Nine

Mommy!

What's wrong?

He's back.

Who?

Who's back?

Come on, babe.

There's nobody here.

Don't be afraid, okay?

Nothing will happen to you.

Now please go back to bed, okay?

Let me sing you a song.

Hey, Mom?

Screams

Put me down! Put me down!

(steel clangs)

105, 160, 10-25.

510-20.

10-21, 10-28.

Just a baby.

Yeah, only four.

Get the fuck outta my way. Fuck outta my way.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, that's my baby girl.

The little girl's father.

Can't imagine what he must be going through right now.

Yeah.

No one can.

I heard his statement is that he was coming down

to the garage with his daughter.

A car bolts out of the parking spot, hits the little girl,

hops out the car, runs, another car comes, and shoots her.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

The bandana he's wearing and his tattoos

indicated gang violence.

Nah, he wasn't running away when he was shot.

He was facing his killer.

He wasn't shot by any gang members either.

Judging by the size of this wound,

he was shot point-blank range.

So what are you suggesting?

Well.

If you had the opportunity to get away with murder,

and avenge your child's killer, would you?

Yeah, let's get the father down to the station.

Calm him down.

Let's see if he wanna change his statement.

I'm gonna kill whoever - On it.

Fuckin' did this, yo.

No, no, no, no, no.

- Uh, detective. - Yeah?

Are you coming tonight?

Oh, yeah.

Clarkson's retirement party, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's, yeah I'm sorry, I won't be able to make it.

It's my daughter's birthday.

Oh, I never knew how the daughter.

Yeah.

I'm a girl dad.

Well then, wish her happy birthday for me.

Will do.

Dating all the way back

to a time when Africa ruled the world.

Everyone should have an idea of an ultimate reality,

and everyone should have an idea

of how we all fit into that ultimate reality.

Correct?

(student yawns)

Oh, come on.

I know I'm just a guest lecturer here,

but Professor Linden has told me

just how much you all love religious theory.

Well, Professor Linden lied to you.

Well I'm here

- for the rest of the month. - Come on, man.

I certainly hope I can

change your mind about that, Jason.

I'd like for you all to take a quick survey, hm?

There, there, settle down.

This is so I can determine your particular worldviews, hm?

Well Aloni, thank you for gracing us

with your presence this morning.

Mm. It's always a pleasure, Professor Russel.

Did I miss anything important?

Please.

Please take a seat, and complete your survey.

Are you sure that's all you need for me to do?

Please don't touch.

Okay.

Thank you.

Questions one to twenty will fall under general knowledge.

You know Jason saw all of that, right?

Good.

Serves him right.

I will be expecting fully-filled surveys.

I highly suggest that you get to it.

- Hey. - Hey.

You coming?

We're gonna go get some lunch. Do you wanna come?

- Mm. - Come on.

Yeah, no, I'm good.

I just wanna make sure Jason is gone first, that's all.

Anyway, make sure you call me.

- Yeah, I will. - Make

sure you hand in your surveys.

Here you go.

This is unacceptable.

Come on, you can't pretend with me, professor.

You know, I always.

Always get what I want.

Oh my...

Ow! Get off of me, Jason.

What were you doing flirting with him?

What do you care who I flirt with? Huh?

You weren't saying that when I caught you cheating on me,

and lying.

Aloni, I already apologize for lying to you,

but I did not cheat on you.

I am not stupid. I found panties in your bed.

That was a mistake, right?

Aloni, can we talk about this tonight?

No, okay. I have a date.

Omar.

What?

Oh, who is lying?

Huh?

Come here.

Come on, baby.

Please.

You know I miss you. Hm?

You don't miss big daddy?

- Speak to me. - Yeah.

I guess we can maybe,