All language subtitles for Homicide s01e09 Night of the Dead Living.eng

Homicide. Giardello.

What?

Oh, this heat'll kill you.

Who got killed?

No, the heat.

People die from it all the time.

They get too hot, they die.

Or they kill each other.

Who lights this candle every night?

I got to get them to fix this AC. You know that.

We've been on the night shift, what, a week?

Every night someone lights this candle by the board.

You're a detective. Solve it.

A homicide detective. If the candle killed someone, I'd close the case.

Meldrick, Meldrick

What's up Beau?

Forget, forget about the Lincoln assassination.

You know what? I'd love to forget about the Lincoln assassination forever, but you won't let me.

Either of you know who lights that candle?

What candle?

Hey.

It's hot.

Thanks for the bulletin.

Where the hell you been?

Kirk Avenue.

Much time as you spend in that neighborhood, you oughtta buy a house.

You know, the murder of an eleven year old girl is a tough tough case to lose your nut on.

Meldrick, see if I got any messages, huh.

He types with all his fingers. That's amazing. Whew.

They have the heat coming out of the AC.

Let me talk to your boss... Right.

Get him on the phone for me, I'll wait...

No. No. I'll wait. I'm waitin' for this. I'm in hell down here.

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1x09 Night of the Dead Living

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What do you have?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Uh-uh

You got nothing.

Nope.

Does this nothing have anything to do with Adena Watson's murder?

Frank, I'm busy.

Uh, Tim...

I'm the secondary on this case. If you have something, I think you should share.

You should talk about sharing.

What do you have?

Him.

Who?

Uh, Adena's killer. One James Hill. Fingerprints matched.

What prints?

From the library books.

The book Adena checked out on the day that she disappeared.

The results came back from the lab, finally, and now I am typing up a warrant for his arrest.

And you didn't think I'd care.

Frank, listen. To be honest, I don't know what you care about.

Well, it's like a sauna in here...

Well, find the supervisor.

I don't care what he said. Go to the diner or go to his house, but get us some cold air.

Gee, tea?

Take that tie off. I'm sweating just looking at it.

What happened to the dress code?

Temporarily suspended.

He's drinking hot tea. What did he have for dinner? Soup?

Let me ask you a question. What's the hottest place on earth?

I give up.

The desert. What do they drink in the desert?

Nothin'. That's why it's the desert.

No, tea. They drink tea in the desert to stay cool.

I'll stay with coffee.

Well, coffee's hot, too.

Not here, it isn't.

Hey, Pembleton, you ever see who goes over there and lights that candle by the Board?

Um-um.

Munch, you're late.

I was early, so I took a walk by the dock.

I HATE WOMEN! I HATE THEM!

You broke up with your girlfriend.

She broke up with me.

The electricity went off in my building last night.

Everything goes black. I'm standing there, dripping sweat, naked, and that's when Felicia *chooses* to break up with me.

In the dark. I couldn't even see her.

They don't know. People don't know this job.

Most people never even seen a dead body.

Hey Big Man, you ever show your ex a dead body?

My ex thought *I* was the dead body.

I agree.

Still wearing the same shirt?

I'm divorced. I go to the washer/dryer and there's all these dials and levels.

It's like the Apollo space mission.

Yeah, well. Take it to the cleaners or something.

You're starting to smell like my Uncle Mikey.

You track down James Hill?

Yeah, um...

Where is he?

He's in the hall. Um...

Well bring him in.

Bayliss, I think you should...

For god's sake, Thormann, bring him in. Come on.

Okay.

This suspect got any priors?

Uh, computer's down. All I know is his name and his address.

Gentlemen and lady, Mr. James Hill.

Woo-hoo.

Public enemy number one.

Hey, Bayliss, this your killer?

Nice goin', Bayliss.

Yeah, that's a righteous lockup.

You wanna take him in the Box or you wanna grill him out here?

The streets of Baltimore are safe again.

You know this book?

Took that book out, too?

You know who took this book out?

Yo, yo, I'm sorry, awright? I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to do that, man, I was bad.

I was late, I got scared so I just dumped it.

In the alley?

At the library.

How'd she get in the alley?

I didn't know they got he and she books.

Excuse me, son, but when did you take this book out?

Fifth grade.

And, um, what grade are you in now?

Seventh grade.

Okay. Thank you very much, son.

You know what I used to love about Mohammed Ali?

What's that?

Whenever he talked so much, he would always back it up in the ring.

Know what I mean?

So uh Bayliss, the next time you put this case down, put it *down.*

Hey, you guys, maintenance said the air conditioning will be coming on any minute.

Going to call her.

Call who?

Dr. Blythe at the morgue.

What, did you volunteer for one of her experiments?

Yeah, it's like that. It's a date.

She was lookin' at him like he was a lab rat.

I haven't called a woman up for a date in 23 years.

She'll smell that shirt over the phone.

You want my advice?

No, I don't want your advice.

I'm your partner.

No, no. I ride with you.

Mitch is my partner; he's my only partner.

What does it take to change a shirt, Stanley?

After my divorce, all I had left was my shirts.

At least I got my daughter outta mine.

She's as close to perfection as God allows.

All I was gonna say is, what are you gonna call Dr. Blythe for?

Say you go out. You're a saint.

You're everything you can be in a perfect world.

So you sleep together.

After the third time you do it, it's actually good instead of just saying it is.

But how could it not be good? It's sex.

So you get intimate. You get real close.

You talk about your childhood, your parents, your broken dreams.

You talk about relationships that didn't work out.

You get so intimate you tell her your problems.

You get loose, rude, a little insensitive.

You're not a saint anymore.

And one day, she goes, "I don't know who you are. You're not the guy I got involved with."

You apologize. You realize you've actually spent the last six months apologizing for who you were the first two weeks.

Then, in the middle of some night, she leaves you.

In the dark. Nice, huh? Is that what you want?

I know why she left you. I mean, you, you don't know when to shut up.

Your partner, Mitch, makes love to goats.

You take your shirts to a place.

They wash 'em for ya. Ya pay 'em.

How much could it cost, huh? Think about it, Stan.

Big Man, you need to do what I do, man.

What's that?

Donate all your shirts to a thrift shop.

They wash 'em, they iron 'em, they hang 'em out for sale.

The next day, you waltz on in there and you buy 'em back up for two bucks a pop.

What are you gonna pay at a dry cleaner, huh? Six bucks?

Are you gonna get that?

What do I look like? A receptionist?

You pick up the phone, the case gets closed.

You're 14 and 0 going into the All-Star break.

Howard. Homicide.

Okay, okay. I'm calling her.

What am I thinking about?

I can't call her this late. Look at the time.

Hey, don't call her at all. Dating is a form of self-destruction.

Did he jump yet?

I don't believe this. She gets a jumper.

Every case, open and shut.

Two days ago you were pushing me into her arms.

That was before.

They should talk him down.

Christmas isn't for months.

Tell him to wait. Relax... Get out. Get outta here.

There's a guy in a Santa suit, right...

But he didn't jump yet so he's not ours for now.

There's this guy on a ledge in a Santa suit, right.

He says that the earth has snapped out of its orbit and it's heading toward the sun and it's only gonna get hotter and hotter and hotter.

Christmas is never gonna come and we're all gonna burst into flames.

That is possible.

I'll call her tomorrow.

I think, you know, her shift comes on about the time that we're leaving.

What are you looking at?

You have something that you wanna say to me?

Adena Watson. So many unanswered questions.

And you're saying that I'm not asking them.

I'm saying that you're not answering them.

What questions aren't I answering, huh?

Okay, these sixteen row houses on the north side of Kirk Avenue.

Adena's body was found outside the kitchen door in the red yard at 718 Kirk.

Now the killer could have dropped her anywhere.

Why not the common alley?

Why not the yards at either end of the block?

These three row houses are empty.

One, two, three.

The killer would have stood much less of a chance of being seen if he'd dumped her body in any one of these yards.

Why would he risk bringing a little girl's body inside a closed fence of an occupied house?

Maybe he wanted her body to be found immediately.

Maybe he wanted to cast suspicion on the people in 718.

Maybe he had some ...

perverse sense of remorse, some impulse to leave her body inside an enclosed yard to protect her from stray dogs.

These are *exactly* the questions that I have been trying to answer.

Well, you can try, but you never will.

Why?

You don't think like a criminal. You don't have a criminal's mind.

Hello. I'm here to clean.

Where's Estelle?

She's sick. She's got a cold.

Would you mind movin' so I can clean where you're at, please?

Yeah.

Hey you guys.

Oh man.

Howard, Homicide. Did he jump yet?...

Oh, really?

Well why don't you call us when he shoots somebody?

Santa's got a gun.

People think you can just interchange people, just find yourself another one.

Like your dog got hit by a car or something.

Felicia's not like anybody else.

I'll never find anybody like her.

Because, like everyone else, there *is* no one like her.

The key is not in finding somebody like her.

It's in finding somebody who's the opposite.

Dr. Blythe and my ex are as different as Saturn and Pluto.

Your head is in Uranus.

Yo, did you ever hear about um Croatoan?

That stuff happened around here.

1587, right?

Governor John White. He left his colony, right.

When he got back, everybody was gone, nobody there,

a hundred people, just gone like that, and all that was left, written on a tree, was Croatoan.

Go home.

No, the kid stays.

So, you married?

No.

Got a kid?

No.

Want one?

No.

Have you ever been arrested?

No.

But you're black.

Look, um, son, um, there're a lot of black people never been arrested.

I wouldn't know about that.

Where are your parents? What do they do?

I don't know. Get arrested?

There's hot air still coming out of the air conditioner.

I don't know. It's off downstairs.

They started shutting the AC down at night.

I heard somebody say something about budget cuts.

Well, I talked to maintenance.

Maintenance never said anything to me about budget cuts.

In fact, they kept promising me they'd crank it up.

It's 10 degrees hotter inside than it is outside, and outside it's 10 degrees hotter than it oughtta be.

The city fathers can go to hell but they're not taking us with them.

I'll go down to the basement and turn the AC on myself. Watch.

Something's not right.

Something's not natural.

One hundred degrees Fahrenheit, not one call coming in.

You know, forty percent of all murders happen at night.

I betcha with this, this heat the numbers are gonna be bumped up to fifty percent.

What we need is a rain dance.

You know, like the Indians used to do in Baltimore before Baltimore was Baltimore.

On a night like this, two people get trapped in a room,

no way out, no relief, next thing you know, bang.

Significant other is dead.

Honey, sweetie, baby, listen to me.

How, how long we been married? ...

Well, that's a long time to keep the flame going.

I know, honey.

You go on and cry, Carrie...

Well, that's a lot to have heaped on you in one day.

I don't care about him - it's you I'm worried about.

Do you really not consider me your partner?

I really don't consider you my partner.

What is this Mitch, this incredible Mitch - the partner of the century?

What does he have that I don't have?

You're just upset about Felicia.

I'm upset because every relationship I *think* I have is not the relationship I *actually* have.

Did you ever meet Mitch?

No.

Wait 'til you meet him. You'll understand.

Oh that's great. Thanks a lot.

Until then I'll just wallow in self-pity.

I'll just wallow in self-doubt. You know what?

I'll just wallow until I meet this guy, okay?

The air is not moving.

You speak to me and your words get stuck right here in front of my face.

Homicide...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, he's here.

Crosetti, it's for you.

It's a murder?

No, it's your ex-wife.

Put her on hold. Put her on hold.

You're actually gonna talk to your ex-wife?

Yeah, I'm gonna talk to her.

Damn.

Took the words right out of my mouth.

What's wrong?

Same as always. My wife. You?

My sister.

What's up?

I don't wanna talk about it.

Why?

You're a man.

I'm your partner.

I'm a woman.

You're a cop.

I'm going to the ladies' room.

No, he cannot stay over. ...

No, not in her room, not in any room. ...

No, not at her age, uh, not at any age.

Hey kid, come on.

Huh?

Wake up, come on.

Told you you could go home.

I was wondering. That book.

The little girl who got killed, hope she liked it as much as me.

Yeah, me, too.

Later, bro.

Peace out.

Later.

So that's the kind of cat you are, isn't it?

What?

First you make a stupid mistake like bringing that kid in.

Then, rather than face up to it, you wanna make it all go away.

He's 12 years old.

It's late. He should be home.

Oh, yeah, right, that's what you care about.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Y'all two got a codependent relationship.

You need to work on that.

When I was young, a codependent relationship was a good marriage.

Sometimes I wanna call my wife just to hear the sound of her voice.

But I know that five minutes into that phone call, my blood pressure is going through the roof,

the phone is sailing across the room and I'm wishing that she's on a plane falling out of the sky.

It's over. I know it's over.

But I had to replace six telephones before I, I really got the hint.

I must be nuts wantin' to call Dr. Blythe.

I don't want another long-term relationship

and I don't want a one-night stand.

You ever been married, Junior?

No.

Don't. Don't get married. Don't get engaged.

Don't even date on a regular basis. Trust me.

My wife got ahold of one of those magazines.

You know, those rag magazines with the questionnaires in 'em.

"Keeping the Flame Lit: 125 Ways to Avoid Divorce."

So every night before we go to bed, my wife asks me a question and we have a meaningful discussion.

I've been up for a hundred and nineteen nights.

They should just get that damn door fixed.

It's not broken.

It's *never* been broken.

Bayliss.

I was double-checking the materials in the Adena Watson case file

and these are the lunch menus from the school cafeteria.

According to these uh menus on Adena's last day they served hot dogs and sauerkraut.

Yeah, we knew that from the autopsy.

When Lewis originally checked with the cafeteria staff, they told him they served spaghetti and meatballs.

Well, so they made a mistake. Big deal.

Yes.

So all this time we've been working along with the assumption that the killer fed Adena the hot dogs and sauerkraut.

That he spent enough time with her to cook a meal.

That she went along with him willingly because she knew him well enough and she didn't have any need to feel afraid.

You know what this means?

A perfect stranger could have snatched her off the street and killed her.

Frank.

The araber killed Adena.

The araber, Risley Tucker, killed Adena.

She was helping him to unhitch his horse from the cart.

His barn burned. His horse died.

Believe me, Bayliss, the man is harmless.

No. He was getting too familiar with her.

Mrs. Watson had told him to lay off.

He got angry and he lured her out into the barn.

This has been your problem all along.

You get one thought in your head and you stick with that thought even when it's wrong.

Frank, you know what your problem is?

Tell me what my problem is, Bayliss.

The araber killed Adena.

The araber killed Adena.

And you can't admit that I'm right.

That's what your problem is, Frank.

Yeah, that's it.

Go ahead, walk away, Frank.

That's what you do best.

I thought you boys might like to meet Santa.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah, great.

Santa wanted to off his wife, so he started shooting into the crowd where she was standing.

Did he hit anybody?

Oh yeah, his aim was great.

But he was using one of these.

Get outta here. What about his wife?

She got very wet.

Ah. So what is it, Kringle?

One of the elves kiss Mrs.Claus's mistletoe?

Is the ozone layer too thin over the North Pole?

Is Rudolph's nose red because of alcohol?

What? What is it?

People don't know how to give anymore.

I understand.

On December 24th, you're the most popular guy in the world.

On December 26th, you're just another fat man in a bad suit.

Happy Hanukkah.

It's your move.

So my little girl, she shows up at my ex-wife's house.

I mean, you know, my old house.

The house I'm still making payments on every month.

She's with her boyfriend, right.

They just got out of this club - it's a rock club;

he's in a band or something - and they uh, they want to spend the night together.

And my ex-wife, I mean, Miss uh "Okay if you have to, but don't mess my hair," she says it's fine with her.

It's okay.

So I raise an objection or two on the phone and uh she hangs up on me.

You have to face the fact that your little Beatrice is growin' up, Crosetti.

I know that, I mean, I know she's not a --

A virgin.

All right, a virgin.

I've come to accept that, and I hope to hell she's using condoms or whatever.

But, but sleeping with some long-haired freak in her own bedroom, the bedroom with the pink wallpaper I picked out for her...

It's got those little stuffed animals I gave her over the years, you know.

Whaddaya gonna do?

I'll kill her mother.

That's justifiable homicide.

You crying?

No.

Hey, lady, I know crying. You're crying. You okay?

Yeah.

It's clean.

No, I'm not okay.

My sister's sick.

I was talking to her on the phone...

Carrie's got a tumor in her breast.

She finds out tomorrow if it's benign or malignant.

And her nothing-for-brains husband picks tonight to tell her he's been having an affair.

With a woman with both breasts.

I don't know, maybe it's genetic.

If we don't have boobs, we marry 'em.

I mean, almost all the women in my family have lost their breasts to cancer.

And you know who I blame? Congress.

Talking suits sitting in the House and Senate.

They don't make a move unless it's about them.

Some senator develops prostate cancer, so millions and millions of dollars get pumped into prostate research.

Maybe if more senators had breasts, they'd do something about it.

No, I just want you to delay them until I get off shift...

I don't know.

Well, give 'em milk and cookies or something.

My guess is it's someone in the unit.

One of us who lights this every night.

Maybe Bayliss.

Maybe Howard.

Maybe Crosetti. Maybe you.

Maybe you.

Me?

Yeah, yeah. You.

You the one making all the noise all the time.

Just to throw suspicion off yourself, huh.

If I didn't know I was innocent, I'd agree.

See, the question we gotta ask is "Why?"

Because if we get the why, it's gonna give us the who.

I never closed an investigation through motive.

Physical evidence. Witnesses. Confessions.

Figure out how, it'll tell ya who.

See, the person who lit this candle had a very, very important reason for doing so.

Candle goes out, they're probably gonna want to light it again, so...stake out time.

Hey Gee, you ever find the AC switch?

No, but I found something else.

Hey, baby, baby.

Santy Claus, mystery babies.

It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.

Who should we contact?

I know what to do with a dead body.

I do *not* know what to do with a live baby.

Social Services.

I got it.

Are they open?

Yeah, they're open 24 hours.

All right, let's get the baby out of the cage

Come on.

What, what are we, scared of a baby?

But he's in a cage.

Maybe he's a wild baby.

No, no. He's no wilder than my, my little girl Beatrice was.

Bayliss, find some milk.

Howard, set up a crib.

Uh, will this help?

Put it in here?

Yeah.

You and the wife never had one?

No. We were too busy with murders and mortgages.

Yes, Detective Lewis over at Homicide.

We're out of milk.

Well run over to Vice and see if they have any.

We're all set.

Okay, you wanna hold the baby?

No, I don't wanna hold that thing.

I'd drop it.

It's a baby.

They don't know yet they can break, so they don't break easy.

Ah, he's so little.

You know, my daughter was really little.

You know, you gonna sweat to death.

People have actually been known to drown in their own sweat.

Take off that tie, Frank.

Yeah, if you don't sweat, your body's gonna overheat and you'll explode.

Hey, slugger.

Chris, do me a favor.

What do you need?

December. We've got to figure out a way of cooling the room down so the baby won't suffer.

I'll get right on it, sir.

I uh I gotta call my daughter.

It's like glue.

I'm sticking to the vinyl of my chair.

How come we never got any real furniture in here?

Don't you think you're a little young to know what love is...

Yeah, he's a nice kid, yeah.

But love is...

Well, I don't want him to sleep over...

No, I know how old you are, I just don't, I don't want, I don't think a boy should sleep over uh uh until you're married

Madonna.

Okay, I got the milk.

Good, good, good.

How we gonna feed him?

Good?

Yeah. Great. All right.

There you go.

Oh, no. No. no.

You, you feed...

How do you, uh...

Tsk. What? You guys.

Come on, I'll do it.

It's okay, baby, it's a-coming. It's a-coming. It's a-coming.

Okay, baby.

Beatrice, uh, I liked him when I first met him...

Oh, yes, I did.

I was just showing him my gun...

No, you gotta, you gotta respect my feelings here, too.

You, you are in my house which I slaved over uh uh uh night and day for ten years

so that your mother and her crook lawyer could take it away from me.

Beatrice, don't you threaten me...

Oh, yeah? Well, what if I sent somebody down there to arrest him? ...

Oh, yes, I will. Oh, yes, I will. Oh, yes, I will.

Yeah, don't hang up.

Don't hang -

Just like her mother.

Do you think I'm fat?

You're big.

Ah, that means you think I'm fat.

No, it means I think you're big.

If I thought you were fat, I would tell you.

What do you care what I think anyway?

You're not askin' me out on a date.

What am I doing calling Dr. Blythe.

Just so she can say no.

I don't like to give people a chance to say no.

Ah, you're afraid maybe she'll say no, huh?

Or maybe she'll say yes.

That creates a bigger fear, huh?

Of what?

Maybe she'll love you.

Maybe she won't love you.

Maybe you're not lovable.

Maybe no one will ever love you again.

Or maybe, Stan, this is the one, huh.

Ya know, I'm nearly 50.

I mean, I, half my life's over.

I, I, all these things I haven't done.

Oh, what a way to start over again. A date.

A date is the closest thing we have in life to death.

But, of course, you don't want *my* advice.

Munch, you know, you've been divorced twice, you have a new girlfriend approximately every twenty days.

You're not a credible witness.

Fine.

You've said it. Felicia said it.

Gwen, Nancy and Maria said it.

I'm incapable of love.

I don't know how to love. I don't know anything about love.

I'm just the Bob Uecker of love.

I'm the Roberto Duran of love.

Hell, I'm the Jim Irsay of love.

Homicide.

Yeah. Munch, it's for you.

Munch...

Yeah, hi. I'm all right...

Yeah, it was hot...

I know, I miss you too...

I'll be right over.

He wouldn't be my first-round draft choice.

What's that?

It's a swamp cooler for the tyke.

Lemme help you set it up.

We need something to put the ice in.

You know, all the books I've read, I don't know anything.

I don't know why my daughter had to grow up.

She, she was so cute when she was young.

She listened to me, she loved me no matter what.

And then she grows up and the next thing I know, I don't know anything.

I'm dysfunctional. I'm withholding.

I don't show enough affection.

How am I supposed to show affection when I'm working a double shift to pay for the dance lessons?

You know, I always thought that,

that a wife and kid, that was it, you know.

That was what it was all about.

That's, that's a life.

Does the boyfriend love her?

I guess so.

Does she love him?

So she says.

Well, Steve, you don't want them to do it in a motel and you don't want them to do it in a car...

Ah, I don't know what I want.

Yeah, I know what I want.

I wanna have all my hair back and I want,

I want my ex-wife to remember that at one point in our lives she loved me,

and I want my little girl to be safe.

Steve, get outta here.

Go home. Go home and make sure your daughter's safe.

Thanks, Gee.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Hey, what are paisans for?

Yeah, you wish you were paisan.

Well, there we go.

That's well, Chris. Thanks.

Anytime.

Eva and I are trying to have a baby.

I hope he's as cute as you.

How's he doin'?

Cooling him off.

Maybe if we had another kid, that would take my wife's mind off our marriage.

The things that come out of your mouth...

What? She loves being pregnant.

It's not another kid she wants, it's romance, hm.

So, you mean I should buy her a present?

No. You should pay attention to her.

♪Love♪ her, hm.

I flew over a volcano once.

That's how hot I am, like the belly of a volcano.

I was just wondering if you could talk to him, sir.

Pembleton? No one can talk to Pembleton.

Yeah, I know, I just think his personality is just getting in the way of the investigation.

You're asking me to tell him to change his personality?

Well...

Listen, I'm his shift commander.

I'm not his psychiatrist. I'm not his mother. I'm not god.

Yes, sir.

I understand that. It's not -

You realize where this is coming from, don't you?

It's what happened earlier with the kid.

The guys made fun, you were embarrassed.

No, sir.

I think that the problem is that Frank won't-

You have to earn the right to be here.

You have to earn their respect.

Until then, you're just another butthead from the mayor's security detail.

Yes sir.

I just think, the question I have...

Bayliss, it's hot.

I don't want to talk anymore.

Okay.

Tim, for what it's worth, I think you're doing a very good job.

Homicide, Pembleton...

Yeah. Yeah.

Kay, it's your sister.

Stan, here, grab the baby.

What -

Carrie, did you find anything out?...

I don't know what time it is, sorry.

Where did he call you from? ...

Maybe he should stay out on the corner for a while, huh.

I know he's your husband, Carrie, but just wait... Carrie...

Kay, uh, he made this little sound.

Now, was that a burp?

I don't know, how do you know when he burps?

Your doing just fine.

Yeah.

Natural fatherly touch.

Sure.

You should have a kid.

By the time the kid's in college, I'll be a statistic.

Homicide, Pembleton...

Yeah... No, I haven't seen him.

Right. I'll be on the lookout.

Santa has escaped.

You checked the chimney?

Bessie Morris from Social Services.

This way.

It's very hot in here.

Well, it's not the heat, it's the humidity.

Gee, I wish I'd said that.

This is, uh, the woman from Social Services.

Mrs. Morris. Where was the child found?

Uh, in the basement.

By Lt. Al Giardello.

In this?

No, it was in a cage.

A cage? Well, that's a new one.

What's going to happen to this baby?

He'll be taken to the hospital, given a physical.

We'll try to track the parents and until we do, he'll be placed in foster care.

Foster parents, they can be unpleasant at times.

You know, I had a case one time -

Look, it's late. It's hot.

I don't need lectures on why the system doesn't work.

Good luck, little fella.

Be careful, will ya?

Lewis, someone lit the candle again.

Who?

I didn't see. Did you?

Nah, I didn't see.

You were supposed to be watching.

So what? So were you.

You said "stakeout".

You were staking it out --

Help me! My baby...

What's the matter?

Somebody stole my baby.

Why the hell would you put your baby in a cage?

Don't try to make me feel bad.

I don't get much work.

And with the baby, a baby *is* a job - a big job.

Then I'm tryin' to go to school...

Babysitter?

You gotta pay.

Like what - halfa what I get?

I don't even get halfa what I need.

Yeah, but a cage...

Rats.

I don't want rats getting to my baby.

Good.

I seen a baby bit in the foot by a rat.

His foot swelled up like a baseball.

I can't lose this job.

I tried welfare.

They ask you how you buy your dress.

I *made* the dress.

They make you feel alive but dead, man... dead.

I want my baby.

I called Social Services.

Mrs. Morris isn't back yet.

When she does get back I think that someone -

Please.

They took my baby away once before.

They ain't gonna give him back now.

Hell, I'm gonna go down there and bring him back myself.

C'mon, we'll get some coffee, all right?

Yeah.

Did you see?

Her tears evaporated in the heat.

I'll get this.

Hello. Homicide, Pembleton.

No. No. No. No.

We still haven't seen him.

Santa's still on the loose.

Said on the news it's the hottest night of the year.

Ever. In the history of the world.

On record. In recorded time.

This plant died.

One night, this plant just shriveled up and died.

Why don't you water it?

Why don't you water us?

Frank, take off that tie!

Learn to relax.

I want my baby.

We'll get your baby back.

Cream, hm?

Don't look at me like that.

Looking at me with big puppy-dog eyes.

I'm not looking at you.

You've been looking at me ever since I came in here tonight.

All right, I won't look at you.

Here.

No, don't, don't.

Don't be nice to me, either, okay.

Why?

Because I don't trust you.

I'm just trying to give you a cup of coffee.

I'm not looking at you or anything. Here.

Okay.

Great.

Well, they know that Mrs. Morris took the baby to the hospital.

They just don't know which hospital.

Huh. Look, I'm not asking you to tell me what's bothering you.

That's your business, not mine.

Good.

It's just that you gave me some really good advice about my wife.

Look, Kay, I'm your partner and I am your friend and I just want you to know that even if I can't help you, I'm there for you.

Even if you don't want to tell me.

I appreciate that.

So, tell me, what's bothering you?

My sister Carrie's got a tumor and she finds out in a few hours if it's malignant or not.

Wow, Kay, I'm really sorry.

It just makes me feel so powerless.

Well, you know, either way, she'd want you there with her at the doctor's.

I'll even drive you.

That's what I love about you, Beau.

Just when I'm ready to write you off, you surprise me.

I like the heat.

I don't like the cold.

Cold scares me.

Makes me feel alone.

Does the baby have a father?

Of course.

Every baby has a father.

I just hope my baby don't wind up lookin' like him, 'cause then I'll remember how much I loved him.

Well, maybe the baby'll end up being as beautiful as you.

I told you, don't be nice to me.

I'm just telling you the truth.

You can bring him back anytime, okay.

Oh, I missed you.

Hey, good morning.

Yeah, I'll be getting off work soon.

Listen, I was thinking, maybe the kids could get themselves to school for a change...

Yeah, and we could maybe have breakfast together...

No, no, breakfast in bed.

It's almost time.

Dr. Blythe's shift is coming on.

My mouth is dry.

You'll be fine.

Just be yourself.

I'm a cop.

You're a person.

Yeah, oh, lemme speak to Dr. Blythe...

No, no, not you.

Dr. Blythe...

I know you're speaking.

I didn't recognize the sound of your voice. You don't usually pick up...

Uh, hot, huh. Uh, yeah, I guess it would be cold in the morgue there...

No, no, we don't have any...

No, they shut it off.

Yeah, uh, no, I'm fine.

I'm healthy...

I'm, yeah, no, yeah, no problems.

Uh, nothing, no, uh, just...

You wanna go out sometime?

.... I don't know, eat, movie.

You like movies?...

Yeah? Well, I like movies, too...

Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...

Uh, this weekend?

Uh, Friday?

... Yeah, no, no, Saturday.

Uh, yeah, Friday I gotta go, uh, yeah, okay, great, great.

That's great.

You did it.

Yeah. Now what?

Felicia, that's it.

I can't take it.

You're like a foreign language.

I never know what you're saying.

I don't know Wednesday if you're gonna be who you were on Tuesday.

Go on, go ahead, break everything.

And thanks for the damn ride.

And don't come back.

And don't call, either, 'cause I ain't home.

Munch, how'd it go?

Good, really good.

Felicia and I are really starting to communicate.

Speaking the same language, huh.

Yeah, everything is great.

Really good.

It's hot in here, isn't it.

Hey, huh?

Who lit it?

Couldn't have been Munch who lit it, he just got back.

All these unsolved cases, you guys are worried about a candle?

The candle went out?

Yeah, and someone relit it.

Well, who was here?

Everyone but Crosetti and you.

No. Maybe we should leave it lit.

Good idea.

Baltimore was built on a swamp.

What I want to know is, who's the genius that decided to build Baltimore on a swamp?

Yeah, Chicago was built on a garlic field.

The Kickapoo Indian word for Chicago is "big stink."

Well, Los Angeles was built in a desert and that didn't turn out any better.

I just wish it would rain.

How 'bout snow?

Whoa! Man!

Nice of you to drop in.

Ho ho ho.

Frank.

What if he didn't carry Adena in?

What if the killer carried her down?

Down.

Down.

Down the metal stairs from the roof.

Now, Adena's body was found here - 718.

From the ground, 718 makes no sense.

From the roof, 718 is the most accessible yard in the block.

I gotta go check on something.

Okay, okay um, 710 and 726 are vacant.

714 is being renovated.

We interviewed everyone in those rowhouses.

Brought 'em down here. Bunch of hoppers, testers, real sleaze.

Right.

But the only house where the male occupants weren't totally accounted for is 702. Berrick.

Hey, hey, hey, a six-year-old was pulled outta 702... Sexual abuse.

This could be it.

What do you say we make a little visit on the Berrick family?

Oh, yeah.

Okay, everyone, listen up.

The shift's officially over.

I'd like everybody to reassemble themselves out on the roof.

I have a special surprise for you.

Come on, you guys, get in there.

All night long I've been telling you to take off that tie. Watch it!

What do you do that for, every night?

What's with you?

I gotta got to a wedding.

At this hour?

It's a long story.

The wedding's in Connecticut - Old Saybrook.

Eva and I are driving up.

Uh-huh.

I know you're the one who lights the candle.

Yeah.

So, why?

It's for all the ones who've been killed.

Uh huh.

What I don't know is, who lit it when I was gone?

I did.

You?

Yeah.

Why?

I figured it was important to you.

It's gonna be our little secret, okay?

Yeah, sure, okay.

Air conditioner's working.

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