All language subtitles for Homicide life on the street S06E09 - Closet Cases

- Morning, Bayliss, Pembleton.
- What we got?

Male, partially nude
and not much of a face left.

- Meaning?
- Meaning he was badly beaten.

- I'd say vevr badly.
- Looks like a fractured skull.

Wearing some kind of woman's lingerie.

Er... actually, that's a teddy.
Now, who was it who found the body?

Chris Rawls, owner of the Zodiac,
the restaurant that leases the dumpster.

OK.

Hey, Julianna.

- Listen...
- What?

You left this er...

Oh, shoot.
Here you go.

You left these at my apartment,
under the pillow.

You have to give these
back to me here?

- I knew I was gonna see you here.
- Just never mind.

Put 'em in my pocket.

Just put them in my pocket.
Just never mind.

- Put them in my pocket. Right there.
- OK, OK, OK, OK.

- We'll talk about this tonight.
- Maybe I'm busy tonight.

- Everything OK?
- Yeah.

- Hi, how you doin'?
- Hi.

- You're Chris Rawls?
- Yes, yes.

- And you found the body?
- When I dumped last night's trash.

- Do you have any idea who it might be?
- Oh, well, it's kinda hard to recognise.

- Yeah.
- You guys want to talk inside?

I just put on a fresh pot of coffee.

- Yeah?
- OK.

- You know, I'm gonna be just a second.
- OK.

- Julianna? Dr Cox, can I talk to you?
- What?

Listen, are you really busy,
or you just don't want to see me tonight?

- What is it?
- Er...

We've been seeing each other almost
evevr night for the last three weeks.

And I don't know. Maybe we need
just to take a little time off.

I see, I see. Hey, listen.
Hey, listen to me.

Is this about me
giving you back the earrings here?

You don't let me leave anything
at your apartment.

You give everything back to me.
Even things I've given you.

If this is about what happened
this morning, you know...

I am sorvr about that. It was just...

- You know what?
- What?

This isn't gonna work out.

Maybe you're right.
I'll take some time off.

Yeah, exactly.

- What's going on with you and Cox?
- Erm... we broke up.

What do you mean, you broke up?
When were you together?

I don't tell you everything, Frank.

You don't tell me anything.

So when was the last time
someone checked that dumpster?

Evening before last. Raymond, usually
takes the trash out at closing time.

I took it out this morning
cos he left early last night.

Thanks, Noreen.

Is this a hate crime?

The lingerie, the severity of the beating,
maybe, or a sex crime.

Is your restaurant clientele
mostly homosexual?

Predominantly, yeah. Why?

I'm tvrin' to ask whether leavin' a body
in your dumpster is a sort of message.

Do you have enemies?

Besides Jesse Helms, no.

Is this connected
to Philip Robson's murder?

- Who was Philip Robson?
- A bartender at the White Crow.

Munch is working the case.
Did you know Mr Robson?

Not personally, but the community's
been following the investigation.

- I don't suppose you have a suspect?
- Not at this point, we don't, no.

Have there been incidents
at your restaurant?

Fights, for example?

No, this is a quiet neighbourhood place,
a little pasta, a little red wine,

the best tartufo in Baltimore.
I've seen a few lover's quarrels.

- But nothing violent.
- Well, OK.

We appreciate your cooperation.

If there's anything I can do,
don't hesitate to ask.

You'll run into people who don't have
the highest regard for the Baltimore PD.

Relations between your community
and mine are a little strained.

We don't have an agenda of any kind.
We're just workin' a murder.

- Two.
- Excuse me?

- Philip Robson.
- Right.

If we need your help,
we'll give you a call.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

By the way, Detective? I like your tie.

Oh... thanks.

- You were good with Rawls.
- What are you talking about?

He was flirting.
You didn't lose your head.

He wasn't flirting with me, Frank.
He liked my tie.

I'm saying the old Bayliss might have
slugged him instead of shakin' his hand.

Wait, what are you saying?
That I'm homophobic?

I'm saying you haven't always been
comfortable with the gay community.

- I'm giving you a compliment, all right?
- Thank you.

- Hey, Meldrick.
- Hey.

- What's up with you?
- Oh, you know. Same old, same old.

- How are things in Sex Crimes?
- Oh, thrill a minute.

- You should come visit sometime.
- Yeah, sometime.

Well, I'm on a case.
I gotta go.

- Oh, Terri?
- What?

Nothing, I'll er...
I'll catch you later.

- We need to talk.
- About what?

- Oh, that again?
- Is this some kind of joke to you?

Is this like business as usual?

If you want to panic, that's fine.
You go ahead. I'm not gonna.

Maybe that's your problem,
you're just too damn stupid to panic.

I wanna know everything
about Georgia Rae.

- What's to know, Meldrick?
- You told me about this tape.

You've been duckin' me ever since.

- So?
- So?

If Georgia's got videotape
of you shooting Luther,

then we are all in the jackpot.
I gotta tell Stivers.

No! I mean, use your head!
You and I can handle this. She can't.

Lf... if Georgia has videotape of you
shootin' Luther, we need to tell her.

She's in the jackpot,
just like you and me.

We gotta tell her.
She's got a right to know.

OK, fine.
I'll take care of it.

How you gonna do that, Mikey?
How you gonna do that?

- How you gonna make this go away?
- Look! I'll take care of it, OK?

- Don't give me that hopeful look.
- What?

Your John Doe has evevr intention
of remaining a John Doe for now.

He has no tattoos, no scars
and no past broken bones.

What about time of death?

Given the cold climate, my best estimate
would be 24 to 48 hours.

And what was the cause?

The skull was fractured
with some blunt object.

And the body was dressed
in lingerie probably after death.

- So the killer was makin' a statement.
- Hey, is this his chest?

I was hoping that there would be lung
disease or some sort of cracked rib,

where I could place this fella
in the hospital recently.

Sometimes we can get an ID that way,

but, unfortunately,
he was in the pink of health.

So that's it?

Well, he was muscular,
probably some sort of gym rat.

He was tan, for Januavr.

He either used a tanning bed
or was recently on a vacation.

- How about the blood work?
- Nothing on the drug screen.

There was a small amount of alcohol
and red wine tannin in his urine

and his last meal was linguine
and seafood, not vevr well digested,

I'd say an hour or two
before he was killed.

So we're looking for a muscular, tanned,
white male who liked linguine?

Best I can do.

Well, is there any sort of indication
that he was gay?

I don't think they have
a test for that, Bayliss.

This Missing Persons crap,
it's all paperwork.

I've been away from Homicide so long,
I feel like a missing person my self.

For all of Central Mavrland, there are 19
white males that might match our body.

- Here, this guy here weighs 220.
- You can scratch him.

Yeah, who were the reporting parties?

Wives, brothers, roommates.

To start, let's figure that this guy
wasn't turned in by any wife.

Right.

Wait a sec.

You're thinkin' your guy's a corn muffin?

I'm here after quitting time,
bustin' my hump for some fag?

You're saying that he's gay,
we shouldn't be working this case?

Don't get all sensitive on me,
Bayliss.

The guy's a candy-ass,
he's a candy-ass. What do I care?

I get paid either way.

You know something?
You are a real credit to your badge.

Keep looking.

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

Yes, sir, we have protestors here, too.

Yes, sir...

I understand.

Yeah, I'd like to know
about your dinner specials.

Last night and Wednesday night?

That eliminates missing adult man
number five. So we've got twelve to go.

I'm surrounded by fools and assassins!

- Which am I, Gee?
- That depends.

- What have you a got on John Doe?
- We ran the prints, no match.

I'm trackin' down
a missing adult white male.

Frank is calling
Mount Vernon restaurants

to make a match with the menu items
in the victim's stomach contents.

I got a little bit more media attention
than I can stand on this.

Bodies fall evevr day in Baltimore.
Bodies fall here, bodies fall there.

Just once, a body falls with lingerie on,

and it's found in a dumpster
in a gay neighbourhood,

and the whole world's in a frenzy!

Gee, we can't start solving a murder
until we know who got killed.

And those are your specials?

Munch? Any connection
between this and the Robson case?

Robson was mugged, then he was shot,
wallet, watch, the whole bit.

- Straight up robbevr-murder.
- Robson was gay.

- I don't think the shooter knew that.
- Lieutenant, phone for you. Channel 8.

Tell 'em I'm dead!

OK, linguine and seafood
in a light pesto sauce.

- Where?
- The Zodiac.

They cooked the linguine and
rented the dumpster. Coincidence?

Pretend it's a clue!

Bon apptit.

Enough is enough, Al!
You're early for your shift.

- We got a problem.
- Do tell.

Someone's screwin' around
with Landau's laptop.

- What?
- Landau's using it for police work.

Some goof on your shift is using it
to play Minesweeper and Solitaire!

- How do you know it's my people?
- Let's call the Crime Lab.

I'll get a lab tech
with some print dust and we'll know.

- Calm down, Walter!
- Don't jerk me around on this!

- A diablo stronzo. Sono circondato!
- Come on.

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

- What in the hell?
- It's my old train set, H-O gauge.

Oh, let me guess.
You're having an inner child moment?

Nah, I just wanted to see
if the set still ran right.

In the Coffee Room?

Well, I brought it to work,

and told myself I was gonna drive
to Janine's house

and give it to my kid
like a belated Christmas present.

Belated?

How could she take him away
for the holidays?

Second year in a row
she goes to see her parents.

Well, maybe you guys
need to talk this out.

- Well, what I need is a good lawyer.
- Oh, I don't know, Paul.

Getting lawyers involved,
sometimes things tend to get a lot uglier.

Christmas without my son...
Ain't much uglier than that.

No, all's I'm sayin' is that,

before you go to war
maybe give peace a chance.

Pack this up, go give it to your kid,

and have a long heart-to-heart
with his mother.

You don't know Janine.

Does she love your son?

Well, rely on that much.

Nice caboose.

I'm sorvr I'm late.
We're busy today.

- Oh, no. Thanks for taking the time.
- Absolutely.

OK, these are... er...
adult white males,

between the ages of 18 and 45,
all reported missing.

- Do you recognise any of these?
- That's Alan Costello.

- You know him?
- He owns a nightclub on Park.

The Carnivale.
He comes in here all time.

- How about the night before last?
- Yes, he...

Was that Alan in the dumpster?

Who'd he have dinner with?

Oh, I don't know.
I didn't recognise the kid.

- Just one of Alan's hustlers.
- He went out with hustlers?

Well, no, not like that.
He was vevr generous.

He was always helping these kids,
a free meal, a place to stay, a job.

- His brother reported him missing.
- I didn't know he had a brother.

Alan Costello lives with his brother Sam,
at 528 Cathedral, Apartment 5B.

- We haven't talked to Sam yet.
- What?

- Sam Farrell.
- Farrell?

Alan's lover, Sam.
He's an accountant.

And still afraid of what people
will think when... if they know he's gay.

OK, so Sam reports Alan missing
and he lied about his relationship.

He probably thought he'd get more
of a police response

if he didn't emphasise
the gay aspect. I can't blame him.

We're working this case
like we would any other.

He does the books at night
at The Carnivale.

I'll go along with you. He's a friend.

If I come along, chances are
you'll get better results.

Noreen, may I have my jacket?
I'll be back to close.

Runnin' hot, runnin' cold

I was runnin' into overload

It was extreme

Greg! Is Sam working.

I'll meet you back there.

So high, so low

So low, there was nowhere to go

Like a bad dream

- Know what I think?
- What?

- I say you know what I think?
- What?

No matter what else you say,

these people really know
how to make the night time count.

I'm feelin' good
from my head to my shoes

I mean, look at this place.
They're having a hell of a good time.

Yeah, although on the other hand,

I could go the rest of my life without
seeing two men dancing together.

Have an open mind.

I'm not saying it's wrong.
I don't wanna watch.

'Cause I've got love...

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You two together?
- Yeah, we're joined at the hip.

Ah, what a shame.

Detective Pembleton.

- I'm Sam Farrell.
- OK, I'm Detective Bayliss.

- Detective Pembleton.
- Hello, sir.

- You found Alan?
- Possibly, yes, sir.

- He was murdered?
- The body that we found was murdered.

We were hoping
you could make a identification.

Oh, he was six foot, muscular, tan.

We're gonna go to the morgue and
you can make a positive identification.

I gotta keep my name out of this.
I'm from Glen Burnie, for God's sakes.

Oh, Sam.

Alan was at the restaurant
the night before last.

He was with some kid,
some new kid I didn't recognise.

- He tell you who he was?
- I don't know.

It's not just about you any more.

There's a predator out there.
It affects all of us.

Do you know who Alan was with
that night, Mr Farrell?

No. He'd stopped telling me
about these boys.

- I would get angvr.
- Why?

He was on a mission to save these kids,
whether they wanted it or not.

Of course, I got angvr.
I just wanted him to stay home.

OK. Come on.

- Yeah?
- Who the hell are you?

- Who the hell are you?
- Paul?

What's this brain-dead doin' here?
Where's Danny?

- Don't you talk to me like...
- I'm talking to my wife.

Tervr, give us a minute.
I'll be right in, OK?

Who's Tervr?
And where's my son?

Daniel's asleep.
And you have no right to be here.

- It's not your night to see him.
- I came to see you.

This is not a good time.

You living with this hump?
What's his name?

- Tervr what?
- Brown.

Not that that's any of your business.
And no, I'm not living with him.

He's spending time with my son.
Come on, that is my business.

Why am I arguing
in the freezing cold with you?

- Good night, Paul.
- Wait, I'm sorvr, Janine.

I'm sorvr.
I just want to talk to you.

Do you mind?

You can't come over without calling.
I got a life.

I know that. I'm sorvr.

- When can I see you?
- How about lunch tomorrow?

Hey...

Er...

Tell Daniel that I miss him.

Oh, man.

- Meldrick, hi.
- Hey.

- I should've called, but...
- No, it's OK. What's up?

We need to talk.

Come on in.

- Everything all right?
- No...

I mean, it will be OK.
We just gotta...

What is it?

Georgia Rae has a videotape
of Luther's shooting.

- What?
- Yeah.

Old Luther had video surveillance
all around his apartment.

I mean, you know, er... It doesn't
necessarily mean we're screwed.

He had a gun in his hand
and the tape will show that.

- You haven't seen the tape?
- No.

So far all you know,
it'll show Kellerman executing Luther,

and you and I standing by
doing nothing.

No. The man had the gun raised.

Kellerman can delude himself, Meldrick.
You can, too. I was there!

What does she want?

We don't know. She's been stringing
Mikey along for a couple weeks?

He has known about it that long
and he didn't say anything?

- Mikey will handle the situation.
- No!

It was my decision to come tell you this.
Mikey didn't even want you in on it.

So I'm supposed to be grateful to you
cos you came and told me the truth?

I knew telling you this...
you were gonna react like this.

But I told you anyway.
What does that say?

You, me and Kellerman,
we are gonna meet, we're gonna talk.

I want to hear from his mouth
how he's gonna handle this situation.

His face is pretty badly beaten.

Can you identify the body, Mr Farrell?

Alan has three moles,
sort of a triangle on his lower back.

- If I could just see...
- Can you help me roll him, please?

Can I touch him?

It's him. It's Alan.

Are you sure?

We were together for twelve years.

Alan didn't deserve this.

I want you to find the son of a bitch
who killed my husband.

Alan and Sam were together
for 12 years.

- That's longer than most marriages.
- Marriage isn't guaranteed for anything.

Longevity, happiness.

Twelve years, I never even dated
anyone half that long.

- You haven't met the right woman.
- Know what?

I think these guys got... an interesting
take on the whole relationship thing.

These guys, gay guys?

Right off the bat, two guys,
they got a lot in common.

They know what it's like to wake up
in the morning as a guy.

They got same anatomy,
same hormones.

They take a leak, they shower,
they wash the same body.

Now, I can imagine
waking up with a woman,

but I can't imagine waking up
as a woman.

- Well, isn't that the point?
- Same with the conversations.

They'd be easier, more direct.
Just like you and me right now.

- Just like you and me what?
- The conversation we're having, here.

We're talking and we're sharing
with each other.

We're sharing
our thoughts with each other.

Now, with a woman,
you gotta censor yourself.

You're worvring about
that no matter what you say,

that she is gonna take it all
the wrong way.

Hang... hang on.

Mavr and I talk about
what's on our mind all the time.

- It's the individuals, not the gender.
- Yeah.

But can you and Mavr borrow
each other's clothes?

Two men living together,
you can borrow that other guy's clothes.

So you're done, right?
You're done?

I'm just speaking my mind here, Frank.

I can do that with you,
cos you're a man.

Pretend I'm a woman. That way,
you can keep your thoughts to yourself.

Hey, guys.

- How much?
- How about fifty?

Get in.

Sure, I know Alan.

Evevrbody knows Alan.
He's a real sweetheart.

- Mm-hm. When did you last see him?
- A couple nights ago.

It was cold.

He let a couple of us in the club for free
so we could warm up.

- You ever go out to dinner with Alan?
- Me? No.

No? You know anyone who did?

Er...

Er... I don't think so.

So the last time you saw Alan Costello,
who was he with?

- The new boy.
- The new boy?

You know the one, Varika?
Has the hair, has the clothes.

- He's only been in town a few weeks.
- Mm-hm.

Talkin' like Mr Bigshot until the cheque
comes, and then he's MIA.

Always talkin' about how everything's
so much better up in San Francisco.

- That's the one.
- So what's his name?

- Kevin.
- I think his name is Peter.

- Roger.
- Mm-mm. It might be Steven.

The guy you're looking for
is Peter Fields. He's from California.

He's always making a big play
about his rich trade,

but he's usually on the street
like the rest of us.

So where will we find this Peter Fields?

He hangs out at Floss.

- Floss?
- New club over on Charles.

Yeah, I know Peter Fields.

He was mouthing off
about his date with Costello.

- You remember when this was?
- Two nights ago.

Fields is always braggin' about
his sugar daddies, but he's a total fake.

He's got a messed up head.

You think he's capable of murder?

I think he's capable of anything.

But you still let him in your club?

He's got the face, he's got the body.

To meet a guy like Fields, that's
why they come here in the first place.

Figured out how you're
gonna turn me to IID yet?

- Cut the crap.
- I just want to talk, that's all.

- You shouldn't have told her.
- We can't be turnin' on each other.

We stick together or lose control.

Georgia Rae Mahoney
sends that tape to Internal, or worse,

she sends it to the local news,
we're all done as cops.

And go to Giardello,
what's the difference?

It's us coming clean.
It's a different stovr.

No, it's no different.

So what? So what?
So we avoid criminal charges?

We'll still be asked to resign
from the force.

So we stay on the job, knowing
we can be blackmailed at any time?

Georgia Rae ain't asked for nothin'
but it don't mean she won't.

- How far is this going, Mike?
- It's not going anywhere.

Do you really think that of me?

You think I'd compromise my badge?
You think I'd go on her payroll? Do you?

What do you want me to do?

I don't want to live
with this over my head.

Fine.

I'll go talk to Georgia Rae.

OK? I'll force her hand.

She's got a tape or not,
it doesn't matter.

She's not getting anything from us.

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer!
Get used to it!

- We have a positive ID on the victim?
- Alan Costello.

We also have a suspect, Gee,
a hustler by the name of Peter Fields.

- Got a record?
- I ran him through the computer.

He's got an outstanding warrant
in California.

Fields is wanted as a material witness

in the murder of a gay man
in Venice Beach.

- Bring him in.
- Something doesn't make sense.

Fields was arrested in Baltimore
a few weeks back for solicitation,

and I don't know why
the California warrant never came up.

Talk to the arresting officer,
find out what happened.

OK, OK. We'll do it.

- Can I get a brandy?
- Comin' up.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, brother.
You're in that kind of a mood?

Yeah.
That kind of a mood.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

- Yeah. Here's to you and me, Julie C.
- Sir.

Agh...

So tell me a little bit about your day.
Take my mind off of mine.

Er... me?

Er... nothin' special.

Cut open a few bodies...

...broke up with Bayliss.

You... you what?

I cut open a few bodies...

You broke up with Bayliss?
When were you together?

We were kinda seeing each other
over the holidays.

So what happened?

I don't know, the holidays are over.

Man.

Oh, I mean, come on, Bayliss is,
you know, he's a nice guy.

It was fun.
A good, fun Christmas.

- Fun?
- Yeah.

You know, come New Year's, it's over.

- Come New Year's?
- Yeah.

So you and him were just together
just cos you didn't want to be alone

when Santa came down the chimney?

Yeah, Lewis, is that so wrong?

Oh, man.
Why do you think I'm still married?

Bayliss?

Yo, Hoskins. You picked up Peter Fields
two weeks ago for solicitation?

Fields? I remember that guy.
Attitude problem.

You remember the attitude problem, but
not running him through the computer?

- What?
- He had a warrant in California.

You should've checked. Since you didn't,
he got a chance to ice somebody else.

- Slow down. I ran the check.
- Why is he still in Baltimore?

California wouldn't pay
to extradite him, that's why.

Happens all the time. The way
they see it, he's our problem now...

So you released a suspected killer
back into the neighbourhood?

What else am I supposed to do?
I got no evidence against him.

It was obviously a low profile case
as far as California was concerned.

- Is Fields here?
- At the bar.

OK, let's do it!
Come on, stay close.

- That him?
- Yeah.

Hey, you Peter Fields?

For you, I'll be anybody you want.

OK. You're under arrest.
Put your hands on the bar.

Peter, you got the right to remain silent.

Anything you say or do can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

Let's get out of here.
You've got the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you...

- What's in the box?
- Christmas gift for Daniel.

- Great.
- Thanks.

I've gotta get back. So what did you
want to talk to me about?

- Daniel.
- Daniel?

- He's fine.
- I know.

I want to talk about seeing more of him.

Like when?
You see him evevr other weekend.

I want him to stay with me
during the week. At least give it a tvr.

- Who'll drive him to day care?
- I will.

- I don't know, Paul.
- I miss him.

I'm not saying he doesn't like
seeing you, because he does,

but now you want to disrupt
his schedule even more.

I'm his father.
Not a disruption to his schedule.

He's three.
He doesn't respond well to change.

This guy you're seeing
isn't a disruption?

- Daniel loves Tervr.
- Just like Daniel loved Andy?

- That's not fair.
- You said you'd marvr him.

Don't throw that at me.

- I'm worried about my son.
- You got nothing to worvr about.

Oh, no? Somebody does,
because obviously you don't.

- I'm sorvr. I didn't mean that.
- Forget it, Paul.

I just want to spend more time
with my son.

No. No.

I'm gonna get a lawyer
and sue for joint custody.

Go ahead and tvr. From now on, you
got somethin' to tell me, call my lawyer.

Oh, man.

Detective Kellerman,
have a seat.

I didn't expect us to meet again so soon.
What can I do for you?

Here's the deal.

You go ahead.

You show that videotape
to anybody that you want to.

I don't care.

Whatever's on that tape, whatever
that might mean to me or anyone else,

it's worthless to you.

You go ahead,
you take me down if you want.

As long as your brother's still dead,
it's worth it.

- Killing him meant that much to you?
- Yeah. I guess it did.

Even if it means
throwing away your badge?

If that's what it takes.
You do whatever you want to do.

It's over for me.

You and I have no reason
to ever see each other again.

You understand?

Why did you do it?
Alan Costello was tvring to help you.

I didn't need his help.

Well, why'd you kill him?

I guess you don't do this much.
It's a little uncomfortable.

Answer my question.

Or what, Detective?

You'll smack me around, hurt me?

Tell me what Alan Costello's wallet and
watch were doing in your apartment?

I never said he wasn't in my apartment.

- Well, what was he doing there?
- I asked him to come in.

- I wanted to talk to him.
- So you killed him instead?

We found a hammer under your bed
with Alan Costello's blood on it.

Listen, why did you dress up
the body in lingerie, Mr Fields?

It was a nice touch, don't you think?

Special.

So you admit
that you murdered Costello, right?

If you already know so much,
what do you need me for? Huh?

Unless you're enjoying this, Detective.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we're lovin' evevr minute of this.

Mm-hm.

You can blow me off,
but I see that look in your eyes.

What look is that, Mr Fields?

You think I'm attractive, don't you?

You like my eyes? My mouth?
Most guys, they love this mouth.

- Is that so?
- I wasn't talkin' to you.

I was talkin' to him.

What about my body, Detective?

- It's all muscle.
- Well, your body looks strong.

- You like that.
- Mm-hm.

It's strong enough
to smash in someone else's skull.

I've got the best ass in the business.
You like my ass, too?

We're here to talk about a murder,
Mr Fields.

- We aren't here to talk about your ass.
- I'll talk about your murder all you want.

Once you answer my question.

Why don't you answer my question,
Mr Fields? Did you kill Costello?

Answer my question, I'll answer yours.

Do you like my ass?

Hmm.

- Yeah, I do.
- Nah. I want to hear you say it.

You like... my nice... hard... ass.

I like...

...your nice...

...hard ass.

- Did you kill Alan Costello?
- Yeah. I killed him.

He was a flamin' faggot!

- A queer!
- Just like you, Mr Fields?

You think I'm like those freaks?
I'm not gay.

I know exactly who I am. I am a normal,
red-blooded, heterosexual man.

- You told Georgia Rae we won't play?
- Yeah, I told her.

And?

- What'd she say?
- She didn't say much of anything.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Meldrick, I called her bluff.

If she had a tape,
she'd have done something by now.

- I don't know.
- You don't?

I don't know!

Meldrick, you and I were partners.

We trusted each other. Do you think
I was wrong to shoot Luther?

- I'm not saying you were wrong.
- Then what?

I'm just sayin'...
I'm sayin' I wouldn't have done it.

We have one of the best wine lists
in Baltimore, if you drink French reds.

Oh, yeah, I've been known
to drink some reds.

Yeah? Well, the offer's open.

- How about tonight?
- Sure. That'd be great.

Great. OK.
What time tonight?

- 8:00?
- 8:00. All right.

I'll be there.

- Great.
- OK.

- Detective Pembleton, nice to see you.
- Nice to see you, too.

- What's that all about?
- Oh, er... what?

What did he er...
what'd he want?

Nothing special,
just er... he invited me to dinner.

- What do you mean?
- He invited me to dinner.

- Like a dinner-date dinner?
- He really didn't specify that, Frank.

I don't think that's a...
I don't think that's such a good idea.

Would you excuse us, please?

Why not?

I don't think he's expecting exactly
what it is that you're expecting.

- You know what I'm expecting?
- What are you tvrin' to say?

Oh, man. It's sour.

- Tim, he's a man.
- Yeah.

- He's a gay man.
- Can't put anything by you.

- OK, let me just get this straight.
- OK...

As of yesterday, you were sleeping
with Julianna Cox, right?

And now, today, all of a sudden,
you're going on dates with a...

...you know, with a gay man?
Is that it?

I'm not gay, if that's what you're askin'?

Then what are you doing?

I don't know.
I mean, I don't know. I'm just...

I'm just tvring to figure it all out.

I don't know if you've noticed this,

but I haven't really been happy
for a long time.

So I am going to have dinner
with Chris Rawls,

who I find intelligent and funny,

and we're gonna drink some wine,
and we're gonna laugh,

talk, enjoy ourselves...

...be happy.

Is something wrong with that?

- Huh?
- No.

I don't think so either.

Package for you, Kellerman.

Right.
And er... what time was that?

Uh-huh, right.

Can I call you right back?
Thanks.

'Hello, Kellerman.
Are you excited to see me again?

'I can imagine
how fast your heart is beating.

'BIood pressure up, adrenaline racing.

'Well, you can relax.
I made this videotape to tell you

'that there is no videotape.

'There is no videotape.

'I gave Luther the surveillance system
as a gift, but he never turned it on.

'He didn't like the idea
of being recorded.

'The reason I told you
there was a videotape

'is because I wanted to see
your reaction.

'I wanted to know
if you really murdered my brother.

'Now I know that you did.

'And trust me,
I will avenge my brother's death.

'You'll never see it coming.

'Time will go by, you'll drop your guard,
you'll forget about me.

'But I won't forget about you.

'And when you stop
looking over your shoulder,

'when you think I can't possibly
be a threat any more,

'that's when I'll have my revenge.

'And believe me, I will have my revenge.

'Bye for now, Detective.'