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She's late with the rent, and she wouldn't answer, so I figured that I'd

get some of her stuff, you know, tuck it outside, teach her a lesson.

It's right this way.

Oh, God, there's so much blood.

Right this way.

Oh, there she is.

Oh, my God.

Was she shot?

No pulse.

I didn't hear anything. I was in the laundry.

OD? Oh, no.

Is she an addict? I didn't think so. Not anymore. She came here from the Clean

Living Center. I like to help people starting over.

Wait a minute.

Was she shot?

Damn. Ma 'am, you notice anything about Janice, I say, the last eight or nine

months?

Oh, God.

I completely forgot.

She gave birth less than 20 minutes ago.

Here?

But where's the baby?

That's a good question.

Son of a bitch.

Come on, you could do a whole lot better than that. In public, I can't. When is

it going down?

I don't know.

You said you needed to meet with me this morning.

Look, I'm getting on a flight in a couple hours. I don't know when I'll be

They say 30 days.

I'm going to the desert. This little spa named after a former first lady.

Rehab.

Why are you giving me this heads up?

I don't know.

I don't know much about anything anymore.

Don't know if I'll have a job waiting for me when I come back.

I don't even know if I want to come back.

I've just figured telling you is the right thing to do, you know.

Sorry.

It's my partner.

Fearless. Yeah.

I had him on my way.

I have to go. It's a, uh, missing baby.

Go find him.

Yeah.

Hey, Joel.

Good luck.

Good luck, David.

He found his neck to the body.

So what's your guess?

Heroin?

Something with a hell of a kick.

We barely pulled her out of it. And what you did pull her out of it.

Nice work.

We canvassed that floor.

There's a dumpster out back. Why don't you guys check it out?

What's the problem?

Problem?

No, no. Just identifying a pattern.

You know, whenever we catch one of your detectives' cases, we end up as deep in

the dumpster.

If my powers of recall don't fail me. I'll check the dumpsters, Ray. Oh, no.

We'll do it.

Why don't you go home, partner?

Yeah, see you, Louie. You got this.

Can't let on that I know.

Just got to wait for it to come down.

Besides, doing the job's the only thing that'll keep my mind off of it.

It says here on her day plan that she had a doctor's appointment this morning

the Union Family Clinic.

Right, right. I know that one, man. Mostly women on Medicaid.

What else you write down?

It says Dr.

D. Janice was coming every week, being nine months pregnant.

She was quite anxious about her health and the health of her baby.

You know what she was using?

What? No.

It looks like she shot up and gave birth.

Gave birth?

Yeah. And now her baby's gone.

You can't be serious.

Well, an empty syringe was found beside her body.

What? So where's the baby?

Trying to find it. You saw her this morning. Did she show any signs of going

into labor, any problems, contractions, anything?

No, she was two weeks away. Janice was fine this morning, not a hint of labor.

She was so excited about this baby coming into the world. So why do you

she started using again?

I don't know.

Hey, hi, Mr. D.

So do you think she abandoned the baby?

No. Someone took the baby?

So who's the father? I don't know. She didn't talk too much about him.

He's an addict, still using. They're not together.

She got a name?

I'm sure he's in Janice's file.

Do you think he took the baby?

Well, we don't really think anything yet.

I hope not.

Because as addicts go in from what little Janice told me about him, he's a

of work.

I have Janice's file.

Yeah,

I knew she was knocked up, sure.

You know, I keep track of my seed, man.

So, were you with Janice this morning?

Uh, no.

No, I was, uh, fertilizing elsewhere.

No, but, yo, she called me on the cell.

That was weird.

What did Janice say when she called you?

Uh, she was alone, you know, just doing the labor thing.

She was looking for some relief.

So she called you, her dealer? Hey, I'm out of that life.

Yo, I told her, but she was... She was, uh...

Looking for an armload of Mexican mud, though. And you delivered it to her?

That's... All right.

That's when she offered me the kid.

She offered you the baby?

Yeah. I mean, it was like an exchange thing, you know? She'd give me the baby,

I'd give her the dope.

Not exactly mother -of -the -year material.

So, you know, I just clicked off the cell and just went right back to work on

Wilma. You know, I think you took that baby.

About what? I'm a baby guy now?

I mean, come on, man. I didn't even see the thing, much less want it. What, are

you kidding me?

Yo, maybe the next dealer on her speed dial did.

All right? Maybe he was some guy with daddy fever or something.

Joe, my office.

Ooh.

You got to stay after school.

You in trouble.

So, you think Junkie Boy has that baby?

I don't know. He says he doesn't.

What's Trumper doing here?

Better call my union rep. He's not here for you, Ray.

You got you some little balls there, Trumper.

Hello, Bobby.

What are you doing here, Trumper, if you're not here for me?

Oh, I'm sure it will be you again soon, Ray.

You haven't told him?

He's going after Joel.

For what? For getting to say bless you when somebody sneezes?

Trumper reopened the investigation into Joel's baby's death.

Now I'm reminded why you're so universally loathed around here,

Yeah.

I don't know how you sleep at night.

Yeah, this is touching.

Touching. It's loyalty.

I'll note it in your files.

Oh, and by all means.

You go on judging me and my investigation. Just make sure you don't

closely at the facts.

Facts? What facts?

Man's baby died.

You want to bring all that up again?

It was a death natural.

You trying to imply that the man killed his own child?

I'm not implying anything.

Why don't you read the coroner's report?

I would love to read the coroner's report, detective. I truly would.

it's missing.

I know things haven't been exactly square with us, but I just heard about

Trumper, and I wanted to let you know if there's anything I can do.

I want to help.

Thank you.

For what it's worth, I got a friend down at the M .E.'s. I said Trumper's been

spending a lot of time down there.

You don't have any idea what he's looking for in that missing file?

My baby's second autopsy report.

Yeah, but why? What's in it?

I don't know.

I haven't read it.

Like I said, if there's anything I can do, let me know.

Did you get him?

Yeah. It's definitely Joel.

Hello?

Yeah?

What do you want, Trumper?

Why? Okay, how about I talk to my union rep and I'll get back to you?

Okay, then what is it?

Hello, Tom.

Trumper, today's my day off, so if you have something important to tell me, I'd

appreciate it if you cut to the chase. All right.

IA's been watching you, Tom.

Ah, that's great. You said on the phone that I wasn't under investigation.

You're not.

IA has a recruiting program, Tom, where I was looking for fresh talent. Talent

for what?

Promotion.

D1 status.

Wait a minute. You're offering me detectives? We're offering you a shot.

Or you can stay in your division.

Maybe you get noticed.

Maybe not.

Or you can try the way that most cops don't even consider.

Yeah, well...

You know there's a reason why cops don't consider internal affairs?

Yeah, yeah.

Makes you a rat, right?

According to your brothers in blue.

Look, Trumper, I don't know what it is I'm here for, but can you tell me why me

and why now?

You mean, uh, besides Manzani and the death of three cops, your station is

close scrutiny, Tom. We did a computer search of all police reports the last

three years, looking for names from your station.

A few popped up, all minor, and then there was an interesting one.

So this is who I made.

Anything is a possibility tonight. No, Joe, that's where you're wrong. Some

things are not possible, but you need to confirm your opinion of me. What's

that?

Next question.

Does it help your dislike for Stevens?

Yes. And what if I say no?

Then I look for somebody else.

And the next time we meet, it won't be to talk about promotion.

What do you think he's looking for in that missing file?

My baby's second autopsy report.

Yeah, but why?

What's in it?

I don't know.

I haven't read it.

All right.

Like I said, if there's anything I can do, let me know.

That's it?

How much of a confession?

Yeah.

Give me time.

I'll get him.

You police?

Why do you want to talk to me?

We just want to ask you a few questions, man.

Where's my baby?

Nobody will tell me.

Did something happen?

That's what we're trying to find out.

Why don't we start with you telling us what happened yesterday?

Your landlady said you found your unconscious.

She did?

Yeah. See, you were in your apartment, and we figured that maybe you went into

labor, and the pain was greater than you had anticipated, so you just went for

what you knew would work.

Someone brought you some dope, and you shut up. No, no, I...

I have not touched a needle in a year. We found a needle right next to your

body, Janice.

I don't... I don't remember. I... I went to the

clinic and then... I went to the store and I came home and...

I didn't shoot up. I couldn't have.

Please, you have to tell me where's my baby.

You know, we don't know, ma 'am.

We're trying to find it.

Her.

My baby is her.

This baby, this baby, she trusted me with her life.

And I've been doing so good because she's counting on me.

You know, she picked me of all the people in the world.

I swear to you, I don't know what happened, but you have to find her for

because I would rather be dead if you don't.

So what do you think about that woman, man? I think she's telling the truth.

Yeah, well, somebody just happened to know she was giving birth, came over,

knocked her out, fixed her up, took the baby.

Look, I got to cut out. I got to go see a lawyer.

I'll give you a call later.

You know, Detective, I'm primarily a shrink. My legal practice is mostly pro

bono for sight cases.

I know.

David McNorris recommended you.

He said that you were one of the best defense lawyers in town.

David McNorris said that? Thought he hated me.

He said that, too?

Uh -huh.

Look, I don't know if I can help you, but let's see.

He said on the phone that Internal Affairs is after you.

Why?

My wife and I lost a baby last year.

It was a nightmare.

Sudden infant death syndrome.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

According to the preliminary autopsy. Preliminary autopsy?

I ordered a second autopsy, just to be sure.

It came two weeks later, and by that time I had a wife with slash wrists. So

never read it, and now the coroner's file's gone missing.

And they think you have it.

Okay, let's back up.

You said your wife tried to kill herself?

Does she know this case has been reopened?

No.

And you're not going to tell her?

Not if I don't have to.

Because you don't think she can handle it?

Or you think she might try to kill herself again?

because I need you to wait here for a second. You don't wait.

This is my wife. Kelly!

Joel?

What is going on?

Joel.

What is all this?

Did they search your house?

Did they search anywhere else? Yeah, in my locker.

Just have a seat.

Do you have the missing file, detective?

No, I don't. Do you have the missing file, detective? No, I don't. Sure you

Is this like one of your shrink tricks?

You trying to get me worked up?

No, this is a lawyer trick.

These are the kind of questions you're going to get from I .A.

But if you want my shrink side, you can have it.

How do you feel about what's going on?

I'll stick with the lawyer side, okay?

Okay.

Mr. Stevens.

Why did you try to kill yourself? No, don't. Stop. Detective. Leave her out of

this. She shouldn't even be here. Joel. No, no.

Kelly, this is about me.

They're after me. They're not after you, okay?

I want you to leave Kelly out of this. I can try, but I can't control

everything. Well, keep Trumper away from her.

Not just Kelly. He's going to want to talk to you.

Give it a call to Detective Stevens' home at 5 .30.

Are you asking me?

You know, the answer I've told you like ten times. Eleven's my lucky number.

We got a call at 5 .30 that a woman had been cut walking through a shower door.

That's what Detective Stevens said.

At the scene, I found Mrs. Stevens bleeding.

From the wrists.

Did it look like she'd walked through a shower door?

The door was broken.

The injuries were self -inflicted.

That's speculation.

Speculation. You watch too many law shows.

So, Detective Stevens lied, then he broke the door to cover up his lie. What

happened next?

We stopped the bleeding, drove her to ER, they patched her up.

And what did Mrs. Stevens say as you were assisting her?

Nothing specific?

She was crying.

And what did she say as she was crying?

What do you say when you cry, Detective?

We spoke to your partner, Randy, earlier.

Did you know that?

And he... He said that Mrs. Stevens kept repeating the same thing that night.

Over and over again.

Oh, my God. My baby. I killed... I killed her. I killed my baby.

You know...

I, uh... I don't enjoy this, Ms. Ortiz.

In this instance, I'm here to protect those who can't protect themselves like

innocent child.

Do you understand?

Mm -hmm.

So what did Mr. Stevens say that night?

Nothing.

He's playing the Susan Smith angle.

You've got to be kidding me.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be sorry. I tried.

I know.

And she said that, you know, she didn't mean it. I know.

I know about grief, Joel.

And almost anyone who loses a child, no matter how it happens, they feel

responsible. She didn't mean it.

Look, I don't judge people.

You know, I just try to help them.

And I wish to God that I can help you.

Hey.

You're right, partner.

Janice did not shoot up with heroin. Just got off with the lab. Now, she did

overdose on barbiturates, taken orally with some kind of fruit drink.

They were in her system a couple of hours before she passed out. What about

needle? If it wasn't heroin, what was it?

Pitocin. Pitocin?

That's the labor -inducing drug. Yeah, that's what they said.

I think we should have another talk with that boy who ran like hers. All right.

Hey. Johnny.

What's up, man?

Hey, do I know you, man?

Come on, man. You know exactly what we want, man. I didn't take no baby. I told

you that. You lied about Janice calling you to buy some dope.

If you don't tell us why you lied, man, we're going to take your ass straight to

jail and stick you in your own concrete bed.

I... It wasn't my idea, okay?

She told me to do it. Who told you to?

Who told you to?

They paid me with pharmaceutical grade, man. This junk makes China look like

crap. We're trying to find a baby. Who told you to lie?

Okay.

The doctor lady, man, and the clinic.

Okay.

I have a delivery for Dr.

Pamela Donovan.

You can just leave it outside.

No, I can't, ma 'am. It's perishable.

It's something from one of those fruit club things.

Just a second.

LAPD's almost free! Free!

Get your hands up! On your head!

Put your hands on your head! Do it now!

Stop right there.

Turn around. Put your hands on your head.

Turn around. Hands on your head.

Interlock your fingers.

Let's go.

dream girl.

What do you see, huh?

What do you see?

Probably don't even got the focus thing down yet.

That's all right. I'll come.

How's she doing?

Oh, she's fine.

Children's services is on the way.

Hello?

Thomas. Thomas.

Yeah, you missed a good one. It was my first arrest ever wearing short pants.

I'm just breathing.

Oh, yeah, hang on.

It's Tom. He wants to talk to you.

Hello?

Yeah.

Where?

All right.

Thank you.

I gotta go. Kelly's in with Trevor.

You are such a coward.

Going after my husband like this.

It's not a witch hunt, Mrs. Stevens.

That is exactly what it is.

And you actually think that I've come here voluntarily to help you build a

against him? Honestly, it always goes more quickly.

I ask the quick ones.

I don't want this to go quickly.

You want me to talk about Joel?

You're going to have to drag me into court in leg iron.

But here's what I will talk about.

Me.

Our baby's death was my fault.

I had postpartum depression.

The baby had colic. I wasn't sleeping well, so I took a sleeping pill.

I slept right through my child taking her last breath.

One room away, and I was sleeping.

That is my fault.

And I will live with that for the rest of my life, how I failed that little

girl, how I failed my husband.

Now what I want to know is how do you justify what you've done?

I don't have to.

I'm upholding the law.

And I may be the only one who is, since the coroner's report on your child has

suddenly gone missing.

My husband has done nothing except take care of me, my son, and prop me up

better than any human being deserves. So you want to mess with me?

Go ahead.

But you mess with him?

You better sleep with one eye open.

Are you threatening me? Make a note of it in the file.

Kelly.

Joel, be cool. I'll take another one. Come on.

How dare you? Going after a man's wife? She came to me, detective.

Talk to my wife without a lawyer?

Your wife's an adult, Stevens. She knew what she was doing. You're going to have

to control every move she makes.

Joel, Joel, Joel.

Joel, Joel, Joel. Come on, come on, come on, bro.

Look, it's not worth it. It's not worth it, Matt.

Come on.

Let's go.

So you arrange for people to buy babies.

I arrange for people who want to have children to make a deal with people who

don't want to have children.

People, women, like junkies. You offered this deal to Janice Edwards.

But she didn't want to do it.

She wanted to keep her baby, right? So what did you do?

You give her Pitocin, you induce labor, and you take her baby away from her? I

rescued it. Oh, you rescued it. I gave an innocent child a chance, a chance at

good life. What gives you the right to make that decision?

What gives you the right to take a baby away from its mother? Okay, I want to

hear this. How that precious little baby girl is going to be better off with a

welfare mom who may or may not stay off the spike than she would be with a

couple who want nothing more than to give her a good home and the best

opportunities. Right, because only your rich friends can provide that, huh? I

had a woman come into the clinic.

A crackhead swore she was off the pipe for a year. She had the baby.

Everything's fine.

And then she decides to celebrate.

Went on an eight -day binge. You know the punchline?

The baby died.

But get this.

She never left the apartment.

Her baby was ten feet away from her in the next room, taking her last breath,

and she had no idea.

They called it an accident. I call it criminal neglect.

Not just crack babies to die from. Let's talk to him. I know that, but you come

to my clinic, detective, you see what I... He's here.

Hey, Tom.

Hey, I just wanted to thank you for giving me the heads up about Trump and

talking with Kelly.

Yeah. No problem. Yeah.

I sure am lucky. He just happened to be right there at the Parker Center, right

at that very moment.

Yeah, yeah, just happened to be there. Yeah.

I know.

Imagine that. We're going this way.

What's up?

Someone came by to pay a visit, shed a little bit of light on things, man. It's

very interesting. I think you might want to hear this.

Right here in the locker room. Right in here.

Yep.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Since when does a dad need a reason to visit his son on the job?

I heard this morning about the heads up you gave Joel about his wife talking to

that sleaze I ate.

Hey.

Oh, you've been working out, huh?

You're softer, now you're flatter.

I'm all right. Same as always.

Now, it's a good thing what you did for Joel.

Friends need friends to look out after them.

All those years, the IA was crawling up my back.

After a while, I got to know those guys.

By the end, they were taking care of me.

Did you know that?

No, no, I didn't know that. I have.

And they would call me if something new was going down.

She hadn't been working out. I mean, her chest is getting bigger.

Are you going funny on me, Pop?

Funny.

Take your jacket off.

You want to ask me something, Pop?

Why don't you take your jacket off, Tom?

You know one of those guys in the IA who used to take care of me?

He called me this morning.

He said, Paul, you're not going to believe this.

But you know who Trump is?

Stitches.

And then he told me.

I don't believe it.

No way.

If you want to know something, Pop, all you got to do is ask.

Stinking snitch.

This is the way you pay me back?

By working with the I .A.? Huh?

You finished?

Yeah.

I'm finished.

I'm finished with you.

Tom.

I'd like a word.

Maybe some other time, Joe. Come on, Tom, you owe him a word. You at least

the man that. No, I don't owe him anything, but if you got something to

ahead and say it. I do, I love him.

Mind if I pat you down?

Knock yourself out.

Make sure you don't have a second device.

I know you got the file, Tom.

I don't know what you're talking about.

The coroner's file with my baby's like an autopsy in it.

I know you have it.

When I was searching my house, I slipped away and I came here.

I saw you coming out of the locker room. Told me they were about to search my

locker. Joel, I eased a bit searching your locker.

I figured out I had the file and found my locker.

He got to it before they did.

Where is it?

It's in Trump's office.

You already gave it to him?

In a manner of speaking.

Is this the one?

Yes, this is it. Open it.

Hey, Joel.

IA's in there right now searching your lock, man.

Morning, Terry.

Marsha? No.

Hey, Ray, it's me.

Is Joel there?

Joel, I need to talk to Joel right away.

I asked an adult, Stevens. She knew what she was doing. You don't have to

control every move she makes.

Joel, Joel, Joel, Joel, Joel, come on, come on. It's not worth it. It's not

worth it, Matt.

Come on.

What are you doing here?

I need a minute.

You shouldn't have come here.

I just need a minute.

Please tell me you got some good tape on Stevens.

No, but I got something even better.

What?

I found the file.

What? You did?

Yeah. Where is it? It's still on your desk where you put it.

No, seriously.

Have you got it? No, I am. I'm serious. It's in your desk.

All right, open your drawer.

Have a look.

This is the file.

Oh, come on, Trumper. Don't act dumb.

What do you mean?

Oh, is that how it works in IA? You remove a file and you use a cop taking

Come on, Trumper.

That's pretty sleazy. I can't believe you'd do that. I mean, even for you,

pretty low.

You think you can frame me?

I have no idea what you're talking about. You're still wearing your wire,

you? Well, yeah.

You're recording all this.

Right, exactly as you told me to.

Right here.

I also put a call in to the Inspector General.

You think you're smart?

You think you're clever?

the stupidest mistake of your pathetic little life.

When did you think this up, genius?

When did I decide to do this? Well, the second you asked me to.

You know, what's bad blood between Stevens and I is between us, and it's on

inside.

Trump, you're on the outside.

How's it feel?

You planned it from the moment he asked you?

Why don't you say something?

Because I didn't know if I'd get away with it.

You saved my ass, Tom.

You know, if they found that file in my locker, that would have been the end of

me. Well, I didn't do it for you, Joel.

I just did it.

I'm sure your old man will appreciate it.

Well, word of what you did is going to spread pretty quick.

You never have to buy yourself a drink in a cop bar again.

Yeah, my life's ambition.

Hey, Joel.

You know, that file I put in Trumper's office wasn't quite complete.

The second autopsy report.

Hey, Pop.

Oh, were you looking for an apology?

No.

Didn't mean to cause you any embarrassment today.

I just couldn't tell anybody, so I'm sorry.

That's it.

You know, don't think he's some kind of hero.

Screwing with Trump was a bonehead play.

He could have ruined your career.

So what?

So what?

Yeah, so what?

I don't have a family to support, Dad. I don't have two kids.

I'm not a cop anymore.

So what?

I'll manage.

I'll move on.

What would you do?

Um, I don't know.

Maybe I'll take up yoga.

Yeah.

That's what I'll do. I'll teach yoga from now on. You see what kind of women

into yoga these days. Oh, yeah.

Legs to hair.

You know, I would have loved to have seen that face.

Hey.

Why'd you do it?

Because I could.

Dad,

you need a hand with that?

Uh -uh.

You sure?

You had the file the whole time? Why?

Because it had this.

It's our daughter's second autopsy report.

What's it say?

I don't know. I haven't read it.

Why haven't you read it? Because he's afraid I killed our baby.

Kelly. It's the truth.

No, it is not.

I told you about the sleeping pill I took the night our baby died.

I didn't tell you about one other time I took one of those pills.

It was when Willie was a baby.

I had postpartum depression then, too, and I wasn't sleeping, and so I was

prescribed this pill.

Kelly, you don't have to do this, okay? Yes, I do, Joel.

See, what I didn't know was that some people at some time have bad reactions

these pills.

One night, eight years ago, I had a bad reaction.

I got up without waking up, went to our kitchen, turned on the stove, and stuck

my hand in the flame.

And I left it there.

Joel found me before it got too bad.

And I promised him I'd never take a sleeping pill again.

But I did.

Take one.

Last year.

I was so desperate for sleep.

It had been so long since that bad reaction, I just thought... So...

When I woke up and our baby was dead, I had to face simple, horrible possibility

that maybe I did something and I didn't know it.

And I've lived with that possibility ever since.

And so has Joel. Kelly.

You're a cop, Joel.

You wondered.

No, I didn't. You know I took that pill.

When I went to look for the bottle the next day, it was in the trash. You had

already thrown it out.

You don't know that? I do.

I, um... And I...

I found the bottle that night, not the next morning.

And I was worried because of what happened the last time.

So I watched you.

I wanted you to get a good night's sleep.

So I just watched you.

You were watching me?

You were so beautiful.

It was so good to see you sleep.

But I shouldn't have been watching you.

I could have known better, Kelly.

Because all the time that I was watching you, ten feet away.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It wasn't you.

It wasn't anything you could have done.

There is something I could have done.

I could have watched my daughter.

You haven't read this.

You should have.

What was your baby's name?

Emma.

Well, according to this, Emma had a brain aneurysm.

It was bound to go off.

Then, or in grade school, or as a young mother with three children herself.

There was nothing he could have done.

Even if she was in your arms.

The little girl got dealt a bad card.

So did you.

Do you realize how long it's been since we've been out to dinner, just the two

of us?

Yeah.

I could have taken you someplace better, though.

It's where I get coffee. I don't care about the food.

I just like being alone with you.

I'd like it if we saw more of Dr. Hirsch.

And not as a lawyer.

Well, there's something I didn't tell you in there that I want you to hear.

Okay.

Thank you.

For what?

For saving my life.