I'm thinking you'll need help because it's not gonna be easy for a guy like you to get clean, baby.

[The booze is pretty much splayed over Freddy's chin and on his shirt. There isn't anything to lick up but the old man is still at it. Arms around this man, in fact he'll move a little but to pull him into the wall.]

Y'know. Considering where we've been. [Hauling now to the bathroom. Make that two happy fellas. Pink may be low down and sometimes untrustworthy but he somehow or another pulled through.

Although there was that nagging detail of how Freddy just let it be. What could he have done. First jump on in. How many people has he fessed up to that he didn't exactly get along with well? Eames knew the score before the cop detail. It doesn't nag enough to stop him from pressing his mouth to the freckled, dirty skin of his face.]

I'm gonna make you pick that bottle up.