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That's cos you never met any.

Don't be naive, Jenny.

Is that her ring?

Look, I know you mean well,

but you're in way over your head

on this one.

Do you think words are gonna make

a difference, gonna change anything?

They're not. So just do yourself a favor

and don't waste your time on me.

Looks like we're in for one.

You know, my Mary had a scarf like that.

- We can't have this goin' on here!

- Keep out of everybody else's business.

- Don't jump over my ass. He's the one...

- I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it.

- It's a misunderstanding.

- Yeah. Something like that.

- The point is he ripped it off.

- Yeah!

Fine. Suppose he ripped it off.

What do you wanna do about it?

Did you take it?

Jack?

Maybe you should give it back.

Thanks for the light, old-timer.

Stupid cops.

How you doin'?

Do you wanna get some air?

If you wanna talk, I'm right over here.

Looks like we'll be in this place a while.

Hey!

No!

It's OK.

It's OK. It was just a nightmare.

Can I help you?

Here, take these. They'll help you sleep.

- Would you mind?

- Would I mind what?

Stayin' a minute.

Oh, God.

Can't get through.

Storm must have knocked down the lines.

It ain't like anyone's gonna make it out

here anyway, boss. We're socked in.

I ain't gonna think about ploughin'

until the storm breaks.

What are we gonna do?

Break the news to the group.

Hank, you get Gilbert up here

to help you move the body.

I think I'll be goin' with

just a salad tonight.

- Did he leave a note?

- None that I could find.

No offence, Doc, but this

mini-Alcatraz you got goin' here

ain't gonna change a goddamn thing.

You may dry a few of 'em up, but you

ain't gonna change what they're made of.

The boy was weak. We all knew that.

It was just a matter of time

before old Humpty fell off the wall.

And what about

Dudley Do-Right there, huh?

What a peach he is.

only to leave his partner for dead.

Alone. No one to watch his back.

There's nothin' worse in my book

than a goddamn yellow cop.

You see what I mean, Doc?

You ain't the Wizard of Oz here.

You can't just hand out courage.

You're real good at kickin' 'em

when they're down, aren't you?

- Do OK when they're standing up, too.

- You never stood up to anybody.

Yeah?

Well, at least I'm there for my women.

That's enough.

Hey, Doc! Check it out!

Man overboard!

- Get my bag. It's in the office.

- Earthquake!

- He's had alcohol.

- What's wrong?

He's on disulfiram.

Makes you puke if you even smell booze.

- He looks bad.

- Sh*t!

- Looks like he swallowed a damn dog.

- Give us a hand.

- What do you want me to do?

- Hold him. Hold him still.

A little Aqua Velva over the rocks?

I rest my case, Doc.

Hold him.

I want everyone's belts.

Off with them. Now!

Shoelaces, too.

Do it!

I want the rooms checked

every hour on the hour.

Anything you say, Sheriff.

Hey, you know that hospital

about ten or so miles up the canyon?

- You mean the old loony bin?

- Yeah, right.

I got a friend I'm tryin' to ring

stayin' up there.

Your friend sick in the head, is he?

In more ways than one.

Well, the lines are down.

You a cop?

Thought so. Been a few

passin' through here lately.

One took a cabin for the night,

bought out all my Scotch,

damn near tore it down.

Another looked like he shaved

with a cheese grater.

So how are the fish biting?

You happen to see

what's goin' on outside?

It's called the dead of winter.

I meant ice fishing.

I'd love to try my luck.

Maybe you could help me out.

Maybe. Fact is, you couldn't have

picked a better time of year.

We both know that if someone

really wants to kill themselves,

there's no stopping it.

I know you have to believe that, Jenny.

But I can't.

That's what this place is about.

Stoppin' em.

I don't get it.

Why do you put yourself through this?

You got family, Malloy?

- No, I don't.

- Neither do I. No.

The job is all I got.

I'm not a coward, you know.

I know that.

But try and remind yourself now and then.

That goes both ways.

Can't sleep?

I didn't mean to spook you.

I never knew.

Knew you could miss someone so much?

I didn't know that.

Just remember that sometimes the real

bad things in life can make you stronger.

What's the matter, cowboy?

Somebody steal your horse?

No, I just thought I heard something.

Like what?

I don't know. Something.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Good morning to you!

Rise and shine, lazy ladies!

It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood!

Wakey, wakey!

Oh...

Doc!

Doc!

Doc!

Two suicides back-to-back?!

Get Mr. Fed in here.

He's seen his share of dead officers.

The bruise is

in the shape of an inverted V.

- What does that mean?

- The markings say it's a suicide.

The V is from the noose. If he was

strangled, it'd be a straight-line bruise.

Hey, Doc. The waiting list for this place

is getting shorter by the minute.

Still taking bets on

who the next suicide's gonna be?

The man didn't say it was a suicide.

He just said the markings say that.

And God shall wipe away

all the tears from their eyes.

And there shall be no more death.

Neither shall there be any more pain.

I'm tearin' up here, Reverend

Sh*t!

I can't risk finding any more bodies.

I'll have to lock you in your rooms.

- Oh, you gotta be kiddin' me!

- I need to review everyone's case files.

- Lookin' for what?

- Answers.

Look, man. Solitary confinement?

No f***in' way, man!

- It's for your own safety.

- Nobody lockin' me up in no cell!

Is somethin' funny?

If the idea of a bunch of cops being locked

up like common criminals isn't a joke,

what is, then?

Doctor Mitchell, can I have a word?

- What?

- Jack's missing.

Jack's your responsibility.

Maybe he took a joyride.

We're short one snowmobile.

- He'll freeze to death.

- He ain't the only one!

Boiler bought the farm. Mm-hm.

Manny! Afraid soldier boy's

turned into a human ice cube by now.

Yeah, the hell with Jack. Who knows

what that crazy f***er's up to!

Conner and Brandon.

They weren't prior suicide attempts,

were they?

- I want you to lock your room tonight.

- Why?

Please. Just do it.

Damn!

Hey! Hey!

Come back here!

Jack?

Jack!

Jack!

We're droppin' like f***in' flies!

Knock it off!

You're losing it. You're all losing it.

Slater's right. We're cops.

What would Slater know about bein'

a cop? Bobbies don't even carry a gun!

God forbid I put myself on a par

with America's finest.

Shut up! Communications are down.

Our meds are gone.

One orderly and Doc, who knows

where they are! And we got two bodies.

That, and you're all in danger

of experiencing DT's.

Sweetcakes,

shakes are the least of our worries.

You got a medical degree

we don't know about? Let her talk!

I'm not talking about the shakes.

Grand mal seizure caused by DT's...

can kill you.

- Without meds, you're all vulnerable.

- Maybe you should tell them about Jack.

Hey, lady? What the hell

is he talkin' about?

- I don't know.

- Bullshit! You tell 'em, or I will.

Jenny, Doc's missing.

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