Homicide: Life on the Street (1993–1999): Season 1, Episode 5 - Three Men and Adena - full transcript

Tim? Here's a map.

I marked in orange where there's been
a fire in the last year

and the arabber's barn I did in red
so it stands out.

- Great!
- You're gonna razzle-dazzle him?

Yeah. There's so much evidence
linking him to this murder, he'll overload.

So long as you don't overload.

These are the faxes
from the National Crime Index.

- Great, thanks, Steve.
- All right.

I got Adena's clothes back,
what do I do with them?

Put them in the box next to
her library books and knapsack.

You got it.



- Whoa, it's freezing in here.
- The heat's busted again.

Not again!

- Is socialising in my job description?
- We need to work more as a team.

Tim, have you ever been invited
to the Wharf Rat?

I'm never invited.

- No need to. Everyone just goes.
- They're bringing him up.

- What's his mood?
- Calm, indifferent.

This is the third time
he's been down here.

It's the tenth time he's been interviewed
about the murder.

We're bordering on a harassment suit.

Get what we need out of him today
or it's over.

As of tomorrow,
I'm putting you on regular rotation.

- Understood?
- We'll get a confession.

No matter how long it takes.



If we take more than 12 hours,
it won't matter if he confesses.

- The court will throw it out.
- Butchering an 11 -year-old girl...

Maybe...

Let's go. You know the way.

Good luck in there.

I'm not gonna need luck.

Some of this we've gone over before

but since this is an ongoing
investigation...

As new things pop up we need to...
You know.

- Your name is Risley Tucker?
- Yeah.

- You live at 2003 Green Mount?
- Yeah.

- How long have you lived there?
- All my life.

No one in the neighbourhood
calls you Risley, do they?

- No one calls you Mr Tucker?
- No.

- They call you "The Arabber".
- Yeah.

That term has caused
a lot of trouble around here.

Two other detectives
argued because

one says arabber,
the other says Arab.

Both grew up in Baltimore
but have different expressions for...

I never heard of either,
not being a native.

But it has nothing to do
with being an Arab, right?

- You don't look Arabic or Arabian.
- No.

So what does it mean?

We go from neighbourhood to
neighbourhood selling fruits and veggies

from a horse-drawn cart.

- We're like nomads.
- How long have you been doing this?

How long did you know Adena Watson?

- You remember the first time you met...
- Sorry, this Arabic thing fascinates me.

Selling fruits and vegetables in the city.

I'm used to going to a supermarket.

- Are your prices cheaper?
- No.

What's the advantage
of buying from you? I mean...

Other than the obvious,
you come to people's front door.

- It's fresher.
- Interesting.

What do you think about Adena?
Frank and I never knew her that well.

What about her personality?
Was she feisty?

- Outgoing, energetic?
- Yeah.

She worked for you how long,
doing what?

Taking care of Magdalene.

- Magdalene?
- My horse.

Cleaning up her coat with a comb,
entangling the mane and the tail.

Sounds like a great job for a girl.

- Why did she stop?
- The horse died.

- Any other reason?
- The barn burnt down.

- That's the only one?
- I stopped being an arabber.

- Any other reason?
- There was no more job.

Adena's mum didn't make her
stop working for you?

Isn't it true Mrs Watson
was afraid for her daughter

because you were getting too friendly?

Is being an arabber a good job?
Are you respected in the community?

Most people think of us as vagrants,

but since the economy's gone sour,

you see a lot of people
selling on the street.

- Your whole family are arabbers?
- Back to my great-grandfather.

- When did you last see Adena?
- When?

- When did you last see her alive?
- On the Sunday at the barn.

Before the Wednesday
when she disappeared?

Is it cold in here?

- Why did she come to the barn?
- To help after the fire.

The first time we talked,

you said you hadn't seen her for two
weeks prior to her disappearance

but now,
you're saying the Sunday before.

- Two weeks?
- That's what you said.

That's what you told us
every other time we talked.

- We write these things down.
- I don't remember.

Do you date?

I mean, who do you go out with now?

I ain't gone on a date in...

- Ever been married?
- No.

- Ever been engaged?
- Yeah.

But you ain't gone through with it...

Why?

- Because you're an alcoholic.
- I haven't had a drink in 16 months.

- Got any kids?
- No.

- Go to church?
- No.

- But you're a Christian?
- I believe in God.

I do too.
What religion are you?

- I was a Baptist.
- You were a Baptist?

What do you think God might do
to the man who killed Adena?

I don't know.

Do you think the killer might feel like God
will punish for what he did to that girl?

I don't know.

You have to ask him.

- What hours did you work on Tuesday?
- Last Tuesday?

- Tuesday before she was found.
- All day.

- Cleaning out your burnt-out barn?
- Yeah.

- You got home about what time?
- 8:30 or something. 8:15.

- In the evening?
- Yeah.

The first time we talked,

you said that you were making dinner
for friends on Tuesday.

- Yeah.
- Your brother says you were in Cardiff.

Tuesday? No, Tuesday...

Which is it, dinner or Cardiff?

I mean, someone's lying here.

My question is who and why?

- Why would your brother lie?
- Maybe you got confused.

One day bleeds into the next.
You don't remember who you were with.

Is it the longest you've been
without a drink?

- Yeah.
- You've got it beat.

You never get it beat all the way.
You gotta go to the meetings. I do.

I've gone there 415 times
in the past 16 months.

- Did you see Adena on Tuesday?
- No.

- You didn't see her at all?
- No.

You didn't see Adena
any time Tuesday at all!

No.

- Ever been into the Watson home?
- No.

Adena...

Adena ever been inside your apartment?

- Yeah.
- What?

What?

- Yeah...
- How many times?

I don't know.

- Give me an estimate.
- A couple.

- When was the last time?
- The day?

- Yeah, what day?
- I don't remember.

Was it just the two of you?
What did she do?

- We watched TV.
- That's all?

- What show did you watch?
- I don't know.

- Night time, day time?
- Night.

- You watch a lot of TV?
- Since I stopped working, that's all I do.

- How long did she stay?
- I don't know.

- Was it late or was it early?
- Not too late.

- And you just watched TV?
- Yeah.

- That's all?
- Yeah.

Let me ask you something.

- Where was she sitting?
- What?

That night, you know...

Was she sitting on a chair?
Was she sitting on the floor?

- On a couch?
- On a couch.

And where were you sitting?

- Were you next to her on the couch?
- I don't remember.

You remember where she was
but not where you were.

Remember where you sit in your house?

We're not interested in where I sit
because I sit right here.

Whoa... it's cold, it's chilly, it's freezing.

You have no idea
where you were sitting?

- You have no idea at all?
- Come on, let's take a break.

You want a cup of coffee?

I'm gonna have a cigarette.
I'm like a chimney.

My friend Tim here is trying to quit.

- Was she tidy? Was she neat?
- Yeah.

- Very neat?
- Yeah.

- Very, very neat?
- Yeah!

- Very, very, very neat?
- Yeah.

A friend of mine only smokes
at night after drinks.

Never feels the urge till then.

He loves hanging out in a bar
with some guys, smoking and drinking.

I envy him. He smokes when he wants,
drinks when he wants since high school.

- What's that wine they start with?
- What wine?

- In high school, it's cheap stuff...
- Mad Dog?

Mad Dog, yes!

- Do you miss it?
- What?

Do you miss drinking?
I know I would.

I couldn't stop.
I'm not an alcoholic but

to get off booze for lifetime
it takes a lot of strength.

Inner strength. I admire that.

What made you quit?
You don't mind my asking.

If you don't wanna answer, don't.

- What made you say "Enough"?
- I started to blackout.

- You used to black out?
- Yeah.

- You wouldn't know where you were?
- Yeah.

Did you hear any screams,
early Wednesday morning?

- Anything at all?
- Are there girls at these AA meetings?

- Girl alcoholics?
- Yeah.

- Ever tried dating one of them?
- No!

- Why not?
- I don't know.

You haven't been having any sex.
What do you mean you don't know?

- Are you gay?
- No.

Since you never go out with women.
There's nothing wrong with it.

Now listen to me!

You've been here before
but you haven't told the truth.

We know that.
I'm telling you we know that.

- I don't know anything.
- Yes, you do.

Come on, take your chin off your chest.
Look around at these walls!

- Do you understand why you're here?
- You brought me here.

But do you know why you're here?

Huh?

- Because of the girl.
- The girl?

Yeah.

Say her name.

Come on. Come on.

We've been here for one hour already
and you haven't even said her name.

- Her name?
- Yeah.

You know her name.

Say her name.

Say her name!

Say her name...

Adena...

- There's no one in there.
- I don't know.

- I'll take you over and show you.
- I don't care if there is.

Better sit down right now.

Hot in here! Heat!

All right.

You know, when I was a...
when I was a kid,

my friends and I, we'd...

...put our hands like this and...

the first kid to take them away
would be a wuss.

Oh, boy. Hot!

Did you ever use to do that, Mr Tucker?

Risley Tucker...

I think you did it.

I think you killed Adena Watson.

- I know that.
- What? That you killed her?

That you think I did.

How well did you know Mrs Watson?

- Adena's mother?
- She used to buy from me.

- You and she ever had arguments?
- No.

You never had a cross word?

She never tried to bring down
the price of a tomato?

- Everybody does.
- Oh, yeah.

- You liked her then?
- Sure.

Then don't you think she deserves to...
know what happened?

- You took her daughter's life away.
- I didn't.

You took her life away.

And I think you should have the decency

to give Mrs Watson the peace of mind
by knowing what happened.

She's having nightmares. Rachon
and Malcolm are having nightmares.

I think you should have the decency
for once in your life

to think about someone
other than yourself.

- I don't know anything about that.
- Yes, you do.

Now you say that you believe in God.

You're a man of conscience.
I saw you at the funeral.

- No.
- Wait...

- You were at the back. I saw you.
- No.

I have a videotape of you leaving.

I had a police photographer videotaping
everyone from across the street.

You were there.

- I didn't kill her.
- That's not what we're talking about.

Why lie to me about being
at the church?

Why would you lie about that?

I don't get you.

I've heard you talk about not having
a drink for 16 months.

I've heard you talk about
your inner strength, your moral strength.

I look at you and I figure
that you are a man of...

...a man of decency.

A man of honour.

And a man of honour tells the truth.

So tell me the truth.

- How is it going in there?
- Just talking.

- Eight dollars and fifty-eight cents.
- Tim's paying.

- Yeah, right
- Nobody trusts me.

We've got tons of evidence, man.

- You haven't even seen all...
- You've no evidence against me!

Why? You think you cleaned up so well?
You didn't! You can't.

I don't have to clean up
cos I didn't kill her!

OK, the finest in take-out delight!

For you Mr Tucker,
we have one large shake.

A Jim Dandy, large order fries.

Tim, here's your salad.
And my Billy Boy.

You said you didn't see her
for two weeks before she disappeared.

Now you say you saw her
the Sunday before. What is the truth?

You say that on the Tuesday
you were making dinner for friends

but then your brother says
you were out of town. What is the truth?

You say Adena stopped working for you
cos the barn burnt down

but Mrs Watson says she was
concerned for the safety of her child.

What is the real truth?
Answer me.

Answer me!

OK, you wanna the truth?
I'll show you the truth.

We investigated every fire
in the Kirk Avenue neighbourhood

with an arson expert.

These structures right up here in orange
had a fire in the last six months.

This is your barn right there in red.

OK, this is Adena's skirt.

We have sample of burnt wood
taken from your barn.

We sent these samples to the Alcohol,
Tobacco and Firearms lab in Rocksville.

That's the finest lab in the country.

The chemical analyses
of the soot from Adena's skirt

and the soot from your barn
match exactly.

Exactly...

Let's put the fries aside for a sec.

These lines here show
what the soot is made of.

And these here show
what we got from your barn.

See? Adena was in your barn
when she got this soot on her skirt.

- I told you she came to help me.
- Right, on Sunday!

But she's wearing the skirt on Tuesday.
You said she was neat.

Very neat. So why is she wearing
the skirt on Tuesday?

Either just before
or just after she was killed,

she got that soot on her skirt
from being in your barn.

- I don't know.
- Yes, you do.

- No, I don't.
- Then why is that soot on her skirt?

- How can it be?
- Look, these lines are the same.

- Explain that.
- I don't know.

- Don't lie to me.
- I'm not.

- How do you explain that?
- I don't know.

- You killed her in your barn.
- No!

It's your barn. She's dead.

- It's the only explanation.
- I didn't do it.

- You want a polygraph test?
- Yes.

You're willing to take a polygraph test?
A lie detector test?

- Yes, right now!
- OK, OK.

I want a polygraph
and I want it right now.

Something tells me
it ain't so ducky in there.

- She couldn't be in my barn.
- She was.

- Did someone else put her there?
- No one did.

- She was there.
- No one put her there.

- She was there!
- Maybe you didn't kill her.

But you know who did.
Did you let someone hide her?

Is it what you're keeping from us?

Someone asked to put something
in the barn. You didn't know what it was.

Frank, why don't you shut up?

- Don't ever tell me to shut up.
- I'm trying to make a point here.

You're wasting time.
Mine and his.

I'm wasting his time? I am?
He does not deserve the time.

He doesn't deserve
consideration nor respect.

He murdered a little girl.
You are nothing. You understand me?

You strangled her with a cord.

Until she was dead.
But that wasn't enough.

So what did you do?
You took a butcher knife

and you cut into her stomach
and you pulled out her insides.

Then with the knife,
you stabbed her after she was dead.

You stabbed her six times.

- Then you took a metal pipe and you...
- Bayliss...

I didn't do it!

Look me in the eyes and tell me.

- I didn't do it.
- You did it! That's not true!

Tell me the truth!
Tell me the truth!

Now, you tell me the truth.

- Tell me the truth!
- Bayliss, for God's sake.

- Get yours hand off of me!
- Tell me the truth!

- The truth!
- Bayliss!

She was never in the barn.
I didn't do it!

Tell me!

I'll look you straight in the eye...

and I'll say it all night.

OK, OK.

We've got all night.

What if John Wilkes Booth
didn't die at the Garrett Farm?

- What if he escaped?
- Hey, Bayliss.

The body's taken to DC
under a blanket of darkness.

No one gets to see his body.
Not even his mother.

If he's buried at Green Mount cemetery.
Let's go there and dig him up.

I'd like to very much
but it's an unmarked grave.

Is that the results
of the arabber's polygraph test?

Bayliss?

You've got the results yet?

Er... no. I'm gonna go
pick them up right now.

Ah... great!

- You got toilet paper over there?
- No.

You got... five ones for a five?

- I wanna sleep. I just need to sleep.
- I need to sleep too.

And we will...
as soon as we get to the truth.

- I just gotta rest.
- I know it's hard... being tired.

Not being able to tell the difference
between reality...

You know, the mind is an incredible
organ and instrument but it plays tricks.

You know that from the booze.

Do you know what one phrase
you've been repeating all night?

- I didn't kill her.
- No, that's not it.

"I don't remember."

You said it 100 times
in the past eight hours.

"I don't... remember."

You were telling me before,

when you drink, you get blackouts.

Did you ever think maybe
that night you had a blackout?

Maybe you had a few drinks
and you don't remember.

Isn't that within the realm
of possibility?

You have a block in your mind
that says "I didn't do it".

But I can see through the block
that you did do it.

- I believe Adena was in your barn.
- I don't care what you believe.

You were rejected by your fianc?e
because of your drinking.

OK, so you got over there.

A-ha...

How long has it been... since...
she hurt you?

A year or so.

I talked to her.
I talked to your fianc?e.

I talk to everybody, that's my job.

Getting to the truth is my job.
But having compassion is my job too.

She didn't tell me why
she broke off the wedding. I didn't ask.

I didn't think it was right.

She simply said,

she knew you didn't love her.

Love her in that way.

That there was something not quite right.

She said it was because
you got engaged late at night.

Or maybe it was something else.

She's worried about you.

She said she's tried to contact you, but
when she comes over, you ignore her.

You sit watching TV. I understand.

I do the exact same when I'm Ionely,
and the hours roll by.

- A-ha.
- Risley...

It's just you and me in here.

You wanna trust me, I know that.

But you're just holding back that little bit.

Tell me what happened.
I won't write it down or anything.

I'm gonna sit right here.

You see, I have no pen in my hand.
Nothing up my sleeve.

Don't look at me as a cop but as Frank.

Look at me as a friend,
cos that's how I'm looking at you.

Not as a murderer.

Not as a vicious person,
because you're not.

I think a lot of you.

You told me about your drinking and
being an arabber, and everything else.

I get problems too.
We all get problems.

Tell me what happened.

I'll believe anything that you say.

Did you have a drink that night?

- Wednesday night?
- No.

- Tuesday night?
- No.

Are you sure, Risley?

I ain't had a drink in 16 months.

OK.

I believe you. You didn't have anything
to drink that night.

She comes over.

You've invited her over.

You asked her to bring something,
a library book maybe.

Or she crossed by unexpectedly.

She's standing in your doorway.

You ask her in to watch TV.

You let her pick the programme.

She's sitting on the couch
right next to you.

She's this close, Risley.

I don't believe
that you ever meant her any harm.

I believe that all you wanted to do
was show some friendship.

All you wanted was a little love.
That's all.

Just a little love.

And I don't mean sex.
Just a little love.

Compassion.

She was an outgoing girl,
a warm girl.

All you wanted was a little of that love,
and compassion,

and affection,
and warmth that she had.

But she rejected you too.

If she was foolish enough not to see
somebody who wanted to befriend her

and show some affection...

I wanna know your side, Risley.
I really do.

We're in this thing together,
just you and me.

I wanna help you.

- Tell me what happened, Risley.
- Er...

Tell me, Risley.

I, I...

Tell me.

I didn't do anything to the girl.

OK.

Fine.

You don't care.

- OK.
- OK...

Can I go now?

Tim.

- You have less than four hours left.
- Yeah, I know.

Wanna know what the test says?

You're lying. You're a liar.

You held your breath to cover up.

You know what blew it off the charts?
Off the screen? Look here.

Your heart.

It blew the needles right off the screen.

A man could get whiplash
looking at your test.

It's the highest he's ever seen
and he's an expert.

Your heart!
It's perfect for you, don't you see?

- Your heart doesn't wanna lie.
- Let me see that.

No, this is evidence for your trial.

I know you can't use that in court.

Really? Mr Legal Beagle here,
he knows all about the law.

- Is it cos you watch the court channel?
- I didn't lie.

- How come you failed?
- I don't know.

- That's your answer for everything.
- It won't work now.

- Why did you fail the test?
- I was nervous.

- Why?
- I feel guilty.

- Because you did it.
- No!

- Because you made me feel guilty.
- No, because you are.

If I was guilty,
why would I take the test?

- Tell us.
- No, I'll tell you why.

- Cos you know we got you.
- You're going to jail.

- You're gonna do time.
- That's right.

Damn, look at his eyes!

- What's wrong?
- Tears coming out of your eyes.

- There ain't no tears.
- His eyes are brimming with tears.

It's gonna get worse.
It never gets any better.

- Back to drinking.
- Back to being a drunk!

- I won't do that.
- You'll wind up killing yourself.

- If you're lucky.
- I didn't kill her.

- Why the head down?
- Cos I'm tired of saying it again.

- Cos it's not true.
- Be a man. Own up to it.

- I would.
- Anybody would.

- Be a man.
- Why don't you tell me?

- Why don't you tell me?
- Eh?

- Why?
- Eh?

- All right, don't say it.
- Don't say it, Risley.

Tell me something.
Did you ever love somebody, Risley?

Did you ever love somebody?

- She was never in my barn.
- She was never there.

- Never?
- She worked for you.

- You said she was.
- Now you say never. Never or what?

- She was there? In the barn?
- Yeah.

- She was there that night?
- No.

- You just told us she was there.
- No, I...

See? This is a fax
from the National Crime Index.

- You got a rape on your sheet.
- Statutory rape.

- A 14-year-old girl.
- The charges were dropped.

- 14.
- That was 15 years ago.

- Statutory rape.
- It was dropped.

- It doesn't mean anything.
- Did you threaten her?

- Did you ever try to kiss Adena?
- No.

When you were watching TV, hmm?

- You didn't kiss her?
- No.

- In the barn, you didn't have sex?
- No.

She was never in the barn
and you never had sex?

- No!
- We know what you're about.

- We know.
- You like young girls and they like you.

- And it's fine...
... as long as they keep quiet about it!

- But you got this one rule, don't you?
- The one rule that must be followed.

- That must be obeyed.
- And we know what it is!

- If you cry, you die.
- If you cry, you die!

- That's the one rule.
- If they cry, they die.

You like little girls
and you like it when they like you.

- If they cry, they die.
- That's what happened to Adena.

She cried and she died!

You answer me this!

- Are you sure that you didn't do it?
- Be straight with me.

Are you positive that you didn't do it,
in your own mind right now?

Not right now.

I'm not...

- Did you kill Adena Watson?
- No.

Just start talking.

Say whatever comes to your mind.
Whatever.

Once you start talking, it's gonna flow.

You will say what happened.
You'll accept it.

Did you kill Adena Watson?

No.

- Go on, keep talking.
- Keep talking?

- Just say whatever thoughts you have.
- Where are you from?

- I'm from New York.
- New Y'rk, that's how you all say it!

We say New York.

- Been there once, I ain't going back.
- That's all?

- Too many five hundreds!
- What's a five hundred?

They're coloured folks with fortunes.

They look down on the rest of us

cos they got educated and got fancy
jobs on Wall Street or whatever.

They got suits and limos.

You know what I'm talking about.

I'm in New York with my fianc?e,
which she were.

We go to this restaurant
full of five hundreds, near Times Square.

I'm dressed not like I am now.

I always dressed very nicely.
She was just nice.

And the ma?tre d' at the podium,
he looks at us and he says, "No."

"No more room."
I say, "OK, we'll wait."

We sit at the bar.

For hours. Forever.
And my stomach is empty,

and I'm knocking back Jack Daniel's,
getting more and more keyed off.

I look around
and see some empty tables.

I go over to that ma?tre d'
and I spit in his face.

Man, you should have seen the fight.

My girl left me.

Yeah, you could be
one of them five hundreds.

You got the chill of a five hundred
the way you nail your eyes at me.

Yeah, you. Cut it!
You don't like niggers like me.

Cos of who we are.
Cos we ain't reached out.

Cos we ain't grabbed hold of that dream.
Not Dr. King's dream, the white dream.

That's all?

You hate niggers like me
cos you hate being a nigger.

You hate being who you really are.

That's all?

Yeah, you got it. OK?

- Did you kill Adena Watson?
- No.

You from Baltimore, right?

Do you say "Bal'imore" or "Bal-timore"?

Come on, say it.

I'll tell you which
neighbourhood you're from.

I rode to your streets. I talk to people.

Say Baltimore and I'll tell you
within ten blocks where you were born.

Yeah, you from here.
You got that home grown look.

The not-too-southern,
not-too-northern,

not in the ocean
but still on the water look.

With maybe a touch of inbreeding.
What's that word?

The word for when the white plantation
owners raped their slaves?

It doesn't matter.

See this?

- This is Adena's diary.
- You read her diary?

Yeah.

She mentions you in it.

She writes about you in her diary.

- Wanna know what she says?
- No.

Why not? I'll read it for you.

I got it marked right here, yeah.

- You can read it for yourself.
- No.

What are you afraid of?

You're afraid to find out
what Adena really thought of you?

- I know what she thought of me.
- Really?

You're sure now, huh?
How can you be sure about that?

- I'll read you a little something.
- No!

Her thoughts are private.

They're her own.
I got no right to them.

Neither do you.

Ain't you got private thoughts,
you can't share?

And feelings...

Feelings that can control you,
that make you mad.

Terrify you.

As long as they stay in your head,
you're OK.

But if you say them out loud...

...no, you ain't so good, so perfect.

You got mad at me before.

You got your dark side,
and it terrifies you and it frightens you.

It scares you cos it's powerful and
makes you capable of doing anything.

Anything!

Without it, you look in a mirror

and all you see is an amateur.

- Did you kill Adena Watson?
- No.

- Tell us the truth.
- I've been telling the truth.

- Tell us the truth about Adena?
- The truth?

What truth?

What is truth?

- Would you know it if you heard it?
- Try me.

? Strawberries! ?

? Raspberries!
Nice and sweet! ?

? My price you can't beat! ?

Every day I'd see her walking.

Adena?

Adena...

Ever since she came back from
the hospital in a little blue blanket,

every day I'd see her grow big.

Every day she'd come by my cart,

with her friends
on her way home from school.

She'd buy a peach.

Always a peach.

She was one of a bunch
of giggling little girls.

Then six or seven months ago,

she comes to my cart
and I hold out a peach.

She shakes her head and says,
"No. I want an avocado."

That's what she said.

Just like that.

You know what I'm saying?
I'm telling the truth now.

- No, er... I'm not...
- You know what I'm saying.

I gave her mangos...

apricots...

kiwis, kumquats...

quince, persimmons...

pomegranates and star fruit.

She's standing in front of me.

She had to pay for it.

She's standing in front of me,
biting into the fruit,

slowly stroking Magdalene's... mane.

Done my little things, you know.

Baton twirling and toe shoes and...

That young group that
sings and's dancing all day...

She always needed to buy things.

Nothing fancy... female things.

I got her a job for more money
than I could afford.

The day before she came,

I made that barn shine...

Every straw in line.

I cleaned it up so good, she didn't have
a thing to do when she got there.

She tied a bow...

a red ribbon round Magdalene's tail.

We laughed!

She didn't like her laugh.

Said it made her sound goofy.

But it wasn't goofy.

It was...

We worked beside each other...

...laughing.

Sometimes, the radio would be playing

and she'd dance.

She wanted to be a dancer.

She could have been...

...a dancer.

She tried to get me to dance with her.

She'd hold out her hand but...

I never touched her.

I didn't.

I didn't hurt her.

I didn't kill her.

I never touched her.

Not once.

I loved her.

I gotta live with that the rest of my life.

A man my age.

I loved...

...the one great love of my life...

...was an 11 -year-old girl.

Time's up.

There's this recycling plant the Mexican
government is building on Yucatan.

They take waste and process it
into usable products.

- How?
- Worms.

- What?
- Worms eat the garbage.

Then out pops this highly rich fertilizer.
It's a cash cow.

- We'll need shovels.
- Can't you just play the lottery?

- Hey, Gee. See you at the Wharf Rat.
- OK.

- Breakfast is on Meldrick.
- Why me?

You're the one
in the worm-poop business.

I'll have a car
come pick you up and take you home.

Please, sit down and relax.
Just wait here.

'... we put the rest of the sugar
into the egg white.

'Then we whip the egg white.

'Or you can use an electric mixer.

'A little faster.'

- How did it go?
- It didn't. It's not going to happen.

We were this close but...

...we blew our last chance.

- You should talk to Bayliss. He's down.
- YOU talk to him!

Nothing I say will mean as much
as it coming from you.

You're his partner.
It will mean a lot.

I'm his partner?

Accept that, Frank.

Tim?

- You're packing up?
- Yeah.

You know, some cases never gel.

Yeah.

The good-bad thing about Homicide
is getting chances to prove ourselves -

there's always another murder
down the line.

Yeah.

The important thing is
your instincts were correct.

I doubted you at first.
I'm positive now.

He killed Adena.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm not so sure anymore.

So hang on.

The guys are going to the Wharf Rat
for breakfast. Wanna go?

- No.
- OK, let me take this for you.

- I'll get it.
- No, I'll get it.

Bayliss, Homicide.

'I like it when it's nice and creamy... '

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

- Do you mind if I change the channel?
- No, go ahead.

'Wow, that was wonderful!
Look at this.'