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♪ It felt like springtime
on this February morning ♪

♪ In the courtyard birds
were singing your praise ♪

♪ I'm still recalling
things you said ♪

What are you gonna eat, Mommy?

Mommy already had her lunch.

No cheese, right?

Can we go
ice skating after?

No.

- Hot!
- Let it cool, baby.

- Can we?
- No, Haley.

♪ Though I'm far away
I'll whisper ♪

What's wrong?

They make these
so hard to open.

Why can't we go ice skating?

You don't wanna be
like those awful girls

Nancy and Tonya, do you?

No, I wanna be like you.

- No!
- It's ketchup, Ryan.

He doesn't like ketchup.
He likes mayonnaise.

♪ Heavy hearted
till you call ♪

'Ryan!'

'He took his lid off!'

Share your drink
with him, Haley.

- Ugh, mom!
- I don't wanna hear it.

'Daddy says you're
a good ice skater.'

Why don't you ever
wanna skate with us?

♪ As I lay me down
to sleep as I pray ♪

Finish your food, alright?
I'll be back in a few minutes.

♪ Though I'm far away ♪

♪ I'll whisper
your name ♪

♪ Into the sky ♪

♪ And I will wake up happy ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

Did you take my Tastykakes?

Nah.

Man, I never do.

I've seen you.

There's strudel.
Eat that.

Can I help you?

This is where
the detectives are?

- 'From Homicide.'
- 'I'm looking for Nick Vera.'

He should be here, um..

I-I knew him in high school.

He might be in court.
Do you wanna leave a note?

Maybe I could talk to you.

Is it about a murder?

My sister.

Ten years ago.

- What was her name?
- Sloane Easton.

'She was found in
the parking lot'

'of the bar
where she worked.'

'How'd she die?'

Cops said she passed out.

Died of exposure.

Was she drunk at the time?

Um...she was always drunk.

Okay.

We figured..

...she just slipped and fell.

The whole thing was an accident.

But you think differently now?

I met this guy
Evan last night..

...said he knew Sloane.

- From where?
- The bar.

He was a student
at the time.

He was there..

...the night she died.

He see something significant?

Sloane was..

...drinking with
some college guys

and uh, things may
have gotten out of hand.

'He know these guys?'

'They were his
fraternity brothers.'

I should talk to Evan.

Um, he's staying
at the Delaware.

Gave me his number.

Who is this girl?

Megan Easton.

Yeah?

We went to Immaculata together.

Is she wearing a wedding ring?

I don't got my binoculars.

Yeah.

What'd you do to her?

You gotta hide
from her like a kid?

I was in love with her.

Sloane Easton, 32.

Homeless guy found her in the
parking lot of Sansom's Tavern.

The autopsy shows
an injury to the head.

Alcohol content was .24.

That's pretty toasted.

So, they figured she's

stumbling drunk,
falls on her face

and stays there.

Temperature was..

...16 degrees that night.

Cold was the ultimate doer.

Maybe the frat guys
gave the assist.

This girl was the
goods in high school.

Homecoming queen, all that.

You can tell she was pretty.

'They found blood on her coat.'

Never ran it.

Well, let's run it now.

Anything on family?

Separated from
her husband, Seth.

He was in New Jersey
that night.

- Uh, two little kids.
- Well, I'll start with Evan.

See if he knows how
Sloane got knocked in the head.

You know the sister, eh, Nicky?

Megan. We haven't been in touch.

She asked for you.

I don't wanna see her.

Kind of gone
to the dogs here.

You got a full head
of hair, Nick.

I'll follow this up.

'Ah, I'm glad to help.'

- Honestly.
- Good.

But I'm in a rush
to get back to Washington.

Well, then, we'll be quick.

What do you know
about Sloane Easton

ending up dead
outside of that bar?

Nothing, really.

Then why were you talking
about it last night?

That is your writing, isn't it?

But I don't really
know what happened.

Tell us what you do know.

All I remember is..

...she was pretty and drunk

and hanging out
with Garrett Caine.

That was a bad
combination.

Who's Garrett?

President of our fraternity.

He kind of became known
as a guy to stay away from.

- Why is that?
- He was rough...with women.

You see him get rough
with Sloane that night?

I spent four years
with these guys.

I knew what
the lead-up looked like.

Pitcher of Rolling Rock.

♪ We come from
different worlds ♪

- Nice hat.
- Thanks.

You a suffragette?

Yeah, I'm gonna go vote
right after this.

'I'm Garrett.'

♪ I'm such a baby ♪

♪ Cause the Dolphins
make me cry ♪

Alright. Who are you?

- I'm just here to drink.
- 'Then let me buy you one.'

'I'm only here for a minute.'

- How you doing, Sloane?
- Oh, Lord.

- How many you had?
- I don't wanna see you.

You need me to drive you home?

Hey, are you getting that drink?

Yeah, I'm getting it.

Rick, make my night and get the
heck out of here, okay?

- Do you wanna sit with us?
- Yeah.

- For you.
- I have your number.

I'm not scared
of a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

- So, it's-it's Sloane, huh?
- Yeah.

Do you like the beach, Sloane?

♪ I only wanna be with you ♪

I knew where
things were headed.

I told Garrett
I had to go study.

That's all I saw.

You guys ever see
this Rick before?

Nah.

Was this a town and gown

thing with Garrett?

Rich college boy slumming
with some local tail?

It was a Zeke thing.
Beach Night.

What's that?

We had a room
called The Beach

where guys
could bring a girl

do it with her while a bunch
of other guys watched.

Unbeknownst to her.

- Of course.
- Sounds like a riot.

We were jerks.

So, you guys were looking
for someone to beach.

And it looked like Garrett
had chosen this girl.

You can't hold a guy responsible

for something that
happened ten years ago.

Actually, you can.

We do it all the time.

Guys, it was a
fraternity thing.

Beach Night.

How'd you know about that?

Oh, we pick stuff up.

So, maybe we thought
this girl was up for a walk

on the wild side.
There's no crime there.

'So you ply her
with drinks'

talk nice to her,
and invite her

back to the house?

Some version of that.

But she never makes it.

Maybe tries to resist you
in the parking lot.

You rough her up a little,
then leave her in the snow.

'Cause you get
rough with women...what we hear.

No. We didn't close the deal.

- Sarajevo!
- Lillehammer.

- Lake Placid.
- It wasn't an Olympic city.

- 1980.
- No.

- Yes.
- She's right, Garrett.

No. Bull. Drink.

I almost went there,
as a skater.

'Sure, you did.'

Me, too.

Well, it's been real, guys.

Why don't you go back
to the house with us?

- No, I got to be someplace.
- No, hey.

We got a keg at the house.

'Sorry.'

Come on, just for an hour.

Hey, save it for
the Tri-Delts.

- Hey, let's go back here.
- I said I gotta go.

We're sick of college girls.

- Hey, man, don't touch me.
- Shh.

- Get off me!
- Shh.

- Oh!
- Philly PD.

Back to campus, boys.

Just having some fun, officer.

Walk out of here.

Now!

This cop just showed up
out of the blue? Broke it up?

And we left. That's it.

You know Sloane
ended up dead that night?

Vaguely remember hearing that.

Oh, she was just
a lush from West Philly.

Eh? Who cares?

Hey, how'd, uh,
Beach Night work out for you?

Not allowed to say, amigo.

Lab found two types
of blood on Sloane's coat.

One's hers, one's unidentified.

Maybe the doer's.

Good luck getting
that jackass Garrett

to give blood.

I'll call the ME.

get a rush job going.

Hmm, we know who this guy

at the bar was
offered to drive her home?

Someone named Rick.

The sister might know him.

Why don't you ask her, Nicky?

- Can't someone else?
- Nope.

Julia Owens from South.

'Our mystery cop at
the tavern that night.'

How you doing?

You worked West
in '95, Julia?

Narcotics. I knew
your victim, Sloane.

Just happened to be at Sansom's
when she got in trouble?

- Nah, I was there to see her.
- 'How come?'

Sloane got a DUI in '94.

Drove her car
into a newsstand on Broad.

Wanted it off
her record, guess what?

- We made a deal.
- What kind of deal?

Owner of Sansom's
was slinging out of that place.

She had a front-row seat
to the action.

So, she was working for you.

She was my CI.

'Nicky.'

Hi.

- Long time.
- No kidding.

You never come
to the reunions.

I'm pretty busy.

You look good.

I'm on a diet.

I'm sorry about Sloane.

Yeah. It was bad.

Uh, we-we found some
things out, um..

Did you know
she-she got a DUI?

- The newsstand thing?
- Yeah.

It's why her husband
finally left her.

- The kids were in the car.
- Rough.

Well...she was
always a party girl.

She started working
for the cops

informing on her boss.

I didn't know that

but I guess there was a lot
I didn't know, by the end.

Any idea if she had
a boyfriend or anything?

I don't think so. Why?

There was someone
there that night... Rick.

Oh, uh, Rick wasn't
her boyfriend.

He was her sponsor.

Do you know where
we can find him?

- Yeah.
- Oh, good.

You look exactly the same.

Yeah?

You think I'd pass
for a high school girl?

To me, you would.

I came here every week,
gave her my card.

Every week,
she'd toss it.

This is where she was found

by that dumpster.

It's a crummy place
to come to your end.

A bar's the last place
she should've been working.

Go talk to the owner?

Did Sloane seem upset about
anything that night, scared?

She seemed just like the
stubborn drunk she was.

You call her that to her face?

Yeah.

I thought I'd get
through one day.

I really...thought

I could save her.

Well, people have
to save themselves.

Sounds like you've been
in the program.

Well, we run
into it a lot, you know.

Cops.

Uh-huh. Stressful job.

Oh, what do you know
about this bar owner

um, Powell?

I know he hired
an alcoholic to serve drinks.

That's pretty shady.

Did Sloane ever make
a real effort

to kick the booze?

No. She came
to one meeting.

But you were pretty
persistent with her.

Helping other people
keeps me sober.

Okay, Rick.

I noticed you didn't
answer my question.

Uh, about the program.

If you ever wanna talk

I'm not scared of
a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

Something happen
in the neighborhood?

Something happened
here, ten years back?

Sloane Easton?

There's a sorry case.

'Worked for you, right?'

Drank more than she poured.

She do any of the drugs
you were dealing?

That's ancient history.

Sloane worked
for the cops, too.

Informing on you
and your side business.

You saying
she was snitching on me?

Which gives you motive
to hurt her.

Then she ends up dead
in your parking lot.

Lousy drunk.

Maybe you found out
she was a CI.?

If I had, I would've hurt her.

You two get
in a lot of disputes?

She was a pain in the ass,
but I never touched her.

So who did have it out for her?

That night?

Her ex.

- 'Seth?'
- Yeah.

Can't say that I blamed him,
after what she did.

Come on. Don't do that.

You want another, just ask.

He's real hungry, Powell.

I need him that way.

Come on.

- Damn it, Sloane!
- Seth?

Do you know where the kids are?

- Don't you have them?
- No, Sloane.

You had 'em.

♪ Let yourself go ♪

You left them
at Rodeo Rob's.

- Just for 15 minutes.
- Five hours!

I just needed one drink.

- I lost track of time.
- You're unbelievable.

- Where are they?
- Don't pretend you care.

I wanna see 'em!
Are they outside?

- Forget it!
- They're my kids.

And you're never
seeing them again.

You can't do this!

Sloane. Stay away from us.

♪ Fall for love ♪

Seth was supposed to be
in New Jersey that night.

No, he was right here.

And pretty heated up, huh?

Wouldn't you be?

Girl was a disaster.

You willing to give up
some blood, Powell?

What for?

Eliminate you
from the suspect pool.

No way. You ain't
pinching me for this.

Well, saying no looks
pretty suspicious.

So, suspect me.

It says here
you were at the shore

the night Sloane died.

- That a mistake, Seth?
- No.

- That the truth?
- Yeah.

We have a witness
says otherwise.

Says you were at Sansom's,
in fact, giving Sloane hell

for leaving the kids
down the street.

- Who said that?
- That's not important.

We had a bad fight
when I was there.

So we hear.

I even put my hands on her.

And the next day, she's dead.
I know how that looks.

So you were in Philly,
at Sansom's.

I went to Jersey later
with my girlfriend, Rose.

Look, why does
it matter, anyway?

She died of her own drunkenness.

We think someone
helped her along.

How do you mean?

Someone tangled
with her that night

smacked her in the head.

She followed you
out to the parking lot.

Maybe you got into it out there.

- No.
- You were pretty mad, Seth.

Furious.

But out in the parking lot,
everything changed.

♪ She says dad's the one
I love the most ♪

- 'Wait, I gotta see 'em.'
- 'What? Just stay away.'

'Just to say I'm sorry!'

You want 'em to see you
like this?

Seth, the kids are cold!

Look, one minute, Rose.

Mommy!

Haley, baby. I'm sorry.

Just close the window.
I'm coming.

♪ When she's had
too much to drink ♪

You know I love them, Seth.

You know how I cried
when they were born.

I cried..

...'cause now I had
even more of you.

♪ Then I pray to God
you gotta help me fly away ♪

♪ And just let her cry ♪

Aw, Sloane,
how did this happen to us?

It's my fault.

- Why can't I help you?
- Come on, Seth.

Should I have been harder
on you, easier?

It wouldn't have mattered, baby.
It wouldn't be different.

That's what we learned the
second time and the third time.

Why not?

'Cause I can't beat it.

You haven't called
me "baby"in forever.

Go with Rose.

Make a life with her.

♪ This morning
I woke up alone ♪

♪ Found a note
standin' by the phone ♪

♪ Saying maybe, maybe
I'll be back some day ♪

♪ Let her go ♪

♪ Let her walk
right out on me ♪

She wasn't much at the end

but there were moments

we could still connect.

And in her good years..

'Yeah, I know.'

I knew her before you did.

Immaculata High.

Wasn't she somethin'?

Everyone's All-American.

How could booze kill all that?

- Valens.
- Where you going, Frannie?

I got lab results
for your boss.

Well, you can give 'em
to me. I'm reliable.

I've been meaning to say

I'm sorry about your girlfriend.

- Thanks.
- That's a tough illness.

Can get to be too much.

Well, we don't know
exactly what happened.

Oh, sorry. I heard--

Suicide? No.
No, we don't know that.

Well, I shouldn't speak
out of school, then.

But...thanks.

So...the blood on
your victim's coat?

- Weird result.
- Like what?

Like out of my jurisdiction.

The predominant
stains are her blood.

But the other spots are canine.

How's a woman at a bar
get dog blood on her?

Owner of Sansom's
had a Rottweiler.

And the husband's girlfriend

Rose had a Doberman.

So, two dogs to follow up.

Bar owner refused a DNA test.

And the Liquor Board has five
open investigations on him.

So, this Rose
was at the scene earlier?

She was in the car when Seth and
Sloane went down memory lane.

- Maybe overheard something.
- Could give her motive.

Lil's chatting with her.
Woman to woman.

Nicky, how'd it go with Megan?

Fine.

We're, uh, goin' to
this place tonight.

Hangout from high school.

♪ Baum chicka bah baum ♪

Shut up.

I thought Sloane's death
was an accident.

Well, that was one theory.

I don't know how
I can help you.

'Well, you were
there that night.'

With your vicious dog.

Tuck wasn't vicious.

You saw the way she
and Seth were talking.

- 'How she touched him.'
- They had history.

Rose, there was
dog blood on her coat

you were angry
and you had a dog.

I wasn't angry.

'You were with
a guy who wanted'

'to be with someone else.'

That's something you sense.

You'd think after Sloane

he'd run to someone like me.

Responsible. Steady.

But Sloane had his heart.

Hurts.

'Let's talk about
the dog blood.'

Do you know how it got there?

Yeah. But it wasn't from Tuck.

'You're gonna be okay.'

You just need a little help.

'Out of the way, Sloane.'

No, Powell.

One good crack and it's over.

- No big deal.
- Give him another chance!

Just cost me 400 bucks.
Can't fight, worth crap.

I'll take him. I'll fix him.

Oh, yeah,
you'll take great care of him

then leave him at Rodeo Rob's.

♪ All the lines you wrote ♪

- Move!
- No.

- 'I-I'll tell the cops.'
- 'Yeah.'

'You'll tell the cops what?'

About the dogfights!
And the bets.

I-I'll get this place shut down.

Stop running your stupid mouth.

I will!

You want the mutt, take him.

- I'll make him better.
- I don't care!

Just get the hell
off of my property.

- I work here.
- Not anymore.

Get lost, for good.

Or you'll get cracked.

It's okay, baby.
You'll make it.

♪ I heard about nights
out in the school yard ♪

♪ I found out about you ♪

♪ I found out about you ♪

She looked crazy,
that blood all over her.

I just left.

So you went back,
but never even talked to her?

What could I say?

Make him stop loving you?

That wasn't possible.

Dog wasn't worth
the Alpo I fed him.

Sloane thought so.

They were both
good for nothing.

Losers unite.

Hit ya?

Look, Powell.

You were swinging a
bottle around that night.

Sloane ends up with
trauma to her head.

Get my meaning?

All I did to her
was fire her ass.

That's all?

That's all.

She didn't come back?

Uh, yeah, she came back.

What for?

Get her job back.

- Begged me.
- She persuade you?

- Kind of.
- What's "Kind of", Powell?

Not saying I'm proud of it

I'm just saying it happened.

I told you to beat it.

Ravage is cold.

Your problem now.

Bourbon, please.

Forget it.

I'll work a week for free.

- You don't work here anymore.
- 'Powell.'

I need this job.

There's a hundred watering holes
in West Philly.

- Pick one.
- I have to work here.

It's a bad life, Sloane.

For the birds.

I'll work for free.
I'll scrub the floors.

- I just need one.
- No.

Powell.

I'll do...anything.

I mean it.

She got on her knees..

...for you?

Not my finest moment.

But she got to keep her job.

Middle of it,
in walks Richie Rich.

Who's that?

College boy
from early in the night.

Wow. Are we talking
about Garrett?

When it's over, I look up,
he's standing there.

Think he was watching
the whole time.

- Why'd he come back?
- Buy drugs.

I sold to him, then left.

And where's Sloane?

Back room. Locking up.

So, last you saw..

...Garrett and her
were alone together?

Huh.

'How long could they
close Anna's Kitchen?'

Guess that's not why
it's happeninganymore.

Well, cheers anyway.

The years have been
good to you, Meggie.

Alright.

I guess I already
told you that.

They've been okay.

What's your husband like?

Nice. Works hard.

Good.

But, um..

...I don't know.

We ran out of
conversation.

We haven't been doing
so hot either..

...me and Julie.

How come?

We wanted a baby.

Uh-huh.

'For a lot of years, but..'

...no go.

You talk to doctors?

Yeah. We tried all the stuff.

Yeah.

'And somewhere
along the line'

it killed off the love.

'I think about you sometimes'

'and that summer.'

Me, too.

What things
would be like now?

We'd have a 19-year-old.
That's what.

I wonder if we would
have made it.

'Aw, Megs.'

It should have been you and me.

So, Garrett likes to watch.

Got your Beach Night
after all...amigo.

- What are you talking about?
- You.

Peeping while
the bartender got serviced.

Pretty homoerotic,
you ask me.

I didn't ask you.

You went back, Garrett.
Late night.

Found Sloane
all by herself.

A few hours later, she's dead.

I went to buy pot.

That's it.

Yeah, I don't think so, Garrett.

Happy hour, you get
thrown off by this girl.

Slink back to campus,
shake it off.

But around 3 a.m.
the parties are over

and you didn't hook up. So,
where are you gonna get some?

Then you remember
the trash from the bar.

Figure, let me go
buy some weed

bang the skank,
call it a night.

I didn't kill her.

You did something.

Penn Student Health records.

Day after Sloane died
you went in

with an ugly gash on your arm.

Is that against the law?

She fight back?
She bite you?

Hey, listen up, Garrett.
You're the last to see.

A cop saw you handling
this girl, earlier.

Everything's pointing at you.

I went to use the head.

I come out..

...she's yakking on the phone.

'I did a bad thing.'

Worst I ever did.

And I can't..

...I can't have this anymore.

Yes, please.

Okay. Bye.

- What do you want?
- I'll take what Powell had.

We're closed, okay?

It's a private party?

Someone's coming for me,
so don't try your crap.

What crap is that?

'Whoa, killer.'

That is one ugly dog.

'He's mine.'

His name is Ravage.

That's appropriate.

He got hurt,
but he's gonna get better.

Let's finish what
we started, okay?

Stop it. Stop!

- Not this.
- Get off. I mean it, get off!

- 'Call him off!'
- Oh, my gosh!

Call him off!

Stop, you..

'Keep going, Ravage!'

Attack his ass!

Damn it!

'Run away!'

Run away,
you little college punk!

Psycho dog chased me
three blocks.

Chomped your arm pretty good.

Lucky I didn't get
friggin' rabies.

Sloane said someone
was coming for her?

Probably lying.

Unless it was
the person on the phone.

Who was she talking to,
that time of night?

Someone who wasn't scared
of a 3:00 a.m. phone call.

I could've called.

I d... I didn't
mind coming in.

- Can I get you anything? Water?
- No.

Just...tell me
what's going on.

Um..

Sloane had fallen
real...low...that night.

Ran into trouble.

What did she do..

...that was so low?

You don't need to know that.

I used to look up to her..

...so much.

Just think of her that way.

Skating, winning.

Yeah.

We should remember
people at their best

not how they ended up.

Yeah.

So, what if we had lunch?

I couldn't do that, Meggie.

Not with you.

I'm just sad so much.

Last night I wasn't.

Me, too.

Detective.

Lilly.

You okay?

I've been staring
at the little swirls

in this scotch
for about an hour.

I've been there.

I haven't had a drink
in eight years.

Well, don't start now.

But I never forgot
how good it feels

knocking one of these back.

It turns bad real quick.

Thanks for coming so late.

We get into trouble

all times of night.

I was wondering about that.

There was a pull..

...right when we met.

Yeah.

This is a bad place.
Let's go.

- I'm not sure we should.
- I am.

Isn't it against
the rules?

Don't worry, Lilly.

Oh, so that's
how it works, huh?

What?

Girl calls you
in the middle of the night..

...weak, needy.

That's when you score.

That's not what's going on here.

You know, I looked for you..

...tonight at
the meeting in your area.

Yeah?

You know, they said you hadn't
been there in years.

I go to a chapter
near where I work.

They said you're not
welcome at any meeting

'cause they don't
trust you with women.

Well, you're obviously
getting hostile.

Did Sloane get hostile?

Call you out on your act?

Sloane?

Well, she called
you that night.

- No.
- Phone records, Rick.

She asked for help.

And a good sponsor
always comes running.

I tried to help her.

Like you tried to help me.

Yeah, and she was
ungrateful, too.

Good reason to bash
someone in the head.

I don't have to talk to you.

Well, my boss and partner
are right outside.

You wanna talk to them?

I didn't know she was
gonna lay there all night..

'...in the snow.'

How could you?

I didn't mean
for that to happen.

'Ravage!'

Ravage, come back!

'Please.'

Come back, boy!

You're my test.
You're my way back.

Please!

- Please! Please..
- Sloane.

- Rick! I lost my dog!
- We're going home. Come on.

- I've gotta find him.
- It's cold out here.

- Come on.
- He's my test.

And if I can take care of him

and be good for him..

...then I can do it
for Seth and the babies.

- Okay, okay.
- Rick, I did such a bad thing.

Booze does that to us.

I don't know how
I'm gonna live with myself.

Help's right here.

- I'm sleepy.
- Let's get you to bed.

- Come on.
- No, I got to find Ravage.

- For God's sake, it's freezing!
- He took care of me.

Now I gotta take care of him.

- So get in.
- Ravage!

We'll drive around,
and we'll call for him.

- Ravage! Come back.
- Come on.

Please, come back. Please.

- Ravage!
- 'Oh, God!'

- He needs a vet!
- Just leave it, Sloane.

Leave it?

With warm bath and a bed

you're not gonna be
thinking about a dog.

- Oh, God! You're sleazy!
- Excuse me?

I'm so drunk I can't even see
and you wanna screw me?

I'm trying to help you.

I just whored
myself for a drink.

- Watch your mouth.
- I'm in the gutter.

And you still want a piece?

- You must be desperate.
- It's late and it's freezing.

And you're starting
to piss me off!

- You're lower than me, Rick.
- I'm lower than you?

That is funny.

Because you are nothing!

And even I won't have you.

Ah!

Don't you talk to me
like that!

- I gotta go sleep.
- You go to hell!

What do I care?

I'm still gonna help Ravage.

Screw you, Sloane.

Screw you, you sloppy..

...stumbly drunk!

'Sleep,
and it'll all be better.'

It's all gonna be better.

♪ She'll let you
in her house ♪

♪ If you come
knockin' late at night ♪

♪ She'll let you in her mouth ♪

♪ If the words
you say are right ♪

♪ If you pay the price ♪

♪ She'll let you deep inside ♪

♪ But there's a
secret garden ♪

♪ She hides ♪

♪ She'll let you in her car ♪

♪ To go drivin' 'round ♪

♪ She'll let you into
the parts of herself ♪

♪ That'll bring you down ♪

♪ She'll let you in her heart ♪

♪ If you got
a hammer and a vise ♪

♪ But into her secret garden ♪

♪ Don't think twice ♪

♪ You've gone a million miles ♪

♪ How far'd you get ♪

♪ That place where
you can't remember ♪

♪ And you can't forget ♪

♪ She'll lead you down a path ♪

♪ There'll be
tenderness in the air ♪

♪ She'll let you
come just far enough ♪

♪ So you know
she's really there ♪

♪ Then she'll look
at you and smile ♪

♪ And her eyes will say ♪

♪ She's got a secret garden ♪

♪ Where everything you want ♪

♪ A million ♪

♪ Miles away ♪

Stay tuned for scenes
from our next episode.