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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

Theo wet his bed again-- three nights in a row.

Have you talked to him about it?

I will. Where�s the clean sheets?

Sheets are still dirty.

I thought you did the laundry.

Ran out of detergent.

You were supposed to pick some up.

You need to remind me with that. I got a few things on my mind.

I got a few things on my mind, too. I�ll be late.

I know.

I�ll try to remember detergent on the way home.

I�ll take care of it.

I don�t want to be shirking my duties at home.

Don�t take this out on me.

I�m talking about detergent. No, you�re not!

That�s all right, sweetheart. Just, just feel better.

We�ll work something out, okay? Okay, bye.

What�s the problem?

Andrea�s got the flu.

She can�t watch the baby.

Call the service.

I am. Will you wait till they get here?

I gotta take Theo to school.

I�ll drop him off on my way to work.

I�ll drop him off on the way to the crime scene

I gotta get to and i�m already late for.

I gotta go by court.

You have a baby. They�ll understand.

We have a baby.

Right? We.

Don�t even start with this. You�re taking the lead with her.

I�m taking the lead with Theo.

I help out with Theo.

You don�t help out at all with Michelle.

She sleeps. She eats. What do you want me to do?

Take her out for a game of catch?

Have you ever thought to change the baby�s diaper?

Are you kidding?

Do you ever think to get up in the middle of the night

if she�s crying or warm up a bottle?

No, because you�ve been obsessed with her

and protecting her like a bear with a cub.

Maybe for the first week.

The whole time.

This is an excuse for you not to help out,

and you know what? And i�m sick of it.

As much as i�d rather stay in our happy home here,

I gotta go to work.

And this is what,

you laying down the law, what you say goes?

I�m leaving before I say something I can�t take back.

Hey, squirt.

You ready?

Are you leaving?

Yeah, i�m going to work, and you�re going to school.

But you�re coming back?

Of course i�m coming back.

But you said you were leaving.

Theo, i�ll never leave you.

I love you.

Promise?

I promise.

You okay?

Come on. Let�s go.

Hey.

Morning.

Yep.

Greg: Female, no I. D.

Clark: Jones is talking to the guy who called it in.

Andy: What is she, hispanic?

Indian maybe?

Yeah, maybe.

We notified bias unit regardless.

Ligature marks on her neck, stabbed,

no apparent signs of rape.

The contractor opened up at 7:00, found her like this.

Didn�t see anybody milling around.

Did he seem legit?

Yeah. I got his name. I�ll run him anyway.

Morning, Andy.

Yeah, morning.

Crime scene�s on the way.

We�ll start a canvass.

Used to have a homeless problem here,

but not in a while.

Do yourself a big favor-- stay single.

You guys brawling again?

Stay single.

Um, we got an I. D. On the d. O. A., boss--

selmia usef, Pakistani, 18,

lives a block from the crime scene.

How�d you get her I. D.�d?

She was arrested in a stolen car six months ago.

The charge was dismissed.

Father bailed her out.

There�s no answer at the number he left.

So we�re heading for the building.

Anything on the canvass?

Nothing.

Yeah, and crime scene, they came up empty.

Sorry-- babysitter problem.

I�ll put in for the lost time.

What problem?

Service was booked.

What about the other-- it�s covered.

Coffee?

Man: Hi.

Gordon dillit. Need to report a robbery.

I got robbed, technically.

Detectives John Clark and Andy sipowicz.

This is my wife, Sharon. It�s an insurance issue, really.

Ego-wise i�m good. He got his.

In here.

Where�d this happen?

12th near second.

Around 12:30,

I was coming home from a spark job near Columbus.

Guy jumped me.

English, please.

Arson. I�m a claims adjuster.

They say it�s an electrical fire.

I say different. What I say goes.

So you were coming home?

The guy probably saw me taking cash from the atm.

It�s too late to get cash. I know.

Anyway, he grabs me, I spin.

Tagged him, tagged him again real clean,

but i�m used to a ring.

So I danced into a trash can.

I went ass over teakettle, which is--

we got it. What�d the guy take?

Cash... And my wife�s bulova watch

that I was supposed to get repaired,

which should have already been repaired.

It was my fault, no question.

Did you get a look at the guy? Nah, awful dark.

Was he white, black? Anything about him?

He went down too quick.

Thinking about it, though, there�s blood on the sidewalk.

DNA, maybe.

Is there any hope of getting the watch back?

It was an antique.

We�ll check with area pawnshops,

but honestly, it�s a long shot.

So we get the insurance. We replace it.

My mother gave me that watch.

Sweetheart, honey...

You never know with these things.

Let�s leave it at that.

They�ll take a report downstairs.

Give a description of the watch.

We got a photo.

Great.

D.O.A. in a hotel on "d."

Connie and Rita will meet you there.

We�ll get in touch with you in the next few days.

Hospitals, too-- to look for this guy.

Left jab, left cross,

busted chin and nose-- possible.

Can you find your own way out?

Another henpecked slob.

Yeah, couldn�t shut her up.

I�m saying she made him that way.

Yeah, and i�m saying...

I don�t know what i�m saying. I�m gonna get my coat.

Have a seat, Mr. Usef.

Greg: Would you like something to drink?

No, thank you.

You said on the phone you wanted to talk about my daughter.

Yes.

If you don�t mind, could you please tell me why?

When�s the last time you saw her?

Last night.

Where was she going?

To a boy�s house.

Which boy?

Someone she had been dating.

Do you know his name?

I don�t like to speak it.

Well, how about you write it down or something?

What�s going on with selmia?

I would like to know now, please!

We found a body, Mr. Usef, and we think it might be selmia.

I�m gonna show you a picture, and you tell US if it�s her.

I knew.

I knew one day.

You knew what?

I told her to stay away from him.

How many times? A thousand.

W-What�s her boyfriend�s name, Mr. Usef?

Mike Brandt.

American boy.

I told her.

Do you know where this Mike Brandt lives?

No.

And at this moment, i�m glad that I don�t.

That�s good thinking, sir.

Now, go home and wait to hear from US.

Mr. Usef...

Call this number.

They�ll tell you when her body�s ready to be released.

That�s not exactly my reaction

if one of my daughters got killed.

Yeah.

D.o.a.�s Mark halsey. A bunch of stab wounds.

Mark? So a tranny pross?

No, he�s just a snappy dresser.

That was a statement, like, "I know he�s a tran--"

manager?

We haven�t talked to him yet-- miles Landon.

Clark: How you doing, Mr. Landon? Great.

You know him? Sort of.

He come in much?

Yeah, I guess.

You ever consider writing a play?

�cause you got a real way with words.

Another one down. It�s hard to get excited.

What do you know about him?

And no more of your miserable opinions.

Went by Lana. Comes in sometimes.

Who�d he come in with last night?

A couple of different guys. I didn�t pay attention.

Didn�t look up from your porn mag even for a second.

When the money is on the counter, I don�t gotta look up.

You got anything can help find who did it?

I was out having a smoke, and one of the guys

came running out and screeched off in his car.

I got a piece of the plate.

You just told me this now?

You didn�t ask, and you�re being an asshole.

Get out of my sight.

What kind of attitude is that?

Got a cell phone here.

You gonna run it?

Yeah, I thought I might.

I�m just asking.

We�re working. So let�s just work.

We gonna canvass?

Yeah, separately.

D.o.a.�s dad give US a place to look?

She had a boyfriend.

We�ll run him then snatch him up.

Anything on the canvass?

Smoking-sheets joint. No one would talk.

Andy and John got a hit off the license plate

from the hotel manager.

Turns out it�s Gordon dillit from this morning.

Who?

John, get Mr. Dillit settled

in the paperwork room, will you?

I must say, you do quick work. I commend you. Bravo.

This way.

This the robbery victim from this morning with the wife?

He thinks we found her watch. The guy�s half a nut job.

He got a record? Nothing.

But seeing who he�s married to,

you could see the guy just snapping.

Yeah, behind every great whore-killer...

Let�s go.

So... paperwork for the watch?

You ever been to the glenden arms hotel?

What�s that got to do with the watch?

Answer the question.

Never heard of the glenden arms.

You were seen there last night. You know a hooker named Lana?

Lord.

No, it�s, "detective sipowicz,"

�cause i�m who you need now.

What happened with the pross?

This-- this can�t get back to my wife.

Clark: Worry about your story.

You a fruit? No, absolutely not!

You must have flipped out seeing Lana had a dick.

Lana... had a...

It was a man?

Gordon, we�re trying to steer you in a direction

where what you did was justifiable, you get that?

What I did.

I-I mean, we never... Got to the sex.

All right, start when you walked into the hotel room.

We...

This is embarrassing.

We negotiated price.

I laid my money on the television.

She sat down on the bed and...

Withdrew my--

we get it.

And then the door burst in,

and there�s this man standing there with a knife.

He demanded all my money, everything out of my pockets,

says he�s gonna keep me in the room until midnight,

then take me to an atm for more money,

but they got in a fight,

and when they weren�t looking, I ran away.

What?

This man and this Lana over my wife�s watch--

god help me--

over who was gonna get to keep it.

You saying she ran a Murphy game on you?

I don�t know what that means,

but I got the feeling that they were partners.

I mean, she... Called him Randy, wavy hair.

And they just let you run away?

Well, they were yelling at each other,

and then when she went into the bathroom,

he followed her in, and I ran.

I understand making a false police report is a crime,

but i�m still a victim, and for some reason,

you guys aren�t treating me that way.

Lana was stabbed to death.

My lord.

You sure you left when you did?

Yes.

And this other guy actually exists?

�cause you don�t want to waste our time again

with another phony robbery.

Of course he exists. If he didn�t, i--

I didn�t kill her.

Any way to prove that?

I passed a woman in the hallway.

Sh-she was in the next doorway.

I ran right past her. They were still yelling then.

Go talk to her.

Up. You�re waiting in a cell.

A cell?!

My lord.

Come on.

My lord.

When was the last time you saw selmia usef, Mike?

This is about selmia? That�s why you brought me in?

Seeing I just asked you a question referencing her name,

yeah, that�s probably a safe bet.

Why, what happened?

Last time you saw her, Mike. Last night.

She crash with you?

She went home before midnight. What the hell is going on?

She�s missing.

Talk to her dad.

He probably shipped her back to Pakistan, guaranteed.

Where�d she say she was heading last night?

Home. I�m telling you, ask her dad.

He�s from the old country, man. That Muslim-law thing.

We did talk to him. He hasn�t seen her.

Well, there�s a thing in this world that�s called lying.

I mean, come on, guys.

So her dad didn�t want you two dating.

No.

Would you guys go through breakups because of it?

He wanted her to live like a robot, and he hated my guts.

That tends to cause a little friction.

Did she try to break up with you last night?

No. Did we argue a little? Yeah, but we didn�t break up.

Argued over what? None of your damn business.

I don�t know where selmia is, okay?

I�m out of here.

Selmia�s dead.

My god. Why�d you say she was missing?

We lied.

Well, you guys can go to hell.

We need to see what your reaction would be.

Yeah? Here it is, asshole!

Here�s my freakin� reaction to getting maneuvered.

And we need to see what your temper�s like.

All right.

Everybody chill out here.

Whatever you say, Mike.

Selmia�s curfew was at midnight.

She bolted out of my door about 10 till

so she could make it.

I went to bed. That�s the last I saw her.

You�re not gonna mind sticking around

while we look into your story, are you, Mike?

She�s really dead?

Yeah.

Hey, boss.

Tony: What did Gordon say?

That the whore and her pimp were running a game on him.

He�s saying he booked while them two were arguing.

Why�d he leave that out this morning?

Didn�t want his old lady finding out about the whore.

We believe him?

He�s not going anywhere. We�ll keep chipping away.

Still waiting on the d. O. A.�s cell phone dump.

Gordon said the pimp�s name was Randy.

We�re looking to see if that name pops up

in the d. O. A.�s records.

May I help you?

I need to speak with someone

about the selmia usef case, please.

Hi. Detective Jones, detective medavoy.

I-Is there somewhere we may talk in private?

Sure, yeah. Right this way.

I�m sorry, miss. I-I didn�t catch your name.

I�d prefer not to say.

I can only say I am selmia�s cousin.

If that is unacceptable, I will leave now.

No, t-that�s fine.

No one must know we spoke.

Whatever you say stays here.

Selmia�s father...

Ahmend...

He�s my uncle.

Earlier today, he told my father that he killed selmia.

Wait, ahmend killed his own daughter?

For disobeying.

For bringing shame to him.

They call it an honor killing.

Now, your dad said your uncle told him this, or--

I overheard my uncle say it directly to my father.

Is your uncle a violent guy as far as you know?

Not before this.

Had he made threats to selmia before her death?

Not that she told me. I should leave now.

First thing--

we�re sorry for the loss of your cousin.

You obviously must have been close,

and second thing-- we really appreciate you coming in.

We know it took a lot of courage.

Thank you, but I have to leave now.

And third thing--

we�re gonna need your information.

I cannot be involved past what i�ve already done.

You just gave US evidence of a crime.

That makes you a material witness.

If we have to, we�ll force you to testify.

We�d rather it didn�t come to that.

We�ll do everything we can

to leave you out of it past this.

Please.

Detective? Detective Clark just called from downstairs

and wanted me to tell you

he got the tranny pross�s phone records back,

and there are calls from a Randy-- Randy roupe.

He said he�d meet you out front in five minutes.

Thanks. John...

How do you like the apartment?

I love it. It�s so perfect.

Thank you again for subletting it to me.

Yeah.

I finally finished painting,

and my new dining table is being delivered on Saturday.

Maybe you could come to dinner next week.

I feel like I haven�t seen Theo in forever.

Everything�s okay as far as me living there, right?

No, it�s just, a delegate told me

that they�re really cracking down

on detectives in the same squad cohabitating together.

If I get popped and I had to get my own place again...

That�s terrible.

It�s just some grumblings i�ve heard.

Nothing directed at me and Connie yet or nothing.

But in the event that you didn�t like the apartment,

that would have been an alternative for me.

But you like it, so...

Detective, if you need to move back in,

absolutely, i�d move out.

No, if you�re settled in, it�s yours.

I�d find other accommodations.

I would never tell you how to live your life, detective--

good.

I�m gonna tell the boss we gotta pick up this Randy.

But I wouldn�t make any big decisions

based on what a delegate says one day.

Those things tend to blow over.

It�s...

It�s what they say and do over a period of time that counts.

I�d give it more time.

You know a Mark halsey, Randy?

Sure don�t.

Took four calls from him last night and no clue?

Mark halsey-- tranny pross, also goes by Lana.

Yeah-- Lana. Okay.

Didn�t know his guy name.

What�d you talk about?

"Want to go to a movie tomorrow night?"

"What movie?" "Is 3:00 okay?"

Back and forth like that.

When did you see him/her last?

She�s dead, right? She die?

What do you know about it?

Son of a bitch!

Clark: You have something to do with it?

No, but I know who did-- that little sweater-wearing fag.

His name?

Gordon something-- her last trick.

The guy slashed her up.

He�s saying different.

Saying what? Me? Saying I did it?

Psss. That little psycho.

Some balls.

Lay out your side, Randy.

I did...Security for Lana.

Pimping her out.

Protection. I was not her pimp.

She was a friend of mine.

Were you protecting her last night?

Yeah. I was waiting in the car

for her to call with the "all�s cool,"

but it never came.

So I take a walk inside,

I hear yelling, then screaming,

and then this Gordon goes sprinting past me

covered with blood.

Did you go after him?

I went to her, but she--

I tried to save her, pump her chest...

She was all cut up.

Son of a bitch.

You ever think to call the cops?

She was gone.

I had her blood up to my wrists.

I panicked.

So you didn�t run a Murphy game on this Gordon.

What?

You didn�t Murphy him and steal his cash

then keep him to take more cash after it turned midnight?

Hell, no!

�cause we got conflicting accounts.

On one side, there�s the insurance guy.

On the other...

So it�s automatically me?

Look, he wants to throw you a line about some game,

good for him.

But you believe him?

A guy out whoring?

Shame on you.

That�s deep from a tranny pimp.

Anybody back you up?

It�s unbelievable. My friend got killed.

That�s my friend.

All right, mourn in the cell. Get up.

You ever hear of the expression "running your mouth"?

No.

It means talking too much,

and what�s interesting

is that people who commit crimes,

a lot of them end up telling someone else

either because they�re nervous or they feel guilty

or they�re trying to brag.

They run their mouth, like you�ve been doing.

Running my mouth? Yeah.

We know you confessed to your daughter�s death.

That is not true.

Hell, yeah, it is.

That happens to be a crime in this country.

This is my home for 10 years.

I know what the laws are, and I obey them.

Except when it comes to your family.

Then it�s cultural law, right?

If that�s the case, just tell US, and we�ll factor it in.

Who would tell you I did this? Plenty of people,

and they will testify that you admitted to killing her.

I didn�t kill selmia.

She was my daughter, and I loved her.

We know you killed your daughter.

So if you keep lying, here�s another expression--

you can kiss your ass goodbye.

Talk to her American boyfriend!

He hasn�t been telling people he killed her.

I did not kill selmia.

Did you hire someone to do it?

No!

Go ahead and keep lying, then,

but you will get charged with this,

and I will be there when you get sentenced.

I told people I killed selmia to try and gain respect back.

She had ashamed me, and my community look at me as a fool!

You took credit for killing your daughter.

Yes. Bullshit!

Ahmend, you confessed to a crime.

People don�t ordinarily confess to crimes they didn�t do.

That�s how we look at it.

That�s how the courts look at it.

So unless you can provide evidence to the contrary,

you did it!

Now, can you prove you did not do it?

I did not kill her!

That�s not good enough.

So roupe never got dillit to an atm to get more money?

Dillit says he escaped before they could.

Great if we had them on security camera.

Better if we had a full written confession.

So we�re on the fence.

Leaning towards roupe,

but we�ll see with this Monica

that Connie and Rita are bringing in.

Monica?

When dillit split, he passed a woman

who saw that he didn�t have any blood on him

and could still hear roupe and the d. O. A. Fighting--so he says.

Hotel manager gave US a place to look for...Him, actually.

Dan hoffnagle�s his real name.

So we�re waiting on this dan/monica

and doing background on dillit.

Lieutenant?

Valerie: So, ahmend?

Downstairs. He went for it?

Not to US, but we like him.

We got enough for a collar?

A direct admission to the niece, copping to it, that�s strong.

It�s not like an ex-con saying it.

Uniform found a bloody knife a block from the crime scene.

It�s on its way to the m.E.

We�ll go canvass where they found it.

Keep the dad around.

Detective sipowicz? Terry Gail returning your call.

I think he�s a co-worker of Gordon dillit.

Sipowicz.

So, Monica...

You at the glenden arms hotel last night?

Why?

�cause we�re curious.

You looking to bust me for something?

You got a guilty conscience?

I�m saying my line of work. This about that?

It�s about the he/she pross who got butchered

in the room next to yours-- know anything about it?

No. I heard about it, though.

It�s tragic.

So you didn�t hear it go down?

No.

Next door, paper-thin walls-- you didn�t hear a thing?

I might not have been there when you think I was.

We know you were �cause someone saw you, Dan --

you�re gonna call me Dan and expect me to cooperate.

Cooperate or we will make this about your line of work...

Monica.

And it�ll bank some goodwill for any future scrapes?

Depends on your honesty.

I heard a lot of yelling,

but that ain�t a first in that fleabag,

and then, it went, like, too quiet.

You know who was next door?

I knew it was Lana.

You two friends?

Colleagues. You know, seen her around.

Did you see who she went in the room with?

I didn�t see him go in, but after it got quiet,

I stepped into the hall, maybe check up on her.

Saw this guy come out of her room...

With blood on his pants.

What�d the guy look like?

Short, sweater, a real square.

I just froze.

What�d you do then?

Grabbed my stuff and split.

Her being your colleague,

it didn�t occur to you to call the police?

I just figured you�d find him anyway.

I mean, I freaked. I split.

Anybody else hanging around?

On my way out, I passed a guy.

I�d seen him around. I don�t know his name.

He watched out for Lana.

Randy? There you go.

The guy with blood on him,

would you recognize him if you saw him again?

Yeah, and he should fry.

What, like we don�t got it tough enough?

Write down what you saw.

Hey.

Hey.

What�s your name?

Clay haas. Haas.

We need your help, Clay.

It�s Dutch. That�s why it�s "haas."

If I was German, then it would be "hoss."

Got it. There was a bloody knife pulled from this dumpster.

You know anything about it?

No.

Pay attention here, Clay.

This girl was killed last night a block away.

All right, come on.

Whoo!

Ooh.

Talk to Derek.

Derek? Derek knows something about this?

He did it.

Derek killed this girl? Yeah.

Where we gonna find Derek?

This is dried blood, Clay.

Yeah, Derek. He did it.

Don�t open that! Don�t let her out!

Selmia�s wallet.

How�d you get this, Clay?

She tried to kill me.

This wallet belongs to the girl that was found last night.

She comes running at me. I defended myself. This girl here--

she works for Derek.

So you stabbed her.

I told Derek to stop sending his spies after me!

I�ve been telling him that for years!

May I please leave now?

First tell US about Tim lacotta.

What about him? Did you call my work?

You have something to do with him getting fired?

No.

But you did file a complaint against him

for coming on to you.

He got fired for being incompetent.

Slapping my ass in the copy room was icing on the cake.

How is this relevant?

Think about it, Gordon,

and think about how it may help you put together a defense.

You had a problem with gay people.

You�re not the first.

Okay. Okay!

So because i�m such a vicious homophobe,

when I saw this Lana was a man, I started slashing away?

You making light of it or trying it on for size?

Did you even try to find Randy?

He says he passed you in the hall covered in blood.

What about this woman in the room next door?!

She backed it up.

A lie.

That�s a complete, total, utter lie!

And i�m the pope. See, just saying it don�t mean much.

I had no blood on me.

My clothes will have no blood on them.

Not perfect, but it�s a start. Can we search your place?

Sharon, she thinks I went to get her watch,

and you�ll show up asking for my clothes.

You got much bigger things to worry about, Gordon.

If there�s no blood on them, it�ll help your case.

Do we have permission to see them?

It�s the end of my life.

Stop whining and start helping yourself.

Fine, yes. Search my clothes.

We�ll be back.

Selmia was late for her curfew. She took a shortcut home.

Yeah, the perp, the homeless guy,

he was hearing voices along the lines

of someone coming to kill him, and their paths crossed.

We got the dad and the boyfriend still in custody?

Yeah. We�ll kick �em.

Well, it�s close.

He just gave US permission to search his house.

That transvestite Monica got bailed out last year by Randy.

This Monica say that she knew Randy when you talked to her?

Not like that.

And a pawn shop on "b" called in response

to that alert we put out on the stolen watch

Gordon said was taken during the Murphy game.

Shop owner said a white male pawned one this morning

that fit the description.

Only problem is, the guy gave a fake I. D.--

they get him on video?

They don�t have video,

but the description he gave of the seller matched Randy.

Anticrime was getting the watch. They should be back by now.

Tony: You going up to anticrime? Yeah.

I was just trying to get to the point.

Hey.

Come here.

You know a Dan hoffnagle, also goes by Monica?

No.

You don�t know Monica,

but you bailed her out of jail last year. Sit down.

You didn�t know her guy name either?

Those he/she change their names all the time.

I got confused.

When�s the last time you saw her?

A few weeks. She makes it a few hours.

How much speed she on?

How much were you on when you busted in on Lana last night?

Drug-free, boys, and I didn�t bust in on anybody.

Monica copped to getting coached by you, Randy.

Did she? Is that a fact?

Time to start positioning yourself on how it went bad.

All right.

What did Monica get in return for lying to you guys

about me coaching her?

Get her out from under a warrant?

Give �em a break, they�ll sell you their own mothers.

Trannies are liars about everything--

they�re own sex, for god sakes!

You really are a deep thinker, you know?

You�re quick on your toes, too.

Let�s see wiggle out of this.

Never seen it before.

They got you on the pawn shop camera.

The clerk knows your face.

Don�t look at me for an excuse.

You�re way out of my league.

She lunged at me with a knife!

And then stabbed herself 26 times?

I tried to calm her down, but she was like...

Hey. Start over,

and try being honest this time.

It was her idea to Murphy the guy,

but I do the legwork.

So I say proceeds other than cash...To me.

She didn�t agree.

Started screaming, about to blow it.

I�m like, "shut up, you dumb-ass bitch.

In 20 minutes, you�re gonna have another 300."

Came at me with the knife.

Which you brought in in the first place.

She wrestled it off me! Lana was a guy, remember?!

So she wrestled the knife off you.

Then she stabbed herself 26 times.

What if I sa--

no, that ain�t gonna work.

This is heavy lifting, Randy,

and you�re using lightweight machinery.

Give it a rest and just tell the truth, why don�t you?

Here.

Wait here till they�re done.

Can I talk to him for a sec?

Is that all right with you, Mr. Usef?

All right. Keep it civil.

Selmia and I just wanted to be together.

You should have let her go--

she�s dead because of you! You understand?!

She�s dead because of you!

What did I tell you?!

It was nobody�s fault!

It was random.

It is my fault!

I was not strong enough...

To make selmia behave like a proper woman!

I... I�m heading out.

Andy: All right.

How much more you got?

Hour, maybe more.

Good night.

Clark: Good night.

Night.

Those can�t wait?

I don�t want to be thinking about them.

You lay awake thinking about files now?

I do.

�cause what you�re avoiding

will still be there when you get home.

Regardless of what time it is.

Is that how it works?

Andy...

Go home.

Got your message. You spoke to the d. A.?

She said that we could drop the watch from the robbery.

So I get it back now?

Thought it might help you out with your wife.

Can�t tell you how much I appreciate that.

Suppose your opinion is I deserved what I got.

I�m past it, Gordon.

And you�d be right. I got very lucky.

Good.

So you know,

sitting in that cell seeing my life coming apart,

I really took stock,

and i�ve got a much greater appreciation

for my wife and our home,

and I...Won�t jeopardize them again.

Sorry it took an extreme circumstance to get me there,

but i�m glad it did.

Anyway...

I ran into a delegate who mentioned a great florist

on second Avenue who does lovely things with gerber daisies.

Just passing it on. Good night.

Hi.

Hey.

Looks really nice.

Um...

Theo�s down at joey�s. We pick him up at 9:00.

The baby�s asleep.

Got these for you.

That�s very sweet. I love gerber daisies.

Thought you might like �em.

Thanks.

This is a sampler.

You got a little bit of everything in there.

Thank you.

What have we been fighting about?

Nothing that matters.

Let�s don�t.

Yeah.

It�s really been hurting me.

I don�t want to be doing that.

There�s a reason we moved in together.

I mean, there�s a--

there�s a reason why we wanted to be together, right?

Absolutely.

Do you still feel it?

More than I think I ever have.

That�s new for me, and new things...

They tend to throw me a little at first.

Well, I went from being single, you know,

no responsibilities other than my own

to having a family and living with three people.

It�s...

It�s throwing me a little, too.

And stir in that we�re both stubborn as hell...

Yeah.

Andy?

I don�t want to lose this.

I don�t either.

Let�s start over, okay? Let�s start fresh.

Yeah.

Starting tonight?

I�d like that.