06x09 - Ninety Degrees

[bunniefuu]

[Grunting]

[Exhales heavily]

Hey.

You know that there's a heat advisory today, so you're supposed to be, like, taking in fluids?

Which means drink stuff.

I don't know why they don't say that.

Uh... Steve wrote you a letter.

Good for him.

He told me that you're not taking his calls.

Nothing to say.

What about listening to him?

I mean, if he's guilty... and I'm not saying that he is, but there's got to be an explanation.

Traci, come on. The last couple weeks have been awful.

Everyone is just staring at me, feeling sorry for me.

Nobody feels sorry for you.

Oh, what, you think that you have the monopoly on that?

Your brother did the worst possible thing a police officer could do.

He's a liar, he's on the take, and quite frankly, I think that's par for the course, Gail.

So you think we're the same?

Honestly, I don't know what to believe anymore.

♪

I thought couples were supposed to, uh, fight when they plan weddings.

Yeah, what's there to fight about?

I mean, Oliver's back. Life is weird.

I remain grateful.

So... so, we're good, then?

Christmas wedding... well, December 12th.

Reception at the Valiant.

Yep.

No, uh, special requests? No big-day fantasies?

Just don't wear jeans.

Jean... Jacket?

No. No! No denim at all, okay?

And maybe let's try to cap it on the embarrassing speeches and, you know, relatives getting too drunk.

Not into that.

Okay, uh, there's actually one more thing.

Okay.

Maybe no Marlo.

Is that a crappy thing to say?

I mean, I-I think it is, but at the same time, I feel like I can...

No Marlo.

Thank you.

Welcome back.

Man: Hear, hear.

[Applause]

Oliver: Thank you, Andy.

My partner.

I'd like to welcome Officer Shaw back to 15, and, as you can see, he's decided to go back out on the street.

Woman: Yeah!

We'll miss him in the corner office, but that's life in the big city.

Speaking of which, this heat is getting worse, and we've got rolling blackouts happening across downtown, so we've decided to open up the reception area today as a cooling center for local residents.

Epstein, Price, I want you on the front desk.

Be welcoming. Keep order.

Dov and Chloe on the front desk. Uh, what's he thinking?

Also wanted to welcome a new detective to the division...

Detective Anderson.

Frankie's gonna be helping us out while Detective Nash is on leave.

She's gonna be needing some help getting settled and moving files, so, Peck, that's on you.

Gail Peck is now pushing files? That's a rookie mistake.

When heat rises, people get unpredictable.

So let's get out there, serve, protect, and... Don't sweat it.

Dismissed.

Hmm?

I would've k*lled that line... k*lled it.

[Laughs]

Jasmine: It's not about willpower.

We all know that by now, right?

Mood disorders... depression, anxiety, bipolar I and II... these conditions are genetic, aggravated by traumatic events, life stressors, biochemical changes, which means, in a nutshell, it's not your fault.

All right?

Marlo. Mm.

Want to start us off this week?

How you doing? How you feeling?

[Sighs]

Well, I'm feeling pregnant...

very pregnant.

I'm a few weeks away, and I'm terrified.

Why?

The usual... childbirth, anxiety.

Will I be a good mother? Will I bond with my kid?

Am I going to pass my illness on?

What about the father? How's he been?

Oh, he's great.

He's very supportive and...

[Cries]

Sylvia, are you okay?

Not really.

I can't hear much of anything these days 'cause of this buzzing in my ears.

When was the last time you checked in with Dr. Neston?

Oh, God! So tired of doctors!

I just want this to end.

[Sniffles]

I can't free myself from him.

Who?

My husband. [Sniffles]

I see his face [Sniffles]

And his lips moving and all his lies, and it just plays over and over again in my head!

I just need him out of my head!

You know, I just need him gone, once and for all.

Man: Help! Somebody help!

I'll be back.

Alan's been stabbed!

[Gasps]

Alan!

Guys!

Stay with me. What happened?

Woman: I don't know.

I don't know.

We came in from life skills to get a coffee, and he was lying here.

Alan, come on.

Jasmine, call 911.

Okay, George, move back. Just move back, okay?

Back.

Anyone see a w*apon?

No.

Scissors? Kn*fe?

No. I don't know. Didn't see anything.

Alan. Alan, what happened?

Hi, I'm calling from Lakehurst, Langley Building.

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

Second floor. One of our patients has been stabbed.

[Sighs]

Guys, did anyone see who did this?

Uh, uh... He was just there?

There was no one here.

Oh, God.

I mean, I don't want some old lady to get her purse snatched or anything like that.

Just a little jump-and-run. That ought to be good today.

Get the kinks out.

Wouldn't want to risk it. Might pull a hammy.

Oh, Diaz, you think that I got soft sitting behind that desk?

I will have you know my hammies are honed like tensile steel.

Here. Touch it.

Not a chance, sir.

Oh, yeah?

[g*n cocks]

I just want a fight. That would be good.

You know, not domestic... just a couple of doughheads settling things with their fists.

We, uh, walk in and break it up.

Sammy, here I go.

Lookin' good.

Thank you, brother.

Come on, Diaz.

Those bad guys ain't gonna... they ain't gonna come to us.

Just got a call from Marlo.

Uh, there's been a stabbing at Lakehurst.

The mental-health facility?

I know... Lakehurst.

Yeah, okay.

Anyway, Marlo was there doing a group-therapy thing, and somebody got stabbed and then robbed, and, uh, Collins and Moore are on their way.

I'm heading over now.

It's gonna be a zoo, and I need your help.

Fine.

Let's go.

Thank you.

It'll be better than handing out water.

Mm-hmm.

Huh?

Hello, Officer.

Good morning.

Whoops. Oh.

We can be civilized, right... amicably co-work?

Of course.

Okay.

So let's start amicably co-working.

What's your problem?

Nothing.

I guess I just thought I'd proven I have investigative abilities beyond that of the front desk.

I agree. Your abilities aren't suited for this assignment.

Thank you, Chloe.

You know, 'cause the skill of running reception is to be understanding, open, welcoming.

So I agree... not your thing.

Marlo.

Hey.

How are you?

Oh, I'm fine. I wasn't out here when it happened.

We were in the other room, heard a lot of yelling.

She saved his life.

Okay.

So, what happened?

Uh, somebody wanted his money... at least that's what it looks like.

No idea who did this?

No.

There were about 5 or 6 people out here when it happened, but nobody admits to seeing anything.

We got them contained in a room downstairs.

Did we find a w*apon?

Uh, not yet.

Victim's name's Alan Douglas, in his 20s... one of the residents here.

Yeah, he has schizophrenia, but apparently, he doesn't have a history of being violent.

Any enemies?

Not that I know of.

But his roommate, George, is downstairs if you want to go talk to him.

Okay.

Oh, uh, the crib arrived last night.

Oh, good.

It's beautiful. They even set it up.

Good.

Yeah, we looked at a few of those.

I just didn't know you actually went through with one of them.

Walnut or honey?

Uh... Espresso.

I went with my gut last second.

[Chuckles] Espresso.

That's a great choice.

So, I am three weeks away, give or take.

I'm working on my birthing plan, but when the baby's born, she'll have to be with me 'cause I make the food.

Takes a village, right?

[Sighs]

Um, they're just through there.

Just excuse me for a minute.

Hey, look who it is.

Sadie.

Oh! Sam. Andy.

Long time.

Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Uh, well, I just come in a couple times a week... you know, coping skills, um, anxiety-management stuff.

Just, you know, trying to keep it together.

Good for you.

I'm glad to hear you're getting your life sorted out.

Trying to.

Any news about that guy?

Did you know him?

Well, not really, but I've seen him in group a couple of times.

He seems nice.

You didn't see anything that happened?

No.

W-well, w-we were the first ones to find him, but he was already lying there, so...

So, h-h-he was in your group earlier today, and, uh...

Yeah.

Um, he was there maybe like 15 minutes, and then he said he had to go the can, so...

Man, this place is starting to feel crazy.

I mean, we're all crazy, right?

But... Like, crazier.

Sadie, why don't you have a seat?

It's nice to see you.

Okay.

Uh, everyone, uh, thanks for your patience.

We're gonna be taking your, uh, statements in a few minutes.

So just settle in, get comfortable.

We appreciate your cooperation.

Thanks.

We have our episodes, the occasional fight between patients, but I've never seen a w*apon.

I mean, usually, these guys are pretty calm.

"Usually"?

I've been here for 10 years, all right?

I-I don't know.

These last six months, things are different.

Patients seem more agitated.

They're hustling staff for money.

Jasmine, have you seen Sylvia?

She took off?

Okay, I think we need to find her.

Who's Sylvia?

A woman from our group. I'm worried about her.

You think she's connected to this?

No, I think she may be a danger... to her husband.

Why?

Well, she threatened his life right before this all happened.

Okay, you know what? I-I have to find her.

I'm good, all right? I'm not making this up. I just...

No, no, no, no, hold on.

Um, you have Nick and Duncan, so I'm gonna go with her right now.

Thank you.

Yeah.

[Sighs]

Oliver: It's pretty quiet out here today.

Chris: Quiet's good.

Well, you know what it is?

Probably the heat... sapped them of their criminal impulses.

That's too bad.

Any word on your replacement?

Not yet, Chris.

Anyway, it's not my problem.

Diaz, uh, I'll tell you what I learned.

You know, this whole catastrophe...

Steve Peck, corrupt commissioner...

This is what I know... right here, right now, two cops in a squad.

Everything else is politics and ego.

Somebody... somebody's got to do something.

Hey, y-you guys got a phone I could borrow?

Uh, yeah... pay phone in the corner.

The thing is, I don't have any change.

Can I please use your phone?

No, I'm sorry... I got to keep the lines open for police use.

My girlfriend has asthma, okay? And she doesn't have A/C.

I-I just need to know she's okay.

Here you go.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

A little empathy would be nice, especially since you're the one with asthma.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen your inhaler out in a while.

[Scoffs] Puffers.

Not cute at all.

You know, I'm not making this up...

About Sylvia.

Oh, I know.

I have an illness, you know?

I'm... I'm not making excuses for myself.

They were... Right to take my g*n, and [Sighs]

I'm actually really happy in Intelligence.

But, you know, if I had had something like cancer, for example, everyone at 15 would've baked me a casserole or run a 10k.

There wouldn't be any shame in it, you know?

Mm.

Marlo. Listen to me.

If you want, uh...

I'll make you a casserole.

[Laughs]

What do you know about Sylvia?

[Sighs]

Sylvia and her husband have been together nine years.

She wants kids, he wants to wait.

Sorry... how old is she?

Yeah, exactly.

She's running out of time, you know?

So, then he finally admits that he doesn't want kids, and she's devastated, but she sucks it up and stays with him.

And then he dumps her?

[Sighs] Yeah.

She has bipolar disorder.

She's been coming to group, and I thought she was doing okay.

Till today?

Yeah.

Sam: George Hepford.

You're Alan's roommate.

That's right.

I got lucky. Alan's a great guy.

Normally, I don't love bunking with schizophrenics, but Alan... [Scoffs] He's a sweetie.

Orders me books online, never lets me pay him back.

Generous as hell.

Maybe that's why people are always trying to shake him down for cash.

Who's trying to shake him down for cash?

And, uh, your name is... ?

Dan.

"Dan." Uh, Dan... Dan what?

Dan McCann. Uh, I'm 26.

Oh, wait a minute. Like, your actual name is Dan McCann?

I know, right? It's a crazy thing.

Why don't you... why don't you just go by "Daniel"?

I tried. I-I-it doesn't stick.

I-I tr... I tried. It doesn't stick.

Yeah. Okay.

Um... Dan McCann. I like that.

Uh... Okay, can you... can you tell me what happened?

Y-y-yeah.

I was, um... uh, I was coming b-back from the gym, and then, um, I-I-I came into the Hal...

I heard a-a lot of yelling, and, uh, I came into the hall.

And he was just laying there on... on the ground.

And, um, it was weird.

His wallet was wide open next to him.

H-h-his wallet was wide open next to him.

Okay. Okay, cool.

It was.

And, uh, were you the first one there?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I wasn't the... I wasn't the first one there, no.

Um, uh, Elise was there.

Um, Johnny was there. J-Johnny was there first.

And, um, uh, Sadie was there, as well. Sadie.

A-and Johnny was there first. Yeah, Johnny. Johnny was there.

"Johnny."

Elise Kowalchuk?

Let me do it, save you a little time.

Hey, um, after this, can I go?

It's payday, and I really don't want to spend it cooped up in here.

Payday? Where do you work?

Uh, check day... every other Thursday, disability money comes through.

Best two days of the month.

So you live here at Lakehurst?

In and out, depending.

I have impulse-control issues.

I used to set things on fire.

Now it's kleptomania.

That means I steal things.

Yes, I know.

Don't get me wrong... I didn't steal Alan's money.

I don't steal to get things.

I steal to release pressure. Evens me out.

What?

My pen.

Bet you're wishing you made it out of that uniform before all this happened, huh?

Excuse me?

Well, you're a Peck.

Pecks used to be sort of police royalty, no?

It's just too bad you didn't get the bump before old Steve brought you down. Ow.

Are we gonna have a problem?

Must be tough.

Is it tough... having everyone questioning you and you have to wear his name on your chest?

[Scoffs]

Next time you go out on a raid, don't expect them to leave you alone with the money... or the dr*gs.

I've never taken anything in my entire life.

No, of course not.

Guess it wouldn't really matter now, though, would it?

You know what?

You can whisper about me.

You can second-guess everything that I do.

It doesn't bother me.

Because I can work alone and I can eat alone.

I really don't need people to trust me.

That was good. That was like seven lies in a row.

How's it going in here?

Uh, we're almost done.

Collins?

Yeah, I got one more... John... John something.

Johnny Mac.

Where is he?

Men's room.

Um, he said he had to... had to pee.

He couldn't hold it.

Moore, could you find him, please?

Collins?

Yeah.

When you got to go, you got to go, right?

[Man gagging]

I mean, you can't blame me for letting the guy... hey, Sam!

Johnny!

This is 1509. We need ems to Lakehurst Langley Building.

We're in the main-floor men's room.

Looks like we might have an overdose.

Hey, Nick, time it.

I'm on it.

We got to let him just ride it out.

Call a medic?

Nick: Yeah, they're en route.

Hey, he have seizures often?

No, not that I know of.

He used to use heroin, but he's been supervised all day.

All day?

Yeah.

I-I mean, he went to the bank earlier, but I-I was with him every minute.

[Gagging continues]

He's coming back.

There you go, man.

[Breathing shakily]

There you go.

[Knock on door]

Hi.

Oh.

Hi.

Uh, we're looking for Sylvia Blake.

Um, Sylvia moved out a couple months ago... into a condo.

Well, she didn't tell me that she sold her house.

They didn't. I moved in.

Sylvia and Andrew broke up. It's his house.

I can give you her new address.

Actually, no. Is Andrew here right now?

Yeah. He's upstairs.

Can we speak with him for a minute, please?

Sure. Come in. Thank you.

[Chuckling] It's not any cooler inside.

Power's been out all day.

Andrew! Can you come down a sec?

[Sighs]

Andrew: Sorry. [Clears throat] Coming.

What's wrong?

What happened?

Any contact with Sylvia?

For a while... lawyers, agreements.

Then we didn't have anything to talk about, so we haven't.

So you haven't heard from her recently?

She hasn't tried to come here?

Uh, haven't received any threats?

Uh, I called her a couple weeks ago to tell her Lea was pregnant.

W-we have mutual friends. She's gonna find out.

She must've been angry.

You told her you didn't want to have any kids.

I didn't want kids... with her.

Andy: Why didn't you just tell her the truth?

"I can't wait to have kids, but I don't want to have them with you"?

Sylvia's a drama queen. I never would've heard the end of it.

Drama queen?

You realize your wife has bipolar disorder, right?

Ex-wife.

At least, she will be in a couple months.

Listen, I-I don't even know what this is all about, but, uh, if you're gonna go and see Sylvia, wonder if you could do me a favor and take the cat.

I'm sorry... what?

Yeah, she left a cat on our doorstep this morning in its crate, just sitting there.

[Gasps]

Excuse me a minute.

Andy.

What's up?

I was wrong.

She isn't gonna k*ll him. She's gonna k*ll herself.

Thank you for your time. We'll be in touch.

Folks, it's... I'm sorry it's all the way downtown.

We just have a few more detailed questions.

It's not gonna take long.

But I'm just wondering why we got to go to the cop shop.

Nick: Last three hours, we already had a stabbing and an O.D., so we figured you'd feel safer at 15.

Oh, really? Because you are adorable.

Go on. Ooh.

Sadie. You got a sec?

Yeah.

Any street dr*gs at Lakehurst?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, I don't touch the stuff... not anymore.

Okay, but, you know, you're smart.

You know, you keep your eyes open.

You know what's going on.

Anybody hanging around?

Yeah.

I mean, tons of people coming and going... outpatients, visitors, staff, workers.

What are you saying?

Nothing. I'm just...

You know, it's a tough place to work.

Okay.

Okay.

Thanks.

I'm with you.

Right this way.

Bree sticks to a schedule.

She's precise, punctual, totally reliable.

Okay, buddy, you got to relax.

Don't you know the stagnant air of a heat wave exacerbates the dangers of conditions like asthma?

Yes, actually, I do know that.

1,000 deaths a year due to excessive temperatures.

Sorry... did you guys have a fight or something?

[Chuckles] No. We don't fight.

We have differences of opinion, but we never, ever fight.

Really? See, that sounds pretty good to me.

Almost like a perfect relationship.

Oh, really?

What about ebbs and flows... you know, conflict resolution and compromise?

I don't know.

What about giving somebody time and space to process?

Uh, look, I-I don't understand what you guys are talking about.

Can you please send an officer over just to check on her?

Uh... Actually, you know what?

It is my lunch hour, and I would be happy to take you down there myself.

Okay?

Take another spin along Gerrard.

Power's out all the way down to front street.

I'm excited about lunch.

[Cellphone vibrates]

You know, when I was staff, I'd eat in my office, but you and me, some takeout in this car, that's real policing.

Hello, Inspector.

Yes. R-right away, sir. Top priority.

All right, what you got? Give it to me.

I'm lighted up. I'm lighted up.

[Siren wailing]

[Chuckles]

Let's go. Let's go. All right. Let's do it.

Yeah, load them against the wall.

Hey, job needed to get done, Shaw, so I asked one of my uniforms.

Yeah, happy, uh... happy to do it.

I'm just narrowing down the candidates for the staff-job vacancy.

Well, choose us a good one, sir.

[Button clicking]

Power's out.

She's not answering her cell.

What floor's she on?

7. Great.

Sam: According to toxicology, Johnny Mac had Clonazepam in his system, Methadone for his addiction, and today, he added heroin.

Well, it sounds like Lakehurst has got a bit of a drug problem.

We do the best we can.

Look, we work with very vulnerable people, and we do everything we can to protect them, but there's always gonna be someone out there happy to take advantage of them.

You were with Johnny Mac all day, right?

So, let's say he didn't get the dr*gs on the outside, okay?

And let's say Alan got stabbed for his money, suggesting somebody wanted money pretty badly for, let's say, dr*gs.

Okay.

Okay, so, where would they be getting the dr*gs?

I have no idea.

All right, what about your staff members?

Our staff is dedicated, handpicked, and screened.

And I resent the implication.

Okay. Sadie falls is one of your regulars in group.

Sadie seems to think the dr*gs are coming from the inside.

Sadie doesn't know anything about it.

She shows up when she wants to, and she's gone by the end of the day.

She's been a reliable witness for us before.

I don't even think she has a mental illness, and frankly, I think she has nothing to do every other Thursday.

You ever want to toughen up, you should come and see me.

We could use a few more women in Homicide.

Yeah.

Like homicide's so very tough.

Everybody that you deal with is dead.

You tried working the street lately?

[Sighs] You know what? You're right.

That's true. It's so true.

The hardest thing about homicide is not getting brain matter on my nice, pretty clothes.

You probably don't wear nice clothes, so you wouldn't know.

My God. You're insufferable.

Ah, well, you would know.

Look, I already told you... you don't know me, and you don't know my brother.

So whatever kind of mind game that you're playing today, why don't you just consider it done?

Boston cream, baseball, Tom Petty.

"Oh, that's weird... she knows Steve's favorite doughnut, sport, and singer."

Yeah, we made detective at the same time.

We worked dr*gs together, we worked vice together, and now every single case we ever closed together is being questioned.

Look, I'm s... I'm sorry.

Don't be. You seem like a good cop.

You shouldn't have to wear his mistakes.

Do you know he wanted to set us up?

He did. He thought we would make a perfect match.

We dodged a b*llet.

Yeah. Ya think?

I do. I do think.

I do. I've been on a bad run.

I meet these women, I make them laugh, it's the best sex of their whole life, and then they just can't keep up.

They get jealous, they feel inferior... which they usually are.

Then it's all broken hearts, division transfers.

Pbht!

[Sighs]

You okay?

[Breathlessly] Mm. Yeah. Low iron, extra 40 pounds.

I used to run up stairs two at a time.

Yeah, well, you also didn't have a human being inside of you.

[Sighs]

Sylvia?

Oh, no.

Sylvia?

Oh. [Breathing heavily]

You brought the police?

She's my friend.

[Whimpers]

We're just... we're just here as friends.

I don't want you here.

I know.

And I'll go.

Just need a minute, all right?

You promise you'll go... when I ask?

Yeah.

[Sniffles]

I... Just wanted to say that I've been worried about you the last few weeks.

I know what you're in the middle of, and...

I know how hard it is to climb out.

Oh, yeah? What do you see?

A woman who's been lied to...

Betrayed.

A woman who's in the middle of a bad reality, and she's my friend.

Um...

I'm just gonna get a glass of water.

Yeah. Of course.

[Sighs] Didn't really move in.

I don't even know where there's a glass.

Well, you know, I can... I can grab you one out of the kitchen and...

Andy: Hey. Put the Kn*fe down.

Sylvia.

Tell me what's going on.

It's difficult to explain.

Try me.

Look, I'm right here.

I'm listening... no judgment.

Aw, come on.

You know my deal.

I've been right where you are.

I wanted to end it. That was only last year.

What happened to you?

I saved up... Some meds.

More than enough.

Sylvia, please...

No.

[Gasps, groaning]

Marlo?

Ohh!

What are you doing?

Hey, you okay?

Ohh!

[Lock engages]

Yeah.

Sadie: Okay, so, what's going on?

Sam: Yeah, w-what is going on over there, Sadie?

This guy's in a care facility, and he overdoses?

Johnny Mac.

Johnny Mac.

The good news is, he's gonna pull through.

That is good news, right?

[Sighs]

And I'm just glad that I'm now on the right track of this thing, so...

Finally.

Um, something funny is, uh, happening over there every second Thursday.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Disability checks come in, and then somebody shows up to sell dr*gs to the patients... street dr*gs.

Well... I mean, you know addicts, right?

They want it, they're gonna find it, so...

[Chuckles]

Yeah, but...

The patients are with staff 24/7.

Lakehurst is trying to protect them, but the dr*gs are still getting in there somehow.

Sorry, but if anybody's conned those people, trying to push dr*gs on them, it's that place.

They promise that the dr*gs are gonna make people feel better, but... They don't.

[Cellphone vibrates]

U-uh, sorry.

Sadie, why are you showing up at Lakehurst every couple of weeks?

Because I told you...

I just need a tune-up every once in a while.

Like every second Thursday, when the checks come in?

I'm gonna tell you what I'm thinking, okay?

I'm thinking that somebody wanted to buy dr*gs, didn't have any money, so he stabbed a guy, took his money.

And I think maybe it was this Dan McCann guy.

Well, that's quite a theory.

Sadie, I'd like to look through your bag.

What for?

You know what for.

If you're bringing in dr*gs, these guys are overdosing on the garbage you're selling them.

They're not getting better.

I know my rights, Sammy.

You can't keep me here.

Okay, if I'm wrong, just prove it. Show me.

Well, you want to search me...

You got to get a warrant.

A warrant's on the way.

And I'm sorry, but if I find what I think I might find, our history's not gonna help you.

Man: Woman in labor is with an armed E.D.P. and an officer.

[Siren wailing]

88 Queens Quay and 743.

Andy: Hey, Sam, this is my second call to you.

I really hope you get this soon.

I'll keep in touch.

Marlo: Oh.

[Breathing heavily]

All right, Sylvia.

Look, you don't open this door right now, I'm gonna break it down.

I really don't want to ruin your door, but I swear to God I will.

[Breathlessly] Andy. Ohh. Are you timing?

Yes. Your contractions are four minutes apart.

Look, Marlo, you really need to be in the hospital right...

No. I'm not leaving without her.

Sylvia! Please, come on.

I am going into labor, and I'm not leaving without you!

Sylvia, get out! Please!

[Groaning]

It... okay. Two minutes.

Marlo, you're officially at two minutes for your contractions.

I-I don't think we're gonna get to a hospital in time.

No, I can make it down the stairs.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Let's go.

What if we get stuck in the stairwell?

Okay, I don't think it's a good idea.

So we're gonna stay put.

We're gonna wait for the medics to get here.

Look, the good news is, you're gonna have a baby today.

And the bad news is, it's going to be here.

[Gasps] I can't.

You're gonna be great, okay? Everything's gonna be fine.

And one day, you're gonna be talking to little Marlo or Milo or Maya, telling all about it.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Just breathe.

Tom: Why can't we open the door and check on her?

Chloe: 'Cause you don't live there, Tom.

We thought that you two lived together.

W-we like to give each other space to breathe.

That's a wise move... set boundaries.

Our relationship celebrates our individuality.

It doesn't consume it.

We always say to each other...

[vehicle approaches]

Is that her?

[Car door closes]

Tom?

Excuse me.

Hi. Are you Bree?

Yeah.

Something going on?

Uh...

False alarm.

Wait, wait... you're the guy from two doors down.

What's your name, again?

Tom.

[Chuckling] Right... Tom.

Is everything okay?

Yes. Yeah.

Um, Tom here was just concerned about some of the residents in the building.

That's really sweet.

I was just visiting my parents.

Okay.

Have a nice day. Thank you for your time.

That's fine.

It's nice to see you again, Tom.

Yeah, Tom.

Mm.

Breathe slowly, or... Whatever you're supposed to do, okay?

Sylvia... I can't...

What's going on with her?

What do you want me to do? You want me to kick in the door?

Yes.

Fine.

Sylvia, you better clear away from the door.

[Grunts]

All right.

If you want to k*ll yourself, fine.

But you're gonna wait until this baby is born, because it is coming right here, right now.

Ohh!

Uh, Andy, I can't... I can't wait.

I got to push.

O-okay, okay, uh...

[Groans]

Andy.

Ohh!

[Groans]

Okay.

Okay.

[Sighs]

Let's do this.

I worry too much, right?

Obviously, she can take care of herself.

She's totally fine.

I'm... I'm sure she's happy to know that you care.

What about you?

Are you okay?

I'm great.

I just shouldn't have broken the deal... total secrecy, no contact, just love.

You gonna keep that promise?

No contact?

I don't need contact.

It's right here.

You'll keep our secret, right?

[Sighs]

Yeah.

Yeah. Yes.

Sure.

Sure.

[Clears throat]

Come on.

[Sighs]

I need your bag.

[Sighs deeply]

So... Where you living these days?

[Chuckles] You actually care?

Yeah, I actually do.

I'm staying with a friend.

I'm just... Trying to get enough money together to get my own place.

Good.

[Tin opens]

I know that you said that our history wasn't gonna save me, but...

Sammy, what if I could give you the name of the guy that stabbed Alan?

Was it Dan McCann?

Yeah.

How do you know?

'Cause I walked in right after he did it.

I mean, I saw him taking the money right out of his wallet.

To buy dr*gs from you?

Well... No... I...

[Cellphone vibrates]

McNally, hey. What's up?

Uh... W-what?

Um... Okay.

A-a-all right. I'm on my way.

Uh, s... hey, can you handle this?

Yeah.

Okay, you got this?

Yeah, yeah.

[Buzzer]

I'm sorry. Sorry. Thanks.

Okay! Okay, you're almost there!

[Crying]

You're almost there. Keep breathing.

Andy, I'm trying!

You got it.

You got it.

Come on.

You know what?

I lied. I don't have this figured out!

I don't how to raise a girl, especially if she's like me.

I mean, what if I can't handle her?

Hey. Hey, hey. You're one of the toughest women I know.

You can handle it, okay?

Okay. Keep going.

One more. Just keep breathing.

[Groaning, breathing heavily]

Okay. Come on. Come on.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on!

No, no, no! Don't push, don't push, don't push!

Wait. No, no, no, no, no! Please, stop! Stop!

Wait. Wait. I think there's a glitch.

I think her umbilical cord is wrapped around her neck.

What?!

Yeah, just hold on. Don't push.

Hold it. Hold on.

[Squishing]

Andy, my chest hurts!

I know, I know, I know! Hold on a second.

Okay. Okay. You got it. Push.

One more time.

[Groans loudly]

Breathe.

Okay, okay, okay! You got it!

Okay!

[Groans]

She's perfect.

[Panting]

[Baby crying]

She's okay.

Marlo?

Sylvia!

Sylvia, I need you.

What's going on?

You got to hold the baby, okay?

Yeah.

Just hold her.

[Breathing heavily]

Please, please, please.

Come on, Marlo.

[Baby cooing]

You got a little girl waiting for you.

Hey.

[Laughing] She's okay.

She's okay.

Is she?

Yes. Come. Come here.

Oh. Hi.

Hi.

[Sighs]

[Laughs]

You did so good.

[Crying]

Oh, the face.

[Gasps]

What a face.

Oh, my God.

Hi, Angel.

Hey.

Sam: Hey.

Hi.

[Breathing heavily]

[Laughs]

Thank you.

[Chuckles]

[Baby cooing]

[Laughs]

[Police radio chatter]

This patrol fantasy that you're playing out... you want it be like it was, like old times.

I, uh... I couldn't be happier, sir.

The problem is, the job's the same, but you're different.

If you want your name on that list, you know where I am.

That is not much of a day.

Well, a boring day means you've done your job and you get to go home.

That is my line.

That's my line!

[Door closes]

So, the brain will create love even when we don't have it, right?

What's your point?

Nothing, except for the fact that your idea of a perfect relationship is nothing but a delusional fantasy.

Come on. It's funny.

No?

Okay, what's up, Dov?

You don't talk to me for months, and now you want to be my friend?

Actually, no, I don't.

No? You don't?

Not anymore.

Okay, so, why don't you do yourself a favor and just get mad at me already?

Yell at me. Get it out.

No. No glaring. No huffing.

Get mad at me. Don't poke me.

You deserve it.

No, I don't deserve it!

I didn't do anything!

Our entire relationship was an affair.

I couldn't even get mad about it because you got sh*t and you almost d*ed.

Good. Keep going.

And then you... then you... then you do this... this happy-go-lucky Chloe thing.

Oh, oh, and you get away with... with lying and being married and kissing Wes and doing whatever you want because, "oh, I'm Chloe. I'm so bubbly. I'm a free spirit."

Yes, I'm mad that you were married to somebody else, and I hate that I'll never be married to you first!

[Breathing shakily]

Just do it.

Do it.

[Inhaler hisses]

[Chuckles]

Shut up.

[Bag thuds]

I'm gonna burn this letter.

Oh, I'm not burning anything in here.

Well, then I'll shred it, and I'll even eat it.

Traci, come on.

You're a good cop.

No, you're a great cop.

And you're an amazing friend and an amazing mom.

And if I could just be just even... just even half of what you are...

I'm just saying that you... we don't have to wear this.

This is not our fault.

♪ It's a small town ♪
♪ it doesn't ask for much ♪
♪ broken down ♪

[liquid pours, glass clinks]

♪ Something small ♪
♪ something to shine the lights on ♪
♪ For those passing cars ♪

[glasses clink]

♪ The hopeful words they've drawn ♪
♪ It's all laid out in front for you to take it ♪

[Baby fusses]

Okay.

You know, we're gonna have to give you a-a name.

There... there was a short list, but you came early, so... but, you know, early's good.

It's a good habit.

[Chuckles]

♪ For you to take it ♪
♪ it's all laid out in front for you to take it ♪
♪ It's all laid out in front for you to take it ♪
♪ It's all laid out in front for you to take it ♪
♪ It's a small town ♪
♪ it doesn't ask for much ♪