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I f***ed up?

Son of a b*tch.

I don't f*** up.

That's f***ing ridiculous.

- Oh, Jesus, I'm...

- Jesus.

Oh, gee, lady, I'm sorry. Oh.

It's totally fine.

Are you okay?

Fine.

Your phone okay?

I'm good. Thank you.

Listen, um, listen, uh,

my name is marshal.

Katie.

Marshal with one l.

Hi, Katie.

Is that I-e or y?

I-e.

Oh, I like that

spelling very much.

Listen...

ooh

yeah, yeah

life is so crazy sometimes

so good, I hide

and I can explain to you

why I couldn't

compromise

and I never could...

Who knew? Heading out

just to, uh,

grab some ice cream and end up

having a drink with a guy.

Life is full of

pleasant surprises.

So, why were you in

such a hurry?

Well, it's been pretty

stressful at work,

I needed a long walk.

I wasn't paying attention.

I'm sorry about that.

It's okay.

Workaholic, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

I'm at Kappel, Roberts,

and Hollabaugh.

Accounting?

Yes.

I like my work,

but it may be time to move on.

I could retire.

You must have done well, then.

Unfortunate circumstances,

marshal, but congratulations.

You're the best person

to replace Jenna.

How about you?

I do okay.

VP of human resources.

Uh, I don't love it.

Hell, I don't even like it,

but it pays the bills.

But I don't work enough

to have it as an excuse

for my non-existent

social life.

My father has more of a

social life than I do.

Oh, ha-ha.

Uh-uh.

No, I'm not kidding.

What's he do for work?

He's a cop.

Well past retirement.

Really?

You know, one of my

best friends is a cop.

Police work has

always fascinated me.

Always has.

We get together once a week

and I drill him with questions.

You know,

I think it's beginning

to annoy him.

People secretly love talking

about what they do,

especially cops.

He'll always say, you know,

"I don't wanna bring

my work home",

but an hour later

and a couple of drinks,

he's spilling his guts.

He and your mom

do up the town, much?

No, my mom died 10 years ago.

You?

So good.

I got to go.

Oh, work?

Yeah.

Don't like heroes when

They make you feel like

you can't win

Oh, well, hey,

let me give you my card,

um, you know, if you're ever

looking for a job or

something.

We didn't really try

I'm daring you to tell a lie

Give me your bedroom eyes

So if you slip

inside my heart

And tore the place apart

You really f***ed up.

She was a rich slut anyway,

I could tell.

She would have left you

like your father left me.

Piece of sh*t.

At least he gave you your looks.

He was good for that.

God, he was gorgeous.

Those blue eyes.

You got those, too.

You're sweet though.

Not a f***ing prick like he was.

My sweet boy.

Sit down, sweetie.

You'll never leave mommy.

Holy sh*t.

Marshal, I want you.

I wanna feel you inside me.

Kiss you.

I wanna kiss you.

- I wanna hold you.

- Hold you.

Touch you.

Watch your blue eyes

as you come inside me.

Come inside me.

Make my big, beautiful

boy feel good.

And you make mommy feel so good.

Give mommy a kiss

in a special place.

Make mommy feel so good.

Give mommy a kiss

in a special place.

Those blue eyes.

You feel so good inside me.

Touch you.

I want you.

I wanna feel you inside me.

Katie?

Marshal.

Marshal, here.

Hi.

How are you?

Listen, uh, Katie,

how would you like

an all-expense-paid trip

to Lorenzo's steakhouse?

Courtesy of your local marshal,

A.K.A. Me.

Yeah?

Uh, Saturday,

does that work for you?

8:
00?

That would be fabulous.

I'll meet you in the bar?

Great.

I'm looking forward to it.

Okay.

Saturday at 8:
00.

Right, right.

Great. Me, too.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Oh, I don't know.

Come, uh, make yourself at home.

Thank you again for dinner.

It was really good.

It was my pleasure.

Now, what can I get

you to drink?

Oh... Club soda?

Club soda it is.

Let me take that.

Thank you.

Please.

Nice place.

Very decorated.

Thank you, I think.

Part of the...

The benefits and drawbacks

of living alone,

I can do whatever I want

whenever I want,

but there's still no other voice

keeping me in check.

I kind of have

the opposite problem.

So, blue-collar,

even though I make money,

I never splurge.

My place is nice,

three-bedroom condo,

but it would be nice

to have someone say,

"go buy a painting,

it's okay."

You know,

I have 12 beautiful pieces

just sitting in storage.

I think we'd make a great pair.

I'm really glad you called.

I'm having a nice time.

Oh, don't mind me, marshal,

go on.

Marshal?

Are you okay?

Yeah, marshal,

you okay?

What's wrong?

She a little too thin for ya?

Too refined?

Too f***ing fake?

Yeah, she's pretty.

But she got something

you can...?

Can she ever know

what you need...

Like I can...

My sweet boy?

What the f***?

Marshal,

Jesus-f***ing-Christ.

Hey, want some advice?

I wanna give it to you anyway.

You should take a chance.

I mean, if she's a couple

of years younger.

Who cares?

She dumped you

because you're too old?

Big deal. At least

you had it for awhile.

But if it sticks...

No, you... you can't go through

your whole f***ing life

not doing anything.

"Better to have loved and lost,"

right, Sean?

Yeah, more or less.

I mean, what's worse,

uh, saying, "oh, the

relationship failed,"

and "woe is me"?

Or, "I'm not a f***ing

all-time loser.

Who never felt anything."

Wise words, my friend.

It's just that...

Uh, oh, I've been under

a lot of stress

and I think I acted

strangely in front of that girl.

She probably wants you more.

Well, that's probably true.

Uh, hold on.

Yeah, Burke here.

Yeah. I'm in my car.

Yeah, yeah, Rosemont, 75.

Just up the street

from the scene.

Hmm, Bogle is good.

All right.

Sorry, business.

Not a problem.

Sicut parabus situs nobis.

Preserving the peace

is good, Sean.

It's been a while since I was

in the altar boy business,

but, uh, I'll take that to mean,

"bless me father

for I have sinned."

The witness is spooked.

Wants some protection

until we catch this guy.

So I'm gonna send in

a new guy tonight.

Oh, the killer?

Oh, no, I shouldn't have

said anything to you.

Sean, your secrets

are safe with me

as if you spoke them

to a dead man.

Well, I appreciate

being able to vent

to someone outside

the department.

Hey, marshal, what's with

the thousand-yard stare?

Sorry.

Work.

The girl.

Hey, got to go.

Later.

Whoo!

I'd wait a while

before I go in there.

You stay here, Dan.

I'm gonna go check this out.

McCarthy?

Yeah.

Good.

Burke said you're gonna be

about 45 minutes late.

And here you are

15 minutes early.

I'm starting

to like you already.

Our witness is fine.

He's just playing

on his computer there.

So, guess I'll see you

in about twelve.

And, Dan, next time,

get the two percent milk, okay?

Detective McCarthy, is it?

Yeah.

Well, you can help

yourself to anything.

Thanks.

This must be tough

having all those cops

in your place.

Yeah.

I guess it's a waste.

I mean, I hardly saw the guy.

I'm sure he didn't

see me, either.

But if you guys just

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