Seven Seconds (2018) s01e02 Episode Script
Brenton's Breath
1 [WATER GUSHING.]
[WATER DRIPPING.]
[SOFTLY.]
Hey.
You're still wet, babe.
[CHUCKLES.]
I gotta go.
What are you doing, huh? What do you think I'm doing? Come on.
What about the baby? The baby's asleep.
But Mama's wide awake.
Looks like Daddy's waking up too.
Come on, just a quickie.
The doctor says it's good for labor.
[MARIE GRUNTS.]
Oh! Petey, Petey don't rip them! They're like new from Victoria's.
[PANTING.]
[GRUNTS.]
Fuck.
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
[DOOR BUZZER ECHOES.]
[PRISONER 1.]
Yo, mama! [INDISTINCT SHOUTS FROM PRISONER.]
[PRISONER 2.]
Fucking bitch! [WOLF WHISTLE.]
[PRISONER 3.]
Come on over here, baby.
Mr.
Dorsey I'm KJ Harper from the prosecutor's office.
You said you were asleep in your car under the Pulaski Bridge - when you were arrested last night.
- Fuck you! This will help with the shakes, okay? The Pulaski's far from the park.
Are you sure that's where you were sleeping? Yeah, I'm sure.
Can anyone confirm you were there? There was a pint in your car, of whiskey, and you hadn't touched it.
So you'd just bought it, right? What time did you buy the booze? I don't remember! Mac, look at me.
Where do you usually buy your liquor? Is there a place you like to go? Charlie, the guy at the store, A-1 Westside Ave, lets me clean up in his toilet.
[COUGHING.]
Thank you, Mr.
Dorsey.
Officer.
[PRISONER.]
Hey, come on man where you going? - [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
Nurse.
Nurse.
Nurse! Nurse! [ISAIAH.]
Where is he? They've taken him downstairs for more tests, but I saw him blink.
- What? - I saw him blink his eyes.
- What does that mean? - The doctors, they did a scan.
And she said there were lines on it.
Brain activity.
It means that he can come back to us.
All right, he's going to need a lot of mental stimulation, talking, music.
Mm.
[SETH.]
I've seen people with worse injuries.
Brain injuries recover from this over there.
- More than - Yeah.
We'll call the whole family to come and visit.
We'll play his favorite music.
And Seth, you'll put your uniform back on.
He wanted to see you in it so bad.
- Um, anything for Little Man.
- [LATRICE.]
Yeah.
Yeah.
All night.
All night I kept saying, "Please, please come back to me.
Come back to your mama.
" He heard me.
He heard me.
God is good.
All the time.
- All the time.
- God is good.
God is good.
God is good.
God is good.
Think that's funny? Want one of these? - No, I don't eat that cake donut shit.
- No? It's like Play-Doh.
You'll shit it out a year later.
You got experience with that? [COP 1.]
Hey, at least my mommy doesn't pack my breakfast.
- What is that dog shit anyway? - [COP 2.]
It's a pastel, dumb-ass.
[COP 1.]
Oh! Coño, perdóname.
Pastel.
- [COP 2.]
Shit's homemade, bitch.
- [COP 1 LAUGHS.]
You better look out! Finish your Puerto Rican muffin and get out of here.
Manny, you're with Osorio.
You call me on my cell later.
Jablonski, you're with me.
[MANNY.]
The new guy? Seriously? You breaking up the team, Di? You and me, Starsky and Hutch, baby.
Go on, man.
Get out of here.
Do your job.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO.]
How you holding up? I'm good.
You're what? I'm good.
[CHUCKLES.]
Leave him alone, mamita, he's married.
I don't mind married.
I don't kiss and tell.
[DIANGELO LAUGHS.]
Let's go.
Come on.
[WOMAN.]
You new here, papi? You cute.
You work narcotics in the South District, girls like that are just part of the uh the benefits package.
Well, I never even took a free cup of coffee working in the East.
I guess whatever they taught me at the Academy just stuck.
Well, they also teach you to climb a fucking rope.
You've been out how many years? How many fucking ropes you climbed, huh? Fucking idealist with a badge.
[CHUCKLES.]
You remind me of me back in the day.
Open your window.
Open it.
- You're freezing, right? - Yeah.
Good, that's going to wake you up, because this shit ain't patrol.
There's no parking behind the 7-Eleven, jerking off till your shift's over.
We're like athletes.
- [HONKS HORN.]
- [RESPONDING HONKS.]
Can't think about what they're doing, they just gotta do.
You think too much, you fuck it up.
Now for players, that's that's just a lost game.
But for us? That's me showing up to Osorio's house, telling his mama her son's dead.
Who's the guy? The one they put away for it.
He's a bum.
Would've killed somebody someday.
Good riddance.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- In case you hadn't noticed, bro this ain't the East.
[OFFICER.]
Yeah? Huh? Huh? Don't give me any shit.
[CHATTER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING NEARBY.]
Let me ask you something.
Where did Di find him? - Jablonski.
- [OSORIO.]
East District.
Was teaching one of those undercover classes he does at different precincts.
Went over to Jablonski's house a few times, whatever.
You know how he gets about the new guy.
Jablonski's from the East District? [SCOFFS.]
All them cops do is fucking arrest yuppies for drunk and disorderlies.
Fucking rookie.
What if he cracks? DiAngelo vouches for him, so that's that.
He says Pete's good people.
Yeah, okay.
He goes to Jablonski's a few times, he has a few beers, his wife cooks him a few dinners, so he's good people.
Fuck that, fuck good, fuck him.
- [DOOR OPENS.]
- [KJ SIGHS.]
Fish it's KJ.
Uh, KJ Harper from the prosecutor's office again.
Um, when you get this, call me.
It's about the guy you arrested, Dorsey.
Call me.
[BOTTLES CLINKING.]
[DOORBELL RINGING.]
Hi uh Is James home? I need to talk to him about a case.
You can wait here.
- What the hell is she doing here? - Honey, calm down.
You need to handle this.
- It's not happening again.
- I'll take care of it.
Calm down.
Have you lost your mind? Okay.
Look, Dorsey didn't do it, okay? He was at a liquor store across town, three miles from the park when the accident happened.
- Who the hell is Dorsey? - The hit-and-run in the park.
I tried to tell you, but you weren't answering your phone.
[SIGHS.]
Look, the victim's a kid, from a good family.
And you're at the start of a campaign We can't ignore this.
Are the papers picking it up? No.
But his family are churchgoers who most likely vote, and every vote counts.
You know I'm right.
Don't let your caseload slip, KJ.
Thanks James.
KJ.
Don't ever come to my home.
[MAN.]
Uh, it's wonderful how well your son is doing.
I see you have a deductible plan with your wife's insurance.
Yeah, yeah.
How much is it going to cost me? We're looking $350 per day in the ICU.
With Dr.
Sangupta's recommendation, he'll be here from 30 to 45 days.
I've also included surgery costs, rehabilitation, lab tests.
We just bought a house.
If there is financial hardship, we have programs to help I got a job, man.
- We'll figure it out.
- I understand.
But we will need to discuss a payment plan.
Wh What amount can you start with? Today.
[WOMAN.]
Hey, the kids ain't stopped talking about last year when you took them for ice cream.
So, you got to hurry up, get better, so you can take them again.
[ISAIAH.]
Latrice.
I got to go to work.
So, I want you to stay here with Brenton and just call the school, let them know you need time off.
[WOMAN.]
I'll I'll call them.
Thanks, Marcelle.
Isaiah, come over here and talk to Brenton.
Before you go.
It's good for him to hear your voice.
[VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
Come on.
Tell him you love him.
Tell him.
He already knows.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[SHEEP BLEATING.]
[CHICKENS CLUCKING.]
[DOGS BARKING.]
[FISH.]
Shut up! [FISH.]
Shut up! [GRUNTS.]
Where were you? I left you, like, three messages.
Seven.
Exactly seven.
Now don't make me put you in the hole, huh? All right, come on.
No.
You better duck in before they get out.
And don't stare at them.
Dogs don't like you staring at them.
This is Jack and Jill, they're the twins.
They're going blind.
Uh, this is Ginger over here, right? She I got in Atlantic City.
This is Lady here.
She's almost 15.
That's why she's got to wear that diaper.
- Why didn't you call? - I turn my phone off while I'm sleeping.
Don't wanna mess with my circadian rhythms.
You should do the same.
It'd probably be good for your OCD, or your DTs.
[DOGS PANTING.]
We need to send the victim's clothes to the lab to test for paint transfer from the vehicle.
And I want to talk to that narc's CI.
Maybe he mistook Dorsey for someone else.
Okay, well, first of all, this isn't the crime of the century.
The kid was probably a banger.
And second, I'm not the "almost dead police," okay? Kid ain't dead.
Call me when he is.
Well, prosecutors outrank detectives so get dressed, let's go.
Oh.
Oh, really? You went there, huh? Well, the kids haven't eaten yet, and Jackson, he's missing his epiglottis, so I got to put him in his high chair, and feed him with the funnel, then we can go.
- Okay, I will meet you at the district.
- Okay, that sounds great.
- [DOG BARKS.]
- Come here.
Come on.
Come here.
What's a matter? You guys don't like her? I don't blame you.
[MANNY IN LATINO ACCENT.]
Hey, I don't know nothing, man.
I swear to God, you fuck around too much, man, - you play too many games, man.
- [LAUGHTER.]
DiAngelo, right? - Fish Rinaldi.
That's right.
- Yeah.
From last night.
How you doing? - Good.
How you doing? Mm-mm.
- You meet my team yet? - Manny Wilcox.
- Hey.
- Felix Osorio.
- Hey.
- And the rest, who gives a fuck? - [MEN CHUCKLING.]
Listen, I hate to hassle you, but about that job last night - We need to talk to your CI.
- Yeah.
The one who ID'd Mac Dorsey.
[MANNY CLEARS THROAT.]
- I'll check you later, Di.
- All right, Donny.
You stay safe.
Okay, man.
You know, they call it a "Confidential Informant" for a reason, Marcia Clark.
I tried to tell her that.
[CHUCKLES.]
I can't make the charges stick to Dorsey if I don't talk to your CI.
You can't make the charges stick if you don't show up for court.
We believe Dorsey was across town when the kid got hit.
Yeah, says a guy whose brain's been soaking in Jim Beam for 50 years? Not him, the store owner who sold him the Jim Beam.
Is that right? That's my bad, then.
Guess I jammed you up with some faulty intel.
CI's lie out their assholes.
Anything for a bump or a blowjob.
It happens, right? What are you gonna do? I would still like to talk to him.
Well, I'll see what I can do, KJ.
You want to leave me your personal cell? You can reach me at the office.
You know the number.
We need to go to the hospital.
I got to get the kid's clothes to the lab and the accident unit down to the park - Fine.
Do that.
- [SCOFFS.]
You fuck her yet? - Huh? - [CHUCKLES.]
Everyone here has.
So, what's up with the kid? Is he still up at the ICU? Stapled head, and she's on a mission for a fucking carrot.
Listen, I got to jet, brother.
It was good to see you.
Keep me in the loop.
I might have some tips for you.
- And I'll get back at you about my CI.
- Appreciate that.
[DIANGELO.]
All right.
Wilcox, you're with me.
What the fuck? You said Dorsey was solid.
Keep your fucking voice down, man.
We're way out on the limb here, Di, for a new guy nobody knows.
I know him.
I trust him.
I'm taking care of this.
You said the same thing about Dorsey.
You want to repeat that, because I didn't hear you right the first.
Go do your fucking job.
So, I got the back room at Mancini's.
There's gonna be like 30 of us.
It's me and Jake, Nona, Pops, and that nightmare cunt he calls a wife.
Wow, babe.
Nice! I thought you were gonna paint.
The wallpaper's better for the baby.
There's no fumes.
Paint's more permanent, you're not gonna have to redo it every year.
What you got there's kind of cheap.
Bed Bath & Beyond? I don't think so.
I saw that same design at Walmart last week.
I don't know.
[MARIE.]
We were just talking about the christening brunch.
Everyone's coming.
What about you, Pete? Anyone coming from your side? I mean, you can't be adding last minute, so if no one's coming I fucking heard you the first time.
I left my phone in the living room.
Can you go get it? I just remembered a few names I want to add to the list.
Go.
Your cousin is a fucking bitch.
No wonder her boyfriend kicked her out.
You're always letting her get to you.
Always.
The room looks great, babe.
You're a good daddy.
And Little Poke likes it.
Come on.
You ever think maybe you ought to invite him? - No.
- He called again.
He wants to see you.
I told him about the baby.
You did what? He keeps calling, what was I supposed to do? You don't pick up the phone, that's what.
Okay.
God.
- No way.
- He wouldn't even quit.
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
- Come in.
Hi, uh Mrs.
Butler, this is our evidence technician.
We'll need to process Brenton for any evidence that may have transferred during the accident.
Why do you need to do that now? Sometimes debris from the vehicle gets on the victim.
It could help with the investigation.
' "Help with the investigation"? You said you got the man who did this.
It's a formality.
I'll need your consent for the collection.
[VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
We won't hurt him, I promise.
Thank you.
- Start with his right foot.
- Okay.
Okay.
You don't have to be afraid.
He's strong.
He's getting stronger every day, the doctor said so.
I got something.
Right there.
- Got it.
Yeah.
- Okay.
- [BRENTON GASPS.]
- I'm sorry.
He's been doing that for the past few days.
It's a reaction to being touched.
He knows you're touching him.
[LINE RINGING.]
Yeah.
Detective Rinaldi.
Fish, I found something.
Good for you.
I can't find his shoes.
- What? - I'm missing his shoes.
Unless he decided to just wear his socks to go bike riding in the park.
But I don't see his shoes in the crime scene photos either.
- Did you check evidence? - No.
I just looked under my desk here.
[KJ.]
Listen, we found what looks like a paint chip.
A blue paint chip in his hair.
So it's a blue car.
That's good.
No, it is, because you just expanded our suspect pool by 200,000.
Maybe if he tried to dump the car, a salvage yard has it.
There's like 200 of those in the city alone.
So get uni's to canvas them.
And check the DMV, okay? For a blue car? The lab will narrow down what we're looking for.
I'll send them the paint chip now and I will check the hospital for these shoes you can't find.
- What are you going to be doing? - Looking for a blue car I guess He Goddamn.
My CI's in the wind, the one who fingered Dorsey.
Ah It doesn't matter, Dorsey didn't do it.
The vehicle that hit the kid, it was a blue car, not a brown car.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
And now she wants me to check every salvage yard from here to Timbuktu.
So, uh what else you got? Well, the assholes that found him in the park pinched his shoes.
That or some piece of shit in the park took them.
Yeah, Tim's go for a mint in the hood, right? Every banger's got ten pair.
Mm-hmm.
- To mix and match with their pit bulls.
- [BOTH LAUGHING.]
The ghetto elk.
Hey, listen.
Listen.
Me and the guys, we usually hit up Mahoney's most weekend nights, right? - If you want, drop by.
- All right.
Just don't bring your fucking partner.
- She's not my partner.
- All right.
- Yeah, let's do it soon.
- Okay.
All right.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING.]
[GLASS CRUNCHING UNDERFOOT.]
[TRAIN PASSING NEARBY.]
[CAR PULLING UP OUTSIDE.]
[ENGINE STOPS, CAR DOOR OPENS.]
[KJ.]
Way, way over there.
I'll look here.
[FISH.]
If the boots were here, they're long gone by now.
Goddamn it.
Look at this thing.
Look at it.
[KJ.]
What? - [FISH.]
Come over here.
- [KJ.]
I'm fine where I am.
- What is it? - [FISH.]
I got a fucking hole in this.
I swear to God, it wasn't there five hours ago.
Look, you can see my sock.
The boots aren't here.
Let's go.
The hospital never logged them, so they have to be here.
The dog stole the boots.
Or the Jehovah's Witnesses that were in ICU.
Don't you have more cases to be working? Why do you got so much free time? You must not have kids or a husband.
Or a boyfriend.
- Why did you leave New York? - [FISH SIGHS.]
I like the view from this side of the river.
Check it out.
She's like, "Yo, all you foreigners out there that aren't Muslims, come to our shores.
Jersey City, look at my ass.
" That's her ass, right? Not her fupa? [SIGHS.]
- Where you going? The car's over there.
- Well if somebody stole them, maybe they saw the accident.
Or whoever left the accident.
Or maybe they didn't see diddly shit because they got to the accident five hours later.
This is where he got hit? No, the point of impact was over there.
That's where the car stopped.
What? That's a lot of windows.
Yeah.
[TRAIN HORN BLARING.]
- [GLASS CRUNCHING.]
- [DOOR CLOSES UPSTAIRS.]
You locked me out.
I asked you to keep my car off.
It's freezing, I had to run the heat.
- You waste gas like that.
- [SCOFFS.]
I'll get you back, don't worry.
- Did you find anything? - Nope, nada.
What? He had a thing for seagulls.
That's sweet.
Let's go home.
We need to find those boots.
- Open markets? - [SIGHS.]
Thrift shops? Anywhere you can sell stolen Timberlands.
Come on, you're the detective.
Last time I checked, I am.
So here's the deal.
Every banger in the city's got a pair.
They're born with Tims on, so unless you want to drive around, staring at everybody's feet, we're wasting our time.
Because you have so many other things to do.
Where to, boss? [LATIN MUSIC PLAYING.]
Keep your truck off the road for a few more days.
Why? Because I said so.
You're riding with me.
You two check out the projects on Dale Avenue.
Don't give him the keys though.
I'm just saying.
- [LAUGHTER.]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hey, wassup? [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN.]
How you doing, beloved? - I'm very thirsty.
Thank you, beloved.
- Appreciate it.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Hey, uh, give me the fried pigs' feet.
[LAUGHTER.]
Uh-uh-uh! Hands up, don't shoot.
[LAUGHTER.]
Yeah, you gonna be on YouTube, man.
Like a real-life celebrity and shit.
Look at this nigga, boy.
Yo, what the fuck? I just got that.
You want your phone? There's your fucking phone.
[GLASS SHATTERS.]
Why don't you call Messiah on it? Go on.
Do it.
He ain't gonna be too happy when I check in with him, tell him how his punks are representing.
- Chill, we was messing with you.
- You still talking? Get the fuck out of here.
Come on, let's go.
Yo, who's Messiah? I'm talking to you.
Yeah, well, all Dr.
Taranaweh said is, we need to keep an eye out for spotting, like last time.
And there's none.
I checked.
I check, like, every morning.
What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird.
Maybe I should've stayed in the East.
We're supposed to be doing good, right? - I mean, that's why I joined this team.
- Is this about DiAngelo? What's going on? I don't know.
Well, maybe I was wrong.
Wrong about what? - [TIRES SCREECH.]
- [GASPS.]
[KIDS CHATTERING.]
What the fuck are you doing? Get out of the road! Get out of the fucking road! You don't come where the fucking car is coming! Motherfuckers.
Are you sure the girl that holes up in that old power plant, she comes here? We all do for the dollar menu.
They got a special this week, buy one get two items free.
That's her! That's Nadine.
With the purple streak in her hair.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
All right, Mimi, you go get yourself something to eat, all right? You got a light? Looking for a date? Why, you offering? I'm not wearing any panties.
[CHUCKLES.]
Asshole.
[ENGINE REVVING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
You hungry? I got you something to eat.
Meatloaf and mashed potatoes.
The lady in the cafeteria said they got a mean apple pie, but I figured we'd start with this.
Mm.
You just got off a shift? Yeah, I [CLEARS THROAT.]
- I picked up a double.
- Mm.
I got to be back there in an hour, but um I just wanted to see Brenton before I did.
Trice, you should get something to eat.
Thank you, babe.
Dear heavenly Father, thank you for this food we're about to receive, for the nourishment of our minds, bodies, and spirits, in your son Jesus' name.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Um Trice, you know me, I ain't good with words.
I do know you.
Babe, it was just a bike.
Whatever fears you have, he's still your son.
What did I ever do to make you think I don't know that? Nothing.
Nothing.
Thank you.
I got to go back to work.
It's after dinner.
Kids don't get their dinner, they lose their minds.
We've hit up every open air market in the city.
What do you say we call it for the night? There is gotta be more.
But there's not.
Why do you care? - The kid was a banger.
- How do you even know that? He's from a nice family.
He's in school.
And he worked the Early Bird Crackhead Special before first hour, so - There weren't any drugs on him.
- What was he doing in the park? Why do you even do this job if you don't care about anything? I care about things.
I care about my dogs.
I care about Point of Know Return.
- It's a Kansas album, 1977.
Classic.
- [SCOFFS.]
Stop the car.
- Huh? - Do it.
Now.
What, going karaoking? Unlock the door.
- How are you going to get home? - Uber.
I don't think Uber picks up around here.
- Unlock the damn door.
- Fine.
You should really use Lyft.
They treat their employees much better.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING IN BAR.]
[LATRICE.]
What I believe in From moonlight to the morning [VOCALIZES.]
Here comes your part B.
[VOCALIZES.]
I'll be trying I'll be trying In the morning I'll be trying I'll be trying [LAUGHING.]
Hey, ah Stop.
You ain't serious.
The Lord did not bless me with the voice he did your brother.
[CHUCKLES.]
Maybe not, but he sure gave you some moves.
This is what we listen to on the way to school.
You know how quiet he usually is.
Mm.
Mm.
This is our thing in the morning.
How you holding up? Uh, you know.
It's good to be home.
As soon as we get Brenton back on his feet, I'm gonna find some work.
Want to come to the house, help out with the bills No.
We're fine.
We are just happy to have you back home.
- Oh, he squeezed my hand today.
- No.
Yes.
Yes, I was talking to him, just like the doctors said, and I said, "Brenton, if you can hear me, baby, just squeeze my hand.
" And he did.
[LAUGHING.]
Yeah! Yeah, B! Okay, you got to try.
Come on! Come on.
No, you got to try.
Hey, Brenton.
Your Uncle Seth is here.
Can you feel him? If so, just give a squeeze, okay? - He did it before.
- Yeah, I'm sure he did.
Hey, Little Man.
Can you hear me? Come back to us, you hear? Your mama here, your father here, your Uncle Seth here we're all here, and we're waiting for you to come back to us.
And we ain't leaving until you do.
I love you, B.
All right.
- I'm gonna get something to eat.
- Mm-hmm.
I know you don't like rice, but I got that soup.
Yeah? [DOORBELL RINGS.]
- Who is it? - [FISH.]
It's your chauffeur.
- It's one in the morning.
- I got takeout.
You hungry? Ooh.
Oh, you need a Tic Tac.
How many did you tie on tonight? No, listen.
I'm just kidding.
Look.
I found the Tims.
Size ten.
Seagulls drawn on them.
He's into seagulls, right? - Yeah.
- Yeah, some street hawker on Fifth Street said some junkie showed up yesterday with these.
Scared out of her mind, desperate to score.
He didn't have a name, but he said she's this white girl, 15 to 16.
She's got this purple streak in her hair.
And she'd sold stuff to him before, stuff that she stole from some local pharmacy.
- You talk to the pharmacy? - No, they're closed.
They're open in like five hours.
I figured you'd be here.
- Let's go get some breakfast.
- Look I need to sleep.
Yeah, okay.
Yeah, no problem.
You do you.
Um, I'll be back, a couple hours, with the limo, okay? Good night, Fish.
Good work.
Thanks.
The bathroom is the other way.
The other way.
Mm-hmm.
They don't even make a Tic Tac for that.
[CHUCKLING.]
Hey, you know where DiAngelo is? No, you want to take a seat, his desk's over there.
I know where his desk is at.
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[INDISTINCT VOICE ON POLICE RADIO.]
What's up? DiAngelo wants you to hang back.
He'll hit you up if he needs you.
He called me like two hours ago and said we were heading out.
Yeah, we are.
You ain't.
Later, man.
Where you going? [LOUD MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO.]
[MUSIC STOPS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- My man Messiah.
- Peace.
- You good? - Hell, yeah! [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- [CAR DOORS SLAM.]
- [MAN.]
Peace out.
[GASPS.]
No.
No, no.
No.
No.
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
Brenton, I'll be back, baby.
- [WOMAN.]
Good evening, ma'am.
- Hi.
Can I help you? Um Can I get a piece of your apple pie? - [CHUCKLES.]
You gonna have that here? - Uh, to go.
- I hear you make a mean one.
- Not me, my daughter.
She works in the back.
Does all the baking.
I said to her, "Open your own store and hire me.
" [CHUCKLES.]
Thank you.
God bless you.
He does.
Every day.
[WATER STARTS, STOPS.]
[DROPS HOSE.]
- [DOOR CREAKS.]
- [NO ANIMAL SOUNDS.]
[NURSE.]
Mrs.
Butler? Mrs.
Butler, we've been trying to call you.
The doctors did everything they could for him.
I'm sorry.
Brenton.
Baby? Would you like me to call someone for you, Mrs.
Butler? There you go, baby.
[SOFT SOB.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[TAKES TREMBLING BREATH.]
[QUIET SOBBING.]
[SIGHS.]
[WATER DRIPPING.]
[SOFTLY.]
Hey.
You're still wet, babe.
[CHUCKLES.]
I gotta go.
What are you doing, huh? What do you think I'm doing? Come on.
What about the baby? The baby's asleep.
But Mama's wide awake.
Looks like Daddy's waking up too.
Come on, just a quickie.
The doctor says it's good for labor.
[MARIE GRUNTS.]
Oh! Petey, Petey don't rip them! They're like new from Victoria's.
[PANTING.]
[GRUNTS.]
Fuck.
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
[DOOR BUZZER ECHOES.]
[PRISONER 1.]
Yo, mama! [INDISTINCT SHOUTS FROM PRISONER.]
[PRISONER 2.]
Fucking bitch! [WOLF WHISTLE.]
[PRISONER 3.]
Come on over here, baby.
Mr.
Dorsey I'm KJ Harper from the prosecutor's office.
You said you were asleep in your car under the Pulaski Bridge - when you were arrested last night.
- Fuck you! This will help with the shakes, okay? The Pulaski's far from the park.
Are you sure that's where you were sleeping? Yeah, I'm sure.
Can anyone confirm you were there? There was a pint in your car, of whiskey, and you hadn't touched it.
So you'd just bought it, right? What time did you buy the booze? I don't remember! Mac, look at me.
Where do you usually buy your liquor? Is there a place you like to go? Charlie, the guy at the store, A-1 Westside Ave, lets me clean up in his toilet.
[COUGHING.]
Thank you, Mr.
Dorsey.
Officer.
[PRISONER.]
Hey, come on man where you going? - [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
Nurse.
Nurse.
Nurse! Nurse! [ISAIAH.]
Where is he? They've taken him downstairs for more tests, but I saw him blink.
- What? - I saw him blink his eyes.
- What does that mean? - The doctors, they did a scan.
And she said there were lines on it.
Brain activity.
It means that he can come back to us.
All right, he's going to need a lot of mental stimulation, talking, music.
Mm.
[SETH.]
I've seen people with worse injuries.
Brain injuries recover from this over there.
- More than - Yeah.
We'll call the whole family to come and visit.
We'll play his favorite music.
And Seth, you'll put your uniform back on.
He wanted to see you in it so bad.
- Um, anything for Little Man.
- [LATRICE.]
Yeah.
Yeah.
All night.
All night I kept saying, "Please, please come back to me.
Come back to your mama.
" He heard me.
He heard me.
God is good.
All the time.
- All the time.
- God is good.
God is good.
God is good.
God is good.
Think that's funny? Want one of these? - No, I don't eat that cake donut shit.
- No? It's like Play-Doh.
You'll shit it out a year later.
You got experience with that? [COP 1.]
Hey, at least my mommy doesn't pack my breakfast.
- What is that dog shit anyway? - [COP 2.]
It's a pastel, dumb-ass.
[COP 1.]
Oh! Coño, perdóname.
Pastel.
- [COP 2.]
Shit's homemade, bitch.
- [COP 1 LAUGHS.]
You better look out! Finish your Puerto Rican muffin and get out of here.
Manny, you're with Osorio.
You call me on my cell later.
Jablonski, you're with me.
[MANNY.]
The new guy? Seriously? You breaking up the team, Di? You and me, Starsky and Hutch, baby.
Go on, man.
Get out of here.
Do your job.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO.]
How you holding up? I'm good.
You're what? I'm good.
[CHUCKLES.]
Leave him alone, mamita, he's married.
I don't mind married.
I don't kiss and tell.
[DIANGELO LAUGHS.]
Let's go.
Come on.
[WOMAN.]
You new here, papi? You cute.
You work narcotics in the South District, girls like that are just part of the uh the benefits package.
Well, I never even took a free cup of coffee working in the East.
I guess whatever they taught me at the Academy just stuck.
Well, they also teach you to climb a fucking rope.
You've been out how many years? How many fucking ropes you climbed, huh? Fucking idealist with a badge.
[CHUCKLES.]
You remind me of me back in the day.
Open your window.
Open it.
- You're freezing, right? - Yeah.
Good, that's going to wake you up, because this shit ain't patrol.
There's no parking behind the 7-Eleven, jerking off till your shift's over.
We're like athletes.
- [HONKS HORN.]
- [RESPONDING HONKS.]
Can't think about what they're doing, they just gotta do.
You think too much, you fuck it up.
Now for players, that's that's just a lost game.
But for us? That's me showing up to Osorio's house, telling his mama her son's dead.
Who's the guy? The one they put away for it.
He's a bum.
Would've killed somebody someday.
Good riddance.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- In case you hadn't noticed, bro this ain't the East.
[OFFICER.]
Yeah? Huh? Huh? Don't give me any shit.
[CHATTER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING NEARBY.]
Let me ask you something.
Where did Di find him? - Jablonski.
- [OSORIO.]
East District.
Was teaching one of those undercover classes he does at different precincts.
Went over to Jablonski's house a few times, whatever.
You know how he gets about the new guy.
Jablonski's from the East District? [SCOFFS.]
All them cops do is fucking arrest yuppies for drunk and disorderlies.
Fucking rookie.
What if he cracks? DiAngelo vouches for him, so that's that.
He says Pete's good people.
Yeah, okay.
He goes to Jablonski's a few times, he has a few beers, his wife cooks him a few dinners, so he's good people.
Fuck that, fuck good, fuck him.
- [DOOR OPENS.]
- [KJ SIGHS.]
Fish it's KJ.
Uh, KJ Harper from the prosecutor's office again.
Um, when you get this, call me.
It's about the guy you arrested, Dorsey.
Call me.
[BOTTLES CLINKING.]
[DOORBELL RINGING.]
Hi uh Is James home? I need to talk to him about a case.
You can wait here.
- What the hell is she doing here? - Honey, calm down.
You need to handle this.
- It's not happening again.
- I'll take care of it.
Calm down.
Have you lost your mind? Okay.
Look, Dorsey didn't do it, okay? He was at a liquor store across town, three miles from the park when the accident happened.
- Who the hell is Dorsey? - The hit-and-run in the park.
I tried to tell you, but you weren't answering your phone.
[SIGHS.]
Look, the victim's a kid, from a good family.
And you're at the start of a campaign We can't ignore this.
Are the papers picking it up? No.
But his family are churchgoers who most likely vote, and every vote counts.
You know I'm right.
Don't let your caseload slip, KJ.
Thanks James.
KJ.
Don't ever come to my home.
[MAN.]
Uh, it's wonderful how well your son is doing.
I see you have a deductible plan with your wife's insurance.
Yeah, yeah.
How much is it going to cost me? We're looking $350 per day in the ICU.
With Dr.
Sangupta's recommendation, he'll be here from 30 to 45 days.
I've also included surgery costs, rehabilitation, lab tests.
We just bought a house.
If there is financial hardship, we have programs to help I got a job, man.
- We'll figure it out.
- I understand.
But we will need to discuss a payment plan.
Wh What amount can you start with? Today.
[WOMAN.]
Hey, the kids ain't stopped talking about last year when you took them for ice cream.
So, you got to hurry up, get better, so you can take them again.
[ISAIAH.]
Latrice.
I got to go to work.
So, I want you to stay here with Brenton and just call the school, let them know you need time off.
[WOMAN.]
I'll I'll call them.
Thanks, Marcelle.
Isaiah, come over here and talk to Brenton.
Before you go.
It's good for him to hear your voice.
[VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
Come on.
Tell him you love him.
Tell him.
He already knows.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[SHEEP BLEATING.]
[CHICKENS CLUCKING.]
[DOGS BARKING.]
[FISH.]
Shut up! [FISH.]
Shut up! [GRUNTS.]
Where were you? I left you, like, three messages.
Seven.
Exactly seven.
Now don't make me put you in the hole, huh? All right, come on.
No.
You better duck in before they get out.
And don't stare at them.
Dogs don't like you staring at them.
This is Jack and Jill, they're the twins.
They're going blind.
Uh, this is Ginger over here, right? She I got in Atlantic City.
This is Lady here.
She's almost 15.
That's why she's got to wear that diaper.
- Why didn't you call? - I turn my phone off while I'm sleeping.
Don't wanna mess with my circadian rhythms.
You should do the same.
It'd probably be good for your OCD, or your DTs.
[DOGS PANTING.]
We need to send the victim's clothes to the lab to test for paint transfer from the vehicle.
And I want to talk to that narc's CI.
Maybe he mistook Dorsey for someone else.
Okay, well, first of all, this isn't the crime of the century.
The kid was probably a banger.
And second, I'm not the "almost dead police," okay? Kid ain't dead.
Call me when he is.
Well, prosecutors outrank detectives so get dressed, let's go.
Oh.
Oh, really? You went there, huh? Well, the kids haven't eaten yet, and Jackson, he's missing his epiglottis, so I got to put him in his high chair, and feed him with the funnel, then we can go.
- Okay, I will meet you at the district.
- Okay, that sounds great.
- [DOG BARKS.]
- Come here.
Come on.
Come here.
What's a matter? You guys don't like her? I don't blame you.
[MANNY IN LATINO ACCENT.]
Hey, I don't know nothing, man.
I swear to God, you fuck around too much, man, - you play too many games, man.
- [LAUGHTER.]
DiAngelo, right? - Fish Rinaldi.
That's right.
- Yeah.
From last night.
How you doing? - Good.
How you doing? Mm-mm.
- You meet my team yet? - Manny Wilcox.
- Hey.
- Felix Osorio.
- Hey.
- And the rest, who gives a fuck? - [MEN CHUCKLING.]
Listen, I hate to hassle you, but about that job last night - We need to talk to your CI.
- Yeah.
The one who ID'd Mac Dorsey.
[MANNY CLEARS THROAT.]
- I'll check you later, Di.
- All right, Donny.
You stay safe.
Okay, man.
You know, they call it a "Confidential Informant" for a reason, Marcia Clark.
I tried to tell her that.
[CHUCKLES.]
I can't make the charges stick to Dorsey if I don't talk to your CI.
You can't make the charges stick if you don't show up for court.
We believe Dorsey was across town when the kid got hit.
Yeah, says a guy whose brain's been soaking in Jim Beam for 50 years? Not him, the store owner who sold him the Jim Beam.
Is that right? That's my bad, then.
Guess I jammed you up with some faulty intel.
CI's lie out their assholes.
Anything for a bump or a blowjob.
It happens, right? What are you gonna do? I would still like to talk to him.
Well, I'll see what I can do, KJ.
You want to leave me your personal cell? You can reach me at the office.
You know the number.
We need to go to the hospital.
I got to get the kid's clothes to the lab and the accident unit down to the park - Fine.
Do that.
- [SCOFFS.]
You fuck her yet? - Huh? - [CHUCKLES.]
Everyone here has.
So, what's up with the kid? Is he still up at the ICU? Stapled head, and she's on a mission for a fucking carrot.
Listen, I got to jet, brother.
It was good to see you.
Keep me in the loop.
I might have some tips for you.
- And I'll get back at you about my CI.
- Appreciate that.
[DIANGELO.]
All right.
Wilcox, you're with me.
What the fuck? You said Dorsey was solid.
Keep your fucking voice down, man.
We're way out on the limb here, Di, for a new guy nobody knows.
I know him.
I trust him.
I'm taking care of this.
You said the same thing about Dorsey.
You want to repeat that, because I didn't hear you right the first.
Go do your fucking job.
So, I got the back room at Mancini's.
There's gonna be like 30 of us.
It's me and Jake, Nona, Pops, and that nightmare cunt he calls a wife.
Wow, babe.
Nice! I thought you were gonna paint.
The wallpaper's better for the baby.
There's no fumes.
Paint's more permanent, you're not gonna have to redo it every year.
What you got there's kind of cheap.
Bed Bath & Beyond? I don't think so.
I saw that same design at Walmart last week.
I don't know.
[MARIE.]
We were just talking about the christening brunch.
Everyone's coming.
What about you, Pete? Anyone coming from your side? I mean, you can't be adding last minute, so if no one's coming I fucking heard you the first time.
I left my phone in the living room.
Can you go get it? I just remembered a few names I want to add to the list.
Go.
Your cousin is a fucking bitch.
No wonder her boyfriend kicked her out.
You're always letting her get to you.
Always.
The room looks great, babe.
You're a good daddy.
And Little Poke likes it.
Come on.
You ever think maybe you ought to invite him? - No.
- He called again.
He wants to see you.
I told him about the baby.
You did what? He keeps calling, what was I supposed to do? You don't pick up the phone, that's what.
Okay.
God.
- No way.
- He wouldn't even quit.
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
- Come in.
Hi, uh Mrs.
Butler, this is our evidence technician.
We'll need to process Brenton for any evidence that may have transferred during the accident.
Why do you need to do that now? Sometimes debris from the vehicle gets on the victim.
It could help with the investigation.
' "Help with the investigation"? You said you got the man who did this.
It's a formality.
I'll need your consent for the collection.
[VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
We won't hurt him, I promise.
Thank you.
- Start with his right foot.
- Okay.
Okay.
You don't have to be afraid.
He's strong.
He's getting stronger every day, the doctor said so.
I got something.
Right there.
- Got it.
Yeah.
- Okay.
- [BRENTON GASPS.]
- I'm sorry.
He's been doing that for the past few days.
It's a reaction to being touched.
He knows you're touching him.
[LINE RINGING.]
Yeah.
Detective Rinaldi.
Fish, I found something.
Good for you.
I can't find his shoes.
- What? - I'm missing his shoes.
Unless he decided to just wear his socks to go bike riding in the park.
But I don't see his shoes in the crime scene photos either.
- Did you check evidence? - No.
I just looked under my desk here.
[KJ.]
Listen, we found what looks like a paint chip.
A blue paint chip in his hair.
So it's a blue car.
That's good.
No, it is, because you just expanded our suspect pool by 200,000.
Maybe if he tried to dump the car, a salvage yard has it.
There's like 200 of those in the city alone.
So get uni's to canvas them.
And check the DMV, okay? For a blue car? The lab will narrow down what we're looking for.
I'll send them the paint chip now and I will check the hospital for these shoes you can't find.
- What are you going to be doing? - Looking for a blue car I guess He Goddamn.
My CI's in the wind, the one who fingered Dorsey.
Ah It doesn't matter, Dorsey didn't do it.
The vehicle that hit the kid, it was a blue car, not a brown car.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
And now she wants me to check every salvage yard from here to Timbuktu.
So, uh what else you got? Well, the assholes that found him in the park pinched his shoes.
That or some piece of shit in the park took them.
Yeah, Tim's go for a mint in the hood, right? Every banger's got ten pair.
Mm-hmm.
- To mix and match with their pit bulls.
- [BOTH LAUGHING.]
The ghetto elk.
Hey, listen.
Listen.
Me and the guys, we usually hit up Mahoney's most weekend nights, right? - If you want, drop by.
- All right.
Just don't bring your fucking partner.
- She's not my partner.
- All right.
- Yeah, let's do it soon.
- Okay.
All right.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING.]
[GLASS CRUNCHING UNDERFOOT.]
[TRAIN PASSING NEARBY.]
[CAR PULLING UP OUTSIDE.]
[ENGINE STOPS, CAR DOOR OPENS.]
[KJ.]
Way, way over there.
I'll look here.
[FISH.]
If the boots were here, they're long gone by now.
Goddamn it.
Look at this thing.
Look at it.
[KJ.]
What? - [FISH.]
Come over here.
- [KJ.]
I'm fine where I am.
- What is it? - [FISH.]
I got a fucking hole in this.
I swear to God, it wasn't there five hours ago.
Look, you can see my sock.
The boots aren't here.
Let's go.
The hospital never logged them, so they have to be here.
The dog stole the boots.
Or the Jehovah's Witnesses that were in ICU.
Don't you have more cases to be working? Why do you got so much free time? You must not have kids or a husband.
Or a boyfriend.
- Why did you leave New York? - [FISH SIGHS.]
I like the view from this side of the river.
Check it out.
She's like, "Yo, all you foreigners out there that aren't Muslims, come to our shores.
Jersey City, look at my ass.
" That's her ass, right? Not her fupa? [SIGHS.]
- Where you going? The car's over there.
- Well if somebody stole them, maybe they saw the accident.
Or whoever left the accident.
Or maybe they didn't see diddly shit because they got to the accident five hours later.
This is where he got hit? No, the point of impact was over there.
That's where the car stopped.
What? That's a lot of windows.
Yeah.
[TRAIN HORN BLARING.]
- [GLASS CRUNCHING.]
- [DOOR CLOSES UPSTAIRS.]
You locked me out.
I asked you to keep my car off.
It's freezing, I had to run the heat.
- You waste gas like that.
- [SCOFFS.]
I'll get you back, don't worry.
- Did you find anything? - Nope, nada.
What? He had a thing for seagulls.
That's sweet.
Let's go home.
We need to find those boots.
- Open markets? - [SIGHS.]
Thrift shops? Anywhere you can sell stolen Timberlands.
Come on, you're the detective.
Last time I checked, I am.
So here's the deal.
Every banger in the city's got a pair.
They're born with Tims on, so unless you want to drive around, staring at everybody's feet, we're wasting our time.
Because you have so many other things to do.
Where to, boss? [LATIN MUSIC PLAYING.]
Keep your truck off the road for a few more days.
Why? Because I said so.
You're riding with me.
You two check out the projects on Dale Avenue.
Don't give him the keys though.
I'm just saying.
- [LAUGHTER.]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hey, wassup? [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN.]
How you doing, beloved? - I'm very thirsty.
Thank you, beloved.
- Appreciate it.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Hey, uh, give me the fried pigs' feet.
[LAUGHTER.]
Uh-uh-uh! Hands up, don't shoot.
[LAUGHTER.]
Yeah, you gonna be on YouTube, man.
Like a real-life celebrity and shit.
Look at this nigga, boy.
Yo, what the fuck? I just got that.
You want your phone? There's your fucking phone.
[GLASS SHATTERS.]
Why don't you call Messiah on it? Go on.
Do it.
He ain't gonna be too happy when I check in with him, tell him how his punks are representing.
- Chill, we was messing with you.
- You still talking? Get the fuck out of here.
Come on, let's go.
Yo, who's Messiah? I'm talking to you.
Yeah, well, all Dr.
Taranaweh said is, we need to keep an eye out for spotting, like last time.
And there's none.
I checked.
I check, like, every morning.
What's wrong with you? You've been acting weird.
Maybe I should've stayed in the East.
We're supposed to be doing good, right? - I mean, that's why I joined this team.
- Is this about DiAngelo? What's going on? I don't know.
Well, maybe I was wrong.
Wrong about what? - [TIRES SCREECH.]
- [GASPS.]
[KIDS CHATTERING.]
What the fuck are you doing? Get out of the road! Get out of the fucking road! You don't come where the fucking car is coming! Motherfuckers.
Are you sure the girl that holes up in that old power plant, she comes here? We all do for the dollar menu.
They got a special this week, buy one get two items free.
That's her! That's Nadine.
With the purple streak in her hair.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
All right, Mimi, you go get yourself something to eat, all right? You got a light? Looking for a date? Why, you offering? I'm not wearing any panties.
[CHUCKLES.]
Asshole.
[ENGINE REVVING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
You hungry? I got you something to eat.
Meatloaf and mashed potatoes.
The lady in the cafeteria said they got a mean apple pie, but I figured we'd start with this.
Mm.
You just got off a shift? Yeah, I [CLEARS THROAT.]
- I picked up a double.
- Mm.
I got to be back there in an hour, but um I just wanted to see Brenton before I did.
Trice, you should get something to eat.
Thank you, babe.
Dear heavenly Father, thank you for this food we're about to receive, for the nourishment of our minds, bodies, and spirits, in your son Jesus' name.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Um Trice, you know me, I ain't good with words.
I do know you.
Babe, it was just a bike.
Whatever fears you have, he's still your son.
What did I ever do to make you think I don't know that? Nothing.
Nothing.
Thank you.
I got to go back to work.
It's after dinner.
Kids don't get their dinner, they lose their minds.
We've hit up every open air market in the city.
What do you say we call it for the night? There is gotta be more.
But there's not.
Why do you care? - The kid was a banger.
- How do you even know that? He's from a nice family.
He's in school.
And he worked the Early Bird Crackhead Special before first hour, so - There weren't any drugs on him.
- What was he doing in the park? Why do you even do this job if you don't care about anything? I care about things.
I care about my dogs.
I care about Point of Know Return.
- It's a Kansas album, 1977.
Classic.
- [SCOFFS.]
Stop the car.
- Huh? - Do it.
Now.
What, going karaoking? Unlock the door.
- How are you going to get home? - Uber.
I don't think Uber picks up around here.
- Unlock the damn door.
- Fine.
You should really use Lyft.
They treat their employees much better.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING IN BAR.]
[LATRICE.]
What I believe in From moonlight to the morning [VOCALIZES.]
Here comes your part B.
[VOCALIZES.]
I'll be trying I'll be trying In the morning I'll be trying I'll be trying [LAUGHING.]
Hey, ah Stop.
You ain't serious.
The Lord did not bless me with the voice he did your brother.
[CHUCKLES.]
Maybe not, but he sure gave you some moves.
This is what we listen to on the way to school.
You know how quiet he usually is.
Mm.
Mm.
This is our thing in the morning.
How you holding up? Uh, you know.
It's good to be home.
As soon as we get Brenton back on his feet, I'm gonna find some work.
Want to come to the house, help out with the bills No.
We're fine.
We are just happy to have you back home.
- Oh, he squeezed my hand today.
- No.
Yes.
Yes, I was talking to him, just like the doctors said, and I said, "Brenton, if you can hear me, baby, just squeeze my hand.
" And he did.
[LAUGHING.]
Yeah! Yeah, B! Okay, you got to try.
Come on! Come on.
No, you got to try.
Hey, Brenton.
Your Uncle Seth is here.
Can you feel him? If so, just give a squeeze, okay? - He did it before.
- Yeah, I'm sure he did.
Hey, Little Man.
Can you hear me? Come back to us, you hear? Your mama here, your father here, your Uncle Seth here we're all here, and we're waiting for you to come back to us.
And we ain't leaving until you do.
I love you, B.
All right.
- I'm gonna get something to eat.
- Mm-hmm.
I know you don't like rice, but I got that soup.
Yeah? [DOORBELL RINGS.]
- Who is it? - [FISH.]
It's your chauffeur.
- It's one in the morning.
- I got takeout.
You hungry? Ooh.
Oh, you need a Tic Tac.
How many did you tie on tonight? No, listen.
I'm just kidding.
Look.
I found the Tims.
Size ten.
Seagulls drawn on them.
He's into seagulls, right? - Yeah.
- Yeah, some street hawker on Fifth Street said some junkie showed up yesterday with these.
Scared out of her mind, desperate to score.
He didn't have a name, but he said she's this white girl, 15 to 16.
She's got this purple streak in her hair.
And she'd sold stuff to him before, stuff that she stole from some local pharmacy.
- You talk to the pharmacy? - No, they're closed.
They're open in like five hours.
I figured you'd be here.
- Let's go get some breakfast.
- Look I need to sleep.
Yeah, okay.
Yeah, no problem.
You do you.
Um, I'll be back, a couple hours, with the limo, okay? Good night, Fish.
Good work.
Thanks.
The bathroom is the other way.
The other way.
Mm-hmm.
They don't even make a Tic Tac for that.
[CHUCKLING.]
Hey, you know where DiAngelo is? No, you want to take a seat, his desk's over there.
I know where his desk is at.
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[INDISTINCT VOICE ON POLICE RADIO.]
What's up? DiAngelo wants you to hang back.
He'll hit you up if he needs you.
He called me like two hours ago and said we were heading out.
Yeah, we are.
You ain't.
Later, man.
Where you going? [LOUD MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO.]
[MUSIC STOPS.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- My man Messiah.
- Peace.
- You good? - Hell, yeah! [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- [CAR DOORS SLAM.]
- [MAN.]
Peace out.
[GASPS.]
No.
No, no.
No.
No.
- [VENTILATOR MACHINE PUMPING.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY.]
Brenton, I'll be back, baby.
- [WOMAN.]
Good evening, ma'am.
- Hi.
Can I help you? Um Can I get a piece of your apple pie? - [CHUCKLES.]
You gonna have that here? - Uh, to go.
- I hear you make a mean one.
- Not me, my daughter.
She works in the back.
Does all the baking.
I said to her, "Open your own store and hire me.
" [CHUCKLES.]
Thank you.
God bless you.
He does.
Every day.
[WATER STARTS, STOPS.]
[DROPS HOSE.]
- [DOOR CREAKS.]
- [NO ANIMAL SOUNDS.]
[NURSE.]
Mrs.
Butler? Mrs.
Butler, we've been trying to call you.
The doctors did everything they could for him.
I'm sorry.
Brenton.
Baby? Would you like me to call someone for you, Mrs.
Butler? There you go, baby.
[SOFT SOB.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[TAKES TREMBLING BREATH.]
[QUIET SOBBING.]
[SIGHS.]