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Gabe?

Gabe? Gabe? Oh, I'm sorry, babe.

It's okay, baby. You can bump into me anytime.

You sure you don't want me to go with you? No, I'll be fine, but I'm probably

going to be late.

I feel like I'm forgetting something here. What am I forgetting?

My kiss.

Not that.

Get over here.

What time are you going to go to the club?

Not till late.

I thought maybe we'd all have dinner together.

Oh, that would be nice. Yeah.

I love you.

Wait a second.

You can't go out like that.

Why? What's wrong?

You're not dressed.

Now, you still haven't put it on.

And I thought since we're back together that, I don't know, maybe, um...

Blast me again.

Magda, I love you.

Will you marry me?

I love you, too.

And yes, I'll marry you.

Hey. Thanks for coming to get me.

It's too far for Mommy to drive.

Little skinny.

Yeah.

It's called the year -in -the -state pen diet.

I wouldn't recommend it.

Max.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything.

For taking advantage of you, for hurting Mom.

I know you felt bad leaving me in jail, but I deserved it.

And you only did what you had to do.

Change me.

It was pretty bad back there. There's no way I'm ever going back.

I'm going to get my GED, go on to community college, get a job, turn my

around the way you did.

That's good, Lily. That's really good. I'm really glad to hear that.

I really am.

You know, anything I can do to help you, you know,

Hey,

you can't go in there! Oh yeah? Try and stop it.

Try it.

Little Larry, there we go.

Mom!

Mom, I'm here, Mom.

Get her out of here.

Ma 'am, you should leave right now.

58 million dollars, let's get it up. Oh, no, count me out. I never win anything.

Never? No, never. No raffles, no scratch -offs, no office calls. Take me to

Vegas, I should crash every time.

Yeah, I won 98 bucks once.

When I was a kid, one of those radio calling things, I was caller number 98.

I'm about to walk in. Made my brothers very jealous.

Well, I'm in.

Not that I think I'm going to win anything, but if you guys do, and I

going to kill myself.

Right here.

CD, Ward's here to see you.

Hello, Mrs. Moore. I'm in fact doing... No, no, no. I do not do group. I buy my

own ticket.

Come on, but you got $25 a chance of winning.

Remember that woman that bought those tickets last month? Yeah, she's supposed

to collect for the whole office and buy the tickets. And then she said she

bought one more that was supposedly the one that won all the money.

Yeah, I'm not even going there.

No. I lotto alone.

My sister, Etta's mom, died when Etta was only 13.

She lived with me and my husband the last 10 years.

When did you last see her?

Two days ago.

Actually, it was dinner time.

She was helping in the kitchen. She always does.

She works hard at a 99 -cent store.

But she always comes home and helps out.

That's the kind of girl she is.

Going to night school, too.

So two days ago... We heard a honk, and Etta went to the window.

It was her boyfriend, John Hayes.

Too lazy to come in the house for her.

Low life he is.

Has a record.

Anyway... Gives me a kiss on the cheek.

And tells me she's coming home later.

I watched him drive off.

She never came.

You think she ran away with him? Maybe she got married? No.

She would have told me. She knows I don't approve.

Maybe that's why she left.

There's something else, too.

She's a diabetic.

She left her case with a glucose monitor and the insulin syringe.

Why wouldn't she come back for her medicine?

John Hayes killed her.

He killed her. I know he did.

Kate.

Nobody's talking to me.

I just wanted somebody here who I know, who knows Mom.

I know the admitting physician, Carlton. He's a good man.

I hate when you guys say that, good man. He doesn't know her. He doesn't care

about her. I told them I was your family doctor. I'll be consulted on every

matter.

Thank you.

It's bad, Kate.

There's no other word for it.

Her heart stopped.

Her lungs filled up with water. That's why she couldn't breathe.

She's dying, Kate.

It won't be long.

What do we do?

What do I do?

Start asking yourself a lot of hard questions.

Quality of life questions.

Now, did you ever talk to her about what she might want?

No, I know what she didn't want. She didn't want to die in a hospital.

She wants to die at home.

In her own bed with pictures of her family around her.

Well, I have her transferred.

I'll go get some papers for you to sign.

So you picked Etta up around 6,

went home, fooled around, watched some TV, and then dropped her back off at her

place around 11.

That's right.

What do you think happened to her, John?

You dropped her off outside?

How the hell should I know?

Maybe she got kidnapped.

Maybe she decided to go somewhere.

You said you were watching TV. What were you watching?

I don't remember.

We were busy.

If you get my drift.

Etta?

She real talented.

You don't sound too upset, Johnny. Your main squeeze just disappeared.

Should come back.

They always do.

Bring me straight with you, John.

We think you picked Etta up. You took her to your house, you killed her, and

then you dumped her somewhere.

We always do.

How many meetings have you been going to? Four this week.

Good. You're working a step?

Yeah, I just, uh... I seem to have come to an impasse, though, on the 8th and

9th.

Make a list of all the persons we've harmed and make amends to all of them.

Got a list?

Got a couple hours.

Good work.

What's the problem?

Well, look, making the list was a breeze.

You know, I pretty much screwed up with just about everybody I know when I was

drinking.

But there's one person, my partner, Magda.

I just don't think I can admit it to her.

Consequences and responsibility.

You can't move forward if you don't meet these things head on.

I can't make that kind of confession to her.

You don't know what I did.

It was bad.

I never drank on the job.

Never.

But after hours, all the time.

One night I'd been out with the boys.

Came home, wanted, you know, just one more.

Went to the cupboard for my bottle.

Wasn't that it?

My wife came in, my eight -year -old son, told me she'd left it.

I backhanded her.

Right across the face, right in front of my boy. I took my keys, headed out.

I got in the car, angry.

All I'm thinking about is a bar down the street. Back out of the driveway.

Ran over my four -year -old daughter on a bicycle.

I remember her screams.

Her mother running out of the house.

Bicycle all mangled up.

Ambulance.

A lot of cop cars.

She made it.

She had a broken leg, a couple cracked ribs.

She healed up okay.

So I got sober.

Started working the steps.

Apologized to each of them.

My wife took me back.

Been making up to her ever since.

What about your kids?

My daughter was too young to remember.

My son...

It'll never be the same between us.

One out of three.

I don't like those odds.

Well, you don't have a choice.

If you don't work through these steps, you will go back to your old habits.

You have to apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness.

And that's going to be hard.

But that's not the hardest part.

That's when you have to forgive yourself.

Yeah. Didn't you say she was looking for a job?

Yes.

Lily, go put some clothes on.

I gotta go.

Just passing through.

Who are you talking to?

My friend Elena.

Actually, the store where she works might be hiring some. What kind of

A little boutique, hats, accessories.

The girl that was sitting there quit.

Probably got to get going.

Gabe, do you think you could give me a ride over there?

Um, sure.

Is that okay with you?

Yeah.

Hello.

Thank you.

Well,

Hayes' house is clean.

So does Cara.

Who's that with Raina, Mrs. Ward?

It's Paula Meeks, Mrs. Ward's sidekick.

Really?

Inspector, this is Paula Meeks.

Hi, how do you do? Hi.

I wanted to offer my services. Thank you, but we are in the middle of an

investigation, and also you should know we don't recommend paying for psychics

who may solicit you.

Yes, well, Inspector, there is no charge.

I'm a friend of Mrs. Ward's, and I'm here to help.

Officer Washington tells us that John is in custody.

Yes, we searched his house and his car.

And found nothing, right?

You didn't find any blood or signs of struggle?

Because Etta wasn't killed in the house or in his car.

Excuse me, Mrs. Meeks. Oh, Paula, please.

We have yet to determine that this is a homicide.

Well, I'm sorry, but it is.

Etta is dead.

She's been dead now for almost three days.

And you know this because... She's contacted me.

And if you let me, I'll help you find the body.

Look, I'll call you later. Okay, bye.

Will you excuse us for one second? Sure.

Thanks.

Okay, look.

Justin off the phone with a good friend of mine.

A bailiff in the holding tank with John Hayes is right, so he's in. Whoa, whoa,

whoa. Slow down.

Okay. Jay, that's my friend, overheard Hayes talking on the payphone to his

sister. He was talking about Etta. He said, um, the bitch was cheating on me

that she got what was coming.

Is James sure?

Positive. I got a statement.

Oh,

look, it was already assigned to 88 Kimberly Smith.

She's still in court.

What about Mrs.

Warden? Guys,

I already stretched getting you the search warrant.

There's no evidence of murder here. What about the guard statement?

That she got what was coming?

That's subject to multiple interpretations.

It'll never hold up. Look, I need a confession, a real witness to the

a body.

All three would be nice.

Wait a minute now. Her aunt says she saw this guy pick her up and she never

turned up again.

I mean, she's a diabetic. She left home without her medication. This guy's got

some cockamamie story about how he dropped her back off at home.

We got this guard that overhears him tell his sister that he did it.

What the hell else do you want?

A confession.

A real witness or a body.

And you guys better get me one of those in the next 24 hours or he's going to

get sprung on the gas station theft.

No Jets gonna give him a county bed for stealing 20 bucks

Hey,

how was your job interview?

I didn't get it Lily I want to talk to you

Was there ever really an interview?

Yes, okay? I went to the shop.

The manager said he wasn't going to hire a jailbird. Said she's a Mexican with a

drug arrest.

Yeah. I didn't bother telling him I was Puerto Rican.

So what, after one rejection, you're going to go back to that old boyfriend

yours?

I hope you're not going to look for your old job back, Lily.

Cutting meth? Yeah. No way. And let me tell you something, Federico is not my

boyfriend, okay? He's been trying to see me in prison for a year.

I haven't spoken to him. I haven't seen him until he showed up just now. Really?

My ex -friend Elena told him where I was staying.

Oh, right, Elena.

You don't believe me, Magda? I want to. So why don't you? Because I'm telling

you the truth. You know, you just don't want to hear it. Why wouldn't I want to

hear it, Lily? I am trying to help you. I took you in.

Oh, I took you in. You love saying that, don't you? Excuse me. You're the one

that called me for help, remember?

Yeah, Magda, and that's the only way you like it. You wouldn't be able to stand

it if I was doing well. That is not true, all right?

That is not true.

And you know what? You've had plenty of chances anyway.

I'm going to bed.

Well, Etta hasn't used her credit cards, gotten on a plane or a bus, or rented a

car, nothing from the area hospitals, jails, hotels. Yeah, it's hard to check

into those places when you're dead.

Nate, you still have to keep checking without any forensics or body or...

I give up. What's in the box?

Stuff from Etta's room. Why?

Well, Paula's coming by. She needs to fill them.

You know, it's called... Psychometry.

Yeah. It's, uh... She contacts the other side by holding things that belong

to dead people. So I'm told.

Did you tell the captain on the case?

Sure did.

And I told her about Paula, and she said she didn't see any harm in talking to

her. Since, though, you guys don't have anything else to go on.

She said that?

No. I added the last part.

Not a believer, are you?

You read minds, too?

No, but it's pretty clear what you're thinking.

You think I'm a fake, but I'm not quite.

What do you expect?

I've never actually met anyone who claimed to.

Speak with the dead?

That's okay.

Actually, I lead a pretty normal life.

Only with ghosts.

Oh, thank you.

I brought a lot of things from Etta's room.

What about this?

No.

No, this is too new. She must have just bought that.

Older.

Closer to her.

Yeah.

I'm getting something now.

Cold.

She's in the car.

John's yelling at her.

She's crying.

And getting out and walking away now. She's walking away through

Marsha and mud.

Weeds. Stagnant water.

Oh, wait.

He's behind her now.

He has something in his hand.

A knife.

No.

Not a knife. It's... Screwdriver.

He has a screwdriver in his hand and he's stabbing her.

And she's saying, no, no, please, no.

Do you see anything else, any signs or a road?

No.

No.

Drain pipe. An old drain pipe with the letters

A, N,

A, A, N, G.

A and G.

And numbers.

22. No.

22 .5.

22 .5.

Oh, God.

I know the right thing to do, but I just don't know if I can bear to see her in

so much pain.

Kate, I want you to have these.

They're morphine patches.

I'm giving you ten.

Oh.

How do you... Oh, I see.

How many do I put on?

One or two will make the pain subside.

Eight.

And she'll go to sleep.

And die quietly.

As a doctor, I'm simply giving you the medical information.

As a friend, I'm giving you a choice.

Stand up for anything.

Alien neurotic goofball. You know, all matter has energy. Just because you die,

your energy doesn't die.

It's true. They've done these experiments.

Listen, people from my country... Oh, Meg, please. Your country. You're from

Mission District.

Shut up, Ginny.

Anyway, people from my country...

They believe in all that kind of stuff. I mean, my grandfather still talks to my

grandmother, and she's been dead for ten years.

Well, if there is such a thing as the afterlife, I hope I get to come back to

haunt Julia Roberts' house.

Hey, thanks, Tony.

You're welcome, Reena.

Do you know the first name of everybody that works in this building?

No, not all of them.

This is our Hazel's sister's address. Not that she's going to give them up.

It's better than nothing, because the only thing we have to go on is from

the grave.

Something's going wrong.

Huh?

I still don't trust her.

Well, you know, Maggie seems to take time, you know? Forget what happened.

Maggie, come.

Hi.

Hey. Just got out of the night court.

FYI, Hayes is getting kicked tomorrow.

Is there anything we can do to keep him? Because we're following up with his

sister and I think with a little arm twisting we can get her to corroborate

phone call.

Well, let me know. You have about eight hours.

You know, Inspector, I'm used to working with skeptics.

The world is full of non -believers.

There's even an organization against us.

Determined to bring us down.

Still make a living at it.

Hardly.

I'm a research librarian at Cal.

Job my mother would be proud of.

She also... So what can we do for you?

Actually, I think I can do something for you.

I got up in the middle of the night last night and made this circle.

That's where you'll find her.

Where we'll find her?

Well, actually, one of you two won't find her.

But a young man will find her.

A young man with a bad life.

Hey. Hey.

So how did your job search go?

I think the writing's on the wall.

I'm going to have to go back to school if I want to get a decent job.

Maybe you should.

And who's going to support me?

Not my dear sister, Magdalena.

Don't be mad at her.

I mean, she really is trying, you know.

She is.

Hey, hey, hey. No, no.

Don't do that.

Please, come on. I have no idea how lucky she is. She has everything.

And I know she doesn't want me to stay here anymore.

No, that's not true.

That's not true. It's fine.

It's fine with you?

Mm -hmm.

You don't mind me being around?

Of course not.

I like you.

Whoa, no.

No, no, wait a minute. That's not what I meant. That's not what I meant. Listen,

listen. She's your sister.

She's going to be my wife, so... No, don't do that.

Hey, hey, come on, come on. No, stop. You stop that. Stop that. What are you

doing?

What the hell's going on?

Calm down. Calm down.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

I swear nothing happened. Get the hell out of my house now, Lily.

Maybe Gabe wants to come with me. I saw what was going on. He was trying to push

you off of him.

Well, he wasn't pushing me away before you walked in. You've got five minutes

get the hell out of my house.

See the candy they sent from work, Mom?

And the peonies?

They're our favorite, right?

You remember when you made me go on that trip with you?

Trip to Vermont.

I didn't want to go. I was so mad.

That fall foliage trip.

I wanted to stay home with my friends and listen to the new Stones album.

God.

It was so beautiful.

The leaves, all the colors.

Thanks, Ma.

I'm so glad you made me go.

I never knew there could be so many colors.

It's okay, Ma.

I'll fix it.

Mommy, tell me what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Please tell me what to do.

Don't make me do this.

Okay, everybody, listen up. We have a wide area to cover. I want to do a

nice and slow and steady.

Okay, if anybody sees anything, stop where you are, key your radio, yell out,

wait for Inspector DiLorenzo or I to come to you. Everybody else, just stay

Okay, no firearms, please.

Does everybody understand?

Yes, sir. All right, move out.

Got something?

A -N -G.

What?

Signed. A -N -G.

Got something

here. Got something.

Spectre. We found something over here.

What?

Nice work, officer.

Excuse me, officer.

Did you hurt your leg?

Yeah, on the job.

Just a little limp. Doesn't really bother me too much.

No marathons, though.

We found the screwdriver by the lake. Haze prints were all over it. You know,

when we went to pick him up this morning, he already had a new

Well, I'm just happy for Mrs. Ford. She can bury it in the end.

I want to.

I have to say, I was a little freaked out when Officer Moore started talking

about his leg. But I was stymied by 22 .5. I was too, until I figured out it is

exactly 22 .5 miles from Etta's house to where she was found.

C .D. ended up breaking Hayes' sister, so she...

Still thinks the case could have been solved using regulation and police

procedures. Well, it probably could have. I mean, the psychic thing, you

it doesn't work all the time.

He just lucked out.

I think maybe it was a little bit more than that.

Yeah, well, don't go hanging out in palm reader salons, okay?

Okay, I won't. But, you know, I was, uh... Would you mind?

Are you serious?

Oh, my.

Well, I studied this once.

Very inexact art at best. Right.

Okay. I can handle it.

Oh, it is such a cliche, but if I said tall, dark, and handsome, would you

believe me?

Okay. Nice.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Do I get the short, red -headed, and hot?

Let's see what I can do.

Thanks.

No way.

Lily, come on. Please, get in.

I

told

Mom not to tell you where I was going.

What's in L .A.? Why do you care?

You know, Lily, you are my sister.

Why do you hate me so much? How could you do what you did to me?

I don't hate you, Magda.

You remember when you were at St. Adrian?

You got that uniform?

Yeah, what about it?

I loved it.

I tried your uniform on when you weren't looking.

I wanted to go so bad.

You know, Lily, if you would have just worked a little bit harder and followed

the rules, you wouldn't have gotten thrown out.

Not true, Magda.

Mom came by one day and took me out.

Said they couldn't afford for the both of us to go, and you were the older one.

Okay, what is this? Some kind of mom -loved -you -best excuse?

It's not an excuse, Magda.

It's just the way it is.

Louie, it's not too late for you. You know, you're so smart.

You're young. You're beautiful.

You can get your life together.

I know that.

But not in your shadow.

Every time you look at me, I see that this is my shadow.

It's my bus.

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait. What are you saying here? That we're not

going to see each other again?

For a while, Magda.

Let me figure it out. Make my own way.

Tell Mom I'll be okay.

I'll call her.

Lily!

Lily!

Hey, what can I get you?

Oh, oh.

Come here.

What's that? Go that way.

There you go.

Pay or perform?

Excuse me. Here, just pick a song. Pick a song and I'll set you up.

I need at least one more of these.

Woo!

Hurt me!

Huh?

Not my glasses.

Yeah. Just kidding.

I know this one.

Good choice. What's your name?

Kate. Kate. Great.

Come on. Come on up here.

Oh, we go, we go. Okay.

Okay, that's enough of me now, right?

Okay, we got a newcomer.

Kate.

He was snoring away. I was just watching the news.

Everything okay?

What's wrong?

Nothing. I just, um... I just really needed to talk to you and, uh...

I couldn't wait until tomorrow.

Okay.

All right, well, come on in. Can I get you something to drink?

Some tea or some water or something?

No, I'm fine. Maybe just a towel.

Okay.

What do you want to talk about?

In AA, I'm working on the ninth step.

Making amends.

Telling those people that I've hurt that I'm sorry.

Part of the program, it's just something I really have to do.

Okay.

Meg.

That day in the alley.

I was at the bar.

I did take a drink.

And I couldn't tell you.

Why not?

Because you're my best friend.

And I thought if I told you, that I'd lose you.

alone but uh i also know that you were sick

i'm glad you're saying

this jenny i'm so happy that you're you know that you're telling me this and i'm

just thankful that you think enough of me to know that i forgive you