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FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Second Squad,
10-11 in progress

at Carmine's on Orchard,
where Dispatch had the
worst date of her life

with Bonnie Denablio's
cousin Ricky.

Ricky, wherever you
are, this one's for you.

Did you know it was illegal
to give a monkey a cigarette
in New Jersey?

That's why their monkeys
live longer than ours.

Is this guy ever
gonna come out?

I think if he was going
to, he would have by now.

Whoa.

Then there's that.

That's not our guy,
but should we...

I wouldn't.

(GUNSHOT)

(FIRING CONTINUES)

Stay down.

WALSH: The shooter's gone!

SHRAEGER: Walsh!

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

What do you think?

(SNIFFING) Hmm.
Medium-caliber handgun.

Five shots fired.
One in our car,

one in the wall over here,
and three in our victim.

Okay, here's
what I think.

A jealous husband
comes home,

finds the vic in bed
with his wife,
she's cheating on him,

starts chasing him.

Okay, which means that
our killer had to live
somewhere nearby.

I'll have the uniforms
comb a five-block radius,
see what we can find.

Poor naked dead guy.

No one should have
to go out like that.

I'm gonna call CSU
and see if we can't get
an ID on that naked guy.

I'm gonna go to
the bathroom and
see if I can un-burn

the image of that
naked guy's hairy
ass off my brain.

Why would
you do that?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(SIGHING)

Hey, man, this
is gonna sound
a little weird,

but, you
smell horses?

Yeah, you're right.
That sounds weird.

No, like a manure smell.
You don't smell that? No?

No. No.

You know, I used to
ride in high school.

The girl horses,
not the stallions.
They freak me out.

You know, the size of the...

You know, I just have
a hard time even
imagining you on horses.

Yeah, there's a lot of
things about me would
probably surprise you.

Beaumont, call.
We just got a call,
a B&E on Eldridge.

Got it, Sarge.

(SNIGGERING)

(GASPS)

Okay.

Walsh?

On the phone, Eddie.

Eddie, a fax came
in for you earlier.

(STIFLED LAUGHTER)

ALVAREZ: Ha, ha.
It's very
funny. It...

(CLEARING THROAT) Everyone
should go back to work now.

Alvarez, I need you
to finish those
booking sheets.

- Sir...
- Now, Eddie.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Detective.

Counselor.

Are you still
dating Davis Nixon?

Yeah, why?

No reason. Just...

Eddie and I had dinner
at Two Doors last night.
Davis was there.

Oh, yeah. Having
dinner with his mom.

Casey, he wasn't
with his mom.

I mean, I'm sure
it was just...

Oh, no, it's fine.
It's fine.

Maybe it was
his sister.

No, he doesn't
have a sister.

(CLEARING THROAT)

(SOFTLY) Okay...

I just thought
you should know.

Mmm-hmm.

FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Second Squad, this is
Dispatch reminding you

that handcuffs are
for official police
business only.

Mr. Foer,
I'm Detective Beaumont.
This is Detective Cole.

Someone broke into your
apartment last night?

They stole my apologies.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

My apologies. My tapes.
They stole my tapes.

You mean porn?

Jeremy has a service,
The Apology Line.
People call in.

Come in,
come in.

And who are you?

Stephanie Taft,
the girlfriend.

I put up flyers
around the city.

I have an
answering machine,
and people call.

Most have been living
with guilt for years.

Last week's tape is missing.

You called the cops
because somebody
stole a cassette tape?

You have to understand,
Detective. The service is
very important to Jeremy.

It's a way for people
to make amends for the
things they've done wrong,

the damage they've done.

Surely there are things
in your life you wish
you could apologize for.

Hold on a second.

You're saying the people
on these tapes,
they confess to crimes?

Crimes, affairs, anything
they feel guilty about.

Class A felony
for a cassette tape?

That must be
some apology.

Got an ID on
our naked guy.

Byron Maint.
He lives up
on Columbus.

- You okay?
- What? Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.

So, do you want to
go see his place?

Who? Oh, yeah,
sure. Yeah.

Walsh?
Yeah, I know that
was you. My desk.

Your desk? Oh, yeah.
You have to dry clean
those things, Eddie,

otherwise,
they shrink.

Okay, not funny.

No, it is funny,
just not to you.

Hey. You gonna let him
get away with that?

No. You're right.
I'm... I should
tell Sergeant Brown.

Tell Sergeant Brown?
No. No. You got to
pay Walsh back.

No, see, Eddie Alvarez
doesn't believe in
humiliating people for sport.

It's not for sport.
It's for respect, Eddie.

Practical jokes are
about fitting in.

Listen, people around
here think you think
you're better than them,

so they prank you to
cut you down to size,

show you you're
nothing special.

Okay, so, why
reciprocate?

To show them you
are one of them,

that you're part
of the group.

- Hmm.
- Listen.

You prank Walsh,
really prank him,

you'll get respect,
trust me.

SHRAEGER: You ever sleep
with another man's wife?

- What?
- Just a question.

You know, the naked guy.
I'm just making conversation.

Well, I hooked up with
a baseball groupie once,
after an away game.

Charlene something.

Then, about halfway through,
her boyfriend came home.

So I got to jump out
the window and end up
on the roof in my underwear.

And Charlene?

Oh, she finishes
with her boyfriend.

Yeah, it's a heartwarming
story of love and trust.

(LAUGHING)
Man!

Well, this is an upscale
address for a naked guy.

Yeah.

His wife inside?

OFFICER 1: Oh, yeah.

(CHUCKLING SOFTLY)

(OFFICER 2 LAUGHING)

What the hell is
wrong with everybody?

(QUIETLY)
She's naked.

Ma'am.

Hello.

(SIGHS)

LISA: I want the gun.

When you catch him,
the man who killed
my husband,

I want the gun.

Mrs. Maint, we...

I'm going to melt it down.
I'm gonna make sure
no one ever uses it again.

Mrs. Maint, when a gun
is recovered from a
homicide investigation,

it's marked as evidence.

And after the trial,
a private company,
escorted by police,

drive it to a
facility in Queens

where they put it
in an incinerator
and melt it down.

I just don't know what
I'm gonna do without him.

Mom? Are these
the detectives?

(STAMMERING)
I'll get going, okay?
I'll call you later.

Okay.

SHRAEGER:
Mrs. Maint, Amanda,

do you have any idea
why Byron would be
on Old Fulton Road

early this morning?

Our family owns
a chain of drugstores.

Byron ran the business
mostly from home,

but last night,
he said he had
a business meeting.

You're nudists?

Naturalists.
We believe in
total openness.

So, was Byron dressed when
he left this morning?

Yes! We're not freaks!

Amanda, please.

Mom!

Give me a moment
to talk
to the detectives.

I'll be right up.

You have to excuse her.
She's very upset.

She doesn't share
your beliefs.

She's 18. She wanted
to go to school,
be a normal girl.

Hmm.

Byron fought it. I told
him it was just a phase.

Oh, Byron.

(SOBBING)

You want to pull the phone
record for The Apology Line
while I listen to these tapes?

Explain to me
how apologizing to
an answering machine

makes people feel
any better about
what they've done.

Well, have you ever
gone to confession?

When I was six.

Well, confession
is salvation.

It's to be naked in front
of God and know that
no matter what you've done,

he loves you.

Smelling horses
everywhere.

Whores?

Not whores, horses.

I don't want to think
about what my life
would be like

if I smelled whores
everywhere I went.

Uh-huh.

Are you listening
to me?

Do you know how hard it
is to get clown makeup
off a bone saw?

(CLEARING THROAT)
Listen, I...

I'm ready to
get the MRI.

Detective, what part of
"I can't help you" don't
you understand?

The New York City
Medical Examiner's
Office

does not have
an MRI machine.
You know why?

Because if we need
to look inside
somebody's head,

we use this.

Okay, okay, look,
give me the MRI,

you never got to
talk to me again.

Great. Meet me at
Memorial Hospital
at midnight.

Memorial Hospital.

Midnight.
Don't be late.

Hey! This is a treat.

I didn't think I
was allowed to see you
when you're working.

I ordered some
tea. Do you want
something else?

No, tea's good.

Hmm.

So, how's your mom?

Good. You know,
my dad retired
last year,

and he's
driving her crazy.

Where did you
go for dinner?

A place in SoHo.

Oh, yeah?
Which one?

Are you interrogating me?

No, I prefer
to think of this
as an interview.

Interrogation
implies torture.

You didn't just invite me
to lunch because you miss me.

And you didn't go to dinner
with your mom last night.

No. I was on a date.

Awesome.
What's her name?

Casey, look. We never
said we were exclusive.

Oh, that's fine. I just
spent all day crouched over
a bloated, naked corpse.

I want to see how
the other half lives.

You know you canceled
on me three times last week?

I've been
working a lot.

So was I. We make
time for what matters.

Wait a minute. What,
are you actually
blaming this on me?

Is that what you're
trying to do?

You're trying to say
it's my fault that
you went out

and went on a date
with some blonde slut?

How did you
know she was...

Cop.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Her name is Lisa.
She's a lawyer.

That's wonderful.

Yeah, she's nice to me.
She doesn't bite my head off

every time I suggest we
go to a nice restaurant.

I don't bite
your head off.

No, but I can tell the
minute we get there that
you can't wait to leave.

That's because they're all,
you know, pretentious people.

Like me.

I like you, Casey.
I really do.

But you've made it
very clear that
I embarrass you.

That is not true.

I'm a smart guy.
I work hard.
I'm well-paid.

I give a lot of
money to charity.

So if I want to live
in a nice apartment

and eat at a
fancy restaurant,
that's my choice.

I had no idea
you were so
unhappy with me.

Will you stop it?

I've been crazy about
you since you were 18.

Now, how do you think
it makes me feel

to know that you
like me best when I'm
not being myself?

You know what?
I'm not hungry.

What are we doing
in the interview room?

I thought we were
gonna prank Walsh.

Have a seat.

Okay.

Let me ask you. Do you know
why Walsh is great at
playing practical jokes?

He's a great cop.

I'm a great cop.

You're an efficient cop.

You know what's keeping
you from being great?
You're a terrible liar.

(LAUGHING) Thank you.

No, Eddie.
You don't get it.

All great cops
are great liars.
They have to be.

Half the job is getting people
to tell them things that they
don't want to tell you.

How do we convince
them to do that?

We lie. We trick. We prank.

That's coercion.

Okay. Eddie...

You know the trick
to lying?

Selling the lie.
It's the same
with a prank.

There comes a moment
in every great prank
when you got to sell it.

A moment's hesitation,
an eye flicker,

and they know.
If you're gonna
prank Walsh,

you, my friend, are
gonna have to sell it.
Think you can do that?

Oh, yeah.

Watch and learn.

Mmm-hmm.

MAN: Detective.

Amanda Maint's
boyfriend, yeah?

Yeah, Woody. Listen,
can I talk to you?

You should know I'm
not in a very friendly mood
right now vis-a-vis men.

Okay.

Mostly because
they're liars,

and they make you feel
bad about yourself

when all you're trying
to do is be the best
person that you can be.

Is this a bad time?
'Cause I could come back.

No, have a seat.

(SIGHING)

So, what's going on?

Well, last week,
I was by the house
to see Amanda,

and her dad was outside
being hassled by this guy.

- Hmm.
- Looked kind of serious.

Describe him.

He was maybe 6'2", mean.

I mean he looked mean.
And they were arguing.
But I couldn't hear.

6'2", looks mean.

That's not
really a lot to go on.

Well, he had this weird
license plate on his car,
"No you."

"No you."

Except with an "I"
instead of a "Y."

N-O-I-O-U?

Mmm-hmm. Yeah.

He must be pretty mad
they spelled "you" wrong.

Do you know
what an IOU is?

No.

"I owe you."

Not getting it.

- All right, never mind.
- I'll check this out.
Okay.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

"NO IOU." I'm guessing
you're in the loan business.

I've been known to
help a man in need.

Like Byron Maint?

- Byron Maint.
- Mmm-hmm.

Oh, it's this guy.

You had an argument
with him in front of
his house last week?

- Right.
- Yeah?

This is him this morning.

Hey, whoa, no.
I don't know
nothing about that.

He owes you money?
Miss a payment or two?

No, no. We had words
'cause I wouldn't
lend him money.

Why not?

We're in a credit crunch.

In the old days, I'd throw
cash to anyone who asked.

But now, I mean,
you just can't trust
people these days.

Look, truth is I'm going
back to school to get
a nursing degree.

There's no money
in money anymore.

So, where were you
at 8:00 a.m. this morning?

In class with
30 other students.

(SIGHING)

Any idea why Byron would
need to borrow money from
you in the first place?

I don't know. But
he was desperate.

And whatever fat man
was into, he needed
money fast.

WOMAN ON TAPE: I know
it's too late, but I just
wanted to say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I believed you
when you said that woman
was your cousin.

MAN 1: Sarah, I know
it's too late, but I
wanted to say I'm sorry.

WOMAN: I'm sorry
I ever loved you.

MAN 2: So many years,
so many mistakes.

How many lies do you have
to tell before everything
you are is just one big lie?

This boy is officially done
laying low. I'm back, baby.

- No.
- Oh, yes.

And it's gonna be epic.
We are gonna own
this town, brother.

I don't do that
anymore, Frank.

God has shown me
a better path.

Yeah, but you
didn't call God,
did you, Navan?

You called me.

This isn't
a game, Frank.

You killed Kowalski,
and you put my partner
in the hospital.

You're acting like
I'm the problem
here, Navan.

Every time I
help you out,

do you say,
"Thank you, Frank"?

MAN 3: Can anybody save me,
or do I have to save myself?

Hey. I pulled The
Apology Line phone records
for that missing week.

The callers are coming
in this afternoon.

These tapes are incredible.

People call this number
and apologize for all
of the terrible things

that they have
done in their lives.

It doesn't work
that way, Henry.

You don't just get
to say you're sorry
and move on.

That's why we
have prisons.

What's up?

So, traffic control
found Byron's car.

Had the uniforms
search it,
they found this.

Baby laxatives, huh?

Do the Maints
have a baby?

No.

Byron have a baby
with another woman?

Maybe that's why
he needed the money
so badly.

Maybe. Why don't you
circle back to the family
and see what they say?

- Okay.
- All right.

SHRAEGER: Amanda, I truly
am sorry for your loss.

I don't want you to think
that my partner and I

were being insensitive or
judging your father for
the way he chose...

No, I have a weird family.

Why do you think
I fought so hard to
get out, go to school?

Oh, I get it.
Trust me.

Your parents were nudists?

No. No, no, no, no.
They were not. But...

Well, I know what
it's like to be an outsider
in the family, you know?

Yeah.

Listen, we found baby
laxatives in the back
of your dad's car.

So?

Did he have another
child, maybe?
Or, you know, a baby?

I don't think so.

You don't think so?

He's been acting
really weird lately.

Mmm-hmm.

And then last week,
I picked up the phone
and he was on there

talking to some woman.

What did he say?

He just kept saying,
"What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?"

We're not supposed
to be here, so we have
to make this fast.

- Strip.
- Again? What is it with you?

Nothing metal goes
inside the machine.

That includes watches,
buttons, zippers.

You know, this would
be a lot less awkward
if you stripped, too.

When you're done,
lie down on the MRI,

I'm just gonna
be next door.

Wait, hey.

What?

(CLEARING THROAT)

I don't know.
I'm nervous.

For a guy with
so many tattoos,

you really
are a big baby.

You know, it's a good thing
all your patients are dead.

What is that
supposed to mean?

It means I have
a brain tumor,

and I just told you
I was scared, and you
have no people skills.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

Thank you.

You're a big boy.
Very brave.

I'm taking my
pants off now.

I don't take my socks off.

(GROANING)

BEAUMONT: So, we
have this case,
The Apology Line.

And it got me thinking
about things that
I've done in my life

that I never
apologized for.

Yeah, like making
me go to the opera?

Hey, you said
you liked that.

No.

- Mmm.
- I was just trying
to have sex with you.

Well, I was gonna have sex
with you no matter what.

What?

(LAUGHS) No,
I mean like my mom.

I ran away from
home once, and I was
gone for six days.

Mmm-hmm.

And she must have
been terrified.

And I never said
I was sorry.

I don't know.

Don't you have things
you feel guilty about?

I kicked a girl
out of my car once.

It was after a party,
and a girl I had been
dating for a year,

caught her in the
coatroom, making out
with some other guy.

So, she was giving
me a hard time on
the way home,

so I pulled over
and said, "Get out."

She cheated on you.
I would have thrown
her out.

No, but it was wrong.
It was 2:00 in the morning.

It was the
middle of nowhere.

I should have took
her home, then broke
up with her.

But it felt good.

Here's to things that
make you feel good.

All right. Wow.

Mmm.

I'm... I'm a mess.

(CLEARING THROAT)

And I think
I'm a little drunk.

Well, that's good.
'Cause I'm a little
turned on.

- You are?
- I am.

So, what happens
if I get really drunk?

I may lose my mind.

Let's go.

(RATTLING)
Hey, is it supposed to
sound like a bag of rocks

being thrown down
a flight of stairs?

(RATTLING STOPS)

That's better.

Are you done?

We have to go. Now.

What did you find?

There's a security guard
coming. I can't get caught
with you.

Oh, don't worry about it.
I'll just badge him.

I could have my
license revoked,

not to mention
I'll get fired.

It's all right.
Relax.

- Duck.
- What?

(GUARD WHISTLING)

Can I just have...
What are you...
Come on.

Go.

- Can I just get my
pants on, please?
- Come on.

What are you doing?
Let me just put my
pants on!

- This is pretty
ridiculous. Okay?
- No, no, no! In here!

(WHISTLING CONTINUES)

I should probably...

(GRUNTING)

COLE: "Stephanie Taft."

She called
The Apology Line?

BEAUMONT: And who are you?

Stephanie Taft,
the girlfriend.

(GRUNTING)

Hey, baby.

(MOANING)

(WHISPERS) Hey, lover.

Geez!

(LAUGHS)

What? Don't get all
bashful on me now, tiger.

Oh, God.

(GASPING)

Where's Beaumont?

You really
don't remember?

Well, she must have
left around 1:00,

and that's when
you called me.

I have to say, I was pretty
surprised, but tickled.

Wait. We didn't...

Oh, oh, yes, we did.
And you were very gentle.

(STAMMERING)
Oh-ho-ho, this is
about the desk.

It's about the desk.

Okay, so,
you're getting me back.
It's a prank, right?

Beaumont, she let you
in when I was passed
out or something.

It's okay, Jason. You
don't have to pretend.

I know that the reason
you've been riding me
all these months

is because deep down,

you've wanted
a piece of this.

I'm gonna go
into the diner,

make myself a nice
cup of coffee.

And I suggest,
if you know what's
good for you, Eddie,

you'll be gone
when I get back.

Okay. I'm gonna grab
a shower first if you
want to scrub my back.

Jason. Guess not.

That was friendly.
I mean, I liked it.

Surprising. Sore.
Oddly aggressive.
Rough, even.

I mean, not that I minded.
Hey, don't you want to say
something?

I'm talking a lot.

I have to go.

- Shouldn't we...
- No.

Hey!

What about my MRI?
I mean...
You find anything?

I'll call you.

STEPHANIE: Can I
get you something?

No. Thank you.

We pulled
the phone records
for the missed calls

and all the people who
called The Apology Line
last week.

My partner's talking
to them right now.
Your number came up.

Must have been
a mistake.

No.

It says here you called
The Apology Line from
your cell phone

last Tuesday
just after midnight.

Please don't tell Jeremy.

He doesn't listen
to the tapes?

He's a few weeks behind.
We get so many calls.

What did you
apologize for?

I love Jeremy, but he gets
so obsessed with these tapes.

Sometimes I think he
loves strangers more
than he loves me.

Why not talk
to him directly?

Jeremy has nothing
but forgiveness

for the people
who call that stupid
answering machine.

But he's not so good
with real people.

I thought if I called
the line, he might really
listen to me for once.

But then I got scared,
and took the tape.

You know, some people
believe you have to
apologize to God

for the mistakes
you've made.

God's not
the one we hurt.
It's each other.

Hey!

Mmm. Not so loud.

What? You tie one
on last night?

Hmm.

So, listen. I got
ahold of Byron Maint's
credit report.

Mmm-hmm.

The guy was in serious debt.
Turns out the naked guy had
a spending addiction.

Is that a thing?

Apparently. He was
in Debtors Anonymous
for six months.

His drugstores
were all bankrupt,

and the bank was about
to foreclose on his house.

Hey, Jason. Hot water's a
little wonky. You might want
to get the heater checked.

Detective.

Ooh, hot coffee.
See you later, hot stuff.

Don't say a word.

Did he just call
you "hot stuff"?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Walsh.

Yeah. Uh-huh.
Okay. Yeah, thanks.

Wow! Now we know
what the baby
laxatives were for.

I'm sorry. I just cannot
get past the "hot stuff."

All right, shut up. Listen.
Byron Maint tested positive
for cocaine.

Which is cut with
baby laxatives.

How much coke
was in his system?

Oh, it wasn't in his system.
It was all over his body.

The guy was
covered in coke.

So, now we know how he was
planning to get out of debt.

Byron Maint was
a drug dealer.

Yeah.

(SIGHS)

So, how often was your boss,
Byron Maint, in the store?

He came by every week.
We talked mopeds.

We were both
moped enthusiasts.

- Hmm.
- Nice for you.

The clerks at the other
store said that he spent
most of his time here.

Do you know if Byron
ordered any
merchandise in bulk?

Byron? No, he was
a front-office guy.

We found a box of baby
laxatives in the back
of his car.

Baby laxatives?

You sound surprised.

No, it's just I fired a
guy a few months back.

I caught him stealing
a case of baby laxatives.

He was double-ordering,
sneaking the stuff out
at night.

(SIGHING) Do you have
a name for that guy?

Ralph Chapelle.
1013 Rivington,
number six.

Six, okay.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Hey! How did it
go this morning?

Oh, you should have seen
the look on Walsh's face.
It was priceless.

(LAUGHING) All right.
Hey, I hope you thanked
Beaumont for letting you in.

Oh, done and done.

Hey, I sold it.
I really did.

I sold it. There was even
a moment where Walsh
thought we actually had sex.

(LAUGHING)
Oh! That's awesome.

Yeah. It was crazy.

Nice, buddy.
I'm proud of you.

Yeah, well, thanks, man.
I couldn't have
done it without you.

Hey, you know,
I talked to
Walsh earlier.

- Yeah?
- And he said,
straight out, you won.

- Yeah?
- Yep.

Said he's throwing
in the towel.

Wouldn't be surprised if he
made you some kind of peace
offering. But listen.

Walsh is a proud guy.
So, if he comes to you,
offers you a truce,

try to be gracious.
Don't rub it in his face.

You got to be
a good winner.

Hmm. Okay.

- All right.
- All right.

(MIMICS GUNSHOT)
You got me.

(HUMMING)

Hey!

Hey! Hey, where
the hell you been?

I had sex with a girl.

What? Who?

The ME last night,
this morning.

What, the chick
with the man hands?

No! God, no.
The little one.
Dr. Crumb... Monica.

Nice. Whoa. Nice.

Tell me you made her
wash her hands first.

Yeah, 'cause I was gonna take
her tongue out of my mouth to
tell her to scrub up.

Ew! It's your
body. Whatever.

Where did you
do it, the morgue?

Supply closet.

Yeah.

You and I have never
been in a relationship
at the same time.

It's gonna be weird.

Yeah, I don't know that
I'd call it a relationship.

What would
you call it?

I'll get back
to you on that.

All right.

So, Davis is dating
another woman.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

He says I only like him best
when he's not being himself.

You think I'm a snob?

Well, I think it's hard
to date civilians.

They have jobs.
We are the job.
They don't get that.

Yeah. I like him.
I do. I just...

The life he wants to
lead, dinner parties
and real estate,

ugh, it's so empty to me.

There's nothing wrong
with having money, Case.

You know, people just want
to live a comfortable life
and be happy.

Are you happy?

Yeah, I am. Because
I know myself.

I think your problem is,
is that you're still two
people.

You're the cop
and the rich girl.

And until you can accept
where you come from

and who you really are,
I think it's gonna be
pretty hard to be happy.

At least I didn't
sleep with Alvarez.

Hey, come on.

Ralph Chapelle.
Number six.

Ralph? Hi.

Is this six?

Across the hall.
This is nine.

Oh!

Should we...

Yeah, that's a
lot of paperwork.

Have a good night.

Mr. Chapelle,
it's the police.
Open up.

(GUN FIRING)

Shots fired! 1013 Rivington!
Number six!

Go, go, go, go!

(GUNSHOT)

(RALPH GRUNTING)

Do you know who this is?

Yeah, it's the bad guy.

It's Ralph Chapelle,
the boyfriend of the
naked guy's daughter?

Please don't tell Amanda.

(GRUNTING)

You know, looking around,
I can kind of guess how Byron
Maint got coated in cocaine.

Promise me you're gonna let
me talk to Amanda before
you tell her, all right?

You mean, before we tell her
you murdered her father
and tried to kill two cops?

God, that sounds really bad
when you say it out loud.

I'm gonna make
a deal with you.

You tell us the whole story,
and we'll talk to Amanda
for you.

Maybe you could get
a goodbye squeeze
in a conjugal trailer.

That's an idea.

Okay, listen. Week after
I get booted for stealing,
right?

Mr. Maint from the drugstore
comes to me, wants to make
me a deal.

He said that he'd front
me some cash for coke

and that he could get me
whatever I need to cut it,

then we'd split the profits.

Why would he do that?

I don't know. Something about
losing his house, debts.

He seemed pretty desperate.

Honestly, I don't
really listen to
people when they talk.

Yeah. This person
that you killed,

he was naked. Why?

Dude, he was always naked.

The minute he came
into my house, he had
to take off his clothes,

like his religion
or something.

I did not want to look
at that, you know?

How did you meet Amanda?

I was out one day,
and I see Byron.

He's got this
girl with him.

Oh, she's just so beautiful.
The top of my head just
blows right off.

So I figure out
where she lives
and I follow her.

And then figure out
where she hangs out,

and get all dressed up
and I meet her.

We started dating.

Then two days ago,
she invites me to
meet her folks.

And this morning,
her dad shows up
and he's pissed.

He says no way is
his daughter gonna
date a drug dealer.

Like, are you...

That's just crap, man,
because I'm more than
just a drug dealer!

You know, I read.

Hmm.

I'm a Libra.

Look, see? See that?
Sometimes I make
stuff out of wood.

Okay, Ralph, look, here.
You pulled a gun.

Dude, the guy took off.
He's naked. He's running
down the street.

What do you
want me to do?

You know,
all I'm thinking
the whole time is,

"I can't let him
tell Amanda.
I can't lose Amanda."

So, you do realize that
not in a million years is she
ever gonna kiss you again?

Yeah.

No, you just have
him call me back, please?
Okay, thank you.

Hey, Eddie.

Sergeant Brown asked
me to go to this VIP
funeral tonight,

some advisor
to the mayor.

I'm not good at
those things.

I mean, is there any way
that you can
go in my place

and represent the squad?

Really?

Yeah.

Yeah, I would be honored.

Oh, great. Thanks, man.
I really appreciate that.

I'll send you the address.

No, thank you.
I owe you one.

Not all of us get
to start over, son.

Some of us
get dirt in
our stockings.

We live out
in the cold.

(GRUNTING)

What?

I'm sorry, Frank.

I'm sorry

that I got a second
chance and you didn't.

I'm sorry that I wasn't
strong enough to save you.

Hi, I'm here
for the Maint funeral,
Byron Maint.

Yes, sir.

As per the family's wishes,
no clothes are allowed
in the reception area.

No clothes?

No, sir.

BANKS: So he bought it?

Oh, yeah. Are
you kidding me?

A VIP funeral. He
nearly peed himself.

(LAUGHS)

Thanks for your help, man.

Yeah. A good prank
is a beautiful thing.

Yeah, it is.

Hey, was that your
idea, Alvarez getting
in bed with me?

Nope. It was all Eddie.

Hmm.

It was good.
I'll give him that.

Wonder what Eddie's
doing right now.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(WINDOW PLAYING)

* That's right

* I'm gonna stay
awake for you

* My home

* My only way to be alone

Hi.

Hey.

So...

I thought about what
you said, and I think
you're right.

I think you should
be with Lisa.

I broke it off with Lisa.

You did? Why?

All she wanted to do
was go to fancy restaurants
and talk about real estate.

Oh.

We're not normal,
you and me.

You're a rich girl
who's trying to live
a blue-collar life,

and I'm the guy
whose father was a mailman,
who works on Wall Street.

I kind of like
that about you.

Girls like Lisa, you know,
I never know whether they
like me or my money.

Yeah.
I know how that feels.

But you got to lower
your guard. You got to
let me be me.

That's what Walsh says.

That I got to stop being
two people,
the cop and the rich girl.

Yeah, he's a smart man.

Yeah, he is.

So, what do we do now?

I could use some ice cream.

Oh, I love ice cream.

And maybe afterwards,
we can drive around in
your car with the siren on.

* That's right

* I'm gonna stay
awake for you *