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Morning.

Morning.

What time is it?

6:30.

How are you doing?

Okay. How are you doing?

Good. I'm good.

Um, look, Diane,

if I pushed you into anything --

I'm a big girl, Danny.

I didn't do anything I didn't want to do.

Well, I sure as hell enjoyed myself.

It might be good

if we don't let anyone know.

No, I wouldn't.

I mean, the job and all.

I understand.

Diane, as close as we've got,

I wouldn't want anything to come between that.

Me, either.

Not saying I feel bad about it,

but maybe it's a one-time only,

being that things are so complicated.

If you think we can do that.

Absolutely.

You hungry? Get some breakfast?

No, I'll just jump in the shower maybe.

Sure.

You go first.

Get a good look.

Waiting 20 minutes --

they must teach you that in med school.

I'm sure she's doing something meaningful.

They said they'd have an answer this morning.

Don't they have no compassion?

Big book teaches US we're not the center of the universe.

I know. I got problems being grandiose.

Sorry I'm late. I had an emergency.

It's good news.

-

Theo's red count is nearly normal.

Nearly?

It's within normal range.

That means the red cells his body is manufacturing

are reaching maturity.

So he's okay?

His leukocytes are a little high compared with his lymphocytes,

but that just suggests some residual infection.

But no cancer? No cancer.

It's a miracle.

It's what brings me back in here every day.

Go home. Be a family.

Bring him back in six months to be safe.

I have to go.

I -- thanks.

I really appreciate what you've done.

Aunt Katie, what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong, honey. I'm just happy.

Nothing's wrong, buddy. You're not sick.

No more shots.

No more shots.

Done with shots.

Morning, Andy.

Yeah, morning.

Spilled coffee on my slacks in a hurry off the radio run.

Good morning, officers.

And a good morning to you, sir.

You're in a good mood.

That's because I just come from the hospital

where Theo's blood test was normal.

"Normal" normal? Within normal range.

Andy, that's fantastic.

At least you got coffee.

The best I did is tap water mouthed up under the faucet.

Here's the first cop on the scene.

What's up, north?

Another dead cabby -- gunshot to the head.

Jogger over there comes up to the cab,

sees the driver lying there croaked.

What's that, north, some kind of frog reference?

Finds the cabby dead, Andy. Quit breaking my balls.

Hey, I'm just kidding. You got to lighten up, pal.

So, probably went down last night.

Perp has him drive him here and then he shoots him.

Yeah, that must have been when he got croaked.

It's a dangerous occupation driving a hack.

And me thinking of doing that when I retire.

One behind his ear -- the usual for cabbies.

Rigor mortis started.

He's dead three, four hours probably.

Big hole -- I figure a large-caliber bullet.

No money.

Let's get him out of there

as soon as crime scene's finished up.

I'll get him to the morgue.

You know, it's beautiful down here by the river.

Danny.

Hi.

Hey. How's it going?

Hey. I was downstairs turning in some stuff,

and I saw you come in.

We caught a homicide -- cab driver.

So, are we still on for tonight?

I'm making dinner at your place?

Sure. Hell yeah.

Okay. See you later.

Check this out.

Now, what the hell is this?

Looks like a brokerage firm.

I think it's about your cab driver homicide.

Hey, you got your ears lowered.

Sipowicz and Sorenson were working the homicide

this morning.

The taxi and limousine commission's

putting up 100 grand --

information leading to the arrest and conviction

of anyone killing a cab driver off the recent pattern.

We're assuming cops are ineligible.

Bureau head captain bass put together a task force --

cabby got shot last week midtown south.

Perp used a .357 tied to six other incidents.

What kind of incidents?

This one gun is linked

to a convenience store stickup and a drive-by.

Midtown south cabby's lucky he's still breathing.

That one just now, that could have been a .357.

We got ballistics standing by

waiting on a bullet from the morgue.

We should find out quick if there's a match.

Bottom line worries, we got a wack job.

Wack job with a grudge against cab drivers.

We've been on this weeks, detective --

homicide squad, robbery, intelligence.

It's your case.

No one's looking to jump your play.

We're just hoping to share information.

Absolutely.

I got my top-level people, my best interrogators.

John. Our paa will get you situated.

Everybody's okay with this?

Anything we can do, captain.

Over here, please.

Hey, guys.

You okay, Andy?

I'm fine. Why, don't I seem okay?

Well, you don't seem quite yourself.

Then who would I be?

I mean, if I'm not myself, I must be somebody.

Theo's blood test was normal.

Hey, that is great, Andy.

Thanks.

Look, I wouldn't worry about this task force thing.

Um, cab driver shot off a serial killer --

this is high profile, so you --

any major interviews, they get run by US.

How about we go get caught up on them other incidents?

Yeah, okay.

See maybe did they miss something at midtown south.

Okay, fine.

Yeah, let's go and talk to these top-level people,

let them explain how it's done to US poor working slobs.

How about you, Danny? Are you okay?

Um, Diane and me, we got to locate

this girlfriend of denby's -- Lauren --

before I. A. B. Moves on US.

You figure medavoy gave away the store?

Nah, Greg's tougher than he looks.

Martenz more or less told him and Cohen

we don't find this girl to confirm our version,

we might as well hand in our badges.

Listen, nothing bad is going to happen.

You know this?

I do.

I'll get US caught up by the experts?

Okay, Andy.

Andy told me about Theo. That's great news.

Yeah, definitely.

How's it going with you?

Good. How's it going with you?

Good.

Me and Andy get to play Patty cake now

with captain bass and his task force.

I, I talked to denby's dispatch.

He's got a 2:00 p. M. Pickup on 2nd Avenue at 6th.

I left word I'd meet him there.

So that would be me meeting him there.

I go, it's just him playing games.

I'll meet him.

I'll get that girl's number, then she can confirm

that they had Jill's boy hostage.

Detective Russell...

This call came for you.

What's this now?

This, jerk ray de salvo.

He's doing time at rikers -- grew up with Bobby.

What's he want?

Wants me to come see him

as a favor to Bobby's memory.

That cabby got shot midtown south,

he's downstairs -- first day back.

He didn't want to come all the way

into the station house,

but I charmed him into it.

Diane, she got some message from a guy -- ray de salvo?

De salvo?

Wasn't it him that, shot Bobby at I. A. B.?

Wants me to come see him at rikers.

This half-ass lowlife.

He gets himself into a jackpot,

asked Bobby to help him,

and then he shops him to I. A. B. For helping.

No kidding.

De salvo's out at rikers

and Don kirkendall's out at rikers.

This could absolutely be

de salvo running another number

with the rat squad.

I got to see denby at 2:00.

I could swing by rikers first.

You -- you be careful with this guy.

You need me in on that cabby?

No, you go do what you have to.

Yeah, good. I'm going to do that.

I'll be on the air.

Sure.

That is -- that's great about Theo, Andy.

We're so happy for you.

Thanks.

Joe Rodriguez. I'm looking for detective sipowicz.

Hey, ho, Baldwin,

want to sit in with me on this?

Sure.

Being we're like a couple of orphans

with your partner that's tied up in court

and mine's off on some secret mission.

Get you a beverage?

It's guaranteed the stalest coffee

in the five boroughs.

No, thanks. I'm on shift.

Had to give up

a back and forth to jfk for this.

Is that where you got shot?

Could we do this?

I already talked to detectives.

This other cabby shot last night --

ballistics matched the bullet to one they dug out of you.

Cabbies are getting shot left and right.

Why don't you talk to that dude?

Kind of tight-lipped, rigor mortis and all.

Took one to the back of the head.

Guess I got good luck.

Yeah, you must live right.

Our leads we got go nowhere, Joe.

You're our only live one, so anything you remember

might stop another cabby getting shot.

I picked up two black guys,

both half in the bag outside elmo's bar,

corner of 9th Avenue and 48th.

They jump in, say take them to the moon room.

I don't know the place.

They say pull over. One's got out a piece.

Did you resist?

I gave them the money.

Fat one booked

before the other one even took it.

The one with the money busts one in my arm.

You describe him?

My age.

The one was obese is not like big pun obese,

just say, like, 300 pounds.

What's big pun?

Big punisher, man.

Rap dude so fat he couldn't leave his house.

Died of his heart stopped.

What about the other one?

Long and skinny in black leather pork pie hat.

I overheard fatty ask him after he shot me

why he do it.

He called him Benny.

This, Benny that shot you

even though you were being cooperative,

is he, like, maybe crazy or something?

Crazy or high.

Say, why don't you go bring these guys in?

Yeah, why didn't we think of that?

Can I go back to work now?

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Yeah.

That's a real asshole.

Now, now.

You elmo?

Says so on the sign.

Like that music.

My man got taste.

How's about two shots on me for New York's finest?

How about we stick with the program, elmo?

You answer our questions

and save the grease for someone else.

Grease? Man, that's a sincere offer.

So, elmo, this cabby got shot last week,

he says he picked up two guys outside of your bar,

both of them half in the bag --

describing any two out of dozens of guys

coming through here on a daily basis --

allowing US to finish our thought,

these two were black. One of them's fat,

runs with a tall skinny guy in a black leather hat --

name might be Benny. That ring any bells?

Benny -- right, like them other detectives said.

It don't ring a bell.

That's all you got for New York's finest,

cheap house drinks and a hand job?

See, I don't think

you're trying hard enough there, elmo.

How about we do a shake test

on one of them bottles up there,

see if it's got those little dead bugs

that show it's been refilled maybe nine times?

Why don't you hand my partner

that one that says it's chivas regal?

I got my mind set for replay, detective,

but it don't ring any bells.

Now you're welcome to hang out,

see if anyone comes by fits the parameters.

If we find out you're holding back,

I'm personally coming to kick your ass.

He like this with everyone?

You know how some guys are.

Trying to get him into a program

for aggression avoidance.

Yeah, I'll give you a yell when I'm finished.

I don't know you.

I'm Danny Sorenson. I'm a detective at the 15th.

Right, you're sipowicz's new partner.

So how do you know that?

Relax, man. It's not like I'm wearing a wire.

Want to check?

15th is where my pal Bobby Simone worked,

god rest his soul.

I was expecting Bobby's wife.

Detective Russell, she's still upset.

She doesn't want to open that door.

Me and Bobby -- comes at me, too,

being upset he's gone.

Me and him grew up together.

What do you want?

If Bobby were still with US, he could tell you.

I'm here on a bad rap.

He would?

That bar I worked in,

I wasn't aware it was a mob thing.

De salvo, you know, you want to chat,

maybe you should call Don imus.

Danny, right?

Call me ray.

I need help. I'm going stir crazy in here.

So you're looking to get some play.

You know, there's this asshole in here

spraying crap on your squad --

Don kirkendall.

He's looking at some kind of deal

in exchange for bringing you down.

So?

So I figured you're taking some heat,

you could use some help. You guys are right guys.

Maybe something good come out of this for everyone.

Meaning what, ray?

I bring this up on a possibility like that.

Not like anybody's ever going to know where it came from,

but something could befall this guy,

accident-wise or so forth.

Forget it, ray.

I thought we were talking about you wanting help

getting time off your stretch.

We were. Does that mean you'll help?

I'd have to look into it.

Here's my card.

Anything I could do to help, Danny,

I'm there.

On the gate.

John: Here you go.

All right. Thanks, John.

Lieutenant, I wish they could solve this homicide

so you could get your office back.

Yeah.

Detectives.

What?

Why's he looking like some sick giraffe?

The fellow in the coffee room with detective Russell

says he's got information on your case.

I thought you guys would want to talk to him first.

That's real devious, John.

Thank you.

Good work there, John.

This is, Freddy.

Says he's got information relevant

to a cab driver shooting.

He didn't tell you what?

No, he's pretty closed-mouthed.

What's up, Freddy, you didn't tell

detective Russell what you know?

I'm all about the reward money.

Just want to make for certain

I'm talking with the right people.

Have you got information?

You got to do with the reward?

The reward is based on information

leads to arrest and conviction.

Got to eat, man.

How about some kind of advance?

Let's see what you got to offer.

Freddy, if we can't trust each other,

where does that leave US?

Last week brother wears a leather hat

and his fat-ass drinking buddy

next seat at the bar.

They's bragging on to the bartender

how they capped some cabby.

What's the bar?

My usual -- elmo's.

Elmo's?

You bet.

Seemed like they and elmo was tight.

You know, elmo is a broker.

He rents guns.

These two clowns was talking about getting another piece,

taking off a liquor store.

There's your advance.

All right.

This mean I got a shot at the big prize?

Man's got a right to hope.

Write your name and a contact number.

Elmo's day just took one ugly turn.

Yeah, he's a real beauty.

Don't ring a bell? I'm going to ring his bell.

Hey, hey, Baldwin, you got to calm down.

You know, learn to roll with the punches.

Is that so?

Yeah, take it from me, pal.

Detective Russell couldn't make it.

So she picked you.

Yeah, she asked me to come see you.

One of my customary stops here.

You'd be surprised. During the holidays,

this is a mecca of industrial communion.

I'm assuming just a stopgap for you,

waiting on your trial.

It's surprisingly satisfying completing a simple task.

I try not to think about the future.

Can we just get to the point?

A quality I admire in others.

Sadly, one of my own shortcomings,

which I'll never write in my personal inventory.

You told detective Russell

you were going to try to get in touch

with this Lauren who was watching

Jill kirkendall's little boy frank.

Lauren, right.

Here's my pitch, denby. We got cops in trouble

for something they didn't do.

You're a cop. You were a cop.

I should do the right thing.

The problem is I'm not sure I can help you.

I couldn't tell this to detective Russell,

but Lauren happened to walk in on me.

I was throwing a hump into her twin sister Wendy.

I swear it was mistaken identity --

the sister deceiving me,

me too high to know the difference.

Identical twins?

My mistake was probably taking the situation

as an opportunity to invite her to participate

as opposed to claiming outrage at the deceit.

You figured, what the hell?

I am, however, on better terms

with the sister.

A simple solution might be use her,

say it's the real girl.

No one would ever know the difference.

Or how about we just stick to the truth?

That's another way to go.

An address on Wendy and phone number.

I don't know where Lauren is.

Thanks.

Send my deepest apologies to detective Russell

if I misinterpreted her motives

or I was too forward. She's been agreeable

to my negotiations in the past.

What does that mean?

I'm sorry. I shouldn't kiss and tell.

Once more, elmo.

Tall skinny guy in a black leather cap

named Benny and his porky buddy.

That still don't ring a bell?

No, I don't know no one called Benny.

You know about a .357 that these guys used

to shoot a cabby last week?

You must have thought I was kidding back there, elmo.

Holding out you're a candidate for a beating.

Come on, man. Get him off me.

I'm not hearing nothing that's going to get me off you.

We know where those boys got that .357.

Man, I can't say nothing about that.

It would be wrong.

Wrong? What, it's like,

privileged communication, a gun dealer and his client?

Wrong, like it's the people's right bearing arms.

Whoa. So we're talking about the second amendment.

Big world out there, right, elmo?

Folks like Benny got a record.

They can't just stroll into some gun shop

and come out with a shiny new glock.

No, sir.

So you perform a public service.

How about we reel this back in to where Benny got that .357?

My man's name is Lenny,

and he did rent that .357 off me.

We already knew that, elmo.

I rent them.

What people do with them after,

I got no idea.

No, no, that's not elmo's problem.

You rent a car. Look, you don't know

that someone decides to drive it off some cliff.

Well, I'm in the rental business, too.

You're an entrepreneur.

That's it.

And that's how come we know you take a cut

out of any money gets taken in with your guns

by those poor felons that run afoul of the system.

And for which we're going to lock you up

unless you start helping US now.

Lenny, elmo -- write where we could find him.

Can I go now?

No, I think maybe you want to stick around,

see how it comes out.

Call US mistrustful,

and after you've proved to be so trustworthy.

Got to be the next building.

Yo, what's up?

Lenny.

Lenny, Lenny, hey, hey, hey. What's your hurry, pal?

Your legs are moving faster than your brain.

What's this about, man?

Damn, I just came from jail.

You just come from jail? Just left.

Got popped jumping a turnstile trying to get uptown.

When was this?

Last night.

You were in jail last night?

That's what I just said.

Come on.

You okay?

I'm all right.

-Yes.

Yes.

No, I'd be happy to.

He'll get the message.

Denby, he couldn't locate that girl Lauren.

Being she hates his guts?

Best he could do was an address and phone number

for her sister Wendy.

He also sent along an apology for yesterday.

Did you see de salvo?

Hey, Bobby wasn't friends with that guy?

I think when they were kids,

Bobby used to keep him from getting his ass kicked.

Then I could have used Bobby there today

because I wanted to kick his ass myself.

He offered to have Don whacked.

I mostly just listened.

Do you think it was I. A. B., see if we took the bait?

It's hard to say.

This guy, it could have been freelance.

I'll reach out to this Wendy,

see if she can put me onto her sister.

I wouldn't use denby as a reference.

Maybe I'll reach out based on mutual abuse.

We could start an "I hate Harry" club.

Hi.

We picked up this Lenny Shelton.

Minimum, he's who probably shot that cabby in midtown south.

I'd like to have my closer in on that interview.

Absolutely. We got Lenny in the pokey.

You want, your man can do the interview himself.

We could come in behind if he needs help.

Is that okay with you?

Let US know if you need US.

What's that about?

That is about...

How Lenny don't mean dick

except he is who shot the cabby in midtown south.

Who it's not is whoever whacked that cabby last night.

No. The key to that is this sleazy bartender

we got in interview three.

How do we know that?

We know it wasn't Lenny who pulled the trigger

on that .357 last night because he was in the system.

No, Lenny only rented that gun from this elmo

that don't know the '70s are over,

and he has been lying to US

either directly or by omission all day.

Detective Sorenson,

former a. D. A. Cohen returning your call.

We got this.

You find Lenny?

We found him.

Nothing personal, elmo.

What was that for?

Just doing my job, you know, you giving US information

in drips and drabs like you been,

lying by omission.

You asked who I rented that gun to

who shot that cabby, I gave you Lenny.

Elmo, I'm having a great day.

Please don't mess it up.

You know the saying, "fool me once"?

Who did you rent that gun to last, elmo?

Last chance.

A little jail time will do wonders widening up

that big world view of yours even more.

No, man, I can't be going to no jail.

What about my bar? I got no one to watch it.

We'll padlock it.

You can open it back up in three to five.

Five days?

Check elmo, Mr. Positive thinking.

Three to five years, nitwit.

Okay, listen...

I didn't want to cross this wack job.

His name is Hector,

one of them butt-crazy Nicaragua contra cats

trained for combat.

I rented him that .357 yesterday.

Where are we going to find this Hector?

He's supposed to bring it back by the bar in an hour.

Tell you what, elmo.

Being you've been so damn cooperative,

we're going to offer you the opportunity

to help yourself.

Help myself?

I don't like the sound of that.

Wait all day in court to testify

and never get called

and then yesterday at I. A. B.

You probably forgot you even had a partner.

You're kind of unforgettable, Greg.

Elmo, say hi to captain bass out in the Van.

Yo, captain, I'd just like to say

this is most very irresponsible.

So this Hector, is he usually early or late?

Man, I hardly know the cat.

Time before, he was punctual.

Just might piss my pants before it's done.

Yo, Hector.

What's up, man?

Get you a drink?

What, you think I'm some kind of homo?

Maybe he likes blonds?

I just don't feel like chatting is all.

So what can I get for you, man?

Gin.

You got something for me?

Keep my deposit.

I'm going to need it another day.

Freeze!

Get down! You, get down!

Get down!

What?

Elmo: Damn!

Greg, get an ambulance for this guy.

We get anyone shot?

Yeah, we got one perp down.

Let's get crime scene

and the shooting team down here.

15th squad to central, have an ambulance respond

to elmo's bar.

You okay, Andy?

Absolutely.

You Lauren sky?

Why? What do you want?

Man.

No, no.

Why are you hassling me?

I talked with your sister. She gave me your address.

I'm not here to hassle you.

Then why are you here?

Jill kirkendall was my partner.

That was her son you were watching upstate

in canandaigua.

What? Jill who?

Jill kirkendall.

That was her scumbag ex-husband Don

in business with Harry denby --

bleached hair, big teeth.

Denby? Screw him. You friends with denby?

Yeah, screw denby. I'm not a friend of his.

Because if he's banging you, let me tell you --

you want to get back at denby?

I need you to tell some people what was going on upstate.

What people, cops?

No one's looking to jam you up.

Sure, I heard that one.

I need you to tell these people how denby and Don

were keeping my partner's son in that house

and how they told her they'd kill him

if she didn't help them get away.

And what if I don't?

Then I take you in as a material witness,

meantime check for outstanding warrants,

and while you spend the night in jail,

we toss your place.

You don't have to do that.

So, about my partner's son.

I remember something about a kid in the house.

Did you say it was a boy?

Frank, about 11.

Ring any bells?

My memory's not so good,

but I could say anything you want

for 100 bucks.

And you don't remember them calling you up

telling you not to let that boy go

until they said it was okay?

That's what you want me to say, I'll say that.

Look, do you remember or not?

Harry brought up some amazing stuff.

I was so loaded that week.

The whole thing's a blur.

Hey, Katie, it's me, yeah.

Can I say hi to him?

Hey, hey, squirt, how are you feeling?

Yeah? How was school?

Well, daddy will see you real soon. Yeah.

We can read our chapter book.

And I was complaining

about how boring squad work is.

That was enough excitement for a year.

Yeah, okay, bye-bye.

Hey.

Hey, good thing that guy missed.

I kind of like you like this.

Ballistics matched that .357 with your case.

Yeah, I figured that.

We're going to move back down

to the borough with this thing.

I guess that breaks your heart.

No, it's been fun having you.

Good night.

Good night, boss.

Thanks for the use of your office.

Sure.

Cohen.

The girl, that's a dead end.

You talked to her?

She was so stoned,

she hardly remembers being upstate.

She vaguely remembers frank being there,

but she couldn't say one way or the other

if they were keeping him.

Look, d. A. Has enough to throw at the grand jury,

figure let the court sort it out.

So we get indicted.

We've got to hope it doesn't come to that.

We'd never get convicted. Have we got a case? Sure --

cops' credibility against a scumbag like Don,

but you never know about a jury.

Maybe three years ago it would have been a slam dunk,

but after central park --

even if we do get an acquittal,

there's profound career damage

plus the departmental trial.

And this is what I. A. B. Wants?

It could be out of their hands.

Look, you need something

to prove your story's right and Don's is wrong.

Unbelievable.

Hey, I'm really happy for you, Andy.

It's going to be all right, Danny.

That was real good, Mary.

You always make a good meal.

Yeah, thanks.

Sorry I seem preoccupied.

Guess you got a lot on your mind.

How's it going with I. A. B.?

Mary, you don't want to get too involved.

They could come looking to talk to you,

and you'd want to be honest

saying you don't know nothing about all that.

I'm not snitching for the rat squad, Danny.

I'm just trying to be a part of your life.

I know.

I appreciate that.

I mean, if we can't be in each other's lives --

what's that?

911 from rikers.

It's this ray de salvo I saw before.

Listen, Mary, I got to go check this out.

Now? 8:00?

Look, I got to go deal with this. I'm sorry.

When are you coming back?

I don't know.

You might want to go home,

whatever you want.

So, Don kirkendall is dead.

Ding-dong.

Yeah?

It should make you happier than you look.

What's this about, de salvo?

What's it about?

It's about our little conversation from before.

It's about how I done my part.

You did what part?

I took care of him.

You took care of him how?

Hey...

I can't say more than that.

You're damn right you can't

because Don kirkendall got shanked in the shower

by those Colombians he ripped off.

You didn't have dick to do with it.

Who's your news service, you're so sure?

I came here passing a whole gauntlet

of corrections officers, you prick.

You don't think I heard what went down?

Probably you called Diane to start with

after hearing the Colombians were planning a move on Don,

and you thought you'd get out in front of it.

Careful calling me a prick, Danny,

because you and me, we talked before,

and I'm prepared to tell those internal affairs guys

all about it.

How about I taped

our little conversation before with this

like I've been taping our conversation now,

you weasely little scumbag.

You think we're stupid?

After you ran that I.A.B. Number on Bobby Simone,

we wouldn't figure you to try it again?

No, Danny, you got that wrong.

Bobby Simone was my friend.

I wouldn't be holding out much hope

for you knocking time off your sentence, ray.

I'd be working to find more ways to pass the time.

Look, don't go like that.

On the gate.

Look, I was just running my mouth.

It all worked out, right?

Hi, Danny.

Don kirkendall's dead.

He got shanked in the shower.

I heard. Leo talked to martenz.

We're off the hook.

So it's no Don, it's no case.

Martenz says the books are closed.

Don's dead, case falls apart.

You know, this probably means

that denby gets a walk, too.

That is one dark cloud on a silver lining?

Yeah, talk about nine lives.

It's going to be tough on Jill.

Jill's better off with that jerk dead.

I guess that's right.

Am I keeping you from something?

I'd rather be here.

Then be here.

Daddy...

Shh.

Is it time to go to school?

No.

Then why did you wake me?

I just wanted to give you a hug.

Okay.

I love you, son.

I love you, too, daddy.

I'm tired now.

Go back to sleep.