01x23 - The sh**ter

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[Theme music playing]

[Upbeat music playing]

Eddie: Why you stressin'?

You know, you and
Sandy still havin' fun, right?

Well, that's the problem.
We've been havin' fun

for the last year and a half.

Now, it's either
step up or step off.

What, she been pushing?

J.c.: Well, you know,
she drops hints.

- Big hints.
- Eddie: Lemme guess.

Bridal magazines?

J.c.: No, she wants
to buy a puppy.

- "J.c., I really want a puppy."
- Ooh, sharp.

Straight up. Now,
if you ain't serious,

maybe you could
ask her to move in.

What's the big deal?

Look, you know Sandy.
She won't go for that.

It's either all or
nothin' with her.

- Ah, adorable.
- Cooper: All right,

we got a homicide.

White female, early 20s.


central park west.

It just went down, the
body's in the street.

If you hurry, you could
beat the news crews.

Cooper: Kelly, I
want to talk to you.

[Upbeat music playing]

[Siren blaring]

Policewoman: Right
here. Right here.

J.c.: So whatcha got, wong?

A work of art.

One shot.

There isn't a
standard round made

that leaves an
exit wound that big.

Eddie: Custom-made b*ll*ts?

I haven't seen that one before.

Might not see it again.

Happens once in a blue moon.

Must be a g*n nut.

That's the other jogger.

I'll talk to the doorman.

- I'll take over.
- Right.

I'm detective torres.
Are you all right?

[Sobs] No, I'm
definitely not all right.

Your friend, what's her name?

Colleen.

Colleen Brennan.

We work together.

We worked.

[Hyperventilating] Oh, god...

Breathe.

- Oh, god...
- Okay.

Don't talk, just breathe.

Slowly.

Better?

Yeah, i'm... panic attack.

I've had them ever
since I was a kid.

If you didn't panic over this,

you'd be a mummy.

Do you have any idea
where the b*ll*ts came from?

Over there somewhere,

but I didn't see anybody.

You and Colleen worked together?

Yes. We work, um,

at winslow & Fairchild.

The brokerage house?

We're both, uh,
senior analysts there.

Listen, I'd like to help
you with more of this,

but I can't do this
right now, okay?

No problem. Where can
i... Where can I reach you?

At work.

I have to go talk
to my boss, Dennis.

Eddie: I could tell him.

You don't know Dennis
Fairchild, but thanks.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

- Juanita: Taxi.
- What do you think?

Talked to the doorman,
who's deaf, dumb and blind.

But I did talk to c.S.U.

We gotta wait on ballistics

to get anything from the g*n.

But I guarantee you,
man, this was no accident.

- The sh**ter's too good.
- Yeah?

Who'd want to k*ll
Colleen Brennan, though?

Colleen Brennan's firm,
winslow & Fairchild,

they had an insider trading
scandal a few years ago.

It was all over the
wall street journal.

Well, maybe something's
rotten in the house of winslow.

Cooper: Yeah, well, it's
a place to start, anyway.

So why don't you get
down to wall street?

Okay.

So, ed, you ready to go play

- with the big money boys?
- Eddie: Hell, yeah.

We'll wrap up this homicide
and get some stock tips.

Loo, guys, hold up.
You gotta hear this.

It was on the Vic's
answering machine.

Warwick: Colleen,
where you gonna run to?

Where you gonna hide?

- Colleen...
- Great.

Just what we need,
another freakin' psycho.

Let's do this.

[Upbeat music playing]

[Indistinct chatter]

- Fairchild: Detectives.
- Eddie: Mr. Fairchild.

This is my vice president

of finance, Heather gladstone,

my assistant, Ted winters,

and our top analyst,
juanita telles,

whom you've already met.

We all worked
closely with Colleen.

J.c.: Yes, and we, um,

really appreciate you
guys taking this time.

We know it must
be difficult for you.

Whatever we can do, detective.

Eddie: Yeah, well, uh, was
Colleen involved with anyone?

In our business, detective,

no body's involved with anyone

except dow Jones
and mutual funds.

Eddie: Well, were there any,
uh, disgruntled ex-employees?

Any bitterness or hard
feelings from any clients?

J.c.: How about
anybody who's been fired?

Anybody overlooked?

Maybe a client that
lost some money?

Winters: Look, it's a
highly competitive industry.

There have been
some bad investments,

- but I can't think of anyone.
- J.C.: Not even during

your insider trading
problems of '91?

That entire
unfortunate affair of '91

was the work of
one very sick man.

- Andre Warwick.
- The s.E.C.

Found him engaged
in insider trading.

Fairchild: On top of which,
he embezzled $10 million.

The FBI investigated,
we launched our own

internal investigation, but
nobody found the money.

Juanita: I traced it as far
as the Cayman Islands.

Heather: It was a real
public relations nightmare.

Winters: The man
was a thief and a liar.

Juanita: Everyone in this
room testified against Andre.

When he was found guilty,

he said some pretty
terrifying things.

I had bad dreams for a month.

Fairchild: Calm down, juanita.

The man is behind bars.

Listen, we'll, um,
we'll look into Warwick,

and we'll continue to
search for the sh**ter.

Eddie: We'll do our
best to provide you

with security here
and at your homes.

Thank you very
much for your time.

Thank you.

Eddie: Listen, uh,
officer hargrove here

is gonna be right
outside your door.

If anyone even
blinks with an attitude,

he'll be all over them.

Can you come in?

Eddie: Sure.

Wow.

This is great.

Yeah.

Thanks.

It's a long way from
the Polo grounds.

[Scoffs] Is that
where you grew up?

Yeah. You want some water?

Yeah. Thank you.

You grew up in one tough
neighborhood, you know that?

Juanita: Yeah. Heh.

I guess.

Where are you from?

The boogie down Ross.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- You know la bamba?
- Of course.

I used to go dancing there.

I used to work there
on the weekends.

I'll bet I saw you there, huh?

Do you ever go back much?

Who was it, Thomas wolfe,

who said, "you can't
go home again"?

Trouble is, I don't
feel I really belong

at winslow &
Fairchild, either.

Well, why is that? I
mean, you've done so well

for yourself.

This is a whole other world.

I mean, I look at all of this,

and I wonder if I
really deserve it.

Eddie: You must've done
something to deserve it.

I mean, they wouldn't
just give it to you.

I mean, not all this.

Especially being latina.

You should be proud.

Gotta, um, my girlfriend's
waiting for me, so, uh...

He's gonna be right
outside, so, uh, not to worry.

[Dramatic music playing]

[Sighs]

So what'd you find
out about Warwick?

He was released last week.

Our boy is back on the streets.

I thought they
gave him 20 years.

Come on, ed, it's
white collar crime.

It was commuted.

Plus, the boy's terminal.

He's got colon cancer.

That's enough to
piss anybody off.

Yeah, but I put
an apb out on him.

Well, let's hope
we find him first.

J.c.: Yep.

[Singer vocalizing]

- Tough day?
- J.C.: Baby,

I got some psycho
who's running around

sh**ting people

who set him up and
got him... Put him in jail,

and I got nothin' on him.

How was your day?

I had an enlightening day.

All right, enlightening?

What do you mean by that?

Meaning I took a test.

- And you passed?
- Mm-hmm.

Lemme guess.

You took a pregnancy test.

And?

I flunked.

They aren't a hundred
percent accurate yet.

Maybe I did it wrong.

Sandy, I don't understand it.

I mean, we used protection,

your diaphragm,

we used jelly, we used condoms.

How did this happen?

J.c.,

nothing is foolproof.

So, here we are.

[Exhales]

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Here we are.
- Hmm.

[Foreboding music playing]

[Silenced g*nsh*t]

Cooper: Winters was
shot with the same r*fle

and the same custom a*mo
that k*lled Colleen Brennan.

Do we have anything
on this weapon?

Well, it's gotta
be a custom r*fle.

The kind of piece you'd
use in competitions

or big game
hunting. Match grade.

All right, so assuming
Warwick's our man,

where would he get a
weapon that had been accurized

- to match grade quality?
- [Sighs] On the West Side?

I don't know. The
Koreans got popped,

so it's gotta be a guy
named, uh, siegfried wiegen.

He sells out of his
place in hell's kitchen.

[Knocks on door]

Oh, come in,
Mr. Warwick, come in.

I have it ready for you.

Let me just run a cloth over it.

Warwick: You did a great job
on the Remington, siegfried.

Practically zeroed itself.

Fired like a dream.

Thank you, very much.

I pride myself on my work.

Here is .45 acp,
as you asked for.

[Grunts; Neck cracks]

[Suspenseful music playing]

Eddie: Yo.

[Sighs] Damn.

Eddie: Guess what?

He's dead.

But it doesn't look
like he's been shot.

Eddie: Hasn't been
stabbed, either.

- More like a broken neck.
- Hmm.

Well, what do they say, uh,

arms dealers are
merchants of death?

Looks like Warwick helped
him reap what he sowed.

- [Scoffs]
- Better call the m.E.

[Upbeat music playing]

[Indistinct chatter;
Phones ringing]

Ricciarelli: Hey, guys, I
just got Andre Warwick

a.k.a. Andrew
gugliotti's service record.

And get this, the
guy is an ex-seal.

- No wonder he's such a bad a*s.
- Mmm. There's more.

He's an expl*sives expert,

and he taught urban
and psychological warfare.

And he's been jammed up before.

Let me guess. In the service?

Yep. Three of his guys
died in an expl*si*n

during an exercise
at camp Pendleton.

They tried to blame it on him,
but they didn't have enough

to court martial him,

so he took a dishonorable
discharge in '89.

And that's the same
year he shows up

at winslow &
Fairchild as Warwick, right?

- You got another tape?
- Yeah.

C.s.i. Found it in winters'
answering machine.

Listen to this.

Warwick: You ever
think about what you'd do

if it were your
last day on earth?

Think about it, Ted.

Think all about it.

Ricciarelli: Guy's a
real piece of work.

Winters lived in
the west village.

Why don't we take
a walk down there

and knock on a few doors
and see if anybody saw Warwick

or his car.

All right, bet.

But in the morning,
it's quittin' time.

All right, my brother.

- I'm out.
- All right.

[Dramatic music playing]

[Sighs]

Pink is positive?

Ooh, my god, just
like before. I knew it.

Oh, no. You know
what I've heard?

That, um, those things
aren't that accurate.

Like something about if you
eat too much sugar, or something.

Have you eaten too
much sugar today?

- Is that what you're hoping for?
- No. What?

I mean, come on, j.C.,
it's not the best timing,

but would having a baby
with me be all that bad?

No.

No, but you can't
sit here and tell me

that you're all
thrilled about this.

Okay, it's not
something that I planned,

but there's another part of me.

Maybe I'm ready to be pregnant.

So, uh...

What are we gonna do?

Why don't you just say it?

You want me to have an ab*rtion.

I'm just sayin'
that, look, Sandy,

we've got options here,

so why don't we
move slowly, and...

Would you rather have not had g?

[Sighs] Damn.

That's really unfair.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

Yeah, right.

Sandy: First
things first. I'll...

Have a real test

when I go to the
doctor's office tomorrow.

Yeah, all right.

Listen, um,

just tell me where and
when, and I'll be there, okay?

[K-ci &
Jojo's "love ballad"]

♪ I have never been ♪

♪ so much ♪

♪ in love ♪

♪ before ♪

♪ what a difference ♪

♪ how true love
made in my life ♪

♪ so nice... ♪

You okay?

Yeah, I'm all right.

So why'd you call?
Is, uh, is Sandy okay?

Yeah, she's fine.

- She's pregnant, but she's fine.
- She's pregnant?

Yo, is this something that
you, you know, planned?

You know, ed, I just thought

that I was smarter than
this, man, you know?

And here I am again.

Well, you know you got options.

J.c.: I know. But ab*rtion?

No, man, I feel guilty
just thinkin' about that.

That might sound stupid, but...

[Dry chuckle] Nah,
not in my family.

Remember, I got a
brother's who's a priest.

And when Carmen got her
divorce, that was a big deal.

ab*rtion? Please. We'd
have to go to the pope.

[Laughs]

[Sighs] I mean, you
know about my parents.

You know, my mother and
father, on and off again all the time,

and one day, he was just gone.

So when Chantal
got pregnant with g,

I vowed that I would
always be there for mine.

It's just that now,

I don't know how
to do it with two kids.

Look...

You know, I don't
know much about kids,

but I do know you.

And I know that
whatever jumps off,

you're gonna do the right thing,

for everybody.

Come on, man.

Eddie: Don't be embarrassed.

I told you to call, you called.

So what... what's goin' on?

This.

Warwick [sped up
voice]: Juanita, juanita.

My little Rose in
Spanish Harlem.

Do you think you're protected?

Do you, juanita?

There is no protection.

He's so damned sure of himself.

Juanita, don't
worry, it'll be fine.

[Phone ringing]

Answer it.

- [g*nshots]
- Eddie: Down!

Eddie: J.C., she was lucky.

We gotta find this guy.

J.c.: Well, maybe we
should go up to danbury.

Warwick just got out, right?

Maybe he talked to
one of his cellmates.

- That's all we got?
- Hey.

Benson: Okay, so
I'll talk to you guys,

and you talk to the
parole board, right?

Yeah, we'll tell 'em
you've been an angel.

Now, what about Andre Warwick?

[Scoffs] You mean
Mr. Personality?

Man, this guy gives
a whole new meaning

to the phrase "one-track mind."

I say to him, uh, "hey,
what about the Yankees?"

He says, "I'm
innocent. I was framed."

I say, "okay, well, uh,
how about Madonna?

What, you think
she's losin' it?"

"I'm innocent. I was framed."

[Scoffs] Man, lemme tell you,

that got tired after
about two weeks.

Did he ever mention
anything about payback?

Oh, yeah, every day. He said

those that testified
were gonna pay.

Well, did he ever
do anything about it?

Benson: He got a job
down at the prison library.

He spent most of his time
down there on the computer,

tryin' to figure out
who framed him.

Well, did he find out?

I'm not sure.

He stopped workin' down
there about four months

before he was to be released.

I remember one
thing he said, though.

He said, um, "those
fools think they've won.

"Maybe they've got the money.

But I've got friends, and
I've got their number."

[Sighs]

[Dramatic music playing]

[Knocks on door]

J.c.: Hey, what's up, baby?

Hey...

I'm real sorry about
the doctor's office.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I'm fine.

So what happened?

Sandy: I had some tests.

I should get the
results back tomorrow.

J.c.: Good.

You sure you're okay?

What if this is for real?

Then, um, we handle it.

Hmm, because I was thinkin'
about what you said before.

About timing.

It is bad.

I just started at
the mayor's office,

and we don't really know
where our relationship is going,

do we?

Well, um,

we do know that we
love each other, right?

Oh, that's nice to hear, j.C.,

but I don't really know
what you mean by that.

Because today, when I
was at the doctor's office,

I felt completely alone.

I'm sorry about
that, but, Sandy,

there's a nut running around
New York City sh**ting people.

I have work to do.

I'm sorry.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to keep your word.

[Dramatic music playing]

Cooper: So Warwick
doesn't have the money?

Way I figure it,
when he got caught

playing monopoly
with the pension funds,

somebody else
jacked the 10 million

- and pinned it on him.
- J.C.: He's also not the sucker

that he appears to be.

This guy is a k*ller

with a terminal disease,

so he's got nothin' to lose.

So if Warwick doesn't know

who's got it,

how does k*lling them all

- get him the money?
- It won't.

Like the man said,
this is payback.

Everybody who's been
whacked testified against him.

Fine. But I still have

one interesting
conundrum, gentlemen.

If somebody from the
office stole the money

and parked it in a bank
in the Cayman Islands,

what are they sticking
around for? To get shot?

Wait, remember what
Warwick said to Benson?

"I've got friends, and
I've got their number."

I mean, maybe he
found out the thief's

bank account number
in the Caymans.

Well, that makes sense.

Because if he had the
bank account number,

maybe he could
find some way to stop

the real thief from
accessing the money.

Wait, this doesn't make sense.

If he had the account number,

why didn't he take
out the money himself?

The pin number.

In order to access
a bank account

you need two things,
the account number

- and the pin number.
- Wait a minute.

Maybe Warwick had
one and not the other.

He couldn't get the money,

but neither could the
person that stole it.

Because the friend at the
bank is watching the account.

So they need each other.

And eventually
they've got to deal.

So now, who do we have living

that was involved?

We've got Fairchild,

Heather and juanita, right?

Cooper: And he just
tried to k*ll juanita,

so I think Heather and
Fairchild's our best bets.

- Let's check them out.
- Yep, yep.

Eddie: I'll check
back on Heather.

You check Fairchild.

[Upbeat music playing]

Prosecutor: Pending
complete discovery

and the primary
attention of an expert,

plaintiff cannot respond
to this interrogatory.

Notwithstanding,

the following
response is supplied.

Any actual expressed warranties

are in possession
of defend... Oh, yeah.

Yeah. I need this there by 7:00.

I'm not a messenger. My
name is detective Williams.

- What can I do for you?
- J.C.: I understand

you're the federal
prosecutor handling the, uh,

winslow-Fairchild investigation?

Yeah, but that's only the
insider trading part of it,

not the embezzlement.
You want Craig connolly.

No, I want your files
on Dennis Fairchild.

[Scoffs] Detective, I
don't think you know

what you're asking for.

This is an on-going
s.E.C. Investigation.

Those files contain
every bank deposit,

stock purchase and tax deduction

that man's made
in the last 10 years.

I'll handle it.

Okay...

Let's see. Yeah.

That'll get you started.

But I don't want those
records leavin' the building.

There's an office down
the hall you can use.

Thank you.

[Upbeat music playing]

Heather: You've been
sleeping with her, haven't you?

- Fairchild: You know I love you.
- Heather: Oh, look, Dennis.

We had a really
good thing going here,

and I can't believe you're
gonna screw it up now.

Fairchild: Okay. That's enough.

Keep your voice down.

Go to hell. Get out of my way.

[Indistinct chatter]

- Eddie: Hello, Mr. Fairchild.
- You'll have to hurry.

I have a 2:00 meeting.

J.c.: Well, you
might not make it

unless you can explain
where all those extra zeroes

came from in your portfolio.

I don't have to
explain anything.

And where did you get
access to my private finances?

That would be the
Attorney General.

And you still haven't
given us an explanation.

I don't care for
your tone, detective.

Well, maybe I should
speak very softly.

How'd you get the money, den?

I play poker, detective,

high stakes poker in
Atlantic city and I win.

- Satisfied?
- You take Heather with you?

I'm a happily married man.

And that is the kind
of false innuendo

that can cost you
both your badges.

Ooh, ed, not the badges.

No, you see, it's a lot
more than innuendo

when you and Heather
have spent every Friday

for the last two years
knockin' boots at, uh...

The Drake hotel. See...

We've been doin'
inquiries on you, man,

and you've got a lot more
enemies than you think.

Okay, so I gamble

and I'm not Mr. Brady. So what?

So we figured that you
want to marry Heather,

but if you get divorced,

your wife's gonna
get your whole pot.

Eddie: Well, then we
figured you ripped off the firm,

set up Warwick,
stashed the money

until you thought it was
copacetic to grab it and run.

Look, I'm telling you, I
play cards, and that's all.

He is not who you think he is.

He is a professional k*ller.

- You don't get it.
- Eddie: No, you don't get it.

The game is over. You're
gonna contact Warwick,

tell him you're gonna pay
him, we'll nail him, end of story.

Now, make the call.

I have a meeting
here in five minutes.

I suggest you two seek
professional counseling

for your delusions.
I'll show you out.

J.c.: We will be
back with a warrant.

I doubt it.

You went fishing,

and came up empty.

J.c.: I like fishing.

I got a fish story...

[Foreboding music playing]

[Dennis grunting]

And you bring me down here?

What is it with you two?

He's going to k*ll me next.

Oh, I doubt that very much.

Not as long as you
got Warwick's money.

Heather: Look,
that other detective,

ricciarelli, told me about
your stupid little theory.

But really, you
think I framed him?

Took the man's money? Come on.

Dennis told us
about your affair.

I slept with him.

I cared about him.

Eddie: I'm sure you did.

In fact, you cared
about him so much,

you wanted him to
leave his wife, right?

Yes, I did. So what?

The last time I checked,
there wasn't any law

- against bein' in love.
- Heather,

now, how exactly
did Warwick stop you

- from accessing that money?
- Heather: Oh, god.

Are you gonna start that again?

Listen, read my lips,

I loved Dennis,

- and that's all there is to it.
- J.C.: No, not quite.

See, we know that you
and Dennis had some static.

- What?
- Eddie: How did it go down?

You wanted to cut
Warwick out of the money,

but your boyfriend
Fairchild thought he could

out-maneuver him somehow.
Isn't that how it happened?

Look, if you must
know, it was personal.

We were fighting
about juanita's watch.

- The what?
- There was a bank reception

at the Harvard club last week,

and I had on this.

It's a gold rolex
that Dennis gave me.

When I got to the bar,
I saw that she had on

the exact same watch.

I mean, I couldn't believe it.

- Right in front of me.
- Wait.

Wait, you thought that
he bought juanita a watch?

A $10,000 watch.

And, yes, I did.

I mean, that's what
we were arguing about.

Well, where the hell would
she get that kind of money?

She was always batting
those latino eyes at him.

He had to be seeing her.

How could she afford
a watch like that?

J.c.: I hate to say this, ed,

but I think Heather's
telling the truth.

No way. She and Fairchild
had the best motives.

And besides, I spoke to
juanita. I talked to her last night.

Cooper: Heather
give you anything?

Eddie: There is no
way juanita did this.

She fought all her
life to get where she is.

Why would she jeopardize it?

Because maybe she's
tired of fightin', ed.

You told me yourself,
she says she feels

she doesn't belong there, right?

So she figures she
makes a big score,

then she doesn't have to
listen to these white men

- in suits anymore.
- See, that's bull.

You saw how she was when
Warwick shot at her, right?

Which explains the next problem.

- How come he missed?
- What, is he god?

- He missed. So what?
- Loo,

I say we should sweat juanita.

- No, it's all about Heather.
- All right, all right.

Hold it a minute.

Could anyone explain to
me why juanita's wearin'

a $10,000 watch?

No? See if she can.

Meanwhile, we're gonna
keep beatin' the bushes

for Warwick, all right?

[Sighs]

Eddie: It turns out Warwick
came back for money.

You've lost me.

I assumed he
stashed it somewhere.

J.c.: Somebody stashed it,

but it wasn't Warwick.

Whoever set him up did it.

We figure he's just
runnin' a little reign of terror.

You know, tryin' to
smoke out the real thief.

But the only people who are
left are Heather and myself.

[Scoffs]

You couldn't possibly think

that I have anything
to do with this?

I don't want to, juanita,
but there are still

- some unanswered questions.
- Well, like what?

J.c.: Like a $10,000 watch

that you had on
at the Harvard club.

[Sighs]

Well, tell us.

[Dramatic music playing]

Fairchild gave it to me.

We were sleeping together.

You know I don't want you
to think badly of me, Edward,

but I have needs myself.

People like you and me,

we've had to overcome so
much to get where we are.

You think that I would
jeopardize it all by stealing?

Yeah, but the problem is,
they both have good stories.

The only sin they
committed was they slept

- with the same creep.
- J.C.: Look,

we know it's got to
be one of them, right?

Warwick's gonna
flush out real soon,

- so we watch them both.
- And the one that doesn't

get k*lled is the real thief?

No, no, no, no.
We do the flushing.

Wait, what if Warwick
contacted them?

- They'll know his voice.
- No, he disguised it

every time he talked
to them, remember?

Listen, we use a voice
box, make a vague threat,

- see who bites.
- Yeah, we could do that.

Well, it's our only
card. Let's play it.

Hello.

J.c. [Altered voice]:
Greetings, juanita.

Today is judgment day.

Say goodnight.

What are you saying?

[Phone clicks; Dial tone]

Wait, wait, talk to me.

Warwick, don't hang up!

[Suspenseful music playing]

[Upbeat music playing]

Juanita: Hi. I hate to ask,

but can you help
me a second, please?

Sure.

Juanita: I have a very large
box in my closet I can't move.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah.

Juanita: It's right here.

- [Zaps]
- [Grunts]

My god, he just called! I
gotta be moved right now.

Relax, relax, you're
in no danger at all.

Trust me, just relax.

There's no problem.

J.c.: She did, huh?

All right. Well,
that settles it.

Sorry, ed.

Heather called? Tch.

- Damn.
- I better call the uni.

Hargrove, come in.

J.c. [Over comm]: Come
on, hargrove, come in.

- Hargrove!
- Hargrove!

- Eddie: You okay?
- [Grunts] I've been better.

- Eddie: What happened?
- Lady had a freakin' stun g*n.

All right, we're gonna get
you some help, all right?

All right.

Yo, she's headed for the park.

J.c.: She must be on
her way to meet Warwick.

Man...

J.c.: Yeah, 10-13 in
juanita telles' apartment.

[Suspenseful music playing]

Nice to see you again, juanita.

You've been a very clever girl.

You know, you made
one fatal mistake...

Placing all that stolen money

down in the island
trust in the Caymans.

See, I have a friend
down there, Pablo Chavez,

and he, uh, managed
to obtain the number

of your account for me.

Greedy little b*stard.

[Suspenseful music playing]

So we're at a
stalemate, senorita.

Unless you want
to go into business,

fly down to the Caymans,

take out the 10
million, split it,

say, uh, 50-50?

I don't see how I
can do that, Warwick.

Why not?

Simple math.

Fifty percent for me

and fifty percent for Pablo

for giving me the new number.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [Grunts]

[People clamoring]

Eddie: Juanita! Police!

- Agh!
- [g*n clatters on ground]

Oh, my god. Eddie!

Oh, my god.

Thank god you're here.

Warwick, he tried to k*ll me.

I got... i got in a lucky
shot, but is he dead?

Is he dead?

Yeah, he's dead.

Oh, my...

Eddie: You takin' a trip?

You can't do that.

Cayman Islands.
Very interesting.

I've had this vacation
planned for a month.

Look at the date.

Give it to me, please.

No, give it back to me, please.

You're under arrest.

- Come on.
- Arrest?

I k*ll a mass m*rder*r
in self-defense,

and you're arresting me?

Eddie, this is wrong.

Moss: I want my
client released at once.

Your client k*lled
a man, counselor.

Moss: In self-defense.

She shot a man who m*rder*d

three of her coworkers,

who tortured her
psychologically.

Counselor, she
stole $10 million.

Moss: Really?

Well, where is it, detective?

Unless I'm mistaken,
all you found was a ticket

to the Cayman Islands.

And last I checked,
taking a vacation

is not against the law.

Now, where is she?

- She's in lock-up.
- Ricciarelli: Lieutenant!

Ah, detective ricciarelli.

Ooh, looks like she's gonna
be there for quite some time.

We found this in... How
am I gonna say this?

In her person, if you will.

Eddie: Let's see a check for
a hundred thousand dollars,

written on island trust
bank in the Cayman Islands.

- A little vacation money?
- J.C.: And I bet you will find

the rest of that $10 million
dollars in that account.

That's why we like those
strip searches, counselor.

- Not even a goodbye?
- [Cooper laughs]

[Brownstone's "if you love me"]

♪ Yahoo-hoo ♪

[Knocking on door]

Hi.

Hola.

Listen, um, I just
want to say that

if you're still mad at
me, I don't blame you.

- I'm not, but...
- No, no, listen,

I'm gonna say this, see.

I don't want you
to have an ab*rtion.

And if you feel that you
want to have our child,

then I support you 100 percent.

Good.

Because it's official.

[Chuckles]

For real, for real?

- For real.
- Oh.

Oh-h*!

Well, you know,
uh, great, you know.

- J.c.: Man!
- Mmm!

Ooh, that's cool. Um...

G will be excited.

You know, he...
he's been beggin' me

for a brother or a sister.

And what about you?

Me?

I told you, i'm...

[Groans] I'm cool, you know.

I love g,

and I'm sure I'll
love this one, too.

So, what do you
have in there, huh?

- I don't...
- Hey, hey, what's in there?

No, stop. I don't
know, I don't know.

- What do you want?
- I want healthy.

Now, you know the
baby's gonna be cute,

'cause mom's Dukes is so fine,

and... well, papa
Duke... well, you know,

I'm not too shabby
myself, not too...

All babies are cute.

All babies are not cute,

'cause g was a ugly child.

I'm tellin' you, that boy
looked just like Frankenstein.

I'm serious. I had to keep
the child all covered up.

The first piece of
clothing I bought that boy

- was a mask...
- Stop!

I said, put it on your ugly face

'cause you're so ugly, you know?

- [Laughs]
- You are a riot.

I am sure this baby
is gonna be healthy

- and beautiful...
- Mm-hmm.

Just like momma.

[Brownstones' "if you
love me" continues]

♪ To act like you're mine ♪

♪ in the light and the dark ♪

- ♪ if you love me ♪
- ♪ say it ♪

- ♪ if you trust me ♪
- ♪ do it ♪

- ♪ if you want me ♪
- ♪ show it ♪

♪ if you need me... ♪

♪ What a difference ♪

♪ how true love's
made in my life ♪

♪ so nice ♪

♪ and so right ♪

♪ loving you ♪

♪ gave me something new ♪

♪ that I never felt ♪

♪ never dreamed of ♪

♪ something strange ♪

♪ no, it's not ♪

♪ the feeling I've had before ♪

♪ whoa, oh, it's much, much ♪

♪ more ♪

♪ love... ♪

[Wolf howls]