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(turns TV on)

(dog barking in distance)

(siren wailing in distance)

(siren wailing fades)

(gasps)
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

SORRY. WRONG HOUSE.
(exhales)

YOU? YOU'RE THE COP.

NO. NO, NO. SORRY, SIR.
SORRY TO BOTHER YOU.

IT WAS JUST MY MISTAKE.
NO, NO, NO. (stammers)

YOU'RE THE ONE
WHO ARRESTED ME.

YOU HUMILIATED ME AT WORK,
MADE ALL THOSE SICK ACCUSATIONS.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU
DOING HERE?

WHAT'S DOWN THERE, FORD?
DOWN WHERE?

YOU GOT A LITTLE PLAYROOM
DOWN THERE,

SOME TOYS, MAYBE,
AND SOME VIDEOGAMES?

I MEAN, KIDS CAN'T SAY NO
TO VIDEOGAMES, AM I RIGHT?

YOU PEOPLE, YOU JUST
WON'T LET THIS GO!

YEAH, WELL, THAT TENDS TO BE
OUR POLICY WITH PEDOPHILES.

OKAY.
THIS IS HARASSMENT.

I WANT YOU
OFF MY PROPERTY NOW!

NOW!
(dog whimpers)

WE'RE NOT DONE.

YOU GOT THAT RIGHT.

I'LL BE CALLING
YOUR SUPERVISOR.

YOU'LL BE HEARING FROM ME.
I LOOK FORWARD TO IT!

YOU'LL BE FIRED!
YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT?

YOUR CAREER IS OVER!

("White Doves" by Young Empires
playing)

(sirens wailing)

(man) * IT TAKES
A THOUSAND MILES *

* TO REACH THE STARS
TONIGHT *

* AND YOU WILL FIND

* YOUR DREAMS,
THEY COME ALIVE *

HI.
(groans)

COME ON. GET UP.
NO.

YES, IT'S 8:00.
NO, NO.
YOU HAVE TO GO AWAY.

YOU HAVE TO TAKE
YOUR HORRIBLE... TALKING--

TALKING MOUTH AWAY FROM ME.

ALL RIGHT, THEN.
(water trickles)

OHH!

(laughs)
(laughs)

(groans)
WHEN DID YOU GET IN
LAST NIGHT, ANYWAY?

YOU DON'T REMEMBER?

OH, I REMEMBER QUITE VIVIDLY.

I JUST DON'T REMEMBER
WHAT TIME IT WAS.

2:30 OR... 3:00.

OPERATION WENT A LITTLE LATE.

MM-HMM.

* IN THE SUN
WHEN YOU'RE YOUNG *

* YOU FIND A WAY

WHAT?

* BACK HOME

IT'S NOTHING.

THIS IS A FIRST FOR ME.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

WELL, WE WERE FRIENDS,
AND NOW WE'RE... THIS.

NOT THAT I'M EXACTLY SURE
WHAT THIS IS.
MM-HMM.

WHICH IS FINE, BECAUSE...

WHATEVER THIS IS,

I DON'T...

TOTALLY HATE IT.

(laughs) ME, NEITHER.

SO LET'S JUST KEEP OPEN
WITH EACH OTHER.

WE CAN FIGURE THIS OUT
AS WE GO ALONG.

SOUND GOOD?
YEAH.

(sets brush down)
SOUNDS PERFECT.

(laughs)

(chuckles)

(yawning)
IS IT REALLY THAT HARD?

THE OPERATION YOU GUYS
ARE ON?
LONG. JUST LONG.

IT WAS THREE ALL-NIGHTERS
IN A ROW.

HEY, ARE MY EYES AS SLITTY
AS YOURS?

SLITTIER.

I'D TAKE YOUR PLACE
IF I COULD.

FRANK'S GOT ME ON DESK DETAIL.

NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING.
I'M JUST GLAD TO BE BACK.

YOU--YOU SEEM TO BE
ADJUSTING QUITE WELL.

YOU KNOW, I REALLY AM.
(chuckles)

I MEAN, I'M NOT GONNA PRETEND
WHAT HAPPENED TO ME DIDN'T SUCK.

IT DID. BUT BEING BACK HERE,
IN THIS PLACE,

WITH YOU GUYS--
IT REMINDS ME OF WHAT I HAD.

AND I LOVED WHAT I HAD.
I MEAN, I'M YOUNG.

I'M SINGLE. I UNDERSTAND
THIS LIFE, YOU KNOW?

I KNOW HOW IT WORKS.
SEE? COTTAGE CHEESE.

(opens lid)
RIGHT WHERE
THE COTTAGE CHEESE SHOULD BE.

YEAH, THAT'S ACTUALLY FROM
BEFORE YOU LEFT. I WOULDN'T...

OOH.

I MEAN, I SPENT
THE LAST COUPLE OF MONTHS

LIVING FOR OTHER PEOPLE.

I'M GONNA START LIVING
FOR MYSELF AGAIN.

YOU KNOW, SPEAKING OF WHICH,
IT'S FRIDAY.

WE SHOULD CELEBRATE TONIGHT.

YEAH.

TOTALLY.
(whispers) NO.

(whispers indistinctly)
OH, I CAN MAKE
THOSE COCKTAILS

WE FOUND ON THAT RUSSIAN
WEB SITE. REMEMBER THOSE?

UH, THE ONES THAT HAD
THE--THE--THE MEAT IN THEM?

YEAH!
THOSE WERE AWFUL.

I KNOW! IT'LL BE AWESOME.
OKAY? JUST LIKE OLD TIMES.

(sets container down)

(whispering) I DON'T WANT
A PARTY TONIGHT!

(lowered voice)
NEITHER DO I,

BUT CHRIS IS GOING THROUGH
SOMETHING RIGHT NOW,

AND HE NEEDS US, SO WE'RE
GONNA BE THERE FOR HIM, OKAY?

(truck horn honks)

(Frank) ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

LISTEN UP. LISTEN UP, EVERYONE.
(indistinct conversations fade)

AS MOST OF YOU KNOW,
TODAY'S THE LAST DAY

OF OPERATION DRIFTNET.
(yawns)

(whirring in background)

SWAREK, YOUR, UH, YOUR TEAM
LOOKS A LITTLE WORN DOWN.

YOU WORKING THEM TOO HARD?
I CERTAINLY HOPE SO.

GOOD, BECAUSE DRIFTNET
IS IMPORTANT TO THIS DIVISION.

WHO CAN TELL ME WHY? DIAZ?

TO... GET OUR NUMBERS UP?

TO CLEAN UP OUR STREETS.
EXACTLY RIGHT.

YEAH, THAT'S--
THAT'S WHAT I MEANT.

WELL, MAYBE THAT'S HOW THEY
DO IT IN TIMMINS,

BUT YOU'RE BACK
IN THE BIG CITY NOW.
(man chuckles)

IT'S NOT A GAME.
WE'RE NOT KEEPING SCORE.

WHERE ARE YOU SET UP TODAY?

A HIGH-RISE AT SHERBOURNE
AND GERRARD.

DRUG DEALER BY THE NAME
OF LOU CONLON.

OKAY, PATROLS,
STAY CLEAR OF THIS AREA.

LET THESE GUYS WORK.

ALL RIGHT? WE GOT IT?
(officers) YEAH.

GOOD. LET'S GO.

(indistinct conversations)

(groaning and murmuring)

OKAY, SO WHAT IS
THE SCORE, ANYWAY?

UM... FOUR TRAFFICKING,

NINE CONSPIRACY TO TRAFFIC,
AND SIXTY...

62 POSSESSION.
...TWO POSSESSION.

OOH!
THREE PAROLE VIOLATIONS,

A COUPLE OF WEAPONS CHARGES.

BUT IF TODAY GOES WELL,
WE'RE GONNA BEAT

THE SINGLE WEEK RECORD.
NICE!
GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.

WHERE'S CRUZ?
SHE'S NOT ON TODAY,
IS SHE?

WELL, ACCORDING TO
THE SCHEDULE, SHE IS.

OH. YEAH, NO, I-I, UH,
I'VE BEEN SO BURIED,

I-I HAVEN'T TALKED TO HER
IN A COUPLE DAYS.
OKAY.

(dialing)
(Traci) SHOULD SOMEONE CALL,
OR SHOULD I ASK...

(Oliver) NAH, JUST CALL HIM.

HEY, IT'S ME.
WHERE ARE YA?

CALL ME.

(siren wailing in distance)

(car engine starts)

(bag clatters)

CRUZ?
MM?

WHAT'S UP?
YOU MISSED PARADE.

CHECK THIS OUT.

CITY RECORDS. HE HAD TWO TREES
TAKEN DOWN IN HIS BACKYARD.

WHO DID?
FORD. THESE WERE
MATURE TREES, McNALLY.

BIG EVERGREENS.
WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?
OKAY, BACK UP, MARLO.

ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
KEVIN FORD?

THE GUY WE BROUGHT IN
A COUPLE WEEKS AGO?

YEAH, KEVIN FORD
FROM THE DIAZ ABDUCTION.

YEAH, HE WAS CLEARED.

YEAH, OF THE DIAZ CASE, SURE.

BUT THE WHOLE REASON
WE BROUGHT HIM IN

WAS HIS CONNECTION
TO THE MISSING HARTLEY BOY.

AND THAT IS STILL UNSOLVED.
AND, McNALLY, I AM TELLING YOU,

I'VE LOOKED HIM IN THE EYE,
AND HE'S BAD NEWS.
OKAY.

LISTEN TO THIS.
WHY DO YOU TAKE DOWN TREES?

FOR THE VIEW, RIGHT?

GUESS WHAT'S DIRECTLY
BEHIND HIS HOUSE.

HUH?
I HAVE NO IDEA.

COLTON ELEMENTARY.
FROM HIS SECOND-FLOOR BEDROOM...
MM-HMM?

WITHOUT THESE TREES,
HE'S GOT A CLEAR SHOT.

HE'S WATCHING CHILDREN,
McNALLY,

EVERY DAY IN THAT PLAYGROUND.

HMM?
ARE YOU OKAY?

YEAH.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU KNOW WHAT?

I'M--I'M SORRY.
I'M JUST A LITTLE BIT WIRED.

I WAS OVER THERE LATE.
I DIDN'T GET MUCH SLEEP.

WHERE? AT HIS HOUSE?

I GOTTA GO IN.
WHO AM I RIDING WITH TODAY?

UH, WELL, YOU'RE RIDING
A DESK.

'CAUSE YOU MISSED PARADE.
THOSE ARE THE RULES.
(door closes)

RIGHT.

MAYBE IT'S BEST, YOU KNOW?
TAKE IT EASY TODAY?

(radio chatter)

(sirens wailing)

IT'S BETTER THAN
YESTERDAY'S POST.

AH, COME ON,
IT'S NOT SO BAD.

A RAT TOUCHED MY FOOT,
SWAREK.

NOT IN A HOSTILE WAY.

ALL RIGHT, CLEAR SHOT
OF CONLON'S BUILDING.

(newspaper rustling)
I LOVE IT.

TALK ME THROUGH IT.

(Traci) ALL RIGHT.

THAT HAS GOT TO BE
OUR RUNNER THERE

SITTING ON THE LEDGE.
(camera shutter clicking)

MM-HMM.
SO I'M GONNA GUESS
OUR STEERER

HAS TO BE...

THERE! RED SHOES,
ON THE PATH.

(shutter clicking)
GOOD EYE. GOTTA BE.

OKAY, FOLKS, LOOKS LIKE
WE ARE OPEN FOR BUSINESS.

(clicking continues)
YOU IN POSITION, NORTH CAR?

(Traci) If you guys are ready
and reading me,

let me know.

AFFIRMATIVE.
NORTH CATCH-CAR IN POSITION.

SOUTH CAR?

Same deal. Let me know
if you're ready to roll.

SOUTH CATCH-CAR IN POSITION.

Okay. Stand by.

OPERATION DRIFTNET,
FIFTH AND FINAL DAY.

IT IS 2:23 P.M.,
AND WE ARE UNDERWAY.

LOOK AT THAT.
YOU SHAVED.

SO?

SO WE'RE ON A STING.

IT'S CASUAL ATTIRE,
LONG HOURS.

BUT YOU STILL SHAVED.

WHAT'S YOUR POINT?

DOV DIDN'T SHAVE.

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY,
THOUGH?

BECAUSE HE HASN'T HIT PUBERTY?
(slaps arm)

'CAUSE HE'S IN
A STEADY RELATIONSHIP.

SAME WITH SWAREK.

USUALLY GUYS IN THESE
TYPES OF SITUATIONS SHAVE

BECAUSE THEY'RE IN
A NEW RELATIONSHIP.

WOW, LOOK AT YOU DOING A LITTLE
DETECTIVE WORK THERE, PRICE.

IS IT ANDY?
NO.

OKAY, THEN WHO IS IT?

WELL, MAYBE I SHAVE
FOR MYSELF.

DID THAT EVER
CROSS YOUR MIND?
GROSS.

NARCISSIST.

ANYWAY, THAT'S A SHAME,

'CAUSE I ALWAYS LIKED THE IDEA
OF YOU AND ANDY.

SEEMS LIKE A GOOD FIT.
WELL, I WOULDN'T KNOW.

WE SHOULD PLAY POKER
SOMETIME, YOU AND ME.

(radio chatter)

SO, YOU GONNA BE LIKE THIS
ALL DAY, OR WHAT?

LIKE WHAT?
WHAT--LIKE, IN THESE
WAVES OF HAPPINESS.

IT'S--IT'S KIND OF MAKING
MY TEETH ACHE.

(chuckles softly)

I'M JUST IN A REALLY GOOD PLACE
RIGHT NOW.

SEE, NOW THAT'S WHY PEOPLE
DON'T LIKE HAPPY PEOPLE.

IT'S--"IN A GOOD PLACE."

I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHAT THAT MEANS.

ARE YOU IN A PASTRY SHOP,
OR ARE YOU IN A HOT TUB?

WHERE ARE YOU?
I JUST FEEL REALLY
CENTERED.

OH, STOP IT.
I'M REALLY VALUING
MY "ME" TIME.

OHH! (shudders)

(both laugh)

SEE, NOW, YOU THINK
YOU'RE JOKING.

YOU THINK YOU'RE JOKING,
BUT YOU'RE NOT JOKING.

THOSE WORDS COME
SO EASY TO YOU.

(laughs)
(radio static)

(woman) 15-05, we have
a possible assault at, uh...

OH.
30 Furlough Street.

(siren wailing)
15-05. WE'RE ON OUR WAY.

(siren approaching)

(wailing stops)

(panicked voice)
OVER HERE! LOOK!

I JUST CAME
TO DROP OFF A PACKAGE.
(door closes)

(radio chatter)

I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE.

YOU SEE HIM?

YEAH.
(radio static)

UNIT 15-05. WE NEED E.M.S.
AT THIS LOCATION RIGHT AWAY.

(radio static)
(woman) Copy that.

IT'S OPEN.
E.M.S. en route
to your location.

ALL RIGHT. IT'S OPEN.
OKAY, GOOD, SIR. STAY THERE.

GO CHECK. GO CHECK.

SIR?

HE'S GOT A PULSE.

McNALLY, HE'S KEVIN FORD.

(shutter clicks)

ALL RIGHT, NASH,
HERE WE GO. HERE WE GO.

(shutter clicking)

(clicking continues)

(clicking continues)
(Traci) OKAY, LOOK ALIVE, TEAM.

LOOKS LIKE WE GOT
OUR FIRST CUSTOMER.

(clicking continues)

(Traci)
40 BUCKS, BIG SPENDER.

(Swarek) HALF A GRAM.
NICE LITTLE AFTERNOON SNACK.

(clicks)
WHAT FLOOR IS CONLON ON?

FOURTH. HE SHOULD BE DOWN
ANY SECOND.

(shutter clicking)
(speaking inaudibly)

(Swarek) AND HERE HE IS, FOLKS,
THE STAR OF THE SHOW!

LOU CONLON!
(clicking continues)

YOU KNOW, BY MY COUNT,

IF WE GET NINE BUYERS,
PLUS CONLON AND HIS CREW

MAKE 12--THAT'S THE RECORD.

HUH.

(shutter clicking)

(Swarek) AND...
(clicking continues)

TRANSACTION COMPLETE.

NORTH CATCH-CAR, YOU'RE UP.

CAUCASIAN, 30s, 5'10".
BLACK AND TAN JACKET.

(clicking continues)
PRODUCT IS
IN HIS RIGHT JACKET POCKET.

(Gail) Got it.

(dog barking in distance)

WHAT DO YOU THINK?
FIGHT OR FLIGHT?

NEITHER. THIS GUY LOOKS
LIKE A WEEPER.

YOU THINK?

BIG SOB STORY. BOOK IT.

(indistinct conversations
in distance)

(pigeons cooing,
wings flapping)

SIR, YOU'RE UNDER ARREST
FOR THE POSSESSION

OF ILLEGAL NARCOTICS.
WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?

(handcuffs clicking)
THE CRACK COCAINE
YOU JUST BOUGHT.

THE CRACK IN YOUR LEFT POCKET.

NOW THIS CAN GO FAST
OR IT CAN GO SLOW.

I'VE NEVER DONE CRACK
IN MY LIFE.
SLOW, THEN.

HEY, LOOK, I JUST VISITED
A FRIEND BACK THERE,

AND I CAN SEE HOW IT MIGHT
HAVE LOOKED LIKE A DRUG BUY,

BUT I ASSURE YOU, I GOT--

OKAY, YEAH, THAT IS CRACK.
I'M NOT GONNA DENY THAT.

BUT HERE'S
WHAT I WANT YOU TO KNOW.

IT'S NOT FOR YOU?
IT'S NOT FOR ME.

NO, IT'S FOR HIS COUSIN.
IT IS FOR MY COUSIN,
EXACTLY.

DO YOU KNOW MY COUSIN?
NO.

L-LET ME GUESS. IS THIS,
UH, FOR YOUR COUSIN, TOO?

LISTEN, I WANT
TO ASK YOU SOMETHING,

AND I WANT YOU TO BE HONEST.
MM-HMM.

HAVE EITHER OF YOU EVER
HAD KIDNEY STONES?

'CAUSE I DO. BAD ONES.
ACTING UP ALL WEEK.
RIGHT.

SO COMBINE THAT WITH WHAT HAS
BEEN A REALLY CRAPPY TIME

FOR ME PERSONAL LIFE-WISE,

AND I JUST WANT TO EASE
THE SUFFERING A BIT.

AND THERE YOU HAVE IT.
WEEPER.

I GOT TO ADMIT--IT DIDN'T LOOK
LIKE IT WAS GOING THAT WAY.

TRACI, SUSPECT'S IN CUSTODY.
CALL FOR TRANSPORT.

(door closes, radio chatter)

SO THE STRUGGLE STARTS HERE,
WELL INSIDE THE HOUSE.

DOORS AND WINDOWS?
(camera shutter clicking)

UH, FRONT DOOR'S OPEN.
ALL THE WINDOWS ARE LOCKED.

THERE'S NO SIGN
OF FORCED ENTRY.

THE ATTACKER WAS INVITED IN,
MAYBE KNOWN TO FORD.

FIGHT BREAKS OUT,
MOVES OVER TO HERE.

(sighs) FORD GOES DOWN.
NOW, FORD'S A BIG GUY.

IT WOULD TAKE A LOT
TO OVERPOWER HIM.

SO WE'RE LOOKING
FOR A LARGE MALE?

IT'S TOO EARLY TO TELL.

(shutter clicking,
radio chatter)

UH, HEAD WOUND--DID E.M.S. SAY
IF IT WAS RELATED TO THE FALL?

THEY COULDN'T TELL,
BUT IT WAS PRETTY BAD.

I MEAN, HE WAS STILL
UNCONSCIOUS WHEN THEY LEFT.
OKAY.

GREAT. SO, WE KNOW
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

(radio chatter continues)
WHY DON'T YOU TWO GO OUT THERE,
START CANVASSING?

ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, WILL DO.

(shutter clicking)

(sighs)

(radio chatter)

HI. I'M OFFICER McNALLY.

I WAS WONDERING IF YOU HAD
A FEW MINUTES

TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS.
YEAH. I SAW THE COMMOTION.
IS MR. FORD ALL RIGHT?

UH, ACTUALLY, HE WAS ASSAULTED.
DO YOU KNOW HIM?

UH, NO. HE MOSTLY
KEEPS TO HIMSELF.

NOT VERY FRIENDLY,
TO BE HONEST.
OKAY.

SO, YOU MUST BE HERE
ABOUT THE WOMAN.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WOMAN?

UH, LAST NIGHT ABOUT 9:00,
I WAS WALKING BY.

MR. FORD AND A WOMAN WERE
GOING AT EACH OTHER IN THE YARD.

WHAT DID SHE LOOK LIKE?

LONG BROWN HAIR,
ABOUT MY HEIGHT, PRETTY.

AND REALLY WORKED UP
ABOUT SOMETHING.

OKAY.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.

(radio chatter)

(door closes)

HEY.
HEY.

ALL RIGHT, SO,
SO FAR ALL I'VE LEARNED

IS THAT, UH, FORD'S NEIGHBORS
THINK HE'S KIND OF A DINK.

UH, YOU GETTING ANYTHING?
UH... YEAH. I GOTTA GO,
ACTUALLY.

WHAT?
I JUST HAVE TO DEAL
WITH SOMETHING.

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

(sighs)

(cell phone vibrates)

(beeps)
McNALLY, WHAT'S UP?

SAM, I NEED TO TALK.
YEAH, I'M KIND OF IN THE MIDDLE
OF SOMETHING HERE, YOU KNOW?

LOOK, I THINK
MARLO'S IN TROUBLE.

WHAT? WH-WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?

IT'S SERIOUS, OKAY?

SHE'S AT THE STATION.
CAN YOU MEET ME THERE?

CAN YOU JUST TELL ME
WHAT IT'S ABOUT?

CAN YOU JUST MEET ME
AT THE STATION, PLEASE?
O-OKAY.

I-I'M ON MY WAY.
(beeps)

(sighs)

NASH...

(stammers)
CAN YOU RUN THIS?
WHAT?

YOU'RE OKAY HERE, ALL RIGHT?
YOU GOT THIS.

I GOT THIS? THIS--
THIS IS YOUR OPERATION!

AND I WOULDN'T LEAVE
IF I DIDN'T THINK

YOU COULD HANDLE IT, OKAY?
JUST STICK TO THE PLAN.

I'LL BE BACK AS SOON
AS POSSIBLE.
(breathes unevenly)

NASH, PLEASE.

OKAY. GO.

(door buzzes and beeps)
YEAH, IT'S LIKE, UH,

GIN AND TONIC,
EXCEPT THE GIN IS VODKA

AND THE TONIC IS ETHANOL.

HEY. HAVE YOU SEEN,
UH, CRUZ?

OH, YEAH, SHE'S--
UH, EVIDENCE ROOM.
OKAY.

YEAH, I'M KIND OF...
McNALLY?

HEY.
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH MARLO?

(lowered voice)
JUST COME WITH ME. LISTEN.

KEVIN FORD WAS ATTACKED
LAST NIGHT.

WHAT? THE GUY WE BROUGHT IN
ON THE DIAZ CASE?

INVESTIGATORS ARE
AT HIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW.

SO WHAT DOES THAT HAVE
TO DO WITH MARLO?

BECAUSE SHE WAS THERE.
SHE WAS AT HIS HOUSE!

(woman speaking indistinctly
on P.A.)

(door closes)

GLAD YOU'RE HERE. DID YOU
TELL HIM ABOUT THE TREES?

NO, I DIDN'T.
BECAUSE THAT'S JUST
THE START.

THE MORE YOU LOOK
AT THIS THING--

HIS MOVEMENTS,
HIS SPENDING PATTERNS--

ALL STARTING
WITH THE HARTLEY BOY.
(rustling papers)

A WITNESS SAID
THAT SHE SAW A BLOND MAN

WALKING AWAY WITH A CHILD.

NOW, FORD HAS BROWN HAIR,
BUT I WENT TO THAT LOCATION

AT THE SAME--6:20,
THE SUN'S LOW ON THE HORIZON.

MARLO--
FORD WOULD HAVE BEEN
BACKLIT.

SO THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN
A RIM OF LIGHT

AROUND HIS HEAD.

I MEAN, YOU COULD EASILY
MISTAKE HIM FOR A BLONDE.

HEY, MARLO, SLOW DOWN, OKAY?
NO, NO.
DON'T DO THAT, SAM.

OKAY, LOOK,
I KNOW IT'S A LOT,

BUT... I'LL SHOW YOU, OKAY?

I CAN LAY THE WHOLE THING OUT.

YEAH... (muttering)

(radio chatter)

(lowered voice) WHAT IS THIS?
WHAT'S GOING ON?

McNALLY,
TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW.

(lowered voice)
SHE'S BIPOLAR.

SHE TOLD YOU THAT?

NO. I FOUND OUT BY ACCIDENT.

BUT SHE MADE ME PROMISE
NOT TO TELL, SO...

I DIDN'T.

LOOK, SEE. MARCH 7, 2010--

FORD CLAIMED HE WAS
OUT OF TOWN.
(normal voice) MARLO.

SEE--
I NEED YOU TO LISTEN
TO ME FOR A SECOND, OKAY?

WHAT?
MARLO, YOU'RE A LITTLE
WORKED UP RIGHT NOW.

OKAY? MARLO?
(panting)

YOU NEED TO STEP BACK
FROM THIS.

I DO?
(Swarek) YEAH.

(Marlo) I DON'T.
YEAH. CAN YOU DO THAT
FOR ME?

SAM, I AM MAKING
HEADWAY HERE.

I-I HEAR YOU.
I SEE THAT.
NO, THIS IS--

I HAVE BEEN WORKING
REALLY HARD ON THIS.

(stammers)
MARLO...

KEVIN FORD WAS ATTACKED
LAST NIGHT.

HE'S IN THE HOSPITAL.
HE'S UNCONSCIOUS.

(breathing unevenly)

Y-YOU DON'T THINK I HAD
ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT?

YOU WERE AT HIS HOUSE.

I WAS INVESTIGATING.

BUT A WITNESS SAW YOU
FIGHTING WITH HIM.

HE CAUGHT ME LOOKING THROUGH
HIS SIDE DOOR.

THERE WAS AN ARGUMENT,
AND THEN I LEFT.

THAT WAS IT. I LEFT.

COME ON.

SAM, LISTEN TO ME.
LISTEN TO ME.

I DID NOT... DO THAT.

OKAY. (chuckles)

THEY'RE GONNA BE COMBING
THROUGH FORD'S LIFE RIGHT NOW.

SO ARE THEY GONNA FIND ANYTHING
THAT POINTS BACK TO YOU?

NO.

THIS SIDE DOOR--
DID YOU TOUCH IT?

MAYBE.

(gasps) SAM...

OKAY, OKAY. COME ON.

(panting)
COME ON.

COME ON. SIT DOWN.

ALL RIGHT, IT'S OKAY.
SO LOOK AT ME.

WE'RE GONNA GET THIS
SORTED OUT, OKAY?

OKAY.

(radio chatter)

ALL RIGHT, SIGN HER OUT,
TAKE HER HOME.

MAKE SURE NO ONE SEES HER
LIKE THIS, ALL RIGHT?
OKAY.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

SAM, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

I DON'T KNOW.

IS THERE SOMEONE
YOU CAN CALL, MARLO?

SOMEONE WHO CAN BE
WITH YOU?

YOU TOLD HIM.

I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE
TO DO.

I MEAN, WHAT HAPPENED, MARLO?

YOU--YOU HAD EVERYTHING
UNDER CONTROL.

I FELL IN LOVE.

I JUST WANTED TO FEEL IT,
McNALLY,

YOU KNOW, LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
GETS TO.

INSTEAD OF FEARING IT.

TAMPING IT DOWN,
DRUGGING IT AWAY.

I LOVE HIM.

I JUST WANTED TO FEEL IT.

I'D LIKE TO TALK
TO MY PSYCHIATRIST.

CAN YOU TAKE ME THERE?

OF COURSE.

(vehicles passing)

(speaking inaudibly)

(Traci) ALL RIGHT, CAUCASIAN,
20s, GREEN JACKET.

SOUTH CATCH-CAR, YOU'RE UP.
(radio static)

H-HOLD ON.

IS THERE A PROBLEM?
Yeah.

I RECOGNIZE THAT GUY.

THAT'S PAUL HUSS.

HE'S A SOLDIER
WITH THE DOWLING CREW.

DOWLING CREW? WHAT'S HE
DOING ALL THE WAY OVER HERE?

(radio static)
GOOD QUESTION.

BUYING DRUGS FROM THE
COMPETITION. THAT DOESN'T MAKE
ANY SENSE.

WELL, MAYBE HE HAS
AN ADDICTION.

HE DOESN'T WANT HIS PEOPLE
TO KNOW ABOUT IT.

SUSPECT IS IN SIGHT.

NASH, ADVISE.

(inhales sharply)

NASH?

WHAT DOES SWAREK SAY?

SWAREK'S OFF DEALING WITH
HIS LATEST McNALLY CRISIS.

OKAY, WELL, TRACI,
WE'RE GONNA MISS OUR MOMENT.

SHOULD WE GO?

OKAY, GET HIM.

NO, NO, WAIT. STOP!

Watch him.

LET'S SEE WHERE THIS GOES.

(closes door)

ALL RIGHT, SUSPECT'S
GETTING INTO A BLACK S.U.V.

LOOKS LIKE THERE'S
A DRIVER INSIDE.

(radio static)
WHERE ARE THEY HEADED?

THEY'RE NOT.
THEY'RE JUST SITTING THERE.

(typing, beep)

AND YOU GUESSED IT.
THE VEHICLE'S ON FILE.

TIES TO THE DOWLING CREW.

OKAY, OKAY.
THEY MOVE, TELL ME.

COPY.

(siren blares)

(radio chatter)
(man) HEY, YOU SPOKE TO, UH...

(indistinct conversations,
radio chatter continues)

YEAH, WE'RE LIFTING
SOME PRINTS RIGHT NOW

FROM THE BASEMENT.
WE SPOKE TO, UH...

(cell phone vibrates)
WE'LL SEE WHAT COMES
OFF OF THAT.

(vibrating continues, beeps)

OH, COME ON, SWAREK.
SERIOUSLY.

(sighs)
(buttons clicking)

HI. IT'S TRACI.

UM... YOU GOT A SECOND?

SWAREK?

I THOUGHT YOU WERE
ON A DRUG SWEEP.

I'M, UH... FIGURED I COULD
HELP OUT HERE.

I'M FAMILIAR
WITH THE VICTIM, SO...

SINCE WHEN DO YOU TAKE
ASSAULT CALLS?

YEAH. NO CHOICE.

AFTER YOU GUYS HAULED FORD IN,
HE MADE COMPLAINTS,

CLAIMED HE WASN'T TREATED
VERY WELL.

ALL RIGHT, WELL, DIAZ'S KID
WAS MISSING.

THINGS MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN
A LITTLE IMPOLITE.
YEAH.

WELL, THE BRASS HAVE THEIR
EYES ON THIS ONE.

THAT'S WHY WE'VE GOT
THE WHOLE CIRCUS HERE.

NO STONE UNTURNED.

RIGHT.

(radio chatter)

LOOK, I WAS JUST TRYING
TO DO THE RIGHT THING.

YOU KNOW, TRYING TO CATCH
A PREDATOR.
I KNOW.

I KNOW I CROSSED THE LINE,
AND...

LOOK, I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY
YOU HAD TO GET INVOLVED.
IT'S OKAY.

I NEVER SHOULD HAVE
FOLLOWED HIM.

I NEVER SHOULD HAVE
TAKEN PHOTOS

OR GONE INSIDE HIS HOUSE
OR DONE ANY--

WAIT A SECOND.
YOU WENT INSIDE HIS HOUSE?

I-I'M JUST GONNA--
I'M GONNA RELEASE...
(radio chatter)

ANYTHING INTERESTING OUTSIDE?

SOME PARTIALS ON THE DOOR.
NOTHING RECOVERABLE.

(radio chatter continues)

(cell phone vibrating)

HEY. HOW IS SHE?

SHE'S FINE. SHE'S WITH
HER PSYCHIATRIST RIGHT NOW.

SAM, WE HAVE A PROBLEM.
SHE WENT INTO FORD'S HOUSE.

WH-WHEN?

TWO NIGHTS AGO. SHE WENT
THROUGH HIS COMPUTER.

HOLD ON.

(indistinct conversations,
camera shutter clicks)

(radio chatter)

BET YOU'RE GETTING LOTS
OF PRINTS OFF THAT, HUH?

(chuckles) YEAH.
GOTTA BE FORD'S, MOSTLY.

BUT THERE'S A SECOND SET, TOO.
SMALLER. LOOKS LIKE A WOMAN'S.

CLEAN?
PERFECT.

WE SENT THE DIGITAL IMAGE
TO THE LAB.

THEY'RE PROCESSING.

HEY.
(camera shutter clicking)

YOU ALL RIGHT?

OH, YEAH. I GOT A...
(chuckles)

I GOT A BIT OF A HEADACHE.

ALL RIGHT, I'M JUST HEADING
BACK TO THE STATION.

OKAY, I'LL SEE YOU THERE.

(indistinct conversations)

(radio chatter continues)

(lowered voice) McNALLY?
YEAH?

THEY GOT MARLO'S PRINTS,
ALL RIGHT,

SO IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME
BEFORE THEY MATCH THEM.

SO I NEED YOU TO LISTEN
VERY CAREFULLY.

All right? I need you
to go back to the station

and get Marlo's memo book.
WHY?

YOU NEED TO ADD AN ENTRY.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?

OKAY? EXPLAINING
WHY SHE WAS HERE.

SAM, DON'T ASK ME TO DO THAT!

LOOK, WE HAD OFFICERS
ALL THROUGH THIS PLACE

A COUPLE WEEKS AGO.
THIS ISN'T A STRETCH.

I'D DO IT MYSELF, BUT I CAN'T
GET BACK IN TIME.

CALLAGHAN'S ON HIS WAY.

EVEN IF I WANTED TO GET
TO THE MEMO BOOKS,

YOU KNOW I CAN'T.
THEY'RE LOCKED UP.

THE COMBINATION IS IN FRANK'S
DESK DRAWER, RIGHT-HAND SIDE.

McNally, once those
prints match,

THIS CASE GOES RIGHT
OFF THE RAILS.

NO ONE'S GONNA CARE
ABOUT FORD

OR WHOEVER ATTACKED HIM.

IT'S ALL GONNA BE
ABOUT MARLO.

YOU'RE NOT HONESTLY TRYING TO
SELL THIS AS GOOD POLICE WORK.

SHE DIDN'T DO IT. OKAY?

YOU KNOW THAT.
BUT IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER.

IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER
HOW GOOD A COP SHE IS,

HOW GOOD A PERSON.

THIS ONE MISTAKE IS GONNA
RUIN HER LIFE.

IT WILL DESTROY HER.

Andy, she needs this.

If you won't do it for her,

do it for me.

THANKS FOR COMING.

I'M JUST FLATTERED YOU,
UH, THOUGHT OF ME.

I CALLED A GUNS AND GANGS
DETECTIVE

TO A GANG INCIDENT.

WELL, I FLATTER EASILY.
(sighs)

SO RUN IT BY ME AGAIN.

WHAT, A MEMBER
OF THE DOWLING CREW

BOUGHT CRACK
OFF YOUR GUY HERE?

THAT'S RIGHT. NOW HE'S
IN A PARKED S.U.V.

DOWN THE BLOCK.
YOU WERE RIGHT TO CALL.

UH, WHERE'S SWAREK?
ISN'T HE RUNNING THIS THING?

UH, DON'T ASK.

(Chloe) Nash, we got
something here.

WE HAVE A SECOND VEHICLE
APPROACHING.

(window whirring)

WHOA, IT'S JACKSON IRVING.

THIS IS PECK.
ARE YOU SURE?

YEAH. YEAH. JACKSON IRVING,
HEAD OF THE DOWLING CREW.

(camera shutter clicking)
ALL RIGHT, WE'VE GOT
A THIRD MALE

GETTING OUT OF THE S.U.V.

IRVING'S GIVING HIM SOMETHING.
UH, IT'S A PAPER BAG.

(lowered voice)
IT'S GUNS.

UNTRACEABLE GUNS.
YEAH.

AND NOW THEY'RE LEAVING.
DO WE FOLLOW?

NO. STAY WITH THE FIRST S.U.V.
(radio static)

SO THEY SENT A FAKE BUYER
TO CASE CONLON'S OPERATION

AND GET EYES ON HIM.
(normal voice)
NOW THEY HAVE THEIR ORDERS.

YOU KNOW, THIS TIME,
THEY KILL.

PUT THE GUYS IN PLACE,
WE STOP THAT S.U.V.

NO. NO.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, NO?

TRACI, WE JUST TIED
JACKSON IRVING DIRECTLY TO THIS.

YES, AND?
SO, YOU ROLL UP
ON THAT S.U.V. NOW,

YOU GET A FEW FOOT SOLDIERS
ON MINOR GUN CHARGES.

IF WE GET THEM ALL
IN THE BUILDING

WITH THE GUNS IN THEIR HANDS,

THAT'S CONSPIRACY
TO COMMIT MURDER.

IRVING GOES AWAY
FOR A LONG TIME.

BUT, STEVE, WE ARE NOT
SET UP FOR THIS.

WE'RE HERE BUSTING
DIME-BAGGERS.

LISTEN TO ME. JACKSON IRVING
IS A COLDBLOODED KILLER.

LAST MONTH, HE PUT A HIT
ON A 13-YEAR-OLD BOY.

WE'VE BEEN AFTER THE GUY
FOREVER.

WE CAN'T TOUCH HIM.
THAT'S NOT THE POINT.

WE'RE--WE'RE NOT PREPARED
FOR THIS.

NO, THAT'S EXACTLY THE POINT!

THIS IS A CHANCE TO GET
A MURDERER OFF THE STREET.

I CAN GET BACKUP HERE
IN MINUTES.

WE DO THIS SAFE,
NO ONE GETS HURT.

MAKE THE CALL.

(exhales)

(indistinct conversations,
alert signal beeps)

(woman speaking indistinctly
on P.A.)

(speaking indistinctly)

(door buzzes in distance)

(radio chatter)

(opens drawer)

(closes drawer)

(woman on P.A.) S.I.S. IS
ON LINE 6 FOR SERGEANT KEHOE.

(door buzzes and beeps)
HEY.

ANY HEADWAY
ON THE FORD CASE?

NOT MUCH. I MEAN, THE GUY'S
A SUSPECTED PEDOPHILE

AND CONFIRMED JERK, SO FOR
MOTIVE, TAKE YOUR PICK.
(cell phone vibrating)

(radio chatter)

(copier whirring,
number pad beeping)

(beeping continues)

HUH.
WHAT IS IT?

WE GOT A MATCH ON THE SECOND
SET OF PRINTS FOUND AT FORD'S.

OFFICE MARLO CRUZ?

WE HAD GUYS IN THERE
A COUPLE WEEKS AGO.

YEAH, NOT HER.
NOT ACCORDING TO MY REPORT.

SHE WAS WITH SWAREK WHEN THEY
ARRESTED HIM AT HIS WORK.

(radio chatter)

(copier whirring)

(Frank) WELL, IT WAS
A PRETTY HECTIC DAY--

PEOPLE COMING AND GOING.

MISSING KID. I GET IT,
BUT STILL...

I SHOULD PROBABLY TALK TO HER.
IS SHE IN TODAY?

WENT HOME SICK
THIS AFTERNOON.

TELL YOU WHAT.
UM, I'LL CHECK HER NOTES.

GREAT. THANKS.

McNALLY.

AREN'T YOU IN THE FIELD
TODAY?

YEAH.

UH, JUST NEEDED
A REQUISITION FORM.

I'M GOING BACK NOW.

(radio chatter)

HEY, McNALLY?

ANDY?

(door closes)

WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE
CRUZ WAS AT FORD'S AFTER ALL.

"ATTENDED SEARCH,
30 FURLOUGH."

STILL WANT TO TALK TO HER?

NO, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

YOU KNOW, UH, CAN YOU
DO ME A FAVOR?

CAN YOU SEND ME A COPY
OF THAT FOR MY REPORT?

YEAH, WILL DO.
THANKS.

(siren wailing, radio chatter,
indistinct conversations)

(buttons clicking)

(sighs)

SAM. IT'S DONE.

(hangs up cell phone)

(sighs)

(grunts, panting)

(siren wailing in distance)

(sighing)

(phone beeps)

OH, HEY, HI, ANDY.
HOW'S IT GOING?

I THOUGHT THAT I WOULD
JUST TOUCH BASE AND LET YOU KNOW

THAT I HAVE A BLISTER
ON MY RIGHT HEEL

THE SIZE OF A POMEGRANATE.

I ALSO HAVE SOME FAIRLY
SIGNIFICANT POLYESTER CHAFE

IN PLACES THAT WILL GO
NAMELESS.

THERE ARE DARK PLACES,
McNALLY.

VERY DARK PLACES.
SO I WONDER--

ARE YOU PLANNING TO BRING ME
MY SQUAD AT SOME POINT,

OR SHOULD I JUST CONTINUE
CANVASSING ON FOOT

UNTIL I HIT THE STATION?

DO LET ME KNOW, OKAY?
(knocks on door)

ANYWAY... (sighs)
MISS YOU. BYE. KISSES!

(phone beeps)

HI. IS YOUR MOM OR DAD HERE?

(door creaks, radio chatter)

HI, SIR.

SIR, COULD I ASK YOU
A FEW QUESTIONS?

OKAY, THE BUYER'S IN MOTION.
REPEAT--BUYER'S IN MOTION.

HE'S IN A BLACK HOODED COAT,
UNZIPPED.

BACKUP'S MINUTES AWAY.

WE DON'T HAVE MINUTES.

YOU WANNA CALL IT OFF?

TEAM, NO BACKUP.
WE ARE ON OUR OWN. LET'S GO.

(engine turns off)

(speaking inaudibly)

ORDER'S BEEN PLACED.
RUNNER'S ON HIS WAY UP.

BACK IN THE APARTMENT.
WHAT THE HELL, MAN?

OH, I KNOW Y'ALL NEED
A SEARCH WARRANT.
CONLON, CONLON, TRUST US.

THE SAFEST PLACE FOR YOU
RIGHT NOW IS BACK INSIDE,

DOOR LOCKED, AND MOUTH SHUT.

(button clicks)

(elevator door opens)

S.U.V.'s MOVING.
HERE THEY COME.

STAND TALL.
LEAD WITH YOUR BADGE.

WE'LL BE FINE.
GOT IT.

THEY'RE NOT GONNA SHOOT COPS.
THEY'RE NOT CRAZY.

RIGHT.
WE JUST GOTTA SHOW THEM
THERE'S MORE OF US THAN THEM.

PECK.
YEAH.

YOU'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING
LIKE THIS BEFORE, HAVE YOU?
NO.

THEN QUIT GIVING ME ADVICE. IT'S
ONLY MAKING ME MORE NERVOUS.

COPY THAT.

BETTER WATCH IT, NASH.

YOU KEEP CALLING ME
ON MY CRAP,

I'M GONNA FALL FOR YOU
EVEN HARDER THAN I ALREADY AM.

(inhales deeply)

(exhales deeply)
ALL RIGHT. (clears throat)

IT'S ON.

(tires screech)

TWO MEN.

(engine revs, tires screech)

(elevator bell dings)

POLICE!
POLICE!

DROP YOUR WEAPONS RIGHT NOW!
DROP IT!

(Traci) DROP IT!

POLICE!
POLICE!

(Dov) DO NOT MOVE!
DROP YOUR WEAPON!

DROP IT! RIGHT NOW!
GET DOWN ON THE GROUND NOW!

(Traci) PUT YOUR WEAPON
ON THE GROUND RIGHT NOW!

DROP IT!
GET ON THE GROUND NOW!

RIGHT NOW ON THE GROUND!
GET ON THE GROUND RIGHT NOW!

(Traci) DROP IT! DROP IT!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN.
GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!

GET DOWN! MOVE!

DOWN. DOWN!

(thud)

(Dov) GET HIM.

(handcuffs click)

HERE'S THE INFORMATION YOU NEED.
YEAH.

(police radio chatter)
I GOT HIM HERE, YEAH.

OKAY.
HE'S READY TO GO.

GOOD.
(handcuffs click)

NASH.

I'LL BE BACK.

(lowered voice) SO WE
WENT OFF BOOK A BIT.

I HEARD.

BUT I'LL GET YOU UP
TO SPEED.

NOBODY HAS TO KNOW
YOU WEREN'T THERE.

NASH, ABOUT THAT--
(camera shutter clicks)

JUST TELL ME
IT WAS IMPORTANT.

IT WAS.

THEN WE'RE GOOD.

SEE, I TOLD YOU
YOU COULD HANDLE IT.

(door buzzes in distance)

(radio chatter)

(cell door closes)

(siren whoops)

(engine turns off,
radio chatter)

YEAH, THAT'S THE CRUISER
YOU'RE GONNA GET INTO

OVER THERE, ALL RIGHT?

HEY. SO YOU GOT
FORD'S ATTACKER?

I'M SORRY.

I DIDN'T THINK THAT YOU WERE
INTERESTED IN THIS CASE.

OLIVER...

NO, I KNOW. I KNOW. IT'S NOT
GLAMOROUS WORK, McNALLY,

GOING DOOR TO DOOR,

BUT YOU NEVER KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE GONNA FIND.

I GUESS THAT'S WHY
IT'S THE FIRST THING THAT WE DO

WHEN WE'RE DOING OUR JOBS.

I'M SORRY.

OH, DON'T BE.

YOU KNOW HOW I VALUE
MY "ME" TIME.

(siren wailing)

(door closes)

(door buzzes)

HEY.

HEY.

SO...

FORD APPROACHED HIS SON.

TRIED TO LURE HIM
INTO THE BASEMENT.

(door closes)
AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT
THE KID TOLD HIS FATHER.

HE WENT NUTS.
FIGHT BROKE OUT.

FORD FELL AND HIT HIS HEAD.

SO FORD IS A PREDATOR.
YEAH, SURE LOOKS LIKE IT.

I'LL BE SURE TO ASK HIM
WHEN HE WAKES UP.

YOU KNOW, THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
I DON'T GET ABOUT THIS--

IS HE WOULDN'T HAVE EVEN
BEEN SUSPICIOUS

IF A COP HADN'T GONE
DOOR TO DOOR LAST WEEK

ASKING QUESTIONS
ABOUT FORD.

DID THE OFFICER IDENTIFY
HIMSELF?

NO, SHE DIDN'T.

HUH.

SOMETHING YOU WANNA TELL ME,
SWAREK?

ALL RIGHT.

NICE WORK OUT THERE.
THANKS FOR YOUR HELP TODAY.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(footsteps approach)

HEY.
HEY.

HEARD YOU HAD A BIG DAY.

YEAH. YEAH, DEFINITELY GOT
THE HEART RATE UP,

THAT'S FOR SURE.

HOW ABOUT YOU?

UM...

UNEVENTFUL.

JUST CANVASSING ALL DAY.

I'M JUST GONNA GET CHANGED,
AND THEN WE CAN GO.

ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT?
IT'S BEEN KIND OF A LONG WEEK.

I MIGHT JUST CRASH AT MINE
TONIGHT,

CATCH UP ON SOME SLEEP.

OKAY.

(both sigh)

YOU READY FOR THIS?

WHATEVER CHRIS WANTS.

DIAZ, YOU READY?

(Chris) START POURING.
I'LL BE OUT IN A SEC.

HEY. (sighs) SORRY, DENISE.

UM... SO HE STILL WON'T GO
TO SLEEP, HUH?

WELL, HAVE YOU TRIED
THE TROUT SONG?

YEAH, THAT--THAT ONE'S GOOD,
TOO,

BUT HE REALLY LIKES
THE TROUT SONG.

WELL, THIS IS JUST GONNA
TAKE SOME TIME FOR HIM...

FOR... ALL OF US.

(sighs)

YEAH. OF COURSE I MISS HIM.

I MISS HIM LIKE YOU...

LIKE YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE.

HE'S ALL--
HE'S ALL I THINK ABOUT.

**

YEAH. OKAY, WELL,
I SHOULD, UH...

I SHOULD GO.

YOU, TOO.

OKAY.

BYE.

(man) * EVERY STORY

(sighs) ALL RIGHT.
LET'S DO THIS.

(clapping)

(packaging rustles)

* I DON'T SLEEP
AND THE TELEPHONE DON'T RING *

* IT'S UNUSUAL

WHAT PEOPLE ARE GONNA REMEMBER
ABOUT TODAY

IS THAT A... PEDOPHILE
GOT BEATEN,

AND THE GUY THAT DID IT
GOT ARRESTED.

YOU DID A GOOD THING.

HMM.
YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE THAT?

I BELIEVE YOU DID
THE RIGHT THING.

HOW COME IT'S SO EASY
FOR YOU,

JUST TO COME UP
WITH YOUR OWN SET OF RULES?

AND YOU'RE SO SURE
OF THEM.

McNALLY--
WHAT IF I DON'T WANNA
FOLLOW YOUR RULES, SAM?

WHAT IF I JUST WANNA FOLLOW
THE NORMAL ONES?

BE STRAIGHTFORWARD
AND... HARDWORKING...

AND OPEN.

ANDY...

THANK YOU FOR TODAY.

I MEAN THAT.

I DIDN'T DO IT FOR YOU.

(sighs)

(indistinct conversations)

(Steve) HEY.

(Traci) HEY.

SO OPERATION DRIFTNET--
UH, DID YOU BREAK THE RECORD?

NO, WE CAME UP SHORT.

OH. SORRY TO HEAR THAT.

BUT IT'S OKAY, 'CAUSE IN LIGHT
OF THE JACKSON IRVING ARREST,

FRANK'S OVER THE MOON.
MM-HMM.

SO THANKS FOR THAT.

OH, NO. THAT WAS ALL YOU.

I WAS JUST THERE
TO CHEER YOU ON.

I WAS ACTUALLY COMING
TO FIND YOU.

OH?
I WONDERED IF MAYBE YOU WANTED
TO GO CELEBRATE WITH ME

AND GO HAVE A DRINK.

MM. IT'S INTERESTING.

INTERESTING?

YEAH. (sighs) WHILE I'VE
BEEN PURSUING YOU FOR WEEKS,

BUT ONLY ON THE DAY YOU CATCH
A NOTORIOUS GANGSTER

DO YOU BITE.

(sighs)
I'M JUST TRYING TO FIGURE OUT
THE IMPLICATIONS OF THAT.

YOU KNOW, THERE'S KIND OF
A CODE TO THIS--BEING ASKED OUT.

IS THAT RIGHT?

SHORT ANSWERS ARE GOOD.

YES. "YES" IS MY ANSWER.

(sighs) ALL RIGHT, THEN.
SHALL WE?

JUST LET ME GET THAT.

THANK YOU.
AH, YOU'RE WELCOME.

(laughs)

(telephone rings)

SO SAY I WANTED
TO GET TO FIRST BASE,

ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO, LIKE,

TAKE DOWN A WHOLE
CRIME FAMILY OR SOMETHING?

WELL, KEEP SAYING
"FIRST BASE."

SEE WHAT THAT DOES
FOR YOUR CHANCES.

(radio chatter)

(door creaks)

(vehicles passing in distance)

HEY.

HEY.

(sighs)

SAM...

I'M SO SORRY.

I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU.

SLEEP.

WE'LL TALK TOMORROW.

ARE YOU IN TROUBLE?

(Zaac Pick's "Drifters" playing)

NO.

NO ONE'S IN TROUBLE.

* OH, LET IT FALL

* THIS MOUNTAIN OVER ME

(indistinct conversations)

HEY.
HEY.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

JUST LOOKING FOR YOU.

YOU ALL RIGHT?

I HAD A REALLY TERRIBLE DAY
TODAY.

TELL YOU ABOUT IT?

**

OF COURSE.

(stool scrapes floor)

HEY, CAN I GET
TWO MORE OF THOSE?

* I

* WASH IT OVER ME