I really wish I could, Sharon, but...
maybe next time.
Okay. Thank you for understanding.
Bye-bye.
What's happening with Sharon?
Sharon and Tracy are coming to town for Jazz Fest.
They're filling in for an act that had to cancel.
Oh. That doesn't sound like bad news,
at least not for them.
They asked me to join them on stage at Jazz Fest.
I hated to have to turn them down.
So call her back and tell her you changed your mind.
Vernon...
I know, I know.
Chemo affected your voice.
Exactly.
But you've been working to get it back into shape.
Hmm?
You'll be done with your radiation next week.
What a better way to celebrate than to sing for joy?
(Izaiah and Kat laughing)
Are you blushing?
-You are. -Kat. Stop. (laughs)
You're bad.
-Oh, my gosh. -No.
Hi, Kat.
-Hey, babe. -Oh, hey.
Hey.
Did your brother bail on you?
Uh... nah, Jacob got called back to the station
for some emergency, so...
Kat took pity on me.
He just looked so sad sitting here all by himself.
Isn't that funny?
The exact same thing just happened with me and Tomas.
-You were at the club? -EVA: Uh-huh.
He said you had to take off to deal with some work thing,
but he must have gotten that wrong
because, well, here you are.
Bill, I have some...
Oh. (chuckles)
I didn't realize you were still here, Naomi.
What do you need, sweetheart?
Well, I just came in to make sure
my husband wasn't working too hard
on his first day back to work.
But I'm sure Naomi is keeping a watchful eye.
Well, actually, Naomi and I just started working
on a new case together. It's pretty interesting.
Tell me you're joking.
♪ ♪
-Hi, there. -Hi. Hi. Hello.
(both laughing)
I have a terrible habit.
People never see me coming.
Well, at least you're a pleasant surprise.
-Please, sit down. -Oh, thank you.
I see you're getting Vanessa's money's worth out
of that guest pass she arranged for you.
Oh, and I am so grateful. Wow.
That kickboxing class?
It's really good for getting out all my aggression.
Interesting.
Now, I don't know you very well, Heather,
but I wouldn't have pegged you as someone
who would enjoy something so combative.
Never judge a book by its cover.
I'm lethal.
I just bet you are.
What's that concerned look?
I don't have all the details yet,
but I knew you'd want to know right away.
What happened?
The Impaler's back, and he's made a move.
Chief, I heard you needed me back here.
What's going on?
I got a call from the warden
at Barrington County's Woman Correctional Facility.
-Don't tell me. -Yeah. Lia Whitmore is dead.
My conversation with Izaiah was work.
Uh, how was your workout, babe?
I decided you were right, so I held off.
Oh, because you were distracted by Tomas?
Oh, we were just talking for a few minutes.
-Not about you. Don't worry. -Oh, I'm not.
Uh, Kat was filling me in on her upcoming trip to Tokyo.
Oh, that's happening soon, right?
-Yep. -EVA: Hmm.
ChelseaKat is teaming up
with a fashion company called--
-uh, what was it again? -Takahashi.
IZAIAH: Yeah.
Oh, okay.
Oh, I'm-I'm not surprised you haven't heard of it.
They're very high-end.
Um, Takahashi is featuring ChelseaKat bags
at the Tokyo Fashion Collective.
And who knows?
Hopefully, this is the beginning of a long,
productive partnership.
The way you and Chelsea played this whole thing was slick.
I mean, starting small,
maintaining control over your own brand
and not letting the-the VC guys come in
with all their "market research" and tell you what to do.
-Yeah, I-- -So that... that was some
genius-level business sense, right there.
Thanks. I mean, I can't take all the credit.
Chelsea was the one who insisted on
maintaining independence and creative control
from the beginning.
Now, that took guts.
Yeah. I hope y'all have a blast in Tokyo.
Thanks, I'm really looking forward to it.
Well, I'm glad you're finally getting to go, Kat.
Thanks, Eva.
Uh, shoot, I'm going to be late to meeting with Chelsea.
Uh, I'll just text her on the way.
Bye, Izaiah.
-Eva. -See you.
Goodbye.
-Bye, June. -Bye, Kat.
You want to tell me why you were sucking up to my sister?
How did she die?
We found her this morning in her cell and unresponsive.
Possible overdose. They're calling it a suicide.
Are you buying that?
I don't take anything face value.
You know that.
But Lia sure as hell had reason to feel depressed.
The U.S. Attorney had a rock-solid case against her.
She was set to spend a long time in prison.
-Was she on suicide watch? -No, she wasn't.
And before you ask me anything else,
there will be a full and thorough investigation.
Yeah, there needs to be.
Because you got to be wondering the same thing as I am:
whether the Impaler got to her.
How do your sources know it wasn't suicide?
My guy says it has the stink of the Impaler all over it.
That's an assumption.
Keep digging. I need a confirmation.
Boss...
then your best shot is to ask your sister.
I mean, she's the only one with a direct line to the Impaler.
She showed up here when you agreed to meet with him.
She's obviously connected.
Don't worry about it.
I'll take care of my sister.
And never repeat what you just said to anybody.
Ever.
Are you meeting someone?
-Your handsome hubby, perhaps? -DANI: Mm.
My daughters and my niece.
We're doing a wedding planning session for my youngest.
Oh.
They're not just going to keep it
simple and sweet like you?
Vegas chapel, Anita Williams impersonator?
Gosh, sometimes I forget everyone has seen that photo.
It made quite the impression.
Well, if you saw it in London, I have to agree.
Yeah, I'm probably more well-read than most,
but, yeah, I saw it.
And less judgmental.
Folks around here had a lot to say about it.
I bet I can guess who made the biggest stink.
Your ex. Am I right?
I hope you told that bastard
to eat his lying, cheating heart out
and that's what put him in the hospital.
Afraid not.
All the stress in Bill's life is due to
his Little League trophy wife.
Naomi, I thought the whole point of you being here
was to reduce your father's workload, not add to it.
I took on the case and I convinced Naomi to help.
I'll be taking lead, so it won't give Dad extra work.
Mm. I'm holding you to that.
I got to go. I'm meeting Mom and Chelsea at the club.
Okay. Well, thanks for filling in for me
while I was out of the office.
No problem, Dad.
Why don't we...
treat ourselves to a nice, leisurely lunch?
Hmm? A little champagne, caviar?
Even if I wanted to, babe, I-I can't.
I have a dental appointment.
Oh, okay.
-Well, I guess I'll be getting takeout. -Oh.
You will do nothing of the kind, Bill Hamilton.
Because you have a wife who loves you,
even though you may drive her a little crazy sometimes.
I made you a nice, healthy salad
with a raspberry vinaigrette.
It's in the break room.
-I'll go get it for you. -Okay, no.
No, no, that's-that's great. Thank you.
But I just remembered that Tomas wants to talk
about the Ferguson case,
so I'll eat the salad after we're done.
-Okay. -All right.
(sighs)
(scoffs)
(line ringing)
No, I can't wait.
This is the only time I have free.
Okay. Yes, Uptown's fine.
Mm-hmm. I'm leaving right now.
(exhales)
Yes, I have made some progress
in getting my voice back,
and I do believe I'll be ready to go into the studio
when it's time, but I'm not there yet.
-I think you sound wonderful. -Mm.
You and I both know that you are extremely biased.
No more than you are.
You've always been your own toughest critic.
If you mean holding myself to a certain standard...
An overly harsh one, if you ask me.
I feel the same sense of duty in my work as you do,
and I know you would never half step
on one of your speeches.
A half step from Anita Dupree
is worth ten of anybody else's.
No. When people pay good money to come and see me,
they want to see the very best of me.
Granted, you may not be at your peak just now.
But...
people don't just love your voice.
They love you.
They would be overjoyed just to come and see you on that stage
and celebrate with you.
They won't care whether every note is pitch-perfect.
But I do.
When I go back on that stage,
I need to be the Anita Williams
that they expect and deserve to see.
Otherwise, I won't go at all.
What if they can tweak the arrangement
to suit the way your voice sounds now?
You just won't take no for an answer, will you?
All right.
I'll prove it to you.
I'll admit, uh, that Vegas photo really upset me at first.
Andre and I wanted to keep our wedding under wraps.
Oh, yeah.
Secrecy can really spice things up.
Trust me, we have more spice than we can handle.
(Dani laughs)
-But I love that photo now. -Oh.
Not just because it's my entire wedding album,
but also because it was partially responsible
for reviving my modeling career.
Oh, so Tatum saw it.
And Ridge Forrester of Forrester Creations.
He offered to build an entire ad campaign around Andre and me.
Wow.
Why on earth would you turn down Ridge Forrester?
Unfortunately, my honey's camera shy.
(laughing): No. He's...
That's such a surprise. I, uh...
Just, uh, him being a photographer and all.
-I wouldn't expect... -He likes to point out
that being on one side of the camera is very different
from being on the other.
I can see that.
Yeah. I'm a... I'm a pretty private person myself, too.
I don't like being surprised by a public spotlight on me.
Duly noted.
If I see paparazzi lurking, I'll tell you to duck.
You're a good friend, Dani.
Enjoy the wedding planning today.
Oh, thank you.
-Bye. -Bye, doll.
(phone buzzing)
Hello, dear brother.
JOEY: Casino.
Now.
What sparks this brusque mood?
I think you know damn well.
Since you pushed your meeting with Tomas back to lunchtime,
want me to order something for you?
Maybe try that new Thai place?
No, um...
Give my apologies to Tomas
and let him know I need to postpone again.
Something came up.
Don't worry, I was totally prepared
for Aunt Nicole to veto the Nikki bag.
I spent some time last night coming up with better ideas,
and I have a whole list I can share with you later.
I had such good ideas for the Nikki.
Well, you'll have even better ideas for the new name.
Good thing we're still in preproduction with that one.
We won't start thinking about that until after Tokyo
and after the new bag is launched next month.
(squeals) I'm so excited for Tokyo.
-I know. -(laughing)
-Hey, Smitty. -Oh.
Hey, I am so excited to run into you two.
Of course you are.
Well, we are the dream team, brightening everybody's day.
Well, that, and my editor just pitched me
a breaking story surrounding the fashion industry.
You're investigating fashion trends now?
Well, more like the business side.
There's a whistleblower that's making some shocking claims
about major fashion brands
using exploitative labor practices.
Is that part of the Italian investigation
into luxury brands that were using sweatshops?
Well, this is based on new information
that hasn't hit the mainstream media yet,
which makes it ripe for an exposé.
But yeah, allegedly, there are several high-end brands
that are hiring manufacturers around the globe
with deplorable working conditions.
Which is why it's so important for us
to police our own supply chain.
We never want to be responsible
for child labor or unsafe conditions.
CHELSEA: Absolutely. I heard workers logging 75 hours a week
-for 33 cents an hour. -SMITTY: Oof.
I don't know how these executives
running these companies live with themselves.
What names did the whistleblower mention?
Oh. Well, I don't know any of these brands, but maybe you do.
Uh, Dubois d'Avenel,
Sable & Strand, Takahashi,
Fiorenza Virelli...
Wait, wait, wait. Back up?
CHELSEA: Takahashi.
No way.
Well, nothing's been proven yet.
KAT: But it doesn't matter.
Social media will eat us alive for allegations alone.
Oh, you polished off your breakfast real quick, Eva.
You must have been real hungry.
More like hangry. (chuckles)
I can bring you some more biscuits if you like.
Um, I'm good. Thanks, June.
What? Did I lie?
That wasn't just low blood sugar talking and you know it.
When I was speaking with Tomas this morning,
we avoided discussing his relationship with Kat
because we wanted to respect her feelings. Okay?
And then I show up here and find her hanging all over my man.
Oh.
Nobody was hanging over anyone.
Okay? Kat and I, we weren't
discussing anything personal, either.
Like she said, we were just talking about ChelseaKat.
About wonderful, wonderful ChelseaKat
and Kat's genius-level business sense.
Are you seriously this pissed because I gave Kat a compliment?
You got to admit, what she and Chelsea have accomplished
in this short amount of time, it's pretty impressive.
Izaiah, they're selling purses, okay?
It's not rocket science.
And it's not like they grew the business from nothing.
Chelsea had the connections and the brand following--
not to mention the money-- to start ChelseaKat,
because her mother got her into fashion
and modeling when she was a teenager.
And although Kat had the best education money could buy,
she had zero experience in the fashion industry, okay?
Nobody but her cousin would have
hired her to do what she's doing now.
True, but that doesn't mean she's not good at it.
It's no accident that ChelseaKat has had this success.
Well, I'm just glad all this success
is taking Kat out of the country for a while.
Okay? I could use the break.
Who is this whistleblower?
And has Takahashi responded to their allegations?
It's still a small story so far.
There's only one press release,
from a workers' rights organization.
The whistleblower is still anonymous.
And as far as I can tell from their website,
Takahashi has not responded to any of the allegations.
Kat, I thought I heard your voice.
-Is there a problem? -More like a disaster.
Smitty told us that somebody is claiming
that Takahashi is using sweatshop labor
to produce his fashion line.
-No. -Naomi's on it.
What does she think?
She's getting in touch with their New York office
to see how much truth there is to these allegations.
Even though a company might have the best of intentions,
they could hire thousands
of subcontractors around the globe who don't.
(phone chimes)
Oh, I am sorry. I have to go.
Smitty, can you please let us know
if you hear anything else on this?
Yeah, I promise to give you any updates.
We are just days away from the fashion show.
And we have a new bag due to drop for presale soon.
-The timing couldn't be worse. -Listen.
If there is any chance this could explode into a scandal,
you can't afford to have ChelseaKat mixed up in it.
Well...
are you saying that we might need to drop out?
(vocalizing)
Sounds good to me.
And a week from now, it'll be even better still,
-I'm sure. -Just listen.
(vocalizing scale)
(voice breaks, clears throat)
(vocalizes, clears throat)
Now do you understand?
It's not just that my range has diminished.
I mean, that's bad enough, but
I don't have the control that I should.
Because of the chemo.
I knew there would be some temporary hoarseness and...
possible muscle weakness with my vocal cords.
I guess I should be happy that it's not worse than it is.
And it's probably short-term.
Yes, that is, that is highly likely.
However, if I overwork my voice now,
it could slow the recovery process.
I apologize for pushing.
Don't you ever apologize.
If you hadn't pushed me to reconnect with Sharon and Tracy,
I wouldn't have my dearest friends in my life.
And I don't know how I would have
gotten through the cancer without....
my Articulette sisters.
Sweetheart...
you have always believed that I could do anything...
and I love you for that,
with your pushy self...
...even when you're dead wrong.
Thanks for squeezing me into your busy schedule.
What was so damn urgent?
I need more of the stuff.
I have had all I can stomach
of Bill Hamilton, Esquire.
You need to cool down.
When you get all up in your feelings,
you tend to get sloppy.
-I don't do sloppy, Randy... -(scoffs)
...best believe that, but
if I play my cards right,
I might not even need the new vial.
Girl, what have you done?
Well, I just made my hubby a delicious salad
and used all the toxin I had in his dressing.
With any luck, I mean, he'll have
stopped breathing by the time I get back.
CHELSEA: I've seen her out with that guy, Sammy,
and Mom has, too.
I can tell there's something going on.
Are you talking about the same guy
that helped Hayley in her darkest moment?
The same guy I met? Come on, Chelsea, stop--
That's reckless and stupid.
That's exactly how she was with you.
And you obviously didn't think you would get caught.
Well, I am going to go brush my teeth.
Told Bill I was going to the dentist,
so if I don't come back with minty fresh breath,
he'll have questions.
Listen to me. Baby...
no one gets the whole sibling rivalry thing more than I do.
I was the youngest of three boys
and I resented the hell out of my brothers.
Thought the world just spun easier for them.
They liked what Pops likes, wanted what he wanted.
Hell, they wanted to be him,
so when I turned out different...
they read that as "wrong."
"Boy needs to shape up."
When everybody around me seemed perfectly happy
with the way things were and I wasn't...
...I figured the problem had to be me.
But it's not.
Like, who cares if you're not like Jacob--
or Luke, for that matter? You're you.
And I hope your family has started to appreciate you
for who you are.
Yeah, I'd like to think so.
I wish I could say what they think
doesn't matter to me, but...
...if I'm keeping it real,
it still kind of does, down deep.
Just like the way Kat looks down on me
will probably always bother me.
Even though you're every bit as good as she is.
And I think that's the thing that gets to me the most.
Like Kat's so-called superiority is just because
she was born behind those gates,
with people falling all over themselves to help her.
In another timeline, you could have been Kat.
Damn right.
But you know what?
I wouldn't even change a thing,
because I like who I am,
the person my experiences-- even the bad ones-- have made me.
So Kat can keep the glam job,
the trips to exotic places,
the fame, the fashion,
all of it.
Because everything I need to be happy
is sitting right here in front of me.
-KAT: Well? -Takahashi's New York office
is claiming they know nothing about anything.
They want to wait until you both are in Tokyo to discuss things.
At that point, the social media blitz will already be underway.
ChelseaKat could be effectively canceled
while we're still up in the air.
Naomi, you need to let them know that approach is unacceptable.
If Takahashi knew-- or should have known--
that his employees were being exploited,
I don't want to associate with his brand.
Can you imagine how much that would conflict
with your message of empowerment?
Collaborating with a sweatshop owner?
I don't even want to think about it.
Naomi, um, what would the consequences be
if we were to back out of the show now?
Well, I insisted on a reverse morality clause
in the ChelseaKat contract.
That way, it gives you the right to
immediately terminate your partnership
if it goes public that Takahashi engages in
unethical practices.
And that is my brilliant lawyer daughter.
Just so you guys know,
there is a similar clause in your Fenmore's contract.
No worries there.
Fenmore would never be involved in something like this.
Which is my point.
If ChelseaKat's reputation is tarnished
by its association with Takahashi,
Fenmore's would have grounds to cancel your deal.
Everything we've worked for could just go up in smoke?
We won't let that happen.
I have a call in to Fenmore's general counsel.
Chelsea Bear, I am so sorry this is happening.
But thank God you have your sister looking out for you.
Hey, Jacob.
Why'd you...?
What happened?
Lia Whitmore died this morning.
How?
It looks like an overdose.
-Looks like? -We're still waiting
to hear back from the medical examiner.
But as far as I know,
there haven't been any obvious signs of foul play.
I knew she was desperate, but...
When I talked to her yesterday, it never crossed my mind that...
Wait, you talked to her?
Why am I just now hearing about this?
I told you I didn't want any trouble in my town.
And I listened to you.
Then why is Lia Whitmore dead?
Because she's a whole lot less trouble when she's dead.
This is me listening to you.
Joey, I don't know why you're acting so shocked and upset.
You and I both know this is on you.
So you orchestrate a murder, but somehow it's my fault.
Well, I wanted to keep things simple
and go directly to the obnoxious reporter,
but you objected.
So, being a good sister, I had to come up with
another way to get my plan across.
I take it Lia was talking to Smitty about the plasma ring?
Yeah, as early as yesterday afternoon.
Well, Smitty has lots of sources.
What's the plan, Heather?
A trail of dead bodies through the DMV?
That will definitely bring the police to my door
and I won't have it.
(sighs)
It's such a shame that they always think
the Impaler is some big, strapping, manly man.
But so terribly convenient.
I'm not your convenience.
I need to know that Lia isn't the first many.
It's a one and done.
And why should I believe that?
Oh, it was actually a lot more money and juice than I expected.
Plus, Lia's sudden demise
is enough to dissuade potential blabbermouths, I think.
-There's a flaw in that logic. -I doubt it.
Lia's death is presumed to be a suicide.
So if the Impaler can't take credit,
there is no intimidation factor.
Well, conspiracy theories abound these days.
Especially around an unexpected death.
So even without proof,
people's suspicions will be enough to serve my purpose.
-And what is that? -(knock at door)
(door opens)
Chief Hawthorne.
I was expecting you.
I would like a few moments of your time.
Well, I will excuse myself
and let you men talk.
I'm Heather Armstrong, by the way.
Pleased to meet you...
...Ms. Armstrong?
My sister.
And an alibi. Whatever happened,
and for however long, he was with me.
(door closes)
Yeah, I've held off as long as I could, but
this brother has got to get to work.
(Eva groans playfully)
I'll see you later?
Mwah. I can't wait.
-See you, June. -All right, Izaiah.
Hey, June, can you please bring the check?
Oh, it's right there. Brought it a while back.
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't even notice.
It's okay. I get it.
If I had a boyfriend that cute,
that's all I'd be looking at too, chile.
For the record, he is more than just a pretty face.
I know. I clocked the shoulders, too.
But seriously, those Hawthorne boys,
they mama raised them right.
Mm-hmm.
Everything good that's happened in my life the past year,
I owe to Jacob for taking the time to listen to me.
Most folks just...
looked the other way.
Not him.
He asked Naomi to help me, and... You know the rest.
Look, it's no small thing
when someone treats you like you matter.
It's everything.
You hold on tight to that man.
And you make sure that he keeps knowing
that he is your everything.
It's the most prudent way to handle the situation.
Okay, thank you.
Take care.
The trip's off, isn't it?
Fenmore's doesn't want Takahashi's bad press
dragging ChelseaKat down, too.
Well, thank God Smitty tipped us off when he did.
Well, so what now?
I issue a notice to Takahashi
stating that the agreement's on hold
until this issue can be resolved to your satisfaction.
Okay. What do we tell my followers?
We've been talking this collaboration up 24/7.
Well, don't say anything negative about Takahashi,
since nothing's been proven.
You don't want to set yourself up for a defamation suit.
Just say
that you're disappointed things didn't work out.
Oh. Chelsea and Kat, come here.
I know how disappointed you must be.
I'll head to the office to draft up that notice.
Well, I will walk you out.
I have some nonlegal language
that I would like for you to add to that notice.
The nerve. Dragging my daughter into this mess.
Thanks, Naomi.
Always. Chels... hang in there.
-Why do people have to suck? -Right?
I didn't tell you about my conversation with Lia yet
because nothing came of it.
When she agreed to meet me again,
I thought it was a good sign.
Thought she was gonna give me more information
about the plasma ring.
But that didn't happen.
No.
I got the sense that she was trying to
pump me for information.
Why would she do that?
I can't be sure.
But...
she really was desperate to
get herself out of the mess she made.
So maybe she thought
that if she knew who your suspects were,
she could come up with a testimony against them
to try to get herself a better deal.
Yeah, but that would never work.
Like I said, she was desperate.
Okay, well, did she say she was scared of someone,
or had she been getting threats?
Do you think this wasn't a suicide?
-On the bright side... -There's a bright side?
...we have a lot of unexpected free time.
We can still go on a trip anywhere you like.
After that Allison scare,
you could use a break.
I so do. But we can't leave right now.
People are going to have a million questions for us
and we'll be dealing with lawyers.
And it won't help being on a beach somewhere
watching clips of the Tokyo Fashion Collective
that we aren't a part of anymore.
Well, maybe you could use this time
to channel your creative side.
Maybe see what those designing instincts take you.
I can't design when I'm depressed.
I know. I just...
I just hate seeing you down like this.
I hate us being down like this.
I know. I'm sorry.
Okay.
On the bright side, we will get through this
like we get through everything else:
together.
Vernon?
I just got a call from Franklin,
over at the corrections department.
He wanted to give us a heads-up before the news got out.
What? What's happened?
Lia Whitmore apparently died by suicide.
What?
What she did was despicable and
she deserved to be in prison for a long time, but...
It's awful to think...
...of someone reaching that level of hopelessness
where the pain they're feeling is greater
than their will to live.
Not everyone can pull themselves back from that edge.
Not everyone has the support I did.
It's sad.
After working with Lia for so long...
We need to reach out to the hospital board.
Right away. Yeah.
Nobody knows anything for certain at this point.
The matter's still being investigated.
But I wouldn't put anything past the Impaler.
So, going forward, until we have all the facts,
everybody that had a hand in breaking up the plasma ring
needs to watch their backs.
I already texted Grayson and gave him the heads-up.
Is this based on a hunch
or is there an actual indication that Lia was murdered?
Uh-oh.
It's never a good sign when the two of you
have your heads together.
What happened?
Lia Whitmore was found dead in her jail cell this morning.
Apparently, she overdosed.
Suicide? Or...
did the Impaler find a way to shut her up?
At this point, murder is a stretch.
Lia wasn't a real threat to the Impaler
and she didn't know enough about his operation.
And Jacob said that there was no sign of foul play.
-Right? -Right.
So there's nothing to worry about, babe.
-If you're sure. -I'm certain.
Come here.
If you were expecting me,
that must mean you've heard the news.
I heard one of the Impaler's minions died in her cell.
Sad end to an even sadder life.
My guess is the Impaler would disagree.
No one's nominating him for Employer of the Year,
-that's for sure. -You find this funny?
No, I don't.
I'm disgusted by it all, if you want to know the truth.
Yeah. I believe you.
Probably because I know
you wouldn't want this Impaler bastard
running roughshod all over your territory.
-Mm, you got that right. -Well, then, damn it,
help me put a stop to it. Tell me what you know
so I can take the Impaler off your hands.
I'm glad to see you eating your salad.
Well, you insisted.
I know.
But sometimes you do cheat a little bit
when you think I'm not looking.
Is that a fact?
I'm just joking. Okay?
-I'll let you finish your lunch. -No, no, don't rush off.
Come on in.
Let's see that smile.
Yeah. It's so beautiful.
Mm. Must be all that great dental care.
-Mm-hmm. -How was your appointment?
(groans) Never fun.
Payback's long overdue.
I just need more time.
Who you talking to?
The Impaler could be tying up loose ends,
which means I could be next.
I need to see you.
It's about your mother.
Aw. My little romantic.
-What happened to your hand? -Nothing important.
I know I'm a married man,
but I don't think I could ever stop caring about you.
I will be taking this.
That sandwich is for Bill.
Stop it. Stop. Stop right now.
You stop playing in my face
and stop insulting my intelligence,
damn it, stop it.
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