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Yeah, they're here right now.

That's right.

Yeah, campus security found a body in the water.

Hey, Doc.

Hold on better?

Oh, I'm 100%. If you're that precise in my shoulder, I'll be unstoppable.

You know, this is a damn shame. He's way too young.

19, 20.

Is this how you found him? Yeah, I haven't touched him yet.

Whew.

Alcohol. A lot of it. I found him an hour ago.

Obviously no ID. Probably a student.

Any signs of foul play?

Nothing readily apparent except the overriding smell of alcohol. There's

dried vomit which he could have choked on. Alcohol poisoning? Very possible.

Another student dead from alcohol. The press is going to be all over this.

I'm going in.

Keep me informed.

Okay.

Like we had a choice.

I heard that.

I can't believe people can be so stupid and get that drunk.

What am I, the expert in this area?

If the shoe fits.

Hey, I'd like to go out and have a drink sometime. So what? I've got an end

control. I didn't say you didn't, Jen.

What do you got there?

Fraternity ring.

Zeta Phi Psi.

Great house.

Steeped in tradition.

The tradition where some wasted frat boy wanders down to the quad stark naked

and falls down dead?

Please.

Bula bula.

So we hear that you guys were Tim's closest friends.

Yes. I'm William Meyerson, president of fraternity.

That's Doug Altshuler and James Unger.

James was Tim's roommate.

I still can't believe it. I mean, are you sure it was Tim? Because there's a

of guys who look like him.

I'm going to be sick.

So how long have you guys known Tim? He moved in the house two years ago.

I've been here almost four.

I'm graduating in June.

Yeah, Tim was just elected Rush chairman.

Do his parents know?

They are on a mountain somewhere in Switzerland. We're trying to reach them.

you were all at the party last night?

When's the last time you remember seeing Tim?

I'm not sure. I mean, it was definitely after midnight.

Man, I had so much to drink.

It was Greek night.

Sort of a tradition to... Get drunk on your ass, yeah.

I'm sorry.

When was the last time you remember seeing Tim at the party?

Uh, I don't know. One, maybe later. I mean, I was really drunk, I know.

Oh, my God.

That's Mrs.

Conrad, our housekeeper.

She really loved Tim. I'll be right back.

Mrs.

Conrad? Yes.

I'm Inspector Ramirez with the San Francisco Police.

What happened to him? Well, that's what we're trying to find out.

He was such a sweet boy.

He was very friendly and always helpful.

Not a bit like some of these boys around here.

Oh, the stories I could tell you about what goes on around this place.

Well, we might need to ask you some questions later. I have a little office

there down the hall. Let me write the number down for you.

Poor Tim.

Well, we'll be in touch.

Okay, sure.

Was there anybody at this party who wasn't inebriated?

Wendy, Tim's girlfriend. She lives at the Kappa house down the block.

She doesn't drink.

William called me and told me about Tim.

He said he OD'd.

I was just with him last night.

How long have you been dating Tim?

We met during freshman year. We were both anthropology majors.

We were going to go to Egypt this summer to study.

So you were at the party with him last night, right?

Yeah, but I had to leave early to finish a paper, so I asked him to walk me

back. Did Tim have any emotional problems?

He didn't get along much with his parents, but they were always traveling

anyway.

Was there anybody else he was close to?

He was pretty tight with his thesis advisor, Dr.

Ray.

Where's Tim now?

He's at the medical examiner's office for the autopsy.

They're going to cut him open?

Do they have to?

I'm afraid so.

Thank you very much for your help. You can go.

Listen, that crack I made earlier about the drinking, I didn't mean anything by

it. Why don't you come to my house later? I'm making Ben's favorite

and chocolate pudding. Oh, as hard as that sounds to resist.

It's Wednesday night.

Oh, family polka night. That's right. I forgot.

Hey, Doc.

Hey. I was just coming up to tell you my findings. Oh, great. The young man's

BAC level was lethal, 0 .44.

So he overdosed? I was drunk as a skunk, alive and twitching at 3 a .m. when

somebody suffocated him.

How can you tell that?

In his eyes.

Particular hemorrhages. It's a distinct sign of a fixial death.

Suffocated how?

The hand over the mouth, pinching on the nostrils. Probably didn't take much

more than that. He was pretty close already. So it's definitely not

The kid was killed.

Thanks. You bet.

What's going on here?

We responded to a call from the neighbor who said the elderly woman next door,

that's her, Mrs. Mary Johnson, was being beaten up by her daughter.

She said that she heard screams, don't hit me, that kind of thing.

The neighbor said this isn't the first time that the daughter's been abusing

mother for a while now.

Did the victim confirm the abuse?

No. She didn't want to let anyone touch her, not even the paramedics.

She doesn't want to press charges, doesn't want us here, period.

This place is a disgrace.

Those are rat droppings in the sink.

And it feels like the heat isn't even working.

There's nothing in the refrigerator except four bottles of beer. Nothing

the pantry except some dog food.

And she doesn't own a dog.

God.

Thank you, officer.

We'll take things from here.

I'm Inspector DeLorenzo. You can call me C .D. This is Inspector Angela Reed.

We're here to help you.

Have you eaten anything today, Mrs. Johnson?

Yes. Pam, my daughter, she brought me a donut.

And coffee. Do you know where your daughter is?

She's catching my monthly check.

Your social security check.

Yes. She does it for me.

She does all the shopping, too. It's hard for me to get around.

I see that you have a lot of bruises.

I fall down a lot these days.

Did Pam ever hit you? Ever push you?

Pam's a good girl.

She has a lot of problems. She didn't mean to.

Did you and your daughter have a fight this morning, Mary?

I shouldn't have commented about her drinking.

She was upset and... Mary, we'd like to take you to the hospital just to get you

checked out, okay?

I can come back home now afterwards?

Absolutely. We promise.

Pam Johnson, two arrests, one for possession, the other for, what do you

adult battery.

Her mother?

No. Bar fight.

Those two things are making me crazy.

Child abuse and elder abuse.

Taking advantage of someone totally helpless.

Hey, you.

Hi. Yeah.

What time are you coming home tonight?

Again?

No, no, that's okay.

I just thought I might cook something.

I'm all right.

Okay.

I'll see you then.

Bye.

So we still on for Friday night?

Our double date? You, me, Daniel, and Paul?

That's right.

You know, Paul's been working late a lot.

You've already canceled on me twice. No excuses this time.

Daniel is dying to meet you.

Is that her?

That's her.

Pam Johnson, SFPD. We'd like to talk to you. What the hell? Get your hands off

me. I didn't do nothing.

Oh, you call beating up your mother, using her social security check to buy

beer, and letting her live on dog food? Nothing?

Did she tell you that?

She's a crazy old bat. I never touched her, and I never bought her dog food.

really? Well, let's talk about it downtown.

Inspector Ramirez?

Eckstead? Yeah. Yes, you are?

Dr. Ray, Tim's thesis advisor.

Oh, right. Right. Thanks for coming. What are you going to do about this?

Well, Dr.

Ray, that was bound to come out. But it's not true, is it?

I mean, he was murdered, wasn't he?

I'm sorry. Did you know something that we don't?

This must have been a hate crime.

He hadn't come out yet, but Tim was gay.

Are you sure?

Yes, we talked about it.

Besides, it takes one to know one.

Mary claimed that all of her bruises come from falls or running into things.

refuses to implicate her daughter, Pam.

Any possible corroboration from other family members?

No other family alive.

But the neighbor's a really good witness.

She saw Pam hitting her mother. No, no one actually witnessed any of the

beating. But she was there for the aftermath, putting ice and bandages on

and she personally observed Pam drunken disorderly. Public drunkenness does not

prove elder abuse.

What about the dog food and the condition of the apartment? How does Pam

that? She claims she knows nothing about dog food. Really? She's a damn liar.

Said we happened to buy on a day when she hadn't been to the store yet. Does

daughter work?

No. She's on disability.

Supposedly, she hurt her back on a job at a tool and dye factory.

She gets the checks for $400 a month, which she subsidizes with her mother's

Social Security check.

She hasn't stolen anything.

Her mother gives her the check.

So if I can't get married to sign a complaint... Then I can't proceed, not

without an eyewitness to the beatings. You know, it's pretty clear she's being

abused. She has bruises all over her body. The doctor says she's suffering

malnutrition. What would you suggest?

That we let her heal and send her back for more.

Hey, don't shoot the messenger.

You have to convince Mary to sign.

That's all there is to it.

Lucky, let me know how it goes.

What the hell was that?

What? You touched me. Kate, all I did was put my hand on your arm. In front of

my staff.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

I could have easily put my hand on one of their shoulders.

You're not sleeping with one of them.

You're overreacting.

Yeah, well, you don't understand the position I'm in.

Obviously not.

You good?

I remember that son of a bitch. That son of a bitch Arnold from the Academy. He

always had a stick up his ass. You just don't let him push you around, kid.

That's the deal.

He's sort of the lieutenant commander, John. You know, my boss. There's really

nothing I can do. Hey, you just stand up to him. That's all I'm saying. Don't

listen to your brother, Casey. You just follow orders.

Oh,

that sounds good.

How'd your checkup go last week?

Oh, please. That damn doctor didn't know it.

He said to me, quit smoking, right? I just sit there and say, okay.

Like, I'm going to stop after 50 years. I don't think so. He was a young punk

anyway. That's great.

I think you just want to have another heart attack. That's it. Don't worry

me, Jenny girl. Your old man's going to outlive him all.

That's right.

Okay, let's go. I raised five bucks.

Five bucks he stayed. Pat, I don't think so. Too rich for my blood.

I'm out.

Oh, he's out. Well, I'm going to see your five, buddy boy. All right.

Pair of ladies.

Oh, too bad. Two pairs.

Five.

Always could carry a bomb.

Hey, uh,

Jenny, anything new on your homicide?

Oh, plenty.

Who's dealing? I got it. I don't know. I think it's going to turn into a hate

crime. Our victim was gay.

What, are you fagged?

No, Don. He was gay.

He hadn't come out yet. Oh, boy. He must have been in hog heaven, huh? In that

fraternity with all those guys?

Have some class, huh? Come on! He's sleeping next to his roommate in his bed

he's queer?

You know what, though? I tell you, they had to know. You can spot one of those

guys a mile away. You know what we could do with the favor, please? Don't

enlighten us with your stupidity. Shut the hell up. Hey, John, don't speak to

your sister that way, okay?

God, you guys are still going after each other after all this time. Can we just

play cards? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, let's go.

Fine.

Oh, hello, dear.

Come on in.

Hi. How are you feeling?

Oh, fine.

Thank you for the flowers.

You're welcome. Actually, our captain, Kate McCafferty, sent them. She's very

concerned about you. Oh. So am I. I hope you like Chinese.

Oh, you're so kind.

Where's your partner?

Oh, our shift's over. She went home, and my husband was working late, so...

I need you to sign this complaint against your daughter.

Oh, no.

I can't do that.

Why? Are you afraid of her?

Mary, if you don't sign this, as soon as Pam gets out of custody, this whole

cycle of abuse will start again.

You deserve to live in peace without fear of being beaten up or going hungry.

C .D., is that your real name?

Actually, it's, um, it's Candace.

Oh, Candace, it's a beautiful name.

Not for a cop.

Mary, I'll speak to your landlord.

Tell him to fix up this place. I'll ask social services if they can assist in

bringing you meals.

But Pam belongs in jail.

But what happens when she gets out of jail?

She'd be so angry. She'll also be on parole, and she'll know that if she ever

hurts you again, she'll have to go right back to prison, and we'll make sure of

it.

Mary, you have no choice.

I can't.

I'll be fine.

Really.

Why did you lie to us?

Look, my relationship with Tim was and is nobody's business. You know what?

Lying to the police is very serious.

It's called obstruction of justice.

Now, we can do this here or downtown at the station.

Okay.

I didn't...

I want to breach the trust, even now that he's... Tim was just coming to

with his homosexuality.

You know, he didn't want his fraternity brothers to know, and he was scared to

death that his parents would find out. So you never actually had a sexual

relationship with Tim?

No.

Did he have any sexual partners?

I think so, yeah.

Sometimes he drove to Oakland to go to a gay bar there, so no one from school

would recognize him.

Did he ever mention anybody's name that he had met there?

No, he was very closed -mouthed about that stuff.

Why would you pretend to be Tim's girlfriend?

Look, it might sound old -fashioned to you, but I'm still a virgin, and I don't

have any plans to have sex until I get married.

And Tim had his own reasons for not coming out.

Wendy, you were still the last person to see Tim alive.

But after he left me, he went back to the party.

Somebody must have seen him.

You were supposed to meet me.

Oh, sorry.

How did you find me?

Dispatch, what are you doing?

I'm on a stakeout.

Which case?

It's not a case.

I don't understand. There's nothing to understand. I am on a stakeout. Who are

you staking out?

My husband.

How do you know he's up there?

Because I followed him.

Where are you going?

I'm going up there.

Give me your gun.

Oh, what, do you think I'm going to shoot him? I don't know what you're

do, but you're not going up there with your gun. And how are you going to stop

me? I'll call it in. I'll arrest you.

Look, you don't know for sure that Paul's having an affair.

He could be up there with a client. I'm a good enough cop to know what a bad

liar he is.

Besides, this isn't the first time.

Well, then maybe he's got a problem. Maybe I'm the one with the problem.

I keep taking him back.

Have you tried counseling? Don't talk to me about counseling, really. You have

no idea.

It's 2 o 'clock in the morning. He comes home.

You pretend like you're asleep.

He crawls into bed, puts his arms around you.

You come out the door like you just took a shower.

And you know why.

Unit 29, please respond.

Inspector Reed. There's been a report of shots fired at Mary Johnson's

apartment. Reed and DiLorenzo will respond.

I found the bartender from the frat party. He often works there, knows Tim,

he left with Wendy, came back around 1.

Wendy's off, huh? Wait a second, it gets better. When he came back, he said he

hooked up with James, William, and Doug, and then they all left together. About

an hour later, he swears that only James, William, and Doug came back.

You should tell the captain.

Can you fill her in? I've got to go meet Casey.

Yeah, no problem. Back in 20.

Thanks for meeting me.

Yeah. Is everything okay?

Yeah.

You know, I just, I've been thinking a lot about this case of yours, this gay

fraternity thing.

Yeah, we made some headway on that today.

Yeah.

Hey.

We made a promise, right? We always tell each other everything?

You were eight and I was five. Yeah, there's no statute of limitations on a

blood oath.

What?

You know, I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time now.

Then this case of yours came along, and... I mean, I think I understand how

victim must have felt, you know, being the only gay guy in the fraternity.

I kind of feel that way myself sometimes.

Ginny, I'm gay.

I didn't know.

It's okay. I didn't exactly advertise.

Hey, just for the record, it doesn't matter.

I love you. You're my brother.

Well, I'm going over to Dad's house tonight, and I'm going to tell him and

You sure you want to do that?

Yeah, I've come this far.

I think it's time.

Well, that's your call, but maybe I should meet you there.

Thank you.

It started again, just like you said.

She came at me.

I shot her.

You were right, Candace.

I had no choice.

We appreciate you coming down here today, James.

I assume your attorney has advised you of all your rights?

Yeah, I didn't even want her to come, but my dad said she had to.

So we just need some clarification on this.

Shouldn't take long.

Sure. I mean, whatever you need.

I think it was a very good idea for you to have your attorney present. You see,

Tim didn't die from alcohol poisoning.

What? He was murdered.

No. Suffocated.

We have an eyewitness.

We'll testify that Tim returned from taking Wendy home at 1 a .m.

He stated that you, James, and Doug left with Tim a little after 1 o 'clock.

An hour later, only you, James, and Doug came back.

Where did you take him?

We just went for a walk.

I think you're lying, Doug.

You better complain on this.

It's amazing how a little thing like first -degree murder can interfere with

graduation plans.

No.

I want to tell her.

We took him to the quad.

We took off his clothes.

We poured some more gin down his throat until he passed out. Why would you do

that to him?

Because you found out he was gay?

Yes.

James. Tim's roommate told us that Tim came out to him.

One night we were studying, and he told me. I wish he hadn't.

He made fools out of all of us.

And then he said he had a one -night stand with another guy in the house,

there under our noses.

That was too much.

That's when we decided to teach him a lesson.

We knew campus security would find him.

He's drunk and naked, but they just take him to the dean's office.

And get kicked out of school.

So tell me, whose idea was it to kill him? No, we never talked about anything

like that.

When we left, he was still alive.

Which one of you did it?

Or did you all do it together?

We did not kill him.

I swear.

Same story, then.

Well, we're here.

They're all lying.

Well... They could have all done it and come up with this scenario.

Or two could have done it while one watched. One could have come back later

did it.

The combinations are endless.

Look, they all admitted to getting him drunk and leaving him naked on the quad.

Pinching his nostrils is not that far a stretch.

What do you want?

We've got enough to charge him on.

With assault and reckless endangerment, but what's the point, right?

I got a meeting. Look, get on this one -night -stand business.

See if we can find out who this guy was.

Then what happened?

She pushed me, and then she hit me.

Where?

To my head.

And when she went in to get another beer, I went into the bedroom to get you

gone. It was Pam's.

She didn't want to leave it at her boyfriend's house. That's the reason she

it at mine.

And then you went back into the living room?

Yes.

And then Pam came at me again.

you back to the hospital, let the doctor have a look at you, and then I'll come

to the hospital and drive you home.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You've all been very kind to me.

Thank you.

crazy? You're not seriously thinking about charging her.

It's clearly self -defense.

Not really.

Pam hit her, but then she stopped.

And she went into the kitchen.

At which point she could have ran out, called the police.

Instead, she went into the bedroom and got the gun.

If I think of her state of mind, she was being beaten.

Yes.

And that's why I doubt if any jury would convict.

Anything else?

No. Thank you for coming in.

Okay, don't forget to go back and see the landlord. I want that apartment

and up to code.

Good job.

Okay.

Well, the place looks great.

We really appreciate your cooperation.

Well, to tell you the truth, I was getting the place ready for the new

anyway.

What do you mean?

Well, Pam gave me notice last month.

Said she was putting her mother into a nursing home.

Let me ask you a question.

Sure.

Why are you with me anyway?

Am I under oath?

I'm serious.

Okay. You're, uh... cute?

You're smart.

You're fun. You're a good dresser.

And you come without the baggage that all the 50 -year -old guys come with.

And where did you think this would go?

Are you asking me what my intentions are?

I am.

We meet in hotel rooms.

We talk and we have sex, then I politely tiptoe out of the room. I don't want to

do that anymore.

What do we got here, an ultimatum? Call it what you want.

I want a real relationship with you.

I don't want to be afraid to put my hand in your arm without you freaking out

that someone might discover we're lovers. Yeah, I get it.

Do you? You have no idea. How hard you work to get where you're at, how

difficult it is for a woman, I know that. Like hell you do.

Like you've ever had to face a firing squad of bureaucrats just waiting to

you with your panties down.

So being with me implies some kind of weakness on your part?

Some people might think so.

I don't care what other people think.

I have to.

McCafferty? Yeah, I'll be right down.

Gotta leave.

Convenient.

I'll talk about it later.

John?

John, wait.

I only told you because...

I wanted you to know me better. You're my brother.

Hey, you don't talk to me. You don't ever talk to me again!

Hey!

Hey!

Stop it!

Jenny!

Stay out of this!

Damn you, John, you bastard!

went to every gay bar in Oakland last night. I'm sorry I couldn't come. I just

had a critical thing.

Everything okay?

Okay.

Well, some of the guys did recognize him, although none of them would cop to

having slept with him.

And none of them remembered him leaving the bar with anybody. So, what's next?

Well, I got Dr. Ray coming back in. I thought we could re -question him and

What's wrong, Jen?

Inspectors? Any progress?

Thanks for coming. Have a seat.

We did find out that Tim had a one -night stand with one of his fraternity

brothers.

We just thought maybe he might have mentioned something to you.

Not that I recall.

Dr. Ray, Tim was murdered.

So if you have anything that you can tell me... I don't believe in outing

somebody who isn't ready.

Besides, I don't have a name.

I think it happened over Thanksgiving break.

Tim stayed at the fraternity house.

His parents were traveling, naturally.

That Monday, he was very upset.

He said that he'd had a scene with somebody at the house.

Where the hell is the car?

They must have assigned it out to somebody else.

These stupid sons of bitches.

Jim, what the hell is with you today?

I went over to my dad's last night.

And John was beating the crap out of Casey.

Seriously?

Why?

Who's his gay?

Wow.

You never told me.

I didn't know.

I mean, I guess I thought there were... You know, there were times...

I don't know.

Anyway, I had to take him to the hospital. 18 stitches. What was he

do?

Beat it out of him? Like he could beat him into being straight?

You know what? I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to put all this on you. Come on, Chin. Don't apologize. I'm glad you

told me.

My point is, whoever Tim had this one -night stand with, if he was angry at

if he was angry enough at himself,

He might have been willing to do anything to keep it a secret.

Even kill.

Yeah, yeah, she mentioned it.

So Pam told you that she was going to put you in a nursing home.

Oh.

I don't think she would have ever done it.

I don't belong in one of those places.

Pretty depressing, aren't they?

They drug you, you know.

They put you in a wheelchair even when you can walk.

Because it's easier to manage you.

And you wanted your independence.

All those old people, crying and screaming.

And nobody ever comes to visit.

Once you go in there, you can never come out.

We don't need to worry about that now, do we?

Want some tea?

Get here.

I told Doug Altshuler not to leave his room, that you were coming to talk to

about that Thanksgiving weekend.

Yeah, okay. Thanks.

I got a message that you called.

Yeah. What?

Well, I didn't want to leave things the way they were.

Okay.

You know I care about you.

It's not enough.

What do you want?

I want it all.

I want us to be together in public and in private.

I want to kiss you goodbye in the morning and know that I'm going to see

that night.

You're asking for a lot.

Not if you feel the same way I do.

I am one hell of a tough negotiator, Mr. O 'Connor.

Yeah.

I hope I win this one.

She set the whole thing up?

I mean, her daughter was going to put her into a nursing home, fake some

and then killed her?

Supposedly in self -defense.

Well, we're not saying that that's what happened, but there's a possibility.

We'll never know.

Paul, how long have you been in the boat selling business?

About five years now. I sold Porsches before that.

Say, do we have the two most beautiful women in this room or what?

Oh, absolutely.

You know, I'd like to make enough to open my own company, Luxury Yachts.

CD and I have talked about buying one ourselves one day.

Retiring to Mazelon. Hey, have you guys ever been?

No. We had our honeymoon there. Of course.

We're still on it, aren't we, Candy?

Excuse me. I'll be right back.

I'll come with you.

I'm sorry.

It's none of my business. That's right.

You were unfortunately at the right place at the wrong time.

Don't take advantage of that. I'm not. It's just my life.

Not yours.

Fine.

But you don't deserve this.

After all these years, huh?

He couldn't tell you, John. He knew how you'd react.

Damn right.

I told you. Hey. I don't want to see him anymore. We're a family. Not much of a

family. No, John, this is it.

This is the hand we've been dealt.

Casey, come in here and sit down.

I never lied to you, John.

I just didn't tell you the truth.

Because I knew how you'd react.

You don't know crap.

Yeah, I know that when you don't like something, you hit. Keep your mouth

Guys.

Please. You so proud of the fact that you're queer?

John. Huh? You want to go march in the parade? Go on, march in the parade.

Stop it. What?

I just finished a case where two guys are dead because they were afraid people

would find out the truth about them.

You want that to happen to Casey, huh?

He's your brother.

Not anymore.

Are you going to say anything?

No, he's not going to say anything, Ginny.

I mean, come on. When was the last time that we actually had a conversation at

all in this house? You shut up, all right? We can't even talk about Mom

all these... Hey, you leave her out of this. Shut your mouth! You know what?

None of us in this room is perfect.

Anyhow... Oh, Dad, you still smoke a pack a day and drink yourself to sleep

night. Hey, like you don't.

You've been divorced three times, and I don't think your current marriage is a

bed of roses either. Why is that, John?

You are such a bitch. Oh, he's still the class bully. Is that it? Yeah, and

you're still the town slut. You know how many guys I had to beat up because they

were talking about how easy my picture is? Stop it. Huh? Stop it now.

Enough is enough.

At least Casey knows who he is.

At least he's man enough to come into this house and say, this is who I am.

Accept me.

Stay away from me.

John!

Are you going to say anything?

I'm tired.

I need to give him a little time, that's all.

Hello, sweetie.

How are you doing?

Okay. How are you?

Good. Good.

Brought you your favorite dark chocolate chocolate.

Can I open it now?

Sure.

I got them for you.

Delicious.

Would you like one?

Oh, no. Maybe later.

Did you go out today?

No, I stayed in.

Did you watch anything good on TV?

Um... Maybe.

I don't remember.

I love you so much.

You know that, don't you?

Of course I do.

Where's Katie?

I'm Katie.

No, no, no. My daughter, my little girl.

That's me, Mom.

I'm Katie.

I'm Katie, all grown up.