NYPD Blue (1993–2005): Season 3, Episode 22 - He's Not Guilty, He's My Brother - full transcript

Andrew.
How's it going?

I may not be able
to conduct Theo's churching,

and I wanted to have
a moment with you.

I hope that's not
out of me speaking
disrespectfully before.

Absolutely not.
No, a parishioner is quite ill,
and I may need to be with him.

In our faith, Andrew,
different from his baptism,

the churching service
introduces Theo...

and reestablishes
Sylvia's connection
to God and his dwelling.

Uh‐huh.
I wanted to
explain that to you.

[ Sighs ]
And, in honesty, also
I wanted to ask after you.

I'm sober.
I'm going to meetings.



Seem to
be doing okay.

I speak with Sylvia
every few days.

She's proud of you
and hopeful.

I'm sorry
I let her down.

I don't want it
to happen no more.

When you and I spoke
at your station house,

I urged you to try
to accept what had happened
to Andy Jr....

as a mystery
that only God
could understand,

and so, perhaps,
to unburden yourself of
the pain and loneliness...

that drove you
to your drinking.

Anyways,
I'm not drinking now.
I'm going to my meetings.

God is quite capable,
Andrew.

Today,
while he meets Theo...

at the altar and shrine
of his dwelling,



try to give your other son
to his care as well.

In any case, I'm glad
we could speak again
as friends.

If I'm not with Theo
this afternoon,

I'll be with him
in my heart...

and with you and Sylvia
as well.

Detectives.
Mm‐hmm.

They emptied out the register.
Hey, we got a revolver here.

It's a .22 pistol.

‐ Those are
nine‐millimeter shells.
‐ D. O. A. got a couple off.

Yeah.
I'm gonna check outside.

Go ahead.

Andy, D. O. A. got some shots off.
We might have a wounded perp.

We got a blood trail here.
I got uniform canvassing
the hospitals.

Look at that sign, huh?

I'll bet, since this joint
opened, they never painted
a car for 199 bucks.

You drive up, there's always
some reason your job costs more.

Maybe we're lookin'
for some, uh, fanatical
consumer advocate type.

Yeah.
[ Chuckles ]

Did I see you come
in the back at the Brooklyn
meeting last night?

Witness on that purse snatch
lived on Flatbush Avenue.
I stopped in after.

Then you just turned around
and split.
I went to one by my place.

'Cause of me?

I'll give you a list
of the meetings I'm going to.
Save you on the drive time.

Makes me feel awkward
somewhat.

I expect I, uh‐‐
I let you down.

You didn't let me down,
Andy.

When I was in trouble,
you helped me out.

However I can,
I want to help you.

Which can include
shutting my yap or us going
to different meetings.

Probably won't be
a problem no more.

[ Kisses ]
I was so glad
to see you there.

We got a witness down the block
who heard shots.

Sees a white guy beating feet
from this direction,
jumps in a maroon Camaro...

haulin' ass around the corner.

He couldn't describe the driver
or the guy who jumps in,

but he got a partial
on the license plate.

Here's the number.
I'll transmit an alarm.

[ Sipowicz ]
Yeah.

Sector Boy just responded
on the canvass request.

Guy with a bullet wound just
walked into Bellevue E. R.

‐ All right. Thanks.
Want to take a ride with me?
‐ Yeah.

‐ Hey.
‐ Donald Selness, 37,
Bay Ridge address.

Says a psycho shot him
in Tompkins Square Park. They
took this out of his shoulder.

Ah, thanks.

‐ Can't even take
a walk these days, huh?
‐ Yeah, I know.

‐ Detectives Simone, Sipowicz.
‐ Wanna sit down?

I'd just as soon
go home.

We're interested in
what went down with
that bullet wound, Donald.

What he said.
Some psycho shot me.

For no reason?
Yeah. Maybe I didn't
hear him say "stop."

‐ When was this?
‐ Um, about 6:30.

‐ You were up pretty early.
‐ Making the most of my day off.

[ Simone ]
Anyone see you in the park?

I don't know.
The guy who shot me.

We got a witness description
on an armed robbery, Don,
that fits you pretty good.

Well, it wasn't me.

‐ Wound and everything.
‐ Not me. Wrong guy.

‐ Your wheel man drop you here?
‐ I walked.

You been arrested before?
And don't lie, or I'll shoot
you in the other shoulder.

I've been in a few scrapes.

See, that could explain
what I'd call Don's
hardcase attitude.

‐ Let's go and work it out
at the station house.
‐ You arresting me?

You gonna make me
use these?

Shoulder don't hurt bad enough,
you want your arms bent back?

[ Rings ]

Fancy. Oh, yeah.
Thanks for calling back,
Inspector.

Um, this new P.A.A.
is not working out.

Yeah, she's a sweet girl,
but she needs three swings
to get a roll call right.

Yeah. Yeah, monthly stats
look like a foreign language.

Yeah, yeah.
I haven't got time to teach
basic squad administration.

Okay. Thanks a lot.
I appreciate it.

Hey.

Well, one more night
on that cot, James.
Yeah? You found a place?

Yeah. I‐I didn't want to say
anything previous so as not
to hex the lease negotiation.

It's out by Bobby's.
Three rooms, plus it's got
this little laundry room.

‐ From back there, you can see
part of the Brooklyn Bridge.
‐ Wow. A river view apartment.

Yeah. Well, anyways,
I'll be able to make
some decent meals.

I can have my daughters
for overnights, have more
of a social life, you know?

Have a housewarming party.
You got a double homicide in an
alley off Houston in the Bowery.

Oh, that, uh, like,
little lover's lane
over there?

‐ Yeah. You and James
work it with Adrianne?
‐ Sure, boss.

Hey, Adrianne,
we got a case‐‐
a double homicide.

‐ Okay.
‐ James, you mind if I eat that?
I haven't had any breakfast.

This? Here you go.
Yeah.

I'll have a little bowl
of fruit on the kitchen table
and everything.

Hi.
Hey, Lucy.
What's available?

Interview 1.
No, uh, Interview 2.

All right.
Come here.

Right here.

Hey, guys. Cops found
a Camaro abandoned
on a Brooklyn dock.

Should tie to your case.
Bloodstains on
the passenger side.

Plates were stripped.
Crime Scene's processing
for prints.

Owner's a Karen Thanos
in Queens.
Thanks, boss.

Josh. You mind staying with
this guy in 2 and telling Andy
we gotta run something down?

Okay. No problem.

[ Irvin ]
Hi. One for you. For you.

‐ And you. And you.
‐ Thanks.

"Entitles bearer
to one free haircut.

With gratitude
and appreciation,
John Irvin."

‐ Why you comping out
haircuts, John?
‐ Farewell mementos.

‐ I'm being transferred
back to 1PP.
‐ [ Medavoy ] Oh.

John's comping us all
a future haircut, Bobby.

He's going back
to 1 Police Plaza.
Oh. When's this?

I have a few days built up. I'm
taking a friend to the beach.
I start after Memorial Day.

There's a small good‐bye party
in Anticrime at 4:00, but you
are forbidden to feel obligated.

Thanks.
[ Lesniak ]
See you later.

‐ I'll try to
make it up there, John.
‐ You're comped perpetually.

Thank you.
[ Mouthing Word ]

Ah.

Lucy,
out with Detective Russell
and Detective Sipowicz.

He's in Interview 2.

Guy in a sweat suit
was out running.
He called it in.

Female D.O.A.
took one up close.

I don't see a bullet wound
in the male, but he's white
like a zombie.

You run the plate?
Not yet.

[ Lesniak ]
I'll do it.
She's got no purse.

Any I. D. on that guy?
Uh‐uh. No wallet on him.

If it's a robbery,
why is his pants down?
Johns bring hookers in here.

Maybe they were gettin' it on,
the stickup guy comes in,
this guy tries to run away.

The problem is,
how did he die?
He's real pale.

No blood around him.
Maybe he had a heart attack?

Tracks on her arms.
She's probably a hooker.

Yeah, this guy's
got tracks too.
They're both junkies.

Just about rules him out
as a john.

So, what were they doing here?
Fixing? Maybe a dope rip‐off.

Hey. Take a look at this.

That an entry wound?

Yeah.

Yeah. There's the exit wound.
This guy had to have been moved.

He had to have bled
to death somewheres else
from a gunshot wound.

Then someone puts his clothes
on. Otherwise, the clothes
would be soaked in blood.

Yeah.

Who puts a Band‐Aid
on a bullet hole, huh?

Car's registered to
a James and Shelly
Bauerline.

Got an address
over on Fourth Street.

If that's Shelly,
and this isn't James,

then maybe James
took 'em out.

Is that a bullet hole?
Yeah.

What's with the Band‐Aid?

Thanks. The landlord says that
this woman who owns the Camaro,
she holds a job.

She halfway lives
with this 25‐year‐old guy
who's some kind of student.

[ Knocking ]
[ Woman ]
Who is it?

Police, Miss Thanos.
We'd like to talk to you.

Just a second.
[ Scraping Sound ]

That sounds
like a window.

Good?
Back off! Back off!

Anybody else here?
Hey! Hey!
Where are you going?

I can explain.
It's not how it looks.

‐ Andy, you okay?
‐ Yeah. Get up.
What's your name?

Jerry Selness.

What are you doing jumping
out the window, Jerry?
I don't know. I panicked.

Are you Karen Thanos?
Yes.

You own an '88 Camaro?
Yeah. I just got back
from reporting it stolen.

Did you find it?
Yeah, we found it.

We're going to
the station house, Jerry.
Jerry didn't do anything.

‐ It's all right, Karen.
Don't worry about it.
‐ You're coming too.

Come on, Karen.

I swear, Jerry wasn't involved
in anything illegal.

Yeah, we're pretty clear
they're your ideas on that.

All's you need to
tell 'em's the truth, Karen.
How your car got stolen.

‐ Come here, Jerry.
‐ Two's occupied, huh? Josh
has got someone in there.

‐ I'm gonna
run this to the boss.
‐ Come on, Karen.

You and me are gonna
talk in here.
This is horrible.

This way.

She owns the Camaro.

We go to her apartment,
and her boyfriend tries to
go out the back window.

So we think
the boyfriend's in it?

This guy we got in Interview 2,
Donald Selness? The boyfriend's
his younger brother.

Josh, do me a favor?
Run these two through B. C. I.?

Sure.
These two feel like amateurs.
We should be okay.

We're just
trying to find out
what happened.

Karen's still expressing
real concern about Jerry.

I just don't want to see him
get his life ruined.

Then you gotta help us
understand what's going on
here, Karen,

why Jerry was ducking
out that window.

‐ He had no reason to.
‐ How do you know that?

I know Jerry.

You know Donald too, hmm?
Jerry's older brother?

'Cause we got him in custody
right down the hall there.

Look, I don't know
what happened, but I know Jerry
had nothing to do with it.

A man got murdered
during a holdup, Karen.
We know Donald was involved.

Donald was wounded. Doctors took
bullets out of his shoulder that
match the store owner's weapon.

We also have a witness that
saw him running down the street
from the crime scene...

and jumping into
your Camaro.

‐ And you know who
the witness saw driving it?
‐ Oh, God.

Jerry was driving it,
Karen.

So that's openers
on your file. False report
of a stolen vehicle.

Plus, it's not
lookin' so great
Jerry wasn't involved.

Donald said he needed a ride,
and Jerry drove him.
That's it. I swear to God.

What do you mean,
"that's it"? There was a man
who was killed here.

Donald said the guy
in the auto shop
owed him money.

You heard Donald say this?
He said he owed him money.

But I didn't want
to let Donald use my car,
so that's why Jerry drove him.

I swear to God!
It was my fault, not wanting
to let Donald use my car.

If what you're saying's
true about Jerry,

his older brother's
got the both of you
in a world of trouble.

Which you better start getting
out of before you and Jerry
are both past helping.

When Jerry came back
to the apartment this morning,
what did he say had happened?

He said that there was trouble
and that he didn't want
to tell me about it...

and that I should report
the car stolen.

And you didn't
ask him why?

So I guess I am guilty...

because I didn't want to know
what had happened.

Thanks.

How's Karen?

Karen told us that you gave
Don a ride to the auto shop,

but you didn't know he
was gonna shoot anybody.

Oh, God.
Just so you understand
the law, Jerry‐‐

You driving that car,
that's like committing
the robbery and homicide both.

You're just as guilty
as your brother Don.

All I know about Don is he's
got a rap sheet a mile long and
he killed a guy this morning.

So as far as you
standing up for him,
that only makes you his patsy...

or scumbag just like him.

No. Donny's getting his life
turned around. He's been
staying out of trouble.

That guy owed him money.
All's he wanted to do was
to go down and get it.

The guy pulled out a gun
and shot at him.
You saw the guy pull a gun out?

No, but that's
what Donny said.

Now, when did he say it?
When he came back outside?

When he jumped into the car
and you guys booked? You drove
him to the hospital, right?

Look, he said he owed him money,
and that is all I know.

How did it work, Jerry?

Did he tell you
to take the car to the docks
and strip the plates?

Is that how he
told you to do it?

He was defending himself.

Now, I'm not gonna testify
against my brother.

I turned that Karen loose.

Just looking at some documents
relevant to Don here.

Don's 37.

Since he's 18,
he's in the joint
16 and a half years.

[ Laughs ]
And none of those
were wrong beefs.

For nine separate collars?

Yet so often we hear
this nonsense regards
the incorrigible criminals.

And, uh, this information
out of our ballistics unit, Don?

This says the bullet
from your shoulder came
from the D. O. A.'s gun.

‐ Sounds bad.
‐ Your brother gave you up, Don.

‐ No, he didn't.
‐ No?

He didn't tell me that you said
this guy owed you money?

How his girlfriend didn't want
you driving her car, so he said
that he would drive you?

And here you come, running
after the stickup, saying,
"The guy pulled a piece on me.

I had to shoot him
in self‐defense."

That's wet behind the ears,
wouldn't you say, Don?

Kid even believes self‐defense.
So where's the part
where he gave me up?

[ Chuckles ]
So we disagree‐‐
did Jerry mean the flip?

Let me give you that he didn't.
He's not looking for any deals.

He will never give you guys
a statement.

Ever hear of a D. A. losing
a case with circumstantial
evidence up the ass...

but no confession?

Why not roll the dice, huh?

You crap out, no one's screwed
but your brother, 'cause he will
go away for the homicide too.

‐ He didn't do nothin'.
‐ Mm‐mmm. It's gotta be,
"He didn't, but I did."

Kiss my ass.
Hey!

Hit me again.

Appreciate you coming in,
Mr. Bauerline.

Yeah.
Uh, do you have information
regarding my wife?

I mean, I'm grateful
you recovered my car, but‐‐
Did you use that car?

Um, she had it
for the last year.

She took the car
and blew out credit cards,
almost ruined my business.

When was the last time
you saw your wife,
Mr. Bauerline?

Has something
happened to Shelly?
Has she committed a crime?

Your wife was found dead
this morning.

She was shot.

I'm very sorry.

[ Exhales, Sighs,
Clears Throat ]

Uh‐‐

This is drugs.
Drugs are involved
in this somehow.

Why do you say that?

She got involved,
uh, taking heroin.

Got involved with a guy.

I'm sorry. What did you say
when we asked when you saw
your wife last?

It was several months.

But you knew she was
seeing someone else?
That make you mad at her?

Do you want
to know the truth?

I never got mad at her.

I tried to help her,
tried to be there for her,
tried to talk to her.

‐ Can you tell us where
you were last night, Jim?
‐ I was at my dad's.

He's not been well.
I spent the night.

[ Martinez ] Is that gonna
check out if we call?
Yes. What do you mean?

Do you know where Shelly
was staying?

No, they got
thrown out of the place
that they were staying in.

All I have is the address
of the boyfriend's
mother's business.

She gave me a bunch of stories
about how much he needed money.

Something about
some terrible liver disease.

His name is Les Treet.

Excuse me.
Uh, Detective Medavoy, NYPD.
Are you Mrs. Treet?

Yes, I am.

This is Detective Lesniak
and Detective Martinez.

We were hoping to speak
to Mr. Treet, if he's here.

‐ Mr. Treet passed away
a year ago.
‐ Oh, I'm sorry.

Other family
helping out?

Well, my son Les.
He's resting.

We've had some break‐in
attempts. He's agreed
to stay here nights.

We need to speak
with your son Les,
Mrs. Treet.

All right. He's upstairs.

Hasn't been feeling well.
He had hepatitis.

He made a little place
for himself up there,
in the storage area.

Les! Lester.

Some people want
to see you, honey.
Who? I don't know nobody.

Hey, Les.
I'm Detective Martinez. This
is Det. Medavoy and Lesniak.

Oh, I told you
not to smoke here, honey.

‐ You know it's very dangerous.
‐ Yeah. Okay, Ma.

You live here regular
now, Les?

Helping out Mom.
He has a roommate, but they're
not getting on right now.

He can stay here
till he finds a new place.

‐ You look a little extra tired.
Are you loaded or something?
‐ I told you he's been sick.

What's the address
you been staying at?
Why?

‐ What's the address?
‐ I'm in my business, resting
where I work for my mother.

I'm not bothering nobody.
Isn't that right, Ma?

Yeah.
[ Martinez ] He ashamed of
his address or something?

Where you been staying?
Over on Second Avenue.

I thought you were staying
at Shelly Bauerline's.

I know where
I've been staying, Ma.

Yes, Shelly's,
on Avenue "D."

‐ No.
‐ Come on, Les.
Get up. Come on.

Something happened to Les's
girlfriend, Shelly. We have to
ask him some questions.

Oh, no, he's got to rest.
Can't you come back?
[ Martinez ] Come on, Les.

He'll be just fine.
[ Les ]
Okay. Not so fast, okay?

‐ Hi, Lieutenant.
‐ How you doin'?

Good.
It looks like you got
some fans at the Borough.

Inspector Aiello says
they want you
back down there.

Is that so? Right away?

Well, that's the impression
I had, but, uh, if you've
got some time built up,

maybe you'd like to take it
and go back after Memorial Day.

I was just thinking,
if it's not as much as me
having fans at the Borough...

and more like you're not
being satisfied with my work,

I was just hoping maybe you
could give me a few more days
to change your mind.

Well, um‐‐
[ Clears Throat ]

Y‐You got along very well
in a diverse squad.

Um, you're a very pleasant
and friendly person.

But, um, your
secretarial skills‐‐

they need
a lot of work.

I'm starting night classes.
I'm taking typing
and general office management.

Well, I think you need
to complete those...

before you're, um, likely
to work effectively
in a squad situation.

All right. Thank you
for letting me know.

So you keep me posted on
how you do on those courses.
I will, Lieutenant.

Okay.

Leo Cohen.
I'm riding D. A.

Which means you're covering
precinct business for the
district attorney's office,

today, in this sector
of the borough.

And these are the detectives
I'm looking for,

but I'm gonna come back later
and give you a gold star
for knowing my job specs, okay?

‐ On that homicide this morning,
am I missing something?
‐ Hard for me to imagine.

Why aren't we charging
the Selness brothers?

We're trying to figure out
if the younger one knew
what was going on.

That's why juries
were invented.

The older brother's been
in the joint his whole life.
The younger brother's clean.

Donald says that he
just asked Jerry to drive.

‐ What's in that for us?
‐ You get a statement
from the older brother.

Who I've already got
by the short hairs.

Younger brother's indictable.
They can worry about
his complicity at trial.

Cohen. We got a more or less
okay kid in there that just
got caught in the switches.

Why not throw the guy a break?
Isn't that part of it too?

Bet you'd have been a decent guy
if somebody would've beat you
three times a week...

in high school.

The older brother has to
exculpate as to the younger
brother's conduct...

and corroborate exactly
the younger one's account.

Thanks.

Offer's good to the end
of the tour. Then we charge
the both of them.

End of the tour, huh?

You making friends
with this guy?

Okay, here's how
it stands, Jerry.

The bullet from
Donald's shoulder wound?

That matches the weapon
of the store owner this morning
in the homicide.

We got witnesses' descriptions
that put you both in the car
leaving the crime scene.

Bloodstains on the car seat‐‐
those are Donald's.

He's getting charged.
And you are too.

You're getting charged, too,
Jerry, unless you both
give a statement...

that corroborates
that you did not have
an active role in this.

In other words,
I rat Donny out.

Hey, Jerry, did I just
not give you three pieces
of evidence...

that have nothing to do with you
testifying against your brother
that are gonna put him in jail?

We're banging our heads
against concrete here.

Jerry, Donald is gone
for the rest of his life.
Now, that's off the table.

The only question here
is what you're gonna do
for the next 25 years.

And the answer's
"time in jail," if you don't
give the statement, huh?

Which can't rat Donald out
'cause unless he cooperates,
too,

tells us the same thing
about what happened,

none of this matters
anyway, huh?

Uh, coming through
in there, Jerry, huh?
Is anybody in the residence?

What if this is a trick
or something? All right?
Can I see my brother?

You cannot see your brother.
The statements have to
be made separately.

Then how do I know
this isn't a trick?

We're working like coolies
to keep this kid out of jail.

He could probably beat it
on a moron defense.
[ Knocking ]

What?

Do you understand we're
trying to help you here?

They found a nine‐millimeter
in the weeds about 75 yards
from the Camaro. No prints.

‐ Bobby.
‐ Yeah.

You were right, Don.
The kid's holding up
pretty good.

Mm‐hmm. All that time
that you were in the joint,

he probably built up
this big idea of how
you were a good guy.

Hey, listen. Every week,
all the places that kid
got passed around to,

I wrote to him
and I told him good things.

That kid's three credits
away from his degree.

We found the gun, Don,
with just his prints.

You wearing gloves?

He was probably so scared and
nervous when he was throwing the
gun away, like you told him to,

he forgot
to wipe it off.

That kid had nothing
to do with this!

‐ Now, do a decent thing,
would you?
‐ Us?

I had a kid Jerry's age.

He was a great kid.
Nobody didn't like him.

And I can't do nothing
for that kid...

'cause some scumbag like you
murdered him.

You can give this kid
a life.

Forty, 50 years...

where he could make
some kind of a contribution,
people are glad he's around.

I'll give a statement.

You want
a frickin' statement,

I'll give a statement
on how I did it.

The D. A.'s not gonna
give him a walk unless that
kid gives a statement too.

So you gotta let him know
that you don't think that
he's letting you down.

Can I talk to him?
You can
write him a note.

First you give
your statement.

Let's do it.

Hey, Les. You don't feel
so good, huh?
I'm gonna be sick.

Now?
I'm gonna be real sick
real soon.

Could we work
my medication out now
while I'm still well?

Tell us how Shelly and the other
guy got shot. Then we can look
at the medication question.

Shelly Bauerline's a girl
I've taken drugs with.
End of story.

Shelly Bauerline's a girl
you've taken drugs with
who was found murdered.

Plus another guy
got murdered with her.
Any ideas in that area?

‐ I would like to get
my medication squared away.
‐ Start showing some good faith.

The guy's name
is Carl Steppes.

The guy found dead
with Shelly?

I'm gonna need Valium
and two‐milligram patches
of Clonidine so I can sleep.

You shut up about drugs for
five straight minutes, or we'll
lock you down for five hours.

I know about the incident
you're describing, okay?

I helped a person,
whose name I'm not
gonna tell you,

who was involved
in shooting Carl.

Carl had taken this person's
last dime bag,

which he was saving
for his wake up.

But the person
was mistaken,

later found the bag
on the floor.

He p‐‐ He put
a Band‐Aid on Carl...

'cause he had this little
tiny hole in his chest.

Then he realized
he was bleeding...

from another hole
in his back...

when he picked him up,
'cause there was blood
all over the carpet.

Asked me to help
take him out of there.

All right.
Where was Shelly
in all this?

Shelly, I
and the other person,

we dressed Carl,
rolled him up in a rug.

And while we were driving,
it turns out Shelly
boots the bag...

this guy thought Carl
had used,

sitting there,
nodding on his wake up.

So then he‐‐ he‐he‐‐
the other guy,

he realized that she
had taken his wake‐up bag,
so then he shot her.

This, uh, mystery guest, Les‐‐
any chance he's made up...

or we're just talkin' about,
uh, you, Carl, Shelly?

No. No. No.
And I've shown some pretty
damn good faith here.

I want some medication
on the table.

Stop kidding yourself.
This ain't a pharmacy.

Yeah, I happen to know
you can get a doctor
to prescribe right now.

No one's prescribing here. Best
you're gonna do is an aspirin
till we get a full statement.

All right. You listen to me.
You listen to me.
You listen to me good.

I got methadone
prescribed to me legally
in my name. Okay?

And I refuse to speak to you
unless that's brought to me
from my mother's place.

It's hidden on the first ledge,
where you were at.

I'll give you what you want.
Just bring me the stuff.

Want to take a ride?

Ah, come on, please.
Take a ride with him.

Any kind of commotion,
Mr. Bauerline, you're out
of the station house.

I won't cause a commotion.
I just wanna lay eyes on him.

Okay. Have a seat.

I better run this
by the boss.

Thanks.
D.O.A.'s estranged
husband, boss.

Uh, we're picking up
the perp's meds,

he's out there trying to
get the mother to tell him
what's going on.

So why'd you
bring him back?

We collared up off this guy
giving us the address.
He's heartbroken.

He just wants to see
what this creep looks like.

He gets a look.
Uh, we found Treet's
methadone.

You know, verifying
the prescription.

I figured I'd give him,
like, a quarter dose
just to get him rolling.

You feel the need to go
into more detail on this
with me, Greg?

No, sir.
Good.

Les has me
on a 45‐second cycle
seeing if you guys got back.

Yeah.

Listen, the D. O. A.'s husband
was out at Treet's place.
We said we'd give him a look.

Could you just sit with him,
Adrianne, till we see how
this bum acts on this stuff?

No problem.

Okay.
Imagine if I got past
seventh grade.

World's had a boot on your neck
right along, Don. No question
in my mind on that score.

Now Jerry's gotta give up
his statement. We've been
in there twice more with him.

He says that he's not gonna
do it unless you and him talk
private, you give him an okay.

You said him and me
couldn't talk.

We're gonna break the rules,
give the kid one last chance.

We're gonna bring Jerry in here
and let you talk to him. He'll
give a statement or he won't.

But that's it for us
in this case.

[ Simone ]
Then the D. A.'s can have it.

And they'll go after
both of you.

Get him to give it up, Don.

We'll be watching
through that mirror here.
I know that's a shock to you.

[ Man ]
Okay. Let's go.

Hey.
Hey.

You all right?

They hit you?

No.

Come here.
Sit down.

You gotta give up
a statement, Jer.
All right?

‐ Just tell the truth.
Tell 'em what you did.
‐ No.

No, you wouldn't
do that to me.

Uh, don't make it
no worse for me. I already
gave them a statement.

‐ You know? You just look out
for yourself here now.
‐ Myself?

Yeah.
Donny, you're my brother.

I wanted to have
some kind of life with you.

It didn't work out
this time.
Oh, no, Donny.

You know,
the best time I ever had,
best part of my life,

was when I was writing letters
to you, imagining that I
was helping you.

If you're outside,

you could give me some
of the life that you got.

You know, when we're alone
in a cell, we‐‐

we got nothing except dreams
about what's out there.

You can give me
some of that.

You could give me the ocean.

You know? I mean,
I can be right there.

I could be puking off the side
of a fishing boat.

You know, I mean,
you get incarcerated,
I got no dreams.

I'm dead.

We're lucky, you and I.
Yeah.

I can line my walls
with pictures of your kids.

[ Sniffles ]

‐ I need you
to help me here, Jer.
‐ No, Donny!

Come here, come here,
come here, come here.
Come here.

No, no! Donny!
[ Sobbing ]

[ Sniffling ]
Come on, come on,
come on.

You just write the statement,
all right?

[ Sniffling ]

Okay.
All right.

[ Les ]
Carl had to slam crank.

I could walk away
from crank today.

I'll do it,
if it's in front of me.
I'm not gonna lie to you.

But 11:00 to 5:00 dope is me.

I saw a guy bit
his tongue off behind crank.
His jaw locked up.

Hey, stop the drug seminar.
Did you shoot Carl?

I confess to shooting
Carl Steppes...

over a misunderstanding over
his taking my wake‐up dope...

and in disposing
of his body.

I confess I killed
Shelly Bauerline,

who'd shot my wake‐up dope
herself while we were
driving Carl's body...

and who'd wound up
a skanky dime‐bag whore.

I'm less sure
I gave her the hep
than she gave it to me.

I will not sign this
as a statement...

until I've received
the rest of my legally
prescribed medication.

Are you goin' to get it?

I gotta check with
your clinic doctor.

Don't feel the need
to hold nothin' back
while I'm gone.

All right. All right?

It's a roll
of the wheel now.

If you want, Mr. Bauerline,
you can take your look at him
now through the window.

Can I listen
to what he's saying?

Uh, I think we'll just
stick with the look.

I'll be right back.

He looks like a rat.
That's who she left me for?

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]
I loved her.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

I wanted to make
a life with her,
have a family.

She told me
all she cared about was...

feeling that warm
go through her,

the drugs going into her body.

I don't believe
that's truly who Shelly was.

I mean, I've known her
since‐‐ since high school.

I've known her since
she was 15 years old.

I‐‐
Mr. Bauerline.

Why don't you and I go out
for a cup of coffee?

[ Sighs ]

Hmm?

[ Sighs, Clears Throat ]

I really wouldn't
want to impose.
It's not an imposition.

Come on. Let's go.

[ Man ] You know what
I'm really gonna miss? These
cards for that vending machine.

No, thanks.
Detective Sipowicz.

Listen, uh,
I got a personal function.

I just‐‐ I just want
to say so long.

You didn't get
a haircut coupon, free.

Well, Sylvia liked
how you did it before.

I think there's the guy
you're looking for.

Anyways, I got
this personal function.
Good luck to you, John.

Thank you, Detective.
Thank you for being
my friend.

Mother! Didn't I
specifically request
you not do this?

I thought your friends
might like a sweet.

Th‐These are my colleagues,
and this is Noreen Irvin,

with whom I'm going to be having
a very serious conversation
when we get home.

Come on, John.
You got cake eaters waiting.

How are you doing?
I'm Lieutenant Fancy.

She does make
the best Bundt cake
in all five boroughs. You!

I can't believe
you did this.

[ Clears Throat ]
Hi. Greg Medavoy.
Anne McGuire.

You're in Anticrime, huh?
Yeah. For the last
couple of months.

You're the phantom
of the crib.

Oh, yeah.
[ Chuckling ]

Yeah, I‐I've been staying there
during some domestic upset.

No more though.
I'm moving out tomorrow.

I found a pleasant
three‐room apartment
in Brooklyn.

That's good.
Yeah, I‐I'm very pleased.

What about yourself?
Where do you live?
Hempstead.

Yeah, I live
with my folks.
Bundt cake.

Thanks, John.
Thank you.

Yeah, I used to live
in Nassau.

My ex and my kids
still live there.
Drive can get iffy sometimes.

Well, I do
mostly 6:00 to 2:00,
so that's not too bad.

Ah, then you're
in good shape. Yeah.

Hi.

So D. A. Cohen put
the younger brother
in for a walk.

Good.
Yeah.

‐ It's nice when one works out.
‐ Would you like some
Bundt cake, young man?

Uh, this is
Detective Simone, Mother.
My mom, Noreen Irvin.

‐ Pleased to meet you.
‐ I knew this was him.

My son says you're
the greatest policeman
since Jack Webb.

‐ That's pretty good company.
‐ Mother, I'm going to leap
through an open window.

Diane and I were just talking
about taking advantage
of the weather...

and go out for a little walk,
having some dinner.

So you won't take any offense
if I save my appetite?

I'm just hoping the weather
holds through the weekend.

‐ John is treating me
to a trip to Fire Island.
‐ Really?

Do you want to show them
my baby pictures too?

‐ You take care, John.
‐ You too.

‐ And good luck
on this new assignment.
‐ Yes!

Come and see us.
I will.

[ Simone ]
Thanks a lot.

You looked like
a deer in headlights
when his mom came over.

I just had eyes
to get out.

Lovely spring thus far, huh?
I‐I've been remarkably
allergy‐free.

Both of your sons
are with you.

Try to pray.

[ Cooing ]

The servant of God, Theo,
is brought within the church...

in the name of the Father
and of the Son...

and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I shall enter your house,
O Lord. I shall worship
in your temple.

The servant of God, Theo,

is brought before you
in the name of the Father...

and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

In the middle of the church,
I shall praise you.

The servant of God, Theo,
is brought within the church,
in the name of the Father‐‐

Please keep care
of my other son, too, and
take him to your heart.

Amen.

In the name of the Father
and of the Son...

and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Now, Master, let
your servant depart in peace,
according to your promise,

for my eyes have seen
your salvation...

which you have prepared
in the presence of all peoples.

Bless and keep
my son who's gone...

and bless and keep
all my family...

and give me strength
to be a good person.

Glory to you, O God, our hope.
Glory to you.

May Christ have mercy on us
and save us,

for he's a good
and merciful God
who loves mankind.

Through the prayers
of our holy fathers, amen.

Amen.

[ Sipowicz ]
Amen.

This was good, huh?
Yeah. It's good.

You know, ever since I
improved on that first course
for you over at Oswaldo's,

you haven't been showing
much enthusiasm
about our meals.

[ Chuckling ]
Well, you know, I'd ask you
to slide over here...

and, uh, do something
about that.

I got a better idea.
You got any vacation time?

I think I have
nine days left.
I used some up with my mom.

You want to throw
some things together, drive
down to the shore for a while?

You mean it?

I don't trifle
about vacations, Diane.

Twenty minutes
after I met you,

I was hoping real bad
you were gonna be
a nice guy.

As good a cop
and as hot as you were,

I knew I was gonna have
feelings for you.

How lucky I turned out.

Is that a "yeah"
on the vacation?

Yeah.

I want to spend
some time with you.

Excuse me.

Mmm.

Let's get out of town.

Thanks.