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It wasn't until the neighbors called in about the smell
that they found the body.
The torso was half chewed up by the cats.
Right.
That's why it's always important that you check in.
It sounds like it's important to have a dog and not a cat.
Yes, Dad. I promise, I will check in with you every single day.
- Would that make you happy? - Yes.
Okay.
- I'm very proud of you. - Thank you.
Your mom would be proud of you too.
So cute. Oh, my God.
- Put the weapon down, Becks. - Okay.
- You guys take care of each other, okay? - Always.
You know, I got her. Nothing's gonna happen.
You realize nobody of your generation is gonna be able to run for office.
- We don't want to. - I might.
You know, I got a great face, loveable character...
- That's not happening. - It's such a loveable character.
- Bye, Dad. - Bye.
Bye, Daddy.
The fact that you talk about, like, procreating with my dad is...
I just want to be in your family tree. I just want to be your stepmom.
It'd be kind of sick.
You'd have to be like...
Why did I tell her the cat story?
What the hell?
Oh, my God!
Holy shit! Nina!
What are you doing here?
I haven't seen you in 15 years.
- You look great. - Thanks.
You too.
You better...
It was good seeing you, Cole.
You too.
- Someone's got a new man. - He kind of looks like...
Here's my badge. You want to see the gun too?
Sorry, Officer. My bad.
- Yeah? - We found the lab. Do we wait?
No, we don't wait. We go tonight.
All right. Meet us at the warehouse.
Backup is on the way.
If we wait, he's gone.
Let's go get this guy.
- Oh, shit. Don't shoot. - Freeze.
Please, I've got kids. Please, please.
Where's Hernandez?
In the other room. Please let me go. I got nothing to do with this shit.
- Get the fuck out here. - Please.
Vincent Hernandez, you're under arrest!
Freeze, do not move!
- Put that thing down! - Freeze, goddamn it!
- They're running! - Fuck you, pigs!
Put the fucking knife...
Put it down! I said, stop!
You're gonna shoot me?
Get against the fucking pole!
Get against the fucking pole.
- Stay right against this fucking pole. - I ain't telling you shit!
A little bad cop.
Hey, hey, hey, stop!
Against the table. You're under arrest.
- Hands behind your back. - Babe!
- Babe! - Stop it right now.
Shut the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up. You got him?
Let me go or I slit this fucker's throat!
- No, no, no. - No, no, no, no!
Let me go!
I'm gonna fucking kill him!
- Drop the knife and let him go! - Let me go now!
- Drop the knife! - Let me go!
- That's not happening. - Let me go! Let me go!
Put the knife down! Drop that knife and let him go!
I'm gonna slit his throat!
No!
Fuck!
Oh, shit!
Fuck!
Holy shit!
You reap what you sow, boy.
Shut the fuck up!
You reap what you sow!
Shut the fuck up!
Suspension. Pending an IA investigation.
Hey, you wanna grab a drink?
Yeah, alone.
Are we the only ones here who literally know no one?
I'm no one. Okay, that's fine. I see how it is.
- I wasn't talking about you, B. - Childhood best friend.
I know, and that's the beauty of it.
I can let the whole slept-with-a-teacher...
couple-teachers thing go,
and you can let the whole detective's daughter,
strait-laced virgin...
- All right, I get it. - Okay, okay.
Hey, we should do that.
Instant social life, instant friends.
- Instant liver damage? - Yes, but Phi Lambda is the dream.
I mean, look at them. It'd be like if Victoria's Secret was a sorority.
Aren't sororities kind of pretentious?
Fuck, yes, you have to pay to get in.
But you'll get us in, because you can be the virgin that they sacrifice
and I can be your slutty plus-one.
I think I'm good.
Wait, wait.
Carter West totally just checked you out.
No, see what I mean? We're so joining.
I'm not taking no for an answer. We're doing it.
How can humans do horrible things?
Like commit genocide or torture... one another.
Does free will exist?
Or are we simply driven by our environment, our biology,
our non-conscious influences?
What is consciousness?
Or the notion of self?
Phi Lambda is having pledges over for Rush Week on Friday.
- Oh, Becks... - No, we're going.
- Okay, we can just see what it's like. - Okay.
Father of psychoanalysis, Sigmund Freud.
Born 1856 in Austria...
and he came up with a theory...
Just so you know...
Carter West likes Phi Lambda girls.
Anyone know what that is?
What's your name?
We all do things, also...
that we know we shouldn't be doing.
Why do we do it?
That bad, huh?
It's... Yeah.
Yeah. Sororities aren't for everyone.
Though some of these girls take it way too seriously.
Yeah, most of those girls need to get their heads examined.
Easy now, my sister went there.
It's the only reason I got this sweet job.
Your sister has to get you jobs?
No... It's not that bad, though.
I mean, I'm a valet at a party that almost everybody walked to.
And it beats moving kids into the dorms, so...
So, you gonna pledge?
I don't know. I like a lot of the girls, but tonight's been a lot.
Oh, my God, there you are. Okay, I did it. I'm amazing, I got us in.
- To what? - Zeta opening rush.
Basically, one giant rager along the entire Row.
Best day of your life. We're going.
- I'm sorry, we got to go. - Bye.
I hooked up with the hottest guy. It's the treasure, like it's...
I'm not gonna go to a pool party by myself.
Names.
Hi. Becks Power and Riley Cole.
AJ put us on the list for this...
You got to be kidding me.
It looked lame anyway.
Yeah, that's fine. Whatever. Let's just go.
Just you two.
Oh, my gosh, Becks. This is insane.
This is insane!
AJ, how are you?
- This is Riley. - Hi.
- Don't be shy. - One for you.
- You want a drink? - Thank you. Yes, of course.
Follow me.
- How you doing? - I'm always good.
- Vodka? Tequila? - Vodka.
Vodka. Chaser? Yes, no?
- Cranberry? - Pineapple.
- Pineapple? - Yes.
Why pineapple?
You should look it up.
Let's check.
- Pineapple juice? - Yes!
You are such a sick shit!
I'm a sick little slut.
What is up, brother man?
How's it going?
- You want a shot? - Yeah, hit me up.
No, no, no! These are not gonna work.
- Perfect. Thank you so much. - There you go.
And this is for you.
- How's that? - Perfect.
- Good? - Thanks, thanks.
Brains and beauty should always be rewarded. It's rare.
And freshmen getting asked to come to upper-class Psych
doesn't go unnoticed.
Nor does...
Well, you know, how you look.
- Okay, we need a stronger drink. - Yeah, yeah.
All right. To the Row.
- To... - Getting fucked up at college!
Go get in the pool!
Let's do this!
- You got in? - My friend Becks got us in.
- You're Riley Cole, right? - Yeah.
I'm Celeste Aster, Chapter President.
This is Ana. She's kind of my right hand.
- Hi. - What's up?
This is Phi Lambda!
It's kind of our job to know that your mom was part of Phi Lambda.
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