02x08 - The Highest Bidder

[bunniefuu]

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ I know why you dialed my number ♪

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ I know why you care

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ I know why you say you love me ♪

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ And I don't think it's fair

♪ I know why you dialed my number ♪

♪ I know why you say you're mine ♪

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ And it's not gonna work

♪ This time

♪ Not gonna work this time

♪ Yeah

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ I could never sing in that key ♪

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ And you're the one to blame

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ I know why you can't forgive me ♪

♪ I know why you're singing

♪ Lost love

♪ The lyrics haven't changed

♪ I can recognize the symptom

♪ You should know I've changed my mind ♪

♪ I know what you're doing

♪ And it's not gonna work this

♪ Time

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ Said it's not gonna work this ♪

♪ Time

♪ Not gonna work this

♪ Time ♪

[theme music]

[traffic bustling]

[instrumental music]

Torres, look, my prescription number is



Yes, I can hold.

[telephone ringing]

Is this the pharmacist?

What is the problem? I'm out of pills...

Good morning, Torres.

Good morning.

I'm out of pills and my prescription is

good for two more refills.

You sure about that?

Look, if I had the time to go back to the doctor, I...

You know what? Obviously, you cannot help me, right?

You got a problem, Torres?

No. No. What's up?

Your partner is waiting for you over at

Wakefield Medical Center. It's a kidnapping.

[instrumental music]

[babies crying]

What's going on?

A baby got snatched last night,

during Chantal's shift.

Is she in trouble?

Sure seems that way.

How you doing, Chantal? You okay?

No. They got budgets cuts in this place.

They don't got no security and now, this is my fault?

I hear you. Um...

Listen, we're gonna be working this case.

I'm sorry.

Okay. The mother's name is Sarah Chapman.

She's in room 200, okay? The baby wasn't even a day old yet.

- Listen, if there's any-- - I got to do my job.

Damn.

[knocks on door]

Ah, it's about time.

How do you do? I'm detective Williams.

This is my partner detective Torres.

Can we talk in private?

Actually, no. This is Walter and Abby Dewitt.

They're adopting this baby.

I'm their attorney Seth Baines.

Look, stop wasting time and find the kid.

Do you have any idea who might have taken him?

[scoffs] My boyfriend Mark Garland.

That's his way of keeping the baby.

Well, did he sign the adoption papers?

Yeah. They're right here.

You do realize he has a few days to change his mind, right?

Walter, what are we going to do?

You said he wanted this adoption.

He does. Relax. I've got it under control.

He took the baby.

How much control is that?

Baines: He's got 45 days,

but until he officially changes his mind,

it's kidnapping.

Do you have an address for this, uh--

Mark Garland. Yeah.

He lives in this toilet. 25 Avenue Way.

Please, just find my baby.

We'll do our best.

[slow dramatic music]

The one over there.

[sighs] So, how did you know about this

grace period on the adoption thing?

When Chantal got pregnant, we checked out our options.

Yeah. That must have been deep, yo.

Long time ago.

What's up with you and the doctor?

Oh, he's on this physical therapy kick.

I think I need a second opinion.

Are you afraid of a little exercise?

Look, yo, I bust my a*s all day and I still don't feel better.

Yeah, well, when was the last time

you went to the gym and really pushed it?

How can I go to the gym with my ribs being taped, huh?

Well, they're not taped now, are they?

Look, when you get in this body,

then you tell me how it feels, alright?

[instrumental music]

[knocking]

Hey, Mark.

- Back up! - What?

- What did I do? - Shut up!

Mark: Ah! - Put your hands on your head.

Torres: Hands on your head. Now!

[chiming music]

Yo, partner. Come check this out.

[sighs]

And, why'd he have to go and make me feel bad?

[baby cooing]

Aw... look at you.

It's been a long time since I held one of these.

You will again.

You will.

[crying]

Shh.

[meows]

What did I do wrong? I mean, he's my kid.

Yes, he is your kid.

But you can't just snatch him from the

hospital like that or from his mother.

Yeah, but h-- his mother doesn't want him anymore.

- She only cares about money. - Hey, neither did you.

You're the one that signed the adoption papers, remember?

Yeah. That was a mistake.

Why? I met the Dewitts.

They look like they can give your son a lot.

Why? 'Cause they're rich?

Yeah, they can give him a lot, but they can't love him more.

Mark, no one is saying you don't love him but, you broke the law,

so we have to charge you.

Yeah, I broke the law, well, what about them?

I mean I guess rich people can just

get away with anything, huh?

What're you talking about, Mark?

The Dewitts.

They bought my son.

Sarah sold him, just like her other kids.

So, you've been through this before?

No. No, this is my first kid. It's her fourth.

Dr. Vincent and that scum attorney set up adoptions

for the most money. Everybody gets--

- Come on, Mark! Come on. - You don't believe me?

How come Sarah can live so good with no job?

Maybe she won the lottery.

- Get in. - Oh.

He could just be throwing dirt to make the Dewitts go away.

He doesn't even need to do that. All he has to do is change

his mind about the adoption. Those folks can hang it up.

You know that people go through hell to get kids?

Private adoption's the last resort.

It's highly competitive, very costly.

There's not a lot of people that can afford it.

Is it legal?

Basic expenses for pregnancy, that's it.

It's real easy to slip in some extra cash.

That's crazy. With all the kids out there that need love.

Yeah, well, there's not a lot of, uh...

healthy babies out there, Torres.

You can say it, lieu. Healthy white kids?

Alright, there's not a lot of healthy white babies out there.

I don't like the implications any more than you do, Williams.

Alright, let's find out if he's telling the truth.

If anybody, I mean, anybody,

is selling or buying babies here,

they're going to wish they were never born.

[instrumental music]

[sighs] I hope to God he sleeps a while.

I was up all night.

Man, you got a pretty nice place here.

Compared to who?

What do you do for a living, Sarah?

You found my kid, Mark's in jail so, what gives here?

What you got a problem answering questions?

Look, what I do is none of your business.

There's no need to get smart, young lady, alright?

You're not dealing with your boyfriend.

- I don't work. - Well, you own this condo...

All your bills are paid for.

Torres: You don't have a job.

But, you can get pregnant, can't you?

So? That's not a crime.

It is if you're selling your babies for a price.

Look, look, look, it-- it's not like that.

The people that adopt my kids,

they pay for the medical bills and living expenses.

Things like that. It's all legal.

I hope you're playing it straight with us.

'Cause it's five to ten in the state pen if you're not.

From what I hear, those ladies get pretty creative up there.

[instrumental music]

As you can see, she signed a letter.

You guys have been trying for a while, huh?

We've been trying for years.

Very grueling procedures. in-vitro, egg harvesting...

Nothing worked, I failed.

Abby, stop blaming yourself.

Your salmon swim upstream just fine, Walter.

Who else am I going to blame?

Well, there's gotta be a million kids out there

that could use a nice home.

City and state adoption agencies?

The waiting lists for healthy white babies

are ten miles long.

We're not getting this baby, are we?

That's really not up to us.

I can't do this again. I cannot go through this again.

It's alright.

Sarah is our fifth try through private channels.

Girls change their minds. Somebody richer comes along.

It's a competitive market.

Human beings are not on the stock exchange.

Nobody said that.

But when people know you're desperate they take advantage.

That depends on how desperate you are.

Not enough to break the law.

Look, that boy committed a serious crime.

Doesn't that count?

Well, why does he get to keep the baby?

Well, no matter what, it still is his son.

Was that really necessary?

You see how my wife is right now.

[sighs] Listen, I-- I feel for you, Mr. Dewitt.

I feel for your wife as well, but...

if you weren't so concerned about color,

you might have a child by now.

Do you have children?

Yes, I have a son.

You're in a rather lofty position

to be offering me advice, detective.

I want what you have.

A child that looks like me.

That doesn't make me a bigot.

No. It just makes you childless.

Good day.

["You Used To Love Me" by Faith Evans]

♪ I remember the way

♪ You used to love me

♪ I remember the days

♪ You used to love me

♪ You don't appreciate the time ♪

♪ I put into this love affair

♪ Of ours baby

♪ I couldn't let you walk around ♪

♪ Thinking it's alright

♪ To let me down

♪ I remember ♪ I remember

♪ The way ♪ The way

♪ You used to love me

♪ Baby I remember the way

♪ I remember the days

♪ Oh you used to love me ♪ You used to love me

[g*nshots]

♪ I gave you all my precious love ♪

♪ And anything you wanted ♪

[instrumental music]

J.C.: Kid's been alive only three days

and he gets kidnapped.

Virginia: Yeah, well, life's tough.

Well, lieu, it gets even better than that.

[sighs] The baby's missing... again.

Oh, brother.

And, what about the boyfriend, this Mark Garland?

Do we know where he is?

A witness puts him at the scene running.

And all they had to do was wait it out.

Probably didn't know.

Plus, with all the static he was getting,

he probably just flipped.

- [knocking on door] - [sighs] Yeah, come in.

Virginia: Ah, Moreno.

Ooh, don't you think it's early for Halloween?

- If I only had my g*n. Virginia: Alright.

It's all set up. You are Lydia Sanchez,

nursing assistant, fresh out of nursing school,

and Chantal's over there waiting for you.

What's this about?

Detective Moreno is going undercover to check out

the doctor on the baby selling angle.

I don't think this is such a good idea, lieu.

I don't know a thing about nursing.

What? You look great. And it's all cleared

through administration. The most you're gonna have to do is

change some bedpans and take a few temperatures.

Well, and uh, we'll try to get a line on Mark and the baby.

[instrumental music]

You got the address to that garage?

No. Check your pockets.

[phone rings]

Williams.

Hey, Simone, what's up, girl?

How you doing?

No, I didn't forget.

Sure, you're right.

Ah, 8 o'clock sounds fine to me.

Yeah.

I'll be there. Cool.

Who's Simone?

- Ah... a woman. - I would hope so.

I mean, unless you're getting kind of, you know...

Come on, kid. Don't play yourself.

Well, she must be kind of fly.

'Cause you got Barry White on her.

- She's alright. Hmm. - Oh, yeah?

Well, I'm glad to see that you rejoined the human race

and you know, finally asked somebody out.

I didn't. She asked me out.

Finally learned something from the kid, eh?

- Yeah, right. Ha-ha. Torres: Uh-huh.

Chantal: Well, Dr. Vincent set up the clinic

for pregnant teens.

You know, otherwise, they may not get prenatal care.

Why not?

Broke, scared, denial.

Some of them are just plain irresponsible, you know.

The way things are going, we may not have this.

- Why? What's going on? - Budget cuts, layoffs...

You know, I mean, just this morning we lost three nurses.

Well, what about you? You got some years in, right?

- [exhales] I don't know. Woman on PA: Dr. Lester.

Report to Cardiology, stat.

[telephone ringing]

Good morning.

The doctor's running a little late today so we're going to

begin by taking a few stats and some ultrasound, okay?

I can't mess up, right?

No. And, if you need me, you call me.

Uh, Deborah Laskey?

Hi. Would you come this way?

Let's see...

[groans]

- Are you okay? - Burritos.

I have indigestion. I...

I shouldn't have eaten... [groans]

Mexican. Excuse me.

When's your baby due?

Three weeks.

God, I can't wait to get my body back.

[chuckles] Soon.

You want to step up on this scale, please?

[gasps] Oh, my God!

My water broke!

Um...

Okay, come on. Let's get you on the table.

It's too soon.

My baby's not due yet. Something's wrong.

I'm sure nothing's wrong. It's probably...

just a miscalculated due date.

Uh... stay here.

I'm going to go get some help, okay?

Just... stay here.

[ambulance siren wailing]

That damn Mark! Left me hanging.

Should've done this job two days ago.

So, when was the last time you saw Mark?

Day before yesterday.

[metal clanks] End of his shift.

Ow! Damn it to hell!

- You know where he is? - No.

Any friends, co-workers?

What co-workers? It was me and him.

What's this about?

We need to ask him some questions about a baby.

[sighs] Oh, geez.

I hope he didn't go out and do nothing stupid.

- What do you mean? - Him and the girlfriend.

Mark's got a... love-hate thing going on with her.

Not anymore. She's dead.

[exhales sharply]

I don't believe it.

Not that kid.

I know him, detectives.

Since he was ten.

He's not the type.

If you know where he is, you need to tell us.

He's got a cousin...

over on 93rd Street.

He might be there.

- [knocking on door] - Yeah. Come in.

Ah, Mr. Baines.

Have a seat. I'll be right with you.

So...

What's this all about, lieutenant?

Well, we had a problem. It's right up your alley

and I thought you might be able to lend a hand.

Whatever I can do.

I heard a rumor about baby selling.

[clicks tongue] Really?

Virginia:: Yeah. - Well, that's shocking.

Isn't it?

And, I did some research. You know what I found?

What?

I discovered a 25 year old woman,

who's had four babies in five years,

and three of them were placed by you personally.

And?

And she's got a big fat bank account,

a paid-for condo...

and no job.

[laughs] Well, what do you want me to say?

I don't keep tabs on the birth mothers.

Mr. Baines: Why don't you ask her?

We did.

Then you don't need to see me at all.

Ah, but we do, Mr. Baines.

You see Sarah Chapman was m*rder*d.

[slow music]

- What? - Yeah.

And, the baby's gone.

Now I figure, I find the baby...

and I find my k*ller.

So if anybody should come to you with a baby...

and a crazy story...

I'd appreciate a call.

Well, I, uh, I doubt that will happen. But, uh...

I know the law.

At the very least, better than you.

Virginia: I hope you do.

I hope you're careful too.

New York can't afford to lose a lawyer.

I mean, after all there are so few of you.

[suspenseful music]

[door closes]

[instrumental music]

- You did great. - Let me see.

You'll have some swelling and pain for a while.

- Bring the baby. - Aspirin can handle that.

Stitches will fall out in two weeks.

And I need to see you in my office in a month.

I want you to give yourself time, to, uh...

[baby crying]

Aww...

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[knocking] Police!

J.C.: Open up!

[dog barking]

He's on the fire escape! Go around front!

[dramatic music]

Mark Coleman!

Stop, police!

Freeze! Police!

[music builds]

Mark, don't move!

Get him.

Why would you run? Only the guilty run.

You know I didn't do it.

We had a fight. I went back to straighten it out,

and then she was...

Yeah, well, that's when you did her, right?

She was going to sell your son, take the money

and kick your sorry a*s to the curb, right?

- No. - See that's...

That definitely would piss me, though.

It wasn't like that.

Look, she didn't want you,

she didn't want your kid,

so you shot her, right?

Man, you...

you showed that b*tch who was in control, right?

- She wasn't a b*tch. - Oh, no?

Take a look at those.

[gasps]

[sighs]

Oh, Sarah...

You did know the adoption couldn't go through

without your consent?

Yeah, I knew that.

Then why k*ll her?

[sighs] I didn't, man.

She was coming around.

We were going to be a family.

She told me so. I-- I swear.

You got to do better than that, Mark.

She said the doc told her that she couldn't have any more kids.

Her insides were starting to tear.

So, she was going to keep the boy...

our son.

And after what she did to you, you still believed her, right?

Yeah, man. You ever love somebody

that doesn't love you back?

Mark: I was happy for the crumbs, man.

I loved her that much.

Where's the baby?

What do you mean?

He's not with you?!

[instrumental music]

[baby crying]

Hey.

What are you still doing here, Miss Sanchez?

Oh, I-- I was just looking at the babies.

Um... what's with this one?

He was abandoned-- not that that's any of your business.

I notice that's a very bad habit you have.

What are you talking about?

You encouraged, no...

practically forced a birth mother to look at her baby.

Now, she's becoming attached it and she may keep it.

I didn't force her. She has a right to see her baby.

And if she wants to keep it, then, that's her right too.

What you're delaying is delaying the inevitable, Miss Sanchez.

Reality will set in at the 4:00 a.m. feeding.

Well, don't underestimate Debbie. I think she'll do fine.

A new infant is hard work.

They don't want that. They wanna play.

You don't know these girls.

Well, people can change, doctor.

[baby crying]

[suspenseful music]

Hey.

How you doing?

[chuckles] He's beautiful, isn't he?

Yeah. He's really cute.

I don't know how anybody can give up their baby

after they see them and touch them.

[sighs]

Well, sometimes a girl's not ready to be a mother.

Maybe adoption's for the best.

But that depends on the girl.

Yeah.

Maybe it's not the end of the world.

What do you mean?

I can't keep him.

Why not?

Look, if you're afraid, Debbie--

- No, it's not that. - Then what?

[sighs]

When I first came...

to Dr. Vincent, I was in deep trouble.

I-- I wanted to...

[sniffles] to get rid of him.

But it's okay. You didn't.

He introduced me to a lawyer.

He said, there's people out there,

who can't have kids and they'd pay me for mine.

And you went for it?

Well, yeah.

I'm-- I'm getting money to live on, to pay my doctor bills and

if they get the baby...

I'd get a lot more and that's why--

That's why you think it's a done deal. It's not.

You have time to decide.

- I do? - Yes.

[exhales sharply]

[crying] I feel like crap.

I really thought of selling my baby.

Look, you needed the money and they knew it.

Don't beat yourself up.

Would you talk to some friends of mine about this?

You won't get into trouble, I promise you.

[instrumental music]

[phone ringing]

Torres, fourth squad.

Right.

Hi.

J.C.: Oh, Simone.

Oh, listen, um...

[sighs]

I'm-- I'm gonna need to need to cancel tonight, uh...

- I'm sorry, I-- - Oh. Well, I'm sorry too.

J.C.: It's just...

I got this case here...

I'm up to my eyeballs into that.

It's okay.

Relax. There's no strings attached.

- I'm his partner. - Simone.

- Eddie. Pleasure. - Nice to meet you.

- So... maybe some other time? - Yeah, sure.

You know, could you, could you hold on a second?

Damn.

That was Moreno. She's got a lead.

I'm gonna take this. You cut yourself some slack.

- No, man, we need to work this. - No, no, no.

Look, nothing is going to break tonight, and besides, um...

You need to get your groove going.

You know what I'm talking about.

Hey. Uh-huh... Hm.

[sighs] Shall we?

[jazz music]

♪ Let me tell you 'bout this girl ♪

♪ Maybe I shouldn't

♪ I met her in Philly

♪ And her name was Brown Sugar

♪ See we've been making love constantly ♪

♪ That's why my eyes are a shade blood burgundy ♪

♪ The way that we kiss is unlike any other way ♪

♪ That I be kissing when I'm kissing what I'm missing ♪

♪ Won't you listen

♪ Brown Sugar babe

♪ I gets high off your love I don't know how to behave ♪

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ Ooh ooh

♪ Oh sugar when you're close to me ♪

♪ You love me right down to my knees ♪

♪ And whenever you let me hit it ♪

♪ Sweet like the honey when it comes to me ♪

♪ Skin is caramel with those cocoa eyes ♪

♪ Even got a big sister by the name Chocolate Thai ♪♪

- I just wanted-- - Well, I was just thinking--

[both chuckle]

That's what I hate, first dates.

I found a way to get through it

without all that stuff, you know.

Oh, yeah? What stuff is that?

You know, "What do you do for a living?

"Where are you going?

What do you want out of life?" stuff.

Hmm. So, what'd you come up with, Miss Simone?

Well, each person gets 20 seconds

to give the 411 on themselves.

And there's no lying allowed.

Simone: Are you game?

Yeah. I'll try anything once.

It's good to know.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

Well, I'm an assistant book editor.

I live on the West Side. I'm 32. I'm single.

Never been married. I have no kids.

- I'm black-- - No.

You're not supposed to interrupt me.

[chuckling] Alright, my bad.

Continue.

And, uh... Oh, yeah.

- I'm a woman. - No kidding.

These days, better safe than sorry.

Yeah, you're right.

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar ♪ Oh babe oh oh babe

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar ♪ Brown Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar ♪ Show it to me

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪♪

[traffic bustling]

Eddie.

What's up? What you doing here?

Oh, I had to talk to Debbie.

Oh. Well, where's your partner?

Uh... he's out.

- Oh, he's out. - Yeah.

So, what's wrong, why you looking all stressed?

- What's wrong? - Oh.

Oh, nothing. I just, I just haven't been sleeping.

I have to get to the doctor to get my prescription refilled.

I just don't have the time.

You got to take care of yourself, you know.

You're no good to anybody unless you do that.

I know. I know, uh...

I'm going go there in the morning and pick it up,

but, uh...

But what?

You think you could, um...

you know, give me something for tonight?

I mean, so, I don't toss and turn.

No, I can't do that.

I mean you don't want me to losing my job.

No. No, I'm talking about some aspirin, that's all.

Aspirin. I can do aspirin.

Here you go. Here.

- Thank you. - You take care.

Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

Baines. What's so damn urgent? I got rounds.

- We got trouble. - What's the matter?

You got to get rid of Sarah Chapman's baby.

I thought that was the plan. Do the adoption papers,

and he's gone. What's-- what's the hold up?

Sarah Chapman was m*rder*d.

What?!

We got to get rid of that baby. We can't have him in our

possession. The cops are already starting to sniff around.

I thought Sarah was doing this under the table.

- W-- what could they know? - Nothing yet.

Even if they do, it'll be hard to prove.

But m*rder's a whole different story, Vincent.

You got to get rid of that baby.

Alright, alright, it's done. I'll call social services,

they'll pick him up today.

You, uh... you don't have any records

lying around, do you? Nothing that they could--

I'm not a complete fool like you.

You're the one who got us into this mess.

I don't remember having to twist your arm, Vincent.

That's not why we started this.

Babies need parents.

Infertile couples need babies. Everybody is happy.

- We were a part of that. - What're you...

Practicing for the jury?

Just don't get clever and forget that you're the one

who brought me that baby to hide.

I have an excellent memory, Vincent.

What's that mean?

It means, if the cops find out about those babies we sold...

you'll do more than just lose your medical license.

[dramatic music]

[telephone ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

[sighing]

Good morning.

Long night?

Yeah, one of many.

What are you doing here?

I came to see you.

Couldn't resist my charms, right?

No, not lately.

Oye, que quieres, eh?

I'll wait till you finish your coffee.

[sighs]

Look, I'm sorry. It's this case.

It doesn't look like Mark is our perp.

I can't find the baby. It's driving me nuts.

Is that all that's making you nuts?

- You want to cut me a break? - I'm trying to, Eddie.

I spoke to Chantal.

Oh, yeah? What about?

You know "what about".

You just don't want to see it.

[instrumental music]

[suspenseful music]

Okay, good night.

[indistinct PA announcement]

- Oh, hey, glad I caught you. - What's up?

The baby in the nursery, John Doe,

there aren't any records on him.

I know, uh, Dr. Vincent brought him in.

He said he was abandoned or something.

Where did he find him?

I don't know. He brought him in, like, two days ago.

I offered to call social services,

but he said he'd take care of it.

Now that I think about it, it usually doesn't take this long.

Two days ago Sarah Chapman was m*rder*d.

You still have the Chapman baby's records?

- Absolutely. - Let's go.

[music continues]

[babies crying]

It looks like a match to the Chapman baby.

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.

Okay, so you're going to meet me downstairs.

Okay.

Shh.

It's okay, it's okay...

[gasps]

Put the baby down, now.

Dr. Vincent: You know I don't want to hurt you, Miss Sanchez,

but I need that child.

That's too bad, 'cause it's not gonna happen.

You're going to stop me?

Reality check, Miss Sanchez, I'm a doctor.

No one's gonna believe a nurses' assistant over me.

Yeah, but they'll believe a cop over a low life criminal.

You're going to sleep for a while.

After that, my advice to you is...

mind your own business.

Take my advice this time.

[grunts]

How's your back?

You almost broke it.

If I were going to break anything it'd be your neck.

Look, detective, what are the charges against my client?

For starters, reckless endangerment of a child.

Misdemeanor. Next?

Conspiracy to trafficking human beings.

sl*very laws are still on the books.

And your evidence?

A witness statement and her testimony.

We'll see about that.

What else?

Let's see...

as*ault three unlawful imprisonment,

conspiracy to kidnapping, kidnapping...

and m*rder, too.

- That's a lie. Lawyer: be quiet.

No. No, you be quiet.

Seth Baines gave me that baby, told me to hide him

until he could finesse the adoption papers.

Are you saying Seth k*lled her?

No.

Well, he told me he didn't.

Dr. Vincent: He got the baby from Abby.

- Abby Dewitt? - Yes.

She'd been through so much. We wanted to help her.

I did not know that Sarah was k*lled until later.

Listen, go invite the Dewitts down here for a little visit.

I'll send the unis for Baines.

Yes, ma'am.

[slow dramatic music]

What is it? Is it the baby? Is he alright?

You're going to have to come with us.

What the hell is going on here?

You and your wife need to come down to the precinct,

to straighten a few things out.

Abby, don't say a word. I'll call Baines.

Although, I hope you have somebody else in your rolodex.

Baines is now in our custody.

We found Sarah Chapman's baby.

Dr. Vincent had him at the nursery.

He's also on record stating that your wife is the one

that handed him over.

- Well, he's our son. - Abby, be quiet.

Vincent is a liar. He'd say anything to save his skin.

Well, if Baines's story matches,

you're gonna have one hell of a problem.

What about the baby? He needs us!

Abby, I told you to be quiet.

J.C.: So, did you k*ll her, Dewitt?

Hmm? To steal a baby your money couldn't buy?

[chuckles] Walter couldn't k*ll a fly.

[suspenseful music]

We jumped through hoops.

Did everything right this time.

What do you mean?

He's my son.

Did you really think I was going to let that woman

take him away from us?

Abby, don't do this.

Walter... Walter, we need this baby.

He's our last chance.

Our marriage is almost dead.

Abby, that's not true.

We could have kept trying.

I'm sick of trying. I can't stand trying anymore!

I mean, we wouldn't have survived it.

[somber music]

Vincent and Baines detest to your singing against

each other right now. They both want to cut deals.

What about the girls at the clinic?

Ah, don't worry. The DA wants their testimony, not them.

You did really good work, people.

I'm kinda sorry this one's over.

I bet I won't get to see you in that nurse's uniform anymore.

It was kind of like my fantasy.

Ah, if you don't watch it, you might see one

sooner than you think.

Hey, partner.

- Need your stuff? - Yeah, I want my stuff.

Man: Make sure it's all there.

[telephone ringing]

Mark.

What did I do now?

You forgot something.

[baby crying]

Hey, I thought you might want to come to Natalie's with me.

[clicks tongue] Uh, not tonight. I'm beat.

- Come on. - I got things I gotta do.

Like I said?

Fine, I heard you, loud and clear.

[instrumental music]

Thank you very much for dinner.

- It was delicious. - Thank you.

So I guess you really know

what you doing up in that kitchen, huh?

- Uh-huh. - Mm-hmm.

What else do you know how to do?

I know how to lie real well.

Excuse me?

I bought dinner.

I hide the cartons in the bottom of the trash.

[chuckling]

Don't laugh.

I was trying to make a good impression.

I wanted you to...

You wanted what?

I wanted you to be really impressed with me...

to think I had it going on.

I am impressed. I think you do have it going on and on and on--

Now you're making fun.

[chuckling] Would I do that?

You're a man, aren't you?

That's sexist.

- Whatever. - I love it.

You lie. Then you get busted.

Now you have the nerve to have an attitude about it?

- Charming. - Where are you going?

[slow jazz music]

Well, I guess I'm not going anywhere, am I?

- Hmm? Mm. - Guess not.

♪ Ooh ohh

♪ Oh sugar when you're close to me ♪

♪ You love me right down to my knees ♪

♪ And whenever you let me hit it ♪

♪ Sweet like the honey when it comes to me ♪

♪ Skin is caramel with those cocoa eyes ♪

♪ Even got a big sister by the name of Chocolate Thai ♪

♪ Brown Sugar babe

♪ I gets high off of love don't how to behave ♪

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar

♪ I want some of your Brown Sugar ♪

♪ Sugar ♪

[vocalizing]

[indistinct chatter]

[wolf howling]

[instrumental music]