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Oh, my God!

Are you crazy? I could've killed you.

Get the hell outta here!

What the...

Brought you some coffee.

I figured I wasn't the only one who could use it.

Well, thank you, partner.

Well, at least we didn't dress alike.

Well, I thought about that,

but plum doesn't really work for me.

Mm-hmm.

Where's Bud?

Oh, he's running behind.

Jeannie's having a bad case of morning sickness.

Just tell him to stay home.

It's just one dealer doing another.

And you know that why?

I'm guessing because we've worked this area

a lot longer than you.

Ah. Actually, he's right.

No one comes down here except for dealers and addicts.

Well, he certainly wasn't dumped here.

Any I.D.?

Uh, yeah. Driver's license.

Johnny Vasquez,

age 37, from Camden.

Did you see that sawdust on his boots?

Yeah, we're, uh, canvassing the area

for construction sites now.

Muzzle imprint, stellate laceration,

powder burns around the entry wound.

And we have a...

white gold charm with the number 3 on it...

and a New York phone number.

Hard contact, penetrating gunshot wound...

this was an execution.

The bullet fragmented upon impact.

That helps explain the raccooning of the eyes.

Ballistics is gonna have a field day with this one.

I have a small laceration in the mid-knuckle...

of the right hand.

Not last night. That's a couple of days old.

Detective, no food or drink.

You know that.

How's Jeannie? Feeling better?

If by better you mean exhausted and peeing all the time,

she's great.

Is she drinking a lot of fluids?

Orange juice, 2 gallons a day.

Weight gain?

You trying to get me killed?

Can we stick to the business at hand?

He has receding gums, which suggests

- chronic drug abuse. - Help me roll him.

He is a drug dealer.

That much we know.

Spent some time in prison.

Currently on parole.

There's some kind of white powder

on his posterior neck.

Looks like some hairs.

Hmm.

Three of 'em.

Well, since he's so...

follicularly challenged,

I would assume that the hairs are from the killer, right?

Now let me guess.

You want me to run that to the lab,

put it through Codis, right?

Thank you.

I told you, detective.

How do you women do it?

How do we do what?

Survive pregnancy.

There are days that Jeannie would...

trade places with this guy.

Well, hopefully, she has a good partner.

So crime lab said that

the sawdust found on Vasquez's boots

is not natural.

It's compressed.

And that is interesting how?

You obviously don't spend time in dive bars.

They use sawdust to clean up spilled beer.

I know at least two near the crime scene.

Excuse me. You know Johnny Vasquez?

Yeah, he's the bar manager.

He should be in around noon.

Afraid he won't be. Johnny was murdered last night.

Oh, my God.

Look at me.

Your eyes are glassy, your pupils are dilated.

You're high, aren't you?

No.

Was Johnny your dealer?

Jo... Johnny's really dead?

It hurts, I know.

Now you're gonna have to find another one.

Johnny looked after me.

He was gonna introduce me to this guy

that he knew in the music business

to start my career.

Um, I sing, you know?

Sublimely, I'm sure.

Now who else was he supplying?

I... I don't know anything about that.

Yep, all right.

No, no, I tell you what,

why don't you give us the names

of everyone you know that had dealings with Johnny,

and we won't arrest you?

Prison records show that the wrist fracture

was from a fight nine months ago,

just before he got out.

Autopsy was unremarkable.

This guy was no drug addict.

Which is weird,

because prelim tox results were positive for cannabis,

cocaine metabolites, and methadone.

Methadone to kick a heroin habit he didn't have?

Check out this white powder on his neck.

It's a mixture

of magnesium oxide and cornstarch.

It's used in latex gloves to prevent stickiness.

Gentlemen, we have a puzzle...

a drug dealer with drugs in his system

who didn't abuse drugs.

Look, I've been trying to get ahold of his parole officer.

Maybe that'll shed some light.

Yeah.

Charlie.

The boy wonder.

How long has it been, huh?

It's been too long.

Look at you in your cushy office.

Yeah, well, you know...

You don't miss, uh, mold and peeling paint?

Well, I don't miss being shot either.

Shoulda ducked, partner.

I told you that banger was our man.

So, uh...

you like it here?

You're stalling.

Did you call the parole office about a Johnny Vasquez?

Megan, I don't believe you know my old partner

from the police force.

This is Charlie Meeks.

Nice to meet you.

I wish I could say the same.

Charlie may know the victim.

We already have an I.D. His name is Johnny Vasquez.

Johnny Vasquez was his cover name.

His real name is Eddie Castillo.

He was my partner.

He's a cop.

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Okay, listen up.

Eddie Castillo was my partner.

No one's going home, no texting your mother,

until we find whoever killed Eddie.

Medical Examiner's Office informs us

we're looking for somebody with dark brown hair,

probably near the docklands.

Anything you need to nail this guy, you got it.

Captain says so.

So come on.

Let's go. We're bringing this guy down!

Come on!

Your troops seem a little hopped up out there.

Eddie was a good man, a good cop.

I think what she's trying to say is, emotions are high.

You may want to remind your men to follow procedure.

We know how to do our job.

How can I help you do yours?

Answer some questions.

I assume, as part of his cover,

that detective Castillo had to take drugs?

Because we found several in his system.

He would do anything to maintain his cover.

He even did a stint in prison to build up his street cred.

What was Eddie investigating?

Someone was extorting the docklands.

They're using low-level drug dealers

to shake down bars, restaurants, even high-level dealers.

Eddie set himself up as a mark.

Apparently, a little too well.

Ballistics is still working on the bullet.

It goes without saying, this is our top priority.

Anything new on our end, and you'll be the first to know.

Thank you.

So you get anywhere with that number?

It's just an answering machine,

but it does belong to a Ray Jones,

music producer.

Mm. So our poor torch singer did have a fan.

Maybe.

Ah.

Lopez, that better not be my O.J.!

You got 4 gallons in there.

It is for the wife. Put it away.

Put it away.

- Jeez Louise. Greedy. - Thank you.

A unit responded to a call from The Wonderland Bar.

Seems like our torch singer just tried to rob the place.

So, Kirsten, where were you going?

Officers said you had your bags packed in the car,

tank full of gas.

You're the ones who forced me to dime out Johnny's contacts.

You think I'm gonna stick around?

But first a quick stop to rob your employer.

See,

this is what we call a telling act.

You need money, you steal.

You need drugs...

You think I killed Johnny?

Well, I can't say it would shock us.

J... Johnny said he had

a friend in the music business

who would listen to my demo.

I didn't go in there to steal.

I just...

When I saw the money,

I... I thought it would help me get outta here.

Start fresh, you know?

I... I couldn't help myself.

Mm.

I always knew this day would come.

It must have been very difficult,

living with the constant stress.

It was just the opposite.

It was the most liberating relationship

I've ever been in.

Nothing got swept under the rug.

We both knew that every day together could be our last.

Did he ever talk about his work?

The undercover stuff? No.

Police gossip? I got an earful,

especially about Meeks.

With all his womanizing and drinking,

I always thought he'd be the one to walk into a bullet.

Mrs. Castillo,

we're trying to sort out which of our findings

are part of Eddie's cover

and which weren't.

Uh, we have some prison records

that say that he broke his wrist in a prison fight.

Is that true?

No.

He broke it on our first trip together,

snowboarding in the Poconos.

The doctors put him in a cast,

and he was back out on the slopes...

to be with me.

We also found a white gold charm

in one of Eddie's pockets

with a number 3 on it.

My anniversary present.

We were supposed to have dinner, but he never showed.

I think a part of me knew at that moment.

Can I have my anniversary present?

They're sending me to a hotel for my protection.

I don't know how long I'm gonna be there for.

And I... I... I'd really like to have it.

I'm very sorry. It's still in police evidence.

But we'll get it to you as soon as we can.

Okay.

Okay. Check this out.

There's an irregular fragment of foreign material

in the knuckle laceration,

and it's not biological.

You know how your case ends, right?

Yeah, we catch a cop killer.

Mnh-mnh.

Unemployment.

For me?

For all of us.

A cop killer case?

This is a lose-lose situation.

One tiny thing goes wrong, and whose heads are gon' roll?

Don't let anything go wrong.

Hmm. What about the hairs on the body?

You got anything yet?

Yeah, Codis matched it to

a Quentin Whitsett,

2-time felon.

Okay.

Here's a thought,

next time you ID a cop killer,

lead with that.

Quentin Whitsett. That son of a bitch.

- I take it you know the man. - Yeah.

What kind of history you got with this guy?

I busted him for possession six months ago.

He filed harassment charges.

That's why I don't want you anywhere near him.

Captain...

he executed my partner.

There is no way I'm not going.

Okay, as backup.

S.W.A.T. has tactical command.

You take whoever you need,

but you bring him in.

I thought we'd already ID'd Whitsett.

We did, but hair is a nutritional timeline

that shows relative health, sickness, and drug use.

So?

Curtis, you still have those records up?

According to his parole records,

Whitsett wasn't doing drugs.

As of the last one three weeks ago,

he tested negative 25 times.

So how come his hair sample tested positive

for chronic drug use?

Here's another question for you...

does it strike anyone else as odd that all three hairs

are 1.5 inches in length?

That's the sample size the crime lab uses.

I knew this case was trouble. I told you.

Wait a second. So you're saying that...

I'm saying that they're Whitsett's hairs,

but they had to have come from police evidence

in a prior case.

And the last time that Whitsett was busted was...

six months ago, arresting officer...

Charlie Meeks.

No way. You seriously think that

Charlie is framing Whitsett for his partner's murder?

I think someone is,

and the police are about to bust down Whitsett's door.

If one of them's behind this, what do you think

the chances are that Whitsett's gonna survive?

All right. Let's go.

Baker.

Have you got Whitsett yet?

They're about to take him down now.

- Call it off. - What?

He's being framed. Call it off.

What's going on?

Peter says call of the bust.

We can't call it off.

They're about to take the door right now.

Whitsett's being framed by a cop.

Meeks.

Where is Meeks?

You're a dead man.

Put the gun down! Put the gun down right now!

He killed my partner!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- Shut up! - Come on! Come on, Meeks!

- I didn't do anything! - Shut up!

Come on, Meeks. Put it down, Meeks.

You're not walking away from this.

- Somebody get this guy off of me! - Stand down!

No! This piece of trash killed Eddie.

We don't want to lose another cop over this!

- Put the gun down! - Don't shoot. Please.

Got a gun. Same caliber.

That's not my gun!

- Shut up! - Please don't shoot. Please.

Detective Meeks, we will take you out.

I appreciate that you're upset.

Upset?

We're lucky no one got shot.

And where the hell do you get off

interrupting a tactical operation?

Hi. My idea.

Our evidence was compelling, and as I understand it,

your tactical operation went to hell

when Meeks decided to play cowboy.

I put Meeks on leave.

But as for your compelling evidence...

every hair 1.5 inches automatically came from our lab?

I don't think so.

The hair tested positive for cocaine.

And yet your own parole reports

have Whitsett clean as of three weeks ago.

He could've gotten a haircut six months ago,

and the night of the murder, put on the same hat or jacket.

Whatever.

Nothing you have said exonerates this jerk.

Fresh sample might.

Mr. Whitsett, I would not want to be you right now.

The police think you killed an undercover cop.

Someone's setting me up. I didn't kill anybody.

Your hair was found on the body,

and it tested positive for cocaine.

That can't be. I... I haven't done drugs since I got busted.

Meeks... that son of a bitch.

He feels the same way about you.

He... he's trying to frame me. I didn't kill no cop.

Then give me a hair sample.

Lady, you can take as many as you want.

Thank you. That'll do it.

So, Bud...

when am I gonna meet the wife?

I'm sorry?

Jeannie.

Bring her by the office tomorrow.

Why? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?

Nothing's wrong. I just want to meet her.

What do you got?

Hey, you remember that black foreign material

we found in the knuckle laceration?

It's gold.

What is gold doing in a knuckle wound?

Could be gold used in restorative dentistry.

Wait, he hit a dentist?

No, fool. He hit somebody in the mouth with a loose filling.

If there's native tooth in that sample,

we can get D.N.A.

Ed didn't fight off his attacker.

Well, then who'd he fight?

His partner.

You really think this is the right place

to get your head on straight?

I'm on leave.

No weapon, no danger to anyone.

Well, until you start swinging, like...

like Eddie swung at you recently.

Ahh.

How the hell'd you know about that?

Do you remember that filling

that I knocked out of your fat head

the first month working together?

We found a fragment of gold filling

embedded in Eddie's knuckle.

If they get any D.N.A. back that matches you,

congratulations, you're our prime suspect.

I wondered what happened to it.

Any chance I can get it back?

I will knock you out myself if you don't start talking.

Exactly,

'cause that's what partners do.

Oh, come on.

They knock sense into each other when they need it.

That's what I was trying to do.

Or is that what Eddie was doing, knocking some sense into you?

I mean, you've always been a hard charger, Charlie.

Are you into something over your head or what?

You really think I had something to do with this?

Eddie was supposed to check in with me

every couple of weeks.

He started blowing off meetings,

and I was scared for him.

I mean, he was really

burning the candle at both ends.

Thought he was taking too many risks

getting in with these people,

but he swore he was on to something.

And he wouldn't tell you what.

Yeah, well...

we were supposed to meet, but...

he got shot in the head.

Wait a second. Y... you were in the area last night?

I was waiting in my car about 5 miles away.

With no alibi for the shooting?

Well, how about my word?

Or does that not count with you anymore?

Ethan tied the gold filling fragment to Meeks.

But since you already know that,

I'm just wondering why I didn't hear about it from you.

I wanted to talk to my partner first.

I'm your partner.

He's your ex-partner.

And his partner is lying in a refrigerated drawer.

- Charlie didn't kill him. - Why?

Because he says so?

I spent six years putting my life in his hands

on a daily basis,

so, yeah, because he says so.

- I know he didn't do it, Megan. - No, you don't.

Get your emotions out of this.

If you go after Meeks, I can't be with you on this one.

Okay? I'm sorry.

It's not about divided loyalties.

You work for me.

Not on this one.

I've noticed you have a knack

for rubbing people the wrong way.

And I've noticed that you

have got something wrong with your department.

The gun is a match. I will give you that.

But don't you think it's odd that the only evidence

that wasn't planted on Eddie's body

was the gold filling from his knuckle,

and that belongs to Meeks?

So now Meeks planted the gun too?

You said it yourself,

someone's extorting the docklands,

somebody that you can't ID or get close to.

And you think it's Meeks?

Well, I've know the man for 15 years.

And he's many things,

but a dirty cop isn't one of 'em.

Okay, fine. Let me prove his story.

Let me examine the murder weapon.

Well, you were copied on the crime lab report,

weren't you?

Oh.

I am asking you to take the tiniest leap of imagination,

and all you want to do is pin it on Whitsett.

Hmm. I'm beginning to wonder why.

Well, I'm beginning to wonder what that guy said

when you were running your fingers through his hair

that's making you want to stick your neck out for him.

I didn't say he was a good guy.

I just said that you do not have enough.

Well, I don't agree, and neither does the D.A.

Whitsett's being arraigned as we speak.

Fine.

Then I am recommending mandatory drug tests

for the entire department.

What drug test?

This is a drug-related case.

An undercover officer posing as a drug dealer was murdered.

Police evidence from a prior drug bust

was planted to frame a suspect.

First a cop killer, now a dirty cop?

So everyone of your people agrees to be tested

It's making me nervous.

Nervous?

or Internal Affairs will make them.

You know, trying walking a urine sample

the size of a big gulp down to the toxicology lab,

Hmm.

then we'll talk nervous.

Anything on the piece of latex from the gun?

Please tell me you did not just threaten

We found D.N.A., but it was heavily degraded,

an entire homicide squad with mandatory drug testing.

They wouldn't let me see the murder weapon.

and only a partial profile,

so we can't match it exactly to Meeks.

I thought that we find data and then draw conclusions.

You just alienated

the only people who could make that happen.

What he meant was, there is no way to exclude Meeks

Come on.

unless he does something I'm not asking him to do.

What is that?

You don't think Internal Affairs will take our side?

Give us a blood sample

so we could run a full, fresh D.N.A. profile.

We don't have a side.

If you have to have the gun, you send Peter.

Please.

I'm sure his standing over there

I don't understand how this helps.

Detective Meeks,

is a lot better than yours at the moment.

if you unraveled the double helix ladder,

Peter and I are not...

it would stretch from here to the moon and back

quite seeing eye-to-eye on this one.

over 300 times.

However, the D.N.A. that we found in the gun box

Peter.

Do I understand correctly,

has just a few rungs.

We need the whole ladder to find a match.

Well, are those few rungs of D.N.A.

you're refusing to work this case?

you found in the box

Would you do an autopsy on a friend?

unique enough to match only one person?

I'd prefer not to.

That is a very astute question.

And the short answer is, yes.

Well, that's what you're asking me to do to Meeks.

And if there were evidence proving that he was innocent,

Peter.

would you go after it?

Trust me.

Of course.

Okay.

Come on. Let's do it.

Good. Then go get the murder weapon

from the police so we can test it.

So let me get this straight.

You trust him, but you don't trust me?

Test it to prove what...

When that test comes back negative,

that Meeks planted it?

what are you gonna say?

That I followed the evidence where it led me,

Peter, I'm not asking.

with no apology.

You're either on our team or you're not.

Where's that gotten you? Nowhere.

All we're doing is ruling people out.

At least I'm still trying.

And frankly, I'm okay with whichever choice you make,

Oh, okay, Megan, maybe I deserve that,

but it's a big city, and whoever this guy is,

but you're gonna make it, now.

we're not gonna get him through a process of elimination.

Dr. Megan Hunt,

this is my wife... Jeannie Morris.

Bud.

Thank you so much

I have heard so much about you.

for the collective urine sample from the precinct.

Oh, really?

Don't worry. I've known Buddy long enough to know

Yours was particularly potent.

I had nothing to do with that.

who he likes and who he doesn't,

I thought it was a sick joke and I told 'em so.

even though he complains about both.

Right.

- I'm standing right here. - Well, it is very nice to finally meet you.

I just came by to thank you for talking to Jeannie.

Please. Sit.

There's more?

The doctor says she does have gestational diabetes,

and that it's manageable with diet.

Oh, relax.

Oh, she'll be fine. She just needs a little T.L.C.

We'll talk about you another time, Bud.

Yeah, well...

Jeannie, if it's all right with you,

I owe you.

I would like to give you a spot test

There is something you can do for me.

for your blood sugar level.

You're not gonna like it.

Uh, sure. Why?

You wanted to see me?

Close the door.

Well, Bud has mentioned some of the difficulties

I just want to know where your head is.

that you've been having,

I brought you the gun like you asked.

And?

and I'm sure you're being monitored

Sometimes I want to strangle Megan.

I know the feeling. Believe me.

by your own doctor.

But...

But I have never once doubted her commitment to this job.

have you been tested for gestational diabetes yet?

And I hope I never doubt yours again.

Um, it's scheduled for my next visit.

Put pressure on that.

Whitsett... I don't care what the damn M.E. says,

you gotta...

Well, I didn't want to alarm Bud

Yeah.

Hey, speaking of.

or you unnecessarily...

What's going on?

but your level is high.

Did the test come back?

I'm cleared, right?

So... you need to make that next visit tomorrow.

Review this later.

Charlie Meeks, you're under arrest

for the murder of Eddie Castillo.

You have the right to remain silent.

Peter Dunlop.

Anything you say can and will be used against you...

A fool's errand is beneath you.

- You set me up. - ...in a court of law.

And not cooperating is beneath you, sir.

- What the hell are you doing? - You have the right to an attorney.

Lopez, back up. He had no choice.

This is crazy. I didn't kill Eddie!

Yeah. You know what I think?

He was my partner.

I think you shouldn't have left the force.

Do you understand these rights as I've presented it to you?

You ever think about coming back,

I didn't do it!

I can make that happen.

No, thanks.

I don't need to tell you the seriousness

She must be something special,

of the charges that Meeks is facing

this Dr. Hunt.

or the trouble it's gonna be for this department.

What I need from each of you is a statement

What do you mean?

describing Meeks' involvement in this case.

Well, you can't be there for the work.

If you have no knowledge of his involvement,

Staring at dead bodies all day isn't you.

I need you to write that down and sign your name.

Staring at her on the other hand...

If you were at the crime scene,

now that I can understand.

if you were at the raid at Quentin Whitsett's house,

What is it that you really want to ask me, captain?

or you engaged detective Meeks

You want his gun?

in a conversation about this case,

Tell me about Megan Hunt.

then you need to write that down

and sign your name.

As requested.

We'll do this one at a time in the interrogation room.

Thank you.

What the hell are you doing?

You couldn't at least give me a heads-up?

And you didn't have to send Kate.

It was your idea.

My idea? What, to arrest Charlie for murder?

I didn't.

- Peter. - What?

But now that I know,

Trust me.

I... wish you'd changed your mind yourself.

Check out the monitor.

You want to know who Charlie is?

Sure.

They're signing statements. So what?

Process of elimination.

We were investigating a gang murder.

We bust Meeks to sell the idea we need everyone's statements,

We went to interview the suspect's wife,

then bring 'em in, make 'em sign before the camera.

and the kids are out the front crying,

Well, what are you looking for?

and I say to her,

Beretta bite.

And you were right about Charlie.

"when was the last time you saw your husband?"

His D.N.A. did not match the fragment

And then from the garage comes this guy

from the gun.

with a 9-millimeter Glock.

But it's gotta belong to somebody.

And I take one in the shoulder, but Charlie, he just...

Signed, sealed, delivered.

I was just hoping it wasn't gonna be from one of us.

he stands there, toe-to-toe,

and he takes this guy out.

Uh, not so fast, detective.

What? It's all there, captain.

I have not changed my mind about anything.

You left out the part about killing Eddie Castillo.

Fire in the hole!

It's you, you son of a bitch. You're the dirty cop.

Ow!

You are a disgrace.

Ow!

Captain, come on. This is crazy.

You thought you were being so careful

Dr. Hunt, are you okay? What happened?

by wearing rubber gloves,

The gun bit me.

but when you planted Whitsett's hairs on Eddie's neck,

It's called Beretta bite.

If you're not familiar with how to handle it,

you left a trace of cornstarch.

the slide can give you a nasty cut.

And you failed to familiarize yourself with the gun

That's good. Maybe it bit our killer, too.

before you shot him in the head.

The crime lab went over this gun and found nothing.

That's how you got the mark on your hand.

I pinched it in a door.

I didn't see anything in that report

about an ultrasonic alcohol bath.

I don't think so.

Hey, and then maybe we could get our neutron phase analyzers

We have a D.N.A. fragment on the gun box.

A fragment?

to create a 3-d hologram of the actual event. I mean...

You can always give us a full sample if you like.

Forgive him. Three double espressos.

Caffeine calms me.

I don't think so.

You know what really bugs me?

It's not working.

Guys who don't clean up after themselves in the break room,

leaving unwashed glasses with their D.N.A. on it

The ultrasound would lift any residual

still lying around.

biological material from the weapon, including yours.

I'll bet you you're sorry you stole my wife's O.J. now, right?

Good evening, doctors.

Sorry for the interruption,

Get him outta here.

but here's a little gift from the boys in blue.

Lopez, man, what's going on?

Hey, Jeannie.

In the spirit of cooperation, we pooled our urine samples.

So this is dinner?

Oh, my God.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't... don't...

don't cry.

Congratulations...

No, I... I...

I love beans.

pissing off an entire law enforcement agency.

I just love 'em.

We'll let you get back to work now.

Don't worry about it.

First the genetic counselors scare you to death

Think I'll let you handle this one.

with all the things that could go wrong with the baby,

Departments at war? Somebody's going down.

and now there's something wrong with me.

How's Ethan doing?

Well, he won't be welcome back to the lab for a while.

I am stressed out.

I'm practically useless at work.

That bottle had a whole witch's brew

And now I get to spend

of caffeine, mood elevators, and antidepressants,

the next four months praying to God

but no illegal drugs.

I don't deliver prematurely.

There's nothing from the alcohol bath either,

This is supposed to be, like, this fresh start for us,

except for my own blood and epithelials.

I was thinking about that.

and instead, it's...

it's nine horrifying months of dodging bullets,

The lab report says the gun was boxed at the scene.

and I don't want to put this on you, but...

But you're going to, so...

And ballistics would return the gun to the same box

to maintain chain of custody.

Every day you walk out of that door...

So the box is...

I am waiting

for the same phone call

Is also evidence.

that Eddie Castillo's wife got.

Uh, relax, superwoman.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Sometimes, you know, I wondered,

how well I knew the real Eddie when...

I already beat you to it.

he was so good at pretending to be someone else.

But then I'd catch a look,

Please tell me you found something in that box.

see him smile, watch him sleep, and...

A minute piece of latex.

Uh, it must have gotten caught in the slide of the gun.

and I'd feel his essence, but...

We're running it now for biologicals.

I don't feel anything now.

This is pretty damn good, Curtis.

He really is dead.

Who's your daddy?

There is a poet named...

Thomas Campbell

I... I don't get it.

who said...

"To live in hearts we leave behind"

Did somebody bail me out?

"is not to die."

Here's your anniversary present.

Unexpectedly, the charges were dropped.

I'm gonna miss you so much.

So I'm free to go.

Thank you for believing in me.

Yeah.

Always.

But there's something you should know before you leave.

Be seeing you around.

Yeah.

Johnny wasn't who you thought he was.

You and Meeks were pretty tight.

His real name was Eddie Castillo.

Well, that's what happens

when you're in the trenches together.

He was an undercover cop.

Are we...

in the trenches together?

A cop?

Well, it, uh...

I don't believe it.

sure as hell feels like it, huh?

So are we partners again?

He was lying to me the whole time.

We were never not partners, Megan.

I think we just needed to...

Not about everything.

go a round or two.

This is the number you were looking for.

Yeah.

Exactly.

Eddie had it on him when he died.

Oh, uh, by the way,

I think the captain has a thing for you.

The name is Ray Jones.

What?

Well, how else do you think that I got the gun?

He heard your demo tape. He liked it.

He's expecting your phone call if you can get clean.

What did you say to him?

I... I just told him that

you are totally available.

These people might be able to help.

Oh, my God. Seriously?

Oh!

You're a rat fink!

Johnny...

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he should be here for this.

I'll never get to tell him thank you.

Actually...

you can if you want to.