I'm off to work.
Do they even know you're back?
I'm also going to be looking for
personal support workers.
Excuse me, do I get a say here?
Hey, Mac, shouldn't you be at your morning debrief
with uh, Staff Sergeant Waylen?
The outcome was good, nobody got hurt.
Dr. Thompson, I am Jenny Cooper.
You've been filling in for me?
Nice of you to drop by, Dr. Cooper.
I lost my daughter.
Yeah, you lost Katie,
but you left... me.
You think you can kill me?
Nobody gets the jump on me.
I'm the superhero.
Damn straight.
I don't need a debrief.
Kamusta, Dr. Cooper!
Come on in, Rizal.
Dad's still sleeping.
Beautiful house!
Oh, thank you.
Okay, here is a list of meds, contraindications,
you know, favourite TV shows, things like that.
Peggy will fill you in on the rest.
I've gotta run upstairs and get ready for work.
Peggy? Does she live here as well?
Uh... uh, sort of.
Yeah, for now. Just temporarily.
She's a PSW?
Uh no, she is my mother, technically.
Your dad's ex-wife?
Uh, they're still married,
it's just, it's a very long story.
- But um... - Jenny,
could-could I have a word?
Yes. Mm-hmm.
Hey, this is not the PSW that I suggested.
Yeah, I went with Rizal.
He's got tons of experience with Lewy Body dementia,
- so he knows what to expect. - Well, we could've
- discussed this. - We did,
discuss it and then,
I made a decision.
Ross was out all night, again.
Do-do you know his boyfriend?
Ross and his boyfriend broke up.
So, he was with a stranger.
- As his moth... - Okay, Peggy...
Peggy, okay, look,
I appreciate everything you did for us, okay.
You uprooted your life,
but you don't have to do that anymore,
because I am home.
Rizal is here to help.
Okay, we can take things a little slower.
- Oh. - Hey, kiddo.
Have a good night last night?
- Yes. - Great.
- And a good morning. - Fabulous.
Rizal... make yourself at home.
Peggy.
Then I guess I'll have to pack.
Go for it!
Hey, I'm the coroner.
Please!
Hi.
Thank you.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
It was unexpected.
It often is.
- May I? - Yeah.
Thank you.
Helen, coroner's here.
Come on, let's let her do her job.
Don't pretend like Mom went peacefully in her sleep.
She was murdered.
*CREDITS*
Let's try to figure out what happened, okay?
Um, did your mother have any health issues?
That's not what's happening here.
Asians are being randomly attacked daily in this city.
An 80-year-old grandfather was hit with a cement brick
while shopping for broccoli.
Broccoli!
If I was there, I would've done something.
I understand that.
If you guys wouldn't mind, answering my question,
about your mother.
Well, the kids say she's a pillar of health.
She didn't even take any medications.
So sad.
Reminds me of my Lola.
Healthy 'til the day she dropped.
That's when everyone else
started fighting about her money.
Hmm.
Kids seem pretty close to her.
Mom worked tirelessly.
It broke her heart when we had to sell
our place in East Chinatown.
I stayed on with the family biz,
and Helen moved on.
I thought Mom would be upset
when I started apprenticing with a carpenter,
but she totally got it.
Hmm.
And who is gonna run the business now?
The restaurant's in the hole.
The only value is the land that it's on.
Which we would split, if we sold.
But we won't.
Not to that real estate vulture.
Oh, the Randy Groat guy?
Groat is GOAT? Yeah.
- I see his signs everywhere. - Yeah.
He's not subtle.
No, he's not.
Well, there doesn't seem to be any financial motive.
There's no visible injuries on the body.
You think the kids are in denial?
So caught up in their grief
they're claiming murder?
There's a good chance it's a heart attack.
It's more common in women than we realize.
I'll check for recent onset myocarditis.
Okay, walk me through your version of events
at the pharmacy, Donovan.
Well, textbook de-escalation.
I assessed the situation. I was in full control.
- So, you had a plan. - Yes.
Which you communicated with your partner?
There wasn't time.
But I had his back,
and he had mine.
That's not what Detective Abed said in his report
to Professional Standards.
Malik?
What'd he say?
- I'll see you back there? - Yeah.
What happened?
- Who died? - Uh.
Ms. Chan, unfortunately.
- Did you know her? - Oh! What?
- Mrs. Chan died. - Oh.
I thought she'd live forever; she was like Teflon.
How did it happen?
Do we need to beef up security around here?
Uh, we're still looking into it.
Well, if there is anything we can do to help, I am Jason.
Mason, offer some grub to the uh, coroner, here.
- Um... - Uh, this is
a Chinese chop suey slider that is vegan,
like our entire menu.
Enjoy the taste of cultural appropriation.
I'm good, thank you.
All right, I'm gonna head to the autopsy.
Can I show you something first?
Yeah, of course.
Mommy, tell us what happened when you left Trinidad.
I came with a old, blue suitcase,
and $100 TT.
What?
That's only $43.65 Canadian.
Cousin Winston had the butcher shop,
down the street, on Broadview,
and the wife's family was around the corner
selling odds and sods.
We knew everybody.
Everybody knew us.
We looked out for each other.
There was recession,
SARS.
People stopped coming.
Then we had to move from East Chinatown to Spadina
to make things work.
Please remember our mom's humanity.
Of course.
The CT scans are processed, Dr. Cooper.
Awesome, thank you, River.
And Dr. Thompson is?
Reviewing cases in his...
Your office.
It looks normal.
Looks normal.
There's an abnormality in the brain scan.
See this dark, shaded spot, here?
Localized swelling.
The superficial veins in the cerebrum have torn.
Yeah.
I could feel an indent.
River can you...
There's a large bruise.
Judging by the discolouration, it isn't fresh.
Okay, the brain shrinks with age
and the space between the dura and the skull
fill with cerebrospinal fluid, so...
A blow to the head,
could cause the veins to tear,
which would allow blood to leak into that space,
killing her slowly.
- Classic delay injury. - Mm-hmm.
Polymorphs are gone.
Yeah, those disappear after a few days.
Are there any microphages?
Got 'em.
Those white blood cells only show up after tissue damage.
Three days, to be exact.
Eva's blow to the head...
Was a subdural hematoma.
Helen might be right.
This could be murder.
Protestors gathered early this morning
and have continued throughout the day.
You know, Rizal,
he doesn't even like birds.
He's telling me, "Oh, they've got evil eyes," or something.
Yeah, what does he know, right?
I really appreciate everything you're doing for me, but...
It's kind of weird to have a stranger
following you around, even into the bathroom.
It makes me feel old.
It actually makes me feel useless.
Dad, you're not useless.
You are independent, you are important,
you keep all the local birds fed.
I just, I want somebody there with you while you do it.
Well, how am I gonna feed them?
I can't even figure this out.
Here, I'll help.
- Will ya? - Yeah.
Okay. There's no instructions.
It's all right.
Let's see.
Can't Peggy be my person?
She is, Dad. It's just...
But, what if she leaves again?
That's not really what I'm worried about.
Well, you know, I got dementia,
so chances are, I won't even remember
that she was here to start with.
That's terrible.
You know, she is the love of my life.
I know, Dad, I'm just...
I'm not trying to stop you
from having a relationship with her.
Well, but you know, it's a bit embarrassing
when I have to ask my daughter
to have permission to have a sleepover.
It's uh, what's the word I want,
"unmanly".
Yeah.
Um...
okay, how 'bout this?
Uh, Rizal is the person that you work with,
and Peggy is the person that you um...
you...
Yeah, not so easy, is it?
You threw me under the bus with Professional Standards?
I just told them what happened.
What happened?
What did happen?
Where have you been?
I just wrestled this away from two giant raccoons.
Is that a foot?
I missed out on all the stray feet
that washed up in Vancouver, five years ago.
Now, they said the feet were disarticulated
by natural means, but,
- you know West Coast coroners. - Ah...
They're always puttin' their foot in their mouths.
Humorous, Detective.
If we have a foot mystery here,
I might steal that, for a new book.
Oh, sure, Doc, it's all yours.
Who called it in?
- I'll talk to them. - I wouldn't know.
The Search for Ontario's Dismembered Foot Killer,
by Dr. Elijah Thompson.
Hey!
We're gonna need public barriers.
Or you could call it "Trouble Afoot"
or "Six Feet Under."
All right, Detective, let's not get carried away.
Jenny.
Uh-huh. Ye...
Oh yeah, I'll be right there.
- Malik. - Hmm?
You got this?
Jenny needs me in Chinatown.
Yeah, I got this.
Looks like "heel" be reading your report later.
Ah, yeah, well I don't mind going
sole-o.
- All right. - Oh.
We found an elongated depression
on the back of Eva Chan's skull,
like she was hit with a rod or a pipe.
So, it looks like she was attacked.
Uh, anti-Asian attacks are usually random,
and random attacks are tough to solve.
Yeah, well, we can date this one...
it's a three-day-old hematoma.
Well, some of these restaurants must have
security footage from three days ago.
But first I need to talk to the kids.
Rule them out as suspects.
I know my mom meant a lot to you,
to all of us.
I don't know what I'm gonna do without her.
She dreamed of making this community
a safer place, for my sister and me.
For all of us.
Mom's memorial is the most views I've had,
since the pandemic started.
- You're live-streaming this? - From the restaurant account.
People wanna connect.
I'm Detective Donovan McAvoy, Homicide.
Homicide?
Michael, uh...
Your mother's autopsy showed
blunt force trauma to her head,
so we think she may have been attacked.
By who?
Who did this to my mother?
Look, I want whoever did this...
Michael, I just...
The Coroner just told me my mother was murdered.
Isn't that right?
Anti-Asian hate crimes need to stop.
Do you, or don't you, agree?
Please, Dr. Cooper,
we need our allies with us,
- not behind us. - Yes, Michael, I agree.
I agree.
Hate crimes have to stop,
not just here in the city, but in the country.
We need to protect our elderly.
We need justice!
This is an open investigation.
You just publicly declared it a hate crime.
- Donovan, I... - Okay. If I wanted to work
with someone undermining my authority,
I'd call Malik!
What is going on?
- Why are you acting like this? - If I want someone to...
psychoanalyze me, I would've stayed with Kirima.
You and Kirima broke up?
Look, you-you just decreased
the odds of us finding an unbiased witness,
All right, you just made my job harder.
Donovan, okay, look,
if you don't wanna talk about Kirima right now,
that's fine, but I am on your team.
Then don't declare things on social media
- without evidence. - I...
Didn't!
There's never a dull day here.
Don't worry, foot, we're gonna find the rest of you.
The bite marks from a raccoon obscure it, but,
it's a clean cut.
This foot is not disarticulated.
Non-serrated blade,
smooth like the edge of a shovel, or a carving knife.
All right.
What's that?
A foot.
No...
That! Ugh!
There's something green under the toenail.
Uh, River,
do you wanna do the honours?
Toe fungus?
Actually...
Haematococcus Pluvialis motile,
a.k.a. Algae.
Was there water,
near the industrial park where we found that foot?
Carlaw Spit,
juts into Lake Ontario.
And has many wetland ponds.
We're going fishing.
Can you keep your voices down?
Helen took some CBD oil
and she's finally asleep in Mom's bed.
All right, we need to retrace
your mother's steps from three days ago.
Can you remember what she did?
Worked at the restaurant all day.
Closed up at 11:00 p.m..
Okay, what happens after you close?
Thursday night, Mom does the bank deposit,
garbage, resets the rat traps.
I mop up and do final cleaning.
And garbage bins are?
Out in the back alley.
She'll take the pathway then to the bank.
Okay, she never mentioned
anything out of the ordinary happening?
She didn't, but,
that isn't strange for her. She was proud.
Did you talk to her at all that night?
I was stocking the fridges when she came home.
Bedroom door was closed when I came upstairs.
And did she act unusual at all the next day?
She would've had a concussion
and she wouldn't have known that the subdural hematoma
- may kill her. - She did seem worn out.
I thought she just needed a break.
I mean, does it make sense
that she would hide the assault from you?
She knew that I would lose it.
Did you ever lose it with your mom?
You're trying to find my mother's killer.
That's why you're asking that question.
No.
We were close.
I wanted to carry on her legacy with Dumpling House
after everything she did for me and my sister.
Do you have any cameras set up in back?
No.
Mom was too frugal for things like that.
Helen, go back to bed.
Come on.
I'm worried about you.
I'll have Forensics work up
the restaurant and the apartment
and I'll canvas the neighbourhood for cameras.
Okay, and if you could ask them
to look for anything that's cylindrical,
that could have been used as a weapon.
He told her.
Hey...
Hey, Malik,
Hey, Jenny, we need you here, ASAP.
Eli needs your help.
Uh yeah, I was just gonna head back to the office,
but I can reroute.
- Oh! - Yeah!
We've hit the motherload, Detective!
Get off the phone!
Eli just pulled out a bag of hand.
Um...
Oh, uh...
Yeah, I'll be right there.
Son of a...
Come on, Eva!
Good for you!
Jenny,
Eva Chan fought back. Hard.
And, thanks to your livestream,
everyone wanted to talk to me.
Just forwarded you a neighbour's security cam video.
Yeah, it looks like he's waiting for her.
Exactly.
Which means it wasn't random.
Well, now we need to figure out
who would have motive
to hurt Eva Chan.
That's what I'm gonna find out.
Cooper!
Caught your livestream,
as did all 131 staff
who work at the Coroner's office.
Ooh, the paperwork on that is gonna be a novel!
One already-filled-out impact form.
Ah, little muddy.
Pro tip:
next time you livestream,
stand 45 degrees to the camera.
- It's more flattering. - Thank you.
All right, now we get to figure out
if all these pieces belong to one body.
- Freeze, leech! - What?
Oh, my God, get it off! Get it off! Get it off!
Well, don't let the pee-ons see you panic.
I'm not, just get it off, please. Oh, my God,
- oh, my God, oh, my God. - Just, okay.
- Get it off. - Okay, okay.
Get it off me. It's not funny Eli, get it off.
No, no, no, don't yank it.
Those toxins will release into your bloodstream, okay.
- Get it off. - No, I got it, I got it.
Here you go.
- Get it off, get it off, hm. - So, listen, hey, fun fact.
There's nothing fun about this.
- Get it off my arm right now. - Listen, it's mouth
is the thinner, smaller side of its body.
I would've thought it would be the opp...
- Ah! - Okay! Oh, oh, okay.
- Okay. We're good, - Ooh!
we're good.
Ooh, look that classic Y-shaped bite.
Ow.
Looks like you're gonna have to do some paperwork.
You got personally involved.
Hmm.
Hey.
_
What're you doing, Alphonse?
Oh, you know, I'm just down here um...
Look, I think I have a stalker.
- I'm sorry, what's going on? - Shh-shh-shh!
My latest hookup just showed up.
I-I don't know how he found out where I work,
nor do I know why I keep
falling for young, and clingy gays.
I mean, he's cute, yes, but...
Okay, I don't-I don't see any stalker,
Alphonse. I just...
Oh, hey, Ross!
- Hey, Mom! - Hi!
What're you doin'?
Well, I finally got a FoodScouts order,
but they cancelled the Shirazi Salad,
so I thought maybe you were hungry.
Oh, sorry, Honey.
- I'm... - Also, Grandpa doesn't like the PSW.
Okay, well, I think he just needs a little more time...
to acclimate.
Ooh.
Ooooo... kay.
You guys know each other?
- No, no! - No!
Hi, I'm Ross.
Alphonse, your mother's assistant.
Mm. Mm.
Right, right, right, okay.
I'm gonna just, I'm gonna go,
and get a coffee.
Ross, you can leave my salad on... in... just.
- Bye, JC. - See ya later!
- She's your boss! - You're her son?
Okay, last night...
Never again.
Oh, God.
Just I told you never,
never to come back around here,
you thief.
After you bankrupted my business.
Mr. Cooper, I'm Rizal.
- Your PSW! - You're gonna pay back
every red cent!
Yes, you are, and if you don't pay me back,
I'm gonna throw you down
a decommissioned mineshaft,
- which I know where one is. - Oh, Gordie!
I'm gonna throw you down there.
- Do you understand me? - Gordie! Gordie, whoa.
- What? - Whoa. Gord, Gord,
do you know who this is?
Don't-don't-don't, no, don't.
You're not gonna take his side again here, are you, Pegs?
'Course I know who this is.
This is Doug Frost,
the swindler who took all my money.
Honey, you wanna grab a beer?
- Come, let's make a pizza. - Oh, pizza.
Yeah, come on, 'cause I got all your favourite...
- No pizza for Doug the Slug. - That's right.
- None.
Because he's leaving, right now.
He's not leaving, he's sittin' right there.
- He's going. Help me unpack. - Don't you leave!
Look, look what I got for you,
all your favourites.
They're all here. You unpack for me.
- Okay? - Okay.
Oh, for God's sake.
- I thought it was a game. - Oh.
Love it.
It's just, I think you trigger him.
You look exactly like an old business partner of his
that stole from him 30 years ago.
That would've been good to know!
Yeah, well, I tried.
Listen, I-I think that you
- should probably not come back, - GORDON: Shh-shh-shh,
- okay? - I'm thinking, I'm thinking.
I mean, it's nothing against you, it's just...
- Okay, got it. - You should be safe at work.
- Ooh, onions. - Thanks for everything.
God, what was I saying? What was I saying?
Hold on, hold it! Hold it!
Well, good night, Rizal.
I'll see ya tomorrow, eh?
Take it easy, Bud.
Yeah.
He was starting to grow on me.
I should be the one looking after you.
Well, but Baby, you are, aren't ya?
- Mm. - No?
Let's go!
Head... to toe.
Okay...
and the foot is a match, as I predicted.
Isn't a prediction just a guess
based on bias, and not evidence?
- Shh. - I heard that.
Well, many pieces, one victim.
A sad body mosaic.
Oh, what are these marks?
They look like they're from a foreign object.
Not the weapon used to dismember him.
These cuts are clean.
Dr. Garcia?
It's the same over here.
A smooth, sharp blade made all of these cuts.
Well, the fingertips are fish-nibbled,
but the skin is intact,
so I'd put body disposal within the past 24 hours.
Within the past 24 hours?
The base of the skull's fractured.
That's fatal.
What kind of mammal got to the face before we did?
- An otter? - We need another way to ID him.
Mandible's intact.
I'll take post-mortem dental X-rays
and compare them to ante-mortem dental records.
Thank you, River.
Randy Groat, the GOAT?
Someone's been defacing my signs,
drawing moustaches on 'em, and worse.
That's a crime.
You know, a lot of people in the neighbourhood
have been complaining about your
overly-aggressive sales tactics.
- Dynamic. - I believed the words used
- were bullying. - Motivating.
- Harassment. - Persistence!
That's why I'm the GOAT,
Greatest of All-Time Real Estate King.
You're trying to push out the original owners
of Chinatown businesses.
No.
Were you trying to buy the Chan's restaurant?
They weren't exactly booming with business, all right?
Nobody understood they'd make more money
selling the property.
Could never convince that old lady.
Shame!
- She could've retired wealthy. - But instead she's dead!
Yeah, I heard that. I'm sorry.
Maybe now, the kids will see reason.
Can I see your right forearm?
Why?
Well, we could always go to the station
and take a look there.
Put in a good word for me with the Chan kids?
Pick up your posterboards,
or I'll charge you with littering.
- Hey, Jenny. - Hey.
Look what I found in the alley
where Eva Chan was attacked.
Ah!
Here you are again in the suite, Detective McAvoy,
despite the multiple requests.
Is that what she hit her assailant with?
Yeah.
Almost looks like dried blood on these nails,
so hopefully we'll be able to pull some DNA.
Is that?
Unknown victim.
Chances are,
the rest of the body washed away or disintegrated.
What're you doin'?
Hold this for a second.
No, no, no. Nope. Oh, come on.
Don't contaminate the...
Je...
The dismembered man is
the one who assaulted Eva Chan.
Yeah.
Hey, look, I know,
I know there's a lot going on, for you right now, and I,
I don't really, I don't wanna pry, but,
you know, if anybody understands the difficulties between
balancing work and life, it's me.
Uh, Dr. Sharma,
he really is the best.
Look, somebody knew,
our John Doe assaulted Eva Chan.
I mean, this was revenge.
JC!
River got an ID on the dental records.
Jason Pence from Lucky Barbecue Blitz.
That's the restaurant next to the Chan's.
Yeah, I'll go check it out.
Okay, I'm gonna keep trying to piece this guy together.
Merci, Alphonse?
So, de rien, Jenny.
No problem, Detective, I got your back, too!
You're doin' a bang-up job.
Hey, Alphonse?
Oh, hey! You're still here.
Yeah, I was just waiting for Mom... to leave.
Which she did, without trying my Shirazi salad.
Oh, hey...
I'm famished.
I'll try it.
- Really? - Yeah, okay.
Um, be honest, but,
maybe not like, too honest.
I've been sort of fiddling around with some of my Dad's recipes,
trying to stay connected to my roots,
while putting my own flair in there.
You know, so...
Oh... it's-it's that bad.
Um, is there...
- Sesame? - Yeah!
Yeah, that's the dressing.
Wow, that's, mm-hmm.
That's clever.
Allergic.
Okay, um...
Don't move.
Okay. EpiPen.
- What? - Drawer.
EpiPen. EpiPen.
You didn't tell me that you were allergic.
Who puts sesame
in a Shirazi salad?
Ugh!
Your competence...
Is hot.
Yeah, I guess...
I guess all those years of CPR training finally paid off.
Sorry for hiding from you.
Sorry for poisoning you.
911, what's your emergency?
Hi there.
Hey, uh slider?
We're trying a new brand of vegan meat.
No thanks.
I'm Detective Donovan McAvoy,
I'm here about your brother, Jason.
Ah, did you find him drunk in an alley?
Didn't show up for work and we're slammed.
I'm sorry.
We found Jason's body. He was killed.
Wait, he was what?
How?
Doing what?
Were you trying to push the Chan's out of their restaurant?
You guys are busy. You could use the room.
No!
I mean-I mean we did offer, but,
Mrs. Chan didn't wanna sell.
Well, maybe you thought you could
frighten. Mrs. Chan into leaving.
Took advantage of the rise in anti-Asian violence,
attacked her?
Jason said that
he ran into her the other night,
and he said she might sell now.
He did more than run into her.
Yeah, I told him it was a stupid plan.
Was it Michael who killed my brother?
Wait here.
Hey, how ya doin', Michael?
Detective.
Where were you last night?
I was here.
Can I see your hands?
Let's talk at the station.
You're not under arrest.
Wait, you think I killed my own mother?
What kind of monster do you think I am?
That's not what this is about.
Someone killed Jason Pence from next door.
Of course you take immediate action
after a white guy gets killed.
That's not what's happening here.
What about my mother?
Let's talk at the station.
Sort it all out.
After you found out your mother was assaulted...
Murdered.
You're pretty good with a cleaver, aren't you?
From all these years working in your mother's restaurant.
Yeah, so?
You chopped up Jason's body so it would be easier to move.
Turned him into bags of meat.
The justice you said you wanted
when you were live-streaming.
That's not justice.
That's disgusting.
Now, you're a smart guy, you cleaned the cleaver.
No, it was already clean.
What does that mean, Michael?
Thanks for coming.
I didn't know who else to call.
I need you to help me get him out of there.
I'm not sure how much I can do.
He-he didn't do anything. My brother is innocent.
Helen?
This mark on your arm,
where did you get it?
I don't know, I must've scratched myself.
No, this is a leech bite.
What are you talking about?
You were in the water.
You helped Michael.
He didn't do anything.
Then who did?
I didn't mean it to happen.
Helen, what's going on?
Mom made me promise
not to tell you about the attack.
She didn't want you to snap.
I'm sorry, Mikey.
Jason texted me yesterday.
Said he wanted to talk.
But was pressuring us to sell the restaurant
now that Mom is dead.
He said we were bringing down the value of their business.
He called me disgusting racial slurs.
I saw the fresh scars
and I knew that he was the one who attacked Mom.
Did he admit it?
I just couldn't take it anymore.
- Ugh! - Agh!
I just snapped.
In that moment,
I became just like him.
A monster.
Anti-Asian racism is killing us.
Our souls.
I had to make him into smaller pieces to carry.
When?
Last night.
All night.
I got home before you woke up.
Oh, Helen!
You had no choice. You had to fight back.
Uh, Helen...
You never should've been put in that position.
But I'm gonna need you to come with me
and give a full statement.
She'll go to trial and they'll argue self defence.
Maybe her lawyer can help get her some counselling.
Yeah.
Yeah, let's hope so.
Case closed, I guess.
Yeah.
Solved, not closed.
Get up!
What?
Hit me.
I'm not gonna hit ya, Mac.
You felt powerless.
Take your power back.
It's not gonna help.
But badmouthing me to Sergeant Waylen will?
You were supposed to have my back, Mac.
And you were supposed to have mine.
You held a gun to your own forehead.
That affects me, too, man!
Know what?
Maybe this partnership
has run its course.
Hey...
I got your message. Is everything okay?
Everything is fine.
- I handled it. - Oh, God.
I've gotta call Rizal.
- I've gotta call the agency. - Jenny...
I handled it.
He just, he thought that he was...
getting the last word in an old betrayal.
Hey, Dad?
Hi.
- Hi. - You okay?
No, I lost my temper.
- Oh, that's okay. - I'm really scared.
Of who? Of Rizal?
No! No, no, no, of me.
I mean, one minute I-I'm okay, I'm fine,
and then, the next minute I'm seeing things
that you would not believe.
- Okay. - And then I become paranoid
- for no rhyme or reason. - It's okay, we'll just,
up your dosage of galantamine.
I don't wanna become a monster.
Hey, Dad?
You're not a monster, okay?
Okay.
It's just...
Just...
You might need a little more support.
Hey.
Okay,
just line that up there.
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