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Morning of the big night, huh, Andy?
Are you ready for me to come over?

- Listen, uh, I gotta tell you something.
- Good morning.

- Good morning, Lieutenant. How you doing?
- Fine.

- You're not gonna believe this. I can hardly believe it myself.
- What, Andy?

Now, I know what you're gonna think.

With the history between us,
you're gonna think I'm makin' this up.

Andy, what?

Now, an incident has occurred
in my apartment,

and it is definitely not fit
for visitors tonight.

- I don't believe this.
- You wanna know what happened?

- No.
- Hey, hey, John. Good morning.

I already heard about the fungus in the fish
tank, about the dangerous linoleum tiles...

You wanna know
what happened, yes or no?

What happened?

Well, I have
a very bad gas leak.

Now, I called the
gas people already.

Now, Sylvia, there is no way
I'm gonna feel comfortable...

exposing you
to that kind of danger.

So we're back
to square one, huh, Andy?

No, we are definitely
not back to square one.

L- I want you to come over to my place.
L- I told you that.

I already turned that corner. I'm
lookin' forward to it. I'm a changed man.

I have a dangerous leak. That's all
we're talkin' about here now.

- You want some advice, Andy?
- Huh?

Get it fixed.

Mike? Roberts?

Mike Roberts around?
I gotta see Mike.

- He's not here.
- Mike!

- Hey, Roberts!
- Excuse me, miss.

- Get your ass out here!
- Dee Dee, remember me? Detective Kelly.

- Oh, yeah, sure.
- Huh?

- I remember you, Detective.
- Come here.

Detective, do you think I should call
Detective Roberts at home?

- You know this isn't cool.
- Maybe his wife will answer.

- Dee Dee.
- Maybe Connie will pick up the phone.

- Dee Dee.
- No, listen, listen.

- You gotta do me a really big favor?
- What's that?

Mike promised to get some money to me,
but I can't get in touch with him...

- That's not how this works. You know that.
- I gotta get my dog to the vet.

- Mike is out in the field.
- If I could borrow $ 20...

- I promise I'll get it back.
- When he comes in, I will give him your message, okay?

I really gotta get up
and I don't have any money for it.

Okay. When he comes in,
I'm gonna give him your message.

- No, no, no! That's not good.
- Come on, Dee Dee.

You think I'm only his snitch? You think
that's what I am? Well, I'm not, all right?

- I want you to take off. - I'm his
'round-the-world girl. His little whore.

- What the hell's going on here?
- You got a visitor, okay?

Oh. Hi, Mike.

You know you're not
supposed to be in here.

But I haven't seen you
for three days!

Let's call Connie.

Yeah, let's call Connie, huh.
Yeah, you know.

Hi, Connie.

- Hey, hey, hey, take it easy. What is wrong with you?
- That's enough!

- Wait! Wait!
- I want her out of here now!

- No, no, no, no, wait.
- Here she goes. She's leaving.

- Roberts, my office.
- I'm okay. I'm okay. Don't blame this on him.

- Get her out of here.
- Mike, will I see you later?

You need to be within
rules and regulations with her.

Lieutenant, I know how that looked.
I know that looked bad out there.

- Did you hear what I said?
- I heard you, Lieutenant.

I'd also like to remind you
that this girl made a big case for us.

So let's not forget that part.
She's been a good informant.

- You need to be within rules and regulations with her, Mike.
- Of course I am.

What, are you kiddin' me?
I mean, junkies...

What are you gonna do? You wanna know
the honest to God's truth, Lieutenant?

I think me treatin' her like a person, the
kid's a little in love with me 'cause of that.

You know, kind of like, uh,
maybe she's...

in love with the possibility
of something solid.

I'm kind of like, uh, what she aspires
to... a role model or something like that.

'Cause if you're crossing the line,
then it's you who's messin' up.

I hear you, Lieutenant.

- Hey, I gotta talk to you.
- Okay.

- What's goin' on, Janice?
- Nothing's going on.

Oh, yeah? Then how come the duty roster
suddenly got me paired with Sackler?

Because I asked
for a new partner.

If it's because you think
that I blew that undercover...

- No, it's not the undercover.
- Then what?

I... don't think you are
a safe or reliable partner.

I can't believe
I'm hearin' this.

Well, if you want to hear it straight, I
think you have a substance abuse problem.

A what?

A substance abuse what?

- Is that what your friend Kelly's sayin' about me?
- Okay, Roy.

Why don't we just drop this, okay?
This is not aboutJohn Kelly.

And the other thing I said, uh, maybe
I'm wrong. I got no way of knowing.

All I know is that, uh, I'd feel more
comfortable partnering with somebody else.

Well, I guess I can't
argue with that.

- No hard feelings? Okay.
- No. Look.

Since we're not
gonna partner,

this clears the way for us
to get together... socially.

You really don't get this,
do you, Roy?

Uh, listen to
what I'm saying.

I don't wanna have
anything to do with you.

- Hi, Laura.
- Hey.

- Hi, John.
- How's it going?

- Good. Could you do me a favor?
- Sure.

Garcia homicide, could you get some more
statements from the neighbors...

about the relationship
between the husband and wife?

- I thought I put three of them in there.
- You did.

Well, Laurie, you got three statements
documenting spousal abuse.

A woman calls and confesses that she
stabbed her husband after he beat her.

What do you need
more statements for?

Johnny, something doesn't
feel right about this case.

The woman's lawyers are ready to
plead it manslaughter two right now.

Off history, that's the worst she'd do at
trial. I think there's something missing here.

And I don't agree. And after
the indictment, before the trial,

I will go back and reinterview
like I do on every case.

I don't think there'll be a trial.
I think there'll be a deal.

Then tell your boss you don't want
to deal. You wanna go to bat.

I think he'll deal anyway.

Okay. So because you won't
stand up to your boss,

I have to go back and reinterview
before a grand jury...

for a woman who admits she stabbed
her husband with a butcher's knife...

and three neighbors
say he chronically beat her?

- Yeah, that's what I'm asking you to do.
- Are you asking me or telling me?

I said I was asking you.
What are you trying to turn this into?

Okay, gentlemen, can we put
a hold on everything, please,

and get some more
supplemental statements...

on the Garcia homicide
so the district attorney...

can feel more comfortable
presenting her case.

- Satisfied?
- Thanks for being such a prick, Johnny.

- That son of a bitch!
- Sweetie, if I had a buck...

for every time a cop tried
to get over on me, I'd be rich.

- They're just testing you. It's nothing personal.
- That was nothing but personal.

Whatever it was,
you stood your ground.

He felt threatened and acted like
an asshole. What else is new?

Not a thing.

Yeah, Mrs. Dupree, we'd like to come by
and ask you some more questions if we could.

Tomorrow morning?
Can I send the detectives by?

- No, Mr. Fuentes, we want to talk to both of you.
- Thank you.

Well, when will she be off?

Tomorrow morning?
Okay, we'll be over there before noon.

- Thank you, sir.
- Kelly!

You're up.
Apparent suicide.

- Two-man job, Lieutenant?
- Yeah, go ahead.

Medavoy, we got an apparent
urgent suicide.

I'm gonna have to kiss
these Garcia calls over to you, okay?

Delighted.

This the only door?
There's no forced entry?

Hey, guys. I'll know better
once I open her up.

But I'll call it
four or five hours.

- Oh, man. You know who
this is, don't you? - Uh-huh.

- Robert's snitch.
- Yeah.

All the time I get complaints.
Nothing but trouble.

I get complaints.
Water leaking from the ceiling.

Who pays for this?

I come up.
I bang on the door.

Banging, banging.
No answer.

Bang Bang, you wanna wait
outside till we're ready to talk to you?

Why her boyfriend don't tell me?
Water come through the ceiling.

- What boyfriend?
- Cop guy like you.

Cop guy, huh?
Cop guy in a uniform?

- No, like you.
- I wonder who that would be.

- Why would the boyfriend know about the water?
- He was here, believe me.

I see him leave and half hour later,
water complaint.

- Cop guy got a name?
- Mike.

Mike, uh...
I don't know his last name.

Once they're fighting, I come up,
ask for quiet. He showed me his badge.

- They fight a lot?
- Few hours before I hear them fight.

- Today we're talkin'about.
- Yes, today!

First he go, then he come, then I see
him leave again. Half hour later...

Yeah, I know. The water's
coming down through the ceiling.

Listen, you...

- All right, take it easy.
- Shut up! You go to pound.

That dog is not going to a pound.
They'll just put it down.

Down, up. No dog allowed.
I tell her 20 times.

All right, fine. I'll take the damn dog.
The dog's not going to a pound.

- You got your green card?
- You want to see?

No, get out of here.
Take off.

Huh! He's crazy.

What that has to do
with my green card? Ridiculous.

- We better go talk to Roberts.
- Yeah.

Let's tell Mike,
like he doesn't already know.

That poor kid.
I tried to straighten her out.

I mean, I really tried.

I even prayed for her.
You believe it?

Talk about last night.

I saw her a lot,
you know.

Maybe too much.

Maybe I even loved her
a little, even,

you know, like, um,

taking care of her
and everything...

and, uh, makin' sure
she was safe.

- You know, that kind of love. You know what I mean?
- Last night, Mike.

- What about last night, John? She died last night.
- When'd you see her last?

Yesterday I saw her, with you guys.
You guys saw me see her.

You didn't see her
after that?

What, are we... gonna
go bare knuckles here?

- What do you want me to say?
- Start with the truth.

The super says he saw you
leavin' her apartment...

a half hour before the water
started comin' through the ceiling.

Let me ask you
a question, Andy.

What question did you guys
just ask me?

What was the specific question
thatJohn just asked me?

I asked you when the last time
you saw her was.

And I told you the last time
that I saw her alive, right?

When I saw her after that
she was Iying dead in the bathtub.

Why didn't you call it
in then, Mike?

- Hmm?
- Because I had a couple of changes of clothes...

and some shavin' stuff
in the apartment.

Where's the stuff now?

It's in my locker, John.

Couple of shirts
and some shavin' stuff.

Come on. Let's go.

- Come on, Mike.
- Let's go take a look.

Oh, beautiful.
Beautiful.

Great.
That's beautiful.

Let's embarrass me in front of the whole
department. That's great. That's beautiful.

- Nobody's gonna embarrass you.
- Yeah, right.

- What's it look like?
- I don't know yet.

Did Roberts deny
the super's story?

He says he was there
after she was dead,

- but so far that's the only time he says he was there.
- You believe that?

He says he was picking up his personal
effects. We're going over those now.

What about the super sayin' Roberts was
there earlier? He and the girl had a fight?

- We're gonna work on that in a minute?
- John, this guy gets zero rhythm.

Zero.

Razor, shirts.

Couple of pictures.

Which would kind of be ballpark
what I told you, right, guys?

- And you were only there once?
- That's right.

The super says you were there twice,
Mike. Says he heard fighting.

Let's break that down, John. The super
says I was there twice, he's a liar.

He says he heard fighting. Maybe he did.
Dee Dee had a lot of scumbag friends.

Which if you guys remember, that's
the reason we had her working for us.

See, now we're gettin'
some different stories.

You say that you were not there before
you went over to pick up your stuff, right?

That's correct. That's the second time
I've said that to you, Andy.

You altered a crime scene.
You admit Iying about it.

Hey, John, don't talk to me
like some street skell here, huh?

You guys wanna screw me
for this, you go right ahead.

I'm done talkin' to you.

- Yes?
- Mrs. Fuentes?

- Yes.
- I'm Detective Medavoy and this is Detective Martinez.

I believe your husband spoke
with Detective Kelly yesterday.

Oh, yes.
Please come in.

Uh, is your husband
at home?

Jorge.

Good morning. Good morning.
Would you like a cup of coffee?

No. No thanks, Mr. Fuentes.

We just want to, uh, go over what
you told the detectives the other day.

- I told those guys everything I know.
- All right.

- You were home alone.
- That's right.

My wife works in the afternoons.
I work at night.

- Uh-huh.
- I'm a cook.

And, uh, it says here
that, uh, you were at home.

You could hear Mr. And Mrs. Garcia arguing
all day. And then there was a scream.

Uh, you ran into the hallway
and-and-and...

Mr. Garcia came out of his apartment
with-with the knife still stuck in him.

Collapsed in your arms and-and died
before the ambulance got here.

- Exactly.
- And you heard Mrs. Garcia say she stabbed her husband?

- Yeah, that's correct.
- And you weren't home?

- I was at work. - Uh-huh. Were
you friends with Mrs. Garcia?

We didn't socialize with them.
We keep to ourselves.

What's the problem here, Detectives?
Why you asking us these questions again?

We just wanna make sure everybody's
statements are accurate, that's all.

Because everybody knows she stabbed him. He
beat her up for years, she took her revenge.

They're gonna lock her up
a long time for that, huh?

Well, that's gonna be
up to a jury, sir.

But she's behind bars.
She's not getting out, right?

What kind of bail?

That's gonna be up
to the judge, sir.

See, a woman like that,
out of control, she's a danger.

- Like that woman who cut off her husband's dick.
- Jorge!

These are the people they should lock up
and throw away the key, right?

Okay, that should
do it for now.

- Thanks for your time, Mr. Fuentes.
- Sure.

Mrs. Fuentes.

Uh, you'll let us know
if she gets out on bail?

Notify us somehow
or another?

Oh, uh, yeah, sure. We could do that,
if you... if you want. Uh, yeah, sure.

- Anyway, thanks for your cooperation.
- Sure.

Bye.

Ayeast infection?
How much is that gonna cost?

Oh, man. I got six bullets in me. I spent a
month in the hospital, didn't cost that much.

How old is this dog anyway? So you
think he's gonna live for a while?

- All right, yeah, okay.
- Right here. Thanks.

Listen. Is there any chance that
this could be like a special dog,

maybe a purebred
or anything?

No, it wouldn't, huh.

All right, well, uh, you got my Visa.
Go ahead and treat the dog.

- How are we doin' on those supplementals?
- Okay.

- I'm sorry I hung you with that, you know.
- No, forget about it.

Um, actually, this one
witness, uh, Fuentes...

We both felt that
he had more to say.

You know, like he was embarrassed
in front of his wife or something.

- I don't know. Anyway, Martinez is callin' him up.
- Wait a minute.

Fuentes. I interviewed the guy.
He seemed okay to me.

Yeah?
Ah, it's probably nothin'.

- Well, let me know, okay?
- Yeah, sure.

Mr. Fuentes,
this is Detective Martinez.

Listen, my partner and I got the
impression when we were at your apartment...

that maybe something
was bothering you,

maybe you felt uncomfortable
talking about it right then.

We thought, you know, you might wanna
come in and talk, like, private,

you know, man to man.

Okay, good.
Uh, you work nights, right?

Well, how 'bout
tomorrow morning?

Great. All right, just ask for Detective
Martinez or Medavoy. Beautiful.

Well, he's comin' in.

You think Roberts
offed her?

He's an asshole.
We know that much already.

Whether he's an asshole
who committed a murder,

we'll get the toxicology,
we'll find out.

Big night tonight, huh?
Sylvia comin' over?

You're not gonna believe what happened
there. I gotta tell you about that.

- What are you laughin' about?
- Another problem with your apartment?

Now, you see, John, that's
an attitude I don't appreciate.

As it turns out, yeah,
I got a...

I do have a problem
at my apartment.

I got a bad gas leak.

- I didn't say anything, Andy.
- No, but what's that... what's that goofy grin for there?

What do you think,
I'd destroy my own gas installation?

Don't worry.
It's gonna get repaired.

May take a few days, but, uh, you know,
the way things are with utilities.

I, uh...
The point is that...

I'm... I'm ready for her
to come over.

- Good. I'm glad to hear it.
Good for you.

Yeah. If it ain't
the amazing Hulk.

Detective,
I owe you an apology.

I, uh... I shouldn't have gotten into your
face like that the other day. I was out of line.

- No problem.
- Bygones be bygones?

- Yeah.
- Also, I was thinkin'...

that maybe you'd put in a good word
for me with Janice Licalsi,

'cause if she knows you and me
are cool, she might let me up.

See, she's put in to ride
with someone else.

I think you need to talk
to her about that.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

No problem.

You know, Kelly, you give me 20 minutes a day,
I could get you tightened up inside a month.

- I think I'm tight enough.
- 'Cause your pectorals are okay now,

but you don't work 'em, in five years
they'll be hanging around your knees.

Yeah, that train's
movin' on that track, John.

What are you, Kelly,
mid-thirties?

No reason for it.
Doesn't have to be that way.

- Thanks for the advice.
- Hey, it's not advice. It's the facts.

As you get older, everything gets
hairier, wider and closer to the ground.

It doesn't have to
be that way.

A few leg lifts, some other techniques,
you can avoid being followed around...

- by an ass that's an embarrassment.
- Uh-huh.

Let me work on him, Roy. See if I
can get him to come to his senses.

I mean, it's true,
our bodies are our temples.

What do you think it'll take before
somebody drops a gorilla net over this guy?

- This guy is on somethin', Andy.
- My vote is speed.

Hey, Kelly, you wanna sit on a butt
like cottage cheese, be my guest.

Meanwhile,
I'll be sittin' on this.

You've gotta admit, Lieutenant.
The guy's got a hell of a muscular ass.

Hey, Detectives.
That's Dee Dee Santini's mother.

Sorry for your loss,
Mrs. Santini.

My name is McBride.
My daughter's name was Santini...

because when she was 16 she married a
worthless punk from the neighborhood...

who happened
to be named Santini.

This is my Dolores, and
she'll always be McBride to me.

Let's sit down.
Come on. Sit down.

What can we do
for you, ma'am?

I wanna show you some things.

This is her high school
graduation.

She did excellent in school...
all the sisters said.

Got good grades,
was in every club.

She was quitting the drugs,
you know.

She promised our priest.

What else you got there?
Is that a diary?

Do either of you
have children?

Yeah,
I got a boy.

Are you close to him,
Detective?

Not at the present time.

But if something happened to him
that wasn't right, you would know.

You know that
about your kids.

- Yeah, I guess you do.
- I knew.

Even before I read this, I knew that she was
involved with someone who was hurting her,

some married bastard.

She tried 20 times
to split up with him,

but she was weak
because of the drugs.

This time she promised Father Kelleher
and he was helping her.

She was ready this time.

And this bastard
took her chance away!

Can we see this?

Here. Read this.

Mike says if I leave him
he'll kill me.

He says if I'm going to call his
wife again, he's going to kill me."

She read to me from this.

She gave this to me.

Look. Listen.

I am definitely going
to quit drugs.

I am definitely going to change
my life with Fr. Kelleher's help."

I'm tellin'you,
this son of a bitch killed her,

this Mike whoever
the hell he is.

I begged her to tell me, but she
refused. His last name's not in that book.

This is gonna be
very helpful.

This was not a suicide.
This girl was murdered.

Did you read how
she was gonna quit drugs?

Uh, thank you for giving us
the diary, ma'am.

- Do you have any leads?
- Yeah, we're workin' on a couple of things.

You find this Mike.
He murdered my little girl.

- You wanted to see me, sir?
- Yeah.

I, uh... I want you to go over to health
services and take a drug test, Officer.

A drug test?

- What for?
- For cause.

Lieutenant Fancy has brought some facts
to my attention that I think warrant it.

I don't get this, Captain.

- You have a problem taking the test?
- Absolutely not.

I got nothin' to hide.

I would like to know
who's spreadin' rumors about me.

No one's spreadin' rumors,
Officer.

Health services is expecting you this
morning. As long as you got nothing to hide,

you got nothin'
to worry about, right?

- Yes, sir.
- You know where you're going? Lefrak City?

Yeah, I know where
I'm goin'.

- I'll take care of it.
- Hey, Janice!

You and your boyfriend
really think you got me good, don't you?

- I don't know what you're talking about, Roy.
- I got a hot flash for you.

You don't got dick!

I am gonna ace that drug test, all
right, and I'm gonna take the results...

and shove 'em up your chickenhearted
boyfriend's ass.

Hey, what did that woman want?
That was Dee Dee's mother.

Yeah, we know. Look, let's talk in
the interview room, all right?

Hey, I hope you're not paying attention
to what that woman says.

I mean, according to that woman, Dee Dee
still had her cherry. I mean, a stone junkie.

I mean, she still thought her daughter was
running around with a convent school uniform.

Come on.

I wish you guys wouldn't leave those messages
for me at my house. You got Connie worried.

You were down to work from 4:00 to 12:00.
We were trying to reach you this morning.

Oh, so what are you gonna do?
More rub Mike's nose in it?

How could Mike Roberts
mess up on procedure this bad?

- Procedure, Mike?
- Or I got over involved with a snitch.

However you wanna say it. It's not
a hanging offense, is it, guys?

Hey, do I need a P.B.A. Rep
or a lawyer?

'Cause I thought seven years workin'together
counted for somethin', but it doesn't.

You're in the girl's diary
threatening to take her life.

Saying you were gonna kill her
if she calls your wife,

which we heard her
threaten to do.

Tell us exactly what happened
between you two before she died.

So what are you saying?
You guys think I killed her?

She put something in a diary
and you take that above my word?

Everything that happened
that day, Roberts, now!

- I told you what happened.
- The super says you were there twice.

Come on, John! The super says.
The snitch says in her book."

What about what
Roberts says, huh?

All right.

I was there before
she died, okay?

Okay? And I brought her
something.

And I was desperate to break
it off with this girl because she was...

- You saw how she was.
- What happened, Roberts, now?

I bought her a bag
of quinine.

I brought her a beat bag.

You know, it looks like dope,
tastes like dope.

She's not gonna know
it's not dope until after I leave.

'Cause, see, I needed
to talk to her.

I needed to tell her
how things were gonna be.

And she wasn't gonna
listen to me unless I did that...

unless I gave her something.

So I gave her the stuff.
Told her we were done.

She freaks out,
this and that.

I'm gonna do myself in."

Which believe me, guys, for her
that was like going to the crapper.

That's how many times
she threatened to do that.

And that's it.

I broke it off with her
and I left.

Why'd you go back, Mike?

'Cause I was worried
about her.

'Cause exactly what I was
afraid of actually happened.

I get there,

she's dead,

The little dog is there.

I used to go over there
on Sundays, you know,

bring the paper,

coffee.

I used to bring
a bag of bear claws.

That little dog used to beg
in front of me for them bear claws.

I loved that little dog.

I loved that little dog!

No, I'm okay speaking the way we are.

Mr. Fuentes, when we came
to see you yesterday,

uh, you seemed a little nervous
about, uh, Mrs. Garcia making her bail.

Now, you told us that you and your wife
don't know her very well.

That you keep to yourself. So, we're trying
to figure out, what are you concerned about?

You know her a little better
than you said, Mr. Fuentes?

I wanna tell you everything, but whatever I
tell you, you cannot use it to incriminate me.

Mr. Fuentes, I gotta ask you something. Do you
wanna have a lawyer before you say anything?

No lawyer.
I didn't do nothing wrong.

Why don't you tell us
what's on your mind, Mr. Fuentes?

- I had relations with Mrs. Garcia.
- What kind of relations?

You know, intimate.

Virile. I couldn't help it.

She fell in love with me. Her husband,
you know, he worked all day long.

He'd come home at night,
drink, beat her.

You know, she's got needs.

You were home during the day
'cause you work at night.

My wife's a good woman.
I love her.

But Luisa Garcia...
It was a passionate affair.

I knew that it was wrong,
but what am I supposed to do?

Sometimes she would say to me
that she's gonna kill her husband.

That I should kill my wife
so we can live together forever.

I just let it go.
I thought it was talk.

And the next thing you know...

Mr. Garcia is dead.
She did it. Son of a bitch!

But I'm still thinking to myself that she
did it because... because he was beating her.

- This is when I talked to your first detective.
- Detective Kelly.

Yeah, yeah.

Then she gives me a call
three days ago.

She calls me
from prison, right?

I did my part,"
she says.

"Now you're gonna do yours."
This is what she tells me.

That's why I was upset
when you came over.

Now, I finally realized
that she's crazy.

She says that she murdered him
so we can live together forever.

And your wife knows
nothing about this?

I confessed right after you called.
She knows I'm right here.

- You did the right thing, Mr. Fuentes.
- I had to.

What about if she gets off on bail, she's
angry with me? The next thing you know...

Yeah.

- M.E.'s office says Devlin's on his way over.
- What he get off toxicology?

- He didn't say.
- Hey, John.

Have a seat, Mr. Fuentes.

- That, uh... That witness, Fuentes,
in the Garcia homicide? - Uh-huh?

He just gave it up that him
and Mrs. Garcia were havin' an affair.

- That's why she did the murder.
- I don't understand how I missed that.

You didn't. You didn't.
After your interview,

the woman calls him from prison, says that
she did her part, now he's gotta do his.

- So that takes it up to murder.
- Yeah, looks like.

- Did you give it to the D. A?
- Martinez is making the call.

- Way to go, Greg.
- Yeah, thanks.

This is Detective Martinez calling
in reference to the Garcia case.

- Laurie was right, Andy.
- Uh-huh.

- And boy, are my shoes about to be squeezed.
- Big time.

Here you go, Detective.

The vet said to limit
her exercise...

and give her
this medication.

Thanks for picking her up.

- It was expensive, huh?
- Yeah.

- What's she got, anyway?
- She's, uh, afflicted with a complaint.

- You know, a female dog type thing.
- Oh.

You guys wanna tell me what the
full-court press on Santini was about?

You know,
they've got mail service now?

- What'd you get off toxicology?
- Nothing I didn't find in prelim.

This girl was a suicide. She only had
trace amounts of narcotics in her system,

not enough to stupefy someone who didn't use,
let alone a junkie with tracks like she had.

So if she wasn't loaded, she must've
pulled the bag over her head herself.

Otherwise, we would have found signs
of struggle, some kind of resistance.

- Is that the mutt from her apartment?
- Yeah.

She's as much of a mess
as that girl was.

You ain't exactly
Clark Gable yourself, pal!

Hey, John.
What'd the M.E. Say?

Suicide, Mike.

- I told you I was clean on this, right?
- Yeah, you did.

That's right, I did.

Yeah, squeaky clean,
Roberts.

Yeah, thanks, I'll see you upstairs.

Hey, congratulations
on that Garcia homicide.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

I was flat wrong about that.

Yeah, well, I didn't have
my crystal ball.

Yeah, you followed your instinct.
You were dead right.

Yeah.
Well, I'm glad it worked out.

Nice job.

Thank you.

- Think that got you out of the woods?
- Oh, yeah.

I'm rompin' in the fields now.

Hey.

This won't take long, Roberts.

The M.E.'s finding was suicide, right,
Lieutenant? I mean, he didn't have any doubts.

I read the report
on the Santini case.

I talked with Sipowicz and Kelly.
I also read her diary.

That's pretty sad readin',
Lieutenant.

But as you can see, I never actually
gave her any drugs, right?

What I read in that diary
made me sick.

Lieutenant, let's remember
she was a junkie, huh?

I mean, it's not exactly like
you can take their word for it.

You took control of a weak,
suffering, dependent person.

You beat her.

- You made sexual use of her at your convenience...
- I didn't kill her, Lieutenant.

I didn't kill her, which is what I understood
this inquiry to be all about, right?

I mean, you don't see anything
criminal coming out of this, do you?

You're puttin' in
for retirement today.

Lieutenant, I need
three years for full vesting.

Today! I don't care what you lose in vesting.
I don't care what you lose in benefits.

But I won't have you in this precinct
and I won't pass you on.

You fight me on this, I'll turn
the whole package over to I.A. D...

with a recommendation
to dismiss.

I'm gone.
Fancy iced me.

Told me he'd smear me
if I fought him.

I'm sorry, Mike.

I'll get hurt in vesting.

At least I'll get
partial pension.

Maybe it's for the best.

Wife's comin' up.

I got the middle daughter
in a ballet recital.

You know, used
to come a time, uh,

if I went to this recital,
I'd have myself paged,

find an excuse
to go over to Dee Dee's.

Now I get a chance to watch the whole
dance of the Enchanted Field Mice,

whatever the hell it is.

You wanted to see me, Captain?
You get those test results back?

Close the door, Larson.

Let me have your gun
and your shield.

What for?

Your test results came back
with multiple positives...

- anabolic steroids...
- Now, hold it.

Now, steroids are not
on the banned substances list.

- Methamphetamines are.
- There is no way I could have tested positive for meth.

That's gotta be wrong.

Testing's a lot more sophisticated
than it used to be, Larson.

You can't cover your tracks with
a little sudafedrin anymore.

You're terminated as of
2400 hours tomorrow.

You should report to 1 Police Plaza
for out-processing in the morning.

Your gun and your shield.

This is a setup.

If you think that I'm gonna
sit still for this, you are crazy.

I am gonna get a lawyer...

and I'm gonna sue
your asses.

You have two guns
listed on your 10 card.

Give the other one to the sergeant
before you leave the building.

You people haven't
heard the last of this.

- Good night.
- Good night.

You okay?

John, I realize sometimes...

there's an adversarial relationship
between D.A. S and detectives.

I accept that.
I'm ready to deal with that.

But when I asked you to do the supplementals
you turned it into something personal.

- I did, and I was out of line.
- It got like old times, and I'm not going to let that happen.

- You shouldn't, Laurie.
- I mean, I thought it was okay we were working together.

- I thought it was working out.
- Laurie, it's working out great, okay?

Just seeing you around here, taking an
interest in people, doing your job, you know.

It's just great seeing you,
seeing you smile.

Are you flirting with me?

No, I was, uh...

I, uh... Can I get
back to you on that?

- Good night, guys.
- Good night, Lieutenant.

- Hey, Laura.
- Hey, Andy.

Hey, John. Listen, uh, I got that
gas problem fixed in my apartment.

- I'm gonna have a visitor over later.
- Have a great time.

Oh, yeah.

Andy, that's a pretty interesting
looking dog you got there.

She's in the middle of some antibiotic
treatments. It dulls their coats.

- Good night, fellas.
- Good night, Sarge.

Hey, Kelly!

- What do you want?
- You're a real bushwhack artist, aren't you, Kelly?

- What are you talkin'about?
- I'm talkin'about you're not man enough to go one on one.

You gotta hide underneath your lieutenant's
skirts, telling everybody I got a drug problem.

Hey, we both know
you brought this on yourself.

How about you
cost me my job, you prick?

Hey, Roy, my advice would be you take
this outside the station house, okay?

You go outside, you get
whatever it is off your chest.

That'd be a better idea
than what you're doin' here.

- I'm gonna kick his ass, then I'm gonna kick your ass.
- If we go, we're gonna go.

That's a hell of
a fall there, Roy.

The floor can be pretty slippery
this time of year.

- Come on, pup.
- Okay, people, come on.

The party's over.

Hi. Come on in.

- Have any trouble finding the place?
- No, no trouble.

Good. So, uh, we're off
to a good start here.

Yeah.

No last-minute gas leaks.

No, no, the, uh... the repair people
gave the place a clean bill of health.

You, uh, want something to drink?
All I got is soda.

- Sure, soda's good.
- Yeah.

You got a closet?

Oh, here, let me
get that for you. I got it.

Sorry.

Okay? Good.

Oh, the aquarium.

- It's very pretty, Andy.
- Yeah.

- The coral's new.
- Oh, yeah?

This is my kitchen here.

Yes.

Would you like a snack of some sort?

- Some goldfish? Pretzels?
- No. No thanks.

Andy, look, I know
this is a little awkward.

Yeah, I'm, uh...
I'm sweatin' up a storm here.

- I feel like I'm eatin'
a six-course meal.

- Mind if I let the dog out?
- No.

Okay, pup, here we go.
Hey, Lulu.

Oh, hi, Lulu.

I still have to grind up
her medicine and put it in her food,

but she's 60% improved,
that problem with her fatigas."

Excuse me?

Uh, the dog's fatigas" is better now,
you know. That problem she had.

- Was that a euphemism of some kind?
- Oh, here we go with the Latin.

You know, the fatigas."

It's like the, uh...
the female private parts.

Boy, I'll tell you,
I'm sweatin' up a storm here.

You're just a little nervous.

I'll come clean
with you, Sylvia.

I haven't had sex sober
in about 20 years.

You're not gonna
scare me off, Andy.

I know what you were like...
and I know what you're like now.

And I think
you're a good man.

And in your own way...
very charming.

So, you wanna hit the sack?

I'd like it
if you kissed me.

I'm gettin' a new bed cover.

I've got it on order.

- You wanna fold that up or...
- Shh.

You realize that...

if I don't hold up my end,
so to speak,

I may have to kill you.

Somehow it doesn't feel like
it's gonna be a problem.