All language subtitles for Rookie.Blue.S03E10.Cold.Comforts.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H264-SiGMA_track3_[eng]

***

THE SERVICE WAS BEAUTIFUL.

AMAZING TURNOUT.

CHIEF SPOKE
REALLY WELL.

YEAH. YEAH,
AMAZINGLY WELL.

I ALMOST DIDN'T KNOW
WHO HE WAS TALKING ABOUT.

"WHAT A NOBLE DEATH,
WHAT AN OUTSTANDING CITIZEN."

IT'S JUST THE THING IS,

NO ONE WAS ACTUALLY
TALKING ABOUT JERRY.

JERRY...

WHO, UH, COULDN'T PRONOUNCE
"NANAIMO."

WHO LIKED TO GO
FOR PEDICURES WITH HIS MOTHER.

JERRY WHO PROPOSED TO ME

BY ENGRAVING IT
ON THE BACK OF A KNIFE.

THIS IS JERRY.

(whispers) OH, MY GOD.

I GOTTA GO, GUYS. UM, FRANK'S IN
THE CAR WITH THE BABY.

(siren wailing in distance)

I'M GONNA GO NOW, TOO.
SEE YOU AT THE STATION.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

WE CAN STAY HERE THE WHOLE DAY
IF WE WANT.

YEAH.

YEAH.
'CAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT?

TODAY'S A GOOD DAY.

IT IS.

IT IS.
TOMORROW'S GONNA BE MUCH...

MUCH DIFFERENT.

YESTERDAY WE HAD THE WAKE.

TODAY, THE FUNERAL.

TOMORROW,
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO DO.

TOMORROW WE'RE GONNA WAKE UP,
AND THE--

THE WORLD'S GOING TO EXPECT IT
TO BE... LIKE ANY OTHER DAY.

(Nick) TRACI KEPT IT TOGETHER
SOMEHOW.

SHE HELPED JERRY'S MOM
MAKE IT THROUGH THE SERVICE,

HELD HER HAND.

YOU KNOW,
I CAN TAKE YOU THERE,

IF YOU WANT--CEMETERY.

WELL, IF I COULD BE THERE,
I WOULD, BUT I...

I CAN'T.
IT'S JUST DOCTOR'S ORDERS.

I HAVE TO STAY
UNTIL THEY DO MORE TESTS.

I THOUGHT THEY SAID
YOU WERE OKAY.

THEY SAID I SEEMED OKAY,
YOU KNOW?

BUT I WAS KIDNAPPED AND DRUGGED
AND TIED TO A BED,

SO I THINK
IT'S PRETTY NORMAL

TO SPEND A FEW DAYS
IN THE HOSPITAL.

TAKE AS LONG AS YOU NEED.

(Andy) HEY,
WHAT DOES THAT LOOK LIKE?

IT'S A BLACK LEATHER
COMPUTER BAG.

JERRY STYLE.

(siren wailing in distance)

(objects clattering)

YEAH, I CAN'T FIND IT.

YOU SURE YOU BROUGHT IT IN?

WELL, MAYBE I LEFT IT
IN MY CAR LAST NIGHT.

OKAY, YOU WANT ME
TO GO GET IT?

NO, I'LL GO LATER.
IF I HAVE HIS COMPUTER HERE,

I'LL JUST STARE AT PICTURES
OF US ALL DAY.

YOU SHOULD GO.
YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR WORK.

DO YOU WANT ME
TO CALL DEX,

SEE IF LEO
CAN COME OVER?

I DON'T WANT LEO
TO SEE ME LIKE THIS.

OKAY.
WELL, YOU NEED TO EAT.

THERE'S A LOT OF GOOD FOOD
IN THE FRIDGE.

OKAY.

HEY, LISTEN, YOU NEED ANYTHING,
YOU CALL ME, ALL RIGHT?

I CAN BE BACK HERE
IN TEN MINUTES.

THANKS, ANDY.

(door creaks)

HOW'S GAIL DOING?

SHE SEEMED TO BE DOING
A LITTLE BETTER THIS MORNING

WHEN I WENT OVER.

I'M GONNA STOP BY
AFTER SHIFT,

MAYBE BRING HER
SOMETHING TO EAT.

WHAT DO YOU FEEL LIKE
HAVING FOR LUNCH TODAY?

I BROUGHT A SANDWICH.

MM.

WELL, HOW ABOUT YOU, OLIVER?

FEEL LIKE PIZZA TODAY?

WHY IS THAT WHENEVER
ANYTHING TRAGIC HAPPENS,

ALL PEOPLE WANNA DO
IS TALK ABOUT FOOD?

WHAT'S FOOD GONNA DO?

I DON'T KNOW.
WE STILL NEED TO EAT.

I GOTTA TAKE A RAIN CHECK,
'CAUSE I'M NOT BEING HERE TODAY.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

TAKING A PERSONAL DAY.

SAM?

SAM.

HEY.
HEY.

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU.
ARE YOU OKAY?

YEAH.

NO. NOT REALLY.

DO YOU WANNA
TALK ABOUT IT?

NO, I REALLY DON'T.

(radio chatter)

(indistinct conversations)

(lowered voice) SARGE,
IF IT'S ALL RIGHT WITH YOU,

I'D LIKE TO RIDE ALONE
TODAY.

YEAH, YEAH, NO PROBLEM.

ALL RIGHT. THANKS.

YEAH.

(telephones ringing)

ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE,

I KNOW IT'S NOT EASY FOR US
TO BE HERE TODAY,

BUT WE'RE HERE,
SO LET'S BE HERE.

THERE'S A TRICKLE EFFECT

WHEN AN OFFICER DIES SUDDENLY
LIKE THIS--

UH, LOOSE ENDS LEFT UNTIED,
THINGS FORGOTTEN,

NOT DEALT WITH.

BUT WE GOTTA MAKE SURE
THAT JERRY'S HARD WORK

IS NOT LEFT HANGING.

I NEED SOMEBODY TO, UH,

GO THROUGH
DETECTIVE BARBER'S DESK...

CLEAN IT OUT.

CATALOGUE EVERYTHING.

IT'S A PROTOCOL
WE HAVE TO FOLLOW.

DIAZ AND I WILL DO IT.

THANKS.

SO LET'S ALL TRY AND GET
THROUGH THIS DAY, ALL RIGHT?

(woman speaking indistinctly
over P.A.)

(inhaling and exhaling deeply)

YOU TAKING UP YOGA?

YEAH. MY, UH, DOCTOR SAID
I SHOULD TRY

AND DO SOMETHING
TO HELP CALM MY NERVES.

'CAUSE APPARENTLY GETTING
KIDNAPPED BY A SERIAL KILLER

CAN MAKE YOU KINDA EDGY.

YOU HAVEN'T RETURNED
MY CALLS.

I CAN'T USE THAT PHONE.

SICK PEOPLE--THEY--
THEY COUGH,

AND THEY BREATHE
INTO THAT MOUTHPIECE, SO...

WELL, SICK PEOPLE ALSO PUT
THEIR FEET ON THAT FLOOR.

BUT THE REALLY SICK PEOPLE--
THEY--THEY CAN'T WALK, SO...

GAIL, WE NEED TO GO THROUGH
YOUR STATEMENT AGAIN.

I HAVE SOME MORE QUESTIONS.

SO ARE YOU--
ARE YOU BACK?

OR ARE YOU JUST HERE TO
DEAL WITH THIS WHOLE THING?

I DON'T KNOW YET.

WELL, IF IT'S OKAY WITH YOU,
I WOULD REALLY RATHER

WAIT TO DO THIS
UNTIL I'M OUTTA HERE.

IT'S BETTER
IF WE DO THIS NOW.

(woman) I NEED TO TALK
TO JERRY BARBER.

MAN, COME ON. I NEED TO TALK
TO JERRY BARBER!

I NEED SOME--OKAY.

YEAH? OKAY.
(door buzzes)

(door beeps)
HEY, SADIE, WHAT'S UP?

I'M CLAIMING SANCTUARY, OKAY?
WHATEVER YOU CALL IT.

OKAY, THAT'S FINE.
WE'RE NOT A CHURCH.

OKAY, WELL, CAN YOU--

CAN YOU HELP ME OUT
WITH SOME PROTECTION?

YOU OWE ME THAT, RIGHT?
YOU OWE ME THAT.
OKAY, THAT'S FINE.

OKAY. JUST STOP YELLING.
WHAT IS GOING ON?

I KEEP ALL OPEN CASE FILES
TOGETHER.

I WANT THEM READY
TO BE HANDED OFF

TO THE DETECTIVE SERGEANT.

KEEP PERSONAL STUFF TOGETHER.

GOTTA GET IT OFF TO HIS FAMILY.
TRACI?

THEY WEREN'T MARRIED YET.

TECHNICALLY, HIS MOTHER
IS HIS NEXT OF KIN.

CATALOGUE EVERYTHING.

WE NEED A RECORD
OF WHATEVER YOU FIND.

(keys jangle)

(radio chatter,
telephone ringing)

LAST TIME I SAW JERRY,
WE, UH,

WE MET AT A COFFEE SHOP
ON CHURCH STREET.

I WANTED HIM TO--
TO HELP ME GET THIS YOUNG GIRL

OFF THE STREET.

CALVIN, YOU KNOW, MY PIMP--
HE RECRUITED HER,

BUT SHE'S WAY TOO YOUNG.

YOU KNOW, I GOT MORALS.

JERRY PROMISED THAT HE WAS
GONNA TAKE CARE OF IT,

EXCEPT LAST NIGHT
SHE'S STILL WORKING THE STREETS,

AND NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN
CALVIN KNOWS THAT--

THAT I RATTED HIM OUT.

JERRY PROMISED THAT HE WASN'T
GONNA SAY ANYTHING.

I REALLY DON'T THINK JERRY WOULD
EVER TELL ANYBODY ABOUT THIS.

WELL, THEN HOW DOES CALVIN KNOW
THE EXACT TIME AND PLACE

THAT I WAS MEETING UP
WITH JERRY?

I DON'T KNOW.

THEN GET JERRY
ON THE PHONE.

MAYBE HE'S GONNA ANSWER
YOUR CALLS,

'CAUSE HE'S NOT
ANSWERING MINE.

SADIE, LISTEN, I...
(exhales deeply)

I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS.

(Sam speaking indistinctly)

TRACI.

HEY.

JERRY'S COMPUTER?
WHAT ABOUT IT?

IT WAS STOLEN OUT OF MY CAR.

IT HAD ALL OF OUR PICTURES
ON IT.

IT HAD ALL OF JERRY'S MUSIC.

WHAT ELSE
WAS ON THAT COMPUTER?

ALL OF HIS PHOTOS,

OUR PHOTOS,
US TOGETHER WITH LEO,

EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING.

WELL,
WHAT ABOUT WORK STUFF?

IT'S JUST, I'M--I'M ASKING
BECAUSE WORD GOT OUT

THAT JERRY WAS MEETING UP
WITH SADIE.

HER PIMP KNEW THE EXACT
TIME AND DATE OF THE MEETING.

DID JERRY KEEP THAT STUFF
ON HIS COMPUTER?

HIS MEET-UP SCHEDULE
WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE,

STUFF HE'S WORKING ON
THIS WEEK.

IT'S NOT HIS FAULT. HE DIDN'T
KNOW THIS WAS GONNA HAPPEN.

NO, OF C--OF COURSE NOT.
OF COURSE NOT.

LOOK, UH, THERE'S A PAWNSHOP
A FEW BLOCKS FROM McNALLY'S.

IF IT WAS A SMASH AND GRAB,

THAT'S PROBABLY
THEIR FIRST STOP.

(coughs)

(stool scrapes floor)

(opens cabinet door)

(glasses clink)

(closes cabinet door)

(bottle cap fizzes)

(bottle cap clatters)
THERE YOU GO.

THANKS. I WILL TAKE
ONE OF THOSE.

(glass clinks)

(glass clatters, alcohol pours)

CHEERS, BUDDY.
(clink)

PEOPLE BRING ME COMPUTERS
BY THE DOZEN.

I FIX 'EM, REBUILD THEM,
RESELL 'EM. THAT'S IT.

WHAT'D YOU GET
IN THE LAST 24 HOURS?

(scoffs) I DON'T KNOW.
I GOT A FEW. HERE.

NO, NOT THAT ONE.

SHOW ME THAT ONE
ON THE BOTTOM.

***

(police radio chatter)

THAT'S IT.
WHAT WAS ON THIS ONE?

NOTHING. IT WAS WIPED CLEAN.
CHUCK...

I CLEANED IT UP, RESTORED ALL
THE ORIGINAL SETTINGS...
IT'S NOT 1987.

GAVE IT A BIT MORE RAM.
YOU'RE NOT MAKING MONEY
SELLING HARDWARE ANYMORE.

PEOPLE BRING IN
THEIR COMPUTERS.

THEY DON'T PROPERLY
WIPE THEIR HARD DRIVES.

YOU GO THROUGH 'EM
WITH A FINE-TOOTHED COMB

AND FIND CREDIT CARD NUMBERS,
MAYBE SOME SOCIALS,

THEN YOU SELL THE INFO
FOR CASH.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

OKAY, THE THING IS, TODAY,
I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT.

TODAY I CARE ABOUT WHAT WAS
ON THIS COMPUTER.

THERE WAS NOTHING ON IT.
A FEW NAMES. THAT'S IT.

I TOLD SADIE'S OLD MAN
SHE'S TALKING TO THE COPS.

SO WHAT? HEY!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

AND NOW SHE FEARS
FOR HER LIFE.

SO GOD KNOWS WHO ELSE
YOU PUT IN DANGER.

THERE WASN'T
ANYTHING ELSE ON IT.

I SWEAR TO GOD.
LOOK, I BACKED IT UP.

(sighs) JEEZ, MAN.

***

(police radio chatter)

I WAS STAYING AT ANDY'S,

AND THERE WAS A KNOCK
AT THE DOOR,

AND I THOUGHT IT WAS NICK,
SO I ANSWERED IT.

AND THEN THE NEXT THING
YOU KNOW,

THE DOOR SLAMS ME IN THE HEAD.
THERE'S A GUY WEARING A MASK.

WE'RE FIGHTING, AND THEN
HE GETS ON TOP OF ME,

STARTS CHOKING ME,
AND THEN I PASSED OUT.

YOU SAID IN YOUR STATEMENT
THAT YOUR MEMORY OF THE INCIDENT

WAS A LITTLE FOGGY.

ANYTHING COME BACK TO YOU?

LIKE I'LL GET A FLASH
EVERY NOW AND THEN.

OF?

IT'S LIKE THE SOUND
OF HIS SHOES ON THE CEMENT.

OR THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE.
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WANTED.

CAN ONLY ASSUME THAT HIS PLAN
WAS TO RAPE AND KILL ME, AND...

(siren wailing in distance)

IF IT WASN'T FOR JERRY...

(telephone rings)

WHAT SHOULD WE DO?
SHOULD WE ANSWER IT?

UH, NO, I DON'T THINK SO.

I MEAN, IT'LL PROBABLY
GO TO VOICE MAIL

OR BE REDIRECTED
OR SOMETHING.

(ring)

(ringing stops)

NAME--PRITOM.
HOME COUNTRY--BANGLADESH.

I THINK JERRY
WAS SPONSORING THIS KID.

YEAH, WELL, NOT ANYMORE.

YOU KNOW, IF YOU CAN'T
HANDLE THIS--

JERRY WAS A COP
FOR THIS DIVISION FOR 14 YEARS,

AND THIS IS WHAT HE HAS
TO SHOW FOR IT--

A, UH, A NAMEPLATE.
(clatters)

TELEPHONE,

A COFFEE MUG
WITH A BROKEN HANDLE,

ALL SHOVED IN A 10x12 BOX

LIKE THAT'S SUPPOSED
TO MEAN SOMETHING.

OKAY. BUT I'M PRETTY SURE
THE PHONE BELONGS TO 15.

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

NO, I DON'T. I MEAN, LOOK,
LOOK AT HIS WORK.

THAT'S HIS LEGACY.
THAT'S WHAT'S IMPORTANT.

THAT'S WHAT MEANS SOMETHING.
THIS IS JUST, UH, A DESK.

WITH A LOT OF CASH IN IT.

(radio static)
(woman) 1503.

(sighs)

(mouse clicks)

(zips bag)

(cell phone beeps)

Frank Best.

FRANK, UH,
I GOT JERRY'S COMPUTER.

SADIE'S NAME AND NUMBER ARE
RIGHT HERE IN HIS CALENDAR.

ALSO, LOOKS LIKE HE HAD
SOMETHING IN PLAY

WITH A CONFIDENTIAL INFORMANT,

NUMBER 6540-B.

YEAH, WELL, THEY KEEP
ALL THE INFORMATION ON C.I.s

DOWN AT
THE INTELLIGENCE BUREAU.

LET ME PUT IN A CALL,
FIND OUT WHO THAT IS.

EPSTEIN, I'M IN THE MIDDLE
OF SOMETHING HERE.

SWAREK, I'LL CALL YOU BACK.

HE DEFINITELY HAD
SOMETHING IN PLAY,

BUT I WASN'T IN ON IT.

THE GUY WAS SKITTISH,
ONLY WANTED TO TALK TO JERRY.

WAS HE CARDED?
YEP.

INFORMANT'S NAME
IS DALE CURRY.

EPSTEIN AND DIAZ FOUND $30,000
IN JERRY'S DESK.

JERRY WAS WORKING ON SOMETHING
WITH THIS GUY.

DO WE KNOW
HOW TO FIND HIM?

HERE'S HIS ADDRESS.

CALL SWAREK. GET HIM TO MEET
YOU AND COLLINS THERE.

MAKE SURE HE'S ALL RIGHT.

LET HIM KNOW
THERE'S BEEN A CHANGE OF PLANS.
OKAY.

SEE YOU LATER.

(baby crying)

(police radio chatter)

HELLO?

(door creaks)

(baby continues crying)

ANYBODY HOME?

POLICE. WE'RE LOOKING
FOR DALE CURRY.

DALE!

(radio static)
MARK 1521.

WE NEED A MEDIC
TO 4990 ELM STREET,

APARTMENT 6.

(radio static)

***

JERRY WAS SUPPOSED TO SHOW UP
AT MY PLACE LAST NIGHT

WITH 30 GRAND. I'M SUPPOSED
TO PAY OFF MY SUPPLIERS,

DO ANOTHER BUY.
HE BAILS ON ME.

I DON'T GO 'CAUSE I DON'T
HAVE THE MONEY.

(police radio chatter)

MY SUPPLIERS COME
LOOKING FOR ME, MAN.

HAVE YOU WATCHED
THE NEWS LATELY?

MAN, WHY WOULD I WATCH
THE NEWS?

LOOK AT ME. UNLESS I'M ON IT,
MAN, THAT'S NOT MY TYPE OF SHOW.

DETECTIVE BARBER WAS KILLED
IN THE LINE OF DUTY.

FOUR DAYS AGO.

WOW.

THAT'S AWFUL, MAN.
I'M... SORRY.

HIS CASES WILL BE HANDED OVER
TO SOMEONE ELSE.

IT MIGHT TAKE 'EM
A BIT OF TIME TO CATCH UP.

WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE THINGS?

THESE GUYS--THEY--
THEY WANT THEIR MONEY.

THEY WANT IT NOW.

IF I DON'T DELIVER IT TO THEM
THIS TIME,

THEY'RE GONNA KILL ME.

WELL, WE CAN ARRANGE TO GET
YOU SOME PROTECTION.

I AIN'T GOING INTO NO
WITNESS PROTECTION PROGRAM CRAP.

MAN, I HAVE A LIFE.
(sighs)

I AM REALLY SORRY

THAT THIS HAPPENED
TO JERRY. I REALLY AM.

BUT JUST BECAUSE HE DIDN'T
SHOW UP WITH THAT MONEY

DOES NOT MEAN I DON'T NEED
THAT MONEY, ALL RIGHT?

YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME OUT
TO DRY HERE.

WE'RE NOT. LIKE I SAID,
YOUR FILE WILL BE TAKEN OVER.

OKAY?

(man over radio) 66-525.

WAIT A SECOND.
WHAT ABOUT MY BROTHER?

WHO'S YOUR BROTHER?

MY LITTLE BROTHER GABRIEL.

HE WAS AT THE APARTMENT
LAST NIGHT.

NO.
WELL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?

YOU GUYS GOTTA BE
LOOKING FOR HIM.

WHAT IF THEY TOOK HIM?
WHY WOULD THEY TAKE HIM?

BECAUSE THEY WANT THEIR MONEY.

ALL RIGHT? AND THEY KNOW
IF THEY HAVE HIM,

THEY'RE GONNA GET THEIR MONEY.

HE ONLY TALKS TO ME,
AND IF THEY HAVE HIM,

HE'S NOT GONNA BE ABLE
TO HANDLE THAT.

COME ON. PLEASE, MAN.
HE'S 16 YEARS OLD.

HE'S AUTISTIC.
I NEED YOUR HELP.

OKAY. WE'LL GO BACK
TO THE APARTMENT,

AND WE'LL GET HIM.

(Dale) THANK YOU.

(woman speaking indistinctly
over P.A.)

COME ON. HE'S LYING.
HE'S TRYING TO PLAY US.

WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?
I DON'T KNOW.

WHY WOULD DRUG DEALERS
KIDNAP A KID FOR 30 GRAND?

I DON'T TRUST THE GUY.

WELL, WHAT IF HE REALLY
DOES HAVE A BROTHER?

THERE'S NO HARM
IN CHECKING IT OUT.
FINE. I'LL GO OVER.

FINE.
I'M COMING WITH YOU.

(police radio chatter)

I WILL... STAY HERE.

***

HEY, YOU.

MM. HI.

(chuckles)

SO, UH, FRANK SUSPECTED
THAT YOU WOULD BE HERE,

AND THE FIRST THING I SAID WAS
I'M GONNA BRING HIM A SANDWICH

'CAUSE HE'S PROBABLY GONNA BE
DRINKING ON AN EMPTY STOMACH.

THANK YOU.

(rustles)

ARE THERE PICKLES
IN THIS THING?

OF COURSE NOT.

(sniffles)

IS THIS JERRY'S SEAT?

YEAH.
BUT YOU SIT DOWN.

WELL, JERRY'S, UH...
HE'S IN THE CAN.

OKAY.

DON'T DRINK HIS SCOTCH.
(baby coos)

YOU EITHER.
(chuckles)

YEAH, SO FAR, SHE'S ONLY
INTO BREAST MILK.

NICE. I MEAN,
YOU KNOW...

(chuckles)

YOU'RE NOT GONNA BE ONE
OF THOSE LACTIVISTS, ARE YOU?

YOU KNOW, HAULING THEM OUT
WHEREVER YOU ARE.

I MIGHT.

I MEAN, I LOVE YOU, NOELLE.

I JUST DON'T WANNA SEE
YOUR BOOBS.
(chuckles)

NOT TODAY. AT LEAST
JUST NOT FOR TODAY.

OKAY. ALL RIGHT.

(siren wailing in distance)

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE
THIS IS REAL.

WELL, OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD,
RIGHT?

WELL, THEY PREPARE US
FOR IT.

PFFT.

OUT OF THE FIVE OF US
TO COME UP TOGETHER,

JERRY'S THE FIRST--
HE'S...

HE'S THE FIRST TO GO.

I NEVER THOUGHT
IT'D HAPPEN.

***

I MEAN, I NEVER REALLY...

THOUGHT
THAT IT WOULD HAPPEN.

ME NEITHER.

GABRIEL?

HUH. LOOKS LIKE YOUR PLACE
WHEN YOU CAN'T FIND YOUR KEYS.

YOU'RE TALKING TO ME.

(police radio chatter)

(door opens)
THERE'S NO BROTHER HERE.

(Andy) GABRIEL?

NO SHEETS ON THE COUCH.

I GUESS HIS LITTLE BROTHER
MUST SLEEP STANDING UP.

LOOK, WHY WOULD HE LIE ABOUT
HAVING AN AUTISTIC BROTHER?

WHY WOULD IT TOOK HIM SO LONG
TO REMEMBER?

IT WAS LIKE THE LAST THING
OUT OF HIS MOUTH.
BECAUSE HE WAS DISORIENTED.

AND THEN WHEN HE REALIZES

WE'RE NOT IN A RUSH
TO SOLVE HIS PROBLEMS,

HE SUDDENLY REMEMBERS
HIS LITTLE AUTISTIC BROTHER

WHO JUST HAPPENS TO HAVE BEEN
KIDNAPPED BY THESE DRUG DEALERS.

FOR WHAT? OH, THEY'RE
HOLDING HIM FOR RANSOM.

BULLETPROOF STORY.

HE WANTS US
TO BUST THOSE GUYS

SO THEY CAN'T TRACK HIS ASS
DOWN AGAIN.

COULD BE A COUSIN.

IT COULD BE GABRIEL.

COULD BE ANYBODY.
CYNICAL.

GULLIBLE.

CAN YOU THINK OF ANYWHERE ELSE
HE MIGHT BE?

NO, MAN, HE WOULDN'T
GO ANYWHERE ELSE,

NOT WHILE I'M LYING THERE
IN A POOL OF MY OWN BLOOD.

LISTEN TO ME. THEY TOOK HIM.
ALL RIGHT? I NEED YOUR HELP.

YOU CAN'T HAND THIS CASE OFF
TO ANYBODY ELSE,

AND WE CAN'T WAIT ON THIS.

OKAY, RELAX, ALL RIGHT?

I'LL TALK TO SWAREK.

(cell phone beeps)

(telephone ringing)

FRANK SAID TO TRY THESE.

(telephone rings)

WHO DO YOU THINK
THAT IS?

ANYBODY. IT'S, UH...
(ring)

DRY CLEANING, ELECTRICIAN,
LAWYER.

(ring)

PROSECUTOR. I DON'T KNOW.

(ringing stops,
police radio chatter)

HOW LONG DO YOU THINK IT'LL TAKE
BEFORE EVERYBODY KNOWS?

UH, I-I STILL CAN'T
GET THIS OPEN.

CAN'T GET WHAT OPEN?

TRACI, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

YOU SHOULDN'T--
YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE.

I KNOW. THAT'S WHAT EVERYBODY
KEEPS TELLING ME, BUT...

(sighs) I WAS JUST
SITTING IN THE PARKING LOT.

COULDN'T LEAVE.

(radio chatter)

SO WHAT CAN'T YOU
GET OPEN?

(keys jangle)

(lock clicks)

TRY IT NOW.

(telephone beeps, radio chatter)

THANKS.

(indistinct conversations)

YOU'RE STILL HERE?

YEAH. FRANK'S TRYING
TO GET ME OUT OF TOWN,

YOU KNOW, TILL THEY FINISH
DEALING WITH CALVIN.

(telephone rings in distance)

JERRY WOULD HATE IT
IF HE THOUGHT

THAT HE PUT YOUR LIFE
IN DANGER.

I KNOW. (chuckles)
JERRY WAS YOUR GUY, RIGHT?

YEAH. YEAH, HE WAS.

I REALLY LIKED HIM.
HE WAS STRAIGHT UP WITH ME.

(chuckles)

YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN--
I'VE BEEN FEEDING HIM

INFORMATION
FOR A COUPLE YEARS NOW.

HE'D ALWAYS GET ME
TO--TO MEET HIM

AT SOME SNAZZY RESTAURANT...
(chuckles)

ASK HOW I WAS DOING,

YOU KNOW, LIKE HE REALLY
WANTED TO KNOW.

(telephones ringing in distance)

IT SUCKS.

(footsteps approach)

HEY. HOW'S GAIL DOING?

PHYSICALLY
I THINK SHE'S FINE.

SHE'S PRETTY SHAKEN UP?

UH, SHE'S--SHE'S TOUGH.
SHE'S HANDLING IT, THOUGH.

I JUST CAN'T GET
A FULL STATEMENT OUT OF HER.

EVERY TIME SHE STARTS,
SHE STOPS,

ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE GETS
TO THE--

JERRY PART.

YEAH.

YOU KNOW,
I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND

WHY YOU GUYS HAVE
TO HAVE ME CUFFED

LIKE I'M SOME KIND
OF COMMON CRIMINAL OR SOMETHING.

WELL, IF SOMEBODY SEES YOU,
IT'S BETTER THEY THINK

WE ARRESTED YOU FOR SOMETHING

THAN YOU'RE JUST HANGING OUT
WITH THE POLICE.

THIS PAL OF YOURS--
WHAT'S HIS NAME?

MIKE KEATING.

RUNS A SKID FACTORY
DOWN ON THE WEST END.

(chuckles)
YEAH. THAT'S A FRONT.

BIG-TIME, BIG-TIME PLAYER
ON THE HEROIN SCENE.

AND HOW LONG YOU BEEN
DEALING FOR HIM?

I DON'T KNOW, MAN.

A COUPLE YEARS.
SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

(lowered voice)
I MEAN, DON'T YOU THINK

WE SHOULD BE GETTING MORE
INFORMATION ON HIS BROTHER?

(lowered voice)
I'M NOT CHARGING IN THERE

AND JEOPARDIZING
THE CASE JERRY BUILT, OKAY?

(normal voice)
IF WE'RE GONNA DO THIS,

WE'RE GONNA DO IT RIGHT.
YOU'RE GONNA GO IN.

YOU'RE GONNA DO THE BUY.
WE'LL MAKE THE ARREST.

IF THERE IS A BROTHER,
WE'LL FIND HIM THAT WAY.

OKAY.

(radio chatter)

SO JERRY WAS GIVING HIM $30,000
TO MAKE THE BUY.

NOT A HUGE BUY,
BUT IF WE CAN GET IT ON TAPE,

IT'LL GIVE US AN EXCUSE
TO COME BACK

WITH E.T.F.
AND TEAR THE PLACE APART.

YOU SURE WE CAN TRUST
THIS GUY?

WHO SAYS I TRUST HIM?

(door buzzes and beeps)

OKAY, DALE.
LET'S GET YOU WIRED UP.

(chuckles) OH, NO.

(door closes)
NO, NO, NO.

NO WIRES, MAN. WHEN I STARTED
THIS THING WITH BARBER,

I TOLD HIM, "NO WIRES."

THESE GUYS WILL SMELL THAT
A MILE AWAY.

IT'S NOT UP FOR DEBATE.

THEN I AIN'T GOING IN, MAN.
THAT'S--THAT'S IT.

THAT SIMPLE.
YEAH?

NO, MAN. IT--
IT IS WAY TOO DANGEROUS.

(door buzzes and beeps)
YOUR CHOICE.
TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT.

(sighs)
(door closes)

YOU CAN DO THIS, OKAY?

WE'RE GONNA BE THERE.
WE'RE GONNA BE LISTENING.

(sighs)

SWAREK'S DONE THIS
A MILLION TIMES.

YOU CAN TRUST HIM.

I'M GONNA GET TOO NERVOUS,
YOU KNOW? I'M GONNA BLOW IT.

THEY'LL... (sighs)
SHOOT ME.
WELL--

WELL, THEN WHY DON'T YOU
THINK ABOUT GABRIEL?

MAYBE YOU CAN PULL IT
TOGETHER FOR HIM.

(sighing)

ALL RIGHT. WHATEVER.
FINE. I'LL DO IT.

GREAT.

ALL RIGHT.
STAND UP FOR ME, PLEASE.

(sighs)

(siren wailing in distance)

(knock on door)

UGH. WHO IS IT?

(people speaking indistinctly)

OH. UH...

HEY. HEY. (sighs)

IS THIS A GOOD TIME?

YEAH. UH...

(voice breaking) I'VE BEEN
MEANING TO--TO CALL YOU.

(telephone rings in distance)

(door closes)

I WANTED TO SEE HOW
YOU WERE DOING.

(chuckles and sniffles)
MY GOD.

WHO CARES HOW I'M FEELING?
I MEAN, YOU MUST BE, UM...

I DON'T KNOW.
I'M JUST, LIKE...

I'M JUST TIRED. THAT'S IT.
(whispers) JUST TIRED.

I KNOW. (sighs)

I WISH I COULD SLEEP.

(sighs) I NEED TO SHUT
MY BRAIN OFF.

ARE YOU OKAY?

(voice breaking)
YEAH. I'M OKAY.

JUST... FEELING, UM...

GAIL.

YOU CAN LOOK AT ME.

YOU CAN LOOK AT ME.

(whispering) I CAN'T.

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.

(crying) YES--YES, IT IS.
(sniffles)

NO, IT'S NOT.

(sniffles)
HIS PHONE SAVED MY LIFE,

AND IF IT WASN'T FOR ME,

HE WOULD STILL HAVE IT,
AND HE--

HE WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE
TO CALL FOR HELP, SO...

WELL,
THAT'S JUST WHO JERRY IS.

JERRY WAS.

YOU CAN'T BLAME YOURSELF
FOR THAT.

BUT NOW EVERY TIME
YOU LOOK AT ME,

YOU ARE GONNA BE REMINDED

OF WHY YOUR FIANCE DIED.

NO.

I'M GONNA BE REMINDED...

THAT HIS DEATH MEANT
SOMETHING...

AND THAT HE DIED
FOR SOMETHING IMPORTANT.

I...

I WANT TO HELP YOU.

I WANT TO--
I WANT TO DO SOMETHING.

WHAT--WHAT CAN I DO
FOR YOU?

I NEED YOU TO COME WITH ME.

'CAUSE I COULD USE
A FRIEND NOW.

(mouths word)

SILVER WATCH.

UH, LEATHER WALLET.

(clatters)

(photograph rustles)

OLD PICTURE.

OH, MAN. CHECK IT OUT.
(sighs)

THOSE GUYS HAVE BEEN WORKING
TOGETHER A LONG TIME.

THIS IS IT, MAN.
THIS IS THE JOB.

THIS COULD HAPPEN
TO ONE OF US.

(man speaking indistinctly
over P.A.)

LISTEN,
PROMISE ME SOMETHING.
(clatters)

NO MATTER
WHAT YOUR RANK IS,

YOU'LL VOLUNTEER
TO CLEAR OUT MY DESK,

AND I'LL DO THE SAME
FOR YOU.

DEAL.

THIS WAY I DON'T HAVE
TO WORRY.

I CAN KEEP HIDING
MY MOUTH GUARD IN MY DESK.

(chuckles)
SECRET'S SAFE WITH ME, BRO.

(grunts)

***

MM.

HEY. OH, GAIL, WE GOTTA FIND YOU
SOMEWHERE ELSE TO SIT.

THIS... IS JERRY'S SEAT.
HERE. COME HERE.

THAT IS JERRY'S SCOTCH.
THEM ARE JERRY'S PEANUTS.

YEAH, BUT JERRY'S ALLERGIC
TO PEANUTS,

SO WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO DO, KILL HIM?

(chuckles) A SENSE OF HUMOR.

(chuckles) UH... OKAY.
UH, YOU'RE HERE.

THAT MEANS THAT
THE PARTY IS STARTING.

WE GOTTA GET YOU GUYS
A COUPLE OF THESE.

IT DOESN'T FIX EVERYTHING,
BUT IT HELPS.

IT IS--IT IS HELPING.

YOU KNOW WHAT JERRY DID
LAST WEEK?

JERRY BOUGHT ME
FIVE PAIRS OF UNDERWEAR.

YEAH, HE SAW THAT I WAS WEARING
THOSE, UH, BRIEFS.

YOU KNOW THE ONES,
THE NORMAL ONES,

AND, UH, HE SAID
WOMEN DIDN'T LIKE THOSE ANYMORE,

THAT MAYBE THAT'S WHY
MY WIFE LEFT ME,

SO HE BOUGHT ME FIVE PAIRS.
STRIPED.

I'M WEARING 'EM NOW.
YOU GOTTA SEE THESE THINGS.

THAT'S OKAY, OLIVER.
THAT'S OKAY.

OKAY. JUST SAYING,
IT TAKES A GREAT MAN

TO TELL HIS FRIEND
WHEN TO CHANGE HIS UNDERWEAR.

I HAD TO FEED MY BABY
IN HIDING

BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT
TO OFFEND MR. PRUDISH HERE.

I THINK HE'S GETTING
A LITTLE LESS PRUDISH.

HE WAS ABOUT TO FLASH US
HIS GINCH.

OHH.
(chuckles)

(whispers) HI, SWEETHEART.

MM.

HOW ARE YOU?

NUMB.

ASK ME AGAIN
IN FIVE MINUTES.

(clicks tongue)

(whispers) COME HERE.

***

(Nick) THIS CAR IS
HIGHLY INCONSPICUOUS.

(Andy chuckles)
(Sam) WELL, BEGGARS CAN'T
BE CHOOSERS, PAL.

IT'S NOT LIKE 15 DIVISION
HAS A PLETH-ORE-A

OF UNMARKED CARS SITTING AROUND,
ESPECIALLY ON SHORT NOTICE.

I THINK YOU MEANT "PLETHORA."

THERE HE IS.

(beeps)

(Dale) HEY, MIKE. (chuckles)
WHAT'S HAPPENING, MAN?

(Mike)
OH, WELL, LOOK WHO IT IS.

(man) WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOUR FACE, DALE?

NOT SO PRETTY ANYMORE.
YOU GET IN A FIGHT?

DON'T WORRY.
I GOT THE MESSAGE,

AND--AND I'M HERE
TO MAKE IT RIGHT, YOU KNOW?

WE--WE HAD AN AGREEMENT,

AND--AND I'M GOOD FOR IT.
YOU--YOU CAN TRUST ME.

HE'S TOO NERVOUS.
WHERE'S MY MONEY?

EITHER THAT, OR HE'S TRYING
TO TIP 'EM OFF.

YOU GOT IT AND BROUGHT IT
OR YOU DIDN'T,

AND IF YOU DIDN'T--
OF COURSE I BROUGHT IT.

I JUST NEED TO HIT THE CAN.
NO, NO, NO.

HEY, NO WAY.
MIKE, COME ON. COME ON.

I GOT YOUR MONEY. I JUST...
LET ME TAKE A LEAK FIRST.

WHAT IS HE DOING?

(radio static)

WHAT'S GOING ON?

THE WIRE IS DOWN.

(turns off receiver)

(sighs)
I HOPE THAT SLIMEBALL

IS NOT CLIMBING OUT THE WINDOW
RIGHT NOW WITH OUR 30 GRAND.

DAMN IT.
NOW WE GOTTA GO IN THERE.

OKAY.
I'LL GO IN. I'LL CHECK IT OUT.

McNALLY, YOU DON'T KNOW WHY
THE WIRE'S DOWN.

YEAH, WELL, HE MIGHT BE
IN TROUBLE.

YEAH. HE MIGHT HAVE TAKEN
IT OFF HIMSELF.

LOOK, IT'S A PLACE OF BUSINESS.

I'LL JUST GO AND ASK
A COUPLE OF QUESTIONS.

THEY SELL WOODEN PALLETS.

I'LL IMPROVISE.

KEEP THE RADIO OPEN
SO WE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING.

IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG,
YOU LET US KNOW.

ALL RIGHT.
YOU HEAR ME?

YEAH. YOU'RE RIGHT THERE.

I'M JUST A GIRL LOOKIN'
TO BUY SOME WOOD PALLETS.

NOTHIN' WEIRD HERE.

GAME PLAN?

WE MOVE, HEAD AROUND BACK.

LET'S HOPE TO HELL
SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE'S DOING.

(door closes)

CAN I HELP YOU?

YES. UH, I'M GUESSING
YOU SELL PALLETS.

AM I RIGHT?

YES.

I NEED TO PRICE THEM.

HERE'S OUR PRICE LIST.

THEY'RE SO EXPENSIVE.
UH, I ONLY NEED TW-TWO.

(Mike)
TIME IS UP, DALE! COME ON!
(pounding on door)

WE DON'T SELL THEM
INDIVIDUALLY, ACTUALLY.
(shouting indistinctly)

(Dale speaking indistinctly)
REALLY?

UH, WELL, MAYBE YOU CAN
MAKE AN EXCEPTION.

UH, CAN I SPEAK
WITH YOUR MANAGER?

HE'S NOT HERE.

WELL, SOMEBODY'S
BACK THERE.

NO! HEY, WAIT! MIKE!
NO, YOU CAN'T GO BACK THERE!

(Andy) Sam, I need backup.
They found the wire.

(beeps)

ALL RIGHT. ANYBODY COMES OUT
THE BACK DOOR,

YOU TAKE 'EM DOWN, YEAH?

YES, SIR.

(Dale) DON'T DO IT, MAN.
LOOK--AAH.

THEY MADE ME WEAR
THE WIRE.

THAT'S WHY I FLUSHED IT DOWN
THE TOILET, MAN.

AAH. I WASN'T GONNA RAT
ON YOU GUYS.

(speaks indistinctly)
(grunts)

(man) KNOCK HIM OUT, MIKE!
POLICE!

(speaks indistinctly)
PUT YOUR HANDS UP NOW!

(panting)

DALE!

YOU! (grunts)
(grunts)

(woman) OHH.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA!

DON'T MOVE.
GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES.
(grunts)

PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD.

(handcuffs clicking)

(grunts)

ANDY, WHERE'S DALE?

(panting)
(grunts)

(panting)

(pants and grunts)

(both grunt)

(pants) HEY, BRO.

(grunts and groans)

(handcuffs clicking)
WHY'D YOU RUN, BROTHER?

(grunts)
AAH!

(radio chatter, camera beeping
and shutter clicking)

(indistinct conversations)

LOOKS LIKE ALMOST $2 MILLION
IN STREET VALUE.

A NICE LITTLE GIFT,

COURTESY
OF DETECTIVE JERRY BARBER.

GUYS?
GUYS, THIS WAS BARBER'S CASE.

MAKE SURE HE GETS
THE CREDIT, ALL RIGHT?

(exhales deeply)
HEY.

NICK IS, UH, TAKING DALE
BACK TO THE STATION.

UM, IF GABRIEL WAS HERE,

I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE
THEY WOULD HAVE PUT HIM.

THE DRUG SQUAD HAS TURNED
THIS PLACE UPSIDE DOWN, OKAY?

HE'S NOT HERE. HE NEVER WAS.

I SUGGEST YOU GO QUESTION
YOUR GUY DALE AGAIN,

SEE WHERE ELSE
HIS SNUFFLEUPAGUS BROTHER

MIGHT BE, OKAY?

WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

LOOK, IF HE'S OUT THERE,
WE NEED TO GO FIND HIM.

WE ARE NOT
ONE PERSON, OKAY?

I AM TIRED OF FOLLOWING AROUND
THE VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD.

I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED
TO JERRY THE OTHER NIGHT.

INSTEAD, I LISTENED TO YOU.

ARE YOU BLAMING ME
FOR JERRY?

I BLAME MYSELF, OKAY,
BECAUSE I'M STUPID ENOUGH

TO GET INTO THE HABIT
OF LISTENING

TO A ROOKIE'S INSTINCTS
INSTEAD OF MY OWN.

(sighs)

I-I JUST--
I REALLY JUST NEEDED

TO STAY AWAY FROM YOU
FOR A LITTLE, OKAY,

BUT YOU HAD TO SUCK ME
INTO YOUR DAY.

I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE.

(indistinct conversations,
radio chatter)

HEY, ANY LUCK?

WELL, I PUT IN A COUPLE CALLS,
FOUND OUT WHAT I COULD

ABOUT DALE'S BROTHER GABRIEL.
AND?

SWAREK WAS RIGHT.
HE'S BEEN PLAYING US.

THERE IS NO BROTHER.

NO. THAT'S NOT TRUE.

NICK, THE GUY WAS LOOKING ME
RIGHT IN THE EYES.

HE WAS TELLING THE TRUTH.
I SAW THE KID'S PICTURE MYSELF.

WELL, THERE WAS A BROTHER,
BUT HE DIED... FIVE YEARS AGO.

(telephone rings in distance)

(thud)

(door buzzes and beeps)

(indistinct conversations)

(door closes)

COME ON NOW.
DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.

YOU GUYS GOT
WHAT YOU WANTED.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?

WE TRUSTED YOU.
JERRY TRUSTED YOU.

MIKE FOUND ME DITCHING THE WIRE,
SO I MADE A RUN FOR IT. WHAT?

I MEAN, I KNEW YOU GUYS
WOULDN'T BELIEVE ME.

I BELIEVED YOU.

I BELIEVED YOU HAD A BROTHER,
AND NOW I LOOK LIKE A FOOL.

YEAH, WELL, I DIDN'T LIE.
MY BROTHER IS GONE.

MAYBE I WANTED TO BE
ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS FOR HIM.

(scoffs) SAVE IT.

***

(Traci)
YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT.

HEY, TRACI.

YEAH? (whispers) OKAY.

(women) YEAH.
SORRY TO BOTHER YOU,

BUT DOV AND I FOUND
A FEW THINGS ON JERRY'S DESK

WE THOUGHT YOU MIGHT WANT.

UH, ALSO, I FOUND SOMETHING
THAT I'D LIKE TO KEEP,

UM, BUT IF YOU DON'T
WANT ME TO, I UNDERSTAND.

WHAT IS IT?

UH, PRITOM. HIS KID.

HIS FOSTER CHILD.

JERRY WAS SPONSORING
THIS KID?

I WAS THINKING
THE DIVISION COULD CONTINUE

TO SPONSOR HIM,
IN HONOR OF JERRY.

ALSO, WE, UH, FOUND THIS.

(paper rustles)

ARE YOU OKAY?

YEAH. I'M FINE.

YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GO TALK
TO GAIL.

(glasses clinking)

(Nick) HEY.
HEY.

YOU'RE OUT.

YEAH. I'M OUT.

AHEM. UH, NOW THAT, UH,
WE'RE ALL HERE,

I'D LIKE TO MAKE A TOAST
TO, UM, TO JERRY.

HE WAS A GOOD MAN
AND A GOOD COP.

I NEVER GOT TO TELL HIM THAT.

(voice breaking)
SO, UM, I'D JUST--

I'D LIKE TO SAY, UH...
I WANT TO...

JERRY...

SCREW IT, BUDDY. I'M DRINKING
YOUR SCOTCH, MY MAN.

(women chuckle)
JERRY!

(all) JERRY.

(bottle clatters)

ACTUALLY, UH,
I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY.

UM...

CHRIS AND DOV FOUND THIS.

(sighs) IT'S THE SPEECH THAT
JERRY WROTE FOR OUR WEDDING.

(paper rustles)

(sighs, voice breaks)
SO... HERE GOES.

"THANK YOU FOR COMING.
I'LL MAKE IT SHORT

"SO WE CAN GET TO THE PARTYING,
BUT WHO AM I KIDDING?

"SOME OF YOU ARE PROBABLY
ALREADY DRUNK...

OLIVER."

(woman chuckles)

(voice breaking)
"I AM THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE."

"I DON'T JUST HAVE GOOD FRIENDS.
I HAVE GREAT FRIENDS.

"NOELLE, THANKS FOR HELPING ME

"MAKE THE PLAYLIST
FOR THIS LITTLE SHINDIG.

"GOTTA BE HONEST, THOUGH.
WHEN YOU WEREN'T LOOKING,

I DID SNEAK THE 'MACARENA'
BACK ON THERE."

(laughter)

(chuckles)

"OLLIE, YOU KNOW
YOU'RE MY BROTHER."

(voice breaking)
"I CAN ONLY HOPE THAT

"I'M HALF THE HUSBAND YOU ARE

AND, WHEN THE TIME COMES,
HALF THE DAD."

(crying) JUST SO YOU GUYS KNOW,
CRYING OR NOT,

I AM GONNA READ THIS WHOLE
DAMN THING. (chuckles)

"SAMMY. THE BEST MAN.

"NO TRUER WORDS WERE
EVER SPOKEN.

I TRUST YOU WITH MY LIFE
BECAUSE..."

(voice breaks)
"BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS,

"I KNOW YOU'LL ALWAYS HAVE
MY BACK.

I LOVE YOU, MAN."

(voice breaks) "AND TO
MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE TRACI..."

(crying)

"AND TO MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE TRACI,

"YOU AREN'T JUST PART
OF MY LIFE.

"YOU ARE MY LIFE.

"YOU HAVE TAKEN THIS SIMPLE MAN
AND MADE HIM A KING.

"UNTIL THE DAY I DIE,

YOU WILL ALWAYS HOLD THE KEY
TO MY HEART."

(indistinct conversations)

HEY.

YOU WERE RIGHT.

THE GUY WAS PLAYING ME.

SORRY.

YOU KNOW, FOR THE RECORD,
I WOULD DO IT AGAIN,

'CAUSE IF THERE'S EVEN
A SMALL CHANCE

THAT HE WAS TELLING
THE TRUTH--

I KNOW.

YOU'RE RIGHT.
(clears throat)

IT'S OUR JOB.

(horn honks in distance)

(voice breaking)
I KNOW YOU'RE GRIEVING...

AND I KNOW WE ALL GRIEVE
IN OUR OWN WAY,

BUT DON'T TAKE THIS OUT
ON ME.

I-I DID TAKE IT OUT ON YOU.

I'M SORRY.

IF YOU REALLY BLAME ME
FOR JERRY--

I DON'T. I DON'T.

WELL, THEN WHY ARE YOU
SO MAD AT ME?

I'M NOT MAD.

I JUST CAN'T--I CAN'T DO
THIS ANYMORE.

CAN'T DO WHAT?

I CAN'T BE A COP
AND BE WITH YOU.

SAM, THIS IS NOT ABOUT
OUR JOB.

WE KNEW THIS WAS TROUBLE
EVEN BEFORE WE STARTED, OKAY?
OKAY, LOOK,

I-I'M TRYING TO TALK
TO YOU, OKAY?

I-I WANT TO GO THROUGH THIS
WITH YOU.

I KNOW YOU'RE HURTING.

MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT.
MAYBE I'M NOT MYSELF.

I DON'T KNOW, OKAY?

BUT THIS IS MY FEELING

IN MY GUT RIGHT NOW,
ALL RIGHT?

I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE.

(William Fitzsimmons'
"By My Side" playing)

NO. YOU DON'T MEAN THIS.

SOMEDAY WE'LL BE ABLE TO BE
FRIENDS AGAIN.

(voice breaking)
DON'T! DON'T DO THAT.

DON'T TAKE EVERYTHING
THAT WE ARE

AND--AND BUTTON UP
OUR RELATIONSHIP

WITH SOME STUPID CLICHE.

* I STILL HEAR YOU CALLING *

(crying)
ARE YOU SAYING IT'S OVER?

* WHEN SLEEP IS ESCAPING ME *

* I STILL HEAR YOU FARTHER ON *

THEN LEAVE.

OKAY? JUST GET
IN YOUR TRUCK AND GO.

* IN WAKING *

* A GHOST IN THE WINDOW SHADE *

(sobs)

* MY LOVER *

(truck door opens)

(crying)

(door closes)

(engine starts)

* BY MY SIDE *

UH... (sighs)

* WALK WITH ME *

(voice breaking)
WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING,

YOU KNOW, I DIDN'T--
I...

I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HOW
I WAS GONNA GET OUT OF BED...

(sighs) BUT...

* BY MY SIDE *

I LOOK AROUND THIS ROOM,
AND...

AND I SEE THAT I'M NOT ALONE.

NONE OF US ARE...

(sighs) SO...

PLEASE, EVERYBODY, JUST, UH...
(sighs)

RAISE A GLASS TO MY HUSBAND.
(crying)

(sighs)

* WE DANCE THROUGH THE EVENING *

* YOU FEATHER AROUND MY TOES *

* I STILL HEAR THE WORDS
YOU PLED *

* BY MY SIDE *

* WALK WITH ME *

* MAKE THIS WELL *

* BY MY SIDE *

* HMM, HMM, HMM *

* HMM, HMM, HMM, MM, MM *

* HMM, HMM *

(telephone rings)

* HMM, HMM *

(ring)

(ring)

***