Six Feet Under - - Season 5eps12

In the basement, David was working. He wasn't preping a body; he was scrubbing. He scrubbed the prep table until his knuckles were raw, trying to wash away the phantom image of his own face on a corpse—the vision he’d had during the funeral. Rico walked in, dressed in a sharp suit, looking like a man who finally owned his own life.

She got back in the car, turned up the music, and drove toward the lights of a city she hadn't met yet, leaving the ghosts of Los Angeles in the rearview mirror, exactly where they belonged. Six Feet Under - Season 5Eps12

Rico nodded, a slow, respectful smile spreading across his face. "It’s a good legacy, David. But it doesn’t have to be yours forever." In the basement, David was working