Those Who Kill (2014): Season 1, Episode 2 - The Way Home - full transcript
The police are investigating the beating death of 24 year-old Monica Albreath whose body was found in a dumpster in the alley behind where she worked. Catherine isn't supposed to be working cases while the shooting investigation from her previous case clears her, but she can't help herself. She contacts Schaeffer - another no-no since he has yet to be deposed in her shooting case - to get his views and his take on a message found at the scene - 'I AM' written in the victim's blood. He thinks the killing was a spontaneous act and that the message was written by the victim. Catherine is pushing Schaeffer to profile her father, a family court judge, who she accuses of being a child abuser. She's also given a John Doe suicide case to investigate.
- Previously on Those Who Kill...
- It's Jensen, sir.
She called all this in
for one body?
She's been in Homicide
for, like, six months.
I'm thinking we should
bring in a forensic psychologist.
I'd like to
bring on Thomas Schaeffer.
This logic, these minds
are dark,
monstrous forces to explore.
You could get lost
and never return.
Schaeffer? No. He's dangerous.
People get hurt.
So you didn't actually talk
to him about me.
You, mine.
You have nothing!
Turn over.
Is that John Wayne Gacy's house?
It's Jeffrey Dahmer's
childhood home?
And this one I don't know.
Whose is it?
Officer shooting investigative
protocol requires
that an investigation
is initiated.
Do not talk to Schaeffer.
What do I have to be afraid of?
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♪ broken bones
and broken glass ♪
♪ broken hearts
and broken heads ♪
♪ livin' the life ♪
♪ whoa-oa-oa! ♪
♪ broken bones
and broken glass ♪
♪ broken hearts
and broken heads ♪
♪ livin' the life ♪
♪ whoa-oa-oa! ♪
Hey!
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Need some help?
I'm fine.
Thanks.
Didn't make it home?
Get to bed.
No! No!
Good morning.
Good morning.
Did you have any
good dreams last night?
Yeah.
Yeah? What were
they about? Tell me.
You better go!
I'm positive.
About...?
Sweetie, could you brush
your teeth for me now?
Thank you.
Could be my last day with PPD.
I blow the deposition, I'm...
I'm done. Off the force.
Then this assistant DA,
he files charges,
makes a career out of me.
Look, desk duty's made you nuts.
You need to do real work,
or you're done.
You've been waiting
over a month
to be done with
this deposition.
Just get it over with.
What do you have
to worry about?
Schaeffer's testimony.
Okay, uh, after the serology
test on this down here,
can we get some safety paint
on the words and location?
Secure that bin. Lock it up and
get it over to the warehouse.
Her ID says
"Monica Marie Albreath."
24, married, year-old kid.
Husband's been told.
Looks like she was beaten
with one of those
extendable metal rod,
you know,
self-defense thingies
with the...
with the ball on the end.
She was the coffee girl
at an AA meeting
last night, right here.
These buildings are all clinics
and volunteer places,
so none can afford
security cameras.
Well, if she had her ID,
I don't see her writing
"I am", you know,
"Monica Albreath," do you?
No.
It could be the
killer writing it.
I'm gonna go bring this down.
_
So, Detective Molbeck
and Dr. Schaeffer
have left the room,
the suspect is face down
on the floor.
What did you do?
Turn over.
I approached the suspect
to gauge the degree of injuries
inflicted by the gunshots.
Your weapon drawn?
Yes. I was holding it
in a ready position.
I wasn't certain
if he was still armed,
so as a precaution, I assumed
Krogh was still in possession
of a weapon.
All right, let me be certain.
The suspect, Eric Krogh,
was on the floor,
multiple gunshot wounds,
unarmed.
Okay, Catherine, here we are.
On the record...
why did you kill Eric Krogh?
Eric Krogh suddenly
and unexpectedly rolled
onto his back and made
an aggressive move towards me.
Cross your arms.
So I defended myself.
Did you then take
your police badge
from the suspect?
Yes, I did.
Why...
would a detective
knowingly compromise
a crime scene investigation?
What he took from me...
I knew right then,
right there...
I might never be able
to get back again.
So I just took back
what I knew I could.
Sorry, honey.
Sorry. No, I was just out
at Exchange Way all morning.
The cell reception sucks
over there.
Give the kids
a hug for me, too.
I know.
Yeah, yeah, the girl
in the dumpster.
So, uh, what's the deal
with the weekend?
Okay.
All right, look,
he doesn't want to come to his
nephew's birthday,
what can we do?
Her purse, right?
Was her cell phone in it?
I'm just trying to help.
Can it wait? I'm on the phone?
This "I am" on the ground,
is it hers?
Wait-- Ally, hang on
one second.
You just can't help yourself,
can you?
You're not just trying to help.
You're trying to see
if there's any way
you can bogart the case,
if they clear you.
I am trying to help.
Running the numbers
off her cell
is just standard procedure.
What is this?
Sorry.
I can't just sit here anymore.
Good job in there.
Schaeffer comes in
on Thursday and...
What?
You think he'll say something
to jam you up?
I can't talk to him during
the time of the inquiry.
Who knows what he's thinking?
Is this a thing
where he saw something
and you're not coming clean?
Just sit tight.
Don't do anything stupid
that gets you in deeper.
Yes?
It's Catherine.
We're not supposed
to be talking.
I don't give my testimony
until Thursday.
Mother of a one-year-old
found in a dumpster.
AA coffee person
at the community center.
This is an enormous outburst
of violence.
Blunt object.
Probably male.
Men use blunt weapons.
Husband?
Wasn't him.
Checks out.
He's a mess over her death.
And here...
"I am," written in blood.
This wasn't planned.
This is his first time.
He could have just left the body
in the alley,
but he tried to hide her.
He doesn't want to be caught.
Which means this "I am"
wasn't done by him.
He wouldn't have left behind
evidence intentionally.
This "I am" must be
done by the victim.
Her ID was found in the trash.
It's unlikely she was trying
to write her identity.
He knew she'd be
at that AA meeting.
Maybe he was there himself.
It was late.
It would have
been dark in the alley.
So she would have been cautious.
He-he-he would have used
something...
an object;
something to lure her to him.
Something that they
both had in common.
Maybe he wanted to show her.
It could have fallen out
when he put her in the dumpster.
Search the dumpster again.
Thomas, your deposition.
They'll send me to prison.
I was wondering when
the real reason you were here
would come up in conversation.
I need to know...
if what you're going to say
will send me away.
You did it because
you wanted to kill him...
and you could.
We both know that.
If you say that...
it will end my career--
my life, really.
Just lie.
The thing about you is,
even knowing a lot...
isn't knowing much.
Have you read the file?
The files about my stepfather?
What you're implying
your stepfather did...
that he abused and killed
your brother,
other children?
I was wrong once before.
I made a mistake...
and people died.
Ask Bisgaard.
People lost their lives.
I almost lost my own.
No, if you tell the truth,
I won't be around if you find
Howie's guilty!
Then why bother?
Because, Catherine...
it's the truth.
And the truth
is still worth telling.
The truth-- this man is a lie.
Go on. Get out of there.
Did you find anything
in the area?
In the dumpster, maybe?
A personal object?
What are you talking about?
There's a lot
of personal objects
in a dumpster.
You know, like,
a pack of cigarettes, maybe.
He could've offered her a smoke.
He wanted
to show her something.
He could have used
something to lure her
over to him.
Could give us a lead.
If I found evidence
from a suspended cop,
it would be inadmissible.
Don't tell them
where you found it.
You can take the credit.
Look, Catherine, can't
you wait one more day?
Monica Albreath doesn't have
one more day.
Why should I?
All rise.
Superior Court of the State
of Pennsylvania,
County of Allegheny,
Court of Family Law,
the Honorable Howard Burgess
presiding,
is now in session.
Please be seated
and come to order.
Good morning, everyone.
Good morning.
Go, Steelers.
Mr. Angelo.
Judge Burgess, Your Honor...
I just wanted...
uh, first...
thank you for letting
me say that,
with respect, sir...
that when you imposed the order
to let my ex-wife
see our son,
I was,
respectfully, so mad.
I-I see now that
you understood that
my boy needed
to see his mom, and, uh,
and I needed to put
my feelings aside
so that he could be happy.
And, uh,
I know that, because
of what you did, he is.
And I-I just wanted
to say thank you, Judge Burgess,
Your Honor.
You've done so much
to heal my son
and my home.
Thank you, Mr. Angelo.
You're a good father.
And I'm... I'm honored
to have, uh, played
any part
in your child's happiness.
Every child should feel safe
and happy.
Jim?
Didn't you go home?
It's late, man.
I got this.
Go home.
Oh, no. No, I am
not seeing this.
You're gonna get me suspended.
Gonna have IA dickheads
looking at me because you can't
get your shit together?
I'll be out by tonight.
No, it is not that.
You know I love you.
Hailey loves you.
You can crash on my couch
until you go through menopause,
but it is time, Catherine.
If you need a therapist
or you want me to stay
with you a few nights
or whatever...
whatever truth or whatever lie
you need to convince yourself,
you have to find some way home.
No, no, no, no, no.
Whatever it is, no.
_
Come on, hit him!
Hit him, Auntie Cathy.
What are we doing?
You got to punch
those trolls like this.
No!
- Let's go!
- Hey, are you hungry?
Yeah, but I want
to keep playing.
Well, I'm hungry.
I know how we can both be happy.
Yeah?
Hi, guys!
Yeah! Here we go!
No! My turn!
Can I be done?
Can you eat
a vegetable, please?
Cheese is not
a vegetable. Come on.
Just one,
it's not gonna kill you.
Then we can tell Mommy
we ate our vegetables.
And we won't be liars.
We don't want
to be liars, right?
Can we go play the games now?
Okay.
Can I be done now, too?
Sure.
No shooting games.
Your idea or hers?
To come here?
If it's the parent's idea,
you're not allowed
to let it get to you.
Well, I didn't know any better.
I've never been here before.
So, is she...?
Hailey?
She's my friend's kid.
I'm, like, that close friend
that gets called "Aunt."
My wife's got a school thing
tonight, so I'm, uh...
just, uh...
I'm-I'm-I'm Cheese Dad tonight.
At least I'll leave with these
cool prizes, Cheese Dad.
Me, too.
Same ones as last time, though.
Write your cell here.
When you get a text from me...
it's a one-time deal.
You blow it...
you blow it.
One more book, and
then it's lights-out, okay?
I can't believe you did that.
You got that coin
out of the dumpster!
It's totally inadmissible.
You threatened the
investigation.
You threatened my career?
Molbeck's career?
Your own?
I am so mad at you.
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Just ignore it.
It's what I do.
I can open it
if you have an opener or...
um...
I heard it was good.
No, don't.
Just go.
Just get out of here.
We're good, though.
What's your name?
Cheese Girl?
♪ the sky is dark ♪
♪ the trip was long ♪
♪ we know ♪
♪ it's far ♪
♪ they said ♪
♪ it's wrong ♪
♪ to live so fast ♪
♪ and feel so strong ♪
♪ but why can't I have mine? ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ than death ♪
♪ are you dark ♪
♪ or are you fair? ♪
♪ do you sit ♪
♪ on a star or chair? ♪ _
They're watching, so...
don't talk to Catherine.
It'll be in
the conference room.
Coffee?
No, thanks.
Listen, Schaeffer...
Jensen is the best detective
I have on the force.
You're right, Frank.
We shouldn't talk about this.
Thomas.
Hey.
Good to see you again.
You have anything new?
Uh, yeah.
Monica Albreath.
Autopsy found she was pregnant.
Fourth month.
How about the serology report?
All right, check this out.
Monica Albreath's blood
was O+, right?
The writing in blood
on the pavement was O+,
so now I'm figuring it
the other way.
What if it was Monica
writing the "I am"
and not the killer?
Like she was trying
to write something like,
"I am pregnant,"
to save her baby.
Dr. Schaeffer?
We're ready for you.
Okay, pregnant women...
by definition,
are more than one.
She would not have
written "I am."
She would have written "we."
And since the killer, I believe,
does not wish to be caught
or confess...
There was a third person.
Yo... it's the biggest one
I've rolled, ever.
Lighter.
Go get that.
- - Huh?
- Huh?
Assistant DA Heinicke
is holding on line one, sir.
Sorry, sir.
Thank you for waiting.
Never good to keep
the DA's Office on hold.
What's the verdict?
I know full well
what she did in there,
and know that I will be
passing that along
to Internal Affairs,
to watch Jensen.
But due to the life-threatening
circumstances,
the right to defend herself
and especially the absence
of any contradicting
eyewitness testimony...
the district attorney's office
has no choice but to determine
no abuse of force
on the part of Detective Jensen.
You're good to reinstate her.
That's great news.
Thank you, sir.
Douche bag.
All right.
This is going to be
like a rehab assignment.
Gotta work your way back in.
A John Doe found under
the 31st Street Bridge.
Probably a jumper.
See if you can ID him.
If you can't, in three weeks,
the county will run him
through the toaster.
You know it was
Schaeffer's idea
to look for that sobriety coin.
You should retain him
as a consultant
on the Monica Albreath case.
Congrats on the verdict.
Why don't you come back?
Thanks, Mia, but...
I think I'll try
my place tonight.
Pull! Pull!
Okay...
What did you want
to see me here for?
We're going Jet Skiing.
I was assigned a John Doe.
Kid. Jumped off this bridge.
The next day after Monica
Albreath's body was found.
His blood type?
O+.
The same as the writing
on the ground
- next to where she was killed.
- Well...
one in three people
in Pittsburgh are O+,
so that would be
a hell of a coincidence.
But you knew that.
So why did you want
to see me here?
Why did you lie
in the deposition?
Was it because you believe me?
About my stepfather?
I don't...
know about your Howard Burgess.
I would need to know a lot more.
I know it's not what
you want to hear,
and I don't want
to hurt you by saying it,
but you can't...
I can't be wrong.
It's dangerous.
"It's"?
You mean me?
Well, you know a lot
about me, too, Catherine.
♪ you knock on her door ♪
♪ she don't recognize
your voice no more ♪
♪ so she got on an airplane ♪
♪ na na na na na
so long after ♪
♪ stripped down from the fever ♪
♪ laid down in a hotel bed ♪
♪ wouldn't take no
phone calls at all ♪
♪ didn't want no more
voices in her head ♪
♪ and that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way that
you feel, honey, now ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ in the blue part
of the evening ♪
♪ sometimes it's hard ♪
♪ then she hears you coming ♪
♪ but she's stuck
against the wall ♪
♪ oh, she want what she want,
so she do what she do ♪
♪ but now when
she looks at you ♪
♪ she covers one eye ♪
♪ 'cause she can see
into your mind ♪
♪ and she no longer wants to ♪
♪ and that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way that
you feel, honey, now ♪
♪ that's the way that you feel ♪
- It's Jensen, sir.
She called all this in
for one body?
She's been in Homicide
for, like, six months.
I'm thinking we should
bring in a forensic psychologist.
I'd like to
bring on Thomas Schaeffer.
This logic, these minds
are dark,
monstrous forces to explore.
You could get lost
and never return.
Schaeffer? No. He's dangerous.
People get hurt.
So you didn't actually talk
to him about me.
You, mine.
You have nothing!
Turn over.
Is that John Wayne Gacy's house?
It's Jeffrey Dahmer's
childhood home?
And this one I don't know.
Whose is it?
Officer shooting investigative
protocol requires
that an investigation
is initiated.
Do not talk to Schaeffer.
What do I have to be afraid of?
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♪ broken bones
and broken glass ♪
♪ broken hearts
and broken heads ♪
♪ livin' the life ♪
♪ whoa-oa-oa! ♪
♪ broken bones
and broken glass ♪
♪ broken hearts
and broken heads ♪
♪ livin' the life ♪
♪ whoa-oa-oa! ♪
Hey!
_
Need some help?
I'm fine.
Thanks.
Didn't make it home?
Get to bed.
No! No!
Good morning.
Good morning.
Did you have any
good dreams last night?
Yeah.
Yeah? What were
they about? Tell me.
You better go!
I'm positive.
About...?
Sweetie, could you brush
your teeth for me now?
Thank you.
Could be my last day with PPD.
I blow the deposition, I'm...
I'm done. Off the force.
Then this assistant DA,
he files charges,
makes a career out of me.
Look, desk duty's made you nuts.
You need to do real work,
or you're done.
You've been waiting
over a month
to be done with
this deposition.
Just get it over with.
What do you have
to worry about?
Schaeffer's testimony.
Okay, uh, after the serology
test on this down here,
can we get some safety paint
on the words and location?
Secure that bin. Lock it up and
get it over to the warehouse.
Her ID says
"Monica Marie Albreath."
24, married, year-old kid.
Husband's been told.
Looks like she was beaten
with one of those
extendable metal rod,
you know,
self-defense thingies
with the...
with the ball on the end.
She was the coffee girl
at an AA meeting
last night, right here.
These buildings are all clinics
and volunteer places,
so none can afford
security cameras.
Well, if she had her ID,
I don't see her writing
"I am", you know,
"Monica Albreath," do you?
No.
It could be the
killer writing it.
I'm gonna go bring this down.
_
So, Detective Molbeck
and Dr. Schaeffer
have left the room,
the suspect is face down
on the floor.
What did you do?
Turn over.
I approached the suspect
to gauge the degree of injuries
inflicted by the gunshots.
Your weapon drawn?
Yes. I was holding it
in a ready position.
I wasn't certain
if he was still armed,
so as a precaution, I assumed
Krogh was still in possession
of a weapon.
All right, let me be certain.
The suspect, Eric Krogh,
was on the floor,
multiple gunshot wounds,
unarmed.
Okay, Catherine, here we are.
On the record...
why did you kill Eric Krogh?
Eric Krogh suddenly
and unexpectedly rolled
onto his back and made
an aggressive move towards me.
Cross your arms.
So I defended myself.
Did you then take
your police badge
from the suspect?
Yes, I did.
Why...
would a detective
knowingly compromise
a crime scene investigation?
What he took from me...
I knew right then,
right there...
I might never be able
to get back again.
So I just took back
what I knew I could.
Sorry, honey.
Sorry. No, I was just out
at Exchange Way all morning.
The cell reception sucks
over there.
Give the kids
a hug for me, too.
I know.
Yeah, yeah, the girl
in the dumpster.
So, uh, what's the deal
with the weekend?
Okay.
All right, look,
he doesn't want to come to his
nephew's birthday,
what can we do?
Her purse, right?
Was her cell phone in it?
I'm just trying to help.
Can it wait? I'm on the phone?
This "I am" on the ground,
is it hers?
Wait-- Ally, hang on
one second.
You just can't help yourself,
can you?
You're not just trying to help.
You're trying to see
if there's any way
you can bogart the case,
if they clear you.
I am trying to help.
Running the numbers
off her cell
is just standard procedure.
What is this?
Sorry.
I can't just sit here anymore.
Good job in there.
Schaeffer comes in
on Thursday and...
What?
You think he'll say something
to jam you up?
I can't talk to him during
the time of the inquiry.
Who knows what he's thinking?
Is this a thing
where he saw something
and you're not coming clean?
Just sit tight.
Don't do anything stupid
that gets you in deeper.
Yes?
It's Catherine.
We're not supposed
to be talking.
I don't give my testimony
until Thursday.
Mother of a one-year-old
found in a dumpster.
AA coffee person
at the community center.
This is an enormous outburst
of violence.
Blunt object.
Probably male.
Men use blunt weapons.
Husband?
Wasn't him.
Checks out.
He's a mess over her death.
And here...
"I am," written in blood.
This wasn't planned.
This is his first time.
He could have just left the body
in the alley,
but he tried to hide her.
He doesn't want to be caught.
Which means this "I am"
wasn't done by him.
He wouldn't have left behind
evidence intentionally.
This "I am" must be
done by the victim.
Her ID was found in the trash.
It's unlikely she was trying
to write her identity.
He knew she'd be
at that AA meeting.
Maybe he was there himself.
It was late.
It would have
been dark in the alley.
So she would have been cautious.
He-he-he would have used
something...
an object;
something to lure her to him.
Something that they
both had in common.
Maybe he wanted to show her.
It could have fallen out
when he put her in the dumpster.
Search the dumpster again.
Thomas, your deposition.
They'll send me to prison.
I was wondering when
the real reason you were here
would come up in conversation.
I need to know...
if what you're going to say
will send me away.
You did it because
you wanted to kill him...
and you could.
We both know that.
If you say that...
it will end my career--
my life, really.
Just lie.
The thing about you is,
even knowing a lot...
isn't knowing much.
Have you read the file?
The files about my stepfather?
What you're implying
your stepfather did...
that he abused and killed
your brother,
other children?
I was wrong once before.
I made a mistake...
and people died.
Ask Bisgaard.
People lost their lives.
I almost lost my own.
No, if you tell the truth,
I won't be around if you find
Howie's guilty!
Then why bother?
Because, Catherine...
it's the truth.
And the truth
is still worth telling.
The truth-- this man is a lie.
Go on. Get out of there.
Did you find anything
in the area?
In the dumpster, maybe?
A personal object?
What are you talking about?
There's a lot
of personal objects
in a dumpster.
You know, like,
a pack of cigarettes, maybe.
He could've offered her a smoke.
He wanted
to show her something.
He could have used
something to lure her
over to him.
Could give us a lead.
If I found evidence
from a suspended cop,
it would be inadmissible.
Don't tell them
where you found it.
You can take the credit.
Look, Catherine, can't
you wait one more day?
Monica Albreath doesn't have
one more day.
Why should I?
All rise.
Superior Court of the State
of Pennsylvania,
County of Allegheny,
Court of Family Law,
the Honorable Howard Burgess
presiding,
is now in session.
Please be seated
and come to order.
Good morning, everyone.
Good morning.
Go, Steelers.
Mr. Angelo.
Judge Burgess, Your Honor...
I just wanted...
uh, first...
thank you for letting
me say that,
with respect, sir...
that when you imposed the order
to let my ex-wife
see our son,
I was,
respectfully, so mad.
I-I see now that
you understood that
my boy needed
to see his mom, and, uh,
and I needed to put
my feelings aside
so that he could be happy.
And, uh,
I know that, because
of what you did, he is.
And I-I just wanted
to say thank you, Judge Burgess,
Your Honor.
You've done so much
to heal my son
and my home.
Thank you, Mr. Angelo.
You're a good father.
And I'm... I'm honored
to have, uh, played
any part
in your child's happiness.
Every child should feel safe
and happy.
Jim?
Didn't you go home?
It's late, man.
I got this.
Go home.
Oh, no. No, I am
not seeing this.
You're gonna get me suspended.
Gonna have IA dickheads
looking at me because you can't
get your shit together?
I'll be out by tonight.
No, it is not that.
You know I love you.
Hailey loves you.
You can crash on my couch
until you go through menopause,
but it is time, Catherine.
If you need a therapist
or you want me to stay
with you a few nights
or whatever...
whatever truth or whatever lie
you need to convince yourself,
you have to find some way home.
No, no, no, no, no.
Whatever it is, no.
_
Come on, hit him!
Hit him, Auntie Cathy.
What are we doing?
You got to punch
those trolls like this.
No!
- Let's go!
- Hey, are you hungry?
Yeah, but I want
to keep playing.
Well, I'm hungry.
I know how we can both be happy.
Yeah?
Hi, guys!
Yeah! Here we go!
No! My turn!
Can I be done?
Can you eat
a vegetable, please?
Cheese is not
a vegetable. Come on.
Just one,
it's not gonna kill you.
Then we can tell Mommy
we ate our vegetables.
And we won't be liars.
We don't want
to be liars, right?
Can we go play the games now?
Okay.
Can I be done now, too?
Sure.
No shooting games.
Your idea or hers?
To come here?
If it's the parent's idea,
you're not allowed
to let it get to you.
Well, I didn't know any better.
I've never been here before.
So, is she...?
Hailey?
She's my friend's kid.
I'm, like, that close friend
that gets called "Aunt."
My wife's got a school thing
tonight, so I'm, uh...
just, uh...
I'm-I'm-I'm Cheese Dad tonight.
At least I'll leave with these
cool prizes, Cheese Dad.
Me, too.
Same ones as last time, though.
Write your cell here.
When you get a text from me...
it's a one-time deal.
You blow it...
you blow it.
One more book, and
then it's lights-out, okay?
I can't believe you did that.
You got that coin
out of the dumpster!
It's totally inadmissible.
You threatened the
investigation.
You threatened my career?
Molbeck's career?
Your own?
I am so mad at you.
_
_
Just ignore it.
It's what I do.
I can open it
if you have an opener or...
um...
I heard it was good.
No, don't.
Just go.
Just get out of here.
We're good, though.
What's your name?
Cheese Girl?
♪ the sky is dark ♪
♪ the trip was long ♪
♪ we know ♪
♪ it's far ♪
♪ they said ♪
♪ it's wrong ♪
♪ to live so fast ♪
♪ and feel so strong ♪
♪ but why can't I have mine? ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ love ♪
♪ is colder ♪
♪ than death ♪
♪ are you dark ♪
♪ or are you fair? ♪
♪ do you sit ♪
♪ on a star or chair? ♪ _
They're watching, so...
don't talk to Catherine.
It'll be in
the conference room.
Coffee?
No, thanks.
Listen, Schaeffer...
Jensen is the best detective
I have on the force.
You're right, Frank.
We shouldn't talk about this.
Thomas.
Hey.
Good to see you again.
You have anything new?
Uh, yeah.
Monica Albreath.
Autopsy found she was pregnant.
Fourth month.
How about the serology report?
All right, check this out.
Monica Albreath's blood
was O+, right?
The writing in blood
on the pavement was O+,
so now I'm figuring it
the other way.
What if it was Monica
writing the "I am"
and not the killer?
Like she was trying
to write something like,
"I am pregnant,"
to save her baby.
Dr. Schaeffer?
We're ready for you.
Okay, pregnant women...
by definition,
are more than one.
She would not have
written "I am."
She would have written "we."
And since the killer, I believe,
does not wish to be caught
or confess...
There was a third person.
Yo... it's the biggest one
I've rolled, ever.
Lighter.
Go get that.
- - Huh?
- Huh?
Assistant DA Heinicke
is holding on line one, sir.
Sorry, sir.
Thank you for waiting.
Never good to keep
the DA's Office on hold.
What's the verdict?
I know full well
what she did in there,
and know that I will be
passing that along
to Internal Affairs,
to watch Jensen.
But due to the life-threatening
circumstances,
the right to defend herself
and especially the absence
of any contradicting
eyewitness testimony...
the district attorney's office
has no choice but to determine
no abuse of force
on the part of Detective Jensen.
You're good to reinstate her.
That's great news.
Thank you, sir.
Douche bag.
All right.
This is going to be
like a rehab assignment.
Gotta work your way back in.
A John Doe found under
the 31st Street Bridge.
Probably a jumper.
See if you can ID him.
If you can't, in three weeks,
the county will run him
through the toaster.
You know it was
Schaeffer's idea
to look for that sobriety coin.
You should retain him
as a consultant
on the Monica Albreath case.
Congrats on the verdict.
Why don't you come back?
Thanks, Mia, but...
I think I'll try
my place tonight.
Pull! Pull!
Okay...
What did you want
to see me here for?
We're going Jet Skiing.
I was assigned a John Doe.
Kid. Jumped off this bridge.
The next day after Monica
Albreath's body was found.
His blood type?
O+.
The same as the writing
on the ground
- next to where she was killed.
- Well...
one in three people
in Pittsburgh are O+,
so that would be
a hell of a coincidence.
But you knew that.
So why did you want
to see me here?
Why did you lie
in the deposition?
Was it because you believe me?
About my stepfather?
I don't...
know about your Howard Burgess.
I would need to know a lot more.
I know it's not what
you want to hear,
and I don't want
to hurt you by saying it,
but you can't...
I can't be wrong.
It's dangerous.
"It's"?
You mean me?
Well, you know a lot
about me, too, Catherine.
♪ you knock on her door ♪
♪ she don't recognize
your voice no more ♪
♪ so she got on an airplane ♪
♪ na na na na na
so long after ♪
♪ stripped down from the fever ♪
♪ laid down in a hotel bed ♪
♪ wouldn't take no
phone calls at all ♪
♪ didn't want no more
voices in her head ♪
♪ and that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way that
you feel, honey, now ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ in the blue part
of the evening ♪
♪ sometimes it's hard ♪
♪ then she hears you coming ♪
♪ but she's stuck
against the wall ♪
♪ oh, she want what she want,
so she do what she do ♪
♪ but now when
she looks at you ♪
♪ she covers one eye ♪
♪ 'cause she can see
into your mind ♪
♪ and she no longer wants to ♪
♪ and that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way
that you feel ♪
♪ that's the way that
you feel, honey, now ♪
♪ that's the way that you feel ♪