably a customer. They have the prior week's surveillance footage. I think they're going to let me look at it.
[angry but controlled] I didn't get any of the shit you wanted at Wal-Mart.
[confused] OK... did something happen? Are the kids alright?
The kids are fine.
Amelia Reardon': Are you alright?
I'm fine. But one thing? One favor? [throws the book across the room] Do not come bouncing in here, half in the bag, all giddy about this shit, alright? Can you do that? Can you summon the mental resolve to shut up about this shit with me?
If you feel this way, you don't have to talk to me like that. You can just tell me.
You've been told. Now, why don't you check on your kids, since you haven't seen them all day. They're supposed to be in bed.
Fuck off! I'm with them five times the amount you are for a job that treats you like shit!
I don't really feel like trading curses. I said my piece.
I'm not gonna stop, Wayne. [leaves]
How much do I have to lose?
Everything. Same as everyone else.
I don't like him. The Priest. And I know his alibi's good but... I don't like him. Man signs up to go without fuckin' for life, either he don't know himself for a liar, or he's some tight limited edition psycho, you know? I mean, everybody's fuckin' something.
PPatty
Just little things I do.
Somebody bought 'em. Do you know who?
PPatty
Well, the last I sold these myself was at the fair in October. I'd only sold a couple and then one man bought ten off me. That was nice.
You know who he was? You remember anything about him?
PPatty
Didn't recognize him. Negro man, like yourself. Oh, he had a dead eye. Filmy, you know, like a cataracts?
Nothing 'bout his face besides the eye? Handsome, ugly?
PPatty
Well, like I say, uh, he was black.
Do not talk talk shit in my face and walk away!
I don't wanna be around you right now.
You want me to leave you alone, then stop talkin' shit! Because when you talk shit about me, I'm required to defend myself.
How can you defend yourself? You can't defend yourself because you don't know what's wrong.
[She tries to leave, but he blocks her way]
Does the wife in your scenario play any part in the conflict? Any role in the last 10 years?
Let go of me!
Stop talkin' shit about me!
Or what?
[pause] Or I'm gonna start crying.
[disdainful] That's a first.
Think we can't understand each other, we're never gonna! [turns to leave]
Oh, great, Wayne. Walk away. Surprise, surprise.
What do you want me to do, huh? You want to yell some more? You want me to hit you, you want me to fuck you? Just give me my orders, major!
I wanna finish this!
All on your schedule, I guess! Be happy when you say, fight when you say, talk when you say, fuck every so often.
[pause] How about right now?
What?
[removing her panties] How about right now?
[confused but turned on] You got some major cognitive dissonance.
Would you have done it? Would you have shot one of them?
If I thought it was between him and me, then no, I could give a fuck what color he was.
You sure about that?
Fact that these were black folks probably gave me more pause. Mob of white people surrounds me, smashes up my ride, there'd be a lot less hesitation about what I'd do.
Can we say this was anonymous vandals?
We're not going with "irate Negroes"?
I found the spot they played in the woods. They were meeting somebody, the kids, out there. Somebody gave them toys. It's where the boy died.
The way Will's body was... how he saved the toys... It's almost as if there was an element of affection in it, don't you think?
People who hurt kids think of themselves as having an affection for the children... even up to the "fuck 'em and murder 'em" part.
[to Freddy] I know we're a few weeks late here, but I wanted to wish you a happy 18th birthday.
The fellas pitched in and got you life in prison, with a good possibility of choking in the gas chamber, you fuckin' shitheel little twerp.
We just wanna know if you remember anything about that night. Maybe you can take us through it again.
FBFreddy Burns
You must be a stone-cold killer, huh? You're plenty tough with teenagers.
That night, you told us when you was alone, you saw him.
Where was the girl? Will's sister?
FBFreddy Burns
I dunno. He was all nervous, like, "I can't find my sister. I don't know where they went."
They? He said "they"?
FBFreddy Burns
I dunno, maybe he did. [sneers] You wanna slap me around a little, make sure?
[ignoring the remark] Any indication who "they" might be?
FBFreddy Burns
You can't be very good at your job, come around 10 years later and try to hang this on me.
No one's hanging anything on you.
FBFreddy Burns
Maybe you just came here to see if you can make me piss my pants.
[fed up] That doesn't seem like a very tall order.
FBFreddy Burns
Come on then, bounce me off the walls, you black motherfucker! You think there's something you can do to me, you might wanna take another look at my life!
Hold on now! Mr. Burns, I understand your hard feelings, but we just needed you to remember.
And not for nothing, things might be what they are because you need to attack and bully someone weaker than you.
FBFreddy Burns
And you don't? I was a teenager. What's your excuse?
Please explain to me all the hardships and tribulations of bein' a white man in this country.
Does he remember why I'm pissed at him?
No, I don't think so. Let me tell you from personal experience: it doesn't do any good.
Well, maybe I forgot, too.
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