Losing Addison

- You told us that you fought in your mother's kitchen

with your brother.

Is that correct?

Yes.

- And you would have us believe that this brother

also murdered your mother just several minutes earlier?

You're weak!

Yes.

- And you tried to save her life?

Uh.

Yes.

- That's a very noble thing to do, Mr. McCubbin,

but tell me, how is it possible that Ms. Sanchez,

Mr. Kirkpatrick, neither of them saw any sign

of your brother when they responded to the call

at your mother's house?

I don't know.

- This is Dr. Alfred Hunter.

Subject is Lester A. McCubbin, male.

Age of 29.

Date is February 2, 2018.

Oregon State Hospital.

When we met this morning,

you mentioned someone named Addison.

Why don't you tell me about him, Lester?

Les.

I'm sorry?

Les.

I've always been Les.

Of course, Les.

Tell me about your earliest memories with-

- I've never been without him.

We were born six minutes apart.

- Are you identical or fraternal twins?

Fraternal.

He looks like Mom.

What was Mom like?

She loved Addison.

He was always her favorite.

- Was your father around?

Mom!

Addie, share, please.

Oh!

- Dad didn't like either of us much.

Les! Get in the house.

- Did your father physically abuse you?

- I mean, unless you count spanking.

- How many times have I told you?

Don't encourage him.

It's a harmless game, John.

Addison's- - Don't.

I don't want to hear that name.

When are you gonna get that through your head?

Did he spank Addison?

The boy's not right.

Oh, no.

He mostly ignored him.

Besides, Dad could never catch him.

Okay.

And why do you think your father ignored

Addison and not you?

I don't know.

Maybe he was jealous.

Jealous?

Of whom?

Of Addie.

You got me, Les.

- Gotta catch me first, nerd!

- What the hell is wrong with you?

How many times have I told you?

Sorry.

Don't run in the house.

Sorry.

If you do that again...

Go to your room. Right now!

- You said your mother loved Addison.

How did she treat you?

- She, she was patient, I guess.

Uh, kind.

But I could tell I was in the way.

- Just give your father some time

to unwind from work.

I'll bring your dinner after he's eaten, okay?

- Did you resent Addison for this?

No.

Never.

How could I?

We're, we're soulmates.

We were inseparable.

Ah, dude!

Come on!

Last one to the end doesn't get any dinner!

You're dead, Addie!

Dog.

It's a dog.

I see man climbing a hill.

- Yeah, there's a guy behind him, too.

It's his brother.

I see a cloud that looks like a waffle.

That does look like a waffle.

- You see it too, yeah. - Yeah, I see it.

It's a waffle cloud.

Yeah, it's weird.

I've never seen a waffle cloud.

Yeah.

- What was school like for you?

Normal.

Got good grades.

He was way more popular, though.

- What about after high school?

Did you go to college together?

- When we turned 18, we pretty much left right away.

Portland State.

Stuck together.

You're a sucker, Les.

Seriously, you think you're gonna settle down,

produce 2.3 children and live happily ever after?

It could happen.

- You'll run screaming at the first dirty diaper.

Shut up, Addie.

- Hey, let me tell you about this guy

in my Chinese class, Rick.

We showed up at the same job interview today

and we got to talking, and I think he likes me.

- You think every guy likes you, Addie,

and then you meet his wife or his girlfriend.

Screw you.

You're hardly the one to be giving relationship advice.

- Last time you messed around with some guy,

I'm the one who ended up with his wife

crying on my shoulder.

See, we make a good team.

We compliment each other.

- That was after she tried to beat me up.

I'm not doing whatever this is turning into.

Uh!

- Rick wants to go clubbing this weekend.

He invited us both to come along.

I don't even know the guy.

- Yeah, so I told him you were cool and he invited us both.

Ugh, you're so annoying.

So, you in?

No, I'm not in.

Christie has her peace corps-

- I already told him we'd both go.

Tell him I can't.

Oh, come on, Les.

I need you there for moral support

in case it doesn't go well.

Christie needs moral support.

- Christie needs to learn to commit.

Stick the landing, sister.

Come on, Les.

It'll be fun.

It won't!

- Cheers. - Cheers.

It'll be really gay.

I might go for a walk.

Hey there.

Hi.

What can I get ya?

Whiskey, I think.

Oh!

Another one?

Tough day?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Why don't you let me take care of you?

I'm Lisa.

Hi.

What are you doing?

Where's Rick?

- Back there writing a new phone book.

Shouldn't you be with him?

Moral support.

What you doing?

- Ruining everything, apparently.

Did you get him pregnant?

Well, I tried.

He left.

If he left,

how are we getting home?

Breakfast.

Whoa, tell me about it.

At least we had fun.

I saw you flirting with that bartender.

- She was doing her job, so I did mine.

You're in love.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm looking for it.

Just can't find my pockets.

Oops. There it is.

I can't read that.

Okay. Oops.

I have to pee, brother.

Whoa.

Hey, honey.

You look like you could use a hand.

What's your name?

Hey, I'm Addison.