35-foot cabin cruiser
currently docked in slip number 127.
Sam, we don't have eyes yet. You?
Almost there.
He's got to be in the cockpit or down below.
Guys, I got him.
Where are they-- middle, stern or bow?
Standing in the back. They're under a tarp.
Say it! Go to hell.
She's on him. Ed, she's right in his face.
Rebecca Kessfield, this is the police,
Strategic Response Unit.
Get back!
Rebecca, please!
No! Relax!
Go inside!
(dog barking, birds singing)
(knocking)
Just let me in, okay?
Come on. I know... I know you're there.
Honey, please.
Just let me in.
(dog barking)
(alarm wailing)
Sadie?
(keypad beeping)
(alarm stops) Sadie?
Honey?
It's just me.
Okay?
It's just me.
Sweetheart?
(woman whimpering)
(crying)
I told you not to come.
What are big sisters for?
(sighs): Oh, come on, let's get you up.
(whimpers)
Nothing glamorous about the bathroom floor.
Come here.
Hang on, hang on.
(distant crying of baby)
(crying increases in volume)
Sadie.
(pained gasp)
Let me see.
(crying of baby and woman continue)
WOMAN (on TV): You must release me.
For if you do not, I cannot be held accountable.
My lord,
you have shattered my heart.
You have awoken my soul...
You do! You have awoken my soul!
Wordy, this is the SRU.
You can't be watching Lady In Waiting.
It's a good movie. It's historical.
Wow.
I got four women in my house, all right?
Anything that helps me get closer
to Shelley and my girls-- I'm there.
If this is what they're watching,
I want to know about it.
We got no secrets.
I think you need to shoot something.
Well, after you, Siskel.
You're the one that recognized the quote.
Oh, yeah! Oh, snap!
Hey, you know what? It's on freaking Pay-Per-View,
every hour on the hour,
all right?
Well, maybe you and I should sit down, watch it together.
Compare our favorite scenes. I can braid your hair.
That's tricky business.
Oh, not really. Do it for Allie
all the time. She's got less hair than either
of these two.
PARKER: Ow! It's okay. Bring it, come on.
(baby crying) Sadie, you know what I'm going to say, right?
Yeah. I don't want to hear it.
Just not right now, okay?
Okay, I'm going to go check on Caitlin.
She was in her crib the whole time?
Yeah.
You want her in here? Yeah.
(baby squalling)
So, you really sit around and watch those sappy movies
with your kids or what? Yeah.
Huh.
(water running) I got girls.
It's different, right?
You got a boy.
No. I know, I know.
You know, he's a good kid.
Great kid. It's just, it's awkward.
You know, I love rock music.
He plays the cello.
Loves basketball,
hates hockey.
Last week, he came home.
Big fat lip.
Won't tell me what happened, all right?
Turns out, this kid at school-- they had a hassle,
and he told the teacher.
Kid waited for him after school,
and...
You know, what are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do? I don't know. You know,
if Soph wants, we'll go to the school, and we'll talk to them.
So go to the school about it, find out what's going on.
No. I mean, it'll just make it worse.
Clark needs to stand up on his own... his own two feet.
He's 13 years old.
Exactly.
Well, no wonder he doesn't want to talk to you about it.
You know what, Wordy?
You got three girls, okay, so...
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, three girls--
real walk in the park.
They never do anything wrong.
You know what? You know what?
Whatever, okay? Forget it.
Oh, yeah.
That-That's mature.
(baby wailing) Oh, that's okay.
You're okay now.
Hang on.
God almighty, Sadie.
(sobbing)
What the hell happened?
He didn't touch her.
So why does this have blood on it?
It was me. I felt sick,
so I picked her up. Do you just hear yourself? Do you?
Do not judge me.
This cannot continue!
Well, tell me how it ends then.
Tell me.
We both know how it ends.
I call the cops.
They show up.
He's got a fat lip because I fought back.
He tells them I'm crazy.
And they turn out to be buddies from 58 Division.
So you leave.
(crying)
Where is he, Sadie?
Please.
You can't. If he finds out
that you know about this, any of this,
he's gonna kill me, or you, or...
Oh, just-just leave.
(crying)
(sobbing)
I don't know.
I just
don't know anymore.
(sobbing)
This is going to end.
(crying)
I get it.
You can't do it.
I just need to sleep.
Okay. Everything's fine.
Just go to sleep.
I'll give Caitlin a bottle.
Rebecca?
I'm sorry.
So am I.
Captioning sponsored by CBS
Hey!
(whistles) Ooh.
Okay. I'll be right back.
We got no calls yet,
but tonight there's going to be a full moon,
so... So...?
So, full moons-- they make people crazy.
It's a proven fact, so...
I'm gonna call tonight patrol night.
All right! (whoops) Yes!
All right, do a little
Team One PR, let the city
know we're here, keep the bad guys on their toes.
Yeah, Spike.
Club district? Me and Lou?
What? There's all kinds of troubles there all the time.
Right? Fine. Patrol happy hour-- all those very threatening
young women in tube tops-- but just, uh,
button up, huh? Sorry.
Be good, look good.
Jules, still representing the force.
Eddie,
Mr. Wordsworth?
East End, roving gangs of families,
runaway strollers and whatnot.
Mm-hmm. It's all yours. Sam, Jules?
We'll take west.
I'm thinking chicken roti at Island Foods.
Hey, we'll take west.
Uh-uh. PARKER: You got tube tops.
Yeah.
Let's go keep the peace.
(sighs)
(rock music plays, loud, overlapping chatter)
All right, it's beating time.
School's in, Frankie. Hey, Mickie.
Triple 20? How you doing?
Yeah. Good.
Vodka soda?
You got it.
Uh, triple one.
(laughs): That's on the board.
Yeah.
Yeah, it is.
Hold up a sec.
Where's he going?
What are you doing here?
Long day. Having a drink.
Thanks.
Uh, Rebecca, I don't...
Relax.
Don't worry. I'm in a good mood.
Nice day. Sun's shining.
Spent the day
planting trees.
Well, unplanting trees, actually.
This, uh... this blue hair
in Forest Hill's trying to tell me
she didn't mean to order purple lilac,
she wanted white lilac.
Now I've got 3,000 bucks
worth of purple trees sitting in my truck,
but, hey, she's paying.
I guess.
So you talk to Sadie lately?
We're not really, uh...
No, I mean, not in a few weeks.
Everything okay?
Yeah, sure, everything's great, you know.
I'm kind of keeping my distance these days.
She's got a lot on her plate.
You could say that.
And I will.
Sit down. Have a drink.
I mean, if you want.
(keys jangle)
(touch-tone dialing)
Hi, Matt.
It's Sadie.
I... I need your help.
ED: Wordy, at least let's take Parliament Street?
All right, somebody's got to be beating something up over there.
Well, can you go any slower?
Do you want to just stop? Let's just stop.
I'm cool with that. We'll just stop the car.
What is your problem?
I don't have a problem.
It's my opinion.
All right? Your kid gets into some trouble,
you go into the school.
You figure it out.
What? That's how I feel.
Shelley teach you that?
(chuckles)
Just go, go braid some hair, express your emotions.
All right, Wordy? Whatever.
No, you know what Shelley taught me?
No, Wordy, what'd your wife teach ya?
Don't be a victim,
don't be a perpetrator,
and above all, don't be a bystander.
(cell phone chirps)
Go for Ed. You're an ass.
MATT (on phone): Eddie, Matt McDondrick here.
Matty, what's going on, buddy?
Well, my partner in Narcotics, Pete Fitzhaven?
His wife just called, her name's Sadie.
I'm stuck in court on a heroin case,
she needs a little help on the QT.
I don't know who else to ask.
What do you need?
I don't know yet.
There's, um...
there's a little bit of trouble over there.
Pete's gun's missing, she can't track him down.
All right, where is she?
You sure you're okay to stop by?
I figure if there's a firearm involved,
you guys might get called anyway.
Better if it's you, right?
Yeah, yeah. We're just on patrol, it's no problem.
Give me her twenty, we'll be there in five.
See? It's nice to turn off your phone once in a while.
It's old school.
No one can find you, no one knows where you are...
Hey, how'd it go with the review board?
You get bumped up?
I did.
No way!
Congratulations, Sergeant.
Hey, Mickey, we need another round here.
You got it.
You, uh,
still playing with that thing?
'Cause it kind of looks like your boys
want to finish their game.
I don't know.
It's up to you, I guess.
Pete, it's nice to see you.
It's good to catch up, you know?
All right. I'll be back.
Finish that drink.
Just soda from now on, okay, Mickey?
You sure?
Yeah. I don't want to make him feel bad,
but it's a little early for me.
(doorbell rings)
ED: Check out the window.
Sadie Fitzhaven?
Hey, I'm Ed, this is Kevin. We, uh...
we got a call from Matt McDondrick.
Oh, God.
Um, he said he'd send a friend.
He didn't need to call the SRU.
Oh, it's all right. We're friends.
We're, uh, we're just on patrol.
It's nothing official.
Do you mind if I just...?
Not at all. Go ahead.
So you want to tell us what's going on?
My sister came by.
She was upset, she was... very emotional.
Hmm, your sister?
And you didn't let her in?
Well, I was upstairs.
I was with the baby.
I was nursing, so I didn't get the door.
I guess she just figured I was here. So what did she want?
To talk to Pete.
"Talk to Pete"?
Did you tell her where he was?
Oh, I didn't have to.
Chances are, if Pete's not here, then he's at The Lion.
I was upstairs, you know, in the baby's room.
She was storming around for a while and then she left.
With your husband's gun.
Are you're sure
he didn't have it with him?
No, I saw him put it in the closet.
He's very particular.
One place, that's where it goes.
Look, I'm sure that everything's fine.
You know, and I wish that Matt hadn't called you.
I just wanted him to make sure that...
(baby cries)
Uh-uh, no way.
I agree.
Pete's voicemail.
She's leaving stuff out.
She's leaving all the good stuff out.
Maybe she doesn't know any good stuff.
Matty, it's Ed.
You talk to her?
We did. And?
I don't know, there's something going on.
There's a, there's a broken door,
there's a missing gun...
Who broke the door?
Her sister, Rebecca Kessfield.
That ring any bells?
You sure it was Rebecca?
What's the story, Matt?
Off the record, she's been stalking the guy.
She's been obsessed about him for months.
She's out of her sweet mind.
Pete's told me crazy stuff,
stuff he hasn't even told Sadie.
¶ ¶
I'm out.
What? Where are you going?
You bailed on our game.
Nah, guys, I'm calling it a day.
(guys groaning)
I got a baby at home.
(alarm chirps)
Told you I wasn't leaving.
Just didn't want anybody talking.
Pete, why don't I just drive you home? It's been a long day.
I'm fine.
Come on, you've had a few.
Hey, if you want to walk home, that's cool.
But I'm good to go.
Okay, I guess I'll walk.
You know, it was, uh, it was good to see you.
Where's your car?
I didn't drive.
You want a lift?
You sure?
I don't mind at all.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
You're such a lightweight.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
I could, uh, I could do another drink. You know?
I'm not scared.
Hmm...
What about the patio at O'Malley's?
It's a beautiful sunset.
Or we could, uh...
we could go to your boat.
ED: Guys, this may be nothing,
but we've got a potential incident
involving a police officer
and a missing firearm at The Lion Bar.
Copy that. I've got nothing going on. I'll meet you there.
South Street and Beacon.
Bravo Charlie. JULES (over radio): Copy.
You guys stay put. We'll call you if we need you.
PETE: This way.
It's just up here on the left.
Careful, don't fall in.
I did that once, in Venice.
I came out of this restaurant,
couple glasses of wine. Thought it was the reflection
of the street or something. I stepped right in
and, bam, I'm in the canal.
You know, there's no fences or anything.
Man, you are lucky.
I wish I had a chance to, you know?
To what? Travel.
See the world, get drunk.
Help pretty ladies out of the water.
Well...
here we are.
Yeah, they were talking at the bar.
But, uh, she said good-bye, left without him.
Everything seemed fine to me.
She really wasn't even drinking.
She had one drink, and then after that, it was soda water.
PARKER: Hey, Eddie.
Rebecca Kessfield's clean.
No priors, no tickets, no nothing.
What about the wife?
Haven't checked yet. Eddie.
Any news? Nothing.
Guys, this woman's out of her mind.
Yeah, but so is his wife.
The whole family, I feel bad for the guy, I do.
Ed...
three weeks ago Pete said Rebecca showed up at the office.
Sat outside in her car for an hour
waiting for him to come out.
Apparently, he didn't return her call.
Matty, they having a thing here or what?
I don't know. Not my place, I...
Maybe.
The wife's sister? Boss!
Hold on a second.
I don't know for sure, okay?
But there was something there.
I guess I figured maybe they had a thing,
he ended it, obvious reasons.
She was pissed off, confused-- I don't know.
Don't ask, don't tell.
A little domestic situation on our hands?
He's hammered.
She's got a gun.
I hear you.
Hey, Frank, where's he going?
I don't know. He said he's going home.
Well, he's not at home.
Anyone? He's got a boat.
Let's start with the boat.
Team One, let's gear up.
Thanks.
You could have.
PETE: Could have what?
Gone to Italy.
You know, this, uh...
this boat alone would have bought you a couple of trips,
there and back, you and Sadie.
Nah, I need this.
It's good to have a place to go, you know?
Get away.
There we are.
Sit down, relax.
Sunset, right?
Don't want to miss it.
Let me just, uh... pull this back
so we get a better view. No, uh...
it's kind of nice.
It's cozy, you know?
ED: Security guard said that he pulled in, in a blue pickup
with a blonde passenger-- it's got to be them.
PARKER: Let's check with Matt, see if he knows which slip he's in.
So, are you seeing anyone?
Not right now.
All the good ones are taken, right?
I'm not really sure I'm cut out for the marriage thing.
Looks pretty hard.
Oh, come on.
No sex, no fun, no sleep, no slack.
What's not to like?
So, why do you stay?
I don't know.
Looking for something better to come along, I guess.
You know?
Matt, are you sure about this?
I was here two weeks ago-- he's moored in 127.
That's it. PARKER: Okay, well...
parallel to the end of the dock.
That's not good. No, it's harder to contain.
Contain?
That's what we're starting with.
We want all our options, and that's the only way out?
Yeah, on foot.
Sergeant, just walk your guys down to the boat.
Now, we don't want to spook the girl
with a gun, all right?
If they don't see us,
we control what happens.
Sam, we need to find a high point,
parallel and east of this guy right here.
So let me know when you got eyes on him.
Yes, sir.
All right, the rest of us,
we're going to go stealth
till I hear something different-- Jules,
get Matty to command truck.
I want priors on the wife,
I want priors on the husband.
Priors on the husband?
Sergeant, this way.
Wordy?
We need to get Sadie Fitzhaven down here.
What, the wife? Why?
Because she was lying.
Okay, I...
Won't let her past the truck.
All right, good, 'cause I don't
want her anywhere near this thing.
Uh-huh, copy that.
Lewis, Spike.
Let's hit it.
We used to be good.
Things were good for the first couple years.
It's-it's complicated.
Used to be us against the world.
Whoo!
Then, she had Caitlin and...
Day she was born, Sadie's all grumpy,
she's on the edge.
That baby doesn't stop crying.
You know, she's five months old.
Sir!
Let's go, let's go, let's hustle it up.
(typing)
7:57 PM-- Team One on the scene
of a possible domestic, Marina Quay West.
JULES: 35-foot cabin cruiser,
registered under one Peter Fitzhaven,
currently docked at slip number 127.
My job takes it out of me.
I haven't had sex with my wife in six months.
(sighs)
I'm sitting next to a girl that...
Well, I chose the wrong one.
They're either in the cockpit
or they're in the cabin.
Lewis, see if you can get eyes from down here.
What if nothing's happened?
What if he's in there alone? I hope so.
False alarm's my favorite kind of alarm.
Spike, see if this guy
will let you use his shortwave.
Maybe we can contact him through that.
Yeah, it'll work if he's got his radio on.
Okay, I'll check it out.
Lewis?
There's plastic all around the front.
I can't see anything.
If I got near the actual dock, maybe.
No, back off, I don't want her spotting you.
Hello there. Hello.
I need to use your radio.
So leave if you're unhappy.
Maybe I will.
Maybe you should.
Hey, don't tell me what to do.
I'm not, I'm just...
Pete, it's not a secret, you know?
You married my little sister
at this very marina, what,
three years ago?
When's the first time you hit her?
Excuse me? I'm guessing about five months later.
I'm thinking maybe it was that first Halloween.
She got dressed up for a party, sexy nurse.
I remember you didn't like it much. You know what, you...
It took me a little while
to figure it out, but I did.
She doesn't have any energy to lie
to me anymore. No?
Because she's pretty good at it.
(radio static) No.
Thanks.
We had a few fights.
We had a kid, she got fat.
We had more fights.
She's my wife!
She's your prisoner!
(snickering)
Don't you laugh.
Don't you dare laugh!
I think it's time that you left.
PARKER: Sam, we don't have eyes yet. You?
Almost there.
You know what, how come you haven't left yet?
Oh.
Guys, I got them.
Where are they, middle, stern or bow?
Standing in the back right under a tarp.
It's not like she's asking for the moon,
you know?
It's not like she's asking for flowers
or diamonds or trips to Italy.
She's just asking you to be nice.
The thing is you can't do it. Rebecca...
You can't do it, Pete, 'cause it's not in your nature.
You're gonna leave tonight.
Okay, you're gonna go to a friend's place,
she's gonna get a lawyer,
and you're never gonna see her again.
Rebecca...
Say that you'll do it.
Just... Say that you'll do it!
Give me my gun back.
Say it! Go to hell.
Say it again.
She's got a gun.
She's got it pointed at his head.
Either way, this is gonna be over today.
It's gonna be over.
It's gonna be done.
She's moving in, she's on him.
Ed, she's right in his face.
PARKER (through bullhorn): Rebecca Kessfield,
this is the Police Strategic Response Unit.
We have everything
under control out here.
How's everything over there?
Get back!
Rebecca, my name is Greg,
and I want to help you.
Undo that rope.
Pete, undo the rope!
We're concerned about your safety,
Go! so if you can tell me what this
is all about, we can all go home.
Do you have a cell phone?
Do it! Maybe you can
turn it on, and we can start talking about this.
That's Pete.
Cutting the boat loose.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Hey! Hey! Get back.
Get back, Pete.
Go inside.
Go inside! Rebecca, please...
Go! Relax!
Looks like they're going inside.
Okay, easy.
We can't help you this way.
You have to stay calm,
you have to stay there,
and you have to talk to us.
They're inside the cabin.
Inside the cabin?
Buddy, they're floating away.
REBECCA: Maybe it's good, you know?
Maybe they'll finally... maybe they'll finally listen.
Except you probably...
you probably set me up, right?
Your guys probably think I'm crazy, huh?
Stop it! We do not need you out there.
Now, I need you to tell us everything you can
about Pete Fitzhaven.
We can't figure out why we're here, we can't start talking.
Good, go lethal, please.
I told you everything already.
Jules?
Can you take over? Yeah, in the truck.
The wife's here.
Luria's stuck in a parole hearing.
She's gonna keep us posted.
Sadie, hi.
I'm Kevin Wordsworth-- we met at your place.
I'm sorry, I had
to drop Caitlin off at the neighbor's.
What's happened? Well, nothing's happened.
We're just trying to make contact
with Rebecca, with your husband.
We're working on it, okay?
But, Sadie, right now, I really need your help.
We need to understand what's going on here.
If you want us to get your husband home to you
safe and sound tonight, you need to tell me what Rebecca wants.
You good to keep talking?
If I can get her on the phone.
There's only so much I can do with this thing.
All right, well, they can still hear you.
Okay, till we get a better plan, give me Lewis as my second.
Fine, I'll take Sam.
Lewis, you copy that? Copy.
All right, Spike, I need ears on that boat.
Get the parabolic mic.
Sam, I need a canister of non-pyrotechnic CS
ready to fire, and you might be going for a swim.
Boss...
I need you to talk this thing down
so we don't have to go on a boat ride.
You got both cell numbers?
Yep. All right, start dialing.
Rebecca, this is Sergeant Greg Parker.
We're not going anywhere.
We can't go anywhere
until we resolve this thing.
I'm sorry, okay, and...
Rebecca, can you hear me? I'm so sorry.
Just... Hey, hey, what are you doing?
Easy, easy. What are you doing?
I will leave the house, okay?
I will get counseling.
Liar! I'm not lying!
I will never see her again, if that's what she wants, okay?
PARKER: Rebecca, can you hear me?
I... it's me, it's not her.
You remind me of this girl,
a girl from my neighborhood growing up.
She was smart,
she was funny, she was beautiful.
And then, she got married...
real young to this guy
who beat the crap out of her.
Both phones are off.
All right, keep dialing.
PARKER: Hey, Jules, Jules, get Luria.
Find out what this guy means to her.
Maybe she has a past psych history,
anything you got.
I'm on it.
The thing about Shelley
was that she's such a tough cookie...
that it took us... I don't know,
two years... to figure it out.
Two years...
before I realized
why she wore turtlenecks in the summer...
before I figured out why she's always looking so scared.
Two years before I could help her
get out of that marriage,
before anyone could help her get away.
And you know what?
If I'd been given half a chance...
I would have killed him.
PARKER: Spike, what do you hear? Nothing.
Water, very loud water.
Ed, what do you want to do?
I want to go in there.
I want to get ears on that boat,
or I want to gas them-- Sam?
Six rounds of CS, ready to roll.
Rebecca, we can't keep doing this.
We need to make contact with you.
We're trying to call you right now.
Please turn on your cell phone.
(panting): I, uh... my-my phone,
it's in my bag, it's... it's on the deck.
Let me go get it for you, okay?
No, no, no.
Where's your phone?
Right here. It's in my pocket.
Okay, turn it on.
Turn it on.
It's right here.
(phone beeping)
It's on.
Put it on the floor.
Put it on the floor!
Kick it forward.
Kick it over!
Okay.
(groans) Drop it!
Or I'll break your wrist.
I said... (groans)
(grunts)
Jules, what do you got?
Luria sent me Rebecca's chart,
but there is nothing there-- no meds,
no shrink, no history.
What about her sister?
Not yet.
But Wordy's with her now.
Sadie, we're preparing a lethal solution
for your sister!
If you can think of anything
that might help us, anything...
(crying)
I told her to leave me alone.
I didn't want her in the middle of this.
She hates me for not leaving him.
It is not your fault.
It's his fault.
Take care of her.
It's his fault!
Just-just don't hurt her please!
(grunting)
Self-defense.
It's a cop's best friend.
Dude. You can't swim in your gear.
Sam, I know
it's a little unorthodox.
No time
for a wet suit. You good to go?
Ready, Freddy.
That side of the boat,
hatch side of the cabin.
This isn't a rookie thing, is it?
No, sir.
So much for patrol night.
ED: Swimmer in the water.
A few minutes, we're gonna have ears, but...
...not exactly a fish.
Please, please. Rebecca?
Pete?
Stop I'm begging you!
Just... just tell me what I can do.
Hey, it's Greg Parker, I'm glad you...
Rebecca?
Pete?
(grunts)
Spike, get me a zodiac.
All right.
Sarge, he's beating Sadie up.
Sister feels responsible, she introduced them.
You got to be kidding me. Sergeant, do not leave...
Today, Sadie got defensive.
It all went south.
I guess Rebecca decided enough is enough.
Wordy, you're sure?
Wait till you see her neck.
That's from today's good times, apparently.
What are we hearing?
Nothing yet.
I thought we were getting ears.
Guys, we are running out of light.
(whispering): Mic is in place.
Got it.
PETE: Now this is going to work out pretty well.
'Cause my ass is covered.
'Cause I've told anyone that's listening,
that you're a crazy psycho bitch. (gagging)
(groans)
I am going to kill you.
Right here and right now.
Guys, it's not her. It's him.
And when you stop breathing,
PARKER: Pete, you're a police officer, you know
where this is going. you're going to know that it's your fault.
Pete, you're a police officer,
you know where this is going.
Phone is ringing, you need to pick it up
(phone ringing) before it goes to voicemail.
Guys, I'm coming to you.
It's okay, Wordy, we're getting her out.
Rebecca, if you
won't talk to us, we're coming in.
(ringing continues)
Yeah, I got it.
I hear you.
Pete, what's going on in there?
It's okay, I-I got the gun back.
I got her contained.
What do you mean you've got her contained, Pete?
She's unconscious.
If he's telling the truth
and she's out cold, we can't use the gas.
All right, fine.
Buy me 90 seconds.
Lewis, Spike, let's go!
PARKER: Pete, how's she doing?
You heard her, right?
You saw her?
You saw her trying to kill me, right?
PARKER: Yeah, that's right, we saw that.
Hey, Pete, how's she doing?
Is she breathing?
(grunting)
I don't know.
Well, just turn the boat around and come on back, buddy.
It's all good. I can't.
I can't. I don't know what happened. I just...
That's okay, buddy.
That's okay.
Hey, we're good. Your wife's here.
She's telling us everything that happened.
Sadie? She is?
She's telling us. She's telling us,
that Rebecca broke into your house today.
She's confirmed it.
Pete, listen to me, okay?
It's done.
The woman's out of control.
We all get that, your partner's already said it.
She took your gun, she came after you.
Now, you're a good cop.
So let's not let this situation get in the way of that, okay?
Whatever you had to do, you did in self-defense. I get that.
Please, buddy,
let's just, let's just stop this
from getting out of control.
Pete, come on back.
Okay, we bring her in,
we slap her a restraining order on her until she goes to jail.
No questions asked,
You hear me, are you listening?
Better for you all the way around if she makes it, pal.
Pete?
Pete, talk to me.
ED: Put the gun down!
Down!
Interlock your fingers
behind your head.
You got 'em? Thank God you guys are here.
Down on the ground!
Come on.
(groans)
What the hell are you doing?
Cuff him!
She's the one,
right?
You saw her, right?
You got her?
(groans)
I mean, we got her, right?
We got her.
Get her good.
All right, you're going to be okay.
You'll be okay, you're going to be okay.
I'm sorry I have to do this.
All right, you're okay.
You're going to be all right, Rebecca.
Okay, okay,
the facade's over you can take these off now.
SADIE: Where is she?! Sadie?
Keep away. I'm sorry you were scared.
I-- Don't worry about this.
It's just-- it's part of the procedure.
How's Caitlin? Where's Caitlin, honey?
Don't!
Go! Go!
Okay, how far are we taking this?
I mean, come on-- Hey!
That was good.
Yeah.
Now how about you take these cuffs off.
How about we take the cuffs off now. Pete...
What?
Have a listen.
We got her.
All right, this is good.
PETE: Now this is going to work out pretty well.
'Cause my ass is covered.
I am going to kill you.
Right here and right now.
And when you stop breathing...
(Rebecca gagging)
you're going to know that it's your fault. Matty...
Come on. Please, Matty.
We clean up after each other,
that's what we do.
Guess I didn't really know
what I was cleaning up after, did I?
Say it!
Say it, bitch!
You lying piece of garbage.
I want my lawyer.
MAT: You're going to need one.
Rebecca...
I'm so sorry.
Please, please, don't be sorry.
It's me,
it's my fault. (moans)
I think it's broken.
We're going straight to the hospital, right?
She needs a doctor.
I'm sorry, I--
This wasn't what I--
I just wanted him to stop, you know?
(siren wailing)
I know.
It's okay.
Get him out of here, Wordy.
Come on, let's go.
Watch your head.
9:33 PM. Incident contained.
Two arrests, one heading to hospital.
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¶ How I feel ¶
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So I heard you're a really good swimmer.
Get out of here. Yeah, I did.
Were you on the swim team?
Yeah, I admit, I'm not the, uh...
I'm not the biggest fan of water.
No? No.
I was raised in the desert.
¶ Gotta change... ¶
Hey, buddy.
Hey, yeah, listen, tell your mom that I'm on my way home, okay?
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Want to play some driveway hoops?
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¶ We were only... ¶
Hey, Shelley.
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