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the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

It's our house.
You gotta be invited.

You're not.

Good-bye.

You need to back off, Charlie.

What are you,
deaf and dumb?

Door. Use it.

You need to stop. Now.

Charlie, you're
assaulting a cop.

How dumb is that?

MCS, Unit 25!

Signal 10-13

inside at Engine 29!

Officer assaulted!

Back off!

It's all right.
Just calm down.

Take it easy, guy.
Charlie, come on, guy.

It's cool.

Just let it ride.
It's cool.

Well, you got
about 20 seconds.

Screw you.

I don't know about you,
but I don't go that way.

Ohh!

Get off him!

- Charlie!
- Off him, get--

You gotta stop!
Both of you gotta--

[grunting]

Charlie, that's enough!

Ohh! Uhh!

MCS, Unit 25,
signal 10-13.

Request assistance!

10-13, officer assaulted.

Break it up.
Knock it off.

Picked the wrong
firehouse today, big shot!

Uhh!

What are you doing?

Leaving.

They're about
to get you a room.

Hand me my pants,
will you?

Logan, I'm really
sorry that--

Wheeler, two things
I don't need right now:

another fight
or an apology.

Please.

Thanks.

Never gone before
the commissioner?

Hmm.

It's kind of like
a departmental hearing,

with a few more ribbons.

[sighs]

Wheeler.

Don't tell me you've never
had a departmental hearing.

Three firemen
were attacking Logan.

Your detective called
a 10-13 in a fire house.

Her partner was in trouble.
She followed procedure.

Then she's the only one
who did.

Detectives,
I think you know

Chief of D's Bradshaw.

And Commissioner Fahey.

I've got the mayor calling,
the district attorney,

the fire commissioner,
the press.

The PBA, the UFA, the GLBT.

You name the initials.

They all wanna know
what happened.

It's in our report.

I mean now.

Here.
From the beginning.

Wheeler.

A week ago Friday...

[man]
Ian Duffy.

Eight years on the job.
Worked 9/11.

He was on a night shift.

Staggered out of his car
and collapsed.

He just walked in
with multiple stab wounds?

No, he drove.

There's blood all over
his car outside.

Okay, guys, uh...

Please, just give us
a little room.

He's got, like,
20 stab wounds.

Maybe more.

[grunts]

Still got his wallet
and his watch.

You administered CPR?

No, we were too late.

He'd already bled out
on the way over here.

Guy saved my life.

Twice.

What happened
to his hand?

On his way to work,

some kids were beating up
a drag queen

in the West Village.

He intervened.

He take himself
to the hospital?

No, um...

Charlie drove him.

In Ian's car.
Left him at the E.R.

All right, I'll call

the 3-5,
get the incident report.

Hey, and we'll need
to get his civvies

from the locker. Okay.

Anyone else
see the beat-down?

He was with
his wife Claudia.

So Duffy's wife
been notified?

Our captain's
with her now.

We take care of our own.

Well, we're gonna need
to speak to her.

Well, when she's up to it,
I'll let you know.

I'd appreciate if you'd
make that call now, Charlie.

Gay bashing tonight
in the West Village around 8:00.

They took the victim
to St. Vincent's.

He's in surgery.

Live through 9/11
to die like that?

Guy was a hero.

Just might have saved
the wrong person this time.

Hmm.

No, not a real gun.

The tall kid pretended
to point a gun

like he was going
to shoot Ian.

Okay, hold on.

Just tell us
how this all started.

Ian and I had gone
to a diner in the village.

We came around the corner, and...

[Darnell]
So you think you a man?

[Ty]
Faggot!

Uhh!
Hey!

Leave her alone!

Ian!

Ian!

[imitates gun firing]

Call 911!

[Wheeler]
Did you notice
anything particular

about these kids?

What they were wearing, maybe?

One of them wore glasses.

They broke
when Ian hit him.

He--he was bleeding.

Claudia, come on out, huh?

What are you doing with that,
Claudia? Come on.

Mikey, will you get her
a glass of wine?

I'm fine.

So you gonna
go after these kids?

We want to get them
in an interview room.

Yeah, absolutely.

What a waste.

Ian gets killed
for some drag queen?

[cell phone rings]

It's the gay bash victim.

Chanteuse Johnson.

He's out of recovery.

[jaw wired shut]
My life's about love.

I don't understand
that kind of hate.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

This is a police investigation.

There were two other
gay bashings last week.

Where are the police?

Well, we're here now, Mr...

Phillip Geraldson.

Three Ls, two Ps.

Head of the GLBT
Defense Committee.

Can you remember
anything about these kids,

Mr...

Ms.?

[chuckles]

Call me Chanteuse, honey.

One of the kids,

he wore glasses.

I remember him.

I took a bite
out of his arm.

Got a good chunk too.

[chuckles]

All right, we'll send
a sketch artist over.

I always get along
with artists.

[laughter]

Okay.

Those boys
wanted to kill me.

Just for being
who I am.

If it weren't
for the man who stopped them,

I'd be dead.

I'd like to thank him.

Too late.

He's the one
who is dead.

[Wheeler]
The ME report confirms
22 stab wounds.

None hit a major artery.

Duffy would have
been able to drive

for several minutes
before bleeding out.

Ian had his hand
sewn up by 11:00.

He didn't get to the firehouse
until midnight.

There's a lost hour.

He might have
run back into the kids

who did the gay bashing.

We're checking
juvenile files

and calling hospitals.[cell phone rings]

Wheeler.

That's a big leap,
from a beat-down

to multiple stab wounds
and murder.

Gang initiation.

Threatened manhood.

Teenage boys
have killed for less.

Thank you.

The ER nurse from Belvedere

says a Darnell Thomson
came in

with busted glasses,
bleeding from his cheek,

a human bite mark
on his arm.

Any chance he left
a real address?

Darnell just left...

to play baseball
with his brother Ty.

Where do they play?

Central Park,
at the big ball field.

[Wheeler]
By themselves?

[Mrs. Thomson]
They might have taken
their friend James with them.

[Wheeler]
How long have they been gone?

[Mrs. Thomson]
Less than an hour.

Are you sure
they went to play ball?

Yes, they took their bats.
Why?

Do they belong
to a league?

No.
Just pickup games.

What's going on?

If they come back,
call us.

They took the bats
and left the gloves.

Instead of the ball fields,

they may be headed
to the Rambles.

Is that still
a gay pickup spot?

80 years and counting.

MCS unit 25.

We're on our way
to Central Park Drive and 78.

Request signal 10-11 backup forthwith.

[engine starts]

Dispatch have just received
two reports

of gang activity
in the Rambles.

[indistinct shouting]

What the hell
you doin', huh?

The hell
you doin' here, huh?

Get up, boy.

Come around here again,

me and my boys
gonna chuck you!

You come around here--

Police!

Don't move!

Don't move!

Up, up, up, up, up, up!

[scoffs]

Aggh!

Don't make me
climb that tree.

All right, fun's over.

Get out of there.

All three boys
denied everything,

but Darnell's injuries
were consistent with the fight,

and Duffy's wife I.D.'d them.

- For the gay bash?
- Mm-hmm.

I am assuming you put
the juveniles

in non-threatening rooms,

and that their mothers
were present?

Darnell's 16.
We put him in interrogation.

But the others...

[Wheeler]
James and Tyrone
were with their moms.

This one...

He's my boy's age.

James Decker, 14.

He's not too swift.

Well, here's
the big surprise.

James says
it wasn't his idea.

That he was too afraid
to say no.

Excuse me.

You gonna talk to my boys?

This is Mrs. Thomson,
Darnell and Ty's mother.

Make sure you
go hard on 'em.

I don't want to
see them in here again.

Okay, ma'am, you need
to be in the room with Ty.

Mother knows best.

I don't recall.

Don't recall?

You better
tell the truth, Ty.

Now!

I only did it
'cause of Darnell.

If I don't do what he says,
he beats me up.

So it was self-defense.

Against your brother?

You gonna need
some self-defense against me.

Now, here's a guy
who's just like you.

Same skin color.
Same neighborhood.

That faggot
ain't nothing like me!

You're 16 years old.

You know what that means,
don't you?

There's no more
family court.

[whispering]

He grabbed my crotch,
a'ight?

I had to chunk him.

How convenient.

What about the guy
that broke your glasses?

What about him?

He's dead.

[chuckles]

He was alive
when he attacked me.

How about around 11:00,
the next time you ran into him?

Ah, that's not right.

I was home--curfew.

You didn't make a gesture?

Like this,
as you ran away?

What if I did?

I don't have a gun.

He was stabbed.

Not by me.

After I went to the E.R.

for the bite
that bitch gave me,

I went home
and watched TV.

Remember what
you were watching?

Yeah, this show
where white people

were getting
bad face lifts.

Ask my mom.

Nice kids, huh?

At least they didn't
set Chanteuse on fire.

Think they're good
for Duffy's murder?

Doubt it.

Me too.

But that tie
that Duffy wore...

tested positive
for Darnell's blood.

Kid'll do hard time
for the hate crime.

Duffy's wife still around?

In my office.

Was it them?
Did he confess?

Not to the stabbing.

But we've I.D.'d blood

from one of the boys
on your husband's street clothes

from the beating
in the village.

Your husband was wearing
a suit and a tie...

to a diner.

He was at a press conference
that afternoon.

I met him right after.

Press conference?

He was an activist.

On behalf of firemen
from 9/11

who have health problems.

That afternoon,
he was protesting the release

of the 9/11 health guidelines.

He said it was like
spitting on a fire.

How active was he?

He was passionate.

Meetings, rallies.

He even got arrested
with this group,

Forgotten Heroes.

Spent four or five
nights a week with them.

Did anybody get mad
over that?

Besides me?

Just the entire
city government.

Was he ever threatened?

Not that I know of, but...

Firemen don't like
to worry their wives.

The city is lying!
People are dying!

Mr. Duffy,
you can't interrupt.

You're throwin' me out?
They should throw you out!

Guy had balls.

We're doing
everything we can.

You're doing nothing!

Johnson, Zeller, Rivera,
all dead!

[applause]

Uh, freeze that.

He looks like
he's signaling Ian

that he's on his side.

See that?

[Wheeler]
Mm-hmm.

Then maybe he knows
who wasn't.

Ian was furious.

His brothers
are getting sick.

Dropping dead.

And the city just wants
to cut them loose.

Don't you work
for the city?

Physician assistant.
Health department.

They only give me the resources
to record findings

and--and make referrals.

It's just C.Y.A.

The real death toll
is just starting.

So at the press conference,

you were showing
your support?

Yeah.
Ian was a good man.

He was a fighter.

You think that had something
to do with his murder?

Do you?

Oh, well, politicians
had no trouble

turning their backs
on these heroes.

I guess they could
stab one.

So you and Ian
were involved

with the Forgotten Heroes
group?

Yep. Their office
is near the firehouse.

Ian gave a lot of his time
to help out.

Was Ian there
a lot last week?

Mmm, couple nights, I guess.

His wife said four or five.

Mmm, wait, yeah.

Yeah, that sounds right.

This is a homicide
investigation, Mr. Keele.

You need to be
straight with us.

Uh, look, I'm sure his wife
has a better memory

of his... schedule
than I do.

No, she only knows
when he wasn't home.

You know whether
he was at work or...

if you were covering
for him.

He was a good man.

And good men sometimes
have a piece on the side

and ask their friends
to lie for them.

Not Ian.

Hell of a friend--
doesn't wanna give him up,

even though he's dead.

If he was seeing someone,

the Nearest Doughnut Theory

says she lives
near the firehouse.

The what?

Men are lazy.

Even if there's
a good meal across town,

they'll usually just reach
for the nearest doughnut.

Sounds about right.

In which case, he probably
met her at the nearest bar.

14 bars within 10 blocks.

I hit 12.
You got anything?

Oh, just a few clowns
asking for my number.

That's funny, all they
asked me to do was leave.

Maybe he met her
at her apartment.

So, what, are we gonna
knock on 2,000 doors?

Not tonight, we're not.

How about Julian's?
Did you go in there?

You're kidding, right?

Two nights a week.
Sometimes more.

Stopped coming
about three months ago.

You sure
it was this guy?

I got baby blues
with 20/20.

Liked his beer dark
and his whisky Irish.

Most nights,
he left here alone.

And when he did, he broke
every heart in the room.

He's gay?

And so,
armed with this piece

of bartender's gossip,

you took it upon yourselves

to go the firehouse

and out Duffy
to his brothers?

Commissioner, my detectives
did everything they could

to avoid that.

I instructed Wheeler to go
back to Duffy's widow.

And to discreetly ask
about their marriage.

We met in
ninth grade home room.

He played soccer.
And the guitar.

[chuckles]

All the girls
liked him.

I never knew
why he picked me.

What did he say?

That I was special.

And how were thingslately?

Do you mind
if we sit down?

I'm not feeling so well.

Claudia, are you...

Yeah.

Pregnant.

Found out right before.

Oh, God, it's my fault.

Maybe it's my fault.

What do you mean?

[sighs]

I'd known for a while
the way he'd been.

There was someone else.

I hadn't said anything.
I always...

felt like I was lucky
just to have him.

And then you found out
you were pregnant?

And I knew I had
to deal with it.

We went out to dinner.

I told him I was pregnant.

And that,
whatever was going on,

it had to stop.

Now.

Did he tell you
this person's name?

No.

Anything at all?

He just said he loved me.

And that she didn't
mean anything to him.

And that
he was gonna end it.

It wasn't a quickie
in the back seat of a car.

It was a three-month affair.

And when Ian
tried to end it,

his lover went off.

A passion crime.

Gay rage.

Old school police term.

We don't use it anymore,
and I don't want

to hear it
from either of you,

but back in the day,
that's what everyone called it.

The strength of a man
with the hysteria of a woman.

[chuckles]

Apologies.

How about just
calling it crazy?

Once this guy started stabbing,
he couldn't stop.

22 times, in the chest.

Chest only, not the face
or the back?

There was a case
12 years ago at the 3-5.

Married man,
20-something.

Stabs...
all to the chest.

Homicide figured...

gay love gone bad.

But the wife denied it.

Case went nowhere.

Victim's name was...

John T. Hoffman.

12 years, and you remember
his name?

Same name as one of two
New York City mayors

who went on
to become governor.

John T. Hoffman
murdered in '94.

Case cleared
two years ago.

They get a verdict?

No, it's an
exceptional clearance.

A convict plead out,
died last year.

What?

Who was the detective?

Steven Grubman.

Heh.

Talk about old school.

Don't tell him I say hi.

Logan, why don't you
go be his...

old school buddy?

Oh, yeah,
I'm all over this.

And, Wheeler...

play young.

That case was a stinker.

Finally got a close
on an exceptional clearance.

Can you go over that?

How old's your partner, ten?

That's when you
classify a case as solved

without making an arrest.

Boss was on our ass.

Clearance rate
was below 50%.

I was two months
out of retirement.

So we opened the drawer,
pulled out an old case,

and we solved it.
How?

You drove all the way
to Rocklin County for this?

We're looking for
a similar M.O.

You know, it's another
misdemeanor homicide.

A what?

What am I,
a dictionary here?

It was the early '90s.
2,000 homicides a year.

Some guy gets stabbed
on a pier by a hustler,

not a priority.

But then two years ago--

We took another look at it.

I had a con upstate,
a lifer with health problems.

He wanted to be transferred.

He pled out
to Hoffman's murder.

The victim's wife and kid
thought justice was served.

Our solve rate went up.

And everybody's a winner.
Okay?

Thank you.

Hey, give Ross
my warmest regards.

You got it.
Come on, let's go.

You know what gets me?

This bum is sitting
on a pension for life.

Well, in those days,
it was triage.

Guys like that,
that's how they got by.

And these days?

We do what Grubman
should have done.

Examine the case.

Hoffman was married.
Let's start with the widow.

Okay.
She lives in Philly.

You stroll in
and want me to shatter

what I've put back together?

I was devastated back then.

And now it would
devastate my son.

Mrs. Hoffman, there's just
been a similar murder.

Another woman
lost her husband.

We're not asking you
to help us.

We're asking you
to help her.

I will not repeat this.

I will not testify.

My son will not know.

Okay.

John...

He traveled to New York
on business.

Frequently.

When confronted,
he admitted

to being involved
with a man.

I told him
he had to end it.

He went back to New York.

He never came back.

Did you know
who this man was?

No.

Anything about him?

I don't, I'm sorry.

Is this your son?

John, Jr.

How old is he?

11.

Did he ever
know his father?

No.

I was pregnant...
when John...

Well, it's deja vu
all over again.

Hoffman was a married man,
deep in the closet,

and his wife
got pregnant.

He's our guy.
He falls for unavailable men.

Their wives get pregnant--
the one thing he can't do--

and he can't
bear the rejection.

He flips out.

Any leads
in Hoffman's file?

Another
compartmentalized guy.

No one in his life
knew about his other life.

And two partial prints

on Hoffman's belt
from the crime scene...

no matches.

You know what?

I don't care how
compartmentalized Duffy was.

One of his firemen buddies
knows something.

Even if he doesn't
wanna know something.

Hell, it could even be
one of his firemen buddies.

Come here.

You two know
the interdepartmental history.

We are entering
extremely complicated territory.

Now, I'll call their lieutenant
and clear it with him.

But go easy
with these guys.

Three strokes
before you kick.

If it turns ugly,
let Wheeler talk.

You know, police, fire.

We're all
on the same team.

Basically.

Logan, someone tells me
you're gay,

I don't care.

But the FDNY is not
the NYPD.

These men work together,
cook together,

live together.

There's a code.

We clear?

No worries.

[Charlie]
Screw you!

I don't know about you,

but I don't go that way.

Ohh! Gunter, stop!

He's gone nuts!

MCS, Unit 25!

Signal 10-13!

Request assistance!

Hey, hey!

Come on, come on.

Police, back off!

Hey, this is Mikey
at Engine 29.

We got a brawl with the cops.
Get your guys down here now!

[tires screech]

Uhh!

Ohh!

Ohh!

Commissioner,
we did everything possible

to avoid what happened.

Absolutely.

We'll be in touch.

Detectives, give us a minute
with your captain.

Detectives.

Be right back.

Unfortunately, we now
have two cases to deal with.

The murder and the felony
assault on you.

Felony assault?

The fireman
who threw the first punch,

the commissioner
wants to send a message.

I didn't see who did that.

Did you, Wheeler?

I must have been
on the radio.

Pick someone.

In the meantime, I'd say
you two... touched a nerve.

It might just
be homophobia.

It might be someone
was overcompensating.

If Duffy was having
an in-house affair,

one of the men who attacked you
might be the murderer.

You want us
to go back and ask?

If he was leading
a double life

with someone
in the firehouse,

they'd have had
the perfect cover.

Claudia.

His wife.

She doesn't know
who Duffy's lover was,

but she'll know
who his best friend was.

Who he talked about.

Who called his home.

Play it close to the vest.

If she knows
why you're asking,

she's gonna
put her guard up.

I hear you got
knocked around pretty good.

Yeah, well,
those guys, they're, uh,

they're as tough
as they look.

You got
what you deserved.

The only reason
why I'm talking to you

is because
I want you to know

you're wrong
about my husband.

He wasn't gay.

Your husband was a regular
at a gay bar.

The bartender
knew his favorite drinks.

That's a lie.
He's lying.

Dark beer.

Irish whisky.

He also told us Ian
stopped coming in

about three months ago.

That's about when
you started to think

he was having an affair.

No, I--
I would have known.

Look, the guy
who stabbed your husband,

he's done it before.

12 years ago.

To a married businessman
whose wife was pregnant,

the night the man
tried to end the affair.

Stop it!
You're lying.

Stop it!

Mrs. Duffy, I'm sorry.

We're trying
to get this guy.

We need your help.

I can't help you.

This doesn't
make any sense.

Claudia, was there anyone
that Ian talked about?

Like a... friend?

No, just the guys,
his brothers.

Who was his best friend?

Someone maybe he went away
with once in a while.

[Claudia]
I don't know how to help you.

It's all wrong.

My husband loved me.

I won't talk about this. No.

Is this your husband
being arrested?

At a rally,
with Brendan.

The charges were dropped.

The charges
were dropped.

The city is lying!

People are dying!

The city is lying!
People are dying!

Mr. Duffy,
you can't interrupt.

You throw me out?
They should thro--

They have the same tie.

That doesn't mean
they were lovers.

Let's ask the wife.

I'm gonna bet she doesn't know
where he got it.

Duffy wore his
at the press conference.

Maybe it was some kind

of signal...

to let Brendan know
they were gonna meet up later.

Where do you get this?

Some kind of
Scared Straight video?

Look at your screen.

"Brendan Keele.

Acquitted for assault
in Vermont."

He stabbed
his college roommate

with a letter opener.

Got off on self-defense.

The prints
on the Hoffman murder...

how partial are they?

Let's run 'em again.

Been a lot of updates
to the system

in the last 12 years.

Hoffman's partials

matched Brendan Keele's prints
from Vermont.

It's him.

Congratulations.

You've just solved
a closed case

where a different defendant
pled out

and subsequently died...
in prison.

They got the wrong guy.

Can we reopen?

Find me a D.A.
who'll take this to court,

and I'll show you a D.A.
who's about to lose his job.

Well, we have
the same pattern

and the same... motive.

The same M.O.

Every time this guy
feels rejected,

he goes off.

The jury won't be told
Keele's history.

We have to find
some other way

to out this guy
as a murderer.

You know, uh...

I think I might remember

who it was who took
that first swing at me.

Mind if I bring him in?

By all means.

But this time,
do it carefully.

Yeah.

How about
some fresh Parmesan,

plus a half pound of pancetta,
uh, pound of prosciut,

and, uh, one of those mozzarellas.

Jeez, why don't you guys
get out of here

so some of us
get a chance?

What the hell do you want?

Put your hands on the counter,
Charlie. Slowly.

Okay.

So what's going on,

you want to get into it
right here?

No, Charlie.

I need a favor.

A really big favor.

Mrs. Duffy.
How's she holding up?

She's okay.

Hey, look, I'm not gon--

I'm not gonna have to--

Just be your normal,
charming self, Charlie.

Thank you, Mrs. Duffy.

Hey, Claudia.

Don't.

She found out you were
covering for the affair.

Oh.

[door closes]

Mr. Keele... as you know,
we're very close to an arrest.

And we think it's someone
you're familiar with

and will be able
to identify.

Oh, I'm... glad
you made headway.

Mrs. Duffy has given us
her written statement,

which I hope
you can confirm.

Okay.

[clears throat]

"On the night
my husband was killed,

"I told him
he had to end the affair.

"But he refused.

"He said
he was leaving me,

"that he wanted
a divorce

because he was in love
with someone else."

Going on.

"He knew how much
I wanted to have children.

And he'd never agree
to have a baby with me."

Now... Mrs. Duffy
picked out

the man from a lineup.

Uh, I can't tell you who,
of course.

But you said you knew
that Ian was having an affair.

Do you recognize
any of these men

as Ian's lover?

No.

What?

[Wheeler]
Let's try again.

Did you ever see Ian
with any of these men?

Well, of course.

That's, um...
[clears throat]

That's Charlie.
They worked together.

Charlie Hugo?
Uh, can you tell us

which number he is?

Um, he's number three.

You know that.

[knocks on glass]

And you know that Ian

was having an affair
with Charlie Hugo?

No.

[clears throat]

You okay, Mr. Keele?

Maybe...
Charlie did kill him.

They were together a lot.

Um...
he's your suspect.

He did it.

I'm just saying...
they weren't a couple.

Brendan...

Claudia knows.

No, she doesn't.

It's in her statement, uh,

"Ian told me how much
he and Charlie had in common.

"How he respected him.

How they were in love."

She said that?

Well, it makes sense.

A big, handsome guy
like that, I mean...

Best firefighter
in the house.

I mean...

I'm straight, but, uh...

Well, it looks like
it's over, Charlie.

I'm telling you,
you got it wrong.

Two plane tickets
to Cape Cod, Massachusetts.

It's the only state
that allows men to get married.

Are these yours?

Come on, Charlie!

They got names on 'em.

He's done.

I--Heh.

I, um, I still
can't believe this.

Is it okay if I...

Suit yourself.

Charlie, we already have
your DNA

from the semen
in Ian's car.

So... come on.

Okay... they're our tickets.

But I didn't kill him.

But you were lovers.

Come on, come on, come on.
We ain't got time, Charlie.

All right, yeah,
we were lovers.

For how long?

Three years.

So you were running away

together that night.

Eloping.

We were.

No.

You okay, Brendan?

Um... uh...

Is--is there a bathroom
I can use?

Yeah, just out
and to the right.

Hey!

You son of a bitch!

He didn't love you.
He loved me!

Get him out of here!

Get him out!

Get him
out of here!

Running away?
Three years?

That's a lie!

Ian had
to stay with Claudia

because the stupid bitch
got pregnant!

He made that up
to get rid of you!

What?

Yeah, he said you were
so needy and weak,

it was the only way
he could shake you.

No. It was me.

Not you.
I saw him last.

I was the one
he loved, me!

Let him go.
I'll take care of this.

I made him mine!
22 times! Forever!

Mine!

Get him in a holding cell.
Read him his rights.

Let go of me!

Get off of me!

Nice work.

You're free to go.

Hey... no hard feelings.

Yeah.

Claudia...

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

We'll still need you both
to testify in court.

And I'm afraid
we won't be able

to keep this
out of the papers.

I want our child to grow up
knowing the truth.

His father was a hero.