[narrator] Previously on Fellow Travelers...
[Marcus] Tim's organizing his life.
He wants you to have this.
He doesn't want to hear from you.
[Hawk] Is this milk drinking a habit of yours?
I think my parents were hoping it would make me taller.
[Tim moaning]
-[Hawk] Who's my boy? -[Tim] I am! I am!
[Frankie] Do I scare you?
[Marcus] Why would you scare me?
[Frankie] I can handle myself.
The question is, "Can you handle me?"
[Hawk] Mr. McLeod's our head of security.
[Mr. McLeod] We've begun issuing summons
to those reported or suspected of homosexuality.
Have you ever considered yourself
to be in love with another male?
Pigs out of the Castro! Pigs--
Trying to get yourself killed? Come on!
I've loved a man for 20 years
and lived with the consequences.
Do you have any idea what fucking courage that takes?
Jerome lives with us.
Former student. Homeless when I met him.
Kimberly, there are things about your father
I don't understand.
But I loved the life we made together.
I wish my dad could be as cool as you.
[Tim] Your father loves you the best way he knows how.
Skippy, my boy's dead.
He's dead.
[Tim] I've wasted all this time.
-[Hawk] No. -My life on you.
[Hawk] I have to make a quick trip.
Just two or three days.
The rental agent's coming on Friday.
I'd like you to be home for that.
I will.
Lucy, you're everything to me.
If I was everything,
you wouldn't be going where you're going.
[Tim] You said you know someone connected to the governor.
Convince him to set up a meeting
with the governor's chief of staff.
Skippy, I can't make that call.
I have a family.
I have a right to protect them.
And I have a right not to die!
[Nurse Randy] Tim's had another seizure.
It was severe, but they were able to pull him out of it.
[Tim] I seem to be always searching for something
to lose myself in completely.
It's like we say in seminary,
beyond measure.
I have to go.
I have to get over you.
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier.
[Tim] Hawk.
Promise you won't write.
I won't.
[theme music playing]
[tap running]
[phone ringing]
Yeah.
It's me.
Lucy.
[exhales deeply]
Yeah, I thought it was the hospital.
It's been a rough 48 hours.
-Hawk-- -I'm sorry I haven't called.
Hawk.
I'm here.
Where?
San Francisco.
I didn't hear from you. I was worried.
Is everything all right? Are the kids okay?
No, nothing like that. Everyone's fine.
I was worried about you.
I am worried.
No, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
What about the house?
The movers.
All that's on hold.
I see.
We need to talk.
[indistinct chatter]
[reporter] California Governor George Deukmejian
is being pressured by gay rights advocates
to sign legislation aimed at preventing
AIDS patients from being fired or denied housing.
Look who's here.
Let's take you for a stroll.
Careful with the scarf.
I don't want to go out like Isadora.
[Paul] Mm-hmm.
[reporter] According to the governor,
compassion for victims of AIDS
is not a sufficient reason
to make a significant change in existing law.
He says, "There is too little evidence..."
-Turn it off. -"...that these groups
face discrimination."
[activists on TV] Shame! Shame!
[turns off TV]
Replenished your supplies.
How're you feeling?
I'm seeing my friend this afternoon.
The fundraiser, who knows the governor's chief of staff.
That meeting that you wanted,
that we had the big fight over.
Tim.
I woke up last night, and I didn't know where I was.
I knew I was in a hospital, but I couldn't remember.
I didn't know who I was.
Timothy David Laughlin.
That adorable Catholic boy from Staten Island.
It's not true what they say about vodka.
I can smell it on you.
Really, Hawk?
10:00 in the morning.
I'll let you know how it goes with my friend.
You're welcome, by the way.
What's this?
A do-not-resuscitate order.
There's a chance I could come out
of the next seizure on life support.
The social worker thinks I might want to consider.
What?
I'll be back.
What can I get you?
Something for your throat, a Popsicle?
Sure.
Grape.
I had you pegged for cherry.
Lucy's in town.
She asked if she could see you.
Excuse me.
Tim, I need to change your IV.
♪ pensive music ♪
Too early for me.
Know where my wife is right now?
I give up.
The Fairmont Hotel.
The one in San Francisco.
[chuckling]
I'm glad you think it's funny.
You can't smoke in here, sir.
Christ.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
I think Jerome has the virus.
-What? -He hasn't told me,
but he's been cold to me lately.
I see him whispering with Frankie.
Why won't he tell me?
Boys.
What about 'em?
Well, they never want to talk about what's eating at them.
It's up to you to make the first move.
Before it's too late.
It's not fair.
The kid was just
figuring himself out when it was spreading.
And here I was, finally settled and faithful to Frankie.
And you?
What?
Your test?
Negative.
Son of a bitch.
Still bulletproof.
Yeah.
[exhales deeply]
[announcer on radio] And the kick is wide,
keeping Army in the lead.
We'll pause now to remind our listeners
that the Red Cross is working tirelessly
on behalf of thousands of Hungarian refugees
fleeing the brutal Soviet invasion.
-[Lucy] Who's winning? -Army.
...humanitarian effort by donating--
-You're having a big day. -[turns off radio]
Getting settled in your new study?
Mm. This'll always be your father's study.
-What's this? -A telegram.
It just came for you.
Anything to worry about?
No. It's just the boss dogging me on my day off.
Sweetheart, would you fetch your hardworking husband a beer?
Happy to.
Thanks.
[footsteps receding]
♪ suspenseful music ♪
Mr. Fuller.
Corporal Laughlin.
You broke your promise.
"Promise you won't write." You wrote.
You sent a telegram. Very succinct.
"Hawk. The Hungarian refugees. Do something."
If the Soviets hadn't invaded Hungary,
I might never have heard from you.
I was stuck behind a desk at Fort Polk.
I couldn't do anything, but I knew someone
at the State Department who could.
Still fighting the anti-communism cause.
Yes.
But I didn't expect a job offer.
Well, you don't have the job yet.
Come on.
-[man 1] Good afternoon. -[man 2] Hello.
[Osborne] When Congress passed the Relief Act,
we set up this office to process
as many Hungarian refugees as we can.
How many positions are you looking to fill?
Right now? Just five.
Your application may take some time to process.
But a veteran with your experience
shouldn't have any trouble getting a security clearance.
And you have a better-than-average chance
of being selected, considering you've been
recommended by Mr. Fuller.
He tells me you used to work for Senator McCarthy.
That's right. Yeah.
Those cowards who censured him in '54 were wrong.
History will show.
He's a great American.
[indistinct chatter]
Looks like that went well.
Hawk, getting security clearance,
that's McLeod's department.
The M Unit.
Yeah, you don't have to worry about McLeod.
He's going to be the ambassador to Ireland.
Exposing perverts pays off.
The M Unit's still in business,
but they're running out of steam.
Hey.
You excited about the job?
I am.
I don't know how to thank you.
I could think of a few ways.
That's not what I meant.
The last time you and I...
I had to join the Army to get away from you.
What's next?
The Foreign Legion?
[Tim scoffs]
Thanks for your help.
See you.
I'll let you know when I hear from Osborne.
Thanks.
♪ mellow music ♪
Just right over there.
-[man 1] Sure. -Thank you.
-Here you go, sweetheart. -Thank you.
-[man 1] All right. Right there. -[man 2] Perfect.
-Mm. -What?
He's kicking.
-Can I-- -Don't be afraid to touch.
Wow.
He?
You're sure it's a boy in there?
I have a hunch.
Doesn't every man want a boy?
I just want you and the baby to be healthy.
[man 1] Ma'am?
Right here.
-Oof. [chuckles] -He's going to town there.
[man 2] Excuse me.
Where would you like this?
Right there is perfect.
♪♪♪
We'll get the rest.
[Lucy] Thank you.
[Mary] I'm writing speeches for Representative Sullivan.
-Missouri's own. -[Mary] Mm-hmm.
-She must be a hero of yours. -[Mary] She is.
And I intend to run for her seat someday.
Best part,
I am no longer on the federal government's payroll,
so no risk of the FBI raiding my underwear drawer.
[Mary chuckles]
And you? Have you found something?
I've applied for a position in the Refugee Relief Office.
At State?
And, yes.
Yes, he recommended me.
-Don't worry, he's changed. -Do people change?
I have. I've stopped worshipping false idols.
McCarthy, Bishop Sheen.
Even you-know-who.
Aren't you proud of me?
I got a letter last week from Caroline.
She's married.
Living in Ohio with her husband.
That's her baby.
I wonder sometimes, when it all happened,
if I had offered to leave D.C. with her
and find some cottage somewhere.
We could have been those two eccentric old ladies
that all the busybodies in town whisper about.
The one with all the cats and no husbands.
Have you read The Catcher in the Rye?
-Mm-mm. -There's a line in it.
Something like, "If a kid wants to grab for the gold ring,
you have to let him do it.
If they fall, they fall."
What's the gold ring?
I don't know if Salinger would agree,
but I think it's love.
♪♪♪
I'm here to see a patient, Timothy Laughlin.
Room 511, straight ahead.
[indistinct chatter]
I don't need to wear gloves, do I?
No, you're perfectly safe.
Thank you.
May I?
How are you?
I have KS, recurring seizures,
and my hair is falling out. What else? Um...
Uh, my social worker suggested I sign
a do-not-resuscitate order. How are you?
The government ought to do more about this.
It's terrible.
They could do more.
But people like you would have to pay higher taxes.
My father used to argue for a national healthcare system.
He believed government should take care of its citizens.
So do I.
It's not always wise to judge someone on appearances.
You're right.
This hospital is not what I expected it to be.
It's the only one like it in the country,
where people with AIDS are treated like human beings.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Fuller, but why are you here?
I don't know.
You mean something to my husband.
I suppose I had to see you so I would know.
Know?
How much you mean to him.
Shouldn't you ask him?
Right.
That wouldn't get you anywhere.
No.
[breathes deeply]
My time with Hawk was rushed, with years in between.
You had him most of his life.
But you were always there.
I could never get away from you.
-It's not a contest. -Of course it is.
It always has been.
Then why didn't you leave him?
Because we had a good life.
And children.
And then when Jackson...
You don't want to hear this.
Please.
When Jackson died, it was so unbearable.
The only comfort I had
was knowing that Hawk understood that suffering,
felt the same way.
If I had had to bear that alone,
I wouldn't have lived through it.
I should be going.
Mrs. Fuller, thank you
for coming to see me.
♪ pensive music ♪
[soft piano music playing]
[Hawk] It's a favor for a friend.
He'll settle for anyone on the governor's staff,
but he's really hoping to meet with Lonigan.
-Howard? -Yeah.
Your friend's aiming high.
You raise a lot of money for the governor.
How do you know this friend?
He's actually Lucy's friend.
He just... He wants to have
a civil conversation about this disease.
It's killing an awful lot of people.
Yeah, but it's killing the wrong people,
or the right people,
depending on how you look at it.
How do you look at it?
Helping kids with cancer gives you votes and donations.
Fags with AIDS, who gives a shit?
Besides, they made a choice.
Nobody chooses to get a terminal disease
because they wanted to fuck somebody.
God knows, you put your dick in plenty of holes
back in the day.
Are you taking this personally?
[chuckles]
No. [chuckles] Sorry.
Ah. Lucy is. It's just, uh,
I'm trying to keep the peace at home, you know.
Happy wife, happy life.
It's a big ask, Hawk.
Nobody wants to talk about freaking AIDS.
[waitress] Mm-hmm.
-Two of them. -Just the bill, baby?
[waitress] Mm-hmm.
Oof.
She's young.
[chuckles] What can I say? I like it tight.
Yep. That reminds me
of that congressman's aide at the Republican Convention.
What was that, 1980?
Oh.
Didn't security take her out of your room
in the middle of the night
because the two of you were shit faced
-and making so much noise? -Yeah.
Christ. [chuckles]
Did Linda ever find out about that?
That's low, Hawk.
Even for you.
I'll see what I can do to help Lucy's friend,
but don't get your hopes up.
[reporter] Thousands appeared to pay their respects
to Senator Joseph McCarthy, who died of hepatitis
at Bethesda Naval Hospital on Thursday.
Some 70 senators, Vice President Nixon
and FBI Director Hoover were in attendance.
Tomorrow, McCarthy's body will be moved
to St. Matthew's Cathedral for a Requiem Mass.
[bell tolling]
Sorry.
-[women sobbing] -[low chatter]
[sergeant] Present arms!
[classical music playing]
[woman 1] Rest in peace.
[Miss Addison sobbing]
[man 1] You served our country well, sir.
[woman 2] Rest in peace, Senator.
[man 2] God bless you, sir.
You're Mr. Fuller's friend.
That's right. Do I know you?
Cocksucker!
You don't belong here.
Get out of here!
[man 3] Hey, hey, careful.
Hey. I had a hunch you'd be here.
Come on.
Lucy made me give up my apartment,
so I use this place.
We inherited it after one of Lucy's great uncles passed.
We plan to sell in the fall,
after we've settled with the baby.
What do you do here, exactly?
Read, listen to music.
What a man does when he gets the chance to be alone.
Alone?
I'm the epitome of marital fidelity.
Can I get you a beer?
Sure.
There's milk, if you change your mind.
[bottles opening]
[Tim] Charles Mingus.
Yeah, Lucy hates jazz.
It's Brahms or Cole Porter at our house.
Although I suspect, when I'm not home,
she puts on that Elvis character.
Cheers.
You're happy.
Happy within reason.
So, tell me what's bothering you.
You can't be grieving for Tail Gunner Joe.
At the end, I saw McCarthy for what he was.
A rabble rouser, demagogue.
[Tim exhales deeply]
So why do I feel like I've lost someone?
Because you knew him.
And you're a decent person.
He believed in something. He had ideals.
And even if they were misguided, he held them with passion.
I used to have passion like that.
Does the bathroom work?
Yeah, it's... down there.
The epitome of marital fidelity.
I try.
You bring men here?
You'd be the first.
Don't believe you.
Shut up and drink your milk.
[Hawk exhales deeply]
♪ mellow music ♪
[both breathing heavily]
The Army made a man out of my Skippy.
-Yeah, it did. -Yeah.
♪♪♪
He's all grown up now.
I am.
I want you to fuck me.
[both breathing heavily]
♪ up-tempo music ♪
[Hawk grunting]
-[Tim grunting] -Oh, shit!
Oh, God!
[both panting]
I'll check with Osborne about your application.
[Tim] Is that a bribe?
To get me to come back?
Do I have to bribe you to come back?
No.
I knew this was going to happen the minute I opened your letter.
Leave a message for me at the Y.
I'll meet you here whenever you want.
Better.
I'll leave the key on the frame above the door.
Come when you like.
I promise I won't be any trouble.
I don't have any expectations.
I have plenty.
[Lucy] I can't find it, Hawk.
I think it's at the cleaner's.
It's okay, Luce. I'll wear the light blue.
[Lucy] Wait. Here it is.
I might have to give it a quick press.
What?
I'm going to give it a quick press.
Thanks, sweetheart.
[sighs] Oh, fuck.
[breathes deeply]
[knocking at door]
-May I come in? -[Lucy] Of course.
[vacuum whirring in distance]
-Hi. -Hi.
Would you like a soda?
Thanks.
[can opens, soda pouring]
[clears throat] So you...
You talked to Tim.
I did.
I'm sorry that I've been away for so long.
I shouldn't have left you hanging.
I know that the move's been stressful.
If we have to,
we'll push things back a week or two.
I'll let the office know. I'll make some excuse.
I'm not moving to Italy.
What are you talking about?
I'm not moving.
The kids are in D.C.
My life is there.
I have to go to Italy.
-It's my job. -I know.
But I'm not going with you.
I can't.
Okay. Then I won't go.
You don't understand.
-I'll put in for retirement. -Hawk--
-And you and I can make-- -Hawk.
When you first came out here, I didn't mind.
Tim means something to you.
You deserve a chance to say goodbye.
And I thought...
God forgive me.
When he dies, it will be over.
The two of you.
And you and I can have our life together
in a way we never had it.
Free of him.
[clears throat] But now I know
it will never be over.
I'll fly home tomorrow, if that's what you want.
-That's not-- -Today. Whatever you need.
No, Hawk. Stop.
You have unfinished business here.
You need to see it through.
Come home when you're ready, but when you do,
I don't think I'll be there.
I have to leave for the airport.
I moved up my flight.
I will stay with Kimberly and Mark for a while.
You're not going to throw away
thirty years of marriage just like that.
We have a family.
-Grandbabies. -What about desire?
Like the kind you had for Tim.
-Lucy-- -I have lived my whole life
not knowing what it's like to be desired.
Do you have any idea how lonely that's been?
♪ melancholy music ♪
Look, we are going to work this out.
We always do.
Goodbye, Hawk.
-[door opens] -Luce.
Luce.
[door closes]
[Marcus grunts]
[Marcus chuckles]
That's game.
Run it back. Your ball.
Jerome.
Take it out!
What's going on with you?
You've been avoiding me.
I can't get more than two words out of you.
-Just fucking play. -No.
What's going on with you? Tell me what's wrong.
-Nothing. -Tell me what's wrong.
-Nothing. -Cut the bullshit.
I'm fucking positive!
You happy now?
Don't.
Don't. Just... don't.
-I'm sorry. -It's not...
-It's not about you. -It is about me.
It's about you, it's about me.
Don't you understand that by now?
I was so fucking stupid.
It's my fault.
I... I shouldn't have fucked around.
I should have been more careful.
-Stupid. -No, no, no.
-It's too fucking-- -You're young.
You have the right to explore.
You're Black in a country
that will try to convince you you ain't shit.
You're gay, and your own people may never accept you.
But listen to me, and hear this.
You're innocent.
You are...
innocent.
[Marcus] Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Say it.
Go on, say it.
-I'm innocent. -You're innocent.
You're innocent.
I'm innocent.
-I'm innocent. -You're innocent.
Innocent. You're innocent.
[Jerome sobbing]
[Marcus breathes deeply]
You're innocent.
[Roger] Paul's the social one, believe it or not.
-[Tim] Mm. -Well, he loves to dance.
Oh, we used to dance all the time.
Paul's a terrific dancer.
[footsteps approaching]
Did we get the meeting?
It doesn't look good.
[Roger] We took tango lessons.
We were one of two gay couples in the class.
No one cared.
That's San Francisco.
How long have you two been together?
Seventeen years.
[chuckles]
We were... We were babies when we met.
Oh.
I don't know if it was love at first sight,
but we met in college
and moved in together right away.
We haven't been apart for more than a week since.
♪ What chance would I have ♪
♪ Why let the fire start? ♪
♪ I long to know ♪
♪ The thrill of your sweet embrace ♪
♪ Yet when we're face to face ♪
♪ I just look at you ♪
♪ I long to know ♪
♪ The thrill of your sweet embrace ♪
♪ Yet when we're face to face... ♪
It's funny.
[Hawk] What?
When I get that job...
we'll be colleagues.
We'll see each other every day.
[murmuring]
[Hawk] Skippy.
[murmuring]
Skippy.
What?
You were making noises.
I was worried.
-[Tim] I'm okay. -All right.
I'm cold.
-Hawk. -Yeah?
Hawk, the do-not-resuscitate-order...
I'm not gonna sign it.
If something happens to me, I want them to bring me back.
I wanna fight.
Good.
I'm glad.
[murmuring]
-I'll get the nurse. -No. Don't.
Don't go.
♪ mellow music ♪
[breathing shakily]
Here.
It's all right, buddy.
♪♪♪
[Tim grunting]
That better?
-Oh, yeah. -[chuckles]
I feel like I'm fading away.
I'm disappearing a little every day.
-No, I'm here. -[Tim grunts softly]
I've got you.
[Tim grunts]
[Hawk] Come on, Dave.
I can't get Lonigan to meet with your friend.
Listen, if this was about the joke I made,
I was just kidding around.
AIDS is a touchy issue for the governor right now.
Look, there's this thing, a fundraiser gala.
I could get you a couple tickets.
-When? -Friday night.
Lonigan'll be there.
I can arrange for you to have five minutes with him.
Maybe he'll agree to see Lucy's friend at some point.
At some point? No, that's not good enough.
I promised him, Dave!
You don't understand.
I owe him.
It's the best I can do.
You said Lucy was in town. Bring her.
[Hawk] Skippy.
I don't suppose you happen to own a tuxedo.
[exhales deeply]
[reporter on TV] Roy Cohn, the lawyer and right-hand man
to the late Senator Joseph McCarthy
during the infamous Red Scare of the 1950s, is dead.
Cohn died today in Bethesda, Maryland, at the age of 59.
The causes were a heart attack and complications
from the HTLV-III virus, which is thought to cause AIDS.
The last two decades of his career were marred--
Roy Cohn died.
Guess that fucker was human after all.
-[Marcus] Hmm. -What do you think?
It's just about Tim's size.
Ah, got this too.
Not officially black tie, but...
What?
It's always been you.
Me?
You've always been the stronger one.
Always.
He told you?
It's gonna be okay.
I... I just don't want to let him down.
You won't, baby.
We won't.
[Jerome] We're here.
Do you think Hawk has any idea what he's getting into?
Not a clue.
-[Hawk] Almost there. -[Tim coughs]
There. You okay?
-All right. -There he is, big guy.
-There you go. -Thank you.
[Hawk] Lucy.
Hey.
What are you doing home?
Well, your mother left word for me.
-The doctor was here? -I had a little scare,
but it turned out to be nothing.
Helen said you'd been feeling ill all week.
You know how she exaggerates.
I'm uncomfortable, but that's natural,
and it's only a few hours a day.
You never said anything.
I tried you at the office but you were out.
-Yesterday? -Yesterday.
And the day before.
I'm fine.
It's a woman's job to worry about the baby.
You have your work, I have mine.
Go on. Go back to the office.
Shoo.
All right.
I'll see you at dinner, then.
Of course.
♪ pensive music ♪
I'm sorry.
♪♪♪
[knocking at door]
Mr. Fuller. Senate Affairs.
[Hawk] That's right.
What can I do for you? [clears throat]
It's about a fellow who's getting close to a job
in the Hungarian Refugee Relief program.
His name?
Timothy Laughlin.
And the issue is?
He's got a few problems in the area
you once questioned me about.
[Tim] Osborne's office sent me this letter.
I don't satisfy their security considerations.
You know what that means? Somebody's told them that--
Shh. Calm down.
Honest, Mary. Mary?
I don't understand.
I have lived a perfectly clean life in the Army.
There isn't a soul in Washington who knows.
It was Hawkins.
No, that's impossible.
He came to see me last night.
He wanted me to tell you.
That's why I invited you to lunch.
He reported you to the M Unit.
I don't understand.
He wanted to do it now before you got the job,
so there won't be an investigation.
They'll just... You will be...
Be banned from working for the federal government
for the rest of my life.
He knew how much I wanted that job.
Why?
You'd become inconvenient.
No.
-He isn't like that. -He is.
He is exactly like that.
-I have to see him. -You can't.
Lucy went into labor.
They've been at Sibley Memorial all night.
[pop song playing]
[Hawk] Thanks.
♪ I can dream about you ♪
♪ If I can't hold you tonight... ♪
Here you go.
♪ I can dream about you... ♪
What?
It feels like we're on a date.
I should warn you, I may make a pass.
A girl can hope, can't she?
Parts?
Oh. There's Dave.
You ready?
Yeah.
All right, all right.
[Tim clears throat]
[Dave] Nice to see you. So glad you could come.
Enjoy the evening.
-[Hawk] Dave. -Hawk.
Lucy couldn't make it, so I brought the friend
-I was telling you about. -Ah.
Dave Holm. Tim Laughlin.
Nice to meet you.
We're looking forward to meeting Mr. Lonigan.
Maybe even the governor, if he makes an appearance.
-I'm not sure Howard's here. -He's right there.
[Dave] Oh, right.
Well, I don't want to interrupt him right now.
Maybe later. But, uh, I can't make any promises.
Dave, he came all this way to meet Lonigan--
-It's fine. -We're not leaving.
It's fine.
We'll wait.
I'm gonna get some air.
Look, Hawk,
the governor's gonna veto the AIDS bill anyway,
so introducing Lucy's friend to Lonigan,
-it's a waste of time. -Oh.
-No hard feelings. -Me?
None.
-Just to be clear... -What the fuck?
Tim isn't Lucy's friend.
He's my friend.
He just got out of the hospital.
I was there with him the whole time.
I climbed into his bed and held him.
Great party, Dave.
-You okay? -Yeah.
Skippy.
A long time ago, I did something to hurt you.
And I think, even being in your life hurt you
-in some way. -Hawk.
You don't have...
[Tim sighs]
I spent most of my life waiting for God to love me.
And then I realized the only thing that matters
is I love God.
It's the same with you.
I have loved you my whole life.
I've never loved anyone but you.
You were my great, consuming love.
And most people don't get one of those.
I did.
I have no regrets.
♪♪♪
Mm. Would you look at that?
Hmm?
In public, and the world didn't come to an end.
[Tim coughs]
[Marcus] Tim.
What are you doing here?
I'll take your badge.
Marcus is going inside with me.
He needs your badge to get in.
I don't understand.
I knew Lonigan would refuse to see us.
And we'd never get close to the Governor.
And then...
I invited you to the gala.
I mean, it was very convenient.
[Hawk and Tim chuckle]
I think I've been used.
A little.
All right.
Hey. Give us a minute?
Look, whatever you're up to,
and I don't want to know all the details,
I'll wait for you.
No. You need to go home.
Where you belong.
No.
It's not...
I want to stay.
I have to fight this fight.
That means letting go of everything else.
And if you're around, I will not be able to let go.
But I wanna show up for you.
Go home, Hawk.
Please.
Make it easy for me.
♪ mellow music ♪
Hey, Skippy.
Promise you won't write.
[chuckles]
I won't.
♪♪♪
[Lonigan] Thank you.
I'm honored to be representing
Governor Deukmejian tonight,
a candidate who can lead this party and this state
into the 21st century.
Governor Deukmejian is grateful
for your support tonight, ladies and gentlemen.
And I hope you will do everything you can
to help keep him in his seat as California's governor.
Your help is essential
in securing the gains we've made
and keeping this great state moving forward.
♪ suspenseful music ♪
[buzzes]
[Lonigan] And our governor is a champion
of the opportunity society of the future.
♪♪♪
[Tim] Uh, the Fullers. They just had a baby. Where--
Mr. Fuller went home to change,
and I believe Mrs. Fuller is resting.
[exhales deeply]
All right, one moment. Let me go and check.
-[exhales deeply] -[baby crying]
-Let's go. -[Lonigan] Governor Deukmejian
is grateful--
-Excuse me. Gentleman-- -[woman 1] Get it.
-[man 1] I got it. -Excuse me.
What are you people doing?
[bodyguard] This way, sir.
[woman 1] I got it. Here.
-[man 1] All right. -[woman 1] Yes. Got it.
-[man 1] Ready? -[woman 1] Yes.
[whistle blowing]
Three thousand Californians with HIV have died.
But Governor Deukmejian
continues to veto legislation to protect us.
We're not dying from AIDS,
we're dying from indifference.
Our government is killing us!
AIDS funding now!
[activists] Our government is killing us!
AIDS funding now!
Our government is killing us!
AIDS funding now!
♪♪♪
♪ Love is overtaking me ♪
♪ And my heart ♪
♪ Pounds out your name in the night ♪
Lucy.
♪ It's the same when I see you cry ♪
♪ And it's waking my heart up ♪
♪ And it's breaking my heart ♪
♪ But mostly, taking it over ♪
♪ Like the sun shines gloriously ♪
♪ Through the sky ♪
♪ I know it seems like we just met ♪
♪ Oh, but it's so different now ♪
♪ Is it so different now? ♪
♪ Is it so... ♪
Our government is killing us! AIDS funding now!
Our government is killing us!
AIDS funding now!
♪ I know you're shivering and you're wet ♪
♪ Oh, but won't you please lie still? ♪
♪ Won't you please lie still? ♪
♪ Oh, it's just the way I feel ♪
♪ Just the way I feel ♪
♪ melancholic music ♪
[low chatter]
[chuckles softly]
Dad?
You found him?
It's beautiful.
From what you've told me, it really suits your friend.
Yeah.
It does.
[Hawk exhales deeply]
-Sweetheart. -Hmm?
He wasn't my friend.
He was the man I loved.
♪ uplifting music ♪
♪♪♪