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Hey,

Inspector. Hey.

Are you sure you can handle that?

This is a moment that requires complete confidence.

Why don't you cut it in half?

Coward's way out. Oh, man.

Oh, I am very impressed. Don't try this at home, rookies. Who do you call a

rook?

Officer down! Officer down!

GSW, according to Gramercy and Pacific, I need emergency medical response and

backup now!

Copy. Give me help. You're losing too much blood. You press here, okay? Help

on the way. You stay down!

How is he?

Doing surgery.

What did the doctor say?

He's critical. It's too soon to tell.

Are you all right?

It's Danziger.

Did you get blood?

Chang and me.

Everyone, swing by the hospital when you can.

Andy, Danziger needs your blood.

How's Chang holding up?

Not good.

They partnered right out of the academy.

It's been almost a year.

Captain. I got a witness who saw a man.

Medium height, medium build, blonde, mid -thirties, sunglasses.

He climbed out of the alley after the shot.

Get a sketch.

Get out to the neighborhood. Keep it sealed off.

Door to door.

So, I want to go over this beat by beat.

Is it all right if I... Sure.

Peter. Sorry.

What's wrong? I didn't get much sleep last night.

I'll tell you about it later. Let's just do this.

Was it

professional?

I don't think so.

The 22 I found, ballistics checkout, no prints.

For shooting tin cans within a backyard, not a pro's weapon of choice.

Your real numbers?

Filed off.

Well, check it out anyway. Yeah, I'll check it out. I'll check everything out

until we get the bastard.

It was that close, you know. It could have been any one of us.

Whoever it was knew the neighborhood because the alley sets up as the best

to get off a shot. And get away clean. Yeah, another place.

Great breakfast burrito.

Hey.

Let us go.

No, uh, either someone set up in the alley to target Danziger or went out to

shoot a cop. Take your pick.

Fine, so we all keep our heads down.

Well, we work both angles.

And Ginny?

Hey, Gin.

We're looking to make an arrest here and not settle a score.

We want the shooter breathing and in one piece.

Fine. I get your point.

It's done here, Inspector.

Okay, go ahead and bag the wallet, the money, the brick.

Got it.

Pizza sleeve.

Cindy!

Hey, Al. Hey.

I've got some of the neighbors here.

So, uh, Angela's at her wedding? Yeah, her sister -in -law. She'll be back in a

couple of days.

Okay. These people here.

Hi.

Hello. Good morning.

You knew the victim?

Just to order pizza from them. They're close by and they're good. A lot of

people in the neighborhood use them, I think.

He had family, didn't he?

Was it a robbery?

That's one possibility.

Corey, you spotted the body.

Yeah, I was just riding my bike. I thought it was somebody sleeping.

Corey told me and I called the police.

So what can you tell us about the house?

The owners are Don and Connie Abrams.

Don's an engineer.

They've been away for a couple of months on a project overseas.

They're not due back until the end of the year.

So the house is vacant?

Pretty much.

Gardner comes.

Connie fits her every once in a while. We all kind of keep an eye on the house.

And which one is your house?

I'm up there.

Hey, Corey.

Mom, can I go with Seth? Not too far.

Cool.

Mom, let's go to here.

Did either of you order pizza last night?

Last time was probably a month ago. A couple of weeks ago. So none of you

or saw anything unusual in the evening's house yesterday evening?

Lights, noise, anyone loitering. Oh, nothing like that.

Oh, Tammy!

That's my daughter. Excuse me.

Hey. What happened?

Go inside.

I'll be there in a minute.

This is a good neighborhood.

It could be anyone.

Well, take a closer look.

This is a man who shot your partner.

Yeah.

We're looking for this man.

Have you ever seen him?

I don't think so.

Wouldn't any of the current list of residents like to stay? Any other

information that you got?

Yeah, I'll print it out for you. Just take a moment. Appreciate it.

When we finish up this side of Gramercy, we should go check out those apartments

around the corner. Fine.

I moved out last night.

Karen and I are finished.

Sorry you're going through this, Peter.

You know, it's not so bad.

We finally talked. I mean, we've been slicing each other up for years. It's

to stop.

Anyway, her sister's with her at the house.

She's talking about moving back to Denver to be near her folks.

I don't know.

The point is, I think it's going to be okay.

I'm glad. That's really good.

Can I see that picture again? Yeah.

Can I remind you of someone?

There's a guy in 312.

Checked in a couple of weeks ago.

Hanson?

I'm not sure.

Kind of looks like him.

And? Well, we take a credit card from everyone who checks in.

Yeah? Well, 312, we got his card, but he still comes down every morning like

clockwork. He pays in cash.

Except today, he never showed up.

Can you run the card?

You said that the house was empty?

Yes.

But how could this be?

Please, sit down.

They called and they ordered the pizza.

Mrs. Venato, is there someone you can stay with?

Sent the kids away to my parents.

What do I say to them?

They want their father.

They didn't take his wallet?

No.

There was $100 in it. Does that sound about right?

Yeah. To, uh... For the deliveries, you know, and to make change.

Was it normal for your husband to make his own deliveries?

You know, at the... Sometimes, the end of the evening, last run of the night,

you know, Tony would help out.

If the delivery boy was sick or something.

And last night?

Last night.

Frankie,

uh...

The fellow that does our deliveries, he was late.

And we were so busy that... Oh, God.

He did it. Frankie did it.

Frankie killed Tony.

What makes you think that?

He was always late.

Tony told him if it happened again, he was going to have to let him go.

And he came in last night.

They had a fight.

They were arguing, and Tony fired him, and he was furious.

He killed him.

Can

we

get a last name and an address on Frankie?

His credit card was stolen along with a wallet and some IDs about three weeks

ago. No clues in the back. Stay right here. Anybody in the room? No, we waited

for you.

Great.

Clear.

That son of a bitch followed me everywhere.

He knows where I live, where I shop for grocery, where I take my damn laundry.

Where you eat breakfast.

Do we get prints?

No. The room is clean. So are the photos. No other ID. Okay, until this is

you're riding a desk.

What? Round the clock surveillance on duty and off. You go no place alone.

Captain, that's bull.

I can take care of myself. You're off the street. That's an order.

I'm not done.

You need to look at your old cases. Yeah, I know that.

And while you're at it, look at yourself.

What is that supposed to mean?

You live your life the way you live your life.

And for the most part, that's your business.

But it can create antagonisms.

Well, I guess I'm just a dumb cop.

Why'd you spell that out for me?

Maybe someone you said yes to has a wife. And maybe someone you said no to

doesn't like being singled out.

Is that all?

Think about it.

Hey, Jen. You all right?

Great. I'm fine. What are you guys doing here?

What do you think? I'm your brother. Oh, yeah. Like you're Casey's brother?

You find out he's gay? Huh? That's another subject. Oh, okay, great. What

subject? I'm worried about you, Dad.

Dad's worried sick. Everybody's worried. Oh, great.

Okay. Why don't we just all have dinner together tonight, huh? The whole clan.

You guys, me, Dad.

Then we can just really discuss how to protect poor little defenseless me.

That's what I thought.

You know what?

I got work to do.

Right.

Kitchen.

Just tell us about last night, Frankie. I have.

What time did you leave the pizza parlor?

A little before 8.

I got to Terry's apartment about 8 .30 and left there about 2. And you stayed

that apartment all night?

I just told you. And your girlfriend, Terry, will confirm that? I was there.

Ask her.

We will.

What did you and Mr. Venato argue about, Frankie?

Is that what this is about?

Look, I was late to work and the guy lost it. No big deal.

Okay.

I went into the register.

And I took out what he owed me for the night before.

He told me, do it. If he told you different, he's lying.

He can find me, but he's got to pay me.

Right?

Look.

Is he here?

Is he in there?

Let me talk to him.

Mr. Venato is dead, Frankie.

He was murdered last night between 10 and midnight out on a delivery.

Would you know anything about that?

No. I swear.

You know, normally you would have made that delivery.

meet Frankie?

I guess.

I mean, everybody does.

Serious enough to want you dead?

Do you need a hand?

Where's Peter?

He took some time off.

He went home to pick up some clothes and left his wife.

You okay?

Don't ask.

You know, you ever stop to think how many people hate you just because you've

been a cop?

We arrest them, put them away, and they hate us.

Parents hate us. Friends, relatives.

They do the crime, but what happens afterward is supposed to be our fault. I

know. Victims, too.

Ask them, where were you when the crime happened? Why are the perps getting off

so lightly?

They're supposed to cheer me up. Listen, Jen.

We can't overlook anything here, okay? Somebody took a shot at you. That's more

than hate.

That's dedication.

Ginny.

Hi. I'll be back in a minute.

I got here as soon as I could. Thank God you're okay.

Andy Danziger isn't okay.

No, I didn't mean... No.

I'm sorry. I don't know where that came from.

Hey, you're on edge.

Come on, it's understandable.

Look, I gotta get back. I want you to stay at my place tonight.

Uh, no, I'm going home. Our lovely captain has arranged surveillance.

Oh, good.

But I'm coming over.

I'm spending the night.

Okay.

Successful prosecutions, acquittals, and jail terms already served.

Terrific. And him?

Are you and Teddy okay?

Apparently, he is sleeping at my place tonight.

I thought you two hadn't... We haven't.

So it's nice tonight?

Not a clue.

I am in totally new territory here.

We've been out four times and nothing.

Nothing? Well, fooling around.

You know me, usually I'm rounding the bases.

Again. But you really like him. You're attracted to him.

I never wanted to be.

He's a good attitude.

Yeah, but now I got something to lose.

Hey.

Cochran Craig, involuntary manslaughter.

Served three years, been on probation for four months.

9 .05, Mr. Venato gets a call at the restaurant for two large pizzas with

everything on it.

9 .30, he leaves the restaurant, makes two prior stops, and comes here.

He gets to the door with the pizzas, and then someone jumps him from the bushes.

Trash bag over his head.

Gets him with a brick.

Simple. Except the call to order the pizza came from inside the house. No

entry, so how'd they get in?

And according to the owner's sister, the only available key was the one she gave

us. The Abrams changed the locks before they left.

Kids playing outside.

Everyone knows everyone else.

Solid, stable, settled.

Seems like a nice place to grow up.

A place like this, people sometimes leave a hidden key outside.

It really is.

I read about it somewhere.

Let's find out.

Take the bedroom.

It's my sanctuary.

Tell the tour buses to come on through. Relax.

Just let them look.

The kitchen's okay.

All clear.

Keep your doors and windows locked.

Check into the bed. I lost a favorite pair of socks there. We'll be out front,

okay, for the next shift change.

He'll let you know when we'll pick up Cochran. Can hardly wait.

Get some rest.

Keep that open. I want to get some air.

It's something. You'll feel better.

You know what? I will feel better when that dirtbag Cochran is in custody.

If he's even the guy. I don't know.

He's got to be the guy. Threatened me when I arrested him. He threatened me

again at trial.

Come on, stop. You're making yourself crazy.

A police officer

was hurt and may die because of me.

No.

No, no, no. Because of the man that shot him.

You know what I thought when Andy was hit?

He's lying there. He's bleeding.

And all I could think was, thank God it's not me.

Why not?

When it happens, I don't want it to be about anything else.

Just us.

Can

we get a

cup of coffee?

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Magda, I should be thinking about Karen.

But all I think about all day is you.

Us. Together.

I know your feelings for me are different.

Les, I'm asking you to give me a chance.

A chance.

I could be good for you. And Ben, you know I love you.

Someone from the neighborhood knew about this.

They let themselves in and made the call.

Yeah, but to jump Frankie or Venato, neither makes any sense.

How would the killer know who'd make the delivery?

And even if they did, why would they run the risk of going into the house?

It still could have been a robbery that got out of hand and the robber panicked.

Yeah, but why not take down the house?

With honor among neighborhood thieves?

His wallet was there, but something was missing.

Something that we know he came with.

Two of them, in fact.

You're saying he was killed for the pizzas.

Man, arm is numb.

Better?

Yeah, no.

Might get a cold.

Is it better?

Yeah.

Do you shave every day?

Of course.

Do you like it?

I'll get used to it.

Are we going to sleep now? Definitely.

I figured.

It's probably not.

That false alarm.

What?

How do you think that makes me feel?

You're in danger and I'm supposed to hide in the closet?

Well, come on. Come hide here with me under the covers. It's warmer.

Come on.

Look, if I shoot the neighbor's cat from a stake, you can defend me in court.

Oh, it's fine.

Come on. Let's just try to get some sleep, okay?

Okay, so no one has seen him, including his parole officer, who has just somehow

forgotten to report that fact.

Cochran's a couple of days late for his check -in. His officer decided to cut

him a break.

That is truly beautiful.

The desk clerk over at the motel couldn't ID him, but, I mean, then

could have altered his appearance.

Or it could be another guy entirely.

Or it could be Cochran and he's long gone. Or he could be sitting across the

street from the station with a shotgun. Basically, we have no idea and I'm just

a rat in the trap.

Cochran's around.

His stuff is still in his apartment.

We got our people on it, plus snitches.

Hey, Chang, how is he?

Rough night.

They, um, almost lost him.

They had to open up his chest again.

How is he now?

He's stable.

But, uh...

Captain came by and threw me out, so... I gotta get out of here.

Anchovies, olives.

Jalapeno, mushroom, saffron.

You know, this is great. My daughter asked me, Daddy, how was your day?

I was supposed to tell her I spent it looking for waters of large pizza with

everything on it.

That's pretty much all we know about the killer except for the hidden key.

Hey, how old is your daughter now?

Old. Twelve.

What do you think the family's going to do with the restaurant?

Sell it.

Why? Business is good.

Yeah, but how can they ever send anybody out on a delivery again?

Yeah. Yeah.

Large pizza, everything on it.

Ordered 5 .11 p .m. That's the afternoon before the murder.

1623 Marywood.

There.

Across the street.

That's the Bradford house.

They told us they hadn't ordered pizza in a couple of weeks.

Ma 'am, Jimmy, I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

I knew I'd come without you, so... Why are you so stubborn?

Ma 'am.

What is that?

A list of guys that I've slept with. Ones I can remember, anyway. A

captain's idea.

I'm going to need a bigger book.

Here you go. Thank you.

I'll be right back.

What do we really know about anybody?

You know, any cop or genie haters here today, raise your hand.

Thank you.

It's not a big illusion, isn't it?

What? Security?

We all go through our little daily routines.

We think we're safe.

We're not.

It can happen any moment, any day. No warning. Bang. It's over. It goes with

job, Jen.

If I thought that's the way it would always be, I was looking over my

I'd tell you I'd fail right now. No, you won't. I got your back. Everybody does.

You're going to beat this thing, Jen, and you're going to move on with your

life. Which is looking up, by the way.

Theodore?

We slept together last night.

Slept.

The thing is, you know, if I'm closer to him lying there, I'm fully clothed.

And I have the guys.

You know.

Weird.

I asked my wife. She said no.

I was at work.

Well, someone at this address ordered a pizza from Bonato's two days ago.

Delivered and paid for.

I don't understand.

Tammy!

Tammy,

come on out here.

Hey, honey, did you order a pizza from Venato's the day that the man was

Yeah.

Misresolved. You ate a large pizza all by yourself?

Well, some of the kids shifted and shared.

What kids?

Cory from across the street?

Well, him and Ian and Seth.

Neighborhood kids.

Tammy, would you happen to know where the Abrams keep the hidden key to their

house? We know they have one. We just don't know where it is.

Why would I know that?

You want to see me? Yeah.

Andy, Dan think it's going to be okay.

He's awake and conscious.

He's got a long road ahead, but the prognosis is good.

Oh, and they picked your friend Cochran up in Oakland.

They're bringing him in.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Corey.

You remember me and Inspector DeLuca, right? Hey.

Uh, sure.

Who's this?

Oh, uh, this is my friend, Seth.

And where do you live, Seth? Over there.

You guys know the Abrams kids, right? We know.

You been inside their house before?

Yeah, lots of times. Well, we were wondering if you could help us find the

hidden key.

We forgot ours.

What key?

According to Tammy Bradford, you know where it is.

Why didn't she tell you?

She doesn't know where they keep it.

That's what she says anyway.

She's lying.

You think you can keep it together?

He'll let me in?

I need his reaction to you.

If we can keep it together. Let's go.

Mr. Cochran, you broke parole.

I'm going back inside.

You have nothing to say?

That's what lawyers are for.

I forgot to check in one time. I got no problems.

You had at least one problem.

Attempted murder of a police officer.

Where were you at 7 .30 a .m. yesterday?

I don't remember.

Who am I supposed to have tried to off?

What do you know?

Want to make a statement?

Sure. If it wasn't me.

If it was, I would have finished it.

Do you own a .22 caliber rifle?

Now I'm surprised at you, ma 'am.

You know X -Con can't own or possess a firearm.

We're not going to get anything from him.

Hey, X -Ted.

If you find the guy, give him a message for me.

Good luck.

Yeah, I just don't think it's him.

He broke parole. He has no alibi. He hates you guys.

I got a file cabinet from those.

And we'll look at each and every one of them if we have to.

He just feels wrong.

Is this pure instinct on your part, or is there police work here?

The desk clerk at the motel couldn't ID him for sure.

You couldn't eliminate him either?

Cochran said if he had taken the shot, I'd be dead.

I believe him.

What do you want?

Pull the surveillance.

Put me back on the street. Announce to the press that an arrest has been made.

No. Captain, if he's gone, he's gone. If it's Cochran, we already have him.

And if he's still out there? Then let him make his move.

That's the only way we're going to catch him. I just want this over with.

I'm jumping out of my skin here. Can you help me out at all?

I know how you feel. I need more than that.

I got more.

Excuse me, excuse me, wait, wait, when can I see my son? As soon as your

attorney gets here and we've had a chance to question him.

Question him?

Cor is 13 years old. He doesn't know anything about this. It won't be much

longer, folks. Inspector, my daughter would never do anything like this.

She's a good kid. Tammy's a good kid. They're all good kids. Just wait here,

please.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I need to hear you say the words.

You're my partner.

You know, you're my friend.

I depend on you. We've been through so much together.

What about the rest?

What if it leaves?

Something's got to change.

Yeah.

Hey, guys.

We're here.

Yeah, what do you need?

Your help.

Whose idea was it, Tammy?

Ian and Seth.

Ian was so hungry, and he wanted more pizza, but none of us had any money, and

Seth said he knew a way how we could get it for free.

How many times have you been in their house since Mr. and Mrs. Abrams left?

About five or six.

It was like our own private place, you know, like a club.

No one knew you were hanging out there, I mean, except the four of you.

It was a secret.

Tell me about the trash bag.

We're talking to the other kids too, Tammy, so the best thing you can do for

yourself is to tell us the truth.

Tell the inspector what happened, Tammy.

That's what we agreed.

I said we had to make sure he couldn't see our faces.

I mean, if he did, we'd get caught.

And who hit Mr. Venato first?

Seth.

Then the rest of us.

Ian and Seth hid in the bushes and Corey and I went inside and...

Waited for the doorbell to ring.

He wouldn't stop fighting and yelling, and the trash bag was coming off, so

picked up a brick.

All he had to do was lay there and not fight.

I mean, he made us. We had to.

Oh, wait a minute. You're telling me you had to kill another human being for a

damn late -night snack? That's not necessary, Inspector. No, I think it is

necessary.

What happened to the pizzas?

We ate them in the house.

The plan was to go to the park, but... He was knocked out. It didn't matter.

And then you did the dishes.

Well, sure we cleaned up after ourselves. Our friends lived there.

We wouldn't leave it a mess.

Corey, you said Mr.

Venato was knocked out.

It was more than that, don't you understand?

No.

You killed him.

No, no, no.

We didn't kill him.

Why do you say that?

Someone else must have come by and done it.

We didn't even hit him that hard.

You have to hit someone harder than that to kill him.

Please. This is insane.

At least keep up the surveillance.

We have him in custody.

Beyond a reasonable doubt?

According to the Gazette, yes.

Then why can't I stay?

Because I just need a quiet night. I need to go to bed and get them sleep.

I don't like it. I know.

But I like you.

Tomorrow, okay?

If this kid hadn't been out there, do you think any of this would have

What if the kids had had 15 bucks between them for another pizza?

Yeah. Well, we better go see Mrs. Venato.

She deserves an explanation.

Why don't you try and explain it to me first?

Who in the hell are you?

Daryl Sundstrom.

Four years ago, I busted a woman named Tricia Cates on a drug dealing charge.

Daryl's girlfriend.

He married her in prison. Three weeks ago, she was killed in a fight with

another inmate.

He blamed you?

She did.

She told Daryl that I framed her.

If the idiot had bothered to look at any of the evidence in the case, he would

have seen that was impossible because...

We had enough to convict her ten times over. Maybe he wanted a believer.

What about Cockard?

We'll pursue the parole violation.

He was up to no good.

We just caught him before he had the chance to do anything.

Go home, everybody.

Thanks, Captain. Hey, Captain.

Can we talk to you?

Oh, God. Can I wait till tomorrow?

Nope.

Yes, she does. No, go to the diner.

You don't want breakfast?

Come on, Jen.

Dominic's. Teddy's waiting for me. Teddy.

Bring him along. You know what? Another time, okay?

Okay.

You guys can go.

Come on. It's Dominic's.

Whatever. I don't care. Whatever.

Why the hell bother? You don't care.

Huh? He doesn't care. You know, how long is this stupid crap going to go on?

Stay out of it, okay? I'll take care of this. Yeah, it's our problem. Oh, now

it's a problem.

All right.

I could eat.

Yeah, if you want.

It's up to you.

Well, why don't you talk about it on the way, okay?

Hey, you guys.

Thanks. Yeah.

Next time, we get to club him, all right?

Oh, yeah.

Hey.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I fixed the window lock. I'm good for something.

Sorry, I should have told you someone was here last night. I probably would

freaked out and called a cop.

I am a cop.

Just tell me one thing. When you saw the broken lock on the window and you knew

someone had been there, why didn't you go after the guy then?

He was already gone.

I didn't want to scare him off.

You wanted him to come back.

And you hatched your entire plan in that moment to lure him back, didn't you?

Yeah. Is your male ego indelibly bruised?

Let's find out.