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Previously on "NYPD blue"--

your sister called twice.

You look great. You look beat up.

And pregnant-- six months.

Who hit you? Frank.

Frank should be arrested.

Promise me that you won't do that.

Would you guys mind having a talk with frank?

I want to go in, but I promised Michelle.

What you got to come to terms with right now

is that your wife doesn't want anything to do with you anymore.

Michelle, can I talk to you please?

Wait outside.

Don't do this, Michelle.

Just let me hear him out. He's the baby's father.

Don't go home with him.

We've got a 5-year-old girl missing.

Father's Stephen Berry.

Says he thought some friend's nanny was watching her.

How long ago? About an hour.

We searched the park, all the nearby basements-- nothing.

Get a list of every maintenance guy,

sanitation worker, and vendor that comes through here.

Have you found her? Not yet, Mr. Berry. I'm detective Clark.

This is detective sipowicz.

I looked all over the park.

Why don't you start with what happened?

I took her here to play, same as always.

Just you and your daughter?

Where's her mom?

Visiting her sister in Philly.

She's on her way back.

Are you divorced? No.

I always tell Claire never to wander off,

to stay near the jungle gym.

Who's this nanny that was supposed to be watching her?

She works for friends of ours

watching their little girl, Caitlin.

So, when I had to go to the bathroom,

I motioned to the nanny I'd be right back,

but when I did, they were gone, along with Claire.

You motioned to the nanny? Yes. I thought she understood.

Have you spoken to this nanny?

I called. She wasn't very helpful.

Have you checked your home? Yeah. She's not there.

Shouldn't we be getting a search party together or something?

Right now we need the nanny's info and get you home.

I'm not leaving here.

We need a photo and an article of clothing.

Someone needs to be home in case your daughter makes her way back.

Promise me you'll find her.

We'll do everything we can.

Come on, Mr. Berry.

Thanks. We get a current photo?

Yeah. On its way to the print shop.

Dad's back at the apartment.

The mom's visiting her sister in Philadelphia.

We talked to her on the phone.

Neither one could think of anybody

close to the family who'd do this.

We like him at all? Not on first glance.

Friend's nanny that he left his daughter with,

Elizabeth garner-- we got a call in to her.

She's on her way in.

The woman the nanny works for--

I talked to her to see if we could speak with her daughter,

but they told her about Claire being missing,

and she's been crying nonstop. Mom said check back later.

Did we run the mom and dad through b. C. I.? Both clean.

We got a phone in their apartment

in case a ransom call comes in.

Nothing on cameras? Not a damn thing.

Tess Berry. My daughter's missing.

I'm lieutenant Rodriguez.

My squad is handling the investigation.

I want to know exactly what's being done to find my daughter.

I walk in downstairs,

there's 10 cops milling around doing nothing.

We have every cop in the city aware of what's going on.

Are we eating breakfast here or looking for my daughter?

We have a k-9 unit out searching the park.

There's an Amber alert out,

along with alerts going over division radio

to all commands in the city every half-hour.

Television and radio has been notified as well.

We're making flyers.

We're doing everything we've been trained to do.

You need to trust US so we don't waste time arguing.

So-- so what now? What can I do?

Go back to your apartment. Stay with your husband.

We'll be in constant contact.

Come on, ma'am. We'll get someone to take you.

What can I do? Let US take care of it.

Let's go.

Thanks for coming in, Elizabeth.

I've got nowhere else to be,

thanks to that man putting a fright into Mrs. Foster.

He calls her and tells her

that I'm supposed to be watching his daughter.

Now all of a sudden Mrs. Foster needs time alone with Caitlin.

Mr. Berry's daughter-- did you watch her at the park often?

Sometimes. But that's not my job.

Let's not worry about your job right now.

Let's worry about finding Claire.

What happened this morning? When did you see her last?

We went to the park-- Caitlin and me.

She was on the swings.

Mr. Berry and Claire came by.

He didn't ask me to watch her, so Caitlin and I went home.

But now he's saying that he signaled to me to watch her,

which I didn't see him do,

and now I'm gonna have to go back to england.

Will you forget about you for a minute, Elizabeth?

Come on. It's okay.

We just really need to concentrate on finding Claire.

I didn't do anything wrong. Okay, we know.

So, the last time you saw Claire was on the gym set? Yes.

Did you notice any adults there who were alone--

anyone who may have tried to approach the girls?

No.

Were Claire and Caitlin friends with any of the adults

who hung out with the park, even if they were parents?

There's a guy who draws pictures in the park.

All the kids talk to him.

All right. What did he look like?

He's white, goatee, glasses. He usually sits by the fountain.

Was he there today? He's there every day.

Caitlin fancies his drawings.

He calls her "Caitlin with the curls."

She begs me to let him draw her, but I will not allow it.

I once saw this other little girl

lift her dress and show him her knickers.

This is just now occurring to you, two hours after the fact?

Why is everybody blaming me?

We're not, okay? Now, we gotta go.

You can stay here as long as you need to get yourself together.

Where am I gonna go?

I don't know. Just hang in there.

Anything?

Yeah, a street artist in the park

might be worth a conversation.

Lieutenant?

Yeah? Son of a bitch.

Is that about the kid? Did they find the kid or what?

Get to the park.

Okay. We got a homicide on west Broadway.

I'll have Jones and medavoy meet you there,

but get back here as soon as you can.

Thanks.

Thanks. What have we got?

D.O.A. girl's pretty torn up.

Her skin's all ripped off.

There's gunshot wounds. There's stippling here.

She must have been shot close range.

Owner over here-- Ben lu--

says she got dragged down the street before she got shot.

Thanks.

Detective Jones, detective medavoy.

You saw something?

They got rid of the dealers. It was getting better.

Now this-- I never seen nothing like that in my life.

What did you see, Mr. Lu?

I was washing off the sidewalk, and I hear a scream.

I look up. I see a car drive by dragging this girl.

Dragging her how?

Like she was caught in the door or something.

Then the car stopped, the door opened,

and I hear a pop, pop.

Then they took off and left her there. And who's "they"?

The guy who shot her was on the passenger side,

so I just figured somebody else was driving.

Did you see the shooter?

No. The windows were dark.

What about a license plate? Only the first three numbers.

I'm sorry I didn't get more.

Thanks a lot for your help, Mr. Lu.

Some kid found it on the street two blocks up.

Lanecia Owens. Student I. D. Says 17.

Look at this.

Women's care clinic. Prenatal appointment.

So, she was pregnant.

Looks like it.

Hey.

Detectives Clark, sipowicz. What's your name?

Jeremy schertzer. What's the problem? Let me see some I. D.

I'm not a vendor.

I don't sell my drawings, so I don't need a permit.

You got something illegal in your pockets, Jeremy?

No.

Then get your wallet out, show me some I. D.,

or you're gonna have more than permit problems.

You ever been locked up?

No. Does this got anything to do with that girl being kidnapped?

What do you know about it? Nothing. I just heard it.

What do you know about looking up little girls' dresses?

Like Caitlin with the curls.

She just comes over to talk to me.

Look, some little girl pulls up her dress,

I don't control that.

Yeah? You got little nicknames

for everyone who comes over and talks to you?

I just pick up on personality--

something to put into the picture.

Caitlin likes to watch me draw.

That's how I remember her-- the curls.

Find any personality up her dress?

That's Claire, Caitlin's friend.

Strawberry �clair.

What? That's her favorite ice cream.

How do you know so much about her?

I drew her picture. That's just what I remember.

When was that? Last week.

Her dad dropped her off.

He left her with you?

Just for a few minutes. He came right back.

What is the big deal?

I say hi to her when she comes by.

She is a sweet kid.

That's it.

If we find out you got a record--

look, I told you I don't,

but if it'll make you feel better

to spend your time harassing a starving artist,

please, be my guest.

Get used to that "starving" part.

The d. O. A.'S a high-school student.

We notified the mom.

She confirmed her daughter was three months pregnant.

The car she got pushed out of--

we got auto squad running the partial plate number.

Know who the father was?

Mother claims it's another student, Larry Williams, 18--

some big-time basketball prospect.

Greg and Baldwin are picking him up right now.

How did we do on the street artist?

He's a wash. B.C.I. Cleared him.

But this little girl's dad's got a habit

of leaving her with people in the park while he wanders off.

So he can score dope?

I don't know what the guy's story is.

We need to get patrol to intensify the ground search.

I'm putting a uniformed task force together--

alleys, basements, everywhere.

We're gonna talk to Claire's friend from the park.

I don't care if she's crying. We need to talk to her.

Detective mcdowell? Who is it?

A uniformed officer regarding your sister.

This is detective mcdowell.

Is she all right?

No, I appreciate you holding off on the arrest.

I'm coming right now.

Uniform responded to a domestic dispute

involving my sister and her husband.

He smack her around again?

I don't know. She locked herself in the bathroom.

Connie, we don't have time for this.

What am I gonna do?

Make it quick.

I need to have a little conversation with this guy.

You can do whatever you want after we find Claire.

Gruden, hey. Thanks for the call.

She's still locked in the bathroom.

You get a look at her? She won't open the door.

Wants US to split, but we can't until we get a look at her.

I'll see what I can do. If she's beat up, it's a must-arrest.

I got no control over that.

Michelle. Michelle, open the door,

or I'm gonna tell them to take it down.

This isn't his fault! Just open the door.

I said things I shouldn't have.

No argument here. Shut your mouth.

Five seconds and they take it down.

I'm serious, Michelle. No one has time for this.

Take him in.

No! Don't take him in! No! Don't!

This is on you, Michelle. This is what happens.

You can't do this. I won't press charges.

Quiet, Michelle. Take him in.

You're coming with me.

She knows what's going on, so if she starts crying again--

we'll leave. Sure.

Caitlin, these people are trying to find Claire.

They just need to ask you a few questions.

All right, sweetheart?

Okay. Okay.

Hi, Caitlin.

Hi.

Can you tell US when you saw Claire last?

She was on the slide.

Was anyone else there-- somebody playing with Claire?

No.

Was anybody else watching the two of you play

besides your nanny?

Do you remember what you and Claire talked about?

She was showing off. She knows how to whistle.

Anything besides whistling?

This is Annabelle.

She seems very nice.

So, whistling-- that's all you and Claire talked about?

This is Kimberly. Nice to meet you, Kimberly.

Did Claire say what she was gonna do the rest of the day?

She wanted to get some ice cream.

Ice cream?

-She likes going to the park

'cause her dad always gives her money for ice cream.

She goes to get the ice cream by herself

with the money that her dad gave her?-

but she said sometimes the man gives it to her for free.

Is this a man with an ice-cream truck

or a man with a cart? I don't know.

Well, was it like a big ice-cream thing

or a little ice-cream thing?

Big, and he lets her ring the bells, too.

This is Carmen.

Carmen, you're very lucky to have a friend like Caitlin.

She's extremely helpful.

Bye-bye, Caitlin. Thank you. Bye.

Thanks, Mrs. Foster.

First, I'm sorry for your loss, man.

Thanks and all, but like I said at the house,

me and lanecia ain't been together for a while.

How long's a while?

We must have broke up, like, two months ago.

There's a teenager for you.

Two months seems like a million years.

We weren't together much longer than that.

Yeah, but long enough to knock her up. That's what she said.

Like, she got around, so there ain't no proof of that.

We can get proof.

What is this about?

Where were you all morning? Your mom said you weren't home.

I was with my boy Anthony.

Study session? Educating myself on PlayStation 2.

Anyone else vouch for you?

His moms. She made US breakfast.

When's the last time you saw lanecia?

Yesterday at school.

She say anything about somebody wanting to hurt her?

We didn't talk, 'cause like I said, we were not close.

Word is you're a big prospect.

Schools been calling since I was 13.

Having a baby might slow you down a step.

I'd have dealt with it.

Did you this morning?

No! No way.

We find out later you did,

any breaks we might have gave you here, now--

they'll be long gone.

I don't even know what got you all looking at me.

What got US looking at you

is how you'd be better off with her dead,

and what's keeping you here is how broken up you are about it.

It ain't right she got killed.

I'm saying that up front.

But I had nothing to do with it.

I don't have nothing to do with violence.

I play ball. I stay clean.

Keeping your dick in your pants--

that's another story.

I get it thrown at me.

You wouldn't understand that.

Beat it.

Can I get my stuff back--

my cell phone?

Downstairs at the front desk. We'll bring it down.

And stay available there, slick.

Detective.

Thanks.

We need to look into ice-cream vendors citywide.

That's what Claire's friend gave US--

she was gonna buy an ice cream.

I got anticrime looking into patterns

and the FBI running profiles on possible perps.

Andy, give me a second. I gotta hit the can.

We'll head back down to the park.

What about that loudspeaker Van from cop shop?

Can we get them out there? Yeah, good.

Hey.

I took a little peek at Larry's cell phone.

Of the 20 calls in and out since last night,

15 were to and from a Percy Davis.

Two from this morning were 10 minutes before and after the homicide.

Davis got any priors?

From way back. But I called the d. O. A.'S mom.

She says Percy-- he goes by "boo"--

he's one of these agent types

who gets close to basketball prospects.

We'll get him in. He's on his way.

I'll get Larry back his phone.

Wait for me in there.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have a quick conversation, and then I'm done.

Where's the husband? Locked up, drying out.

Is she gonna press charges?

I'll make sure of it.

How's your face?

It's fine. It's just a bruise.

You need some more ice? No.

There's no leeway in a domestic-abuse case.

It's called a must-arrest situation.

Okay.

What's the problem, Michelle?

You just tell me to shut up. You don't listen.

We're dealing with a missing little girl right now,

and you haven't said anything

I haven't heard a hundred beat-up women say before.

I'm not a hundred beat-up women. I'm your sister.

"It's my fault. I said things I shouldn't have."

I mean, come on!

What are you so upset about? It's not your life.

You keep dragging me into it.

You won't hear from me again.

I-- what I mean is i'm-- I'm trying to help you,

but you won't help yourself, and that's frustrating.

I know you don't think you have a lot of options,

but if frank's doing this to you, he'll do it to your baby.

He just needs a job. Wrong. He needs to be out of your life.

I've seen this so many times,

and a job is not gonna solve it.

You want him hurting you?

Hurting the child?

How long is he going away?

For the night, at least.

You've got to press charges on him, Michelle.

I gotta just think about it, okay?

I gotta get my head straight.

Okay.

Can't you just hold off taking my picture?

At least till I stop crying.

Sure. Sure.

Hey, have a seat, Percy.

That's "boo," man. Everyone calls me "boo."

Now, how can I help you gentlemen?

What's your relationship to Larry Williams?

Close friend, confidant.

Why does everyone call you his manager?

'Cause they don't know the meaning of the word

or the freight that it carries.

Like it's illegal for him to have a manager

until he's professional.

Well, not illegal.

It's just a violation of ncaa rules.

I'm an unpaid adviser.

Well, will the unpaid part be rectified once he goes pro?

That's up to Larry.

You speak to Larry today?

A few times.

Lanecia Owens come up?

I haven't spoken to Larry about lanecia's death,

but word got around. It's tragic, truly.

Any idea who might have done it?

Me? No, sir. No.

Were you aware that lanecia was pregnant with Larry's kid?

I had no idea.

There's over 200 calls from his cell phone to yours

in the last month alone, and that didn't come up?

I counsel Larry on basketball.

Is that what you were doing at 9:07 this morning?

Safe bet.

Then again at 9:34?

Fellas, what are we doing here?

Witness accounts have lanecia getting murdered around 9:15,

so right between your two phone conversations.

Where were you at 9:15, boo?

I was home making calls, setting up the conference call.

Anyone gonna tell US they saw you on west Broadway at 9:15?

Anyone telling the truth will say I was home on the phone.

And who's the "anyone"? You got a name and number?

I was alone on the phone setting up the conference call.

I'd be happy to have the coach at ucla confirm.

May I leave now?

Because I don't like the atmosphere in this room.

Keep your phone on.

Ice cream is a tough sell year-round.

You got a few guys with handcarts in the summer, but that's about it.

There's a guy down there that sells ice-cream bars off his soda cart.

You seen an ice-cream Van around here or not?

That's the original question. No, no Van.

Now, if you don't mind, I got customers here.

Let's check out the other side of the park.

Hey, Andy, hold on a second. What?

Hey, you, come here!

Hey! Police! Freeze!

Come on, come on.

Hey! Sir, what are you doing?

Just going to the bathroom! Yeah, and someone dropped a grenade in there?

There's a lot of condoms in there.

What is this, a little homo hangout?

Can I go back to work, please? Get honest quick, we'll let you go.

Okay, yeah, it is.

Every day, all day?

Pretty much.

Take off. Get outta here.

Having strangers look after his kid

while he gets his nuts off.

Let's get him in.

Where's the father?

He was supposed to be here five minutes ago.

Did you express it was urgent?

No, we said, "wander in."

I'm not in the mood, okay?

We got some info on our case, boss.

We ran vehicles

fitting the description of the getaway car

with the first plate letters, "k-y-d."

You told me this morning.

Well, I was gonna say we got four possibles in the city,

one of them registered to an elderly woman,

Gloria strickland,

who lives on Lafayette. Reader's digest version.

Her grandson James drives the car.

He's also associated with this hoops manager, boo. Which we got how?

We ran the four names

past Larry Williams' basketball coach,

who also coaches James, and we got an address. Hit it.

You asked US to come in. We need to talk to your husband for a minute.

Whatever you have to say, I'd like to hear it, too.

Mrs. Berry, it's nothing new. We need to confirm the timeline.

How is this helping?!

It's procedural, ma'am. Let me explain a few things.

Honey, I'm right in here.

Well? Do you have an update?

Yeah. We found out

you leave your daughter alone in the park with strangers

so you can go to the men's room and get your knees dirty.

And who told you this? Not you.

Do you have information regarding the whereabouts of my daughter or not?

No, we don't, and it makes things harder for US to do our job

when people hold back information.

I held no relevant information back from you.

I motioned for the nanny to watch Claire.

I went to the bathroom.

It makes no difference what I did in there.

That's bullshit. It does make a difference what you did in there.

Are we not wasting time here talking about it

when you could have come clean at the park?

I did not put my daughter in danger.

This guy is unbelievable.

Hey, Steve, this didn't come about just on today.

Somebody probably had you cased out,

knowing when you go to the men's room and do your thing.

That's putting your daughter in danger.

Can we just talk about what's being done to find her?

Right now you need to put all your cards on the table

and let US decide if they're relevant.

Now, is there anything else that we need to know

that's been impeding this investigation? No.

Any problem you had with some other guy

who might want to get back at you? No.

I don't know anything else beyond what I told you,

and I am no longer interested in your moral judgments on my private life,

so will you please go find my daughter?

Moral judgments? You try this one on.

Your daughter is gone because of you.

How dare you say that to me?

Uniform just gave US a plate number on a Van

with a series of summons for peddling ice cream.

Ran the driver's name through b.C.I.

He's a registered sex offender.

They're looking for him right now.

How dare you?

James strickland.

A few years back I remember reading about a local kid with that name.

He was a high-school all-American. Two years running.

Was that you?

Yeah. No kidding.

Well, where you been? Two years junior college.

Got defensive player of the year.

An Italian team made me an offer,

but I'm sticking around for the big show.

Always figured that's where you'd end up.

I got a tryout coming up at the NBA development league.

Keeping my fingers crossed.

So, parking tickets.

I gotta admit I ain't been too good about paying them.

You're not here on parking tickets, James.

That was a lie to get you in without a hassle.

You were afraid I'm gonna turn into the hulk or something?

I mean, what's gonna get me mad?

We impounded your grandmother's car--

the one you were driving this morning--

and our crime-scene unit is going through it right now

looking for lanecia Owens's blood.

Once they find it--

we hear they already have.

The only ball you'll be playing's in a prison yard.

Whoa, whoa, wait up.

I loaned that car out this morning

to a friend of mine that said his brother needed it.

Clever as that is, James, it's not what you want to put in front of a judge.

Naming the guy with you-- now, that shows cooperation.

And it also gives you the opportunity

to put the gun in his hand,

because when we get him in,

there's not much doubt he'll be putting it in yours.

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

I loaned that car out.

I'm gonna say one word to you, and I'm not playing ghost.

Boo.

He your manager?

He was helping me with the development league tryout.

Did he call you this morning?

He said he needed a ride someplace,

but I didn't know where or that somebody would get shot.

Well, what happened from when you picked him up?

He said, "we gotta go see somebody."

It turns out it's this girl. I've never seen her before.

He told her to get in, but she won't.

Then he starts laying into her

about not going through with an abortion.

I'm like, "damn, what's up with this?"

Then she takes a wad of money out of a bag

and throws it at him,

and boo-- he just went nuts.

How?

Punching her in the face, pulling on her hair,

and I'm freaking out,

so I hit the gas, but he held onto her.

And she's screaming,

and she's getting all tangled up in the seat belt.

Then boo yelled, "stop, stop!"

So I'm thinking, "he'll just get her free and let her go."

He pulled a .9 and dropped her.

I didn't see it coming,

and I didn't have nothing to do with it.

Where's the gun?

In a dumpster off 2nd and 10th.

Man, I swear I didn't know it was gonna go down like that.

Put it in your statement,

and hopefully the judge will consider it.

All right, we got this now. Thanks.

Yeah, I'm still waiting for an answer as to why I'm being detained, sir.

You take something that didn't belong to you?

No, of course not. What's this about? Ever do time?

I don't want to answer any more questions

till I know what's going on.

You are gonna answer the question.

When I was a kid-- all petty stuff.

Petty sex-offender stuff?

I was wrongly convicted of that.

What's this for?

Repairs.

Come here.

A little girl was taken from Washington square park this morning.

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

Tell me what happened to that little girl! I want a lawyer!

No, this is just US, Ken!

There ain't gonna be no lawyer,

no court, no wrongful conviction,

'cause you're gonna take care of this right here!

Some guy took her!

I gave her a ride. She was looking for her dad.

This man I know-- he threatened me and took her.

Randy somebody-- I know where he lives.

I can take you there.

This guy-- he's a liar,

and he'll probably tell you some story

that I gave the girl to him.

Move your ass.

Safeguard this Van.

And here we are again.

I gotta tell you, gentlemen,

these meetings are trying my Patience.

James strickland rolled on you.

And your prints on the murder weapon seals it.

This is insane!

You got a motive. You got a print on the gun.

This is a pregnant high-school girl, boo,

so start digging now.

James shot her.

I didn't have nothing to do with it. I was just driving.

James, who has no connection to lanecia

and whose print isn't on the gun?

He made me dump it. That's how the print got there.

We got ways to prove who fired the gun.

Lar-- Larry put me up to it.

He said, "take care of it, boo, take care of her."

When we said, "dig your way out,"

we meant with honesty, not thinking of a good lie.

He was losing his mind.

He couldn't handle being a father.

And she wouldn't listen to reason.

It was gonna ruin his chance at the big time.

Wait, wait. He called me.

He called me before and after it happened

to make sure that I did it right.

He made me do it. Put a gun to your head?

Yes, he did! He threatened to kill me!

He's a bad kid.

He's talented, but he's bad at the core.

Where is he now?

He's at my place, watching television, eating fritos

with a big, stupid smile on his face.

Come on, let's go.

I-I'm fine here.

Nah, you're going in the cell. Come on.

Come quietly or I will break your arm.

How's your daughter?

Scared, devastated.

They're doing an exam right now.

Did I hear correctly

that it was an ice-cream man with a sex-offender history

who abducted her? That's right.

How does the NYPD

allow sex-offending ice-cream sellers

to roam the city trolling for kids?

The system's not perfect.

And while Claire was still missing,

you spent precious time having my husband come in

to grill him about our finances,

like we had something to do with it?!

Is that what we talked about, Steve?

Let's go. We'll deal with it later. Deal with what later?

We are having a conversation with the deputy mayor

because the oversights were unacceptable.

Before you start blaming the police department,

why don't you ask your husband what he was doing

when your daughter got abducted--

how he made a habit of leaving her with a nanny,

a sketch artist, an ice-cream vendor,

while he went to the men's room to have his fun?

Ask him.

What is he talking about, Steve?

What is he talking about?

The driver, James strickland, goes down with boo,

but we don't have anything to put Larry Williams in front of a jury.

What about conspiracy?

Larry talked to boo before and after the homicide. He wasn't asking for the time.

How do we know that?

Boo said Larry put him up to it.

It sounds like boo would have rolled on his grandmother.

Larry knew what he was doing when he picked up that phone.

Then get him to say that.

He may not spell it out chapter and verse.

What do you want me to tell you?

All right.

How is she?

The doctor was gonna check for signs of abuse.

You all did good work on that.

Parents didn't think so. What are they complaining about?

Name it.

It's not like we didn't catch the mom on a bad day.

What do you want to do with your sister's husband?

He's downstairs in a cell. He's a collar.

Let me talk to him first.

I'm gonna have your job! Do you understand me?!

Remember what we were saying about the parents?

Your detective blurted out to my wife

the details of a private conversation he and I had.

Him getting his temperature checked in the men's room.

This is all about you being a homophobe

and wanting to carry out some sick justice.

No, it's not.

I babysit for his son all the time.

It's about you being a liar, Mr. Berry,

and jeopardizing your daughter because of it.

These detectives went nonstop all day, and they found her,

so count your blessings and leave it at that.

We got the guys who killed lanecia.

That's good.

A guy named James strickland and your manager, boo.

No. Boo?

He said you put him up to it.

No, no, that's crazy. That's wrong.

He didn't say that.

He said you told him, "take care of her."

No, no.

Your calls are within 10 minutes of the murder,

and boo's testimony is enough for a collar.

I never said, "kill her."

What was "take care of her" supposed to mean?

No, not "take care of her," "take care of it,"

meaning get her to agree to the abortion.

And it wasn't me that brought it up.

Boo said, "I'll take care of it."

In response to what?

"I ain't ready to be no father."

She didn't want the abortion.

She didn't believe in it, or she said she didn't

and she was looking to cash in down the line.

You deserve a collar just for saying something that stupid.

In a million years, I wouldn't want lanecia killed.

I just can't handle a kid. That's all I told boo.

Ask Anthony. He was there when I made the call.

He'll tell you what I said.

And it didn't have nothing to do with murder.

You're not untouchable, Larry.

You're not gonna live forever.

I got it.

Can you tell me what's going on here?

You're going to central booking for beating your wife up.

She's pressing charges? She sure is.

Now I gotta get an attorney--

you like smacking people around, frank? No.

You sure like smacking your wife around.

There's a lot more to it than--

don't!

Why don't you try smacking me around, frank?

Guard! He left. Come on. Hit me, frank.

Or do you only like hitting women?

You leave me alone!

Here's what's gonna happen, frank.

You're going in the system, and when you get out,

whether it's a week or a month from now,

I'm gonna be there waiting for you.

And then I'm gonna drive you over to a bus station,

and I'm gonna buy you a cup of coffee and a candy bar,

and you're gonna get on that bus,

and you're never gonna set foot around here again,

because if you do,

I will put you in a hospital.

You got it? Yeah.

I'll see you when you get out, frank.

How's it feeling?

It's okay.

The doctor say you need to do anything? Yeah, just the ice.

The swelling should be gone in a few days.

Fresh bag. Thanks.

So, is this, like, a typical night?

We could watch TV.

Just asking.

What exactly are you asking?

Is it all just busting perps and then home to the library?

No guy?

Remember detective sipowicz,

who came to see how things were going

after I took the photographs?

No.

Yeah. It's been about six months.

Connie, never saw you going after the mature type.

What did you see me going after?

I keep so busy thinking about myself,

I really couldn't say.

I don't know you like I should.

We can change that.

Here I just bust in, expecting you to make my life all better

without any thought that you have a boyfriend

that it's keeping you from

or that you even have any life at all.

It's all right.

That's my goal-- being selfless.

That's why I wanted to keep the baby.

If it's any help,

I got faith in you, Michelle. Thanks.

Really, thanks for all of this-- for everything.

Want some tea?

Yeah. Okay.

I'm looking for the hunchback of notre dame.

Hold on, dad.

What's up?

Okay. Go ahead.

Hark, thou in the yonder castle.

I'm looking for the hunchback-- hold on.

I want to be Aladdin.

You already got your hunch in.

I changed my mind.

So, who am I gonna be? Not the monkey.

Yes.

Look, let me be the merchant that you snatch the bread from.

Dad, please?

I've been the monkey for the last two--

you be the monkey.

I'm Aladdin, and you're abu. That's how it works.

All right, all right, but I'm not hopping around.

But you'll wear the hat and the vest. Please?

Okay, I'll wear the hat and the vest?

Go on. Bring them out here.

Come here a second. Come on, kiddo.

Let's get this outta here.

Go on. Get the vest.