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for manslaughter back in '79?

This guy?

Yeah, that's him.

It was

a domestic dispute.

This Venezelos

comes home,

finds his wife

with another guy, right,

but it's no boyfriend

or nothing,

just an old friend.

He goes into a rage,

accuses her

of being unfaithful, right?

Him and this guy

get into some words.

They start

going at each other.

He throws the guy

down a flight of stairs.

The guy's neck breaks.

He died

in the hospital

a few hours later.

Wait,

it gets worse.

The wife takes off

before the cops show up, right?

She jumps in her car

and speeds away.

She's doing, like,

about 80

when she skids out

on this icy curve

and hits an oncoming car

head on.

She was killed instantly.

Mike.

Whoa, Mikey,

you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Well, at least we know

who the nut is now, right?

Naw, he's not nuts.

Yeah, all right.

Whatever.

Let's get out of here.

I'll take you home.

Nah, I'm gonna stay

around here for a while.

For what?

They can take care of him.

Come on,

let's get out of here.

Dennis, listen to me.

Something's going on here.

I don't know what it is,

but I'm gonna find out.

I appreciate you coming by

and everything,

but I got to

figure this one out.

You gonna be all right?

Yeah, I'm gonna be all right.

All right.

All right,

merry Christmas, partner, huh?

Merry Christmas.

Whoa.

I didn't see

nothing.

What is it

with this guy?

You don't even

want to know.

All right, later.

Take care.

[sighs]

This is really hot.

Be careful.

It's tea

with bitters.

It's good

for your stomach.

Thanks for letting me

come here.

Oh, sure.

It's not right,

you know.

I should be the one

helping you.

Oh, no, I'm the one

that always

takes care of everybody,

remember?

My thing.

Must be something

you need, though.

What do you mean?

Well,

what do you want most

in the whole world, Rose?

I guess just to make it

through the night would be nice.

Now we're talking.

I can definitely

help with that.

Did I just invite myself

to spend the night?

[giggles]

Sort of.

Maybe I should go.

No.

Stay.

You sure?

Yeah.

On condition that you tell me

what it is that you want.

That's fair.

I don't want to be alone

when I die.

Is that too much?

No. No.

No.

You sure that's him?

Doctor,

believe me.

He was just here

this morning.

So you think

that it was self-inflicted.

Absolutely.

(doctor)

Well, if that's the case,

we can hold him

for up to 24 hours

for observation if we think

he's a danger to himself.

Have the resident psychiatrist

have a talk to him

before we decide

to let him go.

Okay.

Look, if there's not

gonna be a party,

I want to go now.

Can't leave right now.

Why?

You have to speak

to another doctor.

For what?

Those are the rules.

Look, you can't

just keep me here.

I can't,

but he can.

Now sit down.

[both chuckle]

Charlie, I hope

you don't mind my asking, but...

Why did you leave the priesthood

after 20 years?

I lost my faith.

And I began to question

the existence of God.

If you're a priest,

that's not good.

So here I am.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

What about you?

What about me?

How's your faith?

Oh, it's pretty shaky.

Really?

Why?

Well, my mom's been sick

for a long time

with Alzheimer's,

and she was always the glue

that kind of

kept the family together.

Now she can't even

bathe herself.

And I keep trying

to reconnect with her.

How do you do that

with someone who's not there?

Well, I put...

I put pictures of the family

all around the room,

and I bring her

her favorite foods.

I play her favorite music.

You know,

I'm just trying to find her

just even for, like,

a second,

just to have some kind

of moment of clarity, you know,

so that I know

she's still there.

Does it work?

No.

Do you pray?

No, not anymore.

Yeah, I know

how that is.

Only five more hours

to go.

Till what?

Till you make it

through the night.

This is mesmerizing.

Not for five hours.

No.

We should put

another tape on.

How you doing?

[vomiting]

Look, I want

to go home now!

All right?

This is all wrong.

This is not the way

it's supposed to be!

Calm down, Mr. Calvert.

Oh, you want me

to calm down.

Calm down, Mr. Calvert.

Calm down.

I can calm down.

That calm enough

for you?

What about that?

[struggling

and yelling]

Get him on the other side.

What are you doing?

I got a broken hand.

Put me--

I didn't

do anything wrong.

Orderly!

Let me go.

Come on.

Come on.

You know, Artie,

I got to tell you,

I feel really bad

about what happened

at the apartment today,

and I want you to know that,

you know,

I wasn't mad at you.

See, I was...

I was mad...

[sighing]

Man, Artie,

I really screwed things up

between Nina and me.

You have no idea.

Actually, you probably do,

don't you?

Hey, Artie.

I got to know.

That stuff

you were saying today,

about you and me,

you know,

about your wife,

that was just crazy, right?

Just some

big misunderstanding, right?

[footsteps]

Who are you?

I'm a friend.

I've never

met you before.

Paul Venezelos.

Hi.

Michael Reilly.

I'm the guy

that took him here.

I'm a cop.

Oh, thank you.

Yeah.

So how's he doing?

He's stable.

All right.

Well, thanks for sitting

with him.

It was good to meet you.

Yeah, of course.

Mike.

Yeah?

He didn't give you

some cockamamy story

about you being

my reincarnated mother, did he?

He did, didn't he?

He's been doing that

to some poor unsuspecting chump

every Christmas

since she died.

Well, look,

I promise I'll let him know

that you were here

when he wakes up, all right?

Yeah.

I appreciate it.

[melancholy music]

^^ ^^

yyyyy?yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy???yyyyyyyyyy

Can't believe

you're still here.

So he likes to tell people

they're your

reincarnated mother, huh?

Yeah.

Always around Christmas.

Look, I'm sorry

about your mother

and all that happened.

He told you what happened?

Yeah, a little.

You know,

he mentioned it once.

Wow.

My father

never talked about that.

Anyhow, I'm sorry.

Pop, you know,

he just can't seem to forget it.

It's the past

that holds onto him.

We don't count.

No matter what we do,

no matter how much

we try to be there for him,

we just can't reach him.

I can't reach him.

Do you know he still keeps

that glass angel by his bed?

I swear he sees

her face in it.

Glass angel?

Yeah, my mother

had it blown out of glass

to put on top of the tree.

It was a surprise for Pop.

Sounds like

they loved each other very much.

They did.

All my father's looking for

is a little forgiveness.

Where's the harm in that?

Forgiveness from who?

From her.

He screwed up,

and he's sorry.

He just never got a chance

to tell her.

I got to take

a walk.

I'll be right back.

Keep an eye on him.

Yeah, you got it.

[melodramatic music]

^^ ^^

(Rose)

Morning.

Morning.

How you feeling?

Rose.

Charlie,

if you have to leave,

I understand,

really.

It's fine.

Look, I made it

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