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MAN:
You seem like you're
somewhere else today, Gina.

I know.

I'm sorry.

What's on your mind?

Don...
for the most part.

Tell me how you're feeling
about Don right now.

I love him.

How's it feel to say that?

It feels good.

It feels like
I've come a long way.

But...?

But I'm conflicted
about what I can tell him...

about my past,
about what's going on with me.

Afraid he'll reject you.

Yeah.

Seems like
those trust issues

are flaring up
again.

Old habits die hard,
I guess.

Especially when
you're about to make

a long-term commitment.

You know, relationships
grow through communication,

and so you need to really
open up to Don.

I know.

I'm going to.

It's amazing how you can work
on all your issues

and yet somehow they reappear
in some new form.

Issues are forever.

We don't get a free pass
just because we're therapists.

How are things
with your clients?

They're fine.

Do you mind if we end
a little early today?

Sure.

You've done your time
in the hot seat.

Now, you get
your office back.

Thanks,
Richard.

See you next time.

Yo!

Hey, brother.

Hope I didn't break up
a big night.

Every night's
a big night.

All right,
what do we got?

We got Gina Hill,
shrink.

Left her office
around 7:00.

This is as far
as she got.

Who called it in?
Building security.

DANNY:
Looks like a robbery
gone bad.

Yeah, I don't know.

Her ID's missing,
but there's still

200 bucks in cash
in her purse.

Looks like she went down
swinging.

There's scuff marks
from her shoes

when she was dragged away...

...probably to a truck
or an SUV,

based on the rubber
that was laid down.

Then they smashed through
the guard arm at the exit.

Whoever did this
wasn't taking no
for an answer.

MAN:
She was supposed

to be home around 7:00.

At 8:00, when she didn't call
and I couldn't reach her,

I had the
building security

check and see if
her car was still there.

Well, it'd only been an hour.

How do you know
she just wasn't running late?

Because she made
a point of saying

that she'd be home.

That we needed
to talk.

About what?

I assumed it was
about the wedding.

Seating plan,
maybe.

You're getting
married.

Next month.

How long have
you been together?

Almost a year.

Any problems
in the relationship?

No.

Especially
not lately.

Were there problems before?

I mean, at the beginning,

we were moving
at different speeds.

Gina'd be the
first to say that she

has a problem with commitment.

But about
six months ago,

when we set a date
for the wedding,

it was like a turning point,
you know?

She opened up,
we got closer.

I mean, since then,
things have been great.

SAMANTHA:
You work

at the public defender's
office, right?

That's right.

Is there any bad blood

between you
and any of your clients?

Sometimes.

When I don't get them acquitted,
which is most of the time.

Are there any sex offenders
in your caseload?

Now, look, I get the drill.

I know you have
to ask these questions,

but I don't think
this is about my clients.

If anything,
it's about Gina's.

No, I...
I just won't, okay?

I don't know how may different
ways I need to say it.

Not anymore
I won't.

Look, this is...
this is my home.

You can't just call...

Look, I don't... I don't
want to do this anymore.

I don't have
anything else to say.

Don't call here
again.

Gina, you okay?

Hey.

Yeah.

What's going on?

Oh, it's just one
of my patients.

Well, how'd he get this number?

Well, I gave
it to him

in case of an emergency,

but he's obviously
abusing the privilege.

This guy dangerous?

No, he's just upset.

Well, do you want me
to call Lieutenant Geiger?

He owes me a favor.

No. It's not
a police situation.

It's just
a professional issue.

I can handle it.

Okay. Then you'll
get rid of him?

Of course.

The next day, she told me
that she had terminated him.

I thought that
was the end of it.

Did she tell you his name?

No, she didn't.

She's a real stickler
about patient confidentiality.

Okay, have you seen
anyone suspicious

hanging around
the house?

The same car
driving by
over and over?

Anything like that?

DON:
I don't think so.

Maybe I should have
paid more attention.

Is there anyone else
that she may have talked to

about this client of hers?

Her therapist, possibly.

He works in the same building.

His name's Richard Seidel.

Hey, Viv, the Peters office
sent a list of Don's clients.

So far, no one's talking,

but the phone records
indicate that he was right.

They got eight phone calls
to the house that day,

all from the
same number.

Whose number?

Oh, it's a pay phone
in Soho.

What about friends
and family?

I talked to three
of her girlfriends,

and they didn't
know anything,

so I'm assuming she's more
of a listener than a talker.

Yeah, well,
she's a shrink.

True.

How about
the Explorer?

Uh... one that took her
drove a blue '95.

The lab I.D.'d trim
and paint from the scene.

So, if he's one
of Gina's patients,

all we have to do is check
who drives an Explorer.

Yeah. But we don't know
who her patients are.

And, without probable cause,

no judge is going to let us
look into her files.

He doesn't
need to know.

Just kidding.

I'm headed over
to the court,

see what I can do.

You see what
you can find out.

How am I supposed
to do that?

Be creative...

and keep it legal.

I know. It's more fun
the other way.
You know that.

I just had a session with Gina
last night.

What did you
two talk about?

You know I can't discuss that.

What about her
emotional state?

Is that
confidential, too?

She was preoccupied.

But nothing came up
that would speak to
her getting abducted.

She talk to you
about her clients?

Sometimes that's all
we talk about.

So, if she was having
a problem with someone,
she would tell you.

She usually does.

Has she mentioned
anything to you

about cutting one
of her patients loose?

She terminated with a client?

A client who was
calling her at home--
harassing her.

Well, this puts what happened
to her last week

in a different light.

Richard,
good morning.

I was just about
to leave you

a very passive-aggressive
note on your door.

Oh, I missed
our session!

First time in four years.

Got me searching
for a hidden meaning.

Oh, Richard,
I'm so sorry.

I totally forgot.

There's no such thing
as forgetting.

Only avoidance.

Don't shrink
a shrink.

Maybe we can
make it up

later this week?

Sure. We could...

Hold it.

Did you lock up on Friday?

Yeah.

Does it look
like anything's missing?

I... I don't know.
I can't tell.

Must be those
kids again.

We'd had a few half-assed
break-ins over the past year--

kids after prescription pads,
drugs.

I just assumed
that they were responsible.

JACK:
I don't think
Gina did.

She never filed
a police report.

Do you know
if she had any

potentially violent clients?

Kidnappers?

Sex offenders?

Possibly. She takes on
sliding-scale, pro bono cases.

That can be a crapshoot.

But you can't tell us
who they are, can you?

I don't know who they are.

Look, Gina was thriving at work,
in her personal life.

Overall, she was
in a great place.

You two seem pretty close.

We're colleagues.

We have a professional
relationship.

Nothing more.

After your session
with Gina last night,

where did you go?

I had clients until 8:00.

Then I went to dinner
with my wife.

You can check.

I will.

Yes. Yes, I'm still here.

No. No, no. Look.

There were three refills
in that prescription.

Well, your records
are wrong, man,

because I've only
used two of them.

Okay, just call Dr. Carlisle.

I'm sure he'll fax over
a new prescription.

He did.

Fine. Yeah. Fine.
I'll call him myself.

Hey.
Hey.

Um... Hey,
I got to tell you,

I'm having a hell of a time
I.D.'ng Gina Hill's clients.

Okay, well, most
of her patients
bill through insurance,

so we can't get
those records either,

but I got her bank
to turn over these
canceled checks

to deposit them
into her account.

That was smart.

ELENA:
Now, five of these people,

they pay her
every week,
so I'm thinking

they have to be
patients, right?

Yeah. Sounds good.

Well, this guy's interesting.

Malcolm Neelis.

Convicted sex offender.

Rape.

MARTIN:
So, what kind of car
you drive, Malcolm?

'78 Cutlass.

Clean title, from the dealer.

No SUVs in the family?

No.

You sure you didn't
steal one last night?

Hell, no.

Did you call Gina
Hill at her house?

You mean my shrink?

Yeah, that Gina Hill.

No, I only left messages
on the office phone

for appointments and crap.

Why were you seeing her?

Court-ordered.

You know, to supposedly help me
with my urges.

Mm. Must have been hard sitting
in the same room with Gina.

Actually, I like 'em
a little older.

More experience.

I got no love for Gina.

Oh, yeah

Let's just say

she's not the kind of shrink
that can help me.

That got pretty clear
two nights ago.

She's out screwing around

and she's going
to make me better?

Yeah, after all,
you've got standards.

She was a hypocrite.

You know, the more high
and mighty people act,

the more they got something
to hide.

Look, describe this guy.

Tall...

...long hair...

30-ish.

I didn't get that
good a look at him.

You know why?
Because it never happened.

Oh, it did happen.

She was there just like I said.

Was there a car parked
outside, as well?

Yeah, a blue Explorer.

You sure it was
a blue Explorer?

Yeah, no doubt.

JACK:
Are you familiar with

the Cupid Motel?

Pass it on the way
to work. Why?

Well, we believe that your
fiancee was seen there

two nights ago with another man.

There's no way.

Gina was not having an affair.

I didn't say that she was,
but now that

we're on the subject,
it never occurred to you

that she might be?

No, it didn't.

Not even after those phone
calls?

No.

Mr. McGraw, you're
a public defender.

You're suspicious by nature,
correct?

Of defendants and trial lawyers,
not of my fiancee.

But if she was having an affair,

there's be red flags and you
would notice them, right?

I don't know.

Mr. McGraw, was there anything
odd going on

in your relationship recently?

There was a photograph.

It came about a week
and a half ago.

Hey, baby.

What is this?

It was addressed
to me.

Where'd it come from, Gina?

I sent it.

You sent it?

Want to explain that?

I found it in some old boxes.
I thought you might like it.

Who took this picture?

I did. I took it.

Why?

So that when my boobs
are hanging to the ground

we'll have proof
that it wasn't always
that way, hmm?

I thought it might
turn you on.

A little heads-up
would have been nice.

Yeah? How do you
think I look?

Pretty damn good.

Yeah? What are you
going to do about it?

I believed her.

You did?

Yeah, I did.

People lie to you all day long.

Why would you believe
that story?

Are you a jealous man,
Mr. McGraw?

I didn't think there was
anything to be jealous of.

So it never occurred to you
that whoever took that photo

might have been sleeping
with your fiancee?

Okay, I'm going to leave now.

What's your sex life
like at home?

You want me to draw you
a picture?

Yes, I want a detailed portrait

of what your relationship
was like.

I'd like to see my lawyer now.

Fine.

You still have the picture?

'Cause I'm going to need it.

Dr. Harris,
thanks for coming.

You're welcome.
So what do you think?

Fiancee certainly
has motive,

but I don't think
he's your problem.

Did you check her history
for any patient complaints?

Not yet. Why?

She may have crossed
the line with a patient.

Sexually?

She's frequenting motels
and trolling for men.

That would suggest
judgment issues.

A therapist with
a sexual dysfunction.

We're not
all perfect, Jack.

Yeah, I'm starting
to figure that out.

All right, fingerprints
were a bust,

but every picture tells a story,

and this was taken
in Gina's bedroom.

If you compare the boudoir shot
to her DMV photo

from last month,

I would say it was taken
six months ago or longer.

Based on?

Tan lines.

MACK:
Could have been last summer.

What's this blur from?

Motion from the shutter
being pressed and released.

So someone else took
this picture.

Yeah, and based on
the sight lines, somebody tall.

Hey, I got a line
on our Ford Explorer.

Great. Where?

Greenwich, Connecticut.
8:30 this morning,

Parking Enforcement wrote
a ticket for an expired meter.

How do we know it's ours?

Sorry. Johnson.

It came up stolen and the
headlights were broken.

I'm going to go check it out.

Okay. Thanks.

Well, that'll have to do.

What?

Bad news is
the judge won't let us in

to Gina's patients' files.

And the good news?

We can have
her appointment book.

We were piecing together
her schedule,

and we came across this
three days ago.

She had a session here
with a Drew S.,

and, um, she made
this notation
next to it.

Any idea what it means?

Well, everybody has
their own system,

but "F/U" is probably
"follow-up," and...

I'm guessing the "H"
is for "home."

So she was going to call her
client at home. Is that unusual?

No. No, I imagine

she didn't want to wait
till the next session.

Maybe something came up.

Okay, that works for me.

Thanks, Lisa.
Sure.

Hey, Martin.

Yeah?

How you doing?

What do you mean?

Well, you must be phased off
your pain meds by now.

Yeah, yeah, I am.

Any feelings of nausea,
nervousness?

Nope. No.

No after-effects from the
shooting, physical, emotional?

What, people are talking
or something?

No.

No, it's just
a routine follow-up. F/U.

Right. No, actually, I'm, uh...
I'm pretty much 100% now.

Good. Glad to hear it.

Thanks.
Sure.

So, Drew S. is
Drew Sharp.

She popped up
on the phone records
from Gina's office.

That's good. You need me
to set up an interview?

Already done.

You know, this whole thing
could have been avoided

if she wasn't
meeting guys in
sleazy motels.

Gina's the victim
here, Martin.

She's also
a professional.

Well, just because
you can give advice

doesn't necessarily
mean you can take
it, right?

Yeah, but shouldn't
she have more control
over herself?

Okay, I'm sure
that's something

she struggles with
every day.

Well, Mr. Goodbar's
not the solution.

So by that time I was a drug
addict and I was suicidal.

I hated myself.
I hated everyone in the world.

But Gina, Gina saved my life.

Before that I was just
hanging out with...

Drew, please.
One second.

So okay, you had
a session with her

three days ago,
right?

I see her twice a week.

She made a note to follow up
with you afterwards. Did she?

Oh, she tried.

I didn't take her calls.

Why not?

Our last session,
it got really weird.

But all the weirdness was
coming from Gina for a change.

You know how I've been doing
all this work

so I'd quit seeking out men
who treat me like crap?

I seem to recall a few
conversations like that, yes.

Well, I met this guy,
and I don't know.

I took one look,
I knew I should run
in the other direction.

Well, tell me about him.

He was cute,

troubled; perfect.

And how did you handle that?

Look, I know I'm supposed
to recognize my triggers.

But...?

But it's like
I couldn't stop myself.

So we kind of
hooked up last night.

And how did it make you feel?

It was...
it was the most amazing,

mind-blowing sex ever. Ever!

I mean, I knew
that I shouldn't do it.

Sitting there with him,
drinking scotch

in the hotel bar,

but Vince,
he just looked at me.

And it was...
His name is Vince?

Yeah. And it was like I-I...

And what hotel was it?

At the Leighton.

You know, like,
the fancy one;

like, tablecloths
and candles and...

Is that where you first met him?

No, this is what's weird.
I met him right outside

this building,
after our last session.

You need to stay away
from him, Drew.

What do you mean?

I know him
and he's dangerous.

You know him

I want you to stay away
from him.

Do you understand me?

I'd never seen Gina
that way before.

You think you can help us
with a sketch of this guy?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's Vince.

He was here partying
a few nights back,

but first time I seen him
since he got canned.

Oh, so he wasn't
the model employee.

No. They caught him
skimming the till

about a year and a half ago.

I was surprised
he even stopped by.

Did you ever see him
with this woman?

Yeah. Yeah, she was here

for some shrink
conference.

Must have been
about two years ago.

It's the first time

I seen Vince in action.

It's on the house.

Thanks.

You're a shrink, huh?

Don't hold it against me.

Want to ask me a few questions,
try and figure me out?

Doesn't really
work that way.

It does for me.

'Cause I got you pegged.

Mm...

I doubt that.

Pretty as you are...

you're marked.

I can see it.

Do cliches actually work
for you?

67% of the time.

I've done the math.

Seriously, I'm a psychic
with these ladies.

I can look deep in their hearts

and I know what
they really need.

So try me.

For you.

What's your name?

Gina.

Uh, Gina...

love always comes with
a dose of pain.

Right?

And the less you get,

the more you chase after it.

Until you wind up
where you are right now.

Where's that?

Sitting here
staring at me

hoping the next martini's
going to give you

enough courage
to say yes

when I ask you up to your room
with me.

You won't be sorry.

Needless to say, she left with
him when his shift was done.

Did you ever see them
together again?

Yeah. Yeah,

they had a thing.

But then Vince got fired

and I haven't
seen her since.

Vincent Allan Weaver.

Yep, he's in the system.

That's an impressive resume.

Uh-huh. Larceny,
grand larceny,

auto theft,
armed robbery.
Wow.

Guy's really moving
up in the world.

Last known address
is Reno, Nevada.

So what I'm going to do is
I'm going to give his picture

to hotels and motels because he
needs to be staying somewhere.

Right.
Martin, we just got a hit
on that parking ticket.

Okay.
Good work.

Good.

Yo, Mack.

Show him.

So this video was taken
at a pawn shop in Greenwich

at 8:15 this morning.

The Explorer was parked
a block away.

MARTIN:
Well, there's Vince Weaver.

And that's Gina with him.

What's she doing?

She ain't buying jewelry.

You know, Gina has a clean
record, Vince doesn't.

So maybe he forced her
to buy the shotgun for him.

He was standing
right there.

All she had to do

was start screaming or run,
you don't think?

I don't know, but the last
three times he was arrested

he had female accomplices.

Maybe he's like a pied piper,

getting women to run
with his magic flute.

That's one way of looking at it.

Bureau prison's bringing
one of the women in.

I'll ask her.

I haven't seen that face
in a long time.

Wish I hadn't seen it at all.

You know, the police report says
that you and Vince stole a car

and led the cops
on a high-speed chase.

How is it that he's out
and you're not?

He had a bag of coke,
asked me to hold it.

I got charged
with intent to sell.

SAMANTHA:
Let me ask you
something.

How does a soccer mom
from Poughkeepsie

end up taking a joyride
with a guy like Vince?

As stupid as
it sounds...

smell.

I went out to dinner
with some girlfriends,

Vince was our waiter.

All night long he kept

leaning over my shoulder,
making jokes.

Never, like, really
touching me...

but I could smell him.

When I got home I couldn't
even look at my husband.

So how long did
the affair last?

Three weeks.

But with Vince everything
kept escalating.

Escalated how?

Well, first we had sex
at his place

and then at my house

and then in my backyard
against a tree.

Each time it got
more and more...

dangerous.

Anyway, with Vince,
that's what it's all about.

It's not enough for him
to possess a woman...

he has to destroy her.

Yes, I know
who Vince Weaver is.

And that just slipped your mind
the last time we talked?

You were asking me
about her patients,
not anyone else.

But you knew
they were involved.

They're not involved.

They haven't been
for a long time.

I didn't know Vince had
anything to do with this.

What do you actually
know about this guy?

He's a drifter.

He'd show up in town,
they'd get together.

A charismatic guy,
a bad boy persona.

It's not just a persona.

He has quite a rap sheet.

When was the last time
she saw him?

Six months ago.

Gina, just tell me
what happened.

I called Vince last night.

We got together.

Where?

Right here.

So this is where you work...

where people tell you
their darkest secrets.

Yeah.

I missed you, Gina.

Let's just do this.

Right, you don't want
to hear that from me.

That's not what I'm for.
Huh?

No dinner parties
and small talk...

just...

this, huh?

Oh, but when
we get started

and I take you
to that edge...

I own you.

And you'd do
anything for me, huh?

Wouldn't you, baby?

Yeah.

I threw up after.

Gina, what do you think
that means?

Thanks for the support.

You acted with purpose, Gina.

You sought him out. Why?

I guess that's just who I am.

I'm tired of trying
to change it.

What happened two days ago?

Well, what does it matter?

You told me you had a big talk
with Don.

What was it about?

It was about marriage.

And that's what
this is about.

You've been with Don
eight months, he loves you,

he wants to get closer
and that's too scary.

So you acted out.

I need to tell Don.

Course, so you can sabotage
the relationship

'cause you don't feel worthy
of real love.

See this behavior
for what it is, Gina.

Why do I keep doing this?

It's like I'm going backwards.

Because marrying Don
would require you

to make a leap of faith.

I don't know what to do.

Do you love him?

Yeah.

Then just jump.

She went back to Don,

they got engaged
shortly after that.

And as far as I know,
she never saw Vince again.

Why would she get involved
with somebody like that

in the first place?

An absent,
withholding father.

But Gina did a lot
of work on herself
to break her patterns.

Obviously,
not quite enough work.

This isn't
what it looks like.

It can't be.

Have you ever seen him before?

Did Gina ever mention him?

No.

No, none of this makes sense.

Mr. McGraw, often when
we look for someone

we find out things that even
their loved ones don't know.

:
No.

No, you're wrong about Gina.

She loves me.

I'm sure you're right.

Look, why don't you
head on home

and I'll call you
if there's any news.

Fitzgerald.

Martin, a clerk
at the Fairbrook Motel

just ID'd Vince as a guest.

Danny and Viv
are checking it out now.

Okay. Thanks.

Put your hands
where I can see them!

Clear!
Clear.

All right, what's your name?

Toni.

Where's Vince?

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

Then whose boots are those?

I don't know?

Hey, I'm going to
freeze my ass off.

Well, you should've worn
your thermal panties.

Where's Gina?
I'm not talking
to you, okay?

I'm going back inside
where it's warm.

Sweet thing like you, your ass
will be more than warm in jail.

What are you talking about?

We're talking about you
doing life in prison

for kidnapping.
I didn't kidnap anybody.

Then tell us what happened.

I haven't seen Gina

since she came to the motel
two nights ago.

Well, well, well.

I knew you'd come around
sooner or later.

Nice, Vince,
this is nice.

Is she underage?
Huh?
No.
This is Toni.

Hi.

That's nice.

I want you out of my life.

No, no, no, you don't.

I let it slide,
Vince, the phone calls

and the picture
and the break-in.

And then you go after my client?

My client?!

You know what's funny?
She moans like you.

You are a pig.

And I want you
to stop it now.
Oh, no!

It could've stopped
a long time ago,

but you're the one,
you had to...

I will call the police.
If you call the cops,

you want to know what happens?!

I'm going to tell Don
you've been stepping out

on him.
I don't care, Vince!
I don't care!

Because I'm going to tell him.
It's time I told him.

Oh.
It's over.

It ain't.

It's over, Vince.
No, you're going
to be back.

Gina, you're going to be back

just like you always are, Gina!

Because you always come back!

The next day he went
and grabbed her.

He said she'd like it.

What was she doing
buying a gun?

They went to pull
off a heist.

What heist?

What heist?!

Vince broke into her office

and got some names
of some patients.

He Googled them.

One of them had big bucks.

DANNY:
What was the
patient's name?

Michael... Michael
something.

And have you heard
from Gina at all?

Okay, we'll be in touch.

Hey.

Where are we on
Gina's clients?

She's got a couple of clients
named Michael.

I've talked to them both.

They're fine.

Well, I think I've found
a third one.

An ex-client.

Check it out.

Michael Ellis Sims.

It looks like he quit
seeing her six months ago.

And what's his story?

Let's find out,
shall we?

He's a big-time
commodities trader.

Michael Sims?

FBI.

Oh... oh, I was just about
to call the police.

You just saved
yourself a quarter.

Why don't you just

back it off.

Sit in the chair.

Where's Gina?

I don't know.
They left.

I thought he was going
to kill me.

Just settle down, okay?

Back it up,
start at the beginning.

There was a knock
at the door...

Gina?

This is unexpected.

Mm-hmm, isn't
that the truth.
What are you doing?

Gina, what is this?

Give us your money now.

I don't have any cash.

You work on Wall Street,
man, come on.

All my assets are frozen.

I'm going through a divorce.
She took everything.

Even the furniture.

I swear, all
I've got

is what's on me.
It's like 40 bucks.

Forty bucks?
Well, you know what,

I guess you win some
and you lose some.

Vince?
You like this...?

Vince!

See that? Look,
you're flushed now.

Oh, you like it.

Hell of a rush,
isn't it?

Don't you tell me
Don does it for you.

Not like that.

Come on, let's... let's...
let's got back to the motel.

No, you see...
we've got to take care
of something first.

You see him?

He's seen us.

This is all you, baby.

You can do this.
No.

Yeah, you can, baby.
No.

You're going
to do it for us.

No, Vince, I can't.

Take the gun.

Take...

See? That's it.

You feel that?

There you go.

Hold it tight, 'cause
it's got a big kick.

Point it right there.
You go, baby.

Right there.

Gina, please.

Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.

Hmm... hmm?

I knew you were too good
to be...

SIMS:
I ran.

I hid in a crawl space
under the house.

I didn't come out until
I was sure they were gone.

How long ago was this?

Maybe five minutes.

Okay, I want you just
to sit tight, okay?

You calling the office?
Yeah.

Tell them to get agents
over to Gina's house

and all the places
Vince has been.

Yes, sir.

I can't believe it!

You tried to kill me.

Me!

You know...

What do you think...

After all we've
been through

because of this guy.

So what do you think is
going to happen now?

Huh, Gina?

What do you think

is going
to happen now?

Vince, just... just
let him go.

Shut up!
I'm sorry, baby.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't
have done that, but...

Hey, Jack, he's here--
he's here at Gina's house.

Okay, we're going to send
the cavalry in.

Don't do anything
until they get there.

Things are coming
apart in there. I got to go.

You betrayed me, Gina!

Just like all
you women do!

Just stop, okay?

Just stop this, and... and...
and you can walk away.

Oh, no, no. I'm going
to walk away when I'm done here.

GINA:
Listen, you can
take some money.

VINCE:
This isn't
about money.

It never was.

GINA :
Okay, okay...

Please, just... Vince...

just leave him out
of this, okay?

VINCE:
You don't want me
to hurt

this fine,
upstanding man of yours?

'Cause I'm inclined
to blow his head off.

Please, Vince,
okay?

Baby, baby, baby...

I'll do anything--
just let him go.

I'll do anything
you want.

Anything?

You're going to have to work
really hard to change my mind.

I'm going to give you
whatever you want.

Oh... Oh, see...

that's what
I'm talking about.

Let's... let's let Don get
a good view of this one.

FBI. Drop the gun.

Good thing you got here
when you did.

Yeah.

It easily could have
gone the other way.

Um, excuse me.

Thank you.