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[tense music playing]

Something's wrong with this phone.

It's not ringing.

That's because nobody's dead.

Enjoy the peace and quiet, Frank.

I hate peace and quiet.

You know, Frank, staring at that phone ain't gonna make it ring.

[Pembleton] It's gonna ring eventually.

And when it does, Bayliss will be the primary.

I'm ready-- I'm ready for a case.

I want you to take it slow and easy.

You don't have to worry about me.

I won't,

as long as Bayliss is the primary.

All right, let me guess.

Since me and Mikey went to breakfast,

the phone ain't jingled once.

Huh? See?

Not a single murder this week.

This ain't the Baltimore I know and love.

[phone ringing]

Baltimore Homicide. I got it, Frank.

Go ahead. Certainly. Uh-huh.

We'll be there. Triple murder, Bolton Hill.

- My keys? - I-- I got 'em.

- I'm gonna-- - Good. Yeah, I'm gonna drive.

- Give me-- give-- - I'm driving.

- I'm driving. - No, no, no. I got it.

- [phone ringing] - Homicide, Lewis.

Gotcha.

All right, we got another one, Exeter and Pratt.

That's four murders in two minutes.

People starting to remember what town they come from.

Take Munch with you.

[thunder rumbling]

Well, how-- how do you think I got to work, huh?

- You drove. - Yeah, I drove.

I-- I got behind the steering wheel,

I put the key in the igni-- in the igni--

in the ignition and I drove, all by my lonesome.

- So. - Okay.

Meet you halfway.

- We'll have a coin toss. - No, no toin coss. Come on.

- You just said "toin coss." - What?

- Toin coss. - No, coin toss.

- Coin toss, coin toss. - Coin toss.

- Coin-- - Coin toss, coin toss.

Give me the keys. [chuckles]

- Give me the keys. - All right, you drive.

Get in the car.

Get in the car.

[thunder rumbling]

[theme music playing]

[music fades]

- Hey, is this about my trout? - It wasn't the trout.

- Well, was the wine good? - No, it wasn't the wine.

- Then what is it? What's the problem? - It's you, Brodie.

You're just too happy about everything.

Kellerman, I'm just trying to cheer you up, guy.

Well, I don't wanna be cheered up.

You can't stay on the boat anymore, okay?

I'm sorry.

[Brodie] You're gonna miss me.

So what do we have, Officer Deutch?

In the upstairs bedroom, dead woman, 32.

Cathy with a C, Clifton with a C.

In another bedroom, her two little boys, Robbie and Ken.

- Forced entry? - No sign.

The housekeeper, Althea Little, discovered the bodies.

Is there a-- a Mr. Clifton?

Ex-husband, Lieutenant Commander Alex Clifton.

- Lives in Annapolis. - Okay.

The victims' names are Robbie, Ken

and Cathy Clifton, two C's, 32.

- Ex-husband, um, um... - [Deutch] Alex Clifton.

Alex Clifton, um...

[Bayliss] Dr. Cox,

you know my partner, Frank Pembleton?

I do now. Hi.

Oh, this is passion, this is hatred.

This is about 20 stab wounds.

Victim was stabbed 20 times.

[Cox] And now for the worst part.

If you wanna follow me, please.

[police radio chatter]

Twins, ten years old.

[Bayliss] Oh, jeez.

One shot each, through a pillow,

through the head, execution-style.

[sighing] Okay.

One shot each behind the left ear,

detached, cold.

Mother killed with rage,

children killed with efficiency.

Two separate kinds of murders.

- Two different killers, maybe? - Maybe.

Or maybe one killer using two different weapons.

Right.

- Let's talk to the housekeeper. - Right.

Kids will get to you every time. I never get used to it.

[dramatic music playing]

[Lewis] Vic's name is Reggie Copeland.

From the tracks on his arms, the large-caliber wound,

the proximity to a heroin market,

I'd say it was a heated dispute

about the symbolism of red and blue

in an 18th century French Romantic poetry.

That or a drug murder.

[chuckling] Yeah, well...

Okay, show of hands.

Who here saw what happened,

and wants to step forward and cooperate fully

with the police officers investigating this crime?

Heh, that's it. Our work here is done.

This a joke to you?

Who you talking to?

I'm talking to you, bitch.

Bitch.

Man needs a humble.

Excuse me.

You are on my crime scene,

interfering with police investigation.

- Interfering? What? - Yeah, that's right.

Get your ass over here.

You trying to get our attention?

Yeah, if calling you a bitch didn't do it,

I was gonna walk over and leak on your car.

[Munch] Okay, what's up?

- The corner boy that got killed. - Reggie Copeland.

Yeah, he was selling drugs for this dude named Junior Bunk.

Word was, Copeland was short on accounts,

turning in a couple hundred less a week than he was supposed to.

Bunk shot Copeland?

I'm not about to make myself an eyeball witness.

Let's just say you should ask Bunk about Copeland's murder.

Okay. Drop him off around the corner. You know the drill.

Oh, by the way.

Junior Bunk sells Double-Star bags.

Double-Star bags?

Then he's working for Luther Mahoney.

You got that right.

Luther Mahoney.

I've never seen anything like it.

All that blood.

You worked for Mrs. Clifton for how long?

Six years.

[Bayliss] And did Mrs. Clifton have a boyfriend?

[Althea] Yeah, I guess you could call him a boyfriend.

I'd call him a fool.

Did this fool have a name?

Jimmy Sutter.

He has one of those hairdos from the '50s,

all swooped up.

A-- a duck's ass?

He's just a bartender at the Cat's Eye,

- but he thinks he's a musician. - [Pembleton] Huh.

Did he and Mrs. Clifton,

they ever argue, fight--

- All the time. - [Pembleton] Oh.

Screaming at each other.

He hit her once or twice,

with her boys in the house.

That wasn't right.

- Terri, Terri, Terri. - What do you want, Lewis?

What, I gotta want something?

Okay. All right, I want your help.

[Stivers] Last time I helped you,

one of my best informants was shot to death.

[Lewis] Hey, look, I feel as bad about Vernon Troy as the next guy.

I kinda miss the smelly little junkie.

So what do you want from me?

Well, I got a dead street slinger

by the name of Reggie Copeland.

Supposedly worked for a dealer named Junior Bunk.

The only problem is, I ain't got no sheet on this Junior character.

He's no dealer, he's a gopher.

An errand boy for Luther Mahoney.

He's also Luther's nephew.

Well, Junior was dealing Double-Star bags.

Is there any chance that Uncle Luther

was slipping him a package and a couple corners?

Maybe, but I never saw Bunk as much of a gangster.

Well, he just got himself a promotion. You with me?

- Another dance with Luther? - Yeah.

It's the least we could do for Vernon Troy, huh?

Take another crack at Luther Mahoney.

Cathy Clifton was a very good neighbor.

I don't know what more I can tell you.

[Pembleton] Okay, thanks very much, Mister, um...

Burton. I've said it three times already.

[Pembleton] Thanks very much, Mr. Burton.

[sighing] Neighbor, a Mr. Burton, alleges

that, um, the suspect-- the suspect,

um, entered the victim's premises

last night at approximately 11:30 a.m.

- P.m., that's p.m. - Frank.

Jimmy Sutter's on shift at the Cat's Eye.

Okay.

Let's go pick this fella up and put him in The Box.

[Bayliss] Well, hold on now, we'll talk to him,

but I also wanna talk to the ex-husband.

What?

You wanna-- you wanna go to Annapolis

when we got a suspect here in Baltimore?

We-- we should interrogate this--

- You should interrogate this-- this fella. - Hey, hey, hey.

One step at a time, slow and easy. Remember?

Oh, I-- I don't wanna take it slow and easy.

We got a dead woman, we got two dead ten-year-old boys.

Come on.

And-- and as far as a murder suspect is concerned,

my money's on, uh, it's on Duck's Ass.

[Bayliss] Mr. Sutter?

Mr. Sutter, I'm Detective Bayliss.

Detective Pembleton, Baltimore Homicide.

We're here to talk to you about your girlfriend, Cathy Clifton.

What about her?

Well, your girlfriend was found murdered this morning.

- What? - Yeah.

I can't believe it.

And what about her kids?

Oh, no.

Did you see Cathy last night, Mr. Sutter?

Yeah, I did.

And how long did you stay at her house?

[Sutter] I only stayed a couple hours.

We got into a little fight and she kicked me out.

Got into a fight?

What, you don't think I killed her?

No, I'm not saying that.

[Sutter] Well, that's what you're doing here, isn't it?

We're here to ask some questions.

Well, ask anything you want.

I did not murder Cathy.

I didn't murder her two boys.

Let's see if old Junior Bunk is really as weak as people say he is.

I'll take the back.

[tense music playing]

Telegram for Mr. Bunk.

He just peeked out from behind the curtain

and ducked back inside.

[brakes screeching]

[Lewis] Woo. Just that quick, huh?

You got skills enough for a rodeo.

Well, what the hell are you doing trying to run from us?

All we wanna do is charge you with a murder.

- Murder? - Felony murder, the death of Reginald Copeland.

That boy you had working for you over at Pratt and Exeter.

[Bunk sobbing]

Oh, now, wait a minute, come on now.

Crazy-ass gangster like you fretting over catching a body?

Come on, now. You got to buck up, my brother.

Well, it wasn't like that.

I didn't want nobody to catch no bullet.

You know, Junior, you have the right to remain silent,

but, I must admit,

a good cry can do a man wonders.

[police radio chatter]

Have you got a suspect in the Clifton murders?

Yeah, it's the boyfriend, it's Jimmy Sutter.

He's got a record for assault.

There's also an ex-husband in the case, Gee.

He's a naval officer in Annapolis,

Lieutenant Commander Alex Clifton.

[Giardello] So take a ride down to Annapolis.

And if Sutter is the killer,

then you may get leverage from Clifton.

You know, the ex-husband can only throw some dirt on the boyfriend.

Well, that's my thinking exactly.

Well, why don't you take this ride down to Annapolis

and I'll get Sutter in The Box.

You're gonna interrogate him?

This case is mine.

Well, you don't-- you don't even consider him to be a suspect.

- Well, I never said that. - Gentlemen.

I want you both to go down to Annapolis,

then you both interrogate Sutter.

I-- I-- I can

conduct an interview by myself.

Now, teamwork, gentlemen. Remember, teamwork.

Exactly.

So I hear that you're the reason coffee is so good at Homicide.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, when I lose my badge,

I can go work at the Daily Grind.

See, that's what I like about you, Kellerman,

this positive attitude of yours.

[sighs] I'm going nuts.

Waiting for the Grand Jury summons,

waiting for the other shoe to drop.

It's just this waiting that's killing me.

What other choice do you have?

I don't know. Quit, give up, go catch marlin.

- No, no, no, don't do that. - Why?

'Cause I'd miss your coffee.

So you gave Reggie Copeland a $1,000 package.

He's supposed to give you 600 and keep the rest,

only it's $300 short.

That's a pretty good reason to kill a guy in my book.

- [Bunk] It wasn't like that. - Oh, he wasn't short?

[Bunk sighs] I don't know.

Everybody's a little short at the end of the day,

with spillage and all.

Spillage? [scoffs]

Copeland is dead, Junior.

Now, you're gonna have to talk to us,

or you're gonna end up wearing this little murder

all by your lonesome.

Tell you a story.

Good. We like stories.

[sighing] All right.

I'll tell it,

but I gotta stay monogamous.

Monogamous?

You know, monogamous?

You change my name, move me to a different city?

I'ma tell you what I gotta tell you,

but I gotta remain monogamous.

Monogamous.

We're gonna protect you, Junior.

We're gonna give you breakfast in bed if you want,

but you gotta do something for us.

You gotta talk to us about Luther Mahoney.

Uncle Luther.

You know Luther's my uncle?

We know everything, Junior.

- [Bunk panting] - Everything.

[Bunk sniffling]

[Lewis] I'll go call the State's Attorney.

[dramatic music playing]

- Have you notified Commander Clifton yet? - [officer] No.

So he doesn't know his wife's dead, huh?

He knows. They told him.

What do you mean? Channel 11 got here first?

[officer] It happens.

Where's Clifton now?

- Jogging, inside the quad. - Okay.

Hey, Daniels, Daniels,

you talked to Commander Clifton before the police got here?

Is he a suspect?

Hey, get-- No comment.

He was pretty shaken up.

That have anything to do with you pushing a camera in his face,

finding out his wife and children are dead

from a reporter?

I didn't know that he didn't know.

[Bayliss] Oh.

Just got lucky, huh?

Commander Clifton, can you tell us

who possibly might wanna kill your wife?

Oh. I don't know.

She was seeing someone.

Some musician type. Jimmy...

- Jimmy Sutter? - [Alex] Yes.

She was afraid of him.

She-- she told me that he threatened her.

[Bayliss] Right. Yeah, we know that.

Have you arrested him?

[Pembleton] We-- we're talking to him.

Commander Clifton, could you tell us

where you were last night, this morning?

I was working late. My secretary can verify that.

And I went home and came back early.

- [Pembleton] What time? - It was around six.

When was the last time you spoke to your ex-wife?

Last night.

[Pembleton] Last night?

Yeah, she...

she told me she wanted to get back together.

We were gonna meet tonight,

discuss a reconciliation.

[Pembleton] Oh, come on. Sutter-- Sutter killed her.

He-- he finds out that she's gonna leave him, right,

go back to the, uh-- to the ex-husband.

He goes ballistic, ba-da-bing, ba-da-bing.

Maybe.

What?

See, Alex Clifton finds out

that his soon-to-be reconciled-with wife

and two sons are brutally murdered.

- Yes. - And he goes for a run?

People react differently to death.

I don't see a problem.

I don't know, I just wish that we'd been the ones

to tell Clifton about his family, you know?

I like to see that first reaction.

You don't have any evidence against this guy.

- Got a feeling. - A what?

A feeling.

A feeling?

Yes, Frank, a feeling.

I got a feeling, too.

I feel that the boyfriend did it.

I had to tell my uncle that I was short

$300 on the last couple of half-ounces.

And you know Luther, he gets to jumping bad,

talking about how I'm letting my own crew take advantage.

And what did Luther Mahoney do at that point?

Picked up the phone.

Called up this crazy cat he knows from Philadelphia,

Franklin Chubb.

Told him to get on the train and come down.

[Danvers] He wanted this man to come to Baltimore?

For what?

To kill someone.

And who was Franklin Chubb supposed to kill?

See, Luther asked me which of my crew was short the 300.

And to tell you the truth, man, I don't even know.

I'm over 20, maybe 30,000 a day.

How am I supposed to know who messed up a little $300?

But you named Reggie Copeland.

Somebody's name had to ring out.

Luther didn't bring his man Franklin to Baltimore

just to play.

And Franklin Chubb shot Reggie Copeland

at Pratt and Exeter the next morning?

I wasn't there, but I know it came to pass.

Luther paid Franklin with a package.

Gave him three halves for doing the work right.

[Lewis] Oh, let me get this straight here.

Luther Mahoney paid the gunman $5,000 in heroin to do a murder

because he was cheated out of $300 in heroin.

Luther's big on principle.

Well, I'll call the phone company,

see if I can get Luther Mahoney's records.

Maybe he made a call to Philadelphia.

NCIC's sheet on Franklin Warren Chubb.

24, shows he has two residences,

Kensington and North Philly.

Get an interstate warrant.

I want you and Lewis on the next train heading north.

- What about me? - You, Detective, will have the honor

of arranging to keep our star witness

free from want, fear, and Luther Mahoney.

You want me to stay with him?

I'll get a couple of plainclothes officers

on 24-hour detail.

Get a hotel room outside of the city.

Hate to admit, this is shaping up nicely.

Junior's testimony will prove Mahoney planned the murder.

Now all we need is to get our hands on the shooter.

City of Brotherly Love, here we come.

[upbeat pop music playing]

[Lewis] Franklin Chubb, you're under arrest.

[Munch] First-degree murder

in the shooting of Reggie Copeland.

Get him out of here.

- [Lewis laughing] - What are you so happy about?

I'm just thinking about the look on Luther Mahoney's face

when he finds out he's facing 15 to life.

Come on, we got just enough time

to catch the midnight train to Baltimore.

[Howard] So you got nothing in Annapolis?

Well, we checked Clifton's alibi, and he was working

until three o'clock the night of the murders,

and he was back into work at six the next morning.

So that leaves three hours unaccounted for.

Ha-- ha-- hang-- hang on.

We have precious few reasons to suspect the husband

when we got the boyfriend in The Box.

So-- so-- s-- so...

All right, let's go on this guy then.

Okay.

- [Pembleton sighing] - You okay?

- What? - What?

Since you had the stroke, you haven't been back in the Interrogation Room.

- Just wondered if you were-- - Oh, for God's sake.

- No, it's something new. - I'm fine.

- Just asking. - What?

Just asking.

I did not kill her.

[Bayliss] Mr. Sutter, calm down.

No pressure, just three guys in a room,

having a conversation.

Yeah.

Okay.

So when did you first meet Cathy?

- Nine months ago. - Uh-huh.

She got divorced two months after we met.

If your next question is, am I the reason for the divorce,

the answer's no.

No, that's not my next question.

My next question is about the fight.

- [Sutter] What fight? - The fight.

The fight you had with Cathy on the night

that she passed away.

What was that fight all about?

Well, Cathy didn't need a reason to fight.

Were you aware that Cathy had called her husband,

her ex-husband asking for a reconciliation?

Yeah, she made the call right in front of me.

[Pembleton] Oh, how'd that make you feel?

Make you angry? Were you angry?

Yeah, it made me angry.

Every time she got mad at me, she'd get him on the phone.

She'd make all kinds of things up.

She'd make stuff up like what,

like you were hitting her?

- I only hit her one time. - Oh, yeah, only one.

And I apologized for that, she forgave me.

- [laughs] Uh-huh. - Look, I got a temper, okay?

But basically, I'm a peaceful cat.

You're a peaceful cat?

What, this coming from the mouth of a guy

who was arrested three times for assault

in one, one, one year.

That was self-defense.

Arrested once, hey, you're entitled.

Arrested twice, it's Baltimore, home of the bar brawl.

But arrested three times for assault in one year,

then maybe it's time for you to start admitting you

that you have emotional control problems.

At least I've got emotions,

not like her old cold fish of an ex.

Cathy liked my temper.

Now, how well do you know Commander Clifton?

I never met him.

Yeah, but she told you about him.

Yeah, she told me.

She told me they never fought,

and she hated that.

What, she was unhappy because they didn't fight?

Well, you know how frustrating that can be.

Trying to pick a fight with someone,

only they never bite.

Keep going, Frank. I'll be right back.

[door slams]

How's Pembleton doing in there?

[Bayliss] Oh, great.

It's Frank, he's in The Box, it's like coming home.

Where are you going?

Chasing a feeling, Gee.

[dramatic music playing]

[Lewis] Luther Mahoney.

Detective Lewis.

- What can I do for you? - Luther.

Just dropping by to tell you

we bumped into a friend of yours yesterday.

As matter of fact, we arrested a friend of yours.

Franklin Chubb.

- Don't know the man. - He knows you.

Said you had him murder Reginald Copeland, on your orders.

Reginald Copeland. Reginald Copeland.

- Name doesn't ring any bells. - [both chuckling]

Luther, it gives me great pleasure

to charge you with conspiracy

in the murder of Reggie Copeland.

We got the shooter, we got the weapon.

And we got a witness, gave us the whole story.

Well, story's a good word for it.

My nephew has a vivid imagination.

Nephew.

You hear anybody say anything about a nephew?

[Mahoney] You know, I haven't seen Junior since yesterday morning.

And we both know Junior's personality.

You're hanging your case on Junior?

That's very ambitious of you and the State Attorney,

but ultimately a waste of your time and mine.

Can you hook him up, please, Officer.

Come on. You can lock me up today.

But you know me, Detective.

Tonight I'll be buying you a drink.

[Lewis laughing]

[Daniels] Commander Clifton, Dawn Daniels from WBAL.

Your wife and children were found murdered in their beds.

There, there, there. You see that? See that?

Just a split second before hearing the news, his knees buckled.

Now he's reacting with grief, before he even knows what he's grieving.

[Pembleton] She was talking about his wife and his child.

- He's looking for a reaction on her face-- - [Bayliss] No, no, no.

He knows what he's gonna hear, Frank.

He's guilty. A man with no emotions.

He's faking a reaction, Gee.

Get down to Annapolis, bring him back to Baltimore.

- [Bayliss] That's all I need. - Wild goose chase.

- Hey, Lieutenant, you live alone, don't you? - I do.

Do you ever miss coming through your front door

and seeing someone who's happy to see you?

- Yes, I do. - Well, I was hoping you'd say that.

- Why? - Well, 'cause I need a place to stay for a couple.

- Absolutely not. - You said if I ever needed--

The day I ever get that lonely, Brodie,

I'll go out and get a dog.

And find some place else to live,

but don't you sleep in the squad room anymore.

- You're stinking up the place. - I'm not sleeping in here.

[keys jangling]

[tense music playing]

What up, Luther?

You know my nephew, Junior Bunk?

Word is they got him tucked away, under lock and key.

Well, I gotta get a message to him.

Not a problem.

[dramatic music playing]

[Bayliss] Hello.

- So you talked to Sutter? - [Bayliss] We did.

And he's guilty, right?

You know, I'm kinda curious.

You're so positive that Jimmy Sutter

murdered your ex-wife and your children,

why didn't you tell the police down in Annapolis?

Well, I was upset. I wasn't thinking clearly.

Right. Right. You were upset and ran.

Well, running calms me down.

When I'm upset, emotional, I need to run.

You don't like getting emotional, do you, Commander?

What's that supposed to mean?

Now, Mr. Sutter said that...

that you and your wife

never ever had a fight,

that you never got mad with your wife.

[Clifton] Well, there are ways to resolve problems

without two people screaming at each other.

Yeah, but you didn't resolve them.

I mean, you got divorced.

Is it-- is it warm in here?

Yeah, it is a little bit.

Yeah, we got a problem with the whole heating system in here.

We got old pipes.

But Cathy left you.

Well, no, Cathy didn't leave me. It was a mutual decision.

Well, that's not what it says here in the divorce petition.

You have our divorce record?

It's routine, Commander, part of the investigation.

All right, this petition

lists Cathy as the plaintiff, you see?

Yeah, what does this have to do with Cathy's murder?

- We should be talking about Sutter. - Uh-huh.

- Well, what do you wanna tell us about him? - He hit her.

On more than one occasion,

she called and said he was threatening her.

- [Pembleton giggling] - Mm-hmm. Right.

And what'd you feel about that?

Made me feel like I wanted to kill the son of a bitch.

How do you think?

Can't you just turn down the heat?

No, the, you know, thermostat's in our Captain's office,

and he likes it hot, so.

Now, Commander,

didn't you ever, ever confront Sutter?

That wasn't my business. It was Cathy's personal life.

Oh. Well, how about your sons?

I mean, aren't they your business?

I loved my sons.

If I thought they were in danger,

believe me, I would not have let that go by.

You have high blood pressure.

- [Clifton] What? - You have high blood pressure.

Your secretary told us when we went

to check on your alibi.

She's concerned about your health,

how that might affect you.

[Clifton] She has nothing to worry about.

Oh, the silent killer,

that's what they call high blood pressure.

- I would know. I have it. - I'm on medication.

My blood pressure's under control.

- What are you on? - Lopressor.

Lopressor?

Are you-- you having trouble with side effects?

- No. - No fatigue, no lethargy, no--

Hey, Frank, let me talk to you outside.

Hang on, I'm trying to get to the bottom

of these-- these side effects.

I know, I know, I know. Now.

Oh, excuse me, Commander. We'll be right back.

What?

What are you doing, bringing up his blood pressure?

You-- you were right.

Oh, is that-- is that what you wanna hear?

You were right, and I was wrong.

Clifton's guilty. I'm all over it.

- Is that what you dragged me out here for? - No, no, Frank, Frank.

It isn't about being right, being wrong, no.

What? You-- you wanna take a shot at him all by yourself.

- Is that it, huh? - [Bayliss groans]

You know something, you and me,

we're just-- we are so out of rhythm.

After four years, we got to a point where you would take a tack,

and I'd know immediately what you were doing,

- and I'd follow that tack. - Right. Right. Right.

And we got to a place where we trusted each other's moves.

- It was beautiful. - Yeah, it-- it was beautiful.

You remember that interview we were doing this morning,

with the-- with the boyfriend?

You got up and you walked out.

You didn't tell me where you were going.

And now you're talking about you don't trust me.

That's not what I'm talking about, Frank.

Then what are you talking about? What are you talking about, huh?

I don't know where you're going in there.

I don't know what questions you're gonna ask next, or anything like that.

I don't know-- See? I don't know if your head is gonna explode.

Now, I had to be in that Box,

and I watched you stroke out in there,

and I don't think that I can do that again,

you know, it just-- it doesn't interest me.

I-- is-- is that it? You-- you don't wanna work with me

'cause you think I'm gonna have another stroke on you?

- Is that it? - No, Frank.

I want us to be on the same page with this guy.

I'm gonna stop-- Stop lying to me. Stop lying to me.

I'm a cop, you're a cop, we're cops.

Cops die.

Partners die.

Everybody dies.

Get over it.

- Come on, you're-- you're ready. - Wanna-- Yeah.

Are you? Okay. Open the door. Open the door.

- Megan Russert, please. - [Russert] Who's this?

- This is Brodie. - [Russert] Who?

JH Brodie from Baltimore.

[Russert] Oh, hey, Brodie. How are you?

- Megan? - [Russert] Yeah.

Well, I'm good. Things are great over here.

I mean, how's France?

[Russert] Très jolie, as they say over here.

- And how's your daughter? - [Russert] Fantastic.

- Your new husband? - [Russert] Great.

You're not really pregnant, right?

[Russert] What do you want, Brodie?

Well, I was just thinking

about that really nice brownstone that you have.

And I was wondering, do you have anyone house-sitting?

Because I'm presently without a place.

[Russert] You're kidding, right?

No, I'm serious. I got evicted, and--

[Russert] Did Munch put you up to this?

- [line clicking] - Hello?

He-- Megan? Hello?

Hello?

- [crowd shouting on TV] - It's not your life, it's my life...

I love this show.

[knocking on door]

Hope that's lunch. I'm starving.

- Yeah? - [man] Room service.

Leave it out there, now. Thank you.

[dramatic music playing]

[Lewis] Well, how the hell did this happen?

- Mahoney's in lockup. How did he get to Bunk? - It's Luther Mahoney.

The Detail Officers swear they never left the room.

I want their names, I want their badges.

[Danvers] Have a seat. We're just getting started.

So let me understand this, Mr. Russom.

Your client is saying that all his previous statements

to law officers are entirely fictional,

and that he now wishes to make a statement

in the murder of Reggie Copeland

that is exculpatory of Luther Mahoney?

Luther Mahoney had nothing to do

with the murder of Reggie Copeland.

My client will testify to that.

If your client wants to back up on his statement,

that's his choice,

but he runs the risk of being charged

with perjury and false report.

[Russom] We're aware of the implications.

Have you been listening to this?

You could be looking at ten years.

That's ten years, Junior.

And there's no guarantee

that your uncle won't come back on you.

You gotta be serious. I'm all right with Luther.

Who you think got me this lawyer?

Are you gonna let this Bunk punk off the hook here, Danvers?

I can't force him to tell the truth.

Mr. Russom, you and your client are free to leave.

But if he testifies falsely in open court,

he will be charged with felony perjury.

I got to live in this world.

You just let Luther Mahoney walk, again.

I'm looking for a Detective Kellerman.

[Kellerman] Yeah, that's me.

- [Cox] Hey. - Hey.

Just what I always wanted,

a summons to appear before the grand jury.

So you appear before the grand jury.

Worst comes to worst, you plead the Fifth.

Am I right, Dr. Cox?

I wouldn't know. I'm not a lawyer.

You really can't do anything about the heat in here?

Well, it is warm in here.

You might as well take off your jacket, Commander.

Get comfortable. You're gonna be here a while.

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, all right.

You know, I have always favored the dress blues of the US Navy.

- Crisp, clean, traditional. - Great, great.

I'd like to talk about Cathy, your wife.

- My ex-wife. - [Pembleton] Oh.

Would you-- would you mind not doing that, please?

- Hmm? Oh. - Thank you.

So, how well did you two get along after the divorce?

- We got along fine. - [Pembleton] Hmm.

- Do you smoke, Commander? - No.

- Drink? - Occasionally.

- But not as much as Cathy did. - [Bayliss laughing] Oh, yeah.

I mean, we know that Cathy was a--

well, I mean that she drank profusely.

I would've preferred she not drink so much, yes.

[Pembleton] Would you also have preferred

that she not have, um, affairs?

- [Clifton] What? - You know, affairs.

[Bayliss] Yeah, she had an affair with Jimmy Sutter.

This is two months before she left you.

That doesn't matter.

- [Bayliss chuckles] - That doesn't up-- upset you?

[Clifton] Cathy was impulsive. I never held that against her.

[Bayliss laughing] Wait a minute.

She had an affair,

and she left you for the man that she had an affair with.

And you're okay with that?

I adjusted to being divorced.

I didn't like it, but I accepted my situation.

[Bayliss] What, she left you, she came here to Baltimore,

she brought your kids.

- You paid alimony, Commander? - Cathy didn't work.

Oh, so-- so you bought that-- that townhouse?

You-- you paid for the furniture?

You-- you bought that gorgeous little bed?

Yeah, the bed, that bed, that bed that Sutter sleeps in.

Yeah, he's drinking a beer, he's sleeping with your wife,

he's kissing your sons good night.

Meanwhile, what are you doing?

- You're alone in Annapolis. - [Pembleton] Right.

You don't have a girlfriend, do you, Commander?

- [Clifton] No, I don't. - [Pembleton] No.

So you spend a lot of time alone,

working until three o'clock in the morning,

while your wife's drinking with her boyfriend,

who's being new daddy to your sons,

and that doesn't upset you?

- No. - [Pembleton laughing]

Well, you're a-- you're a better man than I am,

'cause I would be furious.

[Bayliss] Oh. Whoa. Whoa.

[Pembleton] Just get-- no, it's all right, it's all right.

- Just get it. Just get it. - [Pembleton] Let me help there.

[overlapping arguing]

Don't ruin-- Give me the damn jacket now!

Now. Now.

[Pembleton] This is how you felt when you killed your wife.

This is the rage that fueled you to stab her 20 times.

[Clifton] She divorced me.

Walked out, screaming to high heaven

that I made her feel like she wasn't alive,

that she was dead inside.

So I became a divorced man.

Then, two nights ago, she calls me.

Hmm?

She says our divorce was a mistake.

She said she loved me.

Well, I couldn't let her do that.

We decided to be divorced.

She said she didn't love me.

She couldn't change her mind.

We made a decision, and we had to stick with that.

I could not let her change things again.

I wouldn't let her do that to me.

I wouldn't let her.

Shouldn't you be home with your wife, Lewis?

[Lewis] She's visiting her mom. Come on here.

Have another one. On the house.

Get you drunk. [chuckling]

Why not? I'm entitled.

This day couldn't get any worse.

I wouldn't necessarily say that.

So this is the infamous cop bar.

[laughing]

The Waterfront.

It's very...

quaint.

- What you want, Luther? - Mmm.

I just came to show that I have no hard feelings.

And I would like to buy a drink...

for the house.

What, no takers?

What about you, Terri?

- I'm not thirsty. - [Mahoney] Hmm.

Why don't you see if they got some Newports in the machine?

[Lewis] I remember when I was first coming up as a patrolman.

And my sergeant told me

that sometimes you're gonna have to clear the corner.

- Hmm. - [Lewis] No big thing.

Just invite everybody to move on.

And for most people, that's enough.

You know, the police tell you to move along,

that's what you're gonna do, you're gonna move along.

Except every once in a while, he told me,

there's gonna be some knucklehead fool...

that's gonna wanna stand there on your corner talking trash.

And then he told me, he said, "Don't you ever...

ever let no knucklehead stand there.

Because the minute you do that,

the minute you let somebody shame you,

you're finished as a beat cop."

And what he suggested that I do

is that I take my nightstick,

and I pop him upside the head so hard

that everybody who hears it knows who had the last word.

You're on my corner.

[Mahoney laughing]

[Lewis exhales sharply]

[Stivers sighing]

I'll drink to that.

My partner thought you were guilty right off.

But I didn't, because I thought...

why would a man kill his own sons?

You killed your wife with a knife,

with passion, with brutality.

But you shot the boys.

It's painless.

Efficient.

Why?

What was that?

Mercy?

Did I?

Is that what I did?

Did I show them mercy?

Hey.

Hey.

What brings you here?

You.

Me?

Getting a grand jury summons

puts a damper on your day, I would think.

Yeah.

You need company?

Thanks.

[Kellerman] Do you want a beer or something?

[Cox] Well...

[bell tolling]

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