i apologize. i lost control. he's a scumbag gangbanger. you got results. don't worry about it. okay. all right, listen, we're gonna give you a break 'cause you did the right thing. can i go? yeah. when they're through with you, get out of here. [ martinez ] greg. you think i killed marina? go ahead, arrest me. you want to be arrested? i don't care what you do. what we're gonna have you do, vitali, is take a seat. er your load down. accusing me of drunk? yeah. it's a real pleasure imagining you on the city streets in your hack. drink this. no. you can't make me.

stinks. how'd you know marina dawkins was dead? whole bar knows she's dead, and you're looking for me 'cause i'm russian? you're s se i did it. what we're sure on, vitali, is this woman had a husband didn't happen to be you. and what that whole bar also knew was you were bangin' her. so why don't you calm down and tell us where you were last night? oh, i was killing her. where were you, vitali? movies. did you keep the ticket s sb? no stub. russian, so i'm certainly lying. i i n't care what you think, american detectives. america, so you think you got a right to everything! america again. our fault. get you a russian wife out of an ad. you ever seen that, man? huh? i see his picture. ugly like a pig. [ snorting ] maybe last night she tells you you're out of luck.. she's going back to pig man. she's leaving pig man. too much pig man.

[ chuckling ] oh. before last night. what i care if you want to believe? no feeling in you for marina. she was a person, had a family, send money to her family in chernobyl. their letters back have kind of a green glow to 'em? son of a bitch. son of a bitch. call her stupid, treat like servant, complain and push her, then expects sex treatment. thinks to buy y russian woman from an advertising paper. a dumb russian you didn't care his opinion. you think it was him, huh? pig man, for her getting divorce, who you think? who?

manual strangulation and-- i-i wrote it down. trauma external to the genital area. no evidence of penetration. if it's the husband, maybe he's impotent. or wanting it to look like a rape. if that's right about the divorce, him not saying about it, you gotta like him a little. - what's going on? we gotta bring him back in. yeah.

pposedly shot those people from the bus. - how's the people got shot? kid's gonna be all right. they don't think the woman will make it. want any backup? no, we got it. all set? yeah. [ martinez ] you okay, greg? i'm all riled up. probably a sugar imbalance, gorging like a stupid jerk. why don't you u ink some water before we leave, move it through your system, you know. hey, i'll deal with it myself, all right,t,ames! enough with dear abby.

-all right, be cool, man. hey-- -get your hands up! - up against the wall. - hey, it's cool, man. it's cool, man. yo! yo! ow, man! be cool! put your head down. you hear me? get your head down! [ martinez ] greg, settleleown. ow, man! what'd i do? yo, man, i wasn't on no bus this morning, money. uh-h-h. let's have her name. [ chuckles ] can't do that, g. she's married. hmm. what do you think of that, james? this guy's going to the joint to protect the honor of a woman. that's beautiful, that's romantic. i think i saw that movie. but that puts your ass in the frying pan, luis. looks like the only way you can clear yourself is to stand in a lineup.

that was a pretty good one, g. don't be flippin' the bird on these premises. you got it, luis? we got him in the files anyway. we got an accident out front. uh, driver said he was on his way here to see you. that's gonna be dawkins. all right, be right there. i can't believe this. look at this. how stupid can yououe? do you know the paperwork i gotta fill out for this? - he pulled out right in front of me. - oh, for heaven's sake. hey, mr. dawkins. you hurt? ah. all right. all right, see? now, these are the guys i came to see.e. they called me in. he's drunk. runs right into me. my wife died. i just come from the morgue. tell 'em. we're workin' a homicide. he was coming to talk to us. we need to take him upstairs. look, the radio car's damaged. i want him tested, document he was loaded. the hell i'm loaded. i'm grieving for a loved one.

we'll take care of that. come on. you happen to be driving too fast. you wasn't looking where you were going. just shut your mouththpal. there's a liquor bottle on the floorboard. also make a memo-book entry impapa knocked this out from under the front seat. hey. hey, what you got there? your wife's purse, dawkins. her i.d. fell out. i wonder why that's s ere. she must have forgot it a few days ago. yeah, that makes sense. come on, let's talk about it upstairs, huh? that's what i come in here for. looks like you had quite a snootful, dawkins. i had to have a drink. i'm in mourning for my wife. that cop wasn't looking where he was going. well, we can probably get that straightened out. - sit down. - look at him down there.

- yeah. it's marina's. - when's the last time you seen that purse? yesterday, i guess. she must have left it. left it? [ simone ] dawkins, why didn't you tell us that your wife was a mail-order bride? i didt had nothing to do with it. how about her divorcing you? how come you didn't tell us about that? i don't know. i-i can't explain about this purse. she must have just forgot it. why didn't you tell us about her divorcing you? well, i-i took her to work yesterday. she must have left it in there then. earl, a woman going off and forgetting her purse, that's like you or me going off and forgetting ououright arm. i've been with women, falling-down drunks that'd forget to eat, but not once forget their purur. you know when a woman forgets her purse, huh? a woman forgets her purse when s s's dead, earl.

but i had a good excuse. all i wanted was a wife and i end up with her. just in it for what she could get. i think she was a prostitute in russia. who knows what went on over there. but she had them big blue eyes and i trusted her. but she-- she just used me to get into this country. she played me for a sucker. all the momoy i spent getting her over here. then she tries to soak me in a divorce. er sergeant. i-i got a nice pension. and then, in six years, i have my own carpet cleaning business. i made something out of myself. that apartment i live in, i own that thing. but that bitch, she wanted it all. and she'd have got it too. anything for the wife, no matter what kind of lying cheat she is. that's the way the divorce laws are in this state. she cheatin' on you with another man? it's probably too late now to find out his exact identity, ou fellas. but maybe she e s cheating on him.

or the first time. she called after work - and said she was g gng to the movies by herself. - you go looking for her? well, i asked her what movie she was going to and i was waiting when that movie left out to catch her lying on, you know, being alone. the man you're looking for, he's, uh-- he's a big young guy about 6'2", brown hair. i guess she thought he was nice and handsome. but i seen 'em walking away together. did you follow 'em? yeah, that's who you want to get. you're full of crap, dawkins! earl, did maybe you follow 'em? maybe after the boyfriend dropped her off near where you and marina live, you pull over and let her know that you caught her. maybe you pull marina into the car, let her know how upset she made you. maybe she started beatin' on you. coursesef fending her off, things, uh, just got out of control there.

and i started talking to her about, you know, her seeing that guy, and, you know,w,e start fighting about the divorce. and then back he comes, that guy that she was seeing, and hehee jerked the door open and-- [ simone ] earl. that didn't happen. [ sobbing ] me. i knew i was choking her, but i didn't want to stop. ed out of my mind. i had to get out of it. so i put her in the alley. i remembered on the news about those girls who were murdered and raped, and i tried to make it look like that. beating her up at the privates, tearing her hair out down there.

you'll be okay in there, greg, moving this ugalde? we go right at him. bus driver picked him out, two other witnesses. o intimidate. so what's your proposal, james? bring him some roses? i'm saying you're a little amped up. i think we should play him sweet.

come on out, ugalde. [ ugalde ] what's going on, g? [ martrtez ] we want to apprise you the investigation's status. maybe you start looking to help yourself. you're i.d.'d for shooting those people. the bus driver picked you out of a photo array, which is enough to send you up right there. plus three other witnenees picked you out also. yeah, forget about your weepy tattoo, ugalde. you'll be crying real tears in the joint. i could do that time standing on my head, g. time don't bother me. i done what i had to. you know what i'm saying? don't nobody call me puta. how am i supposed to ride on a bus and be a man somebody call me puta? oh, that make you a man, ugalde? shootin' a woman and child out a bus window? greg, maybe it's something me and you don't understand. hild, g. that's who you hit, xxxxxxx. let him get t out, what he's trying to say, greg.

. hear me, ugalde? huh? want me to say it again? no. - so you don't want to give us no statement? - no statement. - nah, he's too much of a puta. - up on your feet. all right. come on. screw him. we got two eyewitnesses and that mendonca told us m mive. yeah, and it's lucky for us, greg, 'cause you blew that interview good. ah, guy got my goat. everybody got your goat today. i asked you going into that interview try to control your temper. you weren't so upset, uh, mymyoat's being gotten... when i smacked that mendonca with the yellow pages. you'll recall that produced, uh, this perp's name.

ad. andy don't xxxx off a perp and walk out with his hand on his johnson. andy breaks bad with a guy, he comes out with a statement. well, excuse the hell out of me for not being andy.. like you said, uh, we did get the collar. why don't we just call it a day, okay? as-as-as far as, uh, letting my emomoons run riot, but you don't unmake spaghetti, james. you vent your emotions in one context, whack a guy with a phone book, then the genie's out of the bottle. and once he's out, he's out. what'd you ask the genie for, medavoy? nothing, andy.

middle of bellevue hospital-- shh! going round and round trying to find out who shot him. p the guy's name. you had a sense of what it took. collaring up on the shooter, i was-- i was rough on that guy also. physically in the street and then verbally. it's g g me worried. i really don't see you being a violent type, greg. i got wound up too tight today. had enough of gangbangers. you at the crime scene, that got me startedd on. when he called me a xxxx? that type stuff's uncalled for. well, it's not as though he was revealing a guilty secret, greg. that jerk didn't know you were gay, abby. he-he was using like a blanket epithet. well, i agree. i mean, what he said and what i am have nothing to do with each other. but i want you to know when something like that gets said,

well, uh, here we are approaching dessert and the occasion's, uh, special nature has yet to be revealed. i shouldn't have even put it that way the other day. good company isn't special occasion enough. i was interested to know if you might like to meet kathy. i assume kathy's your, uh, si-significant other. uh, uh, well, i-i'd certainly, uh, have no reason not to meet her, if the circumstance, uh, arose. i i s hoping that we could have you for dinner some night at our apartment. really? what course would i be? well, no, i-i-i'd certainly have no reason not to.

greg, if you'd just as soon not meet kathy, i'd understand. i didn't mean to give offense. you-you just took me unawares. well, this is all pretty much new territory for you. past workplace contacts, y-you're the first decisively gay woman i've had much to do with. and the truth is, each hurdle we clear in our friendship, i find i'm delighted i leaped. you raise an interesting point. well, i-i was just remembering the first time i saw you. you were looking at that stairmaster like it was a t. rex. exactly. exactly. and look how wonderfully that turned out. mm-hmm. the lesson i'm sensing, abby, is i can't run from new experiences. suddenly being willing to use force on the job, for example. that can be good or wrong depending on context.

that's great. why not, right? that's right. what could possibly happen to me? i'm really glad, greg. and then, um, getting to know your friend, kathy, that in itself would be the special occasion you spoke of. well, let's just take it one step at a time.

sighs ] any progress? feel you're about to dump out? you in the bed, you speak english? yes. dumped six smack condoms for that last cop, huh? nice job. those were the last six i had in me. course, naturally, they want me to verify that, examine your subsequent stool. [ mumbling in foreign language ] how about you tell your partner here, no progress the next few minutes, i'll dial up his i.v. he'll have enough laxative dripping into him, he'll wind up impersonating one of your great nation's oil derricks. he's hausa. i don't speak enough hausa to say that. says here you're both nigerians. he's hausa.

huh? oh, what, you and me, we're gonna talk gibberish now? huh? yeah, wango-bango, hot tamale. [ speaking foreign language ] he's trying to speak yoruba, my language. yeah, well, the two of you, you have a nice chat. [ speaking yoruba ] says he's political. yeah? national heroin party. [ speaking yoruba ] same story for you too? i'm afraid i came for love. my girlfriend was a student. i had no money to follow. so you swallowed some balloons. they are all in the streets of lagos. they offer you a ticket if you bring some condoms-- heroin, cocaine. this is a great country.

[ speaking foreign language ] - what's his problem? - he's back in hausa. [ panting ] what's the matter with you? oh, i think his drugs have broken inside him. - oh, brother. - i hope he has no cocaine, - 'cause if it's cocaine, he's going to die. - shut up. cocaine in some of his condoms. he's going to die. all right, you just take it easy. tell him what i said about the doctor. - he's dying! - i watched plenty of people die, pal, all right?

captain. what is it, webb? a blip, sir. just came on the screen. d it? aircraft of some sort. by the size of it and the speed, it's not one of ours, sir. it doesn't even read like anything i've ever seen. what was the approach? none, sir. it was just there, like it fell out of the sky or something. current position? directly over the omaha installation, sir. holding there. watch the scope, webb. air defense will want to send somebody up to get a closer look. i think we have a real ufo on our hands.