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[upbeat rock music plays]

[inaudible conversation]

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[theme music plays]

[radio static]

[indistinct chatter over police radio]

- [phone rings] - [man] Homicide.

[Lewis] Which animal produces the largest sperm?

That is what I'm asking. Would you care to venture any guesses?

- Man. - No.

- It's the elephant. - [Munch] No, sir.

- The sperm whale? - Not even close.

Okay, we give up, Munch. Which animal's got the biggest sperm?

The fruit fly.

The fruit fly?

The fruit fly produces the largest sperm.

And did you read that in National Geographic

or National Enquirer?

The itsy-bitsy fruit fly produces sperm

more than 20 times the size of its body.

- How is that possible? - Nature's a mother.

Okay, so I'm gonna do the math here.

- Get up, Bayliss. - [Bayliss] Huh?

If you got a guy of Bayliss' height,

produces a proportionate amount of sperm...

it'd be like, 120 feet long.

[snorts] It's just an ordinary night for a guy like me.

[Kellerman] Oh, yeah? Well, prove it, stud boy.

- [Howard] What's going on? - [Kellerman] Nothing.

What, you guys talking about sperm again?

Bayliss says he's got nads the size of a fruit fly's.

Ah, tell me something I don't know.

What is this obsession you all have with sperm, huh?

It's just a healthy curiosity.

If it weren't for our daddy's sperm,

wouldn't none of us be here.

And your mama's eggs.

Hey, Frank. Take your medicine yet?

Stop-- stop-- stop clucking over me.

All right, listen up. We got a signal-13.

- 954 Forrest. - [Lewis] That's the State Pen.

Everybody goes. Except you, Frank.

[ominous percussion music]

Gee, this one died of a single stab wound to the heart.

This one, multiple stab wounds to the back and stomach.

Thank you.

I recognize him. It's Claude Vetter.

- He shot his wife in cold blood. - Yeah.

Remember this jamoke, Gee? James Douglas.

Videotaped his cousin blowing out

the brains of an old lady at a park bench?

- [Giardello] Yeah. - Today the universe is two lowlifes short.

Let's go. What are we doing here?

Still gotta fill out the paperwork, Munch.

What? Douglas killed Vetter.

[Bayliss] Yeah. Who killed Douglas?

An indifferent society?

A barbaric penal system? Sean Penn?

Who cares? Let's go.

[clears throat] We spoke with the Warden.

Yeah, nice guy, great personality.

It was like the riot was over almost before it began.

All the inmates are safe in their bunks.

Besides these two stiffs, they got 12 inmates

in the infirmary as a result of the riot.

Yeah, nothing serious, Gee.

- Just cuts, bruises, gunshot wounds. - Gunshots?

Yeah, well, you know, in order to quell the brouhaha,

the guards opened up on the mob.

Mostly kneecaps.

Did the warden say what caused the brouhaha?

[Lewis] No, he wasn't sure.

The inmates weren't trying to take over the asylum,

no hostages, no demands.

Violence for the sake of violence.

Ah, Gee, maybe I'd better stay here

with the guys, figure out what we can.

You know, what if, while we're dillydallying

about here, somewhere else in our fair city,

a law-abiding, tax-paying citizen gets hacked to pieces by his wife?

- Yeah, or his mistress. - Or his wife and his mistress.

- [Giardello] All right, Munch, come with me. - Thank you.

Kellerman, Lewis, Bayliss, you work with Kay.

Well, how come he gets to?

Just make sure you're back at the office

at the end of the shift.

Sir, that's not a lot of time to get to the truth.

All we need is a couple of facts.

We already know the truth. Let's go, Brodie.

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- Well, you wanna say anything? - I got nothing to say.

Your own cousin is dead, and you got nothing to say?

- That's right. - Okay. Bye-bye.

I do wanna know one thing from this man here.

I bet you don't even remember me.

Sure I do. I got a good memory.

Well, if you remember who I am,

then how the hell do you sleep at night?

I sleep pretty good. How do you sleep?

How do I sleep? How do you think I sleep,

when you put me here for something I didn't do?

[Kellerman] Oh, yeah? You killed that old lady!

We got it on videotape, videotape that your cousin shot.

Man, I didn't kill nobody!

Hey, we're done with this douche.

Douche? Who do you think you're calling a douche?

Man, I wish you were in the cafeteria earlier.

I would've kicked your white pansy ass.

Well, my white pansy ass is going home tonight,

to an air-conditioned apartment,

and a woman, and a six-pack of beer.

And you're going to a 98-degree cell,

to a humid-as-hell week of lockdown.

Now, when I add all that up, you know what?

You are the douche! What do you say, detective?

Mmm. Yeah, maxi douche.

[gunshot bangs]

[intriguing percussion music plays]

Nice score, detective.

Thanks.

You keep practicing every day,

you'll pass that test in a few weeks.

- I don't have a few weeks. - [gun clicks]

[Pembleton sighs]

Like I tell you, man.

I didn't see nothing.

[Lewis] Huh... [sighs]

Fourteen years ago, you were convicted of first-degree murder

related to the death of one Sam "Golden Eye" Markey.

Neither one of us was in Homicide 14 years ago.

You want to tell us about it, please?

No.

[chuckling] The question was rhetorical.

Tell us about it, please.

Well, whatever you need is in that file, I'm sure.

[Lewis] I'd rather hear it from the horse's mouth,

as the saying goes.

Well, my wife got shot dead on the street.

The bullet was intended for a drug dealer.

The fine detectives of the Homicide Squad spent

about half a day shuffling around.

I never heard from 'em again, so, uh,

I found the guy that killed my wife, and, uh...

I killed him.

[Bayliss] You had, uh, two kids.

Baby was a month old.

You still see your kids?

Why are you bringing up my kids, man?

What does that have to do with anything?

[Bayliss] You've been in this joint for 14 years,

a big chunk of your time.

Yeah, well, I want to go back to my cell!

And I want everybody in here who's listening

to know that I ain't seen nothing,

I ain't heard nothing, and I ain't talking about nothing!

- I'm going back to my cell! - [Lewis] No, you ain't.

You ain't going nowhere until somebody with a badge takes you there.

'Cause you ain't got no rights, Elijah.

You gave up your rights when you killed "Golden Eye" Markey.

[Bayliss] Yeah. Sit down.

Sir.

Please.

Now, you-- you had a wife, Jasmine.

You had kids, you had a life.

And you sacrificed all that for a righteous reason,

but James Douglas is just a cold and calculated murderer.

Why would you protect his killer?

What do you think goes on in here, detective?

You don't lock up

900 violent men...

in overcrowded conditions and give 'em, uh, a TV,

or some weights, and tell 'em,

"This is what it's all about, the rest of your life."

Come on, detective.

Douglas sticks Vetter, someone sticks Douglas.

That stuff goes on here all the time.

I mean, you know, you can sit in your living room

thinking we're being rehabilitated...

but rehabilitated for what?

I'm in here forever, detective.

Forever.

So you can, you know, you can go back to your city,

you know, with your Camden Yards and your water taxis...

and I want you, and you...

to leave me the hell alone.

Okay.

All right, thank you very much for coming.

You ever been to jail, Meldrick?

No, not as a prisoner.

- Uh-uh. - Mmm.

I have.

Bayliss, why is it that the more I learn about you,

the less I want to know?

Huh?

All right, so fess up. What were you in the pokey for?

Was it drunk driving? Date rape?

- Pedophilia? - No.

So what?

I, uh...

protesting human rights abuses in El Salvador.

- Of course. - Yeah, I was.

I was like-- oh, 18.

So how much time you get for protesting

human rights violations in El Salvador?

Well, I was in the holding cell for two nights.

- Two nights? - Yeah.

That don't exactly count as hard time.

They were very long nights.

So why didn't you post bail?

My dad refused to come get me.

[siren wailing in distance]

Ooh, okay, that's harsh.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I mean, my dad

just had very set ideas about life, you know.

Yeah, well, I hope you stiffed him on Father's Day.

Every chance I got.

I will kill you! I'll kill you!

I will kill you!

Think I ought to write this one up

as a hostile witness?

[Howard chuckling] Who's next?

Tom Marans.

You wanna step out for this one?

And why should I step out?

Well, the Chilton murder was your case,

but I closed it, and you were kind of upset at the time.

- I wasn't upset. - You were upset.

I wasn't upset you got Marans to confess.

I was upset by how loose you were with procedure.

So, okay, maybe I ought to step out.

You're not going anywhere. Just have 'em bring Marans in.

- [Howard] Hello. - Hey.

How you been?

Do I know you?

[Howard] You don't remember us?

[Kellerman] Hey, Mr. Robey.

You know me?

Sure, we all worked the sniper shootings.

Detective Kellerman.

Maybe I remember him.

I'd like to talk to you about the stabbings.

You see anything?

The guards, they must have thought

I was trying to rush the door, because I was just trying to

get out of there, and I got shot.

Did you see or hear anything going on

between Douglas and Vetter?

I saw Douglas stick Vetter right in the heart.

James Douglas was the worst of the bunch.

What do you mean?

It's like we're the minority here.

It's like we have to take orders from these people.

Vetter tried to recruit me

for his dumb-ass Aryan Brotherhood jive.

All of us white guys, we stand out here.

So you're saying a white guy stabbed James Douglas?

All I saw were the fists.

Any idea who would want to kill him?

Douglas offed Vetter, so you figure it out.

It's a long list.

What's the name of the guy, Alex?

[sighs] I don't know, but I'd like to shake his hand.

[chuckles] Lady, you don't wanna know what I know.

[Kellerman] You don't know, or you don't want us to know?

I don't know, and if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

- Erica. - [Marans] What?

- Your hand. - [Marans] Oh.

[Lewis] You had that done since you been here?

What do you think?

I think that you loved her...

Erica.

I think that you loved her so much

that when she betrayed you, you suffocated her.

That was a long time ago.

I can barely remember her face.

It's like that part of my life is a dream.

So you scratched her name on your knuckles

to remind you that it wasn't no dream,

to remind you of who you were before you came to this place.

- Yeah. - You were a good man, hmm?

A decent man.

- You're right. I was. - [sirens wailing]

And now, you do whatever it takes to survive.

Uh-huh.

Things that you would never, ever do outside.

- [Marans] Yeah. - Like smoke.

Uh-huh.

[Lewis] Like drugs.

- Uh-huh. - Like sex.

Erica's daughter's name was Catherine.

Cathy.

I think I'm gonna have her name tattooed right here.

Do you mind if I take an extra couple of those?

[Lewis] Get outta here. Next!

[inmate] Psst. Elijah?

[Elijah] What do you want?

[inmate] The cops, jackin' up everybody.

Yeah.

[inmate] Word is you saw who carved up James Douglas.

And what about it?

[inmate] Word is, you better not say a word,

or you could end up the same way.

Let me tell you something.

You tell your little playmate

his threats don't scare me.

He ain't nothing but a punk, just like you, pure and simple.

[inmate] Hey.

And since you're being the messenger boy,

you can tell him this also...

I got no love for the police,

I got no reason to make their lives easier.

I ain't saying what I saw to nobody.

[inmate] That's all he's askin'.

[Kellerman] Man, it's good to be out of that place.

[Lewis] Yeah, but we didn't get squat.

[Howard] So Gee says come home, we come home.

[Kellerman] What's the matter, Tim?

You've been pretty quiet since we left the penitentiary.

You know that guy that Lewis and I talked to?

- Elijah Sanborn? - [Lewis] Sanborn?

[Bayliss] Yeah, he saw it all,

and he wanted to tell me about it.

- I know he did. - [Lewis] What?

Were you on drugs? Did you hear what the guy said?

[Bayliss] Yeah, I heard, but my gut

tells me something different.

[Lewis] Speaking of guts, I'm hungry, you?

[Kellerman] Yeah, maybe I'll barbecue.

- [Bayliss] Hey, Kay. - [indistinct].

You know, I know I shouldn't care

who killed James Douglas.

I know it's not gonna do anything,

but I don't wanna give up this case yet.

Well, I don't either, but Gee's got it--

I know, I know. Just cover for me with Gee.

Give me a day or two, see if I can find anything,

a door in.

- A door into Elijah Sanborn? - [Bayliss] Yeah.

You really think he wants to tell you?

No, I think that he needs to tell me.

I think that Sanborn's looking for redemption.

Listen to me, I'm just-- I'm sounding like Pembleton here.

Eh, it could be worse. You could sound like Munch.

[Bayliss] You know, you weren't in that room with him, but...

I'll tell you, there's something about that guy.

He's just...

different than the others.

His eyes.

- [Bayliss chuckles nervously] - [Howard] Well...

I-- They reminded me of my dad's.

It's stupid, isn't it?

I'll keep Gee off your tail.

- You keep me posted. - [Bayliss] Deal.

[indistinct chatter]

Hiya.

Get out of my face.

Three times a day, huh?

What?

That's how often you have to take

your blood pressure medicine? Three times?

Yeah, so-- so--

Well, I noticed when you first came back,

you were taking them all the time.

Past few weeks, I haven't seen you pop one once.

Y-- y-- you're starting to-- to-- irritate-- irritate me.

Hey, my mom had a stroke,

and she was supposed to take her pills, same as you.

Only she stopped, right?

And-- and no one in our family could figure out why.

And then she took a piano solo

in the chamber orchestra music, and it was beautiful.

And then we realized, me and my father

that the reason why she stopped taking 'em is because

the medication fogged up her concentration and stuff.

She just wanted to take a solo one last time.

I-- i-- is there reason--

why-- why you're telling me all-- all this?

No. No reason.

Except that...

I know you're trying to pass this firearms exam...

and I'm not saying this is the case,

but you might stop chugging those things,

just temporarily, those pills, so that you can concentrate

on passing that, so that you can get

back out on the streets, closing these cases.

And I realize that the longer you stay off of them,

the bigger risk you have of another stroke.

Y-- y-- you know something?

[Brodie] What?

I-- l-- I underestimated you.

[chuckles] That's all right. Most people do, detective.

You want to come over to the boat tonight? I'm barbecuing.

No, thanks.

[Kellerman] Munch and Lewis are gonna be there.

No, I got things to do.

You never wanna come to my boat.

I've asked you, like, ten times now.

Don't take it personal. I'm just very busy.

[Kellerman] What, are you afraid of water?

Yes. Yes! Yes!

[squeaking of cassette unwinding]

Kay, this is pure synchronicity.

Brodie, get out.

What? I'm working here.

- [sighs] Kay? - He's working.

All right. But you are not hearing this conversation.

- You understand me? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- I'm good with that. - What have you got?

Kay, as luck would have it, a 14-year-old boy

was arrested a week ago for armed robbery.

How does that make us lucky?

- This is you not listening? - I'm sorry.

[Bayliss] All right. The young thief's name...

Kingston...

Sanborn.

- Elijah's son. - Mm-hm, exactly.

So first thing tomorrow, we play home version of Let's Make A Deal.

Come on down!

[upbeat rock music plays]

- [Bayliss] Just say yes. - [Conroy] No.

Come on, Maggie. I'm not gonna make a deal with Kingston Sanborn.

- Why not? - I don't need to.

I have three eyewitnesses. I have the gun.

I have the stolen money we found in his bedroom.

This baby is open and shut.

Kingston Sanborn is going to jail.

- He is 14 years old. - He's a criminal.

[sighs] You know something?

Uh, maybe I haven't explained my plan well enough to you.

What I'd like to do is go to Elijah Sanborn with a deal,

get him to tell me who stabbed James Douglas,

and we let his kid off with six months in a juvie facility.

So that in six months,

this kid can be out on the street

sticking a gun in somebody else's face?

Well if you send him off to the Hickey School

for four years, he's gonna come out any better?

No, but at least he'll be gone longer.

Maggie, I am trying to solve a murder here.

Now, what is more important, a robbery or a murder?

We have got to consider the greater good.

Or the greater bad.

[Bayliss] I am not saying that Kingston Sanborn

should not be punished.

What I am saying is, the man who stabbed

James Douglas should be punished also.

Now, with this, you get two wins.

You get two convictions for the price of one.

- Okay. - [Bayliss] Oh, Elijah?

- Oh, man, it's you again, huh? - Yeah...

I, uh...

spoke to some of your neighbors,

some of your friends before you went away.

Now, what they told me is that you were an honor student,

champion athlete, all-round jolly good fellow.

It's the same thing in here.

The Warden said that you were a model prisoner,

that is the word he used.

Oh, man, look, I'm not telling you anything, you understand?

I think you will, Elijah,

because you always do what's right.

Okay, who's to say telling you is right?

Your son Kingston was arrested last week for armed robbery.

- Yeah, so? I heard. - Yeah.

So you know how this thing works.

One hand washes the other.

Your son's freedom for what you know.

You bastard.

You bastard! Use my son against me?

- You talk about what's right and use my son against me! - Guard!

What is that?

That's oven-roasted and freshly brewed.

Yeah. I didn't ask you to get me any coffee.

I know, but I figured you could use a little bump of caffeine.

[sighs] Yeah.

Thanks.

Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

- What? - Nothing.

Kellerman, you know something? You're driving me insane.

I know what you're doing.

You're still working on James Douglas's murder.

I'm, uh...

It's okay,

and I know you're used to working with Pembleton,

and you probably want to do this alone,

but if you need a hand, all you gotta do is ask.

Uh-huh. Why you offering?

[Kellerman] Well, I mean, come on, Tim, let's be honest.

I mean, since I came to Homicide from Arson,

you and I haven't really hit it off,

and I just like to bond with the people I work with.

Yeah. Is this part of some transcendental,

12-step, Iron John program?

Hmm?

- What? - [Bayliss] No, I'm here.

I'm here. Here-- yeah, yeah, go ahead.

Uh-huh. Okay.

Thank you very much.

- If you wanna come, come. - Where are you going?

McCulloh Street, to see Elijah Sanborn's mother.

[dog barking faintly]

- [Bayliss] Hi. - [woman] Hi.

I'm Detective Bayliss, this is Detective Kellerman,

and we're looking for Mrs. Geraldine Sanborn.

My grammy's asleep.

Well, could you tell her that we're here?

She's been sick. Leave her be.

We've had enough police pushing their way around here lately.

- Are you, uh-- you Maya? - [Maya] Uh-huh.

Why aren't you in school?

I told you, my grammy's sick.

She needs round-the-clock care.

I worked it out with my teachers.

I'm keeping up.

[Bayliss] Your brother, Kingston.

What about him?

Well, the evidence against him is pretty overwhelming.

The State's Attorney wants to send him away for a long while.

I swear, he's never done anything like this before.

I don't know what got inside his head.

[Kellerman] We can help you out.

How?

We'll get the State's Attorney

to reduce your brother's prison time,

and we'll see that he gets sent to a juvenile detention farm,

instead of a hardcore prison.

And what have I gotta do in return?

Talk to your father.

I don't have a father.

We need to get some information that he has.

And we'd like you to convince him to tell us.

And then you'll let Kingston go?

[Kellerman] He'll spend six months milking cows,

but then, yeah.

Sergeant Howard, your job is knowing

where your detectives are, at any given moment.

Oh, I'm aware of that, sir.

So if I should ask you the current location

of Detective Lewis, you could tell me?

Yes, sir. At the ME.

He's getting the Levinsky autopsy.

- [Giardell] And Munch? - Yes, sir.

At the lab, dealing with the Adder shooting.

And, say, Bayliss?

Bayliss? Yes, sir.

[Giardello] Where's Bayliss, sergeant?

Well, he's out on a case, sir.

[Giardello] Which case?

- Lambert slaying. - Lambert?

That investigation's three months old.

- Bayliss has a new lead, sir. - I see.

You wouldn't be lying to me, would you, sergeant?

- No, sir. - [Giardello] Good.

Because if you start lying to protect your men, that would erode the trust

- that you and I have worked so hard to establish. - Mm-hmm.

So I'm just going to assume that

Bayliss is out checking a new investigation

on the Lambert file, and not,

I repeat, not still wandering the halls of the State Pen.

Am I right in that assumption?

You make life very difficult, Gee.

I try, sergeant.

I try.

[sighs]

Maya, is that you?

- [Maya] Yes. - Oh.

Oh, man. Wow. [laughs]

Oh, look at you.

Look at you. Look how beautiful you are.

How's your grandmother?

I haven't talked to her in months.

She's got Alzheimer's.

She doesn't know who she is from one minute to the next.

The doctor says she's gonna die soon.

I want you to tell this man what he needs to know.

If you do, they'll let Kingston go.

Next month I'm gonna be 18.

I can be Kingston's legal guardian.

I'm gonna take him away, take him down to Florida.

I've got a friend who can get me a job at Disney World.

I've never asked you for anything.

I've always made my own way.

But I am asking,

tell the detective whatever he wants.

- Baby... - No.

Tell him now, or I will curse your name till the day I die.

I will hate you. I will hate you, Daddy.

[somber music]

[sighs]

I'm sure Detective Bayliss will be out in a minute,

then we'll take you home.

- Gum? - No, thank you.

Yeah. I chew this 'cause I quit smoking.

It's been about a year now since I had my last cigarette.

But I still, you know, always think about having one,

but I guess that never really goes away.

Huh?

- So? - He'll tell us.

- Great. - On one condition.

What?

He wants to see his son.

I know you don't know me.

I came here right after you were born.

Your grandmother thought it best never to bring you

when she came and visited, and I agreed.

I didn't want you to see me like this.

But maybe we were wrong.

Hey, Kingston. Would you sit down, please?

We were wrong 'cause,

you know, I am your father.

This is the way I am. This is who I am.

This is who I've become.

- Are you listening to me? - Yeah.

My friends used to visit regular.

My family, your mother's family, too.

I was a big part of their lives.

They'd say my being gone left a hole...

but over time I guess that hole got filled,

'cause they came less and less,

until finally they stopped coming altogether.

It was like I disappeared, like I died,

and they just went on with their lives.

But I don't hold it against them

'cause I'd have done the same.

Look, old man. What is this about?

- Come here, son. - [Kingston] Get off me!

- Get off! - Listen to me!

Listen to me. I'm trying to tell you something.

You wanna know what this is about, huh?

I'll mess you up, man, come on!

Wanna know what this is about?

I don't want you to disappear.

I'm your father. I gave you life.

I'm your father, Kingston.

I don't want you to become like me,

I don't want you to be like me!

You understand me? Come on.

Get out.

Get outta here!

I don't ever want to see your face again.

[Bayliss] Take him back.

[Kellerman] Come along, sonny boy.

[Elijah] Get him outta here!

[*]

I...

killed James Douglas.

[*]

Maggie, you can't ask for the death penalty.

Oh, I can't? Why not?

Because Elijah Sanborn did not stab James Douglas.

He signed a confession.

- He is lying! - Why would he lie?

Why would he admit killing someone he didn't?

I don't know, but that's what I'm gonna find out.

Swell. In the meantime, I am prosecuting this case

as primo murder, with all the trimmings.

You know something? You're making a big mistake.

What is it with you, Bayliss?

You asked me to make a deal with Kingston Sanborn

so that we could get Douglas's killer.

Well, we have Douglas's killer.

Just because it isn't who you want it to be,

I'm supposed to cool my heels?

Well, the law doesn't work that way.

No, Maggie.

The law works any way we want it to.

[Elijah] I killed James Douglas, man.

You're lying. I killed James Douglas.

You understand what's gonna happen if you keep saying that?

The State's Attorney is gonna sign you up for a lethal injection!

Yeah, well, what's the downside?

Wh-- what the hell is that supposed to mean?

Detective, has it ever occurred to you that I want to die?

That's why? Huh?

You lie about stabbing Douglas,

and the state pays the freight for your suicide, huh?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, something like that, yeah.

Well, I am not gonna let you die, Elijah.

Why, huh? What do you care?

What difference does it make?

You got kids.

Yeah, well, I'm dead to my kids.

[gentle piano music plays]

[Kellerman] You okay?

Mmm. You get along with your father, right?

Yeah. Dad's great. In his way.

[Bayliss] My father and I, we never talked.

When we did, we argued.

And when he passed on...

I didn't even cry.

That kind of bothers me, I guess.

He-- he wanted to have his ashes just spread out at sea.

So...

I stood in the boat,

dumped what was left of him into the bay.

Goodbye, Pop.

And I'm left with this empty jar and these unresolved feelings,

and now I don't even have a gravestone to yell at.

What brought this on?

I don't know. Frank, his baby.

Sanborn.

Elijah Sanborn behind bars

is a better father than mine ever was.

I'm sure this is the point when Pembleton would probably say

something incredibly wise and profound to you.

[Bayliss chuckles]

Well, I'm not profound, so I'm not even gonna try,

but I-- I just want you to know I'm here for you.

And if you want a hug, I'd be happy to give you one.

- A hug? - [Kellerman] Yeah.

Do you and Lewis hug?

- Yeah. - A lot?

No, not a lot.

- But enough. - What do you mean?

Do you want Lewis to hug you more?

Forget that I brought this all up.

No, no, no, you brought up the hugging thing.

- Just forget it. - [Lewis] Hey, Bayliss!

- What? - [Lewis] Bayliss.

You better get on back out to the big house.

There's another brouhaha brewing.

[Bayliss] What happened? Hey, what happened?

[Lewis] Somebody beat Trevor Douglas into a coma.

[doctor] Severe blow to the head.

Looks like massive cerebral hemorrhaging.

[guard] We found this.

What are you doing?

You're gonna get your fingerprints all over that!

[man] Uh, excuse me.

- Detective Bayliss? - [Bayliss] What?

[man] Detective Kellerman's got Tom Marans for you.

He admits to it.

- Why'd you hit Trevor Douglas? - Is he dead?

Well, not quite.

- Damn, I want him dead. - Why?

He killed James.

He killed his own cousin?

[Tom] Trevor was bragging about it.

He even showed me the knife, hidden under his mattress.

Take me to Douglas's cell.

Well, did Trevor say why he killed James?

Because of a carton of cigarettes.

Trevor claimed James had stolen the carton of cigarettes,

only James didn't steal anything.

Well, how are you so sure of that?

Because I did.

But that doesn't explain why you hit Trevor.

Why would it matter to you why he killed James?

'Cause I was James's herm.

[Bayliss] Herm?

Her him. His wife.

Oh. Oh.

You loved him?

Yes.

Hmm.

And you loved Erica Chilton enough to kill her,

and you loved James Douglas enough to kill for him.

Yeah.

Well, I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic.

Oh, yeah. You're hopeless, all right.

Come on. Get him outta here.

I got you a little something.

[sighs]

Well, love conquers all.

- [indistinct chatter] - [phone rings]

Congratulations on the Douglas murders, Tim.

[Bayliss] Oh, thanks, Gee.

Of course, Trevor's pals will probably try to whack Tom Marans,

and you'll be back trying to solve his murder.

Yeah. Well, the beat goes on.

In the meantime, you'll have to take

- one more trip out to the State Pen. - Why is that?

You've got to give Elijah Sanborn the bad news.

That he's got a reprieve, and he's gonna live.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Hey.

Hello.

- [brake squealing] - What you doing out here?

My grammy died today.

[Bayliss] Oh, I'm sorry.

She died so peaceful.

I decided to go for a drive.

I ended up here.

I used to do this a lot when I got lonely.

Come and stand outside and imagine him in there...

try to get close to him.

But it always made me feel more lonely.

Maya, I'm a cop.

And I know you got no use for anything that a cop has to say.

I barely know your father, see,

but from what I've seen of him,

I can say this, that you are his daughter,

and he loves you, Maya.

He loves you very, very much.

I gotta go.

- [turn signal beeping] - [Bayliss] You know something?

Just one more second, and then I'm gonna shut up.

Let me say this, that I would give--

I would give my badge,

I would give everything that I own,

and everything that I ever hope to have...

for two more minutes with my father.

Just two minutes.

Because when your dad is gone, that's it.

He is gone forever.

Instead of sitting out here trying to get close to him,

you should come on inside with me.

I got things to take care of.

I gotta bury my grammy.

Okay.

Be well.

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