The Closer (2005–2012): Season 4, Episode 15 - Double Blind - full transcript

- I just finished decorating that.
- Well, we have to move it.

See, when people
come into the room,

all the good chi strikes this thing
and then bounces right back out.

I see.

Brenda Leigh.

I put a bow on that mirror.

Facing an entryway?

I can't officiate over a
wedding with that going on.

It's a feng shui nightmare.

- They're not getting married in Japan.
- Actually, feng shui's from China.

They're not getting
married there, either.



- What is that?
- I got it.

A waterfall?

We want the energy flowing for these
two lovebirds on their wedding night.

Sexy! They must
have a water source.

I guess the Pacific Ocean
isn't big enough for that.

I wanted everything
to be simple.

A simple ceremony here tomorrow
with my parents and your sister,

a simple reception
at the house...

Followed on Sunday by a
simple second reception in Atlanta

with your entire
extended family.

Honey, don't worry.

By Tuesday we will
be in Italy, far, far away.

Right.

What do you think
that's all about?



- Brenda.
- What?

- I'm still on duty till tomorrow.
- If it's important, they'll call.

- Major Crimes.
- Will?

Why are you answering
Lieutenant Provenza's phone?

Why are you calling him?

I thought you were at an oceanside
hotel, rehearsing your wedding.

I am.

And why haven't you
RSVP'd for the reception?

I already told you I was coming.

Yeah, but where's the paperwork?
That's what you always ask me.

Okay, so you're calling
Lieutenant Provenza

to find out whether or not
I RSVP'd to your wedding?

And why are you whispering?

I'm in this fancy
bathroom in this hotel suite,

talking to you on
the toilet phone.

I heard sirens and I saw helicopters
flying out over Ocean Boulevard.

No, they rolled out
to 773 Marina Court.

- Brenda?
- Just a minute.

Brenda?

Bye-bye, Will.

What is it, Fritzy? What?

- I gotta leave.
- You what?

The FBI just received word a
big drug shipment is coming in,

and El Jefe is
picking it up in person.

- Honey, I gotta be there.
- On the day before our wedding?

Honey, I've been working on this
case for two years, you know that.

I promise I will be
back home tonight.

- Okay. Okay.
- Okay? Okay.

Y'all need some help?

Let's let your mother and Claire
finish up these arrangements.

You go on home, pack,

have dinner with Fritz, like
we planned, and try to relax.

- I'll referee.
- Good luck with that.

No, listen. We're serious.

All you need to enter the contest is
to give us your home phone number.

Yeah, they have... We
just need yours. That's all.

Yeah, this is only if we have to, you
know, need to come interview you or...

- Yeah, if we could.
- But you win something.

Yeah, you could win something.

Hey, Lieutenants. Lieutenants.

When you guys are
done with your lap dances,

I could use a
little help, please.

Oh, no problem. Wiseass.

Flynn, it's the Chief.

Okay, so, phone numbers.

- Hello?
- Chief, it's me.

Yes, Lieutenant. Turn around.

What are you doing here?

I thought we agreed you were going
to call me with any major developments.

Well, wanted to find out what the
situation was before I disturbed you.

It's just another
escort-service robbery.

Except the manager
got himself murdered.

And we've got a young girl on the way
to hospital with a bullet in her shoulder.

Okay, fine. All right. I'll
gather everybody here.

Ladies. Gentlemen.

Takes you back to the
Academy, doesn't it?

- What? I can't joke anymore?
- You could if you were funny.

What? I can be hilarious.

But that costume and the
idea behind it is demeaning,

so maybe you don't
know what a real joke is.

Oh. Well, I do know
what a real joke is, Irene.

And I can prove it, because I dated
you for a year and a half, didn't I?

- Hey! Hey!
- Hey! What in the hell is going on?

She just slapped me! And
I'm putting her on report.

- For what?
- Insubordination, battering an officer...

She did not slap you, and
nobody is writing any reports.

Now, now, both
of you just shut up.

Now, the Chief just arrived,
and you understand this.

We've got victims here, and
they do not include the two of you.

You know, that's just...

I don't want to hear another word
about this incident that never happened.

Out, out, out.

Shooter entered here around 6:30
a.m. wearing a mask, waving a nine,

probably a Beretta,
just like the others.

The manager was found here.

Single gunshot wound to the
chest, died en route to the hospital.

And a girl who was here

took one in the shoulder,
and now she's in surgery.

The killer emptied the safe, got
away with around 40 grand, Chief.

Forty grand?

Well, all the girls worked
a convention last night,

and the robber struck after the last group
of ladies returned from the host hotel

for the "Off-Shore Oil Drilling Expo." I
swear to God, I'm not making this up.

Who are the men outside?

Bodyguards. They take
the girls to the location.

They watch out for them
then they bring them back.

- Any crossover from the other robberies?
- No, no. Not yet.

Yeah, smells like
they're all inside jobs.

Lieutenant Flynn, I want the names of
everyone who works at these agencies.

Maybe there's some overlap
among the employees.

Sorry, Commander, go on.

According to the witnesses, the
shooter took out the security camera first,

just like the
previous robberies.

- Any footage recovered?
- Lieutenant Tao's working on that.

All right. So there's one
bullet for the security camera,

one bullet for the manager,
one for the young lady,

but I count four casings.

Lieutenant Tao is where?

Okay, so he misses his first
shot at the security camera.

Can you roll it back to
the beginning, please?

- Here it is in slow motion, Chief.
- All right, I see three bodyguards.

One, two, three, four, five
women and one manager.

Stop it there.

Now, why would he
be shooting at the girl?

You can't tell so
much by the picture,

but he's aiming at the bodyguard
and the girl just got in the way.

- How many women are outside?
- Three.

There should be four.

Did anyone mention one of
the women leaving the scene?

No.

So where is she?

- Chief.
- Come in.

Missing girl from the
crime scene, her name is...

Name is Erica Carr,
AKA Whisper. No priors.

- She's here?
- Yeah.

She's in the interview room with
Julio. She's not happy about it.

I mean, I can
take the statement.

I mean, don't you need to
get ready for your wedding?

I am ready, Lieutenant.
Completely ready.

Could you please...

Good afternoon, Ms. Carr. I'm
Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.

I understand that you witnessed
an incident earlier on today?

Yeah. It was really horrible.
But I didn't really see very much.

- You fled the scene.
- I had to run.

You see, I'm on hold
for a national commercial.

Is that why the other
ladies didn't mention

that you were
present at the robbery?

- They were covering up for you?
- I don't know.

- Is everybody gonna be all right?
- No. Your boss is dead.

And one of the other ladies

just had surgery to remove
a bullet from her shoulder.

So, murder. Attempted murder.
Robbery. These are all very bad things.

Maybe I should call that number.

What number?

The agencies give us a
number to call in an emergency.

The agencies? You
work at more than one?

Oh...

I didn't want to tell you that. Damn
it. I am just making this all worse.

A lot of girls work for
more than one place.

And all the agencies give
you the same number to call?

Well, I hate to break it to you,
Whisper, but this is an emergency.

Okay.

His name is Evan
Young. He's an attorney.

I don't know what to say to him.

Smith, Broder and Young.

- Hello?
- Yes. Evan Young, please.

It's Detective Sanchez,
LAPD. I'm here with his client.

- Sure. One moment, please.
- Thank you.

They're getting him.

Could you just explain
everything to him?

You want us to talk
to your lawyer for you?

- All right, then.
- Evan Young.

Yeah. I'm here with an employee of
some escort agency that you represent.

Yes, she witnessed a
robbery-homicide this morning

at the Top to Bottom
Escort Service.

- I'll be right down.
- He's on his way.

- You're at Parker Center?
- Yeah.

- All right. Tell her I'll be right there.
- All right. Thank you.

Let me just ask one
little question. Mr. Young?

I'm Deputy Chief
Brenda Leigh Johnson.

Would it be all right if we
asked your client a few questions

while you're getting
here? Wonderful. Bye now.

Your lawyer said that while
we're waiting, you're free to discuss

everything that happened
before, during and after the robbery.

- I am?
- Mmm-hmm.

- So I can tell you guys about the drugs?
- Oh, yeah.

Lawyers, they like to get all
the drug talk out of the way early.

Okay. Well.

I was trying to help the girl
who got shot. Kitty? Kelli.

And she was really worried
about all the drugs in her purse.

- What kind of drugs?
- Cocaine. It's for the clients.

And then Tony had all the other
girls give me all of their drugs, too.

- Tony is your bodyguard?
- Yeah.

And he told me to run. And
I had all these drugs on me.

And it didn't seem like
we were gonna get paid

because of the
whole robbery thing...

Do you usually get
paid the night you work?

Oh, uh...

Yeah. You know, we get a percentage
of the cash that we bring in at the door.

And then we get to keep all of the tips we
get for other services, like private time.

Do all the agencies
pay you the same way?

- Oh, yeah. We fill out a form and...
- That's enough for now.

Thank you so much for all your help.
You can just wait here for your attorney.

Bye.

Twenty years old. I need you.

Lieutenant Flynn.
Employment records?

- Whoa. Whoa.
- It's not fair.

- Pardon me?
- It just is not fair.

- Lieutenant.
- Hey, Chief.

So I was just looking for women

who work at more than
one stripper agency.

And since they
all use fake names,

I thought by examining
their photos, I might...

I was hoping for Social
Security numbers.

From what I can gather, all the
women work as independent contractors.

I never had a contractor
who looked like this.

Well, this one does
have a tool belt.

Thank you, gentlemen. Thank
you. Sergeant? Thank you.

I tried two judges.

Neither thought we
had enough evidence

to authorize a warrant for any of
the agencies' employment records.

I have corporate tax filings from
all the companies that were robbed,

but doesn't tell us much
about who worked for them.

Maybe we can get these
employment records on our own.

Lieutenant Flynn, why don't you give
your eyes a rest from all this research

and call and see how the young lady
who was wounded in today's attack is doing?

- Yes, Chief.
- Thank you.

All righty, she's gone.
Give me the pictures back.

See how judgmental she is? Like,
we gotta go through her to get...

- It's like you're the picture police.
- Wait, you know what I see?

You know what I see?

I see two people who make it impossible
for this division to function as a team.

And it's enough. It's enough.

Now, the Chief is
getting married tomorrow,

and she's gonna be gone for
about two weeks on her honeymoon.

Pope wants to promote
somebody from our squad to CI,

and clearly that promotion
needs to go to one of you.

So, while the Chief is gone,
you or you, and I don't care which,

applies for that transfer.

Do you understand what I'm
saying? Do I make myself clear?

Do I?

I said, do you understand me?

- I do.
- Yes, sir.

- Flynn? The victim? Hospital?
- Yes, sir.

Oh, hello. I hate to bother you.

Shouldn't you be in a
five-star hotel by the beach?

I left my parents at the
hotel with Fritz's sister.

- They're decorating for the ceremony.
- Together?

Yeah. Claire's officiating. My
parents are a little upset about that.

Right. Well, you
can't hide here forever.

I'm not hiding. I'm doing my job.
And I could really use your help.

With what?

I have a lawyer coming by who
represents all these escort agencies,

and he probably knows
that I don't have the power

to hand this case over
to the Feds, but you could.

- Why would I hand this case to...
- Just go along with me on this, please.

I could really use your
help. And a visitor's badge.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

And then it suddenly
occurred to us, Mr. Young,

that if Erica got your number
from three separate agencies,

you might be working
for even more than that.

Eight altogether.

These businesses require
specialized civil and criminal skills

in order to stay in
operation. That's my practice.

And you monitor things
like earnings and payroll?

Of course. Why?

Well, because whoever
is behind these robberies

seems to have advance knowledge
of when each individual agency

will be receiving a
large influx of cash.

If we could look at your
client's employee records...

That's not going to happen. No.

Mr. Young, right now, you are
the only person we can connect

to every place
that's been robbed.

Nice try. Come on.

Giving you information in order
to avoid being investigated myself

would be an ethical
violation of the first magnitude.

You want employee
records? Try a warrant.

I actually have a better idea.

Why don't we discuss it with Special
Investigator Brenda Johnson of the IRS?

Ms. Johnson, this is Mr. Young.

He also has an interest in the string
of robberies I've asked you to examine.

- Very nice to meet you, sir.
- And you.

Chief Pope asked that I
quantify the amount of cash stolen

from several unidentified businesses
as a proportion of their yearly income.

- And I found some glaring discrepancies.
- Of what sort?

Well, it seems that each
business lost, in one night,

up to 10% of their yearly gross,

indicating a vast
underreporting of revenue.

- Really?
- Oh, yes.

In fact, if Chief Pope were to
identify these businesses to us

by name and federal ID number,

the Treasury Department
would immediately

initiate a 452.1C
investigation into all of them.

452.1C? I'm not
quite sure what that is.

Well, it's complicated.

But just to audit the last five years of
tax returns would take at least two years.

Two years?

But if Chief Pope were to
send it our way, we'd be up for it.

Anything else
you'd like to know?

Do you have a flash drive handy?

- Coast's clear?
- All set.

The lawyer grabbed Whisper, ran out
of here like somebody was chasing him.

Now, Chief, take a look at the
screen. We found something.

We?

So I cross-checked every employee
from the eight companies Young works for.

Bodyguards, escorts,
managers, even temp staff.

Besides Young, only one
Social Security number connects

to all the companies
that were robbed.

Thanks.

- You okay?
- Yeah. I'm fine. I'm just...

My eyes are tired from
squinting at the screen.

Okay.

One number. Four
different names,

Terry Paswell, Tesha Dawn,
Cassie Bell, Kelli Malone.

Kelli. As in "she gave
me her drugs" Kelli?

Kelli, the girl in the hospital,
the one who got shot?

Yes. At least I'll know
where to find her. Thank you.

Then Michael, our boss,
went down, blood everywhere.

And I felt this, like... Felt like
someone shoved me really hard.

A bullet will do that to you.

My husband, Vince,
thinks that I work at a diner.

And I usually do, on Thursday nights.
If he finds out what really happened...

- Do you have to tell him?
- Whoa, whoa, wait.

Your husband doesn't... He
doesn't know that you're a stripper?

Is it safe to assume that he doesn't
know about your other aliases, either?

My what?

All the names you use at all
the other agencies you work for.

- Tesha. Terri. Dawn.
- A lot of girls do that.

It's part of my job to create a
false impression for these guys.

You know, clients
can get over-interested.

Look, Vince is an
Iraqi war veteran.

He's had a lot of problems since
he came back. He's lost three jobs.

I don't have the skills to
support us any other way.

Why don't you cooperate with
us and we'll see what we can do?

Cooperate how?

Well, you're employed at
every agency that's been robbed.

Does anyone else know
where or when you work?

No. I tell no one.

Did you recognize
anything about the shooter?

Anything? His eyes? His voice?

I don't know. He wore a
mask. It happened really fast.

What about all those drugs you
were carrying? You remember those?

- How much cocaine are we talking about?
- I don't deal.

I just give it away for free.

Last night, the customers were
snorting it up their noses with $100 bills.

Okay, after a few hits, they
put those $100 bills in my bra.

Look, I'm a little older
than most of the other girls.

Nothing makes me look prettier
than a few lines of cocaine.

I don't know anything
about these robberies.

I'm just trying to help my
husband and now I'm ruined.

- That is one sad story.
- Don't tell me you fell for that?

Her husband loses his job and her only
option is to hand out cocaine to strangers

while taking her clothes off?
Please. I don't buy it for a second.

Wait, wait. But
if Kelli's lying,

then Vince probably
knows she's stripping.

Of course he did. And
he's an Iraqi war veteran.

What kind of a handgun are they
using over there now, Sergeant?

Beretta M9, same type of
weapon used in the robberies.

Exactly. I need to get a search
warrant for the Malone residence.

Whoa, whoa, on what grounds?

We don't have any physical evidence
connecting them to the robberies.

Forget the robberies. Kelli just
admitted to handing out cocaine to clients.

For all we know, she's
hoarding kilos of it under her bed.

I need to get home for dinner.

Have Lieutenant Provenza contact me
after you've served the search warrant.

Maybe y'all can wrap this
up before I finish dessert.

You got it, Chief.

- Hi, it's me.
- Hey.

What are you doing on the
table? What are you doing?

- What am I doing, what?
- Nothing. What's up?

Hey, your mother and Claire

have apparently agreed on what
the hotel suite should look like.

My poor father. Where are you?

We haven't made the arrest yet.

- You're not coming home?
- Honey, I can't.

I am so sorry.

Look, I would have called you
earlier, but I kept hoping we'd be done.

We're probably
gonna be here all night.

You're upset. I can
tell you're upset.

Just remember this the
next time you're mad at me

because I have
to put my work first.

I will. I will. Honey,
I am so sorry.

You didn't plan it
this way, I know.

Just make it to our little
ceremony tomorrow and I'll be fine.

- I will. Listen, I gotta go.
- Okay, take care of yourself.

Vince Malone, I've got a warrant to
search your house, sir. Step aside.

- What are you doing here? Hey, wait!
- Kelli sent us.

- You want to tell us where the drugs are?
- Nice TV, man.

You like games, too, huh?

So much for the couple
struggling to get by.

Find the scent.

Here.

Looks like a gram of coke.

All right. Okay, you found my
drugs, all right? So arrest me.

What's the hurry?

Another hit.

- There's something back here.
- All right, let's move it. Here we go.

Fresh drywall.

- Check it out, Chief.
- The dog can smell money?

$100 bills used
to snort cocaine.

Vince Malone, you are under arrest.
Put your hands behind your back.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

You have the
right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney, one
will be appointed to you by the state.

Have you heard and
understood these rights, sir?

Yes. Yes, sir, I do.

So tell me, Vince.

On this cash we have
here, is this your wife's blood,

or is it from the man you
murdered this morning?

- No. I cut myself.
- Really? Where?

It was a long time ago,
when I was hiding the money...

I can type this blood so
fast it'll make your head spin.

Okay. All right, look. You have
to understand something, all right?

I never meant to shoot anyone.
That guy was coming at me, and...

God, I would never hurt Kelli, all right?
Listen, Kelli has nothing to do with this.

You just happen to rob escort agencies
only on the nights that your wife works?

Kelli... I...

Chief, we're gonna
need more evidence bags.

I refuse to believe his
wife's not behind all this.

He's not smart enough to
plan these robberies on his own.

We'll get the wife, Chief.
She was at the last robbery.

And she lives in a
house insulated with cash.

He doesn't have to testify against
her. He has spousal privilege.

She's not gonna get away, Chief.

We'll get around the
spousal rights problem.

- We'll turn the guy around.
- And I'll tell you how.

When you call me on
your way back from Italy.

Don't give him his phone call
until you absolutely have to.

And don't let him talk to his
wife until after he's arraigned.

Fritz will be here
any minute, I'm sure.

Oh, Mama, I'm not worried
about Fritzy not showing up.

Takes a while to get someone like
El Jefe completely through Booking.

And it's not like the
minister's going anywhere.

Are you sure, sure, sure Claire is
legally qualified to marry people?

Oh, yes, Mama. Yes.

Besides, I did a
background check on her.

Fritz's here. He's
getting dressed right now.

I told them to start the music because
the photographer's only got 30 minutes,

and if we're not out of
this place at 3:00 p.m.

it's gonna cost me
another million dollars.

Not that I begrudge one penny of it to
see you looking so beautiful and happy.

You are happy, right?

Daddy, of course I am.
And don't make me cry.

I mean, it took me an
hour to put on this makeup.

Well, when you're ready, then.

Take your time, dear. You
waited too long to rush through this.

Dearly beloved, we
are gathered here today,

in sight of the boundless
sea, mother of all life,

to join two loving
people in matrimony.

Brenda, Fritz never gives
up on the people he loves.

Fritz, now I know I
don't need to tell you this,

but Brenda never
gives up on anything.

This is why you two, y'all,
make the perfect match.

Okay. Let's do this.

- Now just the Howard family.
- Okay.

- No, no. That includes you.
- Honey, you're one of us now.

Hey, how much time
before the reception?

About three hours. Why?

- Now just the two of you.
- Okay.

I ran out of there before we
finished processing El Jefe.

I just have to go back, put my
signature on his arrest papers.

You're kidding.

It's lousy timing. I know
that. I'm really... I'm sorry.

Well, if it weren't for these
pictures, I could care less.

If you two are in a rush, I could
just take a couple more shots here

and then I could rearrange
you any way you like.

That's a great idea, son. We
gotta get out of here lickety-split.

- What can we do to help you?
- Rearrange us how?

Now watch this, I'll add
you in. Cut, paste and look.

- Group shot of all of you at the railing.
- Wow.

Hello, Sergeant David
Gabriel, Major Crimes. What?

Chief, didn't you
just get married?

No, no. Provenza and Flynn,
they went at him most of the night,

but he's sticking by that story.

But Kelli still doesn't know we
have her husband under arrest, so...

- Did she get married or not?
- She got married.

Yeah, he's still here. You want
to speak to him? Sure, hold on.

Buzz, phone. Here he comes.

Yes, Chief? Okay.

Well, yeah, I can make the video
look that way. How soon do you need it?

Wife's Mirandized.

I told her we do that to everyone when
we take their statement more than once.

I told her that the video
is standard procedure.

And she's shocked,
shocked to hear her husband

was involved in
these horrible crimes.

Okay, I'm gonna
give Buzz a signal

when I want Lieutenant Tao to play
the audio in the waiting room. Thanks.

Lieutenant Tao, would
you please set up a laptop

so Mr. Malone can
observe the interview?

Chief, we own the waiting area
and the hallways for another half hour.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Mr. Malone, I'm making
vows today, so listen up.

If I hear one more word
come out of your mouth,

you have my solemn word

you will never see Kelli
again for the rest of your life.

Nod if you understand me.

- Hospital Wi-Fi is good, Chief.
- Thank you.

I'll have audio
for you in a sec.

Good afternoon, Kelli.

We're so sorry to put this extra
burden of your husband's guilt on you,

especially right now, but we
thought you should know the truth.

Vince didn't do these things.

I know how hard it is to accept

that the person you love the most
might be hiding things from you.

But, remember, you tried to
hide being an escort from him,

so anything's possible, right?

We found all the money from the robberies
hidden behind a wall in your house. Sorry.

What if the money wasn't stolen?

We found your boss's blood on
some of the cash we retrieved.

And I'm afraid
that's not all. Buzz?

This is the security footage
that we got from the robbery.

We've had a chance to study it,
and you might want to brace yourself.

It's pretty shocking.

Could you play that again, Buzz?

You said you didn't remember
how many shots were fired.

But what you also
might not remember

is that Vince intentionally
pointed the gun at you

and pulled the trigger.

He shot me on purpose?

I'm afraid it gets worse.

When we confronted Vince with this video,
he said that you planned the whole thing.

That's a lie.

I don't know what's
up with the sound.

You know what Vince was doing
when you sent him home for toothpaste?

What?

He was packing up his brand-new
SUV and heading out of town.

We caught him just as he was
pulling out of the parking garage.

That son of a bitch.

- He shot you to get rid of you.
- Here we go. Let's try this.

That's what I get for feeling sorry
for him. It's the story of my life.

You know what? I only married
Vince because I was drunk.

He has a nice body, sure, but
he never knew what to do with it.

It's a lot easier to get
decent sex from a client.

I had nothing to do
with these robberies.

Vince is obviously a psycho.

You know what? He can go
to hell. I don't care about him.

- I can't believe...
- You bitch! You bitch!

I couldn't compel Vince to testify
against you, but I knew you could.

You're so good with him. I'll come
back in here if I need your help.

Well, as you can see,

your relationship with
Kelli's a little one-sided.

She was still having
sex with her clients?

Don't expect her to come
visit you while you're in prison.

She'll be prowling around for some
other guy dumb enough to fall for her,

making him promises
she never means to keep,

just like she did with you.

I didn't want her stripping, but
she said she needed the money

and her bosses took most of it.

So when I married her, I... I
promised to get most of it back for her.

I mean, I thought we were gonna
have a family and I thought she loved me.

Maybe you should
write all this down.

It always helps for
me to clear my head

when I can put down what
happened on paper. Right.

Am I looking at a
life sentence here?

From the moment you
were married, my friend.

From the moment
you said, "I do."

All right.

What makes a good marriage?

- I think patience.
- Patience and separate bathrooms.

Up until now, you guys had
avoided all the big mistakes

that people make
in a relationship.

Getting married, buying
a house and having kids.

I look at this wedding
today as a big red flag.

Hi, I just wanted to say that

I really have enjoyed
working with both of you, truly.

And this really couldn't be
happening to two nicer people.

Congratulations, you guys.

Hey, you guys. Enjoy
Italy. You've earned it.

And make sure you "sleep
in" a lot your first week out.

I don't know much about
successful relationships,

but you seem to have one.

And I'm happy to have
been a part of your lives.

I just wanted to say, it's really
nice to be invited to the reception.

And I hope this little tribute is something
that you will like and keep and remember.

My wife died six years ago

and I've never
taken off her ring.

Always love each other. Always.

Well, I'm happy for you both.

May each year bring
you closer together.

Sir.

- So just say something nice?
- That's what I did.

All right. All right.

Okay, let me think.

Sergeant, got your
transfer request.

Good. I think, you know, CI would be a
good place to utilize what I've learned.

Well, you may have
some competition.

She's about to
throw the bouquet.

Wait a minute. You mean Irene
put herself up for the job, too?

She did. Without telling
your chief anything about it.

I assume you haven't said
anything to the bride, either?

- No, sir, I have not.
- All right.

Well, let's keep it that way.

Now, before we leave the bride and groom
so they can get ready to go to Atlanta...

There's just one
last little thing to do.

If all the unmarried people
could step forward just a bit.

- You're gonna do this.
- No, I'm not.

Yes, if I'm doing it,
you're doing it. No.

- Turn around.
- Okay.

No peeking.

Ready. Set. Throw!

Not funny.

A win is a win is a win.

Oh, my God.

Okay, y'all, just
hold on one second.

I'm gonna change out of this
dress but don't anyone leave. Okay?

Hey. Hey.

- Feel any different yet?
- Yes, I do.

I feel like I know my limitations
better, and that you still don't have any.

Come on. Why do
you even think like that?

Because, Fritzy, I love
you with all my heart,

but sometimes I think
my heart is only this big.

That's because you can't see it.

Your heart is large enough to
carry me and the job and then some.

Hey, I am fully aware
of who I just married.

So hurry up and change
because I want to dance with you.

English -SDH