All language subtitles for Homicide life on the street S06E06 - Saigon Rose

I have a pulse. Let's go.

- I'm late. Ivy's gonna kill me.
- Ready for a cheque?

- Hey, Westby.
- The victim, we got I D?

Grace Rivera. That man found her lying
in the alley and thought she was dead.

Tequila's not free in this place?

Well, I'd probably make more tips.

Well, how alive is she?

Barely. She's been beaten, strangled,
possibly sexually assaulted.

I didn't think she'd make it.

- I thought I had more than this.
- You know, don't worry about it.

- You can pay me next time.
- Matt, you're my hero.

She say anything,
make any kind of statement?

No, and I doubt she will.

Mm. See you later.

- What are you doing here?
- What are you doing here?

I called Sex Crimes, too.
Figured you guys could work it out.

The victim's still alive.
This is a Sex Crimes case.

The beating she took,
she should be dead.

- Where's my body?
- Hey, Julie C.

I haven't even had my coffee yet.
Where's the body?

- There is no body.
- She's on her way to the City Hospital.

OK, and you guys had an ME
paged to the scene because?

- I thought I had a homicide.
- Huh!

OK, you know what, Falsone?

Next time you think have a homicide,
why don't you try thinking again?

I got a woman about to die. I'm still
gonna need your help on this case.

I know you're gonna need my help,
so I'm going to the hospital.

- She hates you.
- She was smiling.

Nah. They smile like that,
they really hate you.

If you're born on this date,
you are intelligent, sensitive,

and have an unusual ability
to calculate prime numbers.

June 9th, September 12th
and November 23rd are lucky.

So your kid could be
a mathematical genius, Frank.

Why should today be different?

She's gotta be close by now.

- She's beyond due. Beyond overdue.
- Can't they do something about that?

Induce, but since the baby's doing fine,
she prefers to wait for a natural delivery.

- So you're waiting.
- Mm-hm, naturally.

My in-laws are in town, taking care of
Livie till the baby's born, makin' me nuts.

I went to this restaurant once
called Caf Toulouse,

and they had a salad on the menu that
supposedly kick-starts pregnant women.

- A salad?
- Yeah. It was a seaweed or something.

- Seaweed?
- Or something.

- That's ridiculous.
- Give it a shot.

Sooner Mary has that baby,

sooner you're rid of your in-laws.

You got a point.

My lieutenant is spitting nails. She wants
this case turned over to Sex Crimes.

- Homicide was first on the scene.
- This is not one incident.

It's the third assault
in three months in Federal Hill.

I say we go back,
let the bosses sort this out.

We're just the foot soldiers here.

What did you find out?

Rivera fought back hard. She had
defence wounds, broken fingers, toes.

- What caused the head injury?
- A beating with a rock, maybe a brick.

The doctor's just drained
the haematoma.

- Anything we can use?
- There were no visible hair or fibres.

We sent her clothes off to the lab.
Maybe they'll pick something up.

What about the sexual assault?

There was vaginal tearing,
abrasions, but no visible semen.

Same as the other two women.

Either he used a condom, maybe
he didn't ejaculate, or used an object.

- Maybe you know nothing for sure.
- Right now? No.

How long do I have to wait?

Probably as long it takes.

If you'll excuse me.

She really hates you, man.

I've been a Lieutenant less than a year,
Al. I don't want to step on any toes.

Unless the case is given to Sex Crimes?

We could be looking at a serial rapist.
My unit should have jurisdiction.

- What if the woman dies?
- If it's a homicide, it's Homicide.

But until then, I want the case.

- What's the condition check on Rivera?
- Critical.

She still hasn't regained consciousness.

We found her purse on the scene.
Nothing taken, no witnesses.

What was she doing in that alley?

We went to Rivera's apartment.
Neighbour said she has a roommate.

With the death of the woman
a possibility, it's a Homicide case.

Falsone will be the primary and Lewis
will be the back-up. Stivers will assist.

We'll coordinate the investigation
with Sex Crimes. Kate?

I can live with that. But if she recovers,
the case goes back to Sex Crimes.

Fair enough. What about other attacks?

Two assaults and beatings, same as
Rivera. Bridgette Riley and Vicki Sims.

Knocked down from behind, assaulted,
and beaten till they lost consciousness.

Did either of them make an ID?

No, no other witnesses
and no physical evidence.

The only connection
is the nature of the assault.

Review all past arrest records
and parole lists of known sex offenders.

We'll talk to the first victims, recanvass
the area. You'll have a suspect.

Are you guaranteeing me
a closed case?

- I didn't hear nothin' about no guarantee.
- Yeah. I guarantee you a closed case.

I like you more every day, Falsone.
Now, get out of my office.

Are you on drugs? There ain't
no guarantees in this business.

- I close most of my cases.
- Most ain't all, Falsone.

- Grace Rivera's roommate!
- This is police brutality.

- I want to file a complaint.
- Detective Falsone, meet lvy Kiriakis.

Miss Kiriakis.
Would you like some coffee?

- She'll spill it on your shoes.
- That was an accident.

- There are no accidents.
- I was aiming for your socks.

- When did you last see Grace?
- Yesterday afternoon.

- Did she say where she was going?
- To get something to eat.

Can I go now?

Your roommate's in the hospital.
She might die. This doesn't bother you?

Yeah, that bothers me.
But being here bothers me more.

Did she say where she was goin' to eat,
or when she was comin' home?

We were meeting
at the Good Love Bar at 10:00.

I figured she met somebody.

This isn't the first time
she hasn't come home.

- Is Grace seeing any guy in particular?
- She's still kissing frogs.

- What?
- Kissing frogs. She said that all time.

- You gotta kiss a lot of frogs...
- Before you find a prince.

Any family, anybody we should notify?

Her father's dead, her mother's
in a nursing home with Alzheimer's.

I'm pretty much
the only family Grace has.

- Seaweed, huh?
- Mm-hm. How is it?

Mm, it's not bad.

Have some more.

Dr Porter's giving me 48 hours,
then she's gonna induce.

Maybe we don't have to wait that long.

Well, I'm... I'm fine. The baby's fine.

- You know, you're glowing lately.
- Really?

Mm-hm.

- I should be saying that about you.
- Mm.

You look happy
to be back on Homicide.

I am.

- I was home more, working Robbery.
- You were miserable working Robbery.

Last few months, I've caught a lot of
big cases. Worked a lot of hours, nights.

That'll slow down.
That's just the rhythm of the job.

There's always gonna be
big cases, Frank.

As much as I love workin' Homicide,
that is not my life. You are.

You and Livie and this child.

I know that.

OK.

Have some more.

We got any sex offenders matching
the profile of Grace Rivera's attacker?

We made a list during the investigation
of the Reilly and Simms rapes.

I talked to every one
of these upstanding individuals.

- We're gonna have to talk to 'em again.
- Mm-hm. Yep.

How are you and Falsone doing?

Great, fine.

No more questions from him
about the Luther Mahoney shooting?

He don't bring it up, I don't bring it up.
Well, it's a dead issue, all right?

- What, you don't trust him?
- Not entirely, no.

Well, then you don't trust me?

I gotta go, um... check in
with my lieutenant.

I'll talk to you later.

- Let's go, let's go.
- Where?

City Hospital.
Grace Rivera, she's awake.

- You want to grab Stivers?
- Fine, get Stivers. Let's just go.

- I see you got my message.
- What do you want?

Nice day, isn't it? Clear. Beautiful view
of my brother Luther's building.

Yeah, well, enjoy the fresh air. You're
going back to the joint for a long time.

We'll see.

I don't mind being in prison.
It's a vacation, no phones, no business.

There's nothing I miss except my VCR.

There's nothing like
curling up with a good video.

Action-adventure is my favourite,
the guns, the violence.

I love one tape in particular.

- I don't care.
- You should. You're in it.

- What?
- You're in my video.

In fact, you're the star.

My brother Luther was
an important man, an intelligent man.

Did you think he'd live
without surveillance cameras?

I have to run. I'm late for a lunch date.
Let's stay in touch, Kellerman.

I hope Grace Rivera's not hysterical.

- What?
- In Auto, I didn't interview many women.

You talked to your wife, didn't you?

You'll notice we're not married any more.
Any words of wisdom?

I ain't one to be giving advice.

Me neither.

- Detective?
- Doctor.

Eli DeVilbiss, Grace's physician.

She's better, huh?

She regained consciousness so, yeah,
that's better than being unconscious.

- Can we talk to her?
- She had a substantial head injury.

- She has no idea what happened to her.
- We need to talk to her.

- It'd be better if there wasn't a crowd.
- See ya.

You want me to handle
the interview, Falsone?

We can do it together.

It's this way.

- Miss Rivera?
- Do I know you?

- Detective Paul Falsone, Homicide.
- I'm Detective Terri Stivers.

Hope you're not here
to tell me I'm dead.

- You're not dead.
- I can't tell.

I know you probably
don't feel great right now...

But we have to ask you some questions.

As long as you don't ask me what year
it is, what day it is, who's President.

Was I in a car accident?

I don't remember getting in my car.

No, it wasn't a car accident.

I thought maybe I hit someone.

What's the last thing
you do remember?

Uh... waking up in the morning,

thinking it was gonna be a good day.

You know the feeling, like you have
a good dream and you wake up happy?

Yeah.

After that...

...nothing.

Maybe we should finish this later?

You still haven't told me what happened.

We can talk about that later, too.

I know the story
doesn't have a fairytale ending.

OK.

You were beaten. You were raped.

Left in an alley.

If you had been in that alley a few
minutes longer, you would have died.

Well, I guess I was right.

About what?

It being a good day.
I mean, I'm still here, right?

Right.

How long ago was Luther's condo sold?

- Two months. New owners are a pain.
- What do you mean?

They bitched about the bloodstains.
Everything. They tore the place apart.

Why do you need to go up there again?

There's a couple
of loose ends in the case.

I almost went to the Academy myself.

- Really?
- Yeah.

So they just redid the whole condo?

$30,000.
I had to supervise the whole thing.

Really? Did you come across anything
in the walls, microphones, a camera?

- How did you know that?
- What did you find?

Surveillance cameras
in the living room, kitchen,

two in the bedroom,
one in every bathroom.

- Did you leave them installed?
- You kiddin'? The guy's wife freaked.

- We pulled 'em all out.
- You got rid of 'em?

No, we got 'em in our storage room.
You need them for evidence?

That would be really helpful.

- Well, I'll go get 'em for you right now.
- Great.

There were no drugs
in Grace Rivera's system,

but her blood alcohol was. 16.

- She was drunk.
- Mm-hm.

We gotta check all the local bars.

You how many drinkin' establishments
there are in Federal Hill?

Fifty-six. What else?

- That's it.
- That's it?

The only blood on the victim's clothes
was her own.

No other hair or fibres,
no skin cells, no semen.

That's impossible.

- I'm lying to you?
- No, she was worked over hard.

- There's gotta be some trace.
- This isn't even a homicide.

- Take it up with the lab.
- Yeah.

She doesn't remember anything.
There's gotta be physical evidence.

I'm telling you that there isn't any.

- We got a lot of bars to cover.
- Yeah, fifty-six.

- Have fun.
- Yeah.

It seems to me you and me
are chasing something here

What it is
does anybody here want to know?

It seems to me you and me
are forgetting something here

When love is so easily forgotten...

I stink, man.

Like stale beer and cigarettes. I never
thought I'd hate the smell of a bar.

None of the bartenders
recognised Rivera?

Yeah,
but ain't nobody see her last night.

Maybe she wasn't out
in that neighbourhood.

If you're thinking of canvassing every
saloon in this burg, forget it. I quit.

I got Munch to back me up.

- I think I hear my phone ringing.
- Ha.

- Falsone, making progress, I trust?
- Absolutely, Lieutenant.

- Did the victim make a statement?
- No.

- What about the previous victims?
- No.

The recently released sex offenders,
any of them a possible suspect?

No.

So much for my guarantee.

Grace Rivera is conscious.

Lieutenant McClendon wants the case.
So let Sex Crimes take the heat.

We have actual murders piling up.

I can handle the heat, Lieutenant.

So far, you've handled
the heat of a camp stove.

I'm talking about white-hot explosions,
fireballs bursting out of the sun,

the kind of heat that would
incinerate a man, his career...

instantly.

You just can't help yourself, can you?

Anyone want to pick up a suspect
in the Rivera case?

What?

I got a call
from Philly PD Sex Crimes Unit.

A Ted Ganz was released
three months ago.

He served 15 years for assault
and rape. She suffered brain damage.

Any reason Ganz might be in Baltimore?

His mother lives in Federal Hill.

That's a good enough reason for me.
Come on.

You took Mary to Caf Toulouse
and nothin' happened.

- Nothin'. This baby's stubborn.
- I wonder whose gene pool that's from.

Hey, Pembleton! Wait a second, listen.

The doctor called. Mary's at the Harbor
Maternity Ward, and she's in labour!

- Hallelujah!
- She said you better hurry it up.

Right, Frank! I'm gonna drive.

Frank, I'm driving.

Take a look at these women, Ganz.
Recognise any of 'em?

I seen 'em.

- Where?
- Around the neighbourhood.

- You know any of their names?
- Know who they are, that's all.

- You never talked to them?
- They don't talk to me.

They think
they're too good for you, right?

I don't know what they're thinkin'.

Maybe you try to start up a conversation
and they look at you like you're garbage.

I said I don't know.

You're not a good-lookin' guy, Ted.

So what?

- Girls don't like to talk to ugly guys.
- I've had women talk to me before.

- Women in Philly talk to you?
- I've had girlfriends.

What about the woman you raped in
Philadelphia? Was she your girlfriend?

If you're gonna rape a girl, why not
do it right, finish what you started?

- Something wrong with your equipment?
- Maybe he doesn't like women.

Is that it?

You like men, Teddy?

- Why don't you ask her?
- What's she gonna tell us?

She'll tell you what happened.

She'll tell you she loved it.

I don't think so.

You want me to say I did her?

I did her.

I worked her over hard,
wanted her to remember me.

Aah!

We showed her your picture. She didn't
recognise you. You're nothing, a cipher.

You're gonna disappear into oblivion
like the anonymous little scum you are.

Mary Pembleton.
Her doctor's name is Porter.

I don't have any Pembleton on my list.

- My wife's having a baby right now.
- Just give me a second.

- I'll find her myself.
- You can't go in there.

She might have come
into the emergency room.

Hold on.

Yvonne? Yeah.

Do you have a Pembleton, Mary?
Uh-huh.

OK. All right, thanks.

She's being prepped for an emergency
C-section on the seventh floor.

- Seventh floor...
- Other elevators. That way.

Mary came in fully dilated,
in spontaneous labour.

- What happened?
- Placental abruption.

- What is that?
- It happens in post-term pregnancies.

The placenta abrupts away from
the uterus. We gotta get that baby out.

- Baby's heart rate is 90.
- Get an anaesthesiologist down here.

- Frank?
- I'm here, sweetie. I love you.

- Tell me she's gonna be OK.
- Come on. Let's go.

- Baby's heartbeat is 60 and dropping.
- You're gonna have to wait.

Is the doctor on his way?

Detective Falsone,
what happened to our key suspect?

- Ganz provoked him...
- I didn't ask you!

- I was interviewing the guy.
- You're lucky you didn't break his jaw.

- Has he signed a confession?
- Not yet...

Any halfwit defence attorney
has enough to claim coercion.

- Ganz is guilty.
- Prove it!

- Listen, Gee.
- Don't tell me what you're gonna do!

Just show me the evidence!

You two see if anybody
saw Ganz last night.

What are you gonna do?

Talk to Rivera.

This is top-of-the-line equipment.
Where did you find the camera?

In the wall at a murder scene.

8.7 mm to 87 mm zoom,
crystal lock synchronisation...

- What's the range on that?
- 0 to 360. You found this at a murder?

- Yeah.
- You find the tape, you find the killer.

Anything in that room,
this baby would pick it up,

in close-up, in detail, in living colour.

Thanks.

You still don't recognise any of 'em?

No, glad I don't.

You remember anything more
about last night?

Your blood alcohol
showed you were drinking.

I drink every night.

- You go to a bar?
- Yeah, what about it?

Well, if we can trace your last steps,
maybe it'll spark your memory.

I told you I don't remember anything.

Take another shot. You sure
you don't recognise any of 'em?

Maybe he looks familiar.

I dunno, they all look familiar.

The kind of idiot that buys you a drink,
so you take him home, hm?

I mean that's what you're saying, right?
This creep, I met him in the bar.

Well, I mean, even if you did,
that doesn't make it your fault.

It all just becomes one big blur.

And it's not being bashed in the head,
it's cos there's been so many.

They all start to look alike.

I got raped
and beat up by some loser.

Well, that's Grace.

Always had lousy luck with men.

Gotta kiss a lot of frogs, huh?

What difference does it make
which one it was?

I'm just trying to do my job.

This is sick.

You're trying to make me remember
the worst thing that happened to me.

- You want me to leave?
- Yeah, I do.

OK.

Hey, I checked this place already.

That's why it's called a recanvass,
Lewis, cos we're checking it again.

Angela is the bartender,
and Angela would not lie to me.

- You lied to me!
- I had to.

First you were workin' last night,
and then you weren't.

I needed a couple hours off.
Matt covered for me.

Look, my boss was here. He gets really
bent when we rearrange the schedule.

- This bartender's name is Matt what?
- Northrup.

- Does he know Grace Rivera?
- Yeah, sure, he ran her a tab last night.

Could we see this tab, please?

Damn.

- When is Matt working again?
- He should be back in about an hour.

Frank.

Come on.

- Want a bite?
- No.

Good for you. Something warm to drink,
something sweet to eat.

It's comfort.

No?

Mary and the baby
are gonna be OK, Frank.

I've never been here before.

What?

Hospital waitin' room,
I've never had to wait in one before.

Well, I was in one when my...
when my father was sick.

And Mary and I waited
when you had your stroke.

Right.

Most people by my age,
they've been here.

Grandparent, a parent,
somebody about to die.

Well, you... you've been lucky.

Yeah, I've been lucky.

Matt? Matt!

- Yeah, that's me.
- That's me.

What can I get you?

We need to talk to you about Grace
Rivera. She was here last night, right?

I don't know, I was off last night.

No, that's OK. Angela told us
that you covered her shift for her.

- You ran a tab for Grace.
- She was here, right?

Yeah. And I heard about what happened
to her, and I'm sick about it.

You seen him last night?

- Is this your suspect?
- He in here last night?

Yeah. He wanted to buy Grace a drink,
but I kept him away from her.

How soon after she left did he leave?

Ten, maybe fifteen minutes.

I remember thinking the guy was a jerk.
You think he's the one that did it, huh?

He's a suspect.

Well, anything I can do.
I'd really like to see that guy put away.

- What happened to your arm?
- Ah, my dog bit me.

Man's best friend, right?

I wouldn't know. I have a cat.
So what time did you leave the bar?

I don't remember. Not sure.

- You were covering for Angela.
- Yeah.

So did you leave when she came back,
or did you stay here till closing time?

I stayed till closing.

What time was that exactly?

I don't know exactly.
It's, uh... Last call's at 1:45.

I've gotta wait for all the stragglers
to leave, then I gotta clean up.

I'm not sure.

- Yeah, well, thanks, Matt.
- Sure.

- Take care of your bite.
- Yeah.

- It was your dog that bit you, right?
- Right.

- What kind of dog you got?
- It... A pit bull.

- A pit bull?
- Yeah.

I'd be curious to look at that.

Oh, man.

- Hey!
- Gotta love a runner!

Hey!

Aaah!

What the hell's
wrong with you, huh?

- Ah! Get off of me!
- Shut up or I'll shoot you.

- Probable cause for a body search?
- Damn straight.

- Now, this is gonna sting.
- Ah!

Pit bull, my ass.

She bit him. It's human.
Grace Rivera bit him.

She bit you, you stupid son of a bitch.

I knew I loved that woman.

I should have been with her tonight.

You don't know if that would have
made a difference, Frank.

We weren't working a case.

We were on the clock.

When we were workin' Robbery,
I was home by 6:00 every night.

- Right.
- Right.

Off on the weekends. Less anxiety,
less aggravation. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

But, Frank, you hated Robbery.
It bored you to tears.

I was bored.

Mary wasn't bored having her husband
across from the dinner table every night.

So, what?

You're gonna quit Homicide?

I'm a husband and a father.
I should have been with my family.

Frank.

- What is it? How are they?
- Mary and your son are doing fine.

A son? A son. A son, that's beautiful.

- Well, congratulations, Pop.
- A son.

- Yeah.
- Great. Great.

- Can I see her?
- In just a few minutes.

- I really bit him.
- Yeah, broke the skin.

We'll take this impression of your bite
pattern, and compare it to his arm. Ok?

If it's a match,
we have evidence to make a case.

I'll put a rush on the comparison.

Falsone?

Just a minute.

You Ok?

You're not gonna ask me
any more questions, are you?

I just want the guy that did this to you
to be punished.

Some jerk makes a pass,
all you want to do is get away,

but you're in your living room,
and you're a little buzzed,

so you have sex anyway.

Sometimes it's easier than saying no.

So you wake up the next morning,
take a shower,

and try to convince yourself
it doesn't matter.

- This is different.
- Not for me.

If you go looking for revenge, you gotta
admit that something happened to you.

It wasn't your choice.

You got screwed over.

I can't live with that image of myself.

OK.

So you do what you gotta do,
but I'm gonna go get on with my life.

All right.

We already know you're guilty.

- I want a lawyer.
- You're gonna need one.

What's your excuse gonna be?
A lousy childhood?

You got the wrong guy. It wasn't me.

Then how come
Grace Rivera bit your arm?

- She's lying.
- Lyin' about what?

It wasn't you, or it wasn't rape?

- I want a lawyer now.
- You want a lawyer?

Doesn't matter to me either way.

What I've got on you,
ten lawyers couldn't save your ass.

- He won't give it up.
- What kind of case can we make?

We've matched Rivera's bite pattern,

the size, dental work,
position of incisors,

to the teeth mark on Northrup's arm.

- What can that get us?
- I'll see what I can do.

First degree sexual assault,
two to fifteen.

The man almost beat a woman to death.
Assault with intent?

- She doesn't remember the attack?
- Not so far.

I can try, but if they refuse a plea
a trial is too risky.

Julianna, it's hard to build a case when
your only witness is a medical expert.

Oh, no. A jury falls asleep.
I've seen it myself.

I'll get a confession.

How, Falsone?
With the back of your hand?

- If I have to.
- I'm not hearing this.

He should be up for attempted murder.
There's gotta be something we can do.

- Not you. You're off the case.
- Lieutenant...

Another word, and you're out of this unit.

He's taking it personal, Gee.

I'm running a Homicide unit.
I don't have time for personal feelings.

You seem kind of blue tonight, Julianna.

No, not so much blue.

Maybe grey.

- How about some red?
- Mm.

I was just thinking about Grace Rivera.
Thank you.

That was a rough case.

Her blood alcohol was. 16
when she was attacked.

Yeah, I... I heard she'd been drinking.

Nothing's ever black and white, is it?

Not that her being drunk in any way
excuses what that bastard did to her,

but in some little finger-pointing
corner of my mind,

I can't help thinking that...

that she let herself be vulnerable.

It could happen to me. If I were
in that condition, I'd blame myself.

You'd never be in that condition.

Because there's a difference
between drinking and being drunk, right?

Well, I'm gonna go on believing that,

because right now I'm really not
in the mood to believe anything else.

- I'll drink to that.
- Mm.

They finally finished Luther's headstone.

I waited months for the Italian marble.
What do you think?

You want to know what's on that tape.

Of course you do.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.

You'll play me for as long as you can.
Enjoy the game, torture the detective.

Like you enjoyed torturing my brother.
You didn't show him any mercy.

You didn't make his life easy.
Now you're asking that from me?

What do you want, Georgia? What, you
gonna blackmail me? Ruin my career?

You already tried to have me killed.

If I wanted you dead,
you'd be in the ground already.

I don't know what I want from you yet.

I haven't decided.

But believe me, when I do decide,
you'll be the first person I'll call.

Take care, Detective Kellerman.

- Got something for me?
- Certainly do. Take a look.

What am I looking at?

It's an enlarged photograph of Rivera's
facial injuries, the night of her attack.

Yeah, and?

There are pinpoint
petechial haemorrhages,

which means she was
minutes away from death.

What good does that do me?

He was strangling her
with the intent to kill.

I testified in a similar case,

and the prosecutor was able to get
a conviction of attempted murder.

- Thanks.
- Sure. Hey, Falsone?

If you just do your job,
you'll prove yourself.

You know, maybe
you don't have to try so hard.

These guys on Homicide are the best.

Some people think,
coming from Auto, I can't cut it.

But I'll work twice as hard if I have to.

Well, you're a good detective.

Yeah.

See you later, Cox.

Excuse me.

Doctor. Grace Rivera,
she changed rooms?

- You didn't get the message?
- What message?

Grace died about an hour ago.

What?

The haematoma erupted.

She had massive haemorrhaging
to the brain.

They rushed her back into surgery,
but she didn't make it.

Oh, OK.

OK, I'm watching

You've got my attention

And I've given up all my thoughts

To the god in the box

Cos this is how it should be

And this is the world outside my door

And happiness can be bought

Says the god in the box

Through the wire
Through the wall

I am connected to it all

All I needed to be wise...

- I thought you'd stopped drinking.
- What, are you my mother? Jim Beam.

Maybe it's none of my business,
but something going on?

Yeah, something's going on.

Well, I'm your partner. Can I help?

No, I got it under control.

OK.

Are you anxious? Good...

Are you separated?

Good

Do you... do you like yourself...

See you, John.

Then it's working well

Cos this is how we talk

And this is what we believe in

And I've been desensitised...