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[aria in other language plays]

[sirens wailing]

[aria continues]

[horn blares]

Do not move, place your hands on the steering wheel of the car.

Do not move.

[officer] Step out of the car.

I am so sorry.

- It was an accident. - [officer] Hands up, please.

- [woman sobs] - [officer] Keep your hands up!

She was driving like a crazy woman!

Step out of the car. Unhook your seatbelt.

[laughs] You will have to assist me.

[theme music plays]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Going down, Detective?

Yes. Thank you.

What's in the box?

- My dowry. - Oh.

Had to clear your things out of the captain's office, huh?

- [elevator dinging] - Make way for your replacement?

Uh, what floor, Detective?

Uh, were you given a choice?

Arson? Vice?

Back to Narcotics.

Sex crimes are always fun.

Or if you want, I can see about placing you in Missing Persons.

We never filled my old position after I made lieutenant.

I'm going to the second floor, Gaffney.

Homicide.

I was in Homicide once.

I remember.

Want me to carry that?

- Nope. - You sure?

It's not too much for you to handle?

I'm sure.

Sometimes people take on more than they can carry.

More authority, more responsibility.

They get by for a while,

but sooner or later they drop the box.

Or the ball.

Like letting the sniper kill nine people

before he gets caught.

Letting the same sniper shoot himself

while he's being arrested? [laughs]

- [elevator dings] - Excuse me.

Where were you when he pulled the trigger?

Get off my floor, Gaffney!

I'm a lieutenant now, Giardello.

That makes us equals. You cannot order me anywhere.

- Get off this floor! - So long, detective.

[Gaffney cackles]

Welcome to the rank and file, Megan.

You okay?

First day of school, there's bound to be a bully.

Where should I put my stuff?

Well, just leave it in my office for now.

When I get back we'll find you a desk.

Why, you going somewhere?

Barnfather, upstairs.

Lucky me.

[indistinct chatter]

Lewis, Kellerman, you up for a little road trip?

Well, it depends where to.

Hazleton, Pennsylvania, suit you all right?

What's in Hazleton?

Who. Rose Halligan?

My Rose Halligan?

How many Rose Halligans are there with husbands

who were bludgeoned to death three weeks ago?

And we searched the bowels of Baltimore for that lady.

I'd about given up.

Our colleagues in Hazleton found her for you.

She drove herself into a fire hydrant.

Your job is go and get Mrs. Halligan,

escort her back for questioning.

You think you can handle that?

Pick up a woman and bring her home?

That's an average date for "The Kellermeister."

I'd go myself, except I gotta back Gee while he's out of the office.

Are you the primary on this one?

[Kellerman] Yeah, I'm the primary.

Good.

Howard has no sense of humor.

Yeah, she's a sergeant. She takes herself seriously.

And that's the worst type of person to be.

- Especially in Homicide. - What road are we on?

In this job, you gotta be able to howl at yourself,

or otherwise you die inside.

Wait, if we stay on I-83 we go right through Harrisburg.

Yeah, what's so special about Harrisburg?

The Enchanted Forest.

- Excuse me? - The Enchanted Forest.

I went there every year with my dad

when I was a little kid.

They got Jack's Beanstalk,

Rapunzel's Tower and the Three Little Bears.

- Three Little Bears? - Yeah, we-- we gotta turn off.

You have to see this place.

It's Wednesday afternoon.

We're on a work-related mission

involving the careful retrieval

of a violent criminal,

and you wanna stop and see Goldilocks and the Three Bears.

The coolest thing there is Neptune's Castle.

How old are you, Kellerman?

Now look, inside they have

this 1,000-pound swordfish, right?

It's stuffed and it's hanging from the ceiling.

It was caught by King Neptune himself.

Right, take Exit 12.

- [Lewis] Nah. - Come on! Please!

I said no, man.

- Why not? - Hey, look.

You may be the primary on this one, okay?

But I guarant-damn-tee you one thing,

if anything screws up whatsoever,

if we're even five minutes late,

it's my ass that Howard's gonna wanna reel in.

Hook, line and sinker.

I never should have let you drive.

[indistinct chatter]

[distant phone ringing]

Gee still upstairs?

Oh, yeah. Looks that way.

He's been gone for over an hour.

So what do you think?

Is that a good sign or is that a bad sign?

- I think that's good. - Yup.

I think that's a good sign too.

So that decides it, right? Gee's got the job?

Gee's got what job?

Oh, the, uh...

you know.

- Oh. - Nothing's official.

He went on the interview.

He's been upstairs awhile.

Well, I just hope he gets down here soon.

'Cause he's got to assign me a desk.

- Megan, you know... - Hmm.

...we all know you've been shafted.

Tim, don't worry about it, okay?

Seriously.

Getting demoted was the best thing

that could have happened to me.

I have a life now and I don't have to take

any more crap from you guys.

Hmm. Okay, here's a frightening thought, okay?

- Gee goes upstairs... - [Pembleton] Yes?

[Bayliss] Right?

Okay, that leaves his current position open.

- [Pembleton] Yes. - [Bayliss] Right.

So, it is up for grabs.

Kay's a sergeant. She's next in line.

No thanks.

I vote for anarchy.

Maybe I'll fill the position.

Lieutenant Tim Bayliss.

[giggling and snorting]

It kinda has a ring to it, I think, don't you?

What makes you think they're gonna use one of us, huh?

They'll probably bring somebody in from outside.

You know the bosses. Someone from another unit?

How's that ring your bell, Tim?

[scoffs] I was just kidding.

Come on, Brodie, where is the damn...

Hey! Ho! What's the ruckus here, huh?

- Have you seen Brodie? - No.

- Hey! - Look at this.

The kid's got more videos

than I got at my local Blockbuster!

Well, which one do you want?

Crime scene footage

- for the Krieg trial. - Krieg?

That's that attorney that killed his own partner?

Yeah, after a year of pilfering funds

from their own law firm to support his junk habit, yes.

She found out he killed her.

Well, I'll help you look.

It's in one of these blue boxes!

Danvers is coming here in one hour to help me rehearse.

I go on the stand this afternoon!

All right, calm down, we'll find it.

[sighs] You know, Brodie, he doesn't like me.

He knows I need the tape, he knows it's important.

You ask for something, you get it.

Pembleton speaks, he quakes under his cap.

But not for Munch, no.

He probably hid the video tape on purpose!

Ever wonder what JH stands for?

I'll tell you what JH stands for.

You wanna know what JH stands for--

Is that what you're looking for?

You're a goddess. Thank you, Kay.

[romantic music and moaning over TV]

Whoa!

Munch, turn that off. That's disgusting.

Munch, please, huh?

Munch!

Okay, I'm leaving.

Kay, if you see Brodie, tell him I need that tape, please!

[hits desk] Thanks.

[moaning continues]

Here we are, beautiful downtown Hazleton.

Look at this Police Headquarters.

The size of a Gulf station.

It's proportional to the crime rate.

Nothing happens here.

Yeah, well, our runaway widow's probably the biggest thing

to hit town this century.

They'll probably be sorry to see her go.

Hello!

You guys from Baltimore, here to pick up Rose Halligan?

That's correct. I'm Detective Lewis, this is Detective--

- [officer] You can't have her. - What do you mean?

Regulations stipulate a policewoman escorts a female prisoner.

Meet Detective Michelle Kellerman.

- Hi. - You're not a woman.

I used to be.

[Lewis] So as far as I'm concerned,

you ain't got but four real sports.

Just like you got your four basic food groups.

You got your football, basketball,

baseball and hockey.

That's it.

One, two, three, four.

Fishing don't count,

badminton don't count, volleyball,

ice fishing, skiing, golf.

That's what you call your hobbies, your recreational activities.

[Kellerman] Look, deep sea fishing is not a hobby!

[Lewis] Well, it ain't a sport, either, sport.

You okay back there?

Is the breeze too strong? You want me to close the window?

[Lewis] She's fine. She's lucky she ain't driving in the paddy wagon.

[Kellerman] If the breeze is too strong,

I can close the window.

She's happy as a clam.

Ain't you, Mrs. Halligan?

- Is it okay if I talk? - [Lewis] Sure. Sure.

The more the merrier.

Back there in Hazleton, they told me to zip it.

Well, you know those good old boys,

they don't really appreciate language.

Talk all you want.

[sighs] Arthur wouldn't agree with either of you.

- [Lewis] Arthur? - My husband.

Oh, right. The dearly departed.

Listen, I don't suppose there's any point in me asking

whether or not you killed him, is there?

- No. - Right, I didn't think so.

[truck horn blares]

In Arthur's mind, there's only one sport worth watching, and that's golf.

- Golf! - [Lewis chuckles]

I'm gonna have to agree with Lewis on that one.

Golf is definitely not a sport.

It is to Arthur.

Was to Arthur.

That's one of the things we started fighting about, weekends.

Whenever there was golf, he watched.

Didn't matter what player or in which tournament.

And that was fine with me, except on Sundays.

I like to listen to operas in the afternoon.

Sing along with my records.

Arthur always said I sang too loud.

I listened when his golf was on.

Arthur told me to keep it down.

That one Sunday, I said no.

"No, no, no, I won't."

Arthur raised the volume on the television set,

so I turned the phonograph up and sang...

♪ Louder ♪

Then he upped the volume again on the TV and I sang...

♪ Higher! Higher! ♪

On and on we went until the neighbors came knocking.

Mrs. Kateb, next door, called the police,

said we were causing a disturbance.

I got so mad.

I broke my La Sonnambula.

I picked up the pieces and buried them in the backyard.

I loved that record so much.

[sings aria]

So, I am in no mood to get lost.

That next day, which I did,

which is not like me, not at all.

Night, actually.

Monday nights, I teach the Purdy sisters.

They live in Eldersburg out past Randallstown.

They have a beautiful piano.

And they have beautiful voices to match,

just like little angels.

Takes me 40 minutes to drive each way.

Worth the trip though just to hear them sing.

I usually take my own car, but she's in the shop,

so I had to borrow Arthur's Buick.

Arthur doesn't like to loan me his car.

Let me guess, Arthur always said you couldn't drive?

How did you know that?

We hear about your little mishap up in Hazleton.

- Mm-hmm? Really? - [Kellerman] Don't worry.

It's nothing to be embarrassed about.

I'm sure you're a better driver than Detective Lewis.

By any chance,

is there a Wiley's coming up on this stretch?

They make a tuna melt that is out of this world.

If there's one thing I will miss while I'm away,

it'll be that Wiley's tuna melt.

[Kellerman] I think there's one in Timonium.

You don't suppose we could stop for supper?

[Lewis] No.

We got a rendezvous with Sergeant Howard.

Sergeant Howard.

Anyway, I borrow Arthur's Buick,

I'm on my way to Eldersburg and I get lost.

Which, as I mentioned, I never get lost.

Arthur even says that I have a good sense of direction.

Can't steer too well, but I always know where I'm going.

This time, though...

it's raining, it's dark.

I lose my bearings,

turn off the beltway too soon, I suspect.

Now it's 7:30.

I'm lost, I'm late for my lesson

and I promise you I am never late.

I have been late maybe twice in my life.

It's my policy.

See, I think you can tell a lot about a person

by how prompt they are.

Whether they are early, late, or right on time.

Early is best. Right on time is uptight.

And late is downright rude.

Especially when you get paid by the hour.

I did not want to keep those students waiting.

- [Lewis] Ma'am? Ma'am! Ma'am. - Yes?

I don't mean to be rude or anything,

but could you give it a rest?

Excuse me.

My partner gets these headaches, migraines.

They're very painful. They make him a little snappy.

- I'm talking too much. - Yes.

That's what the police in Hazleton said.

Arthur, too.

Entering Harrisburg. Hmm.

Don't even think about it.

Arthur always said I talked too much.

Well, why not? We're way ahead of schedule.

We got time to spare.

Arthur said I was a chatterbox.

What about Mrs. Halligan, here, huh?

You ever think about that?

We got a wanted felon in our midst.

Where is she gonna go? Right, Rose?

I would like to use the toilet.

[indistinct] All those in favor of stopping.

That settles it.

Detective Munch, how would you describe security

at the parking garage where Emily Marech was murdered?

Tight. Only employees of the law firm had access.

And how do the attorneys at Creek, Whites and Marech

get into the garage?

Can you describe the system?

The employees have computerized parking passes,

small white cards.

They hold them in front of a monitor.

And the gate opens.

- Is this one of those parking passes? - It is.

Do you recognize this particular pass,

the keychain attached?

I do. It was at the crime scene.

Lying behind the left rear wheel of Marech's Mercedes.

We believe the assailant dropped it as he fled the scene.

And does this card correspond

to a particular parking spot, Detective Munch?

Space number 103.

And who parks in space number 103?

The defendant, Samuel Krieg.

And where in the garage, exactly is this parking space?

One floor down from the crime scene.

Nowhere near where you found the pass?

No.

The technicians at the lab found

only one set of fingerprints on this card.

- Is that correct? - Yes.

And whose prints were they, Detective Munch?

The defendant, Mr. Krieg.

- How'd I do? - Excellent.

You might want to take your glasses off.

Jurors like to see eyes.

Other than that, don't change a thing.

We'll show Brodie's videotape of the crime scene

to back up your testimony about the parking pass.

So, Ed, it's kinda fun putting other lawyers in jail, huh?

See you at the trial, Munch.

[distant phone ringing]

[Brodie clears throat]

[Brodie sniffs]

Detective Munch?

What's the matter, Brodie? You call me Detective, I know something's amiss.

No, it's about the tape that you need for court today.

- You lost it? - No, I didn't--

I told you to keep it in a safe place, didn't I?

- The-- the tape is right here. - Oh.

All I'm saying is, we need to discuss it.

Okay, discuss.

[typewriter clacking]

Alone.

Alone.

You got me so jacked about this tape,

I wanted to check it again.

Make sure everything was there,

all the footage was there and nothing was screwy.

- And? - Well, see for yourself.

What's wrong with this picture?

- Shaky camera work? - Yeah, I wish.

I don't know. It looks fine to me.

Well look again, behind the back wheel.

Look closer.

The parking pass. Where's the parking pass?

It's not there.

Of course it is. I saw it with my own two eyes.

- Rewind! - I'm telling you, this is all I've got.

It's not there.

It was right...

here!

Right here!

The first thing I noticed when I got to the scene!

What's it do, disappear?

Look, I got there after you, remember?

By about ten minutes?

Remember Officer, uh, Thorne?

The rookie with the big ears?

Well, after I looked at this, I went to go talk to him,

cover my ass before talking to you.

Turns out, he took the pass.

Took it?

Yeah, he put it in a baggie

and took it to his squad car for safekeeping.

And that was before I even got there and got the chance--

All right, all right. Lose the tape.

- What? - Lose it!

Erase it! Melt it down.

As far as we're concerned,

the tape never existed, okay?

We show that tape in the courtroom,

the defense is gonna say the pass was never there.

Yeah, but what about all the other evidence?

What about the paper trail,

and there's fingerprints in the car.

They're gonna claim that we planted the parking pass,

tampered with evidence.

They'll claim improper procedure.

Then everything becomes suspect.

You know what that means?

Juries don't trust cops.

Krieg will walk!

I gotta go tell Danvers to keep that video tape

out of the courtroom!

- We gotta show it. - Show what?

My tape!

What tape? We don't have any tape.

Munch! Munch!

[carnival music plays]

[Kellerman] I can't believe it.

What happened?

The swordfish is gone, Mr. King?

Stolen. About seven years back.

- Somebody stole the swordfish? - Yep.

How do you walk off with a 1000-pound fish?

[Mr. King] You got me.

I'll never be able to replace her, either.

They don't grow that size any more.

[Rose sighs] This is so awkward.

- Don't listen now. - I won't.

I know you're listening, detective.

I'll turn the tap on, all right?

There, is that better?

What did you say?

I said I can't hear a thing!

- [girl screams] - Hey.

Weren't you in that movie Splash?

[chuckling] That's a nice tail.

How do you pee in this thing?

- [girl screams] - What did I say?

What did I do?

This is the women's bathroom, you pervert!

- Oh, no, no, I'm a-- I'm a-- - [girl screams]

- I'm a p-- - What's the matter, Jenny?

- It's a crazy man who-- - I'm a cop! I'm a cop!

All right, I'm a Baltimore police detective.

[Lewis] Hey, I'm a police officer!

- Sheesh. - Hey, what's going on?

He attacked me!

Attacked? Attacked?

What are you talking about? That's crazy talk.

Who are you to flash my mermaid and then call her crazy?

- Flash? - Whoa! It's okay, Your Highness.

He's with me.

- What did you do to her? - Nothing.

I'm in there waiting for Rose to go to the bathroom.

- Where is she? - Who?

Rose?

Where is she?

She was right in here.

Well, she's not here now, is she?

[Lewis] This is all your fault,

we never should have stopped!

You were supposed to watch her!

I didn't wanna stop.

I had a bad feeling about this.

We never should have stopped.

Now Howard's gonna have my ass.

You check the gingerbread house, I'll check the road.

Meldrick!

- This is ridiculous! - Meldrick!

I'm not wearing this, I'm not wearing this!

- Meldrick! - What?

Come here!

- Ready? - Yeah.

[sings aria]

[all shushing]

[all] Surprise!

[cheering and applauding]

They-- they haven't-- they haven't said anything.

- Sit! - [man] Sit, sit, sit!

Here you go!

- Kay. - Thank you.

[Bayliss] I'd, uh, like to make a toast.

Hey, hey!

Tim, uh, would you mind if I, uh...

- Yes, Megan? - I'm sorry.

Al.

Well, I, uh, I wish we had champagne.

But coffee, as usual, has got to do.

To our beloved Lieutenant Al Giardello.

[Pembleton] Hear, hear!

Who, as of tomorrow, will be lieutenant no longer.

- Megan-- - Oh, come on now, Al.

Al, I have had the unique privilege

of working above Al,

below Al, and alongside Al!

[man] [indistinct]

So I think I'm qualified to say

anything I damn well please about Al.

No, but I will say only this,

that from the moment we met...

he has been an inspiration.

[detectives humming]

With his grace, his insight, his certitude,

his very presence, he is,

in the true sense of the word, a leader.

[Bayliss] Stop! So true! So very, very true!

Very true.

In a dangerous job in a dangerous city,

and in a sometimes dangerous department...

- [Bayliss] Mm-hmm. - [laughter]

...you have made us all feel a little safer.

And we will be honored to have you as our captain.

- [Bayliss] Hear, hear! - [Pembleton] Excellent!

And Al-- Al,

I hope you're as miserable up there as I was.

[Pembleton] Hear, hear!

Speech, speech, speech, speech, speech, speech!

They haven't made a decision.

- Speech, speech, speech! - Speech, speech!

The votes are not in yet.

Ah! Phooey!

So-- so let's hold the congratulations.

[all oohing]

But it don't mean we can't cut the cake.

[all cheering]

[Rose] Either of you boys married?

[Lewis sighs] I thought we had an agreement.

- No talking. - [Rose] I'm not talking.

I'm asking a question. There's a difference.

So, are you married, Detective Lewis?

No, ma'am.

As my faithful sidekick, Tonto here, will confirm,

I'm not the marrying type.

Maybe you haven't met the right young lady.

How about you, detective?

Me? No, I'm not married.

[Rose] Not even engaged?

- Are you engaged? - [Lewis] He's divorced.

At your young age, that's a shame.

[Kellerman] Yes, it is.

May I ask why? Why you separated?

[Lewis sighs] Yeah, ask away.

So now she can talk? Is that the deal, huh?

She's not talking, she's asking questions.

Answer the question, it's a different thing, huh?

And a lot of us wanna know the answer to that question.

His ex-wife is a terrific woman.

- A terrific woman. - Yes, I know.

[Lewis] Mmm, mmm. She was something else.

You weren't unfaithful to her, were you?

- No, ma'am. - Not once?

No. Never.

[Rose] Was she unfaithful to you?

Look, you know, it's complicated.

I'd really rather not go into it.

["Ritorna vincitor!" from Aida by Giuseppe Verdi plays]

The rain's coming down solid on the windshield.

I can't see a thing.

I pull over to the side, near the railing.

And the traffic is speeding by.

Now I can't find the road map.

I look in the glove compartment.

All I see is the registration,

Wrigley's gum, a ballpoint pen,

Ar-- Arthur's sunglasses.

I'm wishing he was with me.

Then he could say what he did with the map,

or at least tell me how to get to Eldersburg.

Rose, that is not a question.

That is talking, that is the Gettysburg Address.

I look in the side pockets, under the seat.

I turn myself around, and I reach under the back of the seat.

And that's when I find it.

What, the map?

The hat.

Gertie's hat.

She'd just bought it that September

at Hippodrome Hatters.

And there it is in the back of Arthur's Buick.

I'd been ignoring the signs for weeks...

months.

Arthur putting on his best polo shirt

whenever we went over to Gertie's.

Gertie bringing over Hausener's cream pie night after night.

They wouldn't.

I thought they-- they couldn't.

My husband and my best friend?

But they did.

That hat proved it.

So suddenly, I'm not lost anymore.

I know exactly where I'm going.

I turn the car around and head back into Baltimore.

And my blood is boiling hot.

I can't think logically any longer.

That's how angry I am.

And when I get there, to Gertie's,

I find them.

Together.

Of course...

now I'm...

I'm sadder than I am angry.

I'm-- the only person I'm mad at is myself.

I forgave Arthur.

I even forgave Gertie.

I pray to the Lord above to forgive me.

I killed the one person I love most in this world.

Rose, are you confessing?

[sings "Ritorna vincitor!"]

You're not gonna sit there, are you?

As soon as I get rid of some of this junk, yeah.

Did Gee say you could sit there?

He did. Is that a problem?

Well, don't get too comfy 'cause Stanley's coming back.

Fine. Okay.

But the next time you talk to your former partner,

tell him that I said he's a big slob, okay?

Look at some of the junk in this drawer.

- Okay, so he's not Martha Stewart-- - No.

Ladies and gentlemen, could you listen up, please?

I won't keep you long...

but as you finish the day I thought you might like to know

the name of your new captain.

Now the Commissioner and I feel confident about our choice,

and trust that you'll feel the same.

This is a person whom all of you know.

Many of you have worked with him closely, one-on-one.

I'm speaking, of course, of Roger Gaffney.

[scattered applause]

Gaffney?

- Roger Gaffney. - Ugh!

- Roger Gaffney? - [Bayliss imitates retching]

Must be the luck of the Irish.

Roger Gaffney's a moron!

It's not luck. It's nothing to do with luck.

Well, we all know it isn't merit.

So what, then?

You booted Roger Gaffney out of Homicide.

[Bayliss] I bet he has pictures.

Hmm?

You know, photographs of an incriminating nature.

- Roger Gaffney? - Like what?

Oh, Barnfather in bed with his mother.

Roger Gaffney called me "boy."

Hey, is Gee okay?

Yeah, yeah, except for the fact

he won't come out of his office.

Coming to work every day

for a man like Roger Gaffney?

I don't think I can take it.

You know, Gee deserved that job!

- That was Gee's job! - [Howard] Hey, you guys!

- Anyone hear from Lewis or Kellerman? - [all] No!

What the hell's taking 'em so damn long?

I thought they were in Pennsylvania.

That's what I thought.

[indistinct]

Well, you were right about that, Rose.

That tuna melt was first-rate.

Well, it's the last one that I'm gonna be having for a long while.

Thank you both.

- What about dessert? - No, not for me.

- I can't eat another thing. - Oh, come on, Rose.

Huh? A little rice pudding, huh?

We'll split it.

Anything else?

Yeah. Yeah, we'd like a rice pudding with extra cream.

Three spoons, and your phone number.

- [waitress] Is that all? - Yeah.

Where is your ladies room?

It's right there.

Will you be accompanying me, detective?

Not me. It's his turn.

Look, Rose, just hurry back

or we're gonna finish off all the pudding, all right?

You're very kind.

She's a nice lady, you know?

Nice lady.

In some Latin countries, she would've got off.

No kidding. You gonna eat that?

No. Knock yourself out.

Not only would she get off, she would never even be charged.

See, 'cause what Rose did

is considered a crime of passion.

It's entirely justified.

- Get outta here. - No, it's true, man.

It's true.

Say, you fall in love, right, huh?

If you're in love, you're allowed to cross the line.

See, down there, an hombre comes home

after a long day's trabajo,

and he finds his chiquita, his amore,

in another guy's gauchos,

he has the right to take 'em both out.

Kill 'em both.

- Really? - Yeah. Yeah.

- Read the law, man. - Hmm.

Maybe I should move to Mexico.

- What? - Anne cheated on you, didn't she?

Okay, rice pudding.

Three spoons.

Thank you very, very much.

[indistinct]

Should we wait for Rose?

[Lewis sighs]

She's been in there a long time, don't you think?

Women take forever.

They have a little more complicated equipment.

I say we check on her.

Fine. I'm not going.

Why not? You're a girl, Michelle.

- [chuckles] - Excuse me.

Could you take a peek in the ladies room,

and see what's keeping my Aunt Rose?

- Please? - Okay.

[Kellerman] Thank you very much.

[Lewis clears throat]

Just wait.

Hey, nobody's in there.

- What? - [waitress] It's empty.

[Howard] I-- I don't understand. She escaped?

What do you mean, she escaped?

We mean, we are here and she ain't.

What, she jumped out of a moving vehicle, a middle-aged woman?

- I don't get it. - The car was parked.

What? Where?

[sighs] Wiley's Diner in Timonium.

Oh, you stopped for dinner?

What made you think you could stop?

Well, come on Sarge, we were starving.

And she had to go to the bathroom.

You gotta go, you gotta go.

And then she went on out the back door.

You left her alone?

What were we supposed to do? Watch?

Did you look for her?

I mean, how far could she have gotten?

I checked with the cashier

at the Shell station across the way.

He saw her jump into a southbound semi--

How the hell could you let this happen, huh?

You ain't got to holler at us.

We feel bad about this. Worse than you do.

You want me to stop hollering?

You show me Rose Halligan sitting

in this squad room, I'll stop hollering.

Hey, Gee, sorry about that promotion fiasco.

For what it's worth, Gaffney is an ulcer.

How did the Krieg trial go?

I made them laugh, made them cry.

But did you make them believe that

Samuel Krieg killed Emily Marech?

Yeah, that, too.

Final arguments later today. Then the jury deliberates.

I'm not worried because Danvers is convinced

they'll rule in our favor.

The State's Attorney called a few minutes ago.

The defense attorney wants to see

the Brodie footage of the crime scene.

They sent a subpoena.

Brodie's machine ate the tape.

- Really? - Yeah, it's unwatchable.

That's not what Brodie said.

Where is Brodie? Where's the damn tape?

At the courthouse.

You weren't here. I had him run it over.

Oh, God!

Brodie! Brodie!

- Where's the tape, Brodie? - It's in there.

I gave it to Krieg's defense lawyers.

- It's blank, right? - No.

You didn't erase it first?

No, I gave it to them as is.

You realize what that means?

Yeah, it means I'm doing my job.

No! This is not one of your grad school

homework assignments.

This is the real thing.

- With real consequences! - I know.

- Samuel Krieg is guilty! - I know.

No question who's the killer here.

Well, then a cassette can't hurt you.

It can and it will.

They'll throw the whole damn case out on a technicality!

What's the matter with you?

Look, all I know is what's on the tape

is exactly what was there on the ground, in the garage,

the moment I focused my camera and pressed "record."

I didn't put anything down or pick anything up.

And it's not my fault that Thorn took that stupid pass away!

Hey, he made a rookie mistake.

You and I could have corrected it.

Yeah, but tampering with evidence

is against the law.

So is murder!

A guilty man will go free!

No one will pay for Marech's death.

And it'll all be on your head, Brodie.

You hear?

How does that make you feel, huh?

How does that make you feel?

Look, you're asking me to lie, and I won't.

Now, is that a crime?

Kiss my ass, you naive jerk!

Go on! Get the hell outta here!

[Kellerman] Have you seen Rose in the last 12 hours?

After her husband passed away, she left town.

Okay, but as of last night,

we have reason to believe she's back in Baltimore.

You're one of the people we thought she might contact.

When she stopped coming to work,

we reassigned her voice lessons.

I took over some of them myself,

but I only know string instruments.

I can't sing very well.

Mrs. Eagleston, do you know

why we're looking for Rose?

Her pupils have asked me where she went.

They really miss her.

If you see Rose

or you hear from her, please call me.

Detective...

Rose called me about an hour ago.

She asked if she could stay at my place.

She said her own house reminded her of Arthur.

- Too many memories. - She's staying with you?

My husband and I read articles about Rose,

after Arthur's death.

We know there's some speculation

about her involvement.

So you said no?

It's not that I believe she did it.

I don't.

It's just that

we just didn't think it was the best idea.

Do you know where she's staying?

If she'd asked again,

if she'd said had nowhere else to go,

well, then, of course we would have agreed, but--

But?

She said it was okay.

She understood perfectly and she would stay at Gertie Claymore's.

Gertie Claymore's? Thanks.

[classical music plays]

[aria plays over speakers]

[Rose singing along to the aria]

[Lewis] Hi, Rose.

Good to see you again.

Gertie Claymore's house.

Is she home?

Hello?

Think I could bother her to use her phone?

Call my sergeant, let her know we found you?

She was pretty upset when you disappeared.

I'll be right back.

Why'd you run, Rose?

I had to bring Gertie back her hat.

Since you ran, we're gonna have to keep the cuffs on this time.

[Lewis] Hey, Kellerman!

[Rose resumes singing]

Better take a look at this.

[handcuffs clicks]

[distant sobbing]

[aria grows louder]

Psst.

You just come from court?

Uh-huh.

- And did they reach a verdict? - Uh-huh.

I brought you a little souvenir.

- You did? - Yeah.

Add this to your collection.

- What is it? - See for yourself.

[aria continues playing]

Not guilty.

[cheering and laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Can I have your attention, please?

Settle down!

Quiet!

Quiet.

Captain Gaffney has something to say.

Okay.

I got a busy first day ahead of me.

I worked six years in Homicide,

that means so I know some of you individually.

We've collaborated,

most recently on the White Glove murders.

More important, I know how all of you operate.

The tricks, the shortcuts, the smokescreens.

And from now on, folks, things are gonna change.

For starters, paperwork.

There will be no more messy

or incomplete paperwork, period.

No more filling out run sheets for your partners.

Case folders must be kept current,

follow-up reports turned in on time,

witness statements written down

and put in for typing that same day.

When I ask to review your files,

which you can be confident I will,

I expect them to be neat, organized and up-to-date.

Next, there will be no more abuse of department funds.

Now, by that I mean

anything from decaf cappuccinos,

to paying off unnecessary informants

with exorbitant amounts.

No more two-hour lunches at Jimmy's,

no more shopping for used cars

on your way to or from a crime scene.

No more borrowing of department Cavaliers

for personal excursions or over weekends.

Victim clothing and jewelry retrieved from the MEs

must be brought directly to Evidence Control,

not home to your wife as an anniversary present.

[murmuring] Only person ever to do that was Gaffney himself.

- [laughter] - I'm sorry, Detective Pembleton.

Did you have something to add?

I do not.

Good.

You bring me to my next point.

Some people in this room are very proud

of their theatrical antics in the box.

There will be no more coercion,

manipulation or intimidation of suspects.

And last... [chuckles]

but not least...

no more misplacing

of confessed murderers en route back to Headquarters.

I cannot tolerate that kind of sloppy police work,

especially not in Homicide.

That's all.

Now, uh, be careful out there.

Quite a speech.

Thank you.

Inspired, impassioned, hypnotic.

Even, dare I say it, zealous?

Yeah, well, whatever.

It went straight to my stomach.

Excuse me.

Congratulations, Captain.

[Gaffney groaning]

[Gaffney] Hey! Hey!

Go home, guys.

[sighs] We blew the case, Howard.

Perfect opportunity for you to ream us.

Go home.

Two names up there instead of one.

Another one dead because we screwed up.

We all make mistakes, Meldrick.

It's the law of averages.

If I had been there, it never would have happened.

So go home, guys.

Sergeant's orders.

[Lewis] You see that?

This is a trick. It's a trick.

She's going right in there to the bosses.

Me and you, we're gonna be walking the beat, come morning.

We're gonna be checking doorknobs.

[Lewis sighs]

Annie's name could be up there.

What you talking about?

I came close when I found out about her screwing around.

Screw--

Who with? The mailman?

No, some doctor she met.

She spent one too many late nights

at the lab, you know.

I guessed, she confessed.

If I had my gun on me right then, who knows?

Damn. Yeah.

That's the scary thing about being a cop, right?

You got this weapon on your hip.

If you think it, you can do it.

Like that.

If someone steals my parking space,

I think about it.

You know, but this time I felt it.

You know, with my heart and my gut,

and my arms and my legs and my hands.

You know this...

I felt this pressure, this urge.

And then what?

It faded.

I need a drink.

[aria playing]

[theme music plays]