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[suspenseful music plays]

[horn honking]

[indistinct police radio chatter]

- Morning, Bayliss, Pembleton. - What do we got?

Male, partially nude and not much of a face left.

- Meaning? - Meaning he was badly beaten.

- [Bayliss] Hmm. - [flies buzzing]

I'd say very badly.

Looks like a fractured skull.

Wearing some kid of women's lingerie.

Um, actually, that's a teddy.

Now, who was it who found the body?

Uh, Chris Rawls, owner of the Zodiac,

the restaurant that leases the dumpster.

[Bayliss] Okay.

Hey, Julianna.

- Listen... - What?

...you left this, uh...

Oh, shoot. Here you go.

You left these at my apartment, right under the pillow.

You have to give these back to me here?

What? I knew I was gonna see you here. Here.

Just never mind. Put them in my pocket.

Just put them in my pocket. Just never mind. Put them in my pocket.

- Right there. - Okay, okay, okay. Okay. Right.

- We'll talk about this tonight. - Yeah, maybe I'm busy tonight.

[Pembleton] Hey, everything okay?

- [Bayliss] Yeah. - [Pembleton] Okay.

- How you doing? - [Chris] Hi.

You're Chris Rawls?

- Yes, yes. - Right.

And, uh, you found the body?

When I came out to dump last night's trash.

[Bayliss] Uh-huh, and do you have any idea who it might be?

Oh, well, he's kinda hard to recognize.

- [Bayliss] Yeah. - You guys want to talk inside?

I just put on a fresh pot of coffee.

- Yeah. - Okay. Okay.

Um, you know something, I'm gonna be just a second.

- Okay. - Just a second.

Julianna? Uh, Dr. Cox.

- Um, can I talk to you? - What?

[Bayliss] Listen, are you really busy,

or you just don't want to see me tonight?

- What is it? - [Cox sighs]

You know-- Okay, we've been seeing each other every night practically

- for the last three weeks, right? - [Bayliss] Right.

And I don't know. Maybe we just need to take a little time off.

I see, I see. Hey, listen-- hey, listen to me.

Is this about-- is this about me giving you back the earrings here?

You don't let me leave anything at your apartment.

You give everything back to me.

Even things I've given you, you give back to me.

If this is about what happened this morning,

you know, I am sorry about that.

It was just...

- You know what? - [Bayliss] What?

This isn't gonna work out.

Maybe you're right about that. I'll take some time.

Yeah, exactly.

- [Bayliss] Jeez. - What's going on with you and Cox?

Um, we broke up.

What do you mean, you broke up? When were you together?

I don't tell you everything, Frank.

You don't tell me anything.

[theme music plays]

- [phone rings] - [Giardello] Homicide.

[Bayliss] So when was the last time someone checked that dumpster?

Evening before last.

Raymond, the bus boy, usually takes the trash out at closing time.

I took it out this morning because he left early last night.

Thanks, honey.

Do you think this a hate crime?

Uh, the lingerie, the severity of the beating,

maybe, or a sex crime.

Is your restaurant clientele mostly homosexual?

Predominantly, yeah. Why?

I guess what I'm trying to ask is, uh,

whether leaving a body in your dumpster is a sort of message.

Do you have enemies?

Besides Jesse Helms, no.

Do you think this is connected to Philip Robson's murder?

[Pembleton] Who was Philip Robson?

He was a bartender at the White Crow a couple months ago.

- Munch is working the case. Did you know Mr. Robson? - [Chris] Not personally.

But everybody in the community has been following the investigation.

I-- I don't suppose you have a suspect?

[Bayliss] Not at this point, we don't, no.

Have there been incidents at your restaurant?

Fights, for example?

No, this is a quiet neighborhood place.

A little pasta, a little red wine, the best tartufo in Baltimore.

I've seen a few lover's quarrels, but nothing violent.

Well, okay. We appreciate your cooperation.

If there's anything more I can do, please don't hesitate to ask.

I'm sure you're gonna run into some people

who don't have the highest regard

for the Baltimore Police Department.

Relations between your community and mine are a little strained.

Look, Mr. Rawls, we don't have an agenda of any kind. We're just working a murder.

- Two. - [Pembleton] Excuse me?

- Philip Robson. - [Pembleton] Right.

If we, uh, need your help, we'll give you a call.

- Thank you. - [Bayliss] Thank you.

- By the way, Detective? - [Bayliss] Huh?

I like your tie.

Oh, thanks.

- [Pembleton] I thought you were good in there with Rawls. - What are you talking about?

- When he was flirting with you, you didn't lose your head. - [Bayliss] Oh, no, no.

He wasn't flirting with me, Frank. He liked my tie.

I'm just saying that the old Tim Bayliss, um,

might have slugged him instead of shaking his hand.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, what are you saying?

Are you saying that I'm homophobic?

I'm saying that you haven't always been comfortable

with the gay community.

I'm giving you a compliment, all right?

Thank you.

[Stivers] Hey, Meldrick.

- [Lewis] Hey. - [Stivers] What's up with you?

[Lewis] Oh, you know. Same old, same old.

How are things in Sex Crimes?

Oh, a thrill a minute. You should come visit sometime.

Yeah, sometime.

Well, I'm on a case. I gotta go.

- [Lewis] Oh, Terri? - [Stivers] What?

Nothing, I'll, uh, catch you later.

Okay.

- We need to talk. - About what?

Oh, that again?

What, is this some kind of joke to you, huh?

Is this just business as usual?

[Lewis sighs]

Look, if you want to panic, that's fine.

You go ahead. I'm not gonna.

Well, maybe that's your problem, Mike.

Maybe you're just too damn stupid to panic.

Look, I wanna know everything that you know about Georgia Rae.

- Okay? - What's to know, Meldrick?

Before Christmas you told me about this tape,

and you've been duckin' me ever since.

- That's what's to know. - [Kellerman] So?

So?

If Georgia Rae's got videotape

of you shooting her brother Luther,

then we are all in the jackpot, I gotta tell Stivers.

No! I mean, use your head! You and I can handle this. She can't.

Mike, if-- if--

if Georgia Rae has videotape of you shooting Luther Mahoney,

then we need to tell her.

She's in the jackpot, just like you and me.

- We just gotta tell her. She's got a right to know. - Okay, fine.

- I'll take care of it. - How you gonna do that, Mikey?

- Meldrick-- - How you gonna do that?

- How you gonna make this go away? - [Kellerman] Look!

I'll take care of it, okay?

- [suspenseful music plays] - [door slams shut]

- Don't give me that hopeful look, Bayliss. - What?

Your John Doe has every intention of remaining a John Doe for now.

He has no tattoos, no scars, and no past broken bones.

What about time of death?

Given the cold climate, my best estimate from the decomp

- would be 24 to 48 hours. - And what was the cause?

[Cox] The skull was fractured with some kind of blunt object.

And the body was dressed in lingerie probably after death.

So the killer was making a statement.

Hey, is this his chest?

Yeah, I was hoping that there would be lung disease

or some sort of cracked rib, where I could place this fella in the hospital recently.

Sometimes we can get an ID that way,

but, unfortunately, he was in the peak of health.

- So that's it? - Well, he was muscular.

Probably some sort of gym rat.

Uh, he was tan, for January.

He either used a tanning bed or he was way recently on a vacation.

How about the blood work?

There was nothing on the drug screen.

There was a small amount of alcohol

and red wine tannin in his urine

and his last meal was linguine and seafood.

Not very well digested, I'd say about an hour or two before he was killed.

So we're gonna roll into Missing Persons

looking for a muscular, tanned, white male

who liked linguine?

- Best I can do. - [scoffs]

Uh, well, is there any sort of indication that he was gay?

I don't think they have a test for that, Bayliss.

[Higby] This Missing Persons crap, it's all paperwork.

I've been away from Homicide so long,

I feel like a damn missing person my own self.

Okay, for all of Central Maryland

there are 19 white males that might match our body.

Yeah. Here, this guy here weighs 220. You can scratch him.

Yeah, who were the reporting parties?

Wives, brothers, roommates.

Yeah, well, to start, let's figure that, uh,

this guy wasn't turned in by any wife.

- [Pembleton] Right. - Wait a sec.

You're thinking your guy's a corn muffin?

- I'm here after quitting time, busting my hump for some fag? - What are you saying, Higby?

That he's gay, we shouldn't be working this case?

No, don't get all sensitive on me, Bayliss.

Guy's a candyass, he's a candyass. What do I care?

- I get paid either way. - [Bayliss] Well, you know something?

You are a real credit to your badge.

Keep looking.

- [chanting] We're here! We're queer! Get used to it! - [suspenseful music plays]

- We're here! We're queer! Get used to it! - [indistinct].

We're here! We're queer! Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer!

Yes, sir, we have protestors here, too.

Yes, sir.

I understand.

[sighs]

Yeah, I'd like to know about your dinner specials.

Last night and Wednesday night?

Uh, that eliminates

missing adult male number five, Frank.

So we've got 12 to go.

I'm surrounded by fools and assassins!

- [Bayliss] Which am I, Gee? - [Giardello] That depends.

What have you got on the John Doe case?

Well, we ran the prints and there was no match,

so I'm tracking down a missing adult white male.

Frank, he's calling Mount Vernon restaurants,

he's trying to make a match with the menu items

in the victim's stomach contents.

[chuckling]

You know, I got a little bit more media attention

than I can stand on this.

Bodies fall every day in Baltimore.

Bodies fall here, bodies fall there.

Just once, a body falls with lingerie on,

and it's found in a dumpster in a gay neighborhood,

and the whole world's in a frenzy!

Well, I don't really know what to say, Gee,

because we can't start solving a murder until we know who got killed.

- And those are your specials? - [Giardello] Munch.

Is there any connection between this and the Robson case?

Robson was mugged, then he was shot.

Wallet, watch, the whole bit. Straight up robber murder.

- [Giardello] Robson was gay. - I don't think the shooter knew that.

Lieutenant, phone for you. Channel 8.

Tell 'em I'm dead!

Okay, linguine and seafood in a light pesto sauce.

- [Bayliss] Where? - [Pembleton] The Zodiac.

They cooked the linguine and they rented the dumpster.

- Coincidence? - Let's pretend it's a clue.

- Bon appétit. - [Neal] Enough is enough, Al!

[Giardello] Walter, you're a little early for the shift change.

- We got a problem. - Do tell.

Someone on your shift keeps screwing around

- with Detective Landau's laptop computer. - What?

Look, Landau's using it for police work,

and some goof on your shift is using it

to play Minesweeper and Solitaire!

How do you know it's one of my people?

All right, let's call down to the Crime Lab.

I'll get a lab tech up here with some print dust

- and then we'll know. - [Giardello] Calm down, Walter!

Ah, don't jerk me around on this!

- [speaking Italian] - [Neal] Come on!

- [chanting] We're here! We're queer! Get used to it! - [suspenseful music plays]

We're here! We're queer! Get used to it!

[chuckling] What in the hell?

It's my old train set, HO gauge.

Oh, let me guess. You're having an inner child moment?

Nah, I just wanted to see if the set still ran right.

In the coffee room?

Well, I brought it to work, and I told myself

that I was gonna drive to Janine's house today and give it to my kid.

- You know, like a belated Christmas present. - Belated?

I mean, how could she take him away for the holidays like that?

That's the second year in a row that she goes to see her parents.

Yeah, well, maybe you guys need to talk this out.

Well, what I need is a good lawyer.

Oh, I don't know, Paul.

Getting lawyers involved, sometimes things tend to get a lot uglier.

Christmas without my son. Ain't much uglier than that.

No, all's I'm saying is that before you go to war,

maybe you want to try and give peace a chance.

You know, pack this up, go give it to your kid,

and have a long heart to heart with his mother.

You don't know Janine.

Does she love your son?

Well, rely on that much.

Nice caboose.

- [light music plays] - [indistinct chatter]

- I'm sorry I'm late. We're busy today. - Oh, no. We understand.

- Thanks for taking the time. - Absolutely.

Okay, these are, uh,

adult white males

between the ages of 18 and 45, all reported missing.

- Do you recognize any of these? - That's Alan Costello.

- [Pembleton] You know him? - Yeah, he owns a nightclub on Park.

The Carnivale. He comes in here all time.

[Pembleton] How about the night before last?

Yes, he--

Was that Alan in the dumpster?

[Pembleton] Who'd he have dinner with?

Oh, I don't know. I didn't recognize the kid.

He was just another one of Alan's hustlers.

Alan went out with hustlers?

Well, no, not like that.

He was very generous. He was always trying to help these kids.

Give them a free meal, a place to stay, and sometimes a job.

Well, his brother was the one who reported him missing.

- I didn't know he had a brother. - Yeah.

Alan Costello lives with his brother Sam,

- at 528 Cathedral, apartment 5B. - [scoffs]

- We haven't talked to Sam yet. - [Pembleton] What?

- Sam Farrell. - [Pembleton] Farrell?

Alan's lover, Sam.

He's an accountant and still afraid

of what people will think when-- If they know he's gay.

Okay, so Sam reports Alan missing,

and he lied about his relationship.

Aside from being discreet, he probably thought he'd get more of a police response

if he didn't emphasize the gay aspect.

- I can't blame him. - Yeah, we're working this case the same as we would any other.

He does the books at night at The Carnivale.

I'll go along there with you. He's a friend.

If I come along, chances are you'll get better results.

Noreen, may I have my jacket?

I'll be back to close.

[upbeat music plays]

Greg?

Greg! Is Sam working?

I'll meet you back there.

- [Bayliss] Know what I think? - [Pembleton] What?

- I said you know what I think? - [Pembleton] What?

I think that no matter what else you say,

these people, they really know

how to make the night time count.

I mean, look at this place.

You know, they're having a hell of a good time here.

Yeah, although on the other hand,

I could go the rest of my life without seeing two men, you know, dancing together.

Oh, you gotta have an open mind, you know?

I'm not saying there's anything wrong with it,

I just don't wanna stand around watching, okay?

- Hey. - [Pembleton] Hey.

- [Baylis] Hi. - You two together?

- Yeah, we're joined at the hip. - Ah, what a shame.

[Chris] Detective Pembleton.

I'm Sam Farrell.

Okay, I'm Detective Bayliss. Detective Pembleton.

- Hello, sir. - [Bayliss] Baltimore Homicide.

You found Alan?

Uh, well, possibly, yes, sir.

He was murdered?

[Bayliss] The body that we found was murdered.

We were hoping you could make an identification.

Uh, he was six foot, muscular, tan.

I'll tell you, we're gonna go to the morgue

and maybe you can make a positive identification.

Look, I gotta keep my name out of this.

- I'm from Glen Burnie, for God's sakes. - [Chris] Oh, Sam.

Listen, Alan was at the restaurant the night before last.

He was with some kid, some new kid I didn't recognize.

- He tell you who he was? - [Sam] I don't know.

It's not just about you anymore.

There's a predator out there. It affects all of us.

[Pembleton] Do you know who Alan was with that night, Mr. Farrell?

No.

He'd stopped telling me about these boys.

- I would get angry. - Why?

He was on a mission to save these kids,

whether they wanted saving or not.

Of course, I got angry. I just wanted him to stay home.

Okay. Come on.

[sighs]

- [door creaking] - [Falsone sighs]

- Yeah? - [Falsone] Who the hell are you?

- Who the hell are you? - Paul?

[Falsone] What's this braindead doing here, Janine? Where's Danny?

- Don't you talk to me like-- - [Falsone] I'm talking to my wife.

Terry, give us a minute, huh?

I'll be right in, okay?

Who's Terry? And where's my son?

Daniel's asleep. And you have no right to be here.

- It's not your night to see him. - I came to see you.

This is not a good time.

You living with this hump? What's his name? Terry what?

Brown. Not that that's any of your business.

And no, I'm not living with him. Not that that's any of your business either.

He's spending time with my son. Come on, that is my business.

Why am I standing out here in the freezing cold arguing with you?

Good night, Paul.

Wait, I'm sorry, Janine.

I'm sorry. I just want to talk to you.

Do you mind?

You can't come over without calling. I got a life.

I know that. I'm sorry.

When can I see you?

Why don't you meet me for lunch tomorrow?

Hey...

um...

tell Daniel that I miss him.

[door creaks shut]

[sighs] Oh, man.

- [Stivers] Meldrick, hi. - [Lewis] Hey.

[sighs] I should've called, but, uh--

- No, it's okay. What's up? - We need to talk.

Come on in.

- Everything all right? - Nope.

I mean, you know, it will be okay, we just gotta--

- What is it? - [sighs]

Georgia Rae has a videotape of Luther's shooter.

- What? - [Lewis] Yeah.

Old Luther had video surveillance all around his apartment.

I mean, you know, uh, it doesn't necessarily mean we're screwed.

- He did have a gun in his hand and the tape will show that. - You haven't seen the tape?

No.

So far all you know,

it'll show Kellerman executing Luther,

and you and I standing by doing nothing.

[Lewis] No. The man had the gun raised.

Kellerman can delude himself, Meldrick.

You can, too. I was there!

- What does she want? - [Lewis chuckles]

We don't know.

So far, she's been stringing Mikey along

for a couple weeks.

He has known about it that long and he didn't say anything?

- Mikey will handle the situation. - No!

It was my decision to come tell you this, all right?

Mikey didn't even want you in on it at all.

Right, so I'm supposed to be grateful to you

because you came and told me the truth?

You know, I knew telling you this, you were gonna react like this.

But I told you anyway. What does that say?

[Stivers] You, me, and Kellerman.

We are gonna meet, we're gonna talk.

I want to hear from his mouth how he's gonna handle this situation.

[Cox] His face is pretty badly beaten.

Can you identify the body, Mr. Farrell?

Alan has three moles, sort of a triangle on his lower back.

- If I could just see-- - [Cox] Can you help me roll him, please?

[quiet suspenseful music plays]

Can I touch him?

It's him. It's Alan.

Are you sure?

We were together for 12 years.

Alan didn't deserve this.

I want you to find the son of a bitch who killed my husband.

Alan and Sam were together for 12 years.

That's longer than most marriages I know.

Marriage is not guaranteed for anything.

Longevity, happiness.

12 years, I never even dated anyone half that long.

- [Pembleton] You haven't met the right woman. - You know what?

Sometimes I think these guys, they got a--

they got an interesting take on the whole relationship thing.

[Pembleton] These guys? Gay guys?

I mean, right off the bat, two guys, they got a lot in common.

They know what it's like to wake up in the morning as a guy.

They got the same anatomy, same hormones.

They take a leak, they shower, they wash the same body.

Now, I can imagine waking up with a woman,

but I can't imagine waking up as a woman.

Well, isn't that the point?

[Bayliss] Same with the conversations.

See? They'd be easier, they'd be more direct.

- Just like you and me right now. - Just like you and me what?

Just like the conversation that you and me,

we're having right here and we're talking about, we're sharing with each other,

we're-- we're-- we're-- we're sharing our thoughts with each other, Frank.

Now, with a woman, you're gonna have to censor yourself. You've gotta censor yourself.

All the time, you're worrying about that no matter what you say,

that she is gonna be taking it all the wrong way.

- You know that. - [Pembleton] Hang on, hang on.

Mary and I talk about what's on our mind all the time.

- See, it's the individuals, not the gender. - [Bayliss] Yeah.

- But can you and Mary borrow each other's clothes? - [Pembleton sighs]

Two men living together, you can borrow that other guy's clothes.

So you're done, right? You're done?

I'm just speaking my mind here, Frank.

I can do that with you because you are a man.

Well, pretend I'm a woman. That way, you can keep your thoughts to yourself, okay?

[driver] Hey, guys.

How much?

- [man] How about 50? - [driver] Get in.

Sure, I know Alan.

Everybody knows Alan. He's a real sweetheart.

Mm-hmm. When was the last time you saw him?

A couple nights ago. It was cold.

He let a couple of us in the club for free so we could warm up.

- You ever go out to dinner with Alan? - Me? No.

No? You know anyone who did?

Uh...

- Hm? - ...I don't think so.

So the last time you saw Alan Costello, who was he with?

- [hustler] The new boy. - The new boy?

You know the one, Varika? Has the hair, has the clothes.

- He's only been in town a few weeks. - Mm-hmm.

Always talking like Mr. Bigshot until the check comes,

- and then he's missing in action. - Mm-hmm, that new [indistinct],

He's always talking about how everything's always so much better

- up in San Francisco. - Uh-huh, that's the one.

- [Pembleton] So what's his name? - Kevin.

- I think his name is Peter. - Roger.

Mm-mm. It might be Steven.

The guy you're looking for is Peter Fields.

He's from California.

He's always making a big play about his rich trade,

but he's usually on the street like the rest of us.

So where do we find this Peter Fields?

He hangs out at Floss.

- [Bayliss] Floss? - New club over on Charles.

[upbeat music plays]

Yeah, I know Peter Fields.

He was mouthing off about how he had a date with Costello.

- [Pembleton] You remember when this was? - Two nights ago.

Fields is always bragging about his sugar daddies, but he's a total fake.

He's got a messed up head.

You think that he was capable of murder?

I think he's capable of anything.

But you still let him in your club?

He's got the face, he's got the body.

To meet a guy like Fields, that's why they come here in the first place, Detective.

[suspenseful music plays]

You figured out how you're gonna turn me to IID yet?

- Cut the crap, Mike. - We just want to talk, that's all.

You shouldn't have told her.

Can't be turning on each other like this, you know?

We gotta stick together or we're gonna lose control.

Georgia Rae Mahoney releases that tape,

she sends it to Internal, or worse,

she sends it to the local news, we're all done as cops.

[Kellerman] Right, and you go to Giardello, what's the difference?

It's us coming clean. It's a different story.

[Kellerman] No, it's no different.

So what? So what? So we avoid criminal charges?

Don't you understand? We're still gonna be asked to resign from the force.

So we stay on the job, knowing that this tape is out there,

knowing we can be blackmailed at any time?

Georgia Rae ain't asked for nothing yet,

but that don't mean she won't.

How far is this going, Mike?

[Kellerman] You know what? It's not going anywhere.

Do you really think that of me?

I mean, do you think that I'd be willing to compromise my badge?

Do you think that I'd go on her payroll? Do you?

What do you want me to do?

I don't want to live with this over my head, Mikey.

[sighs] Fine.

I'll go talk to Georgia Rae.

Okay? I'll force her hand.

She's got a tape, she doesn't got a tape, it doesn't matter.

She's not getting anything from us.

[suspenseful music plays]

[chanting] We're here! We're queer! Get used to it!

We're here! We're queer! Get used to it!

- Do we have a positive ID on the victim? - Alan Costello.

We also have a suspect, Gee, a-- a--

- a hustler by the name of Peter Fields. - [Giardello] He has a record?

Well, when I ran him through the computer,

I came up with an outstanding warrant in the State of California.

Peter Fields is wanted as a material witness

in the murder of a gay man in Venice Beach, California.

- Bring him in. - [Pembleton] Okay.

Something doesn't make sense.

See, Peter Fields was arrested in Baltimore

a couple weeks back for solicitation,

and I don't know why the California warrant never came up.

Talk to the arresting officer and find out what the hell happened.

- Okay, okay. - We'll do it.

[slow jazz music plays]

- Hey, can I get a brandy? - [bartender] Coming up.

- Hey. - Hey.

Brother. You're in that kind of a mood?

Yeah. That kind of a mood.

[bartender] Here you go.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- Here's to you and me, Julie C. - Sir.

Eh.

So tell me a little bit about your day. Take my mind off of mine.

[Cox] Me?

Uh, nothing special.

Cut open a few bodies,

broke up with Bayliss.

You-- you what?

[Cox] I cut open a few bodies.

You broke up with Bayliss?

When were you-- when were you together?

We were kinda seeing each other over the holidays.

[Lewis] So, what happened?

I don't know, the holidays are over.

Man...

Oh, I mean, come on, Bayliss is, you know, he's a nice guy.

It was fun. A good, fun Christmas.

- Fun? - [Cox] Yeah.

You know, come New Year's, it's over.

- Come New Year's? - [Cox] Yeah.

So you and him were just together

just 'cause you didn't want to be alone

when Santa came down the chimney?

Yeah, Lewis, is that so wrong?

No, man. Why do you think I'm still married?

- Bayliss? - [chuckling]

[thunder rumbling]

[Pembleton] Yo, Hoskins.

Peter Fields, you picked him up two weeks ago for solicitation?

- Fields? - Yeah.

I remember that guy. Attitude problem.

You remember the attitude problem,

but you didn't remember running him through the computer?

- What are you talking about? - He had a warrant in California.

If you checked him out, you would've known that,

but since you didn't, he got a chance to ice somebody else.

Hey, slow down, Detective. I ran the check.

[Bayliss] Well, why is he still in Baltimore?

Because California wouldn't pay to extradite him, that's why.

Happens all the time.

The way they see it, he's our problem now.

So you went ahead and released a suspected killer back into the neighborhood?

- Is that it? - What else am I supposed to do?

I got no evidence against him.

It was obviously a low-profile case

as far as California was concerned.

[suspenseful music plays]

[intense music plays]

- [Bayliss] Peter Fields here? - He's at the bar.

- Okay, let's do it! Come on, stay close. - [upbeat dance music plays]

- That him? - Yeah.

[Bayliss] Hey, you Peter Fields?

For you, I'll be anybody you want.

Okay. You're under arrest. Put your hands on the bar.

Peter, you got the right to remain silent.

Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Let's get out of here. You've got the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney, one will be provided for you by the state.

You understand?

- What's in the box? - [Falsone] Christmas gift for Daniel.

Oh, great.

- [Falsone] Thanks. - [Janine] I've gotta get back.

So what did you want to talk to me about?

- Daniel. - Daniel?

- He's fine. - [Falsone] I know.

I want to talk about seeing more of him.

Like when? You see him every other weekend.

[Falsone] I want him to stay with me during the week some time.

Um, at least give it a try.

- Who's gonna drive him to day care? - [Falsone] I will.

- I don't know, Paul. - I miss him.

I'm not saying he doesn't like seeing you, Paul,

because he does,

but now you want to disrupt his schedule even more.

I'm his father, I'm not a disruption to his schedule.

He's three. He doesn't respond well to change.

What about this guy you're seeing, huh?

- You're gonna tell me he's not a disruption? - Well, Daniel loves Terry.

Just like Daniel loved Andy?

- That's not fair. - [Falsone] What?

- You told me you were gonna marry him. - Don't throw that at me.

I'm worried about who my son is spending his time with.

- You got nothing to worry about. - Oh, no?

Well, somebody does, because obviously you don't.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. - [Janine] Forget it, Paul.

- I just-- I just want to spend more time with my son. - No. No.

You're not gonna let me see him, I'm gonna get a lawyer, Janine,

- and I'm gonna sue for joint custody. - Go ahead and try.

And from now on, you got something to say to me, you call my lawyer.

- [suspenseful music plays] - [Falsone sighs]

[Georgia] Detective Kellerman, have a seat.

I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. What can I do for you?

Here's the deal.

You go ahead.

You show that videotape to anybody that you want to.

I don't care.

Whatever's on that tape, whatever that might mean to me

or to anyone else, it's worthless to you.

You go ahead and you take me down if you want.

As long as your bastard brother is still dead, it's worth it.

Killing him meant that much to you?

[Kellerman] Yeah. I guess it did.

Even if it means throwing away your badge?

If that's what it takes.

You do whatever you want to do.

It's over for me.

You and I have no reason to ever see each other again.

- You understand? - [chuckling]

[bell tolling]

Why did you do it?

Alan Costello was trying to help you.

[scoffs] I didn't need his help.

[Bayliss] Well, why'd you kill him?

I guess you guys don't do this much, huh? It's a little uncomfortable.

Answer my question.

Or what, Detective?

You'll smack me around, hurt me?

Why don't you tell me what Alan Costello's wallet and watch were doing

in your apartment?

I never said he wasn't in my apartment.

- [Bayliss] Well, what was he doing there? - I asked him to come in.

- I said I wanted to talk to him. - So you killed him instead?

By the way, we found a hammer under your bed

with Alan Costello's blood on it.

Listen, why did you dress up the body in lingerie,

- Mr. Fields? - [Peter scoffs]

It was a nice touch, don't you think?

Special.

So you admit that you murdered Costello, right?

[clears throat] If you already know so much what do you need me for?

Huh?

Unless you're enjoying this, Detective.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we're loving every minute of this.

- [Peter laughs] - Mm-hmm.

You can blow me off, but I see that look in your eyes.

What look is that, Mr. Fields?

You think I'm attractive, don't you?

[laughing]

You like my eyes?

My mouth? Most guys, they love this mouth.

- [Pembleton] Is that so? - I wasn't talking to you.

- I was talking to him. - [Pembleton laughs]

What about my body, Detective?

- It's all muscle. - Well, your body looks strong.

- [Peter] You like that, don't you? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, it's strong enough to smash in someone else's skull.

[Peter laughs]

I've got the best ass in the business. You like my ass, too?

We're here to talk about a murder, Mr. Fields.

We're not here to talk about your ass.

[Peter] I'll talk about your murder all you want.

- Once you answer my question. - [Bayliss sighs]

Why don't you answer my question, Mr. Fields?

Did you kill Costello?

- You answer my question, I'll answer yours. - [sighs]

Do you like my ass?

Hmm...

Yeah, I do.

Nah.

I want to hear you say it.

You like...

my nice, hard ass.

[sighs]

I like...

your nice, hard ass.

[laughing]

- Did you kill Alan Costello? - [Peter] Yeah.

- [Bayliss] You did. - I killed him.

He was a flaming faggot! A queer!

Just like you, Mr. Fields?

[scoffs] You think I'm like those freaks?

I'm not gay. I know exactly who I am.

I am a normal, red blooded, heterosexual man.

- So, you told Georgia Rae we weren't gonna play? - Yeah, I told her.

- And? What'd she say? - [sighs]

Look, she didn't say much of anything.

What the hell that's supposed to mean?

Meldrick, look, I called her bluff, right?

If she had a tape, don't you think she'd have done something by now?

- [Lewis] I don't know. - You don't know?

[Lewis] I don't know!

Meldrick, you and I were partners. We used to trust each other.

Do you think that I was wrong to shoot Luther?

- I'm not saying you were wrong. - [Kellerman] Then what?

I'm just saying-- I'm saying I wouldn't have done it.

[siren wailing in distance]

We have one of the best wine lists in Baltimore.

If you drink French reds.

Oh, yeah, I've been known to drink some reds.

- Yeah? - [Bayliss] Yeah.

Well, the offer's open.

- How about tonight? - Well, sure, that'd be great.

Great. Okay. What time tonight?

- Eight o'clock? - Eight o'clock. All right. I'll be there.

- Great. - Okay.

- [Chris] Detective Pembleton, nice to see you. - Nice to see you, too.

What was that all about?

Oh, uh, what?

What did, uh, what did he want?

Nothing special, just, uh, he invited me to dinner.

- [Pembleton] What do you mean he invited you to dinner? - He invited me to dinner.

[Pembleton] Like a dinner date dinner?

He really didn't specify that, Frank.

Uh, well I-- I don't think that's a--

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Would you excuse us, please?

Why not?

Well, I don't think he's expecting

exactly what it is that you're expecting.

- How do you know what I'm expecting? - What are you trying to say?

Oh, man. It's sour.

Tim, he's a man.

- He's a gay man. - Can't put anything by you, Frank.

Okay, let me just get this straight.

As of yesterday, you were sleeping with Julianna Cox, right?

And now, today, all of a sudden, you're going on dates with a,

you know, with a gay man?

Is that it?

I'm not gay, if that's what you're asking.

Then what are you doing?

- [laughing] - [laughing] I don't know.

I mean, I don't know, I'm just trying to figure it all out.

I don't know if you've noticed this, Frank,

but I haven't really been happy for a long time.

So I am going to have dinner with Chris Rawls,

who I find intelligent and funny,

and we're gonna drink some wine, and we're gonna laugh,

talk, enjoy ourselves,

be happy.

Is something wrong with that?

Huh?

[scoffs] No.

I don't think so either.

Package for you, Kellerman.

Right. And what time was that?

Uh-huh, right.

Can I call you right back?

Thanks.

[tense music plays]

[Georgia] Hello, Kellerman.

Are you excited to see me again?

I can imagine how fast your heart is beating.

Blood pressure up, adrenaline racing.

Well, you can relax.

I made this videotape to tell you that there is no videotape.

There is no videotape.

I gave Luther the surveillance system as a gift,

but he never turned it on.

He didn't like the idea of being recorded.

The reason I told you there was a videotape

was because I wanted to see your reaction.

I wanted to know if you really murdered my brother.

Now I know that you did.

And trust me, I will avenge my brother's death.

You'll never see it coming.

Time will go by, you'll drop your guard, you'll forget about me.

But I won't forget about you.

And when you stop looking over your shoulder,

when you think I can't possibly be a threat any more,

that's when I'll have my revenge.

And believe me, I will have my revenge.

Bye for now, Detective.

[tense music plays]

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