Hello? Yes. This is Detective Stern with the Arson Unit. We have some new information about the incident at your former condo. Yes? I don't know if you�re aware, but it seems that someone sprayed Freon into your front door lock, then tapped it with a chisel to shatter the cylinder. No, I wasn't aware of that at all. I am Jack�s cold sweat. Does this sound strange to you? Uh, yes, sir. Strange. Very strange. The dynamite- Dynamite? Left a residue of ammonium oxalate potassium chloride. Do you know what this means? No. What does it mean? It means it was homemade.
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Take the rest of the day off. Come back Monday with some clean clothes. Get yourself together. I got right in everyone's hostile little face. Yes, these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I'm comfortable with that. I... am enlightened.
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Now, listen. Can't have you talking to her about me. Why would I talk to her- You say anything about me or what goes on in this house to her or to anybody, we're done. Now, promise me. OK. You promise? - Yeah, I promise. - Promise. I just said I promise. That's 3 times you promised.
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Who-Who the fuck do you think you are, you crazy little shit?
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No, I didn't. Never? No.
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- Aah! Ohhh! Ohh! - Ow!
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Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!
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Ohh!
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OK.
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I'm sorry. This is just coming as quite a shock to me, sir. See, whoever set this homemade dynamite could've blown out your pilot light days before the actual explosion. The gas was just the detonator. Who would go and do such a thing? I'll ask the questions. Tell him. Tell him the liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perception. Excuse me. Are you there? No, I am listening. It's a little hard to know what to make of all this. Have you recently made enemies with anyone who might have access to homemade dynamite? - Enemies? - Reject the basic assumption of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions. Son, this is serious. Yes, I know it's serious. I mean that. Yes, it's very serious. Look, nobody takes this more seriously than me. That condo was my life. OK? I loved every stick of furniture in that place. That was not just a bunch of stuff that got destroyed. It was me! I'd like to thank the Academy. Is this not a good time for you? Just tell him you fuckin' did it. Shhh! Tell him you blew it all up. That's what he wants to hear. Are you still there? Wait. Are you saying that I'm a suspect? No, no. I may need to talk to you a little further, so how about you just lettin' me know if you�re gonna leave town? OK? OK.
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Once the tallow hardens, we skim off a layer of glycerin. If you were to add nitric acid, you got nitroglycerin. If you were then to add sodium nitrate and a dash of sawdust, you got dynamite. Yeah, with enough soap, we could blow up just about anything. Tyler was full of useful information. Now, ancient peoples found that clothes got cleaner when they washed them at a certain point in the river. - You know why? - No. Human sacrifices were once made on the hills above this river. Bodies burned. Water seeped into the wood and ashes to create lye. This is lye, the crucial ingredient. Once it mixed with the melted fat of bodies, a thick, white, soapy discharge crept into the river. May I see your hand, please? What is this? This... is chemical burn. Uh-Aah! Aah! It'll hurt more than you've ever been burned, and you will have a scar. If meditation worked for cancer, it could work for this. Stay with the pain. Don't shove to center. No, no! Oh, God! Look at your hand. The first soap was made from the ashes of heroes, Like the first monkey shot into space. Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothin'. I tried not to think of the the words "sear" or "flesh." Stop it! This is your pain. This is your burning hand. It's right here. I'm going to my cave. I'm going to my cave and find my power animal. No! Don't deal with it the way those dead people do! Come on! I get the point! OK! Please! No. What you're feeling is premature enlightenment.
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I got this dress at a thrift store for $1.00. It was worth every penny. It's a bridesmaid's dress. Someone loved it... intensely for one day... then tossed it. Like a Christmas tree... so special... then... bam... it's on the side of the road... tinsel still clinging to it... Like a sex crime victim... underwear inside out... bound with electrical tape. Well, then it suits you. You can borrow it sometime.