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[SIRENS WAILING]

[ROCK MUSIC FAINTLY PLAYING]

♪ ...down a one-way street ♪

♪ I guess I knew
That a heart could be cruel ♪

♪ They say love ain't easy ♪

♪ And it must be true ♪

♪ Love ain't easy ♪

♪ But it's hard
to keep away from you ♪

Last one.

I'm dressed
as a rotten sardine.

We're going to do
something new,

something I heard about
this afternoon from Eddie.

After the video.

Oh, this is better

than the video,
believe me.

Charlie, better
than the video?

Believe me.

Better how?

Stand up.

Come here.

This is weird, even for me,
but it's right up your alley.

Talk to me.

It's like this...

If your body feels
like it's dying,

then we're making love.

Very funny.

No, it's a fact.

Now, just relax.

Charlie, I can't relax.
You're hurting me.

You get a surge
of sexual excitement

you've never felt before.

Charlie, don't!

I'm doing it for you,
damn it.

[GASPING]
What are you doing?

You stay away from me.

Babe...

Come on, don't do that.

[GUNSHOTS]

[♪]

NARRATOR:
He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans
for their blood.

Now he wants
to be mortal again...

To repay society
for his sins...

To emerge
from his world of darkness...

From his endless
forever night.

[GROWLS]

Do you understand "no comment?"

Nada comment?
Niente comment?

Rein de comment?

MAN: I'm afraid we need
a little more room here.

You can't crowd the man.

Okay, look, we have
a dead body in here.

Could we clear here,
please clear?

Hey, Schanke.
Hey, captain.

Is Lynn all right?

She's all right,
she's all right.

Perp forced his way inside,
almost killed her.

I mean,
you should see her neck.

She nailed him
with a .22 long,

Ladies' Special.

So it was self-defense?

Right. Two shots
in the chest.

She shoots better
than most cops' wives I know.

I can't get Myra
near a weapon.

Hey, wait a second,
this Fiori,

is that
our inspector's wife?

Who phoned it in?

She did.
Where is she?

She's inside.

She, uh, asked me
to inform her husband,

and I phoned
up to the cottage,

and he wasn't there.

Excuse me, captain--

Not right now.

Sure.

Lynn, I'm so sorry.

I've done
a horrible thing, Joe.

I don't want any
special consideration.

We'll get this over
as quickly as possible.

As soon as we get
your statement,

we'll get a doctor to take
a look at your neck.

He looks familiar.

You always say that,
Schanke, and guess what?

You're usually wrong.

Well, here's your chance
to become a wealthy man.

I'll bet you 50...
no, 100 bucks

this guy's got a file
as long as my--

Schanke?
Yeah, boss?

Get my car brought around
to the rear of the building.

You got it.

MAN:
Officer?

Hey, Arthur?

You first on the scene?

Oh, yes, sir,
me and my partner.

Forget the "sir," okay?
My name's Nick.

Mrs. Fiori looks
pretty calm now.

How was she
when you arrived?

Well,
she was crying.

She was saying
over and over again,

"It's all my fault."

She didn't tell you

that she shot the man
in self-defense?

Oh, yes, sir,
uh, Nick.

That's what she said
when I walked in,

the first thing,
but then, after that,

all she could say
was how guilty she felt,

and how
it was all her fault.

MAN:
Enough talking.

And hold still,
both of you.

KNIGHT:
She'll do both, Master Pentabosh,

in just
a few moments.

Maiden Ilsa,

whatever the source

of the tears
that soil your lovely face,

your tears will,
if you allow me,

dry up in an instant.

I'm unworthy of your help,
kind Nicholas.

There is only one remedy
for my guilt.

And yes, kind sir,

it is within your power
to remove it.

That's all she talked about
until forensics arrived,

her guilt.

She even said
she deserved to die.

Anyone talk
to the neighbors?

My partner's doing it
right now.

Yeah. Let me know, okay?

Well, well, well,
if it isn't Artie,

the fascinating forensic.

It's Arthur,
Officer Shank.

That's "Detective Schanke,"
Arthur.

Nice tie.

Arthur, has this cassette
been dusted yet?

Yeah, Nick, it has.

Okay. How about
the slugs?

Anyone find any?

No. Not yet,
but when I do,

you'll be
the first to know.

Thanks.
Keep looking.

I know that smile.

I dare say you do.

It is the smile of
a slam-dunk victory, my friend.

What did I say when I first
took a look at the perp's face?

"It looks familiar."

Yes, those were my words
exactly,

and what did I find?

Charlie "The Mole" Gubbins,
wanted for everything

from white slavery
to making pornos

to prostitution.

It's a good thing
we didn't bet on it, huh?

Let me hear
those beautiful words, partner.

What happened to Mrs. Fiori?

Let me hear the words first.

You were right.

What else?

And I was wrong.

What? I didn't
hear you, Nick.

And I was wrong.

You were wrong!
Yes!

♪ Da-da-duh,
Da-da-da, yeah ♪

♪ He was wrong, hallelujah
And I was right ♪

♪ I was right ♪

Where you going?

Don't you want
to hear about, um...

No, huh?

Hey, when I outsmart him,
he goes to pieces.

Inspector Fiori
caught up with us

at the hospital.

He just put his arms
around Lynn

and held her.

I started to cry.

I cried.

You don't
know them...

so I'm sure this doesn't
mean a lot to you,

but, uh...

Captain, I do respect
how you feel

and I know
they've been friends of yours

for a long time,

but there are some things
that don't fit.

The medic confirmed

that she was nearly
choked to death.

The perp was a sleaze

with enough probable
deadly assaults on his record

to choke a horse.

He died of two bullets
in the heart, captain.

Can you conceive of a victim

who's just been choked
firing off two shots

at some guy
as he comes after her

and hitting him
twice in the heart?

There aren't two guys
in the precinct

who can do that.

I've been with the Fioris
on the firing range

at least 10 times

when Lynn has fired off
20, 30 rounds.

The inspector always thought

that she should know
how to shoot,

and Nick, I'm telling you,
she's one hell of a shot.

Drop it.

Okay, but there
are other things.

Drop it.

Fine. Fine, I'll just
put it in my written report.

I'm telling you to drop it!

[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

Mm-mm-mm. Wonder what's
going to happen next.

[CHUCKLING]

Oh, yes.

Uh, Nick, you had this
marked as evidence,

so I thought
we should check it out.

Personally,

I found the plumber's
performance

to be
way over the top,

the flashback sequence
to be a tad uneven,

and on the whole,

the story to be
quite derivative.

On the Schanke scale
of one to 10,

10 being the best,

I'll give it a 13.

That's pretty high praise.

Forensics found the bullets
in Fiori's apartment yet?

No, but we do
have two new cases.

Murder in the subway
and intent to kill

in an all-night
bowling alley.

Nick, drop the Fiori case.

It's suicidal,
that's what it is.

Is that a fact?

Also, you looking up
Fiori's address,

that's suicidal too.

This coming from you,

a man who smokes
and eats junk food?

You're telling me
I'm suicidal?

Absolutely.
If Stonetree finds out

you're still
investigating

a shut case
involving his best friend,

Inspector Fiori,
and the guy's wife,

you're going
to find yourself working

on the wrong end
of a police pistol range.

You coming in or what?

Let me put it to you
another way, okay?

You're on your own.

I'm not here.
I never was.

I'm down at the morgue,

checking out the guy
who was stabbed in the subway.

Car keys, please.

Pick you up
in a half an hour.

Mm, very good.

Quality of customers
is improving tonight.

What can I do
for you, sugar?

Oh.

Uh, Mr. D.?

This one's for you.

What's the problem?

Detective Knight.

Delitsky.
I own this dump.

Yeah. I want to know
who rented this video.

That's confidential
information.

Yeah, well,
I can keep a confidence.

It'll take a warrant.

I've been through this
before.

Why don't you
take a closer look?

[HEARTBEAT POUNDING]

Wait a minute.

I can tell you this.

Uh, some broad called here
a couple of nights ago

and she said that
she found the cassette

in the parking place

underneath
her apartment building.

Said she'd bring it
in today, but, uh...

What was the lady's name?

Uh, I wrote this, but...

[CHUCKLES]

Fair...Fair-fair...Fairmora.

How about "Fiori"?

Could be.

I didn't pay close attention.

Thanks.

Officer,
that's my property.

I'd appreciate it
if you give it back to me.

Yeah, sure.

When we've done with it.

I'm just worried

she's going to have
a nervous breakdown.

Have you thought about
taking her away,

someplace
she really likes?

She seemed to love Martinique,

and that place down in Mexico,

outside Guadalajara...

Lake Chapala. Yeah.

Oh, God.

When the tabloids
get ahold of this,

she's going to be
all over the front page,

but if
we were in Mexico...

[SIGHS]

I've got to have
that press conference tomorrow.

I gave them my word.

I know.

Think about it.

But then there's
the preliminary hearing.

Well, that'll be three weeks,
at least...

if at all.

I told my partner that's it,

that's Nick's car.

What have you got,
Obrigo?

Uh, Mrs. Jungeret,

age 52, Caucasian,

lives two doors down
from the Fioris' apartment.

Unfortunately, she wasn't there
the night of the shooting.

Nick, Nick, Nick,

can we get on
with life here?

That's it?

No, no, no. When shown
a photo of the deceased,

she recognized him.

We don't
want to hear this.

We don't want
to hear this.

When was the last time
she saw Charlie Gubbins?

Uh, she saw him
in the apartment hallway

on two separate occasions.

Once waiting
for the elevator.

Okay, so Gubbins
was casing out the joint

or he had
a friend there.

I mean,
what's the big deal?

I want that in writing on my
desk in half an hour, okay?

You got it.

Schanke, will you get me
the records

for this video store,

with a warrant
for the last six months?

Huh, will you?

Hey, Nick,
stay away from Fioris.

Oh, man.

And if
there is a preliminary hearing,

then I'll just come back
by myself,

and you won't
have to be bothered.

That's not
a good idea.

How would it look
if I wasn't there?

I'm only trying to save you
the embarrassment.

I feel stupid
saying this,

but I really want
to believe that.

Wouldn't life
be beautiful

if you really
cared about me?

If you'd just
thought about me

before you indulged your...

abnormal,
contemptible appetites?

Tony, you know it, I know it...

I'm not worthy of you.

Why don't you just divorce me?

I love you.

No matter
what you do, Lynn,

I'll always love you.

I don't want you to love me.

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

What favor
would you ask of me

in exchange

for simply tightening
your grip until...

until I would
be set free?

What crime could
you possibly have committed

that torments you so,
Ilsa?

I committed a woman's crime,

seduction.

I seduced a gentleman,
a nobleman.

I have known seductresses,

and despite your willingness
to expose your naked body

to pose here for an artist,

I do not see in you,
I do not get from you

the messages or signals
that the seductress sends out

with every movement
of her mouth,

her face,
her body.

You are not a woman.
You don't understand.

Even when I don't wish to,

even when I am unaware
of what I am doing,

my evil, woman's evil,
is at work.

Yes, I know
that is the popular belief.

Belief?

Fact.

Proven, taught, preached daily.

Nightly.
Where are you from?

Where have you been?

So, my lord,

are you enjoying
your artistic experience?

Yes, master painter.

Yes, art
has its rewards.

Yes, yes.

You could reap a reward
this very night, hmm?

She puts up
strenuous resistance,

I'll tell you that,
the little vixen.

Oh, but it's worth the effort,
I warrant.

[♪]

Which is Nick's desk?

I'll take it.

He said on his desk.

It's that one there.

What am I going to say
to the captain

when he asks me
about the subway murder?

Nothing.

What are you
doing here?

Hope you don't mind.

Schanke just let me know
that he was a little worried

that you were
jeopardizing your entire--

Is the captain in?

He sure is.

Nick?

Nick!

See what I mean?

Here.

What's this?

I thought I told you to drop it.

Captain, he didn't have
any friends in the building,

and he did not force his way
into her apartment.

She lied, and if she lied
about one thing...

I'm running out of patience
with you!

Well, then,
you're going to love this.

Forensics didn't find
the bullets

because they were looking
in the wall.

I found them
in a place

that contradicts
her story.

How about that?

You've been
neglecting

your other duties.

That's going to stop right now.

Well, well, well.

I'd better start looking
for a new partner.

Where's that warrant
for the video shop?

Listen, I warned you about this.

So you didn't get it?

As soon as the judge found out
it was for the Fiori case,

he refused.

He said it was a dead issue.

You could learn something
from that, partner.

NATALIE:
As I was saying

before I was so rudely
interrupted,

after Schanke told me
that you were--

Putting your whole career
at risk.

Those were my exact words,
and guess what?

I was right, again.

Thank you. I thought to myself,

"Well, maybe Nick's
on to something here,"

so I checked with a guy
who checked with a guy

who runs a pistol range,
and guess what?

Turns out that Mrs. Fiori
is a crack shot.

I don't want you two
to go anywhere till I get back.

Understand?

Yes, sir.

[WHISTLES]

[SCHANKE WHISTLES]

You'd better take copious notes,
partner,

because when the captain
comes back,

he's going to have a uniform
waiting for you.

Oh, that's right.

That's where you started,
isn't it, Schanke?

In traffic.

And proud of it.

That's where most
of Toronto's finest started.

You could stand to
learn something from that.

[WHISTLES]

Where are you off to,
Presibich?

Uh, captain said

there's going to be
a statement taken.

From who?

Uh, Mrs. Fiori.

He started to choke me
because he said that it would...

enhance my sexual pleasure
and, uh,

it was hurting me,
so I...

I asked for him to stop,

and he didn't.

I was having
a hard time breathing.

Finally, I-- I hit him
in the stomach...

and I-- I got away,

and I told him
to stay away...

but he didn't.

He kept coming after me, and...

he was angry.

He said he was determined
to choke me

until I almost died, he said.

I told him to stay away.

I threw things at him,

and, uh,
when he came at me again,

I shot him.

Twice.

KNIGHT:
Did you not put up a fight?

Did you not resist
strenuously, dear Ilsa?

Yes, I did, with all
my might, but...

My dear lady,

that is not the behavior
of a seductress.

You did not
seduce him.

Oh, no. You
were raped by him.

Is not that true?

Was he facing you
when you shot him?

I don't know.

I...It was dark.

I'm not sure.

So, what happens now?

We get her statement
typed up,

she signs it,
and we all go home.

[YAWNING]
Oh, coffee, coffee, coffee.

The kid
needs coffee.

I just don't see the point

in getting
a second statement.

Because she lied
the first time.

Okay, but the result
is the same, isn't it?

I mean,
before all this,

she confessed that
she killed the man

in self-defense,

so now, other than

the fact that she's admitted
that she knew him,

she's again stated

that she shot him
in self-defense.

So, what's changed?

What's changed is that
now I know for sure

that she didn't
pull the trigger.

She didn't do it.

Where I found the slugs

proves that the shots
had to be fired

by a taller person,

someone who was standing
off to the side,

not in front of Gubbins.

Well, I think
he had it coming.

Yeah, well,
that's not the issue.

She knew the guy was a sleaze.
She found that attractive.

The things
he did to her

weren't frightening
or shocking.

She enjoyed them.

Until he came up
with the choking bit.

Yeah, right.

There's another thing.

I went to their house
and overheard a conversation.

She heaps all the blame
and guilt on herself.

Yeah, well,
there are plenty of us

who have that problem.

You know what?

I almost forgot
your veggie drink.

ILSA:
We didn't speak,

but I must have
been doing something.

I must have caused it,

for I could see it
in his eyes.

I seduced him to rape me.

No! No!

Even when I am trying
not to be provocative,

my evil comes out.

My hair flutters
in the breeze.

My bare feet and ankles
are often visible.

No! No!

The buckle of my gown
sparkles in the sun.

I beseech you, kind sir,
release me from my hell,

or I will take my own life.

[SCREAMS]

Nick.

What?

Oh, no.

Oh.

Bravo.

It's like poison.

One must take
just a tiny drop at first

if one is ever
to be immune to it.

Poison.

Don't mind me, Nat.

My mind just wandered.

How far?
How long ago?

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Walking through the streets ♪

♪ And seeing shadows
Moving around you ♪

♪ Half these people don't regret
Following in my footsteps ♪

Nicky,
you're just in time.

You can help me
choose a winner.

I'm here on business.

Oh, how boring for you.

Charlie Gubbins.

And dangerous.

At least he was,
until he collided

with his girlfriend's
pistol, huh?

Any idea who
he hangs out with?

Gubbins?
He's right down there

with most of the lowlifes
in town.

In fact, guess what?

One of them
slithered in here tonight.

Oh, yeah?

Mmm.
Who?

What would you do
without me?

Oh, I don't ever want
to have to face that.

That was
the correct answer.

Morgan Delitsky
is right...

over there.

A bientôt, cheri.

Hey, Morgan,
what's shaking, huh?

It's too bad
that your friend Gubbins

got whacked.

Never would have happened
if Charlie had known

that that bimbo
belonged to a cop.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
that's too bad.

Well, come on,
come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Ooh, love is sweet.
Come on.

Now, last night, some guy
came into your video shop

and either offered you
a wad of cash

or threatened you,
so you lied about that video

that was found at
the scene of the crime.

That video, like many others,
was rented by Mrs. Fiori.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Schanke.

Am I right?

What took you so long?

You got me into this mess,
and now you're leaving?

Hang tough. He'll sign his
statement, or we bust him.

You're not talking
sense, partner.

Look, Mrs. Fiori did
not pull the trigger.

We're going to be
shoveling you-know-what

in the police stables.

Yeah, go into
Stonetree's office,

get the photo
with him and Fiori.

Show it to our
sex video merchant.

50-1, his face
falls into his socks.

Don't do this to me,
Nick.

It's a piece of cake,
partner. Trust me.

Piece of cake.

What are you doing
with that?

Uh, captain,
I can explain.

KNIGHT:
Ilsa...

Ilsa?

Ilsa, I found...

Of course.

Why would you trust me?

I'm a man.

They call it
"Lady Killer."

It's the most popular
with the ladies

because
it's the cheapest.

I suppose now I'll have to pay
to get her buried.

Mrs. Fiori, I'm sorry.
I know it's late.

Detective,
I know you can understand,

I don't want to talk
about what happened

any further.

Look, I know you didn't
kill Charlie Gubbins.

You can help us.

No, you don't understand.
This case is over.

I can't take much more of this.

If you don't stay away from me,
I don't...

Please...

Just leave us alone.

Mrs. Fiori...

Then he said if I want
to stay in business,

I'd tell anybody who asked
that Mrs. Fiori found the tape

in the underground
apartment parking area,

and that she had called me
a few days before

to say she returned it,

but that she wasn't
the person who rented it.

Describe the man
physically.

It was a guy in his 50s,
tall.

He was balding,

but he had, like,
gray hair, you know,

like around the fringe,

and he looked
like he was built.

For the record,
I'm showing Mr. Delitsky

a photograph of two men.

Is the man you just described

in this photograph?

Yeah. It's the guy on the left

with the coat and the hat
in his hand.

For the record,

the witness
has identified

Inspector
Anthony Fiori.

LYNN: Why don't you tell me
why you're here?

Tony and I,
we don't have any secrets,

and I just...
want this to be finished.

Okay.

We know you didn't kill
Charles Gubbins.

I killed him...

the first time
I ever laid eyes on him.

The first time
I saw him

and I decided
that I had to have him.

The first time
I took him to our apartment

so that we could make love.

Then you're guilty of adultery,
not murder.

You hear me, Lynn?

That's grounds
for divorce, okay?

But you didn't pull the trigger.

I know
you're feeling responsible

about Gubbins' death,

but you're not the executioner.

You'll feel guilty
about it

for the rest
of your life,

I know that.

But you did not commit murder.

I just have to go get dressed.

You're making me
nervous.

Well, she's desperate,
Nat.

I'm afraid
what she might do.

Do? Like what?

Like kill her husband
and maybe herself.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Hello?

It's for you.

Oh, thanks. Yeah?

Nick, you'd better
get over here fast.

Why? What's happening?

Captain took off
after the sex video guy

ID'd Inspector Fiori
as the man

who told him to lie
about the cassette.

Stonetree's gone
to confront Fiori?

You should have seen the look
in his eyes when he left.

Okay, get some uniforms
and meet me there.

Nick, I don't want to be

banging on doors
at Fiori's house,

especially
if they're sitting there

talking there peacefully.

I mean, I'd look
a little bit like a fool.

Okay, call him first.
I'm on my way.

So, what happened?

[WHOOSH]

Lynn has just
admitted

that she didn't
kill Gubbins.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

The guy at the sex video store
ID'd you, Tony.

If you've got a weapon,
leave it here.

You're coming in too.

Lynn, what did you tell him?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

That'd be the precinct.

STONETREE:
Hello?

[DIAL TONE]

Oh, my God.

Drive his car
to the beach

and take a taxi home.

Do it.

[♪]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

What's up?

Nobody's here

and there's no sign
of the captain's car.

Okay, great. Thanks.

I checked, and Stonetree's
not at the precinct.

We'd better put
an APB out

on Fiori's car
and the captain's.

Why?

Fresh blood on the plant.

Mrs. Fiori?

I can't.

Could you come
with me, please?

Come on.

I can't.

Let's go.

[SOBBING SOFTLY]

SCHANKE:
Would he take the captain to your country cottage?

I don't know.
I don't think so.

I'd like to say
take your time,

I'd like to tell you

we'll talk about it
in the morning,

but I can't,
Mrs. Fiori.

We've got to know
right now.

If we're going
to save his life.

I'm trying to think.

Come on, you know

where your husband's
taken Stonetree.

I know you do.

You felt inferior,
corrupt.

You seduced Gubbins,

and you've done
whatever necessary

to protect your husband,

but tonight,
something changed.

While you were driving
the captain's car,

something changed.

Well, that's why
you're here.

Tell us right now,
Mrs. Fiori,

or you'll be responsible
for the captain's death.

Thank you.

Killing someone

and letting your wife
take the rap,

15 years ago, 10 years ago,

you never would have laid down
in the gutter for that.

I couldn't lose her.

How would that
have made me look?

Gubbins was scum,

but he was no real threat
to our marriage.

If she wanted

a little something
on the side,

at least
I could control that.

You knew?

I could have
put that weasel away anytime.

He took the games too far.

He was going
to hurt her.

My wife!

"Till death do us part," Joe.

Lynn and me, we stick together.

Because if she doesn't,
you kill her too?

Right.

FIORI: She's no good without me.

I'm sorry it's you

caught
in the middle of this, Joe,

But it is.

[BANGING]

[GUNFIRE]

Captain,
are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Don't worry,
I'll get him.

No. This is my fight.

Come on, captain.

I'll go
around the front.

You take the back.

All right.

Give it up, Tony.
You got nowhere to go.

I'm not coming out
till this gun's empty.

You know that, Joe.

Anthony Fiori,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Charles Gubbins.

Anything you say
may be used against you--

Get away from me!

This is your last chance, Tony.
Give me the gun.

NICK: Captain, no!

[GUNSHOT]

Get a gurney in here!
The captain's been hit.

It's just
a flesh wound.

Come on, come on!

Move it! Move it!

I think it took
a lot of guts

to face him down,
captain.

Nah,
you don't understand.

He was my friend.
He taught me a lot.

He helped me
get promoted to captain.

I would've died for him.

You almost did, sir.

You know
something, cap?

I'm glad you didn't.

Likewise.

Come on.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Hello.

NATALIE:
You're awake. Finally.

Just barely.
How's the picnic?

It's great.

There's only one thing
missing, though. You.

I think it would spoil the fun
if I started to smolder

between the hot dog
and the ice cream courses.

Oh, hey,
it's almost sunset.

You could come over now.

I don't think so, Nat.

Oh, come on,
everybody's asking

about you.

Gee, I wonder where Nick is?
See?

Oh, I don't know.

Oh, all right.
I'll be there shortly.

Did you hear
what I said?

All right, play nice,
don't fight,

and stay away from the girls.
Now, get going.

Hey! About time.

You missed
the whole game.

Who won?

Schanke's Scorchers,
of course. 11 to zip.

Yeah!

Captain pitched
a no-hitter.

His leg okay?

We should be so strong.
Want some?

Not for me, thanks.
Hey! Excuse me.

Congratulations,
captain.

I'm sorry I missed it.

Missed what?

Oh. It was a good game,

but that new ump
was one tough cookie.

Fiori was always
a lot more...lenient.

You'll miss him,
won't you?

When's the trial?

Three weeks.

But it's not him
I'm worried about.

This whole thing

has really taken its toll
on Lynn.

How's she doing?

She's a mess.

She's trying to work it out
with a therapist.

I don't know how Tony

could make her live
like that.

Well, with any luck,

she'll divorce him
and start her own life.

They call it
"Lady Killer."

It's the most popular
with the ladies

because
it's the cheapest.

Not luck, Nat. Courage.

Well, I'd better go see
if my wife needs anything.

Take it easy, captain.

You know, Nat,

with all the changes
over the years

that I've seen for women,

for some, it seems
nothing's changed.

For some of us,
it has.

For millions of us.

And I have the pleasure
and pain

of knowing one of you.

Lucky you.

[♪]

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