Previously on Boston Legal.
It's time to start dating again.
- Shirley's told me so much about you. - Giggity-giggity.
I met someone else, and the night took a whole other twist.
- I have been arrested. - What for?
- Impersonating a police officer. - I'm such a loser.
I want you to find out if my daughter is using drugs again.
- What time do you get off work? - I get off at 7:00.
I would appreciate your protecting my relationship with her if you can.
What about my relationship?
- Night terrors? - I haven't had them in years.
- I'm afraid of clowns. - Something screwy going on up there.
And over 40% of the groundwater in the United States- 40%-
is contaminated by industrial, agricultural, household pollution.
Over the last five years, hundreds of thousands of blood tests...
given to Massachusetts children...
have shown elevated levels oflead in their blood.
Yet what is our biggest fear? The dirty bomb, not the dirty water-
Objection. Mr. Shore is introducing evidence that was never presented at trial.
Nonsense, Your Honor. I refer you to Plaintiff's Exhibit Number Apple.
- I beg your pardon? - Apple trash can is picked from God.
- Huh? - Mr. Shore-
Not that you're 60, but classic electrons are free.
Objection, uh, I think.
Mr. Shore, you have a notorious history of courtroom theatrics.
If your aim is to force a mistrial, you will be disappointed.
Pillow pants join forces over embargo pylons.
You aren't sailing past honor for the liking of a room.
These questions are birthday basements.
To end the blue radish is the upside of luxury...
and sparking a good lizard can only make tears fall in hindsight.
Puddles do not ask for why not.
It is cheese, breath and wind.
It is cheese.
What?
Word salad.
It's the phenomenon of confused language...
seen most often in patients with schizophrenia or another underlying psychosis.
Now, similar symptoms may also result from head trauma or an invasive tumor.
- And I have- - None of those.
According to the M. R. I., your brain looks normal.
I wouldn't know if it didn't.
Also, you don't display any symptoms of psychosis or schizophrenia.
Well, we hardly know each other.
The truth of it is, the brain is very much a mystery.
It's theoretically possible that these symptoms might be brought on by acute anxiety.
How are things at home?
I live alone in a hotel.
I see.
Word salad?
It's talking in unintelligible gibberish, brought on by anxiety.
Gave me some pills.
Ooh. Let me see.
Blue. I like blue. Something to wash it down with?
I don't know. I rather value my melancholy.
Used to be a personality trait one was allowed to have...
like Abraham Lincoln or Lord Byron.
Now one is required to grin and say things like "great. "
You don't need pills. You need to stop helping people.
What do you mean?
Those old people who were being fleeced by their conservator, the smoker...
that gloomy little girl that wouldn't smile.
- You try to help those people. And don't deny it. - I don't.
But what the hell does that have to do with this episode of word salad?
Well, Alan, the human mind is like a bucket. It can only hold so much.
You see all that suffering going on around you, and you get involved.
It fills up your bucket, and soon it's overflowing.
The doctor recommended I take a few days off.
I know just the thing. I'm gonna take you to my spa.
I'm gonna empty your bucket.
I live at 147 Edgar Street.
And I'm at 149 Edgar Street.
- We babysit each other's kids. - We go to Cost Buy together.
- Split everything. - Toilet paper, paper towels.
- Jumbo ketchup two-pack. - I have the lawn mower.
- Hedge clipper, weed whacker. - And we both share Ray.
There's just one problem with this arrangement.
- It's completely illegal. - Afraid so.
Well, for six years, everything was fine. But people start to talk.
And one day we came home with the children, and Ray was being handcuffed and arrested.
Right in front of 147. We've done nothing wrong. There's no victim here.
To the contrary, in this chaotic world we live in, where there is no stability...
we have found a way to raise a family in a cooperative, loving way.
And now we're being punished for it. I think that's wrong.
- We all do. - Especially me.
Guys, the law on polygamy has been settled for a long time.
- So? It's time for a change. - We are very committed to this.
I know I am.
Right.
- Chris Mott, Shirley Schmidt. - How do you do?
- Paul Lewiston. - Hello.
Chris is an old buddy of mine from Annapolis.
Right now he's founder and C. E. O. of Alcove Games.
Last quarter they posted a profit of 502 mil.
Very impressive. How can we help you?
- A wrongful death suit. - Completely frivolous.
Filed by the mother of a kid who died while playing their latest video game.
- He died. - Heart attack.
How is that even possible?
He played the game for nearly two days.
- Didn't eat, didn't drink. His heart stopped. - The game is called Hellbourne.
You start out as a ghost fighting your way out of hell.
When you surface, you need to track down your lost soul in order to become human again.
- Sounds like a typical day around here. - Like I said, it's frivolous.
Nojury's gonna hold a company responsible because a parent let a kid play a game for two days.
But there's a glitch. I need this to go away before it goes to trial.
We've got a sequel coming out next month, and bad press could kill us.
Shouldn't be a problem.
I'm thinking we can get this kicked on summary judgment.
Five hundred and two million. You've landed your first whale.
- Nice work, partner. - Thank you.
Paul, how's your daughter doing in rehab?
Rachel's doing just fine, Brad.
- Tell her I said hello? - I will.
I never took you for a spa person, Denny.
Oh, man. I love it.
Being touched and caressed and-
Milked.
Thank you, Digna. Mmm.
Are you still spooked by this word jumble thing?
Word salad. Yes.
- Happens to me all the time. You get used to it. - I don't want to get used to it.
It was extremely upsetting to be speaking...
and to see confusion on the faces of everyone around me.
I'm not the most connected individual, Denny.
Sometimes words are all that allow me to feel like...
I'm a part of the world, a part of life.
If I don't have words, then I'm alone.
Ashtray soda pop dingo?
Gotcha.
Now, relax.
Wes was obsessed with the game.
All the kids were talking about it. It was the only thing he wanted for his birthday.
- So you bought it for him? - Yes.
He would play before school, after school, in the middle of the night.
He'd played other video games before, but this one- this one was different.
He couldn't stop. His grades began to slip, so I took the game away.
- How did he react? - We argued constantly.
So he began going to friends' houses after school to play.
I realized I couldn't win, so I gave him the game back...
figuring I could keep an eye on him.
What happened the weekend your son died?
I got home after working a double shift at the store...
and, um, I only had 15 minutes to change before I left for my second job.
I clean offices.
I told Wes it was time to quit.
He said hejust needed five more minutes to get to the next level.
He promised he would go to bed as soon as he was finished.
So I kissed him, said good night and went to work.
What time did you arrive home?
About 5:00 the next morning.
I just fell into bed with my clothes on.
I woke up at noon and went to check on him.
And that's when I found him.
He was slumped in his chair in front of the screen.
You know, at first, I thought he'd just fallen asleep.
- Would you like to take a recess? - No.
I would rather get this over with.
Mrs. Beller, how old was Wesley?
Fifteen.
- And you're a single parent? - Yes.
Wes's father is no longer in the picture.
So you were responsible for his clothing, feeding him, taking care of him when he was sick?
- Yes. - You made sure he ate right, got enough sleep, did his homework.
- I took very good care of my son. - I'm sure you did.
And yet the coroner's report lists the cause of death as a myocardial infarction...
brought on by physical exhaustion.
Apparently your son did not eat, drink or sleep...
for over 36 hours straight.
Now, I can't speak to the pain that you must be feeling.
But how did this happen?
- I work two jobs, Mr. Chase. - I understand that.
But I can't help wondering that if you had checked in on your son that night...
instead of falling asleep...
that maybe he'd be alive today.
- Now, isn't that correct? - Objection. Don't answer that.
What's the problem?
In responding to Mrs. Beller's production requests, we came across something.
When your company designed Hellbourne...
you commissioned a study that documented the effects the game had on its players.
The report states that playing the game dramatically increases...
the dopamine levels in the players' brains.
- I'm aware of it, sure. - Chris, this means Mrs. Beller can argue...
that Alcove knew their games were addictive when they sold them to the public...
including minors.
Oh, that's ridiculous. It's just one study.
Besides, it's an established fact...
that all video games increase the dopamine levels in the brain.
At least the good ones do.
Are there any other studies out there? Anything like this that can bite us in the ass?
No. Just the one.
Okay. We're required to turn this over to Mrs. Beller.
As per the rules of discovery, we'll provide it with 100,000 other pages of documents...
that pertain to this production request.
- So you're gonna bury it. - No. That would be unethical.
We'll simply comply... fully.
It's not religious. It's practical.
I'm a dietitian at Mercy Hospital.
And what does every working mother always plead? "I wish I had a wife. "
Well, I actually do.
Imagine leaving for yourjob...
and never having to worry about day care, late babysitters, nightmare nannies.
Your child gets sick, you have someone there you trust who loves your children...
someone with a warm home, who cooks healthy homemade meals for your children...
and has a lovingly prepared dinner waiting for you when you walk in the door.
- Someone who bakes. - Sounds wonderful.
- Continue. - And our kids love it too.
At any one time, there's a parent to give a hug, some advice, share a story.
Families these days are no longer together, scattered across the country.
Ours is simply another form of an old-fashioned extended family.
Who are we kidding? It's about the sex.
I'm a stay-at-home mom. I have three kids, ages one to six.
That's 24-7 breast-feeding, potty training, fever, solid food...
diapers, ear infections, dishes, homework, toys, chaos.
Raising children is the single most exhausting job ever, anywhere, anyhow.
Did I make myself clear? I'll say it again. It is the most exhausting job ever.
- Don't you think? - Absolutely.
- Objection. - Sustained.
Strike that last remark, even though it's completely true.
- Alena, you were telling us about sex? - Oh, yes.
I love my children. But by the end of the day, I am bone tired.
My husband comes home- he's tired too.
But somehow he still has a little energy for baby-making.
If we were in a traditional marriage...
at that moment we would have an explosive argument.
But since we're not, when I am that exhausted and he has that look in his eye...
I simply ship him off to Evette where she satisfies him, and he her...
and then I draw myself a nice hot bath and read the paper.
This works for me.
I knew it would.
More gobbledygook, please.
Hey, take it easy, man. Deep breaths. Just relax.
Denny, I meant to say "gobbledygook. " The stuff on my face.
Oh.
I think I've decompressed. My word salad days have wilted.
May I have my hand, please?
Thank you, Denny. This is almost as good as fishing.
Denny's my friend. He takes me to nice places, buys me nice things.
- We like to dress up. - Flamingos.
Your Honor, there's not a shred of evidence for which a jury would rule against my client.
As tragic as his death may be, plaintiffs have not shown any causal link...
between Mr. Beller's death and his playing Hellbourne.
We have the internal dopamine study.
That's one study which shows that playing any video game...
could raise anyone's dopamine level.
That's hardly enough to prove causation.
I have to agree, Mr. Hoberg. If your only evidence is this one study-
- We have a witness, Your Honor. - What witness?
Dr. Samuel Williams.
He'll testify that not only did Alcove Games know their games were addictive...
they intentionally tried to make them so.
That is the first we're hearing of this, Your Honor.
- Dr. Williams just came forward. - Your Honor, they're stalling and wasting the court's time.
Before ruling on the motion, the court will hear Dr. Williams.
But, Mr. Hoberg, I don't like surprises. Tread carefully.
- Your Honor, I- - Your objection is noted for the record, Mr. Chase.
The court will hear Dr. Williams's testimony.
I thought you said there was nothing else.
Dr. Williams is a psychologist we hired...
to consult on how to make our games more appealing to the consumer.
It didn't work out, and we fired him. It's not a big deal.
Chris, we need to get this case thrown out now while it's only in front of a judge.
We've got a woman with a dead kid. Ajury is gonna want to make somebody pay for that.
Now, did you hire this Dr. Williams to make your games more addictive or not?
I started with nothing. I built this company.
I employ hundreds of people. I didn't do anything wrong.
Okay. Right.
You've known me for 20 years, and you're doubting me?
This isn't about friendship. This is about getting rid of this case quickly and quietly.
Now, maybe we should consider settling.
No. No. To me, a settlement is an admission of guilt.
Alcove Games is not gonna be a scapegoat on this, even if this goes public.
Dr. Klaywig, as a historian of family law...
could you tell us why laws against polygamy were enacted?
The origins, of course, are biblical.
But in recent history, they were enacted to prevent a man from abandoning his wife...
leaving her with no means of income for herself or her children.
They also prevented enslavement and abuse.
Before these laws were solidified, elders in certain communities...
would simply divvy up the young girls, 12 and 13 years old...
among the old men.
Thank you.
Dr. Klaywig, would you agree...
that Mr. and Mrs. and Mrs. Richardson's relationship is unusual?
Yes, I would.
- And would you agree that it's unusual because it works? - Well-
All parties are satisfied. The children, as we've proven earlier, are well-adjusted.
It does seem to work, doesn't it?
Yes, I suppose so.
When polygamy laws were enacted, it was under a different social and economic construct.
- Meaning? - Meaning that women weren't allowed to work.
They were, in effect, less powerful than they are today.
Their reliance on their husbands was more substantial.
One could agree.
And for the record, what is the divorce rate in this country?
- Approximately 43%. - Forty-three percent.
And what are the statistics on extramarital affairs?
Conservative estimates say about 60% of married men and 40% of married women...
will have an extramarital affair at some point.
So one could argue that we're already practicing polygamy in this country.
- We just haven't institutionalized it yet. - Objection, Your Honor.
Ms. Bauer is simply twisting statistics to make a mockery of the institution of marriage.
I'm simply drawing conclusions based on fact.
- It's specious. - It's not specious. It's logical.
- You wouldn't understand. - I don't see a wedding ring on your finger.
- Divorced. - How long?
- One year. - Two for me.
Counselors?
The case.
- Of course. - Right.
Nothing further.
Wow.
Double wow.
- Go right ahead. - Uh, no. You saw her first.
- You really don't mind? - Please.
Wow.
Mmm. Nobody's sitting here.
Thank you.
My name's Alan Shore. What's yours?
- Jessica. - What are you reading, Jessica?
- Uh, The Da Vinci Code. - Ah.
Yeah. It's okay. Have you read it?
No, it's enough for me that Leonardo was a brilliant painter and engineer...
without turning him into the Karl Rove of the 16th century.
Are you here with someone?
Alone.
I just, um, needed to get out of Dodge and relax.
Only now I find myself very relaxed.
Two can play dominoes for gangs allow freedom white.
I'm sorry?
The danger in whistling cannot be undone by hybrid chatter.
It's simply orange above all.
Is this like a joke or-
Zebra.
Waiter, I'm going to need another mojito.
- Should I charge that to your room, sir? - Paisley.
Dr. Williams...
you're a clinical psychologist.
Why did Alcove Games hire you?
Their game was already popular...
but the company wanted to take the desire to play the game to the next level.
In other words, change the motivation from "I want to play this game"...
to "I have to play this game. "
And how did they go about doing that?
It starts with causing an adrenaline rush.
Most effective way to trigger that rush is to make someone think they're going to die.
- How do you know that? - We measure the effect in two ways.
The first is blink rate.
And second, we monitor the amount of dopamine that's produced while playing the game.
What is the significance of the dopamine?
Dopamine is a neurotransmitter.
It's also connected to the reinforcing effects of drugs like cocaine and amphetamines.
It's often called the master molecule of addiction.
And why is that significant in terms of this video game?
Playing this video game is like receiving a jolt...
equivalent to an injection of amphetamines.
And my duty was to help create a game...
that would maximize dopamine output for the players.
You were deliberately trying to make this game physically addictive?
Yes.
- Who was your supervisor at Alcove Games? - Bob Kendall.
- And his title? - Vice president of marketing.
Of marketing, not of secret brain addiction research or something like that?
- Objection. - Sustained.
- So you worked in the marketing department at Alcove Games. - Yes.
As a marketer, whether you're selling iPods or breakfast cereal or soft drinks...
isn't one of your primary concerns...
"How do I get consumers to buy my product?"
- Of course. - You ever been employed by a heroin dealer?
- Excuse me? - Of course you haven't.
A heroin dealer doesn't need to hire a marketing department...
because the product they sell really is addictive, as opposed to video games, which aren't.
- Isn't that correct? - Objection!
Nothing further.
Ray Richardson married two women at the same time.
No one denies that fact.
The defense argues that this polygamous marriage is practical...
that it makes sense in today's hectic world.
Well, the law against polygamy is practical as well.
Say you're a man with good health insurance and a generous nature.
Why not go down to a hospice and marry 50 terminally ill women...
so they can have your health benefits?
If a billionaire could marry a thousand women...
and claim them all as dependents on his tax return, don't you think he would?
No, the law against polygamy...
doesn'tjust make sense from a moral point of view.
It's practical as well.
Today the traditional family is under constant assault from every direction.
One refuge-maybe the last refuge against that assault-is the law.
The law in this case states that marriage is between one man and one woman.
Ray Richardson broke that law.
Make him pay for it.
Decades ago, the nuclear family implied...
one man, one woman and their offspring...
usually of the same race.
Today there is no limit to what loving families look like.
We have single mothers, single fathers, two mommies, two daddies...
ex-wives, ex-in-laws, you name it.
If we're going to universally apply a law...
we need to look at what it is that law strives to protect.
Nobody can say that the Richardsons are not a loving family.
They're honest and caring.
Their children are confident and kind.
With so many monogamous couples breaking up...
this true family unit should be held in high esteem.
Instead, we seek to destroy them...
simply because they consensually engaged...
in a loving relationship that all parties wanted.
You've heard both Mrs. Richardsons.
This is a family unit that works.
If you put Ray Richardson in jail when all he was...
was a good husband and a good father...
you will accomplish the very harm...
the anti-polygamy laws set out to prevent.
You will tear the Richardson family apart.
You need to relax, you know?
Obviously, Denny.
But telling me to do so is like saying to a starving man, "You just need money. "
- It doesn't exactly solve the problem. - We got lots of money.
So if you're hungry, just order up room service and say "hello. "
Hey! You just touched me, and not in a nice way.
Could I please have a little privacy?
So you mix up your words. Make it work for you. That's what I do.
Denny, get out. Leave the room for a moment and let me be alone.
You're a moody traveler, aren't you?
Can you please put your narcissism aside for one second...
and try to imagine what it's like for a person to be losing his mind?
I'm sorry.
It's just I'd penciled in sex today for 5:30.
And since I lost out on Jessica, I'll now have to have it alone.
Which is fine. Just... predictable.
All this time I thought you were empathizing with me...
but you were sympathizing.
- I'm going home. - Denny.
- Don't talk to me. - Please don't leave.
I said, do not talk to me!
It's just that's my suitcase.
You're packing my things.
He was 15! He was about to get his learner's permit.
I'm sorry, but I can't talk to you.
He was a scout too, in this day and age, and he was going for Eagle.
- I'm sorry. - You know that everything that Dr. Williams said is true.
And the only thing that this should be about is Wes and the life that was taken from him.
But it's not! It is about lawyers and your talking and your arguing!
Why are you doing this? You know what the truth is here! You know it!
- So why are you doing it? - Mrs. Beller. Mrs. Beller.
- You know what the truth is, don't you? - Come with me.
You know! You know!
Mr. Foreman, has thejury reached a unanimous verdict?
- We have, Your Honor. - Will the defendant please rise?
What say you?
In the matter of the Commonwealth versus Ray Richardson...
on the count of polygamy...
we, thejury, find Ray Richardson guilty.
The defendant will be remanded into custody.
We are adjourned.
- This isn't over. - Come on.
I'm so sorry.
When I was 15, I smoked cigarettes for a week because a friend of mine smoked.
I quit. Never smoked again.
And thank goodness it didn't hurt me.
But tobacco companies have been found liable, assessed penalties in the millions of dollars...
because cigarettes are addictive and they do kill people.
Your Honor, with this case, we're in the same position...
as the people who first brought legal action against the tobacco companies 40 years ago.
Lawsuit after lawsuit against tobacco was thrown out of court.
How many people died as a result?
And now we got a boy who died playing a video game...
a game scientifically constructed to make him addicted to it.
Will everyone become addicted to it? No.
But other children will become addicted, Your Honor...
and there will be other deaths.
It's time to let a jury decide...
who's responsible for the death of Wesley Beller.
Your Honor, I know I'm supposed to be a dispassionate advocate for my client's position...
but I have to tell you that this case-
it just makes me mad.
You see, I know someone who is addicted to crystal meth.
This is a lethal drug. It would've killed her if she hadn't stopped using it.
So when I hear people talk about being addicted...
to their BlackBerry, to soap operas, video games-
Believe me, if anyone who's addicted to crystal meth could suddenly wave a magic wand...
and be addicted to video games instead...
they would do it in a heartbeat.
Now, you heard testimony that playing this game raises your dopamine level.
We don't deny that.
But the fact is, anything you enjoy doing raises your dopamine level.
Sports, chocolate, exercise, sex. On and on and on.
When Einstein was developing his theory of relativity...
I'm sure that his dopamine level was through the roof.
Where do we draw the line between addiction and passion?
And the fact is, this case is an insult...
to anyone who has a real addiction to a harmful substance.
Now, we are all sad that Wesley Beller is dead.
But Alcove Games did not cause his death.
After reviewing the papers and the evidence presented...
I agree with Mr. Chase.
The defense's motion for summaryjudgment is granted.
We're adjourned.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
- Brad. - Paul.
Man! I knew we'd win, but you never really know till it's over.
- You bet. - So, champ, where can I buy you dinner?
McClosky's. Best steaks in town.
Mrs. Beller.
I'm truly sorry about your son.
I'm sure you'll be sorry about the next one too.
A little lower.
Oh, yeah. Just a little bit lower.
Not quite low enough.
I have always empathized with your mad cow.
In a seismic shift of character...
I was momentarily thinking only of myself.
As I said, Denny...
words are my friends.
To think that I might suddenly-
Why are you so anxious?
Here, of all places, where people only rub you the right way?
- Work. I'm nervous about work. - Why?
Denny, they could walk through my door on any given day and just fire me.
I've offended everybody there is to offend.
I was hoping to at least ingratiate myself with Shirley sexually...
but she rebuffs me.
Robe, please.
Out, please.
Since when have you been afraid of losing your job?
You relish the idea ofbeing able to walk at the drop of a hat.
- Hell, you threaten to. - I guess I just don't feel that freedom anymore.
- Is it money? - It's not money.
What is it then?
I'd miss you, Denny.
You're a liar.
You can't walk because you think you have to be there to protect me...
to save me from myself.
That's certainly not it.
For the first time in your life, you feel trapped...
and I'm the reason.
Why can't we just leave it at "I'd miss you, Denny"?
Denny Crane has never needed anybody!
And that's a tragedy, one for which I empathize as well as sympathize.
I will never be anybody's charity project.
If that has something to do with our friendship...
I no longer want it.
Have you thought for one second about what you're doing to the Richardson children?
I'm about to make parent-teacher night a lot less awkward.
I'm serious.
There's a new book out that says that there's no such thing as an amicable divorce...
that children are far more traumatized by divorce...
than they would be by growing up in a house with a bad marriage.
Well, they didn't grow up in my house.
And there's a study from the University College Dublin...
that found that the effects of divorce on children...
are far more damaging than the death of a parent.
Exactly how much time do you spend on the Internet?
You're not breaking up some group of freaks here.
The Richardsons work. That family unit works.
And they can remain a family as long as they're not married.
I know.
I spoke to Ray and his wives...
and they have all agreed reluctantly to get divorced and live in sin.
All they ask is that you recommend probation.
Denise, I-
As long as he quits breaking the law, I have no interest in putting him in jail.
- I'm sure we can make this work. - Thank you.
Yeah.
H- Have you had dinner yet?
Um, it's 4:00.
Oh. Yeah.
I'm sorry. I- I- I haven't dated in so long.
Would you like to get some food at a more appropriate time?
- Today. - Sure.
- Congratulations. - Oh, thanks.
Looks like Chris wants us to handle all his business from now on.
Good.
Uh, Paul, you didn't get a chance to say hello to Rachel, did you?
I did. She'll be getting out of rehab in a few weeks.
Good for her.
Brad.
I want you to stay away from her.
Beg your pardon?
As part of the 12-step program of recovery...
they strongly suggest that she not be involved...
in any relationships for a year.
This allows her to focus on mending her life.
And any distractions could jeopardize that process...
and make her more susceptible to returning to drugs.
So therefore...
I am strongly suggesting...
that you stay away from her.
Okay, so I worry about you a little. Is that so bad?
With my night terrors, the clown phobia and now word salad...
you don't worry about me?
You know, strangers aren't always gonna be there for us, Denny.
I'm gonna say this once. I don't want it repeated.
I need friendship.
I especially need this one.
Did you not hear a word I said?
Heard every word. Thing isn't on.
Is it really so horrible for people to need each other?
Doesn't it give you comfort that I'm here to cover for you when you slip?
That in the end, I'll be there to shoot you?
It comforts me that you need the friendship.
I've thought about it. I agree.
You've survived here a hundred years or so without me.
I could leave, and you'd go on just fine.
But for me to go on, Denny, I need my balcony time...
whether I work here or not.
You got it.
Typically when I get fired, I'm banned from the premises.
Service elevator. I got the keys.
You think of everything.
- Denny- - Crane.
You've got it.
You stinker!