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could reach a verdict...

in the next few days.

...complaints

that officers used their...

...human machine Titan.

It took several hours...

and reinforcements

from other departments...

before police restored order.

Plastic angels...

are synonymous...

I ain't mad anymore.

You mad?

See... see my...

my bag.

I got a little bit

of everywhere I've been.

See, here's Vermont,

which is a New England state.

And... and there's Florida.

So you can see I hitchhiked...

up and down

the entire East coast.

I thought you took a plane.

Airplane?

Where would I get the money?

How you been?

I'm a wreck.

You look a wreck, actually,

but...

I didn't wanna be impolite

and mention it.

I don't know what I'm doing.

You know what I mean?

You're in the pool.

Right.

I don't know...

when was the last time

I thought of you...

and in you walk.

I don't get it.

I'm a surprise is all.

And I don't know

what pertains to me...

and what doesn't.

Everything pertains to you,

Eddie.

Sure, I mean, this is all

part of the flow.

You know, of which

we are a part, too...

and everything

pertains to everything...

one way or another.

See what I mean?

So...

how am I supposed

to feel about it?

See, that's what I don't know.

Oh, you have total...

utter, complete freedom

on that score, Eddie...

because it doesn't make

a bit of difference.

What I feel doesn't matter?

This flow don't care?

I don't think so.

I have so much to figure out.

According to authorities,

the killer...

a 12-year-old honor student...

is fascinated

with serial killers.

Now, sources close

to the investigation tell us...

the boy admits

to bludgeoning to death...

I mean, there is you...

and there's these other items...

all these other items,

like death.

They decapitated

and dissected four rodents.

It's all part of a $99 million

research program...

aimed at discovering

the precise effects...

of space travel

on the nervous system.

I mean...

how am I supposed to feel

about that?

I don't know.

See, that's my point.

That's what I'm saying.

So I do know your point.

But do they pertain to me?

I was saying to you

that they all pertain to you...

as much as they're

a part of everything, right?

I mean...

that's all I'm saying.

Did you know that Phil was dead?

Whoa. What happened?

He drove his car off Mulholland.

What happened?

The car crashed.

The funeral was today.

So that's why

you're such a wreck, Eddie.

You were at the funeral.

That would wreck anybody.

Was it sad?

Everybody's in the suits.

You do the things.

Everybody's there.

Everybody's in line.

All the cars...

in a line.

Everybody's in the cars.

You get to the...

cemetery...

and...

the priest has got

some more to say.

And there's the hole.

You put him in.

Was it sad?

There was, at the grave...

we were like a...

a bunch of dogs.

And this guy...

was singing

with this beautiful voice.

He had this beautiful

high voice.

All alone. No organ or anything.

Just his voice.

And...

the priest

could have said anything.

Nice things, sad things,

nothing.

And this guy,

nobody knew who he was...

would sing...

and you couldn't even

really make out the words even.

You know? You just heard this...

this high...

beautiful, sad, sad...

This human sound.

And then everybody just started

crying along with him.

You know something, Eddie?

I didn't really go

to all the places on my bag.

I actually went

out of here North...

towards San Francisco, but...

I got no further than Oxnard.

I know where Oxnard is.

Great.

What's so great about me

knowing where Oxnard is?

It's great when people know

what each other...

are talking about.

I mean, isn't that

what we've been talking about?

So, I'm gonna sleep here...

if you don't mind.

I mean, you got room?

I'm gonna be up for a while.

That's OK.

There's room here on the couch.

Great.

I...

I might never

go to sleep again.

I might stay awake forever.

That's OK.

I'm just happy to get off

the streets at the moment.

The desperation out there

is paranormal.

You want to f*** me

or anything, Eddie...

before I go to sleep?

Great.

Not that I don't want to,

I'm just...

sleepy.

You want anything, a Valium?

Good night.

Pleasant dreams.

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