04x10 - Sign o' the Times

[bunniefuu]

Previously, on New
York undercover...

Uh, uh, uh, uh.

This must be an especially
sweet moment for you.

That girl is 16 years old.

Is there a problem with that?

I think g's growing up...
Maybe faster than you want.

And don't you evergo near Gina.

Is that clear?

He did that to you?

Frankie hits you?

I loved it!

To finally

moving on with our lives.

♪ Hip

♪ hop...

[House music playing]

Yo, you're Ricky, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, you was
here last week, right?

They call me punch.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Yo, you scored me and my
girl some of that primo "x."

Where is she?

Ah, she's off
with her girlfriend

looking in the mirror or
whatever they do in there.

You rolling?

Naw, man.

I'm still waiting to score.

I got two hits.

Yo, ecstasy?

Check it out.

Let's go.

Yo, what the hell was that?

What?

What's wrong?

I got a... I got a sharp
pain in my stomach, man.

Yo, I think I'm going to puke.

Yo, you can't puke in here, man.

Let's go. Follow me.

[Gagging]

Yo.

That damn burger I
ate must have been raw.

What does it feel like?

It feels like my damn
insides are ripping apart.

I think I need a doctor.

[Gagging and groaning]

Go... go call 911, please.

[Shuddering]

I'm dying!

Help me!

[Groaning]

[Groaning continues]

Boy...

Hey, dad, I'm home.

G...

J.c., wake up.

What's up, baby?

J.c., wake up.

[Williams] What's happening?

G's here.

What? What?

[Footsteps running]

Looks like you've got
some explaining to do.

[Sighs]

♪♪

Okay, everybody, let's go.

We've got lots of work to do.

Like to introduce you
to a friend of mine,

special agent Lana Brooks,
behavioral science specialist.

I've called her here to
help us out with this case.

[Stone] What case?

[Brooks] Todd "liquid" barris...

Thank you.

Adam byers...

Christopher "X-ray"
Lewis and all...

Found over the past month
dead, near where a rave party

had taken place
the night before.

Um... "Rave" party?

Serial m*rder?

Yeah. Ricky huntington,

victim number seven
found yesterday morning.

At first the deaths were
thought to be overdoses

since ecstasy was found
in the post-mortem screens.

[Moreno] Aren't o.D.S
common at raves?

Well, that's why we
had such a hard time

trying to figure it out.

m*rder*r's smart,
trying to hide his m.O.

What the hell's a rave party?

Well, there's definitely
a pattern here.

All these guys are young
white males, early 20s.

Yeah, that was our red flag.

We went back and did
full toxicological studies.

Turned out the ecstasy
was laced with strychnine.

Have you built a
profile on the k*ller?

Just starting.

Typical profile
of a serial k*ller is

Caucasian heterosexual
male in his 20s or 30s...

Tends to have low
self-esteem, high I.Q...

Sexually dysfunctional.

Well, I'll be damned.

That sounds just
like you, stone.

Except for the I.Q., you
could be a serial k*ller.

That's right!

[Barker] Knock it off!

Look, people,
this is not a joke.

There's someone out
there k*lling innocent people

and I think they deserve
our focus, don't you?

Thank you.

Now, since the murders
have all taken place at the rave

sponsored by fat cat records
that's where we're gonna start.

Moreno, you're going to
go under as a rave organizer.

I already set up a meet.

Stone and Delaney, you're
going to go under at the rave itself.

Fine with me... I just wish
I knew what a rave was.

It's ill*gal, that's all
you need to know.

J.c., you're gonna
work with Lana,

help build a profile.

Now, the pattern to
the victims suggests

that there is a method
to his madness.

Find out what it is.

All right? Any questions?

All right.

Whatever it takes.

I, uh, I got to go somewhere.

I'll meet you back
here in a couple hours?

Fine.

Don't you think that we
should talk about this?

No, I don't.

Looks like it's you
and me, detective.

[Moreno] I got to go.

Excuse me.

Sure.

[J.c. Clears throat]

[Stone] Gina!

Hey.

Hey, how you doing?

Hey, Alec, you
didn't have to come.

I know, it's okay, I wanted to.

Are you all right?

So, that means you got it?

- Yeah.
- Gina, that's great.

Hey, Gina, huh? Are
you out of your mind?

Just stay away from me,
Frankie, I swear to god.

Gina, I'm your husband, damn it.

Not from 500 feet, you're not.

[Stone] Come on,
come on, let's go.

What, you think a little piece
of paper's going to stop me?

- Come home with me, right now.
- Back off.

What? What? You
going to arrest me?

I told you last time, you touch
her again and you're dead.

Right back at you, brother.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it!

Frankie, you don't understand.

It is over between us, okay?

I'm not letting you
hurt me anymore.

I won't let you.

Just leave me the hell alone.

You want to be left alone?

- Yes!
- Fine. You got it, huh?

I'm gonna leave
you the hell alone.

From here on in,
you are wiped out.

You got nothing, you hear me?

I mean, I'm gonna
cancel your credit cards,

I'm gonna empty
your bank account.

- You got nothing, you hear me!
- Back off!

You're through, b*tch.

And I ain't through
with you either.

Oh, yeah?

Bye-bye.

[Car engine starting]

You okay? Huh?

Don't worry about him.

He's just trying to
scare you, all right?

Yeah, well, it worked.

You don't understand.

I don't have anything, I
don't have any money.

I don't have anywhere to go.

I have to start all over.

Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

That's what this is all
about, starting over, right?

Look-look-look, you
can stay at my place.

I'm gonna be working
nights for a while anyway.

You'll have plenty of privacy,
time to think things through.

Everything's going to
be okay, Gina, okay?

Listen... you've done
the right thing, Gina.

You can't let somebody
treat you like that.

Come on. Come on, let's go.

It's gonna be all right.

You Nina?

- You kid diesel?
- The one and only.

Then I'm Nina.

Oh, this is firm, that
shows confidence.

I am a fan of confidence.

This is anteater, and
he is a magician...

At what he does.

You a d.J.?

That term doesn't
express the extent of my...

Talents.

I prefer "artist."

You as good as garth t.?

I won't even dignify that.

Hey, careful.

I mean, he's the only
reason why I'm standing here.

The cops pinch him
and he was loyal enough

to reco-reco-recommend ya.

Well, that's 'cause
he knows talent.

You must've got word on
the asteroid rave in the desert.

That was mine.

I owned California,
now I'm bicoastal.

Well, do you have enough
connections on mycoast

to do a kick-a*s rave?

I could have sworn
I just said that.

[Laughing]

Okay, okay, impress me,
come on, come on, impress me.

Impress you?

Okay, you don't want
to just throw a party,

you want to sell cds.

I capture all my raves
on camera, turn them into

music videos and
market them on cable...

Quickest road to profit.

I've got the hottest
director on the planet.

[Anteater] Hmm... video.

Baby, I can be a star.

You put me on camera,
women will eat me up.

Right.

All right, let's do it!

[Williams] So,
Todd "liquid" barris

is our first victim.

Yeah, police thought
he was a suicide.

His girlfriend here o.D.'D
a couple weeks earlier,

thought he was just distraught.

- Alexandria Trent.
- Uh-huh.

[Williams] No strychnine
was found in her?

No, a straight overdose.

But when Ezra straub was
found and then the next two

we realized that liquid
was the k*ller's prototype.

So all these faces
reflect a pattern.

We just need to
figure out what it is.

[Phone ringing]

- Excuse me.
- Yeah.

Hello.

Tonight?

No, g, I'm sorry.

Richele cannot come
over unless I'm home.

No...

Listen, Nina...

Nina and I weren't
doing anything, okay?

I don't have to
explain myself to you.

I said no.

Not tonight.

Good-bye.

[Phone beeps]

[Sighs]

Oh, man.

Everything all right?

Yeah, just my son's


[Chuckling]

Well, at least he has
a father who cares.

[House music playing]

[Barker] Okay, camera one,

tight on the girl's stomach.

Okay, go-go-good, now, okay...

Now, move over to the guy's a*s.

Oh, that's nice.

Very nice.

All right, I need body
parts, lots of them.

[Moreno] Edison,
baby doll, I want you

to meet someone,
this is kid diesel.

I don't have time to meet anyone

and who the hell is diesel?

Ah, just the man who's paying

for what better be brilliance.

Hmm...

Delicious.

What?

That's what your video's
going to be, sweetheart...

Absolutely... delicious.

[Chuckling]

Well, I'm counting on it.

It was nice to meet you.

I know.

Now, be gone, I've
got to be creative.

- I'll catch you later.
- I'll see you.

I'm back!

[Softly] God help us.

So any possibilities
on our k*ller?

[Barker] Could be a
number of any of these kids.

I mean, they allfit
the damn profile.

Camera one, I'd
like to see the d.J.

Thank you.

Look at them, man.

They're popping every
damn thing, k*lling themselves.

Hey, guys, move your butts.

Get this thing going.

I love the colors, all
these different hues.

It's like life, you know?

I try to capture that in my art.

I've tried to,
but I can't paint.

Oh, you could

if you were passionate
about your subject.

Some of my best stuff
are nude depictions of Ian.

[Ian] I got to drain Mr. Happy.

Stone, please,
would you loosen up?

Loosen up.

[Stammering] I... can't...

No, I can't loosen up, okay?

Look at me.

You dressed me
like a clown, okay?

My-my pants are
halfway down my a*s.

I have mascara on, okay?

I-I feel like an idiot.

Then act normal, please.

They're just kids, having
fun, they're relaxing.

You know they're,
they're all stoned.

Oh, are they?

What, you never
got stoned before?

Are you...

You're joking, right?

Whoa.

Okay, that explains a lot.

Punch! Hey, what's up?

Your hat.

No...

It's great.

Do you want to trade?

X.t.c.?

I just took one.

Man, I ain't into guys
or nothing, but I love you.

Right back, man.

[Moaning]

[Screaming]

[Barker] Oh, damn it.

We got problems.

[Ian gagging]

[Moaning]

Ian!

Ian!

[Stone] Watch out, watch out.

What's happening to him?!

Somebody call 911!

Ian, come on, hey.

Ian! Ian!

Ian, come on!

[Girl] Wake up!

[Stone] Come on, buddy. Hey!

[Girl] Ian!

[Brooks] And victim
number eight...

Ian Marcus, same m.O.

Right under our damn noses.

Do you think stone's cover
blown 'cause of what he did?

Well, what was I supposed
to do? Just let him die?

No, of course not...
That's not what I'm saying.

[Barker] You did
the right thing, stone,

but from here on, your
assignment is the rave.

We don't want to risk
someone seeing you investigate.

Delaney, pick up the slack.

Well, the m.E. Confirmed
what we already know.

Cause of death wasstrychnine

and they did find
some dyed purple hairs.

Well, it's a disguise...
Doesn't that go in profile?

Well, yes and no.

I mean, half the people
at the rave color their hair.

It really doesn't
narrow it down.

What concerns
me is a serial k*ller

generally has a cooling
off period between victims.

Well, the time between the
last two murders was two days.

Yeah, which means that he,
or she, is picking up the pace.

But why?

Is he drawing near his goal?

[Brooks] Possibly.

But he has a specificmotive

which, in and of
itself, is unusual.

Well, if he's almost
finished that means

we're running out
of time to catch him.

[Barker] Delaney...

You see anybody dealing
ecstasy on the video?

Well, it's hard to say.

But there's the handoff
to our latest victim, Ian.

It's pretty obvious.

That's ant. And
that's kid diesel.

Mm-hmm. I wonder
where he's running off to.

[Whispering] I'd
like to talk to you...

[Moreno] J.c., this
is not the place...

You two have
something more important

to talk about than this k*ller?

Huh? Because he's out
there and he's laughing at us.

We have got to catch
this son of a b*tch

before he kills again.

I think we're all on the
same page, lieutenant.

Delaney, check
it out with Daisy.

Make sure Ian scored
from ant, all right?

Moreno, find out why the
hell diesel ran out like that.

I'll cover ant.

People, we're
supposed to be the best.

Let's prove it.

Hey, what smells so good?

Hey.

What you got there?

Oh, uh, don't ask.

So, uh, how was your day today?

It was okay. Ow!

Damn it!

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey...

Let me see it, come
here, come here.

You okay?

I don't know what
I was thinking.

Yeah, well, it's going to
be okay, we caught it early.

Hopefully it won't blister.

No, I'm not talking about that.

I mean Frankie.

What are you
talking about, Gina?

I don't know how I left him.

Gina... listen to me, okay?

Never question
what you did, all right?

You did the right thing.

You know your brother, Alec.

You think he's just going
to sit back and accept this?

Huh? I mean...

He's going to k*ll me.

No, he's not, Gina, come on...

Alec, I'm scared.

I'm really scared.

Listen to me, Gina.

You're free of Frankie.

Now, listen, you are
completely and totally free of him.

Frankie will never
hurt you again.

Trust me.

Hey...

Trust me.

[Dance music playing on radio]

[Diesel] Is this
too flossy or what?

Yo, Schwarzenegger
was a visionary

when he bought one of
these things, you know?

Cars don't move out your way?

You drive right over 'em.

It's kind of like
the music industry.

Hey, hey, next time,
ask before you touch that.

You ever think about
treating a person with respect?

You gotta earn it, which
you have so I apologize.

Last night, Nina
was tooperfect! Oh!

And that video footage...

A little raw, but hey!

It had soul, didn't it?

So, if you're interested,
I want to bring you under

the fat cat umbrella.

You what?

Exclusively.

Hey, we had a great experience.

You know, I don't see any
reason why we can't duplicate this

straight to the bank.

It doesn't bother you
that a kid died last night?

We got great footage, didn't we?

You actually want to use
those shots in the video?

Look, I look at the bottom line.

You've got to think
more positively.

You know, word gets out...

Excitement builds,
more people come.

I'm thinking about the business.

Sounds like you wouldn't
mind it happening again.

What are you, a cop?

Give me a break.

[Loud dance music
continues on radio]

Daisy... hi.

Hi.

Mind if I sit down?

It's a public bench.

Nell, right?

Yeah. You remembered.

I was just wondering
if you were okay...

With everything, you know?

Can I sketch your face?

Yeah, sure.

You know, Daisy, I
was wondering if, um...

If you knew where
Ian scored his "x" from.

Why?

'Cause I don't want to
see what happened to him

happen to anybody
else, you know?

And what are you
going to do about it?

Well, I-I know some
people, you know,

who might be able
to do something

if they knew a bit
more about the "x".

[Sighs]

Ant...

The d.J.?

Ian, sometimes...

Or most of the
time, got it from him.

Do you think that Ian
died because of ant?

I don't know.

Maybe.

You know, I...

I gotta go.

I'll see you, okay?

[Dance music playing]

[Ant] Hold, hold, hold, hold.

Wait. He's sh**ting up my nose?

That's not gonna work.

Cut it!

Um, ant, bubbe...

You make your art, and
I will make mine, okay?

Come on, ant,
this is about trust.

Do you trust me?

Yeah, all right, whatever.

Okay, good... relax! Okay?

And I promise you, Mr. Eater,

when this is done,
you will look gorgeous.

[Cell phone rings]

Edison.

[Nell] Can you talk?

Yeah, give me a minute.

I'm just gonna
have to take this call.

When I'm done, we will
pick up where we left off.

And, Mr. Ian, please
switch to the dutchangles,

no more of the low, funky ones.

You are so bad and,
honey, I need more smoke.

Yeah, talk to me.

Daisy just gave up
ant as Ian's supplier.

[Barker] Yeah? And?

You want me to
go to his apartment?

No, Williams and agent Brooks
are on their way over there now.

That's why I'm
keeping him busy here.

What do you want me to do then?

Are we working here?
Could we speed this up?

Yeah, knock on some doors, okay?

Continue to check
out the employees

at the record company.

See if they fit the profile.

All right. [Cell phone beeps]

Hey, Jonathan, where
the hell have you been?

Where... you forgot
my milkshake?

Oh! I'm sorry, ant.

I'll get that right away.

[Scoffs]

Um, Edison, these
are the rave dupes

that you asked for.

Fine, um...

Give them to my assistant.

Okay... and do
you need anything?

Cappuccino or... milkshake?

No, I'm fine, kid.

Thanks.

[Williams] What the hell

are we looking for
in this place anyway?

Serial K*llers often keep

trophy-like mementos
of their work...

Items of clothing, jewelry...

Something of the victims.

Well, good luck finding
anything in this mess.

These folks is nasty.

So, um... [Clears throat]

How long have you known barker?

Five, six years.

We've worked a
couple of cases together.

So can you please
tell me why the man is

so cranked up about this one?

Yeah, I thought
you'd know something.

Another serial m*rder
case, couple of years back.

The victims were kids.

Barker missed a clue he felt
he should have caught earlier.

Three more were k*lled
by the time we figured out

what happened
and busted the guy.

So you're saying big bad
barker didmake a mistake.

No.

But obviously he thinks so.

Oh, hair dye.

Hm-mmm.

Well, lookie, lookie here.

Looks like red ant's got a
few little pharmaceuticals

going on.

You got your uppers

your downers, your
all-around-towners.

Aha.

Ecstasy.

Let's bag it up and
send it to Quantico

and have them determine
if it's from the same batch

that the other victims ingested.

Are you married?

Now, don't you think that's
just a little personal, young lady?

Just curious.

[Buzzer]

Hey, hey, what's
the matter with you?

Can't you read the sign?

Excuse me?

The sign... "no solicitors."

Yeah, I'm looking for
Jonathan whitefield.

I'm on his high school
reunion committee

and we're planning
a get-together, so...

You haven't seen
him around, have you?

You've been a great help.

[House music playing]

Well, unfortunately

kid diesel has
an airtight alibi.

He was at the Knicks game.

He even made the 11:00 news.

That's okay.

I still think ant is
our prime suspect.

Fits the profile.

He was the d.J. At all the raves

and we have proof
that he sold "x" to Ian.

Our lab results are not in yet

but he is looking like our man.

"Looking like our man"?

Is that the best we've got,
people... "looking like our man"?

'Cause if it is, we are
in a world of trouble.

We arenarrowing
down the suspect list.

Yes, yes, but we
have nothing concrete

and we're running out of time.

The next rave party is
less than three hours away

and for all we know, this
k*ller is going to k*ll again.

Come on. Come on,
people, we are missingit!

We're missing it!

All the clues,
they're right there

in front of our face
and we can't see them!

Look...

Everybody go back to your notes,

review them again.

Stone, I want you on this
at least until show time.

Whatever it takes.

I'm not trying to
be a smart-a*s.

- Moreno.
- What?

I don't care what
you have to do.

Convince diesel

to postpone this party tonight.

I'll try but...

Try harder!

That's all. Let's go!

[Clearing throat]

You two.

In my office.

[Barker] What's going on?

What?

Look, I don't have
time for this crap, okay?

Whatever it is,
figure it out, now.

I need you both at


Is that straight?

Good.

[Groaning]

[Sighs] Nina, um...

Look...

What happened between us...

Look, j.C...

Look, can I please finish?

What happened between
us... At least to me... was good.

All right, it's...

I don't feel it's something
we should feel guilty about.

I don't think it's something

that you should
feel bad about, it...

Yeah, that's easy
for you to say, j.C.

You weren't married to Eddie.

Eddie was my
best friend... okay?

I loved Eddie.

We weren't cheating on him.

That was between you and I.

- You know that.
- No, I don't know that.

Look, j.C., I'm not mad at you.

I'm not.

I just...

Something doesn't feel
right about this, okay?

No, now you let mefinish.

I just need some time
to work it out, okay?

Okay?

No problem.

[Kid diesel laughing]
Wow! You really are a cop.

[Chuckling] I was
just joking over there.

Yeah, well, the joke's on you.

Wh-wh-what are you
going to do, arrest me

because I'm too successful
or just too good-looking?

"A," get over yourself

and "b," just shut
up and listen, okay?

Now, eight kids
have died at raves

sponsored by your company.

When are you
going to finally realize

that this is not a coincidence?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fat cat records does
not sponsor raves

because that would be ill*gal.

I can't believe you.

A serial k*ller on the loose

and all you care about
is saving your a*s?

See, that's what I do best.

Look, if you want
to stop the raves,

you bring the uniforms
in and you do it yourself.

I can't do that because
that would spook the k*ller

and send him into hiding,
but if you can postpone it

that way he doesn't
freak out and it gives us

another couple days to
catch him before he kills again.

Babe...

I feel you.

But, look, there's,
there's hundreds of fliers

already on the street.

I couldn't stop it even if
I wanted to, you know?

It's these kids.

Yeah, well, feel this.

Anybody finds
out who I really am,

I will personally shut down
every rave you don't sponsor

from here on out.
[Knocking on door]

You got that?

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, kid "d."

[Kid diesel] What
are you off on?

Everything all right?

[Dance music playing]

Oh, wait a minute.

I don't believe I
didn't see this before.

- What?
- The pattern.

They're all the same.

The k*ller's been
k*lling the same victim

over and over again.

Yeah, well, then that
would bring us back to...

Victim number
one who was liquid.

So how long have you been
seeing detective moreno?

What is up with you?

J.c., I'm a behavioral expert.

I read people's body
language for a living.

Hope you don't mind my asking.

No, well, then you won't
mind my not answering.

You guys, we are wasting time.

The rave is already underway.

Any luck?

Nope.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Alexandria Trent.

Now, according to Nell's notes

there was an Alexandria Trent

who received mail at
fat cat's intern's place.

Jonathan whitefield's?

Yeah.

But Alexandria Trent
was liquid's girlfriend.

Why would she be getting
mail at Jonathan whitefield's?

Wait, where's her file?

It's right here.

Well, it says here she
was living with Jonathan

before liquid.

So the motive could be revenge.

No, no, Alexandria's was
the legitimate overdose.

Jonathan didn't k*ll her.

Yeah, but her death could
be the trigger that set him off.

Just like the lieutenant
said, look at this.

We've got Alexandria, right?

That's an "a".

We've got liquid...

"E" for Ezra,

"x" for X-ray...

Wait a minute... He's
spelling out her name.

Exactly.

Then the next victim is "a".

[Dance music playing]

Ant make any moves yet?

Nah.

Loosening up a little bit?

Nah.

Excuse me.

[Phone ringing]

Yeah?

Lieutenant, the intern,
Jonathan whitefield,

is the k*ller.

He's spelling out
Alexandria's name.

He's down to his last letter.

Get to Jonathan's apartment
in case he hasn't left yet.

Okay.

Oh, yeah, man, this is Alec.

Yeah, they call me "punch."

What's up, dude?

How you doing, man?

Nice to meet you, Alec.

Nice to meet you, dude.

So, you rolling?

What? I'm what-ing?

Are you rolling?

Yeah, I'm rolling.

Yeah. I'm rolling.

We're rolling.

Say, Nell, where's Alec?

He was right over there
last time I saw. Why?

- Excuse me.
- What's wrong?

[Barker] Pardon me.

You want another hit?

No, dude, man, i'm, I'm
still there from before, man.

I'm still rolling.

Intensify.

No, i'm, I'm cool.

Thanks, man.

Take it, man.

If you're not here to party,
what are you here for?

[Barker] No!

[Yelling]

[Barker] Alec!

[Barker] I'm coming
through, watch out.

Make a hole.

- Stone!
- Alec!

Okay, call an ambulance.

[Alec] No, no, no, I feel okay.

[Barker] How's
your stomach, huh?

It's fine, I just feel funny.

Then obviously you
weren't the intended target.

Whoo...

Well, who is, then?

Ant.

Ant?

Let's go. Up.

Here we go.

I'm okay. I'm all right.

[Barker] We're
coming through now.

Make a hole, come on.

- I feel fine.
- Yes, you are.

You don't have to touch me.

You just stay right there, okay?

I need to get a reverse search

on camera three.

[Delaney] Right there. Stop.

It's Jonathan, he's got a g*n.

Go forward.

Bingo.

Hey, check this out.

It's a map of the cemetery.

He's headed for
Alexandria's grave.

[Phone rings]

Yeah.

All right, all right, I'll
meet you there. Bye.

[Shouting] Let's go get him!

Get him to a hospital...

Quickly.

[Jonathan] Come on, get out.

Jonathan, man,
what are you doing?

Here. Put these on.

Why?

[g*n clicks] Okay. All right.

Be cool. Okay?

Okay, look. See?

Here. All right?

You know she brought me to you.

Who?

And I think it's only fair
that I bring you to her.

I don't know who the
hell you're talking about.

I want you to walk.

Stop in front of the gravestone

that defines perfection.

Stop walking... now!

Alexandria Trent?

Jon, who the hell is that?

On your knees...

Wrap your arms around the stone.

Hug it.

Okay.

[Groaning]

Oh, god, no, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry.

Stop. I'm sorry.

[Jonathan] Alexandria...

This is ant.

[Weeping] I'm sorry.

I told you to hug
the gravestone!

Okay, all right, all right.

You loved watching him so
much, I brought him to see you.

Listen, man.

A lot of people like
watching me perform.

That doesn't mean there's
something between us.

If she wasn't watching you,
she never would've met liquid.

And she never would've left me.

You... you k*lled liquid? No.

It was your fault.

- No.
- They were all your fault.

Jonathan, don't move! Police!

You don't want to do that, son.

Hey, eh, eh, eh, ah, ah.

Don't do it.

[Jonathan] I'll
k*ll him, I will.

I'll do it.

Don't do it, Jonathan.

You k*ll him, and i'm
going to have to k*ll you

and I know you don't want
to die, do you, Jonathan, huh?

You wanna die, son?

All right, now put the g*n
down now, very slowly.

Very slowly.

Come on now.

There you...

[Siren wails]

[Groaning]

[Groaning continues]

No.

[Groans]

You okay?

I'm fine.

You want me to call the emts?

Not for him.

Call them for ant.

Yeah, I need the, uh, ambulance
at hillside cemetery, stat.

[Groaning]

Just keep pressure on it.

You'll be okay.

Thanks to him.

Time to let yourself
off the hook, lieutenant.

G, you still here?

Dad...

Hi, Mr. Williams.

You remember richele, don't you?

What the hell is going on here?

Did I not tell you that
she is not to be here

unless I'm home?

What part of that did
you not understand?

Young lady, do your
parents know where you are?

They went skiing, remember?

No one is talking to you, g.

See you in school, g.

- All right.
- No, no, I want answers.

Where do you think you're going?

- Wait, wait, wait.
- What are you doing here, g?

All right, now, before
you go ballistic on me

just remember, she just
came to get me for school.

And besides, we
didn't even do anything.

Just like you and
Nina didn't do anything.

Look, don't you
even try that, okay?

Why not?

Because I am an adult.

But what about Eddie's wife?

G, I don't even have time
to argue with you, okay?

There's a difference
between you and I.

You understand that?

Now, get your stuff together

and get out of here
and go to school.

Go!

[Sighs]

Sorry.

- I didn't mean to wake you.
- Mm-mmm.

Morning.

[Softly] Morning.

♪♪

[Howling]