All language subtitles for JAG - 10x08 - There Goes the Neighborhood

Who's there?

Hey, sneaky.

Nobody calls me that anymore.

I found you in the phone book.

Pia, what are you doing in DC?

Can we talk about it inside?

I need a place to
stay for a while.

Look, I'm sorry, I-I can't.

I've worked too hard
to get away.

I've changed, Jen.

I got out just like you did.

You were up late
last night, huh?

Sir?

Yeah, I heard
you laughing.

A friend of mine
showed up last night.

We were talking
about the old times.

She'll be staying
for a while.

A new roommate?
It's just temporary, sir,

until she finds
her own place.

Good morning, ma'am.

Good morning, Coates.

Sir.
A roommate.

You won't have to feel guilty

about her not being able
to afford her rent anymore.

That thought never
crossed my mind.

Commander, Colonel,

you hear the one
about the venture capitalist

who buys an F-18
off the Internet

and hires a Navy fighter jock
to teach him how to fly it?

No, Bud. What's
the punch line?

Unfortunately, ma'am,
there isn't one.

Sir, would it be possible
for a civilian

to buy an F-18
and actually get it to work?

Well, I know that, uh,
museums have them.

You'd need spare parts.

I guess if you had enough cash,
you could make it happen.

What Navy aviator
would risk everything

to teach a civilian
to fly a fighter jet?

Would any amount of
money be worth it?

Well, not to me,
it wouldn't.

If you want a pilot's take
on anything, Bud,

my door is open.

Thank you, sir.

Bud, let me have a look at that.

Hey. Is the general in yet?

Are you kidding, sir?

He beats the sun up.

He's in a meeting upstairs.

Everything okay
between you two now?

He's kind of a tough one
to figure out.

Like Chinese arithmetic, sir.

Look, Commander,
I'd completely understand

if you had misgivings
about my friend Pia.

I don't even know her.

I know, sir,
but considering

where you found me,

you'd have every reason

not to trust anyone
from my past.

All that matters
is that you trust her.

I know all of that.

You gave me all the information

the last time you tried
to put me on hold.

I'm looking for
Lieutenant Harriman's class-

the afternoon session.

Mm-hmm.

Trying to get a spot

in this anger management class
over at Bethesda.

They don't make it easy.

Must be enough
to make you mad.

Just kidding.

Hello?

Disconnected.

They must be busy.

Getting into
those classes

just in time, brother.

What are you
talking about?

Nothing. Just...

you're tense, stressed out.

That's because I have
an anger management issue, Mike.

Look, if it were me

and I was forced
into anger management,

it'd be enough to
make me angry, too.

I have long since learned

that anger serves
no practical purpose

in a situation like this.

Yeah, but you're only human.

Mike, the only reason
I'm doing any of this

is to make a show of good faith
to my new CO- that's it.

I don't need these classes.

See, you're angry
right now, aren't you?

Don't you have a train to catch?

Eventually.

Mike, I'm not angry.

I mean, I would know
if I was angry,

wouldn't I?

I don't know. Would you?

Hello. Commander Bud Roberts.

Tonight?

That would be great.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Bye-bye.

The class leader is gonna
do my orientation interview

tonight after work.

All right, well, good luck, Bud.

Oh, I'm sorry.

The door was open.

Um, I'm, I'm Pia

Bonfilio; I'm Jen's friend.

Well, hi. Harm.

I heard about you.

Welcome to the building.

So, you live here alone?

Yeah.

I guess it's
pretty safe, huh?

I mean, Jen seems to feel okay
living here.

Yeah, we haven't had
any problems here.

Unless, of course,
you count the assassin

who used to
live downstairs.

You're funny.

There's a low crime rate
in the neighborhood,

if that makes you
feel any better.

Oh, you must think I'm paranoid,
or something.

So... you're in the Navy, huh?

You must keep a gun
around here somewhere.

I'm sorry.

I- I can be so rude sometimes.

I'll see you around.

Okay.

You looking
for something?

Uh, yeah.

My, um, hair clip.

You know, the one
with the rhinestones on it.

Yeah, you mean this one?

I'm sorry. I borrowed it.

I didn't think
you'd mind.

That's okay.
Just ask, please, next time.

Do you like this?

I'd like to know
where you got it.

The shop where I work.

The security tag
is still on it.

Oh, yeah, I must have forgotten
to take it off

when I bought it.

You think I'm shoplifting?

You have to admit,
it is what we used to do.

You don't do it anymore,
and neither do I.

I haven't done that in a while.

Look, you have a right
to be suspicious about me.

Listen, Pia, when I first met
Commander Rabb, I didn't...

Harm? Yeah, I just met him.

He's a really great guy.

Yeah, well,
he's also my officer in charge.

Anyway, when
I met him,

he didn't have
anyplace to put me,

so he ended up
taking me to a party,

and a woman there accused me
of stealing a bracelet.

I...

I don't want to treat you

like some people
have treated me.

You've always been there
for me when I needed you.

So...

here's my half

of this month's rent.

Thank you.

Hey, Harriet.

Hey, it's me.

Are you there?

If you're there, pick up.

Pick up, pick up,

pick up.

Please be there.

Hello.

Okay, you're not there.

Listen, I'm on my way
to Bethesda

for that stupid
anger management interview,

and I got a flat.

I was hoping
you could come and pick me up.

Okay.

Uh, give me a call
when you get this.

I love you.

Bye.

Hello? Lieutenant Harriman?

Hi, it's, uh, Commander Roberts.

Yeah. No, I'm fine.

I just wanted to let you know

that I'm going to be
a little bit late.

No. No, I know.

It's just that I got
a flat tire, and...

No, I know that
you've probably heard this

a million times before,
but I just...

What?

No, I'm not getting
all worked up.

I'm just trying to tell you
what's happening.

I... no, I...

Okay.

I will.

Bye.

You take a deep breath.

Thanks for cooking, Pia.

You have no idea how long

it's been since I've
eaten that well.

Why? Don't they feed you
in the Navy?

You're not doing
the dishes

after all of that.

What's up with the bruises, Pia?

Look, I told you I broke up

with my boyfriend.
Yeah, well,

that's some charm bracelet
to remember him by.

Vince used to give me
bruises like that.

He's not the boyfriend
you're talking about?

Well, it's not like
I stole him from you, Jen.

I mean, you were long gone
before Vince and me hooked up.

Please don't smoke in here.

Sorry.

Pia, I'm giving you a chance
here to tell me the truth.

He got a lot worse
after you left.

He went to jail
a couple times

for stealing cars, and...

when he got out of
prison the last time,

he was, um...

he was angry
all the time.

He got me to turn
tricks for him, Jen.

Why didn't you just leave?

'Cause he said he
was going to kill me.

Where is he now?

He's back in jail.

Outstanding
warrants.

Look, it was my
chance to leave,

so I just grabbed
what I could carry, and I left.

I want a second chance, Jen.

I want to start over
like you did.

No more lies.

I know.

So, uh...

are we okay?

I mean...

can I stay?

For now.

Shoot! Sometimes
I can't do anything right.

I was late this morning,
and the general is not happy.

Coates, if I didn't
know better,

I would say that, uh, those are
the telltale symptoms of a hangover.

That would be correct, ma'am.

My roommate made
a big dinner last night,

complete with wine.

She, uh,

locked herself out, so I
had to get a visitor's pass

so she could come
and get the key.

I won't make a habit
of last night, ma'am.

That's a good idea.

Lieutenant Colonel
MacKenzie, this is Pia.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

You changed your hair.

Oh, yeah,
I- I just braided it

like the way you do yours.

Do you like it?

I only do mine like this
'cause I have to.

So you don't like it?

Well, it looks good on you.

So, what do you want
for dinner tonight?

You don't have to
cook every night.

Let's go out; I know
a great pizza place.

Well, we could...
we could order pizza in.

I feel like going out.

I don't want to go out, Jen.

Okay, fine.

I'll see you later.

Not a lot of hardware
around here,

Lieutenant. Most squadrons
are deployed, Commander.

Nine days of
being grounded.

I'm going nuts, sir.

Well, you are facing
an orders violation,

not to mention your failure
to follow the NATOPS

when you ran into trouble.

I'm not the first
aviator to give

a flying lesson to a
civilian, Commander.

We're not talking about taking
a friend up in a Cessna.

You back-seated
for a civilian

who bought an F-18
off the Internet.

You should've cleared it
with your CO.

You're right.

Well, he's pretty embarrassed
about the way things went down.

Oceana had to scramble a crew
for your emergency landing.

You just should've ditched.
Why didn't you ditch?

Ditch, sir?

I had a dual fuel
pump failure.

I wasn't going
to try and talk

an untrained civilian
through a forced ejection.

Look, Air Ops can't believe

that you were able to land her
on such a short runway.

A dead-stick night landing?

We can make a good argument
that an aviator

of your talent
should be in the air.

Thank you, sir.

But risking your life
and your career like that?

I hope it was worth
the money.

I didn't do it
for the money.

Oh, let me guess, love?

Is this rich lunatic
your boyfriend?

The "rich lunatic"
is my father, Commander.

Answer that, would you?

Yeah.

COATES
We're not here right now.

Leave a message for Jen or
Mattie, and we'll call you back.

Jen, it's Carla.

Look, I can pick you up
at your place tonight

if you don't want
to take the Metro.

Let me know; otherwise,
I'll just see you there.

Press "erase" to erase all...

Who was on the phone?

Oh, just some, um...
some kind of survey thing.

Shoot. I left a message
for my friend asking for a ride.

I hate taking the subway
at night.

Please take that off.

Oh, I-I'm sorry.

Um... I just...

I- I wanted to see how
I looked in uniform.

There's an Army/Navy
surplus store a few blocks away.

Practice being a sailor there.

I didn't mean that.

Look, Jen, I know you wouldn't
say anything to hurt me.

You're-you're
just... protective

of your Navy life,

and, I mean, it makes sense,
because, you know,

it seems like it's the best
thing that ever happened to you.

Look... to be honest,

this retail thing isn't
really going anywhere,

and so I was...
I was wondering

if maybe you thought
the Navy might let me join.

They let me in.

And look what it's done for you.

You smell something
burning?

Your toaster was set on smolder,

and I decimated a bagel
in it earlier.

You weren't
smoking, Pia?

I was smoking out the window!

Next time, take your
whole body outside, okay?

Listen, I'm meeting with
some enlisted friends

for coffee tonight.

You should come along.

Give you a chance to
ask them some questions

about their experiences
in the Navy.

Yeah, I, um, I think I'm just
going to stay in tonight.

Look, Jen, I'm not going
to be a shut-in here.

I'll get it together.
I'm just...

I'm not feeling very social
right now.

Does that make sense?

And plus, you-you've got
your own life.

I don't... I don't want
to get in the way.

You're not in the way.

I just want you to
start having some fun.

I'm going to go
get dressed.

Well, maybe we can do it
another time.

Thanks for staying late
to speak with me, Commander.

It's not a problem.

I want to get
this matter resolved

as soon as possible.

As do I, especially
in light

of Lieutenant Wall's
exemplary record.

She's never had a
discipline problem before.

Not even the hint
of a black mark.

Yeah, and her
fit-reps...

Outstanding, though she has been
a bit distracted of late.

You think I'm being
unreasonable,

pressing
for a court-martial

for such a relatively minor
orders violation, right?

Well, Commander,
considering

the Lieutenant's
record, yes.

I think that a
non-punitive letter

and a hit to
her fit-reps

would be punishment
enough.

Seems like a slap
on the wrist to me.

Not only did she risk
her own life

and that of her passenger,

but she risked the lives
of the NAS Oceana ground crew

when she had to make
that emergency night landing.

Which she made
look easy,

and I think retaining
an aviator of her skill

trumps pillorying her
as a poster-child

for bad judgment.

Navy doesn't keep its runways
open night and day

so joyriders have a place
to touch down.

No, Commander,
that's true,

but by the same token,
Lieutenant Wall's landing

at Oceana didn't require
any extra personnel

and didn't damage
any Naval property.

Are you familiar
with Rudy Giuliani,

former mayor of New York?

We don't exchange
Christmas cards, but yes.

Sorry, sir.

Giuliani had
a very simple philosophy.

Where there was
a broken window, you fix it.

Where there was graffiti,
you clean it up.

On his watch, New York ran
like a finely tuned Breitling.

I'm not sure I follow
you, Commander.

The key to good order
and discipline

is sweating the small stuff.

Yes, Lieutenant Wall has
committed a minor infraction,

and that is why
I'm going after her.

Well, I guess I'm
glad my client

didn't tag the CO's car

or throw a baseball
through a mess window.

Listen, if the
lieutenant or you

think that I'm going to look
the other way

because she happens to be one
of the best pilots in this unit,

you're sorely mistaken.

Now, I got to get
back to my squadron,

so you have yourself
a good evening, Commander.

Just a minute. Okay.

Hey, Jenny. You don't
write. You don't call.

What's up? I thought you were in prison.

Get the hell
out of here, Vince.

Now, that's not the way you talk
to an old friend, now, is it?

It is the way I talk
to a son of a bitch

I never want to see again.

What do you want?!

Not you.

I got over that a
long time ago, okay?

Where's Pia, huh?

Now, I know
she's here.

She kept tabs on you

all these years.

Said she'd always
be back, right?

I told you she's not here.

My neighbor's going
to kick your ass

if you don't get
the hell out of here.

Oh, right, right.

Tell you what.

If your neighbor was home,
he'd be here right now,

but he's not, so
you're by yourself.

Get it?

Well, well, well,
what do we have here, hmm?

Where's Pia?

I told you she's not here.

Could you just go?

What is that?

God...

how great it is
to see you again.

You tell Pia
I'll be waiting for her.

Okay?

Huh? Okay?
You got it?

You can't just bust into my home

and treat me
like I'm some kind of loser!

That bastard!

What was in that envelope, Pia?

It was nothing.

Cut the crap!
What was in that envelope

that was so important
that he had to bust

himself in here to get it?!

It was everything, all right?

It was my driver's license
and my ATM card

and my credit card
and all the cash

I had left.

Jen, I'm sorry
that I hid

in the closet, but I just...

I heard him screaming
in the living room,

and I got freaked out.

I know I should've
said something,

but... I was so scared
he was going to hurt me again.

Don't be scared, Pia.

Hey.

What happened
to your door?

Pia lied to me, sir.

She, uh, hasn't been
getting her life together.

She's been
under her boyfriend's thumb

back in Hagerstown
this whole time.

He used to be my boyfriend.

He'd get me to work cons
for him that he couldn't.

Nobody expects to be

ripped off by a teenage girl.

After I left town,
he replaced me with Pia.

He showed up last night
looking for her.

Jen...

you don't owe this girl
safe harbor

if it means putting yourself
at risk.

It doesn't matter.

She was gone when I woke up.

She took one
of my uniforms, sir.

Detectives Morris
and Jimenez.

Are you Jennifer Coates?

Yes.

Do you know a
Vince Dolan?

Yeah. What's he wanted for
this time?

Has Mr. Dolan been here
recently?

Yeah, he was
here last night.

Did the two
of you argue?

Yes, we argued.

Look at the door.

Excuse me,
but she's not answering

any further questions
until we know

what this is about.

Sir, would you mind
stepping outside

until she changes?

And just who are you?

I'm her neighbor.
I'm also

her attorney.

You were her attorney, Counselor.

Now you're wanted
for questioning.

Mr. Dolan was murdered
last night.

Found him
in his car.

He had your name and
address in his pocket.

Commander Roberts,

when do I get
my F-18 back?

It's impounded until I complete
my investigation.

When a car's impounded
you pay a fee,

and you get it back.

Well, money's not gonna help you
out of this one, sir.

That Stephanie's tenth birthday.

You take your hobbies
pretty seriously, Mr. Wall.

Yeah, the dividends

of success.

You know...
money's bought me many things,

but it has also cost me
my daughter.

When Stephanie was a kid,

I was always
busy working

to finance one venture
after another,

at the expense of the most
important one of all.

That picture was taken
six months

before Stephanie's mother
divorced me

and took her downstate to live.

That must have been tough.

Yeah, I saw
Stephanie weekends.

And even that stopped.

Birthday cards is about all
we've exchanged

in the last 15 years.

Oh, then you saw the F-18
on the Internet,

and you saw an opportunity

to use your mutual love
of flying to reconnect.

Now, I assume that

you had no idea of the impact
it might have on her career?

Is that what Stephanie told you?

That I bought the plane as a bid

for some sort of
father-daughter reunion?

That's not what happened?

When I was dating Vince,
he was stealing cars.

Since that time, he's
graduated to cop killing.

Shot his way out
of an ATF sting

last week.

A federal officer
died on the scene.

Ever see this?

I have one like that at home.

This one was found
in Vince Dolan's car.

I wonder if I ask around

if I'll find somebody
who's seen you wearing it.

How'd you meet Jennifer Coates?

I was assigned to defend her
in military court

three years ago.

Because she committed a crime.

It was not a violent crime,

Detective.

She was a petty thief
and a mixed-up kid.

She's worked hard
to turn her life around.

Some people never really change,
though, do they, Commander?

That's a pretty cynical way
to look at things.

McGinty's Lounge,
Anacostia area.

Vince wrote your
address inside.

He wasn't after me.

A more recent ex of his
was staying at my place.

Pia Bonfilio,

also from Hagerstown.
Look her up.

Explain how a bar full
of witnesses saw you fighting

with Mr. Dolan last night?

They ID'd you

from your
military picture.

It wasn't me.

I was home last night.

I- I never left.

Who can vouch
for that?

No one, because the person
who was supposed to be with me

in my apartment was out
killing Vince Dolan!

The witnesses were quite
certain they saw you.

See, they don't get a lot
of military in that bar.

Don't you get it?

It was my uniform on Pia.

Where were you last night,
Commander? Working, in my office.

Until what time?

I got home about midnight.

So you didn't hear
the altercation

between Jennifer Coates
and Vince Dolan?

No, nor do I believe

she is capable
of killing anyone.

It's a bit
unusual

for a naval commander
to have a petty officer

living right down the hall
from him, isn't it?

I mean, what is the nature

of the relationship

between you
and Ms. Coates?

Professional and platonic.

You pay her rent.

Wow. You guys are thorough.

I used to pay half of it.

It's a long story.

I got nothing but time.

Do you cook,
Petty Officer?

What does that have to do
with anything?

No real cook would have
such cheap knives.

Same brand Detective Morris saw
in your kitchen.

Not good for much,
except apparently,

sticking it into Vince Dolan.

One appeared to be missing
from your set.

Am I gonna find
your fingerprints on it?

If it's my knife,
you'll probably find my prints.

That doesn't mean
I used it to kill him.

I showed these tapes
to Commander Rabb.

He says that Lieutenant Wall

is as good a pilot
as he's ever seen.

Fathers giving daughters
driving lessons-

that's one thing.

A daughter taking
Dad out for a jaunt

in his new fighter
jet- that's new.

Well, her CO's a real hard-ass.

Wants to make an example
out of her

because she went
behind his back.

He thinks he's Rudy Giuliani.

Sounds like mitigation is the key.

Well, I was onto something.

Her father-
he's a real

thrill-junkie.

They've been estranged
for years,

and what they share
is this love of flying.

He buys the ultimate toy
to woo her.

Wouldn't be the first
absentee father

to try to buy
his child's affection.

Except there's one problem.

It wasn't his idea.

It was her idea.

Yeah, nothing's ever
black and white

between a father
and a daughter.

I ought to know.

My dad died

before I could make
peace with him.

Two years
later, I was...

I was finally ready,
but it was too late.

You have a history with

Vince Dolan.

I'm hardly the only one.

Hagerstown PD remembers you.

1998.

Witnesses at a party
saw you hit Vince Dolan

over the head
with a beer bottle.

I was dating Vince.

Earlier that day,
he'd given me a black eye.

At the time, I felt
that it was self-defense.

You could have killed him.
You threatened to.

I used to have a bad temper.

Did you ever meet Mr. Dolan?

No.

But Petty Officer Coates
discussed him with you.

She said he'd come
to her apartment

looking for her friend.

Was she afraid?

I don't know.

Angry?

She was upset, okay?

I'll take that as a yes,
Commander.

I'm not used to being treated
like a criminal.

That's not entirely true,
Jennifer, and we both know it.

Says in your file
a judge suggested you enlist

in the Navy.
I'm always suspicious

of folks who go straight because
the court compels them to.

All I can say is I didn't do it.

I told you, Pia Bonfilio...

We'll follow up
on that lead, Petty Officer.

Right now
we're talking about you.

Well, we shouldn't be.

Find Pia. You'll see.

We look a lot alike.

She's been wearing
this hair clip.

I caught her in my
uniform, which is now

missing from my apartment.

It had to have been her
in that bar with Vince.

I haven't seen
him in four years.

She was with him
until just last week.

He came to my apartment
looking for her.

He took a manila envelope
out of her suitcase.

After that, he didn't seem
very interested in finding Pia.

Vince got away
with the plant money

from the ATF sting.

Did you happen
to see inside the envelope?

No, but if it was money,
I don't suppose

that Pia would be too happy
if Vince walked off with it.

This is either the best
or worst day of your life,

Petty Officer Coates.

The ME found a long
brunette hair

on Vince Dolan's body.

Now, this could either
tie you conclusively

to the murder
of Vince Dolan, or it...

Don't even bother
with a warrant.

Test the DNA from this.
You'll see I didn't do it.

Now, if you're not charging me,
I'd like to go.

Don't leave town.

You won't get far if you try.

Just wish you'd spoken to me

before you handed
over your DNA.

I guess I wanted out
of there so badly,

I would have done anything.

But the hair they found
on Vince could be yours.

Listen, Jennifer, I spoke
to Colonel MacKenzie.

You're gonna
need a lawyer

who's not likely to be
called as a witness.

I got to get back
to the office.

This is the key
to my apartment.

You're welcome
to hang out there

if you don't feel safe
in yours, all right?

Thank you, sir.

Don't worry
about this.

We'll handle it.

Yes, we will.

Hey, was a woman here last night
wearing a Navy uniform?

Oh, you're a
laugh riot, miss.

You left that hanging out
of your door this morning.

Management's not responsible
for you getting robbed.

You lose this key, I gotta
charge you two dollars.

I'm not gonna lose
the damn key.

You and your boyfriend are
two days behind on the rent.

How much?
37 bucks.

That's crap, and you know it.

$26. No credit cards.

Hey, how's it going?

I'm just reading up
on Mr. Wall.

He's run with the bulls
in Pamplona.

He's ballooned
around the world twice.

Oh, here's something
interesting.

"Further delays in flight
of space tourist. "

You and the Commander
still have connections

to the Russian military,
don't you?

Well, Harm's brother resigned
from the service,

but I'm sure he still
has friends in uniform. Why?

We're not here right now.

Leave a message for Jen or
Mattie, and we'll call you back.

Coates, where are you?

You're not at either apartment.

Look, I covered for you
with the general,

but you should have called him.

Call me as soon as you get
this message.

Union Station, information desk.

May I help you?

Head in the clouds, Lieutenant?

Busted, sir.
Glad it's you.

If my CO caught me daydreaming,

I'd be facing a firing squad.

Not a bad idea.

You have a knack for
being less than honest

with people that are
trying to help you.

I spoke with your father.

So he said.

He was afraid he might have
made things worse

by admitting that I was the one

who approached him
about the F-18.

He did.

And then I did
a little digging.

Your father's
last great

"millionaire adventure
in flight,"

the trip to the
International Space Station,

experienced several delays,
all "non-operational. "

So I had a colleague of mine
contact the Russian military.

They say that he had been admitted to
the hospital four times for seizures.

The look on your face
tells me you know why.

Brain cancer.

It's inoperable.

I couldn't tell you
because...

I didn't want my father
to know that I know.

You mean he didn't tell you?

Like you said, Commander,
omission runs in the family.

He called my mom
to tell her about his will.

He didn't want me to know
he was sick...

didn't want me to feel obligated
to make up with him.

I didn't want to say
my good-byes at a funeral, sir,

so when I saw the F-18 ad
on the Internet...

Uh... I spoke
to your CO.

He says given this
new information,

he'll give you a non-punitive
letter of caution only.

You'll be flying
by week's end.

Sir, my dad checked into
a hospital this morning.

Doctors say he won't
be checking out.

I- I-I'm sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

Hello?

Finally. Where are you?

I've been calling you for hours.

I- I-I'd rather not say, sir.

The 6:55 to Alexandria
departing from Platform 7.

Jennifer, don't do
anything stupid.

Look, sir, I know I've done
some stupid things in the past,

but trust me on this one.

You bitch!

How did you find me?

Vince was a creature
of habit, Pia.

You weren't the first girl
he took to the Saint Francis.

Shut up.

Now you're going
to walk me

to the train, Jen.

No sudden moves, I mean it.

What happened to you, Pia?

What do you care?
You got out.

Did you kill Vince
over money?

After everything he did
to both of us,

is that what it came
down to, to greed?

Greed is what
he taught me, Jen.

I think he'd understand.

You got away with the money
from the ATF sting, didn't you?

That's what he took when
he came to my apartment.

I knew he'd still be drinking
at the same old watering hole.

We fought. I talked him
into taking me to his car.

All I wanted was the $5,000.

You should have known
he wouldn't give it to you.

That wouldn't be like him.

What do you know?!

We had something.

Look, I didn't mean to
kill him, all right?

He was hurting me.

So I just stuck
a knife in him.

When he stopped breathing,
it was like I was finally free.

You found the money
in his room.

Yup, this time I win.

You haven't won
anything, Pia.

I'm sorry you
think so, Jen,

but unfortunately it's
time for you to go.

You're not going to shoot me
in front of all these people.

You know, it was actually
nice to see you again.

Over here!

Are you okay?

She has a gun! Be careful!

Security to Red Line Platform.

You are not
framing me, Pia.

Give me my money!

Jen!

Hey.

Don't worry.

They'll get her.

Petty Officer Coates believes
the serial number

on the money in that bag will
match that from the ATF sting.

Now, that makes Pia
part of Vince's gun scam

and proves she had
a motive for his murder.

Also, Saint Francis
Hotel, room 24.

You'll find Pia's things

and the coat she wore
when she killed Vince.

It's my uniform coat.

We'll test it for Pia's hair,
skin cells,

and tie the coat
conclusively to her.

Incidentally,
Petty Officer Coates,

the DNA from the hair on Vince
Dolan's body didn't match yours.

You're free to go.

Thank you.

Sir, would it bother you

if I looked for
another place to live?

Of course not.

Don't ask me
to help you move, though.

Thank you.
Thank you, Commander.

Where you headin',
sweetheart?

San Francisco.
You going that far?

Climb in. I can take you
as far as Oakland.

And what's in
San Francisco?

A friend of mine.

I'm hoping she can put me up
for a while.