On the Other Hand, Death Page #3

And things have gotten better

over the years.

I suppose they have.

Uh, so, the...

the trouble

with the school board,

that didn't start

till after

what happened

with the house, huh?

You think

they're connected?

I don't know.

Coincidental timing.

I'm not a big fan

of coincidence.

Who was it made

the offer on the house?

Some realtor.

I'd like

to talk to them.

All right. I ha...

I've got his card

upstairs.

She thinks I've quit.

If we don't demand equality,

we won't get it.

Nobody's just going

to offer it to us.

I'm just saying,

every step of progress

has been achieved

through incremental gains,

not grand,

sweeping gestures.

In the meantime,

we're supposed to be satisfied

just being

second-class citizens.

Don, what

do you think?

Oh, I try not to.

I wasn't expecting you home so early.

Well, the bad guys

weren't home.

Something

smells good.

Yeah, I picked it up

on the way over.

I know this great little place

near the bridge.

- They make the most incredible biryani.

- Yeah?

Don's not a big fan

of Indian food.

Well, got company.

I can make an exception.

So, honestly, Don,

don't you think

the best way

to affect change in the community

is through gradual growth?

Don agrees

with me.

Any real lasting change

is sudden and abrupt.

Oh, actually, I agree

with both of you.

I mean, yeah,

I think sometimes

a slow approach

is definitely

the most effective way to change,

but other times,

a more dramatic,

big-bang kind of a thing

is what's necessary.

But you're right,

the biryani is great.

Oh, Andrew, didn't you say

you were staying

with Dorothy

and Edith tonight?

Yeah. I can't believe

we've been talking for three hours.

Well, you know how time just

melts away when you're

talking social politics.

So, Don, any leads

on who's been threatening Dorothy?

No, not yet.

These things

take time.

- We still on for lunch on Monday?

- Absolutely.

I'll take you around

the Center Building.

We've just installed

a new cross-referencing

database

in the economics

science laboratory.

It's a date.

Andy, it's

good to see you.

Thanks for the food.

That really hit the spot.

My pleasure.

Next time, Thai.

I know this great place.

They deliver.

See you guys later.

Bye!

He's a good guy.

I like him.

Yep. Yep, yep,

yep, yep, yep.

I know what

you're doing.

This whole agreeing

with him thing?

This whole suddenly,

"I like biryani"?

You're jealous.

Jealous?

Using reverse psychology.

Making

a preemptive strike

on any old spark

lighting up.

Honey, you're crazy.

I love you,

but you're crazy.

I'm not jealous.

- Why not?

- What?

Why aren't you

jealous?

I mean, if I came home

and I found you

having a tte--tte

with an ex-boyfriend

over a plate

of Indian food,

you know

what I would do?

Yeah. You would

grab a plate

and join in,

just like I did.

You're right.

I would.

Rather depressing,

isn't it?

No, it is not

depressing.

Andrew McWhirter

is just like you.

He's a smart,

successful, beautiful,

good-hearted man.

Probably even likes

that weird chanty monk music

you listen to.

No. Andrew

introduced me to it.

Yeah.

See? You're

too much alike.

That's probably why you broke up

I don't want to come home

to somebody just like me every night,

and neither do you.

No. That's why

we're perfect together.

Mm-hmm. Exactly.

Still, it'd be nice if you were

just a little jealous.

Oh, I am.

You are?

Yeah.

Of him kissing you

on the hand like that.

Yeah?

I'm green with envy.

I'm... I'm seething

with jealousy.

Seething?

And there's only one way

that you can

make it up to me.

My mother wouldn't

have liked that.

Are you

out of your mind?

You should

try it.

Uh, nah.

Unfortunately, I seem to be

without a bathing suit.

Oh, that's okay.

I didn't bring one, either.

Thanks.

I was hoping we'd get

a second to be alone.

Uh, I don't know.

That's...

- No.

- It's okay.

- No one can see us out here.

- No.

It's not okay.

Oh, God. So you guys

are monogamous, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, we are.

Yeah? That's a shame.

It would've been fun.

Make a habit on hitting

on married guys?

Guess you could

call it a bad habit.

You do that

with Timothy?

You don't need

to worry about that.

Tim and I

messed around in college,

and that was

a lifetime ago.

Besides, he's

always been more

like a best friend

to me, anyway.

- Help!

- Edie!

- Help!

- What?

Turn on the hose,

Dorothy!

...the goddamn hose!

Keep that clear!

Stay back!

Do you have

a fire extinguisher?

There's someone in there! Hurry!

What is this?

You weren't supposed

to go in there when...

Oh, my God!

Listen!

God.

Get out.

Get out.

Is he dead?

Yeah, he's dead.

Looks like he was using

some kind of chemical accelerant

to start the fire.

Probably got overwhelmed

by the fumes and passed out.

You think this is the guy

responsible for all the vandalism?

Hard to tell who he was

till the autopsy.

And exactly who

are you again?

Oh, he's a friend

of the family, Reg. Hi.

Right. All right,

now, listen.

We're gonna need formal

statements from all of you,

and then once

we I.D. this guy,

there'll be more questions,

all right?

Now,

in the meantime,

looks like

we've solved

your little

graffiti problem.

I told you

we should've just gone.

I don't want

to stay here.

Edith.

Edith.

I have lived in this house

for 35 years,

and I'm not about

to get run off now.

When did I

hear that before?

- Oh, yeah.

- Edith, not now!

Yesterday.

Edith. Edith, just wait.

This isn't

fresh paint, is it?

No, that's

from the first time.

I washed

all the others off.

I just didn't get

around to that one.

Why are you here?

It's my office.

Yeah!

The office that

you're never in before 10.

What

are you doing?

I've been here

all night...

scouring databases.

Find anything

interesting?

It's what I'm not finding

that's more interesting.

Well...

I got some good stuff

on that undercover cop of yours.

She's been planted

at a development company

owned by a guy

named Crane Sturgis.

Wait.

I tailed her for a week.

I got nothing.

How'd you get this?

Oh, I've got my sources

in the police department.

Sources?

Actually, I used to

date a guy in vice.

Sex was great,

but he kept losing

the key

to the handcuffs.

All right. Two things.

First, see

if you can find out

what projects

they're working on.

Second, stake

their office out a little bit.

Maybe you

can follow her.

Me?

I finally get to do

some fieldwork?

Well, she knows my face,

so it's up to you.

Can you handle this?

Please.

I've been stalking

this hot bartender

at the Waterworks Club

for three months.

I'm a pro.

Okay, Kenny, do not

get too close. Okay?

I just need to know what she's up to,

who she's meeting with.

Catch up with you later.

I got a few people

to piss off today.

Well, at least that's something

you're really good at.

So, do you think this is the guy

that's been harassing them?

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