All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S06E16 - Taint Misbehavin (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

- Beachfront, Danny.
- The building's Beachfront.

The apartment you'd be renting probably
overlooks the garbage cans in the alley.

Beachfront, in exclusive Southampton.

You're looking at the garage, Danny.
This is the house.

Pardon my error, Greg.
It's like a 24th-generation photocopy.

It is a house, it faces the beach,
It is 500 dollars per individual

assuming a four-way split,
and your window's till 10:00 a.m.

'Cause my contact in the two-three,

happens to have a waiting list
with checks at the ready.

I'm gonna pass.

Thanks for thinking of me.

You, uh, want a little more time deciding?

Nah. I'll probably be seein' my sisters.

Yeah. 'Cause this way
I... I thought I'd know somebody.

Hey, Danny.

How's it going?

Nadine, this is my partner, Andy Sipowicz.
Nadine...

- How do you do?
- Dimarco.

How's it going?

Let's get a cup of coffee.

Sure.

Pleased to meet you, Andy.
Heard a lot about you.

- Sorry for blanking on your name.
- That's what it was.

- That's right, Nadine.
- It wasn't like, "Don't mind her, Andy.

"She isn't even worth you remembering
what her last name is."

Nadine, you come over here
to give me a hard time

how I introduce you to my partner?

No, I come over to tell you that...

I'm late, Danny.

- You're late?
- I'm late, that's right.

Was that your first sex, Danny?
You don't know how babies get made?

- All right. Let's start again.
- No. I think we're finished,

'cause I think I got my answer
to the rest of what I wanted to ask.

- I wish you'd stop so I could talk to you.
- Yeah. Nadine, whoever I am.

Did you catch her last name, Andy?

This is Nadine Dimarco.
Nadine Dimarco, guys.

This is Diane Russell.
That's James Martinez, Nadine.

Greg Medavoy.

Greg's considering a one-week rental
at some exclusive Beachfront come July.

Nadine, Nadine?

Would you stop making me chase you?

Is that really
what it looks like I'm doing?

You're sure you don't want
a cup of coffee?

No. I'm good.

- What was that, that went on?
- Nothing.

- That was nothing?
- It's nothing I want to talk about, Andy.

That was a personal situation
involving sex,

- answer yes or no.
- I'm not answering you, Andy.

'Cause I don't want to talk about it.

You're gonna drive yourself in the ground
like a corkscrew before seeking advice?

- Do I look screwed in the ground?
- My inference on that discussion's

context, you're halfway home
to getting screwed, pal.

Whether you know it or not.

Dimarco. I'm assuming she's Italian?

- No. Only half, just on her father's side.
- What's the other half?

- Are you sure you want to know, Andy?
- What's her extraction?

Imagine the worst, Andy, okay?

Look, whatever her background,
if this is the context I'm imagining,

you both gotta settle your minds

deciding what's in yours
and her interests.

I just can't shut you up, Andy, can I?

Would you leave me the hell alone?
Find someone else to drive crazy.

Give me one day off.

Dump job, Andy. You're up.

Medavoy, Martinez, you ride with me.

Morning, Jill.

Hey, Jill.

Shut up, can I?

"Why don't you just go bother
somebody else? Just give me one day off."

One day off, huh?

I'll give you one day off.
I'll give you a whole...

Give me a day off.

Here I am trying to help you.
Trying to get you hang in there.

And you're telling me...

No gunshot or knife wounds on the D.O.A.
He got beat to death.

Yeah. Office building super found him.
His building only rents two dumpsters,

and there was three
in the alley this morning.

- No I.D.?
- No I.D. on the body,

- or in any of the alley dumpsters.
- Where's Sorenson?

- He's, uh, reconnoitering.
- Uh, Danny's widening the I.D.

search perimeter.

Uh, we figure the extra, uh,
dumpster with the D.O.A. in it.

Was transported from somewhere's else.

Yeah. We'll contact the carting company,
get a list of their clients.

Check with them, see who's missing one.

- Gary Medford.
- Where'd you find the license?

About a block down in a garbage can.

Let me see that.

That's him.

Matches the polaroid we took of the D.O.A.

Why's Andy putting me
in the middle of this?

I guess Andy's thinking
you got a better shot

getting Sorenson talking
'cause you weren't here when it went off.

In other words, better me than you.

That's another way to put it.

I'm betting Andy put in his two cents
after Danny's words with that Nadine.

- Yeah, probably.
- Yeah.

What we're seeing now
is the spillover from that back-and-forth.

Anyways, Andy's gonna be a pain in the ass
the rest of the shift.

Oh, yes.

- 15th squad.
- 15th squad.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Credit card company.

Somebody just tried to use the D.O.A.'s
card to buy a big-screen TV at this, uh,

Tommy's Electronics on 4th & B.

Manager at Tommy's
stalled the guy,

said that the TV wasn't in stock

and they have it this afternoon
for him to pick up.

Medavoy, Martinez, let's go sit
on this place, try to pick this guy up.

- What are you, hiding?
- How's he doing?

He's pretty much accepted the super
in the D.O.A.'s building isn't kidding.

- About not speaking English?
- Mm-hmm.

Now he's trying to figure what the guy
is speaking so we can get a translator.

I could kill Andy.

Jill, just tell him you tried
and Sorenson wouldn't open up.

Then Andy'll kill me.

He's Ethiopian, the super.

Addis Ababa, that's the city he's from.

- Not his name.
- Yeah. Job's Ethiopian translator's

only backlogged three to five days,

so that's real promising,
getting background on this D.O.A.

I guess try for leads on the D.O.A.
from the owner instead.

Yeah. Let me go see
how the building's registered.

- How's it going?
- Case wise, not very well.

Was that your reference?

Oh, case wise, I know we're in the dumper.

How are things otherwise?

They're good. How are your boys?

Good. Right now they're out of their minds
to see Roger Clemens.

Yeah. The rocket comes to the Bronx.

I'll get 'em tickets when he pitches
against the Twins.

That's who they followed with their dad.

Slim Pickings following
the Twins since Kirby Puckett quit.

Yeah. Well, their dad's from Minneapolis.

Should we see how Diane's doing?

Sure.

- Have a seat, Ted.
- Good, thanks.

- Here.
- Great. Great.

So you, uh, found this guy's wallet
that you used the credit card from,

- this Gary Medford?
- Listen, I screwed up. I admit it.

I should've given the wallet back.
But, hey...

I have no excuse,
but I am telling you right now,

that I will give that stereo back,

and I will personally apologize
to this Gary Medford,

whose credit card I used.

Then you're looking at a trip
to the morgue.

Hey, violent threats on my person
are not necessary.

Gary Medford was found dead this morning.

- What?
- That puts the stereo

you bought with his credit card
in the category

of the least of your problems.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah.

- Take a moment to come to grips.
- Okay.

Okay.

All right, uh...

Go on. Come on.

I don't know a Gary Medford

and I sure as hell don't know
about him being dead.

You gathered your wits bad, Ted.

Now this guy that we're talking about
was found buried

under construction material,
which you would have access to,

being a construction laborer
for Vaughan and Sons,

which, as it happens, also rents
from the same dumpster company

that owns the dumpster
Gary Medford shows up dead in.

The victim's credit card
was found on you, Ted.

You're tied circumstantially
to the receptacle he was found in,

and since the minute we picked you up,
all you've done is lie.

- Yeah, I know it looks bad for me.
- Whatever you do or don't, tell us, Ted.

From here on in,
we have plenty to go to the D.A. with,

and have them ring you up for murder.

Okay. I'm gonna tell you what I know.

- Are we startin' fresh?
- How many times you want to get hit?

You know, the last time You hit me,
I jumped up and sat on my own testicle.

Friday afternoon, Richie Waughan
comes to me to...

to transport a dumpster off-site.

If you knew Richie, you wouldn't ask
why you're doing something,

even if you weren't working for him,
and I'm his employee.

So, I load the dumpster,
I drive to the alley,

and I roll it out
next to the other dumpsters.

- Never once looked inside?
- Not if you know Richie.

And this was like some magic process,
the credit card gets to your pocket.

Before I drive off-site, Richie hands me
that credit card,

to make one big-ticket purchase,
then tear the card up.

And nothing's smellin' fishy to you?

Well, whatever happened,
I know I didn't do it.

So you bought the stereo on Saturday?

Then I got greedy.
I didn't tear the credit card up,

and went back for the TV today.

Lookin' back now,
that's where I messed up,

trying to double-dip with the TV.

Right?

- Get in the cage.
- Just so long as you know I...

- I didn't kill this guy.
- Get in the cage and shut up.

Hey, hey. hey. hey. I... I imagine
you want to talk to Richie next.

This time of day he's on-site.

He's lucky he's as stupid as he is

or he'd realize
how good his boss framed him.

The super at the D.O.A.'s building
is no help.

The building's owned
by a Benjamin Rawlings.

We called his home, his wife said
try him at the Silver Dollar.

On 12th.

Bartender at the Silver Dollar said
Bennie's called Rooster,

said he's on a bus junket
to Atlantic City.

What's going on?

What's the guy's act used the D.O.A.'s
credit card?

He's a mutt, but you can probably
like his boss.

Does day work at a construction site,
this Ted.

Told us his boss had him put a dumpster
onto his truck and unload it in an alley

like ten blocks away.

His boss paid him for the errand by, uh,
letting him use a boosted credit card

one time only.

Do you buy he didn't know it was
the D.O.A.'s credit card he was using?

Yeah. I found that credible,
and also him not looking in the dumpster.

Yeah, you find it credible pretty much
anything this Ted overlooked.

Go straight at his boss.

The boss definitely points you to this guy
off the credit card.

He definitely set him up for the patsy.

Has he got brains enough
to help us with a wire?

- Get his boss on tape?
- You'd really want to give him

a thorough prep, this Ted.

Contact Taru, have him here
first thing in the morning.

Wire the guy up.

Okay, I'm keep trying to contact
the, uh, D.O.A.'s parents.

- Yeah. Where do they live?
- Dayton.

I'll pick up the building owner
in the morning,

if he didn't make his fortune
on the slots.

Sounds like a front.

Yeah, you don't meet that many legit guys
named Rooster.

He didn't really want to talk to me, Andy.

- And how did you approach that?
- How did I approach it?

- His initial reluctance.
- I asked him how he was doing.

He said he was okay.

He didn't really want to go into it more.

- So his initial reluctance continued?
- Right.

- And you left it there?
- Yeah. That's where I left it.

Nothing on this situation with the girl?

You, uh, want to run this down for Ted,
with me and James, Andy?

Let him know about the wire?

No.

Hi, Nadine.

- Hi.
- Could we talk a little?

- You want a beer?
- No. Thanks.

I'm sure about it, Danny.
I took the home test three times.

It's just...
You said it couldn't happen.

I told you what my doctor told me.

I have scar tissue from an infection
when I was seven years old,

and I couldn't conceive a child.

I'm not questioning your honesty, Nadine.

I know you think I tricked you into this.
I know that's what you're thinking.

I'm not. I'm trying to understand
what's going on,

so we can decide what to do.

We don't have to decide anything.

I was not trying
to involve you or trap you,

so you can just stop worrying, okay?

All that happened at the station house,
I was a minute getting my head around

what you told me.

I understand that you took that
for reservation on my part

or me thinking that you were scheming.
But that wasn't it.

It wasn't?

I don't think
you tried to trap me, Nadine.

I'm a good judge of character,
and I don't believe you'd do that.

Anyone thinks we're dealing the cards
what happens to us,

hasn't been around too much.

This is what happened.

I want to do the right thing.

What do you mean, Danny?

I'll always meet my responsibilities
to you and the baby,

financial and otherwise.

As far as what develops between us...

I'd as soon that takes its own course.

Yeah. I think that makes sense.

Thanks, Danny.

I apologize for flying off the handle.

Hey, everyone gets afraid.

- Morning.
- Morning, Diane.

- Locker room's barricaded.
- Yeah. They're wiring that mope up.

I got a personal situation.
I'm involved with a girl.

More than you wanted to know.

What's the situation?

She's in trouble.
You know...

Pregnant. I'm convinced it's mine,
one thing,

and I believed it was accidental.

She has a condition.

The doctors
didn't think this could happen.

- Why you didn't take precautions.
- Yeah, exactly.

Some medical situation,
I didn't go into the details.

And, um, she wants to keep the baby?

Definitely.

How... how do you feel about it?

I wouldn't bring a child in the world,
I wasn't responsible for.

Do you think you could fall
in love with her?

Nadine's a really nice girl.

Being truthful, we don't really know
each other that well.

For what it's worth,
Andy's always helped me

a lot easier than himself.

- Thanks Diane, for talking to me.
- I hope it works out.

I'm... I'm gonna get a yogurt.

Andy, you want a yogurt?

You think I've been occupied
by some strange spirit?

How's it going?

Good.

Me and her, we got a lot of things
ironed out last night.

You and Nadine.

As far as bein' pregnant, she is.

That was a given,
and she admitted to entrapping you?

She didn't entrap me, Andy.
She didn't think she could get pregnant.

She have, like, a church dispensation
she could do that without consequence?

They told her she couldn't have a baby,
her doctors. She went on their word.

You were who was present.

You're better positioned than me
if she's shooting you through the grease.

Yeah. I don't think she's shooting me
through the grease.

Fine, good, leave it at that.

So you thinkin' a large ceremony?

We're not talkin' marriage, Andy.

We're talkin' me taking
proper responsibility.

You taking proper responsibility,
given the givens how she lays them out,

- assuming the assumptions.
- Yes, Andy, correct.

Assuming the assumptions,
given the givens.

I butted into a situation like this
with my son.

He didn't speak to me two years.

I'm keeping my further opinions to myself.

I hope to God things work out.

Thanks.

Where's that idiot?

Uh, he's in the locker room
with Greg and James.

Let me try to reach the D.O.A.'s landlord.

How we doin' in there, Ted?

Hey, excuse me goin' a little slow.
My first time dry-shaving my pubes.

- He's dumpin'?
- Still shaving.

Come on. Open the door,
or I'll kick it in and drown you.

- Ow! You just made me nick myself.
- Come on. Open it up.

Okay.

He's ready.

All right. I apologize for my underwear.

- I didn't know I was gonna be arrested.
- Just hold still.

Okay. I'm Richie, Ted.
Let's run through it.

Hey, Richie. It's me Ted.

Tell him he's standing in front of him,
so I don't have to hit this moron.

He's imagining the office door
may be closed.

- What's Your problem?
- What I did is weighing on my mind.

What I had you do is weighing on you?

What you had me do, right?
I'm worried about it, okay?

The name on the credit card you gave me
is the same name as the dead guy

found in the dumpster, I read about today.

And you had me transport a dumpster,
Richie.

Whatever you're talking about
is coincidence.

My ass is on the line.

What if the cops come and get me
for the credit card?

Tell them you found it.

But they can trace the dumpster.

But they can trace the dumpster.

But, Richie, they can trace the dumpster
to our site.

I need 25,000 dollars to leave town.

At this point, they'll agree to the money
or punch you in the face.

Either way, we got him.

He's good.

Did you kill that guy, Richie?
Is that what you did?

- Shut up.
- Hey, Ted,

remember, don't look for us on the street,
okay? That's important.

Okay.

Make sure you're not followed
and get back here.

- This... this is uncomfortable.
- The alternative location's up your ass.

All right. Let me learn to live with this.

- Come on.
- Get my pants on.

Walkin' like a cowboy
eases a lot of the pressure.

- Yeah, good.
- Good morning.

Hey, Jill.

- Bowlegged type of deal.
- Shut up.

Tryin' that Rooster at the Silver Dollar.

- Hi, Jill.
- Good morning.

You ever watch these kids
in the pre-school?

Yeah.

That big-eared one's a troublemaker.

Is Sorenson talking to Andy?

Uh, Sorenson was on the phone
trying to drum up the D.O.A.'s landlord.

Andy was headed out to that construction
site with Greg and James.

He may have talked to Andy before
Andy left.

Hmm.

He's sweet, Sorenson.

- Rooster's back.
- How'd he do in Atlantic City?

- Tapped.
- Oh, there's an upset.

Remember when Evel Knievel
tried to leap across that Big Canyon

- and plummeted to earth?
- Snake River Canyon.

And the Snake River itself
was what he plummeted into.

Thousands and thousands of feet below.

How's it goin', Richie?

- What are you doin' here?
- I need to talk to you, Richie.

I told you don't come back.
I wouldn't need you till next week.

No, but it's urgent.

Now, what is it?

I can't sleep and vicious headaches,
which I get when I'm worried.

Why do you think I care
if something's wrong with you?

I read... I read today, the paper.

I don't know
what you're talkin' about, Ted.

The dumpster corpse, I'm involved.

If you want a job to come back to

and you wanna come back to it
with your nose intact,

you better turn around right now
and get out of my sight.

Take that as a confession from Ted.

Want me to run him over, Andy?

Did I hear him say "Rooster,"
the guy who called you to the phone?

Yeah. That's, uh... that's my nickname
at the Silver Dollar, Rooster.

You want us to call you Rooster or Benny?

Um, Rooster's okay.

- How'd you come by it?
- Hittin' a few henhouses?

Well, in my day, I was, uh,
I was active in that regard, yeah.

But, uh...

Hey, what's this all about?

Rooster, you own a building
at 343 Charles Street?

Yes, I do. It's an...
it's an apartment residence.

- You got a tenant named Gary Medford?
- Why are you asking me to disclose that?

Oh, nothing major.
Gary's got some credit card problems.

Oh. Has Gary been misusing
his credit card?

Hmm.

Look, to tell you the truth,
as far as knowing anything about Gary,

you just put me out of my depth.

I'm, uh... what do you call it?
I'm more an absentee landlord type.

You're so absentee,
you don't know who lives there?

That building ain't no
20-story high-rise, Rooster.

Yeah, but I'm totally absentee.

- Did you know the super in your building?
- No.

- He's Ethiopian.
- Well, there I'm way out of my depth.

Rooster, it's always
possible that you're an eccentric,

Howard Hughes type real estate mogul,
dressing below his station.

But you being out of your depth
so consistently,

my money's on you fronting
for that building's real owner.

What is this about, taxes?
Zoning or some type delinquency?

Tell us who really owns that building,
Rooster,

or what it's gonna be about
is you getting charged with felony fraud.

My son-in-law.

You see, he's got liability issues
on another dwellings he's involved with.

So you let him put your name
on the ownership papers.

We got no problem with that,
Rooster.

We're not looking to give
your son-in-law or you any IRS problems.

It's just to ask him for background
on this shopaholic tenant?

That's the sum and substance of it.

Richie Vaughan is my son-in-law.

- Attaboy, Rooster.
- Yeah. Cock-a-doodle-doo.

- Where are we gonna reach Richie?
- Building site he's contracted on.

I'll write it down.

And the way
he described the aggravation,

before I'd actually own that building,
I'd have my head examined.

Richie said one of the tenants found out
he was the actual owner.

The guy's a 24/7 complainer.

Richie'd like to kill him.

Ted better hope Andy had a good BM.

I think Andy beats his balls off
regardless.

It's bad enough you screwed up
with Richie, Ted.

Where the hell you been?

I walked three blocks from the site,
down the subway,

jumped back on the platform just before
the doors closed..

- All right. We got bigger problems.
- Up the street again,

circled the block, down the train,
and get on.

Okay. You took good precautions.

I got cited for hopping a turnstile.

Can you make that disappear?

- Oh, boy.
- Welcome back, numb-nut.

- Sorry, it didn't work out.
- Aw, no hard feelings.

- Is he miffed at my problems with Richie?
- What?

Well... Richie.
I was asking if you was miffed.

Miffed? Am I miffed?
No. No, I'm not miffed.

How do we go after him now?

- What's plan "B"?
- Ted.

Go away.

You are forcin' the transmitter
into my 'tain't.

Come on.

So are we going to remove
the transmitter now?

Yeah, yeah. Let's hurry.

- That's bad.
- The head-patting.

How'd the guy do with the wire?

Very poorly.

- Yeah, huh?
- Oh, my god!

It turns out this Vaughan
was the D.O.A.'s landlord.

We were just over there.
Three of the other tenants said the D.O.A.

was a ball-breaker
over building maintenance.

The D.O.A. tracked down Vaughan
was the real owner,

tried to organize a tenants' vigil
outside his house.

Mary, Mother of God!

You tell him to yank fast, he ignores you.

I'm feeling waves of nausea.

Strap him back up.

- That him?
- Yeah.

I'm that idiot's brother.

I don't care who you are.
You'd better take a big step back, pal.

You're done givin' orders to anybody
in my family.

And I think we're gonna talk about
what we need to talk about in private.

Unless you wanna do it
in front of your men.

Me. You got me now.

Come on.

- All right. What the hell's going on here?
- You got balls, Richie.

Whackin' a guy and then making my brother
help dispose the body.

- Keep it down.
- The hell if I will.

You wanna talk? We'll talk.
Just keep it down.

What we need to talk about is you putting
my brother in that kind of a jackpot.

And then figuring it's only worth
a 100 dollar boom box.

I gave him a credit card to use.

He's not smart enough to use it
for a bigger score, that's his problem.

"Keep the amount within reason,"
was your exact words, Richie.

And my brother's mistaking the electronic
item I purchased...

Him staying mute will cost you
10,000 cash today.

You're out of your mind.

If you think it's only you in this room
that ever took another man's life,

you're mistaken.

- Three grand.
- 7,500.

Five.

6,500 would be exactly down the middle
between your opening offers...

Five grand, cash. Today.

Now let's square stories in case the cops
start interviewing friends or coworkers.

Did this guy that you whacked
have any contact with Ted?

- Ted don't know him.
- Who the hell was he to you, anyway?

Just some guy with a big mouth
who underestimated me,

something which you should keep in mind
you ever decide to come back for more.

I think you got a third party
to worry about.

I'm lost for the moment.

"Some bigmouth underestimated me."

He don't have the balls
to do murder himself.

Believe me, I did that murder, pal.

He was a pain in the balls tenant
that I got sick of hearing complain.

You come back for more shakedown money,
I'll do the same to you.

- Where's the 5,000?
- My bank is down on fourth.

Let's go. I can quake in my boots walking.

I hated to have to bring him in
on this, Richie.

- Police. Get your hands up.
- You're a collar, asshole.

You're a collar, Richie.
You're laid, blown, and parlayed.

I'm gonna kill you. I swear to god.

No matter what it takes,
you're a dead man.

Still don't go trying to make
a plea bargain now.

Watch out, please.

I'm a friend of detective Sorenson's.
Nadine Dimarco.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- John, Nadine Dimarco.
- We just met, yes.

It's all right. What's the matter?

I'm not anymore.

- Okay, Nadine.
- The little pregnant I was, I'm not.

- It's all right.
- I was, though. I just went to the doctor.

- I wasn't tricking you.
- Shh.

- I lost the baby.
- Shh.

The eagle has landed.

Richie Vaughan is in custody,
thanks to the, uh, fake brother work,

of me and Detective Sipowicz.

- Come on.
- Let's take off your transmitter.

- Locked?
- Yeah.

Come on. Let's go downstairs.

Why don't we go somewhere's and talk?

I couldn't.
That's why I wanted to come here.

This was all too strange anyway.

Right, Danny? I mean...

I wasn't even supposed
to be able to get pregnant.

And we pretty much just liked
each other at a bar.

It would've been too much of a miracle.

I'm calling you.

Could you wait... let me call you?

Please?

She's not in that situation.
No more Nadine.

I saw she was upset.

I guess, if that happens,
it's for the best.

Guess so.

Not us necessarily.

For her body.

We were gonna have it.

I'd never not be a parent, you know?

Me neither.

Andy.

That's over, with Nadine.

She's not pregnant no more.

She says she's gonna call me,
once she's feeling better.

Huh, the old days they'd say,
"Don't tell nobody for three months."

Till the baby's more likely.

My wife told me that with our little guy.

Keep your mouth shut
for the first 90 days of the pregnancy.

Twenty-four hours,
I'd sworn the whole squad to secrecy.

You know... I'm half a head case, Andy.

You ever see my potholder collection?

I get confused sometimes.

Look, I don't pretend knowin' everything
about everything, especially about women.

You intended meeting your responsibilities
with this girl.

I care for my sisters as best I can.

You been doing that a long time.

I get tired not knowin' what I'm doin'.

Does your, uh,
aunt and uncle counsel you at all?

Grateful as I am they raised us,

my aunt and uncle withheld information
about my family situation, Andy.

My mother was alive
13 years longer than I thought.

I wouldn't trust my aunt and uncle
to help me cross the street.

I feel bad for this Nadine,
I'll tell you that much.

She'll be okay.

You know that?

What's convenient for one person
don't mean the other person's happy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How are things going, Danny?

All right. You know,
that situation's resolved.

I really appreciate all the help.

Sure.

- Good night.
- Yeah. Good night.

Good night, Diane.

She don't need to be walked to her car.

No. She can probably make it.

Anyways... Thanks a lot, Andy.

Sure.

Good night.