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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

Your sister had abdominal bleeding.

She went into labor, and we discovered the extent--

she's dead? We did our best.

The baby... A girl.

People gotta live their own lives.

You gotta think about her baby now.

That social worker call back?

All the paperwork came through. We're good to pick her up.

You can take her home.

My god, Andy.

I can't believe it.

All right, Theo, let's go! We're late!

What are you doing? Where's your shoes?

I don't feel good.

Come here.

You don't have a temperature. You look fine.

I don't feel good.

Can Connie come over and stay with me today?

No, she's gotta go to work, too.

Then I'll go to work with you, and Connie can watch me there.

Connie's got a lot going on right now

taking care of her sister's baby.

We're never gonna see her?

Sure, we are. When?

I don't know.

Soon, I hope, okay?

In the meantime, it's you and me, buddy,

and we do pretty good, right?

Good morning, lieutenant. Good morning.

Boss, you got your "going to meet the chief of d's" suit on.

Yeah, along those lines. I got a lunch today.

Page me if it's an emergency.

Andrea, what happened? I've been calling and--

um... As long as she sleeps,

I don't care about the pacifier.

Okay. Thanks.

Everything's all right?

Some people think you shouldn't give a pacifier to a baby

so they don't get used to it.

Didn't know that.

15th squad.

I was thinking maybe tonight would be a good time

to bring Theo over, meet the baby.

We could get a pizza and a movie or just make it quick.

She's a real light sleeper, and if anybody comes over,

she gets really fussy.

Plus, I think she might be coming down with something.

So another time.

God, I forgot to tell Andrea to swaddle her

when she puts her down.

How is Theo doing? Never better.

Tell him I miss the heck out of him.

Got a d. O. A. Dump job

over on 15th street by the east river.

Here.

Junior, let's go!

Rita's downstairs. I'll go with her.

Andrea, it's me again.

Can you make sure you swaddle her up tight

when you put her down for her nap?

No, I'm just double-checking.

Thanks. Bye.

If Andrea calls...

I'll page you.

Thanks.

Somebody got their merit badge in hog-tying.

Looks like marks on her neck.

Pross?

Not a street Walker. Boots are too nice.

Yeah, these are $300 designer boots.

A whore, though, whatever her act was.

Lucy corbitt, f. I. T.

Fashion institute of technology.

That thing current?

Yeah.

Fashion student. Maybe she's a club chick.

Out partying with the wrong guys?

That's a dead whore.

Let's go talk to this idiot again.

He's just a big Teddy bear, isn't he?

D.O.A.'s a Carla Morton.

Lived here by herself. No witnesses.

Marks on her neck, panties pulled down.

Looks like an apparent rape.

Who called it in?

Building super, frank Gordon.

Says he saw her when he went down to check the lint screens.

Part of his daily spot check.

All right, thanks.

Mr. Gordon?

Yeah.

Detective Jones, detective medavoy.

Is that back door the only access to the street?

Yeah, but it's locked all the time.

What can you tell US about miss Morton?

She's been here less than a year,

gets a lot of visitors, lots of guys.

She says it's on account of her tutoring,

but I've heard that one before.

Anything concrete

to indicate miss Morton was up to no good?

I've been in her apartment a couple of times fixing things.

I never saw nothing even remotely tutor-related.

What, like a chalkboard, overhead projector?

You asked me to tell you about her.

Anyone in the building have a beef with her you know about?

No.

We're gonna need you to open her apartment for US.

Thanks for coming in, Jill.

I can't believe it.

Yeah, we're really sorry.

So you knew Lucy corbitt from f. I. T.?

Yeah.

How long were you roommates?

This semester.

When was the last time you saw Lucy?

Last night. She was going out.

She say where?

Out.

She have a boyfriend?

Back home in Illinois, but they were kind of taking a break.

She party at all, do any drugs?

No more than anybody else. She mostly studied.

She was really into school.

Lucy have any money problems?

I think she had a few credit cards maxed out,

but not like it's hard to get another one.

We have to dress right. It's really important at school.

So you have no idea what she was doing last night.

I really don't know.

How close were you two? Pretty close.

Lucy ever say anything about making money on the side,

maybe being a call girl?

Are you serious?!

How do you know she was a call girl?

When you see a pretty girl in knee-high boots

and a miniskirt strangled and hog-tied in a vacant lot,

it tends to fit a certain profile.

You guys...Really... Suck!

Relax, Jill.

So a girl wears boots and a miniskirt

and she's automatically a whore?!

So that's no-- Lucy didn't tell you she was hooking.

No!

Never!

You guys really suck!

I guess all guys that wear short-sleeve shirts and ties

are assholes!

Well, then.

Hey. Tony.

Angela.

Thank you for coming.

How are you?

I'm good.

I've been back for about a year now.

I just got my realtor's license.

Are you still in narcotics?

No, not for a while now.

I'm a lieutenant, c. O. Of a detective squad.

What do you need, Angela?

Is that why you think I called?

I didn't rule it out.

No, I-I just wanted to see you again.

Is that all right?

I showed up, didn't I?

Now, what do you need?

I'm sorry.

You know, I-I thought enough time had passed

and we could be friends maybe.

I don't know.

I loved you, wanted to spend my life with you.

I worked my ass off so we could have something to build on.

I turn around and find out you're putting it up your nose

and probably up the nose

of the guy you were banging behind my back.

I made a lot of mistakes back then.

How about being a friend 10 years ago

instead of leaving a note?

Nobody knew where you were.

I had to take a legal notice out in the paper

in order to get a divorce.

If I was gonna live,

I had to get away from the people I was hanging out with.

I had to get out of New York.

Well, you damn sure did.

I got off track, and I-I lost who I was.

I wish-- god, you know,

I wish I could go back, Tony, and change things, but I can't.

What do you need, Angela?

'Cause hell if I'm going through all this again.

I wanted to apologize.

That's it.

Okay, you apologized.

Look, it ended horribly,

and the last six months was hell for both of US,

but are you gonna tell me that the first five years

weren't the best years of your life?

They were to me,

and I know you still remember.

If you don't...

I'll leave right now.

Still need a minute?

Yeah, another minute.

Found another d. O. A. Dump job, same vacant lot as the first.

Everyone else is headed down there.

Buried under a bunch of trash.

What's going on with your case?

D.O.A. tutored out of her apartment--

this adult-literacy-type deal.

We got a list of her clients.

We've put out calls to all of them.

One lady who lives in the building told US

that the super has this nephew, Jerry mosley.

He does maintenance off the books.

She says he's a real pushy lothario type.

So we ran him. He's got some assault collars.

We sent off the rape kit,

waiting on prints from the laundry room.

May I help you?

I need to speak with a detective Jones or medavoy.

Hi, I'm detective Jones. Detective medavoy.

Reverend Elizabeth Murray

with the first united church of Christ.

I'm here on behalf of Rashad Coleman.

You left a message for him to contact you.

Yes, we did. Where is Rashad?

He called me from the park. He's terribly upset.

And why would he be upset?

He heard that his tutor was killed last night.

He's afraid that's what you're calling him about.

Is it?

Yeah, it is, so he needs to get in here as soon as possible.

Rashad's had bad experiences with police in the past.

When he got arrested for that rape?

Yes, for which he was never convicted,

and other times when he was actually beaten by police.

That won't happen here. We just want to talk to him.

So I have your word that he'll be treated fairly.

Of course.

Fine.

The next time he calls, I'll persuade him to come in.

Thank you.

I'd like you to know that Rashad has been an exemplary member

of our congregation the past two years.

I can assure you he had nothing to do with Carla's murder.

You're probably right,

but if you could just get him in, that'd be great.

We'll be in touch.

Hog-tied same way and everything.

How the hell did we miss this?

Emergency service found her searching the lot

buried under all this crap.

Another fashion student gone bad?

Looks like he bit her.

That might have been where a nipple ring was.

Perp threw her stuff in the bag--

clothes, hand purse, crack pipe.

Jacqueline Miller.

I've seen her before. Hard-core pross.

They got dumped at the same time.

Probably got killed at the same time.

Same pimp?

Or the perp picked 'em up separate.

How'd it go notifying the mother?

We laid it out. What are you gonna do?

She had her daughter's number. We're dumping it.

Better before the sick bastard finds himself another date.

So you do maintenance work for your uncle.

Yeah.

You got access to the whole building?

Yeah, I do.

You know Carla Morton at all, Jerry?

Did some repairs in her apartment.

We'd small talk. She seemed nice enough.

Terrible what happened.

You and your uncle close?

Yeah, we're tight.

It seems a little odd your uncle wouldn't mention

he had a nephew with a record who worked in the building.

Uncle frank was just probably trying

to save his ass a little

'cause let's just say in addition to maintenance,

I also service a few of the ladies in the building.

That comes out along with that girl getting killed,

he'd probably lose his job.

When you say "a few of the ladies,"

what kind of numbers we talking about here, Jerry?

Four...five.

And two of them are married, so there you go.

You being the house stick man and all,

you ever try to slip one to Carla Morton?

Hey, man, I ain't stupid.

I've seen her boyfriend. I don't want any part of that.

Boyfriend?

Yeah, some black guy's banging her-- Rashad.

How do you know Rashad?

I don't, but that's the name he gave into the call box,

when she'd buzz him up.

How do you know they were boyfriend and girlfriend?

Kissing in the hall.

Look, I'm not saying that he did it,

but I never looked twice at Carla

knowing that she was dating that guy.

Full account of your whereabouts yesterday.

Looks like a two-for-one, boss.

Both d. O. A.'S were tied with the same rope, same knot.

Second one's a known pross.

We got a cell phone off the known pross.

Pulled the last 10 numbers.

One of them in and out comes back to this Reed Jacobson.

Last call out was to a Darlene widdy.

She's a pross, got popped for solicitation late last night.

Vice is bringing her down.

15th squad.

Andrea, hey, it's me. How's she doing?

Okay.

Sorry.

Bye.

I guess the phone ringing isn't a big sleep aid.

I want everybody concentrating on their case.

Detective, they're bringing up Reed Jacobson.

Everything all right?

Yeah, great.

Thanks for coming in, Reed.

Yeah.

You know a Jacqueline Miller?

No.

There's a call from you to her cell phone last night.

Yeah, okay, her.

Um, a call girl, right?

Yeah, that's right.

I was reading some of the sex ads

in one of those sex-newspaper things.

I called a few as a joke.

You didn't meet up with her?

No, I'm a time waster.

That's what the call girls who advertise

refer to the men who call but don't book dates.

We're time wasters.

You get a kick out of that? It's kind of funny.

She think it was funny, too? Is that why she called you back?

I guess I strung her along a little bit.

Is that illegal? Why am I here?

You know, Reed, I have yet to meet a guy who,

the first time it was put to him,

didn't lie about being with a prostitute, but we don't care.

All we're looking for here is some general locale

where you might have dropped her off

or where she said she was going because she's missing.

We're gonna put it to you a second time,

and this is the important time--

the time you need to tell the truth.

I wasn't with her.

We understand if you need to call some piece of ass

once in a while.

I admit I called the number. We chatted.

She called me back trying to sweet-talk me into it,

but nothing happened.

What did you do last night?

I was home playing "everquest" online.

You can check the log on my p. C.

Reed, if we find out you're lying to US,

you're gonna be back here in this room,

and it's gonna be a lot less civil.

I heard you, detective,

and if you keep intimating I was with a prostitute last night,

I'm going to be a lot less civil

by fully exercising my civil rights.

Well, then, we're both up to speed, aren't we?

Here you go.

Right here, Darlene.

Jacqueline Miller called you last night.

What about?

Why?

'Cause we want to know.

I get my pross charge thrown out if I tell you?

We'll see.

I need a for sure.

You help US out, you'll get a walk.

I get the walk first.

Then we can have this conversation on the front steps.

You and Jacqueline friends? Yeah.

Your friend got killed last night.

She's not dead. You're lying.

My god.

What'd she call you about? Did she say where she was going?

To meet a John, and then we were gonna hook up afterwards.

She say where that John was?

Second and "b" 'cause she was gonna stop at Tony's

and get US both a slice after.

And she was so careful, too.

She had the best creep radar of anybody.

Take a walk, Darlene. We appreciate the help.

Second and "b"?

This Reed Jacobson we got, he lives on that block.

He admit to being with her last night?

No. Junior's in with him now.

You guys should take the next crack at him.

Put on the charm. He's got women issues.

No problem.

You got a sec?

What's going on? Something's going on.

Theo's really feeling the pinch with not seeing you.

Haven't you explained to him what I'm dealing with?

Till I'm blue in the face, but explaining doesn't do it.

Either you're present in his life or you're not.

Are you laying off something on Theo that you're feeling?

I'm telling you straight what's going on, Connie.

It's not like I had nine months to prepare for this, okay?

I need your support right now.

-And Theo needs yours. He wants to call you "mom."

He considers you his mom, and now you're gone.

I'm exhausted from no sleep.

I'm scared they're gonna take her away

'cause I'm not a good enough parent.

Let me help, then. Let US into your life.

I can't believe this.

I can't believe you're dumping this on me right now

knowing what I am going through.

I already told the other two,

I didn't have anyone over last night,

let alone a whore.

Reed, guys pay for it all over this city every night.

We're not looking to jam you up with your girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

No?

You find that surprising?

You seem like a good catch.

Don't you think I know what you're doing?

Send in the pretty girls to flirt with the loser.

That's not it at all.

I think it is!

I'm not talking to you two.

He hasn't asked to leave yet, hasn't asked for a lawyer.

It almost feels like he wants to give it up.

Reed's boss said that he had a little meltdown

on the job yesterday.

Yeah, he went off on a female coworker.

Let's head down there.

Let's see what that's all about.

Have a seat there, Rashad.

Had a little trouble finding you today.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

Five calls in to your pastor before you decide to show up?

I'm sorry.

And then what the reason that she gave US

for your tardiness?

He had bad experiences with cops?

Something like that.

I have. That's the truth.

'Cause usually when a guy doesn't show up,

it's 'cause he's got some guilt weighing on him.

I didn't kill miss Morton.

She's a friend of mine. I cared about her.

Were you over her apartment last night?

Y-Yesterday afternoon...

F-From 3:00 to 4:00.

S-She's been tutoring me.

That all she been doing?

Yeah, that's it.

No sex?

No, sir.

See, Rashad, we got witnesses that saw you and Carla

kissing in the hallway.

That's a lie! Never happened!

Your heart's about ready to jump out of your chest, Rashad.

Police stations m-make me nervous.

When you were in that police station five years ago,

you lied to them, too, didn't you?

I'm not lying.

I'm a changed man.

I-I've given my life over to the lord.

And when you finally got around

to telling detectives what was happening,

you said that you blacked out when you raped that woman.

Is that what happened last night?

N-No.

Quit lying, Rashad!

Given your life over to the lord,

but you won't tell the truth

and bring peace to Carla Morton's family?

Relax, Rashad.

You're putting all this energy into keeping this lie going.

Just relax, and we'll work this out.

Detectives Clark and sipowicz.

Shannon MacKenzie. Nice to meet you.

We spoke with your supervisor.

He mentioned there was a problem with you and Reed Jacobson.

My god, this is turning into such a nightmare.

What was the problem?

Is Reed pressing charges on me?

No, we're here on a separate investigation.

Regarding Reed? What'd he do?

What was the problem you had with him, Shannon?

He's an asshole.

Excuse my language,

but he's a complete asshole who makes my skin crawl,

and I made the mistake of being nice to him

when I started here.

Everyone said to stay away from him.

They call him "postal," but his cube was right next to mine,

and he seemed normal enough at first.

What's the investigation?

There's a complaint against him.

Now I'm freaked out that he's going to do something to me.

Nothing like that's gonna happen.

What went wrong in your friendship?

He asked me out.

I was praying he wouldn't, but he did,

and I told him I just wanted to be his friend.

How'd he take getting turned down?

He started calling me "ice queen,"

told a coworker I was a lesbian,

always giving me dirty looks.

I asked him to stop. He didn't, so I went to my boss.

He called Reed in yesterday, and Reed freaked,

screamed at me, stormed out.

I'm not going to have to deal with him again, am I?

Doesn't look like it.

What did he do?

It's looking like he had an argument with two women.

See? He doesn't know how to interact with women.

He just doesn't get it.

Yeah.

We really like this Rashad for our homicide.

You never seen a guy act more nervous, boss.

Well, he's not budging.

He puts himself there. That's it.

We're not gonna be able to keep him much longer.

His pastor's in the car waiting to hear what's going on.

He's been asking to see her.

Would he confess to her?

They've been in contact all day. He never did.

You can tell he worships her, basically.

Could we use this to our advantage somehow?

We could probably come up with something.

Do it.

You're the last person seen with her.

If this goes to trial,

you'll get buried on physical evidence alone.

Reverend Murray knows all about it.

She still here?

She's still here, Rashad,

because she cares what happens to you.

She knows you did it. She wants you to confess.

That's what she said?!

She believes in showing contrition.

But I didn't do it!

Our boss doesn't want you to see the reverend,

but we'll try to get her in here,

I need to see her.

All right, Rashad. We'll see what we can do.

How long are you allowed to keep him here

without pressing charges?

Reverend, this is why it's taking so long--

we don't believe Rashad did this, and in fact,

we have another suspect we like a lot for killing miss Morton,

but Rashad's so scared,

he's not even admitting to having met miss Morton.

Now, we know he's been to Carla's apartment before.

You know he's been to her apartment.

Well, yes, she was his tutor.

So you see our problem.

He's lying about things he doesn't need to lie about,

and we're wasting valuable time here.

Do you want me to talk to him?

Here's the thing--

our boss doesn't want you anywhere near him.

But if we manage to get you in there,

do you think you could do that--

just tell him to admit he's been to miss Morton's apartment?

Sure.

I'll talk to him.

That way, we get a statement, and we're done with this.

It's okay. It's okay, Rashad.

But I swear, I didn't do it!

Just tell them the truth.

I see the boss.

Just tell them the truth, Rashad.

It's okay, Rashad.

But I didn't do it.

Did you maybe black out again?

Is that what happened?

Maybe. I-I don't remember if I did.

You blacked out, and you hurt miss Morton.

I don't remember.

If you don't admit to it, you could get the death penalty.

O-Okay.

We're gonna help you out.

Okay.

When's he going to be released?

Did he tell you he was there?

Reverend, Rashad isn't going anywhere.

He's admitted to the rape and homicide of Carla Morton.

No.

I'm afraid so. He's given a statement.

I thought you had someone you thought did it.

We'll call you when we have an arraignment date.

He told you he killed Carla?

He said he blacked out. We'll let a jury decide.

Yeah, we're sorry.

Having me go in the room, was that some kind of tactic?

No, ma'am.

I can't believe it.

I'll walk you out, ma'am.

One of these liberal do-gooder types bending over backwards.

Jill, right?

Yeah.

You got something for US?

I forgot-- sometimes Lucy borrowed my laptop.

So I went in and checked out the browser history.

I found some sites on there that I definitely didn't visit.

What kind of sites we talking about?

Escort services.

I bookmarked the one with her picture on it.

This is a big help, Jill. We appreciate you coming in.

My number's in there

if you can just call me when you're done with it.

You told me so. Go ahead and say it if you want.

We're sorry for the loss of your friend.

He was arrested five years ago for rape,

claimed he blacked out.

But not convicted, though. What's he saying now?

He's saying he might have blacked out again.

He's our guy,

but we'll keep going at him to get the full flip.

I'm just letting you know

that he might stick with the blackout excuse.

Rape kit come back?

The m.E. Says there was penetration but no semen,

died from strangulation.

That was the m.E.

They got some skin and blood

from under Carla Morton's fingernail.

There's your irrefutable evidence, counselor.

DNA's gonna take a week,

but they I. D.'D the blood type-- ab.

What's the problem, boss?

Going through Rashad Coleman's file, he's blood type a.

M.e.'s wrong.

Either that or we are.

Call me when you get it together.

Don't tell me we nailed the wrong guy.

"Pillow talk"-- that ring a bell?

Wasn't that a rock Hudson movie

where he played a straight guy?

That's an Internet escort service

where you ordered up a girl named Lucy corbitt,

otherwise known as the first dead girl that we found

at that vacant lot by the river.

She never made it to my house.

She sure did, Reed, and then you ordered up Jacqueline Miller.

We've already talked about this ad nauseam!

Somewhere along the line, you dropped something, Reed,

and we're gonna find it--

a strand of hair, a flake of skin on the carpet.

Maybe you got a roll of plastic bags at your apartment

just like the bags that you stuffed those girls into,

in which case, we will match the perforations,

but you left something behind, Reed,

and the only way that you can help yourself now

is to give a statement.

Maybe the girls provoked you--

we don't know-- but you better start talking now

or you are gonna be walking the plank.

I don't care.

I really don't.

You might care to hear

what your coworker Shannon MacKenzie

had to say this afternoon.

She seemed very regretful about the whole incident.

You're making that up.

Yeah, Reed, I picked a first and a last name at random

and hoped they made sense.

What'd she say?

She mishandled the whole thing.

She wanted to apologize to you.

Sounded like she got the ball rolling yesterday

by going to your boss, is that right?

You tell Shannon she can kiss my ass.

Why don't help yourself now, Reed?

Tell US what happened last night?

Did the whores try and work you for more money,

try and hurry you, what?

Jimmy buffett tickets.

Do me a favor

and just say "Jimmy buffett tickets" to Shannon.

I invite her to go.

On the day of the show, she asks for both tickets.

What, she misunderstood,

thought I was just gonna give her two $75 tickets?

You left something behind, Reed, and we're gonna find it.

What's up?

Medical examiner came back

with some results on Carla Morton.

Okay.

They found some blood and skin under one of her fingernails,

something she might have gotten fighting off her killer.

Great. What's that got to do with me?

If you had nothing to do with her murder,

then you'll have no problem taking off your shirt,

proving you got no scratches on your skin.

I didn't kill that woman.

Good, now take your shirt off and prove it.

This is ridiculous.

Take your shirt off, Jerry.

Now, listen, I was working in the bushes, and i--

you know, I remember scratching myself on a branch.

So you'd probably find a cut or something.

Jerry, when we run your DNA

with the DNA found under Carla's nails,

it's gonna be a match, isn't it?

If it is, I don't know how it got there.

We spent all day leaning on the wrong guy for this murder,

the guy you pointed US to.

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

hey! I got that working in the yard!

I'm really angry right now, Jerry.

I'm angry at myself. I'm angry at you.

Now, you're gonna tell US

what went wrong with Carla last night.

You veer one inch from the truth,

and I'm gonna take you apart.

You understand me?

I was high, okay?

I've been clean for six months now,

but I ran into some old friends,

and one of them had some rock.

I came in through the back door,

and she was doing laundry late.

You know, she always ignored me

like she was too good for me.

So I stopped to talk to her, right?

But she gives me this look like she's disgusted,

like I wasn't even human.

It started out I pushed her, and then I-I lost it.

We need you to go in with US and talk to Reed.

You're kidding. After what he said to me?

Shannon, we know this has been hard on you,

but we believe this guy assaulted two women last night,

and we can't get him to talk about it.

Then have them go in there.

We can tell Reed really likes you.

Our feeling is if you go in there,

it might get him to open up.

I don't know.

We don't get him to admit to the crime,

he's back on the street.

So I'm in danger unless I go talk to him?

How about we need your help? How about that?

Talk to him about what?

Start off and say you want to apologize for what happened,

but you'd like to hear him apologize first.

That's important-- that you want him to apologize first.

I'd be lying.

Obviously.

Come on.

Reed, we got someone who wants to talk to you.

Hi, Reed.

I wanted to apologize for everything.

A little late.

But first, I'd like to hear an apology from you.

For what?!

For your behavior.

You're incredible.

You used me.

You pretended to like me!

I did until you started acting all weird.

Was it weird when I picked up lunch for you all those times?

Chicken Caesar salad, dressing on the side.

Ring a bell, Shannon?!

The cd I burned for you, all your favorite songs?!

I never asked you to do any of that.

Dumping all your boyfriend problems on me?

"He came over again last night, but just wanted to have sex."

How do you think I felt listening to that?!

I want to leave now.

I thought you were different,

but, no, you're just like all the rest.

You want a guy to treat you like dirt, right?

Well, you are dirt!

You're dirt I scrape off my shoe!

You are such a loser, Reed.

You are such a loser.

Aah!

You run away, Shannon!

Run away to your empty little life!

Is that what those whores were last night-- dirt?!

What did you do, Reed? What did you do?!

I caught the black-haired one going through my pockets!

I wasn't up for it anymore!

Why'd you kill the blonde?

She tried to run!

They can all go to hell!

Sit down.

How could you put me in there with him?!

I'm sorry, but it worked out.

I could sue you guys.

You helped put him behind bars.

What did he do?!

He killed two women last night.

No way.

Yeah.

We didn't tell you earlier because we weren't sure.

He didn't kill them because of what I did yesterday.

Not at all.

I couldn't live with myself--

you know this guy. He was a time bomb.

Come on. Come on, I'll get you home.

With you having your previous arrest for rape--

you know, we only have so much information to go off of

and make decisions from.

Me telling you I didn't do it--

that didn't make no difference?

We hear that from guys who did it all the time.

So then you decide on your own who did what.

Again, we were going off certain information.

We regret what happened.

Only thing I regret is not having faith.

Lord wasn't gonna let me go down that road again.

I'll give thanks and praise to him.

You okay?

Yes, ma'am. I'm ready to go home.

Wait for me in the hallway one second, okay?

You gave me your word you'd treat him fairly.

We made a mistake.

We spotted that mistake and rectified it.

You gave me your word.

And lupe's is gone?

Yeah, closed about three years ago.

We had our first Valentine's at lupe's.

Yep.

Do you not want to talk about that stuff?

You can if you want.

Well, I remember we were sitting across from each other,

and you put your napkin down, got up,

walked around, and leaned over and kissed me.

And you walked back and sat down.

Do you remember that?

Yeah.

I can't believe you don't remember that.

I remember everything else about that night.

So, you still living in Brooklyn?

Yeah.

You should move down here. Closer to work.

Nah.

You know, I have a listing over in the east village.

Two bedrooms. You'd love it.

Maybe.

I've got the keys.

You want to check it out?

Yeah, why not?

Not bad?

No.

Not bad at all.

Got your nice hardwood floors.

It used to be a one bedroom, but they divvied it into two.

You could easily take that wall down, though,

and make it one big bedroom again.

Yeah.

This is nice.

I could very comfortable.

Eat up.

Hey, come on in.

Connie!

Shh, Theo. The baby's sleeping.

Do you want to hold the baby?

Okay.

Okay.

Are you ready?

Okay.

Hold her like a football, right in here.

Just make sure her head doesn't drop down.

Look, dad.

I see ya.

We can do better for both of them together

then we could trying to do it on our own.

My apartment has two bedrooms.

All right.

I'll talk to Theo.

Okay.