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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

Hey! What�s up? What the hell are you doing here?

I�m selling magazine subscriptions.

We�re not forgetting you helped Bury my old partner.

I didn�t know that was your partner.

Yeah, well, looking at you brings me bad memories.

You�ve been making decisions lately,

but they haven�t been good decisions, dad.

Letting internal affairs flip you,

announcing to the world that you work for them?

Those two moves alone have turned our lives upside down.

And here I was thinking I stood up for my son!

You�re my only family, but don�t make decisions for me anymore.

Brr.

Sorry!

It�s okay!

No problem!

How�s it going?

My dad�s not returning my phone calls now.

What�s his problem?

He�s sulking. Now I gotta deal with that, too.

I�m not exactly sure what happened. Give it a shot.

Driver says shooter walks up, shoots him in the arm. Grazed him.

Driver hits the floorboard, presses the gas with his hand.

Car ends up there.

The shooter drove off.

Driver wanted to leave, didn�t want to press charges.

Aw, geez.

How�s it going, Julian?

You know, i�m keeping busy, eating right,

getting shot at.

Easy.

Give US a second?

What happened?

I�m just sitting in my car,

and some guy comes right up to my window and fires.

So I hit the floor.

Then I hear a groan like he�d been shot somehow.

So I just press the gas with my hand.

It was that quick thinking probably saved my life.

Andy: Who was he?

I didn�t get a look at the face �cause i�m looking at my cd's,

and I turn just in time to see the gun go off.

Who�s got it out for you?

Alphabetically-- start with the a�s.

Hey, guys, you know, I got my blood spilled here.

How about stepping off my nuts?

Who we looking for, Julian?

This guy Aldo sanfantello.

They call him the dentist.

How�d you screw him over?

No, no-- mutual screwing over, you know?

But he-- in his mind, he probably thinks

that I was maybe a little more responsible.

He�s the only guy I can think of, all right?

Sanfantello-- s-a-n--

this is a busy area.

Somebody walking by could have gotten shot or run over.

You better be coming clean, Julian.

Am I not the victim here?

I swear on my mother�s eyes I am telling you the truth.

Clark: Go to the hospital. No, i�m fine.

Stay at the hospital. Wait to hear from US.

I am fine!

All right. Okay.

Hello?!

I got shot here!

What are you reading?

One of those "how to raise a kid" books.

For the baby?

Right now, it�s Theo more, I guess.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, i�m just checking to see

if there�s any long-term effects to...

Walking in and seeing me naked this morning.

No. Yes.

Like from the side?

Like front and center.

My god.

Rita, i--

robbery on 9th street, you two.

Did I miss something?

No, nothing.

Tony: What�s going on with your case?

Julian�s steering it towards some guy that he burned--

Aldo San...Something-or-other. Nickname�s the dentist.

Medavoy and Jones are bringing him in.

How was he when you dropped him off at school?

Dropped him off at Hooters.

He insisted.

Take a seat, Aldo.

So, how�d you get the nickname the dentist?

If there�s a problem, i�ll extract it.

That�s the stupidest nickname I ever heard in my life.

If you don�t like it, don�t say it.

Now, what the hell am I doing here?

You know Julian pisano?

Yeah, I know Julian.

How?

We were business partners for a little while.

How did it end? Why?

�cause I want to know,

or you want to turn this into something?

Julian�s got this, big scheme--

buying these edible underpants from Thailand

for below cost and resell �em here.

Then he tells me they caught some kind of a fungus

when they were down in the ship�s hold,

and they�re worthless, so i�m out two grand.

He�s a two-faced liar,

and that�s how our business deal ended.

Someone took a shot at Julian today.

Good!

Is it starting to take shape yet why we brought you in here?

Give me a break here, guys.

Where were you today?

Did Julian put you onto me?

Where were you?

At home asleep till you came knocking.

Smart guy like you could have hired someone

to do his extracting for him.

And hired them with what, cupcakes?

Check out my bank account, fellas.

I�m overdrawn more than 100 bucks.

Besides, how am I gonna get my two grand back from Julian

if he�s dead?

Well, that�s, a valid argument, Aldo.

I won�t lie to you.

This guy has wasted enough of my time, right?

So how�s about letting me get back to my life?

Stay reachable.

Gee, Julian wouldn�t be dicking US around, would he?

No.

Lady over here got scammed for 100 bucks.

I told her to face up to the fact she�d been had,

but she won�t leave until she talks to a detective.

Name�s christie Haines.

Thanks. Yeah.

Miss Haines? I�m detective Ortiz.

My partner, detective mcdowell.

Thank you for responding. Certainly.

About two hours ago, I was approached by a woman

who said she was from Ireland

going to school on exchange in Philadelphia.

As part of a sorority hazing prank,

they dropped her in the middle of New York

and took her purse.

She was lost and hysterical, and I bought it.

How much did you give her? $100.

She took my information, saying she�d send me the money,

and I was driving her to grand central station

when she asked me to pull over so she could buy a water.

She never came back.

You gave a description to the officer who took the report?

I did.

Okay, we�ll talk to the sector cops here,

see if any of them recognize the girl or the scam.

I�m assuming this is not the first time she�s pulled this prank.

You�re probably right. So you should be able to find her.

We�ll do our best.

When you do, i�d like to have a word with her.

First thing to do is go home and wait to hear from US.

May I have your cards?

Miss Haines, we may not be able to find this person.

You may just need to chalk it up as a lesson and move on.

In other words, you won�t be pursuing this investigation.

We absolutely will. I�m just saying--

I don�t need you to prepare me for the worst, detective.

All I want to know is that you�re on this.

We are.

Thank you.

You should go home, ma�am.

No, i�m gonna stay here and see if I recognize her.

Let�s just see if we�ll figure it out.

Okay, so...?

Well, we talked to your buddy the dentist.

Good. Anything?

No, zip.

�cause i�ve been racking my brain

trying to think of someone else.

Why�d you leave the hospital even though we told you to stay?

The doctors were finished.

We told you to stay there.

Why haven�t you been answering your cell phone or pager?

I�ve been in some public areas.

Personally, I think it�s very rude

when people talk on a cell phone around others.

We dumped your cell, saw who you�ve been talking to today.

Why would you do that? �cause you�re you.

Three calls into pucconi plumbing supply.

What�s that all about?

Well, the guy...

At that place there--

he also works on cars.

Now, you saw mine on the street.

The whole front right quarter panel�s mangled.

Whoa! Hey! Hey, come o--

come on!

You remember what I said on the street?

I�m not lying to you about my beef with the dentist.

Julian...

Okay. All right.

My wife used to work at pucconi�s.

The son, this douche bag named Pete--

I walk in one time,

he�s got Roberta cornered in the stock room.

So I find out

that he�s been making inappropriate comments to her.

So I approach him. I confront him.

He says what he says, and it turns into him calling

and hanging up on me at my house.

Why do you insist on wasting our time every time?

This guy Pete-- he�s kind of hooked up.

I can�t just send cops to his doorstep, okay?

I�ve been calling to find out if he�s behind this.

If he was, I was absolutely gonna hand that information

right over to youse.

What did the guy look like who shot you?

I told you, I didn�t get a good look at his face.

I saw the muzzle flash, I ducked down,

I heard him groan like he�d been shot, then I hit the gas.

Did you shoot him? No!

Don�t lie to me. We�re gonna find out.

I swear! On your mother�s eyes?

Julian, I don�t give a damn if you are taking holy communion.

If I call you on your cell phone, you answer it.

Done.

Get out of here. Okay.

I�d like to know how this got twisted around

to me being the bad guy.

I got shot!

May I help you?

Yeah, I got a little something I need to talk to someone about.

Yeah, detective Jones, medavoy.

Paul cooler. How�s it going?

How�s it going? Paul cooler.

I live on a certain street, second floor.

Got a vintage mustang that I park in front.

Paul cooler. How�s it going?

Anyway, lately, the dickhead neighborhood kids

have been messing with it.

So I set up a video camera in the window

to see if i�d catch one of the little bastards.

I come home from lunch and check it,

and let�s just say there�s an event captured on the tape.

What kind of event?

There was a shooting on 11th street this morning.

You got that on tape?

Let�s take it slow.

Let�s not. Did you catch the shooting on tape?

I did, and I approached a local affiliate,

and they�re eager to have it,

but they said they�re legally mandated

to make sure law enforcement has viewed it first,

and i�m completely cool with that

as long as I retain exclusive rights.

Do the terms "obstructing governmental administration"

and "hindering prosecution" mean anything to you?...

Medavoy: Give US the tape, let US get our hands on the shooter,

then you can have the tape back.

Yeah, okay. We could do it that way.

If I see this tape on the news before we give the green light,

we�re gonna come down on you like a ton of bricks.

Do you understand?

Yeah. Give me the tape.

Check it out.

There�s my information there.

Tony: I�ll give the heads-up to Andy and John.

So that�s it, then?

Wait to hear from US.

All righty.

Miss Haines. Hi. How are you?

Fine. How�s it going with my case?

We have calls out to special frauds.

We put a description of the woman who took your money

out over the air. Everything we can.

Since she wanted to be dropped off in that neighborhood,

i�m assuming she lived there, so after you left,

I asked some people who were walking by

if they knew this woman,

and a man said that it sounded like Carley.

So perhaps you could run that name

through your computer-- Carley.

We will.

I just think it is ridiculous that there are con artists

running around taking advantage of people

and that�s just the way it is.

It�s-- it�s just not right.

Well, we�re doing everything we can, ma�am.

Shouldn�t I be looking at mug shots?

If you�d like. I would.

Let�s go up to anticrime. We�ll get you situated.

It�s up those stairs.

Where you been today, al?

Home.

Find yourself over on 11th street at any time?

No, I was home all day.

You know a Julian pisano?

No, I don�t.

Ran your mug past o. C. C. B.

They say you used to be a button man.

Yeah, well, that was a long time ago, and that was just rumors.

You ran my mug? What do you mean, you ran my mug?

This guy on 11th street

had his video camera trained on the street today.

You gotta be kidding me.

Who hired you to try and kill Julian?

See, that�s my luck right there.

Do you want to spend the rest of your life in jail?

Start talking.

These two idiots, a couple of morons--

they want this guy Julian dead.

I needed the money, so I come out of retirement.

Makes me as big an idiot as those two, I guess.

After I fired the first shot, my freakin� back locks up.

I could barely get back to the car.

Who hired you? This guy Pete pucconi.

He�s got an I.Q. Like a ball of twine.

And the other guy?

A broad-- this guy julian�s wife.

Julian�s wife was in on trying to get him whacked?

Yeah, her and Pete-- they�ve been banging each other.

From what I gathered, they wanted Julian taken out

so that she could get the insurance and the kids.

Like I said, her and Pete-- they�re a couple of morons.

I was just too desperate to turn the work down.

Who paid?

Pete gave me five grand up front.

I�m supposed to get the other five grand from Roberta

this afternoon once I took Julian out.

I�m supposed to meet her at some bar at 5:00.

Do they know you botched it this morning?

Yeah. They tell you to back off?

No, they want me to finish it.

I�m telling you, they�re brain donors, the two of them!

See, 20 years ago,

you didn�t have to worry about being arbitrarily filmed.

World�s changed so much.

Geez.

Apparently, your complainant in the scam this morning knows somebody.

�cause I just got a call from the chief of d's

wanting to know what�s being done on it.

Every reasonable thing�s being done.

Like?

You really want US to run what we�ve been doing?

Yeah, I gotta get back to him on it.

Description of the perp�s out to all sectors.

We got a call in to special frauds.

Complainant look at mug shots?

Yeah. Nothing.

I told the chief that you�d talk to the complainant,

see if she�s remembered anything else about the con artist.

That�s a wasted trip, lieu.

It needs to happen.

This is $100 she got taken for.

You�re going. So go.

What�s up?

All right, Julian, listen up.

I want you to keep in mind something that was told to me

before I left home--

marriage is like raising a piano

up to an eighth-floor apartment.

You put everything you got into it,

but if the line snaps and that thing starts heading south,

run for your life.

Yeah.

Okay.

And this conversation is headed where?

We found the guy who tried to take you out.

Who is he?

He was hired by Pete pucconi.

That mother-- he�s gonna get his.

I�m telling you, he�s gonna get his.

Your wife was in on it, too.

What did you just say?

Her and Pete were in on it together.

They were trying to take you out for your insurance.

I don�t know where you guys get your information--

it�s the truth, Julian.

I know you don�t want to believe it, but it�s the truth.

You�re gonna walk in here,

you�re gonna tell me that my wife,

the mother of my kids-- she wants me dead?

She�s trying to get you dead.

You think about it--

finding her and Pete in the stock room

and him calling and hanging up?

You never had any suspicions

that them two were having an affair?

No.

No, it�s wrong! Bullshit!

No! No! Julian...

We�re sorry.

Here, i�ll call her. We�ll ask her right now.

No, you can�t.

Then what am I supposed to do?!

We got a plan.

Me and my wife-- we lock horns sometimes,

but that doesn�t mean she wants me killed!

We�re gonna find out for sure,

but we need you to keep your head

and do what we tell you to, okay?

There�s no way.

There is no way. No.

This is ridiculous.

You looking for christie?

Yeah, we�re detectives with the 15th squad.

Do you know where she is?

You have an update for her or something?

I�m sorry.

She and I are friends, but that was stupid of me to ask.

No, we don�t have an update.

You don�t know how long the guy�s gonna get?

What guy?

Maybe we�re talking about two different things.

I�m sorry. Never mind.

What, -- what are you talking about?

The drunk driver.

Which drunk driver? The one who killed her son.

You�re not here about that.

No.

I shouldn�t have said anything.

How long ago did this happen?

Three weeks.

Christie goes to the cemetery every day this time usually.

That�s why I asked--in case you had some news I could pass on.

How old was her son? 8.

Was she a single mom? Yeah.

Should I have not said anything?

Um, no, it�s fine.

In fact, it�s good that we know that now.

I�m sorry. I�m gonna go inside now.

You get Julian to pose like he�s been shot.

Then you take the fake photos to show his wife.

Who�s expecting the hit man to show up,

but i�ll pose as his buddy.

Why risk it? If the hit man�s cooperating,

have him take the photos to her.

Way too unreliable. He�d try and book?

He�d book, he�d tip her off, his fake teeth would fall out.

We�ll take Julian and meet you in the alley.

You know which one i�m talking about? Yeah.

You getting the blood and the camera?

We�ll get everything. Just get him over there.

Poor son of a bitch.

On the way, do you mind if we swing by my dad�s? Andy: No problem.

I gotta get over there and give him a kick in the ass.

Pop!

Pop!

Maybe he took off for the weekend.

Without telling me?

What�s the matter?

Pop?

Pop?!

Come on.

15th squad to central "k"--

have an ambulance and a 4-5 supervisor respond

to 8412 Fordham road forthwith.

We have a d. O. A.

All right, John.

Pop...

John, come on. Come on.

Come on, John.

Okay, come on.

Come on.

It�s okay.

It�s all right.

It�s okay.

Pop...

John, where�s your dad keep his guns?

I need to get his cleaning kit.

John! Where�s he keep his guns?

It�s okay. It�s okay, John.

You just stay there. It�s okay.

God.

He was on the job. We found him like this.

He was cleaning his gun. It was an accident.

Yeah, okay.

When you take him out, I want him treated respectful.

John: I want to see him again. Andy: John...

I want to see him.

I can�t believe it. Andy: Yeah.

Rita with him? Yeah.

I�m so pissed off at that guy.

That�s not screwing your son up.

That�s not ripping his life apart.

Who knows what he was going through. I don�t care. It�s unforgivable.

Was there a note or anything?

He was cleaning his gun. It was an accident.

Was there a note?

No.

Medavoy and Jones are with Julian.

I�m supposed to meet �em there. Have they called here yet?

No.

Have they heard?

Not from US.

I gotta go.

Okay.

Hey...what the hell?

Where�s Julian?

We had nothing to hold him on, so we let him walk.

You didn�t get any of our pages?

It�s clark�s dad. He�s dead.

No.

Andy, you�re serious?

Yeah. Rita�s over with John right now.

My god.

The pressure got to him.

We gotta get Julian back here. We have to take care of this.

I think I know where to find him. You guys wait here.

It�s unbelievable.

I understand what you�re feeling right now.

This guy takes my wife, turns her against me,

tries to get me killed.

But this ain�t a particularly smart thing to be doing, Julian.

I want this guy dead...

By my hand.

You got twins.

What are they, 2 years old now?

If your wife goes away for trying to have you killed

and you go away for killing Pete,

who�s gonna take care of �em?

Where�s the gun, Julian?

If you bolt out of this car,

i�ll have to shoot you in the back.

You�ll never get close to that prick.

It�s in my pocket.

You have any contact with the squad? Yeah.

Anything from John? No.

Who�s John? John your partner?

Don�t worry about it. Get on the ground.

Do I get shot in the front or the back of the head?

The front. We need to see your face.

Good point.

Okay, what, like this?

Blood, blood. I�m falling.

-

never marry a stripper,

especially the full-nude ones that give hand jobs in the back.

That is the best piece of free advice you�ll ever get, boys.

Hold still.

They hate men. This is what I found out.

Because their main contact with US

is while we�re tossing dollars at �em

and staring at their muffin.

So they start to think all men are suckers.

More blood.

That�s what I was to her-- a sucker with money,

and then when I ran out of it, look what happened.

Just close your eyes and relax your jaw a little.

This look like the real thing?

Yeah.

Hold your breath.

Well, whatever.

He did so much good for people.

He got to be a cop. That�s what he always wanted.

He got to see you grow to be a good man,

but he needed to put an end to it in his own way.

He made his choice, and it�s done.

Yeah.

There�s nothing you can do if someone wants that.

They�ve thought it through,

and if he didn�t share this with you,

then...he was making his own plans in his own way.

Yeah.

This is a lot in a short time to deal with,

and it can really knock you sideways, John.

So don�t hold it inside. Talk to someone.

Talk to me...

Or someone that we can put you in contact with.

Just don�t be afraid of that.

The last time I saw him, we fought.

You did everything you could for him.

I told him to worry about himself.

I turned him away.

Don�t do this to yourself.

This has nothing to do with you, John.

Yeah.

Mourn for him.

Grieve for him.

But don�t take on the guilt.

Yeah.

Valerie: When�s the meet? Baldwin: 4:00.

They both gonna be there, julian�s wife and her boyfriend?

Do you mind not calling him her boyfriend?

Sorry.

Seeing as i�m the husband and i�m right here.

All right, Julian.

Guy�s name is Pete pucconi. No, he�s not gonna be there.

What do we need to hear on the wire to solidify the case?

I�d like to hear her say exactly what the payment is for--

the murder of her husband.

Just get as much testimony on her part

that she�s totally complicit in what happened and how.

I�ll take care of it.

And try and have her implicate... Pete.

Was that hard? Andy: Julian, relax.

You�re all set.

You ready? Yeah, let�s go.

Updates.

Yeah.

How�s John doing? Do we know?

He�s hanging in there.

I feel so bad for him. It�s terrible.

I�m sure you�ve heard there was a 25-year-old cop

who took his own life last week.

Clark�s dad was cleaning his gun.

It was an accident. His pension stated the same.

His insurance stated the same-- cleaning his gun.

Got it.

Roberta?

Who are you?

A friend of al�s.

Where�s al-- if I even know who that is?

He�s laying low. He sent me.

I don�t know who you are, so--

I just told you who I am, so let�s cut the nonsense.

You have the five grand?

I�m sorry. You must have the wrong person.

I don�t know you. I don�t know al.

How about Julian? You know him, right?

Knew him, anyway.

My god.

Now, where�s the money?

Let me see �im again.

He�s really dead.

The son of a bitch is really dead.

This no-good skank! I hope she fries.

Hey, relax.

You be in my shoes, you try to relax.

We can�t hear when you talk.

You�re gonna ride the lightning, baby,

and i�m gonna be there to throw the switch!

Relax!

Were you there?

Yeah.

Was it quick?

Yeah, a bullet can travel pretty fast.

Can I get the five grand?

So that�s it. He�s gone.

There�s no coming back.

Yeah.

It�s pretty crazy when you think about it?

Sure is. No, wait a minute, then go.

So it�s not suspicious.

Sit down.

Relax.

Drink your beer. Look more casual.

How long you and Pete been seeing each other on the side?

A year maybe.

So, this is what you do-- kill people for a living?

Something like that.

Listen, do I have to notify Pete that julian�s dead

or will you?

No, i�ll tell Pete. Don�t worry about it.

So, how many people have you killed?

I don�t know.

How long you and Pete been cooking this up?

A while. Do you enjoy doing it? Is it like a big rush?

Not exactly.

So, you got an insurance policy on Julian?

That what this is all about?

Have you ever used a chainsaw?

I saw this thing on this one guy who used a chainsaw.

So nasty.

You must not even bat an eye anymore.

They�re not even human beings to you, are they?

Why don�t you shut up and leave?

I apologize.

I�m not trying to get on someone like you�s bad side.

Have a nice life.

She�s a collar.

All right, Roberta, it�s over with.

What�s going on?! Who are you?!

The police. Let�s take it easy.

Stop it! Aah! Aah!

Hi, sweetheart! Hey, how you doing?!

My god!

I�m back from the dead, you no-good cheese bag!

Back in the Van, Julian!

Baby, I have no idea what they�re accusing me of!

I was listening in, Roberta! I heard everything!

Pete said he�d kill me! Julian, you gotta help me, baby!

Shut up, both of you!

I love you! Kiss my ass.

It was worth it, Julian,

to finally give myself to a real man like Pete!

And I gave him everything! It was worth it!

All right, come on.

Come on.

Where�s the wife?

On her way to central booking.

Detectives from the 6-2 are picking up Pete pucconi.

How you doing, Julian?

Never better.

I�m sorry for what you�ve gone through.

There�s no sympathy needed, lieutenant. I�m alive.

My no-good bitch of a wife is headed up the river,

but i�m alive.

Half full, Julian-- that�s how to look at it.

That�s right-- new lease on life.

New man starting tomorrow.

So, why is everyone so glum?

I�m the one who almost got killed.

Don�t worry about it.

Anything from John?

He�s heading back to his place. Rita�s with him.

Christie Haines is on her way up.

Man. Who�s this?

The woman who got taken off today.

Can i-- I need 20 bucks from everybody.

What�s going on?

This woman lost her son three weeks ago to a drunk driver,

and today she got taken for 100 bucks, and I just--

i�m gonna tell her we found the money and the perp ran off.

Anything else we can do to sell her?

Um...can-- can one of you guys play the perp�s boyfriend?

Right here. I�ll do it.

You sure you�re up for it?

Absolutely.

Consider it a token of my thanks.

Yeah, all right. Come in the coffee room.

What do I do?

I�ll fill you in.

Make him a husband.

Yeah, right.

Have we heard anything about the funeral arrangements?

I haven�t.

I�d like to notify the borough so people can send flowers.

I don�t know anything yet, John.

Miss Haines. How are you?

Fine. What�s going on with my case?

Really good news--

we found the woman who ran that game on you.

My god. I don�t believe it.

She was with her husband.

We caught the husband, and he had the money on him.

Where is he? We have him in a room.

His wife got away, but we�re still actively looking for her.

Thank you.

So now we�re gonna go in the room,

and the husband is gonna give you your money back

and apologize.

Okay. Yeah.

Right this way.

Andy: Do you have something to give the lady?

Ma�am?

I would like to apologize for my wife�s behavior.

As a result, me and her will be parting ways.

There you have it.

May I say something?

Go ahead.

It�s not the money.

It�s the trust.

That is what you steal from people.

Things have happened in my life,

but I have held on to my faith and my trust

and my belief in other people, and it has not been easy,

and you and your wife tried to steal the rest of it from me.

But you didn�t.

I still have some left that you can�t take,

that no one can take.

I want you both to know that.

Ma�am, my wife and her actions aren�t worth your time.

They�re not even worth your worry.

I�m the one who�s had his trust stolen.

Even though I have to say

she seemed like a... Nice person when we met,

and I...

I rea-- I loved her.

Please don�t do that, okay?

Your wife gave me the fake tears, too,

and I find it very offensive.

Please don�t do that.

Connie: Come on, miss Haines. Let�s go.

It�ll be-- it�ll be all right.

Is it from your dad?

Yeah.

Do you want to watch it right now or wait?

Now.

Are you sure you want to be alone?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Call me if you need anything.

All right.

I�m so sorry.

I�ll call you later.

John...

This is a little strange for me, as i�m sure it is for you.

So forgive me if I fumble around here a little bit.

You know how much I loved your mom.

She was everything to me.

When she passed, I didn�t think I could go on,

but what kept me here was you.

That�s what I lived for...

Making sure that you grew up to be the best man you could,

and you have.

And i�m so proud of you.

I haven�t felt right since your mom died.

Things are falling apart more and more.

It�s harder to get up in the morning.

It�s harder to fit in...

Find meaning.

I�ve looked at what lay ahead for me,

and I don�t want it.

I have done wrong by you, John.

I�ve made mistakes, and i�ve dumped things on you

that no son should have to deal with.

The mistakes that... Break your spirit...

Kill your hopes are the ones you can�t rectify.

Either way, my job raising you is done.

I just want to have some peace and be with your mom.

I�m sorry.

I know this is wrong...

But I just don�t have any fight left in me anymore.

I love you.

Keep making me proud.