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20 minutes. This is ridiculous.

Can't make Ben late to school.

Really? The law -abiding citizens of San
Francisco understand that fear of the

crime fighters, Magda.

And you have not had their morning
locked in. Yeah, really? I do not.

Magda!

What are you doing here?

Looking for you, Lott.

Let me talk.

Jim, can you give me a minute, please?

What the hell do you want?

Let me tell you, finding you was not
easy. I tracked you down to people we

to know.

I couldn't believe it when they told me
you became a cop.

Oh, Maggie. Don't call me that.

Is that Ben?

Listen to me.

I want you to leave right now, okay?

Not until we talk. Not here.

Where? When? I don't know.

All right, I'm playing at the Blue Gate.

I'll be there for a couple of weeks.

Will you call me there?

All right, I'll call you.

Just go.

Ben?

Come on, puppy. We gotta go.

Let's go.

But I want more chocolate!

Sweetie, there's no time. Mom, come on!

You said... Actually, we're all right.

I have to get out of here now. Mom, you
promised.

Benjamin. You promised.

All right, hold this for me, Jimmy.

Excuse me, SFPD, please move aside. I'm
sorry, police business. Sorry.

Can I have a hot chocolate, please,
right away?

Police business, my ass. Excuse me, sir.

Is your license and order here?

Whatever you want.

I'm out.

Not necessary. Thank you very much.

Sorry, everybody.

Gabriel Pereira, best father.

It's definitely your wife's, Mr.
Glenmore.

I don't understand. Her car was just
left there on the street?

Well, as soon as the lab is done, you
can pick it out. Lab?

Why? Why? Was there some sort of... No,
no, no. We just want to run some tests

to be sure.

Kathy had no reason to be across the bay
in Emory, though.

So you had no contact with her since you
filed the missing persons report two

days ago? None.

Hi. Hi, sweetie.

Hi. Hi. This is Danielle.

Hi, Danielle. How old are you?

Wow.

What a good girl.

So, what happens now?

We keep looking. The first few people
told me I had to wait 24 hours.

Look, my wife and I divide our time
between running the store and raising

daughter.

Kathy is on the parents' committee at
Danielle's preschool. Twice a week, she

volunteers at a rescue mission downtown.

She took nothing with her. She did not
run off with some other man. And she is

not mentally unstable.

Something happened.

We do understand your concern, Mr.
Glenmark, and we're going to try to do

everything we can to find her.

Do you have a recent photo, maybe?

Yes.

Morning. Morning.

Thanks.

You all right?

Yeah.

Perez is coming in. He says he's got
something new on the case. Yeah, I

I'll be in in a minute.

Okay. See you in there.

Hers, his, the kid's friends, lots of
those. That's it.

No blood. The car was running fine.

You think Glenn marks a suspect here?

I don't think so. No.

Think of badly for his daughter.

Sometimes people just run away.

Hey. Hey. Hi.

You gonna call him?

No. Man, come on. You knew this day was
coming.

I think you know you have to.

After eight years, he just shows up
without a warning. I don't have to do a

thing, Jenny.

And what about Ben? What about Ben?

What am I supposed to tell him? Ben,
this is Gabriel, the man that

me and then wanted me to abort you.

And then left?

Come on.

Okay, look. Yeah, you had a shock.

But I really think you need to deal with
this situation.

Now, if you need to go, I can handle
this. No, I need to work.

Except...

We'll be right down.

Our friend Monty, a .k .a. Simon the
Snitch, was in a local bar at 4 .30 in

afternoon Dick was murdered, getting
roaring drunk and mouthing off about how

you can't trust cops and how the only
good cop is a dead cop.

What are you so cheerful about, Frank?

Well, because your partner was murdered
eight months ago and the case is finally

coming together.

There's nothing to celebrate here.

Look, I just... Forget it.

Couldn't trust the cop to what?

I don't know yet.

We do know that Monty made a habit of
selling out his rivals within the mob to

Dick. He climbed the ladder in the
organization and we paid him for it.

the downside was if they found out he
was working with the cops, would have

wound up buried in a dozen pieces. Are
you saying that he used Dick? They used

each other.

I would have done the same thing.

I'm not sure I would have sanctioned it.

Assuming Dick knew. He had to know.

Why would Monty kill his meal ticket?

He's getting nervous about the
relationship.

That is all speculation.

I want to threaten Monty with exposure.
Tell him we'll put this info on the

street if he doesn't cooperate.

I figure he'd rather take his chances
with us than with his mob buddies.

We won't take a plea from a cop killer.

Understood.

The motel register shows this room as
being empty.

How'd Kathy Glenmark end up inside?

Look, I really need this job.

And?

He... He offered me cash for the room,
you know.

Tell us about the guy.

Ran out of here this morning.

Did he kill her?

How much cash?

Fifty. Hey, which what? You figured you
split with the maid?

Owner never knows the difference?

I don't do it all the time. He wanted
some privacy.

Well, we're going to need a description
of the guy. Sure thing.

And the fifty.

Go ahead.

Make sure they're numbered.

I still think this is a bad idea. I told
you you didn't have to come.

Go get a cup of coffee or something. You
don't have to know anything about this.

You can uncuff him.

My authority.

You lied to us, Monty.

You weren't in Reno the night that Tick
was killed.

Where were you?

Fishing. By myself.

You're going to have to do a hell of a
lot better than that.

I didn't kill Dick. I don't need an
alibi.

Hell, I like the guy.

He was always straight with me.

You told Inspector Perez that you hadn't
seen Dick for weeks.

That's right.

You know we found your prints in his
car.

Who knows how long they could have been
there.

Our regular car was in for service.

The car that you left your prints in was
checked out to Dick the day that he

died.

You were there on the day in question,
Monique.

Your lies keep adding up. This is just
not looking good.

See, Dee, this is crazy.

You gotta help me.

When was the last time you saw Dick?

That afternoon.

What time?

Lunchtime, around one, two o 'clock.

And what was it about?

We were working a deal.

You're gonna have to be more specific.

If I tell you I'm dead. Deliberate
murder of a police officer, you're dead

either way, Monty.

Stress? A convenient description to
embrace a combination of factors. You've

high concentrations of amphetamines with
over -the -counter diet pills coupled

with extreme physical exhaustion and a
congenital heart murmur. I mean, do the

math. You've got a cardiovascular system
that's simply collapsed.

Her heart stopped.

Could she have been revived?

Well, with CPR, it's possible if there
was someone else there, which I assume

was the case, since she had sex shortly
before she died.

Uh -huh. Did you collect the semen
sample?

My mission in life. Oh, wait a minute.

She was missing for three days. Could
she have been awake the entire time? Oh,

very likely.

What are the chances this was a murder?

Murder? That's hard to tell.

I mean, someone could have fed her the
drugs.

If it was an accident or suicide, my
medicine alone can't make the

Combination of factors.

Exactly.

So what now?

Hey, Stephen, how are you?

Well, Monty can account for his
whereabouts until 6 p .m. the night of

murder.

He can account for all that. He's only
willing to go at part six. So we'll

investigate.

And what if we end up proving it was
Monty?

That's better.

What? You don't think that's going to
happen. You totally believe Monty

What makes you say that?

Because usually when we question the
suspect, we find out what they know, not

tell them what we know. It all comes
down to the same thing.

No. It was a mistake.

A mistake you would never make.

That's all she had on her?

Four dollars in chain?

That's all we've found.

Is there anything else that might seem
unusual or out of place?

Her watch.

Her watch. It's not here. She always
wore it.

Okay, what kind?

An Omega with diamond.

She loved that watch.

Would you have an estimated value?

A couple of thousand.

Who was the man?

We don't know yet.

You know what? It can't be right.

Not Kathy. She would never jeopardize
her family.

Well, why don't you just look through
everything carefully?

What are these?

Poker chips from a place called the
Bonanza Club.

Is your wife a gambler?

Magda! Hey.

Hi.

I couldn't wait.

You said you'd call.

You used to keep your promises?

What do you know about promises?

All right, I suppose that's fair. Yeah.

You know what? I'm just going to take
this. No, Gin.

Say, this is my partner. Anything you
say to me, you can say in front of her.

That was my son, Ben, this morning. No,
that was my son.

Come on. He must know he has a father.
No, he doesn't have a father. You

of that.

Remember?

Now, what do you want?

I want to meet him.

That's all I ask.

Oh, come on. You have to give me that. I
don't have to give you a damn thing.

Come on, Ginny.

You get exactly what you gain. Nothing.

No,

that doesn't mean she wasn't here. We go
seven days a week, 20 hours a day.

Generally full up. The managers divide
up three shifts a day.

Usually five managers a shift.

What about your surveillance?

It's Vegas -level surveillance.

But that's a lot of videotape
inspectors.

Better than knitting booties for her
grandkids or watching game shows.

She's probably playing on her disability
channel. We provide our clients with a

safe, clean environment, good,
inexpensive food.

Companionship? That too.

A lot of the people here, it's less
about winning and losing and more about

something to do. It's a hobby.

A sport.

Yeah, except the house always wins.

It's a business, not a social club.

You know, you may want to talk to some
of the diehard regulars. They probably

know more about what's going on here
than I do.

Hey, how'd you do?

Pretty much even.

Long night, huh?

I know.

Who are you?

Inspector Eckstead. This is Inspector
Ramirez.

We're here talking to people, actually
trying to find out anything we can about

this woman.

I've seen her.

Did she do something wrong or? She died.

Oh, my God.

Do you remember the last time you saw
her?

Um.

Two nights ago, here.

You sure?

Yeah, she was playing the high stakes
game.

You too?

Me?

No, no, I never get into that.

No, but I remember because she was
really hot. She was winning big. And I

playing nearby, watching.

And then she must have gone cold because
later I heard her trying to cash a

check. But then when she couldn't, she
left.

With someone?

A man?

I didn't notice.

Had you ever seen her here before?

Yeah, for the last month or two.

Look, I'm sorry, but I've really got to
go to work.

Don't you need to get some sleep?

Oh, no. I'm used to it.

Besides, I get my second wind.

Always do.

And what time was that?

You're positive.

Great. Thank you so much. You've been
very helpful.

What's up?

Monty sent his employees home early from
the print shop and locked up himself.

Which is highly unusual. Maybe there was
something there he didn't want them to

see. The liquor store owner down the
block said he saw a car pick Monty up in

front of the store around 6 .30.

Get a description?

It was a black or dark blue Lincoln.

CD?

Angela? Now!

Perez got nowhere with her suspect.

Monty Baldwin seems to think he doesn't
have to say anything because the two of

you will get him out of this. Now,
where'd he get that idea?

I went to see him.

I was there, too.

It was my idea. I thought I could get
him to trust me. You gave me your word

you'd stay at arm's length.

You're off this case as of now. Wait a
minute. You cannot do this. Turn over

your notes to Inspector Perez.

I assume you have notes. Yes, Captain. I
do not believe that Monty killed my

partner. That's all.

How'd you let her talk into this? I
thought you had more sense. I thought

both did.

Are

you

crazy?

I am not going to stand by and let an
innocent man take the fall for Dick's

death. Oh, really? So you just tossed
your career aside?

If necessary.

Would you?

If I let them pin this on Monty, then
Dick's killer goes free.

Ever since this case heated up, ever
since they recovered Dick's gun, I've

watching you.

And first I blamed it on emotional
strain, but you know what? Now I'm not

sure. I don't even know what you're
talking about. You're lying to me. About

what? I'm not so sure what the truth is,
but something here just isn't right.

This is none of your damn business. Oh,
yes, it is my damn business.

I'm your partner.

And we've worked too hard and come too
far. You don't know the first thing

hard. Oh, really?

You've already lost one part in a CD.
You want to go for two.

Let me just fast forward.

You okay?

Yeah. Why shouldn't I be?

Maybe you're still thinking about your
ex.

He's not my ex. I never really was.

You know, too stupid to realize it.

I can't correct it. Mm -hmm.

He has no right to come back into my
life after all this time.

Absolutely. Mm -hmm. Except now he has.

And I don't think he should let this
opportunity go by.

What's that supposed to mean?

Meg, this isn't about Gabriel. This
isn't about you.

It's about Ben.

Exactly.

I built a stable environment for my son,
not him.

Now he comes back making demands? I
don't think so.

But you know what, Jen? It is about me.

For years, I thought Gabriel was going
to come crawling back on his knees,

begging me to forgive him.

Crawling? Yeah.

Not now. He's dead to me now. Oh, yeah,
that's right. You never think about him.

No, I don't. I'm sorry.

I just think in a lot of ways, your life
stopped when Gabriel left.

Take this opportunity to put an end to
it, one way or the other.

Bend at the third chance to know your
father.

Oh, there.

Look.

That looks like the guy the motel clerk
described, right? Yeah. Let's get it in

hand. Yep.

So, okay, she left the Bonanza Club 2
.30 Tuesday morning.

And she wasn't alone.

She still had her watch.

48 hours later, she winds up dead in a
motel room.

How'd she get there?

And what did she do in between?

He knows.

Oh, Mr. Glomark.

Come, take a seat.

Thanks for coming in.

Sure you can do this?

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you know this man?

No.

No, he's a stranger.

Mr. Glenmark, we learned that your wife
was a frequent customer of a poker club,

playing for high stakes.

Now, you said she didn't gamble. I was
wrong.

I was wrong about everything.

Kathy kept all the books and all the
financial records for our business.

It's gone.

Retirement, savings, Danielle's college
fund.

All of it.

She borrowed against the house and she
borrowed against the business.

To pay off credit cards.

I don't even know if she had most of
those cards.

I thought I knew her.

Sorry, boys.

No other way out that I could see.

Kiss faith in the kids for me.

This has nothing to do with you or them.

We had some good times, didn't we?

Don't ask why.

Benjamin?

The bathroom sink's broken.

Grandma's fixing it, and I'm helping.
Yes, you are, puppy.

Come here.

What kind of music is that?

It's called jazz.

It's weird.

Takes a little getting used to.

It doesn't have words.

Well, it's supposed to. It just wasn't
finished.

What's it called?

Maggie?

Come on, let's call Grandma.

No, no.

What's this?

Something I should have showed you a
long time ago.

No, careful, careful. It's evidence.

It's got my fingerprints on it.

It's the note that Dick wrote before he
killed himself.

I knew that I would find it.

I'm Monty's alibi.

And I'm sorry that I lied to you.

I lied to a lot of people.

I look as bad as I feel.

I wonder why.

I'm sorry about that.

How dare you put this in my lap and then
walk away. That's your idea of being

honest with your partner.

Did you call the captain and report me
yet? No, I didn't, but I should. I

do it right then. Go ahead.

I need to know why you did this. I need
a reason. Does it matter?

Yes, it matters to me.

I told myself that I did it for Dick and
his reputation.

And for Faith and the kids and the
pension.

You know, to make things a little bit
easier on them.

The truth is I did it for myself.

You told me instead of the captain
because you wanted my help.

You expect me to pull your ashes out of
the fire.

Can you?

Monty's innocent.

That's a known fact.

And I think two better than average cops
can prove a known fact.

What do you have in mind?

Scare the hell out of a snitch.

And this?

I don't know yet.

Don't rush me.

Jenny?

Yes.

Magda. Hi. Hi. I'm Steve.

We like first names around here.

You spoke to our captain, huh?

Kate sent me a fair amount of business
over the years.

She told me you guys have temporarily
hit a wall in this investigation.

Yeah, so we were hoping maybe you could
help us kind of understand what Kathy

Glenmark might have been thinking.

Well, I took a look at the file Kate
thanks over.

And the deceased sounds like an action
player.

This is raring, women.

Big risk equals big thrills.

Most women are escape gamblers. They'd
rather sit back and play than cope with

problems in their lives.

I'm a psychologist, but I'm also a
gambler.

Recovery.

An addicted personality is an accident
waiting to happen. It can come on hard,

fast. She had a family, her own
business. I had a family.

The lucky ones still do.

So what do you think was going on in
those last three days?

Let's call it what it is.

A binge.

Not unlike alcohol or dope.

Look, I don't know if you know it, but
suicide among addicted gamblers is

than alcohol or drug abuses.

So you think maybe she contributed to
her own death?

It could go something like this.

The victim was losing big.

Her resources were exhausted.

But in her mind, she thought all she
needed... was one more chance to buy

into the game. Then she'd recoup and
more. She could feel that rush already.

One more chance.

Stay awake.

Find a way to buy back into the game.

That's how you find yourself in a motel
room with a stranger and $4 in your

purse. Yeah.

Thank you.

This place hasn't changed much.

Neither have you.

Oh, you're wrong. I'm a very different
person now, thank God.

Can I get you something?

No, I'm not staying long.

You want to talk to me? Here I am.

Okay.

I'm a different person, too.

I live in New York.

Well, at least that's been my home base
for the past couple of years.

I play the piano.

I make a living.

I don't move around as much as I used
to.

How about you?

Huh? What's your life like?

Look.

There isn't anything you can say to me I
haven't said to myself.

Oh, I doubt that. I never lied to you.

You knew what my plans were.

You never lied to me?

You lied to me every time you told me
you loved me. You didn't love me. You

loved your music. And anything that came
in the way of that, any kind of

commitment or relationship or child, you
avoided at all costs, Gabriel.

I was young and stupid. You were a
coward. Like I said, anything you say to

I've already said to myself already. You
know, why do you want to meet my son,

Gabriel? Why now? Because I need to see
what I missed.

Because you need to see what you've
missed.

You are so damn selfish, you know that?

Oh, please.

I did love you, no matter what you
think.

Yeah.

I'm here to talk about my son, Gabriel,
not us.

Ben is curious about you, but I am not
going to let you come into his life and

then decide you have to go.

Fine.

Your terms, your conditions, however you
want it.

Please.

I will not lift a finger to help you
unless you help me. You have 30 seconds

decide. You've got no friends, Monty. A
cop killer and a snitch. What do you

think your chances are?

Someone's going to take the fall for
Dick's death.

Why not you?

Where were you the night Dick was
killed?

I need protection.

Just tell us what you got.

We're reasonable people.

You were told to stay away from the
suspect.

What? You think nobody can do this but
you? You had months.

You came up with nothing. I found Monty,
all right? He's mine.

He is innocent.

You got something?

Yes, Captain.

Let's hear it.

Have you ever heard of a man named
Anthony Gellis?

A known mob assassin.

Wanted for multiple homicides in
Florida.

Now, Monty's connection to the mob is as
a forger. Phony documents, IDs, you

name it.

Gellis. was forced to flee the country
in order to avoid arrest, but the mob

wanted to bring him back so he could
practice his specialty, cold -blooded

executions. Enter Anthony Valermo, new
resident of North Beach.

The night that Dick died, Monty was
picking Valermo Gellis up from a ship

at the port.

Bringing him a new identity?

Yes. Monty met with Dick the morning of
to discuss bailing Gellis out. For

really big money, $100 ,000.

Which I wouldn't have been able to
authorize without knowing Monty's true

identity. Which is why Dick said no to
the offer.

Monty is terrified of Gellis, and
rightfully so.

Gellis is Monty's alibi. But he can't
use him. He can't even mention his name

without earning a bullet to the back of
the head.

You got him to talk.

How? Charm.

Something you know nothing about.

Eat my shirt. Knock it off.

What kind of a deal did you talk about
with Monty?

Immunity from prosecution on the
forgeries and the aiding and abetting in

exchange for information leading to.

Not testimony at trial?

No, they're going to extradite Gellis to
Florida on those murders. Those are

death penalty cases.

Not bad.

DA could go for it.

It would be your bust, since we are
officially off the case.

I'll check it out.

You disobeyed a direct order.

Yes, I did.

For good reason, and with good results.

Why does everybody always count on my
better nature?

I'd rather be known as a hard -ass.

You are.

I was a hard -ass and have your badges.

Get out of here.

I have seen him occasionally, but I
don't have a name.

She's always here.

She's a wet one.

Excuse me?

So hooked into the game, they sometimes
don't take the time to get up and pee.

Oh, funny. Very clever. Sarah?

Sarah.

Hey, we're going to need a moment of
your time.

Um, can it wait? Because I'm kind of in
the middle. You know what? You can come

back as soon as we're done, okay? Deal
her out.

Step over here.

All right.

I told you everything I know. I mean, I
don't... Well, we just have some

questions for you. We need some help.

Okay?

Sarah, where would you go?

If you had lost all your money, I mean
all of it, and you were desperate to get

it back and you would do anything to
keep playing, is there some place where

could pawn something, borrow some money?

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

Sarah, the woman who died had a little
girl.

When she grows up, she's going to want
to know what happened to her mother, and

we're trying to find that out.

I have two kids, you know, a boy and a
girl.

9 and 11.

They're living with my husband now.

Then help us.

Can you keep my name out of this?

Mm -hmm.

Sometimes the police pay for
information, right?

If the information is good enough.

This is good.

There's one place near here.

Not legal.

She was in a bad way. All I wanted to do
was help her out.

Was she still alive when you fled the
motel room? Wait a minute, please.

Listen, I only asked because if the
drugs you gave her contributed to her

some hotshot prosecutor might decide to
charge you with manslaughter. She was

still sleeping when I left.

Okay, look, we know you gave her the
drugs.

We know you were with her because we
have the ID from the motel clerk and

semen in the bed.

Why don't you just tell us what
happened?

I'm sure you didn't mean for anything to
happen to her. No.

My God, no.

All right.

I met her at the Bonanza.

She was tapped out.

She said she had some jewelry she wanted
to sell, but she'd been up for a couple

nights doing diet pills. So she begged
me to help her out with some uppers.

Her idea.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

Anyway, she tapped out again, and...

She's asking to borrow money and says we
could go somewhere.

How much money?

A couple hundred.

Look, I'm a single guy.

I liked her.

She was no whore. Not until you made her
one.

You have the right to remain silent. Oh,
what else are you charging me with?

Come on.

Possession of narcotics with intent to
distribute, solicitation of

reckless endangerment, for starters.

Do you understand you gave her drugs and
she died? She did it to herself!

I was just there.

Yeah, okay. See, we might want to
believe your good intentions there,

except for one thing. What?

The $200.

Found nowhere in the motel room.

You stole $200 from a woman that was
dead or dying.

And then you ran.

Very bad dude, if I say so myself.

I'll be right in.

Good work, Frank.

Yeah. Went down smooth.

He was armed.

Knows what he's been up to.

Maybe we'll take a crack at him here
before we send him back to Florida to

some murder charges.

Glad we could be of help.

All right, we're even.

You can square with the captain.

So, Gellis supports Monty's alibi?

That's all he could rant about, how he
paid Monty for an I .D. and got ratted

out in the fed. Once a snitch, always a
snitch. Monty always played square with

Dick. That's why you were sure he wasn't
involved in Dick's murder.

I had a feeling.

Well, we'll see that he's released.

He's going to need protection.

As promised.

You realize, of course, that this leaves
us nowhere. We've got no leads. We've

wasted months chasing a suspect that
didn't pan out.

Does it bother you at all?

I'm not okay with it. Of course it
bothers me. Not as much as charging the

guy. Or gal.

It's possible.

Sure.

Anyone could have done it.

You could have done it.

You think I killed my partner?

I think you're not telling me
everything.

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

You know, I knew Dick before you did.

I knew him when he was a rookie.

I handed him his first star.

You're not the only one feeling this.

It's so terrible and sad to take
advantage of her like that.

Well, I'm glad you can see that.

What are you talking about?

You think you need help, Sarah.

Come on, not like her.

Could you walk out of here right now and
never come back?

This is my life.

Sarah, you know, you said you have kids.

How sad would it be if they found out
that their mother wound up dead in a

hotel? You don't have the right to say
that to me. You know, it's traps go.

is not that ugly, but it's still a trap,
Sarah.

These people understand what you're
going through.

There's a meeting tonight.

Why do you people care what happens to
me?

Everybody deserves a chance to be
forgiven, don't you think?

Seven o 'clock.

Why don't you go home and get some rest?

So what now?

Mike, go on.

You know that by not turning me in and
to know that you're also guilty of

obstruction. Save it, okay?

Despite everything and this whole sorry
mess and the fact that I...

Now you will have to live with this the
rest of your life.

Give me a chance to do this all again.

Thanks for sharing.

You know, Stevie, you're as hard on your
live partners as you are on your dead

ones.

No one said this travel would be easy.

Ain't that the truth?

That was when it hit me. I was like,
this guy, he said, I

lost like $100 ,000.