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Hi.

- Yes? - Yes.

Hi. I saw your sign.

Yeah. My son put that up.

Oh. Can I talk to him?

I'd rather you didn't.

Okay.

The room. Can I see it?

It's in the basement.

Can I see it?

What's to see?

Four walls and a bed. You want it or not?

- Is there a bathroom? - Of course there's a bathroom.

In fact it's "the" bathroom.

"The" bathroom?

- So, it's only the bathroom. - That's right.

And the door is broken.

So I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other.

Who was that?

Some kid about the room.

He wasn't interested?

He said he'd think about it.

- What did you say to him? - You scared him away, didn't you?

I don't want some stranger living in my house.

- Bad enough living with Nancy Drew. - We've got to do something.

Overdue, second notice, third notice...

Third notice.

Hope springs eternal.

We wouldn't be in this hole if it wasn't for you.

I talked to my friend at Gamblers Anonymous.

Hey! I do not have a gambling problem.

I have a problem with the New York Giants' offensive line.

- Did you see that game? - No, I did not.

I was what they call working. Con Ed.

Final Notice.

Here, come on, give it to me.

- They're going to cut us off. - Give it to me.

I'll take care of it. I've got a plan.

What do you mean? There's no plan. Just pay the damn bill.

Caruso.

Just the one?

Was he alone?

Okay,

Loomis and Detective Vasquez will meet on site.

I'll be in the squad room. I'll coordinate from there.

Maguire Correctional. Someone's over the wall.

Really?

Anybody I know?

I would not be surprised.

Hey...

Wear your vest.

Son...

Love you.

I love you too, Dad.

Kid.

Alright, let's go, people. Every minute counts.

I see some houses up there.

- Have they've been notified? - Yes, ma'am.

Alright, we need to set up a checkpoint

at the Triborough, and another 15 miles south.

If a car has been stolen within 30 miles of here,

I want to know.

I'm busy, Burl.

Is it cold?

It looks cold.

How cold would you say it is?

One degree?

Detective?

He killed somebody.

I'm Detective Vasquez, this is Sergeant Loomis.

Sergeant Wickes. We're stationed out of Hempstead.

We caught the call about 40 minutes ago. We're in the city limits,

so technically, this is your show,

which is fine by me.

That's Mick Quinlan. He and his wife were renting the place.

He's an astronomy buff.

They come up on the weekends to do some star-gazing.

The wife was cold when we arrived.

- Can he talk? - He's still in shock.

I talked to him for a minute.

He said the guy burst in around 1:15.

That tracks.

The prison logged the escape at 1:05. We're half a mile from there.

He said the guy wanted their car keys.

They couldn't find them fast enough, so he exploded.

The husband fought back as best he could.

Good for him.

Mr. Quinlan.

Sir?

I'm Detective Loomis.

Is this the man who attacked you?

I couldn't stop him.

You see that guy?

The guy over there.

I've got shoes just like that at home.

You've got the shoes just like that at home.

It's official Gordy...

we've run out of conversation.

Did you hear about that?

He crawled through a sewer.

Yeah, I was there when my son got the call.

Sherm?

- You know that guy? - Yeah, Sherman Smalls.

I was inside with him.

First week I was there, he saved my ass.

He saved your life?

That's not what I said.

He was a boxer.

A heavyweight.

Any good?

No.

Nine pro fights. Never saw the seventh round.

What was he in for?

He got in a bar fight.

Protecting some girl.

The guy died. Sherm's a boxer, so they called it manslaughter.

How the hell could Sherman Smalls break out of jail.

I mean, the guy's a pussycat.

Your pussycat killed a woman.

She was in a cabin about a mile away.

Hello.

Who's there?

Hey, Tony.

Sherman.

What are you doing here?

You told me I should come by when I got out.

Yeah, when you got out.

Oh, I got out.

I didn't mean escape.

When you got out, when you were released.

Sherm, you can't be here.

- I can't be seen with you, man. - Okay. Sorry, Tony.

Where should I go?

I don't know, Sherm.

You just tell me where I should go and what I should do when I get there.

You're a good guy, Tony.

I'll do whatever you say.

Where's your boy?

He's working late.

Looking for you.

He's a smart boy. He'll find me.

Shouldn't be too hard. You're in his kitchen.

What's all this?

It's bisque.

Tomato bisque.

- Do you have regular tomato? - No Sherm, that's all we have.

Just eat it.

Regular tomato. So, what were you thinking?

You have less than a year left, right?

Brooke, my daughter, she never came to visit.

But I've got to see her.

She's starting to box now. She's got her first fight on Saturday.

You're not going to see her box, Sherm. That's not going to happen.

You've got to lawyer up and turn yourself in.

And no public defender this time. This is serious.

Because I escaped?

Because of the murder.

The woman you attacked. She's dead.

What woman?

A gruesome scene here at this lakefront cabin this morning.

Where 36 year-old Helen Quinlan, of Bayside Queens,

was savagely beaten to death.

Mrs. Quinlan was spending the weekend here with her husband,

when, authorities say, convicted killer Sherman Smalls

burst in on the couple...

That wasn't me.

- Come on, Sherman. - Tony, I swear.

I swear on my daughter's eyes.

That wasn't me.

I escaped, I did that. But not...

that.

Come on, Sherman. They were half a mile from the prison.

It happened 15 minutes after you broke out.

The husband survived. He saw you.

He's already ID'd you.

How long have you and your family been vacationing here?

- It wasn't me. - Sherm...

All those years in the ring. You know, you got banged up pretty good...

and you blackout. I've seen you black out.

I used to wait for you to black out, so I could steal your carrot cake.

But this?

I would remember this.

I woke up, I heard the helicopters, sirens...

and somebody was at the door.

He...

broke in...

He wanted the keys.

Where are the keys? I can't find the keys.

He...

Had a hammer...

went after Helen.

I tried to help her, but he was...

all... over me.

You can't blame yourself, Mick. You did everything you could.

She was my life.

Sherm, I want to believe you. I'm trying hard to believe you.

Believe me.

It's not that easy.

Alright, wait a minute.

- Did you escape with anybody else? - No.

- Anybody else know you were going? - No.

Did you see anyone else in the woods or on the road?

Come on...

The guy ID'd you. Who else could it be?

I... don't know, but...

there's got to be an answer.

You could figure it out Tony. You were a cop. You were a detective.

Come on, Sherm, it's a long time, it was a lifetime ago.

Alright. No, no come...

Take it easy. Come on, take it easy.

I'll look into it.

- But if I find out you're lying... - I'm not lying.

Sherm, if you did this, I've got to turn you in.

Tony...

if I did this.

I'll turn myself in.

And that is when I heard the gunshots...

Yo.

You still up?

Yeah, I got sucked in. Couldn't turn it off.

Law & Order?

Yeah, it's confusing.

You never know who to root for.

Long day?

Make sure I don't sleep too late.

I've got to meet the CSI team at the cabin tomorrow in...

three hours.

Any leads? Anybody seen him?

Everybody seen him, that's the problem.

Ryan made a website that's been crashing all night.

I read the jacket.

You were Upstate with this guy. Sherman Smalls. Big guy, big beard...

- Remember him? - Sherman, yeah.

Yeah... I used to see him around the yard. I didn't know him that well...

just, "How you doing?" You know, lucky shiv...

that kind of thing.

By the way, I... I rented the basement.

I decided you were right... We could use the money.

To who?

A friend of Wendell's.

Anyone I know?

No... And let me tell you, this is a perfect situation.

You won't even know anyone's there.

This is a very private individual, a recluse almost.

A very shy person.

You probably won't even meet each other.

This is a shy person,

who wants to stay downstairs.

Hello.

Oh, good.

You came upstairs.

You can meet me my son, Tony Junior, the police lieutenant.

Anthony, this is...

- This is... - Elke.

Elkie... yes, exac... She's from Germany.

- Isn't that interesting? - Germany, really?

Yeah, well... Tony, Jr. is tired. He's been working all night.

We're going to let him sleep. Come on.

I can't seem to find my glasses,

but...

Elke from Germany, very nice to meet you.

Welcome to our home. Is there anything else you need?

She doesn't understand a word you're saying.

Where in Germany are you from?

Sorry, I can't understand what you're saying.

Of course you don't. She's from Germany. No wonder.

Okay, let's call it a night. I know we're all tired.

Dad, I think she's hungry.

We've spoken about this. The kitchen is closed.

Kitchen verboten.

She's a guest. If she wants something to eat,

- she should... - She's been eating all night.

We have to have some boundaries.

I'll make you a nice breakfast in the morning.

In the morning... soon.

Go.

Come on. Go.

Goodnight.

She seems nice.

- I think Mom had a dress like that. - Goodnight.

I've created an algorithm to determine where he's headed.

It uses the most recent credible sightings of the fugitive,

along with the behavior patterns of the previous 210 escapees.

So where's he heading?

He's headed to either the Port Authority...

or Athens, Greece.

So, when do we get to meet your new Fr�ulein roommate?

You may never meet her. She doesn't really come upstairs.

She... loves the basement.

Cora? You around tomorrow 2nd shift?

We're putting together a surprise party for Flanagan.

That sounds great.

Sounds great. I don't think she can make it,

because, you know, all hands on deck.

- I think I'll stop by. - I've got a rabbit on the run.

- I've got to go get that thing. - I can definitely make it.

Sounds good.

- What time? Five o'clock. - FIve o'clock.

- Perfect. - Why do you do this to me?

Yo, TJ.

Dad?

Hey. What do you say, son?

What are you doing here?

You forgot your lunch. I don't want you to miss a meal.

- Really? - Yeah.

Where is it? Where's my lunch?

Holy... I forgot it.

Is that crazy?

- And I came all this way. - You sure did.

Now that I'm here...

How's it going?

I wish they were all this seasoned.

He left his shirt here with his own blood on it...

and a hair sample.

Yeah, exhibit A. The murder weapon.

It came from a workshop in the prison. Complete with prints.

Is this him?

Is this Quinlan?

Signature Motors?

It's funny...

I bought my first and last Chevy Impala from these guys.

Technically, the business belonged to the wife.

- Her father started the company. - There you go. There's your motive.

For what?

For this guy, Quinlan, to do his old lady.

A dealership like this, what is it worth, millions.

And what are you talking about? There's no mystery here.

Sometimes things are just exactly what they seem.

Sherman Smalls broke out of prison. He broke into the house.

He bludgeoned that poor woman to death.

He is the guy.

He's the guy.

I thought you might be hungry.

Hey, what... Where'd you find this?

I was saving this.

Thank you.

Here.

- How's it look? - Not good.

- Bad? - Yes, bad.

I was out at the cabin. They're collecting busloads of evidence.

DNA, fingerprints...

Not mine.

We'll know soon enough.

- You believe me, don't you Tony? - I want to Sherman. I'm trying.

Let me see something.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for cuts and scratches.

Your blood was all over the cabin.

- Are you hurt? - I don't think so.

Hey! What are you doing?

Keep that wig on.

- Remember, you don't speak English. - No, I speak German, like mein Mutter.

Exactly, like your Mutter, whatever the hell that is.

Maybe I should comb it back.

No leave it alone.

- It's fine. - I can barely see my face.

That's right. Exactly.

That's a good thing.

Your hair looks great.

Just the way it is.

Don't change a thing.

Guten Nacht.

Is that the�Brunello?

Must be a special occasion.

Listen, Junior.

No, no Dad,�it's okay. Don't worry about it.

You don't have to say anything. You don't have to explain. It's all good.

At least she's closer to your age.

I'm happy for you.

Thank you.

Some more forensics came in.

Blood on the T-shirt:

Positive match, Sherman Smalls.

Hair samples found on the floor:

Positive match, Sherman Smalls.

Fingerprints on the murder weapon:

positive match, Sandra Bullock.

- The actress? - I'm kidding.

It's Sherman Smalls.

Any one of these items would be enough to convict.

Now, all we've got to do is find the son of a bitch.

I'm glad it's not Sandra Bullock. I like her.

Did you ever see her in that movie...

- Gravity. - Good movie.

Yes, it is.

I couldn't stay for the whole thing.

What happens after they get stuck in space?

- This is nice. - Yeah, this is a great idea.

We can't keep our new guest eating alone down in the basement every night. Can we?

Elke, I hope you're hungry.

My father is an amazing cook.

He used to say to me when I was young, growing up,

"First we eat, then we do everything else."

- I never said that in my life. - You used to say that all the time.

- He's very funny. - At ease, Junior.

To new beginnings.

So Elke, how long do we have you here for?

How...

I looked it up online.

I have it here.

Silly.

Okay.

We don't have to bombard her with questions.

Can't we just enjoy the meal?

I looked it up. It's easy.

Not very long.

Very good.

Very well said.

I speak some English now.

I don't think you do.

I think I do.

How about that?

She picked up a couple of phrases.

Good for you, Elke.

On another subject...

How's the manhunt going? Anybody looking at the husband yet?

There's nothing to look at, Dad.

Who stands to gain?

That's the first question every cop should ask.

The husband, Quinlan.

He's not right.

I'd agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong.

We're chasing a bad man.

A bad man...

was in prison...

and he went through the sewer

to escape.

And then he went to a cabin,

a little house in the woods...

and he killed a lady.

And then he ran off.

Where did he go?

Any ideas on that?

He's got a daughter named Brooke in Elmhurst. We've tapped the phones,

staked the place out.

You think he'll show?

If he's smart he won't. She hates him.

She never forgave him for going to the bar that night and drinking,

and killing that poor guy. She said they're better off without him.

Elke, do you have children?

Kinder?

Oh God.

Is she okay?

American food. It probably gave her the... squirts.

You should be in bed, Mickey.

I could have sent these over.

The lawyers want to get started.

They want to transfer the title as soon as possible.

Well, I think they're vultures.

I'm sorry. It's disrespectful to Helen.

I know.

It's...

terrible.

There's a man here for you.

He's been waiting all day.

- Good afternoon. - How are you doing?

That is a beautiful machine.

No question about it.

You guys still sell Impalas?

We can find anything you want. Would you like to talk to a salesman?

No, I think I'd like to talk to you.

I'm Tony Caruso.

I thought you looked familiar. You're the detective that...

Yeah, that set a bad example for the children.

- Yeah. - That was me.

I met your son. He took my statement at the hospital.

- It's funny that he became a... - A cop?

Yeah.

We laugh about that all the time.

So, you're thinking about an Impala?

Actually, I'm thinking about Sherman Smalls.

I got to know him in prison,

and I've taken a personal interest in the case.

Well, I can't...

help you!

Even if I could, I wouldn't.

That man took the most precious thing in my life.

I know, I heard... and believe me.

I'm really sorry about that.

Is there a problem?

Well, he really clocked you.

But, it's funny.

I've seen Sherm box, you know, and...

when the guys would square off in the yard, but...

But Sherm was a southpaw.

So, he would have hit you like this.

On the other side.

I don't really... remember much. It all happened pretty quick.

But I think his left hand was injured.

He was cut, he was bleeding.

That would explain it.

Anyway, you were down, down for the count.

- And then he grabbed the hammer? - Yeah.

That's right.

The hammer that he brought with him from the prison.

That's funny.

You said you didn't want to help me, but...

I think you just helped me quite a bit.

Hey, stranger.

Baby, look at you.

It was a small price to pay.

I couldn't believe you called. You said no contact for three months.

Something came up.

I'm glad it did.

I've been going out of my skull.

CNN, every newspaper...

At work, it's even worse. It's all anybody talks about.

What was it like?

No, Lois...

Don't even ask.

I have to know.

Did she suffer?

I mean, much?

She never saw it coming.

We'd been going up every weekend, Helen hated it.

I know she did.

Still pretty cloudy.

Wel'll see something.

Is this a funny sort of midlife crisis?

Astronomy and renting this place...

Hey.

Look at me.

I feel like we're starting over.

Is that a siren?

It's from the prison.

What prison?

Maguire Correctional.

It's just up the road.

What's it mean?

It means Sherman Smalls just escaped.

Who's Sherman Smalls?

What about after? How did you?

This?

I had to have it look like a real fight.

I used a ceiling fan and a sock full of batteries.

There's a reason I called.

We have a problem.

I'm sorry.

I was just doing...

Laundry, just doing laundry.

Okay.

As long as I'm down here...

I just want... ...to say thank you.

Danke.

I know you probably don't understand anything that I'm saying,

but...

I think you're good for my father.

And...

it's just...

It's nice to have a woman in the house again.

Danke.

You are welcome.

Is that him?

No that's his son. The one that took my statement

It's a father and son?

Are they working together? How much do they know?

We have been planning this for a year.

- How did this happen? - I don't know.

You said it was airtight.

I'll take care of it.

I'll do what I have to do.

Who's that?

No idea. Maybe his grandmother?

That's not his grandmother.

That's her.

Brook Smalls, she's up next.

You think he'll show?

He wrote 85 letters last year,

all to her.

If he's still in the city... he'll be here.

Take her down, Jeannie!

Take her to school, babe.

That's her husband?

I bet he never misses an anniversary.

Break it up.

Jeannie's about to get nailed. She keeps dropping her left.

- I love you so much. - Oooooooh!

Where did you learn that?

I've boxed a little.

I'm not from Scarsdale, Caruso.

You think you could take me?

No comment.

I'm serious.�You think you could take me if we were in that ring?

You wouldn't last two minutes.

Well, I guess we'll never know, will we?

Excuse me, is there room on the undercard?

Do you think we could go next? She's kidding.

She thinks she's very funny.

- Carry-on. Sorry. - I am hilarious.

Does the word incognito mean nothing to you?

Is that Elke?

Who?

The woman renting our basement.

In the overcoat?

She looks...

nice...

and strong.

Yes, she is.

She's nice...

and...

strong.

What's she doing here?

Well, maybe she's...

I got nothin'.

Ladies and gentlemen, the next contest of the evening.

Your dad's here.

Are they together?

Introducing... in the red corner.

Competing for Gleason's Gymnasium?

Corinna Gitano.

Her opponent...

in the blue corner,

from Elmhurst, Queens, New York,

Brooke Smalls.

Go, Brookie, go.

Oh my God.

What?

I want to talk to my father.

Excuse me.

Is everything okay?

It's my father.

So... no.

Stay on her.

You're a woman, remember?

Move, move... come on. Move!

Remember, you're a German woman.

I don't know how to box in German.

I'd like to box you.

That's it. Stick the left. Stick the left!

That's it. That's the way.

Sherman, would you stop?

Hi, son.

Aiding and abetting.

Aiding and abetting. It's a ten year sentence, minimum.

What were you thinking?

- Can I say something? - No, you can't.You know why?

'Cause you're under arrest, you're not from Dusseldorf,

And we have 300 cops combing the city right now looking for you.

Before you blow your whistle, would you just listen to him?

- Give us ten seconds. - I don't care if he's your friend.

- It's Murder One. - Damn right, it's Murder One.

- He didn't do it. - He didn't do what? Escape?

No, of course he escaped. He just didn't kill the lady.

His DNA is all over that cabin.

Come on, son, you're getting stuck in the details.

The details?

He's going to turn himself in.

Just not yet. Just listen, will you? Look at each other.

Tell him how you escaped. Tell him your story. Listen to this.

I got lucky.

It all sort of fell my way.

About a month ago,

I was transferred to a new cell, 14C.

And the guy who was in there before me, Milo Linkletter,

must have been planning to bust out, because I found a map to the prison.

And a little while later, behind the toilet,

I found a whole escape kit.

Tell him about the kit.

He had it all planned out.

There was the map, a guard uniform...

a key to the cell,

a backup copy of the key, a train schedule.

It was like winning the lottery. It was better than winning the lottery.

- Because I got to see my baby fight. - How convenient is that?

An escape kit behind the toilet?

Ladies and gentlemen...

The winner by decision,

in the blue corner, Brooke Smalls.

She won.

Did you see her, Tony?

- She was great, right? - She was terrific.

Listen, the guy's hinky.

I can smell it.

- What guy? - Quinlan, the husband.

Who escapes from prison

and carries a hammer half a mile through the woods?

Plus, Quinlan was hit on one side of his face.

The wrong side.

Plus, Sherman's blood is supposed to be all over that t-shirt.

Take a look at him.

There's not a scratch on him.

Dammit.

Why is he so mad?

Because I'm right.

We rotate prisoners from cell to cell on a regular basis.

We do it to address overcrowding, or break up potential rivalries.

That's why Sherman Smalls was moved to 14C.

When was he transferred?

A month ago.

Why that particular cell?

That's a question for Lois Ronstadt, my administrative assistant.

Cell assignments, transfers that's her bailiwick.

Lois?

This is Detective Caruso from the All-City Homicide Task Force.

He has a few more questions about Sherman Smalls.

Detective, I've been talking to the marshalls all week.

- I don't know what else I can add. - I appreciate that.

I'll try not to take too much of your time.

I understand that Mr.�Smalls was only in his cell a few weeks.

That's right.

An escape like that seems like it would take

months, even years to plan.

Well, the prisoner who was there before him, Milo Linklater,

was a well-known escape risk.

Smalls must have found some of his escape paraphernalia.

I'd like to talk to Mr. Linklater.

You won't have much luck.

Milo Linklater's dead.

Heart attack five weeks ago.

That's how the cell became available.

And you didn't search the cell?

We thought we had.

Hindsight, as they say.

I noticed a new Mercedes out front. Is that yours?

Yes, it is.

Signature Motors.

That's right.

Hope you didn't pay too much.

I think I did okay.

You have to know someone, that's the secret.

Get that friends and family discount.

Did you get the friends and family discount, Lois?

No.

I wish I did.

Any other questions, Detective?

No...

I'm good. Thank you.

Hey, Sherm!

Hold it.

Where are you going?

I've got to go, Tony. I've been enough trouble.

You told TJ you were going to wait until he gets back. Remember?

Tell your boy I'm sorry.

- Where are you going to go? - Queens.

- I'm going to say goodbye to Brooke. - And then what?

I want what's best for both of us, if you don't know.

Do you know?

No.

Hang on, hang on.

Hang on one second.

Quinlan?

I'm sorry to bother you,

but you told me to get in touch if I thought of anything.

- Yeah. - Well, um...

I thought of something.

- Get inside! - Okay.

Don't move.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Are you Sherman Smalls?

Thank you.

For what?

Killing my wife.

Oh Jesus!

What is he doing?

Maybe he's straightening up.

God, you'd think I'd be able to get out of this?

I just escaped from a high-security prison.

It's TJ.

TJ, Quinlan's here.

He's in the house.

Easy.

Who won?

That's one tough car dealer.

Where are you?

You okay??

Ryan.

Can you remove that beard?

I can do that.

You're good.

Let's see him in glasses.

Not those.

Those are my glasses.

Sorry...

Lady glasses.

Now the hair. Give him a wig.

What kind?

Oh my God.

You know her?

Now, what's he doing?

He's sealing the windows.

That's the oven.

What's he baking?

Us.

That's the gas.

He's going to blow up the house.

Why? I don't understand.

Because we know too much, Sherman.

His girlfriend works at the prison. She moved you into the cell.

She arranged for your escape.

Quinlan just waited for the sirens, then he killed his wife.

Then he planted evidence incriminating you, all over the cabin.

It's a pretty decent plan, actually. I have to hand it to him.

What's so funny?

Nobody's blowing anybody up.

I didn't pay the gas bill.

I paid the gas bill.

- What? - Why?

Because it's a bill, Dad. It's supposed to be paid.

I told you I'd handle it.

But you didn't.

You see what happens when you play by the rules?

I hope you've learned a lesson here.

I forgot that was there.

Don't move!

Freeze!

There he goes.

Let me see your hands. You're under arrest.

- Get on your knees! - Cora?

Down here!

Cora, down here!

- Cora! - I'll check the basement.

I think you boys have some explaining to do.

Are you Cora?

Yeah.

- Hi. - Hey.

That combination�at the end of the first round.

That was a thing of beauty.

- Thank you. - It's 10:30.

The judge is waiting.

Give them a minute.

It's his little girl.

What's this?

I'm going to miss the next four or five birthdays,

so I got you a little something in advance.

It's not going to take as long as that.

I talked to the DA. He appreciates everything you've done.

Speed bag.

With your talent,

by the time I get out...

you're going to be a contender.

I might be needing a new manager.

We'll find you a good one.

She means you, Sherman.

Goodbye, baby.

You know, I miss her already.

I think my dad does too.

Whatever you just said.

Right back at you.

Do you know if cell 14C is still open?

That's my lucky cell.