Senior: I hear you were with the good Reverand Jamison. He coming to? Laurie [shakes her head]: No. He gave me something for you, though. He says he's sorry he didn't put you in his fucking book. Senior: Who torched it? Laurie: Your son. Is he here? Senior: Right now, he's off having himself a think. Laurie: About what? Senior: We asked him to die. Again.