

Fritz: “Okay, now, listen. Two days before I got my second D.U.I., I woke up hung over. I’m getting ready for work and I notice my jacket’s still on the couch, my keys are still in the front door, and my gun is missing three bullets.” Brenda: “What?” Fritz: “I go into the garage, I see I’ve shot up the driver’s side of my car. No one was hurt… But what if I had been out on the town? What if I’d been in a hotel? I could’ve killed someone. And here’s the worst part of it. I kept drinking for two more days. Took me getting another D.U.I. before I asked for help. But I only did that because my career was on the line. That’s how dangerous I was.” Brenda: “You’re making it sound like you’re some kind of monster. And you’re not a monster. You’re the most decent person I know.” Fritz: “I’m both, honey. I’m sorry, but I’m both.” The Closer | 6x15
