Saving Grace s03e09 Episode Script

Oh, man.
- Can we please talk? - On my way out.
- Ten minutes.
- Just got called in.
- No, you have been called by God.
- But right now, gotta get to work.
I've been thinking about Earl, about angels about how God uses his angels as tools, as instruments to convey his will.
And then it struck me.
Have you asked Earl what God wants you to do? I understand.
You don't want me to meet Earl.
That's fine.
It's cruel, but it's fine.
It's just Grace, I think about all the good you and Earl could do.
And I wanna offer you my service.
I mean this.
If I can help, please, use me.
- Help me find my keys.
- Why can't you be serious? - I am.
- I don't understand you.
God has given you an angel.
What are you doing with this gift, this responsibility? Huh? Have you found Neely? Yes, I know about Neely.
Earl wants you to have a relationship with her.
Yeah.
Have you found her? Have you even tried to find her? - I bet I could find her.
- I have used every law enforcement resource known to man.
- She can't be found.
- I have a higher resource.
Father John.
Mrs.
Kelsey, I can't understand you.
What? Okay, well, where is he? Which one? No.
I'Il I'Il I'll go get him.
Okay, right.
I'm on my way.
I have to go.
Mr.
Kelsey, let's go home.
- Your wife's worried about you.
- Shit, Father.
Shit.
- Let's go.
- All right.
Okay, but but look at her.
Look what God made perfection named Coco.
God is great.
Yes, he is.
Let's go, all right? Why are you doing this? You got other options, Neely.
We call men like you "Captain Save a Ho.
" Now you're calling yourself a ho? I'm not breaking any laws.
That's a nice change of pace.
What name you using? Last month in Maine, you were Tanika.
In Miami, it was Diane the bartender.
Good bartender.
Best Cosmo I ever had.
Thank you.
My nom de stripper is Angel.
Tanika, a lobster fisherman in Maine.
- I thought you liked that.
- I did.
And now I like this.
- Excuse me.
- No problem.
God bless.
God bless.
Let's go.
#So pretty and, oh, so bold # # Got a heart full of gold on a Ionely road # - # She said, "I don't even think that God can save me"# - # Save me # # Am I gaining ground Am I losing face # # Have I lost and found my saving grace # # Thankful for the gift my angels gave me ## Johnny was freaked out about this dream he had about you and so I told him about the dream we had and about nose-ring girl.
Wha Why? Because Earl is doing something with our dreams.
Johnny had a dream about me? You were a saint healing people and you rose Johnny from the dead.
- What happened to your face? - What? Is it too much? - No.
You look great.
- Yeah.
It looks nice.
So we got a dead parole officer.
Ricky Darrell, 33.
He worked for the Department of Corrections eight years.
- Who found him? - OG&E guy.
First officer on the scene was his sister, Maura Darrell.
- She's a cop? - Mm-hmm.
- I don't know her.
- Same here.
Working patrol shift one.
Call came over dispatch.
She recognized the address.
Shit.
7:00 to 5:00.
Nice way to start your day.
And here's the thing.
She messed up the crime scene good.
- No.
- Tried C.
P.
R.
, moved the body.
Who knows what else.
Officer Darrell, I'm Detective Hanadarko.
Grace.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
I compromised the scene.
I'm sorry for your loss.
- Talk me through it.
- I arrived at 10:02.
- You run up the driveway? - Yes, ma'am.
Stepped in blood.
I immediately administered C.
P.
R.
When efforts to revive proved futile I moved the body onto the lawn.
- I don't know why.
- Grass is softer than concrete.
I proceeded into the house through what was an open door.
Retrieved a blanket.
I pulled the door closed on my way out.
Check his parolees.
Ricky thought he could save everyone.
Oliver Garrison.
Copy of his high school equivalency diploma letter of recommendation and certificate for the successful completion of anger management.
Ricky was documenting his achievements.
Maybe he wanted to get Oliver a job.
Giving a parolee your home address doesn't seem real smart.
Well, maybe Ricky trusted him.
It's weird being in a parole officer's house.
Never knew jack about my dad's P.
O.
Except he wore this cologne, Royall Lyme.
Smelled like bay leaf and ocean.
That is weird.
Parole Officer Isherwood, first name Mister.
Man was a mystery.
Here he is with Maura and an arm.
Must like his sister.
He didn't cut her up.
Six case files, field itineraries, chronological records.
- Shit, man.
Ricky was working.
- Cell phone, wallet.
Money inside.
Nine-millimeter Glock in this top drawer.
And brand-new toys for toddlers from preschool.
Maybe Ricky's got kids that live somewhere else.
Maybe with the arm.
- Like I said, the man was a mystery.
- Yeah.
That's how many parolees we got in Oklahoma City right now.
Ricky's got a caseload of 99.
Means we're gonna need 99 alibis.
M.
E.
says he's been dead about nine hours.
So 2:30 this morning, Ricky's murdered.
Yeah.
He was up late working.
Something brings him outside to his driveway.
He's barefoot, in his pajamas without his gun.
Ricky knows the killer.
Attack starts here.
Nobody hears anything.
Neighbors on the left are out of town.
Neighbors on the right sleep with the TVon.
M.
E.
said it was a blunt force trauma like a baseball bat.
Parole officers are trained in self-defense same as us.
Ricky have any defensive wounds? No.
So he's caught off guard.
Shit.
What? I keep having flashbacks to the day you went missing.
You figured out it was someone I knew.
First blow disorients him.
Ricky tries to get away.
He steadies himself on the car.
This is where he dies.
Hey, excuse me.
Don't touch that, please.
- Maura.
- Grace.
Grace.
We're taking care of this, Maura.
Come on.
Let's have somebody take Officer Darrell home.
Hanadarko.
Who? Leo? Grace, thank goodness.
They won't let any of us go, and I'm missing Mass at the nursing home.
What do you know about the prostitution ring running out of this place? - What? Nothing.
- Stand over there.
- What are you doing? - I'm sending one to Joe, Jimmy and Leo.
Paige won't think it's funny, but I'll send it to her too.
Neely! Wait! Holy shit.
- Earl's lost his mind.
- What happened? He sucked Neely away in a vortex of light at a strip club in front of Johnny.
- What, you found Neely? - No.
I found Johnny at a strip club.
Don't ask.
And Neely was there.
And then Earl sucked her away in a In a vortex of light.
What are you saying? I'm saying this shit's starting to turn and Earl is starting to I don't know what.
But he's bringing Johnny into it, and Johnny offered to be me and Earl's servant.
- It could be fun.
- Maybe.
Are you saying that Earl showed Johnny a miracle? That's what Johnny thinks.
And he's ecstatic.
Closest thing to an orgasm he's ever had.
Yeah.
I found that in Neely's Sorry.
Angel's locker.
I've been looking for this girl for three months.
And Johnny tells me he's gonna find her, and bam, there she is.
And then zap, there she goes.
Now he's roaming the streets determined to find her.
Bet he doesn't check the Skirvin.
Wanna go test some doors? - You find anything? - I did.
And it's potentially significant.
It may be a piece of our murder weapon.
The blood on the wood A-positive, same as Ricky.
- Find any glasses? - No.
Ricky wore glasses.
They didn't find them at his house.
- Where did you find that? - In the grass by his tooth.
- The wood is hard rock maple.
- Like a baseball bat.
Only 98 alibis to go.
I think we're missing one of Ricky's case files.
- We found six files in his house.
- And no glasses.
Well, there should be 93 files in these boxes from his office.
I counted 92 twice.
Ninety-two and six is 98, not 99.
- So where's the missing file? - What if the killer took it? He knows there's something in there and knows Ricky's gonna violate him send him back to prison.
- What's that asshole doing here? - What, Tom Harris? He was working at, uh, Lawton's D.
A.
's office.
- He's back here.
- You kidding, right? No.
He took a plea bargain on this drug-dealing prick I know who was beating his daughter.
He's probably still beating her.
She was only three when that asshole could've put him away.
- That asshole is Perry's ex-husband.
- I know.
Inspectors Dewey, Stillwater, Ada you remember Assistant D.
A.
Harris.
What's up? I'll talk to you later.
For the record, between the two of y'all, mine is bigger.
Okay.
What do we have on Ricky Darrell? Uh, he's dedicated to his job.
We think he's single.
Neighbors have not seen him with anyone.
Nobody's surprised a parolee has his home address.
- Ricky took chances if he believed in you.
- Enter Oliver Garrison.
Armed bank robber, liked to beat up his victims.
Bobby, you got "A" through "H.
" Yo.
Electronic monitoring.
- Oliver Garrison has an ankle bracelet.
- And no file.
Bring Garrison in.
Get the passwords from D.
O.
C.
Let's see where this guy's been.
I understand you made a request.
You sure you wanna do this yourself? The last time I saw Ricky was two days ago.
He stopped by, brought me this blender he never used.
- Everything okay? He seem okay? - Yes, ma'am.
What'd you get from the canvass? We're still at it.
Does Ricky smoke? I want you to know everybody speaks real highly of your brother.
- He have a girlfriend? - He never talked about who he was seeing.
- Occupational hazard.
- Yeah.
Every P.
O.
I know keeps their private life private.
But we did find out that Ricky gave one of his parolees his home address.
- One of his clients.
- Oliver Garrison.
You know him? No.
He didn't talk about work either.
Maybe sports or the last big thunderstorm.
Ricky doesn't like drama.
Older brothers never do.
Younger sisters that's more our thing.
- What about family drama? - It was just me, Ricky and our dad.
Your father's a Baptist minister, right? - Does he know you're a lesbian? - Yes.
- Does Ricky? - Yeah.
- No family drama there? - Not anymore.
I mean, my dad doesn't wanna hear about it, so I don't talk about it.
Ricky never said much about it either but he stood by me.
I know he loves me.
Daddy's still praying on it.
We found some toys in Ricky's house.
- He have kids? - No.
But he liked to keep a stash for his parolees so they'd have something for their kids' birthdays.
- When was this taken? - It looks like a football game.
- Who did Ricky cut out? - I think an obnoxious Texas fan.
Of course.
I have to ask.
Where were you last night? - Your sergeant said you were home sick.
- Yeah.
I wasn't feeling well last night.
I switched shifts.
I was home all night.
- When did all that happen? - Uh, I got into a fight with a shithead a couple days ago.
A lot of shitheads wanna challenge female officers.
What is the point of a monitoring device if you can go out of range? It's like a cell phone.
Sometimes you get bad reception - but you still got to verify your whereabouts.
- What, Oliver in the wind? Yeah.
Couple of hours.
But I'm gonna download his past 48.
This is a pilot program, right? So Ricky handpicks Oliver to test out the ankle bracelet except it doesn't work half the time.
Yeah, but the program is about giving parolees leeway and freedom while someone's still watching them.
- So who else are we watching? - Ricky had copies of another P.
O.
's field itineraries all for the past month.
P.
O.
was Calvin Revo, and one of the appointments is the same for all of them.
Home visits to a parolee named Alison Lambert.
Bobby, talk to Calvin Revo.
Butch, find Oliver Garrison.
And, Ham, keep knocking off those alibis.
It's gonna be a long night, guys.
You better get something to eat.
Don't look at me like that.
I'd appreciate it if you'd give me a call.
Thanks, Jillian.
- I smell a priest.
- How do you do that? Johnny parked his car in front of my house.
You two going through my shit? I wasn't.
Sorry about Neely.
I was just following orders.
I don't want my brother part of this.
Who's the first person you told about me? You went to Johnny.
So don't go pointing your finger at me.
You only got yourself to blame.
Oh, my God.
Maybe you need Johnny, you know? Maybe he can help explain why this is happening to you.
He doesn't know anything.
That's why he was sneaking through my house.
It's my fault.
I told him about Neely.
And I told him about Earl.
Are you scared? - Of what? - I mean, what's happening or what's gonna happen.
- Are you? - Yeah.
- Why? - Who is Neely? What is Earl preparing you for? What does God want you to do? Months ago, remember you had this feeling if you found Neely - your life would never be the same.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Are you gonna keep looking for her? I'm in too deep.
Yeah.
With Alison Lambert, I've been getting eight solid hours.
She had a baby a few years ago, settled her right down.
She did time for felony murder on a drug case her no-good boyfriend dragged her into.
Alison's been your parolee for five years? Been my client four-and-a-half years.
- Before that, she was on Ricky's caseload.
- What happened? They couldn't get along.
She asked for someone else.
It happens.
- Then why is Ricky still keeping track of her? - First I heard of it.
- Maybe he crossed the line.
- Parole officer beds down with a client he don't just lose his job.
- He's charged with felony rape.
- We need to talk to Alison.
She lives at the Bellingmont Apartments, Portland and 63rd.
But she's in Dallas.
I gave her permission to travel out of state to a family funeral.
She left Tuesday.
Just because you gave her permission doesn't mean she went.
That's true.
You want me to bring her in? I'd appreciate it, Calvin.
And that other thing - you know, my father's file.
- I'll get back to you on that.
So yesterday at 6:45 p.
m.
, Ricky buys a stress ball at Avenue Books.
at a 3-X video emporium.
At 7:55, a toothbrush from a QuickFast.
On his Job Verifications.
- He's got clients working in all those places? - Yeah.
None of them knew that their coworker had a record.
I mean, Ricky goes in, man.
He just He pretends he's a customer.
Ricky was a true believer, man.
I couldn't do it, man.
I couldn't help these guys get back on their feet.
Get 'em a job, a place to live.
No way.
Yeah.
Who wants to work with scumbags all day? Hmm.
- When your brother came out - Hmm.
how big a deal was it in your family? A nuclear bomb, end of the world.
You talk to Ricky's dad yet? Didn't he say he lost both of his children now? He kinda, yeah.
But Dad's got an alibi.
Solid.
Ricky's sister got an alibi? Maura Maura switched shifts last night.
So no alibi.
- You see Maura's hands? - Hmm.
She said it was a fight with a shithead, but she didn't write anything up.
A couple shitheads ago, we kinda skipped that stuff too.
Kalkaji twins.
"You looked at me.
" - "Count of three.
" - "Get the party started.
" Huh.
What are you thinking about Maura? I don't know.
But that's two stories I can't verify.
I'm gonna meet her girlfriend.
You want me there? Come on, man.
- You want me there? - No, no.
I got it.
You gonna work on these girls, laying some Grace religion on 'em, man.
You gotta let me watch.
Maura was home all night.
She didn't feel well.
- Were you with her? - I was working.
But I called her, checked in on her.
Yeah.
You called her cell.
Last time was at midnight.
Yeah.
We check these things.
- What time you get home? - Around 2:00, maybe 3:00.
I don't know.
- Maura was asleep.
- You guys pregnant? What? No.
Maura takes a lot of sick days.
Eight in the last two months.
Yeah.
She's always getting banged up on the job.
It's - What's this gotta do with Ricky's murder? - Ricky know his sister was gay? - Yeah.
So? - So Ricky must've been the go-between.
Reverend Dad comes down on the sinful life you and Maura lead.
- Something like that? - Pretty much.
Yeah.
- Lots of drama.
- Always, you know.
What else is new? Well, at least Maura and Ricky could talk about it laugh even.
- What else are you gonna do? - Yeah.
- Maura said you owned this business.
- Girls' Night Out.
Yeah.
- Is this where you were last night? - God, it seems like a month ago.
Uh, I was working, not here.
I hosted a party at the Habana Inn.
I put together parties, other outings for the lesbian community.
You know, you should, um, e-mail me.
I'll add you to my mailing list.
Cool.
Oliver is still out of range but the green dot on each map shows where he's been the last 48 hours.
This morning at 10:04, he was at Central Plains Bank.
- Maybe he took pictures of the bank.
- Okay.
The green dot is red at the next location 9111 South Ross Avenue.
It means Oliver went someplace at 11:30 that's off-limits to him.
It's a condition of his parole.
address of a criminal associate of Oliver's.
- Then he went back to Central Plains Bank.
- Maybe scoping out a new heist.
Oh, shit.
Oliver's back on track.
He's traveling on l-44.
He just got off at the airport exit.
I'm looking where he was this morning at 1:47 a.
m.
You see that? I'll call airport security and Highway Patrol.
Go get him.
- Maura a good cop? - No.
She's a great cop.
- She had a great teacher.
- You.
I was her F.
T.
O.
first and fourth phase.
Lot of great memories.
Maura's first decomp was with me.
She always had good instincts.
- What about her girlfriend, Jillian? - You mean Licious.
- Love of Maura's life.
- Really? - Mm.
- Licious? Well, what can I say? Girl looks tasty.
- Throws one hell of a party too.
- Yeah? She does these things.
Calls them "lesbian attacks.
" Bunch of us take over a straight bar for the night.
- What happens? - Shit.
What doesn't happen? - Thanks, Millie.
I gotta go.
- Anything else you need, darlin', you let me know.
- Boop.
- We have Oliver's location.
We're picking him up.
He was at Ricky's house at 1:47 this morning.
M.
E.
's time of death is 1:00 to 4:00 a.
m.
I'm getting different stories from Maura and Jillian.
I want you and me to stay on 'em.
See, I bring you into the party.
Here's Johnny.
Thanks, Mike.
I have never been in the back of a police car in my life.
I hope you have a good explanation for this.
Me? I had you picked up to save your life.
Loitering at a strip club.
Harassing the girls.
Johnny, what are you thinking? I spent all afternoon developing a relationship - with a wonderful woman named Coco.
- Uh-huh.
- She's gonna help me find Neely.
- No.
Coco's gonna lure you into a dark alley where her boyfriend's gonna beat the shit out of you and then rob you blind.
She set up a meeting in half an hour.
Wanna come? Is that Neely? I got three numbers for you: So what? At least Stoops stuck around after he won the big show.
Saban thinks he can make it in the NFL? Sucks in Miami for two years and then comes back to coach 'Bama? - How much did that hurt? - Not as bad as the hurt we laid on you.
Defense wins championships.
- That bunch of hogs you call a front line? - Can stomp your ass.
Coco told me I was supposed to meet a priest.
- I'm Father John Hanadarko.
- That's my brother.
Big Troll's all about lighting up the scoreboard.
But Stoops can't bring it home.
Les Miles can.
He's a strategic genius.
Les Miles got so sick of us kicking his ass, he jumped conferences.
Take a load off, Father.
Padre will have a chardonnay.
Nothing for me, thanks.
Could you pass me the sugar bowl? She'll have the hot boodang called couscous.
At least we know how to spell "go.
" What's with the cockamamie plays anyhow? - Maybe we could talk about Earl.
- Like I said Les Miles is a strategic genius.
Yeah, if his strategy's getting his ass kicked by Arkansas.
- So now what? - I don't know.
Here's the thing.
I gotta go.
I gotta get back to work.
- You're a cop.
- Yeah.
- You've got my silver bag.
- I'll drop it off at the Skirvin.
What name should I leave it under? Neely Lloyd.
But you knew that.
Wanna get together next week, maybe get an ice cream cone? Here's another thing.
He's not really a priest.
He just thinks he is.
We try and humor him.
I gotta get him home.
It's past his supper.
Home address, home phone if you ever need anything.
You thinking about robbing Central Plains Bank, Oliver? No, sir.
I don't do that anymore.
- Then what were you doing with your old wheelman? - Lowell? Talking about getting him a job, something legit.
He needs work.
- Mr.
Darrell knows about this.
- Mr.
Darrell's dead.
So he won't be here to verify.
But maps tell the story.
- Mr.
Darrell's dead? - He was gonna send you back to prison.
- No, he wasn't.
- You were at Central Plains Bank today.
Developed the pictures.
Got your old wheelman to plan your escape out to Will Rogers.
- That's not what I was doing.
- You were at Ricky's last night right at the time he was murdered.
Smoked a few cigarettes.
Mr.
Darrell told me earlier he'd be working late, to stop by tell him how the job was going.
- When did you see Ricky earlier? - About 9:00.
He came by the Habana Inn.
I work for this lady who does parties and stuff.
Mr.
Darrell set me up.
He knows the owner.
- Oliver works for Jillian? - Yeah.
Ricky's star parolee works for Officer Darrell's girlfriend and neither one of them mentioned this to Grace? Mm.
Oliver runs errands, deposits checks.
That's why he was at the bank.
He was developing pictures he took at the party last night.
Didn't Rhetta find a piece of turquoise wood at the crime scene? Next to Ricky's tooth.
I'm, uh, looking for Detective Dewey.
He should be back soon.
You're welcome to wait.
Thanks.
Ricky pays two mortgages.
He owns the house next door.
Two utilities are in his name.
Maybe he's renting to someone.
Cash under the table.
Get a warrant.
Find out who lives there.
- What about Oliver? - He didn't kill Ricky.
Ricky was his savior.
- Hey, Renee.
- Hey.
I'm, um I'm just gonna say this and then I'll go away.
I kind of felt something when we were talking a few weeks ago, and - Was it just me? - No, no, no.
Yeah.
Me too.
Yeah, yeah.
Listen.
You gonna be in town for a few days? You wanna have dinner? - Where's my son? - With a detective for now.
- Child Services is standing by.
- Well, can I talk to my parole officer? - Mr.
Revo is standing by also.
- I didn't kill Ricky Darrell.
Why do you have an apartment when you live in a house? The house next door to Ricky Darrell, your old parole officer? We couldn't find Ricky's glasses or Oliver Garrison's file from work.
They were both in Ricky's other living room.
Keeping an undocumented residence is a violation of parole.
I wanna talk to Mr.
Revo.
I have that right.
Alison, you're on parole.
You don't have any rights.
Except the right not to be abused.
I found this on your kitchen table.
Three days ago, your phone records show a call to Trinity Women's Shelter.
Was Ricky beating you? You finally fought back? No.
My God.
Is that what you think? He's Cody's father.
He was your parole officer.
What he did was wrong.
It was felony rape.
No, no.
It wasn't like that.
Ricky and I fell in love.
We didn't want to.
And he got that house so that we could see each other, so that he could see Cody.
He beat you, Alison.
Ricky Darrell abused not only his job, but you.
You're crazy.
This is crazy.
We just wanted to live together as a family any way that we could.
And we called this place for Maura, Ricky's sister.
- Because he was afraid she was gonna kill her.
- Who? Touch your nose.
Put your hands over your head.
Say the word "weewee.
" Okay.
On three, I want you to run around the table as fast as you can and touch the wall, any wall, with your left hand.
Ready? One, two, three, go.
He looks just like your brother.
I can't believe Ricky never told me about him or Alison.
And you win! Cody, that was the fastest police department table run ever! Hey, you know what you get? This is magic police gold.
You see this? We make our badges out of this.
It's very, very powerful protects us from bad guys.
Jonay is gonna take you and get ice cream.
Which one do you want? Chocolate, strawberry or vanilla? If Alison is violated, Cody can live with me.
Over my dead body.
I'll never let a child be placed in an abusive home.
You're a cop.
How could you let Jillian beat you up? She's the arm.
Ricky hated her so much, he cut her out.
How did you get these bruises? And all those sick days.
You weren't sick.
You needed time off to heal.
Jillian ever beat you up that bad? - No.
- Not yet.
Look, Oliver Garrison can put Jillian and Ricky in a heated discussion at 12:30 a.
m.
at the Habana Inn.
Ricky was alive when he left, correct? - Didn't he buy gas? - Yes, at 1:04 a.
m.
I brought A.
D.
A.
Harris in early because I wanna know what we have here, guys.
Ricky's one of us.
Ricky was gonna talk to Maura's sergeant tell him that Maura was being abused.
- He wanted Jillian arrested.
- That gives us motive and opportunity.
Case based on statements made by two parolees.
Jillian got pissed off.
She does what she always does, man.
- She got violent.
- You don't have the murder weapon.
We got a piece of turquoise-painted wood, hard rock maple with Ricky's blood on it at the crime scene.
Bowling pins are made of hard rock maple just like this one.
Murder weapon used to beat Ricky's face in.
When we find it, it's gonna have her prints on it.
So what? Jillian used it as a centerpiece.
If Oliver was helping, you'll find his prints on it too.
Your theory makes sense, just not enough to make a case.
Oliver didn't kill Ricky.
And this is bullshit.
It's the same crap as before.
We did our job.
Now you do yours.
- Detective - No, Kate.
Let him talk.
He's been brooding over there the whole time.
I can't wait to hear what Detective Ada has to contribute.
In this room, it's Captain Perry.
And I'd appreciate it if you'd refrain from condescending to my detectives.
Now, are we all calm? Appreciate your time, Counselor.
He's right.
We got nothing.
You're so beat down.
You're so twisted out, you think Jillian loves you.
- You don't understand.
- You know she killed him.
I don't know that.
And neither do you.
You have no proof.
- You know you have no proof.
- You're gonna let her get away with killing your brother? Shit.
I'm not.
First parole officer killed in the history of the department and we can't put the case down.
How do you feel? This is what I do before I jump in Lake Texoma in December.
We gotta do right by Ricky, man.
You gonna tell me how? Here's to Ricky.
Gone but not forgotten.
Back in a sec.
Was it something I said? At least get me a beer.
- All set, Millie? - All set, darlin'.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Is that your dad's case file? - Yeah.
Mr.
Revo gave it to me.
- Who's that? - Uh, Katie from Bomb Squad and her new girlfriend.
- You open it? - I always had so many questions.
I know my dad gambled, but you don't get 30 years for gambling.
- Maybe now you can get some answers.
- I'm not so sure I want 'em.
- Shooters for everyone.
- Yeah! Lot of women in here tonight.
I like it.
Shit.
Rhetta.
Holy shit! - You like it? - Yeah, man.
- It's really Wow! - Wow! - You look great.
- Shit, yeah.
You look fantastic.
Thanks.
I think.
Compliments of the cowboy hat.
Ooh! Yeah! - Yeah.
- Shit.
He's coming over here.
- Hi.
- I think she wants to dance, Rhetta.
Oh.
Okay.
Sure.
# When the sun goes down there'll be freaks around # What's going on? Where'd all these women come from? Look who just walked in.
I can't believe she has the balls to come in here.
What the hell's going on? Looks like a lesbian attack to me.
Tonight, Louie's is Louise's? # You hit me once, I hit you back # # You gave a kick I gave a slap # # You smashed a plate over my head # # Then I set fire to our bed # # Oh-oh-oh # # My black eye casts no shadow # # Your red eye sees nothing # # Your slaps don't stick Your kicks don't hit # # So we remain the same # # Love sticks Sweat drips # # Break the lock if it don't fit # - Nobody comes in but Jillian.
- No, Grace.
# A kiss with a fist is better than none # - Are you okay? - # I broke your jaw once before # # I spilled your blood upon the floor# # You broke my leg in return # - # So sit back and watch the bed burn # - Talk to me.
# Love sticks Sweat drips # # Break the lock if it don't fit # I know you wanna do the right thing.
Talk to me.
Shit.
Can I have my gum back? You're dead, you stupid bitch! - You fight like a faggot.
- Funny, bitch.
# A kiss with a fist is better than none # # Whoa-oh # # A kiss with a fist is better than none # # You hit me once I hit you back # # You gave a kick I gave a slap # # You smashed a plate over my head # # Then I set fire to our bed # # Whoa # # Whoa # Against the wall.
Give me your hand.
Give me your other goddamn hand.
# Then I set fire to our bed ## How you doing? Jillian's been charged with attempted murder of a law enforcement officer.
Your captain's ex is going for life without parole.
I still wanna nail her for Ricky.
I know you will.
Maura? Administrative leave.
Your department's gonna get her some help.
But, uh Maura's never gonna be a cop again.
Why you crying? It hurts.
You know you saved Maura's life? And she's only the beginning.
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