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Previously on NYPD blue...

You talk to a detective winslow this morning

regarding a pross homicide -- Cynthia Patterson?

Yeah.

I need to clarify your relationship with the girl.

I wasn�t a customer. You were listed like one.

Why didn�t you tell your friend the truth?

Because his next step would have been you.

I don�t recall ever asking you to protect me.

Did you have a relationship with this girl?

Nothing past her being a c.I.

If you�re screwing pross, I got a right to know about it. Give me a break!

You�re lying to me.

It was my dad banging that pross.

He�s gonna let you take the rap for it?

Yeah, and for now, that�s how it�s gonna work,

and I appreciate you not giving me a speech.

Nice car.

That�s a babe magnet!

Or a cute-guy magnet, I guess.

I�m having it painted candy-apple red.

What year is this thing?

1985. How many miles?

120,000.

Keep some flares in the glove box.

How much?

$20,000.

His big inheritance.

All the rest of it�s going in t-bills,

but i�ve always wanted this car.

It�s a work of art.

Morning.

Hey, john�s getting a new car.

Yeah?

How many miles are on it?

It�s in perfect condition.

Boss is looking for you.

You know, John, leaving your money in t-bills,

some would consider that a passive approach to investing.

Greg, Greg, anybody who day-traded Internet stocks

is disqualified from giving financial advice.

That was a couple years ago --

here we go, buddy.

Get the door.

The borough�s left it for me to decide

if you�re to catch cases

while this investigation continues.

Can I give you my opinion?

Sure.

I am absolutely fit to catch cases

�cause that investigation has got nothing to do with me.

Sold.

Hit it.

I appreciate your confidence in me, boss.

You�ve earned it.

As far as this relationship -- relationship...

As far as how I knew her --

I don�t need the details on that part.

That�s your business.

Well, i�m telling you,

she was an informant, and I was not banging her.

Okay, and i�m telling you, even if you were,

all that matters to me

is you weren�t involved in the homicide.

Well, it matters to me that you believe me

that I wasn�t screwing a prostitute.

Fine.

You don�t believe me, do you?

I don�t care. Now go work your cases.

I just got off the phone with the FBI.

They were forwarded a threat

that a bomb might have been mailed

to the family-court building.

All right, get down there, everybody.

Mcdowell and Ortiz are out on an interview.

I�ll have them respond. He�s in.

What the hell is this?

He�s trying to get his boss on the phone.

They�re not evacuating?

They evacuated the mailroom. That�s it.

This place needs to be evacuated now!

My boss will be here in five minutes.

I want a roster of all the judges,

and I want the building cleared.

Nobody gets in!

We should keep everybody off the air

in case the bomb�s on some kind of frequency.

Make sure every court officer�s radio is off.

We�ll start with the evacuation.

Hey, which one of you guy�s in charge?

Detective sipowicz.

Watch the front door, and nobody gets in.

How do you spell that?

Watch the door! Come on, guys.

Bureaucratic asshole.

Your honor! Detectives sipowicz and Clark --

whoa! Stop right there.

If you allow US to approach the bench, we can explain.

Officers, approach the bench.

Turn your radio off, and it stays off.

Your honor, we�ve got a bomb threat.

This court�s going to take a 30-minute recess.

Everybody out! Come on! Everybody!

Everybody out!

All the way out, and officers will direct you from there.

What�s the reason for this?

A good one. Just keep moving.

I opened an envelope, and it exploded!

It burns!

It�ll be okay, ma�am!

You think it�s Anthrax?

I don�t want to find out the hard way.

Please help me!

Stay where you are and we�ll get help!

You cannot leave the office

till we know what we�re dealing with!

We�ll come to you!

Please hurry!

Everyone needs to get out of the building now!

Make sure that door stays shut.

Let�s go!

My instructions were to close down the mailroom

and wait for my supervisor to arrive before evacuating --

we�ll do what we can for you in our paperwork.

That�s everybody.

Jarvik, go help with the perimeter.

I�m major Charlie mullin.

The information my officer relayed to me

was that you received a phone call

saying there might be a bomb mailed in the future.

No, nothing about in the future.

Then I was given the wrong information,

because I absolutely would have authorized --

that�s Hazmat. I need to get this.

It�s ass-covering time now.

Agent newmark.

I�m the a. S. A. C. Of the joint terrorism task force.

We were evacuating the third floor

when we heard a female scream.

Opened the door and it was a judge�s secretary,

her face and upper body covered in white powder.

She opened a letter, and the powder sprayed on her.

Have you two been checked out?

As soon as we saw it was white powder, we backed out.

Set up a warm zone

and make sure these two are decontaminated and tested.

Precautionary. You got nothing to worry about.

Okay, hazmat�s gonna be doing some field tests.

If it comes back with any trace of Anthrax,

we�ll be taking over.

In the meantime, i�m gonna need to know

where that bomb-threat phone call originated from.

Yeah.

They were in there for, what, a second?

Yeah. They�re fine.

Anthrax down there?

They don�t know yet. Still doing a field test.

A bomb went off?

It was a letter rigged to spray powder.

The victim d. O. A.?

Are you looking for bad news or what?

Hey, Clark, hold up.

Listen, no bull.

I know we had our differences, but hear me out.

I�ll get on tracing that call.

I had a buddy of mine up in the 23

who had a prostitute as an informant.

It got out, and it caused some major grief.

Everybody was accusing him

of having a relationship with her.

So I know how messed up it can be.

I mean, he was banging her. Don�t get me wrong.

Banged her every chance he got,

but the fact that people went ahead and assumed,

that ain�t right.

You know, that whore was always saying,

"I got a brother on the job. I got a brother on the job,"

and it�s just now I see the resemblance.

I�m just having a little fun.

You don�t have to get personal about it.

Why don�t you have your little fun somewhere else

or you�ll end up on your ass...Again.

What was that with laughlin?

General nonsense.

You knew they were gonna eat this story up.

Let �em.

What do you got?

I.a.b. -- I�m supposed to head down there

and talk to captain fraker a. S. A. P.

Does the boss know?

He does.

All right.

I�ll check in later.

If your dad knew what kind of heat you were taking --

�cause I know you sugarcoated this thing --

he�d want to step forward and clear it up.

It�ll work out.

You know, when I came in here

and I asked if anything was going on, that didn�t qualify?

I assumed it was a personal matter.

That was the fed in charge of the joint terrorism task force.

The tests came back negative for Anthrax.

So Connie and Rita are done getting decontaminated?

Yeah, and the whole case gets kicked back to US

unless it�s terrorism-related.

Medavoy and Jones are still down there.

We should get �em up to the judge�s office.

15th squad.

We should get junior back in here, too.

I.a.b. Can wait.

No, he needs to deal with that.

Hold, please. Detective?

Sipowicz.

Boss. Boss.

What�s the cross street?

All right, yeah. Yeah, I got it.

Another letter bomb exploded at 841 worth street.

Hit with powder -- same thing.

What?

The guy�s in cardiac arrest. I�m heading down there.

Have Connie and Rita meet me.

I take it it�s safe in here.

Hazmat just left. Negative on Anthrax.

Same m. O. As earlier.

Who opened the letter?

Attorney whose office this is. He had a heart attack.

We need to get this guy�s client list,

see if any of them had cases tried by that judge who got hit.

We got his secretary on that.

So you guys are all right?

Sat in a janitor�s office for two hours

waiting on the test results.

Where�s John?

He�s down at I. A. B.

Dealing with his informant?

We were sitting there two hours.

We talked about a lot of things.

My guess, yeah, yeah, that�s what he�s down there for.

Let�s get on this.

Sorry i�m late, detective.

No sweat.

So...

Got yourself in a little bit of a pickle.

It�s a misunderstanding.

Yeah, we get a lot of those.

Still, we have to look into �em.

The d. O. A. Prostitute was an informant of mine.

Yeah, I read the reports.

I know your version of the events.

Okay.

I�ve also asked around about you.

I�ve heard nothing but good things.

Great things.

You�re the kind of detective we need out there.

You reflect today�s job, today�s mentality, today�s approach.

See, now, that�s the tragedy of the whole thing.

Good cop like you who made a mistake,

looking at possibly getting bounced off the job,

having to work security in some office building.

Yet a dinosaur like detective sipowicz,

who still has this overly aggressive,

"US against them" attitude he picked up in the �70s,

he�s still running around half-cocked.

You find that tragic?

John, this is just you and me talking, okay?

I want to help you. Now, I can help you.

If you�re trying to work me for information on my partner,

whether it�s to save my job or save my pension

or save the spotted owl, it�s not gonna happen.

Our time is valuable, captain,

and time spent on that is time wasted.

Well, then...

You have the right to remain silent and refuse to answer --

I know my rights, and I know if you�re reading them to me,

I need a lawyer and a union rep here.

You�re a suspect in the homicide of Cynthia Patterson.

You�re to stay at your squad on restricted duty

until I say different.

Good luck, detective.

Hey.

The judge who got hit gave US a tip

on a guy who appeared before her.

Said he was a real whack job -- Larry orth.

Turns out he had a red flag from the secret service

for sending a threatening letter to the president.

Regarding?

They wouldn�t elaborate beyond the fact

that they did a threat assessment,

and they were satisfied with him not being one at the time.

They traced the bomb threat you got this morning.

It originated from a pay phone in union square.

The 911 operator forwarded the message to arson and explosion.

The guy there gave it to the bomb squad,

but he thought that family court was a federal property.

So he forwarded it to the feds, and then they called US.

Playing hot potato with a bomb threat.

Lab results came back on the white powder.

They found traces of cayenne pepper and eggshell.

That�s santeria using eggshell.

I had a case with them once.

A guy I used to work with had an ear to all that voodoo stuff.

Get a sample of the powder and look into it.

Want to bring in a hypnotist while we�re at it?

I�ll bring in a mime troupe if it helps with the case.

Come grab this guy with me.

Sure.

Hey. What�s going on?

I just had to tell one more guy

that I don�t know anything about their case.

What�s your status?

Restricted, but I can still work cases.

Thought you had that worked out.

They�re messing with me. What�d I miss?

Rita can fill you in.

15th squad.

Hold please.

Lieutenant. Chief of detectives.

You don�t leave the squad.

You okay?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.

So they�re still under the impression

this is your informant and not your dad�s.

Rita, when something changes, you�ll be the first to know.

Now, how about running the case?

This is really fun for me,

people thinking i�m seeing a guy who bangs whores on the side.

Well, then, maybe you should stop seeing that guy

if it�s putting such a big crimp in your style.

There�s my notes.

You know, the santeria have a god

that�s half baby, half old man,

and the offerings that they...Offer

range from toys and candy to old-man stuff,

like, canes and booze, I guess.

And...

Don�t call �em witch doctors. That�s a big no-no.

Okay, so, this is an old santeria powder.

Some cayenne pepper in here, thorns,

and a poison you get from the insides of a puffer fish.

When it hit the person, did it burn, irritate?

Yeah. Yeah, it did.

Can you get this recipe in a bookstore or off the Internet?

Doubt it. It�s pretty obscure.

So someone really had to know santeria to put this together.

This is santeria powder.

How they got it, I don�t know.

Okay.

All right, how much for your time?

You guys are doing good work out there.

Come on. How much?

You want to give me 20 bucks, that�s fine.

Appreciate it.

I�m very, very sorry.

Please! Stand completely still.

Don�t freak me out --

stand still!

Extend your right arm.

Turn your palm up to the sky.

Now...

Put your palm against your forehead.

I�m just giving you a hard time. Don�t worry about it.

So that�s not a sacred candle?

I got that at the variety store.

You should have seen the look on your face.

Have a seat, Larry.

So you sent a threatening letter to the president?

I sent a letter to the president.

Some secret service agent looking for a little overtime

apparently deemed it threatening.

It wasn�t.

Why�d you send the letter?

I sent it two years ago. Is this --

this is really why i�m here?

Why�d you send the letter?

It was the culmination of a complete --

four years ago, I bought a fourplex.

The hag downstairs paid $150 a month.

I find out you can�t raise the rent

on a rent-controlled apartment

if there�s a violation on the building.

The hag puts in a complaint for peeling paint.

I paint it to have the violation removed.

It takes the inspector five months to come out.

The next day,

the hag puts in a complaint about a hallway light being out.

After the inspector checks that,

the hag puts in a complaint for a loose floorboard.

Okay, so this goes on and on. How did it culminate?

I went to landlord/tenant court.

The case was thrown out

because I misspelled the hag�s first name.

Improper service of summons, they called it.

I go to my city councilman.

He directs me to the state legislature.

I ended up sending out letters.

Harsh language was used. I won�t deny it.

You were married.

Yes, I was.

And you had a case tried by judge Karen squire

in family court?

Boy, did I ever.

Not happy with the results?

I only see my son every other weekend.

You ever send a letter to judge squire?

Yes, I did. A year ago.

Harsh language in that one, too?

I�m a frank and honest person.

If people don�t like it, that�s their problem.

Good.

Judge squire got a letter today.

Did you send it to her?

No.

�cause you see, how this works, Larry,

is you get frank and honest with US, we can help you out.

I sent one letter a year ago.

If we find out you�re lying,

what happens is those weekend visitations with your son,

those go.

Are you threatening to take my son away?

If we find out you�re lying...

You filthy bitch!

Andy!

Now, after an outburst like that,

why should we believe anything you say?

I never sent the judge another letter.

If you try to take my son away --

don�t you make threats, Larry.

You�re gonna get yourself into a real bad situation here

if you make threats.

We�ll look into if you sent that letter today.

In the meantime, you�re gonna sit in a cell downstairs

until we feel you�ve got the mental state to be in public.

Come on. Get up.

I have to go and get my car.

Otherwise, there�s another person ready to buy it

if I don�t.

Go already?

Thank you. I�m sorry.

We�re getting a tape of that 911 call.

I�ll compare it against that Larry orth guy.

That was atf.

They need to know if the letter bomb used any accelerant.

It was more spring-loaded.

Completely spring-loaded?

As far as we could tell, spring-loaded only.

They�re gonna want to hear

that it was an improvised explosive device

of a biological nature.

Where are we at?

I�m looking for people with hispanic names

who had contact with the judge and the attorney.

Hispanic on account of they might have knowledge

of the santeria powder?

Right.

We got this bastard in a real stranglehold now.

It�s just a matter of time.

Continue.

There�s one case involving a guy named Tim hale.

His wife used the attorney,

and their case was tried by judge Karen squire.

Listed as a contact number for hale is a lalene Fernandez.

Doesn�t say what their relationship was,

but it�s the only hispanic name I found so far.

Bring him in.

You gotta be kidding me.

Hale works for the postal service.

Well, that�s different.

You and Clark interview hale.

Connie, you and Rita go interview the woman.

You on restricted mean you can�t go out in the street?

If you need help, grab somebody from anticrime.

I�ll look into this hale some more and be ready.

Great.

Hey.

You want to grab a quick bite?

Hey, Maya. We�re in the middle of it here.

There�s an umbrella lounge around the corner.

They got decent hot dogs.

...yeah.

Yeah, all right. Real quick.

You can lose the bun

if you�re on one of those high-protein diets.

Are you looking for trouble?

Hey, you hungry at all?

No.

So, I got good news.

Let�s hear it.

I stumbled on an etiquette book,

and apparently if there are two people who like each other

and the guy doesn�t make the first move after a couple weeks,

then the girl -- not only is she allowed to,

but she�s supposed to ask the guy out.

Maya, see, the thing is that --

first of all, i�m flattered,

but I dated a woman I worked with.

I heard all about that.

That sounded like a whole big relationship thing.

I just want to go have fun, okay?

I really don�t know if this is the right situation.

Can you believe I just threw myself at this guy

and he turned me down?

Let�s go, detective.

All right, all right.

Dinner -- how about dinner?

Dinner...and maybe dancing

at this really cool spot

where we won�t have to wait in line, I swear.

All right, but it�s gotta stay between US.

I can do that.

Then here we go. Shh.

Come on.

Have a seat, Tim.

Did you have a court case with a judge squire?

I did, yeah.

What was it about?

Custody of my kids.

Why did it go all the way to family court?

You�d have to ask my ex.

What was the nature of your disagreement?

Her screwing around on me

and wanting to get out with everything she could.

That was the major beef? Yeah.

What about you sexually abusing your daughter?

Never happened.

Then why�d we have to draw it out of you?

It�s not something I like talking about.

This isn�t a dinner party, Tim.

My wife made it up, and it worked.

She got everything.

Everything.

Must have pissed you off.

You think?

Your wife�s attorney was Carl llewelyn? Yeah.

Something happened to Carl llewelyn

and judge squire today, Tim.

Like what?

You don�t know?

No.

I don�t know, but if it�s something bad,

don�t be afraid to tell me.

Tim, we need to get some fingerprints off you

along with a DNA sample and a recording of your voice.

Fine. Why?

�cause we got an investigation under way, and we need to.

Fine. Let�s do it.

Sit tight.

Can you handle this, or are you too restricted?

Why? Where are you going?

I gotta take care of something real quick.

Everything all right? Yeah.

Need help? No, I got it.

That attorney that got sprayed with the powder --

he went out of the picture at bellevue --

heart failure.

All right. Got scared to death, basically --

although he was pushing 300 pounds.

Anything jumps off, page me.

Everything okay? Yeah.

Need any help with anything?

No, we got it.

Do you know a Tim hale, lalene?

We work together.

You were listed as a contact in his court records.

Tim stayed with me until he found a place.

His wife kicked him out. You two date?

No, just friends. We worked together.

Did something happen to Tim?

His name came up in an investigation.

Lalene, we�re gonna level with you.

Okay. That�d be great.

Today there was a practical joke

played on a judge and an attorney.

We looked at people who had contact with both,

and tim�s name came up.

Part of the joke involved this santeria powder

that makes someone itch and burn a little.

We saw your name in the file.

We brought you in. That�s the deal.

Okay.

So, if you had anything to do with this,

now�s the time to tell US.

No, absolutely not.

Okay.

What kind of practical joke?

Letters were sent containing the powder.

Last chance -- did you have anything to do with it?

No. I mean --

what�s Tim saying?

Lalene, we�re gonna level with you one more time.

If you�re honest with US,

we�ll try and get you out that door and back home.

If you lie or try to outsmart US

or waste our time in any form or fashion,

you�re looking at a felony.

A couple of years ago,

Tim and I were complaining about our supervisor.

Tim was talking about gluing the guy�s desk drawer shut.

My grandmother�s a santeria,

and I told him I could probably get something,

like a powder to put on the guy�s comb to make him itch.

Did you get it for him?

Not then, but about a week ago he asked me for some powder.

I got it for him.

I thought he was gonna use it on our boss.

If he did this, it�s not right,

but he really got screwed in family court.

Let US worry about that.

Write down what you told US.

I need to talk to you about your son.

On the phone you said there was a problem

with that case we worked together on.

He�s taking on more weight over this woman you knew,

and he cares so much about you

that he�s not gonna tell you the truth.

So, that was a bunch of b. S. --

treating me like some skel to get me down here?

Your kid is in trouble, Clark,

and you need to rectify the situation.

I�m not gonna talk to you about this.

He got called down to I. A. B. Again today,

and he�s on restricted duty.

You know that every uniform in that precinct

is giving him a hard time,

that this is hurting his relationship

with his girlfriend?

I didn�t know any of that.

Well, now you do.

John came to me

after he went on record that this woman was his informant.

He insisted that I go along with it. You�re his dad.

He�ll ride this off a cliff

before he�ll let anybody come after you.

Boy, i�ll bet you�re loving this, aren�t you?

Yeah. Yeah, Clark, that�s why I came down here.

I love getting glared at

by people who only remember me from my past.

That�s always a real pick-me-up.

People are giving him a hard time?

Don�t let your embarrassment

over associating with a woman like that

cloud your judgment.

Getting prostitute advice from Andy sipowicz.

I didn�t think it could get any worse.

It runs like an absolute dream.

The windows whistle a little when you get over 35,

but the previous owner said that�s normal.

Alison, i�ve always tried not to tie my self-worth

to material possessions

because -- you know, we talked about this --

but i�m sorry. This is so nice.

I do deserve it. I can honestly --

get out of the car, man!

Come on, get out of the car, buddy!

Get out!

My -- my god!

My god!

Carjack! I�ve been -- i�ve been carjacked!

My god!

My god!!

If we bring the FBI in here and you lie to them,

you get charged even more

because you�re a federal employee,

so let�s keep it manageable.

What would I be looking at

if I did admit to what you�re talking about?

We�d have to talk to the judge and the attorney --

see if we can get them to calm down

and take things into consideration.

I�d be looking at federal charges no matter what

for sending it through the mail.

You know how the system works, Tim?

Everything is negotiable.

And if one side of the table, US,

feels that we�re being respected and cooperated with,

we can help out the other side of the table. That�s you.

Tell US what happened.

We already know your friend lalene

gave you the santeria powder last week.

If you don�t, we just toss you to the FBI,

and nowadays they do whatever the hell they want.

It�s gonna go down, Tim.

And if you wait to talk, it�s gonna cost you twice as much.

Did you know that all a woman has to do is allege abuse --

allege -- and it�s over with?

This is what your wife did?

We were fighting a lot. I found out she was cheating.

She knew I was gonna divorce her ass, and so sh--

she made her move.

Who�d she notify about the abuse? Cops.

So an immediate restraining order.

I was out of the house that day.

I didn�t get to see my kids for two months.

I couldn�t go within 100 feet of them

waiting for a medical exam of my daughter,

which my wife and her lawyer kept delaying.

Then I finally get to see them, but it�s gotta be supervised

in a neutral location,

so we meet at the office of child protective services.

Damn social worker makes out a report --

says my daughter seems apprehensive in my presence.

Well, no kidding!

I haven�t seen her in two months,

we�re meeting in some office building,

and who knows what her mom has told her?!

When you went to court,

did the judge want to hear your side of it?

Hell, no. She just bought the whole thing.

My wife and her lawyer are lying through their teeth

about something --

about something that I would never do

in a million years.

You mail any other letters out, Tim?

No.

I sent those letters...

Out of frustration.

I�m sorry!

And if you could talk with the judge and my wife�s lawyer,

maybe they can take into consideration

what i�ve been through.

We�ll do what we can.

I mean, it�s New York City. You don�t really need a car.

Yeah, they�re more hassle than they�re worth.

You two are talking like i�ll never see it again.

No. You�re gonna see it again.

You know, just --

yeah, just something to keep in mind.

He go?

He�s writing up a statement.

We�ve been talking it over with my boss,

and the feeling is we should defer prosecution to the FBI.

They�d get a lot more bang for the buck.

Yeah, okay.

He knows his wife�s attorney went d. O. A.?

No, we held off on that.

Let me break it to him before the feds move in.

Sure. I�ll give them a heads up right now.

And, Clark,

captain fraker wants you down at I. A. B. Immediately.

Yeah, i�m helping him get his DVD player hooked up.

He probably put the red thing in the blue hole again.

You talk to a lawyer yet?

If it�s heading that way, i�ll call you.

So, let�s get a description of this carjacker.

Okay.

So, this guy was white?

Yes.

What did he look like? He had lupine features.

But what did he look like?

I�m telling you. But he did have a Roman nose.

His nose had a prominent bridge,

and he had long, blondish highlights.

I couldn�t tell you if they were real.

Okay, so, he was blond?

Blond highlights.

Let�s start over.

Hey, John, John, your car�s on TV.

Where�d they find it?

Going about 90 on the l.I.E.

The suspect has refused to pull over,

despite having at least five police cars in pursuit.

Once again, you�re looking at the long island expressway.

The driver of this vehicle

is believed to have attempted a robbery

at a liquor store earlier in the day,

after which he stole this car.

Attempts to evade police are never successful, are they?

I can�t say with complete certainty that they never are,

but as long as i�ve been in the air,

i�d say -- he crashed!

He crashed! No!

Look at that!

The suspect has crashed his car!

You got insurance, right?

I�d like to be alone right now if you don�t mind.

...all over the road --

really a tremendous crash.

The driver looks to be okay,

which is a miracle if you look at the damage to that car.

Have a seat, detective.

Hi, pop.

John.

So...your dad has informed me of the mix-up.

You claim to be the detective John Clark

who was seeing the whore in order to protect your dad.

Yeah.

Heartwarming.

And this isn�t dad covering for son?

No.

Check my home phone records. You�ll see calls to her.

The dead whore had a tattoo on her tailbone,

right above her ass crack.

If this was your girl, you can tell me what it was.

It�s a butterfly.

We have a winner.

But I was not involved in

nor do I have any knowledge regarding her death.

Yeah, I know. The squad has the perp.

When?

Three hours ago some junkie tried a robbery -- went bad.

So, then, we�re done now?

You�re restored to full duty.

You can go. Dad stays.

Go ahead, John.

Want me to notify anybody, get you a lawyer?

I can handle it. You sure, dad?

I�ll check on you later.

Yes, i�m here.

The bill of sale and the title are in the car,

which is currently twisted like a pretzel,

so, no, I can�t get it to you.

What�s going on?

The...case cleared.

Some junkie killed her trying to pull off a robbery,

which fraker knew about most of the day but didn�t tell me.

Putting the screws to you,

hoping to turn you into a rat for I. A. B.?

Yeah. Well...

It�s over with.

My dad�s still down there, though.

They called him in?

He went down there on his own. He told them everything.

He�s looking at a major hit.

I won�t be surprised if he puts in his papers.

I don�t know.

I guess i�ll call him in a little bit.

I�m glad it worked out.

That was big of your dad.

Yeah. He stepped up.

Hey.

If I was a little abrupt earlier,

I apologize.

What are you doing later?

I don�t know.

Call me when you get home. All right.

They treat you right here.

When I was on patrol, I responded to a bar fight.

Owner took a liking to me.

I bet.

You having fun?

It�s nice being out with you.

But do you like the club?

...yeah. Yeah, for a club.

You don�t go out much.

No, not to bars. I mean, you can�t relax.

You always gotta be the sheriff, you know?

People getting in fights, doing drugs --

how far do you let it go before you have to get involved?

Relax.

Have a good time.

All right. Another cosmo?

Ooh. Why, thank you very much.

Are you crazy?!

Did I bump into you, baby?

My mistake, man.

I didn�t know she was your girl.

Just apologize and we�ll be cool.

It�s okay. It�s fine.

It was a mistake, man. Apologize.

Don�t worry about it.

I know you don�t want to back down in front of your boy,

but you�re gonna apologize or we�ll take this outside.

And I got no problem kicking your ass, too.

Sorry.

You see, that�s why I don�t go out --

nothing but drunks and bullies,

and i�m not the type of guy to take anything.

That�s what happens when you hang out with a fine woman.

Is that why?

All right, it�s over with. Let�s have fun.

Let�s go someplace quiet.

There�s this little coffeehouse down the block.

We�ll grab a table.

Okay.

Okay. Then you gotta rinse after every stroke.

That�s right.

I know.

Can I shave you?

No.

Why not?

Because real shavers have metal blades,

and you can cut yourself,

which is why I don�t want to see you anywhere near this thing.

Besides, you need more practice with your toothbrush first.

I know what i�m doing.

No, see, when you shave your neck,

you shave up, like I told you.

I thought you knew what you were doing, smarty-pants.

I do.

All right, keep practicing.

Hey.

What�s going on? You all right? Come on in.

No, no, i�m good.

I just came by to say thanks for backing me up.

I don�t know what you did,

but i�m guessing my dad didn�t show up out of the blue.

How�s he doing?

He�s good.

Dad, how�s this?

Theo�s going for his driver�s test tomorrow.

He wants to look presentable.

Think you missed a spot over here, squirt.

Go and take care of it.

I�ll let you guys get back to -- just wanted to say thanks.

Your dad putting in his papers?

No. He got a 10-day rip.

10 days? That�s it?

Yeah. I�ll see you tomorrow.

I was more caught up in what people thought of me

than what you were going through.

I�m not blaming you for that.

No, i�m not saying you are.

It�s just that�s what I was doing,

and I feel bad about it.

Hell with that.

How about we just put this whole thing behind US?

But watching you lie to me -- and I knew you were lying --

what you got to understand

is that my dad -- he�s my only family,

and i�d rather stick up for him and lose my job

than sell him out and keep it.

I�m talking about when you lied to me, John.

Okay.

You don�t ever have to lie to me.

Okay.

Um...four months and this is our first bump in the road.

That�s worth something.

Four and a half months.

Almost five.

That�s really something.

Absolutely.