All language subtitles for The Shield Season 3 Episode 05 - Mum

Here she is.

What's going on?
Jesus, no one's telling us anything.

I talked to Dr Thiel…

and Tavon's condition is grave…

traumatic brain damage.

–He's got a tough road.
–Can we see him?

He's in ICU. It's family only.

He's on my team.

If he takes a turn either way,
I'll let you know.

–Yeah.
–Did you get my messages?

No. What… What's going on?

Tav on got into an accident, man.

Hit a parked car full speed.

He might not make it.

Oh, man.

Listen, we're at Mission Cross.
You gotta get down here.

Yeah. I…

I kind of had a rough night myself.

I mixed it up with this guy
at the Three of Clubs.

I gotta take this other call.

–If you can make it, you should come.
–Okay.

We gotta clean this up.

–Hello?
–I called you.

What's the problem, ma'am?

I think my ex-boyfriend's
in the house.

Lyle Dockman.
He's been harassing me.

My bedroom light was off
when I went to work.

Did you get a restraining order out
on him?

Yes. It just made him madder.

All right, we'll check it out.

Police.

Anyone in the house?

I'll check the upstairs.

Ma'am, stay back, please.

Bedroom's clear.

Oh, my God.

Danielle!

Halt! Police!

Halt!

You okay?

Yeah.

Is he gone?

Yeah.

I'm here. What?

Sorry about Tavon.

What do you want?

I need you to sweep
the Alvarado Corridor.

–Looking for?
–Cruisers, loiterers.

There have been complaints
from business owners and citizens.

You want me for something real,
I'll be at the hospital.

The doctors said
they won't know anything…

for a couple of days.
I'm sorry it happened…

but there's still work to do.

I'm a detective not a janitor.

–Get your unis to do your sweeping.
–I'm giving you the broom.

Strike Team is a special unit.
All you've done…

since your promotion is
jam us up with bullshit gigs.

Maybe with Gilroy you could pick
your special cases, but now it goes:

Chief Bankston to Aceveda
to me to you.

You don't like that pecking order,
take it up the ladder.

See who is out of a job.

Alvarado Corridor, huh?

Till I tell you otherwise.

You all right?

Bulb blew out.

–Shane!
–I got it.

Hang on.

Coming.

–Sorry, I was… I was on my way…
–Forget it.

Wyms has us on a shit sweep.

Alvarado.

Jesus. Someone clocked you.

–Dude, who kicked your ass?
–It was this guy…

This drunk asshole was pawing me
in the bar…

and Shane told him
to get lost…

and him and his friends jumped him
in the bathroom.

There was more than one guy?

No, it was mainly one guy.

I mean, the other guys just stood there
and watched.

How is Tavon doing?

Did he come by here tonight?

Tavon? No, why would he?

He said he was gonna mend fences.

It's just us.

Laundry night.

Everything else all right?

Yeah. I'm good.

I'm taking care of him.

Stay home.

I don't want you showing up at work
looking like you got bitchslapped.

Fiesta siesta.

Anybody still here in a minute
gets run in.

You heard the man. Let's pack it up…

party people!
–Come on.

Thought this was a free country.

Got a curfew
in this part of town, homes.

Not for me. I'm over 21.

What do you think?

About 14 coats of high-end enamel?

Let's see.

Yo, man. I'm gone, man.

–Where were you tonight around 10:00?
–Jogging.

I do three miles every night
after work.

You weren't doing a 100-yard dash
through your ex-girlfriend's backyard?

Elena? I can't go
within 1000 feet of her.

Or call her, but you've been
leaving messages on her machine.

Before the restraining order.
It's a crime to want another chance?

–She's not giving you another chance.
–Not yet.

–Not ever.
–Someone was in her house tonight.

–Is she okay?
–She's fine.

Can anyone verify
you were jogging tonight?

You'd have to ask around.

Okay, well, we're watching over Elena.

And now we're watching you.

Problema, amigo?

This is your 10th citation for cruising
in the last four months.

I juice up cars.

Humming out here with my baby's
the only advertisement I got.

Try the Yellow Pages,
because we're bringing the car in.

–When do I get it back?
–About a month or two.

–After you see a judge, pay a fine.
–Well, take care of her till then.

Every cent I made the last five years
I got wrapped up on her.

Really? I would have pegged you
as more of a mutual fund guy.

What do I gotta do
to keep my wheels?

Flip me someone juicier than you.

Here's her ride.

Wait, wait. This vato, Aramis.

I call her twice a month.
I remember her birthday.

–Her only son.
–So you're taking her?

Seen Claudette?

She and Dutch just caught one.
Another possible elderly rape victim.

What do you need?

She's got me working
the Alvarado Corridor…

next few days.
–Right. Sweeping duty.

Last night, I'm tagging this guy.

We're about to tow away
his Hot Wheels, he spills about a guy…

sneaking contraband
into Chino Prison for his gang buddies.

What kind?

Drugs, cigs, cock rings, weapons
of mass destruction, who knows?

–You checking into it?
–I was looking for her to see…

if I should stick with cruiser duty.
–Follow up on this.

Wherever you want me.

–Gentlemen, what do we got?
–B & E, robbery.

Fits your rapist profile though.
Elderly woman, living alone.

–You read my memos?
–Watch C.O makes us.

–Did the victim call it in?
–No, I didn't.

I did.

Detective Wyms and Wagenbach.

Patty Klopp. My mother, Luann.

They broke in last night.

I stopped by this morning and noticed
some Hummels were gone.

Couple of tchotchkes. So what?

Someone broke into your home, Ma.

–You have to report that.
–And now you have.

She's supposed to be watching
her sugar levels.

Anything taken from the bedroom?

Not that I know of.

When did the robbery occur?

Last night.

Came home around 9 from the movies.

You see anybody?

Just saw my things missing.

You weren't afraid?

I've lived in this neighbourhood
for 40 years.

Your daughter says she's trying
to get you to Encino.

You'll have to kill me
before I retire to the valley.

You got something special in mind
for the ride back?

Funny.

The compulsive eating,
the odd, distracted behaviour.

I think Luann was raped.

Well, yeah, she's a tough, old broad,
but I saw it too.

You are agreeing with me?

I'm agreeing that she loses her dignity
if she admits she was attacked.

Her dignity and her independence.
Speaking of losing your dignity…

The bed was stripped. There was
nothing in the clothes hamper.

Whatever you find in there is gonna be
too contaminated to test.

It's too bad.

Why do you throw out
a perfectly good set of sheets?

To bury the truth.

Wonder how many other buried sheets
there are out there?

–Here's Aramis.
–Byz Lats are showing initiative.

Diagur's running them better
than I thought.

Yo, Ronnie, you see him?

Guy with the cigarettes?
Yeah, I got him.

That's good.

Either this guy is sneaking shit
into Chino…

or he needs
the world's largest patch.

Let's see where he takes us.

We can't provide 24-hour protection
to women who has an ex with a temper.

I did some checking up
on this asshole.

The last ex who got a restraining order
on him left a good job in Cleveland…

to move to New Hampshire
just to disappear from this guy.

She was sure that he would kill her.

This one feels real to me, sir.

Look, Danny's right.

This one feels real.

Okay, we can escort her
to and from work. Extra patrols.

You got one week for the guy to violate
the order before I pull the plug.

All right. Thank you, sir.

Don't thank me.
She should be thanking you.

I got 29 B & E's of elderly women.
Eleven in the last six months.

Called the hospitals, they'll give us
a heads up if anyone fits that profile.

What about your new promotion?

You sure you got time
to help me on this one?

For this? Yeah, I'm all yours.

Yeah? Ever hear of this guy?

This “Mueller's Geographical Profiles.”

That's the criminologist from Duke?

Doctor of Criminal Logistics.

Takes data on serial violent crimes,
victims, nature of the assault…

Generates the most likely location
of where the perpetrator lives or works.

Needs three confirmed cases
to work up a preliminary profile.

–We've only got one victim confirmed.
–Two if Luann comes clean.

You think Aceveda will spring for it?
It's expensive.

No. Let's find numbers two and three.
Then we'll stick him with the bill.

You already made arrests?

Caught them exchanging packages
of smokes and drugs…

along with 7500 in cash.

Guess that's the smuggling rate
these days.

–Good work.
–Banger puts together care packages.

The white guy is
a frozen food delivery man…

who drops off at Chino twice a week.
–What are you working?

I got a tip from a cruiser last night…

about a guy sneaking swag
into the state pen.

Shouldn't be hard to get Joe Trucker
to roll on cholo and vice versa.

–You moved off the Alvarado Corridor?
–Yeah.

Couldn't find you
so I moved up the ladder.

So I had some cigarettes.

We're not talking about
a couple cartons of Marlboros.

We nabbed you handing off
20 thumbs of heroin too.

Must be the old man's.
I learned in school to just say no.

You take the orders, gather the shit,
hand them off to Fred…

who sneaks it in
with the frozen peas. Am I right?

–We got you dead on rights, man.
–On all your wrongs.

Look.

I spoke to the DA.

If you cooperate, I can make sure
that you do your time at Chino again…

with all your fellow banditos.
–Else, who knows…

maybe you end up someplace chilly
like Shasta.

Can I go home now?

Sorry. It's gonna be a little while.

–What's the problem?
–We just talked to Aramis.

He told us the whole thing.

The twice a week drop-offs you make
at Chino State Correctional Facility.

I'm a delivery man. That's my job.

There was heroin
in this week's care package.

I don't look at what is in the packages.

But you knew it was wrong.

I should go home now.

–My wife is making dinner.
–Whoa, easy. It's all right.

Fred. Fred.

You're under arrest.
You understand that?

No. That's not right.

If you can confirm who receives
this stuff on the inside…

maybe we can make things
a little easier on you.

No. This is a mistake.

This can't happen.

I'm not a criminal.

The Strike Team just made a bust
that included $7·500 in cash.

I need you to run the serial numbers
of the bills against these numbers.

–Again with this?
–Let me know if you get any matches…

and then return that list
straight to me.

Why do you have me doing
such menial things for you?

–Because you're my assistant.
–I could be so much more to you.

With the election and everything.

I have a campaign staff for that.

They don't know what they are doing.

You've no idea the mistakes I fix
before they land on your desk.

And I appreciate it,
but for now, please.

Just check the numbers on that list
against the money in evidence.

You okay?

It's Layla.

She reported a robbery
five months ago…

and after a lot of handholding,
just admitted she was raped.

–Jesus. This guy…
–She tell you anything that will help?

No condoms, no climax.

–A lot of cuddling.
–That makes two confirmed.

I struck out on my end.

We need one more.

I don't remember anybody
snooping around.

Delivery guy?
Anybody that seemed suspicious?

In this neighbourhood?

Try to find someone
who doesn't look suspicious.

The reason we ask, Luann,
is because there is a man…

who is breaking into homes
and sexually assaulting women.

–Sexually?
–I'm flattered, detective.

He's targeting women your age.

–What are you talking about?
–Did someone hurt you?

Of course not.

Thank God.

–I pulled Tavon's accident report.
–Thanks for doing that.

You know, witnesses saw the car
swerving a couple blocks…

before he hit that parked car.

–Before?
–Yeah.

–Is Tavon a drinker?
–I don't think so.

Which direction was the car going in?

North on Perry.

North?

Thanks.

Hey.

I thought you don't want me
coming in.

I thought you were gonna come alone.

She wasn't sure I was good to drive.

–Thoughtful.
–Yeah.

What's up?

Tavon was headed away
from your place.

Witnesses saw his car swerving
all over before he hit the car.

Toxi report shows no drugs or alcohol.

That's weird.

What do you think happened?

Don't know yet.

Don't have all the facts.

There's something missing.

Like a coffee table or a painting.

Look, he came over.

Gave me this backhanded apology.

We had some words.

He jumped me.

And I tagged him back
with a pretty good shot.

How good and where?

–To the back of the head.
–The back of the…

He has brain trauma.

It was from an accident
that happened miles away.

He was swerving all over the road
before the crash.

Your blow probably caused it.

You could face charges.

–What did you hit him with?
–A paperweight or something.

Look, he was all over me.

Where were you during all this?

I was doing laundry in the basement.

–Really? Whites or colours?
–She wasn't there.

All right?

This thing was all me.

–Hold on.
–Here's your list back.

–Thank you.
–Got two matches.

–What?
–Two of the bills.

Their serial numbers were on the list.
I wrote which ones down for you.

Where are you taking him?

Interrogation.

–I'll meet you upstairs.
–Sure thing.

We miss a piece of the puzzle
putting together Aramis?

No. We just need to talk to him
on an unrelated matter.

I'll let you guys get back
to the Alvarado Corridor.

Thanks.

Who is the suit?

His ID said, Treasury.

That's the second T-fed in our house
in two weeks.

What's Treasury want
from our collar?

Aramis is one of Diagur's tenientes.

You think that Aceveda knows
about the corners we cut with Diagur…

to get those guns back?

One way to find out.

–care about that.

Just tell us where you got the 7500
in cash you gave to the delivery guy.

already made a deal
with the other cop.

Ain't gotta rat on my boys.

Your crime is now
under federal investigation.

That's why Agent Nell is here.

Which means any previous deal,
got null and void.

–Bullshit. My ticket's punched to Chino.
–It's punched wherever we say it is.

Captain Aceveda has been checking
money confiscated in arrests.

So?

Two of the bills you had
in your possession were marked.

They were stolen from an Armenian…

money laundering ring.

–Oh, shit.
–We've been waiting for it to show up.

Guess what?
t showed up in your hands.

–Our money is marked?
–No way.

–I don't know anything about…
–Aramis said he got it from Diagur.

We got our bag back from Diagur
20 grand light.

We are starting at square one.
Who did you get the money from?

–I don't know where I got it from.
–Not good enough.

Whoever stole that money
killed two Armenians to get it.

We're gonna tie someone
to these murders.

You want it to be you…

or someone else?

really don't think you want…

the death penalty
for something you didn't do.

Go! Go!

I got a sick feeling, man.
It's all crashing.

–Not if we steer it in the right direction.
–Our money is marked?

Some of it? All of it?

–We don't know, man.
–Where are we going?

Silence his smoking gun.

We are looking for Diagur.

–Who are you faggots?
–Watch your mouth.

We're the guys busting you
for possession of an illegal substance.

–Where's Diagur?
–Who?

Today's not the day.
I just need to talk to him.

Where is he?

Yeah. You give me a message,
I'll pass it on to him.

How long you been out
of Terminal Island?

Not long enough.

You don't tell me where your boss is at,
you gonna be jumping back.

Home is where the heart is.

Huff the pipe, asshole.
Just take a hit.

Take a hit.

Take it.

Take it! Goddamn it!

–Join the party, sweetheart. Come on.
–He's at Yolanda's.

One street over.

Brown house with the Madonna.

Diagur?

–Jesus Christ.
–Get out!

It's okay. Okay, I know him.

–How old are you?
–Old enough.

Glad Mom has such a firm grasp
on things. Wait outside.

–Let's go.
–I need my clothes.

What you doing breaking my freak, yo?

You got a Byz Lats lawyer
on your speed dial?

–One of my boys has an uncle.
–Call him.

Get him down
to the Farmington station house now.

What's there?

–Your prison delivery boy, Aramis.
–He's done it it's without me knowing.

I'm all over your Chino game.

Unless you want my boss all over you,
you get your lawyer down there…

and make sure he zips it.

Now.

Someone left a rose
in Elena's mailbox this afternoon.

Don't you have things to do?

Actually, unlawful use of a mailbox
is a federal offence.

We got done talking to your boss.
Technically, you were on the clock.

Supposed to be making
business calls.

–You got proof?
–Your boss has agreed to monitor…

all your calls
and your online activity here at work.

–You can't do that.
–No. But she can.

You can either spend
your 9 to 5 stalking…

or you can spend it working.
You can't do both.

Listen, lady.

This is my job.

Not for long
if you don't leave Elena alone.

Have a nice day.

I'll talk to you later.

–Lawyer is on his way.
–Good.

You said you didn't have my back.

Why helping me now?

Feds are buzzing around the money
you gave to Aramis.

It's tied to a robbery.

Somebody ripped off
the Armenian mob.

Well, man. I ain't suicidal.

The Armenians find out
that you guys are suspects…

the Byz Lats will be in
up to their necks.

I'm just trying to prevent the war.
Where did you get the cash?

Who knows?
It comes in a dozen ways.

Anybody asks,
that's your best answer.

You give Aramis anything
besides the 7500?

Yeah.

–Fifteen grand.
–You handed it to him personally?

–Think I trust some flunky with it?
–Your fingerprints could be on it.

Any idea where he stashed it?

Yeah. In his freezer.

–My idea.
–Original.

Get somebody to his place
to pick it up.

You disappear for a couple of weeks.

–Oh, shit.
–He's back in the cage.

He talked.

He goddamn talked.

Sarge.

Cold hard cash.

I'll run the serial numbers
against the master list.

I get this to the lab before 5…

I can get fingerprint results
by morning.

You coming?

He gave us permission
to search his place.

I'm curious
what else we might find here.

I'll call some units for a ride.

Diana Peabo.
She came into the ER last month.

Injuries sustained
during a home robbery.

Her kids just brought her in again.
Allergic reaction.

Mixed up two of her meds.

They said that she's been
kind of out of it since the attack.

–One of the nurses saw your bulletin.
–Thank her for us.

It's a him actually.

They are in Consultation.

How is Tavon?

He's the same.

Excuse me.
Could I talk with you a moment?

Detective Wyms.
Detective Wagenbach.

How is your mother?

She will be just fine.
What's this all about?

We wondered if we could talk to her
about that robbery last month.

Why now?

We think your mother might be able
to help us find the person who did it.

It's not here.

Police! Don't move.

Keep your hands in the open.

Hey! Don't move!
Don't make me do it, man.

Stop right there.
Put your hands in the air.

Don't make it worse for yourself.

Turn around.

On your knees, man.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, man.

Hey, don't make this mistake.

I'm a police officer.

So you a cop, huh?

That mean you can do
whatever the hell you want?

Hey.

You can still get out of this.

Oh, now you telling me what to do.

Hey, man, you need
to calm your friend down.

Tie him up.
Tie him up with something.

Put out your hands.

Hurry up.

Don't throw your life away.

I ain't afraid of prison.

But you should be.

You ever…

suck a dick like a cell bitch,
copman?

Don't do this.

It's your turn to gag on something.

No.

Open up, sweetheart.

No.

You wanna die instead?

No.

Captain.

That's great.

Probably had a limo come
pick him up.

Can I get confirmation
on that pickup address?

There's no one here
at our current location.

Negative, 1-Tango-16.
Unable to confirm.

Let's head out.

They are gone.

Let's see that mouth.

–El Presidente around?
–Captain Aceveda? No.

Where is he?

Conducting a search
at a suspect's house.

Could you raise him on the horn?
I've got an important question.

I'll try, but I've left two messages
for him in the last 10 minutes.

His cell phone coverage is
bad sometimes.

No.

Thanks.

Get your phone, man.

–What?
–Your phone.

I wanna get a Kodak of this.

Okay.

–You ready?
–Yeah.

I got it.

You don't remember anything else?

There's nothing about his face?

His height?

I'm gonna tell you something
you're not gonna like.

I know, as a son,
it's the last thing I'd wanna hear.

What's going on?

We think your mother wasn't just
knocked down by that guy last month.

We believe
he may have sexually assaulted her.

Sexually.

It would account for
why she's so distracted lately.

–That's a lot of pain to push down.
–We hope we are wrong.

Why don't you start by telling us
what happened?

I found her lying on the kitchen floor.
She couldn't stop crying.

–What else?
–Back window was broken.

Said a guy came in, knocked her down,
grabbed a few things, then ran.

She would have told me if…

Maybe she needed more time.

Yo, man, if he tells his boys,
we are done.

You gonna say anything?

–No.
–Hey, you can't believe that shit.

What? You wanna kill him?

You do it.

You want it done…

you do it.

Hey, man.

I have a little girl.

I have a wife.

Mother.

Yo, man, you gotta do it.

–I'll watch.
–You've been wanting the juice, man.

Do it.

If your mother were here…

what would she tell you to do?

Not this kind of juice, bro.

Not this kind of juice.

It's the other cop. Let's go.

I'm in here.

Bust the door.

–It's locked. Try it again.
–I got it.

–He's here!
–Sweep it.

–You all right?
–Yeah.

–Clear.
–Clear.

–They got my gun.
–They?

Yeah.

–The two of them.
–Are you hurt?

No.

I was able to fight them off.

Mom.

I need you to tell me
what happened during the robbery.

–I told you everything I remember.
–Have you?

What else did he do to you?

Where are those police people?

He hurt you?

Stop it, Vincent.

Raped you?

Don't you say that.

Mom, did he?

Yes, he did.

Why didn't you tell me?

Mama, why?

Hold it.

–You see something?
–Maybe.

–Let's go.
–Yep.

–You can't keep me here.
–That's true.

You'll probably make bail
sometime tomorrow.

Trial won't be for another six months.

But in between…

every time you roll a stop sign
I'm gonna hand you a ticket.

Every lunch break you take,
I'm gonna be sitting at the next table.

–Yeah, that's harassment.
–No, Lyle. That's stalking.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I had a little run-in.

No harm done.

Let's not waste any time on it.

Hey, what happened?

He fended off a couple of bad guys.

Miracle he hasn't called
a press conference yet.

She's in there
with her husband's service weapon.

My key wasn't working
in the new lock.

She shot at me
when I opened the door.

You okay?

Come on,
I told you to stay in the car.

Luann.

Luann?

Luann?

–Can you drop the gun?
–Put the gun down, Luann.

It's okay, sweetheart.

I know what happened to you.

That's our wedding.

You were very beautiful.

I was a size 4.

Can you tell me what happened to you?

He robbed me.

I didn't want to get robbed again.

Hey, Cassy.

Hi, Mr Mackey.

–Cassidy, Owen said hello to you.
–Hey.

Sorry. She's struggling
with this whole thing.

It's okay.

Hey, little man.

I'm drawing a zoo.

–Hey, that's great, Matty.
–Corrine's in with Megan.

Hey.

–How did she do with Dr Franks?
–You know shrinks.

You ask them one question,
they give you five back.

She's being quiet
and a little stubborn.

He wants you and I
to do sessions too.

One on one.

I want her to get all the help she needs
but me laying down on a couch?

–It's not gonna happen.
–Stubborn and incommunicative.

Wonder where she gets that from?

–How is Tavon doing?
–The last surgery gave some hope.

The brain tissue bruising isn't bad.

–That's good.
–The next 48 hours should tell.

Good.

If he recovers, would he be able
to remember anything that happened?

I got him working on
this undercover assignment.

Well, he could remember every detail.

Or he could wake up
and barely recognize his reflection.

If Tavon lives, he could remember
everything that happened.

If he dies, an autopsy could reveal
the blow to the head before the crash.

We'll figure it out, baby.

Chew on this, baby.

We just found out the feds marked
some of our money train cash.

–What?
–Part of a sting they are doing…

on the Armenians.

–Oh, shit.
–Deep.

And if that's not enough,
this accident leads back to you…

without us getting self-defence
on the books.

I.A.D could be all over you…

right at the time we're gonna cash in
on the money train.

So, what do we do?

Oh, now it's “we.”

Tell me the truth.

I did.

You had a fight.

–One of you hit him.
–It was self-defence.

If you both tell your story right now
this could all go away.

Look, we gotta make a decision.

Right now.

Which road are we going down?

Look, everybody knew
Tavon and I had bad blood.

No, we gotta make this disappear.

We think this cuddler rapist
has been around for a while.

We've looked at like-crimes.
We've interviewed dozens of women.

We've confirmed three victims,
which is required for his analysis.

Mueller's results have been proven
accurate down to the square block.

We match this with known offenders,
we narrow our search dramatically.

Well, if this Mueller can help,
then let him.

Mueller isn't free.

–His fee is $5·000.
–Right.

–It can't happen.
–We're really at a standstill on this.

Stranger perpetrator.

The victims could pile up
until he makes a mistake.

And so far, he hasn't made one.

Captain?

No. I said, no.

We don't have the money.

All right, roll up that rug.

Hit some yard sales,
pick up a new rug and a table.

Picture too.

Use cash.

I'll drop by this weekend
and help you patch that wall.

What did you hit him with?

Nice paperweight.

Put that in the truck with the rug.

It's a brand-new iron.
I washed it. It's clean.

We'll get a new one.

Put the broken table on my truck.
I'll dump that too.

This is dangerous, you know that,
don't you?

It's not my fault that he crashed.

You mean, it's not Shane's fault.

He must really love you.

He's doing what he thinks is right.

–What do you think is right?
–I trust him.

We're gonna cover our tracks
the best we can.

But if push comes to shove…

you gotta step up and tell the truth.

DA never gonna pursue
the conviction of a pregnant woman…

trying to protect
the father of her child.

It's not how Shane wants to do it.

He'll do it however you tell him to do it.

Is everything okay?

Sure.

Sweetheart, let me get that.

Hey, hey, hey.

Luminol.

Spray it all around. Use the light.

Blood traces will glow.

Here, I…

Fumes could be dangerous
to the baby. Clean up is on you.

–Thank you.
–Yeah.

Sir, we caught that stalker lurking
behind the victim's house last night.

Good.

Just thought you'd like to know, sir.

I need your signature.

–You ready for the monthly reports?
–Not yet.

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