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Previously on NYPD Blue:

- Andy SIPOWICZ.
- Oh, Andy.

Bobby Simone, good to meet you.

Get up and get the hell away from her.

Hey!

You worked a long time
with your last partner. Me and you...

...we're not always gonna start
on the same page.

- I hope you're not the sensitive type.
- Sensitive? No, not usually.

- Know he drove for the commissioner?
- I saw that was his last detail.

Takes me 22 years
to make second-grade.

This guy gets there shooing away
squeegee bums.

- Hey.
Yeah, the body's in here.

These guys were the first guys here.
I'm just gonna talk to them.

White female, 44.

Those guys found her on their way
for work this morning.

Her name's Louise Shennon.

Someone went after her
with that claw hammer.

- Back again?
- If that idiot boyfriend of Lesniak's...

...gets out of Bellevue,
I'd like to do this to him.

- I'm going to check out the other room.
- Yeah.

- Is the plumbing operational?
- Oh, yeah. Over there.

Thank you very much.

Yeah, I'm Detective Simone.
What do you guys know about this?

A little after 8, we let ourselves in.

Mrs. Shennon gave us a key
when we started last week.

- We found her and called 911.
- Anybody else have a key?

There was this unskilled guy helping her.
I think he had one.

- What's his name?
- He say his name?

I never heard him say anything.

We need statements.
- Go through her purse?

- No, sir. It's over there.
- Where?

- You give the detective your names?
- Yes.

- Yeah, I did too.
- What happened here?

Who are you?

Dr. Peter Shennon. My wife and I
own this building. We're renovating it.

- Where is my wife?
- I'm Detective Simone, Dr. Shennon, sir.

- There's no easy way to tell you this.
- Oh, my God.

Your wife was assaulted today
in the apartment.

She was killed, sir.

- Oh, God. God, Louise.
All right.

Would you like to sit down?

- Who killed her? You know who did this?
No, not yet.

Look, sir, when you feel ready...

...we'd like to ask you some questions
that may give us some help.

Go ahead. God.

Do you know of anyone who might
have been angry?

- Ow!
No.

These paperhangers said
she was working with a handyman.

Would you know his name?

I guess I could get the pay stubs
from the checkbook.

We live just around the corner.

- We really would appreciate that.
Detective Simone.

- Could you get over here?
Please excuse me.

Andy, I'm talking here.
What's the matter?

- I can't stand up.
What? You wanna lie down?

Yeah, and then I want them
to cover me with a sheet.

- Would you just help me up?
- Come on.

- One, two, three, go.
- Oh, wait a minute.

- Here, let your weight go.
- This is Mrs. Shennon's husband.

- I'm a chiropractor. Relax your weight.
- I can't straighten up.

I know.

Oh, brother. Wow.

- All right?
- Yeah, thanks.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Final Adjustment

- Hey, Andy.
- Hey, Roberts. How you doing?

How am I doing?
I got business falling out of my ass.

Andy, I'm finally rolling.
Hey, Mike Roberts. How you doing?

- Bobby Simone.
He used to be on the job.

Yeah?
Yeah, then I got smart.

I went to a living wage.
I'm in security work now.

Right?
- You got a tag...

- ... hanging out of your sleeve.
Messages.

Thanks.
- New suit, Barneys.

Look at the damn price on that, huh?

So you ride with Andy now, huh?

Yeah, we're on a homicide
right now, Mike.

Hey, Bobby, you habla some Espanol?

Yeah, I habla some.

I'm developing strong contacts now
with some Latin American clients.

- You interested in supplemental income-
Thanks, I have my hands full.

Where you going?
- Picking James Martinez up, Andy.

I'm throwing him some hours.
Kid worked a night tour.

I'm probably gonna have to pry
his eyes open with toothpicks.

- Hey, James, ready to roll?
- I was gonna meet you, Mike.

I was in the neighborhood.
I thought I'd pick you up.

Thank the lieutenant if he was around,
express appreciation.

For what's that, Roberts?

I appreciate you okaying James
to work for me, lieutenant.

- I didn't realize he was working for you.
- Excelsior Security.

Yeah, I incorporated. You left my name
off the approval request, huh?

- We should probably get over there.
- Yeah, let's do it.

- Andy, take care of yourself, huh?
- Yeah.

- Bobby, nice to meet you.
- Same here.

Lieu.

- What did you get on that homicide?
White female, 44.

Murder weapon was a claw hammer.
Crime Scene's working that for prints.

Yeah, there were no witnesses.

Two workmen who found her said
a handyman didn't show up today.

We got his name from the woman's
husband. We'll run him through BCl.

We got Medavoy dumping the phones
on the woman's house.

- Any hit off the husband?
- I didn't get anything either way.

He straightened out
Andy's back, though.

- Yeah, the guy was a chiropractor.
Detective Simone.

I'm gonna need a minute here.

I'm gonna get coffee
and run those names.

How you doing, Christy?

- You're busy, I know.
- No, come on back here.

Would you take this, please?

I was putting my son's laundry away
last night, and I found that in a drawer.

Is it loaded?

It is loaded.

It's been about two years now, huh?

- That would make Nicky 10, right?
- Eleven.

He's changed.
I tried talking to him about this...

...and he told me the gun wasn't his
and he was holding it for someone else.

I don't know whether
to believe him or not.

And when I found out that you were
at this precinct, I took it as a blessing.

I don't know what to do.

Do you ever hear from his father?

The last time was right before
your wife passed away.

He called me from Lodi.
He wanted me to wire him $90...

...and I said that I would if he would just
write a card or something to Nick.

- He never sent anything.
- Yeah.

Look, Christy, you know
the normal procedure on this isn't much.

We get Nick in here,
and we fill out a YD card.

There won't be any charges or anything?

- Not unless you want to pursue it.
- No, no.

Nick liked you, and I think he might
listen if you would just talk to him.

Sure, I can do that.

I'll have the officer at his school
bring him in.

Yeah. It's just that I don't
want him to be killed.

- I don't want him to kill anybody else.
- Hey. What school is he in?

He's right here at IS 27.

I'll talk to him. I promise.

Okay?

How have you been doing?

I'm doing all right, Christy.

Thanks for asking.

Thank you.

How long is it gonna be?

No. I'll call back. Thanks.

- Two hours till we can run those names.
What's the problem?

They're purging the BCI computer,
whatever the hell that means.

I got LUDs...

...on the crime-scene phone
and Mrs. Shennon's apartment.

Plus her husband's got a fax line
in their apartment. I dumped that too.

- You got any patterns here?
Have a look.

Call after call on the doctor's line
to a Judith Krasky in Murray Hill.

The latest one was last night.

Maybe the doctor
was getting his end wet.

All right, let's go talk to her.

Listen, guys, I gotta stay close to the
station house for a couple hours.

- What's wrong, Greg?
- Well, I'm trying this high-fiber cereal...

...you know, with dried fruit.

My digestive system
is in complete upheaval.

Excuse me.

- Yes?
- Judith Krasky? New York detectives.

Can we talk to you a minute?

What's it about?

Can we talk inside instead of out here
in front of your neighbors?

Come on in.

I'm Detective SIPOWICZ.
This is Detective Simone.

Hi.

Sorry the place is such a mess.
I wasn't expecting company.

- Could I get you coffee or something?
No, thanks. We're fine.

You do leather craft, Judith?

My brother's staying with me
till he can get a place of his own.

- What's his name?
- Walter.

- Is this about the break-in up in 4C?
- No. We're here on another matter.

Do you know a Dr. Peter Shennon,
chiropractor?

Yeah, sure. I used to work for him. Why?

- His wife was murdered this morning.
- Louise?

Oh, my God, that's horrible.
How'd it happen?

We're not sure.
Have you talked to the doctor lately?

- Yeah, sure. We've talked.
Recently?

Yeah, he just called me last night.

He's looking for a receptionist.
I don't do that anymore.

He thought I might know somebody.

So whenever you and him talk,
it's always business-related?

No, we talk socially. I mean, since
I worked for him, we stayed friends.

Like after the opera, him and the missus
would stop by for a little sherry?

- I don't get what you mean.
- There's 80 calls to you...

...in the past month
from a line in the doctor's house.

- So?
- Either you were screwing the doctor...

- ... or you were screwing his wife.
- That's disgusting.

Judith, nobody wants to intrude
on your personal life.

A woman was murdered. We're just
trying to figure out how it happened.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry
but I can't help you.

Excuse me now.

- She was definitely doing the doc.
- Yeah, well, that makes him horny.

I don't know if it makes him wrong.

You think brother Walter
picked up his handicraft in the joint?

The thought crossed my mind.

- You ready for this? You feel okay?
- Yeah, I feel good.

Keep in mind the class of people
you're dealing with.

Don't be holding your hand out
like some bellhop.

Hello.

- You're young for a detective.
- Well, he looks a lot younger than he is.

Don't I wish I could say that, right?

I'm 28 years old.
I got my shield last year.

James is a very hard worker, Mr. Beltran.
He is also very respectful.

Hola, Papa.

Leticia.

My daughter Leticia, she came
from Skidmore College to see her papa.

- Hi, I'm James Martinez.
- Nice to meet you.

- Mike Roberts.
How do you do?

James is gonna take
very good care of you.

- You won't even know I'm around.
- That's right. We're very discreet.

Leo, welcome.
I present my daughter Leticia.

- Leticia, my attorney, Mr. Vitale.
- How do you do?

Mr. Vitale, Mike Roberts.
Pleasure to know you, sir.

- And James Martinez I've already met.
- How's it going, Mr. Vitale?

Please excuse Mr. Vitale and I.
Ticia, enjoy your afternoon.

Will I see you for dinner?
- I'm planning on it.

I'll be in the next room
if you need me.

- James, check in with me regularly.
Okay.

Here we go.

- What do you like to be called?
- James.

James, could you hold this, please?

For the last six weeks,
I've been at school...

...in the middle of nowhere, with nothing
to do but watch the leaves change.

Now, I've got a couple days in the city,
and I plan to enjoy myself.

My responsibility's keeping you
out of harm's way.

Beyond that, you're on your own.

As long as we understand each other.

Those name-checks came in from BCl.

The paperhangers and the carpenter
are clean...

...but this handyman, Victor Ugo,
did 14 years for killing his mother.

- They got a last-known?
- Yeah. He's got an apartment in Queens.

If we wanna pick him up,
his parole guy says he'd meet us there.

- Also this Walter Krasky you asked for...
Yeah?

- ... did three years for armed robbery.
Detective.

The officer from that school across
the street has a Nick Williamson...

- ... you asked to see?
- Oh, yeah. Thanks, Donna.

I'm gonna have to meet you guys there.

This Nick is the kid of a woman used to
live in our building over in Brooklyn.

- She was really good to my wife.
- Yeah. What did the kid do?

Eleven years old,
the mother finds a gun in the drawer.

She wants me to talk to him.

- Medavoy.
Yeah?

- How's your stomach?
- Better. Yeah, yeah, it's under control.

Come with me.
Let's go sit on this guy's house.

- Here's the address.
- Thanks. I'll meet you guys there.

Fifteenth Squad.
Holding on line three.

Hey, sarge, Detective Simone.

Yeah,
who we got in the pens downstairs?

What beefs are they in for?

Hey.
Thanks very much for bringing him over.

No problem, detective.

- How's it going there, Nick?
- Great. Cop takes me out of school.

- You know why you're here?
- Yeah.

You remember you and your mom
used to live over in Brooklyn?

You and me, we used to go up
on the roof there and fly the pigeons.

- We'd talk.
- Yeah, look. That gun ain't mine.

- I'm trying to help you.
- Who do you think you are, my father?

No, I'm not your father,
but I'd like to be your friend.

- You wanna give that a try?
- I got friends.

I don't rat out.

Get up, Nick.

Get up.

Let me show you something over here.

- How you doing?
- Good.

Come on.

See this guy right here?
He's on a laughing jag.

Really tough guy, yeah.

He used a knife to take a purse
from an old woman.

He's laughing because he's going away
for eight years.

You know what? It don't bother him.

Who's that?

This is Nick.

You putting him in here?
What happened to juvie?

- No, just showing him around.
- What do you want him to see?

- Put him in here and turn the lights out.
Yeah.

Shut your mouth.

All right, in there.

- You can't put me in there. It's not legal.
- Come on.

Sit down.

Now, Nick,
these punks who gave you that gun...

- ... if that's what happened.
- That's what happened.

They're gonna end up right here
on their way to Rikers.

Now, you wanna go this route?

That gun's for protection.

Half the kids in school,
they hate us because we're white.

They all got guns.
We gotta protect ourselves.

- Don't sing somebody else's song.
- Think I'm lying?

- Who are you holding that gun for?
- No, I'm not ratting on anyone.

I'm in a lot of trouble
because I can't give that gun back.

Give me the guy's name
you got that gun from...

...and I promise he's not
gonna give you any trouble.

No.

- I'm gonna take an ass kicking.
- You have yourself to blame.

You have a choice.
I'm trying to treat you like a man.

You're a scumbag.

All right, Nick.

Stand up.

You know you can be at the beginning
or you can be at the end of this.

It's up to you.

Those are my numbers.

- What if I don't want your numbers?
- Then you throw the card away.

Don't you do it in front of me!

And don't you ever swear at me again,
you understand me, Nick?

So you wanna go back and show
your dad all the nice stuff you bought?

He won't be in the mood to notice.

I never heard that expression,
what that one saleslady said:

"They'll be wearing this
five minutes from now. "

When I was little
and we'd come to New York...

...my nanny used to bring me
to this park.

Your family lived here
and in Costa Rica?

But mostly Costa Rica.

But my father came back and forth
for business so much...

- ... he just kept that apartment.
- I guess bankers go all over, huh?

James, when we met
at the apartment...

...that lawyer my dad was talking to,
he acted as if he knew you.

Mr. Vitale defended
one of my first collars as a detective.

- I've read about him.
- Yeah, he's one of the top guys.

He put me through the hoops
when I testified in court.

My father's in trouble.

- Just because he's talking to a lawyer?
- No, something's going on.

He's upset and nervous. I mean,
I know you can't tell that, but I can.

He seemed very polite.

He called me at school last week
and told me not to come to the city...

...because his schedule had gotten
overbooked.

I haven't seen him in a year, and
he doesn't want to see his daughter?

Leticia, if your dad's in a jam,
he's taking care of it.

His attorney's one of the best.

That guy I arrested was guilty as hell.
Vitale got him off.

Not that's even why your dad
is talking to him.

It must be pretty bad
if he won't tell me.

I'm sorry. This isn't your problem.

Hey, look, I thought
you had a job to do down here.

It's to have a great time.

Let's go home.

All right, come on.

Sit down, Victor.

You want smokes, something?
- No, I don't.

Know what you're here for?
- No.

You were working for Louise Shennon.
Victor, is that right?

Yeah, mostly finishing work.

- Did you work today?
- No, I didn't feel good.

- You didn't go to work?
- No.

Mrs. Shennon
was murdered today, Victor.

I didn't kill her.

You don't seem too surprised
she was murdered.

If I'd have killed her,
I'd be on a boat to Brazil now.

Really?

When you killed your mother, you hung
around the house for two days.

I didn't do this one.

I'm an emotional person.
I have to be angry to kill someone.

I had no anger at all
toward Mrs. Shennon.

Well, maybe she did something
to piss you off.

- She criticized your work...
- No, I liked working for her.

I did 14 years up there.
I don't want to go back.

I only had one mother.

I killed her, and that's done with.

How did you get this job
working for Mrs. Shennon, Victor?

A guy I knew upstate,
I called him when I got out...

...and asked him about jobs, and he
showed me an ad in the PennySaver.

- What was his name?
- Walter. Walter Krasky.

- You been in touch with him since then?
- No.

You sure?
- No.

So now what are you gonna do to me?

You're gonna have to hang around here
for a while until we straighten this out.

Think it's a coincidence?
Mistress's brother puts this twitch...

- ... in that apartment?
- He's not the murder-for-hire type.

Maybe he's more like the type you frame
when you do a murder yourself.

Get your sister out of her dead-end
career as a second-string bang.

These are questions
we'll wanna ask Walter.

Oh, yeah.

- Hey, James. How's it going?
Okay, Greg.

- A little tired.
- Did you get any sleep at all?

I got a security gig. I caught a
couple hours before my night watch.

Yeah, so how's that job going?
How do you like working for Roberts?

Oh, she's a really nice girl,
that girl I'm watching.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, that Leticia Beltran, very nice.

She goes to Skidmore College,
upstate New York.

- That's up in Saratoga Springs, right?
- Yeah, I think that's right.

Yeah, Marie and I got lost
on our way to an outdoor concert.

We asked directions at that college.

Oh, yeah?

I think this girl's father may be
in some kind of trouble.

- Oh, yeah, why do you say that?
- Well, she's concerned about him.

You know. It looks like he's involved
with this Leo Vitale.

- The criminal lawyer.
- The guy working for the father...

...I saw him carrying a piece,
some guy named Arturo.

- The father's a Central American banker.
- Yeah.

I guess he's eligible to be
in a little trouble.

Yeah, depending on depositors, yeah.

Anyways, this girl is awfully nice.

- Yeah. You mentioned that.
- Uh-huh.

Sit down.

- Your sister like her apartment, Walter?
- I guess she likes it all right.

- It's small, though, isn't it?
I don't know.

- I guess.
She's up for a new one?

With the doctor's wife dead?

- Oh, wait, guys.
- It must be a lucky break for her, right?

- However it happened.
- I don't know how it happened...

- ... and neither does she.
- Walter.

- You know a guy named Victor Ugo?
- The guy who wrote the musical?

This guy spells it U-G-O,
and he knows you from upstate.

Right, Ugo, yeah.
I've never heard him use the "Victor. "

He says you got him a job
with the doctor's late wife.

He got out and gave me a call.
He was looking for work.

I showed him an ad
in the PennySaver is all.

You show some half-wacko,
who just did 14 years for murder...

...a help-wanted ad from a woman
who you want to get dead?

That's just too small a world, Walter.

You're putting a really ugly turn
on me doing a favor for a guy.

You know what?
You're at ground zero, Walter.

You got bigtime motive. You got access.

And we got you putting
a known murderer at the crime scene.

I don't believe how this stuff
is always happening to me.

Yeah, sit there feeling sorry for yourself.

Keep circling the bowl
till the suction takes you down.

You piece of crap. Now, either you hired
this guy to kill the doctor's wife...

...or you set him up and killed her
looking for some financial kissy-kiss...

...once your sister and the doc
tie the knot!

I had a great franchise opportunity,
fat-free doughnuts.

I asked Dr. Shennon
if he could lend me the money.

One way and another,
he says if I kill someone, I get it...

- ... is how the conversation wound up.
- If you killed his missus?

He didn't say. I turned him down flat.
I didn't even want to talk about it.

But you did give him a referral?

I might have said that Ugo
was in touch with me maybe.

And the doctor
might have said something...

- ... about showing him his wife's ad?
- I haven't committed a crime here, okay?

I did not get paid dime one
from anybody.

You failed to report
a criminal solicitation, Walter.

That's a parole violation.
If we want you in, you're going.

All I wanted was a
lousy doughnut franchise.

You're gonna wear a wire
on Dr. Shennon, Walter.

No, I'll screw it up. I'm a screwup.

Get Judy to do it.

She's the one he's got a thing for, Judy.

The other way is bringing in the doctor
and lean on him.

He would lawyer-up in 10 seconds.

We need to stay sweet
with Dr. Shennon.

Detective Simone,
Officer Lenahan on line two.

Thanks.
- I'll tell Fancy about wiring his sister.

We ought to set up on her place.
I don't think we want her body miked.

Yeah, her body might get a little busy.

Simone.

You got the name of the kids
who beat him?

Bruce, John.

M- A-C-E? Like the chemical?

All right, thanks very much. Thank you.

- Detective.
Dr. Shennon, how's it going?

Detective.
Hi.

- How's your back?
- It's okay, a little stiff.

- I appreciate your helping.
Not at all.

How can we help you?

I hope you understand
I want to monitor what's going on.

- Of course.
- Yeah. Have a seat.

Are there any developments?

We won't be doing you
any favors, doc...

...by telling you something prematurely,
then it didn't pan out.

Are you questioning someone?

Yeah, we can say at this time
that we are talking to someone.

Was that information helpful,
in terms of that handyman Ugo?

- We can say yes, it was.
We can tell you...

...this Ugo did do time
for a previous murder.

You're kidding.

Oh, my God.

Let us look into this for a while, okay?

And hopefully we'll have something
to tell you.

All right, all right.

- Thanks for being cooperative.
- No problem, doc.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

Thank you.
And you'll keep me informed?

You bet.

- Fancy okay the wire on her place?
- Yeah.

Want to look in on Norman Bates?

How's it going, Victor?

I don't wanna be in here.
- You hang tight, Victor.

This may come out all right.

Is it because somebody saw me
at that apartment yesterday?

Is that why you're holding me?

Something on your mind, Victor?

I'm gonna tell you the truth.

I wasn't sick yesterday. No.
I was there. I showed up for work...

...unlocked the door,
she was lying there, dead.

Had to be somebody else with a key...

...or someone followed her in
from the street.

But it wasn't you?

No, you see, I wouldn't kill
someone I liked. No.

The only person I killed
was my mother.

I don't like the idea.

Judith, we'll set up a couple
of microphones and a camera in here.

You and Dr. Shennon,
you just talk, and we'll listen.

Don't you wanna
keep your brother out of prison?

You bastards, Walter was trying
to straighten his life out.

Hey, if Walter goes back in,
it's because you wouldn't help him.

I never looked for any of this.
I was satisfied exactly how things were.

Between you and Dr. Shennon?

I liked her.
When I was his receptionist...

- ... she used to get me little presents.
- Well, that phase is over with, Judith.

- He's smart, you know.
What? Walter?

- Maybe if you get to know him better.
- I don't mean Walter.

You mean the doctor?

Yeah, he's smarter than me.

There's plenty of things
you're smart about.

Like in the area that keeps him
coming back.

And I'm just supposed to get him
to say who killed his wife?

Yeah, that would be perfect.

- Police! Halt!
No! No!

Son of a bitch!

James! James! Oh, God!

Think she'll get the doc to go?

Depends. Is he chatty
when his willie's up?

I'm kind of hoping
that Victor wasn't involved.

Yeah, Victor seems like an okay guy,
so long as you're not his mom.

There's our boy.

Hi, baby.

- What's wrong?
- I'm scared.

Scared of what?

Judith, a maniac killed Louise.
They're searching for the man...

...and they're gonna find him.

You sure?
- I'm sure of what? Of course I am.

Cops know about you and me.

Why do you say that?

They came and talked to me.
They found my number in some records.

- Here we go.
Did they talk to Walter?

Luckily, they didn't.
That's all he needs right now.

Nothing we've done
has ever been a crime.

You know, in a case like this,
the police look at everyone.

You know, once they find the man
who did it, the investigation ends.

And they found a man. I helped them.

- What do you mean "helped them"?
I helped them.

I told them about a man that worked
with Louise in our building.

A murderer. He killed his mother.

You think he did it?
- They think so. God, you look great.

- Your hand's cold.
- What? What?

Well, how do you know
this guy killed Louise?

It doesn't matter.
It's not a problem for us.

Yeah, it's a problem for me.
The cops think I did it.

- I'm scared.
- What are you scared of?

You could trust me.

- Not if we have secrets.
- What secrets?

Did you get him to do it?

Could be dangerous. He could talk.

- I don't want anything to happen to you.
- Come on, say it wasn't Victor.

He's not gonna tell
them anything. He didn't do it...

- ... but they think he did.
- Attaboy, doc.

You horny devil.
- You don't know what it was like...

...leaving you and going to her.
I couldn't even touch her.

Her mouth.

The smell of her.

Everything. After you,
how could I want anyone else?

You did it. You killed her for me.

For you, yes. For you.

That dirty bitch. I killed the dirty bitch.

- I killed...
Say goodbye, doc.

Look at this.
I got blood and brains all over me.

All I need now is a pink pillbox hat.

That Colombian give it up?
He say why he shot him?

No, he's not saying anything.

That's the way they operate, you know.
You could rip their tongues out.

I'm only glad
that we apprehended the guy.

It was my understanding
Martinez did that.

- That what James said?
- No, he's still giving his statement.

It's what the daughter said.

Tell you the truth,
the daughter's sweet on him.

Hey, I'm not trying
to take credit for this.

Medavoy will get to you in a minute.

You guys steal that step-over-
toe-hold move from the wrestler...

..."Strangler" Ed Lewis,
or was he before your time?

You think you're funny. This idiocy
will end when my lawyer arrives.

- I was lying. I wanted to get laid.
- Take him to Booking.

You okay?
- Yes.

Back kicking up again, detective?

I'd say it's a degenerative disc.
Get used to the pain.

Maybe I can take my mind off it
thinking about you...

...up there in Ossining,
getting acupuncture up your dirt chute.

Hey, Mike, I need a second with you.

How you holding up?

- I want some answers from you.
- James, the last answer I had was...

...the sky's blue
from sunlight reflecting off the ocean.

I don't know nothing after that.

Why do you think that guy's secretary
disappeared?

Arturo? I don't know.
They said he got food poisoning.

Did you get that guy hardware?

No.

Beltran wasn't a diplomat.

He couldn't have
brought the weapon into the country.

- You figure I got it for him?
- He's supposed to guard Mr. Beltran...

- ... and he disappears?
- What did I do?

Sneak the guy out on a blimp?
You think I set this man up?

You think I set Mr. Beltran up?

He was gonna be my meal ticket.

- I was gonna get well off him.
- I was supposed to take care of them.

You took care of the girl.
She's walking around.

- He made his own bed.
- I don't know what to tell her.

I got my nose against the glass like you.
You want to tell her something?

Tell her they found industrial-strength
currency detergent in his laundry bag.

Tell her they're tracking down
that lead.

I don't want to
hear from you anymore, Mike.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

How you doing, James?

I just finished my statement.

I wish I knew what the hell
happened out there.

Well, I've had five ask-abouts
from the DEA.

I'll bet Beltran was shopping
some kind of deal with them.

That lawyer was his go-between?

Yeah, and someone else
didn't want the deal to go through.

That's the last time
I work for Mike Roberts, lieutenant.

- That's probably a good idea.
- I'm gonna talk to that girl.

- Greg, can I talk to Miss Beltran?
- Yeah, yeah, we're done.

Miss Beltran, just stop by my desk
afterward and sign your statement.

- All right.
- I'm sorry about your father.

Thank you.

How you doing?

I'll take you back
whenever you're ready.

I keep seeing him lying there.

Do they know why it happened?

The guy's not saying. You know,
the one who shot your father.

Do you think you're being nice to me,
not telling me what you know?

I don't know anything more
than I'm telling you, Leticia.

I could have understood...

...if he'd told me what his life was like.

Now I'll never understand anything.

- I have to call my mother.
- Okay.

Come on, I'll take you back, all right?

You know that woman's boy
took a beating over that gun today?

The woman who knew your wife?

Yeah, turns out he was stashing it
for some older kids.

- They beat him for giving it up.
- Is he all right?

Yeah.

The cop on the school post...

...he gave me some names
and where these kids hang.

You going to look for them?

I'm gonna take a ride over there.

- You want some company?
- No, that's all right. It's my thing.

Who do you think you are,
The Lone Ranger?

Come on, I'll ride along with you.

I got it.

Cop. Cop. Cop. Cop.

- You'd be Bruce, John and Mace?
- Hey, yeah, Bruce, John and Mace.

Or you know, I could be Mace,
he could be Bruce and he could be John.

- However you like it, boy.
- I like it that you're punks 1, 2 and 3.

Punk one. Back off!

You beat on a kid the other day who
was holding a piece for one of you.

- His name is Nick.
- I don't know any Nick.

Commit this to memory, punk one.
He's 11 years old.

From now on, you don't talk to him.
You don't go near him.

If you or anybody else touches him...

...I will bust your head against the curb
and kick your meager brains under a bus.

Okay, but you gotta let me go.

You make your friends understand this.
They look like they're slow learners.

Hey, you a cop?

I'm a detective. You'd be Bruce, right?

You know, we could file a complaint
on you for violence on him.

Detective Simone, that's with an E.
The shield number's 3118.

You can get it off your forehead
in the mirror.

- All right.
- You file all the complaints you want.

- But you know what I'm saying here?
- Yeah.

I want you to understand...

...or else I'm gonna come back
and hunt you down.

All right.

Walk.

Glad I was here to help.

I would've been glad enough if they were
standing there with a Smith & Wesson.

I don't know if I saved this kid from
a beating or bought him another one.

I'm sure they saw the light.
They may be on their way...

...to Scout registration now.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Did you lose the key?
- No, I got it.

You want something to eat?
I could heat something up.

No, thanks, I grabbed a bite.

What about you?

I had a salad.

Uh...

I picked up my laundry
so I could have a fresh shirt tomorrow.

I cleared out half the closet for you.

I thought the official move
wasn't until next week.

I'm getting ready for it.

I also cleared out some drawers.

And I got you this.

It's terrycloth.

Thanks, Sylvia.

It's for when you come out
of your shower.

- Yeah, I guess I'd better take one.
- You don't need to for me, Andy.

No, I'll feel better.

Well, okay.

So how was work today?
- Uh...

It was all right.
I mean, he was good on the case.

- So it's going better than you thought?
- Yeah, he's okay for now.

- What are you doing?
- I thought it'd be fun...

...if we both took a shower.
Two for the price of one.

- I usually shower alone.
- You want me to leave?

No, I'm just saying is all.

Here, I'll wash your back.

Hey. Hey.
I usually wash myself down there.

Do you want me to stop?

Uh... Well, not necessarily.

Boy, that's sure gonna be clean.

Hmm.