All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S11E05 - Keeping Abreast (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

Previously on "NYPD blue"...

Witnesses say your dad
was at your mom's apartment.

Don't mean he killed her.

You're trying to protect a guy
who took your mom away.

He's my dad.
He hasn't been there for you
your whole life.

He ain't gonna be there
now, either.

You're at a critical time.

If you want to move towards
good things, I can help you.

What's the catch?
There's no catch.

I'm not gonna rat out
my dad.
I'm not asking you to.

Please don't shoot me,
detective.

You can't do that, Jen.
I just wanted
to surprise you.

You can't do that.

Can I just tell you
what kind of crazy night I had?

This guy, completely drunk,

decides to streak
through his neighbor's house.

He doesn't see
the sliding glass door.

He goes right through it.
Jen.

I'm sorry, I'm still wired
from working a double shift

and drinking
about two gallons of coffee.

I know you have to get to work,
but can I sleep here?

That's fine, but you're clear on
not sneaking in, right?

That's for your sake.

I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.

You know, I have the perfect way
of making it up to you.

Yeah?

Only if you're up
for a little spice.

Like what?

You'll find out
when you get home tonight.

Looks like I'm gonna
find out now.

Well, tonight'll be better.

But in the meantime...

I'll start a canvass.

She heard the d. O. A.'S
cats crying.

She has a key.

No enemies
that the neighbor knew of.

Hey, Diane.
Hey.

Hey.hey.

What are you doing here?

Communications
notified me.

The details here match
a homicide I caught in Brooklyn.

Just making sure
they're not related.

Angela Pratt, strangled,
signs of sexual assault,

no forced entry,
that's all we got.

But she was strangled
with blue and white clothesline?

Yeah.
She hit in the back
of the head?

Yeah, there's
some dried blood there.

Any needle marks
on the inside of her arms?

Mine was shot up
with ketamine.

Hard to tell.

How long ago was yours?
Three weeks.

Let's just wait on the rape kit
and toxicology

before we go putting this out
as some kind of serial killer.

Any leads?

Mine was last seen leaving
the time bar over on second.

Killed later that night.

That's the bar
with the new trendy hotel.

The helix.

Diane,
you can stay if you want,

or I can call you when we got
a better idea what the deal is.

Time bar.

Maybe I
should stay.
Yeah.

We just got this
new assignment yesterday,

where we need help
with an adult.

I'm right here.
Name it.

The deal is,
the adult we know

has to write a three-page paper
on the city government.

Then he gives it
to the student. That's me.

Then I turn it in
along with the work I do.

It's like
a group-project thing.

Nice try.

Will you help me write it,
at least?

I'll help you
get to the library.

You know the deal,
Michael.

You hold up your end,
I'll hold up mine.

My dad came by.

Yeah?

Where? Your school
or your foster home?
School.

He wanted to know what
was going on, so I told him.

You told him
where you live?

No, 'cause I don't need him
coming by there.

That'd be drama.

Yeah, that would be.

I told him about you,
how you been lookin' out for me.

How'd he take that?

Not too good.

Should I not have
said anything?

Michael, I'm not trying
to keep you from him,

but there's a reason
the court pulled his
rights as a parent.

If he starts getting
in the mix, I don't think
it's gonna be good for you.

I know.

Damn.

You just got here.

Yeah, I know,
but I gotta hit it.

You get your breakfast,
though, all right?

Meet for dinner, then?

Yeah, that's perfect.
Um, 6:00?

I been holding up my end.

I know you have.

I'll see you tonight.

Don't be late for class.

She was out at the time bar

celebrating a co-worker's
promotion, left at midnight.

M.e. Put her time of death
around 2:00 a. M.

Medavoy:
And she left alone?
Yeah.

No forced entry
to her apartment?
No.

Sequence looks like she was hit
in the back of the head,

then shot up with ketamine,

raped, assailant wore a condom,
then strangled.

No prints, no DNA?

Nothing.

How much of that
matches ours?

All of it, except the ketamine
and the condom.

M.e. Said
he'd put a rush on it.

Our d. O. A.
Withdrew 60 bucks

a block away from the time bar
two nights ago.

Still, before we get everybody
at 1pp in a frenzy,

let's wait on the report
to make certain.

They're connected.

There's a possible arson
on fourth and "d."

You and Greg.

Connie and Rita, I want you
helping out on this homicide.

Lieutenant, my boss wanted me
to run with this with you guys.

You can work
with Andy and John,

but I don't have
a desk for you.

No problem.

Welcome back.

We're gonna go
down to the bar,

show the d. O. A.'S
picture around.

We'll work on
getting her phone dump,

see if she had any men
in her life.

Just so you know, the owner
of the hotel, James carlin,

real pain in the ass.

So am I.

Great seeing you again,
detective.

You too, John.

I'm looking for a bartender
working here two nights ago.

I was.

Angela Pratt.

Looks kind of familiar.

Did you happen to notice
who she was hanging out with?

I pay attention
to making drinks.

When I was investigating
that dead girl

who was in here
three weeks ago,

you gave me some line
about the hotel's policy

to respect the privacy
of the guests.

I told you that before I knew
that chick was murdered.

She was murdered,
too.

Are we done
with the bullshit,

or you want to do your act down
at the station house?

I remember the face.

I don't know
who she was here with.

Carlin, the owner.

All right,
you guys go ahead.

You guys hungry, thirsty?
It's on me.

There's been another homicide,
Mr. Carlin.

Girl was in here
two nights ago.

So far, that's the last
anyone saw her.

You think this is related
to the other one?

Right. We need a list
of the employees that
worked two nights ago.

If both these women had
city bus transfers on them,

would you turn the transit
authority upside down, too?

Do you know how many people
come through this hotel?

This needs to happen.
The sooner, the better.

And go ahead and advise
your employees

that respecting
the privacy of the guests

doesn't apply here.

Fine, but I want your
assurance this'll be
handled discreetly.

We got it.

I employ a lot of people,
generate a lot of money--

we got it.

I'll get you the list.

Talked to the d. O. A.'S
supervisor at her job.

D.O.A. was dating
a co-worker.

He's on his way in.

I got Michael daly
from the daily news

asking about
the time bar murders.

Probably one of the hotel
employees dropped the dime.

You tell him
about the m.E. Report?

Ketamine
in the d. O. A.'S system.

Traces of latex
and spermicide.

The perp wore a condom.

We already knew
they were connected.

Now downtown knows. They're
pushing for a task force.

Don't let them turn this

into a multi-department
pissin' match.

That can all be solved
by clearing this.

We're on this, boss.

Chief of detectives.

I gotta take this.

This is Diane.

So what are we doing?

Let's start making
phone calls till the
boyfriend gets here.

Let's go divvy.

Anybody see anything?

A homeless guy
camping out in there.

Where is he?

There he goes.

Great.
He d. O. A.?

No, but he got burnt
pretty bad.

He give you anything
when you arrived?

He said he saw a white kid
sneak in the back

about 10 minutes
before the fire.

Did he know him?
No.

Anybody else hurt?
Nope.

Excuse me? Excuse me?

You the detecti?

Yeah.yeah.

I got some information.
Go ahead.

I own that bodega
right there.

About a half-hour
before I hear the fire truck,

I sell a lighter to a kid.

I don't recognize him
from the neighborhood.

Can you describe him?

Yeah, he's a skinny
white kid,

one of those "pissed off,

daddy don't love me" types,
you know?

Was this kid
with anybody else?

No, I don't know.

He said he wanted to buy
cigarette

and a hustler magazine.

But when I asked him
for the I. D.,

he said forget about it,
he just buy the lighter.

You got video in there?

Yeah, sure, I got video.

We're gonna need
the tape.
You got it.

How long did you
and Angela date?

Six and a half months.

We're very sorry.

I'm still in shock.

When's the last time
you saw her, al?

At work, two days ago.

She say
what her plans were?

She was supposed to come over
for dinner,

but then she canceled
because her friend Brooke

was going through a break-up.

Brooke's last name?
Dabore.

Did Angela say anything
about going to the time bar?

No.

And you never heard
from Angela again?

That night, I did.

When?

Midnight.

You called her?
I went by her apartment.

And?

I hadn't heard from her,

and she wasn't answering
her phone, so I went by.

What'd you guys talk about?

Nothing.
I just made sure she was okay.

She said she wasn't
feeling well,

and she'd call me tomorrow,
so I went home.

She looked all right? She wasn't
nervous about anything?

I didn't actually see her.

She wouldn't open the door.

Al, if I go over
to my girlfriend's place

and she won't open the door,
something's up.

She said
she wasn't feeling well.

Or she was with another guy,
or she was in danger,

or you're not
telling US the truth.

It didn't sound like
she was in danger,

and I am telling you
the truth.

Hey.

He says the d. O. A.
Went out that night
with a Brooke dabore,

and she told him
they went to the movies

'cause Brooke needed counseling
over a break-up.

Brooke's listed
in the d. O. A.'S address book,

so we'll get her in.

Anything from the employees
at the time bar?

Nothing yet. I crossed off
who I called on the list.

On the surveillance
photo of the kid who
bought the lighter?

A cop over at the 2-3
recognized him, a curt Ackerman.

He says Ackerman goes to school
with his son.

Bring him in.

We'll keep calling
the bar employees.

You can use Connie's desk.

I've gotta head out
for a little bit, Andy.

I'll be about an hour
or so.

Another case.
It's important.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks for coming in,
miss dabore.

So, you went out with Angela
two nights ago?

Yeah, we went to the time bar
to have some drinks.

And Angela was consoling you
over some break-up?

No, that's what she told
her boyfriend, al.

She just wanted to go out.

How long were you
at the bar?

An hour or so.

I went to the bathroom, and when
I came back, Angela said,

"don't look now,
but there's this cute guy

flirting with me at the bar."

I told her I had to get up early
for work.

Did she stay?
Yeah.

Did you see the guy
when you left?

He was probably about 30,
nice hair, cute.

And then Angela called me
a little before midnight

from her apartment.

She told me they had sex.

She mention his name?

I'm, like, 90% sure
she said rich,

and she said he was
from out of town.

Anything else about him?

She said he had a--

Had the guy
already left her place?

No, he was
using the bathroom.

She didn't seem scared
or agitated?

No, after she told me
he had a small unit,

she kind of laughed
and said she had to go.

Were Angela and her boyfriend,
al, having problems?

No, Angela's getting
kind of restless

'cause al's just too nice.

So this guy, rich,
she took home,

that's who killed her?

We certainly want to find him
and have a conversation.

I should have made her
go home,

but when she has
three cosmos,

she just goes
into hook-up mode, and--

we're very sorry.

Where you been today,
curt?

Home sick.

The whole time?
Yeah.

Is there a problem?

This photo was taken
from a surveillance camera

at a bodega
on fourth and "d."

I believe that's you, curt.
What were you doing?

Answer him, curt.

I was trying to buy
some cigarettes.

Why so far
from your house?

A friend from school told me
they don't card at that market.

And where'd you go
after that?

Home.

I went shopping.
He must have snuck out.

I'm so disappointed
in you, young man.

Sorry, mom.

What about the parent/child
honesty contract?

I know. I'm sorry.
I won't do it again.

There was a small fire
at an abandoned building

across the street
from that market

about a half-hour
after that photo was taken.

It wasn't me, no way.

Our son wouldn't do--

did you have
anything to do with a fire?

No, I swear.

What time
did you get home?

10:30.

He's telling the truth.
I remember checking on him.

Were you with
any friends today?
No.

Curt, if you know anything about
how this fire started--

he already told you
he doesn't.

And you saw him
at home at 10:30?

He was home at that time,
I'm positive.
All right.

If we have any follow-up
questions, we'll be in touch.

Come on, curt.

So, boss, nobody with
the first name rich or Richard

was staying at the hotel
that night.

Found one guy named Richard
bought a meal at the restaurant,

but he's a 50-year-old black
male who was with his wife.

One Richard who was an employee
of the hotel.

Got a shaved head, and he didn't
punch out till 2:00 a. M.

Do we know anything else
about this guy

other than rich with nice hair
from out of town?

He has a small penis.

You're in on the line-ups.

Anything from the kid?

He was home at a time
where he couldn't have
started the fire.

You know your homeless guy
who got burnt?

Dennis ratner.
He's out of the o. R.

We'll talk to him.

I got a call from the owner
of the building.

He's had major problems
with this ratner

squatting there
for the last six months.

Give ratner a good look.

Sure, boss.
Where's Russell?

Out finishing up something
on another case.

Another case
more important than this?

That was a cocktail waitress
who was working at the time bar

two nights ago--
misty west.

Some guy she served
might be worth looking at.

She coming in?

No, we have to go to her.
She's a student at nyu.

Misty west?

Let's sit over here.

Here's the deal.

I love my job
cocktailing there.

I make way more than I would
anywhere else,

so could you please
just leave me out of this?

Did you not call US
and say you had information?

I do, but I'm serious about
leaving me out of this

because Mr. Carlin told US not
to play junior detective.

If we get bad publicity,
we could all lose our jobs.

We will do our best
to keep you out of it.

And Mr. Carlin is way
off-base telling you
something like that

because keep in mind,
we're investigating a murder.

I know. I know.
I'm sorry.

Okay, so, the night
that woman was in the club,

two nights ago, right?

I met some guys there.
Well, they hit on me, actually.

I'm not saying
they're serial-killer types.

Misty,
what do you have for US?

That guy.

He offered to take me
out on his yacht.

He said it was
an open invite.

I never called him.
Pretty sure he was married.

And this guy,
I never got his name,

but he gave me
this key ring.

It's for
some high-end vodka.

He wanted me to go
to Atlantic city with him,

but I blew him off.

And this is
Michael devaneaux's number.

He's that soap actor.

He wanted me to fly
back to l. A. With him,

but I haven't decided
on that yet.

I gotta go.

Hey.

Yeah, well...

I bet she doesn't get a half-pay
pension after 20 years.

She wishes she were US.

There is a mass.

I knew that walking in.

It feels firm,

and it might be attached
to surrounding tissue.

So?

It could be inflammatory,

but there is a chance
it's malignant.

Um...like,
a good chance? Or--

all I can tell you for sure

is that we're gonna treat it
like it is.

So you'll need an ultrasound
on this breast

and a mammogram
to make sure

there's nothing going on
on the other breast.

Then we'll probably
have to do a biopsy.

Okay, whatever
you think is best.

I'll get
my scheduling nurse,

and we'll set up a time.

Don't get ahead
of yourself.

Dennis ratner?

Detectives medavoy
and Jones.

A couple
of quick questions.

I saw two kids entering
the building

through a busted window.

One of them
was holding a video camera.

The kid was filming it.

Ten minutes later,
I smell smoke.

Only way out for me
was through the flames.

You told the officer at
the scene you only saw one kid.

Either he got it wrong,

or I wasn't
making any sense.

My head's clear now.

I saw two kids.

What'd they look like?

One had dark hair,

other was blond,
dark clothes.

Typical bored,
stupid high school kids.

How long you been squatting
in that abandoned building?

A couple of months.

Gotten into it
with the owner?

Once or twice.

So you weren't
on good terms?

Kiss my ass.

I almost died.

Why all the hostility?

You think
I started that fire?

We're asking questions.

You think I'd burn
half my body,

have my skin peel off
in sheets?

For what?

Hey, we're not
saying you did.

I didn't set a fire

and burn myself intentionally,
you assholes.

We'll look
into these two kids.

Yeah, right.

When we deal
with each other again,

you're gonna keep your voice
down like we've been doing.

Thanks.

We checked the distributor
of the vodka

that was on the key chain
given to the waitress,

nothing.

Andy's on with the manufacturer
of the key chain,

seeing if they've had
a sales rep in the city.

When did
the inspector call?

Two minutes ago.

15th squad.

I'm checking to see
if any of your sales reps

have any territory out here,
maybe somebody named rich.

Yeah.

Weckerly?
How do you spell that?

And how old is rich?

He's not wanted for a crime,
just as a possible witness.

Yeah. And how would
I get ahold of him?

Great, I appreciate it.
-Bye.

Rich weckerly, 31,
currently in town.

Get him in.

Diane, if you're gonna work
another case,

you need to notify me
so when your boss calls,

I don't look like an idiot.

I'll worry about my boss.
You worry about your detectives.

You work out of my squad,
you notify me what's going on.

End of conversation.

Fine.

Get this guy in here.

Take care of it.

What's going on?
Nothing.

So going off on the boss,
that's coming from nothing?

I have just got a lot of things
on my mind.

Diane, we've known each other
for 10 years now.

We've helped each other
through a lot.

I can help you with this,
whatever it is.

There's nothing
to tell you.

You don't want me knowing,
then okay.

But this isn't some petty
larceny case we're working,

and if you're not up for it,

then take some days off
or get reassigned

'cause I'm not gonna have you
blowing this thing.

I'm not dropping
off this case, Andy.

Then get it together.

I will.

Curt?

He's been grounded.

What's wrong, mom?

They have a question for curt.
Go back to your room.

The detectives
have found a suspect

in that arson fire,
sweetheart,

but they have a
follow-up question for you.

So who did the arson?

We believe
it's a homeless man

living illegally
in the building.

We're putting the finishing
touches on this whole thing,

but a problem that's come up

is the market owner
you bought the lighter from.

He swears he saw you
with another kid your age.

See, that leaves US with
a discrepancy in our report.

We can't get our boss
to sign off until that
discrepancy's explained.

It's understandable.

But now we need to know
who you were with

so this can be done with.

Were you with someone,
curt?

Tell the truth.

Ray spire.

But we didn't go near that
building or light that fire.

Okay, but when we leave here,
everything gets official,

so if you're
leaving anything out....

I believe you got
what you came for,

so...we're done.

Okay.

We're sorry
for any inconvenience.

This homeless person's
gonna be prosecuted?

Absolutely.

Well...good.

Sit down.

How often you in town?

A couple days a week.

Am I in some
sort of trouble here?

Did you do something
wrong?

No, not at all.

Were you at the time bar
two nights ago?

I stopped by
for a drink, yeah.

Did you meet
an Angela Pratt?

No, I don't know
who that is.

Is this a joke?

Did you go home with her?

It's not that complicated
a question, rich.

I walked her home.
She asked me to. She was drunk.

This is surreal.

Did you go inside?

Briefly.

Did you have sex?

Rich?

No, we didn't have sex.
This poor woman, my god.

You married, rich?
Yes.

Is that why you won't admit
you had sex with Angela?

We did not have sex.

She told her girlfriend
you got a small dick.

Were you wearing a t-shirt
that said, "hey, ladies,

guess what?
I got a small dick."

This is surreal.

No, this is real.
Angela's dead.

You were the last one
seen with her.

You have been lying
about what you did
in that apartment.

Something go wrong?
No.

That's it? That's your
response to being asked
if you killed somebody?

This is bizarre.
I don't even know what to say.

Rich!

Get back
in the room here, pal.

Your life is on the line.

We had sex.

But I didn't kill her.

My god, just saying those words
out loud.

When did you leave?
Midnight, I think.

Her boyfriend started knocking.
She made him go away.

I waited, like, 10 minutes.
Then I went back to my hotel.

What happened, rich?
Nothing.

Were you drunk?
Did she make fun of you?

This is surreal.

Let's see
how surreal it is

when we tell your wife
you were cheating on her!

I didn't kill that woman!

And at this point,

I'm gonna have
to ask to talk to my attorney.

Busy day.

I was sick.

Did you get out at all?

I went with my friend
curt Ackerman

to try and buy some cigarettes,
but the guy I. D.'D curt,

so we went home.

In the future, ray...

Try and tell your story

without it sounding
so rehearsed.

Well, that's what happened.

You can't do that.

It'll be
our little secret.

Where's the tape?

Lost it.

Obviously, you and curt
have been in communication,

so I know that
he must have told you

that we got a homeless guy
in custody,

and that all we needed
was to find out

who curt was hanging out with
so we could close our reports,

and that's why
he gave US your name.

Well, guess what?
We lied.

There was a homeless guy
in the building.

But he's not our suspect.
He's our witness.

He saw you and curt go in
there, and a little while
later, the fire started.

But curt has an alibi.

He was at home
when that fire went up,

and that leaves you, ray,
all by your lonesome.

Curt was there, too.

He chickened out, so I lit
the fire, and he filmed it.

Curt's mom saw him home
at 10:30. There's no way
he could have been there.

She's lying. She's the one
that told US to lie.

Curt's mom is
behind all this?

We tried to put
the fire out,

but it got to some newspapers
and flared up,

so we booked it
back to curt's.

Then Mrs. Ackerman saw
how amped we were

and saw our clothes
and smelled the smoke,

and she knew
something was up,

so curt had to
tell her what happened.

Did curt's dad know?

Probably.

He's afraid of
Mrs. Ackerman, too.

That whole family is.

Where's the videotape?

Mrs. Ackerman burned it
in their fireplace.

That lady is crazy.

She looks kind of pretty
and cooks good

and drives a nice car,
but she's crazy.

All right.

Let's go.

Mrs. Ackerman: Curt?
The detectives are back.

Look at that.

We talked to ray spire.

He told US what happened.

They tried buying cigarettes,
then came home.

That's incorrect,
and you know it.

He lit the fire.
Curt filmed it. It
got out of control.

They came home. You told them
to lie. You burned the tape.

Ray spire is the one
who's lying.

He's a no-good thug who's been
a bad influence on curt.

You can work that out later
with your lawyer.

But for now, you and curt
are under arrest.

We do this calmly, we won't
have to put you in cuffs.

Under arrest?
For what?

Arson.
Hindering prosecution.

Okay, listen,
it was very hectic.

I knew this would go
on curt's permanent record

and hurt his chance at college,
so we fibbed a little.

Do either of you
have children?

Let's go, ma'am.

Are you happy?

Now I'm getting arrested!

Mom, calm down.
We'll get a lawyer.

Are you happy now, curt?!

You need to calm down, or we'll
have to put you in cuffs.

Dad, do something!
Mom, stop!

Is your wife
on medication?

Has she been
hospitalized before?

No, she's fine.
It's okay.

Come on, ma'am.

Thanks for coming in.

He was at the security desk

when rich weckerly came into
the hotel and went to his room.

He puts it around 12:20.

He said that rich
seemed a little drunk,

but that's about it.

He's not looking
like our guy, boss.

Was rich in town when
your d. O. A. Was killed?

He said he was in Jersey.

We can check it, but these
murders are so similar,

it has to be the same guy
in both.

If rich didn't do ours, it's
doubtful he did the other one.

Plus, the pattern
isn't public knowledge yet,

so there wouldn't be
a copycat.

It's hitting the papers
tomorrow.

The daily news
is running it.

Good. Maybe it'll generate
some information.

We got a set-up
on the bar tonight.

Everybody who's available.

Let me work on
getting a sitter.

Don't worry.
I got Rita and Diane.

Okay.
If you can fit it
into your schedule.

I'll be there.

There's two bars
at the hotel.

Rita, you, Greg, and Baldwin
take the rooftop bar.

Diane, Andy, and John,
take the time bar.

Meet up there at 8:00,

and we're gonna be doing this
every night

till we catch this guy.

Where's the mom
and the son?

Medavoy: They're in a cell
waiting for their attorney.

I got a female cop
sitting with the mom.

I told her if the mom
starts acting up again,

take her to bellevue
and psycho her.

Damn.

What?

I was supposed to
meet Michael at 6:00.

Hey, Michael.

I'm busy, man.

Michael, come here.

What?

I'm sorry.
I was running late.

You said you were gonna hold up
your end of the deal

if I held up mine.

I absolutely will,
and I won't be late again.

I promise, all right?

Let's get some dinner.
I'll get you back home.

Tell you what.

If you hit a 3,
we'll eat.

If you miss it...

You miss.

So that's how we're gonna
resolve things now?

Looks like it.

So the next time we got
a problem, what?

We're gonna flip a coin
or throw a dart on the board?

Just hit the 3,
and we eat.

Here we go.
Ha ha ha ha!

Don't scuffle up
them cop shoes, all right?

I was late,
so I'm gonna do this.

But I'm only gonna
do it once.

Let's hope
you make it, then.

You better go
for a lay-up, son.

You look a little out of
your range right there.

Shh.

Let's go.

Michael.

Is he in trouble?

No, I'm just getting him
to his home.

I'll take him there.
Come on.

No, I'll do it.

Hey, I'm his daddy.

Yeah, we've been
through this.

If you want to talk about this
tomorrow, we can.

I'm taking him to
his home, and you're
walking the other way.

He your little hobby now?

Your little mascot?

Don't make me embarrass you
in front of your kid.

I will not let you
turn him into you.

Believe that.

I'm gonna get at you later,
Michael.

Come on.

Are you ready
to spice things up?

There's a cord in
there that you can
hook up to the TV.

We can watch ourselves
having sex.

This isn't
my kind of spice.

Try it first.

No, see, I'm running
for president next year,

and if this gets
into the wrong hands...

We will erase it
after we're done.

Jen, we don't need it.

Or you can just tape me
if you want.
Jen.

Don't you trust me?

Are you listening to me?
I'm just not into it.

What's going on with you?

I'm just trying to find

one thing
that we can share in bed

that you haven't done
with all the other girlfriends

you've had in the past.

That's all I wanted to do.

Okay.

I just feel really free
with you.

Yeah, me, too.
Just not on tape, okay?

I should go.

You gotta get
back to work, anyway.

Jen, come on.

Jen.

Here she is.

Excuse me.

I thought you said
she stopped drinking.

Or is she acting that way
for effect?

Bartender:
What can I get you?
Um, water, please.

Hey.

Hey.

You can't be doing this.

I'm here
acting like a slut,

which is what the boss
wants me doing, right?

You've been drinking.

One.

I've got a lid on it.

Trust me.

All right, well,
you have a good night.

What's going on?

She'll be all right.

Who's that guy
sitting next to her?

I didn't see him come in.

...get out of this place.
Take off...

What the hell?!

What's your problem?
Ask this bitch.

Relax.

No, she's apologizing.

She didn't appreciate
what you said.

Come on.
Get your hands
off of me.

All right.

You all right?

I went in
for an exam today.

They found a lump
in my breast.

That doesn't mean
anything for sure.

Doctor told you that,
right?

There's a family history.

My mom had it.

I need to keep working

because it's
the only thing

I have in my life
right now.

If the boss finds
out, he'll put me
on medical leave,

and if I don't have a job,
I'll go crazy.

Plus, I don't need everybody's
sympathy and questions,

so no one can know.

Not Connie, no one.

Promise?
It stays between US.

Okay.

Good.

It's gonna be all right.

Seeing
what my mom went through,

the radical mastectomy,

the chemo, the surgery,

a year out of her life
each time it recurred.

I don't even know
if I could go through it.

I'm with you every step
of the way.

No matter what.

And that's the last time we talk
about worst-case scenario.

How'd it go?

Zero.

A little fracas broke out.

Nothing related to the guy
we're looking for, though.

Go back to bed.
I'll be there in a bit.

What's the matter?

My god.

Like I said,
a little fracas.

Go look in the mirror.

I've already seen it.

No, go look.

That's a 57-year-old man
looking back.

You can't be getting into
these kind of fights anymore.

What am I gonna do?

Go run to call it in
and let John get his ass kicked?

Who started it?

This idiot who looked
like he might be our guy.

He resisted arrest?

No, he was hitting on Diane
at the bar,

and then he got stupid,
so me and junior had to step in.

You mean you got jealous?

Connie, go to bed.

What is it
with you and Diane?

Hey, she's
been there for me.

She's been there for US.

I know she's been there
for US, and I'm grateful.

But there's something
going on with her.

You know about it,
and I'm being lied to.

This case is bothering her.

I don't know why exactly,

but it's got nothing
to do with you,

so you got nothing
to worry about.

You getting beat up

because you're so overprotective
of a female cop?

That involves me!

Wrong. All it is was
some asshole took a swing at me,

and I don't care if I'm 57
or 97, I'm swinging back.

You're reading into stuff
that ain't there.

I'm being lied to.