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louis tre.
Two-twenty a pop, essex?
You must be feeling festive.
I think I just closed the
biggest deal of my life.
Well, in that case, let's start a tab.
what's she drinking?
Margarita, rocks.
Next one's on me.
Hey.
Need a light?
Thanks.
who we looking at, flack?
Essex palmer.
Well, what's left of him.
entrepreneur.
According to witnesses, one
minute he lit up,
the next minute he blew up.
Exploding cigar?
Apparently, the guy was a regular
with a twisted sense of humor
and a history of
pulling practical jokes.
On himself?
He's a young guy, suffering a
painful death in a public place��
I don't think he
was in on this joke.
No
talk about going
out with a ***.
our vic made a fortune buying and
selling high-end comic books online.
Then he stepped up to buying
and selling comic stores.
Word is, the kid was loaded, and
his wallet seems to agree.
A guy in the line outside picked it
up after somebody else dropped it.
pickpocket?
Well, the blast couldn't have blown
it all the way out the front door.
Well, the cash and the
cards are still there.
Maybe he dropped it.
Well, if you guys
can lift some prints,
hopefully, I can run down
the rest of the story.
Did you get anything
else from the patrons?
Everybody reports the same loud
explosion and then after that,
it was panic at the disco.
And he did come alone?
Yes.
Bartender says he was here
celebrating some new business venture.
Evidently he chose to celebrate by
slipping something into a lady's drink.
A roofie?
Well, it sure ain't a spanish fly.
You in there?
We're going to be late.
You awake in there?
ruben, it's 7:30
in the morning.
Today's the day for the
blessing of the bikes.
We have to be
there.
You promised.
Blessing of the
bikesokay, okay.
Right, right.
You forgot.
No.
No, I did not
forget about it.
The line's going to be
long, so we have to hurry.
Mom, we're leaving now!
He's been up since 5:30.
Yeah.
I went to bed at 5:30.
do you want a cup of coffee?
- No.
We got to go.
Okay.
Sorry.
You guys have fun.
- All right.
Grab a shirt.
We're leaving.
- All right.
And when the living creatures
went, the wheels went by them:
And when the living creatures
were lifted up from the earth,
he wheels were lifted up.
Wherever the spirit went, they went
and the wheels were lifted
up over against them:
For the spirit of the living
creatures was in the wheels.
May the almighty and merciful lord
be our companion on our many journeys
and bring us back to our homes
in peace, health and happiness.
This bicycle is blessed by the
sprinkling of this holy water,
in the name of the father, and of
the son, and of the holy spirit.
This bicycle is blessed by the
sprinkling of this holy water,
in the name of theat fher, and of
the son, and of the holy spirit.
This bicycle is blessed by the
sprinkling of this holy water
in the name of the father and of
the son, and of the holy spirit
you think my mom will let
me ride my bike by myself?
Oh, is that what
this is all about?
I'm ten years old.
Okay, time me to the corner.
ready, set, go!
All right.
Don't
hit anybody, okay?
Yeah, it's messer.
Hey, don't godon't go
past the corner, buddy! Hey!
All right, let
me call you back.
rueben?!
ruben, go straight
home! Right now, ruben!
Help! Somebody! Help!
I need an ambulance at 459 west 75th.
I've got a suspect, caucasian male
fleeing the scene of a shooting.
He's armed, and he went down
the 76th street subway entrance.
Brown jacket, approximately six feet.
All right all right, all
rightare you shot?
Notify the er, I'll be at
the hospital within the hour.
I'll need to swab and photograph
the wound before it's stitched.
You're going to
be fine, justin.
Check on my sister, huh?
- Definitely.
That's our victim, justin scott.
He said the shooter came in alone.
Told him to empty the
register, at gunpoint.
Open the register!
Took two additional hits to the face.
He said the perp
had something heavy
maybe hard up his sleeve.
Female witness?
Justin's sister, lucy.
She came out from the
back, saw the shooter fleeing,
said he turned
back and shot at her,
then ran across the street
to the subway entrance.
You see enough to
I.
D.
Him in a lineup?
I saw him from the back.
But both justin and lucy remember that
the whites of the perp's eyes were blue.
Haven't found a bullet
or an impact mark.
It appears that the bullet
passed through this orange.
Entered here, exited here.
*we can walk in
straight lines*
*we can't see quite right*
*we've lost the plot*
*and we can't get it back*
*so let's lose ourselves*
*let's lose ourselves*
*can you spot
the english here?*
*We can see it for real*
*but it doesn't make sense*
*it can climb its way
to the top of a cloud*
*I'm away with
the fairies now*
Mario galanti.
mario galanti, nypd.
Hey!
You hearing me?
Hey!
heyheyI'm, I'm sorry!
I-I can't hear anything!
I need you to come with
turns out mario galanti was dumb
enough to nab our vic's wallet,
and he's also been completely
deaf since the blast.
Acoustic trauma.
It's caused by a loud noise
or explosion near the ears.
Need a light?
Thanks.
That's why he dropped the
wallet outside the club.
Right, but flack said he
has no trouble talking,
and he says he swears that
all he did was rip essex off.
Well, if he didn't cause
the explosion, who did?
Well, I can't tell you
who, but I can tell you what.
The cigar, right?
More specifically, the mouth
end of a gran cahill cigar.
I found it blown halfway
down the vic's trachea.
The C.
O.
D.
Was massive internal hemorrhaging caused by
the sivencusco force of an explosion at close proximity.
I sent a sample of the tobacco
out for detailed isotopic analysis,
but from my collegiate
experience smoking stogies,
I'd say it was, um, fresh
likely hand rolled, with a few
unnatural additives, of course.
Like smokeless gunpowder?
I found heavy traces of that on the vic's
clothing when I ran them through xrf.
Which is usually used
in high explosives.
Right, I did find something else.
On the victim's
tie, I found a stain.
It turned out to be
mineral water with a twist.
It contained dna from
the saliva of this guy.
Lawrence gelachter?
Yeah, he was in codis with
priors for tax evasion.
All right.
I wonder what his
relationship is to essex palmer?
Well, judging from the size
and impact of the stain,
it couldn't have
been too friendly.
He spit on the guy.
Do we have a current
address on mr.
Gelachter?
Yeah.
Flack's meeting us there right after this.
- Good.
All right, then ladies, unless
there's something else
there is one more thing, sid.
Mucuna pruriens.
In india, they're also known
as, uh, velvet bean, cowitch.
But here in the united states, we
usually call it itching powder.
Oh! No! Oh! No!
Looks like he
stuck it in his pocket,
and then after the blast, it
wound up dispersed on his clothes.
But why aren't you, uh
The long-sleeved lab coat.
Both stylish and functional.
Uh, exploding cigars.
You know, insect ice
cubes, itching powder.
What kind of a
clown are we after?
No way!
Lawrence gelachter
is laughing larry!
we were able to raise the subdermal
bruising on justin scott's face.
You can see he got
slammed pretty hard.
Your bodega thief's weapon
of choice is a revolver.
open the register!
Gsr I collected from justin scott's head wound
didn't give us any compatible hits in the database.
I did find traces of fiberglass
in the laceration of the cheekbone,
which you can see
here, was crushed.
I found traces of
fiberglass on the register.
Well, I might have a theory for why the
whites of the suspect's eyes were blue.
Sclera-- the
whites of the eyes��
can have a purple or blue tint if someone
is suffering from osteogenesis imperfecta.
Individuals with O.
I.
��
Their bones do
fracture easily.
Exactly, which is why I hypothesize your
thief could be wearing a fiberglass cast.
That would explain the crushing
of justin scott's cheekbone.
And why he thought the perp
had something up his sleeve.
This osteo, uh thing��
uh, can, uh, we track it?
Well, if our robber knows he has
it, if he's seen a doctor about it,
then we might even be able to get photos
of possible suspects from physicians.
Boom.
So we show these
photos to justin and lucy,
they I.
D.
Our
guy, and we are
We are what?
We are what?
no.
No.
Sid, where-where'd you find him?
Hey, danny, what's going on?
An alley off 75th street.
It says here there was a bicycle
found that said ruben on it.
Oh, ruben!
Danny, man, you
know this kid?
No.
Get outta here.
No, don't touch the body!
Okay, okay.
Sheldon, get him out of here.
No, no, no, wait, wait
danny, come on.
Let's go, come
onlet's gocome on
no, no, I watched him
take the shortcut home.
come on, man, let's go.
- Wait, wait, wait.
I saw him.
He was fine.
I saw him.
He rode the
bike right away from me.
ohI, shouldn't
have stopped.
I shouldn't have stopped.
Why did I stop?!
I should have made sure
the kid got home safe.
Ruben was a block and a half
from your apartment building.
There was a man down, bleeding.
Justin scott needed your help.
You acted on instinct, danny.
Ah, man, i wish I hadn'T.
I wish I hadn't!
he just got his bicycle
blessed this morning.
Danny?
I just heard.
This is a tough one.
Oh, I'm not very good
at this kind of thing.
What should I say to him?
Just tell him you're not very
good at this kind of thing.
it's about time
you guys got back.
I was starting to get
a little worried, messer.
How long was the line?
Where's ruben?
Rikki
where's ruben, danny?
Rikki, we, umI'm sorry.
We, uh we we
were on our way back.
We were on our way
back, and then, um, he, uh
there was a robbery at a bodega
no, no, no.
Just
tell me where he is.
You tell me where I can find him.
Just-just say
that he's okay.
Oh, just tell me
that he's okay!
Tell me he's okay.
I can't tell you that he's okay.
I can't tell you that he's okay.
No! No! no.
No! No! no.
process what was
collected at the bodega.
Whatever danny
started, finish.
I want answers, not guesses.
- Got it.
Mac, I got your message.
Our bodega robbery is connected
t tohe shooting of ruben sandoval.
I found citric acid on the
bullet sid extracted from ruben.
More than likely it's the bullet
that traveled through the orange.
Yeah, and the reason why you
didn't find it at the scene��
it entered ruben just
under his arm here.
Axillary region.
It's common that someone could be
shot there and not immediately know it.
I imagine ruben was
traveling on his bike,
he heard the gunshot, was
scared, adrenaline pumping,
doesn't feel the initial pain.
Does what danny tells him
to-heads for home, doesn't make it.
Did the bullet get a match in ibis?
- No.
Even stranger, the caliber of the
bullet is inconsistent with a revolver.
Does that mean we
have two shooters?
Danny only heard one shot.
Laughing larry?
You got to be kidding me!
You have any idea how much of my childhood
was cruelly destroyed by this moron?
Trust ime.
Feel your pain.
You two want to
enlighten me here?
I was into comic books as a kid, right?
- Yup.
And this guy had a full-page ad in
the back of each and every one of 'em
selling things like dribble glasses, onion
gum, hypnocoins, whoopee cushions.
Plastic vomit, rubber dog doo.
Sounds great.
Oh, yeah, and it
all looked great.
And I'd do whatever it took.
I would scrimp, I would save,
I would mow every last
lawn in the neighborhood
to get my hands on sneezing
salts or 100 piece battle fleet,
and then, I go
to the mailbox.
And right there before my innocent, young eyes
would be disappointment in a cardboard box.
I once spent my entire summer allowance
on this hovercraft that laughing larry said
would take me and my friends
riding on a carpet of thin air.
Hovercrap.
How about the x-ray specs I bought in
middle school to see through girls' clothes?
Yeah.
The only thing I ever saw through
those was a nun coming at me with a yardstick.
Unbelievable.
- Right?
I bought sea monkeys.
But that was then, and
this is now, so come on.
We have a man to
see about a cigar.
welcome to laughing larry's laffatorium
where you get more yuks for less bucks!
Well, now, hey, don't you look spiffy?
Do you mind if I
take your picture?
On the victim's
tie, I found a stain.
It turned out to be
mineral water with a twist.
It contained dna from
laughing larry's saliva.
laugh it up, lar.
You pull another gag like that,
and I'm gonna add assaulting an
officer to your *** charge.
Wait a minute.
You guys are cops?
Who died?
Essex palmer.
That's what we'd like to
talk to you about, larry.
Whoa, whoa.
You
mean, somebody killed him?
So you two did
know each other.
Yeah, what happened?
You decide to fool your
friend with an exploding cigar?
What are you talking about?
That's how he died, larry.
Just a hot-damn minute now.
You guys think that-that I had
something to do with his death,
you're bigger
stooges than I thought.
So, how did you two meet?
He walked in here, he said he was a
big fan, he said he loved my stuff,
and he offered to buy the whole
thing and ten years of back stock!
He said he wanted to turn
it into some kind of��
I don't know-- e-commerce
venture-- laffatorium.
Com!
Me I don't know the
internet from intercourse,
but I can tell you, after 40
years of raising rubber chickens,
he was bailing me out
of a damn deep hole!
You got any paperwork to prove it?
Ah, it was all
on a handshake.
Yeah?
He get the joybuzzer, too?
Bet he didn't know what kind of guy
he was getting into business with
until the whole thing
blew up in his face.
I've been selling exploding
cigars and cigarettes for 35 years,
and the only thing they
ever hurt was people's pride.
Tell that to essex palmer.
I'm telling you, it wasn't mine!
Did you give essex palmer a cigar?
- Yeah, but
if it wasn't yours, then
where did you get it?
I don't know.
People give
me cigars all the time!
It's part of my shtick.
What?!
Well, how about i
shtick you in lockup?
All right, all
right, hold on, hold on.
Let me remember
who gave it to me.
Uh wait a minute.
That's right.
It was this guy.
He was a new father.
He gave it to me!
I just had a baby girl.
He just came up to
me and gave it to me.
Hey, thanks.
Congratulations!
All right.
Okay, he was, uh medium
build, light hair
about your age, only
a lot better-looking.
All right, all right, so you
passed on his cigar to essex.
It didn't cost me anything.
Well, it cost him plenty.
The only combustible agent in laughing
larry's exploding cigars is lead azide��
no smokeless gunpowder at all��
so, as much as i hate
to admit it, he's right.
They're annoying, but they're
not going to kill you.
What about the tobacco?
I'm still waiting for isotopic analysis
on essex palmer's hand-rolled cigar.
But I did scope a visual
comparison between the two,
and our laughing friend's
smokes are strictly low-grade.
Small leaf, paper fillers and enough
preservatives to fill a tox report.
Consistent with
larry's story, as well.
Cheap and tasteless.
Well, I found a kink in
laughing larry's tale.
Kim wey imports.
According to the new
york state tax board,
they're a chinatown novelty distributor
who have filed no fewer than seven liens
against laughing larry
in the past three years.
Looks like he owes them quite
a bit of coin at this point.
A good reason to want
laughing larry dead.
You ready for this?
"Unpaid receipt of
class c fireworks, "
including party poppers, snapping
caps, and exploding cigars.
So, maybe, when larry
couldn't cough up the cash,
they decided to deliver
their message loud and clear.
We're not just
talking party poppers.
This place is more
like a powder keg.
Aren't fireworks illegal
in the state of new york?
Yep.
So is ***.
Hey, folks, nypd, time to close up shop.
*******
hey! Stop! Freeze!
Hold it right there!
Hold it right there!
I'd rather let it go.
stella, lindsay, get out!
Okay, we're out
of here! Let's go!
Move! Move! Let's get out!
Lindsay, move! Out!
Go, go, go!
stop, drop and
roll, you son of a ***.
He's the reason I had to sell black
market fireworks in the first place.
Let me guess.
You're gonna blame your illegal
immigration status on laughing larry, too.
You think I care
about being deported?
He owes me a hundred grand.
I got to make a living.
Even if it meant killing
him with an explosive cigar?
If I wanted to kill that idiot, I'd
strangle him with my bare hands.
And believe me, I
thought about it.
But I held off when it looked
like he was finally about to sell.
I even paid him a little visit, to
make sure he remembered his debts.
Sign it!
See for yourself.
The
deal's in my pocket.
He offered me a hundred
grand, plus another 50k in interest.
Well, it doesn't look like
he signed it to me, mr.
Wey.
It's disappearing ink.
He thinks he's funny.
I know where to find him.
Good.
So maybe you can send
him a postcard from shanghai.
There it is.
I don't get it-- if larry had
no reason to want essex dead,
this guy has no reason
to want larry dead.
All either one of
them wanted was money.
Means that our real
killer is still invisible.
Hey, sid.
Mr.
Ross, what
brings you down here?
Uh one question.
How often are you wrong?
I-I mean your theory that the bodega
robbers suffer from osteogenesis imperfecta
is just that-a theory, right?
I hope you haven't come down
here to question my many years
as a pathologist without
some evidentiary ammunition.
The perp's blue eyes.
I kind of have a
theory of my own.
Bring it.
Hawkes found three specialists in the field of
osteogenesis imperfecta and subpoenaed the records.
Justin and lucy couldn't make a
positive I.
D.
To any of the photos.
In the meantime, the fiberglass
that danny found at the scene,
I found trace levels of
caffeine and aspartame.
Description of a diet soda--
which contains carbon dioxide.
Which, if someone
suffered from O.
I.
,
They'd be instructed to avoid
because carbon dioxide can
dissolve calcium in bone tissue.
Well, not many patients actually follow
their doctor's instructions, adam.
Yeah, I thought of that.
But still, it did leave a small
window of doubt in your diagnosis.
So I started thinking.
What if the fiberglass
cast was a coincidence?
That our perp
simply had a broken arm?
Which led me to discover a possible alternative to
what caused the whites of the perp's eyes to be blue.
I see-- so you really came down
here to run your theory by me,
so you could report to mac
and say that I have your back.
I guess so.
Okay, why are the whites
of our perp's eyes blue?
Eyeball tattooing.
What?
Somewhere in this conversation you're
going to have to start making sense.
I checked with sid.
Our perp doesn't necessarily
have osteogenesis imperfecta.
Danny found a hair-- a clipped
dog's hair at the scene.
It had traces of dye, but
not just any dye, all right?
Dye used for tattooing.
On a dog?
Some veterinarians tattoo the
lighter areas on a dog's nose.
The ink works as protection
against skin cancer.
They also tattoo pets'
ears for identification,
and, in most cases, they clip the hair.
Okay, but I'm not seeing a connection
to blue eyes or our bodega suspect.
Veterinarians send the
pets to tattoo artists��
places that you and I go.
I mean, well, I
would go-I mean
uh, anyways, I located
several establishments,
and one place in particular offered
me a special on eyeball tattooing.
We're the only
ones who do it.
It's one of the oldest
forms of tattooing.
We inject color pigment under
the top layer of the eye.
Your brown eyes would really
pop with a little bit of green.
I can give you a discount.
Actually, sadie, no.
I'm looking for someone.
Someone who might
have these eye tattoos.
Counting her?
Only four people
I know who have it.
I'm going to need those names.
I'm telling you, I didn't
do anything, all right?
You don't know what
you're talking about.
The whites of your
eyes are blue, ollie.
It's kind of hard to miss that.
You were in that bodega.
You slammed your gun
into justin scott's face.
You crushed his
cheekbone with your cast.
you stole the money from the
register and fled into the subway;
we have two eyewitnesses.
What you don't know is that
a kid took a bullet and died.
What?
Look, I never fired my gun.
There was a crime scene investigator
around the corner from the bodega.
He heard a gunshot.
That's because the
bodega owner fired at me.
You saw justin
scott fire a gun?
Who else could it
be? I didn't do it.
There was no gun
in the bodega, ollie.
Then you got a lot to figure
out, 'cause I never fired my gun.
That's what you do, right?
You can prove that, right?
Look, I dumped my gun, okay?
It's in the third canister along
the wall in the subway station.
I am not going
down for ***, man.
Did you see him fire his gun?
I never said he did.
I heard a gunshot.
By the time I
rounded the corner,
ollie barnes was running away
from me with a gun in his hand.
Lucy scott said
he fired his gun.
I thought I told you
to take some time off.
You did, I just
don't want to go home.
That's why I don't walk
down that hallway now.
I'm not going to hear the kid laughing
on the other side of the walls, you know?
Crying when he doesn't
want to go to bed.
I'm just afraid
I'm gonna miss him.
Ollie's telling the truth.
There were no traces
of gsr on his hands,
and the gun retrieved from the
garbage was not recently fired.
And is it a revolver?
Yes.
Which doesn't explain why the bullet sid
removed from ruben was a nine millimeter.
No match to a revolver.
Did justin scott fire a weapon?
We didn't find a weapon
on him or in the bodega.
Then again, we
weren't looking for one.
This is our crime scene based on
lucy scott's account of what happened.
She said the shooter fired back from
the street as she approached her brother.
I found an orange
pierced by a bullet here.
Justin scott's there, lucy's
right behind him.
So the line of fire
has to be in this area.
But ollie barnes is
over six feet tall.
If he fired back at lucy,
how did a bullet pierce an orange that
was at least a foot below his sight of her?
Yeah, that doesn't make sense.
I mean, either he's a really bad
shot or somebody else fired at her.
Let's look at
ollie's theory.
Someone shot at him.
All right, if we change the spatial
orientation of the orange
the path of the
bullet changes.
The orange didn't come from
the stand closest to the street.
It came from the
boxes near the door.
The bullet pierced the orange
and entered ruben sandoval.
But the kid was shot on the right
side, the side closest to ollie barnes.
No, danny, ruben
heard what you heard.
He turned toward the sound
of lucy and the gunshot.
help!Somebody stop him!
and there's only one person who
could have been in the exact position
to shoot both the orange
and ruben sandoval.
I don't understand, detective.
Is the guy that
robbed us dead?
No.
We arrested ollie barnes this afternoon for
robbery and assault with a deadly weapon.
That's the young kid
you shot and killed.
His name is ruben sandoval.
I don't think
- yes, you do.
Your intention was to stop ollie
barnes as he fled the bodega.
You were kneeling down next
to justin when you shot at him.
What did you do
with the gun, lucy?
Somebody stop him!
what are you doing?
It can't be true.
I didn't shoot
that kid.
Did I?
Ruben was riding his bike past the
bodega when you pulled the trigger.
It was a split
second in time.
Help!Somebody stop him!
ruben, go straight home, ruben!
Go straight home!
hey, lindsay, what do we got?
We finally got the isotopic results
back from the hand-rolled cigar fragment
that sid found in
essex palmer's throat.
Ah, "pre-embargo cuban tobacco
in a wrapper leaf from cameroon.
"
A hundred bucks a pop��
and when you couple it with the
special little "it's a girl" label,
there's only one place in
the city that sells them:
Haynes house of fine tobacco has a
web-based, in-house surveillance system.
And only one person bought
those cigars in the past week.
The trouble is that the
video is really grainy
and I've *** about
tweaked it into oblivion.
I was thinking
it's time for plan B.
Biometrics?
Bingo.
now, if we can define our guy's
unique facial measurements��
length of nose, width between
the eyes, width of mouth,
maybe we can get a hit in pims.
Got about half a dozen
possible perps with priors.
Looks like it's time to bring
laughing larry in for a lineup.
Can they see me?
No.
Poor saps, don't know
what they're missing.
Mr.
Gelachter, please, just
look through the window
and see if you can see the man
you picked out from the photo.
Wait there, that's him: Number three.
You sure that's the guy
who gave you the cigar?
Just had a baby girl.
Hey, congratulations.
Thanks.
Yeah, that's the happy father.
Benjamin sutor.
He's new to the system.
He works for an ammo company.
He just got booked three days ago for violating
a restraining order filed by his ex-wife.
Report says she was awarded full
custody of their son, but he's a toddler.
There's no mention of a newborn.
Is it you? Hmm?
You recognize
me, laughing larry?
Hey, I thought you said
he couldn't see me.
He can'T.
Of course not, but
I know who you are.
Yeah, you look the same as you did in all
the comic books I read when I was a kid.
You know, my best friend sam and
I, we never missed one of your ads.
You know what we wanted more
than anything in the entire world?
The narwhal nuclear submarine.
you said it was the most powerful
weapon to sail the seven seas,
that it would dive
the deepest depths,
and that we could search for sunken
treasures beyond our wildest dreams.
Even though it
was only $6.
98,
it was more than either of us
could afford on our own, so
I came up with the
brilliant idea that,
if we saved up, we
could buy it together.
I have to admit I was
a little bit skeptical
when it arrived in the mail and
it was made out of cardboard.
I was unsure that it would do all the
things that you said that it could,
but, uh, but sam wasn'T.
Sam
was sure that it would work.
Sam knew that it would work because
laughing larry had said it would.
So why wouldn't it?
You know, what you forgot
to tell us is that,
uh, is that sam had
to know how to swim.
I lost my best friend
and I swore that I would
never read comic books again
or let my own
son read comic books
or play with toys or
play with other kids,
so I kept him in the
house around the clock.
I was just too afraid that my little
boy was going to get hurt.
So
so your wifetook your son and
filed a protective order against you.
It broke my heart
when they went away.
But I couldn't blame
them, so I blamed him.
Just had a baby girl.
Hey, congratulations.
I'm sorry that an
innocent person died.
Here you go, essex-- glad
we're in business together.
Thanks, larry.
That was not my intention.
I tried to stop
it, but I was too late.
But I swear, for
the rest of my life,
I will pray for one
thing, and that is that you
that you never laugh again.
Okay, come on, let's go.