Summoned

Hello?

Is someone there?

Who's there?

You've reached David and Laura.

Hello.

It's Laura.

You didn't change

the message.

It's been

over a month.

I know, I know. I just

haven't had the time.

I can't even find

the instructions.

Keeping busy

over there?

Yes.

Just gardening,

painting,

trying to get all the pieces

done for the show, you know?

Good. Good, good.

Maybe you should,

I don't know, hit up

eHarmony while you're at it.

Vicki, come on.

It's either that or you

move back to the city.

I can't be the only one

getting action around here.

No, what I need

is a big sale.

Yes.

That, my dear,

is what alimony

is for.

Oscar,

do you have the remote?

The San

Francisco Police Department

has not confirmed

that Palardis's death

was in fact a suicide.

The police are puzzled

- regarding the circumstances surrounding

Hello?

- I'm gonna have to call you back.

- Palardis was perhaps

best known

as foreman of the jury

on the infamous

Midnight Murderer case.

Six months ago, he self-published

a book about the trial

and was reportedly working

on a follow-up.

Do you want to

tell me what the hell

we're doing

up here, Mike?

I'm investigating.

And you're in my light.

Now I know

that must have hurt.

Don't you have some pressing business

to take care of back at the station?

Well, actually, Mike,

we both have

a lot of pressing business to

take care of back at the station,

which is why I'm wondering why

you're wasting your time on a suicide.

People don't just throw themselves

off buildings without a reason.

Well, I hate

to tell you this, Mike,

but sometimes bad stuff

just happens.

Shall I have the M.E. put

that on the death certificate?

He can quote me

on it.

Why don't you go grab a latte or

something? I'll be down in a few.

Who are you kidding with that?

You know you want a cigarette.

I haven't had a cigarette

in over a month.

Congratulations.

Listen, Mike, I know

you knew the guy,

but please don't be

too long.

There's no note.

I thought you'd like

to know.

Thanks.

- All right, Frank.

- Huh?

I brought you

some magazines.

You expect me

to be entertained

with these

two-year-old magazines

and "The People's Court"?

Oh, hi.

Thank goodness you came.

Hi, Frank.

I brought you a muffin.

Oh, by the way, I got your

invite about the opening.

Yeah, yeah.

I was gonna tell you

it's okay if you

don't want to go.

It's just a small, little

gallery. It's nothing, really.

I'll bet you

David is very proud.

Oh, I...

I forgot.

It's okay.

Hey, you didn't bring

the checkers.

No, I didn't today.

Um, I did bring you

this, though.

I thought you might

want to know.

What's this?

I... I can't believe it.

The poor bastard.

Suicide?

Have you talked

to him lately?

Well, he did call me

about a year ago

to ask how I was

and sent me the book.

Did he call you?

No, not since the trial.

And, the funeral

is tomorrow, so...

Are you going?

Come on,

it's been five years.

Do you think the others

will be there?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Seems like

only yesterday...

our brush with history.

You know, some things

history should forget.

You should try

reading that.

I prefer to keep

the past where it is.

Listen, when you get to be

as old as I am,

the past is

all you've got.

I've got to get going.

So soon?

You just came.

I have a lot of painting

to catch up on.

Do you have to go?

I do,

but I promise you

I will bring checkers

next time.

Listen, you take care, huh?

Well, you too.

And you be nice to her.

Hey, Bill.

No, it won't take very much time.

I just need someone to

take a look at the door.

Maybe it needs

a new doorknob.

Um, yeah.

And then can somebody also

check the wiring in the kitchen?

The TV literally

turned itself on today.

Thanks.

Oscar?

Okay, thanks.

Bye.

Oscar!

Oscar.

Oscar.

Oscar.

Oscar.

Come here, boy.

Oscar, what are you doing?

Do that again,

and it's dry dog food.

Aww.

Why did you scare me

like that?

They are not dead

who leave us

this great inheritance

for remembering joy.

They still live

in our hearts,

in the happiness

we knew

and the dreams

we shared.

They still breathe

in the lingering

fragrance

windblown from their

favorite flower.

They still smile

in the moonlight's

silver.

And they laugh.

They still speak

in the echoes of the

words we've heard them say

again and again.

They still move

in the rhythm

of waving grasses

and the dance

of billowing branches.

They are not

apart from us.

They are a part

of us,

for love is eternal.

Miss Price.

Detective Michael Lyons,

Homicide.

Got a second to talk

about Nathan?

Homicide? I thought the papers

said that he killed himself.

Papers say

a lot of things.

He had a chart on the wall

of his apartment...

all the jurors

from the Midnight trial.

He did write a book.

So you're saying you hadn't

had any communication with him?

Not in five years.

Why did you come

to his funeral?

Detective, what are you

trying to ask me?

I was just wondering...

of the 12 names,

why yours was

the only one circled.

I just want

to go home.

When you feel

up to it...

Good morning, Frank.

Time to rise and shine.

Oh, Frank, how many

times have I told you?

Close this window.

You're gonna catch a cold.

Frank.

We were on a jury together

five years ago.

Frank and I stayed

in touch on and off.

When he had a stroke, I...

I really... you know,

I tried to visit him

as often as I could.

I have his things here.

He had no next of kin.

Would you like

to feed my birds?

No, thank you.

He's dead.

They were late with the

medicines this morning.

They're never late

with the medicines.

His visitor

will not be happy.

I asked them to keep

their voices down.

I was trying to sleep.

It was so late.

What visitor?

It's a big one.

Aww, he's very hungry.

Aren't you, fella?

So many evils.

What was that?

I asked them to keep

their voices down.

I was trying to sleep.

Would you like

to feed my birds?

Just as I thought...

you're the only

visitor listed.

So it isn't possible for

anyone else to have gotten in,

not after hours?

We lock the doors

at 9:
00 sharp

for the safety of our

residents, of course.

Anyone who doesn't have

a key card...

Let me go.

Cool it, would you? Knock it off.

Bam! I had Parker

slip me the results

of your friend's

autopsy...

blunt force trauma,

sustained on impact.

No contusions or

defensive wounds found.

Yeah, what about

the computer?

The hard drive

was ionized.

Heads crashed.

What could have

caused that?

Judging from the burn marks

on the internal suppressor,

I'd say a power surge.

A power surge?

Look, Mike, I know

he was your buddy,

but you've seen

the kid's file.

I searched that place

from top to bottom.

Parole violations,

DUIs...

And I couldn't even find a

goddamn bottle of cough syrup.

...court-ordered rehab.

It was just a matter

of time.

You need to take

a step back, bro.

You're getting a little

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