Impuratus

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Um...

Clay.

- - Clay.

Everything okay? It's early.

Everything's fine.

Um, I'm sorry. I was--

Tried to be quiet.

I smelled coffee.

Come here. Come here.

Oh, that light.

Yeah. Let me get that.

- -Better?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Oh, you working already?

Yeah. Early start today.

An early start means an early finish, right?

-That's the idea. -Oh, good.

You've been so busy.

You worked right through Christmas.

I'm sorry, honey. I'm--

I know. Uh, I'm sorry, honey. Just bear with me, okay?

Don't worry about us.

-You have something new? -Carl took a call

from the father of a woman that was killed in September.

So, I don't know. It could be something.

Oh, could be something is good, right?

-I haven't hit a home run yet. - Well...

You're a swell police detective, Clay.

You've solved everything that is solvable.

Just have faith in the rest, huh?

Why is Charlie's photo like that?

Oh, I-- I-- I put him down when I-- when I work in here.

I don't want him to see these things.

What is it?

Take your pick.

I mean, there's a lot to choose from these days.

It's bad. Tell me.

Was it Charlie's accident?

The Spinozi case...

and his birthday,

Charlie's accident all on the same day, years apart.

I just need to get through today, that's all.

I just, um, I don't--

I don't understand the world anymore, Alice.

And, um, my problem is I don't care.

I only meet these people after they're dead.

Whatever it is I can or can't do,

doesn't matter to them anymore.

I just can't keep this near me anymore.

Well, maybe you don't need to understand it.

Maybe you just fight it.

For what's in your heart, you fight it

and you do it for those who can't.

In the back of my head,

I, um, I find myself waiting for, um,

a genuine act of kindness

from anyone

to put the same amount of effort...

into helping someone

that it takes to slaughter someone.

Alice, I need to rediscover my faith in people

or discover a new job.

It's-- it's just eating me up. It's eating me alive.

Well, why don't you spend the day with us?

Ana would love to have her daddy on her birthday.

I mean, they're calling for snow.

We'll make snow angels.

I'll make hot cocoa, brandy for us.

Does that sound good?

Well, that sounds better than good. It sounds amazing.

So Carl can wait till tomorrow.

I can't wait for you to see what I got her.

Well, no more bunnies, huh?

We're heartbroken since Mr. Pete.

No more bunnies.

But, um, I have to go into work to pick it up.

You should stay home, Clay.

I promise I wanted to take your advice, Alice.

Soon.

"With all I've gotten wrong in my life,

I must've done something right to have you in it.

You'll always be my everything."

"Happy birthday, sweet pea.

Love, Dad."

I need to get my badge.

-It's upstairs. -Okay.

-Okay? -You'll always have us.

Just find your way home.

I will.

Like , mister. Quit.

Let it go.

Go.

Shit.

[television playing in background]

Excuse me.

-Hi. -Can I help you?

I'm Detective Clayton Douglas

with the Allentown Police Department.

I was on a call with a Doctor...

Uh, Dr. Heisi-- Heisinger.

Dr. Heysinger, right?

Heysinger. Heysinger, yes. Correct.

And, um, well, the-- the line went dead on the call,

so I thought I'd, um, drop by, um, on my way home.

-Sign in, please. -Sure.

Yes, a Detective Douglas from Allentown.

Yes. Right away.

Straight down the hall, stairs on the right,

room 215 towards the back.

-215? -Towards the end.

Thanks.

-Detective? -Yeah.

Firearms are not allowed in the building.

You're going to have to check that in here.

-Um-- -State law does not allow

armed officers in psychiatric hospitals.

Except under extreme circumstances, of course.

Mm-hmm.

Would you care to see our state code?

-Sure. -Maybe refresh your memory.

I'm assuming that is secure, correct?

Oh, impervious.

Impervious.

- He is waiting. -Oh.

Stairs on the right, room 215.

Got it. Got it. Sorry. Thanks.

Oh, what a bitch.

Come in.

-Dr. Heysinger? -Yes.

Come in, please.

Detective Douglas.

Allentown Police Department.

We spoke-- We spoke earlier today.

Pleasure, Detective.

I was hoping you'd stop by.

-Mm-hmm. -Thank you for coming.

You must be a mind reader.

I wish I was.

I thought they took a wrecking ball to this place

a decade ago.

-Hmm? -Hmm.

Almost did.

Now, neglect is her wrecking ball.

This hospital has always been plagued by looming doom,

underfunded and forgotten.

Socialites send us their unwanted,

not their donations.

Fortunately, I know certain politicians.

We are able to keep the lights on

as long as we accept the special cases.

Too soon for an end of day drink, Detective?

Drink?

Those will be some hot politicians

you have in your pocket.

Uh, Governor Pinchot is, uh...

biggest wet blanket on booze.

Hmm. Special case here.

Um, to be frank, Doctor, I stopped by...

on my way home.

Um, you sounded somewhat distracted,

um, agitated and, um, I don't know.

Something told me to--

Something told me I should stop.

You're good at following hunches?

Excellent at following hunches.

Lousy batting average after that.

Not to, uh, rush with the pleasantries,

but there's an ice storm bearing down on us

and I wanna get on the road to outrun it if you catch me.

Ah.

We have a patient here named Daniel Glassman.

Does that name stir up anything?

-Daniel Glassman? -Mm-hmm.

Um, I don't think so. Who is he?

Where do I start?