Homicide Story: Hot Coffin Sex and 11 Cents. Pt. 1

Power plays, desperation and freedom on parade.

Zoole is a lot.

People usually cringe.

If they’ve never seen the episode where Emma Zoole and Bayliss tumble into a coffin, gorging on each other, lustily ripping off cheap ties, polyester slacks, and black, slinky things - then their faces tend to wad up a bit if I mention sex in a coffin.

Especially during a meal.

They will seem conflicted like they’re trying to wipe out an unsavory image that popped into their imagination while still holding on to the sex of it all.

On the other hand, the same person (or their friend, who’s quietly inhaling a smash burger) could go on about that scene where Bayless robs a liquor store, over being short eleven cents. They’ve usually watched this on YouTube a few times like it’s a stand-alone and exists without the sex or the coffin. Which it can.

But, for me, none of that matters because that’s not how I remember any of it. For me, when I talk about those episodes, I’m only talking about one thing.

Freedom.