03x09 - Without Mercy

[bunniefuu]

-[Narrator] Previously
on New York undercover.

-I don't want to be
like one of those people

with their bones sticking out.

I don't want that to be the
last thing you remember me by.

-What makes you think

that it is okay for you
to run in those streets?

-[Woman] You have
to explore dealing with

Gregory's behavior.

My recommendation

is family therapy
for six sessions.

-Your father's in the hospital.

- We couldn't resuscitate him.

The guy still had
the needle in his arm.

- Why did you do this?

Why did you do this?

[Slow bass guitar riff]

- ♪ A man we passed

♪ just tried to stare me down

♪ and when I looked at you

♪ you looked at the ground

♪ I don't know who he is

♪ but I think that you do

♪ dag... dag gummit

♪ who is he and
what is he to you? ♪

♪ There's something
in my heart ♪

♪ and in your eyes

♪ that tells me he's not
someone just passing by ♪

♪ and when you
cleared your throat ♪

♪ was that your cue?

♪ Dag gummit

♪ who is he and
what is he to you? ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me ♪

♪ tell me, who is he?

♪ You got to let me know

♪ who is he and
what is he to you? ♪

♪ You got to let me know

♪ you treat me like some fool

♪ who is he and
what is he to you? ♪

♪ All up in my face

♪ who is he? ♪

♪ I never know how...

[Theme music]

- Morning, detectives.

-Another day off for wong.

What do we got, Joe?

-Drink didn't agree with him.

I'd say poison,

but I won't know until
I get back at the lab.

That's his wife over there.

-Thanks, man.

Mrs. Groom,

I'm detective Williams.

This is my partner,
detective torres.

-How do you do?

- We're sorry about your loss.
- Thank you.

-We'll need to take the
body down for examination.

-I understand.

I found him here this morning.

-Do you have any
idea what happened?

-You mean, did
he poison himself?

I don't know.

I guess it's possible.

-Do you know of anyone

who would have
wanted to hurt him?

-No. But then, there
was a lot I didn't know.

-You said you found
him here this morning.

Weren't you here last night?

-We had a fight.

I threw my ring at him

and checked into a hotel.

- Fought about what?
- The usual.

He'd been having an affair.

I thought it was over.

-And then you
found out it wasn't.

-I discovered

that it had been with a man,

and Adrian had just learned
that he had full-blown A*DS.

-[McNamara] Out of
the way! Police! Hey!

-Why the hell you
sweatin' me, man?

I don't even know you.

-Yeah, well, then,
why you running?

What do you got here, sunshine?

What's this?

-No, c'mon, I need that.

-Not until you tell me
what I need to know.

Five years ago, a cop
named McNamara was k*lled.

Witness reports said you saw it.

-No, I didn't see nothing.

-You want to go
downtown and talk about it?

-I can't talk about it, man.

-I lock you up
without this stuff

you'll get real
sick, you know that.

-This ain't fair. I had a deal.

-Deal? What kind of deal?

-I signed a piece of paper

and my possession
beef goes away.

-What about the m*rder?

-I wasn't even there.

-Who gave you the deal?

-A cop.

- Don't you lie to me!
- I'm not lying.

It was a detective in a suit.

An Irish guy.

I'm not lying.

-[O'byrne] The higher
the conviction ratio

the less pressure on the brass.

Everybody's checking efficiency.

-Everybody's covering
their asses, Arthur.

What are you going
to do check our pencils

and paper clips next?

-Yeah, probably next week.

-It's a long way from
the street, isn't it?

-The streets are way
too dangerous these days.

-Yeah, I miss that sometimes.

-[Moreno] Hey, you
don't want to sign?

Fine. Sit down.

-Okay, okay, I'll sign.

Just take off the cuffs.

-Hey!

- [Thud]
- [Grunts]

-Get up.

Sorry about that, captain.

-It's okay.

It's always nice to
keep your hand in

so to speak.

-Can you get some ice
for the captain, please?

-Thank you, lieutenant.

-No. Thank you.

-[Williams÷} The Vic's
name was Adrian groom.

O.d.'d off of oxycodone,
the pain k*ller.

-Prescription?

-Didn't find one.

But he took enough of that stuff

to k*ll five people.

He had enough bourbon

to keep him drunk for a week.

-Anything else?

-Matchbook from a bar

and a clinic appointment card.

-[Torres] Guy found
out he had A*DS.

Wife left him.

Probably took the easy way
out and tried to off himself.

-The thing is, we didn't
find the bottle on him

or in his crib.

-So he tossed it
before he got home.

-What kind of sense
does that make?

-The guy was dying.
It don't make sense.

-Look, j.C., give
us a minute, please.

-No problem.

-This might not be
the case for you, Eddie.

-Well maybe there isn't a case.

-Well maybe there isn't,

but until we know
for sure, we proceed.

-Your call.

-What happened with your father

must still be
pretty raw for you.

We have another
case you could work on.

It's no problem.

-You don't have to do that.

-I know I don't
have to do that, but...

-look, I appreciate
the offer, all right?

But drugs and suicide
are part of the job.

-You sure?

Then let's take a
look at groom's wife.

She sounds like one angry woman.

-[Torres] I know this
must be hard, but...

-There's no need to
apologize, detective.

I was surprised you didn't
haul me in this morning.

-Why is that?

-Motive... opportunity.

-Did you poison your husband?

-[Chuckles] That
was one scenario.

I also shot him, castrated him,

and electrocuted
him in the bathtub.

Lying awake in that hotel room

I did a lot of things to him.

Didn't get much sleep, either.

-Why did you come
home this morning?

-Get some clothes.

Talk to him maybe.

-Do you have receipts
for last night, witnesses?

I was at the regent hotel.

Room service dinner,
two cable movies.

Phone call to my
sister in poughkeepsie.

I guess I still could have
sneaked out and done it though.

-Do you have any idea who might
have wanted your husband dead?

-How the hell should I know?

He led a secret life.

And now I've got to sit around

and wait for the
results of my A*DS test.

That's what else
I did this morning.

I mean, can you imagine?

Do you have any idea

what kind of time
b*mb I'm sitting on?

-I've been treating Adrian groom

for six months.

He was a good man.
Had a lot to offer.

-Anything to indicate suicide?

-He certainly wasn't
a bubbly personality.

He took the news
hard, but everyone does.

-So you're saying...

-I'm saying I'm not a
mind reader, detective.

With enough stress

anybody's capable of anything.

-Let me ask you something.

In your professional opinion

do you think that this
was a little premature

for an A*DS patient?

-Absolutely.

He was still strong.

With the new drugs,
there's much more hope

if you're a hopeful person.

-What about m*rder?

Do you think anybody
wanted to hurt him or k*ll him?

-No one I know.

Look, he was a nice guy.

But I imagine his
wife wasn't very happy.

And there may have
been other lovers.

-Well, we'll find out.

Thanks for your time, doc.

-Yeah.

-So when do you
start family therapy?

-Mañana.

Trust me, not by my choice.

-You know you gotta go there
with a positive attitude, man.

-I got a positive attitude, man.
It's just g I'm worried about.

I tell you, I'll be there for
mine. Not like my pops.

-I wonder what it would be like

if me and my father
went there, you know.

Would it have changed anything.

-I don't know.

After you, ma'am.

-Don't hate me cuz
I'm beautiful, baby.

-[Man] I can't
believe Adrian's dead.

-[Williams] How long did
you know him, Mr. Belaflores?

-Is that a trick question?

-[Williams] Excuse me?

-Look, let's not beat
around the bush, detective.

You want to know if
Adrian and I were lovers.

-Well, actually we found
this matchbook in his coat.

But now that you
mention it, yeah.

-Well, the answer is yes.

Me and him were lovers.

-But not lately?

-No. He broke it
off six months ago.

-So tell me, he
have any enemies?

Anybody who wanted to k*ll him?

-Not that I know of.

-What about suicide?

-Not a chance.

-[Williams] You
sound awfully sure.

-I am awfully sure.

Adrian was afraid of death

and dying alone was the
thing that he feared most.

He would have never
done that to himself.

-How the hell would he know

what the guy would do, you know?

-Well, he did say
they were close, right?

-I was close with my pops

and I didn't know.

-[Williams] So you're telling me

that we have
duplicate deaths here?

-[Moreno] The computer
seems to think so.

I ran groom's file
and got this back.


the homicide angle.

-Charles Anderson,
male, 32, full-blown A*DS.

Oxycodone o.D.

-And he and groom
were both regulars

at the same A*DS clinic.

-That's funny.

Dr. Berger never mentioned him.

-Anything else in the file?

-Just that Henderson had
a depressive personality.

-Okay, so we got

two deaths at the same clinic.

That could be a coincidence.

-Yeah, or it could
be a serial k*ller.

We need to check
out everyone there.

-Where are you going?

-I got to talk to Cooper.

[Slow tempo bass beat]

-[Man] My old man
returned another

unopened letter yesterday.

"Return to sender"
on the envelope.

He calls me a closet queen.

He doesn't believe
I got this way

by having unprotected sex

with every lady I
could score with.

I'm going to write that old
b*stard twice tomorrow.

-All right, judd.

Infect everybody with
that positive attitude.

And now, let's greet our
new member, shall we?

Please tell us your name
and why you're here.

Don't be shy.

-My name is Ricky lugo.

I'm a junkie.

I'm here because
I'm dying of A*DS.

At the edge of the barrel,

you know, ready to cap myself.

-We try to go easy
on the negativity here.

-It's okay, judd.

-I thought we were
supposed to be able

to express our feelings.

-Absolutely. That's
what this is about.

-You know, there's no need
to drag everybody down.

-Oh, you want me to lie?
Tell you how thrilled I am

to be able to die like this?

Are you?
- You know, I'm trying to fight.

-And you're gonna lose.

Just like everybody
here, you're going to die!

-This is not what
this place is about!

If he wants to give up,

let him do it someplace else.

-Fine with me. I
didn't ask to be here.

-[Woman] Listen,
Ricky, everybody here

is trying to find a way

to live with this.

-If you got enough
heart to walk in here

then you should
have enough to fight.

Now, if you're not
strong enough to do that

you dead already.

-You know what, the
power of positive thinking

never cured anybody.

-Neither did
whining like a b*tch.

-Hey! Chill out, guys!

- Come on! Come on!
- Hey! Easy!

Hey, you guys take it easy!

It's okay.

-[Woman 2] Let's
start by answering

a simple question:

What do you hope
to accomplish here?

Chantal?

-Well, I guess I'm interested

in what's going on
between g and his father,

you know, because...

-Because, when he
was living with you

he never went
through this, right?

- Oh, I didn't say that.
- Yeah, but you were about to.

- You don't agree, Mr. Williams?
- Absolutely not.

Now, I know that

I might have something to do

with the way my
son has been acting.

I know it's not everything.

-J.c., nobody is blaming you.

-Well I hope not.

Because you, my man, look at me.

You are the one that
has been ditching school

running around the
streets with these clowns,

disrespecting everybody.

- Sounds frustrating.
- It is.

You know, I've
always had his respect.

Now, for some reason

I don't have it now,
and I don't know why.

-Gregory?

-Well, I have a mind of my
own, and I can think for myself.

He's treating me like a kid.

-I treat you like my
son, okay? Not my equal.

-I'm almost a man, dad.

- "Almost a man."

Well, you are not a man, okay?

You don't know
what that means yet.

-Oh, and you do, huh?

-You see what I mean?

-Come on, dad.

You threw me into a door.

Is that being a man?

[Siren blaring]

-When Dr. Koslow referred you

he didn't say you
were a troublemaker.

-Yeah, well, dawes
got in my face, that's all.

-He works real
hard to stay positive.

Yeah, Mr. Sunshine, right?

I don't get it. Why bother?

-Because things
are getting better.

Better treatment, better drugs.

People can live
productive lives.

-Yeah? Then what
about all these people

stockpiling drugs so that
they can k*ll themselves?

With doctors helping out, too.

-We don't do that
here, Mr. Lugo.

It's just for when people
are very near the end.

Death with dignity,
friends around.

Like pulling the
plug on life support.

-Did dawes get into it
like that with everyone?

-Everyone who's negative.

It's like a moral crusade.

-Hmm.

-We just need to ask
you a few more questions.

-I can't believe
how stupid I was.

I thought he was seeing
another woman, not a man.

-Don't beat yourself
up, Mrs. Groom.

He lied to you.

You're not a psychic.

-Still, I should have
seen something.

-Does the name
"Hector belaflores"

mean anything to you?

-No.

Is that the b*stard
he was sleeping with?

-For a time, yeah.

-Until Adrian cut
him off you mean.

That was our deal we made.

He had to end the
affair, or I was gone.

- And you're sure that he did?
- Absolutely.

Our phone rang

in the middle of
the night for weeks.

I'd answer, and Hector, I
suppose, would hang up.

I think his little friend was
having withdrawal pains.

-Stick 'em up!

-Hey, Tommy! Been a while.

-A few years.

It's good to see you, Harry.

-Still got your old man's grip.

-Yeah, well, you know.

-So what's up, kid?

-Well, I been looking
into dad's m*rder.

I couldn't let it go.

-Why do you want to do that?

-Because the
k*ller's still out there

and I heard your
report was fake.

-From who?

-The witness, Raymond verducci.

-He's dirt, a junkie.

That statement was the
only truth he ever said.

-He said he wasn't
even there, Harry.

I want to know what's going on.

-Jake was my partner.

He died the way my report said.

-Then why is this
guy saying different?

-I don't know, Tommy.

He's a liar, a crook.

Hey, let it go.

Don't drive yourself nuts.

-Come on, Harry.

It's me you're talking to.

You got nothing else to tell me?

-No.

-Okay, Harry.

But I'm staying on it.

-I started sh**ting
dope when I was 16.

-Did you have any
aspirations, Ricky?

-Oh, yeah. I wanted to
be John Coltrane, right?

Till I sold my sax
for some dope.

Then I k*lled myself
sharing a dirty needle.

-You still have
a long way to go.

Your story could help others.

-Take me, for instance.

I speak to school-kids
about using condoms.

I'm a poster boy for what
happens when you don't.

Give me a second.

I forgot to get a bag of tokens.

-So why do you do this, huh?

-My daughter got the virus from
a transfusion several years ago.

-I'm sorry.

-The more that I
learned about the disease

the more that I wanted to help.

-So is she still, uh...?

-She died.

-I don't know how you guys cope.

I don't know how any of you do.

Reality is like a b*tch.

-There's all kinds
of realities, Ricky.

-Belaflores was making
these people's lives hell.

He would call them
up to five times a night

and then he'd hang up.

-That makes him
obsessive and a bad loser

not a m*rder*r.

-Yeah. But it also
gives him great motive.

-For groom's m*rder, yeah.

-Maybe for Charles
Henderson's, too.

-What, were they lovers, too?

-Don't know, but Henderson

was a heavy boozer.

It got worse after
he caught the virus.

-So, where you going
with this, Tommy?

-Well he liked the bar scene

and his favorite
place was belaflores.

-Pick him up.

-Already did.

-This is crazy.

Because I knew two
men, I'm a m*rder*r?

Is that what you're saying?

-We're not saying anything.

We're just asking questions.

-I... I had no reason
to k*ll anybody.

Adrian was my friend.

I loved him.

-Just like you loved
Charles Henderson.

You remember him?

-I barely knew Charlie.

-Oh, a one-night stand.

-No. I don't have
one-night stands.

-Then he was your lover.

Before groom.

-Look, he was a drunk

who came into the bar
and told good stories.

I never saw him outside the bar.

-So you're sure he didn't
break it off with you first?

Just like groom.

-This is ludicrous!

-I mean, come on,
that must have hurt.

I mean, being lied
to like that. Damn.

-What are you trying
to say, detective?

-See, now...

I see you get the picture.

-I'm not saying another
word without a lawyer.

-Hey, mind if I join you?

-Depends.

I don't need any
negativity right now.

-I ain't trying to
bring nobody down.

I just need your
help, that's all.

-For what?

-You know, i'm, uh...
I'm scared, you know?

I can't help it.

I don't want to live like this.

-We're all scared.

-Yeah.

Yeah, well, uh...

I wonder if you know somebody.

You know, like... uh...

One of them Kevorkian types?

You know, could fix me up?

-You're poison, man.

You bring it around me again

then we going to
finish what we started.

-[O'byrne] Come
on, will you just

sign it, please?

-Come on. Don't you think
it's just a little bit juvenile?

-You bring out
the juvenile in me.

-Oh, I do, huh?

I haven't done this
since high school.

-It's been about that long
since I broke my hand fighting.

- Does it hurt real bad?
- Not really.

Right now, it feels great.

-Oh, yeah?

-I haven't had
much t.L.C. Lately.

-That's too bad.

-Yeah, it is, isn't it?

-[Cooper grunts]

-Sorry.

-I got to go.

You got to go.

-Listen, we could...

-No, we can't.

You got to go now.

[Melancholic music]

-Five minutes, Eddie,

another five minutes
and we would've lost you.

-Dr. Berger said that
if those other patients

didn't find you, my man,
you would've been dead.

-Somebody slipped
oxycodone into my coffee.

It could have been anyone.

There must have been 20 people
coming in and out of that place.

-McNamara's on
that, and I'll follow up.

Listen, I'll do
background checks

on everybody up in
here if I have to, all right?

My man.

-You going to be okay?

-[Groans] Yeah... If I
stop eating and drinking.

-Well, maybe this
should be the end of it.

-To what? The clinic?

-It's too dangerous, Eddie.
Get lieu to pull you out.

-Oh, you want me to quit?

-Not in the same way
you wanted me to quit.

I want you to be smart.
There's a difference.

-Look, someone in
there is on a mission.

They still don't
know that I'm a cop.

-We can shut the place down.

-Yeah, and then they're
going to move to another place.

-You know, the
funny thing is, doctor,

folks just seem to
o.D. All over your place.

-No one's ever
o.D.'D in that clinic.

That's a gross exaggeration.

-Bull.

-I had nothing to do
with what happened.

-How many times
do I have to say that?

-You had access
to the medication

that somebody put in his drink.

-It could have come
from outside the clinic.

Check my inventories.

You'll find no discrepancies.

-C'mon, you could have
brought it in from the outside.

-The janitor could
have brought it in!

-Hey, watch it!

-For god's sakes, man

I am trying to
help these people.

- "These people"?

Now, why... why is that?

-So this disease won't turn
into the next bubonic plague

and so they don't
feel so totally isolated.

-You sure you're not an
angel of death, doctor?

Huh?

Now, you wait here.

[Sighing]

-We're going to
have to kick him.

-Yeah, I know.

All opportunity and no motive.

-[McNamara] Same as
belaflores, only in reverse.

-[Cooper] Do we have
anything on anyone else?

-Everyone in the
clinic had opportunity.

The coffee cups
were out in the open.

[Phone rings]

-Cooper.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Tommy, your brother's here.

-Fat boy, what's this about

checking up on little brother?

-You're a big boy, Tommy.

No need to check up on you...

At least, I hope not, huh?

-Ah... Harry Bennett
called you, right?

-You know, that
was dad's partner.

You hurt his feelings.

-C'mon, Jake, I just wanted
to find out what happened.

I mean, don't you want to know?

He was your father, too.

-Yeah and he died a
hero. We'll leave it at that.

Why, Jake? What is it
that you're not telling me?

-I don't know nothing.

But if you dig into this,

you'll get ma riled
up all over again.

You want that?

-I just want the truth.

-Look, the case was never solved

and better detectives
than you tried to solve it.

Leave it alone.

-I can't.

I can't do that.

-You just be careful,
then, all right?

-[Man] There you go.

-Drinking it straight today

or are you going
to sweeten it again?

-What are you talking about?

-Everybody's talking like
you had a medication mix-up

but I know the truth.

-Oh, yeah? What truth is that?

-I want to help you with this.

-Do you really think I
tried to poison myself?

-I tried it too,

after my family disowned me.

A big bottle of aspirin.

-[Sighing]

Yeah, and..?

-That strange thing called
the life-force took over.

I dialed 911 and got
my stomach pumped

and here I am.

-Okay, mom, I hear you.

This is it?

This is everything?

-Your father never brought
his work home with him.

Those paper in that
trunk? That's all I ever saw.

Why are you doing this, Tommy?

-The m*rder's still open, mom.

-Well, what do
you expect to find?

-I don't know.

-Tommy, if I ask you

to stop all this, for me,

would you do it?

-Why, mom?

-Because it

can only bring trouble.

Please.

-I wish I could, but...

Something about dad's m*rder
always seemed wrong to me.

I got to find out why.

Do you know what this is?

-No, I don't know.

-All right, I got to split.

We still on for dinner Sunday?

-Yeah, sure, baby.

-All right.

-Mm-hmm. Good-bye, darling.

- Good seeing you. Take care.
- Yeah.

-I'm not saying that anything's
wrong with woodbridge.

-Then, g, what's the problem?

-Me, I guess.

-[Williams] What is
that supposed to mean?

-I just don't like it anymore.

All the white kids
talking about going

on their little trips
with their parents.

Things like that.

-But some of their
parents are divorced, too.

- You're not.
- Same difference.

-It's not the same.

- You sound angry, g.
- Wouldn't you be?

-We're talking about you.

-Come on, g,
please, spit it out.

-Why couldn't y'all get married?

-Well, because...

Um...

We didn't really know
each other that well.

-I don't think we were ready

for that.

-But you were
ready to have a baby.

-Maybe not.

-G, we have always

been there for you
because we made a pact.

-Why wasn't I important enough

for you to get married
like normal people?

-[Sighing]

-[Dawes] So what
were you feeling?

-What were you
feeling when you tried it?

-Loneliness...

I'd reached out for my family
and had been turned away.

Even my friends didn't
think I was telling the truth.

-So what keeps you going on?

-The group.

Knowing there still
might be a breakthrough.

Hmph. You can't
stop enjoying life.

-Yeah, I hear that, but, uh...

I mean, you just
going to ride it out

till the bitter end?

-Unless it gets too bitter.

Unless there's
absolutely no hope.

I don't want a machine
breathing for me.

I'm not even going out like
that, know what I'm saying?

-Well, who's going to
make that decision for you?

-Hopefully a friend.

Hey... Jane!

-Guess who.

Your dad.

-[Laughing]

-There you go.

[g*nshots]

[Engine racing]

[g*nshots]

[Tires screeching]

-Captain, you...
You got a minute?

-Uh, yeah, Tommy.

Sure. What's up?

-Well, it's about my father.

Um, I been checking around

looking into things, and,
uh... I found some money.

It's got to be dirty

and then somebody
took a shot at me

which I'm sure was a warning.

-Yeah?

- "Yeah?" that's
all you got to say?

-Well, I could tell
you to leave it alone.

-You and everybody else.

-The night it
happened, he called me,

said he was in trouble.

Needed some help.

By the time I got there,
he was... he was dead.

-That's it?

-I'm telling you, Tommy,

I checked it out.

Nothing but stone walls.

-Yeah, but something
was going on.

Right?

-[Sighs]

I think you already
got your answer to that.

-Need some help?

[Funky music]

- ♪ Mm

♪ oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

♪ oh, baby

♪ ooh

♪ I never really knew ♪

♪ I had it this bad ♪

♪ but I do and I
should say that ♪

♪ I will never, ever leave you ♪

♪ just as long as
you keep it goin' on ♪

♪ you make me shiver

♪ you make me weak

♪ you make it so
good sometimes ♪

♪ I just can't speak

♪ don't take this lightly

♪ I'm in a daze

♪ infatuated, baby

♪ truly amazed

♪ mm-hmm ♪

♪ yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I never really knew ♪

♪ I had it this bad ♪

♪ but I do and I
should say that ♪

♪ I will never, ever leave you ♪

♪ just as long as
you keep it goin' on ♪

♪ and like that ♪

♪ I never really knew ♪

♪ I had it this bad ♪

♪ but I do and I
should say that ♪

♪ I will never, ever leave you ♪

♪ just as long as
you keep it goin' on ♪

♪ and like that ♪

♪ never, never leave you alone

♪ 'cause I got it so bad...

-I'm sorry, judd.

I thought that it
would be better news.

-I mean, why'd he even bother?

Just had to tell me again
what a piece of crap I am.

-[Torres] He's ignorant

that's all.

-Yeah, he's ignorant.

I wanted to be just like him.

Look where it got me.

-What he said in that letter...

I mean, that's not
about you, man.

-Every child

wants to be loved by his parents

and when you're not...

It drives you crazy.

-I was going to k*ll him.

He gave Adrian that bug,
and now I've got it, too.

Great week for news, huh?

What's the matter, scum?

Afraid he'd tell on
you, and poisoned him.

-You're crazy.

-You couldn't handle
being jilted, could you.

- That's not true.
- I found some of

your pathetic letters.

Who else have you
infected in the meantime?

-No one. Look, I loved Adrian.

- Yeah, so did I.
- Mrs. Groom, please.

-It's so... unfair!

How come you're not dying?!

-I probably will be.

-Mrs. Groom, please, let's go.

-Soon enough.

-Now, listen to me.

If this is the man who
m*rder*d your husband

we will get him.

Okay?

Now, you have my word.

Please get her out of here.

[Sighs]

-So what's going
to happen to her?

-That depends if you want
to press charges or not.

-How could I?

-Is it true what you said
about the other lovers?

-I loved Adrian.

I'm not promiscuous.

-Yeah,

but you're not sick, are you?

-I'm h.I.V. Positive.

I might not look sick, but I am.

One day, I'll look
just like Adrian.

Look, for what it's worth

I could never have poisoned him.

-For what it's worth,
I do believe you.

-Come on. I'm the
downer, remember?

-Leave it alone, Ricky.

-Let's get a group together.

Talk it out, play some
cards, bro. Come on.

-I just want to be left alone.

-Don't let him do
this to you, man.

-Another day, maybe.

I can't do it anymore.

Fight for myself and
everybody else, too.

It's too hard.

-Sometimes it is.

-You know, I wish

I could rip my dad's lungs out.

-He's ignorant, judd.

-You know, two years ago,
I'd have ripped him apart.

I'm sorry.

Guess my sunny disposition
was just a big sham.

-Judd...

-Maybe I am better off dead.

-You don't really mean that.

-I do.

I mean, I've been
hoping that one day

I'm going to wake up and
be the man I used to be.

It's just a pipe dream.

I just keep getting weaker

and weaker.

-You need to lie down
and relax for a while.

Here.

Take these.

-All right?

I'll keep this, you take that

there's your pen.

-We need to talk.

-Do we?

-I mean, can we?

-You want to go into my office

and close the door?

Sorry, captain,
I don't think so.

-All right. Have it your way.

I wasn't going to
take long in any case.

What I did yesterday

was extremely irresponsible.

Under the right circumstances

it could have cost
us both our shields.

But it didn't happen
without a reason.

It was something

that we had been building
up to, the two of us.

Together.

-And if we have

what are we going
to do about it?

-We sit down and talk.

Tonight, maybe.

Just let me know the...

Disposition of that thing.

-Yes, sir.

Williams. What's up?

-Yes. Jane Simmons,
the A*DS counselor.

-What, the one whose
daughter died of A*DS?

-Except that wasn't
the cause of death.

She o.D.'D on
prescription medicine

and the m.E.
Ruled it an accident.

-Really?

Pick her up.

Oh, and call torres

and, uh, tell him to
keep an eye out, alright.

-Yeah, I hear you.

I'll try to do that.

Have you seen Jane around?

-Um-um.

Geez.

Hey!

Someone call a doctor!

How's he doing, doc?
- Touch and go.

The oxycodone was bad enough

but judd is weak.

He might not make it.

-All right, so we know
that Jane Simmons

must have given it
to him, right? Why?

-I have no idea.

Aside from the pain she
felt about her daughter.

The child suffered terribly.

Well, did Simmons
ever talk about it?

-She spent every day for
months at the cemetery.

Then decided work
was an antidote.

-Yeah, until somebody starts
to suffer or get depressed.

-Jane went through hell. It
pushed her over the edge.

-Okay, so we know
she didn't go home.

Do you have any
idea where she is?

-Who knows?

-Thanks. Let's get
out of here, man.

[Dramatic music]

[Car door slams]

-Mommy's coming, baby.

Don't cry.

Mommy's coming right away.

-It's all over, Jane.

Let's go.

-You can't imagine
what it's like... [sobbing]

Watching your child die.

Seeing her disintegrate
right before your eyes...

Day after day after day...

[Simmons gasps]

She was too afraid to fight.

-Like Adrian groom
and Charles Henderson.

-And you, Ricky.

And judd.

I had to help you.

I had to!

-Call 911!

-On it.

[Sultry pop song playing]

- ♪ Yeah

♪ you say you like to travel

♪ but you don't
even have a ride ♪

♪ you say you like
walking around ♪

♪ but your shoes won't fit

♪ yeah

♪ I like certain people

♪ with wise words to give

♪ I'm walking
down onto the pier ♪

♪ to talk to the voice I hear

♪ said I'll be leaving

♪ I'm looking for
my wings in the sky ♪

♪ the journey's long over

♪ and my body's tired...

-I should have known
we'd end up here.

Your home turf.

-Well, a woman's
a lot less likely

to get taken advantage of

with a few friendly
faces around.

-I didn't come here to take
advantage of you, Virginia.

Well, I don't know
if I trust myself

alone in a room
with you, Arthur,

and we're less likely to
do something stupid here.

-But this isn't stupid.

You know that.

-I have my kids and my
husband waiting at home for me.

-Not a very attentive
husband, from what you tell me.

-No, he's not.

But this is dangerous.

-I'm ready for another drink.

Now, we could have it here...

Or I could get my coat.

-I think you should
get your coat.

-♪ Ah ♪

♪ said I'll be on my way

♪ I'm leaving

♪ said I'll be leaving ♪

♪ say when the
journey's over, yeah ♪

♪ take to the sky ♪

♪ the journey's long over ♪

♪ I'm really, really,
really, really ready... ♪

-Eddie.

Why are you doing
this to yourself?

-Because he has nobody else.

-No family?

-Everybody's told
him to give up.

Even Simmons before she died.

I mean, he's the one

who tried to change my attitude

and he's the one
who's really dying.

-Sounds like he
was a real fighter.

-He's a fighter.

I mean, he's fighting right now

just to keep those
machines from living for him.

-Just like your dad.

-Yeah.

-Well, what if the
machines take over?

-He wants somebody
to pull the plug.

A friend.

-You?

Eddie, could you do that?

Is it right?

-I don't know what's
right anymore.

I mean, I used to think I did

but I don't.

Maybe it's just
being there for him,

giving him whatever he needs

no matter what.

But right now, I'm
not going to bet

against him.

- ♪ The journey's long over

♪ and the body's
tired I said I so tired ♪

♪ so when I leaving

♪ I'll make sure I
tell you good-bye ♪

♪ I know somebody
really loves me ♪

♪ but I got to be leaving ♪

♪ say it again

♪ I said I'll be leaving ♪

♪ leaving, yeah

♪ I've found my way
and I'm gonna fly away ♪

♪ this poor soul is
long, long gone ♪

♪ so when I'm leaving ♪

♪ I know

♪ my journey's long ♪

♪ so I'm gonna fly away ♪

♪ say it again

♪ say it again

♪ I said I'll be leaving ♪

♪ I can remember when
I was a child, yeah... ♪

[Wolf howling]