Mr. Ward, how would you like to make fifty million dollars?
This should be a simple in and out.
They’re not what you think they are. They’re smarter. They’re faster. They’re organized.
-There’s a god damn zombie tiger. -That’s crossing the line.
The world is changing.
...so I guess I’m going to have to change with it.
He’s not even close to being ready.
Everything you do is a reflection on this family.
You have to be the ideal.
911...
My neighbor Jane, she’s been stabbed.
Don’t go looking into other people’s houses.
You have never met my wife.
Your meds can cause hallucinations.
I’m not hallucinating.
When you were born, I thought of all the scenes of your life.
Dating a beautiful girl, someone just like your mother.
I even imagined being mad at you for things any kid does,
But I never saw anything like this.
He’s a monster!
Sorry, but I’m afraid you don’t qualify for this list.
What if you team me up with a local fisherman?
...doesn’t have to be anybody even good.
Here’s the deal, you and three of your least annoying orphans will be on my boat
for the competition.
Here we go!
Wow.
It’s like a kind of door opens up out there, and I figure it leads to some other world,
trapped inside our own.
By the way, my mojo is back.
Isn’t that great?
That’s enough!
Dad...
Would you please pass me the salt?
Do I need to explain to you what salt does to your body?
I will not cry at your funeral.
But you’re coming, right?
I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Make sure you sit in the front row so I can see your crusty mug from my casket.
I actually thought I was done dealing with my C.P., but it still trolls me all the time.
What are you working on?
I’m actually having writer’s block. You know, it’s harder to create when you’re happy.
You’re not happy. I’ts been two months since you spoke to your mother.
I think you really just need to listen to your heart,
and a little bit of your penis, but mostly your heart.
Tonight we’re going to go on Facebook, and I’m going to show them the life they could have had,
if their mama had married Dante.
Why don’t you take the kids down to the animal shelter,
and show them the life that you could have had if you hadn’t chewed through that cage.
He is David Burkowitz, the man police to be the Son of Sam.
The sketches don’t add up.
You’re not going to mistake Burkowitz for being six feet tall and blond.
The worst serial killer in New York City didn’t do it on his own. This is fricking huge.
There are lots of people offering secrets to make money quick.
If you’re going to make it, you need the right mindset.
If you’re not thinking big, you’re not getting big.
Every generation had their own version of that guy.
We’re actually wired to trust,
but it also means that we’re susceptible to bad actors.
I’m Steven Satterfield.
I’m a food writer who studied as a chef,
and worked as a sommelier for over a decade.
I’m on a journey to uncover the stories of African American food,
and meet the new generation preserving our history.
Are you familiar with the phrase, high on the hog?
Yes I am.
I was frozen in terror.
This thing was putting up a fight.
It didn’t want to go.
There was an evil in that house. It wanted blood.
That was one of the worst nights of my life.
Aagghh, it attacked me!
Oh my goodness!
What are you guys doing here?
-Yay! -Awesome!
Wow!
Everyone, I want you to meet Trash Truck.
-Yay! -Wow!
There are...
I am Carmilla of Styria.
I’m going to take everything from everybody.
The whole world has gone crazy.