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I'm gonna find her

I'm gonna make

that right.

She is nothing like you.

She's a lovely,

sweet, young woman.

I don't want you

to disrupt her life.

I don't doubt

she's lovely.

I would like to meet her

some day, alright?

You must never,

ever see her.

Promise me!

You are a cold b*tch.

You'll get

a $100,000 a year

in monthly payments

but as estate executor,

I will stop the checks

the minute I find out

you've breached your contract

and made contact with her.

Joan..

You're 50-something-year-old

convict.

You have no skills.

Take the money.

What does she

actually know about me?

Nothing.

The adoption papers say

that you died

in childbirth.

Was that really necessary?

Let's go.

[coughing]

Paula.

What's her name?

Do you know

my daughter's name?

Lily Benson.

Thank you.

Go.

- Love you.

- Love you too.

Anderson, you okay?

You wanted

to keep the baby?

I don't know

what I wanted.

No one ever gave me

any choice.

Now, all these years later

she wants to pay me off

to not see my kid.

I got a daughter

out there.

She thinks I'm dead.

It's not right.

No, it isn't.

[snoring]

[laptop keys clacking]

[sighs]

Okay, next.

[cell phone ringing]

Alright, thank you.

Your car's ready now.

- Thanks.

- No, wait!

- Your license and your credit card.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Yeah. Thanks.

[snoring]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

- Hey. Hey! Hi.

- Hi.

I had a spot of

car trouble this morning

and I was wondering

if I could

trouble you for a lift?

Mm. Insurance issues.

Sorry, I can't.

- Yeah, insurance, it's a b*tch.

- Yeah.

I, um..

Look, I, I... I

don't usually

do this sort of thing

but, uh, it's been

a totally hectic morning

and, um,

if you would kindly

see your way

to giving me a ride

I'd be willing

to give you a blow job.

Mm, hop on board.

Fantastic!

Awesome!

[groaning]

I can't believe you!

You are going away

for a long time. Up!

Put 'em behind

your back.

We'll have that little

ride another time, huh?

- That's it. Up!

- Alright.

Whoa!

- Come on.

- Everything cool?

Yeah. Everything's cool.

[instrumental music]

You know, I'm gonna report

you for this, right?

It's gonna mean years.

What were you thinking?

You think I was thinkin'?

A**holes don't think.

Nope, they don't and you

are an a**hole, alright?

You had six months

left and now

you're goin' away

for a long time.

A**hole.

You, you know what?

You are the most

exhausting

self-destructive person

I have ever met.

You got that right.

[cell phone ringing]

Oh, Jesus.

Hi, mommy!

What do you want me

to do for you now, mommy?

Hello.

Yeah, it is.

Yeah, okay.

Mm-hmm.

That was your

mother's lawyer.

She passed.

You heard me?

Loud and clear.

Get me back to my cell.

Yup. Gladly.

You okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm great.

Just great.

[engine revving]

[instrumental music]

[sniffles]

Do you need me

to pull over, Anderson?

I'm fine.

What's the matter?

[music continues]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

Where are we?

We're at the home

of Lily Benson.

- Wait, what?

- You heard me.

Nicole! Wait a minute,

where are you going?

Wait, whoa, whoa,

whoa, sh*t.

I didn't ask you

to bring me here.

Yeah.

Get out.

What are trying to pull?

You have exactly

15 minutes, okay?

And don't even think about

thinking about doin' anything.

I want you to stand close

to that door

where I can see you

from here.

I don't,

I... I can't do this.

Yeah. No, no. Not now.

- Not like this.

- Anderson, you're goin' away for a while.

So I think

now is the time.

Go on.

Go on.

[doorbell rings]

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Oh, my God, um..

I'm... I'm

looking for Lily.

I'm her.

Can I help you?

Um..

...I'm, I... I knew

her mother.

- You know Norma?

- Uh, her birth mother.

- My birth mother?

- Oh, God.

You, you knew that..

Yeah, my parents told me

when I was 12.

And... did they tell you

anything

about your... mother?

Excuse me, but why

did you come here?

She would have

wanted me to.

Would you like

to step inside?

Yeah, thanks.

[instrumental music]

How did you know her?

I, um, uh..

We were best friends

when, uh, we were young.

Why didn't you contact me

before?

Oh, I just, I just

found out about you, um..

I'm her only child?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Are you, are you married?

Yeah. Um, Brad's helping

a friend with an addition.

- Beautiful, beautiful home.

- Oh.

Do you have children?

Just Johnny, he's seven.

Hey, hon,

come downstairs.

Do you work?

I'm a graphic designer.

I work from the house.

It's, um,

it's kind of slow.

Can I get you something

to drink?

Some coffee

or juice or water?

Water would be fantastic.

Have a seat.

Hello, lady.

Oh, hello, boy.

What are you doin'?

I'm coloring a truck.

Ooh, a truck.

Ah, thank you.

Ma, this lady's

watching me color a truck.

And I hope it's okay.

He loves his trucks.

Yeah, I see that.

How do you think my mother would

feel about being a grandmother?

Once she got over

the shock..

I know she'd dig it.

If I could talk

to my mother..

...I'd tell her that..

...I didn't care what

she did in the past.

She'd be welcome

to visit anytime.

I... I... I gotta

get goin'.

You could stay for dinner?

Uh, maybe another time.

Yeah, okay.

Bye.

[instrumental music]

Yeah.

Don't worry, I got it.

I'll take care of that.

I'll get

the other one too.

All locked up.

[instrumental music]

Alright, lift up.

Stevens!

What in the hell

is goin' on?

You know, your phone was

goin' straight to voicemail?

And I hear

you rented a car?

That's not in the budget!

Please tell me

what is happening?

Alright, sir, there is a

very good explanation.

Oh, she's got a very good

explanation she says.

Please tell me

your goddamn explanation.

There was a problem

this morning.

What? With the prisoner?

With the train.

There was a three hour delay

and I didn't wanna risk it

so I thought it'd best

just to rent a car.

As for my phone,

there were some issues

with my provider,

but I'm resolving them.

Warden, warden if I might

have permission to speak.

Speak, Anderson.

Uh, well, I would

just like to say

that in spite of all the unbelievable

travel snafus we came upon

it was, in fact, Officer Stevens'

single-minded determination

that got me to my mother's

bedside before she passed.

And I know her gratitude

was absolutely expressed

to her very good friend,

the governor.

Oh. Huh... alright.

Stevens, you did good.

I want you to come in to fill out some

paperwork for a full time position.

I'm going to put you

on staff.

Thank you so much, sir.

Alright, I gotta get down

to The Jackknife.

It's karaoke night.

So, ladies, good evenin'!

- Sing well, sir.

- Always do.

[instrumental music]

You did me right in there.

I owe you a thank you

and an apology.

Yeah, you do, several.

Hey, I think it's best if we forget

about this weekend, alright?

Our little secret.

You got it,

Officer Stevens.

See you around, Joan.

[music continues]

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