Original subtitles

***

1 1/4 CUP, RIGHT?

HAS TO BE EXACT.

CAKE'S ON FIRE. WHAT?

NO! (utensil clatters)

OH, NO, NO, NO!

(sizzling)

IT'S OKAY. I CAN SALVAGE IT. IT'S GOOD, IT'S GOOD.

(extinguisher whooshes)

I... (sighs)

(extinguisher pops, clatters) I WOULD HAVE USED IT.

(door closes)

WELL, THAT WAS CLOSE. (mutters)

***

WHY ARE YOU HAVING THIS THING AGAIN?

YOU'VE BEEN HERE... SIX MONTHS?

YEAH, AND I NEVER HAD A HOUSEWARMING,

AND I THINK NOW IS THE TIME TO SAY I AM FINALLY HOME.

OH. PUT THAT BACK. IT'S FOR TOMORROW.

YOU WANT THAT? YES, I DO WANT THAT.

YOU WANT IT? PUT IT BACK!

YOU WANT IT? THAT IS FOR TOMORROW NIGHT!

WANT THAT? OOH!

OKAY. (exhales)

WHAT, YOU WANNA PLAY? HUH?

(laughing)

(continues laughing) (knock on door)

OH, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER.

***

CLAIRE. (chuckles) HI.

HI. I WAS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD,

AND I WANTED TO DROP SOMETHING OFF,

BUT I-I-I'M INTERRUPTING, RIGHT?

NO. NO, IT'S FINE.

HMM? YEAH.

(Claire chuckles)

ARE YOU... HAVING A PARTY?

A HOUSEWARMING, ACTUALLY.

HAVEN'T YOU BEEN LIVING HERE FOR SIX MONTHS? MM-HMM.

THAT'S WHAT I SAID.

I-I'M SORRY I DIDN'T INVITE YOU.

CAN I HELP WITH ANYTHING?

NO. YOU KNOW, I WAS JUST GONNA PICK UP SOME FOOD

AND FLOWERS AFTER WORK TOMORROW, BUT I'VE GOT IT COVERED.

WELL, I-I CAN DO THAT. I-I COULD PICK UP FOOD.

I COULD DROP IT HERE IN THE AFTERNOON.

UH... WELL, I--

ANYWAY... (laughs) I, UM...

I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE THESE.

THEY'RE HOME MOVIES OF WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE.

I GOT THEM TRANSFERRED TO DVD.

***

ARE YOU SERIOUS ABOUT THE FOOD?

OF COURSE. I WOULD BE HAPPY TO.

UM, IS THERE SOMEONE HERE TO LET ME IN?

I'M GONNA GET YOU THE SPARE KEY.

***

(drawer opens and closes)

HERE YOU GO.

(clicks tongue) UH... (sighs)

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING.

I'VE THROWN DOZENS OF PARTIES.

I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO GET.

THANK YOU.

IT'S NICE TO SEE YOU, SAM.

BYE.

OKAY.

WELL, THAT WAS VERY HELPFUL OF HER.

HOW LONG HAS SHE BEEN BACK IN YOUR LIFE?

MMM... FOUR WEEKS.

OH, GOOD. I THOUGHT YOU BARELY KNEW EACH OTHER.

(smoke alarm beeping)

OH!

(radio chatter)

(sirens wailing in distance)

INTUBATION.

UH, CORRECT PATIENT POSITIONING.

UH, DEPRESSION OF THE PHARYNGEAL REFLEX.

IMMOBILIZATION OF THE PATIENT.

WELL, ISN'T THAT OBVIOUS? SO THEN SAY IT.

IMMOBILIZATION OF THE PATIENT.

VERY GOOD.

YOU'RE NOT A DOCTOR.

NO, BUT MY DAD IS. OH, YOU WANT ANOTHER TUTOR?

(sighs) NOT TILL I PASS THIS EXAM.

ALL RIGHT. I, UH... I GOTTA TAKE OFF.

I'LL SEE YOU AFTER?

YEAH, JUST GIVE ME A CALL.

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder continues rumbling)

VOLUNTARY OVERTIME AFTER AN ALL-NIGHT SHIFT,

AND YOU DECIDE TO THROW A PARTY?

HEY, WE CAN SLEEP WHEN WE'RE DEAD.

LOOK, I NEED THIS. PROGRESS IS MOVING FORWARD.

ANDY McNALLY, ZEN MASTER.

NOT REALLY. MORE AVOIDING. (laughs)

I WISH JERRY WOULD AVOID ME. WHAT?

I SWEAR, WORKING TOGETHER AND DATING--

IT'S LIKE I'M HIS MINI-ME.

THE OTHER DAY I ACTUALLY ANSWERED MY PHONE,

"GO FOR TRACI!"

TRACE.

(indistinct conversations, telephones ringing)

LOOKING SHARP.

YOU KNOW WHAT? CAN YOU GET ME A COFFEE?

I'M RUNNING LATE.

(footsteps departing)

OH. DETECTIVE BARBER?

I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU EVERYWHERE.

OUT OF MY FACE, PECK.

(telephones ringing)

(cell phone ringtone playing)

(exhales) NO, IT'S OKAY. LEAVE IT. LEAVE IT.

IT'S JUST SUE CHECKING IN. I'LL TALK TO HER LATER.

YOU GUYS IN A FIGHT OR SOMETHING?

NO, NO. WE'RE GREAT. SHE'S PERFECT. (ringtone stops)

IT'S JUST ME. I'M-- (punches resume)

BOMB CHICK, RIGHT? SUE? (exhales)

SORRY. I JUST FORGOT MY GYM BAG.

(breathing heavily)

SO E.T.F. AND A UNI-- HOW'S THAT WORK?

SAME AS ANY OTHER RELATIONSHIP.

(chuckles) COMPLICATED, HUH? (chuckles)

WELL, THAT'S THE THING ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS. (buckle clicks)

THEY ALWAYS GET COMPLICATED.

THAT'S WHY YOU GOTTA KEEP THINGS LIGHT.

LIKE YOU AND GAIL KEEPING IT LIGHT?

JUST OLD FRIENDS WHO LIKE EACH OTHER'S COMPANY.

SHE KNOW THAT'S ALL IT IS? (buzzer in distance)

HEY, GUYS. PARADE'S IN TEN.

WHAT?

(buzzer in distance, Velcro tears off)

(tearing continues)

THANKS TO ONE BRAVE OFFICER OF 15, GIDEON SANTORI--

MR. PUBLIC NUDITY... (laughter)

IS FINALLY OFF THE STREETS.

OOH! KUDOS TO OFFICER COLLINS,

WHO TOOK DOWN SANTORI ALONE.

(man) OH, YEAH. EW!

THANKS. (officers groaning)

(Frank) UP UNTIL NOW, OFFICER COLLINS...

HE'S UP. HAS BEEN RIDING WITH THE T.O.

NOT ANYMORE. STAND UP, COLLINS.

(buzzer in distance)

YOU... (scissors snip)

ARE CUT LOOSE, SOLDIER.

(man) WHOO! HOOAH!

(Frank) ALL-NIGHT SHIFT. THE STREETS WILL BE BUSY.

YOUR JOB IS TO PROTECT THE PEOPLE,

EVEN IF THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO.

LET'S GET TO IT.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET TO WORK.

(exhales)

WE'RE RIDING TOGETHER.

IT'S MY FIRST NIGHT WITHOUT A T.O.

I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO IT.

IT'LL BE FUN.

(radio chatter) HOUSEWARMING. WHAT'D YOU GET ANDY?

MM, MY COMPANY'S GIFT ENOUGH. YOU?

FONDUE POT. WELL, TECHNICALLY IT'S FROM ME AND CHRIS,

BUT, UH, PROBLEM IS WE ALREADY USED IT.

WE'RE HAVING TROUBLE FITTING IT BACK IN THE BOX.

OH, GOOD. SO SHE'LL HAVE NOTHING TO PUT IT IN

AFTER SHE NEVER USES IT. (cell phone ringtone playing)

(ringtone continues, radio chatter)

YOU GONNA GET THAT? NO, IT'S OKAY.

(cell phone beeps) IT'S JUST SUE... CHECKING IN.

YOU'RE TOTALLY AVOIDING HER.

AH. NO, I'M NOT.

IT'S OKAY. YOU NEED A LITTLE TIME APART,

A LITTLE SPACE.

YEAH. WELL, YOU WOULD KNOW.

I MEAN, YOU'RE THE EXPERT ON SPACE, RIGHT?

(chuckles) YOU AND NICK. BUT, UH, TAKE IT FROM ME.

FROM EXPERIENCE? YEAH?

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS-- SOMEBODY USUALLY GETS HURT.

OH, RIGHT. 'CAUSE I'M A WOMAN,

SO I COULDN'T POSSIBLY BE INTERESTED

IN A RELATIONSHIP BASED SOLELY ON SEX.

(radio chatter continues)

I LIKE THE WAY IT IS.

(turn signal clicking)

(car slows and stops)

COFFEE.

MAKE SURE THE LID'S ON TIGHT.

(radio chatter)

(seat belt unfastens)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(cell phone ringtone plays)

(cell phone beeps) HEY, SUE, IT'S ME--GAIL.

SORRY. (chuckles)

NO, I JUST THOUGHT YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE.

UH, YES, I CAN TAKE A MESSAGE.

OKAY, CRYSTAL, DO YOU HAVE A LAST NAME?

(radio chatter)

UH... YEAH. NO.

I'LL TELL HIM.

(radio chatter)

YOU KNOW WHAT THE BEST THING ABOUT MY LIFE IS RIGHT NOW?

THIS GUY. (chuckles) NO.

MY LIFE IS A MESS. AND FOR THE FIRST TIME,

I'M NOT RUNNING AROUND TRYING TO FIX IT.

REMEMBER HOW YOU SAID, UH, NEAT AND TIDY'S OVERRATED?

YEAH, WELL, I'M PUTTIN' MY TRUST IN THAT.

EH, NEAT AND TIDY IS WHO YOU ARE, YOU KNOW?

DON'T DRIVE YOUR TRUST-MOBILE OFF A CLIFF.

OKAY, WHAT HAPPENED TO "DON'T OVERTHINK IT"?

I'M JUST SAYING IT'S OKAY TO BE WARY.

YOU DON'T OWE ANYBODY ANYTHING.

ANYBODY? YOU MEAN MY MOTHER?

(siren wailing and passing)

YOU KNOW, I SPENT 15 YEARS ANALYZING WHY SHE LEFT.

THERE'S NO WAY I'M SPENDING ANOTHER 15

ANALYZING WHY SHE CAME BACK.

(female dispatcher) Unit 1505, call from Matador Alarm Systems.

Silent perimeter alarm received at 1929 King and Parliament.

1505. WE'RE ON OUR WAY.

(hangs up receiver)

(siren wailing)

YOU KNOW THE BEST THING ABOUT SILENT ALARMS?

BELLS ARE RINGING, BUT PEOPLE DON'T KNOW THEY'RE IN TROUBLE.

(radio chatter)

(radio chatter)

(door closes)

(radio chatter continues)

(muffled dance music playing)

(indistinct conversations)

UHH. IT'S DEFINITELY A PARTY.

(dance music continues, indistinct conversations)

IT'S A BUNCH OF KIDS.

(Andy) LOOK OVER THERE. DEFINITELY WOO-GIRLS.

OH, YEAH? YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE NOT A WOO-GIRL, McNALLY?

YEAH, MAYBE. AFTER A BOTTLE OF TEQUILA.

A WHOLE BOTTLE OF TEQUILA, AND I'M A WOO-GIRL.

ALL RIGHT. HEY, GUYS! PARTY'S OVER!

GO HOME!

***

EXCUSE ME THERE, KIDDO. HEY!

***

(music stops)

ALL RIGHT, EVERYBODY, THE PARTY IS OVER!

(people groaning and shouting, needle scratch)

YOU GOT TEN MINUTES BEFORE WE START CALLING YOUR PARENTS!

IF YOU HAVE ALCOHOL OR ANYTHING ILLEGAL ON YOU,

SET IT DOWN RIGHT NOW AND HEAD OUT!

(girl screams)

(girl #2) OH, MY GOD!

THAT'S DEFINITELY NOT A WOO-GIRL.

(girl sobbing)

(radio static) THIS IS SWAREK. I'M AT 1929 KING STREET,

AND I GOT A 20- TO 30-YEAR-OLD MALE WHO'S SERIOUSLY INJURED.

SEND A BUS RIGHT AWAY, PLEASE.

(radio chatter) ALL RIGHT, LOCK THIS PLACE DOWN RIGHT NOW!

NOBODY GOES OUT. ALL THESE KIDS ARE POTENTIAL WITNESSES!

(radio static) ALL RIGHT, 1509 REQUESTING BACKUP.

STOP! (female dispatcher) Available units in the area...

MOVE AWAY FROM THE EXIT! LET'S GO!

EVERYBODY, THIS IS A CRIME SCENE!

I NEED YOU TO STAY WHERE YOU ARE!

***

(siren wailing)

(indistinct conversations, radio chatter)

(siren wailing)

HOW'S THE VICTIM?

COUPLE OF STAB WOUNDS,

AND THE KNIFE IS RIGHT OVER HERE.

YEAH, THE GUY'S UNCONSCIOUS.

UH, PROBABLY HAPPENED IN THE LAST HOUR.

ANYTHING ON HIM MIGHT TELL US WHO HE IS?

NO WALLET, NO I.D.

JUST THE CLOTHES ON HIS BACK AND AN OLD BAG.

COULD HAVE BEEN HOMELESS.

CRASHED HERE, HARD UP FOR MONEY.

ROBBERY GONE SIDEWAYS.

OKAY, WELL, I'LL, UH, STICK WITH I.D.E.N.T.

AND SEE WHAT THEY COME UP WITH.

UH, I'LL TALK TO I.D.E.N.T.

YOU GO TELL DIAZ AND COLLINS TO STAY WITH THE VICTIM.

AND IF HE WAKES UP, I'M THE FIRST TO KNOW, YEAH? (radio chatter)

YES, SIR.

(sighs) (radio chatter continues)

OKAY, AND YOU TWO STAY WITH THE PARTY KIDS.

I'M SURE SOMEONE SAW SOMETHING. ALL RIGHT.

(camera shutter clicks, indistinct conversations)

(camera shutter clicks)

(mouth full) HEY, JER. WHAT'S GOING ON, BUDDY?

(camera shutter clicks, siren wailing)

(wailing continues)

IF JOHN DOE WAKES UP, TAKE HIS STATEMENT,

BUT WHATEVER HAPPENS, KEEP ME POSTED.

(Chris) NO PROBLEM.

SEE YOU THERE.

YEAH.

(clattering)

CAN I RIDE WITH YOU GUYS? (siren wailing)

MY SON DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING. CAN I TAKE HIM HOME NOW, PLEASE?

LIKE, I DON'T KNOW WHY WE'RE ALL LOSING SLEEP

OVER SOME HOBO WHO GOT SHANKED.

GOOD QUESTION.

I'LL BE SURE TO EXPLAIN IT YOU WHEN I TAKE YOUR STATEMENT...

AFTER EVERYONE ELSE'S. (camera shutters clicking)

(sighs) ALL RIGHT, LOOK AT ME AND STATE YOUR NAME.

(man) OKAY, GUYS, STEP BACK HERE, OKAY?

YOU OKAY?

DID THIS STUFF LEAK INTO YOUR BRAIN?

I'M TALKING TO YOU.

YEAH, I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT THIS.

SORRY ABOUT WHAT? (thud)

OHH! SON OF A--

SAM.

McNALLY, DON'T MAKE ME RUN AFTER LITTLE GIRLS!

HEY! HEY!

STOP. GET A LEG!

COME ON. YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE.

ALL RIGHT! (all shout at once)

LET GO! NO!

(grunting and panting)

WAS THAT SO HARD?

(radio chatter)

OH, COME ON!

UNCLE SAMMY, PLEASE. MY DAD CAN'T KNOW I WAS AT THAT PARTY.

"UNCLE SAMMY"?

McNALLY, IZZY SHAW.

SHAW? IZZY SHAW? AS IN OLIVER SHAW'S DAUGHTER?

YES. WHAT'D YOU DO BACK THERE?

KICKED A COP.

(scoffs)

OH, COME ON. I'M BEGGING YOU. JUST LET ME GO.

IT'S GONNA BE TOUGH. YOUR DAD'S HERE.

PLEASE.

PLEASE? IF MY DAD FINDS OUT, HE'S GONNA KILL ME.

IF HE SEES ME HELPING YOU, WE ARE BOTH GOING DOWN.

(radio chatter)

(panting) HEY.

WHAT IF, UH... WHAT IF YOU SNEAK HER

INTO ONE OF THOSE SQUAD CARS?

OKAY? I'LL DISTRACT OLIVER, YOU GO GET THE KEYS

AND JUST TAKE HER HOME.

YES, AND WHAT DO WE TELL THE OFFICER SHE ASSAULTED?

IT'S GAIL.

LOOK. GAIL KNOWS WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE A DAUGHTER OF A COP.

YOU DON'T.

SHE'S GONNA WEAR THIS WAY LONGER THAN IT'S WORTH.

DID YOU SEE ANYTHING IN THERE TONIGHT?

NO. NOTHING. I SWEAR.

OKAY.

OH, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! (mutters)

EVERYTHING MY MOM SAYS ABOUT YOU IS A TOTAL LIE.

JUST DON'T MAKE US REGRET IT, ALL RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

NICE WORK, UNCLE SAMMY.

JUST GOTTA KEEP... (speaks indistinctly)

HEY. WHERE IS SHE? DID YOU GET HER?

YEAH, I WANNA SEE THE KID THAT KICKED GAIL PECK'S ASS.

WHAT? NO. SHE, UH--

WELL, WE WRESTLED HER. SAM'S TAKING HER IN.

NOT UNTIL I GET AN APOLOGY! BLUE!

WHAT KIND OF PARENT WOULD LET THEIR KID DO THAT TO THEIR HAIR? (Gail) HEY!

HOW'S IT GOING IN HERE, ANYWAY? BUSY? HEY.

GOT A HAIRCUT, DIDN'T YOU? DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE.

HEY, ARE YOU OKAY?

DID YOU BANG YOUR HEAD IN THE ALLEY OR SOMETHING?

GOD, I DID, ACTUALLY. YOU WANNA CHECK IT OUT FOR ME?

IT'S JUST IN THIS AREA. JUST... (Gail shouting indistinctly)

(Andy) UH... (Gail continues shouting)

(Gail) LOOK AT ME!

IZZY?

NO.

IZZY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? SHE'S, UM....

NOT YOU. NOT YOU, HER. SHE'S--SHE'S--

ISABELLA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

I WAS AT THE PARTY. YEAH? DOES MOM KNOW THAT YOU'RE HERE?

WHAT DO YOU CARE? IT WAS JUST A PARTY. JUST A PARTY.

YOU KNOW WHAT? WE'LL GO DOWN TO THE HOSPITAL.

WE'LL TALK TO THE GUY WHO GOT STABBED HERE TONIGHT,

AND HE CAN TELL US IF IT WAS JUST A PARTY.

TAKE HER IN.

DAD!

OLIVER--

DID I STUTTER, McNALLY?

NO, IT WAS-- ON WHAT GROUNDS?

PARENT OF THE YEAR, ONCE AGAIN.

ON THE GROUNDS THAT THAT'S MY KID,

WHO IS A MINOR WHO ASSAULTED A POLICE OFFICER,

AND WHEN I TELL YOU TO DO SOMETHING, McNALLY, YOU DO IT!

YES, SIR.

***

(sirens wailing in distance)

(door buzzes and beeps)

SO I'M NOT, LIKE, SERIOUSLY UNDER ARREST, RIGHT?

(chuckles) NO, BUT I THINK YOU'RE SERIOUSLY IN TROUBLE.

SAMMY! I GOT THAT INFO YOU REQUESTED.

OH, UH, COULD YOU HOLD ON TO THAT FOR ME?

'CAUSE I GOT MY HANDS FULL RIGHT NOW. AH, YOU KNOW WHAT? I'LL TAKE IT.

(laughs) WHOO! KEEPING SECRETS, OFFICER SWAREK?

(telephone ringing in distance)

YOU'RE LOOKING INTO MY MOM?

(radio chatter)

YOU WANTED ME TO GET TO KNOW HER.

YEAH, OKAY.

LET'S GET TO KNOW HER.

CAN I SIT DOWN AT LEAST?

NO. NO.

ALL RIGHT, SO WE GOT A COUPLE OF SPEEDING TICKETS HERE.

SHE'S GOT A LEAD FOOT.

WHOO! GUESS I'LL BE DRIVING.

(pages flip) ANDY.

CREDIT CHECK. WOW, THAT IS REALLY THOROUGH.

LIKE 90% OF THE POPULATION, SHE'S IN DEBT.

GOD, I AM LEARNING SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.

ALL RIGHT, OKAY. ENOUGH, PLEASE? NO WAY.

NOT BEFORE WE GET TO THE BIG REVEAL--HER BIRTH DATE.

(inhales) (pages flip)

SAGITTARIUS.

(voice breaking) I NEED SOME AIR.

(file thuds)

WOW.

EPIC FAIL, UNCLE SAMMY.

(indistinct conversations) HEY!

IF YOU'RE NOT GIVING A STATEMENT, SHUT UP!

YOU.

(radio chatter)

BACKPACK.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

AMBER KLEIN.

HOW'D YOU HEAR ABOUT THE PARTY?

MY FRIENDS. YOU SEE ANYTHING?

NO.

(clicks) WHAT ABOUT THIS GUY? YOU SEE HIM?

IS HE THE ONE THAT GOT STABBED?

(radio chatter)

YOU MIND TELLING ME WHERE THIS BLOOD CAME FROM?

I-I DON'T KNOW.

I-I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT SWEATER BEFORE IN MY LIFE.

YOU DO THAT YOURSELF? LOOKS GOOD.

NO OFFENSE, BUT I'M REALLY NOT IN THE MOOD

FOR BONDING RIGHT NOW.

OKAY.

UH, LOOK. MY DAD WAS A COP,

SO IF IT FEELS LIKE OLIVER'S BEING REALLY HARD ON YOU,

IT'S BECAUSE HE'S TRYING TO KEEP YOU SAFE.

LOOK, YOU HAVE TO BE AN ADULT ABOUT THIS.

HE'S TRYING TO PROTECT YOU.

LIKE UNCLE SAMMY'S TRYING TO PROTECT YOU?

NO, 'CAUSE IT'S VERY DIFFERENT.

COOL HAIR.

AH. BLUE.

ARE YOU ON SOMETHING NOW?

HARDLY.

(sets down container) FINE.

TOOK SOME OXY. WHATEVER.

YOU TOOK SOME OXY?

DID YOU HEAR THAT, McNALLY?

SHE TOOK SOME OXY. "WHATEVER."

WELL, THAT'S--THAT'S-- THAT'S NO BIG DEAL.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, THROW ME IN JAIL?

WORSE.

(telephones ringing in distance)

YOU CALLED MOM?

I THOUGHT SHE WAS SLEEPING. SHE MUST HAVE SNUCK OUT.

IT'S LIKE ONE DAY YOU WAKE UP,

AND YOU'RE LIVING WITH A STRANGER.

WELL, SHE'LL FIND HER WAY BACK, YOU KNOW?

IT'S--THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO IS OVERPROTECT HER.

SHE'LL JUST PUSH YOU AWAY.

OH. PARENTING ADVICE FROM SAM SWAREK.

AND WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?

I LOVE YOU?

LET'S GO.

ZOE, I'LL COME BY THE HOUSE AFTER SHIFT.

NO, DON'T, OKAY? WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT TOMORROW.

I GOTTA GO. THE GIRLS ARE IN THE CAR.

NO, NO, NO. HEY, HEY, HEY.

HOW LONG HAS SHE BEEN LIKE THIS?

EVER SINCE YOU LEFT.

OH. EVER--THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S A GOOD ONE. (laughs)

EVER SINCE I LEFT? YEAH. I GOTTA GET HER HOME.

WELL, HEY, ZOE--ZO--

(door buzzes and beeps)

OKAY, WHERE-- WHERE DID I GO WRONG?

YOU DIDN'T.

SHE'S JUST BEING WHAT'S NATURAL.

A PAIN IN THE ASS.

A TEENAGER WHO THINKS SHE'S INVINCIBLE.

HAPPENS TO THE BEST OF US. WAIT A MINUTE.

ARE WE--WE'RE STILL TALKING ABOUT ME HERE, RIGHT? LOOKING FOR JERRY.

WHY? WHAT'S UP?

PECKSTEIN FOUND A BLOODY SWEATSHIRT

ON ONE OF THE WAREHOUSE KIDS.

SUSPECT'S BEEN BROUGHT IN. WHAT--WHICH ONE? WHAT'S HER NAME?

AMBER KLEIN.

I CHIPPED THAT KID'S TOOTH.

YOU HAD A BUSY NIGHT.

NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. TWO SUMMERS AGO.

BADMINTON. AMBER KLEIN.

THAT'S IZZY'S BEST FRIEND.

(woman) SHE ALREADY TOLD YOU.

SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE THAT SHIRT CAME FROM.

THEN WHY DID OUR OFFICERS FIND IT IN HER BAG?

AMBER, DO YOU KNOW WHO IT BELONGS TO?

WE'RE MAKING THE ASSUMPTION THAT IT'S NOT YOURS,

BUT I KNOW THAT YOU'RE HIDING SOMETHING.

(woman) SHOULD I BE CALLING MY LAWYER?

DETECTIVE BARBER, CAN I SEE YOU FOR A MINUTE?

(indistinct conversations)

JERRY. I GOT THIS.

IT'S A TEENAGE GIRL AND HER MOM. IT'S KIND OF MY SPECIALTY.

WAIT. ARE YOU ASKING ME TO STEP OUT OF THE INTERVIEW?

I'M JUST TRYING TO SHOW YOU THAT I CAN DO MORE.

IT'S JUST THESE PAST COUPLE OF SHIFTS

HAVE BEEN A LOT OF PICKING UP YOUR COFFEE.

I JUST--INSTEAD OF DOING MY JOB, I FEEL LIKE I'M--I'M--

DETECTIVE IN TRAINING?

I WAS GONNA SAY GIRL FRIDAY.

OKAY, TRACI, LOOK.

Y-YOU'RE LOW RUNG ON THE LADDER.

YOU'RE DOING THIS STUFF BECAUSE IT IS YOUR JOB.

YOU KNOW, I WAS DOING IT WHEN I WAS STARTING OUT.

BUT IT KIND OF FEELS LIKE YOU'RE ENJOYING

BOSSING ME AROUND A LITTLE BIT.

OR MAYBE YOU EXPECT SOME SPECIAL TREATMENT. NO?

OKAY. UH, WHY DON'T YOU START FILING THE CASE FROM LAST WEEK,

AND I'LL GET BACK TO THE INTERVIEW, OKAY? JERRY--

NO, NO, NO. YOU GO AHEAD. OH, AND YOU KNOW WHAT? (coins rattling)

UH, GET ME CAN OF SODA WHEN YOU GET A SEC.

(coins rattle)

(woman speaking indistinctly on P.A.)

(radio chatter)

I'M OFFICER DIAZ. THIS IS OFFICER COLLINS.

WE'D LIKE TO ASK YOU SOME QUESTIONS.

WE DIDN'T FIND ANY I.D. ON YOU. GOT A NAME?

ALAN BANKS.

NICK.

I, UH, NOTICED YOUR TAT.

WHERE WERE YOU STATIONED?

ZHARI.

PANJWAI.

(radio chatter)

YEAH. ANYWAY, UM...

CAN YOU TELL US WHAT HAPPENED TONIGHT, ALAN?

I WAS LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO STAY.

I FOUND THAT WAREHOUSE. IT WAS DECENT,

SO I SET UP FOR THE NIGHT.

YEAH? THEN WHAT HAPPENED?

WELL, THE KIDS SHOW UP READY TO PARTY.

I DECIDE TO TAKE OFF.

ON MY WAY OUT,

I SEE THIS GUY SHOVING AROUND A GIRL.

SO I DECIDE TO STEP IN.

SUDDENLY THEY BOTH COME AT ME.

I WAS TRYING TO PROTECT HER.

NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED, RIGHT?

YEAH. YOU SAID IT.

DO YOU KNOW WHICH ONE STABBED YOU?

YEAH. THE GUY WAS... AVERAGE HEIGHT, DARK HAIR,

MEAN EYES.

HE WAS WEARING A DENIM VEST, LONG-SLEEVED SHIRT.

PROBABLY IN HIS 20s.

AND THE GIRL THAT WAS WITH HIM-- WHAT'D SHE LOOK LIKE?

(sighs) SHE WAS YOUNG.

I DON'T KNOW. REGULAR, EXCEPT FOR THE HAIR.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

IT WAS BRIGHT BLUE.

ACTUALLY LOOKED KINDA COOL.

***

SHE WAS UP ALL NIGHT.

SHE'S EXHAUSTED.

DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE HER BACK TO THE STATION NOW?

THE VICTIM I.D.'d HER. SHE IS A MATERIAL WITNESS.

YEAH, WELL, MAYBE THE VICTIM'S WRONG.

I'M HOPING THAT HE IS. HER ROOM?

YEAH.

SHE'S GONE.

WHERE WOULD SHE GO?

I DON'T KNOW. (cell phone dialing)

OUT THE WINDOW.

SAM, IZZY'S GONE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHERE ARE YOU?

I TOLD YOU TO WAIT FOR ME.

WHAT?

ALL RIGHT.

STAY PUT IN CASE SHE COMES BACK, ALL RIGHT?

McNALLY AND I WILL START LOOKING, ALL RIGHT?

YOU STAY THERE. (cell phone beeps)

IZZY SHAW TOOK OFF.

OKAY. I'M GONNA TAKE ANOTHER RUN AT THE KLEIN GIRL.

COME ON.

(door buzzes and beeps) MRS. KLEIN, IZZY SHAW RAN AWAY,

SO IF AMBER KNOWS SOMETHING, SHE NEEDS TO TELL US NOW. (door closes)

AMBER, DO YOU KNOW WHERE SHE IS?

OKAY, LET ME HELP YOU. SHE WAS LAST SEEN

WITH SOME GUY-- AVERAGE HEIGHT, DARK HAIR,

LONG-SLEEVED SHIRT, DENIM VEST?

I-I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T KNOW IZZY THAT WELL.

Y-YOU DON'T--YOU DON'T KNOW IZZY THAT WELL?

WELL, THAT'S NOT WHAT IZZY'S DAD SAYS.

SO WHY DON'T WE TRY THIS AGAIN? THE GUY WHO WAS STABBED

SAID A GIRL MATCHING IZZY'S DESCRIPTION WAS THERE.

WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT? YOU'RE SCARING HER.

I GOT AN OFFICER'S DAUGHTER MISSING.

I GOT ANOTHER GUY IN THE HOSPITAL,

SO I COULDN'T CARE LESS IF PRINCESS HERE

IS A LITTLE SHAKEN UP BY THE QUESTIONS.

(exhales sharply)

(sobbing)

OKAY.

(door buzzes and beeps)

(radio chatter) (typing)

(telephones ringing in distance)

(typing) (sighs)

TRACE, I NEED YOU. (clears throat)

(chair rattles)

(door buzzes and beeps) AMBER, I'M SORRY.

I KNOW IT'S BEEN HOURS, BUT WE JUST--

WE CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW THIS BLOODY SWEATER

ENDED UP IN YOUR BAG.

(sighs)

(sniffles) THAT'S NOT HER BAG.

I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT BEFORE IN MY LIFE.

AMBER.

WELL, IF IT'S NOT YOURS, WHOSE IS IT?

AMBER, WHEN DID IZZY DYE HER HAIR?

I DON'T KNOW.

ABOUT A WEEK AGO, I GUESS. SHE--

SHE JUST WANTED TO TRY A NEW LOOK.

YEAH. (sniffles)

WHY? WAS SHE--WAS SHE HANGING AROUND WITH NEW PEOPLE?

WAS SHE TRYING TO FIT IN?

JUST 'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT I DO.

THERE'S A NEW CREW, NEW ME.

EXCEPT, UH, YOU CAN REALLY LOSE YOURSELF THAT WAY

IF YOU DON'T HAVE GOOD FRIENDS LOOKING OUT FOR YOU.

THE THING IS SOMETIMES IT'S HARD TO CALL PEOPLE OUT.

IT TAKES GUTS.

AMBER, WHO ARE YOU PROTECTING?

WHOSE BAG IS IT? (exhales sharply)

IT'S IZZY'S, OKAY?

SHE LEFT IT BEHIND, SO... I JUST GRABBED IT.

I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING WAS IN IT.

I JUST DIDN'T WANT HER TO GET IN TROUBLE.

WELL, DO YOU KNOW WHO SHE MIGHT BE WITH TONIGHT?

SHE'S WITH T.K., OKAY?

SHE KEPT HIM A SECRET FROM HER PARENTS

BECAUSE... HE'S OLDER.

T.K.? T.K? WH-WHAT IS THAT? IS THAT A NAME?

(exhales) HE'S A DEALER, OKAY?

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HIS REAL NAME IS.

THAT'S WHAT EVERYONE CALLS HIM.

DO YOU KNOW WHERE HE MIGHT BE?

I DON'T KNOW.

BUT HE'S--HE'S PROBABLY WITH IZZY.

(Amber exhales)

I'M GONNA CALL ZOE AND SEE IF SHE KNOWS WHO THIS T.K. IS. (door buzzes and beeps)

I NEVER HEARD OF THE GUY. WELL, HE'S THE BEST CHANCE WE GOT AT FINDING IZZY RIGHT NOW.

YEAH, WELL, WHAT IF WE DON'T?

SHE COULD BE HALFWAY TO WHO-KNOWS-WHERE.

YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN. CAN YOU DO THAT FOR ME? (typing)

DON'T "GOOD COP" ME RIGHT NOW, OKAY?

I'M NOT SOME HYSTERICAL MOTHER

WHO JUST WALKED INTO YOUR DIVISION. I'M YOUR WIFE.

YEAH, THAT'S THE REASON I'VE BEEN SLEEPING IN A MOTEL

THE LAST FOUR MONTHS. (paper rustling)

GOT IT.

HEY, I'M COMING WITH YOU. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.

HEY, ZOE, YOU HAVE TO STAY HERE, OKAY?

WE GOTTA WORK AS A TEAM. WELL--

I-IN CASE IZZY COMES BACK.

I'M GONNA FIND THIS T.K. GUY AND I'M GONNA SEE WHAT HE KNOWS.

DON'T LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO HER.

OH, HONEY, THIS IS OUR GIRL. THIS IS OUR GIRL OUT THERE.

(voice breaking) IF ANYTHING HAPPENS, ANYTHING--

I PROMISE I'M GONNA FIND HER AND I'M GONNA BRING HER HOME.

OKAY. WELL, I THINK I GOT EVERYTHING I NEED.

THE WITNESS SAW NOTHING.

I THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR TIME.

HAVE A GOOD DAY.

(indistinct conversations, camera shutter clicking)

YOU DONE ABUSING YOUR MEAGER POWER?

TWO PATHS DIVERGE IN THE WOODS, GAIL.

HE CHOSE THE WRONG ONE.

NEXT TIME HE'LL MAKE A BETTER CHOICE.

RIGHT. YEAH. BETTER CHOICES.

SUCH A HYPOCRITE.

ONCE AGAIN, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

(indistinct conversations continue)

CRYSTAL MARKES.

WELL, YOU LEFT YOUR PHONE IN THE SQUAD EARLIER.

(camera shutter continues clicking)

DOV, PLEASE TELL ME THAT'S NOT THE GIRL WHOSE BROTHER YOU SHOT.

YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO ANSWER MY PHONE. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HER?

I DRIVE HER AROUND EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE--

TO CLASS, TO WORK-- THAT'S IT.

BECAUSE OF ME, HER BROTHER'S NEVER COMING BACK.

DOV, SO, WHAT, YOU'RE-- YOU'RE HANGING AROUND HER

TO REMIND HER OF THAT? NO, TO REMIND ME.

SO I NEVER FORGET.

OKAY. I-I KNOW YOU KILLED SOMEBODY,

AND I'M NOT GONNA PRETEND TO UNDERSTAND

WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE, 'CAUSE I DON'T-- YOU'RE RIGHT. YOU DON'T.

SO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.

***

(radio chatter)

WE GOT A LEAD ON YOUR CASE.

ONCE WE GET CONFIRMATION, WE CAN HAVE YOU I.D. THEM.

YEAH, WELL, YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME.

UNTIL YOU GET BETTER. THEN WHAT?

(monitor beeping)

YOU'RE WEARING A WEDDING RING. IS THIS ANYONE WE SHOULD CALL?

NO. I MESSED THAT UP A WHILE AGO.

RING'S THE ONLY THING I HAVE LEFT.

PATCH OF BAD LUCK.

COLLINS.

(respirator hissing, monitor continues beeping)

(radio chatter) HEY, WE'RE NOT GOING JUST YET.

OLIVER'S DAUGHTER IS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE.

I'D LIKE TO FIND HER.

LOOK, GUY SERVED, ALL RIGHT? WE'RE PART OF THE SAME FAMILY.

AND YOU'RE NOT PART OF 15's?

NOT ACCORDING TO YOU, I'M NOT.

JUST A FEW PHONE CALLS. THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING FOR.

JUST LET ME FIND SOMEONE WHO CARES ABOUT THIS GUY.

(radio chatter)

SO WE RAN A SEARCH ON THE INITIALS "T.K."

WE GOT A FEW MATCHES.

AMBER I.D.'d TAYLOR K. HICKMAN AS OUR BOY.

25, COUPLE OF DRUG CHARGES, ASSAULT, STAT RAPE.

NICE. GOT AN ADDRESS?

Yeah, 1211 Straithwaite Drive, apartment 203.

WE GOTTA KEEP OLIVER AWAY FROM THIS, OKAY?

SO JUST MAKE SURE HE STAYS IN THE HOUSE.

I DON'T WANT HIM INVOLVED.

YES, I KNOW. WE'RE HEADING OVER THERE NOW.

(engine starts)

(siren wailing)

(seat belt unfastens)

(pressing keys) (beeping)

(sniffs)

T.K.?

WHO IS IT?

T.K., IT'S JUST ME.

(door knob clicking) (chain clatters)

YOU GOTTA BE 25.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

IZZY SHAW. IZZY SHAW?! IS SHE HERE?

NO. NO? OPEN THE DOOR AND LET ME SEE.

UM... (chuckles)

I DON'T THINK YOU CAN COME IN HERE WITHOUT A WARRANT.

NO. I GOT A WARRANT.

WAIT--OKAY--

HERE...

(Andy) THAT'S OLIVER'S SQUAD.

LET'S GET IN THERE.

(door closes)

(radio chatter)

IZZY SHAW--WHERE IS SHE? I DON'T KNOW.

WHERE IS SHE?! I DON'T KNOW.

YOU SEEN HER? TELL ME WHERE SHE IS. NO. I DON'T KNOW!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

OH, IZZY.

GET OVER HERE! DID YOU DO THAT TO MY DAUGHTER?!

DID YOU DO THAT TO MY KID?! HUH?! (screaming)

DAD! DAD! IT'S NOT THAT BAD! DID YOU DO THAT TO HER FACE?!

(screaming) YOUR DAD'S A COP?! DAD, JUST STOP IT!

(groans)

(door slams)

(radio chatter)

YOU THE ONE FEEDING DRUGS TO MY DAUGHTER?

I'M NOT TELLING YOU ANYTHING, OKAY?

I KNOW MY RIGHTS. (panting)

YOU WANT TO TAKE ME IN? TAKE ME IN.

YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. (grunts)

OLIVER? (sniffling)

OH, UNCLE SAMMY-- MY DAD. I--

HE LOCKED THE DOOR. (speaks indistinctly) IT'S OKAY, IZZY.

(sniffles) YOU OKAY?

YEAH.

OLIVER?

(doorknob rattling)

(Andy) OLIVER, OPEN UP THE DOOR!

GOT IT COVERED, GOT IT COVERED, McNALLY.

(pounding on door) OLIVER, OPEN THE DOOR!

(unholsters gun)

(panting) THIS PSYCHO'S GOT A GUN ON ME!

I ASKED YOU A QUESTION.

(floorboard creaks)

(mouths words)

OLIVER...

(T.K. panting)

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?

IS THIS YOU? THIS ISN'T YOU.

IT IS TODAY.

SO ARE YOU GONNA SHOOT HIM? THINKING ABOUT IT.

YOU SEE HIS RAP SHEET? IT'S JUSTIFIABLE.

I'M GONNA GET A MEDAL.

YOU BACK ME UP?

YEAH.

(T.K. panting)

McNALLY?

(T.K. whimpering and sniffling)

YEAH. WHATEVER YOU NEED.

(panting)

THIS ISN'T HAPPENING.

OH, I SCREWED UP. I JUST SO SCREWED UP.

I'M NEVER HOME.

I MADE THIS MESS, NOW I'M GONNA CLEAN IT UP.

YOU CAN'T SHOOT ME. I'M UNARMED!

WHY? ISN'T THIS HOW YOU DO IT?

(panting) HUH? PREYING ON THE WEAK!

LITTLE GIRLS THAT CAN'T DEFEND THEMSELVES. I'LL STOP. I SWEAR.

I-I-I'LL STOP. I'LL STOP. PLEASE.

OLIVER.

NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS,

WE'RE GONNA WALK OUT OF HERE TOGETHER TODAY.

THAT'S A FACT.

SO, WHATEVER HAPPENS...

(T.K. whimpering) WE'LL JUST HAVE TO LIVE WITH IT.

(sniffling)

(sobbing) DADDY, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS.

PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!

PLEASE.

PLEASE. PLEASE.

(groans)

(sighs)

(exhales) SHE JUST SAVED YOUR LIFE.

(gasping)

(holsters gun)

WHAT'S THE MATTER? IT'S OKAY, BABY.

IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY. I JUST--

I JUST--I GOT A LITTLE BIT LOST FOR A MOMENT.

(sobbing) (kiss)

(sobbing) IT'S OKAY!

(sighs)

DON'T THINK I'M NOT REPORTING THIS!

EVERY SINGLE THING. (thud)

(groans) I DON'T THINK ANYONE'S GONNA CARE.

(door opens) I GOTTA GET HER HOME. ZOE'S GONNA BE WORRIED.

OLIVER.

(radio chatter) (door closes)

YOU'RE--YOU'RE A GOOD DAD.

YEAH, RIGHT.

(sniffles and sighs)

(radio chatter)

HEY.

WHAT HAPPENED?

OH, BANKS WENT IN FOR SURGERY.

OH.

THEY FOUND IZZY. MM.

ANDY SENT A PHOTO OVER FOR BANKS TO IDENTIFY.

TAYLOR K. HICKMAN.

GUY LOOKS LIKE A REAL WINNER.

SO DID YOU FIND HIS WIFE?

YEAH.

SHE WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM.

NO NEXT OF KIN. GUY'S GOT NOBODY.

IT'S PROBABLY WHY HE SIGNED UP IN THE FIRST PLACE.

WHY'D YOU?

SIGN UP, I MEAN.

I LIKED THE COMMERCIALS.

(scoffs)

I DON'T KNOW. (sighs)

ALWAYS LIKED HELPING PEOPLE.

LOOKING FOR SOMEWHERE TO BELONG, I GUESS.

MY PARENTS DIED WHEN I WAS A KID, SO...

WE SHOULD GET BANKS TO I.D. THAT PHOTO.

MM.

UH, THERE--THERE ARE SOME OUTREACH PROGRAMS.

I KNOW A COUPLE PEOPLE.

I COULD MAKE A FEW CALLS.

NO MAN LEFT BEHIND, RIGHT?

(radio chatter)

ALL RIGHT, DISCO NAP.

I'M GONNA CALL YOU AT 6:00,

AND THEN WE'LL HEAD OVER TO ANDY'S.

(gun clicks)

DOV.

(object thuds in locker)

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING.

(chuckles) WITH WHAT?

CRYSTAL. I'M--I'M PICKING HER UP.

I'M DROPPING HER OFF. I'M BUYING HER GROCERIES.

I'M HELPING HER WITH HER HOMEWORK.

IT'S LIKE I'M HER BOYFRIEND, EXCEPT SHE HATES ME.

YEAH, WELL, YOU CAN'T PUNISH YOURSELF FOREVER.

THAT'S MY JOB.

(object thuds in locker)

I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS.

I'M GONNA END IT.

I'M GONNA CALL HER AND I'M-- I'M JUST GONNA END IT.

SO... THANK YOU.

(seat belts unfastening)

(child shouting playfully in distance)

I MESSED UP. I KNOW. SORRY.

HEY. LOOK. LOOK.

HEY.

THIS FACE MAKES MY WHOLE WORLD,

MY WHOLE LIFE, WORTH LIVING.

EVERY INCH, EVERY INCH.

(kiss)

YOU GOT THE WHOLE WORLD AT YOUR FINGERTIPS.

I JUST--I GOTTA MAKE SURE YOU DON'T SCREW IT UP.

I MISS YOU.

I... (sobs) I MISS YOU, TOO.

(sniffling) (kiss)

(gasps) I'M SO SORRY. IT'S OKAY. (knock on car)

IT'S OKAY. SHE'S OKAY. YOU--YOU KNOW. IT'S OKAY.

SHE'S FINE. SHE'S FINE. (sniffles)

(door closes)

OH, MY GOD.

(crying)

LOOK AT YOU.

(exhales sharply)

(exhales sharply)

HEY. DO YOU WANT TO COME IN?

YEAH.

(pulls out keys)

(keys rattling) (sniffles)

YEAH.

(indistinct conversations and laughter)

(clears throat) PARTY TIME.

(taps foot)

UH, TECHNICALLY, SHE'S A CAPRICORN

ON THE CUSP OF SAGITTARIUS.

BUT IT'S A COMMON MISTAKE. DON'T LET IT GET YOU DOWN.

(lacing boot)

HOW'D YOU KNOW I WASN'T GONNA SHOOT?

UH, I DIDN'T.

BUT THAT'S MY BROTHER OUT THERE.

RIGHT OR WRONG, NO MATTER WHAT, I'M GONNA BACK HIM UP.

YEAH, WELL, WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CAN'T?

IT'S NEVER COME UP.

SO IS THAT... WHAT THIS WAS?

YOU WERE JUST BACKING ME UP?

YES, AS A MATTER OF FACT.

I DIDN'T FIND ANYTHING.

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE YOU DID THAT.

BEHIND MY BACK.

OVER SOMETHING THAT REALLY DOESN'T CONCERN YOU.

MM. SHE FINDS HERSELF BACK IN YOUR LIFE--

BY ACCIDENT--

AND, UH, NOW SHE WANTS TO BE A PART OF YOUR LIFE?

I'D HATE TO SEE HER BREAK YOUR HEART AGAIN.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T NEED YOU WEIGHING IN ON EVERYTHING.

(sighs)

(chair thuds)

ANDY...

YOU SAID YOU LIKED MESSY.

WELL, THIS IS ME MESSY, OKAY?

I MADE A MISTAKE.

I WENT ABOUT IT THE WRONG WAY.

I'D LIKE TO GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME.

WELL, I GUESS IT BEATS TAKING THE TRUST-MOBILE.

(chuckles)

***

(indistinct conversations)

***

HEY.

HEY. HEY. SORRY I'M LATE.

(mouth full) THAT'S OKAY. THE EARLY BIRD GETS THE WORM.

YOU ARE NOW THE PROUD OWNER OF THE KITCHEN CREATIVE SX-300.

(chuckles) THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

LOOK, THIS IS SERIOUSLY AMAZING. WHO--WHO DID THIS?

DOV AND I CHIPPED IN.

SHE'S TALKING ABOUT THE DECORATIONS.

(Chris) OH.

EXCUSE ME.

***

MOM, I...

THANK YOU.

NO.

I MISSED SO MANY CHANCES TO THROW YOU A PARTY.

I DIDN'T WANT TO MISS THIS ONE.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DRINK?

***

WHISKEY. (chuckles)

OH, GOOD CHOICE.

(laughter) (man) EVERYTHING'S GREAT BUT HER FACE.

(woman laughs)

***

(indistinct conversations)

(clears throat) OKAY, LOOK, ABOUT TODAY--

I JUST WANT TO S-- LET--LET ME START.

YOU WERE JUST TREATING ME LIKE A DETECTIVE IN TRAINING,

WHICH IS WHAT I AM.

YOU'RE MY SENIOR OFFICER, AND I NEED TO RESPECT THAT.

***

SO, PLEASE, NO MORE WORK TALK.

IT'S A PARTY!

ALL RIGHT.

WELL, IN THAT CASE, LET'S TALK ABOUT

HOW I AM GOING TO DESTROY YOU ON THE DANCE FLOOR TONIGHT.

THERE'S NO DANCE FLOOR.

NOT YET, THERE ISN'T. (laughs)

SO YOU HAVING A GOOD TIME?

WHERE IS, UH, NICK?

OH, HE, UH...

HE RAN INTO SOMEONE TONIGHT.

MM-HMM. I THINK HE'S STILL CATCHING UP.

IS SHE PRETTY?

I GUESS SO. I MEAN, YOU KNOW, IF YOU'RE INTO BEARDS.

(Royal Wood's "In the Garden" playing)

***

(door opens) * OH, WE *

* MUST BE ALIVE *

80 QUESTIONS, MULTIPLE CHOICE.

I THINK I ONLY PASSED BECAUSE OF YOU.

THANK YOU SO MUCH... FOR EVERYTHING.

GLAD I COULD HELP.

UH, SO WHERE'D YOU PARK YOUR CAR? WE SHOULD GET GOING.

UH, IT'S JUST...

RIGHT.

UH, CRYSTAL.

WHAT?

I, UH... (sighs) HMM.

I GOTTA LEAVE YOU ALONE.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

I'M--I'M--I'M TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING HERE.

OH. THE RIGHT THING FOR WHO? FOR BOTH OF US.

I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO DO IT BEFORE, BUT--

BUT YOU FIGURED IT OUT, HUH? YEAH. I DID. (stammers)

BEING AROUND YOU, IT MADE ME FEEL BETTER, BUT THAT'S--

OH! YOU FORCED YOURSELF INTO MY LIFE! (stammering)

YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME A CHOICE! I-I KNOW.

I DIDN'T WANT THIS! I KNOW. IT WAS WRONG.

YOU CAN'T WALK AWAY FROM US AFTER EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE.

I KNOW. IT WAS WRONG. YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!

YOU KILLED MY BROTHER! I'M SORRY.

(speaking indistinctly) YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. I'M SORRY, OKAY?

I'M SORRY. I WAS WRONG.

* A MARK *

* WHERE WE MET *

* IN THE GARDEN *

* I FEEL OUR BREATH *

I'M SORRY.

(exhales)

(sighs)

DON'T GO.

***