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Ow, my leg!

We're seconds away.
I can see the scene from here.

You sure about
the vic's identity?

Yep, triple-checked it.

Mac Taylor.

Two vics within a week
and a half with that

same name can't be
a coincidence.

Any idea where our Mac is?

Mac Taylor.

We've got another victim...

Second one this week...

Identified as Mac Taylor.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

What is it?

I'm his next target, Stella.

How do you know that, Mac?

Because he was just here.

♪ Out here in the fields ♪

♪ I fight for my meals ♪

♪ I get my back into my living ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪

See across the street there?

I didn't see a face,

just black shoes.

Something about it
struck me as odd.

He definitely went
through my wallet,

but nothing was missing.
Why would he take the risk?

Well, that's just it, Stella:
I'm here every morning

alone for at least an hour.

When those two came in,
he took off.

They see anything?

No, just someone walking away.

If this guy's plan
was to kill you,

we can assume he'll try again.

So far, the only thing you have

in common with our two prior
vics is your name.

Well, if that's how the killer's
choosing his targets,

we need to get to any other
Mac Taylors before he does.

♪ What's with all this ♪

♪ Doom and gloom? ♪

♪ You used to be such ♪

♪ Such a laugh ♪

♪ You get sadder ♪

♪ The smarter you get ♪

♪ And it's a bore ♪

♪ And there was a time
before we were born ♪

♪ When we stood in the garden ♪

♪ If this world won't last,
I'll turn you on ♪

♪ Well, I'm enough
for the both of us ♪

♪ The both of us ♪

♪ The both of us. ♪

Mac Taylor?

According to his driver's
license "MacAbee James

Taylor," but his business cards

building directory
and organ donor signature

all read "Mac Taylor, CPA."

Clenched hand.

Cadaveric spasm?

Yeah, he was definitely trying
to hold on to something.

There's bruising on
his face, which suggests
some kind of struggle.

This doesn't make any sense.

What?

The keys could not
have bounced this far.

I don't understand
how there can be

two points of impact.

See these pieces of plastic?

They're from the vic's keychain.

Obviously, it broke

when he fell to the floor.

But I found some here.

And then some
here near the body.

Well, what kind of distance
are we looking at?

15 feet?

Right, well, that's my point.

They don't look like they were

kicked or scattered.

I didn't find any
in between the two

points of impact;
it's like the keys fell twice.

The obvious question

is how does a keychain land here

and end up over there?

Obvious answer.

The killer picked them up
and moved them.

Yeah, but why?

Wait a minute.

That's got to be

what the vic was holding on to.

His attacker
grabbed the keychain,

took what he was after,

and left the rest behind.

MacArthur Taylor.

Mac Taylor victim #1.

Investment banker, activist,

chairman of the Art Center
Restoration Foundation.

He's been here over a week.

No one's come to claim the body.

We can't seem to find
any family members.

Unsolved murder,

COD exsanguination
from a gunshot wound.

Good memory.

And GSR I collected

from around the injury
is a match

to traces of GSR Hawkes found

on the face
of this morning's victim,

Mac Taylor #2.

But, Sid, our victim
from this morning wasn't shot.

And no gun was recovered
from the scene.

But there's evidence

his attacker had a weapon.

Crime scene photos

Hawkes took of the victim's face

show subdermal bruising
in the shape

of the frame of
a small automatic.

So he carried

a gun and never shot it?

And if he had,
he wouldn't have missed.

Notice the "V" in the break.

It indicates the origination
point of the fracture.

This injury was premortem,

just prior to death.

And mobility would have been
significantly impaired.

The victim could barely walk.

The killer could have
taken aim and...

End of story.
So...

he shoots our first victim,
MacArthur Taylor,

point-blank right in the chest.

The second, he pistol-whips,
and instead of shooting him,

tosses him over the railing?

Leads me to conclude
that the gun jammed.

Or what if he never intended
on killing him at all?

Detective Taylor?

Deputy Inspector
Gillian Whitford.

It's nice to finally meet you.

Welcome to the division.

Thanks.

It'd be great
if we could grab a coffee.

I'll check my schedule
and give you a call.

There's no need to do that.

I'm free now.

Thank you.

Inspector, we're both very busy,

so simply put, if you
tracked me down to ask

that I remove myself
from the Mac Taylor
murder investigation,

I'm afraid you're
going to endure

this mediocre cup
of coffee for nothing.

I see you're not the type
to concern himself

with first impressions.

I'm sorry for being too direct.

I just don't want
to waste your time.

Detective, if there's
one thing I've learned

throughout my career
as a law enforcement officer,

it's that you should
always do your homework.

That said, your
reputation precedes you.

I believe the words "stubborn"

and "strong-willed" were
mentioned more than once.

You know the risks.

I just want you to use
your best judgment.

I took the liberty of reviewing

some of your high-profile cases.

You've put away quite
a few dangerous offenders.

I can't imagine any of them
were happy about it.

Suggesting revenge
for something I've done

as our killer's motive?

I want you to consider it
as a possibility.

I don't believe
you're the target.

It's just that this case

fits the classic profile
of retaliation.

Which means if this guy
wants my attention,

he's not done yet.

You're thinking our second vic
was an accident?

Our killer came
to the crime scene with a gun.

He's used it before.
Why didn't he use it here?

Now, Sid suggested that
the gun might've jammed,

but we don't have
any proof of that.

I processed the stairwell
and I found our vic's prints

on the handle of every door

from floor 99 to 95, so clearly,

they were locked
and he was trying to get in.

Then on the 91st floor,
the door was unlocked,

and I found
drag and scuff marks.

He wasn't walking.

More than likely he tripped,
fell down the stairs.

And that's when
he broke his ankle.

At which point the killer

had ample opportunity
to aim and fire.

Guys, not for nothing, we have
two men with the same name,

both dead.
I mean, regardless

of the method of murder,
this doesn't sound

- like an accident.
- No but wait

a minute, wait a minute.

The second vic's right hand
was in early stages of rigor.

Okay, what if they were
fighting over the keys,

and, in the struggle,
fell over the railing?

That's what

the killer was after
at the pool.

That's why nothing was taken
from my wallet.

It was my keys.

Who's got a set of keys
to the Avalanche?

I always close it.

It was

open and on the floor.

This about car keys?

It can't be.

MacArthur Taylor's obituary
described him

as an avid walker.

He never even

owned a car.

I've searched every
credible database available,

and have located 23 Mac Taylors

within a 100-mile radius
of Manhattan.

Mac Taylor. Actually,

MacDonald Taylor,
but everybody calls me Mac.

It's on my driver's license,
credit cards, checks...

My full name is Mackito Taylor.

Mac Taylor... simple, easy.
Most people remember it...

Mac Taylor...
You know...

So I mean, I always
went by that.
or Machiavelli.

In the last two or three weeks?

I want everybody to call me
that... you know, one name...

No, I haven't noticed
anything out
instead of Mac Taylor.

Of the ordinary.
Married...

Should I be worried?

I live on the Upper West Side.

What's this
about? I mean...

I'm not sure
what else to tell you.

Why-Why am I even here?

The two other Mac Taylors
in the morgue...

They look like me?

No. Take a seat.

I'll have someone come talk to
you, give you all the details.

Yeah, but they were
both white males, right?

They were different ages.

One was an investment banker,
the other a CPA.

You're a reporter. There's
nothing adding up here, okay?

Now, if you sit down
and be quiet,

we might get something done.

Let me sneak a peek
at the autopsy reports.

Taylor, are you nuts?

Come on, Flack. I've worked
the crime beat for four years.

I know you guys have to have
a lead on this thing by now.
No.

I should know if some lunatic

is gonna blow me away the second

I step out onto the street.
Trust me.

Taylor, if I knew anything,
I'd let you know, but between

you and me, if someone's taking
a shot at you,

it's not necessarily connected
to this case. Hey.

We got 12 Mac Taylors
and counting.

Are you in charge here?
Yes.

How far along are you
on this thing?

They're telling me
that I got to stick around here

until you figure it all out.

I'm guessing we're
not talking about

a few hours here.

We're trying to save lives.

We're making arrangements
to provide protection.

From who?

You don't even know
who you're after.

We're working on it.

In the meantime, it's best

that you remain in our custody.

Look, I completely understand
the frustration

you're feeling.

You're kidding me, right?

I mean, I get a call an hour ago
from somebody telling me

that I need to report
to this precinct because

someone's trying to kill me.

And you understand
my frustration?

I'm sorry. I didn't
get your name.

I'm sure we'd all like
to know the name

of the officer
who understands our frustration.

It's Detective.

Detective Mac Taylor.

Yeah.

Right now.

It was Stella. We
got another victim.

This one's alive.

Okay, MacKendra.

I'm going to swab your wounds

to see if there's any
trace evidence left behind.

If at any point,
it's too rough, or you just

feel uncomfortable,
you let me know, okay?

Can you call me Mac?

MacKendra's what my parents

used to call me
when I was in trouble.

All right, Mac.

Did he scrape you here?

Yeah. I think it was something
on his clothing.

Why don't you tell me

exactly what happened.

Uh... I was walking to my car.

It was late.

Do you always walk
to your car alone?

No.

Uh, I usually get a spot
right in front.

Um... I work at the front desk

at the Chase Regent Hotel.

I wish I would have
just given him my keys.

Is that what he wanted?

Hey, what kind of car
do you drive?
Why? What do you want?

I don't want to hurt you, Mac.

I just want
to see your car keys.

Where the hell are your keys?

MacKENDRA:
I kept thinking,
if I just keep my keys

and I just get to the car,
I'll be okay, you know?

Did I mess up?

What do you mean?

I washed my hands
when I got home.

No, it's okay. There could still
be trace under your nails.

I don't know why
I-I didn't just run away

as soon as I heard someone
behind me,

and why I even talked to him.

I'm sorry.

I'm really embarrassed.

I don't really know
if I can answer your questions.

It's okay.

You don't have to, Mac.

As soon as he saw
MacKendra's car, he took off.

So we're back to the theory
that this is about a car?

Our killer's not after
every Mac Taylor

in this city.

He's targeting only one.

And he's checking keys because

he doesn't have a description

of the Mac Taylor
he's looking for.

Only a description of the type
of car that he or she drives.

MacArthur Taylor
didn't own a car.

Killer didn't know that
until he read the obituary.

MacArthur Taylor's death

was a mistake.

And checking the keys
of his next target

prevents the killer
from making another one.

Hawkes was right.

The early rigor
in our vic's right hand

was because he was holding on
to those keys.

So when the killer
went after them,

somewhere in the struggle,
the vic fell.

It was an accident.

But the guy brought a gun
to the scene, Stella.

The gun is for the Mac Taylor

he wants dead.

When he finds the right one,
he'll use it.

The man and woman

who entered the pool
didn't interrupt

an attempt on my life.

The killer had already
checked my keys

and determined
I wasn't the target.

Which means he's still hunting
for the right Mac Taylor.

Really weird.

What?

The shard that

Lindsay found at the crime scene

of the stairwell vic...

I found traces
of unknown female blood.

Okay. Means it doesn't belong
to our killer or our vic.

Stranger than that.

The shard itself, it's bone,
but it's not human.

It's deer antler.

The bullet Sid pulled out

of our first vic,
MacArthur Taylor,

just got a hit.

Matches a slug

from a burglary
in a parking garage.

That was three weeks ago.

We've had this slug
for quite a while.

We're just now

connecting it to the bullet

in MacArthur Taylor's chest?

Property crime, low priority.

The data was just entered
into IBIS.

Bullet was found
in the baseboard.

Looked like the gun went off
by accident.

Nothing was taken,
so I guess they didn't think

it was that important.

No positive ID,
but we got a good description

of the shooter.

So how do we find this guy?

That's what's up.

You get on that.
Check your back field.

Starksy and Hutch
just showed up.

I'm gonna get out
of here.
All right.

This ain't my type of crowd.

Be safe.

Do I know you?

I don't think so, buddy.

Huh.

What's up, Crockett?

We need to find a guy.

Rattled a parking garage
on the Upper East Side.

6'2", brown hair,
scar over his left eye.

Oh, so he looks like you,
only taller.

That's...

That's good. You're killing me.

Tattoo on his neck.

We need a lead
on this one, Terrence.

That's a pretty generic
description, man.

Did I not mention scar
above his eye,

tattoo on his neck?

How many guys you know
like that?

Six? Seven? Eight?

Come on, just give us the names.
We'll do the work.

Look, don't you got some type
of test tube,

DNA, fingerprint dust

that can point you
in the right direction?

Listen to me.

Somebody in your little
entourage knows this guy, okay?

We made a deal.

You're a confidential informant,
and this little powwow

that we're having
is pay-up time.

I'm aware of the deal we made,
man, but y'all can't keep

coming up here
with this small change stuff.

I'm beginning
to smell like pork.

You certainly surround yourself

with some beautiful
young ladies.

I see a couple fresh faces in
the room. What you think, Dan-O?

She look 21 to you?

16, maybe 17.

I'll tell you what.

I'll reach out.

The guy you're looking for...
He'll be here tonight.

Hey, though, why don't you
just give us his name,

address, and we'll skip
your little party, all right?

Nah, I don't
roll like that, man.

Where are you from,
Staten Island?

Oh, that's funny?

That guy, before...

I think that was Marshall Faulk.

Yeah? I was thinking
Tiki Barber.

The bone I found...
it's a deer antler button.

This is the crime scene photo
of the antler shard

that Lindsay found, all right?

It's pretty clear
that it's circular in nature,

but I couldn't quite figure out
what the little notch was.

Right. Now that you know
it's a button,

it's the eye for the thread.

Exactly.
But there was
one problem.

We couldn't be sure
that this piece of trace

had anything to do
with the murder of our vic,

or if it had been there before.

I lifted a partial print
from the surface of the shard,

and it was a match
to our killer.

We have our killer's prints?

Handprint.
From the Plexiglas.

MacKendra's attacker put
his hand over her mouth.

And traces of her makeup
transferred

onto his palm
and his fingertips.

Her makeup contained titanium,

so, using the mass
spectrometer, I was able

to isolate the prints
that contained titanium.

And this was the last print

left on the Plexiglas surface.

There was nothing on top of it.

So we ran it against the partial

from the deer antler button,
and it was a match.

Only bad news?
No hits in AFIS.

Right, but the partial print
we got off the button

confirms that it came from our
killer's clothing.

Now, where does one find
a button made of deer antler?

Dorsey's Notions on Third.

They gave me an entire list

of anyone who had purchased
such a button

in the last year.

Huh.

A list of one.
Mm-hmm.

Fantastic.

We use the buttons
for shirts and jackets.

Some for overcoats.

We made an effort
to make our designs

as unique as possible.

Do you have a list of customers

you sold some of those items to?
Uh, no.

The line wasn't very successful,

and unfortunately,

we gave away more than we sold.

Who is "we"?

Melinda Kitano.

My partner... she was
the brilliant designer.

I was the inept accountant.

Was?
Yeah, we're

formerly Kitano-Oka Designs,

but we're moving on

and out.
Do you have

a forwarding address
for Melinda?

No.

Yeah, no, she was
also my girlfriend.

So, the business
wasn't the only thing I lost.

I'm sorry.
Excuse me.

Sure.
Sorry.

Hello?

Hi, what's up?

I backed into the fender,

broke a light on my car,

dented the bumper of the other.

I waited, but I had
to pick up my kids,

so I left a note with my number.

No one ever called.

Did you mention in your note
what kind of car you drove?

- No.
- When I got here

this morning,
there was 15 of us.

Now there's only seven.

Why'd everybody else
get to go home?

Three of them were children.

The rest don't own cars.

This is crazy, man...
What makes you think

this is something one of us did?

Well, one of us has a record.

What was that?

Somebody with previous
criminal activity

just might...
Are you accusing me
of something?

Get your hands off me.
Hey, hey. Hey!

What are you gonna
do about it?
Get out of my face.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Cut it out. Sit down.

Sit your ass down.

The killer's tracking down
each of us.

He could have been
in your homes already,

stood outside your job,
been right in your face.

He's looking for one of you.

Doesn't appear he's giving up.

What kind of car do you drive?

A Thunderbird.

It's parked in a long-term lot

over on Lexington.

I haven't been in it

for over a month.
Where'd you go a month ago?

Buffalo.

Anything out
of the ordinary happen?

Uh, it didn't snow.

This is it?
Th-This is

your line of questioning

in connection with a murder

investigation, Detective?

Look...

I've been here

for over eight hours.

I have endured

all the questioning I care to.

There's a man out there
who wants a Mac Taylor dead.

I have the good fortune
of knowing it's not me.

You really want to walk out
of this building

and risk the chance
that you're his target?

I appreciate your concern
for my safety,

but I'll take the risk.

MacDONALD:
I'm the one.

I'm the one he's after.

What makes you think that, Mac?

I didn't...

leave a note.

What?

The car I hit.

I said I left a note.

I didn't.

Maybe he's after me.

♪ Do we know who
would trade places with me? ♪

♪ If I ain't what you trying to
be then why you hustlin', see? ♪

♪ To be young, black, and rich ♪

♪ If that's the combination,
tell me when you switched ♪

♪ I need to know this ♪

♪ Maybe the problem
is you think... ♪

What the hell?

I don't think
Terrence likes people

walking on his furniture.

What are you thinking?

Man.

Wake up there, Perry;
I'm gonna

give you one more chance
to do some talking.

Come on. What do you got?

The only thing I'm telling you
is I'm not telling you nothing.

Ooh, Perry, you're facing

two counts of
first-degree murder,

assault on two police officers,

burglary, parole violation...

Possession
of a concealed weapon.

Yeah.

Uh, destruction
of private property,

spying on your sister.

She looked good naked.

I told you I sold the gun.

That's what you get from me.

Listen to me.

We're willing
to make a deal here.

Okay, all you got to do

is tell us
who you sold the gun to.

A deal?

What am I dealing for?

I'll get 30 days,
I'll be out in six.

My biggest crime is that I broke

into an empty parking garage
office on Lexington.

Who's pressing charges on that?

I need the crime report

from the first officer on
the scene of the burglary.

MacQuinn Taylor mentioned

he parked his car at a garage

on Lexington; find him.

We need to take a look
at that vehicle.

You got me in Brooklyn.

Now what?

I believe our killer was here

after he attacked
MacKendra Taylor

and right before he moved on
to Mac at the pool.

The leaf we collected

from the Athletic Club pool

was saturated with saltwater.

Well, that makes sense

'cause the club's pool
is a saltwater pool.

Same thought I had,
so I tested the leaf,

and I found a high concentration

of sodium chloride,

but also magnesium, calcium,

sulfur, and potassium,

all inconsistent
with the components

of the saltwater in the pool.

It was sea salt,

which led me to one place.

The Art Installation waterfall.

Ah.

So the spray from the waterfall

coated all the vegetation
around it with salt.

Yes, causing discoloration
of the foliage.

Our leaf came from here.

Okay, but that doesn't mean

that the guy we're
looking for was here.

I mean, a lot of
people have access

to the Brooklyn Bridge
and the waterfront.
Yeah.

So anyone could
have moved the trace

onto a subway or a cab,

and it somehow ended up
on our killer's shoe.

I thought of that.
Okay.

Now, we collected

a latent footprint by the pool

at the Athletic Club.

That footprint
matches a partial print

that I found here
at the base of a tree

that has the same leaf
that we found poolside.

Okay, so that

puts our killer
in this location,

but the amount of
possible suspects

is impossible.

Oh, but you thought of
that, too, didn't you?

This... is where
I found the partial.

I also found

dead cut flowers and what
appears to be candle wax.

As you can tell
from the partial footprint,

it's the toe of the shoe,

which might occur
if someone was kneeling.

So, cut flowers,
candle wax, kneeling.

You have a vigil.

Possibly in memory

of someone's death.

Possibly motive.

Doc, you just narrowed
down our suspect pool.

MacQUINN:
Some might consider this
harassment, Detective.

You gave us permission
to look at your vehicle.

You can change your mind.

Oh, yeah, right.

Like that won't
make me look guilty

of whatever it is you've decided

I'm involved in.
I'm not here

to accuse you, MacQuinn.

I'm just trying to find answers.

There's a man out there
killing people,

and this parking lot
puts him closer to you.

Look, I don't know
this Perry Samuels guy

who broke into this place.

And what my car

has to do with any of it
is a mystery to me.

Well, then, why don't
you just step aside

and let me do my job.

Just may be, I can
solve that mystery.

All right, so this is the skinny

from the parking attendant.

Showed up for work the morning
after the robbery.

Lock on the door was busted.

Bullet impact marks
on the bottom of the door.

And this notebook
was opened up to this page.

It's the parking stall
assignments.

E3, Mac Taylor.

That's how he knew the name.

Yep, but to protect
their clients,

they don't keep any other
personal information

on the premises.

Our first vic, MacArthur Taylor,

was found dead outside
a building two blocks away.

The killer naturally assumed

he was the same Mac Taylor

who parked his car here
until he read

the obituary and discovered

that that Mac Taylor
didn't own a car.

Then, he went
to his next closest

and possible target.

MacAbee James Taylor.

Our second vic's building
is two blocks south,

but he knew he had
to check the keys.

Let's see what the killer's
connection is

to this car and Mac Taylor.

He looking a little
fidgety to you?

We got damage here.

You repair your car
after an accident?

Fender bender with a cab.

Idiot didn't even turn around.

Looks like blood.

I hit a dog.

Before or after you hit the cab?

Hello?

That's not canine.

That's human.

We've got Adam searching
for all deaths

around the Brooklyn Bridge area
in the last year.

Hey, get this.

No hits in CODIS

on the blood that you found
on the car,

but it did match

the unknown female sample
that Adam

found on the shard
of deer antler button.

The button was
from the killer's shirt, right?

Right. MacKendra said
that something

on the killer's clothing
scratched her.

Can't be her blood.

Doesn't fit the time line.

MacKendra's attack was after
our stairwell victim.

So whose blood is it?

You know, it's
an odd-shaped button.

It would have had to have
been sewn on by hand.

You hold it against the fabric.

You have to put the needle
through the eyelets

from the back.

Often, you prick your thumb.

The blood is from the person

who sewed the button
on the shirt.

Lindsay, I want you
to run the name

Melinda Kitano into

our aided database and see

if you can get a hit.

Whoa.

Melinda Kitano died
two months ago.

A victim of an unsolved
hit-and-run

near the Brooklyn Bridge.

Melinda Kitano died
in a hit-and-run,

and the man that drove
the car was MacQuinn Taylor.

Inspector Whitford suggested

this was a case of revenge
and retaliation.

It was MacQuinn our killer
was after all along.

Well, if revenge is the motive,

then Melinda's boyfriend
David Oka

is suddenly our #1 suspect.

Now, he said it wasn't
just his business

that he lost.

And that would explain
the evidence of a vigil

under the Brooklyn Bridge.

And how the leaf got to the pool

when he came after you.

According to the car
accident report,

he was at the scene.

Why didn't he know that
MacQuinn was behind the wheel?

The car's windows are tinted.

No one saw the driver.

All right, by now, David's
gotta know we're on to him.

Which means he's either
on the run

or that much closer to killing
the right target.

We need to find Mac Taylor
and David Oka.

David Oka. NYPD.

Open the door.

Open it up.

Chain's on the door.

Fire escape.

Right down to the street.

He's long gone.

Canvass the area.

Yes, sir.

This kid

was obsessed, huh?

Yeah.

He saw his girlfriend die.

And then he found the car.

Stel, packed suitcase,
passport, train ticket.

All still here.

Looks like

he changed his mind
about skipping town.

We gotta find this guy.
It's not over.

I need an APB on David Oka.

No priors.

Current address:
625 Myrtle.

David...

Someone call EMS.

He's drenched himself
in gasoline.

David, I know you have a gun.

I need you to take it out slowly
and just place it down

on the ground, okay?
Right in front of you.

That's it.

Just slowly put it down.

Put it down, David.

David, we have the man
who killed Melinda.

You were in your brand-new car,

tinted windows,
no license plate.

Had a few too many

beers, maybe?

Your car slammed right into her.

What makes someone
just drive away?

I was told that I wasn't going
to have to be here long.

I would just have
to answer a few questions

and then be released to go home.

David, you don't
have to do this.

Just take the gun, put it down

on the ground right
in front of you.

No, no, David, David.

David,

drop the gun.

I saw the car.

You didn't stay around

long enough to find
out if Melinda Kitano
was dead or alive.

Melinda. That's her name.

The driver had the car repaired.

Did you know that?

You couldn't even tell

that he hit her.

Someone saw your brake lights.

You actually slowed down.

You thought about stopping.

What happened at that moment?

Saving someone else's life was

a little harder
than saving your own?

I'd like to make a call
to my attorney.

David Oka

pounded on the trunk
of your car.

He just wanted you
to help him save her.

She's pinned under the wheel.

You have to help me!

Wait!

Oh, my God! Melinda?

I don't remember that night.

David does.

It was

as if it never happened!

But it did!

It did! It happened right there!

All you had to do was stop.

That's quite a story, huh?

It...

it was an accident!

I wanted to kill him!

I wanted to take his life!

But I am not responsible

for those people that he killed.

For those other

Mac Taylors that died.

I had no way

of knowing that it would turn
into this.

It was just an accident.

David!

David, no!

Hey, it was an accident!

It was just an accident.

Mac Taylor.

Hey, it's me.

How's David Oka?

He's at County.
In surgery.

He's in critical condition, Mac.

Uh, I don't know
if he's going to make it.

You know, this doesn't
justify what he did,

but he really loved her.

Yeah, it makes you think.

You should make the most
of the moments you share

with the people you care about.

Absolutely.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you still doing here?

Oh, uh, some friends of mine
stood me up for pizza.

So, uh,

just staying on top of things,
you know.

Mind if I join you?

Oh, no. Yeah, please.

Okay, so what do we got?

That doesn't look like work.

It really isn't.

I was just curious.

You know there are
three Sheldon Hawkes

in New York State.

And there are ten Danny Messers.

Ten.
Yeah.

Don't tell Danny that.

There's also another

six other Adam Rosses,
and there's

18 in New York State.

I was just sitting here
wondering about, you know,

what do they look like,
or what kind of

lives do they live?

You know?

All right, what about me?

All right,

Stella

Bonasera.

There's only one.

Trust me. That's enough.

Let's try Sid.

It's a...

90-year-old woman.

Yeah, I think
he was named after his mother.

All right, Don Flack.

Don Flack.

Ooh, six.

Wow, six
Don Flacks.
Six.

- I like that name...
- Don Flack.

Don Flack.

Detective...
Don Flack.

You're working late.

Oh.

New to the team.

Lots of people

to impress and intimidate.

Night.

You know, I was,

uh... I was hoping

I could have a redo on that
first impression

and buy you a cup of coffee.

That would be great.

Let me check my schedule and...

No need for that. I'm free now.

Uh...

Sure, let me, uh,
dump this stuff,

and I'll be right back.

She turned back.

Nice.