Quincy M.E. (1976–1983): Season 6, Episode 4 - The Night Killer - full transcript

Benjamin!

Oh, my God.

We had a crib death last night.

My God!

Is this the right baby?

But I found very
specific evidence

that your baby's been beaten.

You mean, even after what I told
you, you performed my autopsy?

We're not looking at a
Sudden Infant Death here...

We're looking at murder.

They think I killed our son.



All that so-called bruising
occurred after death.

Can you tell me how we
transported a normal body

and ended up with one with a
fractured skull? Can you tell me that?

Gentlemen, you
are about to enter

the most fascinating
sphere of police work,

the world of forensic medicine.

Mr. Brandon, you've
got yourself a deal.

Yes.

Yes... I couldn't ask
for a better arrangement.

My mother-in-law.

She said she'd be happy to look after the
twins anytime I want to go back to work.

Yes, I've missed
all of you, too.

No, I really... I think it's wonderful
for you to work it out for me like this.

You bet.



I'll see you in one week.

Yes, sir. Bye-bye.

Oh, Matthew, you've got
yourself a working mother.

Okay, look at
this deliciousness.

(BABY SQUEALING)

Oh, no.

Benjamin, keep your
diapers on. It's not your turn!

Okay, you win. Yes,
you win, you always do.

You always do, except you promised
me that you were going to sleep

for twenty minutes in a row

so that your brother
could have some dinner.

What happened, huh?

Huh? You hungry, too?

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Civilized dinner.

Okay, dinner time.

Hi, honey.

Hi, sweetheart.

You look absolutely
beautiful today, you know that?

Give me a kiss.

And how is Benjamin?
And how is Matthew?

Bill, that's Matthew,
and this is Benjamin!

Got you.

Oh, you rat!

I love to do that, it always
gets a rise out of you.

Will you please make yourself
useful and feed somebody.

I will in just a minute.
Let me get a beer first.

Uh-huh, okay.

What's the occasion?

Just thought you'd like it.

Oh, let me guess.

The toilet's backed up because you
forgot and flushed a diaper down again.

No. Nothing happened. Really.

Checking account's overdrawn?

Bill!

Okay, okay... So
nothing's happened.

It's just because I'm
such a wonderful husband.

Right.

- Guess what?
- What?

Mr. Brandon called again.

Oh, so that's it.

No, that's not it!

I just... Yes, that's it.

I thought I'd soften you up
because I knew you'd act like this.

Haven't we been all
through this before?

Bill, it's different now. You
see, he only wants me two

or possibly three
mornings a week.

And, uh, it's not like a
full time job or anything.

I could still spend most
of my time with the twins.

I could make a little money.
I could get out some, and...

Your mother said she'd love to
come and stay with the babies...

And I just... It seemed
like the perfect solution.

You know, I don't get it.

You had plenty of time to
work it out of your system.

It's not like we rushed
into having children.

We waited. I love
Benjamin, I love Matt.

I do. But I think it's... it's possible
to spend too much time with them.

I mean, maybe I'd
be a better mother if

I got a little relief
every once in a while.

Because it's the quality of the
time, not the quantity. Right?

No, okay, no, you
don't understand.

You don't understand 'cause you
don't do it. You don't do it every day.

You don't do it every day,
all day long, day after day.

You just don't do it.

Well, I would if I could.

I mean, do you think it's some
kind of vacation to go into that office

and balance books all day?

You think I sit around the house
and drink coffee and watch TV?

I know it's not like that.

Well, when was the last time you
spent an hour putting one of them to sleep

and the other one
cried and woke him up?

And somebody's always hungry,
their pants are always dirty.

One of them gets a cold,
the other one gets a cold.

And they never sleep at the same
time. They never sleep at the same time!

- You're just tired.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna help ya... I'm
gonna set the table tonight.

I do have to go back to the office.
There's some books I have to go over.

Again?

Just for a couple of hours. It
has to be done before tomorrow.

What about Mr. Brandon? My job?

Hon, all you need is
a good night's sleep.

And everything's gonna
look different tomorrow.

Oh, damnit, look what you did!

- Wait a minute,
just take it easy.
- Well, I've had it with him.

I've had it with both of
them. I've had it up to here.

You just leave and go
to your job in the morning

and you waltz back home and
you want everything to be just right.

You have no idea what
I've been up to all day long.

- Honey, I do.
- No, you don't!

I haven't talked to anybody
over six months old all day.

Honey, I really do.

(BABIES CRYING)

If you'd get just one
really good night's sleep,

you'd be a whole new
person. You know that?

(SIGHS)

Honey.

Madeline, you still up?

Hey, big guy.

Finally let your mother
have some sleep, huh?

I love you, Matthew.

Well, Benjamin,
how's my big boy?

Benjamin, Benjamin.

Benjamin!

Oh, my God.

My God!

I specifically requested
the stain on the slides

from the Rhodes case for today.

I'm still working on orders
that were due yesterday.

But these are important!

I'm sure they are, Doctor. Just like
these slides are important to Dr. Matthews,

and these are
important to Dr. Asten.

I'm beginning to wonder how
this department even functions.

We do the best we can, Doctor.

Just get me those slides
by the end of the day.

Clear?

Can you handle it?

- Dr. Asten.
- Dr. Gage.

Boy, he's something!

Sounds just like me.

Come on, Sam,
what's the problem?

Well, I guess he doesn't like
the way the department's run.

You're kidding. He said that?

Listen, he's been
on the job a week

and it seems like a
year. Nothing suits him.

The files aren't straight,

the transcription's too slow...

Now, Sam, we have to
remember he's still rather young,

and wears those funny clothes.

But he's bright and he's eager,

and he has the potential
to be a crack pathologist.

He'll settle down.

Well, it can't be
too soon for me.

Sorry I'm late, but the
freeway was jammed.

Hi, Sam. You ready to go?

We have a problem now.

- No, the court house
is only 10 minutes away.
- I mean here.

We had a crib death last night.

Oh, well, I'll do the autopsy
as soon as we get back.

- The parents are here.
- I see.

They're pretty devastated. Now, I
wish you would go up and talk to them.

- Here's the file.
- Where are they?

Upstairs.

Okay.

You know, if that were me, I
wouldn't even know where to begin.

Mr. and Mrs. Estes?
Oh, don't get up, please.

I'm Dr. Quincy. I'll be doing
the autopsy on your baby.

I don't understand.

I just don't understand.
I don't understand how

a perfectly normal, perfectly
healthy baby just dies.

That's the terrible thing about
crib death. We don't know why.

We only know it strikes in the
middle of the night without warning.

I just keep thinking,
maybe if I'd been home...

If Madeline hadn't
been asleep...

It wouldn't have made
any difference, believe me.

I'm sure the autopsy will show

that there was absolutely nothing
you could've done to anticipate

or prevent what happened.

I'm due in court now. It won't take
long. I'll be back in about an hour.

See you then.

- Dr. Quincy.
- Yeah?

Hi, I'm Bob Gage. I joined
the staff a few days ago.

- Oh, you're Gage. Glad to have you aboard.
- Thank you.

I know you're on your way to court,
but I wanted to talk to you about your

- caseload.
- What about it?

Well, in checking the files,

I find that you handle about a third
more cases than the rest of us do.

Well, if you're saying I work
too hard, I agree with you.

What I'm trying to say is that

in the interest of efficiency

some of the excess
could be spread around.

Oh, you'll get your share of
the work. Asten will see to that.

Yes, I know,

but I was looking for something
a little more sophisticated,

something a little
more challenging.

For instance?

- Well, like your cases.
- My cases?

Yes. While you're in court this
morning, who's handling your cases?

Me. I'm handling them,
when I get back from court.

I know I have a tight schedule,
but you'll have to take my word for it.

I can handle my workload.

Dr. Gage, I've heard some
very good things about you,

and if only half
of them are true,

you're the best thing to come
around here in a long time.

But don't rush it.
It'll all come in time.

Yeah.

What's with this kid Gage?
Where'd ya get him from?

Now, now, Quincy, just
remember he's just a little young.

- And a little ambitious.
- He's bright and he's eager.

- And ambitious.
- The only thing
that bothers me is,

do you think a doctor should
wear blue jeans to work?

What are you worried
about what he wears?

- But blue jeans?
- What about his attitude...

Okay, I'll tell them.

Yeah.

All right, I'll see you, Quince.

Sam, here's the at-scene
photos on the Randolph case

Quincy wanted.

Oh, thanks, Ed.
I'll give them to him.

They've had him hung
up in court all morning.

Yeah, I know how he loves that.

Problems?

Not really.

If Dr. Quincy's stuck in court,
what happens to his workload?

Mmm, it'll wait.

Incredible.

This place is incredible.

I don't know how we managed to stumble
along all these years without you, Doctor.

Excuse me, I have to tell
the Estes' there'll be a delay.

Maybe not.

Thanks, Tom.

I thought Dr. Quincy
was scheduled for this.

Uh, he and Dr. Asten
got tied up in court.

What have we got here?

Benjamin R. Estes,
male, Caucasian,

age five and a half months.

Probable cause of death,
Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.

My God!

Is this the right baby?

Estes, Benjamin, 5063...

Yeah, but look at those bruises.

The bones override.

There's a gross skull fracture.

The tissues are boggy
from this bruising.

I'd say, hematoma of the brain.

We'd better go ahead and
verify the cause of death.

Not until I call the police.

Aren't you jumping
the gun a little?

I'm following
standard procedure.

But only after we back up our
suspicions with evidence from the autopsy.

Look, I've autopsied
crib deaths before,

and I've never seen
this kind of damage.

It's obvious this
baby's been beaten.

We're not looking at a
Sudden Infant Death here...

We're looking at murder.

The only one I've been able to
communicate with so far is the father.

Apparently, he
was out all evening

and he came home to
find the baby already dead.

I appreciate your help, Doctor,

but maybe you oughta
let me do the questioning.

Mr. and Mrs. Estes, this
is Lieutenant Monahan.

Lieutenant?

Mrs. Estes, I'd like to ask
you a few questions, if I may.

What's wrong?
What's this all about?

Oh, it's just a couple of
details we have to clear up.

Would you come with me, please?

Okay.

Please, take a seat.

Mr. Estes,

I don't want to alarm you, but
I found very specific evidence

that your baby's been beaten.

What are you talking about?

There were certain
kinds of damage

that is consistent with what
we see in battered children.

That's impossible.

I understand you came
home and found your baby...

already dead.

Yes.

Did you notice any bruising,

anything that
looked like injury?

It was dark.

I just knew he wasn't breathing.

Do you know... What
I'm going to say is...

Did your wife ever
strike the baby?

Absolutely not!

She'd never do
anything like that!

Did she ever...
get upset with him?

Agitated?

Overly irritated?

Look, Doctor.

We have twins.

Now, that's a lot of pressure.

She was exhausted.

She even talked about
getting a part-time job

just to get out from
under for a while.

That's the crazy thing
about child abuse.

It's not always the kind of
people you think would do it.

It's not always the
alcoholics or the drug addicts.

Just nice, normal people.

The pressure builds and builds,

until one day they just
can't take it anymore.

They just explode.

I can't believe that,

and I don't believe that.

Oh, Mr. Estes,
I'm sorry I'm late.

Excuse me, Doctor, but
I'm going to get my wife.

What happened?

There's been a
development, Doctor Quincy.

It seems this wasn't
a crib death, after all.

The baby was battered.

- Battered?
- I called homicide.

Lieutenant Monahan is
questioning the mother right now.

Who authorized that?

When you were delayed
I took it upon myself.

You mean, even after what I told
you, you performed my autopsy?

Well, I didn't actually
complete it yet.

But the injuries were so gross, I
contacted Lieutenant Monahan immediately.

Injuries! What are
you talking about?

One of our investigators went to the
home, he reported Sudden Infant Death.

Now, he never would've done
that if there were obvious injuries.

Well, maybe you'd
better see for yourself.

Let's get to the lab
and you show me.

Do you know what
he said to me in there?

He said, Benjamin was beaten.

And he told me my rights,

and he said I
could get a lawyer.

He said, I could remain silent.

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)

Oh, my God.

They think I killed our son.

See? Severe bruising,

skull fracture,
probable hematoma.

That's right, Doctor. All
those phenomena are present.

There's just one problem.

Those are post-mortem injuries.

All that so-called bruising
occurred after death.

- After death?
- Which you
would have found out

had you bothered to
perform the autopsy

instead of jumping to
conclusions and calling the police!

I was following procedure.

These things have to be checked,
and double-checked and triple-checked!

I just wanted to
do the right thing.

The right thing is to
make sure of your facts.

Always!

Do you realize the
impact that this office has?

We don't only deal
with death here.

Every action we take affects
the lives of other living people!

Quincy.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

Been a false alarm.

- Doctor Gage said...
- Doctor Gage was mistaken.

The injuries he saw
were post-mortem.

You mean I just read that woman
her rights and practically accused her

of killing her baby,
and it was a mistake?

Sorry, I'm afraid you're gonna
have to tell her we were wrong.

Me? What about you?

I'm gonna stay here and watch
Dr. Gage perform the autopsy

he had no permission to do.

Maybe he'll realize his
ambition has to be slowed down.

I got the call at, let's see,

10:30. And I went
straight to the home.

When you saw the body, was
there any evidence of physical abuse?

None, absolutely none.

I diagnosed probable Sudden
Infant Death, talked to the parents,

and then brought the body here.

And you received the body?

Yes, sir.

- Did you notice any injury?
- I don't know.

Well, it was all wrapped up.

Why don't we cut through
all the bull and get to the truth.

Sir?

There is a woman who
has just lost her baby,

and now she's being accused of
murder. I think she's suffered enough.

Can you tell me how we
transported a normal body

and ended up with one with a
fractured skull? Can you tell me that?

I dropped it.

Good Lord, man.

Where'd it happen?

On the steps,

outside of the building. It
was wet, and I just slipped.

And you didn't tell anybody?

I felt awful.

I was afraid I was gonna get fired.
And Mr. Martin had already said it

it was a crib death.
I just didn't think...

That's right, you didn't.
And neither did he.

It only took you one day to undermine
years of good work done by this department.

It used to be that when
a baby died of crib death,

the parents automatically came
under suspicion by the police.

So we trained special
investigators like Martin, here,

to work with the
law, to educate them,

to help a lot of poor people
who'd lost their babies

and didn't deserve to be
accused of murder as well!

L.A. County has the best
program in the country.

And in one grand
act of stupidity,

you guys have thrown
us back fifty years.

Come on, Doctor. There's
two people we owe apologies to.

So all the damage
occurred after your baby died.

The autopsy confirms
that beyond any doubt.

I'm sorry.

I hope you can forgive me.

Mrs. Estes,

I suggest that you and your husband get
in touch with the local SIDS Foundation.

SIDS?

It's a group of parents
who've lost babies as you have.

Sometimes it helps to talk with
people who've been through it.

We'll be all right, Doctor.
We have each other.

I'm afraid...

You may have to
face something else.

What?

The possibility of a familial
connection in crib death.

What is that?

Familial connection?

This chart shows that
your baby was a twin.

You have another one at home?

- Yes.
- With my mother.

What about Matthew?

You may want to
have him screened.

Some children show
that they're a higher risk.

Look, I can make an appointment

to have him tested
in a sleep laboratory.

It's part of a new
research program.

Believe me, the sooner
you do it, the better.

I'm afraid Matt is showing
a specific problem.

Well, what exactly
is the problem?

An abnormal pattern
of sleep apnea.

Now, apnea means an
interruption of the breathing.

Now, you see, all infants
have this for whatever reason.

You see, they...

They occasionally stop breathing
for a few seconds in their sleep.

Now, usually, they start
it up again on their own

and nobody even
knows that it happened.

However, sometimes...

Well, they just can't seem
to get their respiration going,

and they never
ever breathe again.

And that's what
happened with Benjamin?

Well, now, we can't
say that for sure.

But you can see Matt definitely has
an abnormal pattern in his breathing,

and he is the sibling
of a SIDS baby.

That's why it was necessary
to classify him as a high risk.

Well, what exactly can we
do if he is like Benjamin?

Well, you may want to
consider monitoring him

when he's asleep
on a machine like this.

Now, you see, I usually don't recommend
this, but Matt is an unusual case.

And believe me, it
only takes a few months.

You see, babies
usually grow out of this

by the time they're a year old.

What does it do?

Well, if Matt should stop breathing
for as long as twenty seconds,

you would hear an alarm sound

and this red light
would come on.

And that would give you a
chance to resuscitate him.

And usually if you just shake
him a little or call him by name,

he'll get started again.

- What if it doesn't?
- Don't worry.

We teach you
cardio-pulmonary resuscitation.

You see, the pressure on the
chest and mouth-to-mouth breathing

keeps the blood and
oxygen going to the brain,

keeps them going until
they start breathing again.

Oh, please, I promise you

we'll teach you everything
that you'll have to know.

If anything happens
to Matt, I'll die.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Matthew, come on! Come on,
Matthew, start breathing again!

(MACHINE CONTINUES BEEPING)

Is he all right?

(BABY CRYING)

Yes, he's all right.

No thanks to you!

You slept right through
the whole damned thing!

- I didn't!
- Well,
where the hell were you?

I got here as
soon as I heard it.

It wasn't soon enough!

If I wasn't awake Matt
could be dead right now!

Damn!

- Oh, I'll get that.
- Don't do anything,

I'll take care of it.

Doesn't this toaster
ever work right?

I'll make you some more.

I don't really have time right
now. I'll get some on the way.

- Bill...
- What?

How about taking the day off?

I'll pull myself together
and we could pack a picnic

and go to the beach.

Just spend the day,
just the three of us.

Just relax.

Oh, sure. Take the day off.

Right in the middle
of tax season.

I'll call Mr. Galloway and say,

"Listen, boss, the little woman
wants to go on a picnic today,

"so you and the other guys
can do my work for me."

You've got to slow down.

You work fourteen hours a day,

you don't sleep at night.

It's been almost two weeks.

You've got to stop
doing this to yourself.

What exactly do you
want me to do about it?

I would like you to... I want...

I want you to trust me again.

So at least you
can sleep at night.

This doesn't have
anything to do with you.

I'm worried about work.

It's not work, it's Matthew.

You lie awake all night
long listening for that monitor.

Well, it's already gone
off once now, hasn't it?

Well, somebody's gotta be ready.

I'm ready. I'll hear it.

Madeline, just get off my back

and let me do what I have to do.

I'll just be for a few more
months, then it'll be over.

That's too long. We
can't go on like this.

You may be right.

You may be absolutely right.

Has anyone seen Doctor Gage?

I haven't seen him since
yesterday afternoon.

Well, neither has anybody else. He
doesn't even answer his home phone.

Totally irresponsible.

Well, I'll have to reassign his
caseload. Let me know if he comes in.

I was assisting him
yesterday afternoon.

What's that?

Doctor Gage.

He was having a tough
time, couldn't concentrate.

He barely got through it.

These peaks are on high.

Let's do it again.

Okay.

He's been a different person since
that mistake with the crib death.

I never was much of a fan
of his, but I have to admit,

I've been feeling
sorry for the guy.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Oh, yes, Mrs.
Estes. How are you?

I'm sorry to bother you,
Dr. Quincy, but, um...

I remember you said
something about a support group?

- People to talk to?
- Yes, that's right.

Yeah, well, I didn't...

I didn't ask you about it
because Bill wasn't interested.

But, um, I think... I think...

I think we need help.

Could you tell me
where to go? And when?

Of course, I will. Listen,
let me get the information

and I'll get back to
you this afternoon.

- Thank you.
- Oh, not at all,

I'm happy to do it. Bye bye.

Sam, do we have
a number on Gage?

Oh, it's probably
in the staff directory.

Well, if Asten asks,
I'll be right back.

What do you mean, back?

I never even saw you leave.

You're a real pal.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

Well, may I come in?

I'd never take you for a
fan of daytime soap operas.

You just never know
about people, do you?

Dr. Asten's worried about you.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, he figures if a person doesn't
answer his phone, there must be a problem.

So, an hour ago, he gave
your caseload to somebody else.

- Wise decision.
- You think so?

Yes, I do.

Oh, why don't you stop
feeling sorry for yourself.

You made a mistake.
Who the heck doesn't?

Anyone with half a brain.

Ooh, so it's about our ego?

No, it's not ego, Doctor.

It's what I did to an
innocent man and woman.

You're... you're absolutely right about
the way our job affects people's lives.

Maybe I just don't measure
up to that kind of responsibility.

Well, you'll never find
out sitting in the dark.

I feel so stupid.

I'm so ashamed.

Maybe it is ego.

That's understandable,
you're not immune.

But you can turn it into
healthy if you take it and use it.

If you say, "It's me, and I'm
not gonna let this thing destroy

"whatever value
I have to offer."

And you do have value to offer,
otherwise I wouldn't be here.

I mean, you're precise,
you're dedicated, you care.

You could be a
very fine pathologist.

Well, what do you say?

Okay.

Dr. Quincy,

I just want to be good at what I do
more than anything else in the world.

Then don't blow it, Bob. It's not
the mistakes you make that count,

it's what you do
with them afterwards.

They can make you
sit in the dark like this

or they can make you go
beyond any limit you may have set.

You come back to work.

I promise you, I'll do
everything I can to help you.

It's your decision.

We can still call your mother,
I'm sure she would come.

Bill, it's important to me.

I think maybe
Dr. Quincy was right,

and I wish you would
change your mind.

I think, maybe... It
would help us both.

I think it's a stupid
waste of time.

I don't believe in people getting
together to keep things alive

that are better off buried.

How can you know that when
you haven't even tried it just once?

Don't you get it?

I'm not going.

I'm staying here with our baby,

which is something
you should be doing.

Okay.

Why don't you just go?

Don't worry about anything here,

I'll take care of it all.

I'll be back when the meeting
is over, probably around ten.

Madeline!

Madeline!

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

We didn't have much money then,

not even enough to buy a crib.

The baby slept in
a dresser drawer.

We woke up that
morning, it was quite late,

and we wondered why we
hadn't heard the baby cry yet.

Lester went over,
and I knew it...

The minute I saw his face.

He said, "She's dead, Cleo."

Just like that.

"She's dead, Cleo."

I didn't believe it...
till I touched her.

When the sheriff's men came,

they saw her in the drawer.

They asked us how
often we beat the baby.

Then they handcuffed
us and took us to jail.

They, uh, just couldn't

get over that drawer.

They thought that
we had shut her up

in the dresser
and suffocated her.

Madeline.

This is your first
time here with us.

And your loss is a recent one.

Is there anything that
you would want to say?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Lack of trust is... It's awful.

Not... not so much from

strangers, but from my husband.

It's... it's awful.

Benjy, and Matt
now is on the monitor

and we're so scared that
it's gonna happen again.

I just... I feel
that... I feel...

I feel that I could stand it

if Bill and I were together.

My wife blamed

the baby's doctor, the formula,

and the diaper service.

My mother-in-law blamed

the fact that we left the
windows open at night.

I blamed my wife.

And I know what your
husband's going through.

But you worked
through it, you...

We fought all the time.

I didn't want to
have any more kids.

I figured that she
let one baby die.

I didn't want to risk any more.

But, see, we can't even fight.

I mean, how did...
How did you work it out?

With a lot of help.

With me digging my
heels in all the way.

Bill?

Honey?

Bill! Bill!

The playpen?

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, Bill.

Oh, hello, sweetheart.

Listen, Mom,

the food warmer
is on the counter.

There's a little refrigerator.

The formula's in there.

The baby food is on the shelf,

there's also some bottles.

And I'll pick up some more
diapers on the way back, okay?

Bill, you can't raise
Matt in a motel room.

It's just until I find
a place of my own.

You are gonna
help me, aren't you?

I keep thinking of Madeline.

She must be absolutely frantic.

Believe me, Mom,

do you think I would
be here right now

if I thought she could take
the responsibility of Matthew?

I've always felt
she was so strong.

She is,

she's just never had to
face anything like this before.

Neither have you.

That's when you find
out what you're made of.

When the pressure's really on.

And if you really
want to know the truth,

Madeline is one breath away
from having a nervous breakdown.

That's why I'm here,

for her sake and for Matthew's.

She I just hope it's
the right thing to do.

Of course I called the police.

They took a report.

They said it's practically impossible to
find a parent who has stolen his child.

They said hire a
private detective.

Madeline, I don't know
what it is you want me to do.

Neither do I.

I don't know.

I know that when I
have been in trouble,

you've helped me.

This is Dr. Quincy, may I speak
with Lieutenant Monahan, please?

When will he be back?

Three hours?

Have him call me the minute
he comes in. It's very important.

Bye.

Madeline, maybe
you oughta go home.

Bill might be trying to
get in touch with you.

I'll call you the
minute I hear anything.

Okay, thank you.

Marc, do you know
if Monahan called?

No, I don't think so.

I'm gonna go down there and
light a fire under those guys.

Dr. Quincy.

Brill.

Yeah, Lieutenant.

Will you check with
the highway patrol

and see if they've got
anything on that Estes case yet?

I just did ten minutes ago.

Well, do it again!

Hi, Brill.

What's going on
down here, Lieutenant?

I'm busy gettin' my nails
manicured, can't you tell?

You got anything
on Bill Estes yet?

No, not yet. But we're workin' on
it, in between our bridge games.

How long does it take? You
got the description of the car.

You got the guy's
license number!

Quincy, it takes
as long as it takes!

Now, I've got an APB out on him, if
he's left the town, it's gonna be tougher.

The guy is traveling with a
baby and a playpen, and diapers!

He's got to be
holed up somewhere!

- Hey, Lieutenant,
on that Estes guy...
- Yeah?

Nothin' yet.

What do you guys do down here?

We sit around figuring out ways
to torment medical examiners.

Sweet dreams, Matthew.

(SINGING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Oh, Ma.

I've been calling you. I
called you all day long.

You're not gonna
believe what happened.

Bill's taken Matthew and I
don't know where they are.

I just hope I'm
doing the right thing.

I've worried about it all day.

I... God forgive
me if I'm wrong.

Oh, honey,

I know everything
that's happened.

I know what he did.

I even know where
he took the baby.

Oh, thank God.

Sam, I thought I'd have time
to get back to the lab, too.

I forgot I was dealing
with Rip Van Winkle here.

Takes him an hour to
decide which pencil to use.

Oh, he doesn't think
this case is serious.

Yeah, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Look, it's nothing to get
excited about, Quincy.

People kidnap their
own children all the time.

Don't tell me it's the normal act of
an emotionally stable human being,

because I don't buy it.

Look, I promise you, if I
get anything at all I'll call you.

Go home and take a rest. Okay?

Doc, Dr. Gage on line two.

Yeah, Bob.

What the address?

All right, I want you to call Mrs.
Estes, tell her we're picking her up.

I don't want her going
down there alone.

Bye-bye.

He's at a motel in
the valley. Let's go.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Let me go first, please.

Bill?

That's the alarm on the monitor!

Bill! Bill! Get me in there!

We don't know how
long he's been out.

Madeline, you've
had training. Go!

Get an ambulance here. I
have to get my bag out of the car!

Yeah, Sergeant, this
is Lieutenant Monahan.

I have an infant
in cardiac arrest

at 1930 East 41st Street.

Yeah, that's apartment 206.

I need a paramedic
ambulance right away.

Keep at it Madeline, keep at it.

- What are you doing here?
- I had to come,

I'm part of this, too.

Please, don't die.

Please don't let him die.

Just keep at it.

He's taking air.

Spontaneous respiration.

Good, strong pulse.

Madeline, you did it.

(BABY CRYING)

I thought he was going to die.

I just couldn't move.

You saved him.

Nothing's going
to happen to Matt.

We're gonna take care of him.

Almost two dozen times a day,

a baby dies for no
apparent reason.

That's ten thousand
times a year.

Come on, Nora, let's go.

Where you going? Look,
this isn't for me, okay?

I know you all have
good intentions,

but I think you take
what life gives you

and you keep going. This kind of

rehash doesn't do
any good. Come on.

Wait a minute!

I bet you scream in your
car when you're by yourself.

- How do you know that?
- Because I've
been there before.

I lost one baby and
almost lost my other one.

I blocked off.

And just like you, I didn't think
there was anything to talk about.

But once I started talking...

I just let go.

I opened up.

The hardest thing
was learning to cry.

That's the last hurdle.

When I realized

that there was no
weakness connected

with giving in to your
true feelings and emotions,

that's the day I became
the person my wife deserved.

Now we can share,

and we can talk about Benjy

and the love we have for him.

And that love will never die.

Listen,

this is the worst thing
that'll ever happen to you,

but you can make it!

If you pull together,
just try to pull together.

Thanks.