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Mommy!

Mama! Mommy!

Mama! Mommy!

No! Mama!

-Coming! I'm coming! -Mommy!

-Mommy! -Megan?

There's a moth, Mommy! There's a moth.

It's all right.

-Mommy, it's a moth. -It's all right.

Kill it, Mommy. Please kill it. Kill it.

Kill it, Mommy. Please Kill it.

...and even if you're carpooling,

you commuters are going to find the going difficult this morning.

No matter how early I start, I'm always late.

-You all done? -Yeah.

Eyes? Lips?

-Everything just the way you want it? -I think so.

-You look great. -Thank you.

Oh, wonderful. I won't be late today.

Do it again.

Very good.

Do I look like a fairy princess, Mama?

Yes, you do. You look just like a fairy princess.

-Can I have one of my presents now? -No, not till the party.

-Do you want crust on your sandwich? -No.

-No crust. Crust on your sandwich? -Happy birthday.

- I think I'm going to buy today. -All right.

-Daddy! -My goodness.

It's a beautiful fairy princess. Good morning.

Can I have one of my presents now, please?

-Let's wait for your party, okay? -You want a sandwich today, Mack?

Yeah. Hey, is that my shirt you're wearing?

Morning, Karen.

-Good morning, children. -Good morning.

-I know. I'm late. -Dolly's waiting.

All right. I'm always late.

Okay, here we go.

Yes, well, obviously, we're still a work in progress.

But we're sure that you can see its potential.

-Yes, it's certainly impressive. -Here you are.

Oh, thank you.

After you make your selection here,

your choice will be punched up on one of the 57 monitors

-that are located in the three adjoining -Fourteen looks close.

-We have over 12,000... -Thirteen's up.

Jeremy, would you bring up the brightness on 13?

-Sure. -Thank you.

...we'll be able to see the area of the walkway

that was right behind your room.

Get it to his office today because I want to be in that issue.

All right.

What have we got?

One turkey, one vegetarian.

-Mustard? -On the turkey.

Oh, what a pal. Thank you.

-What are we drinking? -Iced tea.

Nail.

So I got the ice cream. The cake is being delivered.

I'll make the...

-Oh! Sweet'N Low. -Sugar, no lemon.

-Ice sculpture will be there. -Ice sculptures?

-For 6-year-olds? -You don't know these 6-year-olds.

And these,

and a few more red ones.

Come on!

Stop honking the horn!

Hey, what's going on?

-Hello? -What are you doing home?

I skipped soccer p-p-practice. I wanted to help set up.

Is Maria there?

I sent her and Megan over to the Hunsikers',

so the d-d-decorations would be a surprise.

Oh, you're such a sweetie.

Listen, I hate to tell you this. I'm going to be late.

I'm stuck in some horrific traffic jam.

-What else is new? -All right, all right.

-Oh, did you p-p-pick up the balloons? -Got the balloons.

I had an idea about the s-s-streamers.

I thought that maybe if we connected them...

Honey, would you put some towels on the floor,

underneath the ice sculpture, so it doesn't ruin the rug? Right now?

Yeah. Hang on a sec. Someone's at the d-d-door.

Coming.

Hi.

Julie?

Julie?

What's happening?

Julie?

Stop!

-Mom! -Julie,

-I hear you, Julie! I hear you! -Help, Mama!

I'll get help, Julie! I'll get help!

I'll hold on the phone! I won't leave you!

Help me! Somebody help me!

Have you got a phone? Have you got a phone?

Stop! Please!

-Help me! -Move your car, lady.

-Have you got a phone? -No, I don't.

Move your fucking car!

No! No!

Have you got a phone? I need you to call the police!

-Have you got a phone? -No English!

-Julie, can you hear me? -Mom, help me!

Julie, I won't leave you!

I'll get help!

Can you phone the police for me? Please! Please help me!

Somebody!

-Help me! Have you got a phone? -Yes, I have.

Oh, God. Can you call the police for me?

Yes, I can.

Send them to my house at 244 Eden Street in the Palisades.

Thank you.

-Mom? -Julie? Julie, I've got help!

Can you hear me? I've got help! I'll get there, Julie!

-Mama! -I'll get there!

Help is coming, Julie!

Help me!

I'll stay with you!

Can you hear me?

The police are on their way!

I won't hang up the phone!

No, no.

-Julie? -No!

-Julie! -Mama!

Julie?

Julie!

Julie?

Who's there?

Who's there?

-Do you want something? Are you okay? -Yes.

Wait a minute.

Taxi! Taxi!

Damn it.

If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again.

If you need help...

Answer the phone. Answer the phone.

Excuse me, ma'am.

-You can't go in there. -It's my house.

-You can't go in there. -You got to stay behind the line.

I live here. Well, this is my house.

-My daughter needs me. -Please. Please, ma'am,

-you don't want to go in there. -Julie!

-My daughter needs me. -Please. Sarge.

-Ma'am. Calm down. Sit down. -Julie! Julie!

Ma'am, I'm sorry. We can't let you go in there just now.

Please, tell me is she all right? Is she all right? Julie!

-Is she all right? God damn it. -Relax. Relax.

I heard her. I heard her. I heard her.

Ma'am, do you remember what your daughter said to you on the phone?

I was supposed to have been there.

Do we have to be doing this right now?

I'm sorry, sir. It helps to get this as fresh as possible.

-Honey, can you do this? -Yes, I can do this. I'm all right.

I'm all right.

It's okay. Just try to remember anything you can.

I was talking to her on the phone

about the party decorations, and I cut her off,

and she was calling me, and I couldn't get to her.

What are we doing here?

Shouldn't you be out trying to catch this guy?

-Looking for fingerprints or something? -It's all right.

Sir, this information is very important.

Ma'am, did your daughter, your stepdaughter, sir,

hang out with anyone who might have been involved with drugs?

-No, no. -She was a straight arrow, Officer.

Well, how about a boyfriend?

Someone she just recently broke up with? Even a year ago.

No. Nothing like that.

-She didn't have a boyfriend. -Come on, let's go.

-Okay. -Let's get out of here.

-All right. -She was a good kid.

Well, listen, if anything comes to mind, a name, a face,

like I said, somebody who might have had a reason for doing this,

please give me a call, Mr. and Mrs. McManus.

-McCann. -McCann. I'm sorry.

Just catch this animal, will you?

I'm certainly going to be doing the best that I can.

Shit.

Well, here we go.

Hey. Hey, buddy.

-Oh, Karen. -Dolly.

Karen, I'm so sorry.

-Hi, Peter. -Mack.

-Is Megan all right? -Yeah, she's fine.

I've got to call Larry.

-He's her father. He's got to know. -I'll call.

I don't even know how to find his number.

-Karen, I'll take care of it, all right? -I'm never going to find it.

-I haven't talked to him in so long. -Just let me take care of it.

-Where's Megan? -She's downstairs, asleep in our bed.

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mama??

-You slept in your clothes. -Mack?

I'm up!

Daddy, why did we...

Let's shake this up.

Hey.

-Hey, Mama. -Hi, sweetie.

Why did we sleep at Dolly's house?

Where's Julie? Did Julie sleep here, too?

Julie...

Where? Where is she?

Megan, sometimes things happen,

bad things,

even to the people we love the most in the whole wide world.

What happened?

-Well, Julie... -Morning, everyone.

-Hello, little pumpkin. Good morning. -Morning.

-How about some eggs, huh? -No, I don't like eggs.

-How about English muffins? -No.

-I'm so sorry. -Hang in there. You're doing great.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

-Sharon. -I don't know how you're holding up.

Good to see you. Thank you for coming.

-My deepest sympathy. -I appreciate it.

-Oh! I'm sorry. -I'm so sorry.

-I'm sorry. It was my fault. -Karen, let me clean this up, really.

-Come on, just pass it. -No.

Come on. Come on. Just pass it.

-I'm going this way. -I'm first.

-Come on! -Come on!

-Just pass it. -Come on.

-Oh, Karen, I'm so sorry. -Hello, Aunt Flo.

She was our special girl, wasn't she, Karen?

You've got to move on. You've got to be strong for Megan.

Thank you, Aunt Flo. I must see to the coffee.

-How are you holding up? -Fine. Fine.

-You heard anything from Larry, yet? -Yeah.

Mack finally reached him.

He was in Switzerland.

So he's on his way back.

Nope.

Oh, Karen, I'm sorry.

Talk about deadbeat dads.

He never bothered much with her anyway.

All those people out there. I got to go.

I mean, how is one prepared for something like this...

-Mrs. McCann? -Yes?

Hi, I'm Gene Forest. I was Julie's French teacher.

Oh, yes, Gene. I remember you.

The class made this for you.

Thank you.

-Such a tragedy. -We were in Julie's class.

That looks good! I'm going to try some.

Oh, my.

Aunt Helen, are you okay? Are you okay?

Helen, are you all right?

-What did she say? -Her name is Flo.

Aunt Flo...

-Back to the chair. -It's my hip.

Let's get her some water or something.

Megan!

I hate it when she runs off.

Stephanie, come on!

Mommy! Mommy! Daddy!

Mommy!

-Megan, wait for us! -We'll be right down!

Megan?

Megan?

Megan? Megan, come back!

Megan! Megan!

Megan, don't ever, ever run off

-so far ahead of us, do you hear? -Mommy.

-Not ever. -Hey! Jesus. You okay? Huh?

Mommy just wants you to wait for us, all right?

And we want to see the skeletons, too, all right?

Okay. There you go.

I thought... I...

-He was right behind her. -Okay.

Don't treat me like I'm some neurotic.

-Then don't act like one. -She's all I've got left.

You got me, too.

I know I do.

-Sergeant. -Mrs. McCann.

-How have you been doing? -I'm all right.

I guess I was just wondering how the investigation was coming.

Well, the investigation is coming along very well.

Good. So what does that mean?

-Well, why don't you take a seat? -Thanks.

You don't want to know all the details, Mrs. McCann.

It's just going to make it harder for you.

Sergeant, there's nothing you can possibly tell me

that's worse than what I imagine.

Well, we've got a couple of leads on delivery guys

who were in and out of your house that day.

We're going to subpoena their blood.

Oh, and we've got some samples of his skin

from underneath her fingernails. Maybe not enough for DNA testing.

Do you want me to stop?

Oh, and we've also got a medium sperm sample

mixed with your daughter's blood.

That's...

That's good evidence of forced...

Well, anyway...

That's about it for right now.

But that's good, right?

I mean, you're going to catch this guy.

Mrs. McCann, I feel real good about it. Real confident.

Sweet tooth?

Poor man's truth serum. Caffeine and sugar.

-You want one? -All right.

-Truth serum, huh? -Well, sure, you know, "I confess,

"I did it, but, please, don't tell my mother."

This is a support group

for parents who've lost their children to violence.

Maybe it'll help.

You show me your heartbreak, I'll show you mine?

What fun.

-You ready for this? -Honey, we're so late.

-Why don't we just do it another time? -No, no, no.

Come on. Come on, let's go.

And this guy that killed her got out on bail.

Bail, you know. So he's free to hang out with his friends,

and my baby sister, she's gone forever, and I don't know how to deal with it.

I mean, how you supposed to deal with it?

You know, how are you supposed to process this?

You know, how do you forgive someone like him?

-I can't... Do you think he... -Don't allow it to fester in you, Tony.

Look, I hate to say it, but there is another kind of justice!

-No, don't say that. -Look, it won't solve anything.

Look, I'm Irish Catholic, and I know that killing is a mortal sin,

and I know my little sister's in heaven.

I want to see her again.

Okay. Okay.

Come on. That's it.

Albert, do you want to go next?

Tim was 12 when a man named Dexter Winter

shot him in the head.

Winter was robbing a convenience store.

Tim just happened to be there.

His lawyer claimed he was a victim of child abuse,

got his conviction reduced from murder to manslaughter.

Jesus.

Manslaughter.

Do they know what life is like without my son?

Winter got paroled last week.

He'll be on the street in two weeks. Here he is.

Francesca, dear, why don't you say something now?

When my son's killer got paroled,

-I planted a tree, because I needed... -Oh, come on.

-I'm talking about healing. -But the killer is walking.

-Healing is... -The killer is walking!

I had to find a way to sleep at night.

Please, let's not start in like this! Please, just don't...

Let it go.

All right. All right, everybody! Take it easy. Take it easy.

Come on. Calm down, all right?

Everybody just take a deep breath.

What's this?

Oh, no! It's my archenemy Moby Duck!

Oh, no.

Megan?

Five more minutes before bedtime, Nina.

Listen, we've got some new petitions here.

We need as many signatures as possible,

so after you get your coffee,

please bring it on over and sign these things.

Really need your help on this.

Nothing's going to go wrong. How many times do I have to tell you?

-Why do you keep saying that? -Well, because, there are so many...

You're not making it any easier, all right?

-Nothing is going to go wrong. -I just...

Oh, sorry. I was looking for the ladies' room.

Go back the way you came. Turn left at the exit sign.

Bathrooms are at the end of the hall.

Thanks.

-Do you think she heard anything? -I don't know.

I'm really scared.

We're one club that hates to see new members,

-but I'm glad to see you. -Thanks a lot.

-Hi. -Hi.

-So this is your first meeting. -Yeah.

-What do you think? -Pretty grim.

I'm Angel Kosinsky.

Karen McCann.

-My grandfather was Polish. -So was mine.

Why are you here?

My son was killed.

So was my daughter.

I'm sorry.

Is he up here?

No.

That's him. That's Sean.

Daddy?

Daddy? Daddy?

I need to show you something.

Come on, Daddy. Come on.

-Can't I get a cup of coffee? -No! I need to show you something.

Daddy, look what I did. I ruined it, Daddy.

-I ruined Julie's pillow. -You didn't ruin it.

We can get that stain out.

Mama's going to be very, very angry.

It's good for you. It has potassium in it.

-I don't like bananas. -Okay. You want an apple?

Oh, God!

-Mack? -What?

She washed it! I'll kill her!

-Maria washed Julie's pillow! -No, Karen, I washed it.

-You washed it? -Yeah.

Mack, you ruined it. The smell is gone!

There's nothing left. You can't get it back!

Stop it! Stop it!

Megan dropped her ice-cream bar on it and stained it.

It was an accident. She didn't want to upset you,

-so we washed it. -Megan, I...

-I'm sorry, Mack. -Take it easy.

-Hi. -Are you okay?

-Yeah. -This is the McCann residence.

-I'm going to go upstairs with her, okay? -Leave a message at the beep.

Hello, Mr. and Mrs. McCann? This is Sergeant Denillo. Hello?

-Well, could you please ring... -Sergeant, don't hang up. I'm here.

Mrs. McCann, I just wanted to let you know we've arrested a suspect.

Who?

His name is Robert Doob. We picked him up at Jon's Market.

I use that market.

He's one of the delivery men whose blood we tested.

It's a positive DNA match.

-You got him? -We got him.

I'm filing with the DA. It's a dead-bang case.

-I'll call you on the hearing. -Thank you.

-Mack? Mack? -Yeah?

They got him! Mack, they got him!

Oh, thank God!

...and now for the local news.

A suspect in the Palisades murder was apprehended today

at Jon's Market in Santa Monica.

-Look at him. -Police identified the man...

-Do you recognize him? -No.

I didn't recognize him the first time, either.

I never saw him delivering here.

Denillo says he's been in and out of jail his whole life.

That's him. He's the one.

-He did it. -Honey, turn it off.

-Just a minute. -No, turn it off.

You don't want to see this again.

-Just a minute, okay? -It's not a good thing.

Jon's management has...

I just want to watch it one more time.

There he is.

Great.

-Morning, Sergeant. -Sergeant Denillo.

Hi, Mr. and Mrs. McCann. My name is Howard Bolinger.

I'm from the DA's office.

Howard's going to be trying the case today.

-We were speaking to a Mr. Randall. -Yeah, what happened to Randall?

Mr. Randall's been transferred.

I'm going to be handling the case from here on in.

What do you mean he was transferred?

Why weren't we told about this?

-Well, it's really all right. -We really got to get going.

This kind of thing happens all the time.

Please try not to worry, Mr. and Mrs. McCann.

I've reviewed the case very thoroughly.

This is just a little pre-trial motion that the defense has cooked up.

Sergeant's done an excellent job. Our evidence is conclusive.

We're in great shape.

All rise.

The Honorable Judge Arthur Younger, presiding.

Good morning.

-Good morning, Your Honor. -Morning, Your Honor.

-Please be seated. -Your Honor, I'd like to request

that my client's handcuffs be removed.

-That would be fine. -Thank you, Your Honor.

All right, Counsel.

Proceed with your motion.

Your Honor, the prosecution collected sperm samples

from the victim for the purposes of DNA testing.

As we know, there's no problem with this procedure,

as long as the defense is given an equal opportunity

to perform their own tests.

Per the discovery rule,

the prosecution agreed to supply the defense

with at least 25% of the evidence for counter-examination.

This evidence was never given to us, Your Honor.

Your Honor, the defense was never promised a percentage of the evidence.

Ms. Juke was called and asked to participate

in a mutual examination at the time the testing was conducted.

She declined.

I have here a written stipulation from the DA's office

-promising the defense 25% of the... -Quit looking at him so much.

...sperm sample for counter-testing. I'd like to present it to the court.

Objection. Your Honor, I know of no such notification.

This document was prepared by your colleague, Mr. Randall.

May I see the document, Your Honor?

-What? -Wait a second.

Mr. Bolinger, where is the rest of that sample?

By the time we were able to obtain a clean sample, Your Honor,

the 25% had already been utilized,

but my office specifically offered Miss Juke the opportunity to...

Your Honor, I respectfully request that the evidence in this case

be found inadmissible on the grounds that the prosecution

neglected to provide the defense with the evidence

that was promised to us in writing.

-Your Honor, may I suggest... -This is an unfair,

one-sided attack against my client, Your Honor,

and a breach of the promise made by the prosecution

-to release that evidence to us. -Your Honor, that evidence

conclusively identifies that man as the Killer.

All right. All right.

Counsel, can I talk to you off the record?

Do you have any other physical evidence?

The defense was promised a sample, and they didn't get it.

Randall promised it to them. This guy didn't know anything about it.

-What is this? -It's all right.

All right, Counsel. Please return to your seats.

The law requires that the defense shall have the opportunity

to conduct their own DNA testing on all evidence presented to this court.

Therefore, in the interest of justice,

the court reluctantly grants the motion.

Evidence will be suppressed.

Your Honor, I can submit the test for your examination.

Do the people have any additional evidence

they can present to meet their burden of proof?

No, Your Honor.

Your Honor, the defense requests that the charges be dismissed.

Motion granted. Case dismissed.

-What are we going to do now? -How could you let this happen?

You're just going to let him walk right out of here?

...refile the case...

-S-s-s-sorry. -Let's go.

No, Mr. McCann! Mr. McCann, please!

Come on, fellow. Come on, fellow.

Mr. McCann, come on!

-Come on. -Take it easy.

-Come on. -It's over.

Take it easy.

Now move it.

Are you saying that she didn't come in this morning?

That's right. I haven't seen her.

Well, can you speak up a little bit?

Karen has not come in. I'm a little worried.

-She didn't call or anything? -No.

Do you want to leave a message for her?

-No, that's okay. Thank you. -Bye.

Karen?

Hey.

-What time is it? -It's almost 1:00.

You didn't go to work, huh?

I tried.

Got to go to work.

Got to keep going.

Got to get up in the morning and eat breakfast.

Got to take Megan to school. Keep things moving.

You can't quit, you know?

I'm just so tired. I can't sleep.

Come on.

We can get through this.

We can do this.

That's it, baby.

Let's get out of the house, okay? Go have some lunch?

-You're right. -Huh?

Got to get going.

Hold the elevator.

Excuse me. I'd like to see a case filing.

Do you mean an arrest package?

-An arrest package. -You have a case number?

Yes, I do. It's case number

-95-125... -Wait, wait.

125.

-95-125... -...5-125,

-...104. -04.

-State vs. Robert Doob? -Yes, that's it.

-It will be $15 for a copy. -All right.

What are you doing?

I'm making this so you can't read some of this information.

It's classified.

-What's classified? -The address.

It's just white-out. It ain't concrete.

Thank you.

Talking about some old damn shoes!

I don't know nothing about no damn shoes!

Hey, you got a cigarette?

Motherfucker! Well, fuck you, too!

Get out of the way!

Excuse me, ma'am, can I help you with something?

Excuse me, perhaps I could show you something.

Well, I... No. No, thanks.

...delivery at 2:07 p.m.

Location...

-Morning. -Morning.

Café latte. Non-fat.

-You look better. -Thanks.

Even your desk looks better.

What, was my desk depressed?

I'd ask what you were doing, but I don't want to jinx it.

-Dolly? -Yeah?

- I followed Robert Doob yesterday. -What?

I watched him. I found out where he lives,

and he never even knew I was there.

Did you tell anyone about this?

Did you tell Mack?

-Don" t

He'd go ballistic.

Jesus Christ, Karen, what are you doing?

This is insane.

Never mind. Honestly, I shouldn't have said anything.

Promise me you won't do anything like this again.

It was a dumb idea.

-Dumb idea. -Very dumb idea.

Hey, watch it, asshole!

Fucking piece of shit.

-Hi. -Hi.

Do you want me to help you carry these in? They're kind of heavy.

-No, no, no. -Okay.

You got that?

You all right? Okay. Thank you.

Sure.

Okay.

Bye.

Oh, my God.

I think we've got him, but we've got to hurry.

He's delivering groceries again.

He made a delivery today, to a woman,

and then he went outside of her house and watched her.

My God, he even marked his territory like a dog.

What? Have you been following him?

Yes! You've got to pick him up. You've got to grab him.

You've got to get him, right now!

Mrs. McCann, you can't go around following Robert Doob.

For your own safety. Do you understand me?

I know where he lives. I know where he works. I can give you...

I don't know how else to explain this to you, Mrs. McCann.

Robert Doob is a free man.

Yes, he's a free man, and he's going to do it again!

It isn't right.

I wish to hell it were different, but that's just the way it is.

I want you to pick him up. I want you to get him.

I know what you want. But the fact is,

I can't arrest him for standing on a street corner looking the wrong way.

Looking the wrong way? He wasn't just...

-Denillo, we've got... -Yeah, I'll be right out.

-You have got to do something! -Please,

just stay the hell away from Robert Doob.

Yes. Hello.

My name is Karen McCann.

Could I come in and talk to you for a moment?

Look, here's my card.

I work for the Media Museum.

Do you speak English?

Oh, God.

Please.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

This is very nice.

Oh...

God, how am I going to say this? So...

I don't want to frighten you.

I do want to frighten you, actually.

Money is... No, I don't want any money.

I want to warn you. You're in danger. Do you understand?

There is a man, an hombre.

He has been here before. You let him in.

He works for the market. You cannot let him in.

I've been to the police.

-Lady, what are you doing here? -Do you speak English?

-Yes, I speak English. -I need to warn you.

-There is a man who has been here. -What man?

I have been to the police.

-Do you need help? -Look, lady, you have upset my wife.

I don't need help. You need help. Just leave us alone.

Okay, just go. Leave.

-Leave us alone, please! -You are in trouble!

-All right. -Thank you.

Does a Robert Doob work here?

-Robert Doob? -Yes. Where is he?

Thank you.

You got a warrant?

Why? You done something wrong?

I don't do things I think are wrong.

Hey, maybe you just came here for a sperm sample.

Look, you piece of dog shit, I know what you are.

You so much as piss on your toilet seat, I'll make you lick it clean.

-Fuck you, grease ball. -Fuck me?

Fuck you.

Come on, motherfucker, blow my fucking head off.

Five people watched you come in here. Show me you've got some balls.

Pull the fucking trigger.

I didn't think so.

You keep your dick in your pants, or I'll cut an inch out of the middle!

I hear about you looking in any more windows, you're dead.

Get out of my city.

I think he just comes here for the cookies.

I mean, he's got half the tray.

-Maybe he wants friends. -Oh, yeah, we're such a fun group.

I just quit.

Never says anything. Just nods and eats cookies.

-Maybe that's his way of coping. -Yeah.

Some of us eat, some of us talk.

Some of us talk about the people who eat.

Hey.

-Hi. How are you? -Good.

Hi, how you doing?

Did you hear what happened to the Gratzes?

Divine intervention.

-It should only happen to all of us, huh? -Amen.

-Why? What happened to the Gratzes? -The guy who killed their boy was killed.

-How? -I think he was shot.

When? When did this happen?

-Like, he'd been out for... -Hey.

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

...two days. He was back in the old hood. Drive-by.

-Where's Mack? -He's with Megan.

Did you hear about what happened to the Gratzes?

Yeah.

You know, I was wondering if you'd like to go to lunch someday.

Sure, I'd love it.

-How about tomorrow? -Great.

...in the Palisades murder was apprehended today

at Jon's Market in Santa Monica...

Mack,

do you believe in the death penalty?

As far as that guy's concerned, I do.

Why? Because it's just, or you want revenge?

I don't know. It's just the way I feel. I don't know what I think.

What's the point of watching that?

I'll turn it off, all right?

I'm sorry. Just that, what's the point in that?

Now, hold up, okay? And down. Roll it, roll it up. Up, up, up.

Good, turn out, bring the feet in. Now the rib cage kiss.

Pull it in. Open the back. You got it.

You call this lunch?

I call this entrapment.

If I'd warned you, you wouldn't have come.

Yeah, that's it. Knees together. Ankles together.

Remember what your mother told you.

What makes you so sure I wouldn't have come?

...absolutely. Go up, up, up.

You're resisting feeling better.

Hold on. Lazy Mushy, how's your tushy?

Hey, Debra, How're you doing, babe? What's up?

It's not something I have a hell of a lot of control over.

I know, but it will get better, Karen.

Focus on the good stuff, the good times with your daughter.

When I think about her, the details...

I'm talking about Megan.

Oh.

Stop it! I made these.

-No, you didn't. I did. -No, I did.

-I did. You did not. - I did.

-Did too. -Did not.

-Did too. -Did not.

Hey. You're pretty.

Hi, Megan. Can I come in?

How did you know my name?

It's on the back of your T-shirt.

-Do you want a mud pie? -Sure.

Thank you.

You know, Megan, not all boys are mean.

I think I need to go now.

No, you don't.

Hustle! Come on, you guys. Everybody in.

Take it easy going up the stairs.

Tasty.

Would you like some syrup?

Syrup, yeah. That's the best part.

Thank you.

What about this one? Can I have this?

No, that's for my mommy.

But I want it.

That's tough.

Tough?

"Tough titty," said the kitty, "but the milk's still good."

"Tough titty," said the kitty, "but the milk's still good."

That's right.

Hold on one second.

It's the first class on your right. Now, which is your right hand?

Thank you, Angel.

You'll be cursing me tomorrow, girlfriend.

For noticing. Thanks for noticing.

Yeah, well.

I don't talk to my friends much anymore.

Either I don't call or they don't call. I don't know which.

Please. They're afraid.

I'd like to do this again.

Maybe we could go out to dinner sometime.

Yeah. And bring Mack.

-Are you married? -Yeah.

Her name is Michelle.

Oh. Well, bring Michelle.

There she is. Amy.

Mommy! What are you doing here?

Hi, sweetie. Well, I thought I would come and pick you up today.

-Is that all right? -Yeah.

-Look what I made for you. -Did you make that for me?

Look, a big cookie with candies in it. It looks good.

No, no. Don't eat it.

No? Okay, we'll save it for dessert.

We're going to have to put this on the shelf

with all the other goodies you've made for us.

I kind of like the blue one a little bit better.

You do, huh? Well, I can tell.

Look, Mom, that's my friend from the playhouse.

Hi.

Why don't you just stay out of my neighborhood?

And I'll stay out of yours.

'Cause, you know, I don't even really like kiddy pussy,

but I'm willing to make an exception.

-See you later, alligator. -In a while, crocodile.

She's really beautiful.

-Bye. -Bye.

You have a nice day now.

Okay, get into bed.

Here's Mr. Whiskers. There you go.

-Sleep well. -Okay.

-Good night, sweetie. -Good night, Mommy.

All right, everybody. Come on, we have a lot of work to do.

There's two new petitions to sign.

There's the Marlin petition and the...

Oh, thank you, Karen and Jeremy.

Hello, Lynn. It's so nice to see you.

Thanks, Jeremy. Hi, there.

How you doing?

-Hi. -Hi.

Mr. Hughes?

-Sidney. -Sidney.

I'm Karen McCann.

-Hi. -Hi.

Actually, I was looking for your friends, the Gratzes.

I heard about what happened to the man who murdered their boy.

Yes, I know about that.

I need some help.

That's what these meetings are for.

Mr. Hughes,

I heard you talking to them upstairs that night.

I know you can help me.

Please.

All right.

There's a garage at 5th and Temple.

Michael's Garage. They're very helpful there.

All right, everybody, let's settle down, okay? Come on, quiet down.

Around 7:30.

Angel, we're going to get started now. Let's settle down!

A lot of people have asked me if they can talk tonight,

and I want everybody to have a chance.

So, who would like to go first?

Hello?

-Hello? -Back here.

-Hi. Come in. -Hi.

I didn't know it was you.

Hello.

-Hey, what the hell are you doing? -Just checking.

He's making sure you're not wired. Have a seat.

Thanks.

-Coffee? -No, thank you.

You want to tell us why you're here?

You know why I'm here.

The man who raped and murdered my daughter is free.

He got away with it.

This is my son.

They never found the Killer.

Mrs. McCann, Martin and I have both lost loved ones

in a situation where someone was to blame.

Why are you really here?

Why am I here?

I can't rest.

I'll never ever rest again till he pays for what he did to her.

I need you to help me.

Do you know how to defend yourself? Physically?

Other than running like hell?

This is no joke, Mrs. McCann. We're not here for kicks.

We all have other lives. We'd much rather be somewhere else.

The thing is, we're sticklers for justice.

Since you can't count on the system to provide it...

Justice. Do you think you're capable of going through with this?

Can you deal with the consequences?

Look, guys, I'm here, all right?

Okay. We can help you get your hands on a weapon.

We can show you where to train.

We'll help you plan the hit.

But you'll have to pull the trigger yourself.

-I see. -Do you?

Desperately wanting someone dead and actually killing them,

that's two different things.

Shooting paper is very different than shooting through flesh.

Now, you want to think this over. You don't have to commit tonight.

I'm in.

One, two! Good work! Keep going!

Palm pulled back aiming to the face! Breathe out!

One! Two! Nice and strong!

Hit hard as you can!

Okay, let's pay attention, everybody. Here we go.

It's okay to be scared now, okay?

Be relaxed, now just grab the gun.

Go ahead. There's your target over there.

That's it. Just extend your arm out.

Bring the other one underneath it. Right here. Just relax, relax.

Spread your feet out just a little tiny bit. Good, good.

There's your target. I want you to breathe, and I want you to hold it.

Hold it and squeeze. Come on, squeeze.

Mama!

Mama??

Oh, damn it!

Never mind.

Karen, Megan was trying to show you something.

If you could just pay her a little attention.

-I have a lot on my mind. -Well, so do I.

It's different. She wasn't your daughter.

What did you just say?

You are not the only one who lost Julie.

I lost her, too. So did Megan.

Don't you ever say that to me again!

Mack.

She was my daughter, Karen.

I raised her with you.

I loved her,

and I miss her just as much as you do.

I could take him anywhere I want.

From this position, he's open.

You can come and kick into the body,

or the front kick into the groin that we learned.

Then also, just another...

Now, this is the building where he lives.

He usually comes down this street

and parks in this parking lot right over here.

Now, the little alleyway right here,

that's where you stand. Right at that alley.

Okay.

Now, when you hear his Jeep pull up,

wait till he turns the ignition off.

When he opens the Jeep door,

when you hear that door open, you step out and...

-All right, see you guys. -See y'all.

I don't know. If we could just get inside his head, you know.

If we could just get him to speak.

Well, he's been depressed all the time I've been here.

I don't see any change in him at all.

-So listen, I'm parked over here. -I'm over here.

-I'll see you. -Bye. See you.

-See you next Tuesday. -Good night.

Here, take my wallet.

Oh, I don't want your money.

I thought you were following me.

I'm so sorry.

I'm not following you. I'm parked right there.

-Oh, I'm so sorry. -Yeah. Me, too.

I hope I didn't hurt you too bad.

Well, you did.

Hey, hey, hey.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa.

Hey. Hey.

Daddy! No! No!

Daddy!

Daddy!

-I'll go

Let me go.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

No! Daddy!

Megan?

Honey?

-Where's Daddy? -He's sleeping.

Did you have a bad dream?

Do you want to tell me about it?

-Mama? -Yeah?

Are you still mad?

Mad at who? At you?

Sweetie, I was never mad at you. Is that what you think?

It was my birthday.

You think because it was your birthday Julie died?

Oh, Meg.

Sit up, honey.

Listen to me.

It was not your fault.

Sometimes when terrible things happen,

we act in ways that others can't understand.

I've just been so sad, Megan.

-Mama? -Yeah?

Will you sleep with me tonight?

I would like that. Will you let me?

So you trust her?

Yeah. I trust her completely.

She doesn't seem like a killer to me.

I am not worried.

I don't like her type. Her hands are too clean.

You know, you need to relax.

You were just like this with the Gratzes, too.

-Well, got to go. -You pick it up yet?

On my way.

-It's a .38? -Yep.

That's what she's most comfortable with.

Hey, look, I don't think it's going to be a problem.

-Hello? Michael's Garage. -Hi, Martin, this is Mrs. Benedetti.

Hi, Mrs. Benedetti. Listen, your car's all ready.

Oh, great. When can I pick it up?

All right. Now, it's going be a little bit more expensive than I estimated.

You told me it was going to be $350.

I know what I told you. The bad news is we had to replace your brake shoes.

Martin, you keep doing this to me every time I bring the car in.

Well, listen, it happens with the normal wear and tear of a car.

That's what you told me last time with the battery,

and we changed three times.

Martin, I don't have $250 more.

-You want some more tea? -No, thanks.

Go on. Take it. Put it in your purse.

If you don't have the stomach for this, it's all right.

You don't have to do it.

I can do it.

It's like I've got some kind of disease. It's like I'm an idiot.

My, dear, you mustn't give up.

Fifteen months for a court date!

You have to keep going after the DA.

Did they ever catch Sean's killer?

You are so strong. I know this is hard.

Sorry.

It seems so unjust.

Don't do it, Karen.

What?

It's not going to bring her back.

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

You'll get caught. I'm telling you this 'cause I'm your friend.

Mack, what are you doing?

Sitting here, waiting for you.

The meeting ran a little late. I'm going to have a cup of tea. You want one?

I tried to call you today. Dolly said you were having lunch with me.

-Dolly's confused. -Where were you?

I had lunch alone. Why?

You've been going there almost every afternoon.

From 12:00 to 1:30. You've been going there for three weeks,

and you've been lying to me.

-You called there? -What the hell are you doing, Karen?

-I'm learning to use a gun. -What the hell for?

So I can defend myself, okay?

Well, why didn't you tell me about this?

Look, I'm learning a lot of other things, too.

I'm taking an exercise class, a defense class.

If you've looked in my wallet, you would have seen that.

Don't say that to me! Don't blame this on me!

I have every right to defend myself.

Well, I don't understand why you couldn't tell me about this.

It helps me, okay? It helps me get it all out.

Well, get it out with me. I don't care what you do.

Scream, yell. Break everything in this fucking house.

-Just stop lying to me! -All right, all right!

Okay.

Okay.

Did you buy one?

A gun.

No.

Jeez, I don't know, Karen.

I don't know.

Maybe we should just get out of here for a while.

Where would we go?

Someplace unfamiliar, where nobody knows us,

where we could just be ourselves.

Could you take a few weeks off?

Yeah. Yeah, I could do whatever it takes.

Can you?

Sean?

Is your name Sean?

-Is your mommy here? -Which one?

Karen.

This is my son, Sean,

and that's Michelle.

-Hello

Sean, why don't you come help me with something.

Mom, can I have some money for a snow cone, please?

Okay.

Why don't we sit down?

I don't want to sit down.

Who are you?

I know. I lied about Sean being killed. I'm sorry.

I don't understand.

I thought you were like me.

We were going through things.

Why the hell would you lie about a thing like that?

I was in those meetings investigating vigilante activity.

I work undercover.

-I'm with the FBI. -Oh, my God.

If you walk away now, Karen, you'll be okay.

How could you pretend to be my friend?

Just walk away.

I can't let him go.

-You've got to let the law deal with this. - I tried that.

Okay, let me spell it out for you.

It's against the law to kill another human being unless it's in self defense.

They won't care why you did what you did.

You'll spend the rest of your life in prison.

Besides, what legacy are you leaving your little girl?

You've got to ask yourself, Karen,

what are you trying to teach Megan?

I want this one.

So, where are the rest of those candles, Dolly?

With your Christmas bonus.

Good answer. You deserved that.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

This is my last birthday party.

Michael's Garage.

-It's me. -Karen.

I'm out, okay?

What do you mean?

I can't. Sorry.

Got a lot of groceries.

Got it?

Sure. Just take your time.

$5.00.

You fucking bitch!

Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!

Shut up! Shut the...

Do we have a final confirmation from Freedlander yet?

Well, I talked to his assistant and he said yes,

but I couldn't get him on the phone again. As usual.

He's never going to come. He never does.

-May I ask who's calling? -When are you and Mack taking off?

-All right, yeah. Hang on. -Tomorrow morning.

There's a Detective Denillo on line two.

You want me to take a message?

No. I'll get it.

At least it's over.

You got him.

We're holding him for 48 hours, then I'm going to have to let him go.

Why?

I've got zero. That's why. I don't have a case.

He killed two people. You and I know that and I know that.

But I can't prove it, and I can't hold him.

What do you mean you can't prove it?

He'll sue the city and end up with his own goddamn talk show.

What are you saying to me?

Like it or not, he's got rights.

What about my daughter's rights?

What about that other woman's rights? They've got no rights?

You're yelling at the wrong man, Mrs. McCann.

I told you this was going to happen.

I warned you. I was a witness. I saw him.

You saw him three weeks ago. It's circumstantial.

Fingerprints.

We've got tons of fingerprints all over the house.

We've got his hair, we've got carpet fibers.

But he delivered their groceries.

His prints belong in the house.

-Everything I have on him is worthless. -What?

He even used a condom.

A condom? Of course he wore a condom.

He's smarter than you are.

Why don't you offer him a candy bar, maybe he'll confess.

We're doing the best we can.

Well, he is miles ahead of you.

He knows exactly what he's doing, which is more than I can say for you.

You want to do this? You want to play this game?

What makes you so goddamned special?

You know how many murder cases I see in a week? How many bodies?

I walk through blood every single day, Mrs. McCann.

And you can't catch them.

You can't punish them and you can't protect anyone else.

You're completely useless.

I don't have to take this shit from you. I hear it every day.

From the lawyers, the media, and the scumbags out in the street.

And you know something?

Right now, you don't sound a whole lot different from them.

Yeah? How's this? Fuck you!

That's $1.50, please.

Thanks so much.

Tony! Tony, it's me, Karen.

I left something in the office.

What do you mean, they're gone?

They're gone! They disappeared. I don't know where they are.

Hang on. Karen, it's Dolly. She's hysterical about something.

All right, keep going. Dolly?

Karen, the press kits are gone.

Well, they were in the boxes in my office.

Look, I've made 17 phone calls to find out what's going on.

Yeah, I... You saw them there yesterday.

Dolly, slow down, all right? I can hardly understand you.

I know we can't have the press conference without them,

but I know that they're there.

Well, look again, Dolly. You know I'm going away.

What am I supposed to do?

Mack, please, you and Megan go on. I'll be up there tomorrow.

I have to help Dolly straighten this out.

Why can't Dolly deal with this on her own?

You heard her on the phone.

We'll wait for you. What's another day?

No. I want to go now.

We were all going to do this together. That's the idea.

This is my responsibility. I can't just walk out on them.

You don't trust me.

Not particularly.

That's not fair.

Mack, maybe I'll be there tonight.

It's just a few hours.

Okay. We'll meet you up there.

-Okay. -All right.

Okay, sweetie, buckle up.

You're going on up with Dad.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

You can get the house all set up for me. Give me kisses.

-Bye, Mama. -Bye, honey.

Drive carefully.

You too.

Bye.

Okay, you're the navigator, so here.

Come here, you piece of shit!

-No! You kiss my white ass, blackie. -Go to hell.

Come here, you... What's your problem?

Excuse me. I work for the Department of Water and Power.

My boss out there told me to tell you we're about to shut your electricity off.

What are you talking about?

It'll only be off till tomorrow morning. Is that all right?

You bitch.

Old MacDonald had a farm

E I E I O

-And on his farm he had a -Cow

E I E I O

With a moo moo here And a moo moo there

Here a moo, there a moo Everywhere a moo moo

Old MacDonald had a farm EIEIO

"Tough titty tough titty," said the Kitty, "but the milk's still good."

Where did you hear that from?

From the man at the playground at school.

What man?

The man that Mommy watches on the video.

Did you tell your mommy about this?

Yeah, she saw him. She talked to him.

Shit!

Try to call your mom.

Damn it!

Sorry to disappoint you.

What are you going to do, shoot me?

You broke into my house with the intent to do me bodily harm.

The law says I have the right to protect myself.

What, you want me to say I'm sorry?

It could have been anybody.

I don't even remember what she looked like.

It's nothing personal.

She was 17 years old.

She was 5' 2". She had brown eyes.

Her name was Julie.

She was my daughter.

She was a great fuck.

No!

Like I said, nothing personal.

It's very personal.

At approximately what time did you become aware

that there was an assailant in the house, ma'am?

Was the assailant alone, ma'am?

Do you think it was possible you were followed home?

Ma'am, how can we get in touch with your husband?

Does the gun belong to you?

Anyone else in the house, ma'am?

We should get you to the hospital, get you checked out.

No, I'm fine.

-You sure? -Yeah.

I know what you've done here.

What?

I've been doing this a long time. You haven't fooled me.

Prove it.

-Daddy! -What the hell is going on?

-Daddy, what happened? -Megan, I want you to stay in the car.

So, what do you think?

Armed suspect, forced entry through the back door,

to assault her with intent.

Clear case of self-defense.

Sir, you can't go in there.

-I live here. -Sir!

You have to listen.

Please, this is my home. It's my house! I live here.

That's my daughter in the car. Stay with her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We're done here, Sarge.

I need a photograph of this over here.

Try to keep that area clear, at least until the photographer gets here.