Programma Televisivo: Saving Grace - 2x8
You be good.
Watch the house.
Morning.
You crashing on my couch?
Well, I just wanted to wish you good luck with Ham.
How come he wants you over so early?
Don't know.
Where are my keys?
Heard he found his way into a church, on a North Carolina beach.
Yeah.
He called me.
Drunk shitless.
He won't even remember it.
Shame.
He and God had it out.
The preacher, though, ain't too pleased 'bout finding beer cans on the altar the next morning.
Cigarettes in poor box.
Knowing Ham, he left a twenty in there, too.
$17 and 62 cents.
All he had on him.
Ham ain't the only man in your life that needs you right now, Grace.
Another one's sitting on death row.
Only deal with one at a time, Earl.
Early bird.
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure.
We've been doing this for a long time.
Well, forever.
In doggie years over a billion.
Your mom is one of the most stubborn, willful, glorious maddening, unpredictable humans that I have ever been responsible for.
Oh, there it is.
She ever looked inside again?
Just that once, huh?
Well, Gus, we'll see what she does now.
A man's soul depends on it.
Hey.
Hey.
You had said four-thirty, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
My-my new alarm clock didn't go off Shit.
You look great.
I'm finally sleeping.
Thanks for coming over.
You want some coffee?
Yeah.
Ok.
Nick, Bo and I went to North Carolina and packed up Rafe's wife and kids.
Brought them back here.
How they doing?
Rafe would be proud of them.
Well, he kicked me in the ass.
I'm coming back to work today.
You had to just tell me four-thirty in the freaking morning?
Oh, wow.
You know, I talked to Perry.
I want to be partnered up with Butch.
I'm with a patrol officer working a 28 day rotation.
Are you ok with that?
Shit, Ham, no.
But if that's what you need, I'm gonna do it.
If my new partner's an asshole though, I'm coming after you.
I need you to take a ride with me.
Ok.
Give me a few minutes.
So where are we going?
A place where Rafe and I used to go as kids.
I want to scatter his ashes at sunrise.
Rafe would dig this, right?
What?
This is Rafe.
His ashes.
Saving Grace - Season 02 Episode 08 "The Heart Of A Cop" Work done by SnickerHaHa; Edited by the Peanut.
-You look good, partner.
-Ahh!
You look like Ham again.
Almost human.
What?
You just want me back to give me shit.
Hey, if you're drinking on the job, you'll might want to conceal that.
This's Rafe's ashes.
My share of Rafe's ashes.
The place where I was gonna scatter him is an apartment complex now.
Owen Fields, man.
Ahh!
Rafe would love that.
Hey, any word from Bobby?
Nothing.
I think he's working for some kind of fed task force.
ATF, FBI, ICE.
No word.
Zero?
Zilch?
No word.
Welcome back, detective.
Good to be back.
You should move your stuff over to Bobby's desk.
Abby Charles is going to be join us for 28 days.
Where is Abby Charles?
She's late.
She's late on the first day?
Yeah.
Please send officer Charles to my office when she gets here.
No offense, huh, ...
but I do not like clearing out Bobby's desk.
Feels like we're invitin' somethin' to happen.
Yeah, leave it alone.
Just bring a few things.
Put my stuff in a box.
Have you ever seen the shit he's got in his desk?
What?
Yeah!
You trust this that close to him?
Hey, if anything happens to this, I'll spread your ashes with Rafe's.
We've got a female body at Heritage Hills.
What do you want me to do with officer Charles after I've had a word with her?
Send her to me.
You guys take first on the scene.
Set up the perimeter.
Hey, Grace.
Hey, Henry.
This is serious shit.
What do see, Henry?
Breast was cut off after she died.
Saline implants punctured Almost like he wanted to expose her.
Lividity does not match the body position.
She was dumped here.
She was displayed Hey, we may have an ID.
Luann Grayson.
The husband reported her missing last night at 10 p.m.
That guy came out for the morning paper, found the body.
Look, maybe we notify next of kin this time.
Take that off Grace's plate.
New partner, you know.
Kind of hard.
Yeah.
We got a vehicle to look for?
I got a BOLO on a GMC gray Yukon.
Have you checked these lookie-lou's?
Free entertainment.
I'm going to get some names.
Hey, man.
Live round here?
Naw.
You have an address?
Do you have a new partner, Abby Charles?
Yeah.
Why ?
She's Ronnie's cousin.
I talked to her last night.
She was all excited about partnering with you.
Not excited enough to be on time.
The wedding band has an inscription. "
All my love.
All my life.
Patrick". "
9/12/97" Give me a minute, fellas.
Sorry I'm late.
I am Abby Charles.
You have an accident?
No.
You sick?
No.
Someone die?
No.
Have any other kind of emergency stopping you from contacting Major Crime, letting us know what's up?
No.
Then what's your problem?
The whole squad knows you're late.
Knows you don't care enough on first day working with us to be on time.
Do you care about them?
We've got a woman slashed up in here.
Do you care about her?
What?
No.
No.
Are you crying?
No.
Don't cry at a crime scene.
Stop it, man!
Come on!
Ok.
I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
Ok.
Let's get to work.
How long you going to pretend I ain't here?
I know you're not asleep.
Explain something to me, Leon.
Explain why you asked your execution date to be moved up.
I mean, you had two years before they even thought about a hard date.
Why do you want to die in three months?
You lost all faith?
In life ...
in me ...
In God?
So you ain't going to talk?
Never?
Benjamin's getting big.
Tall.
Fine looking boy.
Smart.
And I mean really smart.
Doctor smart.
Supreme Court justice smart.
Right now, he's trying to ...
bulk up so he can make the football team next year.
You want to be around, to see if ya son makes the football team next year?
Thanks.
The tie around her neck was made 1963.
It was a Smitty tie.
The company went out of business in 1980.
There's a whole community in the Southwest who blog about Smitty ties.
Why?
They're hand stitched.
Legend has it that Neil Armstrong left one on the Moon.
A vintage Smitty tie runs you about $500 on eBay.
Shit.
Shit!
What?
A hit on VICAP.
The same exact M.O.
Where?
Right on the edge of Oklahoma City.
Warr Acres.
Four days ago.
Hey, Patrick Grayson had a whole search party.
All his friends looking his wife.
He on his way in.
Guess what, boys?
What?
We've got a serial killer.
Victim number one, Judy Woodlawn.
DOD: 1-5-09.
Blonde, 35, breast implants.
Left breast cut off.
Saline implant punctured.
Vintage tie.
No sexual assault.
For all we know, our victim is number two.
Luann Grayson.
Blonde, 38.
Breast implants.
Left breast cut off.
Saline implant punctured.
Vintage tie.
Was she raped?
No signs of sexual assault.
He strangled her twice.
The tie was covering a second mark.
See the area between them?
Petechial hemorrhaging.
He strangled her slowly, let her come back ...
then strangled her to death.
What kind of knife did he use?
I think it was a scalpel.
I compared the wound with the photos of the first victim.
The same instrument was used.
If you'd like to attend an autopsy during your rotation, my doors are always open.
As are my bodies.
Thanks.
Okay, ladies.
See you later.
So, what do you think?
He's careful, organized, huh ...
he's got something against blondes and breast implants.
Vintage tie is his signature.
Yes, sir.
Yes.
Detective Walter Eckley?
Detective Grace Hanadarko.
I knew he was gonna go and killed again.
Maybe you can get a cup of coffee, honey.
Sure.
Abby Charles.
Cream, three sugars.
None for me.
This case started in Warr Acres.
I'll take the lead.
That ok with you?
Absolutely.
If you take the lead, I want to hear everything you've got.
I'll show you mine; you show me your's.
When was the last time you talked with your wife?
Last night, ah...
...
a little after 5:30.
She called after she got off work.
Where?
Where's her work?
Where her work?
Harold's.
She had a yoga class.
She said she was going to stop at the store on the way home.
To think about what I wanted for supper.
You know where she took yoga?
Can you write it down?
It lasts an hour, from 6 to 7.
So, I was expecting Luann to call from the store, but ...
...
she never did.
So I started calling her number around eight.
I started to look for her about nine and I called you guys at 10.
Luann was seen at Yoga West, 61st and Penn, at 7 p.m.
The next stop was Sam's market No evidence she ever made it.
Judy made it.
At 6:18 p.m.
he used her credit card to buy groceries at Sam's market.
Judy was single.
He worked at Chesapeake, 63rd and Western.
Luann was married, worked at Harold's ...
And lived in Edmond.
Edgewater Village.
Found Judy's car in Mayfair Village, grocery bag still inside.
What about her body?
Luann's was found at Heritage Hills.
In a vacant field near Wiley Post.
Your crime lab's working our evidence, eh, couple of fibers on the body.
That's about it.
We've got a couple of connections.
They work and hang out in the same area.
Both shop at Sam's market.
And we've got a mammary connection.
Who did your girl's titty job?
Dr.
Harrison Keizer.
His office is on Northwest Highway, near the Penn.
When was her last appointment?
When was her last appointment?
She had her surgery last September.
Why is this important?
Look, we're trying to figure out if Luann was killed by someone she knew or by a stranger.
Ah, was she troubled about anything?
Did she mention anything unusual?
No.
Well, would you say if she was aware of her surrounding would ...
Luann talk to a stranger?
No, I mean, if someone needed help or something Luann might talk to them.
But Luann was careful.
He comes up from behind 'em.
Strangles 'em with a tie.
Tie is a dead end.
By the way, vintage, 1960.
You can find them on the Internet.
Yeah.
All over on the Internet.
I'm starving.
You got some crackers around here, sweetheart?
Walter, you can get your own damn coffee.
And your own damn crackers.
You're sure a feisty one, you are.
Do I have to apologize for that?
No.
My goldfish died this morning.
Sally.
My son and I had her for six years and ...
...
she was a goldfish, but we loved her and ...
Sally was dead this morning and...
it turned into a big scene and that's why I was late.
Why didn't you tell me that? "
My goldfish died," isn't exactly an effortless atonement to proffer.
You sound like a lawyer.
Earlier you sounded like an FBI profiler.
I'm taking law classes at night.
I want to be an FBI agent, and a law background will help.
Luann's car was impounded early this morning at Penn Square.
It's being towed in.
Butch and I gonna talk to the security guard who called it in.
Two mile area.
Killer live there?
Work there?
We've got Doc Keizer.
Knows his way around a scalpel.
Yeah.
I know.
I don't know.
Yeah, I know.
Any hits from the crowd at the crime scene?
The creeps.
No shit.
Not with any record.
See you later.
Dewey and Darko.
You know you guys are legendary, right?
Ever heard of Darko and Emmett?
Yeah, um, three years ago another officer partnered with you on a 28 day rotation.
He ended up quiting.
He didn't have it.
What?
The heart of a cop.
I was on Pennsylvania, and I saw this car all blocking the entrance to Penn Square.
I stopped to inspect the vehicle.
And it had a passenger-side rear flat tire.
What time was this?
Yup.
3:11 am.
Besides that, anything unusual about the car?
Negative.
I entered the parking lot looking for the security officer, located him in the southeast parking structure making his rounds.
We went back to disabled vehicle and mutually decided to call Impound.
What's the name?
You remember the name?
Lambert Wynn.
L-A-M-B-E-R-T.
Last name Wynn ...
W-Y-N-N.
What's going on with this car?
We are not sure.
Perhaps involved in a homicide.
Homicide?
Maybe.
Listen, we appreciate your information.
If we need anything else, ok if we give you a call?
Here's my card.
Wanted to see his reaction.
Yeah, sorry.
Bobby likes to observe, I do most of the talkin'.
Grace and I like to riff off each other.
Different styles.
Yeah.
Fascinating character study in entitlement and arrogance.
He's an asshole.
With an alibi.
It's kind of hard to sneak out of a nose job to commit murder.
The killer's got a thing for implants, and that guy put them in.
We've got to check out Dr.
Keizer's entire office.
Not only who worked there, who cleans it, delivers shit.
Gotta thing for Smitty ties, too.
I'm IM a guy who's got a 1965 limited edition in white.
He lives in Bethany.
Bethany right next to Warr Acres.
You want to bring him in, talk to him?
Not yet.
He collects Beatles and JFK memorabilia.
You know, other 60s stuff, and he thinks I am a fifty year old waitress in Dallas.
The doctor's alibi hold up?
Yeah.
But his office and Sam's market are our connections.
How solid?
Not that solid.
Listen, if the killer is, is picking victims out of either of these places, the public has a right to know.
We served a warrant with Keizer.
Keizer's lawyer called the judge.
The judge retracted it.
Keizer's not giving up his patient list.
Can we put both these women at Sam's?
Judy, yes...
Luann, no.
No sign of her on the store video.
All we got is that she was maybe on her way there after her yoga class.
If we call the media, it creates panic.
Women start carrying guns.
Killer changed his pattern.
I hadn't thought of that.
Set up surveillance at Sam's.
Put more patrol on Penn.
Who's got first watch at Sam's?
You up for an all nighter?
I've got a kid at home.
Paco and Gary can take it.
How old's your kid?
Twelve You were fourteen when you had him?
Sixteen.
Major Crimes ain't a nine to five gig.
I know, I know.
I'll get a sitter from now on.
I'm going to head out, talk to Dr.
Keizer's receptionist.
See you tomorrow.
Ok.
Thanks for talking to me, Pauline.
If you think Dr.
Keizer killed those women, you are crazy, lady.
I worked for him for nine years.
We got to check it out, both women had work done at this office.
So what?
That the problem with cops, they're always jumping to conclusions before they get the facts straight.
Anything comes up, give me a call.
Subtle, Earl.
Update of the situation after talking with R.P.
- 10-4, 1 Lincoln 24th Ok, let's get to work.
Ok, Gussy.
Why them?
They remind him of mommy?
His girlfriend?
Maybe he paid for her boob job and then she dumped him.
How did he approach them?
Does he know them?
Luann's car had a flat tire, Judy's car was fine.
For a serial killer ...
he's enjoying this ...
watching them die, take their last breath.
At that one moment ...
he's God.
Be careful, Grace, evil's a force - take you right under.
When were you going to warn your own sister about the maniac killer on the loose, hunting for blondes?
Shit!
It's on the news?
Buck and the kids are out of town.
Can I stay here tonight?
You think this is funny?
You've got no worry, Paige.
The killer is only going after natural blondes, 36, double-D, wearing black pants.
-This is not funny.
My girlfriends are scared silly.
I told them that I would talk to you!
Ok, I'm sorry.
Just tell them to be aware, cautious.
Don't go out alone at night.
The news says Sam's market.
I shop at Sam's market.
Stay out of the produce section.
Is that where he finds them?
Tomatoes.
Didn't he strangled them with a tie?
Yes.
What are you doing?
Trying to get inside the killer's head.
Put that away.
You're sick!
Thank you.
Sick!
Code Red, Code Red.
42nd and Kelly.
Shit!
What?
What happened?
I gotta go.
Why?
Just stay here.
You're safe.
Alone?
Close the doors, change your pants.
Gussy!
Grace!
I have to go, Paige.
I don't want to be alone.
You're not alone.
You've got the best protection in town.
Take care of Paige.
Guess who's blonde and staying at my house because she's scared.
Oh, no!
We have to catch this guy.
Hey, how's it going with Abby?
The guys she worked with says she's a good cop.
I don't know yet.
Grace.
What's up.
Where's your partner?
She's gotta take the kid over to a friend's house.
She's on her way.
Any idea who leaked this to the press?
Yeah.
Hey, Walter!
He's escalating; two kills, two nights.
Those boobs are too flabby to be fake.
Look like my first wife's.
Yep, no plastic boobies.
You in high school, man?
Want to show some respect?
You got a problem?
Hey, chill man!
Everybody chill.
You see the press behind us?
You really want to give them all a show?
No.
A patrol took a call a call a couple of hours ago, a guy reports his fianc�e missing, Annabelle Whitby.
They'd supposed to meet for dinner at 6.
She never showed up.
Perry.
Talk to me, Henry?
She was alive when he cut off her breasts.
I told you, he's escalating.
How long she been dead?
Two to four hours.
Grace.
Tie thing ...
ties and titties.
Come here, Walter.
Are you talking to the press?
No.
Bullshit.
But what the fuck, man?
Why'd you blowup the only leads we got?
You want the glory, the book deal?
Why did you do it?
Calm down.
I'm not gonna calm down.
I'm about to kick your ass.
Relax there, sweetheart.
Get your hormones under control.
Time for you to go, Walter.
I just got here.
Like I said, time for you to go.
I'm not ...
I'm not going anywhere.
I am sick of the stupid shit coming out of your mouth.
Your disrespect, your lies.
So, I'm going to let go of you, and you going to walk off from my crime scene.
And if I don't?
I'm gonna break your arm.
Ok.
Let me get this for you.
Do you like the crime scenes, Kirby?
It's a hobby.
Three crime scenes.
Three sightings of Mr.
Kirby Jet.
It's a free country.
Well, most crime scenes are boring.
I rarely even go.
These are special.
And why are they special? "
Captain Crunch."
You get it? "
Cereal" killer.
Where were you today between 5 and 7?
At work.
Where'd you work?
Where'd you work?
I drive a cab.
Was the news right?
Women get cut with a scalpel?
Stand up, Kirby.
Stand up.
Awh.
Put your head down.
He's got a damn camera in there.
You were filming the crime scene.
It's not illegal.
It's not illegal.
Give me your hand.
Give me your other hand.
What time is it?
A little after 7.
Shit.
I have a Red Cross charity breakfast and some errands.
Can I spend the night again?
How long is everyone out of town?
In Argentina hunting big game, two weeks.
You're not staying here two weeks, Paige.
I'm scared, I'm sorry!
Look at the paper, said that the cops are waiting for him to kill again.
Does it look like I'm sitting around waiting for him to kill again?
You put that there?
No, I haven't moved anything, I haven't touched anything.
Does it give you nightmares?
Gus gonna give me nightmares.
Where's my ankle gun?
Holy crap, Paige, you've got my gun?
You stole my gun?
Are you crazy?
Are you insane?
I'm scared, Grace.
You hate guns.
You don't know how to use a gun!
I could use it if someone was trying to hurt me.
That's how you get yourself killed!
Handling a gun when don't know shit about guns!
This is loaded, Paige.
You looked to see if the safety was on?
Do you even know where the safety is?
Ok, ok, I won't take it.
And you won't buy a gun today, either.
And tell your friends not to buy a gun.
That's all we need.
I am sorry I touched your gun.
And what do you want for supper?
Not that I am going to be going to Sam's market.
8:34 a.m. "
Z".
Sweet Jesus.
Hey, Abby.
Hey.
They told me you were down here.
Can I talk a second?
Sure.
Grace does not like me.
And I don't blame her.
Well, I was late my first day.
I heard Sally died.
Spencer was inconsolable and, you know, I couldn't leave him, I just couldn't, you know?
I wouldn't do that.
So, here's my question - Is that it?
No second chance.
Uh, cold shoulder for the next 27 days?
Or ...
If I'm - if I'm early every day and work really, really hard, and kiss her ass, will she give me another chance?
Don't kiss her ass.
Just work hard.
Sick shit you got at your house.
DA's ready to file, Kirby.
I am not a murderer, I'm a fan.
Of murders?
The craft of murder.
Ted Bundy your hero?
You went through my things.
Hillside stranglers, Richard Ramirez ...
You've got quite a collection!
You went through my things!
We went through all you things, every single case.
Kirby, what on those tapes?
Very upsetting to me.
Drive your cab along Penn, Western and 63rd.
And the Northwest Highway.
You see this scalpel?
It's a reproduction of the murder weapon used by Daniel Duane Demmok.
in Ottawa, Canada, from 1920 to 1934.
He committed living autopsies on sixteen women.
See that dark substance on the blade?
Is that blood, Kirby?
What are you going with a bloody scalpel?
How else a guy like him supposed to practice his craft?
Kirby Jet - super freak.
You think he's our killer?
No vintage ties, souvenirs from the victims, I'm not feeling it.
Well, Annabelle Whitby had a tummy-tuck two years ago, I'm chatting with her best friend online.
How'd that happen?
Annabelle had a wedding blog, blog had a link to her best friends.
The last entry was about flowers - white gardenias and white roses.
Who was Annabelle's doctor?
Doesn't remember, but his office was on Northwest Highway.
Hey, Henry is about to do her autopsy and I'd thought I take him up on his offer...
...
to see her scars.
Go for it.
Good work, Abby.
Thanks.
Do you believe that guy?
Daniel Duane Demmok.
Did he say, "living autopsies"?
Hey, you heard from Rhetta on the blood?
Not yet.
Abby got a lead.
Annabelle might have been Keizer's patient two years ago.
Un-uh.
Kirby's been driving a cab five years.
You really think he's our guy?
He works the target area, women are gonna trust a cab driver, no alibi.
And he's got a scalpel with blood on it.
You think he's our guy?
We got to check him out, look at these videos.
Yeah ...
Abby and I are going to stay on Keizer's office.
The blood on scalpel is not human.
It's feline.
If he's not our guy, he's a serial killer in the making.
I went down to the evidence room to get the Warr Acres' case.
I saw your name on the sign-in sheet.
You checked out Leon Cooley evidence two months ago and you've brought it back this morning.
Correct, detective Rodriguez.
Did you see the suicide letter?
Yes.
Leon Cooley was drunk, but the girl he ran over, wanted to kill herself.
She jumped in front of that car.
The prison guard he killed didn't let her die.
Maybe Leon Cooley should never have never been in prison.
A sober driver would have hit that girl.
Doesn't matter.
He murdered a guard.
Maybe this could get him off death row.
One thing doesn't have anything to do with the other.
You don't know that.
Yes, I do.
Earl wants you to help him, Grace!
The man you killed when you were driving drunk...
I'm working this frigging serial case, Rhetta, without my partner ...
the best that I've ever had!
And I'm not just going to drop everything and go to Leon Cooley!
Besides, Leon Cooley is not dead.
Because Earl helped you!
You could be the one sitting in prison right now, and now the whole thing has come full circle!
You can't ignore this, Grace.
The weatherman predicting rain.
Still the silent treatment.
Job did the same thing.
But he was a lot worse off than you ...
...
covered in boils, scabs ...
Believed he was cursed by God he didn't say a word for seven days.
but I outlasted him, too.
Didn't give up on him.
And I'm not giving up on you.
God ain't forsaken you, Leon.
People care about you.
Gonna help you whether you like it or not.
You hear what the press has named this guy?
The "OKC Slasher."
What is this?
Kirby Jet's got video from all three crime scenes.
Sick.
Where's Grace and Abby?
Tracking anyone who's ever been in Keizer's office, talking again to his receptionist, Pauline.
Annabelle was a patient of his?
Yeah.
The fianc� didn't know anything about it.
Check this out.
Donald Gilmore is the security guard that called in Luann's car.
That's that company, right?
Shit.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on.
You checked out this guy?
Yeah.
No record, a good employee.
He's at Judy Woodlawn's crime scene at Warr Acres.
There's no reason for him to be there.
Security guard ...
women tend to trust them more.
Can't tell who's driving.
I gotta get this blown up.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hold, hold on.
We've got him, we've got him.
What do you want?
Like your hair, Pauline.
Whose idea was that?
Why do you care about my hair?
What are you ladies doing here?
We are here to talk to Pauline.
This is my boyfriend and we are gonna go see a movie so I can't talk to you right now.
Maybe your boyfriend doesn't mind missing the previews.
Detective Hanadarko, officer Charles.
Who are you?
Donald Gilmore.
What the problem?
They're investigating the OKC Slasher.
They're bugging everyone I work with.
They think it's Dr.
Keizer, ridiculous.
We went to your office.
They said you were home sick.
So, I'm playing hookie.
Is that a crime?
You going to get that, Detective?
Yeah?
Hey, we may have something.
A security guard named Donald Gilmore.
I know.
You'll have to get someone to cover for us.
What?
Yeah, the last interview and then we'll be back.
Yeah, Pauline Hoover's house.
Come on, something's up with Grace.
Pauline Hoover's house, call me with the address, get a black and white over there.
Maybe you could help us, Donald.
Oh, so now you're going to start bugging my boyfriend?
Do you mind talking to us?
This is police harassment.
We're going go see a movie.
You ever visit Pauline at work?
He comes sees me all the time.
What do you think about Dr.
Keizer?
You like him?
He's ok.
What do you mean?
I mean he's ok.
What you saying, sweetface?
He hates him.
He wants me to quit.
I would feel more comfortable if I could see your hands, sir.
Gun!
Suspect down.
All units ...
How did it go?
Fine.
Everybody's at Louie's waiting.
I think I'll call it a night.
You OK?
Yeah.
First time you've ever killed someone, Grace.
And now there's one less asshole in the world.
We could hang out at your place, order pizzas, make cheese dip.
Naw.
You have fun at Louie's, I'll see you tomorrow.
I'm cool.
Really.
Where's Grace?
Heading home.
Is she ok?
I do not know.
Don't tell me your this piece of shit last-chance angel.
No.
He belonged to George.
Lucky you.
So, why are you here?
I was worried about you.
It was a good shoot, Earl.
Sure was, Grace.
You left without saying goodnight.
How did you know I'd be here?
It's what I would have done ...
...
after I got a babysitter.
You've forgotten something.
Watch the house.
Morning.
You crashing on my couch?
Well, I just wanted to wish you good luck with Ham.
How come he wants you over so early?
Don't know.
Where are my keys?
Heard he found his way into a church, on a North Carolina beach.
Yeah.
He called me.
Drunk shitless.
He won't even remember it.
Shame.
He and God had it out.
The preacher, though, ain't too pleased 'bout finding beer cans on the altar the next morning.
Cigarettes in poor box.
Knowing Ham, he left a twenty in there, too.
$17 and 62 cents.
All he had on him.
Ham ain't the only man in your life that needs you right now, Grace.
Another one's sitting on death row.
Only deal with one at a time, Earl.
Early bird.
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure.
We've been doing this for a long time.
Well, forever.
In doggie years over a billion.
Your mom is one of the most stubborn, willful, glorious maddening, unpredictable humans that I have ever been responsible for.
Oh, there it is.
She ever looked inside again?
Just that once, huh?
Well, Gus, we'll see what she does now.
A man's soul depends on it.
Hey.
Hey.
You had said four-thirty, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
My-my new alarm clock didn't go off Shit.
You look great.
I'm finally sleeping.
Thanks for coming over.
You want some coffee?
Yeah.
Ok.
Nick, Bo and I went to North Carolina and packed up Rafe's wife and kids.
Brought them back here.
How they doing?
Rafe would be proud of them.
Well, he kicked me in the ass.
I'm coming back to work today.
You had to just tell me four-thirty in the freaking morning?
Oh, wow.
You know, I talked to Perry.
I want to be partnered up with Butch.
I'm with a patrol officer working a 28 day rotation.
Are you ok with that?
Shit, Ham, no.
But if that's what you need, I'm gonna do it.
If my new partner's an asshole though, I'm coming after you.
I need you to take a ride with me.
Ok.
Give me a few minutes.
So where are we going?
A place where Rafe and I used to go as kids.
I want to scatter his ashes at sunrise.
Rafe would dig this, right?
What?
This is Rafe.
His ashes.
Saving Grace - Season 02 Episode 08 "The Heart Of A Cop" Work done by SnickerHaHa; Edited by the Peanut.
-You look good, partner.
-Ahh!
You look like Ham again.
Almost human.
What?
You just want me back to give me shit.
Hey, if you're drinking on the job, you'll might want to conceal that.
This's Rafe's ashes.
My share of Rafe's ashes.
The place where I was gonna scatter him is an apartment complex now.
Owen Fields, man.
Ahh!
Rafe would love that.
Hey, any word from Bobby?
Nothing.
I think he's working for some kind of fed task force.
ATF, FBI, ICE.
No word.
Zero?
Zilch?
No word.
Welcome back, detective.
Good to be back.
You should move your stuff over to Bobby's desk.
Abby Charles is going to be join us for 28 days.
Where is Abby Charles?
She's late.
She's late on the first day?
Yeah.
Please send officer Charles to my office when she gets here.
No offense, huh, ...
but I do not like clearing out Bobby's desk.
Feels like we're invitin' somethin' to happen.
Yeah, leave it alone.
Just bring a few things.
Put my stuff in a box.
Have you ever seen the shit he's got in his desk?
What?
Yeah!
You trust this that close to him?
Hey, if anything happens to this, I'll spread your ashes with Rafe's.
We've got a female body at Heritage Hills.
What do you want me to do with officer Charles after I've had a word with her?
Send her to me.
You guys take first on the scene.
Set up the perimeter.
Hey, Grace.
Hey, Henry.
This is serious shit.
What do see, Henry?
Breast was cut off after she died.
Saline implants punctured Almost like he wanted to expose her.
Lividity does not match the body position.
She was dumped here.
She was displayed Hey, we may have an ID.
Luann Grayson.
The husband reported her missing last night at 10 p.m.
That guy came out for the morning paper, found the body.
Look, maybe we notify next of kin this time.
Take that off Grace's plate.
New partner, you know.
Kind of hard.
Yeah.
We got a vehicle to look for?
I got a BOLO on a GMC gray Yukon.
Have you checked these lookie-lou's?
Free entertainment.
I'm going to get some names.
Hey, man.
Live round here?
Naw.
You have an address?
Do you have a new partner, Abby Charles?
Yeah.
Why ?
She's Ronnie's cousin.
I talked to her last night.
She was all excited about partnering with you.
Not excited enough to be on time.
The wedding band has an inscription. "
All my love.
All my life.
Patrick". "
9/12/97" Give me a minute, fellas.
Sorry I'm late.
I am Abby Charles.
You have an accident?
No.
You sick?
No.
Someone die?
No.
Have any other kind of emergency stopping you from contacting Major Crime, letting us know what's up?
No.
Then what's your problem?
The whole squad knows you're late.
Knows you don't care enough on first day working with us to be on time.
Do you care about them?
We've got a woman slashed up in here.
Do you care about her?
What?
No.
No.
Are you crying?
No.
Don't cry at a crime scene.
Stop it, man!
Come on!
Ok.
I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
Ok.
Let's get to work.
How long you going to pretend I ain't here?
I know you're not asleep.
Explain something to me, Leon.
Explain why you asked your execution date to be moved up.
I mean, you had two years before they even thought about a hard date.
Why do you want to die in three months?
You lost all faith?
In life ...
in me ...
In God?
So you ain't going to talk?
Never?
Benjamin's getting big.
Tall.
Fine looking boy.
Smart.
And I mean really smart.
Doctor smart.
Supreme Court justice smart.
Right now, he's trying to ...
bulk up so he can make the football team next year.
You want to be around, to see if ya son makes the football team next year?
Thanks.
The tie around her neck was made 1963.
It was a Smitty tie.
The company went out of business in 1980.
There's a whole community in the Southwest who blog about Smitty ties.
Why?
They're hand stitched.
Legend has it that Neil Armstrong left one on the Moon.
A vintage Smitty tie runs you about $500 on eBay.
Shit.
Shit!
What?
A hit on VICAP.
The same exact M.O.
Where?
Right on the edge of Oklahoma City.
Warr Acres.
Four days ago.
Hey, Patrick Grayson had a whole search party.
All his friends looking his wife.
He on his way in.
Guess what, boys?
What?
We've got a serial killer.
Victim number one, Judy Woodlawn.
DOD: 1-5-09.
Blonde, 35, breast implants.
Left breast cut off.
Saline implant punctured.
Vintage tie.
No sexual assault.
For all we know, our victim is number two.
Luann Grayson.
Blonde, 38.
Breast implants.
Left breast cut off.
Saline implant punctured.
Vintage tie.
Was she raped?
No signs of sexual assault.
He strangled her twice.
The tie was covering a second mark.
See the area between them?
Petechial hemorrhaging.
He strangled her slowly, let her come back ...
then strangled her to death.
What kind of knife did he use?
I think it was a scalpel.
I compared the wound with the photos of the first victim.
The same instrument was used.
If you'd like to attend an autopsy during your rotation, my doors are always open.
As are my bodies.
Thanks.
Okay, ladies.
See you later.
So, what do you think?
He's careful, organized, huh ...
he's got something against blondes and breast implants.
Vintage tie is his signature.
Yes, sir.
Yes.
Detective Walter Eckley?
Detective Grace Hanadarko.
I knew he was gonna go and killed again.
Maybe you can get a cup of coffee, honey.
Sure.
Abby Charles.
Cream, three sugars.
None for me.
This case started in Warr Acres.
I'll take the lead.
That ok with you?
Absolutely.
If you take the lead, I want to hear everything you've got.
I'll show you mine; you show me your's.
When was the last time you talked with your wife?
Last night, ah...
...
a little after 5:30.
She called after she got off work.
Where?
Where's her work?
Where her work?
Harold's.
She had a yoga class.
She said she was going to stop at the store on the way home.
To think about what I wanted for supper.
You know where she took yoga?
Can you write it down?
It lasts an hour, from 6 to 7.
So, I was expecting Luann to call from the store, but ...
...
she never did.
So I started calling her number around eight.
I started to look for her about nine and I called you guys at 10.
Luann was seen at Yoga West, 61st and Penn, at 7 p.m.
The next stop was Sam's market No evidence she ever made it.
Judy made it.
At 6:18 p.m.
he used her credit card to buy groceries at Sam's market.
Judy was single.
He worked at Chesapeake, 63rd and Western.
Luann was married, worked at Harold's ...
And lived in Edmond.
Edgewater Village.
Found Judy's car in Mayfair Village, grocery bag still inside.
What about her body?
Luann's was found at Heritage Hills.
In a vacant field near Wiley Post.
Your crime lab's working our evidence, eh, couple of fibers on the body.
That's about it.
We've got a couple of connections.
They work and hang out in the same area.
Both shop at Sam's market.
And we've got a mammary connection.
Who did your girl's titty job?
Dr.
Harrison Keizer.
His office is on Northwest Highway, near the Penn.
When was her last appointment?
When was her last appointment?
She had her surgery last September.
Why is this important?
Look, we're trying to figure out if Luann was killed by someone she knew or by a stranger.
Ah, was she troubled about anything?
Did she mention anything unusual?
No.
Well, would you say if she was aware of her surrounding would ...
Luann talk to a stranger?
No, I mean, if someone needed help or something Luann might talk to them.
But Luann was careful.
He comes up from behind 'em.
Strangles 'em with a tie.
Tie is a dead end.
By the way, vintage, 1960.
You can find them on the Internet.
Yeah.
All over on the Internet.
I'm starving.
You got some crackers around here, sweetheart?
Walter, you can get your own damn coffee.
And your own damn crackers.
You're sure a feisty one, you are.
Do I have to apologize for that?
No.
My goldfish died this morning.
Sally.
My son and I had her for six years and ...
...
she was a goldfish, but we loved her and ...
Sally was dead this morning and...
it turned into a big scene and that's why I was late.
Why didn't you tell me that? "
My goldfish died," isn't exactly an effortless atonement to proffer.
You sound like a lawyer.
Earlier you sounded like an FBI profiler.
I'm taking law classes at night.
I want to be an FBI agent, and a law background will help.
Luann's car was impounded early this morning at Penn Square.
It's being towed in.
Butch and I gonna talk to the security guard who called it in.
Two mile area.
Killer live there?
Work there?
We've got Doc Keizer.
Knows his way around a scalpel.
Yeah.
I know.
I don't know.
Yeah, I know.
Any hits from the crowd at the crime scene?
The creeps.
No shit.
Not with any record.
See you later.
Dewey and Darko.
You know you guys are legendary, right?
Ever heard of Darko and Emmett?
Yeah, um, three years ago another officer partnered with you on a 28 day rotation.
He ended up quiting.
He didn't have it.
What?
The heart of a cop.
I was on Pennsylvania, and I saw this car all blocking the entrance to Penn Square.
I stopped to inspect the vehicle.
And it had a passenger-side rear flat tire.
What time was this?
Yup.
3:11 am.
Besides that, anything unusual about the car?
Negative.
I entered the parking lot looking for the security officer, located him in the southeast parking structure making his rounds.
We went back to disabled vehicle and mutually decided to call Impound.
What's the name?
You remember the name?
Lambert Wynn.
L-A-M-B-E-R-T.
Last name Wynn ...
W-Y-N-N.
What's going on with this car?
We are not sure.
Perhaps involved in a homicide.
Homicide?
Maybe.
Listen, we appreciate your information.
If we need anything else, ok if we give you a call?
Here's my card.
Wanted to see his reaction.
Yeah, sorry.
Bobby likes to observe, I do most of the talkin'.
Grace and I like to riff off each other.
Different styles.
Yeah.
Fascinating character study in entitlement and arrogance.
He's an asshole.
With an alibi.
It's kind of hard to sneak out of a nose job to commit murder.
The killer's got a thing for implants, and that guy put them in.
We've got to check out Dr.
Keizer's entire office.
Not only who worked there, who cleans it, delivers shit.
Gotta thing for Smitty ties, too.
I'm IM a guy who's got a 1965 limited edition in white.
He lives in Bethany.
Bethany right next to Warr Acres.
You want to bring him in, talk to him?
Not yet.
He collects Beatles and JFK memorabilia.
You know, other 60s stuff, and he thinks I am a fifty year old waitress in Dallas.
The doctor's alibi hold up?
Yeah.
But his office and Sam's market are our connections.
How solid?
Not that solid.
Listen, if the killer is, is picking victims out of either of these places, the public has a right to know.
We served a warrant with Keizer.
Keizer's lawyer called the judge.
The judge retracted it.
Keizer's not giving up his patient list.
Can we put both these women at Sam's?
Judy, yes...
Luann, no.
No sign of her on the store video.
All we got is that she was maybe on her way there after her yoga class.
If we call the media, it creates panic.
Women start carrying guns.
Killer changed his pattern.
I hadn't thought of that.
Set up surveillance at Sam's.
Put more patrol on Penn.
Who's got first watch at Sam's?
You up for an all nighter?
I've got a kid at home.
Paco and Gary can take it.
How old's your kid?
Twelve You were fourteen when you had him?
Sixteen.
Major Crimes ain't a nine to five gig.
I know, I know.
I'll get a sitter from now on.
I'm going to head out, talk to Dr.
Keizer's receptionist.
See you tomorrow.
Ok.
Thanks for talking to me, Pauline.
If you think Dr.
Keizer killed those women, you are crazy, lady.
I worked for him for nine years.
We got to check it out, both women had work done at this office.
So what?
That the problem with cops, they're always jumping to conclusions before they get the facts straight.
Anything comes up, give me a call.
Subtle, Earl.
Update of the situation after talking with R.P.
- 10-4, 1 Lincoln 24th Ok, let's get to work.
Ok, Gussy.
Why them?
They remind him of mommy?
His girlfriend?
Maybe he paid for her boob job and then she dumped him.
How did he approach them?
Does he know them?
Luann's car had a flat tire, Judy's car was fine.
For a serial killer ...
he's enjoying this ...
watching them die, take their last breath.
At that one moment ...
he's God.
Be careful, Grace, evil's a force - take you right under.
When were you going to warn your own sister about the maniac killer on the loose, hunting for blondes?
Shit!
It's on the news?
Buck and the kids are out of town.
Can I stay here tonight?
You think this is funny?
You've got no worry, Paige.
The killer is only going after natural blondes, 36, double-D, wearing black pants.
-This is not funny.
My girlfriends are scared silly.
I told them that I would talk to you!
Ok, I'm sorry.
Just tell them to be aware, cautious.
Don't go out alone at night.
The news says Sam's market.
I shop at Sam's market.
Stay out of the produce section.
Is that where he finds them?
Tomatoes.
Didn't he strangled them with a tie?
Yes.
What are you doing?
Trying to get inside the killer's head.
Put that away.
You're sick!
Thank you.
Sick!
Code Red, Code Red.
42nd and Kelly.
Shit!
What?
What happened?
I gotta go.
Why?
Just stay here.
You're safe.
Alone?
Close the doors, change your pants.
Gussy!
Grace!
I have to go, Paige.
I don't want to be alone.
You're not alone.
You've got the best protection in town.
Take care of Paige.
Guess who's blonde and staying at my house because she's scared.
Oh, no!
We have to catch this guy.
Hey, how's it going with Abby?
The guys she worked with says she's a good cop.
I don't know yet.
Grace.
What's up.
Where's your partner?
She's gotta take the kid over to a friend's house.
She's on her way.
Any idea who leaked this to the press?
Yeah.
Hey, Walter!
He's escalating; two kills, two nights.
Those boobs are too flabby to be fake.
Look like my first wife's.
Yep, no plastic boobies.
You in high school, man?
Want to show some respect?
You got a problem?
Hey, chill man!
Everybody chill.
You see the press behind us?
You really want to give them all a show?
No.
A patrol took a call a call a couple of hours ago, a guy reports his fianc�e missing, Annabelle Whitby.
They'd supposed to meet for dinner at 6.
She never showed up.
Perry.
Talk to me, Henry?
She was alive when he cut off her breasts.
I told you, he's escalating.
How long she been dead?
Two to four hours.
Grace.
Tie thing ...
ties and titties.
Come here, Walter.
Are you talking to the press?
No.
Bullshit.
But what the fuck, man?
Why'd you blowup the only leads we got?
You want the glory, the book deal?
Why did you do it?
Calm down.
I'm not gonna calm down.
I'm about to kick your ass.
Relax there, sweetheart.
Get your hormones under control.
Time for you to go, Walter.
I just got here.
Like I said, time for you to go.
I'm not ...
I'm not going anywhere.
I am sick of the stupid shit coming out of your mouth.
Your disrespect, your lies.
So, I'm going to let go of you, and you going to walk off from my crime scene.
And if I don't?
I'm gonna break your arm.
Ok.
Let me get this for you.
Do you like the crime scenes, Kirby?
It's a hobby.
Three crime scenes.
Three sightings of Mr.
Kirby Jet.
It's a free country.
Well, most crime scenes are boring.
I rarely even go.
These are special.
And why are they special? "
Captain Crunch."
You get it? "
Cereal" killer.
Where were you today between 5 and 7?
At work.
Where'd you work?
Where'd you work?
I drive a cab.
Was the news right?
Women get cut with a scalpel?
Stand up, Kirby.
Stand up.
Awh.
Put your head down.
He's got a damn camera in there.
You were filming the crime scene.
It's not illegal.
It's not illegal.
Give me your hand.
Give me your other hand.
What time is it?
A little after 7.
Shit.
I have a Red Cross charity breakfast and some errands.
Can I spend the night again?
How long is everyone out of town?
In Argentina hunting big game, two weeks.
You're not staying here two weeks, Paige.
I'm scared, I'm sorry!
Look at the paper, said that the cops are waiting for him to kill again.
Does it look like I'm sitting around waiting for him to kill again?
You put that there?
No, I haven't moved anything, I haven't touched anything.
Does it give you nightmares?
Gus gonna give me nightmares.
Where's my ankle gun?
Holy crap, Paige, you've got my gun?
You stole my gun?
Are you crazy?
Are you insane?
I'm scared, Grace.
You hate guns.
You don't know how to use a gun!
I could use it if someone was trying to hurt me.
That's how you get yourself killed!
Handling a gun when don't know shit about guns!
This is loaded, Paige.
You looked to see if the safety was on?
Do you even know where the safety is?
Ok, ok, I won't take it.
And you won't buy a gun today, either.
And tell your friends not to buy a gun.
That's all we need.
I am sorry I touched your gun.
And what do you want for supper?
Not that I am going to be going to Sam's market.
8:34 a.m. "
Z".
Sweet Jesus.
Hey, Abby.
Hey.
They told me you were down here.
Can I talk a second?
Sure.
Grace does not like me.
And I don't blame her.
Well, I was late my first day.
I heard Sally died.
Spencer was inconsolable and, you know, I couldn't leave him, I just couldn't, you know?
I wouldn't do that.
So, here's my question - Is that it?
No second chance.
Uh, cold shoulder for the next 27 days?
Or ...
If I'm - if I'm early every day and work really, really hard, and kiss her ass, will she give me another chance?
Don't kiss her ass.
Just work hard.
Sick shit you got at your house.
DA's ready to file, Kirby.
I am not a murderer, I'm a fan.
Of murders?
The craft of murder.
Ted Bundy your hero?
You went through my things.
Hillside stranglers, Richard Ramirez ...
You've got quite a collection!
You went through my things!
We went through all you things, every single case.
Kirby, what on those tapes?
Very upsetting to me.
Drive your cab along Penn, Western and 63rd.
And the Northwest Highway.
You see this scalpel?
It's a reproduction of the murder weapon used by Daniel Duane Demmok.
in Ottawa, Canada, from 1920 to 1934.
He committed living autopsies on sixteen women.
See that dark substance on the blade?
Is that blood, Kirby?
What are you going with a bloody scalpel?
How else a guy like him supposed to practice his craft?
Kirby Jet - super freak.
You think he's our killer?
No vintage ties, souvenirs from the victims, I'm not feeling it.
Well, Annabelle Whitby had a tummy-tuck two years ago, I'm chatting with her best friend online.
How'd that happen?
Annabelle had a wedding blog, blog had a link to her best friends.
The last entry was about flowers - white gardenias and white roses.
Who was Annabelle's doctor?
Doesn't remember, but his office was on Northwest Highway.
Hey, Henry is about to do her autopsy and I'd thought I take him up on his offer...
...
to see her scars.
Go for it.
Good work, Abby.
Thanks.
Do you believe that guy?
Daniel Duane Demmok.
Did he say, "living autopsies"?
Hey, you heard from Rhetta on the blood?
Not yet.
Abby got a lead.
Annabelle might have been Keizer's patient two years ago.
Un-uh.
Kirby's been driving a cab five years.
You really think he's our guy?
He works the target area, women are gonna trust a cab driver, no alibi.
And he's got a scalpel with blood on it.
You think he's our guy?
We got to check him out, look at these videos.
Yeah ...
Abby and I are going to stay on Keizer's office.
The blood on scalpel is not human.
It's feline.
If he's not our guy, he's a serial killer in the making.
I went down to the evidence room to get the Warr Acres' case.
I saw your name on the sign-in sheet.
You checked out Leon Cooley evidence two months ago and you've brought it back this morning.
Correct, detective Rodriguez.
Did you see the suicide letter?
Yes.
Leon Cooley was drunk, but the girl he ran over, wanted to kill herself.
She jumped in front of that car.
The prison guard he killed didn't let her die.
Maybe Leon Cooley should never have never been in prison.
A sober driver would have hit that girl.
Doesn't matter.
He murdered a guard.
Maybe this could get him off death row.
One thing doesn't have anything to do with the other.
You don't know that.
Yes, I do.
Earl wants you to help him, Grace!
The man you killed when you were driving drunk...
I'm working this frigging serial case, Rhetta, without my partner ...
the best that I've ever had!
And I'm not just going to drop everything and go to Leon Cooley!
Besides, Leon Cooley is not dead.
Because Earl helped you!
You could be the one sitting in prison right now, and now the whole thing has come full circle!
You can't ignore this, Grace.
The weatherman predicting rain.
Still the silent treatment.
Job did the same thing.
But he was a lot worse off than you ...
...
covered in boils, scabs ...
Believed he was cursed by God he didn't say a word for seven days.
but I outlasted him, too.
Didn't give up on him.
And I'm not giving up on you.
God ain't forsaken you, Leon.
People care about you.
Gonna help you whether you like it or not.
You hear what the press has named this guy?
The "OKC Slasher."
What is this?
Kirby Jet's got video from all three crime scenes.
Sick.
Where's Grace and Abby?
Tracking anyone who's ever been in Keizer's office, talking again to his receptionist, Pauline.
Annabelle was a patient of his?
Yeah.
The fianc� didn't know anything about it.
Check this out.
Donald Gilmore is the security guard that called in Luann's car.
That's that company, right?
Shit.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on.
You checked out this guy?
Yeah.
No record, a good employee.
He's at Judy Woodlawn's crime scene at Warr Acres.
There's no reason for him to be there.
Security guard ...
women tend to trust them more.
Can't tell who's driving.
I gotta get this blown up.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hold, hold on.
We've got him, we've got him.
What do you want?
Like your hair, Pauline.
Whose idea was that?
Why do you care about my hair?
What are you ladies doing here?
We are here to talk to Pauline.
This is my boyfriend and we are gonna go see a movie so I can't talk to you right now.
Maybe your boyfriend doesn't mind missing the previews.
Detective Hanadarko, officer Charles.
Who are you?
Donald Gilmore.
What the problem?
They're investigating the OKC Slasher.
They're bugging everyone I work with.
They think it's Dr.
Keizer, ridiculous.
We went to your office.
They said you were home sick.
So, I'm playing hookie.
Is that a crime?
You going to get that, Detective?
Yeah?
Hey, we may have something.
A security guard named Donald Gilmore.
I know.
You'll have to get someone to cover for us.
What?
Yeah, the last interview and then we'll be back.
Yeah, Pauline Hoover's house.
Come on, something's up with Grace.
Pauline Hoover's house, call me with the address, get a black and white over there.
Maybe you could help us, Donald.
Oh, so now you're going to start bugging my boyfriend?
Do you mind talking to us?
This is police harassment.
We're going go see a movie.
You ever visit Pauline at work?
He comes sees me all the time.
What do you think about Dr.
Keizer?
You like him?
He's ok.
What do you mean?
I mean he's ok.
What you saying, sweetface?
He hates him.
He wants me to quit.
I would feel more comfortable if I could see your hands, sir.
Gun!
Suspect down.
All units ...
How did it go?
Fine.
Everybody's at Louie's waiting.
I think I'll call it a night.
You OK?
Yeah.
First time you've ever killed someone, Grace.
And now there's one less asshole in the world.
We could hang out at your place, order pizzas, make cheese dip.
Naw.
You have fun at Louie's, I'll see you tomorrow.
I'm cool.
Really.
Where's Grace?
Heading home.
Is she ok?
I do not know.
Don't tell me your this piece of shit last-chance angel.
No.
He belonged to George.
Lucky you.
So, why are you here?
I was worried about you.
It was a good shoot, Earl.
Sure was, Grace.
You left without saying goodnight.
How did you know I'd be here?
It's what I would have done ...
...
after I got a babysitter.
You've forgotten something.