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I can't believe you talked me into that last glass of wine.

Mom warned me you were a lightweight.

I always get tired of people telling me how much you look like her. Oh, no way.

Mom is still a babe. Tell me about it.

The reunion last year was like high school all over again.

Sweaty palms, rapid pull.

Nausea. I was so nervous the first time I asked her. I almost threw up.

Oh, young love is always so romantic.

A long time ago.

Yeah, my whole life.

Your mom and I lost track of each other for a while, but she tells me you've had

the showbiz bug since you were in diapers.

Yeah, 22 years of performing for my family.

Although I'm going to be working a lot tougher rooms than my editors out here.

And Jessie's room is all yours until she gets back from Hawaii with my ex. And

after that, the couch is available to get on your feet.

Come on, Chris. We'll send the key to starting.

We'll be there in a minute.

If you missed the teaser, I don't want to have to explain it. Did you hear what

I just said?

Can't a woman have a moment to herself?

Take all the time you need, sweetie.

I need exactly two minutes.

I was thirsty.

Water?

I thought you were thirsty.

Oh, I was, but now I'm hungry.

Julianne, oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Chris, are you... Blue!

How'd that happen?

I mean, wow, Blue.

Is that the best you can do, wow?

We're having a baby.

You're happy about that?

Chris, it's our baby.

How else could I possibly feel?

Just another day in L .A., oh, oh.

Anybody, be more than me.

Anybody,

please be free.

Stop that.

What is it now?

Just another day.

Cindy Anderson, 25.

Was attacked from behind as she took out the garbage. Was dragged inside,

blindfolded, bound, and gagged. Three perps, two men and a woman?

The best she could tell.

Letterhead Robert, four victims in the last two weeks, Lieutenant.

First letter, their last name carved into their foreheads.

If you can stomach ten more years of this crap, you too can be a lieutenant.

Pacific Blue Division.

No, ma 'am, this is a civilian operator.

I'll connect you to an officer now.

Victor.

So how'd it go with internal affairs?

Having her health?

And getting my job back would be?

Both. Then I'm in limbo.

When I push those people around after Linda died, I guess I kind of ruined my

career. Not bad, huh?

Continued suspension pending further review of my psychiatric evaluation.

Man, you play Russian roulette once and you get labeled crazy for life.

Exactly.

This is a good thing.

For the man who had never experienced contractions?

No pain, no gain, no baby.

And no choice.

This isn't the way I wanted to plan a family.

Me either, Chris.

But fate has spoken.

So now I will.

Marry me.

What?

Marry me, Christine.

No, TC.

Why not?

Because I am not going to walk down the aisle at the end of the shotgun.

If you'd have asked me yesterday, maybe I would have said yes. But the only

reason why you're asking me today is because I'm pregnant.

With my baby? Our baby.

This isn't supposed to happen this way.

Birth control isn't 100 % effective.

Are you going to blame me for that?

No.

But I'm not going to marry you because of it.

None of the prints found at the house match any unknown perps. Men, women,

black, white, Hispanic, rich, poor, all tied to their beds and disfigured. Corey

hasn't found a link between any of the victims yet. And she won't find one

because this is the link. The first letter of their last names.

Maura. Or Rome.

Rome.

Or God knows what.

It's probably going to be Maura.

All I'm saying is if we're going to do it, let's at least go after people who

got money.

Money ain't the object.

Yeah, I know, I know. But all the same, there's going to be lots of rich people

whose last name starts... What's the next letter?

L. Right. And why do we got to drag them to the bed anyway? You know, if we

knock them out in the hall, just leave them there.

They found Luke's mom in bed.

Lucky I don't charge you by the hour.

I almost gave up finding you, Tony.

I'm sorry, Hans.

Way to train right this morning, huh?

That's sad, Luke.

In my country, we have a word for that face.

Loser. Old loser.

I'm racing towards 40 next month.

Well, at least you don't have to worry about your hair turning gray.

I kissed a 22 -year -old girl yesterday.

We have a word for that, too.

Oh, no. She came on to me.

My knees buckled. She's the daughter of a girl I dated in high school.

What does that make me?

The sun will rise tomorrow.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Doug, am I drunk?

Not yet. Then she is gorgeous.

How you doing, babe?

Much better since you got here.

You're blocking a draft.

Is it bitch night in here or what? Personality night.

How did you get in?

My treat.

Get your friend a companion.

Sweetheart, you got a pretty bad attitude for a bimbo who was... Why

just back down, okay?

It is bitch night.

Come on.

How bad?

He eloped with his ex last week.

And this is how he tells you?

Yeah.

What a coward.

He said he loved me, Chris.

He said it was over with her.

Some guy dumped you?

All right, dude.

Listen, you little twerp.

If you had him, I'd kick him up into your throat.

Sir, I'm a police officer, and I'm asking you to back off.

A cop?

Oh, man.

I should have seen it.

You two are lovers.

Nice shot, Corey.

I'm the late shift. You have to be in at 7.

And I am not letting you have all the fun. Hello, little boy.

Hi. How are you? Okay.

Come dance with Daddy.

You're still up.

I remember when I said today about marrying you.

Do you see? I couldn't ask for anything more than to be your husband and the

father of our family.

I made a doctor's appointment two days from now.

I have no clue what happens next.

I want to go with you.

Hey, I got your message. What's up?

I'm moving out, Tony. I rented a motel on Sunset.

I prefer you didn't. I told your mother I'd look after you.

Who knew you'd be the one in danger?

Julianne, what happened was my fault.

Look, just because you're older doesn't make me less of an adult.

You may have been confusing me with my mother, but I do find you attractive.

The feeling's mutual.

The woman I'm attracted to isn't a fond memory. She's right here.

Oh, maybe we should kiss and make up.

Let's just start over.

Beginning with you staying.

Deal. Thanks.

Are we going to be telling my mother about this?

Are you out of your mind?

I found this on the coffee table, and I couldn't help but look at it.

How did she ever let you get away?

clandestine meetings in public places did you bring the microphone natasha i'm

coming up thanks

for meeting me victor usually father cory with these kind of things but she's

little preoccupied right now okay well you know if it needs to be said this

conversation never happened what's going on i'm pregnant yeah

Congratulations.

Well, now that the initial shock is over, yeah, thanks.

Did she know?

Oh, yeah.

He's asked me to marry him.

Oh, surprise, surprise. Just keep him coming, please.

Sorry, Victor. There's just so much to say. I'm just not doing it very well.

Don't worry. You got nine months.

I just needed to talk to someone to sort things out.

You can't tell TC that you know, okay? I mean, you can't even tell anyone.

Scott's on it. Great. I won't tell a soul.

Does it have to be tonight? I was going to play cards. Look, I brought you along

because I needed the extra muscle. You're not down for it. No, I am. I want

do it. I need the money.

So you could lose it playing cards? You sound like my mother.

At least you've got a mother.

Hey, where's Donna?

She's at work already.

Santa Monica Police, Pacific Blue Division. How may I direct your call?

The FBI agrees with our psych profile on these guys.

They say they're just toying with us and that the violence will most likely

escalate.

What about license plate?

We've run every possible California combination of the letters M -O -R -A.

Nothing.

6 -6 -7 -2. Those numbers correspond to the letters on the phone keypad.

Run them for addresses, phones.

socials, start local and fan out.

You okay, Tom?

It's one of those I've been from a long time.

Run him.

He's suing me?

For what?

You broke his nose, Corey.

You didn't know?

I was, uh, I'm a little unclear about last night's events.

You want to talk about it?

Broken heart.

I'll get over it.

I just can't right now, Lieutenant.

Not yet.

Well, went in if you want to.

Thanks.

Do I need to lawyer up, Lieutenant?

Well, it depends on whether or not this Doug Frazier press is the issue. If he

does, we're going to have to notify IA.

Perfect. But you know, Corey, sometimes these things can be solved outside the

official channels.

Let him punch me?

Apologize.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing?

Patrolling. No riding inside, young lady.

I'm bored, Daddy.

Emily, when you came to work with your mother and I, we told you we'd be here

until our shifts were over.

But I want to go home now.

I'm going to go home now.

T .C., are you listening to me?

I'm going to go home now.

Are you feeling okay?

I'm a little queasy, but I'll be back.

I just scored an L at the market a couple of blocks over. This guy's

wearing a sign begging us to take him down.

Translation? He's got this huge name tag. It says Lancaster.

All right, good work. We hit in a couple hours.

I don't say.

Take mine.

I gotta get back. Make sure Santa Monica's finest hasn't caught a clue

Hey, don't worry, babe.

Game's almost done.

You'll be out of there soon.

Well, you sure made quite a first impression.

Um, that really wasn't like me at all.

Usually leave with your jab?

Like you have a beautiful smile.

Yeah, I definitely didn't see that the other night.

Well, it really wasn't a very good day for me.

Yeah, me neither.

Sorry. No sweat?

Well, part of your typical some guy broke your heart so you broke another

nose situation.

Okay, so I'm typical.

So far, not even close.

But he's obviously a loser who didn't deserve you.

Um, I, uh, I gotta go to work.

Before you go, there's something I should tell you.

I never really planned on suing you.

What? I... I really wanted to see you again.

If you're gonna hit me, go for anywhere but the nose.

So, you warmed up?

I'm finished.

All right. I'll see you manana.

Olé.

You know what? You should really take it easy.

You're not exactly getting any younger, you know.

You think I'm old, Del Toro?

I wouldn't have thought so. But you must be.

If you're filling out retirement forms.

What? Sergeant Lewis at processing. He told me when I was downtown.

Son of a... Asking for mine.

Look, Victor, I know this internal affairs review is dragging out, but...

ain't gonna happen. They're not gonna let me back in. I can feel it.

Ever since Linda's death, they figure I shouldn't be walking around with a

loaded gun anymore.

And you think they're right?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I just want to leave with some dignity on my own terms, you know?

Victor, you're a great cop.

A little overzealous, but because you have a passion for it, one you won't

easily replace.

Say the exact same thing to you.

You want to know what's worse than never having a passion?

Feeling one dry up and the hole leaves behind.

Well, I already have one of those.

Ever since Linda died.

And every day I just think it's going to get better.

But it just gets bigger.

Then you owe it to yourself to think long and hard before you create another

one. You walk away voluntarily, I guarantee that's what's going to happen.

You don't think that Doug thinks that I'm too forward, do you?

Uh -huh.

I mean, I just had this look on his face and I couldn't help myself.

I think it would be good to raise a little boy on the beach. Certainly work

TC.

Can I tell you what an incredible kisser he is?

Excuse me?

Any black and white or Pacific blue units in the area?

Disturbance reported in the alley behind Surfside Market.

This is 1PB4 responding.

His first name is Lancaster, you moron. How could you screw this up? Well, come

on. I mean, what kind of idiot has got the first name Lancaster?

I do.

My grandfather gave it to me. Hey, guys.

Ha!

You okay?

So you're telling me you're seeing somebody on the force, and I didn't know

about it? And there's more?

We're in love.

No. And?

Is this pregnant?

No way.

And this one is really going to rock your world, my friend, but... It's

What?

When did she stop seeing Palermo?

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding. It's a joke.

Is this good news, yes? Bad news?

Which is it?

I guess it's good news.

Well, then, congratulations, buddy. I mean, fantastic for the both of you.

Thanks, man. But you cannot tell a soul.

You can't tell Chris that I told you this.

Scouts honor.

I won't tell anyone.

I'll see you later.

Okay. See you.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, I think about it every game, but my dad did a good job in the tournament

game.

I'll say.

You raised a beautiful, sensitive woman.

It was a vicious right cry.

Look, tell me something else about you.

Something no one else knows.

Moral. I don't know, Chris.

You really think this is too obvious?

Definitely.

There's nothing in their M .O. to indicate any kind of hidden religious or

philosophical agenda.

We've got to catch these lunatics before they find a now last name to replace

Lancaster. You know they're out hunting.

M is the 13th letter, O the 15th, and so on.

Could be an ex -com's prison number. That's worth a shot, Lieutenant.

I'll check the prison numbers.

This is really sick.

They're writing us messages in blood.

I'm afraid this could just be the first chapter.

I'm really starting to hate this job.

Do you have any antacids? Chris, I am going crazy. I think I am totally losing

my mind. What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the need to kill Tim Stone for totally plunging me into an

identity crisis. Will you speak in English before I have to kill you?

Last

night,

I had the most tender, just the wildest...

That's the best sex of my life.

And the problem how?

Because of the four dates shorter than my five -date minimum.

Not to mention he was probably a rebound.

He probably was. So what?

Well, that makes last night rebound sex, which makes me dysfunctional.

Where are you going?

I think I have to throw up. Oh, God.

What if I'm pregnant?

Wait a minute. I can't be pregnant.

Oh.

Unless there's that 1 % failure rate to read about.

Where are you going?

I thought you were going to stay longer. Why are you leaving tomorrow night?

Well, because the sooner I leave, the sooner I can tie up loose ends at home

move out here.

Give L .A. a real shot.

Until you get settled, you can stay with me.

Look, I'll let you treat me to a couple of dinners, maybe, but this whole under

-one -roof thing, it's just not a good idea.

Well, everything was fine.

Everything's more than fine. I mean, especially you. You're just... You're

too hot, Tony. I mean, one more kitchen rendezvous or one more glimpse of you in

your shorts and... Julia, I promise.

Discipline is one thing, but I've always had a hard time denying myself of

something that I want that bad.

Especially when I know it's so good.

I know exactly what you're feeling.

Come on.

What happened to the car, Jimmy?

Are you asking or accusing me? The car is ruined.

You mean your life is ruined.

I know you never wanted me.

What are you talking about?

Come on, Mom.

You were three months pregnant when you and Dad got married.

Did you really think I wouldn't do the math one day? We loved each other and we

wanted a family.

You know what we wanted? We just did it backwards, that's all.

And by the way, the other guy hit me while I was stopped.

Thanks for asking.

Jimmy!

Jimmy! Can you believe that, Chris?

There I was, dead stopped, and the guy almost hits me.

Fingerprints from five felons in her home?

That was just in her kitchen alone. There were three more in the bedrooms

the living room, and another one in the bathroom.

The one set belonged to her boyfriend, but he's now serving 10 to 15 for

narcotics. You'll find that most of those sheets say the same thing.

Some were his clients, I'm guessing the rest were sales crew.

Anything that ties into the letterhead assaults?

Thanks, Donna. Not so far, but there are four of them that are currently guests

of our penal system, so that should make the search easier.

All look like creeps to me. They are, but thank God for them.

They give us job security.

Hey, didn't one of your closest friends find out through the grapevine that

you're leaving the force?

I can't believe you, Victor, without even letting me try to discourage you,

if you wouldn't have listened.

The papers are in my desk drawer.

If I decide to submit them, you'll be the first to know.

I'm sorry.

You're my friend, and I know that you're going through a rough time right now,

and I just wish I knew how to help you.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Um, is that, uh... I... yeah.

Um... I left him in bed this morning before he woke up.

Thanks for sharing.

I just don't know what you want me to say.

You've got me totally baffled.

Look, first you punch me, then you kiss me.

And you're not wearing any underwear, and then... I... I know what's in.

Corey, when two people have the best first date in history and end it with

kind of sex we had, the next thing that happens is they do it again, the first

chance they get, and again and again.

Doug, I'm sorry I ducked out on you this morning, but there are things I'm going

through right now.

And even though we made love and it was like nothing I've ever felt before in my

life. It was still just rebound sex.

Robbie took his glove off?

At that chick's house. When he went to the bathroom, they found a perfect print

on the toilet flusher.

I knew he was an idiot. Damn it! His mug is plastered up on a board.

These cops are jonesing bad for us, Luke. You got him going nuts.

They won't stop until they find him.

And I guarantee you, he leads them straight to us.

Well, I guess that leaves us no choice then.

Well, I guess not.

You know what I'm saying, Hans? I mean, who says you have to do the same thing

your whole life?

I feel like I'm going around in circles.

I do that always.

I've just been on my wheels in circles.

Half my life is over half.

I look in the mirror and I can't believe the face I see.

He's got gray hair and his eyes just don't sparkle like they used to.

You need a woman.

How would that help?

It's where the sparkle comes from.

And you start dyeing your hair.

Jackie's going away to college in a year.

I'd love to meet someone to share my life with.

You will.

I tried, I tried.

My beeper keeps going off in the middle of the night.

Instead of living my dream, I'm into someone else's nightmare.

But what would you do if you weren't a cop, Tony?

I wanted to be an artist once.

Carve stone, make something beautiful with my hands.

They teach a course for that in Italy.

I raised him and kicked his butt.

I would love to live in Italy.

I wouldn't have to be a richer. I wouldn't care about Stan.

I just... I want the days to add up to something.

You need a woman.

Right. Well, I'm slipping off now to get some sleep, Tony.

You should, too.

Look at this letter I got from that M -chick in the Walkman.

From that girl that we just hit, Elle.

Okay, look at this.

Mr. Oswald, it's cool, huh? It's like eel skin or something.

Why don't you get me a beer, bro? Hey, anything, man.

I'm having the time of my life thanks to you.

Hey, uh, I don't mean to pry, but you ever gonna clue me why the hell this all

makes up for your mother being dead?

I didn't think so.

Hey, you at least gonna tell me what the next letter is?

Cool, man. I'll start looking.

Oh, don't bother, Mr.

Edwards.

I'll have to apply for death duty after the first trimester.

That'll give me regular hours and time to take care of things.

Can I make a suggestion here, just for a little while?

No lists, no plans of actions, no worries. Let's just listen to what the

has to say, and then we'll roll with it.

You are way too evolved, Wendell Terrence Calloway III.

Oh, and by the way, don't even suggest that name for our baby.

Well, some interesting results.

Unfortunately, not what you were hoping for.

You're not pregnant, Chris.

I'm sorry.

How can that be?

I'm seeing indications of an ovarian cyst.

These growths can alter your body chemistry just enough to signal a false

positive. The cyst?

It isn't dangerous, is it? I don't believe so. Medication and time should

care of it.

But no, baby.

I'll give you two a moment alone.

Thank you.

Yeah, I'd like to report a dead body at 627 Main Sale Court, apartment 42.

How do I know?

I killed him.

We used to hang out at Robbie's, Luke. Our fingerprints will be everywhere.

It'll take them time to match.

No, I've watched these cops. They're not stupid.

Yes, they are. They don't have a clue.

Maybe we should skip town.

After tonight, we can skip wherever you want, baby. I'm just saying, do we have

to do any more letters?

One. The one.

Come on.

I just wanted to apologize.

No need.

You had a rough week.

Yeah, well, I didn't have my nose broken.

So what now?

Well, that's sort of up to you.

I was hoping you'd give me a fifth chance.

We go to a bar and we just drink.

I promise no punches thrown.

Go to a restaurant, no embarrassing kisses.

Best cat's honor.

Go on a date and always wear underwear?

Wow.

Like we were supposed to be.

Thank you.

Hey, why are you clearing out your locker?

Because they asked me to.

At least until the appeals hearing in two weeks.

Lieutenant. Victor.

Hey. Either way, life goes on.

Thank you.

Neighbors say that Robbie Edwards' apartment was a magnet for low -level

criminal. Forensics already matched up four sets of prints.

Black and whites are looking to pull them in. They're laughing in our faces,

calling it impersonal life.

Why would they kill one of their own? I don't know, unless they knew somehow we

ID'd Edwards and were closing in on him.

What's that?

Physical evidence already dusted for print.

It's an earring found in the last victim's body.

Hey, that looks familiar.

If he did know you, I'd eat Edwards. How?

This is her earring. What?

Stop that lady!

Hey, you're making the car on your... What?

I'm on suspension. I don't have a gun.

She won't talk, McKenna. She wants a lawyer.

All right.

There's three of them. Jonathan Custody, Edwards is dead.

Who's the third one?

Well, somebody smart enough to have the girl working in our house, spying on the

investigation. But why?

It's personal.

Call my house.

Isn't Jesse out of town?

Yeah, I got a house guest. Her name is Julianne. I'm going with you. You're

Call her.

It's unfortunate, but a Palermo has to die.

Still no answer, Lieutenant.

I'll keep trying.

When your dad shot me in the neck, the hospital called my mom, and they told

I was dead, which I wasn't.

But before she could find out, she got into bed.

She killed herself.

Three. Drop the weapon. Too late, Palermo.

Not my daughter's a family friend.

Yeah, right.

Look, look at the picture. Look.

It was a call for backup.

This is 1PB4 requesting backup.

Don't worry, son.

You'll get that move when you're older.

Hey, I'm sorry, you guys.

That would have been one gorgeous baby.

Unless, of course, it had my father's hair and her mother's feet.

What's wrong with my mother's feet?

What, are you kidding me? Size 10, extra narrow, and a 5 '2 frame? Well,

who knows?

Maybe someday we'll start down that road again.

Maybe.

Oh, by the way, I asked if I could testify at your appeals hearing, and

agreed.

Fantastic.

You know, my union attorney says, The weight of my commendations should swing

in my favor.

So, I'll take all the help I can get.

Good, man.

Hi. Hi. Hey.

Well, somebody's in a good mood today.

Tim Stone called.

Oh. What did he want? You hung up on him, right? He wanted to know if I

understood his decision.

And you said?

That I got it.

And I was getting it. Oh. And for him to rot in hell. Oh, yeah.

Can I see you guys in a minute?

Two months?

Even though I'm using vacation time, technically it's a leave of absence.

Everything all right, Tony?

Yeah, I've just been on the job for 18 years without a break.

What are you going to do with all that time?

Think.

Read a book, go to Italy. I don't know.

Italy?

Is Jessie going to stay with her mom?

I told her she could call any of you if there's a problem.

Yeah? Yeah, absolutely.

Downtown's reassigning someone to fill in for me.

Try not to send that individual screaming into the night.

Lieutenant, you are coming back, aren't you?

As soon as I get through this little midlife crisis thing.

Why don't you get a sports car like everyone else?

Just mine.

They make Ferraris in Italy, huh?

Don't try to talk it down.

Why, everyone, that's all my town.

Look down at me.

It works for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in LA.

Everybody sees more than me.

Anybody thinks he is free.

Someday.

What is it now? Just another day.