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Cut the crap. You didn't follow anyone
anywhere.

Inspector Washington made a call.

Ten minutes later, in defiance of a
direct order to remain at your desk, you

were across town at the marina, Guinness
record time.

Not hard to interpret that as a certain
eagerness to want to confront the man

who killed your brother.

Ray Sanchez was armed and dangerous.

Inspector Washington was alone. I think
eager is what you want in a situation

like that. So without anger or the
slightest thought of revenge,

You rushed to your fellow inspector's
aid.

That's right.

Sanchez would have had no problem adding
another dead cop to his body count. So

officer safety was your primary concern?

What was your touch of concern for
officer safety when you dragged

Washington onto that boat?

What was your rush?

You didn't even call for backup.

We weren't sure that Sanchez was there.

We were acting on a tip.

Below me.

Look, I'll tell you what happened.

You didn't call for backup because you
wanted to be alone with him.

You wanted to minimize the number of
witnesses down to one.

So when you finally took Sanchez out,
all you had to worry about was

Sanchez refused to drop his weapon.

It was a good shoot.

According to Inspector Washington's
report, he lowered his gun.

That's a long way from dropping it. Did
you make an attempt to talk him down?

I could have sang him a damn lullaby.

Ray Sanchez was looking at five
consecutive life sentences or the death

He wasn't about to surrender.

He was playing with us.

He waited for his moment. He saw it and
took it.

I had no choice.

You better hope Inspector Washington
supports you on that 100%. Otherwise,

you're looking at a charge of homicide.

What do you got for us, Doc?

Victim is Wesley Jordan, according to
his hotel registration, in from Omaha.

Cause of death, gunshot wounds.

Best I can tell with all this carnage,
one to the heart, one to the groin.

I wonder which one came first.

No, same as same. Yep, classic case of
coming and going.

You got a time of death?

I'm estimating around 5 p .m., cocktail
hour.

Housekeep even found him this morning.

Any sign of a weapon? Nope.

Hotel parking ticket. Must have run out
of car. I'll get it to over processing.

Was he married?

Yep. Must have slipped his mind.

What are you saying? Is it a cautionary
tale for all those married men out

there, Dolores? Well, let me put it this
way.

If Mr. Jordan here had stuck to dominoes
or bird watching or whatever nice

people in Omaha do when they're getting
down, he'd still be alive.

Yeah, well, dead or alive, he wouldn't
be in Omaha. According to this driver's

license, he's local.

My guess is the closest he's been to
Omaha is the steak he ate at Morton's

other night.

Jenny.

Hey, won't you come back?

Perfect.

You know, left him squabbling over what
medal to give me. Me, I could care less.

What happened?

They're talking about criminal charges.

What?

Homicide. Oh, please.

They're never going to make that thick.

You know what? If they want to bring
charges, fine.

Let them.

I got nothing to hide.

Hi, you got your schedule yet? Yeah,
high moon tomorrow.

I bet you could use some insight, some
pearls of wisdom, huh?

Yeah, that would help.

I got nothing.

Sorry. How about I go downstairs and see
if anybody knew who Jordan was partying

with?

We'll have to have a little more of this
fantastic spread.

Compliments of the hotel.

Hi, I'm Lynn Dart. I'm the manager here.
Inspector Nate Bastos, my partner in

Inspector Washington.

Hi. How are you doing?

I want you to know that our entire staff
is devastated by what happened here.

Please feel free to question anyone. I
guarantee our full cooperation.

Anything you need.

Why don't we start with your security
system?

Good idea.

You can screen the tapes in my office.

Brandon was right.

The Yamaha dress that Jordan gave at the
hotels of phony. The street doesn't

even exist.

He lives in the city with his wife.

Any idea who he was with?

Before you jump to any conclusions,
factor this in.

Wes Jordan was the subject of an arson
investigation. Do you remember the St.

James fire?

That beautiful Art Degel building?

Yeah, he owned it.

He stood to gain a fortune on the
insurance.

Why don't you two follow up on that? And
Stacy, take a walk down to Arson and

get me the file.

I have to take care of notifying
Jordan's wife.

Nothing does loving like something from
the oven.

Gabe.

What are you doing?

Kissing my wife, Inspector.

You got a problem with that, my
beautiful wife?

Because I can give you pretty good
reasons that I'm deserving of that kiss.

yeah? Start talking.

I picked up the cleaning.

I did the grocery shopping for the week.

All right.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Why?

Something's got to be wrong when a guy
wants to make his wife happy?

You didn't call the counselor, did you?

You're pretty good at this detective
stuff, huh? Yeah.

Hey.

Inspector, does this look like a couple
in need of marriage counseling?

Not at the moment, Gabe, but if it was
always like this, I would not have

suggested it. It will always be like
this.

I thought you said you want to make me
happy.

It's my top priority.

Then call the counselor, Gabe. That
would make me really happy.

Then a phone call at this.

Captain, you in here?

Depends on who's asking.

Couldn't have waited.

Sorry to bother you.

Still have time to reconsider.

This case is so unbelievably
interesting.

I'm so glad you feel that way. You were
right.

Wes Jordan was under investigation for
arson.

Was there any doubt? Along with his
partner, James Creed.

I think that they did it, Captain.

The fire started on three separate
floors at the same time. Okay, there

any trace of accelerant, but they could
have used either alcohol. That just

evaporates. Those two spent a fortune on
restoring the St. James.

Big ceremony and everything.

And then the economy tanks, and they
can't give away office space. I mean,

were in big trouble.

And you got all this from the trial?

Well, I guess I asked a couple
questions.

They are sick about this down in Arson.
They are just as convinced as I am that

this fire was no accident.

And that Creed or Jordan or Jordan or...

Just Creed, because considering Jordan's
dad was behind this.

I'm thinking that we should take a
really good hard look at this guy,

That's your recommendation?

Absolutely.

Mr. Jordan was a first -time guest here.
He was booked for two nights.

His platinum card went straight through.
There was no reason to check his

address. How many of these did all these
phone records?

There's not much here. He must have used
his cell phone.

Man, what some guys will do to get a
little, huh?

You can't imagine.

I could tell you stories.

Well, I'm all ears.

Well, no one in the hotel recognizes
Creed.

Forget Creed. We got something better.
Come over here and take a look at this.

Hold that tape, Lynn.

Oh, well, that's definitely not Creed.

Well, that's definitely West Jordan.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I'll never forget this one.

She pulled up in this yellow cab, right?
I mean, I've seen a lot of handspeck.

You know, I don't want to offend you in
any way, so can he and I have a word?

I assure you, I've heard it all.

I'm a late man.

I thought I got a problem with any other
body part, but it is a laser getting me

going, you know? That woman was
always... She just knew how to work

get to picture Mr.

O 'Hara, don't you? Yeah, yeah.

That was just the beginning.

She wasn't wearing any underwear.

She blasted. Sharon Stone's got nothing
on her. Made my day, man. Gave me a

repeat performance on the way out just
before I knocked out. What time was

Like around 5 o 'clock.

You think she was a pro?

Man, she sure advertised it. Have you
ever seen her before?

No, but I wouldn't mind seeing her
again.

All right, man. Thanks for your time.
Anytime.

So what, you think Jordan balked at her
price?

Tried to sift her so she'd sue them?

No. Heart and groin? No, I think we got
ourselves a woman with some serious

issues that may not end here.

You're making yourself crazy.

God, I'm driving myself nuts.

And look, you know I don't want to do
nothing to her, Jenny. Then don't.

Not that simple, man. Dana, what are you
saying?

I could go in that room right now and
swear that that should be justified, and

wasn't even there.

Because if Jenny says it was a good
shoot, then it was a good shoot.

That man had a gun in his hand and you
told him to drop it. Am I wrong?

No, you're right. He refused.

Well, end of story.

But Magda, it could have been different.

Yeah, you could have been dead, Raina.

And Ginny, too.

Sanchez got exactly what he asked for.

Let me tell you, that woman has saved my
life more times than I can admit.

And you want a partner who's not afraid
to use a gun.

And you had one this time.

Consider yourself lucky.

You know, Ginny's been from hell and
back trying to get her life together

Don't take that away from her, please.

I know that you're going to go in there
and you're going to do the right thing.

All the way over here, I tried to
convince myself that you were wrong.

That Wes was still in L .A., just the
way you told me.

Oh, why did I believe him?

I knew that something was wrong.

We know he was under investigation.

He was innocent.

He had nothing to do with that fire.

I wasn't accusing him. If he was
responsible, why did he buy a gun?

He took it with him everywhere.

He was scared.

Of what?

I don't know.

His partner?

I don't know.

I tried to talk with him, and he would
just say, stop worrying, I have

everything under control.

What am I going to do?

He took care of everything.

Oh, God, I miss him already.

Mrs. Jordan, do you know this woman?

Who is she? Does she have something to
do with this?

She may have been the last person to see
her husband alive.

Oh.

You said you found him dead in a hotel
room.

Was he with her?

If there was any way I could have
avoided this.

So... He was with her.

I'm sorry.

Where's Nate?

Oh, with Raina.

He's on his way to Jake's Bistro. The
cabbie who dropped off our Miss Reuben

the hotel said that that's where he
picked her up. The ballistic report is

your desk.

Jordan was killed with a 9mm.

Well, his wife said that he carried a
gun, so let's see what you can find out.

It was a 9mm.

He bought it two days after the fire. I
ran his name through a firearm system

and got a hit.

Ladies. I had no reason to kill my
partner.

Well, Mr. Creed, the building that you
and Jordan owned was hemorrhaging cash.

You were losing $10 ,000 a day. The fire
solved all that.

Your own people gave that fire a clean
bill of health.

No, our people couldn't make the case
against the two of you. There's a big

difference. I have lots of investments.

You filed for bankruptcy.

I filed for reorganization.

That makes me a murderer?

Your staff said that you and Jordan had
some pretty heated arguments.

The ship was thinking. That doesn't
bring out the best in people.

Yeah, well, it frightened your partner
enough to purchase a gun.

He what?

If anyone was panicked about money, it
was West.

I would have survived the loss whether
or not the insurance paid.

West would have gone under.

The St. James deal was a big reach for
him. If he was scared of something or

someone, it's news to me.

Did you ever see Jordan with this woman?

Never. Look.

The building and everything about it was
Wes's affair.

I was a strictly silent partner.

Right now, I'm just trying to play catch
-up. I don't know a thing about the

fire, the gun, or that woman.

I'm innocent all around.

Look, any file, any document you want,
it's yours.

My life is an open book.

That's the guy.

Miller, I'm Inspector Basso, San
Francisco Police. My partner, Inspector

Washington. May I join you?

As long as you don't mind if I start
eating.

Go right ahead.

I'd like to ask a few questions about a
woman you had lunch with yesterday.

She got a name?

Heidi. Just Heidi?

If there was a last name, she wasn't
sharing it.

She was quite the number.

She walked in here like she owned the
place and every man in it.

And she did.

She was something else.

The way she slid onto her bar stool.

The way she ordered to drink. It was
like there was a whole ritual going on.

Did she tell you anything about herself?

Yeah, she said she was a businesswoman.
I mean, a vice president of something.

Well, I told her I was interested in
buying whatever she was selling.

You're not going to arrest me for that,
are you?

She didn't happen to take you back to
her place, did she?

No, we never made it past the back
alley.

In fact, we...

Made it in the back alley. Lived out at
least ten of my fantasies, and I would

have given her a thousand bucks for
that, but she never asked for a dime.

Must have been my fatal charm.

Yeah. You're hers.

Excuse me.

I don't follow.

She's a suspect in a murder.

Last guy she made it with got sat in the
heart in the groin. You like lunch?

From the hotel.

Hits a couple clubs, ends up at this
place called Venus and Mars.

Downstairs, it's a nice restaurant, but
upstairs... What's going on upstairs?

What isn't going on upstairs?

Women with men, women with women, men
with... Yeah, I get the picture.

So the manager is reluctant to talk to
us, but he finally fesses up.

Heidi is a sporadic but long -time
customer.

She shows up for a couple days in a row,
then disappears for weeks. He hadn't

seen her in a while.

Well, whoever she is, she's a...

Busy gal.

One day you got Miller and West Jordan.
And another three at the club, all at

the same time.

Manager said it got a little rough, but
that's how Heidi wanted it. And all for

free. So obviously the prostitution
angle's all wrong. Yeah, because no one

knows we're at the escort services.

I mean, I even checked the massage
parlors.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking we're dealing with a woman
that likes it an awful lot.

A swinger. A sex addict.

Right. Five guys in just a few hours?

Sounds like a binge to me.

Let's hope she's not through with it and
she lands on Venus again.

Get someone in there.

Raina?

Close the door.

Look, I don't care what your compatriots
out there are.

telling you to say or not say to IA.

And you shouldn't either.

Just got to go in there and tell the
truth.

Captain, I don't know if I can do that.

Jenny's convinced that the shoot was
warranted.

What do you think?

I wasn't there.

Okay, well, I think I could have gotten
him to drop the gun.

I mean, she just kept pushing him. Well,
maybe you could have and maybe not.

There's no way to tell.

The man had a weapon.

And he was ready to use it.

Okay, so what do you think? I should go
in there and lie?

No.

But you can't indict someone on a
possibility.

Now, if you think that Ginny took the
life of a man unnecessarily and you

have done something to change the
outcome, then that's what you've got to

Hey. Hi. What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

Well, if I'd known you'd been waiting,
I'd have cut out hours ago.

I'm going to grab a shower.

Okay. You want to join me?

Did you call?

Call who?

The counselor.

One better?

I booked us tango lessons.

Picture of Magda.

Our bodies in perfect motion.

Close up and sweaty.

Believe it or not, my darling, that is
not the answer to everything.

Huh? No. That's too bad.

Because I got a great deal on ten
lessons.

Oh, Gabe.

I figure we can check it out right after
we see the counselor.

They're in the same building.

So you did call? Yes, I did call.

I understand that Jane Lance is busy,
but it would help if we could actually

talk to the agent who handled the
insurance on the St. James fire.

Yeah, absolutely.

You have to understand when you sell
insurance, you spend most of your time

in the field.

If you're behind your desk, you're not
doing your job.

Nobody does it better than Jane, queen
of the closers.

Million dollar clip since she started.

I'm good.

She's got the touch.

That's her?

Yep, that's Jane.

Heidi.

Jane Lance, 36, respected high -paid
insurance agent on the fast track.

Wife and mother.

Any records?

Yeah, she made an illegal left turn back
in 98.

How does a woman like that wind up at a
place like Venus and Mars?

Well, she's paying the price. Her
numbers this year have been in the

No million -dollar club for her.

She needed the St. James deal.

Is that when she met Jordan? Yeah, and
that was when everybody was making

Times were good. Nobody was thinking
fire.

I wonder if Jordan knows about her other
life.

You think he blackmailed her?

What if he threatened to expose her to
her employers?

All the sordid details. If she didn't
get them to pay up. Well, the insurance

agency hardly did an investigation on
the fire.

Blackmail, murder. Makes sense to me.

All we got to do now is find her.

Absolutely. I'm familiar with the thing,
James Spire, but West Jordan.

Jane's never mentioned that name that I
can remember.

And your wife's been in Chicago for the
weekend?

Or Cleveland. She's on the road so much,
you really need a playbook to keep it

all straight.

So you haven't spoken with your wife
since Monday?

Sunday or Monday.

Three days.

Yeah, I know that sounds unusual, but
it's normal for us.

Jane's under a lot of pressure to
produce, so when she's on the road, I

bother her, unless something comes up
with the girls.

And as you can see, everything's under
control in that department.

And when there is a problem?

Um, well, I call.

Um, she's really great about getting
back to me within 24 hours.

How about if she's in town?

What's that supposed to mean?

Mr. Lance, your wife has been in San
Francisco for at least the last three

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

I'm sorry, sir, but she never left the
city and I think you knew that.

West Jordan didn't mean anything to her.

None of them do.

She loves those little girls. She loves
me.

And I know that might be hard to
understand, but... You need to call your

Tell her to come home.

She just needs help.

Mr. Lance, she's in trouble, and we need
to clear this up.

How would she even get her hands on a
gun?

For God's sake, she wouldn't even know
how to use one.

Look, I'm not saying that Jane doesn't
have problems.

It's obvious she does.

But she could never kill anyone. I'd
stake my life on that.

I can only imagine how many times you
were wrong about her before.

Mr. Lance, call your wife.

Hey, Jenny.

Look, I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

Raina, you have nothing to be sorry for.

You know, just so we're perfectly clear,
I'm not looking for any favors on this.

I don't need any.

I stand by what I did.

You think otherwise, you tell him that.

Really.

I mean it.

What's this?

I did some research on sexual
addictions. I went over to sex crimes,

to behavioral sciences unit. I agree
with you, Captain. I think she's on a

Just like an alcoholic, just like a drug
addict.

It probably started when she was a kid.
You know, she was abused maybe sexually,

maybe physically, maybe both.

See you later, Kate.

Both.

And then there's all the shame that's
mixed up with it.

And the sex makes her feel better for
the moment. But then there's more shame,

so she has tried more sex.

then, you know, the shame gets
overwhelming and the sex gets out of

Stacy, is there anything in here that
would help us actually find her?

Well, not directly.

You were aware Inspector Extead was
specifically ordered to remain in her

Yeah. And you called her anyway?

Yeah. Knowing how she felt about Sanchez
and what was likely to happen if the

two of them got face to face?

Yeah. And you agreed with her decision
to board the boat?

No. No.

Okay, look, the boat wasn't going
anywhere.

And we didn't have a warrant.

But I wanted the call for backup.

And Inspector Exped disagreed?

So you went against your better
judgment?

Well, I couldn't let her go in there
alone.

It's a shame you didn't object more
strenuously.

Perhaps if you had, Ray Sanchez would
still be alive.

You don't know that. Come on, Inspector.
It's right here in your report.

He'd lowered his gun. He was on the
verge of giving up.

Yeah, but he wouldn't drop it. What did
I say, Dayton?

These are critical moments. What
happened?

This may not be as blatant an example of
policeman conduct as Rodney King.

And no one's crying their eyes out over
Ray Sanchez.

But if this shooting was premeditated
and provoked... Was it provoked?

It didn't matter. It didn't matter.

He refused to drop his gun.

M .E. found a fiber embedded in one of
Jordan's entry wounds.

Didn't exactly reek of perfume, but
there are definite traces of it. Crime

identified the fiber as silk acetate,
the kind and weight used to line women's

handbags.

The gun was fired from inside a purse.

That one?

Inspector Washington.

You're obligated to answer this and
every other question you're asked.

Did Inspector Extead provoke Ray
Sanchez? I don't know, okay? He wouldn't

his gun.

Now, I don't know what she said provoked
him. I don't know that.

All I know is he wouldn't drop his gun.

Now, look, I might have handled it
differently.

But if I was running this show, I might
not be here to tell you about it.

I wish we could have brought them in
alive.

But Inspector X said, put our lives
first.

She made the right choice.

You know, Don Fields can be a real son
of a bitch, but... I always thought that

Hallgate was a little more reasonable.

I just told the truth, Cap.

Now we wait.

Want to take your mind off it?

Yeah, what you got?

Well, I got this nagging feeling about
the theory that Jane...

Lance shot Wes Jordan to her purse.

Yeah, but that was your theory, Captain.

Yeah, only the purse part.

It just doesn't make sense to me.

If she was going to shoot Jordan with
his own gun, why didn't she just get out

of the bed, grab it, and shoot him?
Why'd she get in the trouble of putting

in her purse first?

Classic element of surprise.

She had him in his boxers on the bed.

He was surprised.

Purse or no purse.

No, it was Wes's wife.

Who said that he took the gun with him
everywhere.

Well, maybe he didn't have the gun.
Maybe he didn't bring the gun to the

Or maybe we're looking in the wrong
purse.

Hey, beautiful.

Who are you?

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about? I'm talking
about our appointment today with the

counselor.

There was a crisis at the club. I
couldn't get... Oh, that is crap, Gabe.

I'll call and reschedule tomorrow.

Reschedule for what? So you can leave me
hanging again?

Look, I'm sorry that I stood you up, but
please, call me dense, whatever, but

I'm just not getting what this whole
counselor thing is all about.

We have problems.

Problems? Yeah.

Okay, what kind of problems? I paid the
mortgage.

I paid off your car. What kind of
problems are we talking about here?

No, I won't forget it, Magda. Yeah, you
just don't understand. I don't

understand, right. So why don't you just
help me out here then, okay? Just

forget it. No, I won't forget it. Yeah,
why don't you forget it, all right? You

can be so damn clueless sometimes.

So give me a damn clue.

Look, I want this out on the table right
now, okay? I'm not having this

conversation again.

Oh, good. That'll be just great.

We had problems, all right, in the past.
But if you feel like you have to rehash

them one more time, come on then, Magda.
This is your time. Please, give me your

best shot.

I had an affair, all right?

I'm not going to deny I was with him.
There wouldn't be any point. We have you

on videotape.

So I slept with him. Is that a crime?

You're a suspect in a murder.

Does this nightmare ever end?

Do you have any idea what you've done to
my life, how screwed up it is now? If

your life is screwed up, you're going to
have to take at least partial

responsibility for it.

Tell me about Wes.

What about him?

What was his frame of mind the other
night? Was he nervous?

Are you kidding?

He was relieved.

He was about to get a big check.

He was celebrating.

All the trouble with the building was
finally over.

He wanted to party all week, and he
begged me to stay.

I didn't kill Wes.

I don't have a gun. I've never even
touched a gun.

Could have used his.

He had it with him. Dug it with him
everywhere.

I have been intimately involved with
that man for three months.

I'll spare you the details, but I
promise you, if he'd had a gun, I would

known it.

Well, you two were pretty close then,
huh?

He was great in bed.

That was it.

Really?

That's it, huh?

Gonna pay on the claim, now that he's
gone?

It's under review.

Did he pressure you to pay?

Threaten to expose you?

Wes Jordan was not blackmailing me.

He was in love with me.

He wanted to marry me.

He wanted to leave his wife for me.

Really?

What am I doing here?

I had nothing to do with this. I can't
believe that you think I did.

Bringing me here, searching my home.

Mrs. Jordan, did you follow your husband
to the hotel?

Absolutely not.

And you've never seen him with this
woman before?

No. I told you. And I promise you, if I
did, I wouldn't have killed him.

Why would I kill the one person who I
knew could get me out of this mess?

Because he got you into it.

And he told you he was going to leave
you.

For who?

Her?

Some prostitute?

Is that what she told you?

I promise you, I know nothing about
this.

She's lying.

What do you think?

I think they both had a damn good reason
to want to kill him.

I think they're both lying. Nope, just
one of them.

When I had Jordan's car towed in for
processing, they picked it up from valet

parking. The ticket I found in his room
is from the hotel self -parking

structure. It wasn't his.

Crime scene get any latent prints after?

Oh, yeah. We got a massive DMV.

He lied to us. That's ridiculous.

Your fingerprints are all over that
parking ticket.

I went to the hotel to confront Wes.

I wanted to meet the woman who was
ruining my life.

And that dropped out of your purse when
you went for the gun.

Wes didn't bring the gun into the room.
You did.

And you shot him.

He swore to me it was over, but...

When he said he was going to LA, I knew
he was lying.

I had the gun, but I didn't want to kill
him. I just wanted to talk with him. I

wanted him to see the mistake that he
was making.

She didn't love him.

He spent everything that we had on her.

He had me borrow from my parents.

I was living on air and he was with her
at the Bellevue.

free to leave.

That's it?

Well, it's in paperwork to take care of,
but then you can leave.

Fine. Where do I sign?

How do you do it, Jane?

How do you get up every morning and kiss
your husband and your kids goodbye?

I'm just trying to live my life.

Yeah, well, it's none of my business.

That's right.

It's not. But someday it might be.

A couple more minutes in that hotel room
and you might not be here now.

What about your kids then?

Yeah, well, I'm a hell of a role model.

You need help, Jane.

You think I haven't tried?

I got married. I had kids.

I really thought that would change me.

All the love around me.

Not even that worked.

It doesn't have to be this way.

Really?

People are so arrogant.

You all think you have the answer.

The cure.

You have no idea what this is like.

Nice try.

Good night.

Good night, Stace.

Am I coming on too strong? I mean, maybe
I crossed the line in the bathroom.

Hmm.

Are you having second thoughts about
hiring me? Because if you are, I can

it. I can take it. I'm just trying to be
helpful.

You're being helpful.

Good night, Stacey.

Good night.

Hey. What's going on?

Where are you going?

I told him, Jen,

about the affair.

What did he say?

I think he didn't say anything to me. He
just looked at me.

I'm really scared, Jen. I'm terrified.

I've never seen Gabe react that way
before.

What are you going to do?

I've got to pick Ben up and drop him off
at my mother's house.

And I'm going to go.

And I'm going to try to talk to him.

You know, it wasn't too long ago that
you told me that you were in this

relationship because of Ben.

You sure you want this marriage?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really want this marriage.

Then why did you tell him about the
affair?

I had to, Ginny. I had to.

I had to talk to Gabe. I had to tell him
that he thinks that because he's

bringing home some money and that he's
got a paycheck now that everything's

great.

All these gifts he's buying me, this new
car, that has nothing to do with the

basis of our problems.

I want a strong marriage.

I want something that's going to go the
whole way, you know. I want something

that's based on some...

honesty and some love.

I really do still love him, Jenny.

I really do.

Then you gotta tell him that.

I cleared you.

Good.

They should have.

What?

You don't think they should have?

It's not important what I think.

Off the record.

Do you think I lied?

Do you think I went there to kill him?

Look, Jenny, anywhere this conversation
goes is no good.

So, say goodnight, leave it at that.

Goodnight, Captain.

Gabe?

Gabe?

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