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Previously on "NYPD blue"...

I thought he was taking the week.

The boss said it was okay to get back to work.

Hi. Hey.

I just need to get back into it.

Haven�t spoken in three days.

It�s a rough time.

This isn�t just about your dad.

I�ve had a lot going on recently.

And you kept it all to yourself bottled up, just like this.

Because this is how I handle things.

Not if you want to be with me.

I wish I felt the way that you want me to, but I just can�t.

Then be straight with me and be honest.

Then maybe it�s a good idea

if we stop seeing each other for a while.

Richard forest-- he was cracked in the skull.

No sign of a break-in.

Who found him? She did.

Didn�t know him well.

Blood on that glass thing?

Yeah, blood.

It looks like there�s a clean print on it.

Did you sleep all right?

Me and Rita.

Sorry to hear it.

Mcdowell: Morning.

Hey.

What do we got?

D.O.A. is Richard forest. That�s the murder weapon.

Medavoy and Jones?

Started a canvass.

Guy�s got a message on his voice mail.

We�ll get t.A.R.U. To retrieve it.

Call in crime scene while you�re at it? Sure.

"Die, you dumb bitch."

It�s written on this flier

next to a name and a contact number.

Andy: For what? A band--the spikes.

They�re playing a show tonight.

"For information, call Carla at circle,"

with an arrow pointing towards where someone wrote,

"die, you dumb bitch."

I�ll notify t. A. R. U. And crime scene.

Yeah, we need to try and get in touch with this Carla. Good idea.

These two?

She told me, but I think they�re okay.

It�s gonna hit the fan.

Let�s think positive.

You can light your incense and say "om,"

but trust me-- the fan.

Woman: Richard, this is Carla. I got your message.

You�re an asshole, and I hope you die in a ditch.

Go to hell.

Identified herself as Carla.

The same one from the flier,

the one that said, "die, bitch" with the contact number?

There�s a good shot.

I traced the number back to an office

rented to Carla whitford attractions.

Concert booker.

What did the d. O. A. Do for a living, music guy?

Rita: No one to tell US yet.

Phone message at the office says she opens at 10:00.

We�re heading down there.

Lieutenant, line one. Detective sipowicz, line two.

Anything on the canvass?

Nothing much to canvass.

The guy owns the whole building,

uses the rest of the floors for storage.

And nothing from the folks next door.

Don�t get comfortable.

Assault on Avenue c, 1509.

Here we go.

Get the car. I�ll be right down.

What�s up?

Theo�s teacher called,

asking if we can bring some extra cupcakes.

Sure.

They put out desserts for after the play.

That�s the basic routine.

Sounds fun.

She referred to you as "Mrs. Sipowicz."

It was probably just an innocent mix-up,

but I didn�t catch it quick enough to correct her.

Well, we�ll do it tonight.

Good. So, that�s it? Are you okay?

Yeah, I got to talk to this lady.

Russian lady lets herself into her apartment.

Perp comes up from behind,

tries to strangle her with a cord.

She fought him off. He boogied out the fire escape.

No signs of forced entry. Husband�s on his way from work.

What�s her name? Pardee.

Mrs. Pardee?

Detective Jones and medavoy.

Did you see the man who tried to strangle you?

No.

This happened in the hallway or in the apartment? In.

So you think the man was already in the apartment,

or did he sneak in behind you as you closed the door?

I think he�s already inside.

How�d you fight him off?

I reached, and I stick my fingers in his eyes,

and I kick his knee.

Quick thinking.

Have you thought about if there�s anyone in your life

who might have done this?

We have no money.

Must have been some crazy New York person for no reason.

So you don�t keep any valuables or cash in the apartment?

It�s okay. Everything is okay.

I don�t press charges.

Ma�am, you could have been killed.

Everything is okay, really.

No need for police.

Man: Natalia!

Natalia!

Can I help you, sir?

This is my husband.

Sweetheart. Hello, Roy.

Are you okay? No problem.

Mr. Pardee, after we�ve checked out the apartment,

why don�t you come down to the precinct with US

and help find who did this while your wife gets treated?

I�m not gonna leave her like this.

Everything is okay, really.

Baldwin: We�ll get back to you in a bit.

Excuse me.

Detectives sipowicz and Clark. You want to turn that off?

I got to call you back.

Is this about Richard forest?

Word got around fast.

Small community, tight-knit. It�s devastating.

What community are we talking about?

Richard was in music development.

He�s a backer-- money guy.

So he�d front cash to bands?

In return for a piece of their profit down the line.

He get along with folks, generally?

He was passionate.

How�d you get along with him?

Fine.

Any strong words with him recently?

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Carla: Richard, this is Carla. I got your message.

You�re an asshole, and I hope you die in a ditch.

Go to hell.

Clark: Explain the message.

He pulled his bands from me

�cause I didn�t follow his direct order.

What was the order, and who was he to give it to you?

An egotistical asshole.

He dumped the spikes off his roster

and wanted to blackball them.

I owed their lead singer a favor, so I booked them anyway.

So this wasn�t something personal.

�cause if we find out it was,

you�ll learn the uglier side of this process.

He was a fag, thank you very much.

And besides, I heard Richard bought it early this morning.

I was with people from midnight to 6:00.

Names and numbers,

if you�re not too devastated about him buying it.

He was a grade "a" prick who burned everybody he worked with.

You got your work cut out for you.

How long you and your wife been married?

A year and a half.

How�d you meet? In Russia.

I don�t mean to be rude, but just so we know what�s going on,

was this some mail-order bride type arrangement?

We met through a dating agency.

How would you characterize your relationship with your wife?

Happy. Everything I could ask for.

Complete bliss-- cloud nine.

Natalia...

Is a wonderful... Wonderful person,

but she�s from Moscow.

Which means what?

Moscow women are harder, colder, savvier.

I mean, the prime Russian brides come from the small towns,

and I knew this going in,

but as soon as I asked Natalia to dance,

and I looked into her eyes--

let�s get specific now, Mr. Pardee.

She sends money home.

She makes her phone calls late at night.

She has to run out and meet serge

because he�s her second cousin, and he needs help.

It�s all so secretive with her.

She never tells me what�s going on.

So when you heard she�d been attacked,

any candidates come to mind?

I have no idea.

Has she been seeing anyone outside the marriage?

I can�t emphasize enough

how little I know about her personal life.

All right, which restaurant she work at?

Moose mcfriday�s up on Lex.

She�s hostess there on weekends.

A couple of guys there are trying to get into her pants.

How do you know?

Well, I don�t.

Just a husband�s intuition.

So, your relationship with your wife

isn�t everything you could ask for,

which is what you just said a minute ago.

Yeah, I guess it has been difficult.

Difficult enough for you to want to have her killed?

No, not by a long shot!

Hey.

Hey.

You get the dump back on the d. O. A.�s cell phone?

Yeah, a bunch of calls in from a Justin tangier.

He�s a singer with the spikes.

Connie and I are gonna bring him in.

Cool.

Rita, I really hope we can stay friends.

John, we both know that doesn�t really happen, right?

Who says it can�t?

Maybe down the road, but after two people break up,

the whole "let�s stay friends" thing is a little naive...

And kind of insulting, to be honest.

I was just trying to make the best of the situation.

It�s easy. You respect me. I�ll respect you.

We�ll do our jobs, act like adults, and move on.

Okay.

Sound fair? Sure.

I�ll bring you up to speed after we talk to Justin.

Great.

Man: Your honor, you�ve read all of the material.

My client, Mr. Wells, stands convicted of murder

and has spent 21 months in prison

based solely on the word of a single eyewitness,

who has since made a signed affidavit

recanting his testimony.

I urge you to Grant the 440 motion to vacate the sentence,

set aside the jury verdict, and set bail for my client,

pending any further action by the d. A.

Thank you, Mr. Collins. Ms. Haywood?

Mr. Wells is a convicted drug dealer,

who, according to a jury,

brutally shot and killed two men.

The state believes this witness was coerced into recanting,

and his original testimony was accurate.

We therefore ask you to reject the motion,

or at least give US some time to rebuild our case.

Ms. Haywood, as distasteful as it is,

i�m afraid that based on what i�ve read and heard,

the court has no choice but to set aside the verdict

and Grant bail for Mr. Wells pending a new trial.

Bail to be set in the amount of $50,000.

Can I address a. D. A. Haywood? No.

I just want to tell her that there�s no hard feelings.

I�m not looking for an apology or nothing.

Mr. Collins, get your client out of here before I change my mind.

Yes, judge. Let�s go, Jerry.

Can I talk now?

Because I think there�s been a real misunderstanding.

It�s possible, Justin.

Explain Richard forest�s credit card in your pocket,

and this could go quick.

Loaned to me by Richard. Is he saying I stole it?

Why�d he give you the card? He backs my band.

I need something-- strings, sticks...Undies--

he provides...Willingly.

When�d you talk to him last? Last night.

Over at his place? On the phone.

What about?

About working a d.J. Into the band.

Now, what on earth am I doing here?

�cause i�m just plain confused.

Well, Richard forest was found murdered.

You know anything about it?

Are you serious?

Why all the calls yesterday? You�re serious?

We�re serious, and having his credit card is serious,

unless you focus, we�re starting to look at you as involved.

The calls were about the band, about the d. J.,

some new material-- the band!

We heard he dropped your band

and was working the town to blackball you.

Total lie.

We get it�s a tough business, Justin.

Losing a deep pocket can make a guy desperate.

Except for the fact we were not dropped.

I mean, maybe for a second,

but he�d say that every time we�d disagree.

And make calls to concert bookers,

telling them to ignore you?

Richard forest is-- was queen of the drama queens,

but it didn�t mean Jack.

It didn�t make him enemies? Not of me.

Who, then? I don�t know!

He liked rough trade. You know, eighth Avenue boys.

Got an alibi for last night?

I was with my friend, remmy Blanchard.

His name and number.

Then can I leave?

You�re sticking around while we check it out.

And you�re a collar

for that quarter ounce of weed we took off you.

Great. Bad day goes to hell.

Have a seat, Chris.

Okay?

You work with a Natalia pardee over at--

moose mcfriday�s, why?

Natalia was attacked today at her apartment.

My god. Is she all right?

Yeah, she�ll be fine. My god.

Baldwin: Yeah, we talked to some people there,

and word is you and Natalia were more than just friends.

Who said that?

Is it true? I�d like to know who said that.

Now start answering the questions,

or we�re gonna get pissed off.

We hung out a lot after work.

We did make out a couple times over at my apartment,

but we never had sex.

She said she�d never cheat on her husband.

After you were mugging it up,

did she ever mention anyone who was after her?

No, everybody loves Natalia.

Natalia involved in any criminal element as far as you knew?

No, natalia�s one of the sweetest chicks i�ve ever met.

She ever talk about her relationship with her husband?

A little bit, yeah.

And?

Look, she was trying to get a divorce,

but she only had conditional status since they were married less than two years.

She was trying to petition the I. N. S. To be fully legal.

Why�d she want the divorce?

Have you met him? Yeah.

Well, there you go.

Was she afraid of him?

No.

He�s been filling her head with a bunch of lies,

like how he�s gonna have her deported if she ever leaves him.

She�s out here all alone, married to a guy she doesn�t love.

Put yourself in her situation.

If we find out you�ve been banging her, Chris--

no, I swear to god.

I mean, have I been trying like hell? Yes.

But she won�t, so we haven�t.

This remmy Blanchard confirms Justin was with him.

Yeah, i�m still here.

There�s a bakery on the way to theo�s school.

What�s the name? I�ll call in an order. I already did.

You hear from crime scene?

Yeah, lots of lifts, two of interest.

First is this Justin tangiers slob.

Don�t help US much �cause he�s got legitimate access

with the D.O.A. fronting his band.

Still, that proves he�s been there.

Second was a clean blood print off the murder weapon

for a Randall Stokes.

FBI has him four days awol from camp lejeune.

Marine.

Justin know the guy?

Said he never heard of him,

but the kid�s a little hard to trust.

That was Carla whitford.

She said she�s seen a marine-looking type

hanging around the clubs with remmy Blanchard.

We need to have a talk with this guy.

I know that name-- remmy Blanchard.

You know him personally?

From the food section. He�s a restaurateur.

Was instrumental in opening up Tribeca.

Very rich.

Carla says he likes hanging with bands and young guys.

Lives on carmine street.

Mr. Blanchard?

You�re the detectives from the phone?

Yeah, we got some more questions for you.

You mind if we come in?

I said Justin was with me. What else do you want?

Let US in. We�ll tell you.

Please.

You know a guy named Randall Stokes?

Remmy: Why?

Andy: Like I said on the phone,

this is a homicide investigation.

You can do the math yourself.

Is he a suspect in the homicide? Does he need an attorney?

Are you hiding this kid?

I�m not hiding anyone.

I�ve just lived in this part of town a long time

and seen a lot of friends bullied by cops.

We�re not looking to bully him.

We just wanted to talk to him about a rich gay guy,

same age as you, who�s head he might have caved in.

Yeah, unless that kind of thing don�t worry you.

Richard forest?

Smacked with a hunk of glass.

And that�s why you called about Justin?

Clark: And that�s why we�re here talking to you,

where all roads seem to be leading.

Which we�re a little curious about.

You want my alibi now? Isn�t Justin my alibi?

Randall Stokes, you know where he is?

Out and about.

Does he have a cell phone on him? He should.

Okay, why don�t you call him, get him back here?

But don�t mention police.

I�m not an idiot.

What do you know about this kid--Stokes?

Not much.

You sleeping with him?

He�s not quite there yet.

Soon, but not quite.

So you just let him flop here?

I like young guys around.

They watch TV in their underwear.

How did you meet him?

Justin introduced US.

Justin said he didn�t know Stokes.

He probably thought you were coming after him for pandering.

So, aside from being a wannabe rock star, justin�s a gay pimp.

Anything you want, anytime, any age, conscious, unconscious--

Justin has no morals.

But you still hang out with him.

He introduces me to class acts like Randall Stokes.

Elevator just stopped.

Has he got a key?

He�s at the door.

I got a new shirt.

Take it easy, Randy.

Calm down!

What�d I do?

You fought US, for one, asshole!

Sorry for the mess.

Thanks for coming back, Mr. Pardee.

Sure.

The problem we�re having--

other people�s account of Natalia

and her relationship to you

have differed from what you�ve told US.

Yeah? Like what?

That you�ve resisted divorce,

holding her residential status here over her head.

Who told you this?

One of those horn dogs she works with?

I�m the one that�s lived with her for almost two years,

and i�m telling you, Natalia knows how to work people.

Has she asked you for a divorce?

What, did Natalia bat her eyes at you,

show you some leg?

Am I picking up a jealous streak here, Mr. Pardee?

I�d just like to know why you�re defending Natalia,

who�s basically a con artist, and not believing me.

You were married to a Filipino woman for three years,

another mail-order bride.

What does that have to do with anything?

Well, the report says she disappeared five years ago.

She didn�t disappear. She walked out on me.

Tell US about it.

She started hanging out with American women,

got all americanized.

Next thing-- she doesn�t love me.

Needed to find out who she was.

One day, I came home from work, and she was gone.

A week later, her mother called from the Philippines

saying she hadn�t heard from salerna.

So I filed a report just in case,

but I knew all along

that she had probably just met some guy and hit the road.

And you never heard from salerna again? No.

We spoke with the detective in Jersey city

who investigated your first wife�s disappearance.

He suspected you

because salerna didn�t pack any clothes before she left.

Only her purse was missing.

I don�t have an answer for that. She just left.

So bad things just happen to your mail-order wives?

If being suckered and mistreated by women,

who just want to come to america

and then dump their husband, who loves them, is a crime,

then lock me up because that�s all i�m guilty of.

You need to stay reachable, sir.

You know, insult on injury.

That�s what this is!

Stay reachable.

Anticrime did a pross sweep.

They might still be using the interview rooms.

I�ll clear the pokey.

Come here.

Sit.

And milner�s bakery called.

They need your credit card number.

Yeah, this is Andy sipowicz.

I got to give you a card number?

Talk about the weather.

So, how about this weather?

Brings the girls out.

Andy?

Up.

All right, you�re civil when I take these off,

or you could end up shot.

Why�d you fight US, Randy?

Don�t want to go back to camp lejeune.

What�s so bad? Sit down.

Gunnery sergeant breaks my ass all the time.

Got fed up.

Him breaking your ass got anything to do

with you getting spotted coming out of a gay bar?

Your sergeant said he heard guys were giving you heat for it.

I just went in for a beer.

I didn�t know what kind of place it was.

Yeah, and we didn�t just grab you out of a gay guy�s house.

All right, from now on, you�re honest and forthright, kid,

or you spend the rest of your life in jail.

For being awol?

For killing Richard forest.

Never heard of him.

How�d your fingerprint end up in his blood

on the object that killed him?

All right. I�ll be honest now.

I woke up with that thing in my hand.

I never hit him with it.

You�d been drinking?

No.

A guy I met at a club told me about this party--

booze, women, grass.

I was, like, "lead the way."

Who�s this guy?

Justin something.

When we get there, it�s just this one dude, forest,

so i�m like, "i�ll drink a beer and then split."

But I must have been drugged,

�cause I woke up five hours later.

This bloody thing�s in my hand,

and forest was dead on the floor.

Where was Justin?

Gone. I must have been drugged.

You�re sure it wasn�t more of a blackout scenario,

like you did something and don�t remember it,

or you just put it out of your head �cause you don�t want to?

I think I was drugged, like roofied.

All right, Randy, we know about Justin,

and there�s no way you went to Richard forest�s house

expecting girls.

That�s what he said!

We also know a little about you,

and we think it�s possible that you were partying with Richard,

and he wanted to do things that you weren�t comfortable with,

and you got upset.

No!

I mean...

My god.

How long you in the service?

Two years.

You got family in the marines?

My dad.

Makes sense you�re struggling with feelings you got,

and that�s something to get across

in terms of getting a judge to understand what happened,

but you got to lay it out.

Maybe--maybe I did do it!

I mean, if the guy came onto me,

I would have kicked his ass, but I just don�t remember.

You got to talk to Justin.

Please, talk to Justin.

We�ll talk to him, and that�ll give you some time to think.

Let�s go downstairs.

Pardee�s got a brother with a minor sheet.

Apparently fried his brain a little

from too much drugs as a kid.

We�ve been leaving messages at his work

and the s. R. O. He�s been flopping at.

Did you talk to Natalia again?

Yeah, but she didn�t give US anything.

Either she honestly doesn�t know who would do this,

or she has a real fear of dealing with police.

And she�s not mixed up in anything as far as we know?

Other than the husband, everybody says she�s a sweetheart.

So what�s the next move?

We�re gonna go sit on the brother�s apartment.

What can I say?

Beat it.

Afternoon, counselor.

Detective.

Hey, what�s up?

Just checking in.

Yeah? Nothing else?

Do you think i�m paranoid?

I�m not, right?

What�s going on?

I�ve been doing this a while, and I never feel, like, unsafe

when it comes to perps I put away.

I don�t need the disclaimers. What happened?

This guy I sent to jail a couple years back got out today

off a key witness recanting his testimony,

which is a total crock.

And he did what?

He made some comments during the original trial,

plus today he said something that was creepy.

You tell the judge?

It�s nothing overt. It�s just a feeling.

And then today i�ve been getting some hang-ups at my office,

which I never get.

All right. Give me this guy�s info.

I�ll take care of it.

What are you gonna do?

Talk to him.

But you�re not gonna piss him off or anything?

Nice and friendly.

You�ll let me know how it goes?

Don�t worry. It�s taken care of.

Good.

I�m gonna ask you again, Justin.

You know Randall Stokes?

And i�m saying again, no.

You introduced him to remmy and Richard forest,

but he still doesn�t ring a bell?

Are we talking about the jarhead?

Sorry, I only know him as Randy.

Where�d you meet him? Continental bar.

He didn�t have a place to stay, so I hooked him with remmy.

Pimped him. I didn�t get nothing out of it.

What happened when you took him to forest�s last night?

I didn�t see Richard.

You didn�t go there with Randy Stokes? No, ma�am.

You didn�t drug Randy and serve him up to Richard

like you�ve been known to do?

Who said that? Word on the street.

Want to try something, Justin, maybe save some years in jail?

You went over there with Randy,

offered him up unconscious as an incentive to re-sign your band.

He never dropped my band.

Forest refused, tried to throw you out, you fought.

It got out of control.

You put the weapon in your sleepy friend�s hand.

I was with remmy Blanchard all night.

But somehow, this kid from nowhere

makes up a story about you

that fits other accounts of you just by accident?

How about this kid tells me he needs money

and is willing to earn it the hard way,

so I make a phone call.

And this is just coming out now?

You don�t think I had a little guilt

about introducing my friend to the guy who killed him?

We think you�re willing to pretend you do.

How did I earn all this distrust?

Lied to US about knowing Randall Stokes, for one.

I only know him as Randy!

I made the call.

Randy went alone! That�s all I know!

Still, you�re under the microscope, Justin.

So if you were involved, start positioning yourself,

�cause we�re gonna find out the truth,

and you don�t want to be last at the table.

All I did was make a phone call.

What happened from then had nothing to do with me.

Up--in the cage.

Yeah, I didn�t see this coming.

Does Randall Stokes have a record?

Hauled out of a bar once. Little stuff, no assaults.

Except on the two of you this afternoon. There was that.

Did you talk to him again about the blackout?

We were just about to.

Well, see what you get,

but with the bloody print, I could sell it.

We�ll take another shot at him and get back to you.

Hey, Andy, two minutes.

The play at theo�s school tonight,

he plays the letter "z,"

which means he�s got to wait out the whole alphabet

before it�s his turn.

Detective?

I�ve never done this before,

and it was way out of bounds, so i�ll apologize in advance.

But I watched your interview with Randall Stokes,

and I know this is absolutely none of my business,

but he�s in the middle of a horrible struggle.

A marine with a father who�s also a marine.

What are you saying, John?

As someone who�s been in that teetering position,

you�re so conflicted.

It would be a comfort to be found guilty

of anything other than being gay.

I never should have opened my mouth, and I never will again.

Hey, ready?

We should have another conversation

with remmy Blanchard.

Yeah?

Yeah, come on.

So what�s the topic this time?

Why would a guy like you protect a turd like Justin tangier?

How am I protecting him?

Clark: Bogus alibi.

He was with me.

We say Justin was with Randy,

and it was Justin who killed Richard forest.

I don�t see how that�s possible.

You and Justin, where were you last night?

Here in my apartment.

Anyone else with you?

Just US.

What�s this Justin got on you? Nothing.

Getting served up young boys is so important

that you�re willing to let an innocent guy fry for it?

If he�s so innocent, why did he fight you like a tiger?

Saw himself going away for something that he didn�t do.

Or exactly the opposite.

So it�s enough that he gets you laid

and keeps you in the club loop to sell this kid out.

Anything to make you feel less like a lonely old queen,

is that it?

You�re leaving.

You�re coming with US. You�re under arrest.

For what?

Possession of kiddy porn, all this.

They�re art books, lithographs.

I saw naked kids. You gonna resist?

You saw what happens when people do that.

Put your hands behind your back.

Stop. Please!

He wasn�t with me.

When�d you get the story together?

He came over late last night and said there had been an accident.

He said he was afraid of what it might look like, so he left.

And you bought that?

All I know is that he wasn�t with me.

Now, please, take off these cuffs, please.

Who are you two?

Tell him what you said.

Tell him now.

I told them the truth.

They know you weren�t with me last night.

You lying faggot!

You�re on your own.

Son of a bitch!

Take him back to the squad.

How we playing this, Justin?

What if--what if I was forced into a corner?

No what-if's. What happened?

Because I had absolutely no choice.

I mean, honestly, what would you do

if someone was forcing you into a gay sex act?

You�d freak out, too.

Richard forest we�re talking about.

My band was going into the studio next week.

Suddenly he pulls the plug, says i�d stolen $1,000 cash from him,

and I was an ingrate.

Did you steal the cash?

You don�t just leave cash lying around like that!

Keep going.

So I come by with a peace offering.

The marine? He refuses.

Says if I want back on the roster,

it�s my thing going in the passed-out marine

while he takes pictures so he can own me.

So you smashed his head with the statue

and then put it in randy�s hand?

Honestly, honestly, what would you do?

We�ll think about it while you write up your statement.

Sit down.

You and your brother, Roy, are pretty close?

Yeah.

Did he help you out financially?

Yes, and we do stuff together.

Greg: Yeah? Like what?

He comes over.

We eat pizza, rent movies, go to the ball games--

stuff.

How�d you get that scratch under your eye, curt?

I don�t know.

Working.

Natalia clawed at her attacker�s eye this morning.

I wouldn�t hurt Natalia.

What are you doing?

I spent two years in the fbi�s lie-detection unit.

I didn�t do nothing!

Is your name curt pardee?

Yes.

Do you live in New York City?

Yes.

Did you have anything to do

with the attack on your sister-in-law this morning?

No!

You got a major problem, curt.

Do you want to go to jail?

Do you want to die there?

�cause you and your brother are both going to jail

unless you tell US what�s going on.

Curt!

Your brother put you up to this, didn�t he?

Just like he had you kill his first wife, isn�t that right?

No.

Curt!

I did it by myself!

Your brother didn�t put you up to either one?

No.

Where�s the first wife?

Our grandma has some property out on staten island.

Why did you do it?

They didn�t treat him right. They used him.

They were ruining his life.

So Roy never asked you to kill them?

No.

And he never mentioned how maybe he wished they were dead?

No.

So you just did this out of the kindness of your heart?

He takes care of me.

He looks out for me.

He�s all I got.

I want him to be happy.

Give US a minute.

Are those m. P.'S for me?

Yeah, they�re gonna escort you back to camp lejeune.

Justin copped to the murder.

Man.

You got lucky.

Definitely. I was losing hope.

Andy: You�re not off the hook, Randy. You�re still awol.

Question is how long you�re planning to stay that way.

I�d have gone back in a couple days,

faced the charges,

and asked for a transfer to a different unit.

You got to make that clear in your statement to the m. P.'S.

You�ll get a few days in the brig

and maybe a reduction in grade,

but if they think you deserted,

that�s a dishonorable and prison time.

I still got my uniforms, my I. D. Card, and my dog tags.

I was going back.

Somebody who works with US wants a minute with you.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

I�m John Irvin. We talked earlier.

Sure.

If i�m not mistaken,

I think you�re trying to come to grips

with something I had to deal with about 15 years ago:

Being gay.

Maybe i�m wrong.

If not...

I want you to know that you�re not alone

and that there is a place for you--

many places where you�ll be supported and embraced.

You got the wrong guy.

I never thought I could fit in anywhere,

but at this point in my life, I work in a police station,

I baby-sit the detective�s kids.

I fit in.

He�s all yours.

Aye, aye, sir.

On your feet, marine.

Appreciate the help.

Thanks.

Man: It�s the body of a woman.

Roy: My god!

My god.

All right, then, let�s get you back, Mr. Pardee.

Can I see curt now, please?

Yeah, real quick.

I�m sorry, Roy.

It�s okay, champ.

I just wanted you to be happy.

I know.

I know.

Wells: Yeah?

It�s the police. Open up.

What�s the problem?

I just came by to talk to you real quick. I got company.

Why don�t you go freshen up and give me and Jerry a minute here?

Whoa! You got a warrant?

No. �cause I know my rights.

And i�m hoping this bullshit

about you trying to get under a. D. A. Haywood�s skin

is a misunderstanding.

Are you talking about today?

�cause I was being sincere when I said there�s no hard feelings.

You see, meeting you now

and seeing that stupid look on your face,

you�re like my 8-year-old nephew.

Any attention�s good attention,

even if it irritates the hell out of people, am I right?

Wrong, sir.

You got your attention, Jerry.

You got miss Haywood concerned.

You got me coming all the way over here on my time,

but the attention stops right now.

You got it.

No more comments to her.

No more hang-ups. No more nothing.

If anything happens to miss Haywood--

anything--

i�m gonna be back here.

And, yes...

Mr. Wells went to grab my gun, so I had to subdue him.

Was the beating excessive, your honor?

I certainly don�t think so.

This was all a big misunderstanding.

That�s what I figured.

I�m the letter "z."

It�s the 26th letter of the alphabet,

and that�s the last one.

It is used to spell "zoo."

Theo!

Honey, you were great!

You were great.

I was supposed to say, "�z� stands for zoo."

I messed up.

You did fine.

Theo, two minutes, then we need you for the cast photo. Okay.

Don�t you want to introduce me to your parents first?

This is my mom and dad.

Can I get dessert first before the picture?

Make it quick.

Janice muscarelli.

Andy sipowicz. Connie mcdowell.

Hi.

Nice to finally meet you both. Theo is so proud of you.

He always tells the class how his mom and dad catch bad guys.

Well, just to be clear about it, connie�s not theo�s real mom.

His mom died a few years ago.

But we�re all living together, as a family...

With my niece, actually.

Well, you must be doing something right.

He seems very happy.

Glad to hear it.

Come on, mommy, you�re missing the good stuff.

I�ll be right there, sweetheart.

Nice to meet you both. You, too.

Are you all right?

-

i�m gonna get a cookie. Yeah.

That was fine. Yeah.

Connie: What do you want?

That one.