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Are you gonna go out
with him or not?

She's disappeared.
Something happened.

Donna Moline. When I was
still in uniform, I collared
her a couple of times.

- For what?
- Prostitution.

This case has maybe
a 20% solvability. Maybe.

Uh, my father's sleeping.

I thought you said
you lived alone.

Where can we find
Donna Moline?

You ever think you were
burned out and wonder
if you were losing it?

Mr. Waits, put it down.

Yeah.

By the way,
I've been telling my brother
about you, Christine,

and he's dying to meet you.

Oh, gee, La Guardia...

Listen, he's having a party.
Great food, a lot of drink...

- Oh, no, and I'm busy.
- ...pretty interesting people.

Christine,
he's a great guy.

Oh, I know he's a great guy,
La Guardia. It's just that
I can't make it tonight.

But it's not tonight.
It's tomorrow night.

I can't make it then, either.

It's La Guardia again.

I can't believe
you're ducking out
on his brother.

How many men have you met
who own their own plane?

Six.

I'll tell you what.
Give me a blonde wig. I'll go.

He's really...
He's a sweet guy.

I know he's a sweet guy.
It doesn't have anything
to do with him.

I just don't feel like
going out with anybody
right now.

You've found someone.

Who is he?

To tell you the truth,
I have not been on a date
in several weeks.

What have you been
doing with yourself?

I beg your pardon?

I happen to like being alone.
I like the quiet.
It cleanses the system.

Hey, you gave up
smoking.

Yeah, three times.

You don't think
I can do it, do you?

I didn't say anything.

I'll tell you,
I'm tired of the games
and the one night stands,

so I'm just off that track,
and I'm no longer
in that running.

That's easy to say
when there's nobody else
in the race.

-Lacey.
- Sir.

Come here.

- This is Detective Lacey.
- Here.

This is Mr. Waits.
He's here from Vermont,
and he's lost his wife.

I'm sorry.

I didn't lose her.
Something happened.

We'll try and take care of it,
sir. Right this way.

Chris.

Hi, Lynne.

I saw your story today
on the monty games.
It was good stuff.

Thanks.
What you got there?

Missing persons.
You interested?

See you around.

Edward Waits.

- W-A...
- I-T-S.

Who's she?

Detective Cagney.

- Hello.
- Edward Waits.

My wife's sick. Bad.
Something to do with
her blood. Too many cells.

She's been taking treatments
at this hospital,
St. Matthews.

Not staying.
An outpatient.

I went there to find her.
They said she'd never
been admitted.

- Does she have
an apartment here?
- I've been already.

She's disappeared.
Something happened.

Well, sir, we don't really
call someone a missing person

until they've been
gone 72 hours.

How long
have you been looking?

Three days.
Next time, ask the question
before you tell the rules.

I'll remember that.

They did something.
Something went wrong
at that hospital,

and the doctors don't
want anybody to know.

Is it possible you went
to the wrong place?

I'm not a fool. I'm not crazy
or whatever you think.
It happened.

You're gonna do something
about it, or I have to myself?

Just let me know.
I don't have time...

I will take care of it, sir,
but I'm gonna need
some information.

Her name is
Julie Carson Waits.

- C-A-R...
- S-O-N.

- I got a picture.
- Good.

Lovely.

No Julie Waits in here.
I told you,
the guy was psycho.

Try Carson.

Carson.

Could there be
some kind of mistake
in the records?

Oh, anything's possible.

Once in a while,
we misplace somebody,

but they turn up sooner
or later, you know?

No, no Carson.

She's being treated
by a Dr. Joseph Altman.

Yeah, he's affiliated here.

Where do we find him?

She was here from Vermont?

Yeah.

- It's unlikely
she'd come to me.
- Why?

I'm not that good.
I'm competent.
I'm a good doctor,

but I'm not somebody
you'd travel that far to see.

What was I supposed
to be treating her for?

Blood disorder.

- That's impossible.
- Why?

I'm an ophthalmologist.

Excuse me.

- Larry, hi. Two, fast.
- Sorry.

So what do you think?
The old guy's wife
ran out on him?

That's how it looks,
doesn't it?

Who're you smiling at?

Oh, hi, Christine.

Hello.

- Excuse me. Sorry. Hi.
- Hi.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Mary Beth Lacey.
Father Geller.

John, please.
It makes people less nervous.

- You're a priest?
- I'm a priest.

I'm Frank.

Oh, it's nice to meet you.

We just stopped by
after the youth center's
basketball game.

Oh, how'd you do?

It was not a victory dinner.

Well, we're improving, though,
ever since Frank joined us.

Miss Cagney,
your table's ready.

Oh, we're next.
We're next.

It was a pleasure
to have met you.

Indeed. I hope I get to
see you again sometime.

Thank you.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

- Bye, Father.
- Bye-bye.

Pardon me.

Thank you.

I wish
my priest looked like that.

You don't have a priest.

I would
if he looked like that.

Yeah, he was gorgeous.

Just what I went through
when I quit smoking.

Couldn't pass up
a pack of cigarettes
without wanting to grab it.

Mary Beth, come on.
The man is a priest.

What're you getting
so jumpy about?

I'm not...

Just behave yourselves.
I'm in no mood.

Detective Lacey, 14th.

Oh, yeah.

Sure. She's right here.

Detective Cagney.

Oh, hi.

No. No, no, I don't
mind Father John
giving you my number.

I don't understand.
You're not a priest?

He's not a priest...

Um...

Well, it was just
a natural assumption.
Come on.

I'm not a "cop" cop.
I'm a detective.

Well, I don't know.
It's up to you.

Well, if you like.

Yeah. Okay.

Sure. All right, I will.

All right, bye.

So he's gorgeous,
and he's not a priest.
Did he ask you out?

He gave me his number, okay?

Well, did you tell him
that you would go out
with him?

Did you hear the word "yes"
pass from these lips?

I didn't hear the word "no,"
either.

Are you gonna go...

Are you gonna go out
with him or not?

I swore off, remember?

I certainly do.

What's she up to now?

-Who?
- Donna Moline,

or whatever
she's calling herself.

You know her?

Business acquaintance.

I haven't seen her
in a few years.
She's looking good.

When I was still in uniform,
I collared her
a couple of times.

- For what?
- Prostitution.

What have you got?

Donna Moline.

Born June 16, 1955.
Runaway, August, '68.

Prostitution, January '73.
Prostitution...

Uh...

The parents are in Brooklyn,
Park Slope.

The last collar was
a little over five years ago.

Detective Lacey.

Oh, Lord.

You wanna tell him?

Did you find her?

Good morning, Ed.

Did you find her?

Well, Mr. Waits,
it's not that easy. Sit down.

Don't give me any excuses.
Did you go to that hospital
like I told you?

Yes, sir.

She was never there.

They have no record of her
on file. Dr. Altman
never saw her, either.

He's lying.
I've been getting his bills
for two years.

Did you pay them?

Of course.

Julie sends me copies
of his bills. I send her
checks to pay him.

I don't care
about the money.

I just want my girl well.

Yeah, we know.

She's sick.

Bad.

She tried to hide it from me
in her letters,

but last week
she sent me a copy
of her will.

Her will?

She said it was time
we started thinking
about these things.

She told me to send her
a copy of my will, too.

I'd already left her
everything.

Sir, was she aware of this?

That's not what she wanted.

She was just trying
to keep me from worrying,

but I saw through.

My girl's dying.

I've got to find her.

We'll find her for you.

You gave us that home address.

But she uses
her maiden name there.

She'd lived there before,
and she said it'd be cheaper

if they didn't know
she'd gotten married.
Some kind of law.

Do you have a phone number?

She didn't have one.
She said it was
a waste of money.

Lacey.

Let us check it out.

Hey, you two.

We'll be right back.

What's going on
over there?

The missing person,
the man from Vermont.

- Come on, you finished that...
- We haven't found her yet.

And you're not going to.

Guy married a hooker.
She skipped on him.

Sir, he doesn't know.

Well, tell him.
Let him go back home.

You two got more
than a dozen cases
between the two of you.

We'll manage.

Do you think we're doing this
because we feel sorry for him?

I'm not thinking about it
at all. I want you off.

There is money involved,
probable fraud.

Oh, you wanna
get down to cash, huh?

How about
the $400,000 brownstone arson?

We're working on that.

Right, that, not this.
Now, wrap it up and get going.

Now! Yeah.
Samuels. What?

Yes or no?

How do you feel
about skipping lunch?

Yeah, he came in yesterday.
He was real upset
about something, too,
his wife.

What kind of accent was that
he had?

- Vermont.
- Vermont.

Okay, I gotta remember that,
in case I get a part sometime.
I can use it.

You're an actor?

For sure. We all are.

Here it is.
Here she is. Julie Carson.

No alternate address
or telephone number.

No? Well, that's weird.
They usually do.

What is this "MO"
in the corner?

Money Order.
It's how she pays her bills.

But she uses your number
for her answering service?

Yeah. Yeah, you can't even get
a mailbox here unless you do.

She never gets any messages, though.

How do you know?

I listen. Well, you see,
most people here, they just
take messages, and that's it.

Now, I observe,
and not just accents, either.
Life.

See, there's a lot of life
passing through my ears here.

Would you check the box,
see if there's anything else?

Oh, that's right.

No. No, her box is empty.

Is there any way you can tell
when the last pickup was made?

Nope.

Boy, we got a real mystery
here, don't we?

Yeah.

See? What did I tell you?
Life.

Thank you.

Actors.

I haven't seen my daughter
in six, eight years.

Can you tell us
where Donna is now?

I wish I could, but...

Well, I understand the past
is so hard to leave and...

Well, I don't even know
her married name.
She never said.

When did you talk to her?

I got a letter from her.
It was Christmas before last.

She married a very nice man
from New England,

and she even sent me
a picture of the wedding.

Yes.

She looks fine, doesn't she?
People can change, you know?

It's hard to imagine
Donna living out
in the country.

She loved New York so much.

I mean,
that's why she ran away.
It's the city and...

If she hadn't met
those people...

Well, it's all past now.

Do you still have
the letter?

I must have thrown that out
with the cards.

Isn't that silly?

What'd I tell you two
this morning?

We did this on our lunch hour.

On your lunch hour?
Four hours? Behind my back?

All right, but it paid off,
didn't it?

I mean, look at it.
We're talking
possible bigamy, fraud.

Don't you throw things at me.

Yeah, we're talking
a lot of possibilities here.

How about facts, huh?

This case has maybe
a 20% solvability. Maybe.

Assuming there's a case here
at all.

You begged me
for the arson assignment.
Well, you're off this,

and if I ever hear
about this again

or if I ever find out
that the two of you
didn't drop it...

Do I have to
finish my sentence?

All right.
Thanks for your cooperation.

I don't mind it
when he yells.

When he's cute,
I can't stand it.

What?

What?

- Hi, how's it going?
- Terrible.

Hey, you two gonna have
anything new for me
on the arson before deadline?

Oh, I wish we could.
We had a great story for...

Would she have been perfect
to write it?

I was just thinking
the same thing. Too bad.

Why? Who'd you give it to?

Nobody. It's just
there's not a story anymore.

Samuels made us
drop the case.

- What was it?
- Real human-interest stuff.

Old man comes to New York,
looking for his sick wife,
who's disappeared,

and that's just the beginning.

I have exclusive?

You would,
except now there's no story.

So I don't know.

Stick around.

Don't look.

Don't look.

Girls, can I see you
a minute, please?

Sir.

Interesting thing about
this missing-persons case.

Seems that Lynne Sutter
agrees with you.

Matter of fact,
she's threatening
to write an alternate story

on the heartlessness
of the police turning away
from this poor old man,

refusing to help.

I guess you're back on it.

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.

By the way,

she says she's gonna start
running the story
in the Sunday edition,

no matter what its status.

But she can't do that.

If it gets out
we're working on this,

Donna Moline will go
underground and blow the whole
thing we just started.

Yeah, I told her that,
but she doesn't seem to care.

I guess you two got your work
cut out for you, don't you?

Anything else?

Yeah, I've been
going over your DD5s
for the past few weeks,

and they're not very complete.

That's the way
we've always done those forms.

That's the way
everybody does them.

Well, I want you
to do them again
for the whole past month,

and I want them in
by tomorrow morning.

Oh, come on, Lieutenant.

Lacey's already got to
drive up to Connecticut
tonight

to find that photographer.

Me?

Well, I've sort of got a date.

I can't get away
with anything anymore.
You know what I mean?

Ah! What have we got here?
Thank you.

You're really
into this stuff, huh?

- I am a certified adventurer.
- Yes?

How about yourself?

Sure. Listen, I had
a chance to drive
to Connecticut tonight,

- but Mary Beth won the toss.
- Mary Beth?

Yeah, we work together.
You met her the other night
in the bar.

Oh, right.

So...

Um...

Basketball scholarship,
first marriage,

volunteer work
at the youth center,
art director. What else?

Sheets.

- Sheets?
- Sheets.
I just designed and sold
an original watercolor

for a sheet manufacturer.
What's so funny?

Nothing. Excuse me.

Nothing.
There's absolutely nothing
funny about sheets.

Where did you get this?

From your wife's mother.

She didn't know your name,
but I traced the photographer.

He remembered you.

Now, why are you lying to me?

I'm not.

My wife had no family.
Her parents died
when she was 10.

Sir, it would help
if I could ask you
just a few questions first.

Is she all right?

Yes, sir, as far as I know.

She has to be careful.
She's not used to sickness.

What is wrong with her?

It's her blood.
I think it's leukemia.

I can't ask her.

Who is her doctor?

Altman. Joseph Altman.
He's supposed to be the best.

She got sick about 10 days
after our wedding,

and the treatments
were going on and on.

I believed that she was
getting better when she
came home this last time,

but after a week or two,

she was bad again.

How did you and Julie
meet each other?

Well, it was through
a personal column
in one of those magazines.

You know, we had never
set eyes on one another

until the night
before our wedding,

but I knew.
I knew she was the one.

You really didn't have to
walk me home.

I didn't know I was.
I thought we were
just walking.

Yeah, the city
will do that to you.

I'll check on
those Knicks tickets
for us for tomorrow night.

Good.

Well...

Uh, my father's sleeping.

I thought you said
you lived alone.

I do, normally,

but he's having
his apartment painted,
so he's staying with me.

For how long?

Oh, long as necessary.

Well,

I'll talk to you tomorrow, huh?

Okay.

And, uh...

Keys.

- Good night.
- Good night, Christine.

Whose idea was this?

When we told you
about this story,

we did not expect
this kind of time pressure.

No, you expected me
to go to Samuels,

get you what you wanted,
and that would be that.

Do you think
I'm new at this?

You know
any kind of publicity now
is gonna blow the whole thing.

I promise,
you'll get your story.

Hey, I've already got it,
one way or another.

Good luck.

- Morning, Petrie.
- Good morning.

- Lacey.
- Sir.

What happened to your DD5s?

Sir, can you go easy
for a little while?
I know you're angry.

Angry? What would I have
to be angry about?

Sir, I got in from Connecticut
4:00 this morning.

I'm about to go and push
through all the work
on the mailboxes,

- and I...
- Tough. Tough life, huh?

But at least you got
an interesting case
to work on.

Look, I hate to
lay this on you now,

but after you left,
I remembered
about my class tonight.

Oh, it's nothing.
It's just something
I'm taking at NYU.

But how about
during the day?

A quick lunch...

Oh, good.
Robson's at 1:00?

I'll see you then.
Bye.

Stop smiling.

He got you, huh?

Nobody got anybody.

Then how come
you won't see him
during the night?

You don't take any classes.

I know it, but I wanted to
watch that PBS special
on Agamemnon's tomb.

I would like to
get to know him first.

Okay.

Oh, you ready for this?

Sir, this man
also married Julie
two months after you did.

Not her.

Oh, come on, Ed.

Sir, we realize
this isn't easy.

She had a hard life.

She told me that right away.
Her first letter.

I didn't care then.

I don't now.

Mr. Waits, look at this.
Please.

Please. You can see.

It's him.

- Reverend Burnell.
- Who?

The minister who married us,
her uncle. Burnell.

She asked if he could
perform the ceremony.

He came up that morning.

I didn't like him.

Tried to,

but he kept rushing us,

like it was something
we should just wanna
get over with.

- Wedding's a sacred thing.
- Yes, sir.

It's him.

He's making her
do these things.

Ed, that is not true.

Don't tell me.

I lived all my life
without somebody.

I didn't need anyone.

Until her.

I was 59
when we got married.

It's a long time to be alone.

I could've gone on.

I wasn't gonna
put my faith in someone
who didn't deserve it.

She's my wife.
None of your lies
is gonna change that.

Hi, Christine.

Oh, sorry. I just
went ahead and ordered.
I hope you don't mind.

- Oh, no.
- I'm kind of pressed for time.

No, it's fine. It's fine.
I hope there's no problem.

Oh, no, I have got
six and one half minutes.

Besides,
I wanted to see you.

Oh, good.

Listen, I don't remember
if I told you,

but last night was...
It was different.

Well, the restaurant sure was, anyway.

Do you know
what I'm saying to you?

Yes, I do.

Well, as I said,
I went ahead and ordered.

Basically
whatever they had prepared

because the truth is,
I don't know
what you like to eat.

I'm an adventurer, remember?

That's right.
Where did you say
you went to school?

University of Pennsylvania.

Right, in Philadelphia. Right.

Right.

And you went there
on a basketball scholarship?

Is...

Is everything okay?

Oh, it's perfect. Why?

Oh, you just seem
a little nervous.

Oh, no. No, no,
I'm just interested. I would
like to get to know you.

I think we know each other
pretty well.

Oh.

Thank you.

Oh, um...

Buddy Rich is playing
at the Bottom Line. You wanna
catch a set Thursday night?

- You like jazz?
- Yeah, can you go?

Thursday night?

Oh, gee, I can't.
See, I have this thing,
you know...

But lunch would be good.

I think they're playing
through to Saturday.

At night?

Most nightclubs are closed
during the day.

Of course they are.

The truth is,
it's just the whole week
that's bad,

especially the weekends
after 5:00.

Julie!

Julie!

Back in the car.

Come on, get in the car.

What are you doing to her?
What are you doing?

I was right.

He's hurting her.

He took her
and pushed her in the car.
I tried to stop him.

I gotta help her.

The man is smart,
and he's playing hardball.

They may try
to contact you again,
find out how much you know,

just to smooth things over.
Are you listening?

If they do,
pretend to play their game.

Do not let them know
you contacted the police.

All right.

Whatever happens,
you keep in touch with us.

Don't try and handle it
on your own again. Please.

What are you doing here?

I checked the squad room.
They told me where you'd gone.

What happened to
Mr. Lonelyhearts?

Pardon?

Good headline,
isn't it?

Very tasteful.

Oh, thank you.

- Halfsies?
- Sure.

You guys got a search warrant
this time, huh?
Is that what that was?

More or less.

Listen, I got a part.
I got a part in a showcase.

There's no money or anything,
but that's okay.

Guess what I play.

I give up.

A convict.

It's Hello Out There
by Saroyan,

and I play this young man,
and he's locked in a cell,

and that's why I wanted to
talk to you guys.

Why?

I thought maybe you could
lock me up overnight.

You see, I'm having
a little problem getting
a handle on this role and...

Oh, I know it's a stretch,

- but you guys think you could?
- No.

Well, it would be very helpful

just to have the experience,
you know?

I'm sorry.
We can't do that.

Could you leave us alone
for a little while?

Oh, sure.
I understand.

I don't know.
Maybe you should lock him up.

Listen to this.
"Dear Julie,

"I know you don't like me
to spend our money,

"but I wanted you
to have this."

Cash.

Another one.

"My dear wife,
I'm glad to hear
the treatments are helping.

"You should have
seen me smile."

$200 money order in here.

This one has a will
and an insurance policy.

Mary Beth, check this out.
It's a different girl.

I don't believe it.
Burnell's got
a corporation going.

He should
start issuing stock.

You realize this is only
what we've found so far.

There could be
other addresses.

There may be,
but this is plenty right now.

- Interstate?
- Yeah.

- Did you call in the feds?
- No, no, it's still ours.

- Great.
- Just how senile
are these guys, anyhow?

You know
what you want to know.

I'm putting you two
on the boxes.

But Lieutenant...

No "buts." Watch and see
if anybody picks up.

Petrie, you know
this Donna or Julie whoever?

- Moline.
- Yeah, go out
on the streets and see

- if you can find any
of her old contacts.
- No problem.

Friend of yours, huh?
How'd you two meet?

Professionally.

Mine, not hers.

Girls.

You were right
about this case.

Thank you, sir.

You ever pull that crap
behind my back again,
you're gonna be sorry,

even sorrier than I hope
you are right now.

All right.

What?

Frank.

All of them?

What is going on
with you two?

Would... Could you get that?
I'm gonna get some coffee.

Detective Lacey, 14th.

Oh, yeah. How are you, Frank?

Um, no. No, I'm sorry.
I guess you just missed her.

Yeah. I have no idea,

but if you want me to take
a message for you, I could...

Sure. Okay.

Okay. Bye-bye.

You want some coffee?

That's a nice man.

Yeah, he's very nice.
Do you want coffee or not?

No, thank you.

Things just didn't work out, okay?

I'm sorry.

I told him
that I didn't want to
sleep with him

until we got to
know each other better.

Sure cooled him off.

Yeah, I guess
that's why he's calling
every five minutes.

Well,
I said he was a nice guy.
He's just being polite.

Very.

You can't expect me
to hop into the sack

with every stranger
I pick up at a bar.

I don't.

Well,
he wasn't exactly a pickup.

We were introduced,
by a priest.

We had a nice evening
together,

and a couple of
terrific afternoons,
I might add,

but that is no reason to
believe that anything could
ever come of it, is it?

No.

So what are we arguing about?

I am not arguing with you,
and, as far as I can see,
neither is Frank.

Let's just get back to work, okay?

Sure.

Did he leave a message?

No.

Mr. Waits, this just came in
a little while ago.

- Forwarded from Vermont.
- Thank you.

Can I use your phone?

- Local call?
- Yeah.

Go ahead.

Hello? I'm calling
for Julie Carson Waits.

She said I should
leave a message.
I'm her husband.

Where can we find
Donna Moline?

I don't know.
I've barely seen her
since we got off the streets.

Burnell made her
stay away from me
after I turned him down.

They asked you
to be a part of this?

It's not a bad deal.

It's just he's too weird.

I wouldn't be talking to you
at all if I didn't owe
Petrie a favor.

Okay, Gwen, tell us
how the scam runs.

"Young woman wants to
correspond with mature man."

The letters come.

They pick
the ones with potential
and start a correspondence.

The men never suspect?

There are
a lot of lonely people.

She's told him
she's been sick.

After a couple of weeks,

she has to come back
to New York for treatments.

They stole some doctor's forms
in the beginning

to make it look official.

This can't
get back to Burnell.
I've seen what he can do.

What?

Trust me.

Hello?

Ed, it's me, Julie.
Are you all right?

Where are you?

I've been so worried.
I didn't know
if I'd ever find you.

I got your letter
this morning.
It was forwarded.

Why did you run from me
on the street?

Uncle Burnell didn't realize
who you were. He thought
you were trying to hurt me.

It all happened so fast.
Ed, are you all right?

I'm fine.
Didn't know where you were.

Did you go to the police?

They didn't believe me.
Thought I was crazy.

I'm just so happy I found you.

I'm much better now, Ed.
I just wanna go home.

Please take me home.

- I'll come get you.
- No, I'll meet you.

I'm still at Uncle Burnell's.
It's all the way
up in Brooklyn.

I'll meet you at the arcade
across from the bus station.

Tell Uncle Burnell
to bring you.

If he's been taking care
of you, paying for
your food and medicine...

You're my wife.
That's my duty.

Uncle Burnell doesn't mind,
although it has been
kind of expensive.

You bring him along.
I want to shake his hand.

- I wanna pay him back.
- Okay, sweetheart.

Lynne Sutter's
looking for you.

She says her story's ready
to go tomorrow,

and she wants to know
what to do with it.

- Hope you told her.
- I told her you'd call her.

Mary Beth, you got
some company waiting.

Hello.

- Hi, Burt.
- Hi, Burt.

Listen, remember
what we were talking about?

I'm sorry, Burt.
I cannot arrest you.
I told you before.

Wait a second.
We can work something out.

I've got some information
on that case
you're working on.

What is it?

Julie Carson
got a message today.

I was real surprised when
she called in to pick it up.
She never has before.

Who was it from?

Well,
can we work something out?

Just give me the message.

I'm not kidding around.

Neither am I. Look, you know
how I feel about my career.

Now, the way I look at it,
you've got two choices.

You can either lock me up
for withholding evidence...

All right.

Okay.

- We have a deal, then?
- Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

She was supposed to
call Ed Waits at this number.

Petrie, arrest this man.

Thank you.

In or out anytime today?

- Thank you.
- Come on.

The desk man gave Ed
directions to the arcade
near the bus station

40 minutes ago.

Ed! I missed you so much!

Oh!

I was afraid
we'd never find each other.

I should've known
that couldn't happen,
not to us.

Ed, this is Uncle Burnell.
You remember.

Hello, Ed. I'm sorry
about the other night.

You understand I was concerned
about our little girl.

-Ed!
- I didn't realize that...

Ed!

- I'll get the girl.
- Hold it.

- Julie?
- Hold it.

- Julie!
- Wait.

Mr. Waits, put it down.

Come on, hold it!

Stay away from me.

Put it down, huh?

Ow!

Let me take over.
Give it to me.

Chris, he's got a gun!

Let go of her.

Let go.

Easy, Ed. Settle down.
Just settle down now.

You don't have to run.
You don't have to be afraid.

I know he's been
making you do these things,

but he's not gonna
hurt you anymore.

Stay away.

Leave her alone.

Just put down the gun.

No. I know what you think.
You said she was bad.

Ed, I'm putting my gun away.

I'm unarmed.

We're gonna walk towards you.

It's all right, sweetheart.
They won't hurt you.

Nobody's gonna hurt you
anymore. You'll be safe.

- Don't do this.
- I don't care.

He hurt her. I won't let her
be hurt anymore.

She'll be safe.
That's all I want.

- Tell him the truth.
- Let her go.

You're the only one
he'll listen to. Tell him.

For God's sakes, Donna,
tell him the truth.

I'm not your wife.
I never was.

Burnell's my husband.

We lied to you.

No.

Yes. Let him go.

Why?

You loved me.

No.

I loved you.

Mr. Waits, give me the gun.

Get over there!
Get over there!

You wanna grab some dinner?

I just thought maybe
you might not wanna go
right home.

I really blew it with Frank.

Chris, if he
means something to you,

how come you had to pick him
to prove a point?

I didn't pick him on purpose.
Just bad timing.

You picked the timing, lady.

Yeah.

- Mary Beth?
- Yeah.

You ever think you were
burned out and wonder
if you were losing it?

What do you mean?

I don't know.
Just that...

Like something inside you
isn't ticking anymore.

Like you really just
couldn't care for anybody.

- Christine.
- What?

You care.

You've been eating yourself
alive about this man.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Oh.

Lynne Sutter's office, please.

Hi.

Hi.

What's that?

Well, just a few things
I've been putting together.

Pictures of the family,
some examples of my artwork,
my report cards.

You said you wanted to
get to know each other first.

All right, let's see.

My brother and I
at Coney Island.

My mom.

Oh, this is a program
from the first play
I ever did.

I played the stop sign.

You wanna forget all that.

I wanna see
those report cards.

Okay, report cards.
Report cards.

They're somewhere.