Rookie Blue (2010–2015): Season 2, Episode 1 - Butterflies - full transcript

Rookie Blue 02x01
Butterflies
Original Air Date June 23, 2011

♪
♪
♪

(Siren wails)

(Hall & Oates'
"You Make My Dreams" playing)

♪ what I want you've got ♪

♪ and it might be hard
to handle ♪

♪ like the flame that burns the
candle ♪ nothin' but net.

♪ the candle feels the flame ♪
(hums along)

♪ what I've got is full stock ♪

(Luke) Andy, have you seen
my new blue tie?

Yeah, second cabinet,
uh, top left drawer.



Great.

(humming)

Uh, briefcase? Anywhere?

Front door!

♪ oh, oh, you make
my dreams come true ♪

♪ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ ooh, ooh,
well, well, well, you ♪

♪ oh, yeah ♪

♪ you make my dreams come true ♪

♪ mm-hmm, mm-hmm ♪
♪ ooh, ooh,
you, you, oh, yeah ♪

Okay, I know I had
a few drinks last night,

But I could've sworn when I came home,
this place was full of boxes.

I know. I unpacked
this morning. Want a tour?

No, that's okay.



It'll just be like
a scavenger hunt every morning.

- It'll be great.
- What's wrong?

I'm just scattered.
I got court this morning.

What, you got butterflies,
detective?

Yeah, a little, before
I testify. It's no big deal.

Mm-hmm.
Well, you look great.

(chuckles)
(chuckles)

- Yeah, so do you.
- You know what?

- What?
- I'm happy.

I know. Me, too.

♪ ooh, ooh, you ♪

♪ well, well, well, you ♪

♪ ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ you make my dreams
come true ♪

♪ you, you, you ♪

♪ oh, yeah ♪

(razor buzzing)

Ooh, I'm really hoping those
aren't Dov's hands. (Giggles)

(chuckles)
You know what I'm hoping?

Yeah, I keep telling you, your voice
will drop once puberty hits.

Thanks, hon.

Actually, I was hoping to use
my bathroom, in my apartment,

because, you know,
I pay rent here.

Sorry. Sorry, bro.
(Horn blares in distance)

Six weeks off the job. It feels
great to be back in action.

(Lowered voice) so how long
is Gail gonna be here, man?

'cause I didn't sign up
for another roommate.

What are you talking about?
She's not a roommate.

Sweetie, don't put your brush
in my drawer. Your hair

- gets in my moisturizer, and it's nasty.
- Sorry, babe.

W-what?

Nothing. Nothing. I'm just gonna
go take a pee... In your room.

(horn honks, engine starts)

What's that?

A little housewarming
card for your new place.

- Apparently, that's you and luke.
- Aw!

- Leo is in his purple phase.
- Very cute. Thank you.

- So how's the move going? You settled?
- Uh... yeah.

It's great. I actually have
everything unpacked.

- What?
- Yeah.

You, the girl
who took six months

- To hang pictures in her last place?
- I know. It's... it's different now.

It's like... It's like I know
where everything belongs.

It's very good.

Is that... Boyd?

- Yeah.
- What is he doing here?

Trying to get Swarek back
into guns and gangs,

some kinda task force.

(telephone rings)

McNally, Nash.

- Sir.
- Uh... I need you over at supernova.

There's a concert
going on there.

1,000 wristbands went out,
and they only got room for 800.

You're in charge, McNally.
Take the other rookies.

Great. Who's playin'?

Just another day at the office.
(chuckles)

(Man) ♪ yeah ♪
I said, get down!

Oh, I was looking for my friends.

Yeah, you were standing
on top of my cruiser.

I wasn't standing. I was dancing.
(Handcuffs clicking)

What are you on, genius?

Um, natural high.
(Handcuffs clicking)

Pfft. Natural high, my ass.
Let's go. Let's go!

(Crowd cheering)

(Man) Thank you.

(Trara) - Okay, okay.
(Man) - Thank you.

That's enough.
(Speaks indistinctly)

Hey, Andy, what do you want me to do
with the rest of the stragglers?

Uh, if they have wristbands,
get 'em in line.

- If not, uh, put 'em on the sidewalk.
- Okay.

Hey, so, uh, I was just wondering...

and it's totally cool with me
either way...

But, uh, how long do you think
you'll be staying,

you know, at the place?

- Stop shoving. Play nice.
- Oh, you were wondering?

Come on, people. If you're
hiding any alcohol or drugs,

now's your chance to dump it.

Have your pockets and purses
ready to be searched.

- Better be water in that bottle.
- Officer Epstein.

- Come on, people. Patience is a virtue.
- Dov? Dov Epstein?

Mark? Mark Johnson.
How are you?

Great, man. I... wow.
Not in a million years.

- Dov.
- I haven't seen you since, uh...

- Your brother's birthday.
- Yeah.

- The big 2-5. Barbecue caught on fire,
- Where the... barbecue caught on fire.

Yeah, man.

- So how's he doing? How is Adam?
- Great. He's great. Uh...

Actually, I-I don't know
why I just said that.

He died about four years ago,
so yeah...

Uh, anyway, great to see you,
Mark. Okay.

Yeah.

Let's go, people.
Wait now, tweet later.

All right, they're letting
them in ten at a time.

We just need to keep the rest of 'em calm.
(siren whoops)

This is what happens
when you put the word "free"

- in front of the word "concert".
- See, I love it. That's free music.

- That's culture to the masses.
- Whoa!

(Tires screech)
(Man) Hey!

Do not get any of your culture
on my car, buddy.

(Men) - Aw!
- That's right. Take it over there.

What are you practicing your "Bad Cop"
routine for guns and gangs?

I haven't decided yet.

- What's holding you back?
- You.

Love working with you,
McNally

can't imagine my life
without you in it.

Hey, you get to wear all
that hair gel again.

- (Dov) We've got a problem at the door.
- I'm on it.

See you later.

(Indistinct conversations,
rock music playing)

- What's up?
- 50 more... that's it.

Then the doors are
shutting for good.

- Great. The crowd's gonna go nuts.
- Let's hope. Maybe the riot squad

will let me shoot someone
with a water cannon.

What's wrong with you?

I haven't driven over 60 on this
job. I need a little action.

Fine. Then go take the back of the line.
They're definitely not getting in.

(Crowd shouting indistinctly)

All right, you guys, cool it.

Any pushing or shoving,
and you're going home.

Sorry to bother you, officer,
but security told me

that the line was over here,
and I was waiting over there,

and I didn't want to leave, just
in case... I feel ridiculous.

My only job was to stand in line
and watch my friend's place,

and now I'm not even
in that line.

Look, I'm watching my roommate's spot.
We have wristbands.

W-where's your friend?

- She's just around the corner.
- There's nothing I can do.

I mean, we're closing it off.

Look, she went to go get
hot chocolate for me at Artie's.

I got confused. The guy said
that it was to the right, and...

- You always do what people tell you to do?
- Pretty much.

Yeah, me, too.
Well, used to, anyway.

Artie's is really good, by
the way. It takes forever, but...

- You can't hurry love.
- That's true. (Chuckles)

All right, I'll make sure
I get you guys in.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Seriously, my roommate has been
dying to see this show.

Yeah, no problem.

Hey, boss.

I'm gonna keep things moving,
if, uh, that's okay with you.

Okay.

Boyfriend?

No. He's my tr...
well, was my training officer.

He's cute. I had
a lab partner like that.

- Acts all tough, but...
- Oh, yeah?

(Gunshot)

(Crowd screaming)

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

(Crowd shouting)

(Screaming)

Lie back! Lie back!

(Gasping)

(Continues gasping)

(Shouts inaudibly)

1309. Shots fired.

Supernova,
Queens Quay and Richardson.

Two people shot. Officer down.

Rush an ambulance right away.
Repeat... officer down.

It's okay. It's all right.

Just let the air out.
(Gasps)

Mcnally, you're gonna be fine,
okay? You gotta stay down.

Don't try to get up. All right?
Looks like the bullet

just got stuck in your vest.
Just stay put.

Just try to breathe, okay?
Andy. Andy, you're fine.

You just got winded.
The bullet's stuck in your vest.

Okay? I'll be back.
I gotta be the boss right now.

(Groans)

(Panting)
(Siren whoops)

Oh.

Nash, Diaz, get that thing.
Move it over there.

- Get it out of the way.
(Oliver) - Right here. Right here.

(Sam) Gunshot wound, the back of the
head... the red jacket.

Back of the head. That's all
that I can see. I got pressure on it.

I'm right here.
(Panting)

No, no, no, no, no, McNally.
McNally, sit back.

Sit back, relax.
It's okay, okay?

I need you to stay put
for a second

- we gotta get you checked out.
- I'm good. I'm fine.

I know you are. I know you are.
But that blood, that bullet...

You're evidence, okay?
Just breathe. Ohh.

Hey, Epstein, you're gonna
stay with the girl.

Diaz, round up those people.
Get 'em over there.

Don't let anybody go, all right?
Get 'em all over there. (Siren whooping)

(Chris) Okay, everybody,
I need all of you to step back.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- What happened?!
- Uh, j... you can't go.

- Calm down. Just calm down.
- Kate! (Panting)

Calm down. Calm down.

Just calm down.
Oh, my god!

(Oliver) all right, Epstein, you're gonna
stay with her until further notice.

Okay? Write everything down...
time of arrival,

time that she goes into surgery,
all of her doctors' names,

time that she's declared...
if she's declared.

Okay? Stay on your phone.
I'm gonna go find her family.

Wait. What's her name?
(Police radio chatter)

Kate.
I think her name is Kate.

(Sirens wailing)

(Woman) I need you
to bag her for me. C.T.A.S. One.

I have a 22-year-old female
with a G.S.W. to the head.

G.C.S. Is a 3.
E.T.A. 5 minutes.

- What's happening?
- Anyone notifying her next of kin?

- Oliver's working on it.
- Good.

(horn blares)

Shots came from over there.

We got 3 casings from a .380
1 of them got trampled.

No sign of the weapon.

Peck and diaz are rounding
up witnesses.

The victim's roommate
is heading to the station.

Who's helping from homicide?

Oh, we're tryingto reach Callahan,
but he's in court all day.

He's got his phone off.
Not that this is a homicide.

- Looks like it's gonna be.
- Oh, and we are going to treat it as such.

Detective, thanks for coming.

Heard most of it on the
radio on my way over.

I'm glad to help. Got me
out of a sewer. Mm.

Detective Jo Rosati.
She was trained at homicide.

- She works out at 27.
- Sam Swarek.

- Hey. Oliver shaw. How are you?

Where's the rookie...
the one who got hit?

- Andy McNally. She's right over there.
- Okay, then. Uh, I'm gonna start with her.

You guys look like you have
the rest of this under control.

(Frank) - You did good, McNally.
- Frank.

Jo, good to see you. McNally,
this is, uh, Detective Rosati.

- She's gonna ask you a few questions.
- That hurt? You okay?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm fine.

Yeah, I bet.

(police radio chatter continues)

First of all, we're gonna
need your vest, okay?

- Okay.
- Walter, right?

It's okay.

Just relax. Relax.

(Tools clatter)

(Velcro ripping)

(Velcro ripping)

Okay. Let's have a look.
Sorry?

I'm serious. You're gonna
have to go to the hospital.

Let's see how soon.

- I'm fine, really.
- How many times have you said that today?

- A hundred.
- Well, you're probably gonna

have to say it about
a hundred more,

but good on ya.

McNally, right?

- Yeah.
- You wanna tell me what happened?

Uh...

Yeah, I, uh...

It's no rush, okay?
No big deal.

I got shot once.

Vest, right up here.

Puked for three days.
Didn't go to work for a month.

(Chuckles) I was...
I was the painkiller queen.

I could tell you every
soap opera plot for 33 days.

She was really nice.

That girl was... Very sweet.

Anyway, I-I let her in,

And, uh, I shouldn't have.

I-I could've made her go home,
but I-I let her in.

Sure. She was nice.
Of course you let her in.

(sighs) so... so I did,
and, um,

We were just talking.

She was behind me.

We were talking about,
um, hot... hot chocolate,

And...

And then there was the sh...

She... she got shot.
Oh, my God.

You're doing great.

- Okay?
- Oh.

(indistinct conversations)

Hey, how you feeling?

I'm fine.
Sam, that was really scary,

And that hurt so bad.
I'm all right. I'm all right.

It's just that I've already got
this bruise that's forming, and...

What?

Sam.

You gotta be kidding me.
You gotta get behind that truck.

- Police. Get your hands up. Hands up.
- All right. Allright.

- You got any weapons on you?
- No.

Turn around. Get down on
the ground. Down on the ground.

(Clank)

If you got a gun on you,
so help me God.

Give me that.

(Handcuffs click)

This is Swarek.
I got a male party

in possession of a .380. I'm in a lot
behind the communications truck.

(Police radio chatter)

(Siren wails)

(Siren whoops)

(Man) Please. I'm telling you
the truth.

It's not mine.
Someone must've left it there.

You should be looking for
them right now. (Brakes squeal)

I was just minding my own
business, going for a walk,

And I found it, okay?
Look, how many times

do I have to tell you? It was there
on the sidewalk. I-I-I picked it up!

That's probably enough times.
So you can shut up now.

(Man) I was gonna turn it in
to you guys. I swear.

- Is that him?
- Oscar Benson... 17,

resides at 422 Beckett.

Good. Let's get started.

Ident's on the way over
to check for G.S.R.,

- so don't let him wash his hands.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the hell is G.S.R.?
'Cause whatever it is,

- I don't have it.
- Oscar, it's okay. It's okay.

This is just standard procedure. We're
gonna have you out in no time, all right?

But, uh, let's get you
a place to sit and, um,

I'll find you, uh, something to drink
once we get in there. (Door buzzes)

(Traci) Right this way.

She just bought you guys about 20 minutes...
(door buzzers)

- Before that kid starts thinking lawyer.
- She's good.

Yeah, she is.

(Police radio chatter)

The hospital is
five minutes from here.

Yeah, it's a very...
it's a very quick trip.

You know that talk
you were gonna give me?

W-what talk?

My first day.

You said that we were
gonna go and get a coffee,

and you were gonna
give me the talk.

That's, uh,
that's a aong time ago.

Not really.

Okay.

Um... (clears throat)
I'm Oliver.

Oliver Shaw.
I'll be your training officer,

uh, until further notice.

You don't touch anything
in the car

until, uh, I tell you to.

You don't write anything down
in your memo book

until I tell you to. You don't
talk to oth-other people.

You look at me first. You do
as I say, not as, um, I do.

I know you probably think right now
I'm... I'm being a bit of a hard-ass,

but if it gets stressed out
there, I will be, because my...

My job is to keep you safe.

This crest,
uh, on my shoulder...

This represents, you, McNally,
and we're...

we're both going home today.

(Police radio chatter continues)

(Voice breaks)
That's a really good talk.

(Water running)

(Door opens)

Andy? Andy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- It's okay. It's not mine.
- Where'd it get you?

It's just my ribs.
It's fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Ow. Ow, ow, ow.
- Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

No, it's okay. It's okay.
Relax, okay? It's just sore.

(door opens)

McNally.
(Chuckles) S-sorry.

Uh, the roommate wants...

(door opens)

- Detective Callaghan.
- Jo, what are you doing here?

I'm just in to help.

The roommate wants to talk to
you. She's in the D's office.

- If you're up for it.
- Mm-hmm.

(Clears throat) I hear we got the shooter.

Yeah, looks like. We found
a kid with a gun.

- We're just about to talk to him.
- You don't have to do this.

Just give 'em your statement.
I'll drive you home.

Yeah, you know what?
I understand that.

I'm fine, okay?

I want to be here.
I need to be here.

Yeah.

We'd been in line for, like,
an hour. I mean, she was cold.

She's always freezing. So I went
to get us some hot chocolate.

And I shouldn't have gone.
I shouldn't have waited for it.

- I should've just come right back.
- Miranda, I get what you're saying,

- but it wouldn't have changed anything.
- She didn't even want to come today.

Kate barely even listens to music.
I mean, she listens to classical.

- But she says it helps her study.
- Everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're just talking
about Kate.

Okay.

(Door closes) Oscar Benson... no
priors, but his brother's in a gang.

- Doesn't mean he is.
- Doesn't mean he isn't.

- Think it's an initiation?
- Yeah, targeting a cop...

in certain circles, that might
buy you some credibility.

- Okay, Luke, we got it.
- What, are you serious?

Yeah, I called her. You were
in court. I needed backup.

Yeah, but I'm here now,
and this guy shot a cop.

A cop who happens
to be your girlfriend.

I mean, unless she's not,
and you just like to make out

With every cute officer
who takes a bullet.

Uh, I-it's a conflict. Okay,
you do live with her.

- Wow. Congratulations.
- Jerry, this is what I do, all right?

- So I'm doing something.
- All right, your name goes on nothing,

- and you have to stay away from this guy.
- Fine.

I'm gonna take first crack.
Uh, all right with you?

I'm not really up for
playing good cop.

You guys used to
partner together, right?

Yeah.

- She ever play good cop?
- No.

Right.

(Door beeps, buzzes)

So the girl you shot's
in critical condition.

And guess what else.

- You also shot a police officer, Oscar.
- I didn't shoot anyone.

Can you just tell me
who you were aiming for,

- or should I ask your brother?
- My brother has nothing to do with it.

- So you did it all by yourself?
- That's not what I meant.

I seriously doubt that you were
aiming for Kate Novatski,

but I guess that's the problem
with shooting into a crowd.

I saw a gun on the sidewalk.

- I picked it up.
- Why didn't you come forward?

I wanted to sell it. I could get 500
bucks for that thing.

- You found it?
- Yeah, that's right.

(Siren wails)

They took her into surgery at 14:43.
(Siren whoops)

Doesn't look good.
What else can I do?

I'll call you back.
(Beep)

(Elevator bell dings)
Ms. Novatski.

- Where's Katie? Is she okay?
- She's in surgery right now.

- I'll take you there.
- You were with her?

- I was in the ambulance.
- Was she awake? Responsive?

- How much blood did she lose?
- Ma'am, a doctor will give you all that...

Okay, look, please.
I'm a nurse at Oakville General.

I know how these things work.

They're gonna shove me
into a waiting room,

And they're not gonna tell me anything
until she's out of surgery, so...

I need to know something.
(Elevator bell dings)

She was outside
at a concert hall.

There were shots fired.

- She got hit.
- Where?

Where was she hit?

It's a head injury.

(Crying)

Was there any brain activity?
(Panting)

- Ms. Novatski,
- Oh!

you need to talk
to a doctor.

(Sobbing)

Katie... she wanted to be a...

An organ donor.

It was really important to her.

And she's young,
and she's, uh...

She's healthy,
so with a head wound,

She's a very good candidate
to be a donor.

So you need to help me.

Okay.

(Helicopter whirring)

(Chris) Somebody
must've seen something.

we just gotta jog their brains a bit.
(Belches)

(Gail) - Charming.
- Don't judge me.

- Too late.
- All right, everyone take a seat,

over there.

All right, since none of you ran
when the shots were fired,

and we didn't find
any weapons on you,

right now you're not suspects.

But nobody is going home until
we know everything you know.

Yeah, every little detail,
and we really don't care

- if it takes all night.
- I'll stay up all night with you.

You'll stay up all night washing the
pepper spray out of your eyes

- if don't let go of me right now.
- Ooh. (Chuckles)

(Chris) All right, who wants to go first?

How about who's had less
than six drinks today?

Lightweight, you're up.

I got something, but I don't think
you're gonna like it.

Try me.

2:33 P.M.... The exact time
the gunshots were fired...

- Oscar Benson was on his phone.
- With his gangbanging brother?

No, with his God-fearing mother.
They were on from 2:26 to 2:37 P.M.

11 minutes on the phone
with his mother.

That'd be a record for me.
I'd definitely shoot somebody.

- I told you you weren't gonna like it.
- I like anything that gets us answers.

So maybe he did find the gun.

At least we still got the weapon.
Yeah. That was ballistics.

The gun was jammed, but the
bullet we got out of Andy's vest

is a match to Oscar's gun.

The gun jammed?

Yeah, that means shot number four never
made it out of the barrel. It's over.

It's over. I just got back
from the hospital.

Kate Novatski's not gonna make it.

I need a minute of your time.

Kate Novatski was pre-med.

She wrote her college admissions
essay on organ donation.

Donor card's complete. It's
the only thing her mother wants.

We gotta find a way.

Dov, as soon as they take
her off the respirator,

It becomes a homicide.

Chain of evidence,
forensics, autopsy...

- We need the body intact.
- She got shot in the head.

We know what happened.

What do her lungs have to do with it? What
the hell does her heart have to do with it?

D-Dov. I get it. You were there
with the mother.

It's terrible.

Yeah, it's terrible, but it
doesn't have to be meaningless,

'cause right now that's all
it's ever gonna be.

But for this woman,
for this family,

We have a chance to do something
that'll actually help 'em

- get through this, so come on, please.
(Jo clears throat) - Fine.

So we get a signed confession
today, before they take her

off the respirator,
before they do the autopsy.

I'll make a case to the coroner,
and we take it from there.

- No, seriously, let's work it out.
- Signed confession today, huh?

Yeah. It's always good
to have a goal.

(Indistinct conversations)

(Man) - Get out of here.
(Woman) - What time is it?

(Andy) Roommate literally laughed
When I asked if Kate was

involved in anything illicit.

Um... she's an "A" student,
full scholarship.

No... no boyfriend, no enemies.

McNally, you gotta
go home, okay?

No, I don't need to go home,
okay? I don't want to go home.

What am I gonna do? You want me to
watch some TV? Huh? You want me...

you want me to take a nap?
(He sighs)

Listen, if I'm gonna figure this thing
out, then I need to understand why...

Understand?
What are you gonna understand?

Shots were fired.
You were hit. She was hit.

- She's on a respirator.
- Kate. Kate's not a "she."

It's Kate, and she
was standing right next to me,

And... and I-I need to know
who she is.

Okay. Take the roommate
back to residence

- and talk to her on the way.
- Okay.

(Police radio chatter)

I don't understand.

If Kate's on a respirator,
then she's still alive.

Not exactly. The machine's
keeping her breathing,

but... I'm so sorry.

You know what? I can take you to the
hospital right now if you want to see her.

No, I don't want to go there.
Her mom is there.

I'm the reason her daughter's
dead or... or almost dead

or, like, about to die.

I made her come with me.
I left her there, in line.

I let her in.
(Crying)

I thought I was being nice.

Listen, I-if Kate...

Is really who you say she is,
then... then...

this shot wasn't
meant for her.

It was an accident.

It wasn't your fault.

- Yes, it was.
- Right?

You sound like
my philosophy T.A.

Always trying to make sense
of everything

by saying, "nothing
makes sense."

It doesn't change the fact that she
got shot And she's almost dead or...

(Chris) All right, what about him
looked suspicious?

I didn't say he looked suspicious.

I said he was
acting suspicious.

A person isn't suspicious.
Their behavior is.

I'm doing my master's
in criminology.

Oh. Well, good for you.

So what about his behavior
made him suspicious?

He was sober.

She was standing
right in front of me,

and I saw the gun in her hand.
Or maybe it was a cell phone.

It was one of those flip phones,
you know, so it kinda looked like

- it could've been a gun.
- Anyone cough up anything yet?

- Uh, one guy threw up a corn dog.
- We got the day to solve this.

- Okay.
- So let's solve it.

Okay.

If any of you tweeted,
texted, blogged,

or uploaded any
cell phone photos

from outside supernova,
step forward now.

Larry, you're up.

Give me your phone.

It's a total violation of
the privacy act.

Listen, you grad school poser, a
22-year-old girl was murdered today,

So if you have any photos
of the crime scene,

You better show us, or I'll arrest
your ass for obstruction of justice.

That was so hot.

Let's see what you got.

(Giggles)

(Beeps)

You're still thinking gang,
huh?

I guess you're not.

A gun like that is
too valuable.

Gangbanger's not gonna get rid
of it just 'cause it jammed.

Well, it's not revenge. It's not like
the girl had any enemies.

Well, if it ain't revenge
and it ain't money...

It's love.

(engine starts)

I don't know where it is. I mean, I've
seen her writing in a journal,

- but I don't know where she keeps it.
- Okay. Is this her computer?

- Yeah.
- You know her password?

- No, I would never... I wouldn't ask.
- She was wearing that coat today.

It's mine. I gave it to her
when I left. She was freezing.

- You wear that a lot?
- Every day.

I mean...

not now, I guess.

- We haven't talked about you.
- What about me?

Well, we talked about Kate.
We know that she doesn't

- have any ex-boyfriends, enemies.
- Well... (Chuckles)

Unlike my perfect roommate,
there are probably

about a million people
who hate my guts...

A few ex-boyfriends,
a couple T.A.s,

but it's not them that
I care about. It's my friend.

Who was wearing your coat.

(Gail) Are they printing?

Yeah, they're printing. They're
printing it right now.

I double-printed that last...

Did you send me that one from that,
uh, the one kid's camera?

- Yeah. Yeah. You got it?
- I'm sending things over right now.

(Beep)

(Typing)

(Beep)

(Printer whirring)

We worked from tweets,
tweet pics, tweetdeck

Hootsuite, Facebook,
and cell phone photos.

- Not a clue what you're talking about.
- All these pictures were taken

moments before the shots
were fired. Now it's possible

someone accidentally took
a picture of the shooter.

All right, bring 'em in.

(Dov) All right, everybody,
I want you to grab a marker

and take a look
at these photographs.

If you've seen any of these
people with this girl...

the girl who got shot today...
I want you to circle their face.

Now be sure. If you're not sure,
take a pass.

You got something, Poindexter?

- I know this guy from the student union.
(Gail) - So?

So I saw him today
and I tried to say hi,

- but he just kept walking.
- You ever seen him with this girl?

No, I don't think so.

But I've seen him
with... with her.

- That's Kate's roommate.
- We should call Andy.

I'm gonna grab
Detective Rosati.

And the student becomes
the master.

I wouldn't go that far.

(Chuckles)

Guy's name
is adrian sparks, 27,

a grad student philosophy T.A.,

lives at 1493 Spadina,
apartment 12.

Just hold on.
It's Andy. She's on the line.

(Beep) McNally, can you ask Miranda
about a guy named Adrian Sparks?

I'm not with Miranda right now.

- Where are you?
- I came to the student affairs office.

Miranda mentioned filing some
grievances. I thought I'd check it out.

Hey, "Adrian Sparks"
ring a bell?

Yeah. Miranda made
a complaint against him...

two complaints, acacally.
It's not unusual.

Favoritism, harassment,
stalking, ignoring,

"He loves me."
"He hates me."

Thank you.

Okay, Adrian Sparks
was her Philosophy T.A.

They had a relationship.

And she was the one
to break it off.

Harassment,
a couple of threats,

and she even had to get
her locks changed.

We're working on that.

Adrian was up
for assistant professor.

We passed him over, pending
the investigation.

Thank you.

- You're welcome. Good luck.
- Thanks.

(Lowered voice) Okay, Kate was
wearing Miranda's coat.

It's bright red,
very distinctive.

Miranda says she wears it
every day.

From a distance, the two of
them look very similar.

Okay, McNally, go and get Miranda. We're
gonna head over there, all right?

- Sounds good.
(Jo) - All right, let's go.

Iindistinct conversations)

Miranda?

Miranda, please open the door.

I just need to talk to you
for a minute.

(Screaming)

Miranda?
Hey! Hey, get off of her!

You're Adrian.

It's okay. It's all right.
I'm a friend of Miranda's.

This is your ex-boyfriend, the
one you were telling me about.

You told her about me?!

(Miranda) - I didn't say anything!
- What did you tell her?!

Miranda, shut up!
Were you at the show today?

No.

No, you know what?
I don't have to do this.

(Gun clanks) Yes, you do.
So put your hands up and turn around.

Please help me! He wants to
kill me! He's gonna kill me!

- Please help me! (Sobbing)
- Stay here!

(Panting)

(Continues panting)

(Andy) Adrian, stop!

Stop!

(Siren wailing in distance)

(Gun clanks)

Don't move!

I said... Don't move.

(Panting)

Look around you, Adrian,
'cause this is it.

- Turn around.
- Why?

I wanna talk.

What, you gonna talk me down
off the ledge? I love it.

No.

I thought that was your job.

Not really, so if you
wanna jump, then do it.

So then why are you
pointing a gun at me?

I don't know.

Doesn't really make
much sense, does it?

So now we can talk...
really talk.

Okay, fine. You go first.
Why are you doing this?

Why not? It's what
I wanted in the first place.

She'd be over. I'd be over.
The whole thing would be over.

That didn't work out so well.

Miranda's still here.
So are you.

It's pathetic!

And now Kate Novatski is...
is dead

Because she was cold.

Yeah. You're so naive.
(Whoosh)

You're just like...
aah! Uhh!

Aah! Let go! No! Don't!

I just wanted it to be done!
I just wanted to jump!

Yeah, I don't care.

(Clicking)

Let go of me!

(Sirens wailing in distance)

I just wanted it to be over!

Indistinct conversations)

(Clank)

(Police radio chatter)

(Alexander Cardinale's
"Sick of Dreaming" playing)

He's up there.

(Traci) Andy?

Suspect's secure on the roof
of the student dorm.

♪ I'm ♪

♪ fighting for a sign ♪

Pretty sure it's empty.

Uh, we got the guy...
Kate Novatski's killer.

Luke's in with him right now,

so we probably have
a confession any minute.

♪
♪
♪

I was in charge today.

I was in charge,
and she got shot.

A girl got... Shot.

So did you.

♪ hopeless and alone ♪

♪ am I breathing ♪

I thought if we caught the guy,
and maybe I could understand

why this happened,
that I would feel better.

I don't.

Well, that's 'cause there's
nothing left for you to do.

Everybody else...
they're gonna live their lives,

Eventually forget about this,
but... you can't.

Dov, that's the most
depressing pep talk ever.

Sorry.

(Oliver) Epstein.

Frank's waiting foryou
in his office.

♪ stand up for my rights ♪

I'm okay, really.

You will be.

♪ middle of a life ♪

♪ I fear is out of time ♪
(Velcro rips)

♪ 'cause I've been dreaming ♪

♪ no more feeling ♪

♪ weightless as a stone ♪

♪ 'cause nothing is
the same now ♪

I'm dealing with it now.

♪ nonoing is the same now ♪
Mm-hmm. Thank you.

Peter McKee, 42 years old,
3 kids.

He's been waiting for a heart
transplant almost two years.

Ambulance needs police
escorts at St. Pat's.

Epstein, don't, um...

(Keys jangle)

Don't have an accident.

(Keys jangle)

(Chuckles)

(Telephone ringing)

(Siren wailing)
♪ am I breathing ♪

♪ no more feeling ♪

♪ weightless as a stone ♪

♪ nothing is the same now ♪

I didn't even know
Dov had a brother.

Yeah. Adam.
He was a few years older.

Was he sick?

Uh... Dov doesn't like
to talk about it, so...

He killed himself.

You know, he...

He hung himself.

After that, Dov's parents
split for good.

Wow. I...

Um...

Well, Chris, you know,
you're, um...

You know, you're back
at work now,

and... and you don't need me
to take care of you anymore,

so I should probably just
move out, right?

No.

I like having you around.

Luke?

(Jo) Hey, I think we
did good.

From nothing to a signed
confession in six hours?

We've never done that before.
(Door closes)

We did it on that Cardello
chain saw thing.

I don't think that counts. The chain
saw was practically smoking.

Remember
the, uh, Ivan Wallace fiasco?

(Laughs) Rebuilt the entire crime
scene iIn our apartment...

Felt like we'd shacked up
with two chalk outlines.

Well, we got the guy
in the end.

No, I got the guy
in the end.

- Really?
(Chuckles) - Yeah, really.

- Wait, do you remember it differently?
- Yeah. (Laughs)

(Man)
♪ so can you smell disaster? ♪

♪ can you feel it
in your bones? ♪

Is there something gross
in there?

Oh. No. I was just
thinking about Andy.

You know, like, what if
the bullet hadn't hit her vest?

I mean, if it had hit,
like, 6 inches higher...

But it didn't.
We can't think like that.

Anybody want a drink?

(Sighs) Apparently,
I'm buying, so...

You were amazing today.

Thanks. Doesn't mean
I want you as a roommate.

Doesn't mean I care.

♪
♪
♪

I'm not taking time off.

Come on. It's all signed,
sealed confession.

- That never happens. Uh-huh.
- What about the Cardello case?

I heard you guys talking.

That was a long time ago.

I know.

(Clears throat) Jo and I were
partners for three years.

How long did you live together?

Two and a half.

Any regrets?

Not one.

Good.

♪

(Laughter,
Indistinct conversations)

(Traci) That's really funny.
(Laughs)

- Hey.
- Hey.

How's the...

(groans)

- Ooh!
- Ooh!

- Nice.
- Wow.

(Dov) anything broken?

(Gail) that looks worse than...
(Speaks indistinctly)

(Dov) You had us worried, McNally.

Nice working with you,
detective.

Oh, thanks, you, too.

Looks like, uh, we might get
a chance to do it again.

Oh, yeah?

Always tricky switching
teams midseason,

But, uh, duty calls.

You're gonna stay at 15, huh?

Well, you guys had an opening.
I put in for a transfer.

Oh.
Yeah.

What about you? I heard you were
headed over to guns and gangs.

Uh, yeah.
I haven't decided yet.

♪
♪
♪

Cheers.

(Clink)

(Clears throat)

♪
♪
♪