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[rabbi praying in Hebrew]

[somber instrumental playing]

God, it's cold!

Let me give you a hint, Mike, all right?

It's the dead of winter, a call comes in,

what's the first thing you ask?

I don't know, why don't you tell me?

Indoors or out?

If they tell you the body's in a playground or a park,

or anything remotely rustic, you take a pass.

If it's something in between, like this parking lot,

then it's a toss-up, but always, always, always,

in weather like this, you've gotta wear a hat.

- Right, Doc? - Oh, yeah. And a scarf.

- What've we got? - Uh, strangulation.

He had bad abrasions, contusions, ligature marks and a possible rape.

- [Munch] Getting this, Brodie? - I got frost all over my lens.

[Kellerman] What are the marks on her neck?

Um, possibly from a chain necklace digging into her skin.

I found the victim's purse.

$32 in change in the wallet, full set of credit cards.

Her name is Helen Rosenthal.

Looks like nothing's missing.

She wasn't robbed.

[Kellerman] Well, except for the chain.

Helen Rosenthal lives at 2560 Ozark Court.

[Brodie] So, like, Pikesville?

I know where it is.

I used to deliver the paper there.

[retro pop music playing]

[*]

[music fades]

[Kellerman] You grew up in this neighborhood?

[Munch] Helen and I went to high school together.

[theme song playing]

[*]

[officer] Homicide.

- Her name's Sarah Langdon. - Langdon?

- Yeah. Why? - [door clicks open]

Yes?

- [Kellerman] Sarah Langdon? - That's me.

I'm Detective Mike Kellerman. This is Detective Munch.

We're with the Baltimore City Police Homicide Unit.

Is your father Joe Langdon?

Has something happened to my dad?

No, this isn't about your father.

It's your mother, Miss Langdon. I'm sorry.

My mother?

My mother's upstairs, asleep.

[Sarah] Mom!

Mom?

[ominous instrumental playing]

Think about it, Dreyfuss! Think about it!

For once in your life, put yourself in his shoes!

You are Johnny Abernagi.

You've been working behind the counter all day.

Your shift ends in one half hour.

You're tired, you're hungry. You wanna go home and eat.

See your wife, Gita, who's six months pregnant.

Your little son Ari just turned two.

Then I walk in with my gun.

And I point it at you. How does that feel, huh?

You feel that fear? You feel the terror?

You feel the sweat, huh?

It's 'cause you're gonna die.

You'll never see your sweet wife's face again.

You're never gonna play with your son.

- It wasn't me! - Yes, it was! It was you!

You walked in the drugstore!

You looked Johnny Abernagi in the eye,

just like I'm looking at you right now, and you decided he had to die.

You aimed the gun, you pulled the trigger,

you splattered Johnny Abernagi's brains

against the back wall of the drugstore, you did that.

Blood and brains. A man's life gone.

But before he died, he was afraid, Dreyfuss.

Afraid, just like you are right now.

Boom! Boom!

- How does that feel, Dreyfuss? - Man, come on! Please, man!

I got witnesses, can place you in the drugstore!

Well, okay. Okay, okay, okay.

- I was there. - Right, you were there.

- I was there. - You were there, you were there.

You see how easy that was to tell the truth?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I was-- I was in the store,

but I didn't shoot anybody!

You shot him in the forehead, like that.

- Boom! Boom! Boom! - Frank!

Can I see you?

I'm working here.

I need to talk to you now, hmm?

- What? - See that guy over there?

Came in about ten minutes ago.

Confessed to holding up the drugstore on Eastern Avenue.

Says he shot Abernagi by accident.

Uh, Dreyfuss shot Abernagi.

The kid brought in the cash from the register.

What?

And the murder weapon.

You were wrong, Frank.

Want me to tell him?

Stand up, Mr. Dreyfuss.

[chair squeaks]

Go home.

[Kellerman] When was the last time that you saw your mother?

I came home late from class last night, and Mom was on her way out.

Do you know where she was going?

To dinner with her friend, Debbie Strauss.

[Kellerman] Did she say which restaurant?

- [Sarah] No. - [Kellerman] Okay.

Did your mom have any enemies?

Enemies?

Yeah, you know, I mean someone she was having a problem with,

someone who might wanna hurt her.

Everybody loved my mom.

That's true.

I used to live around the corner, on Cherokee Drive.

You knew my mom?

And dad.

Pikesville High's perfect couple.

I should've known they'd get married, and live happily ever after.

Well, they didn't.

They were divorced 15 years ago.

Mom and I moved in here with my grandmother.

Where's your father now?

In an apartment complex on Sewell Avenue.

Or at least he used to. He may have moved.

You don't see much of each other?

We're not close.

I-- I guess I should call him, and tell him.

We can do that for you, if it'll make it easier.

He works up at the high school.

Okay.

Did your mother use to wear a necklace?

She wore a chain with my brother's class ring on it.

Your brother?

Mitchell.

He died a long time ago.

You have your mother's eyes.

[retro pop music playing]

[girls giggling]

[inaudible whisper]

[giggling]

[teacher] Shh!

How much longer does she need to stay here?

We have to bury her by morning.

Jewish law says that you have to--

Within 24 hours.

Except for the Sabbath. Yes, I know.

Actually, we're done,

so if you'd like to arrange a time with your funeral home,

we'll release the body.

The cause of death was asphyxiation due to strangulation.

Her hyoid bone was fractured, so whoever did this really hung on for a while.

And also, she was sodomized.

- You get a semen sample? - Yeah. It's at the lab.

What about time of death?

Well, there was minimal rigor, it was pretty cold outside.

It was freezing, hat or no hat.

Yeah, I'd-- I'd say time of death was between midnight and 2:00 a.m.

So if they bury her by morning, it should still be permissible.

Tell me, Dr. Cox, how is it that you know more about Judaism than I do?

What can I say? I'm no ordinary shiksa.

[Munch] Ready to go?

No.

I just want her to wake up.

[ominous instrumental playing]

I'm telling you, soon, very soon there's gonna be, like, 500 channels.

Everything you want will be taken care of for the old boob tube.

You'll see and hear whatever you need to see and hear,

without ever having to rise from your Sealy Posturepedic.

It's never gonna happen.

Here comes Joe Langdon and Helen Rosenthal.

Pikesville High's perfect couple.

[blues instrumental playing]

Why do guys like him always have to get girls like her?

[school bell ringing]

[students chattering]

High school hasn't changed that much since I graduated.

When was that? About two years ago?

[chuckling] It was 1984.

Come on, I think that's him.

- Joe Langdon? - Yeah.

John Munch, Baltimore Police.

Uh, Helen's dead, I heard.

Really? How'd you hear that?

Pikesville's a small town.

Munch, don't I know you?

[Munch] We were in history class together.

Boston Tea Party, the Emancipation Proclamation,

Mother Jones.

Oh, yeah, I remember you, a little geek.

[bell ringing]

When's the last time you saw your ex-wife, Mr. Langdon?

I don't remember.

What do you mean, you don't remember?

We didn't speak.

She lived six blocks from here.

Let's just say, we did a good job avoiding each other.

How long you been working here?

About 13 years.

Used to be the football coach over at Westview High, before the accident.

What accident?

It was in '79. I was drunk.

Mitchell, our son, was in the front seat.

Went through the windshield.

He was 15.

Now you understand why Helen and I didn't speak?

She never forgave me.

[Bayliss] Hey! Good work, Frank.

Good work on what?

Abernagi. You put the case down.

Is that what you heard?

You heard, what, I put the case down?

The name is in black on The Board here,

so it's not still open, is it?

- No. - Okay. Good work.

What are you doing tonight?

Tonight, uh, I'm gonna pay some bills,

maybe catch some must-see TV.

You wanna come over for dinner?

You-- you want me to what?

Have dinner with me.

Pasta, salad--

dinner, dinner!

At your house?

You want me to come over to your house, and have dinner with you.

- That's what you're asking? - Never mind. Never mind.

No, Frank, Frank, listen to me.

I'd love to come over, and have dinner at your house.

- I would. - Okay, 8:30.

Good, great, great.

- You want me to bring something? - [Pembleton] Mm.

I'll bring some wine, maybe.

Maybe-- I know you don't drink wine,

but Mary would like to have some wine.

Does she like red or white wine?

- Mary won't be there. - She won't?

- No. - Why not?

Mary-- Mary left me.

I spoke to Debbie Strauss.

She said goodbye to Helen in front of the restaurant around 11:00.

They took separate cars?

Yeah, Strauss parked on the street.

Helen was in the garage.

Detective Munch?

Present.

Detective Kate McClendon, Violent Crimes.

You the primary on the Rosenthal case?

What can I do for you?

Well, I've been working on a series of rapes in the Mount Washington area.

We've had three women attacked in the last six months.

- Your victims sodomized? - Yep.

Did any of the victims identify the rapist?

No, nobody could make a positive ID.

The guy would come up from behind at night,

usually while they're getting in or out of their car.

You happen to get a semen sample?

Yeah, we have one at the lab, we're waiting for the results.

- What's your guy's blood type? - AB positive.

Look, call me with the results.

We may be looking at the same man.

- You got the file upstairs? - Yeah, on my desk.

Think we should check it out?

You two go ahead.

- [McClendon] Okay. - [Kellerman] Sure.

[Sarah] I found this yearbook of Mom's.

See that?

You filled up the whole page.

I didn't realize you and Mom were so close.

[Munch] Yeah.

Pikesville High.

I was over there today. I saw your dad.

- Oh. - He told me about the accident.

What does that have to do with this investigation?

Well, seeing as what they went through after Mitchell's death,

do you think your father would've--

I don't think he could have.

My father's an alcoholic, Detective.

Half the time he's too drunk to even stand up, let alone--

Sorry, I just had to ask.

Sorry.

What time's the burial tomorrow?

9:00 a.m. at Beth Torah.

I'll try to be there.

One more question, Sarah.

Was your mother seeing anyone lately? Did she have a boyfriend?

George Young. They weren't serious, though.

They'd only been seeing each other for the past few months.

George Young?

[pages rustling]

[Munch] This George Young?

- That's him. - Thanks.

See ya.

[ominous instrumental playing]

[George] Come on, talk to me.

What's the matter, why don't you stop, and talk to me for a second?

What, you think you're too good for me or something?

- Hey, Young! Hey, Young! - [Helen] Stop it!

- Get out of here, Munch! - Leave her alone.

This ain't none of your business, we're just talking.

I said leave Helen alone.

What are you gonna do, Johnny Munch?

- Gonna do something to me? - [Helen] Leave him alone!

- Huh? - [Helen] George, stop it.

- Johnny. - Wanna take a punch?

Go ahead! Get up!

[Helen] George!

Johnny, are you all right?

Get a load of the hero, Helen.

Now that you got rid of the big football star,

maybe you should go out with this clown.

Since you think you're too good for me.

See ya around, tough guy.

That was so neat! You were just like Rowdy Yates on Rawhide.

I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come, you all right?

Me? I'm fine.

What did George mean about Joe?

Oh, me and Joe, we broke up.

He wanted to do things, so--

Listen, I gotta go home. Are you sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

All right, I'll see you later.

[Munch] Bye.

Come on, Bernie.

[Bernie] That was neato, man!

[Kellerman] You stay in the house for seven days?

[Brodie] It's called "sitting shivah."

- [Kellerman] You can't go out? - No.

- And there's no wake? - No. No wake.

The shivah is the wake, okay?

I get this, but then, there's something I don't get.

What's that?

Why did Cox say that she was no ordinary shivah?

She didn't say "shivah." She said shiksa.

"Shiska"?

Shiksa, shiksa. Sheesh!

George Young. Check this out.

This guy got inducted into the army in 1964 in the infantry, right?

Now, he does two tours in Vietnam.

And then he gets charged with assault in 1968.

And they send him to Leavenworth,

where he gets a dishonorable discharge in 1978.

He currently works as a plumber, and he lives in Pikesville.

Am I the only person to move out of that neighborhood?

Let's go talk to him.

Wait, but Johnny-- What's a shiksa?

Boy, you really do live in a big Irish cocoon, don't you?

Come on, do it for me just one more time, please, and I won't ask you again.

- Would you give it a rest? - Just once more, please.

Oy vey zmere. I'm so meshugginah, I could plotz.

- [giggling] Do it again. - No.

Hey, pal.

- Your name George Young? - Yeah.

John Munch.

Now, why does that name ring a bell?

We went to high school together.

Oh, yeah, now I remember, Johnny.

What do you want? An alumni donation?

I'm a homicide detective now.

I want to talk to you about Helen Rosenthal.

[sighing] Well, make it quick. I'm on my way to a job.

Where were you last night?

Sleeping, like every guy who gets up at 5:00 a.m. to go to work.

Can you prove that?

What do you mean? Do I have witnesses?

Yeah.

Only my Mickey Mouse alarm clock.

I take it you haven't found who killed Helen?

No. Not yet.

Look, Detective.

I get to work early, I go to bed early.

I was at work on time this morning.

- You can ask my supervisor. - We did.

Good, and when you find out who murdered her,

you let me know,

'cause I'm gonna kill the bastard.

Oy.

[horn honking]

Oh, man, Frank, this sauce is delicious.

- Make it yourself? - No, no, Mary made it.

I defrosted it.

It is good, isn't it?

Well, like I said before, it is delicious.

You know, Mary's such a good cook.

I can't boil water.

You made this pasta, didn't you?

You cook for yourself?

Well, you know, sometimes.

What I usually do is I order takeout,

or heat up a can of soup, frozen dinners.

Boy, I hate frozen dinners.

There's some good frozen dinners out there, Frank.

This is the last container of sauce in the freezer.

She'll come back.

No, I don't think so.

Sure she will, she just needs some time, you know,

to think things through.

And what am I supposed to do in the meantime?

Learn to like frozen dinners.

[both chuckling]

She loves you, Frank.

Let me get this straight. You're telling me about my wife?

Is that it?

Mary's gone.

Olivia's gone.

I'm-- I'm alone here, in this empty house.

What am I-- What am I supposed to do?

Spend the rest of my life waiting for my family to come back?

- Come on, Frank. -"Frank."

Who is that? Who-- who exactly is this--

this Frank Pembleton?

I used to be so sure, I used to be your partner.

That was the good old days, I used to be Mary's husband,

Olivia's father, I'm-- I'm still Olivia's father,

but sitting here right now, I'm none of those things.

You've got your job.

[laughs wryly]

Being a homicide detective, that's who you are, Frank.

You take some peace in that.

I-- I used to believe in my instincts.

That as a detective, I was infallible.

I don't-- I don't even believe that anymore.

[Bayliss sighs]

Hey, Frank, that was a good dinner last night, thanks.

You know, I-- I can't even count on one hand

the amount of times we've broken bread together.

You know, I was thinking something.

You want to come on over to my place tonight, have some dinner?

No.

- What do you mean, "No"? - No.

- Where you going? - Church.

Really? You're going to church?

- Church. Morning Mass. - Church. Okay.

[sighing] You don't want to have any dinner with me, that's all right.

- That's fine. - It is.

You don't wanna tell me where you're going, Frank,

that's fine, too, because I don't wanna know.

Have a nice life.

- [thunder rumbling] - [rabbi praying in Hebrew]

You know what they're saying?

It's the Kaddish. A prayer for the dead.

[dramatic instrumental playing]

- [Sarah] We made it. - We made it.

So, did your mother go to synagogue often?

Yeah?

She didn't always.

My dad was a Protestant.

Growing up, the closest we came to religion

was watching Rudolph on television.

And then the accident happened, and the divorce.

Once Mom and I moved in with my grandmother,

we all went to synagogue together.

Yom Kippur. Passover.

Then Mom started going on her own.

She said she liked the routine, the ritual.

Never understood it until now.

- [thunder rumbling] - You're not religious, are you?

The only thing I have in common with Judaism is

we both don't like to work on Saturdays.

[Sarah chuckling]

Are you ready, Sarah? We should head for the house.

Debbie, this is Detective Munch.

Johnny Munch. I'd recognize you anywhere.

Come.

- [teacher speaking French] - [class repeating phrases]

[bell ringing]

[teacher speaking French]

Um, Helen, can I ask you something?

Uh-huh.

I was wondering, you're not dating George Young, are you?

[laughing] I'd never go out with George Young.

Well, I was thinking,

I could go to the prom with you.

We could go together.

I know it's a couple of months away, but...

what I mean is, would you like to go to the prom with me?

- Johnny-- - I'm talking too much, aren't I?

I just don't know what to say.

That means no.

No, I mean, I can't.

Joe and me, we got back together.

He came over last night, and he was crying, and--

Well, Joe's the only boy I've ever dated.

I've never even kissed anyone else.

Not even at camp.

Sometimes things are just supposed to be, you know.

It's like me and Joe are supposed to be together for the rest of our lives.

How do you know that for sure?

I just know.

Well, Johnny, you're not mad, are you?

No, no, I'm not mad.

Well, thank you for asking me.

That's one of the sweetest things anyone's ever done.

Yeah, sure.

[footsteps approaching]

Helen, come on. We're gonna be late for class.

See you later, Johnny.

[retro pop music playing]

See you later.

[guests chatting]

Hey, Mikey!

Don't eat that!

- Why not? - It's not allowed.

You have to wait until after the minyan to eat.

Oh, okay, what's a minyan?

It's like an appetizer or something like that?

[Munch] Don't sit there!

What, you're not supposed to sit down here?

- Other people are sitting down. - In chairs.

The crates are to remind the family of their discomfort.

Oh, there's a lot of rules in this religion.

John, is this Detective Kellerman?

- Yeah, I'm Kellerman. - Debbie Strauss.

Oh, hi, right. We talked on the phone, yeah.

Let me know if I can be of any more help with the investigation.

Did you know that Helen was seeing George Young?

Did I know? I told her to.

- Well, you set them up? - I tried.

And Helen went along with it for a while.

The truth is, she wasn't much interested in dating, let alone marriage.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. George proposed to Helen?

Several times. But she always turned him down.

- Sarah, are we starting? - Yes.

We need ten men for the minyan.

Uh, Detective Munch, do you mind?

Oh, no. Not me.

Why not?

We gotta get back to work.

- Oh, it won't take long. - Yeah. Go ahead.

- For Mom. - [Munch sighs]

Listen, Sarah, I-- I don't remember the Kaddish.

Oh, you will once you try. It's just like riding a bike.

Exactly, I haven't ridden a bike since 1965.

[men praying in Hebrew]

I'll ask Dr. Weinblatt.

[prayer continues]

[bells ringing]

[priest and congregation] We believe in one lord,

Jesus Christ, the Only Son of God,

eternally begotten of the Father,

God from God, light from light,

true God from true God.

We believe in the Holy Spirit,

the holy Catholic Church,

the communion of saints,

the forgiveness of sins,

the resurrection of the body,

and life everlasting.

Amen.

I don't pray any more.

God and I are not on a first-name basis.

We're not on speaking terms.

I used to pray for answers, a clue,

a sign of what I should do.

How to find something precious in this life?

[bells ringing]

I have to say, I'm surprised to see you here.

Me, too.

I don't go into churches any more.

I-- I don't think I'll ever be back.

The Body of Christ.

[bell ringing]

The Body of Christ.

The Body of Christ.

You told me a long time ago to look for God

in the love of my wife.

Do you love your wife?

Yes. Very much.

Is she precious to you?

Yes.

Now my wife is gone.

There's no God for me there.

[bell chiming]

[priest] The Body of Christ.

The Body of Christ.

My job, working murders,

all I see down there is death.

There...

is no God there.

Are you sure?

Open your eyes a little wider.

What's sacred? What's holy?

You'll recognize God when you see him.

[priest] The Body of Christ.

[priest] The Body of Christ.

- [horn honking] - [siren wailing]

What's up, John?

Why didn't you want to do the prayer?

- I don't remember it. - Get out of here!

I've heard the thing twice, and I've almost got it down.

"Yitgadal, vi yitgadoo."

Veyitkadash.

Well, so you obviously know it. Why didn't you say it?

What are you, the village rebbe now?

- [Kellerman clearing throat] - Come on, George, where are you?

His supervisor said he had a job on this street.

You really think George Young could have killed Helen Rosenthal?

She refused his marriage proposal,

he has a history of violence.

Maybe he figured if he can't have Helen, no one else can.

- [Kellerman] That's him! - [tires screeching]

[suspenseful instrumental playing]

[car door clicks closed]

Hey, Johnny Munch, Ace Detective.

- You find Helen's killer? - Maybe.

Want to step out of the vehicle?

Why?

Step out of the vehicle now.

I'm working, what are you trying to do, get me fired or something?

Give it a rest, George, come on. We talked to your supervisor.

You know, harassing people's against the law.

So is murder.

- You're arresting me? - [Kellerman] No, George.

We just wanna talk to you. Come on.

Well, why would I kill Helen? I loved Helen.

But she didn't love you.

All right, Munch! That's it! That's it! That's it!

That's Detective Munch, Mr. Young,

and you have two choices.

Either you're gonna come with us peacefully, or you come with us in cuffs.

[Kellerman] You all right? Come on.

We don't want any trouble.

Yes, she did.

Then how come she turned down your marriage proposal?

You know about that?

Everybody knows that you proposed to her,

and everybody knows that she turned you down.

- More than once. - [Munch] She laughed it off.

She didn't laugh it off.

Well, she did say no, didn't she?

She said no.

She didn't laugh at me for asking.

What? She didn't think that she was too good for you?

I mean, come on, George. Look at yourself.

You're a screwed-up ex-GI.

You did ten years in Leavenworth.

I mean, you got a dishonorable discharge.

And you're gonna tell me that a classy lady like that didn't laugh at you?

Helen would never act like that.

How would she act, Mr. Tough Guy, Mr. Push People Around?

[laughing] Is this about high school?

You're getting back at me 'cause I knocked you around once or twice?

You wanna think about those days, Munch?

Think about Helen instead.

You followed her around for four years straight.

I didn't follow her around.

You were a lost puppy dog!

Not that I'm judging.

All I'm saying is, if you ever felt about Helen

a fraction the way I felt my whole life,

then you'd know.

I could never hurt her.

On our way.

What have you got, Frank?

We got a body over in Highland Town, old lady.

No one around, huh?

You can take Bayliss.

Bayliss is not around.

He's sitting on his ass in the coffee room, reading a newspaper.

Take Bayliss.

Nobody's around, huh?

Not in here. What's up?

- [Pembleton] We've got a call. - Oh, yeah?

Old lady.

Uh-huh. And?

And nothing.

- You busy? - [Bayliss sighs]

You want me to go out with you, Frank?

- Not if you're busy. - I'm not busy.

- All right, then. - All right what?

If you're not that busy,

then you can give me a hand with the old lady.

If you want me to go on a call with you, Frank,

why don't you just ask?

Thought I just did.

[Munch] Hey, Jim. Do me a favor, will you?

Give this guy a ride to his truck.

Young didn't do it.

I know, I just got off the phone with Cox.

Semen sample came back AB positive.

- What's Young's? - He's O positive.

Is it true, that he used to beat up on you in school?

[McClendon] Munch, we may have our guy.

I got this looney tune in holding.

He attacked a 28-year-old woman

in Mount Washington this morning.

Had her skirt torn off before a uniform could drive by.

We found this in his pocket.

- [Munch] Catonsville High. - [McClendon] Read the engraving.

[Munch] "Mitchell Joseph Langdon."

It's Helen Rosenthal's son.

This is the ring she wore round her neck.

What's this guy's blood type?

AB positive.

Karl Klung? Karl? Detective John Munch.

I'd like to know where you got this ring.

Were you at the garage Wednesday night?

Where did you get this ring?

Did you kill Helen Rosenthal, huh?

Why did you kill Helen Rosenthal, huh?

- Why? Why? Why? Why? - [Kellerman] John, come on!

[McClendon] Hold on!

[suspenseful instrumental playing]

The son came back with presents, found her dead in bed.

[Pembleton] Forced entry? Robbery? What?

No signs of either.

- [Bayliss] Huh. Hey. - Detectives.

Um, there's-- there's really no reason to go up there.

Are you saying that there's no need for Homicide to take a look at the body?

Yeah. That's what I'm saying.

I was called to the scene, I wanna take a look at the body.

You got a problem with that?

Look, all I'm saying is that you can save yourselves the trouble.

Well, what is it? Is it a mess up there?

Is her body all decomped, or what?

- Go on. Be my guest. - Great.

[somber orchestral music playing over radio]

I got the son waiting in the kitchen, if you want to--

You know what that is, playing on the radio?

What?

Ravel.

"Pavane For a Dead Princess."

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[Bayliss] That's the way it's supposed to be, huh, Frank?

Hmm?

Dying at home in bed, under the covers.

[chuckling] You see her face?

The smile on her face,

like she knew where she was going.

Like she had led a good life, and--

and now she's at rest.

Cox was right.

What do you mean?

That we shouldn't have been in there.

We were intruders, yeah.

Alone and dead, she was peaceful,

sort of...

beautiful.

Sort of...

sacred?

Mmm. Yeah.

[Pembleton sighs]

[record player clicking, whirring]

You really had a thing for her, didn't you?

- Helen? - Yeah, Helen.

What makes you think that?

Well, that's what George said.

Besides, you know, I could just tell.

I guess I had a few Helens of my own.

Do you remember when you were young,

the most exciting thing you thought about was that girl

in your French class?

You'd hope she'd talk to you, let you walk her home.

Maybe let you hold her hand.

[Kellerman] Every time you looked at her, you got embarrassed.

You didn't imagine sleeping with her.

All you could think about was reaching down for her hand.

Weaving your fingers together.

Feeling her palm touch your palm.

We forget what that was like, you know?

We have sex, get married,

fight, get divorced.

Somewhere along the line we forget how wonderful it is

just to hold another human being's hand.

What happens to us that we take things like that for granted?

I don't know. We get older, I guess.

We get older.

Forget who we used to be. What we used to believe in.

Love. Peace.

That the Colts would always be in Baltimore.

Here's to all the Helen Rosenthals.

[vocal blues music playing]

Bang! Wanna see my new badge?

- With all my heart. - What you watching?

Johnny Staccato.

Can't we watch Rawhide?

No, Rawhide isn't on tonight, goofball.

Johnny, do you like girls now, or what?

[sighs] Or what?

I think you like Helen Rosenthal.

Get out of town!

You like her, don't you?

Shut up and go to bed! It's past your bedtime.

I'm never gonna like girls. Only horses.

You really are a moron, aren't you?

I'm gonna be a cowboy when I grow up.

What are you gonna be when you grow up, Johnny?

A detective.

Like Johnny Staccato?

Yeah, wearing a black suit.

Hanging out in a jazz bar when I'm not working.

Getting all the girls.

Except I'm not walking. No.

I'll have a real cool car.

My '49 Mercury Coupe.

[jazz music playing]

[ethereal opera music playing]

- [billiard balls clack] - [patrons chatting]

[ethereal opera music continues]

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[music fades]

[minyan praying in Hebrew]

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