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(Rattles)
Listen, people are starting
to talk,
so I just want to get
our story straight,
all right, be clear about
what we're saying.
(Rattles)
I haven't said anything.
I don't know what we're doing.
- I'm not entirely sure what happened.
- Sorry?
You're not sure what happened?
Well, l, can tell you that.
We were engaged, and then you
slept with another woman.
You lied about it.
You tried to hide it from me,
- and then I found out.
- It's not that simple, Andy.
It is simple.
The problem with the story
is that I don't like it.
You made me look like
such an idiot.
I work with you.
I mean, I work with her.
I'm not willing to be
that girl,
so here's what I propose.
Things were moving
a little too fast.
We're taking some space.
Eventually everything's
gonna fade away.
No one's gonna care anyway.
That is what I want.
That is the least you can do
for me.
(Ball bounces)
I'm sorry.
Yeah, so am I.
(Backboard rattles)
(Clank)
Original Air Date: August 4, 2011
(indistinct conversations)
- I'll see you later.
- See ya.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Hey, I couldn't get
ahold of you all weekend.
- What the hell is going on?
- Yeah, I was staying at my dad's.
- Did your dad fall off the wagon?
- No, no.
He's on a sobriety cruise.
- He's fine.
- So then why are you staying there?
Luke and I are taking a break.
What?
No, it's I'm fine.
It's fine.
It's just
we're taking some space.
We were moving too s fast or
I don't believe in space.
It doesn't work.
Perfect.
(Sighs)
No.
Every couple gets
one breakup.
That's it.
One.
More than that, I'm sorry
You're over.
You're done.
So don't waste it.
Space is for losers.
Yeah, maybe so.
Now get out of mine.
Ooh.
Okay, Linda's collecting
perishables and canned goods
at the front desk.
It's getting cold out there,
and we have at leastst
so it's the least we can do.
In other news,
Sam's old buddy George Goodman
has just been released
from the mental health facility
downtown (Chuckles)
so, uh, let's keep an
eye out for him.
(Sighs and chuckles)
And apparerent
it's day three without caffeine
for officers Shaw and Swarek.
Whoever caffeinates first pays
the tab at the penny tonight.
Your stupid idea.
You know what?
It was my wife's stupid idea, dude,
and you didn't have to agree with it.
(Laughter)
All right, people.
It's Friday night.
Drunks, drunks,
and maybe some drunk people.
(Man coughs)
- All right.
Let'*** it.
(Oliver) - All right.
Let's start local.
We can get some
of these happy hour soakers
off the street, right?
Get close.
Smell their breath.
Pay attention to details
stammering, lying,
bottle of *** kicking
around in the backseat.
Epstein, you've been drunk, huh?
Picture yourself.
(Sirens wail in distance)
All yours, if you want it.
Mnh-mnh.
Mnh-mnh.
Hmm? Oliver gave it to me.
***'s trying to get me
to break.
(Sniffs) Hmm?
No.
No.
Thank you.
(Cup clatters)
You wanna drive,
just let me know.
We can switch.
Why are you being so nice
to me right now?
I'm a nice guy.
No, you are not.
What did you hear?
If you don't wanna drive,
just say so.
Well, the weather has, uh,
definitely turned.
I've always loved the autumn.
Oh, my God! Okay.
We are
taking a break, all right?
Things were moving too fast.
We're slowing it right down.
It's really not the end
of the world!
- Okay, any more questions?
- I didn't ask any questions.
(Static) (Woman) 1519,
we've got a possible B & E
at 11 Hingston Ave.
Are you 10-8? (Click)
(Clatters)
Well, are we going or what?
We're going.
We're going.
Look at me go.
(Siren wails)
Well, the lock is broken,
unless it was like this before.
(Police radio chatter) No, I
know I locked it when I left.
I know, 'cause I always do
this thing to make me remember.
Jazz hands.
Lock the door.
Yay, jazz hands!
It's ridiculous, but it's how I remember.
(Chuckles) - That's okay.
(Exhales deeply) My sister
gets me all worked up.
She hateses that
I live downtown.
She's paranoid.
House is all clear.
You can go in.
I'm gonna check around the side
and check the alley.
(Lowered voice) We got
an E.
D.
P.
wielding a chain saw
at River and Cornwall.
Said we're on our way.
Okay.
All right.
You can go
back inside.
It's okay.
So you're sure
nothing's missing, huh?
I mean
Nothing important.
(Police radio chatter)
My underwear
maybe.
(Sighs) A couple of bras.
A couple of bottoms.
It's expensive,
so I hand-wash it.
You sure it was there?
I'll check in my room,
but this is so weird.
You need to call a
locksmith.
Now.
Don't wait until tomorrow.
This is really important.
This guy is very good.
I'm gonna put the occurrence
number on here for you as well.
Uh, do you have somebody
who can stay with you tonight?
I can call my sister,
settle in for a long night
of "I told you so.
"
Yeah, well, I think
she'll be happy to be here.
Seriously, I'm gonna check up
on you tomorrow, okay?
Uh, actually, you know what?
I'm not leaving
until you call her.
There you go.
Thanks.
No problem.
♪
(Laughs) Think you're
pretty funny, don't you?
What? I'm just meeting
you for a drink, honey.
- You called me.
- We need to get our story straight.
Well, can I get a drink first?
Uh, *** Martini,
straight up, olives.
Andy and I (Clears throat)
Are taking a little space.
Things were moving too fast.
We're slowing it down.
That's the story.
Okay.
What about us?
I don't know.
You know, 'cause there was
another side to that story
(Sighs)
That kinda involves me,
so I guess I'm a little curious
as to how that story ends.
I don't know.
Really?
It's gonna have to do.
You set everything on fire,
everything in your life, for me.
She left, and you still need
a little more time?
Luke, I'm the one
that got away.
If you want me to stay
in the story,
you might want
to figure this out.
I'm gonna let you get that.
(Chain saw rumbling)
Is this our E.
D.
P.
?
Guess who.
Hey, George.
How ya doin'?
Are you ready
to come down, huh?
(British accent) It's not
George.
It's King George.
All right, you know the doc.
We've discussed this.
Yes, my mistake.
King George, are you ready
to come down?
Come on, my lord.
I just I just need
to remove some of this,
so that I can see.
Okay.
Do me a favor.
Shut that thing off.
Come down
here and meet my partner.
You'll like her.
She's a thinker.
Hey, that's a wonderful offer,
and you know what? I'm just
Wonderful.
But I can't climb
back down without dropping this.
You know,
you break it, you buy it.
(Woman) 1519, we've got
another call to 11 Hingston.
Possible domestic.
Neighbor says
she heard a woman screaming.
Okay.
Fine.
I'll buy it.
You know what? She'll buy it.
Copy that.
Copy that.
You guys were just there.
You have a possible domestic.
Uh, you guys got this?
Yeah.
Yeah.
(Siren wails)
Sophie, it's the police!
Open up!
(Lowered voice) Come on.
Let's go to the back.
(Police radio chatter)
Police!
Sophie, you in there?
Sophie!
It's Officer McNally!
Sam! Sam!
Come here.
She's here.
Make sure she's brbrthing.
I'll clear the second floor.
to 11 Hingston.
(Woman) Copy, 1519.
(Static)
Top floor's clear!
E.
M.
S.
is en route.
How's she doing?
She's alive.
(Siren wailing in distance)
It's taking 'em long enough.
Here.
Watch that.
I'll okay.
Keep her air this elevated.
She
might have a busted windpipe.
Ohh.
Careful, careful, careful.
Easy.
- It's okay.
We got her.
- Thanks.
Is she okay?
She's alive.
Great work.
All right.
Lock down
the street and the alleys.
Yes, sir.
(Static) 11 Hingston.
We need all available units.
(Woman) Copy that.
(Jerry)
Okay.
Let's move.
Let's move.
I asked her if anything
was missing.
She said nothing
except her underwear, ,
and even then she wasn't
Underwear? You didn't't
tell me about that.
Well, I was going to.
It was in my notes.
Okay.
No, it it's okay.
The underwear is a hold-back.
What are you talking about?
A detail from a similar crime
we kept out of the press.
Uh, you called Callaghan yet?
Yeah, he's here now.
Why is Luke here?
Okay.
Stay put.
(Car alarm chirps)
Zoe Martinelli rookie from 15,
got killed 3 years ago.
Yeah, I know.
Luke's big case.
Strangled off duty.
Friday night, ground-floor apartment,
six blocks from here,
hands and mouth taped with
silver duct tape.
Only thing stolen was a
pair of underwear.
Guys, I need you to run it
through from the beginning
calm, cool, slow.
Just talk it through, all right?
Walk me through it.
(Police radio chatter)
Okay, first priority containing
the scene, keeping it clean.
Nash, nobody gets in, nobody
gets out.
It's on you, right?
Okay, the rest of you I want
you to fan out in teams.
Neighbors, witnesses
You know the drill.
Be specific details,
inconsistencies, huh?
Pay attention.
Write it all down all of it.
If Callaghan's right,
we're gonna be looking
at Ray Nixon again.
Killed a rookie
from 15 division 3 years ago
and got away with it.
Okay, let's go get him.
I mean, he must've known her,
right Zoe Martinelli?
She was a rookie.
She worked with him.
Yeah, but this girl tonight
I mean, she wasn't a cop.
She was just, uh, a girl.
Swarek and Andy just met with
her.
I mean, Andy talked to her.
Yeah, well, Andy's been
pretty distracted lately,
so maybe she missed something.
Like what? I mean,
what could she have missed?
I mean, it sounded like
she did everything right.
If everything had gone right,
do you think we'd be here right now?
- Gail, that's not fair.
- What's not fair?
- You can't s
- All right, let's start with the neighbor,
see if he heard anything,
go from there.
I was working in the basement,
wearing headphones.
I didn't hear a thing.
Wait, hang on.
Is she okay?
Who?
Sophie, the girl next door.
I
figured it was just a break-in.
Happens all the time
around here.
You know her?
Uh, not not really.
I mean, she seems nice, but
You didn't see her tonight?
No? There's nothing different, nothing
Strange?
No.
I mean I don't know
I saw a guy in the alley.
I was up here getting a beer,
but I'm not even sure what t
Wait, seriously, is she okay?
What'd he look like?
He was a big guy.
Uh, fit.
45,
maybe.
Hair, you know (Blows)
Uh, he was wearing gloves.
But I well, I just figured he
was picking through recycling.
I mean, those guys
always wear gloves, right?
Okay.
Thank you for
your time, Mr.
Wilson.
(Mr.
Wilson) Oh, no problem.
The perimeter's important.
That's why I put you there.
It's where the answers are.
Really? Because I just talked
to a big man with a little dog,
who saw nothing.
Well, slow and steady
wins the race.
It worked for me with you, no?
Hey.
Looks like
we got a witness.
Such a kid.
Maybe he was waiting
for us to leave.
- Maybe he was still in the apartment.
- Mm!
He was not in that apartment.
I cleared that apartment.
Just don't really know
what else I could have done.
I mean, I told her to change
the locks.
I even waited for her
to make the call.
I told her
I was gonna come back tomorrow.
It is tomorrow, and you
did come back.
(Cell phone rings)
Wait a second.
(Ring, beep)
What? You want me to do
an interview?
Yeah, sure, okay.
E.
T.
A.
's two minutes.
Well, cheer up, McNally.
Callaghan got
an eyeball witness.
And he called you?
(Radio chatter)
You can't be in there.
It'll look biased,
and we need this one to stick.
That's why I handed it off.
Hey, Brendon.
How we doing?
I'm Officer Swarek.
Um
- Do you want a water?
- No, thanks.
Yeah? All right.
Uh
All right, so
Maybe you saw someone,
maybe you didn't.
Any of these guys
ring a bell for you?
I was in my kitchen,
and he was in the alley.
It was pretty dark.
Okay, well, just
Just take your time.
Case like this,
everything's useful
Descriptions,
fibers, footprints
Anything.
Maybe this guy?
Look, it's hard to say.
The guy I saw
wasn't in uniform.
Yeah.
- I need a warrant.
- It's 3:00 in the morning,
and, Luke,
we've been here before.
Yeah.
We've been here before
with the same guy
Ray Nixon, the guy I've
wanted all along for this.
And it bit you in the ***
the last time.
Yeah, it bit me in the ***.
Doesn't mean he didn't do it.
Okay? It just means we couldn't
prove it.
I couldn't prove it.
A cop gets killed,
and I can't close this case?
I've been wearing that for three
years, Frank.
Get me a warrant.
I'll see what I can do.
So I guess this means Andy
and Luke aren't getting married.
Not this week.
This week,
they're taking a little space.
Eh, one big break-up
Every couple gets one.
Hey.
That's my line.
You can't steal
my theory when I'm sitting right here.
Wait, so are you saying
that's why she was distracted
when she went
to that woman's house?
She cleared the house.
She called the sister.
What else was she supposed to do?
Well, now we know.
When someone's underwear gets stolen,
you don't leave them alone.
Rookie lesson, live and learn.
Andy.
Yeah.
Hey.
Hungry?
Yeah, thanks.
What? Is everything okay?
Yeah.
(Frank) Luke, it's Saturday.
It's still early.
Yeah, we need to get in there
before Nixon knows we're coming.
(Sam) - Good.
So let's get ready.
(Luke) - Please.
Okay.
We're waiting
on a search warrant
for one Sergeant Ray Nixon,
Decorated veteran,
no criminal record.
Narcissist, control freak,
trophy collector.
(Clears throat) Primary suspect
in the Martinelli ***,
lived a block away from her
at the time.
Eyewitnesses put him near
the scene, but nothing stuck.
The warrant is for
apartment, car, what else?
Office.
It's all on the base.
We're looking for
weapons, duct tape,
underwear, gloves, journal,
camera, pictures, anything.
We're going in with a couple
of M.
P.
s, military police,
so quiet, calm, professional,
in and out, no attitude.
I want in on this.
***'s not
getting away with it this time.
Where we at?
As I said, quiet, calm,
no attitite.
Warrant's in.
Let's move.
(Sirens wailing)
(Police radio chatter)
(Knock on door)
(Luke) Police.
Open up.
(Rattling)
(Man) Give me a second.
Morning, Ray.
(Man) Yeah, this won't
take long, sir.
(Sighs) - Come on in.
(Luke) - Spread out, two to a room.
- You know what we're looking for.
- Morning.
(Oliver) All right, McNally and Diaz,
you're gonna take the office, all right?
Wow, this guy never gives up.
It was three years ago,
there was no evidence,
and, oh, yeah, I didn't do it.
Check the warrant.
(Police radio chatter)
(Oliver) Check up top, too.
Who who's Sophie Lewis?
Oh, that's the woman
you almost killed last night.
Only, you didn't quite
finish the job.
It's kind of
unlike you, Ray.
You must be
getting rusty in your old age.
What are you talking about?
"23:00 hours.
"
I was having a beer with
a soldier from my unit.
- Yeah? Really?
- Yeah.
Give me a name.
We'll check it out.
Private Jane Eddie.
She stopped by for a beer.
She she wanted to talk about
her de her deployment.
Yeah?
She's in barracks.
I'll have her paged.
No, no, no.
We can handle it.
Diaz.
(Oliver speaks indistinctly)
(Sighs)
Look, if you don't mind, I'm
gonna go put some clothes on.
Actually, I do mind.
You're gonna stand right there,
and we're gonna keep
searching in here, then we're
gonna go to your office,
then we're gonna go to your car.
So stay put.
We had a beer
Talked about
his tours in Bosnia
Told me what to expect
when we got to Panjwaii.
What time did you leave?
Around midnight.
(Sighs) We're shipping out soon.
My first tour, Afghanistan
Sarge knows
I'm a little nervous.
We had a beer, all right?
That's it.
That's all.
(Police radio chatter)
(Indistinct conversations)
All right.
So, uh, 21:30 to midnight,
girl swears they were together.
We know that Sophie
was attacked at 23:15,
give or take
five minutes, so
((Ma shouting indistinctly)
Hey, ray.
What'd you promise her?
Excuse me?
The girl.
Your private.
She's lying for you.
So what'd you give her, huh?
Time off? Promotion?
Some underwear?
Detective, it's not my fault
you can't make your case.
Three years of trying, I feel
sorry for you.
I really do.
Easy there, pal.
I'm fine.
Relax.
that's a hell of a view.
I could stay here all day.
Detective, stop!
Detective!
Keep your comments to yourself,
huh? You know what? Better yet
keep talking,
you arrogant son of a ***.
You'll probably give me
something that I could use.
(Man) Guys, let's go!
(Pants)
(Indistinct conversations)
(Telephones ringing,
police radio chatter)
(Andy) What happened?
Turning in my files
and going home.
Why?
I'm sorry it went this way.
No, you're not.
I'm off the case.
It's all yours, detective.
McNally, grab the others for me.
Parade room, two minutes.
Gail, go get the others.
Detective Rosati would like to
share something with the class.
Nash.
I want all this stuff
off the board.
I want to start clean.
Look, I really want to
look at this whole thing fresh.
Okay? No baggage.
You know too much about a case,
it can screw you up.
You get tunnel vision.
So Ray Nixon
Maybe maybe not.
Uh, what happened to Callaghan?
He made a move
before he was sure.
Now he's taking a little time.
That's the story,
so let's just move on.
What do we have from last night?
What do we actually know?
We have a neighbor
who identified Ray Nixon
in a random stack
of photographs.
"Random.
" That picture of Nixon
was in the paper for weeks after
the last time he was arrested.
It's the same neighborhood.
Of course that's
who the kid picked.
Next.
Sorry, detective,
but there's a pattern here.
B & E, *** raid, silver duct
tape on the hands and mouth,
attempted strangulation,
six blocks away from
Zoe Martinelli's apartment
steal underwear as a precursor
to a bigger crime, and we're
talking about Sophie Lewis.
You can't get Zoe Martinelli
off your brain?
Maybe you need a little break.
Here.
Go get us some pizza.
It's gonna be a long day.
Anything I can do to help.
All right, moving on.
Nash, you spoke to someone?
Uh yeah, I, um
I ta talked to a guy who was
walking his dog, 23:15 to 23:30.
And?
Nothing.
He saw nothing.
That's good.
I like nothing.
Let's start from nothing.
(The British columbians)
going out on you ♪
Hey, Liam, pizzas ready yet?
Hey.
Almost out of the oven.
Five more minutes.
There you go, pal.
Luke's right over there.
How long's he been here?
Don't worry.
I'm looking
after him.
It's half ice.
Thanks.
Wow.
Really original.
Never claimed to be original.
You know, another life,
could have had a nice desk job,
house in the suburbs,
reading about dead people
in the newspaper,
vaguely worrying
about the crime rate.
How's your day, honey?
Oh, my day's been great,
really great.
Yeah, I've been lying
to all my friends this morning,
and now I'm picking up lunch for
the woman that you left me for.
- I didn't leave you.
- Yeah, whatever.
(Liam) Andy.
Pizza's ready.
Poor you.
Seriously, drinking at noon?
Feeling sorry for yourself
while everybody is busting
their *** working on your case?
God, you must be having
a really hard day.
Get a grip.
So what's the plan, then?
I don't know.
My pizza's ready.
Come on, Andy.
What's the plan?
Come on.
Please.
Okay.
You know what?
Nixon's alibi checked out.
Jo's moving on.
She doesn't even think
the two cases are connected.
She's wrong.
Well, listen, I'm just
telling you what I know.
Andy, she's wrong.
She's wrong.
The guy is guilty.
Okay?
His alibi is bogus.
He's precise, he's calculated,
and he's a collector.
Everything he's ever done,
anything he's ever taken, is
neatly cataloged away somewhere.
I'd bet my career on that.
You already have.
Eat something.
(Police radio chatter,
siren wails)
(Door buzzes, beeps)
So? Sophie Lewis.
Sister says she's single,
not into drugs or alcohol,
and, uh, according
to Andy's notes,
she had some lingerie
stolen, maybe.
"Bra, ***,
thinks she wished them.
"
She what? "Wished them"?
Sorry, "washed them.
"
Okay.
Ugh.
I hate the word "***.
"
So, uh, the sister's here now?
Yeah, Holly Lewis.
She's, uh,
she's in there with Jerry.
Okay.
I'm gonna
check in with her now.
When McNally gets back
with the food,
I want everyone to take five,
grab a slice, then we're back
out on the street canvassing.
And, uh, they can coordinate
through you.
Keep me posted.
Okay.
I can't beliee she made you do this.
Yeah, well, that scrawny
little *** is out of her mind
if she doesn't think those
two cases are connected.
Detective Rosati put
you on pizza duty.
You need to drop the whole
Zoe Martinelli, Ray Nixon thing.
Luke said Ray Nixon
attacked Sophie Lewis.
- I believe him.
- "Luke said"? Bad approach.
Almost as bad as the word "***.
"
Jo's on a tear.
What's wrong with
the word "***"?
*** train's left the station,
all right?
We're starting fresh.
What's going on with the victim?
Well, she's still in critical
condition.
It's gonna be
a couple days before we can
actually talk to her.
What's that?
Early forensics report.
There was green fiber found
on the duct tape on her wrists.
"Consistent with that
of a rug or a carpet,
approximately
half an inch long.
" Gail?
- ***?
- Yes.
- Green ***?
- Yes.
- Next-door neighbor.
- Yes.
I always like a neighbor for
this kind of thing, but guy's
got no priors, so, you know,
I want to start small, quiet.
- We bring in this Brendon, uh
- Pretak.
Brendon Pretak
for official questioning,
- we lose the element of surprise.
- Yeah, but we can go back there
and say we need to
do a follow-up.
Yeah, I could say I lost my notes,
rookie mistake,
you know, forgot to write
something down, missed a detail.
Okay.
Uh, yeah.
Epstein, you're
the dumb-***, and, Peck
blonde, pretty, lots of makeup,
total nerd bait.
So that'll help,
but, uh, go easy, and take
Shaw and Diaz with you.
Look, sorry to
bother you again.
You are a witness now,
and, uh, Epstein here
rookie lost this notes.
Boss finds out,
he's behind the desk for
the rest of his natural life.
Sorry, man.
I just need you to
walk me through your night
one more time, so I can make
sure I got the whole story,
- written down this time.
- Okay.
I was just I was in the kitchen,
- I was just getting a beer
- Oh, my God.
I love that desk.
- I have been looking for one of these.
- Oh, uh, Sally Ann, 20 20 bucks.
Isn't it awesome, Dov?
So
(Pen clicks)
Friday night.
(Man, in distance) Let's go.
You know, I just want to
see if we missed anything.
Maybe Brendon did it,
maybe he's a copycat,
but either way, I want to talk
to Nixon's witness again.
You're still assuming
the two cases are connected.
Yes, I am.
- Why?
- Because.
Because Luke says so?
I already gave my statement.
I know.
We just want to
go over it one more time.
Please.
I'm leaving in two days.
I have to say my good-byes.
I have to pack my entire life
into a 9x9 storage locker.
When is this gonna be over?
Okay, you know what?
He's my superior.
I would trust him with my life.
Hell, I'd probablbly
even lie for him,
which is kind of saying a lot,
considering I'm probably one of
the worst liars in the world.
Look, if Sergeant Nixon
asked you to lie for him
on Friday night, I just ask
that you would think about
what you could be covering up.
A woman was nearly killed.
Do you want to know
what I lied about?
I was in bed with him.
All night.
Left at 3:00 in the morning.
That's what I lied about.
We'd be dishonorably
discharged,
two careers ruined.
I guess that's up to you now.
Hey.
Does every, uh, soldier
have a storage locker?
I mean, they go on tour
for, like, a year, two years.
What do they do
with all their stuff?
Okay.
Let it go.
Nixon's alibi is even tighter
than it was before.
Okay?
Just saying, we never
checked out his storage locker.
Because he doesn't have one.
There can't be that many storage
units around here, so why don't
we do some door-knocking?
You know? No harm, no foul.
Luke says he's definitely
hiding trophies.
We just need to
find out where.
Come on.
It'll be fun.
Okay.
We're doing this,
you're not driving.
Okay?
Why? You were gonna
let me drive last night.
Why are you doing this?
We're wasting our time
trying to pin this on someone
who didn't do it, for what?
A guy who put a ring on your
finger, and then cheated on you?
What? How do you
How do you know that?
You can spin the story
any way you want.
Anybody who cares about you is
gonna figure it out pretty fast.
Yeah, but that doesn't
change what he knows.
I believe him.
All right, well
Believe whatever you want.
I'm gonna walk back
to the station.
You want to drive, drive.
I could use a little space.
Sam, I
(Thud)
(Police radio chatter)
(Beeping)
(Sighs) Hi.
Yeah, this is Officer McNally
from the 15 Division.
Um, trying to locate
a Sergeant Ray Nixon.
Was wondering if you had
any storage lockers
registered under that name.
Are you sure?
Ye Nixon, N-I-X
Hello?
(Beeps)
Hi.
Yes.
This is Officer McNally.
You just hung up on me.
I know fine
Okay, there's no Ray Nixon.
What about a Sophie Lewis?
Okay.
Uh, Zoe Martinelli?
Yeah, M-A-R-T Martinelli.
Yes, okay, great.
I'll be over there
in just a second.
Thanks, bye.
Carpet's gone.
Neighbor ripped it out.
No more green fibers.
Looks like he brought
industrial cleaners,
'cause the place was spotless.
Yeah.
Diaz is sitting
on the neighbor's house.
- If Pretak moves, we're gonna know it.
- Okay, well, guy could be renovating,
rethinking his aesthetic.
It's all circumstantial.
Or he could be tying up a noose,
loading a handgun.
I prefer getting him alive,
but hey, that's just me.
Okay.
Yeah.
You're absolutely
right.
Let's do it.
Where's McNally?
She's out getting me a decent
coffee.
Why? You want one?
Yes.
I knew that you would
break, brother.
I knew it!
(Jo) Detective Rosati.
I need to talk to Duke.
Bill gets paid,
every month, in cash.
That's pretty damn miraculous,
considering Zoe Martinelli
was murdered three years ago.
Guess you don't read the papers.
Okay, I don't know
what you've got in there,
but if you guys are withholding
D.
N.
A.
evidence,
drugs, weapons
Well, how were we
supposed to know?
(Clank, rattling)
All right.
You know what? It's not even
your fault.
If I come up with anything
I'll come find you.
Thank you.
(Clatter)
(Light clanks)
(Click)
(Box slides)
All right.
So the guy keeps
coming out with garbage bags,
and he's putting them
in other people's bins.
Where is he now?
Uh, haven't seen him.
He hasn't
come out in about 20 minutes.
Last I saw him,
he was in the back room.
Okay.
Here we go.
(Unzips)
(Beeps)
(Buzzes)
(Whispers) Oh, crap.
(Light clanks)
(Cell phone rings, beep)
Hello?
Luke.
Andy, I need to see you.
No, you need to get
a warrant right now.
I'm at, uh, Vessel Storage,
Parliament and Richmond.
The locker number is C1084.
Name's under Zoe Martinelli.
- What are you talking about?
- It's Nixon.
He's keeping everything here
everything you said.
Just hurry up
and get the warrant, okay?
I do not want to screw this up.
Okay, okay, I'm calling it in.
You just
stay put, all right? I'm on my way.
(Beeps)
I need Frank.
(Police radio chatter)
(Guns cocking)
(Light clanks)
(Crash)
(Man) Police! We have a warrant!
(Jo) Brendon Pretak,
you're under arrest
for the attempted ***
of Sophie Lewis.
(Jerry) I'll run the interview.
(Police radio chatter)
(Andy) Hey.
You've reached Andy.
Leave a message.
Andy, we're just waiting
on the warrant, all right?
Call me back.
(Beep)
(Grunts) (Clatter)
(Both grunt)
(Grunts)
(Grunts)
(Both grunt)
(Crash)
(Clang)
(Rustling)
(Nixon)
I'm working on it, all right?
(Panting)
Just just give me
a second here.
Shh!
Mm.
Okay
Get her out of here
Come back, clean up
Clear everything out.
(Grunts)
It's not perfect.
All right, sergeant.
(Pants) Two days.
Two days and I'm gone.
Let's
Let's just see what happens.
(Pants)
Okay, sergeant.
(Pants)
Let's do this thing.
(Groans)
You know you know
It's funny.
You're a soldier, but it's
always different up close, huh?
Close your eyes.
Close your eyes!
That's an order!
(Tape ripping)
(Groans, whines)
(Metal clanking)
Don't move!
Don't move, you son of a ***!
Don't move!
(Sobs)
Stand up
slowly slowly.
Hands behind your head.
Do it.
Hands behind your head.
Step forward.
One step.
Slowly!
One more step.
Slow!
Slow! Stop!
(Jangling)
Take one step back, slowly.
Slow.
Stop.
(Handcuffs jangling)
Put your left hand down.
Left hand down slowly
behind your back.
Slowly!
(Clatter)
(Moans)
(Grunting)
(Groans)
Stay down!
Stay down!
(Both panting)
(Handcuffs click)
(Grunts)
Stay there.
(Whimpers)
It's me.
It's me.
I'm gonna take it off, okay?
(Sniffles)
Iis me, it's me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Okay? Okay.
(Sobs)
(Whispers) Look at me.
Look at me.
You're okay.
You're okay.
(Whispers) Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.
Alicia Makin.
Yes.
Private Sabrina Bryant.
Yes.
Officer Zoe Martinelli.
Yes.
- Sophie Lewis.
- No.
- Ray
- No.
That was amateur.
He didn't even finish.
He was trying to be me.
He probably read about me
in the papers.
Good for him,
but he didn't finish his job.
He left evidence at the scene.
He left traces.
Pathetic
Okay.
Okay.
Long as we're clear.
Yeah.
Yeah, we're clear.
Good.
Let's move on.
(Sighs)
- I'm sorry I left you.
- It's okay.
Someone, uh, taking you home?
Yeah, I'm gonna get
a ride with Traci.
Andy you can't stay at your
dad's.
I've been to your dad's.
Fine, then I'll
I'll stay at Traci's.
(Footsteps recede)
His lawyer's gonna be here soon.
We should get back in there.
Can you believe this guy? I've
never met anybody more arrogant.
I mean, he had a locker under
Zoe's name.
Who does that?
What's going on
with the neighbor?
Oh, Jerry's got him.
Kid's crying like a baby.
Copycat, pervert, easiest
easiest interrogation ever.
You and I will be done
before the sun comes up.
So?
So I'm just saying
(Laughs)
She believed me.
- Who?
- Andy.
(Thud) After everything, us, she
believed me, in what I knew.
Luke, I was doing my job.
You just couldn't wait,
could you?
Same as it ever was.
I've made a lot of mistakes,
but this is by far the worst.
I want her back,
and I want you gone.
(Voice breaking)
Okay.
Then I'm gone.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
(Hey Rosetta's "Red Song"
playing)
We'll put you on the couch.
It, uh, pulls out,
but it's comfortable.
And the sheets are clean,
but that's not me.
That's my mom.
She always
makes sure the sheets are clean.
(Voice breaking)
Luke slept with jo.
I know.
In the black, I feel you ♪
(Sighs)
I'm really tired.
I know.
In the black, I sense ♪
somewhere in the red ♪
the colors end ♪