I've seen a lot of people asking for Mary's ending monologues and the songs that play at the end of the episodes. I thought it would be a good idea to have all of them in one spot. And that spot would be here (However, since the mods have already posted the songs for the second season, I won't repost them unless you guys think that will be more convenient).
I don't have every song and monologue, so if any of you remember it or can find them, please post it. I also may be incorrect about a few, so correct me it I am wrong.
This is a developing topic, so after a new episode, post the ending monologue so I can add it.
101: Pilot
My name is Mary. Today's my birthday. And if I ever run into the son of a b***h that promised me a life of excitement and unlimited opportunity as a U.S. Marshal, I'll shoot off both his kneecaps.
102: Hoosier Daddy
The particulars of Vernon McCrory's future involvement in Leo's life -- visitation rights, et cetera, remain to be worked out. But the Billups are forgiving people. And like Vernon, they understand the irresistible pull of family.
103: Never the Bride
I suppose it's possible that happily ever after DOES exist. That is, if you're courageous enough to stand THIS close to someone, without guile, defenseless, and put up with all the crap that goes with it.
104: Trojan Horst
Nietzsche was right. We come into this world alone and we go out of it alone. Perhaps that explains why we spend our time here on Earth so infuriatingly dependent on others.
105: Who Shot Jay Arnstein?
Newton's First Law of Motion states, "Objects in motion tend to remain in motion." We're all objects in motion, unwavering from our course until acted upon by external forces.
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And it was that same Marshall, an agent of univeral order with uncommon insight into human frailty, that blasted Kay Swenson off her lifelong self-involved path and out of the Witness Protection Program.
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As for Jay Arnstein, he was an immoral user of people, a heartless cad, a chiseler, a skinflint. And then, a remarkable thing happened. Jay Arnstein was hit with the stark, graphic realization that he'd caused the one true, pure constant in his life, his North Star, the thing that allowed him to see the good in himself, to stray from her path. It was Marcy's infidelity that made Jay so determined to change, to be a better man. And in the strange, twisty way of cause and effect, it was the shared secret Jay and Marcy kept from each other of her infidelity that opened Marcy's heart to forgiveness and allowed them to move on together to another city and another second chance.
And for others it'll take more than a bullet, or infidelity or financial ruin to effect change.
106: High Priced Spread
At first glance one might suppose me walking into the middle of Chris's gambling problem and the arrival of the FBI letter about my father the gambler to be cosmically connected events -- and who knows, maybe they are. But in the end the whole happenstance versus master plan debate? Probably a big waste of time. All that really matters is that we cross paths at an auspicious time.
Chris was lucky. He got off with a year's suspension, but he'll still be able to play his senior year. As for me, well ...
107: Iris Doesn't Live Here Anymore
People generally think of forgiveness as the flip side of contrition, the obligatory response to an apology. It is not. To forgive is to answer the call of our better angels, and bear our wounds as the cost of doing business. It is that rarest of things, simple and pure, transcendent, without strings.
108: Don of the Dead
According to the gospel of Don, God told Don to free himself and Ruth from the surly bonds of their loveless marriage. He said their union had fulfilled His purpose, and now Don was to leave Ruth with the belief he'd perished so that they might both go out and find happiness on Earth. Don, being the Lord's faithful servant, was loathe to disobey.
Before Don limped off into the desert night, he asked God, "Lord, You have commanded me to be happy, but You haven't told me how. Please, Lord what does it take for two people to be happy?" But the Lord had said all that He would say.
109: Good Cop, Dead Cop
Perhaps the most difficult choices to make are the ones that deny us those things our heart wants most, because, as it's been said, without reason nor prudence, the heart wants what the heart wants, and more often than not, it will not be denied.
110: To Serge With Love
I stare agape at Sunday-in-the-park couples. Sidewalk strollers, fingers laced, heads on shoulders, hearts laid bare. Audacious high-wire artists soaring netless -- oblivious or brave? "Arrogant idiots", I muse from my spectator view, hoping no one hears the screaming inside my head.
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111: Stan By Me
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112: A Fine Meth
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SEASON TWO monologues (Thanks to Mariner for these monologues)
201: Gilted Lily
My addled brain tries to connect the dots, wondering how it is we've come to this place. Cold, stark blue-light lodging, indifferent to hope, desire, love, lacking all but the most basic amenities. ... Perhaps this stainless steel and formaldehyde rest stop stands as a post-mortem reminder ... a kind of finger-wagging, refrigerated warning hung for all to see. ... For those inclined to feed the bears, beat the light, traverse thin ice, run with scissors, get rich quick: Here but for the grace of God goes you.
202: My Humbolt Opinion
I wonder how it can be? All of us quaking cowards, hiding under covers one day, storming beaches the next. Shrinking violets, impossibly frail. Our best days spent unquestioning, hurtling into hailstorms; the rest just spent. Opposite extremes, apt definitions of the same thing -- an inexplicable paradox, perhaps best left in a bowl full of kibble, to be lapped up by Schrodinger's Cat.
203: A Stand-up Triple
One of the most difficult moments in anyone's life is when the fog of childhood lifts and we see, for the first time, our parents as people.
204: Rubble With a Cause
I yearn for blind devotion -- unthinking, unwavering. A cause, a thing, a principle worthy of absolute loyalty. The truth self-medicating, a love unabating, something, anything, to which I relinquish all personal responsibility. Semper fi, 'til death do us part, in nomine patris, let's go Mets. To the true believers, the lucky few: of thee I sing.
205: Aguna Matatala
Mary:[notices Rabbi looking at her] What?
Rabbi: I just wanted to say ... well, families are like puzzles. They fit together in a certain way, and when one of the pieces is missing it throws everything off.
Mary: [confused] Okay, is there a point in there somewhere?
Rabbi: The point ... the point is that I find people, Mary, all kinds of people. No matter how long they've been gone, I find them. So ... just in case ... [hands Mary his card and walks away].
206: One Night Stan
I once dated a man who taught quantum physics. I learned two things that night, the first being: if you ask a quantum physicist to explain how gravity works --not what it is, not how it behaves, but how it works -- he will first talk himself in circles, then wind up crying, and finally, sometime between entree and dessert, call you a bitch and leave.
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The second revelation came as I sat at the bar in morose solitude, pondering the cantilevered relationship between bartender's gut and lower extremities. And this is important so pay attention: before the Big Bang, before time itself ... before matter, energy, velocity ... there existed a single immeasurable state called yearning. This is the special force that on a day before there were days obliterated nothing into everything. It is the unseen strings tying planets to stars. It's the maddening want we feel from first breath to last light.
207: Duplicate Bridges
