Breach Page #4

to make believe everyone

with a b*tch when it deserves."

Hey.

I'm asking you politely.

So sorry, Juliana,

i'm resting in my bed

after my surgery.

That is not it!

I can't believe anybody

that we can't see it going!

VIVIAN:
I told you once, Vanna.

You know that you have an

indoor voice, right?

Yes.

I bumped my head to the wall

after i had a fight

with John few weeks ago.

So ma'am, I confronted

once to seize

the church before hiring

the catholic!

So, is that so?

You say you are

embarrasing, Vanna?

No, it isn't!

I cannot afford it to

care when i got a

Palm Pilot to show how the thing

makes it up useless!

(SLAPS)

Ah!

BONNIE:
Juliana!

You know..

I am so in fury!

(VANNA SOBBING)

JULIANA:

Are you out of your mind

or something?

(RUNS OFF)

(DOOR SLAMS)

JULIANA:

I do not even know

where the things are.

I don't understand.

BURROUGHS:
You know,

when I page you,

it isn't to discuss

what's on Oprah

It means I need

to speak with you.

Did you pick me

because I was Catholic?

I'm sorry?

Did you think

he would trust me

because I was Catholic?

Jesus, Eric.

We picked you

because of your facility

with computers.

We thought it would

impress him.

Uh-huh.

We also thought

he might like

that 50-page proposal

you've been pushing

all over the Bureau.

I understand

he got his hands

on a copy, right?

So?

You got pages for me?

We're going to be

searching his car.

It'll involve you

keeping him out of the office

for a few hours.

Agent Burroughs, I'm starting

to think I might not be

the right guy for this job.

Oh, yeah?

I'm used to intel cases.

Terrorist cases.

Targets of value.

Nobody ever put me

on a perversion

detail before.

Think we're being

too hard on him?

(HORN BLARING)

I think that's your bus.

(DOOR OPENING)

Ta-da!

Will you go

to church with me?

(ORGAN PLAYING)

ALL:
"Lord, I am not worthy

that Thou shouldst

come under my roof.

"But only say the word

and my soul shall be healed."

(PRIEST SPEAKING LATIN)

(ALL RESPONDING IN LATIN)

Sorry, i didn't say it about it.

Oh my Goddess, Vanna, you are right!

Thank you, John.

I just brought this

from the bookstore.

Oh, really?

Sure, why not?

Because of Addie, i never been

at daycare for long long 18 months

since she was born.

And so does Eric!

He made it through

away to go elsewhere!

You can't be true, do you?

Really? I guess so!

That's right, John.

(SIGHING IN BREATH)

"Thou Are Worthy.

"Thou Lord has to receive a glory

onto the power.

"Although he passed the 8 things

Creating the imaginations

"To the lord of God.

And i saw the seven angels which stood for God.

That we gave them seven tokens.

An another angel came stood at the valt

"To heaven of glory ceinsor and they were skipping

forward to which make some sense.

The angel took the ceinsor and filled it

with fire in hazard to leave the words of miracle.

"And the seven angels which had seven trumpets

and weir of mistonies.

The first, second, and third angel had been raced

with blood and mambled with the birth of Jesus.

"In which men die on dead honors because

it's sorrowfully bitter.

And that's when we make a trust sud,

"This is when the witch crueled the God

ailing for many months.

"Saying to the sixth and seventh angel happening to the

trumpets awaiting for trumpets for missing angels.

"Which have been marrowed

in the great prefered inform reverse.

"I heard the number of them...

And the Redstone.

"Sincerely,

Mary."

Of course.

Walking, please.

Walking.

Juliana, how did you

like the service?

It was lovely.

I'd never been to a Mass

where people knelt

the whole time.

Oh. Well, it's a gesture

of devotion.

Taught all our children

not to be grocery-cart

Catholics.

You know, the kind of

churchgoer that takes

whatever's convenient

and leaves the rest

on the shelf.

It's all expected.

Eric is so nice.

Where did you two meet?

We met in a bar, actually.

Oh.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Would you like

some cake, sweetheart?

CHILD:
(SQUEALS) My grandfather!

(DOOR OPENING)

I love Sundays.

Going to Mass.

Having the kids here.

Makes everything else

fade away.

Sorry. I was snooping.

Don't be.

I want you to feel

at home here.

Is this

your father, sir?

Must've been

proud of you.

FBI. Top Soviet analyst.

Oh, I don't know.

Father wasn't very

impressed by things.

He wanted me

to be a doctor.

He rigged

my first driving test,

the day I turned 16.

Made an arrangement

with my DMV instructor.

So you'd pass?

So I would fail.

He thought it would

toughen me up.

I do that, too,

I suppose.

Test people.

More than I ought to.

Oh! Shoot.

Almost forgot.

I have something for you.

It's everything I could get

on Parkinson's.

Downloaded it

last night.

Been quite a bit of progress

in the last few years.

Didn't know

if you were up on it.

Is there someone

in your family

who has Parkinson's?

No. No, thank God.

You know, sir, I think

you're misunderstood.

Oh? By whom?

By whoever gives out

window offices, for one.

Oh, that's all right.

I think I made

too much fuss of all that.

I'll be gone so soon anyway,

what good would a window

do me now?

Fifty-seven in two months,

that's mandatory retirement.

(DOG BARKING)

No, it's fine.

It's time.

I could stay there

another hundred years,

and still just be

an afterthought.

The perks go to the guys

who play the game,

the ones who politick.

I knew a long time ago

I didn't have

the stomach for that.

But I'll get my portrait

on that 25-year wall, right?

Now, that's something.

Doesn't really matter

much, does it?

The judgments of other men?

I know what I've done.

(ADDIE SMILING AND COOING)

VANNA:

All done!

Soft clean diaper!

(GIGGLING)

GREG:

Here.

I'll land you in the couch.

Hello, Eric.

How's the talk with Bob?

Very great!

Also, is it important?

Of course.

You want to be unafraid

to trust you?

No one.

I know who i am.

I'll be because of you.

Good grief, Vanna.

There's one way for you.

The same way,

remember when i'm in labor,

I got induced to the hospital.

That's the moment after

I had Addie.

Because today--.

Calm down,

Vanna.

I'm still looking for life.

This is what happens

to see after Vivian bumped

her head to the wall.

It's nothing about human beings.

It's about the boss.

Look,

The situation is only getting

even worse.

That it was so f***ing

crazy.

Vanna,

I want you to take it breather.

Okay,

I got it.

(BREATHING SOFTLY)

(SIGHING)

Better now?

ERIC:

Yes.

BONNIE:

Vanna!

I am coming.

Hey, Eric and Vanna.

This is my

sweet little guy.

Awww, he's cute.

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