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and we were both saying

it's mostly from family.

Well, where else you gonna get 'em?

Celebrities? Politicians?

Not in this century.

I just think it's...

a sorry state of affairs when you can't

find a role model to cast your vote for.

It's not even role models,

necessarily.

It's just people who acknowledge

the consequences of their actions.

Or pay for those actions. I think we

should put some politicians in jail.

You can't ask government

to be intallible.

You just can't.

But you can ask it to be accountable.

I can ask it to be honest.

You know, when Leah died...

all I wanted was someone...

to tell me,

"We made a mistake."

You know?

"We made a mistake.

Your wife suffered for it...

and we'd take it back

a hundred times if we could."

But, uh...

they don't say that.

She would've.

Some of them knew her.

They work so hard at being able

to look you in the eye.

Excuse me.

Leave him alone.

He's fine.

Sorry.

- I see how much you miss her.

- There are just these times...

when you realize how much

your own life is out of your hands.

What are you gonna do?

I guess you can have faith.

Try to make a difference

while you can with Grant...

to your classes.

What about you?

Got my family...

and the buildings I leave behind.

That's it.

Get your shoulder up

a little bit, okay?

Step into it. Watch that ball

until it hits the bat.

That's it!

You want some Crackerjack?

You sure? Popcorn and caramel.

It builds your muscles.

All right.

Hey, atta way, Faraday.

- He's gettin' some confidence.

- He's a strong kid.

- He's been dealt some hard breaks.

- Atta way to swing.

- You give him strength.

- I'm tryin'.

You do.

Gettin' on with your life.

That's important for him to see.

He just wishes someone had to pay.

What?

For his mother.

He wishes someone had to pay.

He's talked to you about her?

Our people send her in with

the wrong information then say...

"Hey, not my fault."

I can't live with that...

for you,

let alone a nine-year-old boy.

Grant talked to you

about his mother?

Well, yeah.

I hope that's all right.

We talk about a lot of things.

He's a smart kid.

Way to go, Grant.

We're never more wise

than when we're children.

They say it, and it's true.

We'll never see things

that clear again.

Let me have a hit.

Come on, now, it's dinnertime.

Wash your hands.

- I'm eating with Brady.

- No, come on, now.

Michael, I'm sorry.

Brady invited him over for dinner.

- I thought he'd asked you.

- Can I eat with Brady, Dad?

Okay, if his dad

says it's all right.

Is it all right, kids?

I can fly!

- Good afternoon, U Penn.

- Transcript office, please.

-Transcripts.

-I'm calling from Washington University.

We have a student who's applying for

graduate work in our history department.

I need to verify his

undergrad record with you guys.

He's been out of school

for some time.

The name's Oliver Lang.

Are you telling me that you

took this out of his mailbox?

- That is illegal.

- Tell me if you think this is strange.

The University of Pennsylvania

keeps sending him alumni stuff...

for a 20-year reunion.

He says he went to Kansas State. They

have him mixed up with someone else.

So I call Penn.

I get that guy's transcripts.

- What? Why? Michael! Oh, my God!

- Listen to me.

That guy has a completely

different physical description.

- He never took a class in engineering.

- Right...

because they've got him mixed up

with somebody else.

This U Penn Oliver

is the same age as Oliver.

- Wait. As our Oliver?

- As our Oliver, yes.

He graduated the same year, and...

he comes from Carson, Kansas,

Oliver's hometown.

Wait, I'm totally lost. You just said

that they're two different people.

Yeah. Two people the same age

from the same small town!

I looked it up.

It's a small town!

Yeah, so what?

Brooke, don't you think they would've

heard of each other, these guys?

You know, growing up?

Gotten mixed up before?

Oliver didn't say anything like that.

He just threw the letter away.

- Well, wait a minute.

- So--

There could be ten other Michael

Faradays in Northern Virginia.

- You would never know that.

- So I called Kansas State.

Here's what I'm saying.

Kansas State University...

had no Oliver Lang on record,

from that year or any year.

So either he didn't really

go to that school...

or that's not his real name.

Can I ask you something? Did you

do this to me when we started dating?

- What?

- Call up my ex-boyfriends...

and get my transcripts sent over?

You've got to admit,

there's something not right here.

No, this isn't right.

You have invaded his privacy.

So maybe he lied about where

he went to college. Big deal.

People lie about things all the time.

You don't have the right to spy on them.

God, you of all people.

Are you teaching the Bill of Rights

this semester...

or did that not make the program?

I don't know what you're doing.

We've made some friends here.

All right?

See you tonight.

Lang.

Sh*t.

Fenimore.

'Cause you've never been away from

home before. You're nine years old.

Nine and a half.

There'll be grownups there.

The answer is no, Grant.

It's spring vacation.

You said I could go.

Well, now I'm saying

that you can't go, Grant!

Look, maybe you can go

for summer camp or something, okay?

- Brady's going.

- Brady might not be the best kid...

for you to be alone

in the woods with!

- The answer is no!

- He's my best friend.

Look, you want to go to camp, we'll go

to Aunt Ruth's and Uncle Rob's cabin.

- Okay?

- That's a lie!

- No it's not!

- You'll be too busy! You'll forget!

- You and me, we'll go--

- You'll forget you said I could go!

I hate him.

The FBI keeps a file

on every American...

who has ever been

charged with a crime.

Now, certain offenses

cause files to be flagged.

Two years ago, these flags...

picked up a series of

suspicious firearms purchases...

in Maryland, Georgia

and the Carolinas.

Over a hundred guns from...

assault rifles, army issues...

all bought by acquaintances

of Seaver Parsons--

husband, father of three,

amateur gun collector...

outspoken member of

the right-wing extremists...

here in West Virginia.

To the FBI, it appeared Parsons

was stockpiling weapons...

for some sort of offensive.

So they sent four FBI agents...

with a search warrant here...

thinking that they would uncover

some sort of treasure chest...

of felony firearms.

- Munitions for war.

- 2-7 November, we got your eyeball.

Backup's en route.

How you gonna handle this, boss?

The easy way.

Yeah, I heard that.

Hey, there, mister.

You catch yourself some dinner?

Is that your house over there?

Know if your father's home, son?

He don't know you.

- No, son, we're from Washington.

- Here at this fence line...

they encounter Parson's

youngest son, age ten.

They asked him where his father was,

but they neglected--

they failed to first identify

themselves as Federal agents.

Run up and ask your dad to come outside.

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