All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S04E07 - Ted and Careys Bogus Adventure (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

♪♪

- Morning.
- What do we got?

Possible rape victim,
locked herself
in her bedroom.

- The mother
asked for you.
- Me?

Yeah. Said she had her purse
snatched a few years ago
and you were real nice to her.

- Uh, Thelma Morris.
- Oh, yeah. I remember.

- Call E.S.U.?
- Yeah. On their way.

The elevator's busted.
You're gonna have
to hoof it.

Give us a hint.

- Seventh floor.
- I got friends
in high places.

That's hilarious.

These people
don't need no elevator.

Four or five days,
you get used to this.

Annette, get your behind
out of there.

- Hey. That's the mother.
- Ms. Morris,

- what's going on?
- That's two more
policemen here, Annette.

You feel special enough
to come out now?

- What happened to your daughter?
- This girl came home
last night,

smelling of alcohol,
her clothes all twisted around.

She'd been with those boys
from the prep school...

Who she knows she's supposed
to stay away from.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- They took her out someplace
and took advantage of her.

Your daughter say that,
or are you saying that?

I'm saying
what I saw on her face
when she got home.

Those boys took
advantage of her,
and I want them arrested.

- How old is your daughter?
- She's 17, but she's slow.

Do you know if she has
a knife or a gun
or anything like that?

- No, no.
- Step away from
the door, please.

Annette,
I'm Detective Simone.
Do you want to talk to me?

- I don't know.
- You do it. He's a good man.

Annette, we just want
to make sure
that you're not hurt.

Come on out
and we'll talk
about what happened.

I don't want people mad at me.

- Aw, you missed that boat, baby.
- You gonna shut your yap
anytime soon,

and let my partner do his job?

Annette, just unlock
the door, okay?

It's okay.

- Put that down.
- But I want it.

Let her keep the doll.

Come on.
You can bring the doll
with you, Annette.

I want those boys arrested.

We'll go to
the station house
and we'll talk about it.

First we'll walk down
seven flights of stairs.

♪♪

♪♪

I don't know, Jimmy.
I see some broken ankles
in my future.

No. No, I'm game.
Mm-hmm.

Uh, yeah.

I gotta go, Jimmy.
I will meet you
at noon.

Mm-hmm. Okay. Bye.

- Can I have cocoa?
- Think you deserve
cocoa, do you?

Let me see what
we got inside, okay?

I'll make it.
She takes it a certain way.
You stay there, understand?

And put your knees together.

Right this way.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Girl barricaded
herself in her room.
Her mom says she was raped.

- What's the girl say?
- Dim bulb.

Okay. You and Bobby
get her started.

- I'll have Special Victims
send someone over.
- Get Diane in there too?

Yeah.

- Diane, would you give us a hand
in the coffee room?
- Yeah.

Why don't you come with me?

Back here by your mom.

Annette?
What can you tell us
about these guys yesterday?

Uh, they my friends.

Uh, they my friends.

I see them at Janie's Java
after they have lacrosse
practice.

Mm-hmm that's how she comes
right home after school,
going to that coffee shop.

- Mrs. Morris, please.
- Go ahead, tell.

And so then Carey bought me
a cranberry muffin...

and said,
"Sit down with us."

Uh, this was yesterday?

Well, that was nice.

- He's nice.
- Who else was there?

Uh, Carey...

and Ted...

and two boys I don't know.

And what happened
afterwards, Annette?
After the muffin?

Where'd you go?

Uh...

- A hotel.
- You better be lying.

They said just come for a while.

What happened there?

We drank and, uh...

Oh, I can't remember.

You drank alcohol?

I laid down. I was sleeping.

What's the next thing
you remember?

I think they had sex on me.

All the boys had sex with you?

- In my mouth.
- Bastards!

- I was sleeping.
You remember
this happening though?

Do you remember
if you struggled with them?
Asked them to stop?

Well, I asked them to stop,
and then when they didn't,

I just tried to sleep.

You asked them to stop,
and you tried to sleep
when they wouldn't?

Annette, hat was the name
of the hotel?
Do you remember that?

Oh, I got souvenir matches.

You got souvenir matches?
You took a souvenir?

- I'm sorry what happened.
- All I tried
and it don't matter,

- 'cause the first
person asked, you lay down.
- I'm sorry what happened.

- Mrs. Morris...
- Are you gonna arrest them?

We're gonna talk to our boss
and see how he wants
to handle it.

- I want them arrested.
- I'm sure he's gonna want
these kids brought in.

If you could keep
Annette at home...

In case we need her
to make a photo I.D.

Hey, Josh. Do me a favor?

I think the boss is
gonna want Mrs. Morris
and Annette taken home.

Hmm. She went with four boys
to the Adelphi.

Says they gave her liquor
and then they got over on her...
forced her to have oral sex.

Want us to give the names
to Special Victims?

She gave us the names
of two of the guys
and their school.

Special Victims wants us
on it till their
late tour's in.

Go to the school
and pick them up.

- The boys are gonna say
it was consensual.
- She says it wasn't.

No. Liking the boys
was consensual, going
to the hotel was consensual.

- The rest of it,
she was asleep.
- Want to canvass the Adelphi?

Uh, I gotta go meet
that Jimmy Liery.

Okay. I'll give it
to James and Greg.

I got time
to call the babysitter
before I pick these guys up?

Yeah.

Where you meeting Liery?

-At the park.
We're going roller-skating.
-Don't forget your knee pads.

- I'll see you.
- Yeah.

Ugh.

Line's busy.
She must have stock
in the phone company.

Man, somebody tried
drowning this guy
in aftershave.

I know him.
I put him in Bellevue
four years ago.

He kept biting the heads
off his mom's parakeets.

- Can I help you?
- Whoop. Golly, golly, golly.

- Golly, golly, golly.
- Fred, right?

- Whoop.
- You and me met over those,
uh, bird difficulties.

- Remember?
- Oh, golly.

How's it going?
What's with all the "golly"?

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

You're wearing a lot
of perfume there, Fred.

- I'll tell you that.
- Oh, golly.

So, what, are you
living with your mom still,
or did you move somewhere else?

- Golly, golly, golly.
- Moved to Golly Manor?

Golly, whoop.
Whoop, whoop, whoop.

You said a mouthful there,
Fred. Yeah.

So, uh, what can I do
for you, huh?

Whoop.

- Well, anyways,
thanks for dropping by.
- Oh, golly.

Yeah, sometimes
it goes like that.

Try a different
fragrance maybe, hmm?
Whoop.

- You staying away
from them parakeets?
- Ooh.

- Yeah. You don't want to be
decapitating no more birds.
- Oh, golly.

All right, well,
it's great seeing you again,
and you keep in touch.

Ooh. Golly.

Wanna pick up these kids?

No, I don't want to,
but by golly,
I think we have to.

♪♪

Stretch out, Mouse.
Cat's on your tail.

Yeah? I don't mind
getting caught.

- Yeah?
- Hmm.

You know where I see us, Mouse?

Up in the spotlight...
Big Olympic event.

I toss you high up in the air,
I catch you,
lay down on the ice.

Slide you through my legs,
every other damn thing.

- Mmm. Do we win the medal?
- The ones we don't,
we steal.

Oh!

- Sorry.
- You okay?

- I'm okay.
- Yeah, well, it's because
you bumped into her.

- Anyway, there's no harm done.
- No harm done, huh?

Oh, that's you decides, huh?

- Jimmy!
- Hey, you bumped
into her, my man.

You're the one
with the problem, huh?

- Jimmy!
- Oh, God.

-Huh? You little dirty Jew.
-Jimmy, cut it out.
Get off him.

Easy there, Mouse.
What, am I under arrest now?

Come with me.
I'm calling 911.

- What's the matter with you?
- Mouse, I'm on parole now.

I'm not leaving him like that.
We'll be gone before
they get here.

Mouse... defender of
the suffering downtrodden.

Yeah, I want
to report a man hurt
in Washington Square Park.

- He's gonna need an ambulance.
- Protecting the meek
of the Earth.

Uh, west side of the park,
near the fountain.

No, I don't want
to give my name.

Hey, look at that.
Huh? He's up.

Feels better
just knowing you care.

♪♪

How about I take Carey
into the coffee room?

Ted and me will talk
in the pokey.

I know what this is gonna
be about, and no one forced
anyone to do anything.

Yeah. This is
about Annette, right?

All right,
we had our little chat now?
Everybody on the same page?

- Hey, Ted, your dad's
in here, man.
- Come on, Ted. Let's go.

This is an upstanding
kid you're hassling.
He is a National Merit Scholar.

He's going to Harvard next fall.

Councilman,
his name's been mentioned...

in an allegation
of sexual assault.

- Baloney.
- I'm telling you
why he's here.

This kid is going
to Harvard next fall.

- I'm taking him home.
- I don't know that you want
to do that, Councilman...

Force everyone
to their legal remedies?

Situation's publicized,
even if charges
don't get filed.

You think
there won't be charges?

I'm not prepared to say that.

I can tell you
it's not clear at this point
if charges will be filed.

'Cause this could destroy
a boy's whole future.

Well, the best course
your son can follow is
to give a forthright statement.

I'm gonna be with him for that.

- How old is your boy?
- Hey, I'm in there
or he's not saying anything.

I'll take you in.

You gotta understand
that a lot of girls...

think Carey's like God
or something.

You know?
They've got these
huge crushes on him.

- They want
to make him happy.
- So this was Carey's idea?

Let her make him happy
having sex with you guys?

No, that's not what I mean.
Making him happy
was her idea.

- Dad. This is nuts.
- It's all right, son.

You know Detective Sipowicz.

Yeah, you were a witness
in a homicide I worked.

- That shooting
at the coffee shop.
- That's right.

This girl has said some
completely wrong things.

You're saying
nothing happened
between you and her?

Son, I want you to speak
very slowly and carefully...

Step by step... what went on.

Very slowly.

This girl hangs out
at Janie's Java every day.

She tried to get Carey
to pick her up.

We're talking about Annette,
who's borderline retarded.

You didn't know
she was retarded?

Dad, this girl is completely
developed. She's got
a huge crush on Carey.

She goes to a public school.
I couldn't tell if
she's retarded.

So did you go
with Carey or something
after this girl picked him up?

Carey had a credit card
and we went to a hotel
to party.

See, this is what I don't like
about this school.

Great credentials
on college admissions.

I don't like
the sense of values.
Bunch of overprivileged kids.

How about letting Ted
tell what happened?

You weren't hiding
under a table, were you, Ted?

We went up to the room,

and we were drinking.

Oh, that we're gonna
talk about when
we get home.

I guess she was a little loaded,
but, you know, we were all
kind of loaded,

and, uh, then she
started taking turns
on the guys.

- That's what she was doing.
- And you were resisting
with all your might.

- He's trying to be cooperative.
- Did the girl ever say,
"I don't want to do this"?

- Never showed any reluctance?
- No, she didn't.

This girl went home
and locked herself
in her bedroom,

and put herself
in all kinds of trouble
with her mother...

being ashamed and trying
to hide what happened.

That's 'cause she didn't have
any problem with it?

Oh, what's the indication here,
besides what she's saying...
This happened against her will.

- Are there bruises on this girl?
- Maybe she had a problem
with it after she sobered up.

Four of you make
her have oral sex,
and that was fun for her?

Let's not pretend
it's never happened.

Why don't you
keep your mouth shut?

- Who were the other two guys?
- Sam Tucker and Johnny Korth.

And they're gonna
give us the same story?

Look, I am sorry
that she is upset.

If I had any idea
that she had a problem
with it,

believe me, it never
would have happened.

You know, maybe
I was insensitive,
not realizing...

- she might have a problem
with it later, but...
- Aw, you're a phony bastard.

- That's it.
- Reminds me of that TV kiss-ass
on that Leave It To Beaver.

- All right, Detective.
- This is baseless,

and if anyone tries to make
capital out of the fact
that he was cooperative,

- I'm coming after him.
- We appreciate
your cooperation.

Sure.

- What did he say?
- Oh, she had a big
crush on him.

He said she liked to party.
Everyone gets drunk.

- She takes 'em all on.
- Only thing from that hotel,
floor maid saw...

four guys let this girl in
from the inside fire stairs.

Room clerk was definite
the girl wasn't...

with the boys
when they registered,

which I guess you can argue
sneaking her up shows them
having a guilty mind.

Like they won't say
that was her idea.

We got team photos
from the lacrosse coach.

Take 'em to the apartment.
Maybe she can pick
the other two out.

My asshole gave up their names.

Give the mother
the lay of the land?

D.A.'s call,
but I think he can prepare
a prosecution's unlikely.

You know, this kid...
We could have talked
to him all day.

His parents are
somewhere in Greece.

♪♪

That's Carey and Ted.

Carey's the captain.

Who are the other two
from the hotel, Annette?

Uh, I don't know their names.

It's these two.

- Are you gonna arrest them?
- We already had Carey
and Ted in.

- Carey mad at me?
- You hush up.

Here's how it works,
Mrs. Morris.

We'll turn in the results
of our interviews over
to the district attorney...

to decide if charges
will be filed.

Oh, they're gonna charge
the four of them
for what they did.

And they should charge
the one special
for leading her on.

The one you so worried's
mad at you.

Mrs. Morris, I think
you got to prepare yourself.
Maybe charges won't get brought.

That's not to say Annette
isn't telling the truth.

I think everyone
pretty much agrees
that she is,

and it was a bad thing
that happened up there.

-Did they bribe you?
Is that what happened?
-Nobody got bribed.

They forced sex on this girl.

- I... I don't want to talk
about this anymore.
- Annette...

Maybe if you let us talk
to just your mom
a little, okay?

- Excuse us for a couple of
minutes, and then we'll leave.
- What is it...

Because they said
she cooperated?

They don't even want to file
charges 'cause you made it
too easy for those boys.

Can't even get 'em
legal punishment
'cause of how you are.

- I'm sorry then.
- Yeah, you are sorry.

- You a sorry case.
- Come on, that's enough.

Look, we know this
has really...

been tough on you, and I'm
sure you realize it's been
tough on your daughter...

Oh, you're gonna lecture me now.

You come in here, and say you
won't do your jobs, then you're
gonna tell me how to deal with
my daughter?

Mrs. Morris,
I'm trying to tell you...

that your daughter just
had her first sexual
experience.

I don't know if that's true.
I don't even know if that
was her first sex.

If it was or wasn't
her first sex,

that's still
your daughter in there.

J-Just get out of here.

Get out!
And let me see to her.

♪♪

You're not afraid
they're gonna
come look for you?

You take a look
at that guy's eyes?
He don't wanna find anybody.

"Oh, that Jimmy.
What am I gonna do about him?"

- Something like that.
- "I mean,
is he actually crazy?

What have I
gotten myself into?"

Yeah, you do that stuff
for my benefit, Jimmy,
don't.

It's not cute to me,
impressive, nothing.

Okay, look, Mouse.

Anyone causes you discomfort,
it just sends me.

I can't stand for it.

You're looking
pretty haggard, Jimmy.

How'd we get there?

I'm just saying how you look
and how you're acting.

I'm living under pressure.
Maybe a little steam
blew on the Jew boy.

Whoa, now, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.

- Hey.
- Hey, Mouse.

You make me sick...
What you say and how you act.

I apologize.
What do you want me
to call the guy, huh?

Not "Christ killer," right?
How about "our fellow
monotheist"?

- Somebody really got
in your head growing up.
- It was school.

Maybe one of the fathers,
but I don't think he was
getting in my head.

Maybe him reaching
into my pants is what
turned me around.

- Mouse, save me, huh?
- Who's the patron saint
of lost causes?

Hmm.

Okay, I told you
about waiting
for my friend, right?

You didn't tell me anything.
You said something was
coming to the airport.

Is that what I said?
Not a friend?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Maybe it was a box.

Maybe that's why
I'm overwrought,
not fancy-free Jimmy.

What's in the box?

- What box?
- The box
coming to the airport.

You know that guy?

-No.

- No?
- Mm-mmm.

You know what guy
I'm talking about.

I thought you were
talking about the guy
with the red hair.

Looked like he recognized you.
Now he's trying to get over like
he don't know you from Adam.

I'm sleeping with him, Jimmy.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You gonna give him
a beating now?

No, I'm gonna stay
on your good side, Mouse.
I've forsworn all violence.

Huh?

♪♪

- You feel you covered
all right?
- Guy's a full-on wacko.

How do I know if it's
gonna come back up?

- I'm not sure what you're
telling me, Diane.
- Guy gives a beating...

to some poor bastard
minding his own
business skating,

doesn't even want me
to call 911.

Yeah.

Diane, I hope I didn't
louse nothin' up
for you in the park.

- I think it was
all right, Greg.
- Yeah, I was...

jogging out there
with Abby Sullivan...
instead of having lunch.

Yeah. Great, Greg.

Anyways, uh...

Maybe you need a conversation
at O.C.C.B.

- Look to get off this.
- I'm just reaching the guy.

He's reaching you too.

Well, yeah...
Yeah, he is. So...

Oh, and they said
it was gonna be all fun...
The job.

Don't try to laugh
your feelings off, Diane.

They can find other ways
to go at this guy.

All right.
Thanks, boss.

Yeah.

You know,
I pulled some kind
of back muscle,

twice up and down
seven flights of stairs.

- Yeah, but you got
your exercise.
- Today through Friday.

- Aw, Sylvia's
gonna hate this case.
- She's riding today?

How you gonna file
on these piss pots?

Hey, there's your pal.

- Fred.
- Oh, golly.

I'll tell ya, Fred,
you need something
that's one thing,

but you and me can't hang out.

- Whoop. Wanna.
- "Whoop, wanna."

- Big vocabulary breakthrough.
- Whoop. Wanna.

Whoop, wanna what, Fred?
What do you wanna whoop?

-W-Wanna Mama.
-You wanna mama?
You got a mama, Fred.

Whoop.

Oh, golly.

Where's your mama, Fred?
Is your mom okay?

Whoop. Whoop. Golly, golly.

- Uh, wanna.
- You got a phone, Fred?

- Whoop, whoop.
- You got your phone number?

Ooh, golly. Ooh.

-Come here.
Let's call your mom.
-Oh, golly.

- Come here. Sit down.
- Oh, golly.

- Hey. So how's it going?
- Okay, I guess.

- Yeah?
- That guy's pretty strange.

- Guy with Andy?
- Seems like he's got some
kind of private language.

Yeah, you'll get some of that...
people controlled from
radio towers,

- time travelers.
- I guess
he's pretty harmless.

I think so. Yeah.
Andy says he bit the heads off
of his mother's birds,

but I think that was
kind of like a family situation.

But I mean, in general,
you settling in okay?

- Yeah. In general, yeah.
- Yeah?

'Cause, uh, I'm sure glad
you're down here.

I figured a rose
was too much of a statement.

- An apple won't
raise no eyebrows.
- Thanks.

- There's no answer.
- Whoop. Whoop.

All right, you wrote down
your number, Fred.

Is there anything else
you want to write me?

Anything else you want
to write about your mom?

Whoop. Whoop. Whoop.

Let's take a ride, Fred.

- Oh, golly.
- Bobby, can you run
what we got with Sylvia?

- I gotta take a ride with Fred.
- Ooh!

Okay. You got
that interview summary
from that councilman's kid?

- Yeah.
- Detective, you've gotta
help me.

- What's wrong, Mrs. Morris?
- I don't know where she went.

I went to take out the garbage,
I come back, and she was
gone out the back stairs.

- Does your daughter do that?
- No, she's never done that,
and she's upset.

- You think she's gonna
harm herself?
- You gotta help me!

- Okay, okay, Mrs. Morris.
- Fred, uh, you stay here.

You sit down right here
and you don't move,
okay, golly?

Gina, keep an eye on him.

Come on. Let's... Let's go.
Don't you move.

♪♪

She wouldn't
have wrote a note.
She don't like writing.

Well, you won't give up
any ideas where else
she would be, Mrs. Morris.

- Not past that coffee house.
- Which she's not at.

So if there's no note,
we're kind of out of ideas
ourselves how to help you.

Don't you take a tone with me.

He's taking a tone 'cause
you're doing nothing but
break balls, Mrs. Morris...

Which we know you're upset,
but it don't make no sense
to my partner,

you having no idea
for us to look for Annette.

Look, if it's pride
that's holding you back,
Mrs. Morris,

well, that's your business,
but don't call us
to help you...

and then don't cooperate.

Where you at?

That girl is upset.
What are you doing
talking to her?

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.
Tell her to come down.

Tell her I love her.
Don't let her come
to no harm.

She's up on the roof
by a woman who used
to teach her kindergarten.

Two blocks down.
Oh, please don't
let her come to no harm.

You ought to stay inside here,
Mrs. Morris,

- till we see
where things are going.
- No, no. Let me talk to her.

Annette!

♪♪

♪♪

So in terms of him seeing
the cops from your office,

you're satisfied
you deflected suspicion?

See you're real upset
about the civilian got beaten.

I'm sorry about the civilian.
You said you got him
an ambulance.

My concern is if you're
exposed with Liery.

I think that's all right, okay?
I think that part's all right.

- How are things with Bobby?
- The same.

Worse.

This can't be helping.

Me being undercover
isn't our problem.

You said you didn't think
he knew you loved him.

What do you charge
for these sessions?

- Do you let him know
your feelings?
- I try.

He wants what he wants.

He wants to get married
and he wants to start
a family.

Well, it's not exactly
as if you don't.

Right?

You said this was about
taking time with your mom
and brother.

- If I was telling the truth.
- Why wouldn't you be?

Maybe I just don't
want to get married
and have kids.

Maybe I'm not good enough
for that kind of life.

Can we drop this?

Diane, if you don't know
you're a good person,

undercover's a real easy place
to start thinking you're not.

I've known you for seven years.
I'm your friend.

Do you want me to find
another way at this guy?

- No.
- That's today.

Okay.

Tomorrow you can say yes.

Yeah. Thanks, Jane.

Get my gestapo coat.

Keep reaching out to Bobby.

- Whoop!
- Just a minute, Fred.

No, I'm not aware of any note,
any mention of their names.

I don't know that
that's necessary,
Councilman.

I mean, uh,
I don't think
it is necessary.

Yeah. Yeah. All right.

Hypocrite bastard's
bringing his son...

and the others up
for a talking to.

- Is that Councilman Manos?
- Yeah.

I gotta go with this nut job,
see did he take his
mother's head off.

Well, I'll talk
to the sons of bitches.

What's Nadine say
about Theo?

He's fine.
I just talked to her
20 minutes ago.

- So is there
an indictment in this?
- Nah.

Where is Andy going?

This guy talks
some kind of gibberish.

Andy thinks he was trying
to get across something
happened to his mother.

- D.O.A.'s mother have anyone
to be with her?
- No.

♪♪

Oh, golly.

Yeah, no "oh, golly," Fred.
We're gonna go see
your mom.

Whoop.

Come on, give me your keys.

- Give me your keys, Fred.
- Whoop, wanna.

Don't break my shoes here, Fred,
all right?

- Whoop, wanna.
- You're gonna make me
lose my temper.

Whoop, wanna.
Golly, golly, golly.

Golly, golly, golly.
Golly, golly, golly.

- That's where Mama is?
- Golly, golly, golly.

Whoop. Whoop.
Golly, golly.

Ooh.

Golly, golly.

Whoop.

Geez.

Mom's dead, Fred.

- Did you kill her?
- Whoop.

Mom was getting on in years.
Maybe she had some sickness.

Did you do it like a...
Like a mercy killing?

- Whoop, wanna.
- You wanna kill Mama?

Put her to sleep?
Stop her suffering?

Maybe put a pillow
over her head?

-Golly, wanna. Uh-uh, wanna.
-Now cut out the Indian talk.
I'll give you a smack.

Oh, boy. Oh, golly.

Ooh. Ooh. Ooh.

Don't touch Mama.

Ooh.

What is that?

That nitroglycerin, Fred?

Mama have a heart attack?

Mama went bad?

You put perfume on, huh, Fred?

Finally put Mama
in the Dumpster.

- Oh, wanna. Oh, wanna Mama.
- All right.

All right, all right, Fred.

Mama. Mama.

♪♪

All right, I don't want
you to short shrift
with these kids,

or pull any punches,
what they nearly did here.

They didn't "nearly" do
anything, Councilman.

This is what nearly happened
to your future.

Well, based on the detectives'
interview reports,
my judgment is...

that even if Annette Morris
hadn't killed herself,

you wouldn't be indicted.

Which in no way should
prevent your lesson...

for the thin ice
you just skated on...

and your entire future careers.

So whatever lessons...

you're going to take
from this won't come
from the legal system,

but from your own moral
sense of what you did
to this girl.

Now I gather that you
all feel that this was...

pretty much voluntary
on Annette's part.

You're all putting
your penises in her mouth,

while she was semiconscious,
and ejaculating semen.

You all feel that was
something that she had
somehow consented to.

Which in no way
makes it less sad.

And that she'd
take her own life...

Oh, no, absolutely not.
No less sad at all.

And because there are
no legal penalties...

that any of you
can expect to suffer,

and because none of you
exhibits the slightest
moral sense...

or quality of character
which would bring you
to confront...

your disgraceful complicity
in what happened to this girl
on your own,

and because it's clear
that there is...

no guidance forthcoming
from anyone's parents...

- Whose father are you,
Councilman?
- I'm Ted's father.

Well, you are obviously
a cynic and an opportunist,

and by my husband's account,
a coward and a liar.

And none of the other parents
have even seen fit...

- to make a phone call.
- My parents are in Greece.

Which is why I am so confident
that you boys...

will leave this room
to lead lives filled...

with the disgusting
and contemptible behavior,

the selfish
and empty viciousness...

that you displayed
so precociously...

in the matter
of this girl's death.

Okay?

♪♪

- Hey, Andy.
- Hey.

So I heard that wacko's
mother was a D.O.A., huh?

Just put the kid
back in Bellevue.

Did he, uh, get off
of that mumbo jumbo?

His doc said the "wannas"
were a good sign,

whatever the hell reason
is behind that.

Felt like I understood Fred
better than him.

Tired, huh?

Mmm. Up and down
them stairs.

When's your next weigh-in?

Friday. You gonna bust my nuts
about my weight now?

Gonna hit me while I'm down
from exhaustion?

I was just thinking
maybe you'd see...

some result
from all your exercise,

and it'd be like
a good reinforcement.

You wanna know
a good reinforcement?

A steak, baked potato
with a big butter dollop.

- And replace my vegetables
with another baked potato.
- Oh, yeah, that...

That would take it off.
Cheesecake and some
butterscotch sauce.

MAN
I wanna file a complaint
against somebody.

- Who do I talk to?
- You talk to a detective.

I was beaten up in the park,
and I decided I wanna
press charges.

Detective?
-Excuse me.
Can I help you?

- Good night.
- Night.

I was beaten by someone
while I was roller-skating,

- and I decided I want
to follow through on charges.
- Come on back here.

Why don't you have
a seat over here?

- What's up?
- I was in the park
with Jimmy Liery...

- when he beat that guy up.
- Yeah, all right.

- I did what I could for him.
- I'd never even seen him
before in my life.

- He just started
beating on me for no reason.
- Excuse me. Uh...

You probably
want to take this
gentleman's complaint...

in the interview room,
Andy, huh?

Yeah, that's just
what I want to do.

All right, why don't we
go on down the hall here
and get a little exercise?

What do you mean by that?

Nothin'. Come on.

Mrs. Morris.

Did you arrest them boys?

- Not as yet, no.
- They're not gonna
be arrested?

I don't think the D.A.
has made that final decision.

I called a lawyer.
He said I might
have a lawsuit.

Might have civil remedies.

Well, those people
do have deep pockets,

and they don't like publicity.

I told him it might have
been my voice made her jump.

Why don't you come on
and sit over here,
all right?

I'll get you something to drink.

She left her doll someplace.
Do you know if she
left it here?

- Well, we were all
in the coffee room before.
- Let me go look for it.

I told her to keep it at home.

Come on, come on.
Sit down with me for a second.

Elevator's busted.

Maybe you should think about
staying somewhere else tonight.

She asked if
she could live with
the kindergarten teacher,

and then after
went up on the roof
when she couldn't.

I was there when Mrs. Beachum
was telling you.

I said that she shouldn't
take it on herself.

I mean, if anything,
it was my voice and...

What those boys did to her.

My screaming.

Uh, I don't find it just now.

Okay.
We'll keep looking for it
and, uh,

we'll keep you posted,
Mrs. Morris.

I'm so tired.

Elevator's busted.

Mrs. Morris, I'd really
like you to think if there's
someone you could stay with.

I was with her.

Poor woman.

So what was this
beef about in the park?

Jimmy went off on the guy
for absolutely no reason.

I got it stopped.
I called 911.

I'm sick about it.
He makes me sick.

Night.

- Night, Greg.
- Night.

You know you gotta
get off of this.

I'm just getting to him.
He's up to something bad.

Me and Andy...
We can collar him
off of beating this guy.

With his sheet we're
looking at a pound.
We could flip him off that.

- He'd never flip.
- Oh, no, huh? Jimmy wouldn't?

I don't need you criticizing me
when I'm just looking
for a friendly voice.

How was I
criticizing you, Diane?
I'm saying it's a way out.

Maybe you're just
too close to see it.

You know, you want to talk
about your problems,
but not no solutions.

You can really sound
like an old woman sometimes.

Oh, yeah, huh?

Well, you know what?
Here's an old woman
telling you to kiss his ass.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Hey.

How you doing?

Lousy case.
Woman lost her daughter.

That was her
going down the stairs?

Andy lost his boy last year,
didn't he?

Y-You got kids?

Two boys.
Their dad's got 'em
this week.

I'm doing four-bys
so I don't miss them so much.

God spare me ever knowing
what that's like.

- You want some coffee?
- No, thanks.

Yeah, uh, I don't either.

You got kids?

No. Not yet.

- Night.
- Night.

15th Squad.

No. She's gone.

♪♪

There he is.

Is he making that goofy look
he started making?

No, not right now.

Remember that Dave Garroway?
That's who he looks like
when he makes that expression.

You do not look
like Dave Garroway, Theo.

You look like J. Fred Muggs.

Maury Abrams asked me
to try the Suarez case.

- When did you piss him off?
- It's supposed to be
a compliment.

Everybody in my office
had their hands raised
for that case.

- You tell me who's right
in that mess.
- Well, not Eddie Suarez.

How about those dozen
hooked-up guys
he's standing in for?

Well, maybe if he's
convicted he'll flip.

Sylvia, these guys
put a package together
and Suarez signed on.

Nobody's gonna flip.

When I was talking
to those kids today...

I got this empty feeling.

I knew that nothing
I said was gonna
make any difference...

to anyone in that room.

And since I've been back,
I'll be running a plea
agreement past Maury,

or deciding whether or not
we should take a case,

and suddenly I will get
this feeling...

that I should be back here,
with Theo...

Like I'm in the wrong room.

Sylvia, if you wanna quit,
I could make enough.

I can get
security work.
No problem.

But then I think,
if nobody goes into
that room with those kids...

Me or the lieutenant or Bobby...

There's just that clown
councilman in there
with them.

Then everybody gets
what they deserve.

- Ah.
- Hey.

He's gonna sleep good tonight.

Sure.

He knows his mama's
keeping the republic safe.

♪♪