05x08 - The Girl Next Door

[bunniefuu]

[music playing]

- I have good news.
- Let me guess.

They put "Gilligan's
Island" back on TV.

Try a football
scholarship to state.

Get out of here.

Free ride, full boat,
all expenses paid.

You got it.

Del, that's great You
gonna take it, Del?

Don't know.

What do you think?

I think you want to take it.

Am I right?

But would it be fair
to all the other guys

who could get the scholarship?

We're not talking
about all the other guys.

Look, if you want to take
it, then I think you should.

Will you come
visit me at state?

I'll be there so often,
you'll be sick of me.

[music playing]

(SINGING) We never
thought of finding

the place where we belong.

Don't have to stand alone.

Never let you go.

Don't no need permission
to decide what you believe.

I said jump, down
on Jump Street.

I said jump, down
on Jump Street.

Your friends will be there
when your back it to the wall.

You'll find you need us, cause
there's no one else to call.

When it was hopeless, a
decision's what you need.

You better be ready
to-- be ready to jump.

Jump Street.

I prepared a speech all about
how tragic Del's death is.

But now that I think about it,
Del would've really hated that.

He'd much rather me
get up here and tell

dirty jokes or something.

Maybe I'll tell you something
funny about Del as a kid.

He'd like that.

Like the time our parents
sent us to the park

for swimming lessons.

Del was pretty brave, but
there was one thing he

was really scared of, drowning.

He wouldn't go within
feet of water.

By the time we got
to the park, Del

was so determined
not to go in the pool

that he stole some iodine
from the medicine cabinet

and put little red
dots all over his body.

Then, he told the swim teacher
that he couldn't go in the pool

cause he had chicken pox.

Well, of course she
didn't fall for it.

I mean, chicken pox
don't soak through

your t-shirt before they dry.

You sure you're OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

No.

I'm sad.

I'm angry, frustrated.

How about you?

Add guilt to that list.

Guilty?

Yeah.

I should've made a speech at
the funeral, like you did.

I was the second best friend.

I guess I was just
too afraid I'd

break down crying or something.

Hey, that's what
funerals are for.

OK?

Excuse me.

I'm looking for Suzanne Ross.

Oh, you found her.

Oh, great.

Well, the office said you were
looking for a biology tutor.

Yeah.

I guess I am.
- Great.

I'm your man.

Name's Tim Lombardi.

You're a biology--
thanks.

You're a biology tutor?

Yeah.

No way.

Biology tutors
have thick glasses,

bow ties, pocket holders.

Sorry.

I could get those if you'd like.

No.

It's OK.

So how much?

What?

Well, do you tutor out of
the goodness of your heart

or for money?

Little bit of both.

$ an hour.

OK.

Let's start with this DNA stuff.

It confuses the hell out of me.

What causes a mutation and what
does a messenger RNA do anyway?

OK.

That's easy.

Now, just think of the messenger
RNA as a little delivery guy.

OK?

He's one of those
hats with wings on it,

you know, funny
look shorts and--

Well, what's his name?

Ralph.
Ralph.

That kind of jumps out at you.

What does Ralph do?

All right.

Now, Ralph-- Ralph goes
from the nucleus of the cell

to the protoplasm, right?

And he says-- the mother says,
the genetic code says to give

this girl beautiful blue eyes.

Well, what if the mother
didn't have blue eyes?

Well, then, Ralph says
the dad's DNA says to give

this girl beautiful blue eyes.

Uh huh.

No?

I know.

Ralph Rennan said,
the mailman's DNA said

to give this girl blue eyes.

So how about you?

What?

Which parent gave
you that amazing face?

Well, that
actually-- that brings

us back to our first question.

What causes a mutation?

Yeah.

What do you
think you're doing?

Comparing windshield wipers.

What does it look
like I'm doing?

Well, it looks to me
like you're casing cars.

You're joking, right?

This baby happens to be mine.

These other cars belong
to my friends, none of which

would want you to touch them.

Got it?

Sorry.

But I have to touch them.

I'm putting these pep rally
leaflets on the windshields.

Show your school spirit.

Support the football team.

You don't know
who I am, do you?

I am the football team.

Well-- well, just think.

If you let me finish, all these
people will be supporting you.

ADAM: We ran a check on
your pal in the parking lot.

His name is Vince Ingersol.

Anything interesting?

Yeah.

A report was filed last
week after the Woodrow game.

Seems old Vince had a head
on collision in the end zone

with one of his teammates.

So?

Then, old Vince finished
the guy off with a fist on

and feet on collision
before the guy could get up.

Let me guess.

This teammate was Del Martin?

Bingo.

I got it.

You want me to go pick him up?

No, no.

Not yet.

All we've got is circumstantial.

See what else you can find
out about the guy, huh?

Right.

[phone ringing]

Captain.

ADAM: What?

Are you gonna that that?

No.

You want me to get it?

No.

Would you like
to talk about it?

No.

You know those little damn
beepers that people wear

on their belts, those--
those paging things,

you know the kind that
beep you and then--

then display a number.

Well, it seems that this
no good beeper company

has accidentally
transmitted my number

to every beeper they have.

Hello.

Hi, Diane.
Yes.

Yes.
I did call you.

The beeper company tells
me you're one red hot mama

looking for a good time.

My name is Rod.

I'm clean, discreet.

I'm a six foot two
love making machine.

She hung up.

Go figure.

What's happening?

Get in there,
you silly sucker.

How's that case going?

It's coming pretty good.

Thank god I remembered
that biology.

Hey, you're pretty good at this.

I ought to be.

I've been playing for
five years straight.

Asked the department
for a new game.

They said, we're sorry, we
don't have a pinball budget.

Can you imagine that?

I'm appalled.

So you've been with Jump
Street for five years, huh?

Yeah.

Haven't lost a game yet.

So you've been under in a
lot of different situations.

Sure.

You ever have to get
close to a good looking girl

while you were under?

Few times.

You ever get interested?

Tilt. Interested?

Yeah.

You know, like if you met her
under any other circumstances,

you'd probably ask her out.

Does this girl have anything
to do with your m*rder case?

No.

No.

I'm just-- I'm-- I'm talking
hypothetically here, you know?

Well, I don't get
involved, hypothetically.

Why not?

A lot of reasons.

Like?

Like you could
blow your cover.

Like you could miss some
important information.

Like you could get thrown off
the force for code violations.

Hypothetically, of course.

But there's no law
against a police officer

dating an -year-old woman.

No.

There's no law.

But ethically, it stinks.

She thinks you're
someone you're not.

It's just not a good idea.

You really think so, huh?

Don't shave while
the train is moving.

What?

Yes.

Hi.

Is Suzanne here?

Who are you?

I'm Tim Lombardi.

Is that supposed to
means something to me?

ANTHONY: I'm her tutor.

Tutor in what?

Biology.

That figures.

Daddy, leave Tim alone.

Hi.

SUZANNE: Come on in, Tim.

So Daddy, weren't
you heading out?

Well, I'm in no hurry.

What are you two kids
gonna do tonight?

Oh, I thought we'd take
a can of lighter fluid,

put it in the microwave, turn it
on high, and blow up the house.

Don't forget,
it's a school night.

OK.

OK.

Bye, Daddy.

MR. ROSS: Good
night, sweetheart.

Jeez, why doesn't
he just stick

a metal detector in the doorway
or x-ray my books or something?

I'm sorry.

Does he always treat guys like
that when we come over here?

Well, he's been a little
overprotective since Mom d*ed.

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

So guess what?

ANTHONY: What?

I gotta a B on my bio exam.

Get out of here.
All right.

That's great.

SUZANNE: I just
missed one question.

And what was that?

Well, I didn't realize
the DNA could carry stuff

like talent and personality.

Well, that's just a theory.

It hasn't been proven yet.

I mean, look at you.

You-- you obviously didn't
inherit your father's

stellar personality.

Watch it.

I probably got a lot of
good stuff from that guy.

ANTHONY: Oh, yeah.
Like what?

Like I'm a good dancer.

Get out here.

You mean that guy i
just met can dance?

Well, he's not Michael
Jackson or anything,

but he's pretty good.

Oh, and you
inherited that, right?

Yeah.

OK.

[music playing]

Show me.

You're supposed to be teaching
me biology, not dancing.

Come on.

I'm showing you genetics.

Come on.

You're pretty good.

You're a--

Different.

Yeah.

Different.

It's a good word.

So you and Del danced a lot?

Oh, we went to the odd
dance when neither of us

were dating anyone.

Wait.

I thought you guys
were dating each other.

No.

We were just good buddies.

We never got
romantically involved.

But we did toy with
it a couple times.

It never went anywhere.

Yeah.

I-- I guess we should study.

I shouldn't be doing this.

Neither should I.

Hey, hey, hey.

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, are you all right?

What's the matter?

Could you take me to
the hospital, please?

It's OK.

It's OK.

It's all right.

NURSE: Any medication allergies?
SUZANNE: No.

Excuse me.

Can't this stuff wait, please?

She needs to see a
doctor right now.

We need these
facts for a doctor

to make an informed diagnosis.

Could you please
hurry up a little?

I'm trying to.

Any surgery in
the past years?

Never.

Are you currently taking
any prescription medications?

Yes.
NURSE: What?

Can I just tell
the doctor, please?

I'm sorry.

I need to record
this for the log.

I'm taking AZT.

Wait-- wait.

Isn't-- isn't AZT--

Yeah.

It's a drug for AIDS.

How you doing?

I was gonna ask
you the same thing.

Why?

I'm not the one who's sick.

Then, why do
you look so green?

WOMAN (OVER PA):
[inaudible] to ER.

Come on.

Talk to me, Tim.

What do you want me to say?

The truth.

I want you to say you're
scared, hurt, angry.

How about surprised?

That's a start.

I just--

I can't-- I can't imagine.

It's just, you seem so happy.

Sorry.

Didn't mean to be happy.

You know what I mean.

No.

I don't.

Why shouldn't I enjoy
every second of life?

I can't--

I just don't think I
would be that strong.

Yes, you would.

As long as other people don't
treat you like you're sick,

you don't have to treat
yourself that way.

That's why I don't
want anyone to know.

And I'm the only one who does?

You and Daddy.

What about the guy who--

I'm-- I'm sorry.

That's none of my business.

It wasn't a guy.

It was a needle.

We were at a party and
everyone was doing it.

It's the only time
I've ever done dr*gs.

I'll regret that night
for as long as I live.

I shouldn't've gotten
so romantic with you.

It's not fair to either of us.

You don't have to
see me anymore.

What if I want to?

Then, I won't let you.

Why not?

You know why not.

I won't let this thing
hurt anyone else.

Look, if you think
I'm gonna get physical--

I'm not talking about sex.

I'm talking about dying.

Don't say that.

Why?

Because if I don't talk
about it, it'll go away?

It won't.

Sooner or later, hopefully
later, I'm gonna die.

It's a fact I've
learned to deal with.

The hardest part is
knowing how much it's

gonna hurt Daddy when I go.

I don't want to add
you or anyone else

to the list of people
I leave behind.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess.

Hey.

Take it easy on those flippers.

No pinball budget to fix it.

Remember?

I told you about Marta, right?

Yeah.

You know, when I
found out she was going

to be sent to El
Salvador, it was the same

as getting a death sentence.

I mean, she knew
it and I knew it.

It's not the same
thing man, all right?

Oh no?

All I could think
of was, why Marta?

All you can think of,
why Suzanne, right?

I mean, what could she possibly
have done to deserve to die?

Right?

The worst part, the
absolute worst part

was that I was mad at
myself forever falling

for her in the first place.

God.

I hate myself for thinking that.

Yeah.

I did too.

I thought of something though.

It's kind of weird, but
it made me feel better.

What was that?

I realized that Marta,
she would've d*ed whether I

showed up in her life or not.

But at least I was there to
give her a little happiness

that she might not have had.

You're up early.

Had to get the car.

SUZANNE: It's fixed already?

Well, enough so
I can drive it.

The bodywork will have to
wait til the next paycheck.

SUZANNE: I thought you
said a tree hit it.

That's right.

Doesn't look like
a tree could do that.

What do you mean?

Just looks like
you hit something.

Yeah, well, you caught me.

I lied.

I didn't want you to think
your old man was an idiot.

What did you do?

Oh, I was trying
to read a map.

I wasn't paying attention
to where I was going.

Went up on a traffic
island and hit a tree,

couple of dead tree
limbs fell on the hood.

Pretty stupid, huh?

So you did hit a tree?

Yeah.

Why?

Something wrong?

Nothing.

I'm late.

You guys OK down there?

Super.

Just great.

Hey, Jerry.

I gave you the time
you asked for, Gerald.

Now, it's up.
- Come on, man.

Can't you wait until we're done?

You're done.

Let's go, Gerald.

[coaches shouting]

- Hi.
- Hi.

How you doing?

I'm fine.

How about you?

Fine.

Listen, you want to go grab a
burger or something tonight?

No thanks.

Gerald and I are studying.

Then, how about tomorrow?

Tim, please, I thought
I made myself clear.

Look, do you mind-- mind
giving us a second here,

just to--

Yeah, I do mind.

She doesn't want to talk to you.

It's OK, Gerald.

It's OK.

Look, whatever
happened to want--

wanting to enjoy every
second of life, huh?

I still do.

Well, let me help you, OK?

I mean, I don't know
about helping you enjoy

every second of life, but--

but I'd sure like a cr*ck
at trying to help you enjoy

every second of Saturday night.

I told you, I don't
want you to get hurt.

Look, you worry about you, OK?

And I'll worry about me.

So come on.

What do you say?

Get a little hamburger,
some French fries, a malt?

Come on.

Let's go for a ride.

I did the tests you requested.

And?

And his blood is
definitely HIV positive.

So he did have AIDS?

Well, HIV positive
doesn't always mean

that a person has the disease.

But in his case, he did.

OK.

Can you tell how long he had it?

Well, I checked his
lungs and his stomach.

They were covered with
ulcers and brown spots.

I'd say he probably
had detectable symptoms

for at least a year.

Detectable?

So he knew he had it?

Definitely.

Why did you lie to me?

What do you mean?

You never used a needle
before in your life.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you got
AIDS from sexual contact

with Del Martin.

You don't know that.

The morgue verified he had
the disease and Del's mother

said that he gave it to you.

The morgue?

What were you doing
in the morgue?

And what were you doing
talking to Del's mother?

Who the hell are you,
some kind of cop?

Get out of my house.

No.

Not until you explain
why you lied to me.

Explain why I lied to you?

What do you call what
you've been doing?

Look, I'm sorry.

Maybe the reason
we met was a lie.

I'm sorry for that, Suzanne.

But the way I've started to
feel for you, that is real.

You got to believe me.

Get out.

You got to tell me
the truth, Suzanne.

Who are you trying to protect?

Get out of my house now.

Suzanne.

What the hell is
going on in here?

Daddy, please make him leave.

What did you do to her?

You have to tell me
the truth, Suzanne.

I asked you a question.

I didn't do anything to her.

She asked you to leave.

Now, do you want me
to call the cops?

I am the cops.

What?

What do you want?

Did Suzanne tell you
how she contracted AIDS?

My daughter and I don't have
any secrets from each other.

So she did tell you?

Yeah.

When did she
tell you, Mr. Ross?

MR. ROSS: Last Tuesday.

Where were you last
Wednesday afternoon at : PM?

Get out of my house.

Not until you
answer the question.

Unless you have a
warrant, get out of my house

or I'll have you up on charges.

Fine.

I'm sorry.

You got close to me
to prove Daddy did it.

You lied to me to protect him.

No.

I didn't.

I promised Del's family
I'd keep their secret.

But you told your
father, didn't you,

the night before Del was k*lled?

Yeah.

Is this your father's car?

He said this dent is from
a tree falling on it at work.

But you don't
believe that, do you?

Please don't arrest him.

I have to do my job, Suzanne.

But it could take several
months to get him out,

even if he is innocent.

So you've been doing
your homework, huh?

I asked a lawyer
friend of mine.

He said it could take
many months to set bail.

He's right.

It could.

Tim, I may not
have several months.

I'm sorry, Suzanne.

And you didn't bust it?

I don't think we
have enough evidence.

Sounds like he had
a motive, opportunity,

and maybe even a m*rder w*apon.

Wouldn't hold up in court.

Mac, it is not your
job to judge what will

and will not hold up in court.

Your job is to judge
whether or not you

have probable cause for arrest.

No, offense, Mac, but
you got probable cause

coming out the wazoo.

ANTHONY: Now, wait a minute.

What about this Vince
Ingersol kid, huh?

I mean, he's got just a
big of dent in his hood

as Mr. Ross does and
we didn't bust him.

He didn't have a motive.

ANTHONY: but we don't know that.

He b*at up Del Martin last week.

Maybe there's more to that than
just too much testosterone.

Mac, b*ating up and k*lling
are two very different things.

Look, I'm just
asking that we rule out

any other possibilities,
OK, before we make

this girl's life any worse?

In the meantime, what
if Ross takes his daughter

on a scenic trip through Europe?

He wouldn't.

ADAM: How do you know that?

Because he loves his daughter.

All she wants is just to
go on living her life.

He wouldn't make her go away
from her friends and home.

All right.

We bring Ingersol
in for questioning.

Let's hope he's your man.

But if he's not, we're
busting Ross, today.

So you want to tell
me what I'm in here for?

Just to answer
a few questions.

You and Del Martin got in
a little fight last week.

You want to explain that?

Yeah.

We had a head on
in the end zone.

So what?
- No, Vinny.

Vinny, after the head on, you
punched and you kicked the guy

while he was still down.

What was that about?

I lost my temper.

You lost your temper?

Come on, Vinny.

You don't b*at up someone
like that for nothing.

You can tell me.

What was it?

I mean, did he get too tight
with your girl, was that it?

- Did he insult you?
- No.

ADAM: Then, why'd
you b*at him up?

I told you.
I lost my temper.

You were seen taking
money from Gerald Dell

yesterday, what was that about?
- So what?

Is there a law against the guy
giving you money he owes you?

What was the money for?

To fix my car.

Wait.

Your car?

What did you do to your car?

No.

No.

Not me, Gerald.

You see, I loaned
him my car to pick up

some mats for the cheerleaders.

So what does he do?

He brings it back with
this huge dent in the hood.

So I made him pay for it.

Something wrong with that?

When did that happen?

When did you learn
Gerald your car?

I don't know.

Wednesday, after school.

Oh, Vince, you are
my favorite gorilla.

GERALD: That's not gonna work.

Let's take it from
the top again.

Ready, begin.

What's the deal?

Why aren't you
dressed for practice?

Everyone, take five.

What's going on here?

What's going on is
you're under arrest.

What?

You're under arrest for
the m*rder of Del Martin.

You're kidding, right?

You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that
right, anything you say

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

I don't understand.

You k*lled him?

No.

I mean, I didn't plan to.

It's just that he was
getting in our way, Suzanne.

You have the right to
speak with an attorney

and have an attorney
present during questioning.

years, I wanted
to be with you,

but I never could because
of Del, prom, the Christmas

dance, you name it.

You were with him.

So I'm sitting
there in Vince's car

waiting to pick up the mats.

Del walks right in front of me.

There he was, like he was on
a silver platter or something.

Oh my god.

OK.
That's it.

Let's go, pal.

Thank you.

For what?

For going out
on a limb for me.

You could've arrested
Daddy last night.

You gonna be all right?

Yeah.

For a while.

I'd like to see you again.

Be kind of difficult, unless
you come to San Francisco.

San Francisco?

I'm going to a clinic there.

They're experimenting
with a new drug.

They say it's pretty promising.

It won't save my life, but it
may extend it a year or two.

Yeah.

Well, A lot can happen
in a year or two, right?

A lot can happen.

I don't even know
your real name.

Anthony McCann.

It's nice to meet
you, Anthony McCann.

Nice to meet you.

[music playing]