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(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(UP-BEAT MUSIC FADES)

- Morning. - Morning, Donna.

(SIGHS)

Extra pencils.

Actually, I'm gonna bunk here for a while. Me and Marie...

I... I was gonna say spat, what we had.

Actually, it was more of a full-blown quarrel.

Greg, I am sorry you have problems at home.

But we discussed, I'm not comfortable with this subject.

Absolutely understood.

I... I have a suitcase on my person. I was explaining what it was.

Good morning, Detective. Good morning, Den, Greg.

Hey, Bobby.

Oh, hey, Andy. I'm sorry to hold you up on that D.D.5.

I was startin' it last night when World War III broke out.

- Fancy's looking for it. - I... I am gonna finish it right away.

Me and Marie went at it pretty good. I'm gonna bivouac in a crib upstairs.

Might be moving in with him. (SIGHS)

- Why's that? - (GRUNTS) Sylvia's got this test.

- You know, they take out some fluid? - Amniocentesis?

Uh, I guess it's pretty standard nowadays.

Yeah. It's very run of the mill.

Yes. So she asked me this morning. She said, "Do you want to go?"

Dope that I am, I figured I got a choice.

Homicide in Chinatown. Greg, I need that D.D.5.

- Yeah. Right away, Lieu. - Okay.

So you said no?

Yeah. Now she looks at me like one of them snails,

leaves a trail on the cement?

So I'm following her around the apartment, you know?

"Please, let me go. Let me see some huge needle

get stuck in your belly so I nearly pass out."

"Uh-uh," she says. "Not if you have to be begged."

- Go with her, Andy. - Yeah. Now she says I can't.

- She don't mean that. - Ah, it's like talking to a skell.

You never know where you stand.

I gotta tell Medavoy I got dibs on the upper bunk.

- (BOBBY EXHALES) - (FOOTSTEPS FADING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- Thanks. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER P.A)

Hey, Doc. Pretty good service there.

Yeah. Well, I was on a coronary two blocks away.

German tourist facedown in his wonton soup.

Now I got a jumper in Gramercy Park.

And somehow, I'm supposed to make a 10:15 squash game on the island.

- BOBBY: Whew... - That kind of stress,

they wonder why you guys burn out.

- So what do we got here? - Nineteen-year-old Asian girl.

Homicide stabbing. Two wounds in the chest,

one right through the heart. Time of death, sometime after midnight.

- All right, thanks. - Yeah, see you guys.

- (FOOTSTEPS FADING) - (BIRDS CHIRPING)

- BOBBY: How's it going? - Victim's name is Katie Chow.

Lives here with her parents. Works at their shop around the corner.

T-shirts, baseball caps, tourist stuff.

- ANDY: Any weapon? - COP: No. We haven't found one, so far.

E.S.U.'s comin' down. Gonna do a search.

- Any sign of forced entry here? - No. Not at all.

- (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) - (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

Andy, what do you think these are?

M.E. said they're cat scratches.

- (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) - The parents in there?

They got a nephew with them. Speaks English pretty good.

All right, thanks.

- Hey, kitty. - (MEOWS)

- Are you the nephew? - Yes. Uh I'm Lyle Chow.

- (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER P.A)

Detective Sipowicz. I'm Detective Simone. They don't speak in English, huh?

Not much. I can translate.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

Mr. and Mrs. Chow, we're very sorry for your loss.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

When was the last time they saw their daughter alive?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

"I went to the bedroom about 11:00 and Katie was in the living room

talking with Eddie Wong." That's her boyfriend.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- What did she say? - She said she never liked him.

Do they think that Eddie might have had something to do with her death?

(LYLE SPEAKING CHINESE)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

They don't know. They... they think he's no good.

Too flashy.

Well, this Eddie, do they know where he lives

or how we can get in touch with him?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- Do you mind if we look around? - (LYLE SPEAKING CHINESE)

If they could put a list together of Katie's friends,

coworkers and so forth, that'd be a big help.

- (POLICE SIREN WAILING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- ANDY: Hey. - What do you got?

- Is that Eddie? - Yeah.

BOBBY: This book is in Chinese. It could be of help.

We're gonna take it with us. Thanks.

How come all these guys want to look like Steven Seagal?

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah, come on through.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey, James. - Hey.

That couple going into the coffee room, and this is the 61.

You want to work it with Adrianne?

Yeah, all right.

Adrianne, uh, Lieu wants you to help me with this house robbery.

Sure.

- Thanks. - MALE VOICE: Sure.

- Hi. I'm Detective Martinez. - Hello.

- Detective Lesniak. - Hi.

Hereafter we can meet you downstairs, all right?

GEORGE: That's no problem.

Were the both of you home when the robbery occurred?

No, I was at my chess club meeting.

I was reading.

And I heard a knock at the door.

No one had buzzed, so I was a little concerned.

I looked through the peephole...

George had a second one installed, so I could see from my chair.

And I saw a man holding a policeman's badge.

I asked who it was, and he said,

"Police. I just need to ask a few questions," or something like that.

As soon as the chain was off the door, a black man burst in and said,

"Tell me where the cash is and you won't get hurt."

I was so scared. I couldn't even talk.

And that's when he hit me.

Take your time, Mrs. Donaldson. No rush.

If you don't want to go through with this, honey, that's okay too.

- Everything we lost can be replaced. - No, I'm okay.

You say you're okay. But meanwhile you're distraught,

and you're going to pieces.

I don't know if we need any more complications like this.

I can do this.

All right. Fine.

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

ADRIENNE: How would you describe the man in terms of height, build, clothing?

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, Andy.

Harold. Hey. How are you doing? All right. You know Bobby Simone?

- Hey, Bobby. You left the P.C office, huh? - Yeah, yeah. Good.

So, Andy, how's married life treating you, huh?

Not bad. I'm having a baby.

Oh, congratulations. Hope the little baby look like wife, huh?

- Yeah, you and me both. - So what we got?

A 19-year-old girl stabbed to death in Chinatown.

No record. Never been in any kind of trouble before.

Last seen with her boyfriend,

who her parents don't like, his name is Eddie Wong.

Why they hell boss send me to Brooklyn?

Oh, the victim's two friends live over here.

We found this in her, uh... Found this in her room.

- We think, uh, it looks like Chinese. - Yeah.

I'll take a look.

BOOBY: Andy, I think that's her over there.

Listen, uh, if she speaks English, let me talk to her

and you guys could talk to the other one.

- Over by Sunset Park. - I drive. This guy maniac behind wheel.

- (BOBBY CHUCKLES) - See you back at the house.

(SIREN WAILING)

- Are you Stacey Foo? - Yeah.

Hi, how are you doing? I'm Detective Simone.

Katie's dad called. He said you'd be coming.

Can you, uh, think of anyone who might've wanted to hurt Katie?

No. No way.

- You know this guy Eddie Wong? - Yeah. He used to be her boyfriend.

- Used to be? - He dumped her the day before it happened.

- So was Katie upset over that? - My God, she was, like, devastated.

She thought they were gonna get married. I mean, Eddie might've said that,

so she would sleep with him, or maybe she just assumed.

- But she did think it. - So what did you think of Eddie?

Cute.

Do you think he might've been involved in her death in any way?

No. Even though he's in a gang and everything,

he was always real nice when I saw him.

He's in a gang, huh? What's the name of the gang?

The Flying Dragons.

How am I gonna get a hold of this guy, Eddie?

Do you know where he lives?

But I know he drives a black Lexus. The expensive one.

Okay. Thanks, Stacey.

If you think of anything else, give me a call.

As soon as we've got some books and mug shots put together

based on your description, we'll bring them to your apartment,

- Mrs. Donaldson. - Thanks.

One of you can help my wife down the stairs?

No problem.

- Honey, I'll be down in a minute. - All right.

Could we talk somewhere, just the two of us?

Yeah, sure.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

So, what's on your mind, Mr. Donaldson?

(SIGHS) I wasn't at the chess club last night.

- Uh-huh. - I love my wife as much as I ever did.

But we don't have a sexual relationship any longer.

After the accident, she stopped enjoying it.

So where were you last night, Mr. Donaldson?

I meet a woman every week at a hotel.

Why did you feel you needed to tell me this?

There's a small chance she could be involved.

- (SNIFFS) What are you basing that on? - No concrete reason.

Just an impression I have.

- The type of person that she is? - GEORGE: She's a prostitute.

She's not the most reputable type, I wouldn't think.

- And she knows something about your home? - I've told her some things.

- Including your wife's a cripple? - You can't tell my wife.

- I would never hurt her, Detective. - What's this woman's name?

Ellen Lewis. I don't know if that's real.

- Where are we gonna find her? - You can't tell Mary.

Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell your wife.

I've got her phone number. I'll give it to you.

We'll set it up.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(BOTTLES CLANKING)

Mine doesn't think Eddie's involved.

- She say he was in the Flying Dragons? - Yeah.

- But nobody cares, 'cause he was so cute. - (CAN HISSING)

You know, that was them last year, that shooting in the bowling alley.

Where they had 30 witnesses and nobody saw nothing?

- Be nice if we can get Eddie to double up. - Keep dreaming.

Next to these guys, the goombahs are loudmouths.

Eddie Wong's address in diary. Scumbag block.

Let's go.

- Andy. I finished that file. - Come on. We're gonna hit an apartment.

Harold says there's a fire escape in the alley.

- We'll go around back. - We got the front entrance.

Yeah.

- You want some fish? - No.

- Harold. - Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN CHINESE)

- MALE VOICE: Bingo! - (SPEAKS CHINESE)

Police! (SCREAMS)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

Get down on the ground! Get down on the ground! Come on, Harold!

HAROLD: Get down on each side. Get down all of you.

- (CHATTER IN CHINESE) - Freeze! Back from the window!

- (CHATTER CONTINUES IN CHINESE) - Get on the ground.

You tell him, his ass is mine!

- (SPEAKING CHINESE) - You okay?

- BOBBY: Yeah. - This guy speaks English. I got the back.

Hey, head up! Head up! Head up!

- Tell them to get their heads up. - (HAROLD SPEAKING CHINESE)

- He's not here. - We massage girl! No friend.

- Miss! - No...

Miss, you keep your mouth shut. Andy, you all right back there?

All clear!

Got a Tech-nine, a Glock and a nine millimeter automatic.

And a half key of heroin and a .38.

Greg, call the radio cars for transportation.

Let them know we got six to the house.

15th Squad to Central "K." We got six coming into the house.

- Need transport. - Miss, hey. Get up. Get dressed. Dressed!

- (SPEAKING CHINESE) - BOBBY: Harold?

- Yeah? - BOBBY: I want you to tell them

that they just finished taking shots at cops.

If they had any brains, they'd cooperate.

You tell them they got until we get back to the house

to try and smarten up and help themselves out.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- WOMAN OVER T.V: I dare any woman (LAUGHS) - (CROWD CHEERING OVER T.V)

MAN OVER T.V: Could I say something? I want challenge anyone in this audience

- with my ability. - I am bearing any woman in this audience.

Okay, right you wanna focus...

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER T.V)

- Code word is "bingo?" - Yeah.

(SIGHS)

- Who is it? - ELLEN: It's Ellen.

- Hi. - Hey. You must be Ray.

Yeah. Come on in.

- Nice room. - Yeah.

Uh, I'm a little new at this, Ellen.

I guess we should talk about, you know, what we're gonna do,

- get the business part out of the way. - Hmm.

Why don't you take your clothes off, so I know you're not a cop,

and you'll be comfortable, and then we'll talk all about it.

See, I'm... I'm getting comfortable.

- Yeah. So far, so good. - (ELLEN SIGHS)

(ZIPPER HISSING)

I, uh, think I should know what I'm getting.

Yeah. Look, honey,

why don't you take your clothes off so I know you're not a cop?

And then we'll have a real nice party.

A cop? Hey, listen, George just said you were a nice, talented girl.

You know... you know, a good friend of his.

If... if this is gonna get complicated, I don't...

Okay. All right. Okay. Okay.

- How about a half-and-half for 200? - Yeah?

- Hm. - Bingo.

Zip up, Ellen. You're busted.

- I knew you were a cop. - But you couldn't resist, right?

That heroin we found in your apartment,

that kind of weight, gotta take that to Federal court.

Mandatory minimum sentence you're looking at is ten years.

- It's not my apartment. - That's right. You were just visiting.

As soon as you realized it was full of guns, whores and drugs,

you were so shocked, you dove out the window.

See, we're giving you a choice here, Jimmy. You do the ten years

or you help us on these homicides we're looking at.

I don't know anything about the bowling alley, or the girl.

- And I don't know Eddie Wong. - You tell us where to find this Eddie

and at the very least, we get this put in state court.

You probably get ten months or maybe get a walk.

This is no testimony, Jimmy. This is an address.

- Nobody's gonna know you did anything. - Ten years or ten months.

A guy named Eddie. Might be him.

Used to hang out at the apartment.

He run some games at a place on Mott Street.

Gambling?

Mahjong, craps. It starts about nine o'clock.

- What's he drive? - Lexus, 400 coupe.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm looking for Detective Medavoy. I'm his wife.

Ah, he stepped out. He should be back any moment.

I have to give him this. I'll wait.

(BAG DROPPING)

- (SIREN WAILING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Miss Donna Abandando.

I don't need a nameplate to know who you are.

The one Greg was involved with... Bitch!

Uh, Mrs. Medavoy, I don't think this the appropriate place.

- Did you convince him to move out again? - Uh...

- Would you like a cup of coffee? - Not from you.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - Come with me anyway.

Mrs. Medavoy, whatever problems you and Gregory are having,

have nothing to do with me.

Gregory and I have no personal relationship, whatsoever.

I'm supposed to believe that? After you stole him once already?

I'm supposed to believe someone who has no regard for the sanctity of the family.

Is that what you and your bag boy from the grocery talked about?

- The sanctity of the family? - The assistant manager!

And that was a completely different situation.

(SIGHS) I don't care to argue. I'm sorry Gregory left.

But I had nothing to do with that.

Did you ever consider that an outsider might not have caused this?

That something might actually be wrong with your marriage?

Oh, yeah?

Why don't you do a lovelorn column? "Advice from a Whore."

(INDICTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, Donna.

Marie?

You took the wrong suitcase. You took Janie's ice skating stuff.

- (SIGHS) I'm sorry. - Medavoy.

I... I'll... I'll talk to you later.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Bitch!

So we got an address on the gambling joint that Wong runs.

- We're gonna hit it tonight. - LIEU: Wong's a Flying Dragon.

May know about those bowling alley homicides.

He's got to.

- LIEU: You get a search warrant? - Oh yeah. I'm gonna talk to Sylvia.

She's in taking a statement.

So you don't give much weight to the girlfriends' statements?

- Where they don't think he killed her? - Still gotta look at the guy, Lieu.

- ANDY: They hardly knew him. - LIEU: What bout the others you picked up?

BOBBY: The shooter's being booked on attempted murder.

The other three on the guns and the narcotics. We let the girls go.

Finished diary, Lieu. Our D.O.A. all kinda upset with this guy named Eddie Wong.

You know, about the breakup. "Don't know if I can go on.

"Life not worth living." The whole nine yard.

- You think it could be a suicide? - I don't know.

- She sound pretty depressed. - LIEU: Okay.

Let's get that warrant from Sylvia.

(CHAIR CREAKING)

- You with us, Greg? - Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sylvia, we're gonna need a search warrant.

That guy we like in that Chinatown homicide here.

Eddie Wong, 608 Mott Street.

- Sure. - So, four o'clock, huh?

- Sorry? - Your doctor's appointment.

Oh, yes. 4:00.

Sylvia, let me go with you.

Nah, Andy. Not with your teeth clenched.

My sole point, this is a professional procedure.

- We can certainly hope. - The last thing the doctor needs...

He sticks a needle in you, I'm standing there observing.

Besides which, your privates are uncovered.

We understand each other perfectly.

Great tie.

- (FOOTSTEPS FADING) - (SIREN WAILING)

(SIGHS) Oh, boy.

- How do you wanna work the interview? - I'll go off you.

Yeah, all right. I'm gonna try and shake her up,

make this Donaldson woman in bad shape.

RAY: You been busted before. Right, Ellen?

Just once, maybe twice.

If you help us out, this don't have to go on your record.

- Help you out? How? - How well do you know George Donaldson?

- George Donaldson? - We know he's one of your regular Johns.

I see him every once in a while. I don't really know him.

- You ever been in his apartment? - No.

Do you know George's wife was robbed a couple of days ago

- when George was with you? - No.

That's right. And the guy who did it, raped her.

- He also put a bad beatin' on her. - She may not make it.

- I'm sorry. - ADRIENNE: You're sorry, Ellen?

You know what we did while you were sitting here just now?

We called your beeper company. And we found out who the bill goes to.

- Spenser McVeigh. - RAY: Is he your pimp?

- I don't have a pimp. - Lots of times we see girls

who get information on their Johns and pass it along to their pimps.

- ADRIENNE: You ever do that? - No.

I'm gonna say this once, Ellen.

If we find out this Spenser did this, and you was involved in the planning

or anything like that, to tell him where to go,

it's just like you were there.

You don't know it was Spenser.

The guy who raped and beat up Mrs. Donaldson

knew she was in a wheelchair. How do you think he knew that?

If she dies, this robbery turns into second-degree murder.

Eligible for the death penalty.

(EXHALES) I didn't do anything. And I haven't seen George since last week.

You think Spenser knows anything?

We got people searching his place right now. If we get a call,

and they've found some of the Donaldson's property over there,

you could be facing the death penalty, so think about that.

Get in front of this now and do yourself a favor.

Maybe we can work something out.

Is Spenser gonna protect you?

Or is he gonna make things better for himself,

saying it was your idea?

It wasn't my idea.

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- (GRUNTS) - (SPEAKING CHINESE)

HAROLD: Shhh! (SPEAKS CHINESE)

MAN OVER P.A: 15th Squad advising. Units at the back. We're going in.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- ANDY: Police, everybody! - HAROLD: Freeze!

- BOBBY: Hands on the tables! - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Against the wall! - BOBBY: Get your hands on the tables!

Get the hands where we can see them! Don't worry about your money, all right!

(INDISTINCT CLAMOUR)

Against the wall. Against the wall. Up against the wall.

(CHIPS RATTLING)

- BOBBY: Andy, you see him? - Not yet.

All right. We're looking for Eddie Wong. Harold?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- BOBBY: Eddie Wong! - HAROLD: Eddie! Eddie Wong!

- You know Eddie Wong? - No.

- (HAROLD SPEAKING CHINESE) - Eddie Wong?

- (HAROLD SPEAKING CHINESE) - ANDY: Got him!

- What are you guys bothering me for? - Shut up.

(HAROLD SPEAKING CHINESE)

Here.

Everybody clear? Right here. About here.

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

ADRIENNE: If you could place her in front of the window.

You'll be looking through a one-way glass.

So you don't have to worry about anyone seeing you.

I'm just amazed you got a suspect so quickly.

- We acted on a tip. All set? - Yeah.

(WHEELCHAIR CREAKING)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

- All right? - (GASPS)

- RAY: You got her? - Yeah.

Do you recognize anyone in the room?

MARY: Number three.

Where do you recognize him from?

- He's the man who robbed me. - Hold number three.

Excuse me a second, will you?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER P.A)

- Are you sure Ellen is involved? - RAY: The guy is her pimp.

She said she gave him the address, told him you had cash in the house,

and your wife was in the chair.

And he was just I.Ded. I'd say he was involved.

It'd be great if you get him to plead guilty.

Well, we'd like that too.

Obviously, if there's a trial, some very painful information

will come out. I'd hate to hurt my wife like that.

We'll see what his lawyer says.

Even if it means less jail time, I'd be comfortable with that.

You're doing a lot of dealing, considering you're not the one

that had a gun barrel pointed at your face.

- I'm doing it for her sake. - Yeah.

It's good she's got you looking out for her.

- You guys are jamming me up. - All right. I'll take a sleeping pill

- so I don't lie awake. - Your girlfriend died, Eddie.

- You know, she was stabbed to death. - It's got nothing to do with me.

Sit down! "Nothing to do with me."

Yeah. Well, we were over at her parents' house.

- That's not what they think. - They think you did it, Eddie.

Her parents hate me. They think I'm a gangster.

- Where would they get that impression? - So, what happened to her, Eddie?

- I don't know. - You were the last one seen with her.

You were arguing with her.

You're in a gang. You got a criminal record.

- I would never hurt Katie. - Well, Katie wound up dead.

If you're so upset, why aren't you looking for who killed her?

Who's your hero, Eddie? O.J.?

You want to know what I think? I think she killed herself.

And why would she do that?

EDDIE: I know she was pretty upset when I left.

I told her I couldn't see her anymore.

- You got pretty high opinion of yourself. - EDDIE: Hey, listen.

It didn't make any sense to me either.

I mean, she worked her 12 hours,

came home, dinner, television, that was it.

Me? Every night's like Saturday night.

So I told her it wasn't gonna work. And she said she couldn't live without me.

You know, how all girls do. But I swear, I didn't think she was serious.

So you figured she killed herself and the knife escaped?

If we check your place,

are we gonna find any knives over there, Eddie?

Having a knife doesn't mean I killed her. Guys I swear,

I had nothing to do with this. You gotta let me go.

No, no, no. No good, Eddie.

You see, we got enough to charge you for murder right now.

(SIGHS) You guys are gonna get me killed.

- (CHAIR CREAKING) - By who?

Whoever kills me, you ain't gonna solve it.

- Why is that, Eddie? - I didn't kill this girl, all right?

I didn't kill anyone. But I'm gonna wind up dead.

Over what?

Right now, they're going over my place.

- Who is? - The guys I work for!

Who am I kidding? (SCOFFS) I'm dead right now.

My second guy ran off with the books.

You been skimming a little? The boys gonna find out?

You got something else for us there, Eddie? Huh?

Because I am telling you, we will hang you for this Katie.

I didn't touch her. And I can't give up these guys!

Why, Eddie? Because it's not honorable?

Well, you think about the honor in this.

You think about being in Rikers and having several large convicts

honor you by turning your ass into chop suey.

Understand this, Eddie. We have enough to charge you right now.

Her parents say it was you.

On the other hand, if you got something heavy enough,

you could be looking at witness protection.

See, you got a good look to you, Eddie. Good personality.

Obviously, very high impact with the ladies there.

Every night's a Saturday night. There is no reason you can't

start again somewhere's else.

There were some homicides last year, Eddie. Flying Dragon was involved.

I can't testify. If I testify against a Flying Dragon, I'm dead.

You could testify and be long gone, assuming that your story

- on the girl holds up. - I got nothing to do with her.

Well, If that's true, Eddie, and we make some cases off of you,

there's no reason why next year you can't be in a basement somewheres else

taking your neighbor's hard-earned money.

The shooter from the bowling alley moved to Jersey.

His name's David Chin.

(PAPERS RUSTLING)

Write it.

- (ZIP HISSING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

So, uh, you think this'll be a temporary thing, Greg?

I don't know, James, I don't even know what I hope.

I figured you guys were getting it together.

Yeah, well, a... a period after we moved back in, things were going good.

Then eventually, we're bickering again.

We're back in a groove, like salmon going back to spawn.

(SIGHS) Only we don't spawn, of course.

Yeah. Sometimes I think that the monks gots the right idea.

Yeah.

You and Adrianne working that house robbery again?

- Yeah. - How are you gettin' along?

All right. You know. I still gotta call her out on that lesbian thing.

Her exact position there. Except I never find the right spot.

- Just ask her man to man. - (CHUCKLES)

Things with this Anita were going pretty good, you know.

Oh, your dietitian friend.

Yeah. I halfway figure, why rock the boat?

But I still felt like I could really develop

something strong with Adrianne.

You ever imagine having feelings like that for someone?

(SIGHS) Yeah.

Hey, Greg. I hope you don't think I'm out of line, but...

In what regards?

I was wondering, you know, what was it like bein' with Donna?

Imagine the best experience you've ever had.

Yeah?

Now double it.

Ouch. (CHUCKLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

- How'd it go? - Fine.

- Not too much discomfort? - Mm-mm.

When do they expect to know something?

In about ten days. They said that I seem fine.

He has "next to no index of concern."

Andy, we're having a boy.

You're confident on that?

When they do an amnio, they also do an ultrasound.

See? That's his head.

And that's his arm.

And that's his penis.

It's kind of fuzzy.

Hey, how did they get that picture?

Well, they put some jelly on your stomach and then they pass

some sort of transmitter over it.

- Hmm. - How did you think they took it?

Oh, that'd be preferable. That method.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

All this science, it really keeps you on your toes.

(CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

The D.A. says if this Eddie Wong's cleared on his girlfriend's death,

he'll get relocation for testimony in the bowling alley whack.

The address that Wong gave on this guy that did the homicide

is out in East Orange. So we're coordinating

with the Jersey state police. Wong ready to I.D. the guy?

- HAROLD: Guys? - ANDY: That's the Chow girl's parents.

We're gonna talk to 'em more on the suicide angle.

- I'll take them to coffee room, okay? - Yeah.

BOBBY: Lieu, the medical examiner said those scratches on their daughter's thigh,

he thought might have come from a cat? Those might be hesitation marks.

Someone trying to get the nerve to stab themselves.

- He figured it out during a squash game. - If it was a suicide, where's the knife?

(HAROLD SPEAKING CHINESE)

- RAY: Hey. - James.

These are three more items we realized were taken.

Our insurer says you have to list them before they'll honor our claim.

It's no problem. We can make out a supplementary five.

- How are you feeling today? - I'm upset.

Expect to feel that way a lot, Mrs. Donaldson.

It's natural, with what happened.

- My wife thinks we should move. - I don't feel safe anymore.

I thought since we were coming up here, you could explain to her

that's not necessary.

I don't feel safe.

I think the detectives can explain there's no reason not to feel safe.

The man has agreed to a plea and is in jail.

He is in jail, Mr. Donaldson.

But your wife being frightened is still real.

One way to think of it. Imagine your feelings if, God forbid,

there was a murder in the apartment.

That's right. That's absolutely right. But there wasn't a murder.

And the man who did this is in custody,

and rent-controlled apartments don't fall off trees!

You know, I don't know how many more adjustments I got in me.

And how many more sacrifices!

If I'm going to have to live this way, I wish I'd died.

Detective Lesniak, can you fill out this file for Mrs. Donaldson?

- Sure, James. - Mr. Donaldson, come here.

You know, maybe your wife would feel more secure,

if she knew the neighborhood wasn't going high crime,

or that the break-in came from your whore's pimp.

- Yes. Well, that's not an alternative. - You don't choose to make

that information available, and I'm not gonna sit in judgment.

- Well, I think you are judging me! - No, I'm telling you.

Don't make us your beards.

If you're too cheap to lose your rent control to buy your wife

some peace of mind, or whatever mind games you want to run

because she let you down and got crippled, that's your call!

Don't do it in this house and don't use me and my partner.

- You follow? - Yes.

Do what you want on the street.

But when you're in this building, you act like a man.

Now, go back with your wife.

- This must be a graduation picture. - (HAROLD SPEAKING SPANISH)

"Sun Yat-Sen Middle School Student of the Month."

- Look, Harold. - Yeah.

We'd like you to ask Mr. and Mrs. Chow,

with regards to their daughter's breakup with Eddie Wong.

How upset was Katie about that?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

She won't tell them anything. She know they disapprove.

- So that means she was upset? - (SPEAKING CHINESE)

Now, Harold, I want you to tell Mr. Chow that if this was not a murder,

that we are spending a lot of time and effort here

when we could be out there catching other criminals.

Let him know that neither him or his wife will be in trouble

for not telling us before.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- (SPEAKING CHINESE) - Huh?

Tell police not to look for Eddie Wong no more.

- (SPEAKING CHINESE) - They try to be good parents.

Of course, you did. Yes.

- (SPEAKING CHINESE) - (MRS. CHOW WHIMPERS)

That's the knife their daughter used for the suicide.

- (MR. CHOW CONTINUES SPEAKING CHINESE) - (MR. CHOW CRYING, SOBBING)

HAROLD: Tell the police not to look anymore for Eddie Wong.

(CRIES, SPEAKS CHINESE)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- Hi, Lieu. - Hi, Adrienne.

Hey. James, it's your case. You need to sign the supplemental file.

- Yeah. Thanks for filling that out. - ADRIENNE: You'll give it to the boss?

- Yeah. Thanks, Adrianne. - Some jerk, huh?

- That poor woman's husband? - Yeah.

I mean, I know it's gotta be a tough adjustment for him too.

No, he wasn't bein' straightforward.

He was saying one thing and meaning something else.

Honey this, and that... and meanwhile he was hurting her feelings.

Yeah. Anyway, I enjoyed working with you.

See, I make that another example, Adrianne. The exact same thing.

I don't know what you mean.

Why reach out, saying something like that,

- and meanwhile you think I'm a dope? - I don't think you're a dope.

That is so far off of what I think.

Tell Greg to tell me you're gay. Then I hear rumors you're not gay.

- You should be more straightforward. - James.

I'm not sayin' be straight. Be whatever you want.

I don't know what I am. I said what I said to discourage you.

- Because I didn't think we should go out. - So today, you're gay or you're not?

(SIGHS) Once I said that,

I thought maybe, like I told, like a true lie.

Because I never had a successful relationship with a man.

But I went to a meeting that G.O.A.L.

- The Gay Officers Club? - The Gay Officer Action League.

I didn't feel comfortable there.

And now, since the meeting, I lie awake nights,

'cause what I think is, probably I'm straight.

But I wind up with men that hurt me.

It's my problem, James. I just don't know how to be happy.

Now that you figured that out, you took a vow not to learn?

- Huh? - (CHUCKLES)

- Greg. - Marie?

(BED CREAKS)

- Who's watching the kids? - Connie, from down the block.

Greg, we can't let this happen to us.

I think it has happened, Marie. Me moving in here,

that's... that's just acknowledging the fact.

No! No.

- When you do "blank," I feel "blank." - Marie!

Come on, Greg. When you do "blank," I feel "blank."

Marie, to hell with the marriage counselor!

And to hell with doing "blank."

When you do "blank," I feel "blank."

You're harping, Marie. And that's what I can't stand.

The moment I walk in from work, it's... it's a harping quality.

- When you harp, I feel... - I feel like moving out.

- Good! - When you nag me constantly

- and tell me how broke we are. - Good.

Like you're inside my mind all day, remarking on my shortcomings.

- Go for it, Greg! - When you coach me during sex,

it pisses me off!

Greg?

Do whatever you want.

(PANTS) This is a public area, Marie. People could walk in here any minute.

No more coaching. Take me, Greg.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(MOANING, GRUNTING)

(UP-BEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

So, you worried about your car?

Oh, my car will be fine.

I'm worried about you.

You're worried about me, huh?

I don't want to hurt you, James, if it doesn't work out.

Adrianne, maybe you spend so much time worrying about other people,

you don't think much of yourself.

So you figure only a jerk would ask you out.

The kind of guy that would raise his hand.

Well, I won't raise a hand. And I like you plenty.

I'll tell you something else.

I don't care what Andy and them say about my clothes,

- I got good taste. - (LAUGHS)

I like it when you smile. I like it a lot.

I'm gonna make you smile all the time.

(SIGHS)

Come on inside, James. We'll have some coffee.

I thought you'd never ask.

(KEYS RATTLING)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)