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(SYLVIA RETCHING)

- (COUGHS) How's it goin', Sylvia? - SYLVIA: How's it going? Great.

(RETCHING)

- You're goin' to two-seven, huh? - SYLVIA: Yes.

Eventually.

- All right, I'm gonna go ahead then, okay? - SYLVIA: Good.

- You want me to stay here? - SYLVIA: No. Go to work.

(TOILET FLUSHING)

(CLEARS THROAT)

- (CUSHION THUDDING SOFTLY) - I made the bed.

SYLVIA: Good.

(RETCHING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Good morning, James.

How's it goin'?

Checkin' 61s. You must be feelin' pretty good.

- Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good. - Stronger every day?

I'm stronger every day, Adrienne.

So, uh, you don't have to talk to me like I'm a patient no more,

or like I'm four years old.

Okay.

So, James... how's things with you and her?

- Oh, nothin's goin' on. - VINCENT: No?

No. She's... she's gay. She's a lesbian.

- Whoa! - JAMES: Yeah.

Whoa. Lesniak's gay.

Yeah. How about that, huh?

(TELEPHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

- Good morning. - Mornin'.

DIANE: Morning.

I looked for you at the speakers' meeting last night.

Yeah, I couldn't make it. Um...

Andy, that family situation I had...

I drank over it.

- You're supposed to call me. - I called Bobby.

He came and got me. I stopped after two beers.

- Then what happened? - Then we went home.

And then the two of you pretended it never happened?

- Morning, Andy. - ANDY: Yeah, morning.

Bobby, Andy, we got a multiple homicide.

- Good morning. - Hey.

Okay.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Got two dead kids upstairs, both shot. - Who's in the ambulance?

Woman shot in the head. Looks like she's going out of the picture.

- It's bad upstairs. - Okay. Thanks.

Looks like somebody put some money into this place.

Any plans telling me she drank?

I figured it was on Diane to tell you, Andy.

What, she didn't talk to you before we went out?

Looks like a robbery, homicide. Bodies are on the bed.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

Oh, man.

Shot in the head.

- Little boy, five or six. - This is just a baby.

Maybe two months old, shot in the back of the head.

These kids live here? We got any witnesses?

They lived here with their mother, LaVonna Runnels.

Looks like the mother went out the window.

Next-door neighbor found her shot in the yard.

Gladys Benton's the neighbor's name. She lives on that side.

All right. I want Crime Scene to get a sample of this blood.

Andy, check this out.

Looks like they got what they came for.

This was drugs or drug money. I wanna get to the hospital.

If that woman's alive, I wanna hear

if the high life was worth gettin' her kids killed.

We gotta talk to the neighbor.

Yeah, but then I wanna get to that hospital.

Thanks.

- Two babies. They murdered two babies. - MALE COP: ...you didn't actually see...

I got it.

You Mrs. Denton?

- Yes, I am. - What happened over there?

All I know is I heard a lot of hollerin'.

I looked out the back window. I didn't see nothin'.

After a little while, I heard shootin'.

So, I looked again. I saw Miss Runnels layin' in the backyard,

her head all bloody.

- You didn't see anybody running in or out? - MRS. DENTON: No, I didn't see anybody.

- Who's the man livin' there? - MRS. DENTON: Mr. Runnels?

Oh, he got sent to prison, must be a couple of months ago.

He's a millionaire.

He's a dope dealer. That's what you mean, right?

- I thought he was a businessman. - What? Wearin' 2,000-dollar overcoats

in this neighborhood, driving around in a Rolls-Royce?

You knew he was dealing dope out of that house!

He didn't have a Rolls-Royce. I thought he was in business.

Yeah. Maybe a banker would like to live here, huh?

The kind of guy whose enemies would like to execute his kids.

- Whoa, Andy. - Mister, you gonna talk to me like that?

- I'm gonna go. - Hey, you refusin' to talk to us?

I'm about through talkin' to you.

I already told the police everything. You can talk to them!

You wanna do this down at the station house?

Andy, Let's go. Come on.

FEMALE VOICE OVER PA: ...DR. Bailey.

(CLEARS THROAT) Detectives, 15th Squad. You got a LaVonna Runnels

going in for a CAT scan?

- Yeah. They're bringing her down. - How bad was she hurt?

MALE DOCTOR: She might be okay. One bullet went through.

The other's still in her. But she's talking all right.

- Well, here she is. I gotta take her in. - Wait. Hang on a second.

- Mrs. Runnels? - LAVONNA: Yes?

- Can't you do somethin' about my wrist? - I'm Detective Sipowicz.

This is my partner Simone.

Mrs. Runnels, we're really sorry about what happened to your children.

That little bitch Chantal done this. They shot my kids.

- What's Chantal's last name? - I don't know.

She's, uh, Sister Cecilia's daughter, live next door.

Asked could she use my phone.

I didn't see the others till I opened the door.

One of 'em hit me right in the jaw.

BOBBY: Who were they?

One's her husband. I don't know his name.

And the other guys, I ain't ever seen 'em before.

And what did her husband look like?

LAVONNA: Looked Puerto Rican.

- Them other two, they was Black. - Chantal knew you had a safe?

- LAVONNA: Yeah. - How much was in it?

- About 20,000. - Mrs. Runnels, how were the children shot?

They tore up the house.

They thought I was holdin' out. Said they was gonna shoot William

if I didn't tell 'em where the rest of the money was at.

Then, um, Chantal said to her husband...

"Shoot 'em."

And, um... then they shot William.

How old's William?

Five.

And Lonnie was...

seven weeks old.

BOBBY: Did the husband shoot Lonnie, too?

Uh. I couldn't look. I... I heard the gun.

And they shot Lonnie.

And then they found somethin' up in the ceiling.

They found something? They found more money?

And when they was gettin' it, I jumped.

And that's when they shot me.

I thought I had been hit with a hammer.

You don't give up where the money is while they killed your kids,

and then you tell 'em so you won't get killed?

You think I wasn't tryin' to help my kids?

- Helpin' 'em how? - Andy!

How are you helping your kids

if they get shot in that bed and you wind up out the window?

What the hell's wrong with this man?

- She needs to go for her tests now. - We're not through talking to her.

No, I'm through now. Go ahead and push this thing.

Mrs. Runnels, we don't mean to upset you, but we'd like to talk to you some more.

The hell with you, hear? The hell with you, man!

Shit.

- Andy, you sure you wanna work this one? - Why? You think I'm screwing up?

Well, yeah. You're lettin' the mood that you're in

get in the way of your work.

Don't you tell me how to do my job. I'm workin' this case.

If you don't like it, you can get off.

Are you comin', or aren't you in the mood?

Nope.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- BOBBY: Ma'am, do you live here? - Yes.

I'm Detective Simone. This is Detective Sipowicz.

- Can I have your name? - I'm Sister Cecilia.

- What's your last name? - Don't use one.

Everyone calls me Sister Cecilia. That's how they got me in the phone book.

- How long you been out? - Most of the day. What's going on here?

There was a robbery next door. Mrs. Runnels's place.

- Oh. She all right? - She's in the hospital.

Look, we got some information that the suspects

ran into your apartment afterwards.

Can we come in and take a look around briefly?

- They broke in here, too? - They might have.

- Maybe they stole something. - Geez! Uh. Come in. Come in.

All right. Stay right there.

Anybody else live here?

My daughter and her husband. But I don't think they're home. Chantal?

They just got married two weeks ago.

- How old is your daughter? - She's 17.

This is the marriage certificate, huh?

- Raoul Calderon? - That's her husband.

- You know where we can find him? - I don't know where they are.

They went out last night, and I left early this morning to market.

I have to go all the way uptown. I shop for special food.

(ROOSTER CROWING)

- What's this all about? - That is where I do my church work.

- ANDY: You a preacher? - CECILIA: (SCOFFS) I lead the service.

ANDY: What church is it?

It is many things. It's from my country, Haiti.

Oh, you're from Haiti.

BOBBY: Andy, come in here.

- You know anything about these? - What is that?

- They're bullets. - No.

- You don't know anything about these? - Not at all.

...380s and .38s.

Does Raoul own guns?

I don't think so. I've never seen any.

I'm gonna have to take these.

Sister, your daughter and Raoul, they're suspects in a murder.

Those two little boys were shot next door.

- They're dead? - ANDY: Yeah, they're dead.

And your daughter and this Raoul killed them.

No! You crazy? They'd never do that.

- Never. - They were both identified, Sister.

Uh. That Mrs. Runnels, she don't like Chantal.

She don't like her 'cause she's a thief and a killer!

Look, what kind of daughter you raise anyways, huh?

You fill her head full of this voodoo spells

and chicken sacrifices.

Chantal don't have nothin' to do with the voodoo. It's my religion!

It's not Chantal's religion! But I know she wouldn't kill nobody!

Look. You just gotta get out of my house now.

I don't want you goin' through my house no more.

Fine.

All right. Thanks very much for your help, Sister.

- CECILIA: Go on! - (DOOR OPENING)

We really got her in our corner, huh?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Make sure you have them call me. - Hmm.

So, both the DOAs were kids.

- Five and two months. - Mother watches 'em executed.

She don't wanna give up where the drug money's stashed.

- She watched it? - Sounds

- like that's how it could've happened. - I'm tellin' you, that's how it happened.

(TELEPHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

ARTHUR: So, did she say who did it?

BOBBY: She said the next-door neighbor's daughter set it up.

We went back over there to talk to the girl's mother.

A voodoo priestess. Her daughter did it,

and her daughter's husband, and two other assholes.

MALE VOICE: Something... to lead Rose's capture.

We got a call from Ballistics. The kids were killed with a .380.

Well, that matches the ammunition

that we took out of the neighbor's apartment.

So, we're looking for a Raoul Calderon,

Chantal, that's his wife, and, uh, two other skells.

- I need to see a detective, please. - DONNA: And your name?

- So, what's going on with Andy? - I don't know, Lieu.

And I don't want to have to deal with it.

Detective... this is Roger Billings.

I'm Detective Simone, Mr. Billings. How can I help you?

It's about those murdered children.

Come on in. Have a seat.

(CHAIR SCRAPING)

So, the murdered children... what do you know about them?

Well, somebody... (SIGHS) Well, he's actually in the family.

- He's my... my nephew. - What's his name?

(SIGHS) Ricky Winston.

He's going to pieces, man.

See, he went out on a robbery with some people,

him and Arthur, his friend.

I don't know what Ricky was thinking, man.

They told him nobody would get hurt.

And then somebody goes in and shoots these children.

Now, it wasn't him,

but he feels real bad about it, and he doesn't know what to do.

- Where's Ricky now? - ROGER: Oh, he don't know I'm here.

See, he's not a bad kid. I mean, he's not like that at all.

Mr. Billings, where can we find him?

I wouldn't want anything to happen to him now.

I mean, I wouldn't want him to end up gettin' shot or somethin' like that, okay?

- BOBBY: We wouldn't want that either. - Yeah. And so, like,

this is the next best thing to him cooperating, right?

- I mean, you will take this into account? - What's his address?

He's staying at a place over on 11th Street.

- 1647. Second floor. - (PEN CLATTERING)

And you mentioned Arthur? Do you know his last name?

- I don't know. - You did the right thing by coming in.

Thanks very much for your help,

- Mr. Billings. - Please... don't hurt him.

Well, we're gonna try not to.

ROGER: Thank you.

(NOTEPAD THUDDING)

(DOOR KNOCKING)

- RICKY: Yeah? - Yo, Ricky!

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - RICKY: Yeah? Who is it?

It's the police, Ricky. Open the door. We wanna talk to you.

You gonna open that door?

RICKY: Yeah, I'll open it.

- Get back! Get back! Get off! Back off! - (GROANS)

- BOBBY: Where's Arthur? - RICKY: I don't know!

- Where's the others? - RICKY: I don't know!

- BOBBY: Put your shirt on. - (RICKY GROANING)

- (ARTHUR GROANING) - ANDY: Come on! Get out of there!

Hey, Ar. Come on! Get out! Get out!

- (GRUNTING) - (GROANS)

- BOBBY: What's your name? - Arthur!

- ANDY: What's your last name? - Cartwell. (GROANS)

I knew I never should've come over here.

I ain't got nothin' to do with nothin'. I don't know what Ricky into.

Man, I just came over here to borrow a book.

Is that what you got going on here? Some kind of a book club?

(GROANS)

- BOBBY: Where's the money? - (HANDCUFFS RATTLING)

- BOBBY: Where's the money you stole? - There ain't no money here!

- BOBBY: Uh-huh. - (LID THUDDING)

- Here. - (MONEY STACK THUDDING)

(GROANS)

- Andy... - You kill those kids? Huh?

- No! - Did you shoot those kids

- in the back of the head? - RICKY: No!

Andy, come on. Let's take 'em back to the station house.

You tell me what to do one more time, I'm gonna get real pissed off!

Oh, yeah? You're gonna get pissed off? 'Cause I'm pissed off right now!

- Just don't order me around! - (GROANS)

Andy, I'm gonna start pickin' up this money

before me and you start hookin' and jabbin'.

- (GROANS) - Come on!

Man, I don't know nothin' about that money.

ANDY: Shut your mouth.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Take 'em separately? - Yeah.

- I got Ricky. - Yeah.

BOBBY: Hey, what the hell is going on with you? Huh, Andy?

You got a problem with what I did with Diane?

I'm her sponsor. I take it serious.

You sweep a slip under the rug, it don't go away.

She said that she would reach out to you the first thing today.

Now, if she didn't, I'm surprised at that.

But none of that lets you talk to me like I'm some kind of skell!

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa!

BOBBY: We got two of 'em here.

Anything that puts them in the apartment? Weapons?

BOBBY: No weapons. Just a lot of cash.

All right. Somebody else can count and vouch for that

- if you wanna get going on the interview. - No, I'll do it.

- Inside. Come on. - Come on. Let's go.

Right in there.

- (POLICE SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) - (HANDCUFFS RATTLING)

- I don't know nothin' about that money. - Hey. What'd I tell you?

- Uh. To shut up till you tell me to talk. - Are you gonna shut up?

Yeah.

(BILLS RUSTLING)

- (BILLS THUDDING) - (PENCIL SCRAPING)

- (HANDCUFFS RATTLING) - You scared?

- (SCOFFS) - BOBBY: Well, you ought to be.

The mother of those kids that you shot, she's still alive.

That's right. I just finished talking to her in the hospital.

I didn't shoot nobody!

She gets one look at you, and you know where you're going?

Your ass is on its way to a lethal injection.

RICKY: Hey, it wasn't me!

I... I was downstairs watchin' the door. I was just the lookout.

And I didn't even have a piece, man!

I couldn't believe it when they started shootin'.

So, who was it that killed those kids?

Raoul, I guess. I mean, Arthur said he didn't do no shootin'.

And Chantal didn't have no gun.

When you all left the house, where did Raoul and Chantal go?

- We all walked to the burger place. - How far was it?

I don't... two or three blocks.

Chantal called Denise when we got there, and she came and picked us up in the car.

- What's this Denise's last name? - Um. Ludlow, I think. Chantal know her!

I mean, she gave her 1,000 dollars.

Now, we were splittin' the money up in the car,

and Chantal gave her a grand just for driving us.

So, where did Denise take Chantal and Raoul?

I don't know. I mean, she let me and Arthur out first.

She'll have to tell you where she took 'em.

You know where this Denise lives?

Over by me at her mother's place on Fourth Street and Avenue B.

She got a big poster of Snoop Doggy Dogg in the window.

(CHUCKLES)

What's goin' on?

I'm trying to get my stomach settled to hear what you got to say.

Man, I told you, I wasn't there.

Hey, Arthur.

The woman who went out the window...

she's alive.

She's gonna pick you out.

Man...

Maybe you should go for self-defense, Arthur.

Say that seven-week-old baby came at you with a handgun.

I didn't shoot nobody.

Maybe somebody... Uh, uh, uh. Uh-uh. Uh. Sit down.

Just sit down.

Maybe somebody told you to shoot that baby.

Did Raoul make you do it? Hmm?

Chantal's husband?

He tried, but I wouldn't.

Maybe you thought, "If I don't shoot that baby,

"Raoul's gonna shoot me." Is that how it happened?

He keep yelling at me to do it.

Actin' crazy. But I still wouldn't.

'Cause you're a stand-up guy.

Man, I just went in for the money. Wasn't nobody supposed to get shot.

Everything just went wrong. Raoul went crazy on them kids.

There's over a million dollars in that house.

Why didn't that lady tell us where it was at?

- Where'd you find a number like that? - Uh. You hear it on the street.

Chantal knew. Everybody know them Runnels people is rich.

So, Raoul just got pissed off and shot those kids?

Yeah.

First, he was just bluffin'. But she didn't go for it.

Then he just... started yellin' and screamin'.

And then it seemed like he just lost it.

Where are we gonna find Raoul and Chantal?

Where are we gonna find Raoul and Chantal?

I guess, somewhere in Brooklyn someplace.

I told Raoul to get rid of the guns,

and he said he'd probably throw 'em off the bridge

once they got over to Brooklyn.

What bridge? Manhattan Bridge?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Hmm?

- How were they gonna get over there? - Some girl. I don't know who she is.

Ricky know her.

ANDY: Write it up like you told me.

Man...

I had me a good future.

(PEN TAPPING)

- ANDY: Did you hear him? - Tail end, yep.

- I guess, we ought to look for those guns. - Maybe James and Greg can look.

My guy gave up the driver that took Chantal and Raoul someplace.

Got the block she lives on.

There's a poster of Snoop Doggy Dogg in the window.

DONNA: You have some messages, Detective.

James, Greg, take a ride with us? Give us a hand on something?

Yeah, sure.

Donna, I got a guy in one I'm gonna send somebody to take care of.

- DONNA: Okay, Detective. - Who's Snoopy Dog?

Some big rap singer who took a collar for murder.

Probably posters in every building.

- Look at this mess! - Yeah. But what a beautiful city, huh?

Hey, James, let's check into this motel over here.

- JAMES: All right. - MALE COP: Lift that up.

When you finish over there, head in that direction.

- Okay. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Ever see the size of the rats down here?

- You had to bring it up, didn't you? - Big ones.

- Ever try this Night Train? - No.

- It's pretty popular. - Yeah?

- I'll get you a bottle for your birthday. - MALE VAGRANT: Hey.

Hey! Get out of here! Get the hell out of here!

- JAMES: Hey, take it easy. - I live here!

Get the hell out of here, or I'll call the cops!

We are the cops.

You ain't cops. You're probably dumpin' your dead girlfriend or gun or somethin'.

Yeah? What do you know about a gun? Did you find a gun?

If... if you found a gun, you better tell us.

- I don't have to tell you nothin'. - Come on, get out of there.

- GREG: You got a gun? - MALE VAGRANT: I ain't got no gun!

- Is this your stuff? Huh? - MALE VAGRANT: Yeah. Yeah.

Why were you talkin' about a gun?

VAGRANT: I don't have no gun. I never said I had one.

All right, everybody, up! Let's go!

- Hey, we don't have no guns, okay? - GREG: Pull that stuff out of there.

- Shake it out. Come on. Let's go. - Why y'all out here bothering us?

- All the guns is out in the street! - MALE VAGRANT 1: That's right.

Detective... got one over here.

GREG: Good one.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- I'll run it for Fancy. - BOBBY: Yeah.

- Sit down. - Am I under arrest?

No, not yet, Denise.

- Then who are you telling me to sit down? - BOBBY: Sit down, Denise!

- (POLICE SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) - (TELEPHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

Diane, do me a favor and watch her for a second.

Yeah.

- What are you lookin' at? - Nothin'.

Oh, you're lookin' at somethin' if you're lookin' at me.

That's the girl that drove the husband and wife?

ANDY: She wasn't at the crime scene.

She picked them up at a burger joint afterwards.

We're lookin' for where she dropped them.

Well, James and Greg found one of the guns. It's a .38.

- Yeah? Good. - (SYLVIA RETCHING)

- That sounds like Sylvia. - (SYLVIA RETCHING)

She just came in through the hallway door.

- Can you start with Denise? - Yeah, I got it.

- Is that a wig? - What?

- No, it's not a wig. - (SYLVIA RETCHING)

That's your real hair?

- You put a lot of bleach on it, don't you? - BOBBY: Hey, come on.

We're gonna talk.

- Right back there. - Don't be pushin' on me!

- (TOILET FLUSHING) - (SYLVIA SIGHING)

- Andy, I'm in here. - I'm just comin' to say hello.

- (SYLVIA SNIFFS) - What are you up here for?

- Ricky Watson and Arthur Cartwell. - Uh-uh. No good.

(WATER RUNNING)

- What do you mean, "No good"? - I don't want you takin' those statements.

I don't want you bargin' in here and telling me what I can and can't do.

You shouldn't be workin' anyway, Sylvia. You should be home resting.

They can get somebody else to take those statements.

I'm not going home. This could last for months.

- And I'm not gonna quit doing my job... - (DUSTBIN THUDS)

- ...just 'cause I'm pregnant. - You're sick. You're in no shape to work.

- Now, go home. I'm telling you. - Stop yelling at me.

ANDY: I'm tryin' to look out for you. You're sick.

Now, I want you to go home. I don't want you listenin' to this crap.

I am not going home! I am gonna do my work,

and I don't want you to interfere!

(DOOR OPENING)

- (SIGHS) - (DOOR CLOSING)

You know a Chantal and Raoul, Denise?

Sure, I know 'em.

- When'd you see 'em last? - Three days ago.

Well, Denise, we know for a fact that you're a liar.

We know that you picked them, and Ricky, and Arthur up at some burger joint.

We know they divided the money up in your car,

and we know they gave you a grand to take 'em someplace.

- You got me mixed up with somebody else. - Hey, Denise.

There were two kids that were murdered in that robbery,

- and you were the driver. - Now, hold it.

I wasn't no driver like that.

Chantal called me and asked me for a ride.

Somebody wanna give me money, I'm gonna take it.

I don't know where the money came from. I be a fool I don't take the money.

Well, you know, you are either gonna walk out of here,

or I'm gonna lock you up as an accessory to murder.

So, it's up to you.

I gotta take care of my daughter.

So, where is Raoul and Chantal? Where did you take them?

Some friend of Raoul's...

out in Brooklyn by the Navy Yard.

But he didn't let 'em stay there, though. He was scared.

He sent 'em down the street to some empty building.

- You can point it out? - I gotta go in there?

No. All you gotta do is point it out.

Yeah... I can point it out.

- Police! Raoul, come on out! - Raoul, we got cops all around here!

Now, get your stinkin' ass out here with your hands up!

- RAOUL: I'm afraid to! - ANDY: What are you afraid of?

You afraid we'll pump a round in the back of your head?

- Andy, cut it out! - RAOUL: Hey, how do I know that you won't?

- We won't do that! Give you my word! - RAOUL: Your word?

- Big deal! - Raoul, you got a gun in there?

- RAOUL: No! - Chantal in there? She got a gun?

RAOUL: Don't have any guns!

BOBBY: All right, all right. Just calm down.

Unlock the door... and just stand back and stand still.

Nobody'll shoot you. Just stay still, okay?

- You listening to me? - RAOUL: Yeah!

I'm opening the door now!

ANDY: All right, turn around! - BOBBY: Get your hands up!

(HANDCUFFS RATTLING)

- BOBBY: Where's Chantal? - RAOUL: She's not here.

- She didn't have anything to do with it. - Where's the money? Huh?

- Uh... - Where'd you put the money?

Get off this!

I want you to listen to me, Raoul. Listen to me!

- Where is Chantal? - I don't know.

You don't know? Want us to bring her in dead?

- No. - BOBBY: Well, that's what's gonna happen.

Where is she?

- She's... she's coming back here. - Oh, son of a bitch.

You son of a bitch!

Then we're gonna have to wait here until she comes back here, huh?

And there's half a chance that she made us coming in!

We have to get him in a radio and contact him over to the house.

- Then we have to set up here. - ANDY: I'm gonna have to stay here

instead of being home with my wife!

(GROANS)

- BOBBY: How much money does she have? - Not much.

She just went out to get us food.

- I didn't want her getting mugged. - Oh, yeah. The streets today, Raoul,

you're absolutely right.

All right, let's clear the uniforms and get set up.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Good morning, Sarge.

- VINCENT: How's it goin'? - Good.

(TELEPHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

Lesbo.

- Lesniak? - Big-time.

Whoa!

- You find Chantal? - BOBBY: No, we didn't, Raoul

- Get out of there. - We sat in that manure heap all night.

Well, she must've seen somethin'. She's smart. Chantal.

Smart enough to let you take the fall.

You know, Raoul, they're gonna love your hair in the joint, man.

It didn't come out so good. I just did it for a disguise.

So, you could blend in with the crowd?

What's this? A new jacket?

Yeah, I needed some new c... clothes for the trip.

- Where you goin'? - Anyplace. Maybe Puerto Rico.

ANDY: Why didn't you go? You had the money.

(SCOFFS) I couldn't have done it with the cops watchin' the airports.

I hate to tell you this, Einstein, but we ain't got that kind of manpower.

I would never have gotten out of the airport.

BOBBY: Hey, Raoul.

- Where's Chantal? - RAOUL: I don't know.

And what do you want with her anyway? She didn't have anything to do with this.

All right, you knock off the stupid lies! All right?

Don't be thinkin' that we're as dumb as you are!

Hey, I made some mistakes, all right, but that does not mean that I am dumb.

You are either the evilest son of a bitch around or the dumbest

to rob and murder people who live right next door to you.

Well, what are you gonna do?

For a million dollars, you take some chances!

Anyway, I didn't murder nobody!

Those kids' mother lived!

We got her and Arthur

saying that you pulled the trigger on those children!

I didn't really do it.

I mean, it seemed like it was the woman's fault,

- her being such a liar. - ANDY: How did she lie?

Saying that she doesn't know where all the money is.

I mean, she don't care about the kids. All she cares about's the money.

Why don't she say where the money is?

So, you got pissed off and you shot the kids?

No!

I was fakin', okay? I was just tryin' to scare her.

And then something went wrong in there.

It seemed like... like the gun went off by itself.

- It was a freak accident. - A freak accident?

- Killing both those kids? - Yeah.

- (GROANS) - You are the freak accident!

Those kids didn't mean no more to you than a couple of cockroaches!

Maybe being alive don't even mean anything to you!

I... I don't know! I mean, it just got crazy!

Uh, it wasn't supposed to happen like this!

All I wanted to do was just buy some nice things for my wife!

We got Sister Cecilia.

All right. Can you put her in two?

And she says if Andy comes in, she's not talking to anybody.

BOBBY: Yeah. All right.

Go ahead.

- I won't talk to the other one. - BOBBY: Yeah, all right, Sister.

Come into my house and insult me.

- (SIGHS) Can I get you something here? - CECILIA: No.

I tell you, he, uh... he's upset about those kids.

Insults my faith!

- Have you spoken to Chantal? - No.

BOBBY: We busted Raoul.

He shot those kids. He just admitted it.

Maybe you make him say something.

BOBBY: Mm-mm. No, Sister. He had 18,000 dollars with him

that he stole from the Runnels' apartment.

We got the other two guys who were with him,

we got Denise Ludlow.

And they all say your daughter was there.

She say it a frame-up 'cause Raoul got a record.

- When did you talk to her? - CECILIA: She phoned this morning.

She want me to bring her money.

- She want to leave town. - BOBBY: Where was she?

Some hotel uptown.

What'd you tell her?

I told her none of this sound right.

And I feel sick.

Like, I know Chantal was in that house.

Soon as that happen over there, how come they never come back home?

- She say the hotel she was staying at? - No.

She just yell at me and hang up.

Sister... I know how much you love your daughter,

and I know how sad you feel.

Knowing what kind of person you are, when your daughter asks for help,

it's very hard for me to believe that you would say no.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Chantal's mind always full of envy.

She always want everything.

She see something on the TV, she want it.

She don't want to give.

She just want to get.

There comes a time when you have to give something up.

Or maybe someday, something come and take away

everything you got.

Did you say you would bring her money?

- I told her I'd go to the bank for her. - She's coming back home to get this money?

She's afraid.

- She's in the store. - BOBBY: What store?

Where I'm supposed to meet her.

I'm leaving to go there

- when the policewoman come to got me. - All right. All right.

- ANDY: Excuse me. Where's the cosmetics? - It's the next department over.

- ANDY: Thank you. - You're welcome.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

BOBBY: You see her?

- Yeah. - Where is she?

Sittin' in the chair gettin' her face done.

BOBBY: Wait here.

- What's goin' on? No! - All right, come on.

I wasn't there! I wasn't there!

- I wasn't there! - Put your hand behind your back.

- (HANDCUFFS RATTLING) - Mama?

Mama, how can you do this? I wasn't there.

- I was with you. - No, you wasn't.

- You dirty voodoo bitch. - Hey, shut up!

Why you doin' this to me!

- Don't you curse at me! - (SCREAMS)

- You and Raoul were at that woman's house. - Settle down. Hey! Hey!

- You're a lying pig! - Stop it now!

- That's your mother! Now, stop that! - I hope you die, Mama!

- (SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) - Take her out of here! I got the sister.

Take her out. Okay, take it easy. Take it easy.

- (SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) - CHANTAL: I hate you!

- Mama! - (SOBS)

- Just take it easy. - She was my baby.

I know.

I know.

Come on.

Come on.

(HAIR DRYER WHIRRING)

I've been out of line.

- (HAIR DRYER SWITCH CLICKING) - What?

I've been out of line.

Yeah.

With Russell, uh...

that was something I thought I could help with.

You know, I asked her. She said she did try to talk to you

ANDY: The next morning.

She should've reached out when she was reachin' for the drink.

Well, we messed up. That happens.

Hey, I'm not lookin' to beef with you, all right?

I'm just sayin' I, uh... I'm out of line.

(SNIFFS) There's no helpin' anybody.

Russell, Sylvia's so sick, these kids.

- Sylvia's sick? - ANDY: Yeah.

Well, what's wrong? What did her doctor say?

- She won't go. - BOBBY: You gotta make her go, Andy.

She just stays in the bathroom heavin' all the time.

Everywhere she goes, she vomits.

- That's how she's sick? - ANDY: Constantly throws up.

Andy, that's gonna pass.

I can't do anything for her.

You hate being helpless.

Thank God she's gonna be all right.

My first wife, she didn't get sick like this.

Unless I don't remember.

Anyways...

"Anyways" is not good enough, Andy.

- I saw those two dead kids, too. - How many times you want me to give it up?

You go off like that, I can't talk to my partner.

I turned down those sheets, too.

I'll tell you somethin' else.

That girl and her mother, that screamin'...

The two of them ought to be candidates for a talk show.

Yeah well, maybe they'll get on now. "Daughters that murder,

and mothers that give 'em up.

(SIGHS)

Give me a minute, will you?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DIANE: Need help with fives?

Boss said we didn't have to get 'em in until tomorrow.

- On that drinkin'... - (TABLE THUDDING)

I know I should've called you.

Only point's gettin' sober. Now, if you reached out to Bobby

- not to think about that, that's no good. - Well, that's what I did, Andy.

I wanted to stop, and I didn't feel like thinking about it till today.

I just...

- just wanted to be held. - (SIGHS)

Yeah, well, I guess, that's understandable.

You going to a meeting tonight?

No. I'm concerned about Sylvia. I'm gonna stay home.

- I'll tell you what they say. - Yeah, good.

Find some time for him, too.

Sylvia?

SYLVIA: Hey.

Hey.

(CLEARS THROAT)

How are you feelin'?

I don't wanna put a hex on this, but I feel pretty good.

ANDY: Is that so?

I didn't throw up this morning.

I didn't throw up all day.

Maybe I should stay out tonight, too.

It's got nothin' to do with you.

Andy, you're not gonna be yelling at me from now on, are you?

No, I didn't mean to do that. I just got so worried.

I'm glad you're okay now.

Join the club.

(BOTH CHOMP)

(SMOOCHES)

(CLICKS TONGUE)

- (CLICKS TONGUE) - (PIGEONS COOING)

DIANE: What are you doing?

I'm just watching my birds.

It must've been awful seeing those kids dead.

Yeah.

I just wanna watch my birds for a while, Diane.

(CLICKS TONGUE, WHISTLES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)