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How's the food in here?

The food.

How's the food?

On time. It's almost that time.

So it is.

I got your favorite, there you go.

I got your favorite, here you go, Benny!

Come here, there you go.

Yeah, you like that. You greedy dog.

Daddy!

I hated putting him in here, you know,

but it's just safer that way.

I thought you were

at the hardware store.

I was, but they didn't need me anymore.

- And you came over not to see me?

- Actually I came by to check on the dog.

I thought you guys were sworn enemies.

The way I see it,

hating him only hurts me.

So... I got your letter.

Yeah?

Thank you for coming back.

I wanted to see you.

I'm surprised that you could

even read that letter.

I'm sure there was tons

of mistakes in it.

I was never that good in school.

You're taking classes in here, right?

Yeah. I mean, yes.

My teacher is a real hardass

for stuff like that.

I'm sorry that I curse.

- You say sorry a lot.

- I have a lot to be sorry for.

What's something you're not sorry for?

Something you're good at.

I don't know, screwing up,

getting caught.

I'm serious.

Fixing things.

I've always been good at that.

When I was a kid if I broke something

my dad would always make me fix it.

I mean, he'd beat the crap out of me,

and then he'd make me fix it.

I started to like the way it felt.

Putting things together, making it work.

Kinda like you.

- What do you mean?

- You're a nurse, aren't you?

Yes, yes.

I fix things, you fix people.

Maybe we have something in common.

I guess we do.

Electronic stud finder.

Whatever happened to banging on a wall

and listening for the beam?

Well's Hardware.

Daddy, I'm gonna nickname you

"Missed call".

Yeah, well, when I need you, I need you.

I was in therapy. What do you need?

I need you to go check on Benny.

- Yeah, that's funny, I'm already with him.

- You are?

Yeah, and he's a lot more fun

now that he's doing what I tell him to.

Sit! Sit! Good boy.

That's a good boy.

I can't believe you've had him

for five years and never taught him to sit.

Now look at him and tell me something.

Does he look sick to you?

- Or am I just being a worry-wart?

- No, he looks fine, Daddy.

But then, you know, he always looks fine

when he's begging for food.

Well, keep feeding him then. All right?

Excuse me, ma'am,

are you here to see William Finn?

- Yes.

- He's not gonna be able to see you today.

Why not?

He just can't.

What, no scratch and sniff today, Billy?

What are you talking about?

That little piece of trim that keeps

coming up in here and visiting you.

She looks uppity if you ask me.

You know what she looks like?

What, you think you're the only moon-faced

kid around here that gets any visitors?

Billy.

Hey. You stop talking about her.

What do you think she wants

with you anyway?

Shut up.

Does she even know why you're here?

Shut the f*** up.

It takes 57 minutes each way.

- I know.

- That is 114 minutes of my time, gone.

There's a reason I couldn't

come out that day.

All right? I got in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

- Some guys here like picking on me.

- So you got into a fight?

No. No, not exactly.

- They cornered me.

- Why you?

- 'Cause they know I'm won't fight back.

- How do they know that?

Because everyone in here

knows how badly I want to get out.

So they cornered you and you had

to spend time in solitary?

No, the infirmary.

So... those guys who attacked you...

What'd they do to you?

Do you want to see?

The old man's looking pretty sharp.

Yeah, well... don't get too excited,

I re-gifted.

Oh, come on.

Well, you're gonna spend

the night, right?

- Dad...

- No, no. I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

You know, heaven forbid

you spend one more minute

with your father than you have to.

Benny, you love me, don't you?

How you doing, Benny?

Yeah.

- Did you get him to eat?

- He ate.

All gone.

Yeah, I don't know. He sleeps so much.

Maybe I should take him to the vet.

He's not a puppy anymore, Dad.

He's getting old.

I'm getting old, I'm retired, you know.

Benny's still here, he's young.

You got some moves, right boy?

What you looking at there, man?

Something that doesn't belong to you.

You really do miss p*ssy.

I don't see why though.

Seems to me there's plenty of p*ssy

right here in this cell.

You know something, Randy?

Your shits smell better than you do.

You ever...

ever touch my things again...

And only the idea of you

will be left behind.

- Did you get the card?

- Yeah. Yeah, I loved it.

I loved it. Thank you so much.

It was my mom's favorite holiday.

She used to make me sign these valentines,

those little paper ones.

- Your mom sounds like a good lady.

- She would've liked to hear you say that.

Actually she died when I was nine.

The...

asthma attack, it was... she didn't

get to her medication on time. I...

- was the one who found her.

- I'm sorry, that's terrible.

It was a long time ago.

Yeah, still.

That must be hard. I'm sorry.

- What about you?

- My mother?

She left when I was 12.

Do you hate her for that?

I don't know how to hate anybody.

Maybe if she'd stuck around...

maybe I could've got on a better track.

There's still time.

I was starting to wonder

if I was gonna see you this week.

With the holiday all my schedules

have been off, so...

Memorial day.

You're nervous.

I'm getting paroled.

Soon.

- Does that make you nervous?

- Should I be?

Well, I don't think that you would visit me

if you thought I'd be a threat out there.

- So why'd you ask?

- Because...

All I can think about in here...

is how I'm gonna miss this.

Look, if you don't want to see me

when I get out of here, I'll understand.

But you gotta know right now...

I would never do that again.

So the prison thinks

you've been rehabilitated.

They think I've served my time.

Do you think you've served your time?

Look, Miranda, I can't undo what I did.

I know.

I won't stop saying I'm sorry.

I want to start fixing things.

If you let me.

Hey, I'm sorry...

No!

Oh, Daddy, I'm sorry.

- God, look at me.

- It's okay. Here.

- Take these.

- I should be able to do this.

He was your best friend, Daddy.

It'd be a lot for anyone.

I can do this.

Where's the shovel? Is it in the back?

- You're all dressed up.

- I know. I'll wear an apron.

No, you're gonna get a mess

all over your clothes.

Why don't you go out and get us some food

or something, and then when you come back

I'll be finished.

- Chinese Gourmet?

- Yeah.

Yeah, those bird like things would...

- Won...

- Won tons.

Oh, sweetie, I'm sad.

Just when you two were becoming friends.

Alright. I'll be back.

You know, your mother...

used to complain a bit

that I wasn't around all the time.

It was the hardware store.

I was trying to put it together.

- You were providing.

- Yes, I know.

It's... confusing.

Be a father, and not be able

to protect your children.

I wish I had found her, not you.

That's basically what I'm saying.

You know, Daddy...

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