Rookie Blue (2010–2015): Season 1, Episode 4 - Signals Crossed - full transcript

Three bedrooms, two baths.

Landscape backyard. A little gazebo-thing.

It's beautiful.

On sale, half price.

Double homicide will do
that to your property value.

Uh. You see even this is more
interesting, than that movie.

- C'mon.
- Yeah. Okay. You're right.

You can pick next time.

So what happened in there? I mean
2 houses down here, I had no idea.

It's pretty straightforward. He was home,
and found his wife in bed with someone else.

- Ooh, crime of passion, huh?
- Love... I'd be out of work without it.



- So, what, did the guy just confess?
- Well, no, not right away.

Took a little more convincing than that.

I just told him he'd feel a
lot better if he let it all out.

Seemed kind of relieved when
he told me. They usually are.

Strangely like being a therapist.

And here I thought homicide was
all sunglasses and shiny suits,

writing on glass, walking on water...

You're something else, you know that?

You have no idea how amazing you are.

You cold?

No.

I'm perfect.

Homicide loot's got some smooth moves.

No, it was perfect...



I mean, the whole date.

Romantic and honest and...

- Actually, a little bit weird for me.
- You know what's weird?

Is you guys making out in
front of a murder house.

Would it ever strike you that

- Luke's a little obsessed with death?
- Well, he's a homicide
Detective. It's sort of his job.

I'm just saying he's not perfect,

- which is good because perfect is boring.
- Yeah, perfect would really suck.

Ew.

Ugh.

Afternoon, boys.

- You all set?
- Oh, yeah. Major undercover op.

- This shift is gonna rock.
- Hanging on a little tight there, Dov.

- I don't think a John sweep qualifies as an "op."
- Is it an operation? Yes, it is.

- Will we be dressed in uniform?
No, we will not. We will be...
- Dressed as hookers.

Yeah, I know it's no big deal to you.

You're used to being dressed
like a hooker, but to me...

Okay, whose cologne is
making my eyes water?

You guys are here... and here.

Cover team is here.

Backup here, here... and here.

You will not be wired,

but you will have earpieces
so we can talk you through.

Peck, run the drill.

Well, we need the John to offer
money for a sex-related act,

and then he is arrestable,
so we give the signal,

cover team moves in and makes the collar.

Good.

Do not let anyone touch you.

Do not get in any vehicle.

Do not go anywhere your
cover team can't see you.

And no matter what happens,
you stick to your story.

Eh, you're drug addicts. You're
supporting a habit. It's nothing fancy.

All right. You guys are the fresh
faces. That's why you're out there, so...

this one's all on you.

Yes, sir. Good.

Too much?

Uh, too little.

Please. You're the one who
brought in the porno boots.

Would you shut up?

Nash, uh, got a request
from the DA's office.

They want a rook to help
with a murder investigation.

Murder, sir?

Yeah. Kempton University student

got sliced up in High Park last night.

Be a good opportunity to
see a homicide case close-up.

And you want me?

O... or you, McNally. Uh,
you're welcome to opt out

and work with Callaghan, if you want.

Uh...

all yours.

Right. Then you should,
uh, check in with Callaghan

and, uh, tell him to wait up.

Wait up? Why? Where am I going?

The morgue.

Ugh.

Oh. Um... here.

Thanks.

You, uh, always take this
long figuring out what to wear?

You always hang around
women's locker rooms?

Hey, you started it.

Oh, who's this?

None of your business.

Right.

Magnetic, huh?

That's cool. Good idea.

Sir.

You're ready for this, right?

For what?

Tonight.

Yeah. Of course.

Good.

I like the leopard print one.

Oh, good. Good, 'cause
I'm wearing the green one.

Good.

Just go wherever you want,
and you do that, eh? Go.

Is... uh, is this
the... about the cologne?

Uh... 'cause I... I think there
might be some sort of confusion.

Look, I'd do anything, sir.

You know that.

But if you want me to be, uh... you know.

Hey, what's to know? Diaz, you're
a hustler looking for some action.

Yeah, but...

but, like, a gay hustler?

You got a problem with that?

Well... no, it's just...

well, it's just I don't... I
don't think anyone's gonna buy it.

You know...

I'm actually very, very straight.

Learn to bend.

Uh, I bend. Not literally,

but I would if it meant
bringing in the bad guys.

Sorry, Epstein. You're on the "N" case.

The "N" case?

Yeah, you sit in your squad...

on the radio.

You pay attention N-case we need you.

You know, Dov's right.

He's actually much more
believable a... as a gay dude.

Yeah, it... it's true. I shave my chest.

- Hey, McNally.
- Yeah?

Come here.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Settle something. Who's
gonna make a better rentboy...

Epstein or Diaz?

Uh... well, um... I'm not a guy, but...

Simple question, McNally.

Yeah. Chris, definitely.

Settled.

All right, Epstein, you're backup.

Diaz, you're the decoy boy.

Work it.

Those boots are ridiculous.

You know we're supposed to be
low-rent prostitutes, right?

Yeah, well, they're not exactly high-end.

And who's gonna pay to have
sex with you looking like that?

You'd be surprised.

All right. Can you hear me?

Do you remember the signal?

Good. Now we got backup
surrounding you, okay?

Jay, can you hear me?

Okay. Anything goes
wrong, we're here. Got it?

? I was dancing on my knees ?

? looking like a prayer ?

? dancing on my knees ?

Looking good, Diaz.

No kiddin'. Check out his "mameltoe."

Uh, there's a lump in your pants, lady.

Now that's just not nice.

Now look... look at that
stud. That's all man.

Oh, yeah. Boys are gonna go crazy.

It's days like this I love my job.

I hear ya.

This?

Damn, I'd come in for free.

What is he doing?

Four stab wounds, some
obvious defense wounds.

Looks like a
6-to 8-inch blade.

Those always make a mess.

Yes, sir.

Only one weapon,

no other marks or bruising, so we're
probably just looking for one guy.

Um, it says here, " no I.D. No wallet."

So... what? A mugging?

Well, could be. We'll know
more once we I.D. the body.

Looks to be in his early
20s. Student, probably.

Wearing a Kempton University
jacket... engineering department.

Good enough place to start.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I... I think, uh,

maybe it was just the smell in the morgue.

Just formaldehyde, blood.

- It's funny. I don't even smell it anymore.
- Hmm.

You wanna pin these up?

Sure.

Hey, you.

Dispatch, 1505 still standing by,

corner of Gerrard and Pembroke.

Uh, thank you once again, 1505.

Still have your position.
Same as it was two minutes ago.

Just making sure.

Dispatch, this is 1505 again.

I'm witnessing a suspicious-looking male...

Caucasian, approximately 25 years of age.

He appears to be...

picking the lock of a residence.

I'm gonna take a closer look.

10-4.

Oh, sorry.

Disregard. Disregard.

False alarm.

His key was just stuck.

- Looks like he might actually live there.
- Unbelievable.

- Copy, 1505..
- Man, what is with that kid?

Just trying to help.

Tell me we were never that stupid.

We were never that stupid.

- Thank you, brother.
- Let's clear this channel.

For 50 bucks, I'd do just about anything.

- Takedown.
- Come on. Get in the car.

Peck, good work.

- All right, Jay. He's all yours, buddy.
- That sounds pretty good.

Good evening, sir. I'm a police officer.

- You understand me?
- No way.

Any luck?

Uh, gone through the last four yearbooks.

No joy. Maybe he was a part-time student.

No one at the university
recognized his photo?

Unh-unh.

Not a single engineering prof,
and no one in the engineering club.

Time of death is about 11:30.

He was probably taking a shortcut
through the park on his way home.

Let's narrow it down to students with
addresses within a 4-block radius of the park.

Meantime, why don't you
organize these autopsy photos

so we can keep everything straight?

I'm like a chef. I like to clean as I go.

- Sir.
- Mm?

Please, I... I... I'd be
happy to work on the addresses.

Anything... anything that
doesn't involve more photos.

Traci, you're a cop. You're
gonna see dead bodies.

I know. It's... it's just...

Okay.

You know, I've never seen this
as a particularly positive thing,

but apparently men are more visual.

Okay...

Male investigators... we need more
pictures to put it all together.

And what about women?

They tend to focus more on the story.

What does the evidence
say about the victim?

Who was he? What happened?
What doesn't add up?

Neither one's better,

just different.

McNally, you're being eyeballed again.

Black pickup coming from the south.

Third time around for him. Get ready.

Hey. Haven't seen you before.

Yeah, well, I'm new.

Yeah, you're new.

I like dogs.

What?

I like dogs.

Your face. You're not my type.

Get lost.

Are you looking for somethin', honey?

"Honey"?

You're a dog. You don't even know it.

Come here, little doggy.

Daddy'll give you a treat.

You afraid you can't take it?

Get in.

No, I just...

- Got the signal. Jay, move in.
- Get in.

- Yeah, I... not interested. Thanks.
- Not interested?

- Disregard.
- McNally, what's... what's going on?

Bitch!

White male eyeing you. Mid
40s. Blue shirt. Beige slacks.

Look alive, Diaz. He's coming over.

Great. Awesome.

- Is $20 enough?
- Maybe. Maybe not. What do you want?

Somewhere more private, all right?

Back there, maybe.

Diaz, what's going on? Give me the signal.

Well, how about $40?

Or $60? I'll give you whatever you
want, just not out here in the open.

What are you looking for?

- Specifically.
- My son.

Look, he's only 17. I just...

I can't go home until I find him.

Okay.

Yeah, all right.

Wha...

Not good.

If he didn't communicate a price,

- then why the hell did you signal?
- It was just a mistake.

The guy freaked me out.
I... it just threw me off.

What?

You're expecting Prince Charming?

It won't happen again.

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

Yeah?

She hasn't made a bust yet, Sam.

She'll be fine.

Did you contact the police?

Well, sure.

And if he was 8 or 9, maybe
it'd make a difference,

but Josh is 17. He's not a
big priority for the cops.

U... uh, how do you know he was here?

One of our neighbors thought he
saw him downtown a few days ago.

He's got no money.

I just... I figured, 'cause...

well, he's like you.

What do you mean, like me?

You know...

queer.

You got a picture or somethin'?

Yeah. Uh...

We had a fight.

He told me he was gay,

and I hit him.

I thought he was gonna hit me
back. But he didn't. He just...

he just left.

God, I'm...

so sorry.

You can tell him when you see him.

I'll keep my eyes open, all right?

Thank you.

Thanks.

Hey, my car. Some chick's stealing my car.

Yes.

Dispatch, this is 1505 again.
I got someone stealing a car.

In pursuit of the vehicle.
Driver refuses to pull over.

Marker is Alpha, yankee,
yankee, lima, 8, 0, 5.

Looks like...

No, wait. Car has stopped.

No... okay, it's not stopped. It's going.

Um...

Suspect is not stopping.

Continuing to pursue.

Pursuing on foot.

Ma'am, pull over!

O... out of the c...

uh, suspect is traveling
Southbound on Pembroke.

Ma'am! Stop the car right
now. Hey! That is it.

Stop the car right now!
Stop the car right now.

Roll down the window.

1505, please report.

Sadie!

Epstein, are you 10-4?

I got it. I got it.

Hey, looking for a date?

Careful, McNally. Don't overdo it.

- Just let it happen.
- You a cop?

Yeah. I'm a cop. You figured me out.

Reach in. Grab my crotch.

Teeth out of a magazine.

No track marks.

I think you're a cop.

Well, you think wrong.

If you're not a cop, get in the car.

Andy, just give me the signal.

I, uh, I can't.

I knew it.

- You're a cop, huh? Cop! She's a cop!
- No. N... n... n... no, I'm not...

What?

I'm not.

He told me to grab his crotch.
What was I supposed to say?

You wing it. You say, uh, "
we're not giving out freebies."

- We went over this.
- Okay, well, it's early, so I'll just make it up.

No, it's pointless.

Why?

Because you practically
announced that you were a cop

to every car that came near you.

You know, we should do a unit move.

There's still a lot of
action happening at parkdale.

Maybe we could get the
girls over there to beat it,

but that's a serious pain in the ass.

Well, I'll move.

Not you. You're done.

Epstein, I need you to take
McNally back with you to the barn.

Roger that, sir.

What? Oh, come on. I
know what to expect now.

Just give me another chance.

It's not up to me. That was
Boyko. He wants to see you now.

What can I say, McNally?

I'm sorry.

Maybe if you had my back earlier...

I had a senior guy ask
me an honest question.

- I gave him an honest answer.
- Hey, hey!

You know what, guys? I wasn't hooking

and, uh, that guy lent me his car.

You knew I wanted a chance out there.

Working U.C. could have been my niche.

Diaz didn't even want to do it.

- How am I supposed to...
- O... okay.

You know what? I was hooking. That's true.

But I didn't steal anything!
I didn't steal anything.

- He lent it to me.
- I certainly would've
been better at it than you.

- Pfft.
- Man, Boyko is gonna flip.

Yeah, it's really easy
to stay out of trouble

when you're sitting
in a car doing nothing.

Okay. I'm sorry. I did
steal it. I did steal it,

but you know what? He deserved it.

Please, please. Okay?

I got things to offer, you know.

Okay? I... I know guys that
are holding drugs and weapons.

Okay? I g... I got great tips.
You know, I can make a deal.

Oh, thank you, Sadie, but
unlike my colleague here,

- I'm doing just fine without anybody's tips.
- Pfft.

- You Epstein?
- Yes.

Boyko wants to see you
in his office... now.

No, I get it. Every rookie
screws up now and then,

makes mistakes, but this...

McNally, your training officer
told me you were ready for this.

I guess I should have him in here instead?

No, no. I screwed up.

Well, you weren't the only one.

Isn't that right, officer?

Sir?

When you were yakking
nonstop over the air,

dispatch was trying to
send cars out to a 9-1-1

for a multi-vehicle accident.

You guys were assigned
to 15 because we were told

you're the best rookies in the city,

but, you know, right now
I am just not seeing that.

I mean, are you?

- No, sir.
- No, sir.

Probation doesn't just
mean " don't screw up."

It also means "surprise me."

Impress me.

Show a little initiative.

Just go.

Those boots are really something.

Yeah, well, they look
better than they feel.

Thought you were working
the street tonight?

I was, but a John called
me out, and I froze.

I burned a whole corner.

Boyko is seriously disappointed.

No.

God, I am, like, the
worst liar in the world.

I just... I d... don't know how to do it.

You ever heard the saying,
"show me a man's flaw,

and I will show you the
kernel of his brilliance"?

So my brilliance is
that I'm a terrible liar?

Andy, you can't think of it that way.

All right, you're not
a bad liar. You're an...

Idiot?

Honest person.

You have an open face, straight up.

You know how to listen. Just reframe it.

Use all that stuff to
your advantage. Don't...

don't think of it as a
weakness. Play to your strengths.

Here. I've already had too many.

Who are you?

You perfect or something, huh?

Is that your flaw?

More important question...

How you gonna make it up to Boyko?

Hey, you process her yet?

Just getting started. Why?

Come here.

Okay, we screwed up tonight, right?

Where does that leave us?
I mean, what've we even got?

Uh, we've got Boyko on our
ass, you've got sore feet...

and we've got a girl who stole
a car in the lamest possible way.

Or we have an informant who
claims to have a decent tip.

Look, Boyko wants us to show initiative.

Maybe we deal her out for a bigger tip.

Sadie.

Earlier you mentioned
you might have a good tip.

How good we talking?

So this guy has illegal guns? How many?

She says she's seen at
least five, maybe ten,

and he told her they were unregistered.

Okay. That could be
considered trafficking.

Look, if it pans out, I'd say, yeah,

it's worth making the deal.

Oh, great. Can you hold?

Uh, who's your witness? She reliable?

Uh... I don't... I don't...

Guys, you need a reliable source

if you're gonna get a warrant.

What if she's got proof?

Witness has got proof, you're good to go.

Yeah, go for Jerry.

Uh-huh.

Sorry.

Good-bye.

No, n... not you.

Yeah, this is gonna be great, right?

Yeah, are you kidding me?
If Sadie's tip pans out,

we dig ourselves right out of this hole.

Okay. And if it doesn't?

Well, she goes right back to booking.

No harm, no foul.

Okay, I don't want to do
anything stupid tonight.

- I've done enough damage.
- It's not stupid. It's taking initiative.

Besides, Boyko said it.

We don't prove we deserve to
be here, we're not gonna be.

Yeah, you're right. Simple, all right?

- We check it out. No big deal.
- Serve, protect...

- Save our own asses.
- Let's do it to it.

I'm telling you, that guy's
got at least five guns in there,

- maybe more. I've seen them.
- Yeah, well, we can't go in there,

not without grounds.

Look, I thought we were gonna
be able to get a little closer.

- You know, maybe see in.
- Okay, well, I'm saying they're in there.

- What else do you need?
- Uh, proof. Maybe that
way we could get a warrant.

Come on, Sadie. You're not
the most reliable source.

What if they moved the
guns? What if they're gone?

Okay.

Okay, you want me to go in and make sure?

- No.
- 'Cause I... I can. I'll be in and out in five minutes.

No way. It's too risky.

Look, come on. I know this guy.

I mean, every Saturday's
a party night with him.

Right now he's gonna be
with one of the new girls

in some cheap-ass room at a motor lodge.

- You know, he's not gonna be back till morning.
- Sadie.

Look, I just got off probation, okay?

If I go back to jail again, it's over.

Please.

You guys need this.

I need this.

We need proof the guns are
in there, like a picture.

- You have a cell phone?
- I got a pager.

They still make those?

Fine. Take this.

In and out in five minutes.

All right, no sweat. Thank you, guys.

I'll be back in five. Okay.

My stomach is churning.

That's called "the thrill of the job."

What about the newspapers
under his clothes?

What about 'em?

Well, if he had them
stuffed under his clothes,

they must have been important to him.

Under his clothes, I don't
think he was reading the paper.

Insulation.

He was using them to keep warm.

I already contacted the university

to see if any of the engineering students

were having financial difficulties.

Poor kid was probably homeless.

He wasn't homeless long.

He was wearing $200 jeans.
He had brand-new shoes.

The only thing old that he
was wearing was his jacket.

How do you know his jacket's old?

Creases in the arms, a few moth holes,

and it was big.

If it was new, you'd think
it would at least fit him.

Could be his dad's or his brother's.

Well, he's probably not even a student.

We're barking up the wrong tree.

That would explain why nobody at
the university recognized his photo,

'cause he's not even a student.

She's been in there way too long.

Maybe she can't find the guns.

Or maybe there are no guns.

Maybe she just bailed and
walked out the back door

and is stealing another car.

Let's hope she did bail.

- What if she's still in there?
- I don't know.

- I'm going in.
- No, no! On what cause?

I don't know. I'll make up a
noise complaint or something.

Ugh. That's not really gonna fly, okay?

Who's gonna make a noise
complaint right now?

There's nobody else within
a mile of this place.

Okay, I'll go in.

- No way.
- Yeah. I'm not even in uniform, okay?

I'm just gonna go in there.
I'll take a look around.

It's no big deal. I'll
just... I'll wing it.

Ow.

Wing it?

Hey, sorry to bother you guys.

Um, crappy car, okay?

Super crappy, and it's
sputtering all the time,

backfires, and it actually stalls
every time I try to pick up speed.

Anyway, the point is... is
that it's stalled out there,

and I kind of have no idea what to do.

Probably the fuel
filter or maybe the pump.

No, no. If it was the pump,
it wouldn't start at all.

Oh. Okay, so then it's
probably the filter.

Yeah, I guess.

Great. Um, can I get one?

Sorry, lady. The place is closed.

Oh, come on. Guys, I...

I'm... I'm a little desperate here, okay?

Do you think that maybe I
could at least use the phone?

It's just that my car is practically
in the middle of the road,

and I don't want the cops taking it.

I guess I could sit on the steps

until, you know, I get a tow truck.

Pete, just grab her a filter.
I'll meet you around back.

Really? Thank you so much.
I really... you're awesome.

- Wait here. I'll be right back. One minute.
- Okay.

Trevor McKenzie.

Uh, business number

Please, folks, I... I
didn't do anything, okay?

I didn't even touch him.

No, but you did offer 10
bucks for me to touch you.

- 10 bucks?
- Mm.

Really sold yourself short there, Diaz.

Have a little pride.

You seen this kid?

- No.
- Hmm? Anyone?

Okay. Well, if any one of
you came across him tonight,

you'd be doing yourself a real favor

if you could tell me what you know.

Sadie! What are you doing?

I told you to wait back there.

What's she doing here?

You...

I know you.

Yeah, you're that whore that blew me off.

Her car broke down.

- Yeah. Um, I was just driving home, and...
- You let her in?

You better start unloading,
you want to get it done.

You know,

we're just... we're gonna leave.

Mm-hmm. So...

you know the snake.

Dean, we're just working together.

I went looking for my snake. No snake.

Tried to get me a dog.

Well, the dog took off.

I come back here, mm,

all by myself, sad and lonely.

Knock, knock, knock.
Guess who's at my door?

Yeah. We were really
looking for car parts.

No. Don't lie.

Looks like my Saturday
night just turned around.

There you go, honey.

Get undressed.

I don't give away freebies.

Free? Just gave you a beer.

Yeah. Take a hell of a lot more
than that. I can tell you that much.

Ah.

You're like the snake.

Need to get flattened first?

Okay.

What does that mean?

It means you want the hard stuff.

Sadie, what happened?

- Get me out of here now!
- What happened?

I don't know. He was here.
I couldn't find the guns.

I didn't know what to do. What am I
supposed to do? The guy's a psycho!

All right, fine, whatever.
Just give me the phone.

- Tell him you're a cop.
- Yeah, I can't tell him I'm a cop.

- I don't have my gun on me.
- Tell him you're a... oh, God!

- I'm calling Dov.
- Hey! Stop! Gimme that.

Gimme that.

Hey, this is Andy. Leave a message.

Get on all fours.

I said get on your hands and knees.

I'm gonna poke holes in both of you.

- Dean, you don't get who she is.
- Sadie, stop.

Dean...

Spit it out, snake.

- She...
- Okay, just... look, the truth is...

I'm not... I'm not really a hooker, okay?

I was just trying something new tonight,

and it turns out I'm really bad at it.

That's... that's it.

- She's a... she's a...
- Sadie. Sadie.

Speak.

Speak. Speak.

Dean, she's a cop.

Ohh.

And I'm sorry.

Look at me! What are you thinking?!

You stupid bitch!

- Bringing a cop in here?
- Just leave her alone.

That why you wouldn't
get in my car tonight?

- What are you looking for?
- I just came back for Sadie.

- You watching me? That it?
- No.

- Turn around.
- Just let us go right now.

Turn around!

Snake, get over there. Turn around.

Listen, Sadie's just scared, okay?

She doesn't know what she's talking about,

'cause if I was really a cop, I would
have a badge and a gun, and I don't...

- I don't have either.
- Unless... you wearing a wire?

- No. Please don't.
- Huh?

Yeah. No wire.

Hey!

Anyone else in here?

No. There's nobody. I swear.

- There's nobody else but us,
okay? There's nobody else.
- Good.

Okay. Okay.

Police, don't move! Hands up now!

In the air where I can see 'em!

You ought to think about this,
okay? You don't want to do this.

- What? Shoot a couple of whores?
- She's not a whore. She's a cop.

Really?

'Cause I don't see a
uniform. No badge. No gun.

All I see is a piece of strange
trespassing on my property.

I got no option but to shoot.

Okay, whatever you do to
me, just let Sadie go first.

It's a shame about you, honey.

Ohh!

Dispatch, 1505. Shots fired.

Please send backup. 1745 Eastern.

Don't move!

Put the gun down.

Now!

Get off me.

Face the car.

Hands on the hood.

What kind of cops are you?!

You should have never let me in here!

- Waiting for Swarek?
- Yeah.

Matthew, do you want to look
after, uh, Sadie, please?

Thank you.

Sir.

Congratulations, Epstein.

Those guys you cuffed
upstairs, quick guesstimate,

I'd say they were unloading at
least, uh, 40 unregistered weapons.

Someone's making the news.

Let's just hope they leave out the part

where, uh, 2 rookies from 15

put a civilian's life in
danger to make the bust.

- Sir, we thought it was...
- Sadie said it was safe.

Yeah, of course she said it was safe.

The girl would have said
anything not to go back to jail.

The thing is, it's your job...

to know why people are
saying what they're saying.

You want to be a cop,

learn to read the signs.

The two of you put a desperate
woman's life in danger

to make yourselves look good,

and you nearly got yourself
killed in the process.

Nice work.

Hey, guys.

- These two did good, sir.
- So I hear.

Between the two of you,
almost two dozen arrests.

Thank you. It was a really
rewarding experience.

Oh, come on. Was it really that painful?

You smell good.

We thought there might have
been five or six illegal weapons,

but as soon as I stepped
into that building,

I could smell there were more.

I mean, I was operating on
instinct... pure, raw instinct.

It was...

yeah, okay, mom. Um, I gotta go.

I'm sorry I woke you.

I love you, too. Bye.

Long night, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Turned out all right.

I don't get it.

Really, I don't, Epstein.

You're, um, a smart guy, right?

You're, uh, probably could
have gone to law school

or be working finance.

But, uh, you're just playing the angles.

You're playing the funny guy.

Why are you here?

This is all I've ever wanted to do.

Okay.

So then why don't you quit
playing this like it's a game,

like it's something that you can win?

Okay, 'cause you... you
are smart, and you're fast.

And... and you think outside the box,

and those are all really good things.

So maybe you just...

Slow it down a bit, and, uh,

and you... and... and
you be that for a while.

Night.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, hey.

Oh, man. My bed is gonna feel so good.

Oh, yeah. It was a long night.

No kidding.

- Well, uh, well, have a good sleep.
- You, too.

Huh.

Darren.

Hey.

Need a ride?

No, thanks. Actually, I'm just gonna walk.

Sorry about tonight.

You'll get better.

Ha. Sure, I will.

Look, it's my job, all right?

Something happens to you, it's on me.

It's okay, sir. I completely get it.

All right. I don't want
anything to happen to you.

? maybe we'll come back someday ?

? to see how we've grown ?

You want to buy the house now, don't you?

Maybe. It's got great windows.

Lots of light, lots of room.

The bloodstain on the floor
can be part of a mosaic.

Hey, I thought we were trying
to play to its strengths.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you. I hear
you had a long night.

Yeah.

And I guess you don't need another coffee.

Yes, I do. This one's cold. Thank you.

Mmm. Lots of milk, no sugar, extra hot.

You really are perfect.

No, I'm really not.

Mm. I just love that you remember.