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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

Witnesses say your dad was at your mom's apartment.

Don't mean he killed her.

You're trying to protect a guy who took your mom away.

He's my dad. He hasn't been there for you your whole life.

He ain't gonna be there now, either.

You're at a critical time.

If you want to move towards good things, I can help you.

What's the catch? There's no catch.

I'm not gonna rat out my dad. I'm not asking you to.

Please don't shoot me, detective.

You can't do that, Jen. I just wanted to surprise you.

You can't do that.

Can I just tell you what kind of crazy night I had?

This guy, completely drunk,

decides to streak through his neighbor's house.

He doesn't see the sliding glass door.

He goes right through it. Jen.

I'm sorry, I'm still wired from working a double shift

and drinking about two gallons of coffee.

I know you have to get to work, but can I sleep here?

That's fine, but you're clear on not sneaking in, right?

That's for your sake.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

You know, I have the perfect way of making it up to you.

Yeah?

Only if you're up for a little spice.

Like what?

You'll find out when you get home tonight.

Looks like I'm gonna find out now.

Well, tonight'll be better.

But in the meantime...

I'll start a canvass.

She heard the d. O. A.'S cats crying.

She has a key.

No enemies that the neighbor knew of.

Hey, Diane. Hey.

Hey.hey.

What are you doing here?

Communications notified me.

The details here match a homicide I caught in Brooklyn.

Just making sure they're not related.

Angela Pratt, strangled, signs of sexual assault,

no forced entry, that's all we got.

But she was strangled with blue and white clothesline?

Yeah. She hit in the back of the head?

Yeah, there's some dried blood there.

Any needle marks on the inside of her arms?

Mine was shot up with ketamine.

Hard to tell.

How long ago was yours? Three weeks.

Let's just wait on the rape kit and toxicology

before we go putting this out as some kind of serial killer.

Any leads?

Mine was last seen leaving the time bar over on second.

Killed later that night.

That's the bar with the new trendy hotel.

The helix.

Diane, you can stay if you want,

or I can call you when we got a better idea what the deal is.

Time bar.

Maybe I should stay. Yeah.

We just got this new assignment yesterday,

where we need help with an adult.

I'm right here. Name it.

The deal is, the adult we know

has to write a three-page paper on the city government.

Then he gives it to the student. That's me.

Then I turn it in along with the work I do.

It's like a group-project thing.

Nice try.

Will you help me write it, at least?

I'll help you get to the library.

You know the deal, Michael.

You hold up your end, I'll hold up mine.

My dad came by.

Yeah?

Where? Your school or your foster home? School.

He wanted to know what was going on, so I told him.

You told him where you live?

No, 'cause I don't need him coming by there.

That'd be drama.

Yeah, that would be.

I told him about you, how you been lookin' out for me.

How'd he take that?

Not too good.

Should I not have said anything?

Michael, I'm not trying to keep you from him,

but there's a reason the court pulled his rights as a parent.

If he starts getting in the mix, I don't think it's gonna be good for you.

I know.

Damn.

You just got here.

Yeah, I know, but I gotta hit it.

You get your breakfast, though, all right?

Meet for dinner, then?

Yeah, that's perfect. Um, 6:00?

I been holding up my end.

I know you have.

I'll see you tonight.

Don't be late for class.

She was out at the time bar

celebrating a co-worker's promotion, left at midnight.

M.e. Put her time of death around 2:00 a. M.

Medavoy: And she left alone? Yeah.

No forced entry to her apartment? No.

Sequence looks like she was hit in the back of the head,

then shot up with ketamine,

raped, assailant wore a condom, then strangled.

No prints, no DNA?

Nothing.

How much of that matches ours?

All of it, except the ketamine and the condom.

M.e. Said he'd put a rush on it.

Our d. O. A. Withdrew 60 bucks

a block away from the time bar two nights ago.

Still, before we get everybody at 1pp in a frenzy,

let's wait on the report to make certain.

They're connected.

There's a possible arson on fourth and "d."

You and Greg.

Connie and Rita, I want you helping out on this homicide.

Lieutenant, my boss wanted me to run with this with you guys.

You can work with Andy and John,

but I don't have a desk for you.

No problem.

Welcome back.

We're gonna go down to the bar,

show the d. O. A.'S picture around.

We'll work on getting her phone dump,

see if she had any men in her life.

Just so you know, the owner of the hotel, James carlin,

real pain in the ass.

So am I.

Great seeing you again, detective.

You too, John.

I'm looking for a bartender working here two nights ago.

I was.

Angela Pratt.

Looks kind of familiar.

Did you happen to notice who she was hanging out with?

I pay attention to making drinks.

When I was investigating that dead girl

who was in here three weeks ago,

you gave me some line about the hotel's policy

to respect the privacy of the guests.

I told you that before I knew that chick was murdered.

She was murdered, too.

Are we done with the bullshit,

or you want to do your act down at the station house?

I remember the face.

I don't know who she was here with.

Carlin, the owner.

All right, you guys go ahead.

You guys hungry, thirsty? It's on me.

There's been another homicide, Mr. Carlin.

Girl was in here two nights ago.

So far, that's the last anyone saw her.

You think this is related to the other one?

Right. We need a list of the employees that worked two nights ago.

If both these women had city bus transfers on them,

would you turn the transit authority upside down, too?

Do you know how many people come through this hotel?

This needs to happen. The sooner, the better.

And go ahead and advise your employees

that respecting the privacy of the guests

doesn't apply here.

Fine, but I want your assurance this'll be handled discreetly.

We got it.

I employ a lot of people, generate a lot of money--

we got it.

I'll get you the list.

Talked to the d. O. A.'S supervisor at her job.

D.O.A. was dating a co-worker.

He's on his way in.

I got Michael daly from the daily news

asking about the time bar murders.

Probably one of the hotel employees dropped the dime.

You tell him about the m.E. Report?

Ketamine in the d. O. A.'S system.

Traces of latex and spermicide.

The perp wore a condom.

We already knew they were connected.

Now downtown knows. They're pushing for a task force.

Don't let them turn this

into a multi-department pissin' match.

That can all be solved by clearing this.

We're on this, boss.

Chief of detectives.

I gotta take this.

This is Diane.

So what are we doing?

Let's start making phone calls till the boyfriend gets here.

Let's go divvy.

Anybody see anything?

A homeless guy camping out in there.

Where is he?

There he goes.

Great. He d. O. A.?

No, but he got burnt pretty bad.

He give you anything when you arrived?

He said he saw a white kid sneak in the back

about 10 minutes before the fire.

Did he know him? No.

Anybody else hurt? Nope.

Excuse me? Excuse me?

You the detecti?

Yeah.yeah.

I got some information. Go ahead.

I own that bodega right there.

About a half-hour before I hear the fire truck,

I sell a lighter to a kid.

I don't recognize him from the neighborhood.

Can you describe him?

Yeah, he's a skinny white kid,

one of those "pissed off,

daddy don't love me" types, you know?

Was this kid with anybody else?

No, I don't know.

He said he wanted to buy cigarette

and a hustler magazine.

But when I asked him for the I. D.,

he said forget about it, he just buy the lighter.

You got video in there?

Yeah, sure, I got video.

We're gonna need the tape. You got it.

How long did you and Angela date?

Six and a half months.

We're very sorry.

I'm still in shock.

When's the last time you saw her, al?

At work, two days ago.

She say what her plans were?

She was supposed to come over for dinner,

but then she canceled because her friend Brooke

was going through a break-up.

Brooke's last name? Dabore.

Did Angela say anything about going to the time bar?

No.

And you never heard from Angela again?

That night, I did.

When?

Midnight.

You called her? I went by her apartment.

And?

I hadn't heard from her,

and she wasn't answering her phone, so I went by.

What'd you guys talk about?

Nothing. I just made sure she was okay.

She said she wasn't feeling well,

and she'd call me tomorrow, so I went home.

She looked all right? She wasn't nervous about anything?

I didn't actually see her.

She wouldn't open the door.

Al, if I go over to my girlfriend's place

and she won't open the door, something's up.

She said she wasn't feeling well.

Or she was with another guy, or she was in danger,

or you're not telling US the truth.

It didn't sound like she was in danger,

and I am telling you the truth.

Hey.

He says the d. O. A. Went out that night with a Brooke dabore,

and she told him they went to the movies

'cause Brooke needed counseling over a break-up.

Brooke's listed in the d. O. A.'S address book,

so we'll get her in.

Anything from the employees at the time bar?

Nothing yet. I crossed off who I called on the list.

On the surveillance photo of the kid who bought the lighter?

A cop over at the 2-3 recognized him, a curt Ackerman.

He says Ackerman goes to school with his son.

Bring him in.

We'll keep calling the bar employees.

You can use Connie's desk.

I've gotta head out for a little bit, Andy.

I'll be about an hour or so.

Another case. It's important.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks for coming in, miss dabore.

So, you went out with Angela two nights ago?

Yeah, we went to the time bar to have some drinks.

And Angela was consoling you over some break-up?

No, that's what she told her boyfriend, al.

She just wanted to go out.

How long were you at the bar?

An hour or so.

I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, Angela said,

"don't look now, but there's this cute guy

flirting with me at the bar."

I told her I had to get up early for work.

Did she stay? Yeah.

Did you see the guy when you left?

He was probably about 30, nice hair, cute.

And then Angela called me a little before midnight

from her apartment.

She told me they had sex.

She mention his name?

I'm, like, 90% sure she said rich,

and she said he was from out of town.

Anything else about him?

She said he had a--

Had the guy already left her place?

No, he was using the bathroom.

She didn't seem scared or agitated?

No, after she told me he had a small unit,

she kind of laughed and said she had to go.

Were Angela and her boyfriend, al, having problems?

No, Angela's getting kind of restless

'cause al's just too nice.

So this guy, rich, she took home,

that's who killed her?

We certainly want to find him and have a conversation.

I should have made her go home,

but when she has three cosmos,

she just goes into hook-up mode, and--

we're very sorry.

Where you been today, curt?

Home sick.

The whole time? Yeah.

Is there a problem?

This photo was taken from a surveillance camera

at a bodega on fourth and "d."

I believe that's you, curt. What were you doing?

Answer him, curt.

I was trying to buy some cigarettes.

Why so far from your house?

A friend from school told me they don't card at that market.

And where'd you go after that?

Home.

I went shopping. He must have snuck out.

I'm so disappointed in you, young man.

Sorry, mom.

What about the parent/child honesty contract?

I know. I'm sorry. I won't do it again.

There was a small fire at an abandoned building

across the street from that market

about a half-hour after that photo was taken.

It wasn't me, no way.

Our son wouldn't do--

did you have anything to do with a fire?

No, I swear.

What time did you get home?

10:30.

He's telling the truth. I remember checking on him.

Were you with any friends today? No.

Curt, if you know anything about how this fire started--

he already told you he doesn't.

And you saw him at home at 10:30?

He was home at that time, I'm positive. All right.

If we have any follow-up questions, we'll be in touch.

Come on, curt.

So, boss, nobody with the first name rich or Richard

was staying at the hotel that night.

Found one guy named Richard bought a meal at the restaurant,

but he's a 50-year-old black male who was with his wife.

One Richard who was an employee of the hotel.

Got a shaved head, and he didn't punch out till 2:00 a. M.

Do we know anything else about this guy

other than rich with nice hair from out of town?

He has a small penis.

You're in on the line-ups.

Anything from the kid?

He was home at a time where he couldn't have started the fire.

You know your homeless guy who got burnt?

Dennis ratner. He's out of the o. R.

We'll talk to him.

I got a call from the owner of the building.

He's had major problems with this ratner

squatting there for the last six months.

Give ratner a good look.

Sure, boss. Where's Russell?

Out finishing up something on another case.

Another case more important than this?

That was a cocktail waitress who was working at the time bar

two nights ago-- misty west.

Some guy she served might be worth looking at.

She coming in?

No, we have to go to her. She's a student at nyu.

Misty west?

Let's sit over here.

Here's the deal.

I love my job cocktailing there.

I make way more than I would anywhere else,

so could you please just leave me out of this?

Did you not call US and say you had information?

I do, but I'm serious about leaving me out of this

because Mr. Carlin told US not to play junior detective.

If we get bad publicity, we could all lose our jobs.

We will do our best to keep you out of it.

And Mr. Carlin is way off-base telling you something like that

because keep in mind, we're investigating a murder.

I know. I know. I'm sorry.

Okay, so, the night that woman was in the club,

two nights ago, right?

I met some guys there. Well, they hit on me, actually.

I'm not saying they're serial-killer types.

Misty, what do you have for US?

That guy.

He offered to take me out on his yacht.

He said it was an open invite.

I never called him. Pretty sure he was married.

And this guy, I never got his name,

but he gave me this key ring.

It's for some high-end vodka.

He wanted me to go to Atlantic city with him,

but I blew him off.

And this is Michael devaneaux's number.

He's that soap actor.

He wanted me to fly back to l. A. With him,

but I haven't decided on that yet.

I gotta go.

Hey.

Yeah, well...

I bet she doesn't get a half-pay pension after 20 years.

She wishes she were US.

There is a mass.

I knew that walking in.

It feels firm,

and it might be attached to surrounding tissue.

So?

It could be inflammatory,

but there is a chance it's malignant.

Um...like, a good chance? Or--

all I can tell you for sure

is that we're gonna treat it like it is.

So you'll need an ultrasound on this breast

and a mammogram to make sure

there's nothing going on on the other breast.

Then we'll probably have to do a biopsy.

Okay, whatever you think is best.

I'll get my scheduling nurse,

and we'll set up a time.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

Dennis ratner?

Detectives medavoy and Jones.

A couple of quick questions.

I saw two kids entering the building

through a busted window.

One of them was holding a video camera.

The kid was filming it.

Ten minutes later, I smell smoke.

Only way out for me was through the flames.

You told the officer at the scene you only saw one kid.

Either he got it wrong,

or I wasn't making any sense.

My head's clear now.

I saw two kids.

What'd they look like?

One had dark hair,

other was blond, dark clothes.

Typical bored, stupid high school kids.

How long you been squatting in that abandoned building?

A couple of months.

Gotten into it with the owner?

Once or twice.

So you weren't on good terms?

Kiss my ass.

I almost died.

Why all the hostility?

You think I started that fire?

We're asking questions.

You think I'd burn half my body,

have my skin peel off in sheets?

For what?

Hey, we're not saying you did.

I didn't set a fire

and burn myself intentionally, you assholes.

We'll look into these two kids.

Yeah, right.

When we deal with each other again,

you're gonna keep your voice down like we've been doing.

Thanks.

We checked the distributor of the vodka

that was on the key chain given to the waitress,

nothing.

Andy's on with the manufacturer of the key chain,

seeing if they've had a sales rep in the city.

When did the inspector call?

Two minutes ago.

15th squad.

I'm checking to see if any of your sales reps

have any territory out here, maybe somebody named rich.

Yeah.

Weckerly? How do you spell that?

And how old is rich?

He's not wanted for a crime, just as a possible witness.

Yeah. And how would I get ahold of him?

Great, I appreciate it. -Bye.

Rich weckerly, 31, currently in town.

Get him in.

Diane, if you're gonna work another case,

you need to notify me so when your boss calls,

I don't look like an idiot.

I'll worry about my boss. You worry about your detectives.

You work out of my squad, you notify me what's going on.

End of conversation.

Fine.

Get this guy in here.

Take care of it.

What's going on? Nothing.

So going off on the boss, that's coming from nothing?

I have just got a lot of things on my mind.

Diane, we've known each other for 10 years now.

We've helped each other through a lot.

I can help you with this, whatever it is.

There's nothing to tell you.

You don't want me knowing, then okay.

But this isn't some petty larceny case we're working,

and if you're not up for it,

then take some days off or get reassigned

'cause I'm not gonna have you blowing this thing.

I'm not dropping off this case, Andy.

Then get it together.

I will.

Curt?

He's been grounded.

What's wrong, mom?

They have a question for curt. Go back to your room.

The detectives have found a suspect

in that arson fire, sweetheart,

but they have a follow-up question for you.

So who did the arson?

We believe it's a homeless man

living illegally in the building.

We're putting the finishing touches on this whole thing,

but a problem that's come up

is the market owner you bought the lighter from.

He swears he saw you with another kid your age.

See, that leaves US with a discrepancy in our report.

We can't get our boss to sign off until that discrepancy's explained.

It's understandable.

But now we need to know who you were with

so this can be done with.

Were you with someone, curt?

Tell the truth.

Ray spire.

But we didn't go near that building or light that fire.

Okay, but when we leave here, everything gets official,

so if you're leaving anything out....

I believe you got what you came for,

so...we're done.

Okay.

We're sorry for any inconvenience.

This homeless person's gonna be prosecuted?

Absolutely.

Well...good.

Sit down.

How often you in town?

A couple days a week.

Am I in some sort of trouble here?

Did you do something wrong?

No, not at all.

Were you at the time bar two nights ago?

I stopped by for a drink, yeah.

Did you meet an Angela Pratt?

No, I don't know who that is.

Is this a joke?

Did you go home with her?

It's not that complicated a question, rich.

I walked her home. She asked me to. She was drunk.

This is surreal.

Did you go inside?

Briefly.

Did you have sex?

Rich?

No, we didn't have sex. This poor woman, my god.

You married, rich? Yes.

Is that why you won't admit you had sex with Angela?

We did not have sex.

She told her girlfriend you got a small dick.

Were you wearing a t-shirt that said, "hey, ladies,

guess what? I got a small dick."

This is surreal.

No, this is real. Angela's dead.

You were the last one seen with her.

You have been lying about what you did in that apartment.

Something go wrong? No.

That's it? That's your response to being asked if you killed somebody?

This is bizarre. I don't even know what to say.

Rich!

Get back in the room here, pal.

Your life is on the line.

We had sex.

But I didn't kill her.

My god, just saying those words out loud.

When did you leave? Midnight, I think.

Her boyfriend started knocking. She made him go away.

I waited, like, 10 minutes. Then I went back to my hotel.

What happened, rich? Nothing.

Were you drunk? Did she make fun of you?

This is surreal.

Let's see how surreal it is

when we tell your wife you were cheating on her!

I didn't kill that woman!

And at this point,

I'm gonna have to ask to talk to my attorney.

Busy day.

I was sick.

Did you get out at all?

I went with my friend curt Ackerman

to try and buy some cigarettes, but the guy I. D.'D curt,

so we went home.

In the future, ray...

Try and tell your story

without it sounding so rehearsed.

Well, that's what happened.

You can't do that.

It'll be our little secret.

Where's the tape?

Lost it.

Obviously, you and curt have been in communication,

so I know that he must have told you

that we got a homeless guy in custody,

and that all we needed was to find out

who curt was hanging out with so we could close our reports,

and that's why he gave US your name.

Well, guess what? We lied.

There was a homeless guy in the building.

But he's not our suspect. He's our witness.

He saw you and curt go in there, and a little while later, the fire started.

But curt has an alibi.

He was at home when that fire went up,

and that leaves you, ray, all by your lonesome.

Curt was there, too.

He chickened out, so I lit the fire, and he filmed it.

Curt's mom saw him home at 10:30. There's no way he could have been there.

She's lying. She's the one that told US to lie.

Curt's mom is behind all this?

We tried to put the fire out,

but it got to some newspapers and flared up,

so we booked it back to curt's.

Then Mrs. Ackerman saw how amped we were

and saw our clothes and smelled the smoke,

and she knew something was up,

so curt had to tell her what happened.

Did curt's dad know?

Probably.

He's afraid of Mrs. Ackerman, too.

That whole family is.

Where's the videotape?

Mrs. Ackerman burned it in their fireplace.

That lady is crazy.

She looks kind of pretty and cooks good

and drives a nice car, but she's crazy.

All right.

Let's go.

Mrs. Ackerman: Curt? The detectives are back.

Look at that.

We talked to ray spire.

He told US what happened.

They tried buying cigarettes, then came home.

That's incorrect, and you know it.

He lit the fire. Curt filmed it. It got out of control.

They came home. You told them to lie. You burned the tape.

Ray spire is the one who's lying.

He's a no-good thug who's been a bad influence on curt.

You can work that out later with your lawyer.

But for now, you and curt are under arrest.

We do this calmly, we won't have to put you in cuffs.

Under arrest? For what?

Arson. Hindering prosecution.

Okay, listen, it was very hectic.

I knew this would go on curt's permanent record

and hurt his chance at college, so we fibbed a little.

Do either of you have children?

Let's go, ma'am.

Are you happy?

Now I'm getting arrested!

Mom, calm down. We'll get a lawyer.

Are you happy now, curt?!

You need to calm down, or we'll have to put you in cuffs.

Dad, do something! Mom, stop!

Is your wife on medication?

Has she been hospitalized before?

No, she's fine. It's okay.

Come on, ma'am.

Thanks for coming in.

He was at the security desk

when rich weckerly came into the hotel and went to his room.

He puts it around 12:20.

He said that rich seemed a little drunk,

but that's about it.

He's not looking like our guy, boss.

Was rich in town when your d. O. A. Was killed?

He said he was in Jersey.

We can check it, but these murders are so similar,

it has to be the same guy in both.

If rich didn't do ours, it's doubtful he did the other one.

Plus, the pattern isn't public knowledge yet,

so there wouldn't be a copycat.

It's hitting the papers tomorrow.

The daily news is running it.

Good. Maybe it'll generate some information.

We got a set-up on the bar tonight.

Everybody who's available.

Let me work on getting a sitter.

Don't worry. I got Rita and Diane.

Okay. If you can fit it into your schedule.

I'll be there.

There's two bars at the hotel.

Rita, you, Greg, and Baldwin take the rooftop bar.

Diane, Andy, and John, take the time bar.

Meet up there at 8:00,

and we're gonna be doing this every night

till we catch this guy.

Where's the mom and the son?

Medavoy: They're in a cell waiting for their attorney.

I got a female cop sitting with the mom.

I told her if the mom starts acting up again,

take her to bellevue and psycho her.

Damn.

What?

I was supposed to meet Michael at 6:00.

Hey, Michael.

I'm busy, man.

Michael, come here.

What?

I'm sorry. I was running late.

You said you were gonna hold up your end of the deal

if I held up mine.

I absolutely will, and I won't be late again.

I promise, all right?

Let's get some dinner. I'll get you back home.

Tell you what.

If you hit a 3, we'll eat.

If you miss it...

You miss.

So that's how we're gonna resolve things now?

Looks like it.

So the next time we got a problem, what?

We're gonna flip a coin or throw a dart on the board?

Just hit the 3, and we eat.

Here we go. Ha ha ha ha!

Don't scuffle up them cop shoes, all right?

I was late, so I'm gonna do this.

But I'm only gonna do it once.

Let's hope you make it, then.

You better go for a lay-up, son.

You look a little out of your range right there.

Shh.

Let's go.

Michael.

Is he in trouble?

No, I'm just getting him to his home.

I'll take him there. Come on.

No, I'll do it.

Hey, I'm his daddy.

Yeah, we've been through this.

If you want to talk about this tomorrow, we can.

I'm taking him to his home, and you're walking the other way.

He your little hobby now?

Your little mascot?

Don't make me embarrass you in front of your kid.

I will not let you turn him into you.

Believe that.

I'm gonna get at you later, Michael.

Come on.

Are you ready to spice things up?

There's a cord in there that you can hook up to the TV.

We can watch ourselves having sex.

This isn't my kind of spice.

Try it first.

No, see, I'm running for president next year,

and if this gets into the wrong hands...

We will erase it after we're done.

Jen, we don't need it.

Or you can just tape me if you want. Jen.

Don't you trust me?

Are you listening to me? I'm just not into it.

What's going on with you?

I'm just trying to find

one thing that we can share in bed

that you haven't done with all the other girlfriends

you've had in the past.

That's all I wanted to do.

Okay.

I just feel really free with you.

Yeah, me, too. Just not on tape, okay?

I should go.

You gotta get back to work, anyway.

Jen, come on.

Jen.

Here she is.

Excuse me.

I thought you said she stopped drinking.

Or is she acting that way for effect?

Bartender: What can I get you? Um, water, please.

Hey.

Hey.

You can't be doing this.

I'm here acting like a slut,

which is what the boss wants me doing, right?

You've been drinking.

One.

I've got a lid on it.

Trust me.

All right, well, you have a good night.

What's going on?

She'll be all right.

Who's that guy sitting next to her?

I didn't see him come in.

...get out of this place. Take off...

What the hell?!

What's your problem? Ask this bitch.

Relax.

No, she's apologizing.

She didn't appreciate what you said.

Come on. Get your hands off of me.

All right.

You all right?

I went in for an exam today.

They found a lump in my breast.

That doesn't mean anything for sure.

Doctor told you that, right?

There's a family history.

My mom had it.

I need to keep working

because it's the only thing

I have in my life right now.

If the boss finds out, he'll put me on medical leave,

and if I don't have a job, I'll go crazy.

Plus, I don't need everybody's sympathy and questions,

so no one can know.

Not Connie, no one.

Promise? It stays between US.

Okay.

Good.

It's gonna be all right.

Seeing what my mom went through,

the radical mastectomy,

the chemo, the surgery,

a year out of her life each time it recurred.

I don't even know if I could go through it.

I'm with you every step of the way.

No matter what.

And that's the last time we talk about worst-case scenario.

How'd it go?

Zero.

A little fracas broke out.

Nothing related to the guy we're looking for, though.

Go back to bed. I'll be there in a bit.

What's the matter?

My god.

Like I said, a little fracas.

Go look in the mirror.

I've already seen it.

No, go look.

That's a 57-year-old man looking back.

You can't be getting into these kind of fights anymore.

What am I gonna do?

Go run to call it in and let John get his ass kicked?

Who started it?

This idiot who looked like he might be our guy.

He resisted arrest?

No, he was hitting on Diane at the bar,

and then he got stupid, so me and junior had to step in.

You mean you got jealous?

Connie, go to bed.

What is it with you and Diane?

Hey, she's been there for me.

She's been there for US.

I know she's been there for US, and I'm grateful.

But there's something going on with her.

You know about it, and I'm being lied to.

This case is bothering her.

I don't know why exactly,

but it's got nothing to do with you,

so you got nothing to worry about.

You getting beat up

because you're so overprotective of a female cop?

That involves me!

Wrong. All it is was some asshole took a swing at me,

and I don't care if I'm 57 or 97, I'm swinging back.

You're reading into stuff that ain't there.

I'm being lied to.