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So both the husband and the wife are around him, guys?

He was shot three times, up close and personal. Probably died instantly.

Okay, looks like a home invasion robbery.

White male, late 30s, comes over around 9 a .m., identifies himself as

collecting for a local community watch group, pushes his way in, kills the

husband. After we're just clearing the place out, the wife somehow activates

alarm. He runs off.

How badly was she hurt?

Physically, just some bumps and bruises.

Mentally, that's a different story.

We're going to need to talk to him.

The purpose forfeited his right to breathe our air. Once we get him, the DA

should go for the needle.

Our DA doesn't believe in the death penalty, Nora.

Well, then we should drag him down here, make him look at everything, and maybe

he'll change his mind.

She's lucky to be breathing.

I don't know about lucky.

You've been reminding me for the past three days.

Well, I'm jazzed, is all. It's not every day I get to demonstrate my Epicurean

expertise. You sure you want to cook?

We could go out to dinner.

You don't trust me?

I'm sure you're great, Seth.

You won't be disappointed.

I'll meet you downstairs after work tomorrow.

C .D. and Nate just caught a home invasion robbery. I think it's your guy.

Are you sure?

No, but the sole perpetrator M .O. is a match. So is the general description.

He bound and gagged his victims the same way.

The DNA are about to interview the surviving victim. I want you working

with them.

Unless you're really not ready.

Oh, no, Captain. I'm ready.

I'm so ready.

Yes. I'm Inspector Ramirez. This is Inspector Exit, San Francisco Police.

We were in your neighborhood, Mrs... Langtree.

Constance Langtree. Mrs. Langtree.

One of your neighbors reported hearing some shouting coming from inside of your

house. We were in the area and we responded.

No, there's been no shouting.

They also thought they might have heard something breaking.

Dishes, maybe?

Not from this house.

Ma 'am, what happened to your wrist?

Too much time on my computer.

May we come inside?

I don't see a reason. We just want to make sure that everything is all right.

Well, everything is just fine.

We work out of Central Division. Here's my card.

Just don't hesitate to call if you need any help.

Thank you. Thank you.

Trying just a little too hard to convince us nothing's wrong, huh?

I answered the door.

He looked normal.

Before I knew it, he pushed his way inside and knocked me down.

And where was your husband?

He was in the kitchen.

Our phone was broken and Michael was trying to fix it.

He came out to see what was going on.

The man pulled the gun.

We didn't have a chance.

That man...

Very fast and very strong.

And he seemed to know so much about us.

How so?

We own a restaurant.

And often during the week, we'll bring home large sums of money to put in the

bank the next day.

He was very specific about wanting it.

You've never come into contact with him before?

Who else knew about the cash?

Some of the restaurant workers?

Our housekeeper?

But I can't believe they would have anything to do with this.

The men who came into your house were pretty sure that he'd done this before.

It means we already have a few leads.

Take a look at this sketch, please, and let us know if there's anything about it

that looks familiar.

And then, that's what that man did to my

husband.

He looked at me right before he pulled the trigger to make sure I

was watching.

I was sure he was going to shoot me too.

I went to my parents for breakfast, saw your card in the kitchen.

My mother admitted that you'd been to the house this morning.

She wasn't ready to talk to us yet.

Yeah, well, she's got a million excuses.

She actually thinks that my father doesn't mean to hurt her.

It's like a punch in the face for somehow an expression of his love.

Yeah, we see that a lot, especially with women in long -term relationships.

Couldn't even tell her I was coming down here.

Well, you made the right decision.

Okay, this first step is very important.

Why don't you tell us what's been going on?

I've been living up in Portland for almost ten years.

About three months ago, my husband and I split, and I decided

to come back.

I was hoping that things would change between them.

I was wrong.

Wait, you've seen him hit her since you got back?

No.

She's got this cast on her wrist.

Yeah, we noticed that.

Well, I asked her what happened, and she claims it's carpal tunnel syndrome.

He's basically a decent guy.

He's been a good father. But there's also another side to him.

Yeah.

It's been going on since I was a child.

I was 17 the first time I saw him really hurt her.

The night of my junior prom, I got this big rip in the seam of my dress, and I

got all upset.

And he blamed her.

Let's just say that was a night to remember.

Is there anything more recent?

I haven't even been home since Christmas 1997.

And that was so bad, I swore I'd never come back.

But life changes, and...

I'm back.

So, nothing in over four years?

Only my mother would be able to tell you about that.

Look, can't you just charge him with something now and get him out of the

Force him to get some help.

The law requires evidence of an incident within the last three years.

We would need your mother's cooperation.

Um, you know what? Maybe this idea was a mistake.

Can we just forget that I came?

I think you know the answer to that.

What takes her so long to report the abuse, especially if that Christmas four

years ago was as bad as she says?

Jenny, listen, it's a big deal for a daughter to turn her father in. I mean,

even now she's talking about how nice he was to her mother.

Still, she sat there and watched him beat her mother. Well, you heard her.

been going on in that house for as long as she can remember.

Besides, it's not her job to be the family cop.

I don't know why my daughter would say anything like that.

Well, Mrs. Langtree, we really feel like your daughter loves you and your

husband very much, and she's worried about the both of you.

My husband has never abused me, physically or otherwise.

Yeah, let me help you with that.

My arthritis.

It's been a bad day.

Well, maybe you can tell us then what might have brought your daughter to us.

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

John and I have been married for 35 years.

And like any couple from time to time, we have ups and downs and raise voices.

But he's never raised a hand to me.

You should know he's a good man.

He's provided very well for us.

Mrs. Langtree, we're not here to judge you or your husband.

And we're not interested at all to get the court system involved either. But if

there's a problem, we can help.

There is really nothing else for me to say. And my husband is going to be home

very soon, and I have to get this ready. If you're not comfortable talking with

us, there are other options, and we would encourage you to pursue them.

Why would I?

Mrs. Langtry, based on your daughter's concerns, we have reason to believe that

something has happened here.

Actually, we would like to take a look at your medical records and eventually

speak with your husband.

No. No, I don't want you doing any of that.

Well, I know you don't, Mrs. Langtry, but it is our responsibility to ensure

your safety and to protect you. How dare you come into my home and threaten me

like this? Mrs. Langtry, we're not threatening you. But we realize that

a very difficult thing, and we want to help.

I really wish you would leave now.

Just leave.

Oh, Mrs. Langtry. Just leave, please.

The sketch is out to all stations and newspapers statewide.

Okay, we should probably send that up north to Oregon, also out to Nevada.

Done. Oh, I also put out a heads -up on the teletype to look out for similar

crimes involving the sole suspect.

What else do we know about this guy?

Well, he invaded a home pretty much the same way about five months ago. Except

then, both people died. Mr. and Mrs. Roger Mazurski of Telegraph Hill.

Since then, he's laid low. Well, at least in San Francisco.

Anyway, you can check out the particulars in there.

Is there something else you need?

Thank God I had no idea.

This is Langtry.

Inspectors, I would like you to meet my husband, John Langtry.

She was less than two months out of the academy and driving alone when the call

came over the radio.

The neighbor heard a scream. She responded.

Did she go for backup?

Raina did everything by the book.

But backup was sometime arriving, so she decided to go in by herself.

It says here she mistook the perp for the victim's husband.

Yeah, well, we have a suspect who thinks very fast on his feet. He identified

himself as the husband. She believed him. She ran into the backyard where she

found the real husband shot dead.

And by the time she got back inside, the perp was gone and the woman was dead.

Now, this woman was alive when Raina got there.

Well, that's the way Raina remembers it.

So why the light duty?

She wanted to quit the force.

I convinced her to give this a shot.

You sure it's a good idea for her to be working this now?

She's got to get back on the horse.

Go ahead, say it. Come on, Raina, take it easy.

Just say it. I'll let a killer go. No one's thinking that, Raina. Oh, come on.

Of course you are.

I know I'd be.

And if I were you, I'd be wondering why the hell I'm still a cop in the first

place.

Well, you don't need to read me my rights.

I'm a big fan of all those police shows, and I know that I'm not a legitimate

suspect. Why not?

I haven't done anything wrong.

Then why don't you tell us why you're here?

To talk about our daughter, Eva, and...

to clear up this regrettable misunderstanding that she's created.

Please, just listen to my husband.

He's very concerned about our daughter.

We're listening.

Well, Eva, God bless her soul, has been struggling for many years.

Struggling with what?

Serious personal problems.

And the sad fact is that she's mentally unstable.

She ran away before graduating college with a man that we considered

inappropriate. And now that that marriage has failed...

Well, she'd run back home again.

Just as angry as ever.

Well, I'm sorry for your daughter, but this is about you and your wife.

Eva sees us through a clouded lens, and like many children, she blames her

parents for her own failings. Then why would she walk into a police station and

claim her father's been physically abusing her mother?

It sounds as if you're presuming that I'm guilty.

Well, it sounds to me like you're trying to shift the blame, Mr. Langtry.

My daughter has been diagnosed.

With paranoid tendencies.

Okay, don't take my word for it.

Because it's all documented.

That doesn't mean that we don't have anything to talk about.

She is quite certain that you have struck your wife.

And that there's been a domestic violence problem for many years.

I love Constance.

We've got a wonderful marriage.

Other marriages suffer the same kinds of problems that you have.

And because of that, there are a number of services available for both of you.

Counseling, support groups.

We have a list of organizations available to help you through this. And

feel free to call either one of us any time you want to talk.

We're fine, thank you. I want you to know that we take these cases very

seriously. And if what your daughter said is true, a serious crime has been

committed. We are going to investigate.

And we'll do our best to make sure that our daughter gets the help.

That she needs.

Honey?

You believe him?

No.

Then again, we threw his wife a lifeline and she didn't exactly grab for it. You

know the drill, Jenny.

A battered wife makes peace with the cards she's dealt.

Figures talking up is just going to guarantee her another beating.

It's all about survival.

So John Langtry is a private investment manager. He sits on the board of six

charitable foundations, one of which is honoring him next week. Yeah,

humanitarian of the year.

Anyone interested in making a donation?

I assume it's criminal records claim. It has a whistle.

So white white readers come in all different sizes and colors.

The only allegations of abuse come from a daughter with a possible psych

history. She checked herself into a psych emergency ward on two occasions.

Yeah, if that was ten years ago, it doesn't mean she's making this up now.

need more to go on. Well, we're developing more. I've served a search

Mrs. Langtree's medical insurer.

She has a history of traumatic injuries.

Six years ago, broken ribs.

Three years ago, broken ankle. And more recently, a facial fracture that

required follow -up plastic surgery.

Does the doctor note any suspicions? No.

She used a different doctor for each injury. The daughter told me that none

them was the regular family doctor.

So we have a humanitarian who knows how to avoid leaving a trail.

Nothing yet from the other jurisdictions.

Probably wasting our time and there.

Well, don't give up hope.

VD, about last night, I don't know what... Raina, forget it.

I absolutely understand.

And you know, for the record, no one in this office is looking at you sideways.

The way that it went down and the way that you reacted could have happened to

any one of us.

Yeah, but you would have handled it better.

I don't normally give other cops advice.

I'd go a little easier on myself. This job's hard enough as it is.

Thanks.

Oh, anything on the people who knew about the cash in the Thomer house?

Well, we talked to all of them. Obviously, you can't rule out anyone

But they're all long -time employees, very loyal.

No one had any criminal records.

But there might be one connection to the prior robbery.

Really? Yeah. The other family owned several businesses, one of which was a

cleaning business in Oakland.

Cash business.

Exactly.

So why don't you see what you can find out?

Okay.

I've known Connie and John for 30 years. I'd hate for them to think I'm talking

behind their backs.

Well, we'll do what we can to keep whatever you say confidential.

But I feel like a gossip.

An allegation of domestic assault is a very serious one.

I know, but if Connie doesn't want to talk about it, I don't see why I should.

Obviously, she's not able to talk about it just yet.

But your friend needs your help.

You may not get this chance again.

Can you live with that?

I've known about this for years.

John can be very charming.

He has a terrific sense of humor.

No one's better at getting a party started.

Seemed like a great husband.

Better than most.

But he also has a horrible temper.

I recall several times over the years his starting up with Connie. Then I'd

her a day or two later.

Obviously, she'd been abused.

Did you ever think of reporting this?

I didn't know I could because I never actually saw anything happen.

I begged her to do something, get help.

Once I even gave her the phone number of a domestic violence hotline. But she...

Well, she wouldn't hear of it.

I'd have been out of there the first time it happened.

Well, Dee Dee, you were her best friend. I mean, why do you think Connie didn't

leave? You would have left.

Fear of ending up like me.

I got a divorce five years ago.

I didn't realize that also meant becoming a social outcast.

Suddenly, the Christmas party invitations stopped coming. I also fell

almost every other list.

My friends forgot I existed.

I guess Connie couldn't stand the thought of that happening to her.

Officer Washington?

Yes? I think I may have something for you. What's that?

This.

I know who he is.

His name's Keith McGarry. Lives in Emeryville, right off the bridge.

At least he did last year when we were going out.

He got a little strange, so I decided to call it off.

Strange how?

It started after he lost his job.

I would have just gone out and got another one.

But he turned real bitter about everything.

Money became this whole big issue.

He was going to get rich fast.

Don't ask me why, but I get this weird feeling that working for it wasn't part

of his plan.

Where did he work?

Commercial security.

Skyscrapers, mostly.

Like the Transamerica building?

I know he carried a gun.

On our second date, he turned to a firing range.

I should have known then.

Are you sure this is him?

I don't

understand. I told you we were working on getting our daughter's help.

Mrs. Langtree, this is not about your daughter.

I think I better call my husband. Here I come.

Look, we know about your medical history.

And we have spoken to your friend, Dee Dee Strickland.

What? She told us about the years of abuse.

She's very worried about you.

And we're very worried about you too, Mrs. Langtry.

I mean, broken ribs, fractured eye socket, plastic surgery. Come

on.

You're obviously a very good person. You shouldn't have to suffer like this.

I'm not one to make waves.

Why don't you tell us what happened and we can work a solution together?

I can't do that to him.

Why not, Mrs. Langtry?

Spousal abuse is a crime and your husband has to be stopped.

He needs help.

I can't do that because it's not fair to him.

You see, I haven't been an ideal wife either.

He has needs, and sometimes I don't listen.

I lose my patience.

Mrs. Linktree, it's just no reason for you to get beaten up.

Why don't you tell us about last June, when you fractured your eye socket?

Did he do that to you?

We put this woman's ex -boyfriend in the lineup, but Mrs. Stormer couldn't

identify him as the man who invaded her home. Not a glimmer of recognition?

At most. She seemed to recognize the suspect, even ask him to step forward,

in the end she was unsure.

I'll have Raina take a look.

Captain, she's working the case.

I mean, she's hardly what a defense attorney would consider an unbiased

Yeah, but she's a witness.

The moment she saw the gun.

Number two, please step forward.

You want to hear his voice?

Okay.

Number two, please repeat the phrase we discussed earlier.

I just got home, he ran that way.

Louder, please.

I just got home, he ran that way.

Raina. It's not him.

You sure?

Believe me, I wish it was.

Is that you, Connie?

Yes, it's me.

Hey, where's my dinner?

I thought we were eating home tonight.

Well, dinner's going to have to wait there, Mr. Langtry.

What the hell is this?

Called an arrest, sir, for inflicting injury on your spouse. That's a lie.

Did you tell him that?

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have

the right to an attorney. Who put you up to this?

Tell me! Tell me!

Good morning.

Hey, Magda. Good morning.

A .D .A. Moore just called. Uh -huh. John Langtree was just bailed out after

spending the night in jail.

Should we get the stay -away order?

Oh, yeah. He can't come within 150 yards of his wife.

We'll have him phone contact you.

Very good.

Oh, and an advocate from the family violence group should be contacting her

the end of the day.

Good morning, Jim.

Yeah, what's so good about it?

What happened?

Nothing. You know what? Whatever.

Okay.

Then I get the joy of going home, eating macaroni and cheese and watching Meet

the Parents on cable with my father. Meet the Parents? I love that movie.

It's hysterical.

Ramirez.

Eva.

Eva, listen to me. Calm down.

Calm down. Okay, we're on our way.

All right?

You got to roll, Jane.

Thank you, Raina. Hey, no problem.

Hey, Dom.

Uh, look, sorry about last night, okay? I totally spaced.

And, um, I really don't blame you for being angry at me.

I'm not angry at you.

What, do you like me instead of?

I just know what you're going through.

If you want to talk to someone, I'm here for you. You guys are friends. No

strength attached. Yeah, okay, back up, Dom.

What do you mean you know what I'm going through?

It's a small building. People talk.

I don't believe this. Excuse me.

Thanks.

I left two messages at your place last night.

I know, Captain. I just... I just didn't feel like talking.

Well, yesterday was rough.

You ought to take the day off.

Book yourself an appointment with your counselor.

Please. I've been to...

20 sessions.

The therapy's obviously not working.

So go to 20 more.

Worst case scenario, you wind up the most well -adjusted cop in my squad.

I am learning a lot about myself.

Helpful stuff.

But, um... I just don't know if I can get past the mistake I made.

Well, I knew working on this case was gonna be hard, but you gotta stick with

it.

Yeah, but how many times can I relive what happened?

I had my chance and I blew it.

I should have never listened to that man. I should have known he was the

You made a rookie mistake.

We all have.

You can't babysit me forever, Captain.

One day I'm going to have to get back out there.

What happens then?

You've got to trust that you're going to get it right.

I told my mother that he was not allowed anywhere near her, but she refused to

let them. Did he hurt her in any way?

Not as far as I can tell.

But it's only a matter of time.

I've seen this before.

Well, you just let us talk to her.

My daughter is overreacting.

There's absolutely no need for this kind of attention.

Beautiful flowers.

Thank you.

My father brought them.

He just stopped by to pick up some clothes.

And while he was here, you just happened to cook him some breakfast.

What is the harm in that?

He is still my husband.

I take my wedding vows very seriously, for better or worse.

And you should all know that he's very sorry about the trouble he's caused.

Mother, he is always very sorry, but he never stops hurting you. I couldn't just

turn him away.

Mrs. Langtree, listen, um...

We know you're trying very hard, okay, but as a condition to your husband's

release, he promised to stay away from you.

What are you saying?

Well, that he's not respecting the law, or you, quite honestly.

I don't know what to say. I'm sorry, but we're going to have to report this to

the district attorney's office.

What then?

Then they'll probably go back to the judge, and they'll want your husband's

revoked, and he'll have to stay in prison until this case is resolved.

No, I don't want that.

Mother, it's the best thing for everyone.

He's 63 years old. He won't last in prison. No, I won't be a party to it.

I'm taking back everything I said yesterday.

And the whole case will fall apart. Why would you do that?

He was my first real boyfriend.

I dropped out of college to marry him.

I didn't train in a profession. There is no job for me out there.

Are you saying that he threatened to cut you off?

Mrs. Langford, you should consult an attorney, but, you know, the laws of

state protect you financially.

You are entitled to half of everything you and your husband own.

It's not about the money.

Don't you see?

I'll be all alone without him, with my sterling flatware and my serving pieces.

What kind of a life is that?

You call this a life?

It's all I have.

We really don't want to make things worse for you.

Please.

Please don't report him coming.

Please.

Okay.

Then we'd like you to do something for us.

What? We would like you to come with us to a shelter where they have support

groups for women just like yourself.

And do what?

You just listen.

Hey. You got something? Yeah. Both sets of victims use the same bank to make

cash deposits from their business.

Same branch?

No, but the bank has several compliance officers responsible for reporting cash

deposits over $10 ,000 to the IRS.

Several? Yes, but none of them have criminal records.

I did run each of their names through the Nexus database, and look what I

Paul Metford. About five years ago, his parents were murdered during a home

invasion robbery.

There were allegations that Medford's father used to abuse him as a child, but

nothing connecting him to the crime.

Similar, Emma?

Yep, both found a gag.

Corner concluded that the father was killed first.

Sound familiar?

So, I faxed a sketch over to Medford's supervisor, and she said the likeness

almost exact.

You keep code four right.

Looks like we found our guy.

He'll be back.

We'll set up outside and wait for him.

And look at here.

Found the list.

Looks like names and addresses of people who regularly make large cash deposits

at his bank.

How many names?

Looks like about ten.

Looks like victims.

I'll call the captain and set up for surveillance here. Those people need a

heads up. Let's start at the top of the list and work our way down.

Was jealousy that big an issue?

He really hated when I talked to another man, a co -worker, the husband of a

friend, even the mailman, for God's sake.

No matter the circumstance, I was always a slut.

He said I was eating too much, making myself fat.

Even though I just starved myself into a size four, I lost some more pounds.

Made absolutely no difference.

He always found some excuse.

I was a good wife.

I always kept our little secret.

None of our friends or family ever knew.

Until two weeks ago when he tried to strangle me and I realized I was going

die.

Thank you, Melissa.

Anyone else?

Mrs. Langtry, would you like to speak to us?

Why would I?

I just thought you might have something to share.

Well, you thought wrong.

Mother, please, you don't have to hide here.

You're safe.

You mean nothing about me.

Mother.

I don't know why I ever agreed to come.

I am nothing like these people. Is this really what you want, for him to just

walk away from this?

I am not going to be responsible for putting your father in prison.

Well, Mrs. Langtry, I'm afraid that may be out of all our hands.

He violated the stay -away order, and the DA just might want to pick him up.

Oh. Oh, great.

Well, now we're back to square one.

No, Eva, listen.

I think we've made some progress here.

At least your mom has admitted the abuse.

Yeah. For about one second.

Now she's about to go and take my father back, and God knows what he'll do to

her now. It's a process, but the legal system will protect her. And like Ginny

said, your father may serve some prison time. At a minimum, he's going to be

forced to do counseling, and the domestic violence advocate will be there

help your mom.

Listen, don't forget that she came here today, okay? She now knows this place

exists.

She didn't listen to a word.

Because she's not ready yet.

You just have to give her a little more time.

She's outside in the car.

You won't believe what he's done now. What?

He came back to the house while we were at the shelter.

He changed the locks.

She can't get inside.

She's not willing to do a damn thing about it.

We'll talk to her.

She wanted me to bring her to his office. Oh, my God, when is she going to

up? Well, look, there are places she can go. There are beds available at the

shelter.

I have had just about enough of all of you. Well, we're sorry that you feel

way, Mrs. Langtree, but obviously the situation is not improving.

His temper just got the best of him, that's all. No, what happened with the

locks is called an escalation.

Your husband is very angry. My husband will come to his senses.

When? After he beats you again?

You should have stayed in Portland.

You and your mental condition.

I was managing just fine without you, so please just go away.

Just go back where you came from.

I can't go back, Mother.

Why?

I can't go back because it's not safe for me there anymore.

Because my husband was beating me.

Why didn't I know this till now?

Because maybe I'm a little more like you than I care to admit.

I know what it's like to be ashamed.

One of the numbers I'm calling, lines dead. Phone company doesn't know why.

thinking he disabled it because he's ready to make his move.

Where's C .D. and Nate? Talking to the people we figured he might hit first.

I'll call them. Send out some sector cars to your address.

What about me?

You want to go out there?

Captain, I gotta be there.

Okay. Just remember, you don't have to impress me.

Or anyone else.

Hey, CD.

Yeah, nothing.

It's real quiet.

Yep, I got two backup units on the southeast corner.

Okay, I'm not going anywhere.

Okay.

I'll call the MS.

What took you guys so long?

Looks like you handled it pretty well.

Yes, I did.

Okay,

we just need you to sign this statement,

and then we'll take it from there.

You have no idea how hard this is for me.

My husband is sitting in a jail cell because I finally spoke up, and I feel

guilty. Mrs. Langtry, you're the victim here.

I'm so sorry, Eva, that you had to suffer because of me. Because this is

fault. No, Mother.

Don't you understand? None of this is your fault.

You didn't hit anyone.

I'm not there yet, I guess.

Not ready to accept what seems so clear to everyone else.

Mrs. Langtree, the council's on her way up, and I promise you she's going to be

very helpful to you.

I have been Mrs.

John Langtree for so long, I can't imagine being anyone else.

And now I have to face the rest of my life.

Only God knows what that will hold in store for me.

I heard. Everyone knows.

You're so clutch.

Yeah, not really.

Yes, really.

Thanks.

So listen, you know all that food I bought for our dinner?

Still in my fridge.

Wouldn't take long for me to whip it up.

Oh, that would be nice.

But?

I'm not really that hungry, and besides, I had something else in mind.

A hug.

Think you can whip up one of those?

Please.

I'm going to finish this now.

Okay.

So, how are you feeling?

Not bad.

Not bad?

Raina, this was big time.

You exercised proper discretion, took control of the situation, used your

appropriately and brought him down?

Yeah, I know. I just can't help thinking, what if I'd done that the

Yeah, well, you got to let that go.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure I can.

Well, let me know when you are.