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Andy.

How's it going, feely?

How's it going?

Danny Sorenson, Diane Russell, Tommy feely.

Me and him worked uniform back when they raced chariots.

Heads up security here.

Got a guest here who got raped,

beat up real bad.

All right, folks, come on. Keep it moving.

Sick bastards.

Diane: Mardi gras ball?

Yeah, it's supposed to be legit,

but it turns out it's these degenerate swinger types.

Plus, the promoter boned US.

You know, oversold it to double capacity.

Totally overwhelmed US.

Who's that? That's the victim's kid.

Her girlfriend is watching her.

Everything will be okay.

Hi.

Deborah Johansen, here on one of them

3-day "I love New York" packages.

Andy: Who's the guy? Her brother. He's local.

Danny: He call it in? Victim's girlfriend, about 10:45 p. M.

Her and the victim's daughter were on their way back

from "the lion king" when they discovered her.

Let's keep the little one out of here.

Hey, feely, how about getting a room

for the girlfriend and daughter till we're ready for them?

I can check, but we're booked to the gills.

Feely, find a room.

Pull up your security tapes.

You know, this could be the end for me, Andy.

I mean, this could be my job.

Couldn't be worse, feely?

I'm sorry. Don't listen to me.

I-I'm Roger Johansen -- Deborah's brother.

Detectives Sorenson, sipowicz, Russell.

She's got to go to the hospital,

or at least get out of this room.

Is she up for a couple questions first?

She said the guy was wearing a mask,

like a court Jester mask from this mardi gras ball

I guess they got going on.

I'll be real quick.

It was my idea -- her coming out and visiting.

I kept telling her how safe New York's been.

Danny: Hey, sarge.

You staying here, too?

No, I live over on second Avenue.

My place was too small, though.

Can we get uniforms at every exit

and snag up anybody in a court Jester outfit?

And maybe get some men started

going through the trash cans.

Was he white, black, latino?

I don't know -- the mask.

Could you tell by his hands?

He had gloves on. Where's my daughter?

We're putting her and your girlfriend

in another room.

The worst part was when I was tied to the bed

after he left,

knowing that my daughter would see me like that

and there was nothing I could do.

All right. We'll get you out of here.

Please don't let my daughter see me like this.

There's, like,

56 costume shops in Manhattan.

Call them when they open up,

see who sold or rented court Jester outfits,

if they paid with credit cards,

if they got security cameras.

That's what I was I was going to do, yeah.

So fancy has got that computer training course

the next few days.

Going to get the squad wired up.

Hey, even money Greg's addicted to chat rooms

within a week.

Hey, morning, Diane.

Morning. You guys get any sleep?

Couple of hours.

Another 10 or 15 years,

I'll get used to this detective chart.

Any word from the hospital?

Her and her brother are still there.

I talked to them a little while ago.

He thinks she'll be ready to come in

and give a statement in another hour or so.

Anything jump out?

Yeah, feely talked to his keystone kops security force,

found out that some asshole

dressed in a court Jester suit

was hitting on all the female guests down in the lobby.

They warned him first,

then told him to hit the bricks.

Feely's guys say there must have been

at least five of these Jester idiots prancing around.

Belmont hotel -- that's where your rape was?

Yeah, what about it?

D.O.A. in room 813.

You're sure it was the belmont hotel?

Just talked to the cop at the scene.

Maybe connected to the rape?

Going to have to talk your buddy feely off the roof.

Head of security's Tommy feely,

retired out of the 3-2.

When you see him, let him know I'm waiting

on those security tapes from last night.

The rape was in 407.

Let US know if they look connected.

Any semen from the rape kit?

Lab tests out for DNA and blood type.

I'm checking anything on court Jester suits

with the local costume shops...

When they open up, seeing as it wouldn't be

too fruitful calling now when they're closed.

Yeah.

You're feely?

Yeah.

Worst 24 hours of my life.

You got anything on this?

Housekeeper found him about 8:00 a. M.

Beat, choked -- pinky finger cut off.

This was a full-on brawl. No one heard nothing?

The couple next door heard some yelling

last night around midnight,

maybe a scream or two.

Pegged it for some kind of sex deal

off of that mardi gras disaster we had here last night.

Had a rape/assault, too.

Yeah, we heard.

You think they're connected?

We just got here.

Who's the room registered to?

John Williams -- paid in cash.

Gee, I wonder what the odds are

that being his real name?

Sipowicz is waiting on those security tapes.

Yeah, let me go check on those,

assuming I still got a job.

This is Mike sturtevant.

I've had prior contact with this bum. He's a pimp.

Cell phone in his pocket.

We have a future detective in our midst.

That's my goal, sir.

I found this under the coffee table.

Are you giving me the finger, officer?

So who went through his pockets?

That security guy.

He had them emptied out by the time I showed up.

Feely? He was on the job, right?

And he should know better.

Do you want me to run the cell phone numbers?

No, slow down there, tiger.

Absolutely.

It's all yours.

Brained him with the phone, it looks like,

and then strangled him off with the cord for dessert.

A white pimp?

Yeah, how about that, d.?

I can get you some coffee or something.

No, we're okay.

We really appreciate your coming in.

I just want to get this over with and get back home.

We understand.

How's your daughter?

I talked to her on the phone from the hospital.

I still don't know what to tell her.

Were you able to get leads on who might have done this?

Not yet.

What we need to do now --

and I know it's going to be difficult --

is get a formal statement

about what happened last night.

Can you do that, Deborah?

I'll try.

We were all supposed to go to "the lion king" last night.

Who's "we"? Me.

My girlfriend Cathy who came up with US,

and my daughter Rachel.

A couple hours before, though,

I felt a migraine coming on,

and I couldn't go.

I should have gone, though.

I should have just toughed it out.

At around 9:00, I went down the hall

to get some ice for a cold compress.

The pain was so great,

I couldn't focus.

Did you lock the door behind you?

I...

I shut the door with the dead bolt out

so it wouldn't lock shut.

Was this guy already in the room

when you got back?

And he choked me.

And he told me he'd kill me

if I made a sound,

and I turned my head to the side

so that I could breathe

because his arm was crushing my --

my windpipe, and I saw the mask.

It was this white mask with these

scary red smiling lips.

I felt like I was in a nightmare.

Diane: It's okay.

And then he raped me

and he beat me,

and I told him he didn't have to hit me,

that I wouldn't scream or make him stop,

but he said, "shut up,"

and he just kept on hitting me.

D.O.A. at the belmont's a pimp.

The room was registered under a bogus name.

We pulled the last number dialed from his cell phone.

It came back to a Stella Kensington.

Based on her priors,

we figure her for one of his whores.

We deputized this cop ramos. He's picking her up.

You run into feely?

Yeah, he's had better days, for sure.

Where's those security tapes

I've been waiting on all morning?

He was getting an earful from hotel brass

last we left him.

He needs to get his ass over here with those tapes.

Yeah, I'll call him right now.

Is everything all right?

That rape victim from last night's

in interview three.

Gotcha.

All right. Take it easy.

Diane all right?

Yeah. You know, Andy, I don't want you to think

that by not talking to you about it,

I'm pulling something over on you.

And what would that be?

You going to make me say it?

You don't have to spill your guts to me...

Every detail of your life.

Yeah, but this --

I've been wanting to talk to you about this,

but I guess I was afraid that you'd tell me to quit,

and I'm not about to.

I wouldn't tell you that.

There are things I would tell you

regarding the job --

repercussions and so forth if this gets out --

but I figure you know about that.

I do.

I know Diane does.

She's happy?

Yeah.

You're happy?

Definitely.

Okay, then.

I didn't know Bobby.

In that sense, I don't feel I'm betraying him.

I just don't want to feel like I'm betraying you.

No, you and me are straight.

I appreciate that, Andy.

You're happy, she's happy.

You rent Jester outfits?

Can you check? Thanks.

No, court Jester.

All right, thanks.

All right, look, you don't know what I'm talking about,

you probably don't carry them, right?

How's it going in there?

She's still in a lot of pain.

I can imagine. Are you okay?

There a detective Jones here? I'm Stella.

There's...

Okay.

What's his problem?

I was going to ask you.

Right this way.

You need a telephone book or something?

Kiss my ass.

I was just offering.

Mike sturtevant -- how long has he been pimping you?

He's my manager.

We ran both of you for records.

There's nothing in there

about 2-week lounge gigs in the catskills.

Three years I've worked for him.

He called you at home last night at 9:30. So?

It was the last phone call he made.

The last call he made last night.

The last phone call he's ever gonna make.

My god.

What was the call about?

He was going to a poker game

over at the belmont.

Said he was going to be unavailable

and wanted to make sure I was on for my 10:00 date.

My god.

Did he say who he was playing cards with?

No, but Brenda might know. That's his bottom lady.

I'm meeting her for lunch, so I could ask her then.

We'll ask her.

Where you meeting for lunch?

Struther's, over on Lex at 12:30.

So, you work pretty steady,

or is it more the bachelor party,

shriner convention type thing?

Booked solid.

I'll be darned.

Brenda's last name?

Martin.

Brenda's a midget, too?

It's little person, asshole.

Like I'm supposed to know that.

You know, you're not so tall yourself.

Is Brenda a little person, too?

No, she's big, blonde hair.

Poor Mike.

He was a special guy.

We could lock you up till after lunch

to make sure you don't tip Brenda for whatever reason,

but, she's been pretty helpful.

No, I'm cool. I won't talk to her.

You can go, then.

I knew a midget in high school.

Wendy overacker.

Yeah?

She was voted best school spirit.

Spunky little thing.

Would you go out with her?

Would you?

I asked you first.

Come on. This stays in the room.

I guess under the right circumstances.

You know, business trip, something like that.

Yeah, I'd give it a whirl.

Would you?

Never thought about it.

Well, it's not like it's been keeping me up nights.

What's this?

That midget woman left it.

Can you call her up and arrange getting it back?

Little person. They don't like --

okay, okay, can you just take care of it for me?

Hey, guys. We have the security tapes,

plus employees list,

mardi gras guest list,

everything I could think of.

I don't suppose you got any leads on the rape?

Who's the suit?

Andy, can you and me talk in a private room?

Who's the suit, feely?

Lawyer from the hotel.

They want to try and settle with the rape victim asap.

We're going to go have a conversation

with the d. O. A. Pimp's bottom lady.

Any movement on that?

Nothing past what I just said.

Are those the security tapes? Right here.

Yeah, we're going to need tape from the front desk camera.

See who checked into room 813.

Think they're connected, rape and d. O. A.?

We don't know yet.

What do you say, Andy?

Brokering the sit-down

could go a long way to saving my job,

and what I gathered,

because of the p. R. Jackpot the rape and murder got US in --

they're talking major numbers here.

Could be a nice windfall for these poor people.

You guys can be in the room if you want.

You sure, feely?

I mean, we wouldn't be putting you out?

Come on, Andy.

Go ahead. I'll take care of this.

Thanks a million, Andy.

What's up?

Deborah, there's a lawyer here for the hotel,

and because of what happened,

they're ready to make you a settlement offer.

I don't know anything about the numbers

or what they're going to ask,

but I'm sure it's going to involve

a confidentiality aspect --

not talking to the press and the like.

You think we should talk to him?

Do you feel up to it?

If not, I'll tell him to get lost.

I guess we got to deal with it sooner or later.

You tell me what you want to do.

Will you stay here?

Of course.

We'll talk to him, I guess.

Deborah, my name is James edelman.

I'm an attorney representing the belmont hotel.

On behalf of my employers,

I want to tell you how deeply sorry we are.

Thank you.

Now, I'm here right now to offer a settlement,

but I'll walk out the door

if this is a premature conversation.

I do not want to offend you.

I understand.

The alternative to a settlement agreement

that we could make happen today

is you taking the hotel to court.

You'd win, as I'm sure these detectives would tell you.

These detectives are not part of this negotiation.

Forgive me.

But after you win, the hotel would appeal,

and this process could go on for years,

keeping you mired in the details

of what I'm sure is the worst experience of your life.

I want this over with. I want to go home.

I will cut you a check

for $500,000 today,

and you will not have to give 1/3 to an attorney,

although I'm not trying to talk you out of getting one.

$500,000 -- a half a million dollars --

and you can start healing and get on with your life

in financial comfort.

What do you think?

It's up to you, Deborah.

I can't tell you one way or the other.

I want this behind me.

How -- how do we do this?

I've got a car outside.

We can go back to my office right now.

Do you need them for anything else?

No. We're done for now.

Thank you for being there for me.

It really meant a lot.

Take care of yourself.

Thanks.

Freak show they had there last night.

Hotel was teeming with freaks.

I found three calls

out of Deborah's room yesterday.

One to 911, one to Roger's apartment,

and one at 11:00 a. M.

To an office at allied insurance in astoria.

Deborah's brother work insurance in queens?

No. He works in the city.

I'll check out who this is, have him come in.

Andy, can we talk a minute?

Yeah. Sure.

I guess you've figured out

Danny and me, we've gotten close lately.

Yeah, with you two having to cover for me

the last six months,

which I never got a chance to thank you for that.

I mean close like intimate.

Okay.

Is it with you?

'Cause that's part of what's been eating me up --

how you'd feel about it.

Comes a point

when you have to find a way to be happy,

or at least be willing to accept it

when it comes your way.

But then there's how I feel afterwards,

and if I'd known I would have felt that bad,

I never would have gone through with this,

not just for my sake, but for Danny's, too.

He's still a kid in a lot of ways.

If you think this is wrong like this,

maybe you'd give him a heads-up

before he leaves his feet more than he already has.

It's been almost two years since Bobby passed,

and I'm more screwed up now than I was then.

Maybe it's tougher now because you're waking up...

Coming alive.

Maybe.

All I know is,

it's so unfair.

It'll always be unfair, him leaving that soon.

Danny: Thanks for coming in, Jim.

Sure.

How long you been working for allied insurance?

Going on three years now.

So, you think now you could tell me

what investigation my name came up in?

Do you know Deborah Johansen or Cathy alderson?

No.

So neither of them called you yesterday?

Why? What did they say?

You think maybe we're getting off on the wrong foot?

Okay. I went to high school with Deborah and Cathy.

Is something wrong?

So one of them did call you?

Deborah did, seeing if I wanted to get a beer.

Why did you just lie about it?

After high school we had --

I guess you'd call it an affair,

which damn near broke up my marriage

when my wife found out.

I lied because I'm married, okay?

I got kids.

So you and Deborah had sex yesterday?

Absolutely not. We had a couple of beers,

like, at 3:00,

in the lobby bar of the parkcrest hotel.

She wanted to have closure. That's how she put it.

That's all, but I would sure like to know what she's saying

and who she's saying it to.

Deborah was raped and beaten last night.

Jeez.

You had no contact with her after drinks at 3:00?

No.

My god, she's not saying that I raped her?

We're asking you. Maybe things got out of hand.

I don't know how to respond other than saying no!

Who can vouch where you were last night?

My wife and kids. I was home,

but, please, I can't tell my wife.

So you wouldn't mind

giving US a confidential DNA sample?

What is going on?

Hopefully it's you telling US the truth.

I'm married.

Yeah, we got that part.

Okay, we had a couple beers,

and me and Deborah --

it's always been hot between US,

and we got a room

and we had sex,

and I left at 4:30 and went home.

Did you ejaculate inside of her?

Aw, jeez, I have to answer that?

Unless you want to mull it over

and we'll stop by your house later on

and see where you're at with it.

Okay, I did,

but ask yourself, if we had sex in the afternoon,

where's the sense that I would rape her later

and beat her?

Why isn't Deborah telling you this?

We'll check it out.

So Deborah's a good person otherwise?

I -- you know,

a little lost, I guess --

bad luck with men, bad luck in general.

Do you know her brother Roger?

He was kind of a slimeball,

had a problem with drugs.

I think he has aids now

from shooting up or who knows what.

Look, where do I stand here?

Where you going to be the rest of the day

in case we've got to get ahold of you?

Not at home. I'll be at my office

sitting at my desk until you call me.

I'll spend the night there if I have to.

If your story holds up,

you'll be getting back to your happy home,

such as it is.

Brenda Martin?

No.

Over here.

When that little person hoss said Brenda was big,

I didn't think she meant --

me neither.

Stella already told me about Mike.

Just like we asked her to.

I take it you want to help US find whoever whacked him.

Hell, yes, I do.

Mike was always good to me,

plus I've got this pros charge pending

I wouldn't mind seeing get tossed.

We can work with you on that.

Talk to Johnny dumont.

He and Mike been hanging out a lot lately.

Johnny invited Mike to a poker game last night.

Now, I mean, I don't see Johnny

having the guts to kill anybody,

but he was going to be with Mike last night.

Any other names?

No.

You know, I knew

this was going to happen someday.

Mike always had to be walking around

with a big roll,

seven, eight grand sometimes,

wrapped up in a rubber band in his pocket,

and that stupid-ass diamond pinkie ring.

Where are we going to find this Johnny?

Throwing back boilermakers

over at smitty's on third.

That was me and Mike's spot. That's where we met Johnny.

So you're one of Mike's girls?

Yeah.

He keep you pretty busy?

Busy and protected.

All right, we'll take care of that collar

if you're playing straight with US.

So, this Mike dealt with fringe stuff,

I guess? No offense.

Specialty acts, he liked to call it.

He could get you anything.

So, like, little persons,

big gals, obviously...

Grannies, amputees.

Crazy-ass Mike.

I remember one time this pervo German guy

comes to town, right?

That's cool, but I think we've got everything.

Yeah. Good.

I really hope you nail whoever did this.

Thanks.

How you holding up?

Okay, I guess.

Thanks.

Saw my daughter finally. Talked to her.

Good.

Do you know a Jimmy sysler, Deborah?

Yeah.

I know Jimmy.

Have you seen him since you've been in town?

Yeah. Yesterday.

Why didn't you tell US about it?

He's married,

and I didn't want to involve him in this.

I see now that that was wrong. Sorry.

So, you two had sex earlier in the day?

Do we really have to drag him into this?

Yeah, we really do.

We were just going to have a couple of beers,

but --

sorry.

It's just that we said that more than a few times.

"We'll just meet for a beer."

Yeah, right.

Did you tell the e. R. Nurse you had sex earlier?

I didn't tell anyone.

If we could, I'd like to keep it that way.

I don't want to get him in trouble with his wife.

It was my stupid idea. I called him.

It's just that something like this,

as far as the investigation,

it's better to be completely honest.

I just felt so guilty afterwards.

I don't know, thinking about it --

it was that guilt which triggered the migraine,

made me stay in the hotel last night.

I feel another one coming on.

We'll get you back to the hotel.

Can I use the restroom first?

Sure. Come on.

Good. Thanks.

That was the hotel lawyer.

Deborah's brother just left with a check for $700,000.

He dicked 'em up 200 grand?

He asked that 90% of the settlement

be listed as "general damages," I. E., pain and suffering.

General damages are nontaxable.

Roger knew his way around the fine print.

Did you run him through bci?

Roger's got three arrests for bad checks in steubenville,

receiving stolen goods in massillon.

Deborah's carrying 18 grand in credit-card debt.

She has unprotected sex with this sysler

a couple of hours before she's raped,

and she don't tell nobody about it.

He's married. Maybe she is just covering for him.

Or maybe she needs a sperm donor,

and Jimmy's her man.

The rape kit comes up positive even if there is no rape.

And someone beats her like that

so it will look authentic?

Everything she's said so far tracks.

If we're wrong, she gets from this department

10 times what she got from the hotel.

Where's her girlfriend Cathy?

Babysitting Deborah's daughter

at the hotel.

Let's get her in here.

I'm ready.

Yeah, we'll be right with you.

I'll drop her off and bring back Cathy,

make sure the two of them aren't alone together.

We got a guy might be in on that doa pimp.

Check out the tape in the VCR.

There might be a shot of your guy checking in.

A tape of the hotel hallway?

Hotel only has cameras

at the front desk, lobby, and exits.

Um, feeling better?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I've just got a lot on my mind.

Is there anything I can be doing here?

What I need right now, Danny, is just a little air,

some room to figure out some stuff for myself.

You can talk to me about it.

And you'll want to fix it, and you can't.

I just need a little room.

But we're okay?

We're okay.

You know a Mike sturtevant, Johnny?

I've never been too good with names.

How are you with faces?

Yeah, okay. Mike. Right.

When did you see him last?

Dates, time frames --

never been too good with those, either.

Like, ask me when my mom's birthday is.

You'd think I'd know that, right? No.

Where were you last night? We'll leave your mom out.

Out and about.

Happen to stop by the belmont hotel

at any point?

Nope.

Now, unless you've got an evil twin story

that you're prepared to float,

I'd say that's you checking in at the belmont hotel.

There's a guy looks a lot like you on surveillance

walking in and out of room 813 last night,

and guess who we found murdered

in room 813 this morning?

We live in the electronic age.

I don't know if anybody's broke the news to you yet.

So I was there. That don't mean I killed Mike.

Sure as hell does, as far as the d. A. Is concerned.

Why don't you check that tape of room 813

and see who else was walking in and out?

Don't recognize him.

How about I give you a hint?

That way I didn't actually tell you who it was.

I'm not in the mood for hints.

See, judging by your general disposition,

we figure you're the one

whose job it was to lure Mike into the room.

Then you closed your eyes and started humming to yourself

when the real business started.

So now you're going to tell US, not hint,

who the muscle was,

and save yourself 20 years in the process

'cause I know you don't do time good.

Tony posada.

I told Mike it was a $10,000 buy-in to the game.

I dummied up a roll

to show him I had the same.

Tony was supposed to make it look like a setup,

take off me and Mike as soon as we walked in.

Tony goes at Mike with a Blackjack.

Mike ducks it,

and they go at it like two hurricanes,

off the walls, into the bathroom,

and Tony's just bashing Mike's head in

with the damn phone.

Finally, Tony gets that phone cord

around Mike's neck, and just --

Tony walked away. Mike didn't.

A couple of hiccups but, overall,

a pretty airtight plan you put together there.

This knife I found on you --

use it to cut off Mike's pinkie

for that diamond ring?

He was dead already. What's he need his ring for?

Thanks for coming in.

We're cutting it close as far as our flight.

Yeah, well, when a settlement happens,

big flags go up and we have to look into things.

You know a Jimmy sysler?

Yeah. I went to high school with him.

You know about Jimmy and Deborah

working up a sweat at a hotel room yesterday?

First I've heard of it.

What?

Check our thinking here, Cathy.

Deborah and her brother cook up

this phony rape scheme,

make it happen the night of the mardi gras party.

She screws an old friend from her hometown

so the rape kit will come back positive,

begs off going out 'cause of a headache.

You take the kid to "the lion king,"

she fakes the rape,

you walk in at a prearranged time.

Hotel gets its checkbook out.

How about that beating? How'd she fake that?

For 700 grand, you'd take the beating.

50 grand.

Deborah settled with the hotel for 50 grand.

Cathy, they settled for $700,000

about four hours ago.

No. Yeah.

Roger told me they settled for $50,000.

Then Roger conned you, too.

All you're looking at is filing a false report...

I want to go home.

Or keep up the act

and you'll be on the hook for felony fraud.

No one is going to see any money.

I want to see a copy of that check.

Maybe more than that,

you want to see your bed back in steubenville

sometime in the next five years.

That son of a bitch.

What was your play in this?

That creepy son of a bitch.

Now, or we go get Roger's version,

how it was your idea.

I don't know what happened.

I swear to god, I didn't want to know.

Roger said he'd pay me 10% of whatever

if I took Rachel to "the lion king"

and came back to the hotel after and called the cops.

That's it.

That lying bastard. He said they got $50,000,

not $700,000.

Let's get Deborah back in.

Give a heads-up to the d. A.'S office?

I'm here to pick up my scarf.

Yes. I have it for you right here.

Thanks.

I'd like to introduce myself.

I'm John Irvin, and I --

let me guess. Little-people issues.

Since I was a child.

I saw "the wizard of oz" when I was 7,

and it's had a stranglehold on my imagination ever since.

Everybody's got their thing, you know?

I know, but it's still wrong.

I make my living off it being wrong.

We've got to make a run, John. Hey.

Any luck?

We're getting there.

If you have any follow-up questions, detective,

or however I could be of any help.

Thanks for the scarf.

No. Thank you.

Back and forth, back and forth.

This is really getting hard on me.

Sit down.

Cathy flipped.

Flipped like "flipped out"?

Flipped from, like, lying to telling the truth.

So that 10%,

that's 10% of nothing now.

This is Valerie Haywood. She's with the d. A.'S office.

Why?

To either put you in jail as a principal in a felony,

or keep you out as a witness for the people.

Cathy went for the second one.

Here's your chance.

Otherwise you risk ending up with the beating,

no money, and the jail time.

And I understand you have a young daughter.

What are you going to do to her?

What are you going to do to her?

If you agree to testify

against the other participants,

including your brother...

Then you won't take her away from me?

Then I won't put you in jail,

and I'll recommend that you keep your daughter,

but this is all contingent

on your substantial cooperation.

Was it your brother's idea?

And you humped sysler to trick the rape kit?

Who's the fourth?

Who do you mean?

Who put that beating on you?

Sysler?

Roger.

Your brother beat you like this?

I've been beaten worse for nothing,

and what I have to do to support my daughter...

She's who I did this for, plus Roger.

He wanted to see the world before he died.

He really thought it was going to work.

Shame on you.

Jimmy sysler? Detective sipowicz.

You can go home now. Don't worry about it.

Just go home.

A brother doing that to his own sister.

You get that second perp?

Yeah. They're both locked up downstairs.

What the hell is that?

It was downstairs.

Tommy feely sent it to you.

Look at this. Hotel crap.

Cheap bastard.

If there's a shoehorn in there,

I could actually go for one.

Can we talk later?

Sure. I'll stop by.

Okay.

Hey, what's going on?

I just picked up my messages. You got my sister here?

Yeah. She's here all right.

What for?

What are you doing?

Shut up.

Is this a joke?

I guess a guy who would beat his sister bloody

might get a kick out of this. Turn around.

I want to talk to her.

Turn around.

You want a lawyer? I would, too.

What?

I'm trying to resist the urge to beat you

like you beat your sister.

Go ahead. Beat me.

Beat me bloody.

You all right?

Yeah. Just a little chilly.

Well, you want to go back down?

No. It's okay.

One of those days

that don't scrape off so easy?

This was Bobby's Coop?

Yeah.

He's always going to be with US, isn't he?

I can't compete with him, Diane.

No one's wanting you to compete.

I just didn't expect it to be this hard.

I've tried.

I've really tried to let him go,

but the more I tried,

the more I knew I couldn't get past it.

Then it's no good, is it?

I wanted it to be good.

I really did.

I just talked to Andy and told him

how strong the direction we were headed was.

Knowing all he knows,

he didn't say how wrong this might be?

That's not the part I heard.

Anyways,

I guess I ought to take off.

I'm sorry, Danny.

Hey, if we hadn't taken a shot,

I'd have wondered a dozen times a day

why we never did.