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My new trainer is hot.

But, married. Yeah.

I always meet married guys.

What is it with that? Oh, God.

Oh, my God.
Do we have to, Mom? Oh.

It's fine.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, right.

A good provider.

And funny. Uh-huh.

Listen, Mom. Listen, Mom.

This man does not exist
in New York.

Yeah.

Yeah, in all of New York.
Trust me, I've looked.

Why don't you come down here,
and you...?

Oh, my God!

Mom, I have to call you back.

Everyone knows you can't make

a left on 5th
between 7:00 and 7:00.

Hold on, Al.
And then you're stuck

all the way to 9th
before you can go south.

What? What tone?
I'm educating someone.

Hey, when you get
your cab license...

I'm sorry.
What did you say?

...then you come
back and talk to me.

Well, for your information,
I did drive a cab,

and I did it
a lot better than...

Hey, hey, you... you
can stuff it in your...

Wow. Nice.

Very original!

Al, you still there?

Where are you, exactly?

I'm outside a club in Midtown.

I'm sort of here to try
and see my Aunt Edie.

Aunt Edie?

What's she been up to?

I don't know. I, uh...

I just saw that she was
in town for a few days,

and I thought I'd show her
the sketch of Jonathan,

she if she recognized him.

Okay, but if you two end up
in the penthouse

How do you even remember that?

And it was Keith Richards,
by the way.

When you're done
with the family reunion,

we caught a body
in Woodside-- 64th

and Roosevelt.

Oh.

Got it. Listen, I got to go.
Wish me luck.

Sure.

Edie? Edie?!

Oh, my gosh. Carrie.

Is everything okay
with your mom?

- Yeah. Oh, yeah.
- Oh.

Oh, good. Thank God. I mean...

Then what are you doing here?

Well, I saw in the paper
that you were in town.

- Yeah.
- And I wanted to stop by.

- I actually have this...
- Um, you know,

we are so gonna have
to get together.

I mean, it's really
gonna be great, but this is...

It's a crazy
time. Yeah.

Okay, what about tonight?
Any possibility...?

Oh, I wish tonight. I've got

dinner with the Sony executives.
- Oh.

And then we're gonna go see
a blues band

down at the Main Line.

Well, are you gonna be
in town this weekend?

'Cause maybe
we could go see Mom.

No. I'm leaving Friday.

Oh.
Otherwise...

Yeah, I gotta go.

Yeah...
Yeah.

You should...
Okay, babe.

Okay.
Yeah. Carrie?

You look majestic.

You really do.
So good to see you.

You-You, too.
Call me.

Uh, yeah, call you.

Majestic?

- Yeah, I guess I can see that.
- You're kind.

Sounds like Aunt Edie
hasn't changed much.

She was totally manic, and-and

when I brought up
going to see Alice,

it was like suggesting root
canal, and she loves my mom.

So, I guess no
sketch, huh?

You kidding me?
I should have sent you.

She did always like me.

No, what she liked...
was your butt.

Neighbors have her as Amy

O'Malley.

Lived up in 3B.

Folks were away.

She's a junior
at St. Bennet's.

Everything I hear,
she's a good kid.

She come off the roof?

3B doesn't get you
something like this.

Suicide?

Maybe.

Looks like the fall
is what killed her.

And there's no other signs of

major trauma, but...

- What about these?
- Yeah, exactly.

They wrap all
the way around.

- These aren't from impact.
- Pretty consistent

with defensive wounds.
Let's bag the hands.

She struggled with someone.

- Got it covered?
- Okay, parents are en route.

We got any witnesses?

Next case, Al, I promise.

You promised last time.

Well, we got the woman
who owns the car,

but, uh, she didn't
see anything.

- Where's Roe?
- He's on the roof.

What do you got?

Some sort of scuff marks.

I'm guessing
they're from our girl.

Her back's to the edge, she's
trying to get a footing,

her heel, uh, scraping against
the wall right about here.

Let's play match game
with the vic's shoes.

Got her initials carved
in the wall over there: "A.O."

"Amy O." Also got
what looks like a "K.S."

And the neighbors say

it was some kind
of teen hangout up here.

You okay?

Yeah, I just...

You know, the vic is
the same age as my boy,

and I couldn't tell you
where Spence is right now.

- So make the call.
- He prefers I text.

Front-row seats.

Let's get a canvass going.

If no one saw what happened,
they saw Amy up here other days.

Maybe they put her with someone.

And let's take a look
at the sex crimes in the area,

see if there's
a pattern.

Hey, guys?

Parents are here.

Oh, I'll get on the neighbors.

So, when does Amy
usually get home?

Today is... Wednesday?

Yeah.

Um, Amy would have left school

at a quarter
after 1:00.

Wednesdays are half-days.

She walks home.

Alone? With a friend?

Alone.

She goes to
St. Bennet's.

It's just a few blocks.

But usually, she would do
her homework first thing.

Sorry to ask you this,
but when did you

last speak with your daughter?

Uh, breakfast.

We all ate together.

It's okay.

It's okay.

How did she seem
this morning?

Last few days?

Same as ever.

She was always a
pretty even-keeled kid.

She didn't do this to
herself, I know that.

Then... I-I can't think

of anybody who would
ever... want to hurt her.

Does your daughter
have a cell phone?

Yeah.

I saw it in
the kitchen.

I'll grab it for you.

Thank you.

She won her

school contest
with that

in sixth grade.

Wow, that-that's impressive.

She loved people.

Imagining their lives.

She, uh... she thought
of herself as so

ordinary, and she's such
an amazing artist

and writer.

Did she keep a-a journal
at all?

Always. She was never
without it.

Would it be okay
if I took a look at it?

Mm...

Um, it would have been with her.

Right.
I would've been here,

you know?
I'm normally home at this hour.

But...

they're working
on the roof next door, and...

I couldn't stand the fumes,
so I left the house.

Oh, the damned fumes.

Front-row seats.

She struggled with someone.

What do you got?

I'll show you.

Someone was just here.

Talk about front-row seats.

Looks like we got
an eyewitness

out there somewhere.

Or a killer.

♪ Unforgettable 1x09 ♪
Golden Bird
Original Air Date on November 15, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Hey, Edie, it's Carrie.

Oh, okay.

No, I was just wondering
if you wanted to get a coffee

in between your meetings
while you're still in tow...

Well, I-I could meet you
anywhere.

Yeah.

Okay, great.

46th and Seventh.
I'll see you...

Hello?

Bye.

Check it out.

That's Amy.

She looks happy.

Yeah.

Detectives.

I'm Adam Collier.
I'm Dean of Students.

I'm Detective Costello.
This is Detective Wells.

You can call me Carrie.

And this is
Father Anselm.

- He's our headmaster.
- Detectives.

Father, thanks
for allowing us to come by.

We know this
is a difficult time.

What an awful tragedy.

Our entire community
is devastated.

I've assembled the students
Amy's mother mentioned.

Right this way.

Okay, tech has
the roofer's prints

going all the way to here.

Only a couple steps further
than we were able to detect.

And still well short

of where Amy
went over the edge.

Well, they say
it's possible

he could have kept going

and footprints
just weren't generated.

How about fingerprints?

Yeah, we got a good
set off the radio

and the lunch box,
but no hits in the database.

I'm heading over to see
the site manager who hired

the guys for the job.
- Yeah, we're still trying

to identify the other kids
who might have been

on the roof regularly.

I mean, right?
Someone's got to belong

to these other initials: "K.S."

Mike and Carrie are over
at the school right now.

What about this
journal Amy kept?

If her mother's right,
she had it with her on the roof.

Strong chance
our killer took it.

Could mean he's worried
about what's in it.

Someone Amy knows, then.

We dump her cell?

It's happening right now.

Strange thing about that--

before I signed it over,
I noticed

she made hardly any texts.

That's pretty weird
for a kid her age, no?

Yeah, unless she deleted them
'cause she was hiding something.

Stay on those
phone records.

Nina, the M.E.

I want to know what was in
Amy's system-- drugs, alcohol...

Yeah, he says we're in line
and he loves us.

Is it Mishkin?

Send him a
dozen crullers--

maple-glazed.

Let him love us more.

So...

she didn't drink or do drugs
or get into any trouble?

Did any

of you guys hang out
with her on the roof?

We all did.

Well, what did you do up there?

We usually just talked.

That's all we did.

What about
boyfriends?

Anybody who liked Amy,
maybe somebody that,

that she didn't feel
the same about?

All right, guys, listen, I know
this is really difficult, okay?

But we need your help.

Gregory,

you got something
you want to tell me?

It's not that
we don't want to help,

but Amy never
had trouble

with people or...

She was just
really cool.

She was just really cool
to everybody.

He's right.

Amy was just like
a really good kid

and an amazing friend.

So supportive.

Ask Katie.

What do you say, Katie?

Something you want
to tell me about Amy?

When Katie hurt her ankle
and had to quit gymnastics,

Amy really came through.

She seemed to make it her
mission to cheer Katie up.

I'm sorry, Katie,

I didn't mean to make it worse.

Thanks, everybody.

Thanks, guys.

Thank you, Hannah.

- Take care.
- Hey, Katie,

let me help you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I'm sorry we had to
put you through that.

I know this is impossible.

Sorry I wasn't more help.

You did fine.

Thanks, Kenny.

Kenny? I thought his
name was Gregory,

and believe me,
I remember everything.

Yeah, it is-- Greg Smith.

Middle name's Kenneth,
that's what he likes to go by.

K.S.-- initials
on the roof.

- He seems like a good kid, yeah?
- The best--

generous, intelligent,
and a truly gifted violinist.

Thank you--
Amy's class papers,

as you requested.
Ah, appreciate it.

Amy's mom said

that Amy always kept a journal.

- Is there any...?
- Yes, she carried it with her often.

She was a marvelous girl,

marvelously creative.

We'll be sure to be
on the lookout.

I'm sorry, Detectives, we're
busy planning a memorial.

Stop by my office
if you need anything else.

So I guess we should find out

where Kenny was
yesterday afternoon.

It's always the violin player.

What do you got?

- Hmm?
- Amy's writing.

I'm, I'm kind of
in love with her.

She turns all the kids at school

into different types
of animals.

In this one,

she can't hear herself think
over the chickens

cackling and clucking
about who's most popular.

It's a little
George Orwell.

Animal Farm?

The pigs?

Is it that I look stupid?

Where's my roofer, Roe?

Okay, guy managing the job
told me he only had

one worker
on the roof yesterday

at the time
of Amy's murder--

Ruben Lobato.

Even got a Social.

Only the real Ruben Lobato,
same Social,

died three years ago.

So he's illegal.

Talk to the rest of the
crew and whoever hired him.

Someone knew something
about our Ruben.

All right, just got off
with a lady who owns

a salon next
to the O'Malleys' music shop.

She says the parents,
Erin and Sean,

had a "wicked bad blowout"
the other night

and that Amy was the topic.

Guys, I got a hit off
of Amy's cell phone records.

- Sorry, Mike.
- Go.

A couple weeks ago,
she was making calls

to Planned Parenthood.

You think she was pregnant?

- Could be.
- Ain't exactly a lot

of Catholic girls volunteering
over there.

Would certainly
explain the blowout.

- Get with the Planned Parenthood office.
- Okay, I'm also gonna call

the M.E., find out
if she was pregnant

or recently terminated.

Hey, what about that Smith kid
from Amy's school,

the one with the initials
on the roof?

No, he did hang out

up there, but as it turns out,
he was at orchestra practice

at the time
of the murder.

It's never the violin player.

Listen to this.

It's from a poem
Amy wrote.

"He came, cloaked in darkness,
hair wet with stars.

"Told her to blind her eyes,
forget who he was to her.

Now she bears a secret burden."

Well, I didn't exactly
ace English lit,

but I'm getting pregnancy.

"Forget who he was to her.

Cloaked in darkness."

Not a boyfriend.

Maybe a father sneaking
into her room at night.

Where'd we reach

Sean O'Malley
with the news

- Amy was killed?
- On his cell at his shop.

He was taking a delivery.

No, now h-hold on,
the people at his shop

said that he was out yesterday
from lunch on.

Oh, I don't like
where this is going.

Wait a second,
"A secret...

"burden, the gift of the cicada
and its irrepressible rhythm.

Clickety-click-click."

Amy's father is a drummer.

Clickety-click-click,
clickety-click-click.

He was doing it the whole time
we were interviewing him,

almost as if he couldn't
not do it,

almost as if it were
irrepressible.

Let's find out
where Sean really was

when his daughter went
off that roof.

Couple of times I've heard her.

Not in my head.

Her voice...

from the street.

I actually turned to the window.

Uh, are you sure you don't
want me to call Sean?

He's just
over at the shop.

No, that's okay.

So he's working today?

I know.

Anything to keep
from hitting the bottle.

He used to drink.

Working helps him deal.

But he's, he's sober now?

A couple years.

Erin, I have to ask you
a difficult question,

so I'm just going to come
right out and ask it.

Amy made some calls to Planned
Parenthood on her cell phone.

Is there any chance that she
could have been pregnant?

Oh, God, no.

Amy didn't mess around
with boys at all.

Okay, if there was
any possibility,

any possibility at all
that she might be pregnant,

do you know
who the father could be?

Are you listening?

I told you, my daughter
wasn't pregnant.

So that fight that you
and Sean had in the shop--

that wasn't about Amy?

How do you know
about that?

Neighbor.

Is that why you're asking

about Sean, why you
don't want him here?

Look, there was some money
stolen from the shop.

Sean thought
it could have been Amy.

He asked her,
she denied it.

Why are we talking
about my family?

There's a killer
out there somewhere.

I understand that.

We will get whoever did this,
but I need your help, I do.

Why did Sean think
Amy was stealing?

A couple weeks ago...

there was a little bit of cash
missing from my purse.

Amy admitted to taking it.

She wouldn't say why,
but she promised me

it wasn't to buy drugs
or anything like that.

A couple weeks ago is when she
was calling Planned Parenthood.

Well, I should have asked her
why she needed the money,

and I didn't.

Now I'm gonna have
to live with that.

So get this.

Uniforms went over to pick up
the dad, Sean O'Malley.

So much for working today.

- He's in the wind.
- You serious?

Yeah, tried his cell.

He ain't just
out for coffee.

How's the wife?

She's devastated,
blames herself.

You know how it goes.

Yeah. You coming?

I got to go see Edie,
get her to look at the sketch.

She agreed to meet, so...

So you guys talked?

For ten seconds.
I don't know,

she comes into town,
I haven't seen her

for a year,
she doesn't call me to say

she's going to be here,
I just...

- I need to go figure this out.
- So go.

All right, thank you.

Carrie, what...?

Well, you left me waiting

at the restaurant for an
hour, so I figured

I'd show up here.

Either that or turn up
at your show tonight

with a bag of tomatoes.

Oh, well, um,
I'm sorry, I...

I was just running from
meeting to meeting and...

And you forgot, right?

No.

No, of course not.

I-I'm changing managers,
yeah, and it's crazy.

But come on in.

Okay.
Come on in.

Talk about
"one of those days."

I'm expecting another
call any second.

Edie, are, are you okay?

'Cause you've been acting
a little weird.

How am I weird?

This is performance
energy, you know.

I mean, I have
a performance.

I'm always weird.

It's-- well, you know,
you've been backstage.

Yeah, it's just,
usually, you know,

if you're not going to show up
for something, you would call.

I don't have your
phone number.

You don't have my number
in your phone?

This thing? Okay,
I hate this thing.

Edgar made me get it.

It's already deleted
half my numbers.

I'm sorry, I don't have
your powers of recall.

Listen...

I've been remembering stuff

from the day
Rachel was murdered.

There's a man
in the woods.

I got a sketch
made up of him.

I showed it to Mom.

She thinks his name
might be Jonathan.

I just want to know
if you recognize him at all.

Mm...

You know, it's funny,

this... this does kind of
look like Jonathan Reese--

this guy your mom dated
before she met your dad.

Really?
Well... Yeah, but...

Jonathan Reese died
before Rachel

in a car accident.

Are you sure?

I-I don't think I'm wrong, hon.

I'm sorry.

No, it's...

Thank you for looking.

So you're leaving
Friday?

No chance you're going
to get to go see Mom, huh?

I'm sorry, I promise you
I will go to see her

as soon as I possibly can.
- Yeah.

But it's just been so
crazy busy around here

lately and...

I'm switching managers.

I'm so excited.

Yeah, you just...

I have to take this.

Sure.

It was great
seeing you, Carrie.

Hello?

Hi!

So, Erin O'Malley thinks her
husband's going after

some kid named Jared Raines.

Who the hell's Jared Raines?

Sean told her he's a junior
at Garfield High.

Erin says when Sean got home

and heard Amy
might've been pregnant,

he said it was this kid Raines
and took off.

She say where he was headed?

I got in touch
with Raines' mother,

and she says Jared's playing
soccer over on 5th Street.

Let's go.

- Hey! Sean!
- Hey! Hey!

- Hey, that's enough!
- Get off of me!

Take it easy!

Son of a bitch
killed my daughter!

So, when you hear from your wife
about Amy being pregnant,

you beeline it over
to Jared Raines' house.

Yet, everyone says there
were no boys in Amy's life.

So where do you get that
the Raines boy is the father?

A while back, Amy had written
something about how she met

the kid at their Homecoming
dance, how they messed around.

I didn't realize they'd
taken things so far.

So, you read this
in her journal?

Maybe it was lame...

looking at her private journal.

But other parents got

their kids' Facebook pages
to check out.

Amy didn't go for that stuff.

When you got the call
about Amy, where were you?

Why you askin'?

I'm not a suspect here, am I?

Well, you told the detective on
the phone you were at your shop.

Uh... all right, uh...

look... I'd rather Erin
not have to know this.

Depends what it is.

I've been on the wagon
the last two years.

Done really well.

Going to meetings regular--
I mean, every week.

About a month ago, I slipped.

It was a late set
at the Vanguard,

I had a couple of shots,
got me going really bad.

I've been tripling up on my
meetings on account of it.

My wife knows when
I regularly go.

If she finds out I slipped...

I mean, she said I go near
a bottle again, it's over.

Look, ten other people

can put me at that meeting
when I got your call.

So, you can get me some names?

It's supposed to be anonymous.

I'll get you names.

Got the M.E.'s report.

You ready? Amy O'Malley
was not pregnant.

- Little late for Jared Raines.
- Yeah, not only did Jared not

get her pregnant,
he barely knew her.

I don't get it.

She was writing about messing
around with him.

Yeah, but didn't know him.
Explain that.

- Wish I could. Now, where are we?
- Let me see that.

Yeah.

Okay.

Got a tip on our
roofer, Ruben.

Works part-time

delivering for a florist
on the Upper East Side.

There's got to be, like, a hundred
florists on the Upper East Side.

Start looking.

Sean, your daughter wasn't
expecting a baby.

- Says who?
- Says the medical examiner.

Oh, geez...

Listen to me, Sean.
We need your help, okay?

- How? What can I do?
- You read Amy's journal.

You said she met Jared
Raines at a dance,

but he said he never
heard of her.

But I remember the name.

She said they met,
they danced, he kissed her.

What, you think this
never happened?

I think that Amy wasn't
happy being Amy,

that she desperately
wanted to be other people,

and that in her journal,
she could do that.

People she looked up to,
loved, admired...

You think she was writing...

what... about a... a friend?

Maybe.

But you are the only person
who has read that journal,

and I need you to
think of anything

that can help us figure
out who that friend is.

I don't know; I only flipped
through it a couple times.

Come on, Sean. Help us out.

Anything.
Anything you can think of.

All right, all right, there...

there was this one part
I didn't understand.

Maybe, if what you're
saying is true...

There was this part where she
was a bird-- a golden bird.

She was living
in a golden world.

And, uh, there
were gold horses,

and she could fly
with the horses.

And one day, she...

she fell from the sky
and she couldn't fly anymore.

I just thought she was
being poetic.

A golden bird who fell...

...meet you anywhere.

She couldn't fly anymore.

That's... That's all I got.

Oh, no, that's plenty.

Long blonde hair.

Golden hair. Not Amy.

Her friend, Katie Monaghan,
the star gymnast,

who, it just so happens,
couldn't fly anymore.

After her procedure.

Whatever happened
to Katie's ankle

was just a cover-up for
"doctor's orders."

She had that bruise on her
arm, and the needle mark

that could have been
from an anesthetic.

It was probably Katie who messed
around with Jared Raines.

So Amy was writing about
Katie's life, not her own?

Yeah, she was a star gymnast,
popular with the boys, pregnant.

Not so ordinary.

We need to get our
"golden bird" in here.

Hey, you call your son yet?

He's-He's got practice.
He's a busy kid.

Mike, just leave him a message.

We found the florist
our roofer works for.

Petals on Park.
Roe and I are headed over there.

Good work.

We'll see you then.

Carrie, that was Katie
Monaghan's father.

He'll be in with Katie
and an attorney first thing.

Well done, by the way.

Ah, well, we'll see.

Let me guess...

Aunt Edie.

Hello?

Uh, sure.

Okay, I-I'll meet you there.

Bye. Interesting.
All of a sudden,

she wants to meet,
and I have no idea why.

Or maybe I do.

Oh, this weather...

it always reminds me of early
Septembers in Westcott Beach.

Your father used to
take us up there.

Sometimes we were the only
people on the beach.

- Remember?
- Yeah.

Of course you do...

Yeah, we'd watch the sunset,
talk about boys.

Yeah.
I felt very grown up.

Well, you were.

- You were always a little accelerated.
- Well, I got that from you.

You were wild.
No one else had

an aunt who was traveling around
the world with blues musicians,

singing in tiny,
smoke-filled rooms...

Excuse me, the Hot House in
Amsterdam has a capacity

of 450 Dutch people,

and that is a lot of... Dutch people.

Oh, I miss those Septembers.

I remember
everything about them.

But yesterday...

this morning...

You guessed, didn't you?

- Guessed what?
- Come on, Carrie.

I remember enough to know
that I owe you an apology.

I mean, when you came by,

I'd completely forgotten
that-that we'd made plans.

I mean, I-I had no
recollection at all.

That's why I was so ashamed
and so embarrassed

and angry, and I...

I'm just so terrified.
I know.

Listen, it's... it's...
natural to forget.

No, this is not natural.
This... this I've seen before.

This-This monster,
this thief of life.

I mean, I-I saw it take

a little piece of my
sister every single day.

You know, I never had
children of my own.

For all the places I've been,

and all of the men
that I've loved, and...

and I've loved a lot...

They're all I have.

That's why I can't go see Alice.

I can't bear it.

Listen, you don't...

you don't know for sure.
- Yes...

You don't.
Have you seen a doctor?

No, but I know what
he's gonna say.

- Okay, but you don't know, you don't.
- No...

But either way, no matter
which way it goes...

I am here for you always, okay?

Thank you.

And I know you've been there
for your mom, too.

Come on, you.

You know, I'm going to
see Mom tomorrow,

if you want to come.
- No, Carrie...

Just think about it.
That's all I'm saying.

Ruben, right?
Ruben Lobato?

Smells nice in here.

Lilacs, right? You know they're
actually from the olive family?

Me, again.

I think we got a lunch box
belongs to you, pal.

I-I didn't kill the girl.

But I saw who did.

Okay, so Ruben over
there says he's working

when a girl that matches Katie's
description shows up on the roof

and gets in some kind of
argument with Amy.

But apparently, Katie leaves.

20 minutes later,
a guy shows up.

Did you get a description?

White, dark hair.
Average height.

- He couldn't even say how old he was.
- Okay.

He and Amy argue.
It gets physical.

So Ruben heads over
to break it up...

- The footprints.
-Only, he doesn't get far before

the guy pushes Amy
over the side.

Ruben doesn't want Immigration
on his ass, so he bolts.

Get some pictures
in front of him.

And see if he can't
I.D. the guy.

You two had an argument, then?

What about?

Amy had stolen some money
from her parents.

Her dad suspected her,

and she was really worried she
was going to get in trouble.

Stealing money? That doesn't
sound like Amy O'Malley to me.

Why do you think she
was stealing money?

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

I believe my client
answered the question.

Katie...

do you want to tell
them why Amy did it,

or do you want me to?

It's gonna come
out eventually,

so either you can tell
your father or I will.

Tell me what?

I was pregnant.

I had it terminated.

What?!

I had the procedure done
last Friday.

You and Mom were in Boston.

Amy helped me get enough
money to pay for it.

How long have you
been lying to me?

I was eight weeks.

Why was Amy stealing money
to pay for your abortion?

I didn't want my parents
to find out.

It's the kind of friend Amy was.

What were you two fighting
about on the roof?

She wanted me to come clean
about why she stole the money.

She didn't like lying
to her parents.

So she was a threat to you?

I didn't kill her.

When I left,
Amy was still alive.

But you told someone
else, didn't you?

Who was the father, Katie?

Why does it matter?

Because he may have seen
Amy as a threat also.

Amy adored you, didn't she?

Must have felt really good to
have a friend like that.

It's not too late

to be that special
friend she wrote about.

It's not too late

to show her how much
she meant to you.

Help us.

Who was the father?

- I have nothing more to say.
- Come on.

Sounds like we're done here.

I don't understand

how she can protect this guy
after he killed her friend.

She doesn't think he did.

It's pretty obvious, no?

Not when you're in love.

She says she was
two months along.

Let's see
if we can't dig up

who she was seeing
two months back.

Get with
Katie's friends...

Two months ago.

Biology Trip was
two months ago.

They were camping by the lake.

"Hair wet with stars."

Adam Collier was the chaperone.

"Forget who he was to her..."

"A secret burden..."

...the gift of the cicada

and its irrepressible rhythm,

clickety-click-click.

It's Collier.

He's the father.

School receptionist says
Collier just left.

Yeah. Thanks.

Phone company just got a ping

from Collier's cell phone,
14th and Euclid,

couple of minutes ago.

He's on his way
to the O'Malleys'.

Back to the crime scene?

What's he
gonna do there?

He's going to get
the journal.

It's the only evidence of
their relationship.

But there's nothing about
Collier in the journal.

Sean O'Malley read it.
He would have told us.

Yeah, but Collier
doesn't know that.

He thinks the journal
led us to Katie.

He probably thinks
it implicates him.

You think it's still there?

Amy goes off the roof,

Collier's not gonna stop
to read the journal.

He can't get caught with it,

so he stashes it
before he leaves the building.

But why's he getting it now,
out of the blue?

He doesn't know
we're onto him.

Maybe he does.

She texted him.

She told him
we were on to him.

He doesn't know if we have
the journal or not.

Let's go.

Nina, Roe, go to the roof
of the O'Malleys' building.

Lock down the stairwell.

Mike, go around back.

You're with me.

He's headed right at you.

Doesn't look
like he has the journal yet.

He's stopping
at some sort of AC unit.

I don't have eyes.
I don't have eyes.

He's behind it.

The journal's
gotta be there.

Okay, you're clear.
Come on out.

He went the other way.

Hold it!

Freeze!

Hold it!

It's over, Adam.

I told you it was on the roof.

♪ ♪

♪ Just when I thought
I'd had enough ♪

♪ And all my tears were shed ♪

♪ No promise left unbroken ♪

♪ There were no painful
words unsaid ♪

♪ You came along and showed me
how to leave it all behind ♪

♪ You opened up my heart again ♪

♪ And much to my surprise ♪

♪ I found love... ♪

Your turn, dear.

I'm sorry. Yes, okay.

Are you expecting someone?

No, I guess, I guess not.

Hi.

Hey.

Come on in.

Is this your friend?

Um...

Would you like to play?

Plenty of room.

I'd love to.

Why don't you two play

and I'll just sit
this one out, okay?

Okay.

Why don't you
go first?

Age before beauty.

Hey...
♪ Love in the nick of time. ♪

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