Watch your backs.Coming through.
( indistinct chatter )
Move it, move it.
( helicopter whirring )
( gunshot )
DISPATCH:...1010, possible hijack
of a medical helicopter,
last seen departingHope Memorial Hospital helipad.
MAN 2:Delta Two responding.
We got a guy down in here, Dan.
Flack, he's alive.
Let's get an ambulanceout here.
Looks like it's just thisguy, though, and nothing else.
It's not what Iwanted to hear.
Our intern is missing.
Search the area, set up aperimeter, and call canine.
( indistinct distant shouting )
( sirens, indistinct shouting )
( camera shutter clicking )
We're tryingto locate the guy
with the keyto this scissor lift.
They hung the billboardyesterday.
Left the equipment hereovernight.
Looks like he slammedinto the billboard
and bounced offthe light fixture
before he landed.
Hole in the fabricof his scrubs.
Area around it is saturatedwith blood.
Guess the guy either worksat a hospital
or medical center, huh?
Gunshot victim.
Lividity.
Head and
arms is pinkish purple.
I'd say this guy's been herea couple of hours.
That'd put him hereabout 4:00 in the morning.
So far there's nothingto indicate that he was
thrown out of oneof the windows
or off the topof the building.
He wasn't.
Air traffic control reporteda hijacked medical aircraft,
intern and pilot on board.
I think our vic wasthrown from a helicopter.
( whirring )
Hey, Mac, we found, the, uh,
helicopter.
Pilot's alive,but he's unconscious.
I heard a rumor that you foundour intern, Ryan Elliot.
Yeah. He's on his wayto autopsy now.
Did you happen
to find anything else?
Well, you wantto give me a hint exactly
what you're looking for, Flack?
An igloo cooler
with a human liver inside.
So, this wasn'tabout hijacking a helicopter.
It was about stealinga donor organ.
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♪ I fought for my meals ♪
♪ I get my back into my living ♪
♪ I don't need to fight ♪
♪ To prove I'm right ♪
♪ I don't need to be forgiven,yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
♪ Yeah. ♪
( camera shutter clicking )
( tires squealing )
( glass breaking )
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SID:First business at hand.
Prints.
That should help confirmthe I.D.
on the vic.
Hmm.
He was shot only once.
It was a throughand through.
Very clean, very straight wound.
The bullet movedthrough the flesh
quite easily.
It appears he was tryingto turn away.
That slight movement resultedin the tearing
of the right ventricle,leading to
significant internal bleeding.
Our cause of death.
Exactly.
Size of the permanentwound cavity
suggests that the bulletdidn't mushroom,
so it was some kindof jacketed round.
Find that bullet, and it mightlead you to your shooter.
( siren blaring )
( indistinct chatter )
Mr. Cooper?
Uh, new trench coat.
Got it dirty already.
Hmm.
Sorry to keep you waiting.I'm Detective Bonasera.
This isDetective Monroe.
Can we getyou anything?
Coffee, water?
No, I'm good.
Thank you.
Mr. Cooper,we'd like you
to tell us everything you knowabout Lillian Stanwick.
And more importantly,all the details of
your last conversationwith her.
I tried to explain thisto the officers that called me.
I don't know a Lillian Stanwick.
Really?
I checked my client list...
Well, you arean architect.
I'm sure you meet lotsof people.
It's hardto keep track.
It's hardto remember.
I never met her.
This is a photofrom her driver's license.
I don't know this woman.
It's awfullynoisy in here.
Let's take this conversationsomeplace quiet.
Detectives, I'm very sorry
this woman is dead,but I can't help you.
It'll only take a minute.
MAN:Keep moving!
MAN 2:Ah, man...!
WOMAN:I'll meet youuptown later, okay?
RighI didn't do nothing. on.
This is your business card,right?
Looks like it.
We found it in LillianStanwick's purse.
Dusted it for prints.
What you see here is actuallythe negative impression
of the patternof the friction ridge
on your finger and hers.
BONASERA:See, the printson the edge
of the cardbelong to our victim.
We confirmed thatby printing
her corpse.
MONROE:You handedthis card
to Lillian Stanwick.
You held it between your middleand index finger,
like a clothes pin,
and she grabbed itwith her index finger and thumb.
You're assumingthose prints are mine.
Obviously, someone else gave hermy business card.
BONASERA:Maybe, but can you explain
to us why the last phone callshe made
before she was murdered wasto you?
What?
We ran her phone records.
BONASERA:You spoke toLillian Stanwick
for seven minutes last night.
Doesn't sound likeshe dialed the wrong number.
BONASERA:Three days ago,
you spoke to her for 15.
The week before that,12 minutes on Tuesday,
and 22 minutes on Friday.
Still don't know
who she is,Charles?
This is how I first saw her,
and I can't forget her.
( camera shutter clicking )
( water splashing )
( garbled radio transmission )
She's only
22 years old.
BONASERA: See how the spoke from the wheel
pierced her neck,
Charles?
( cat yowling )
I'm not answeringany more of your questions.
I'm leaving.
Wait a second.
A few minutes ago,you didn't know
who she was, andsuddenly you'rein a hurry?
Didn't you like ourpictures, Charles?
I was told the helicopterwas on the roof.
Mr. Rice
had been wheeledinto pre-op,
and ten minutes later,I was told
we weren't gettingthe liver.
It had been hijacked.It was shocking.
Doctor, do you knowthis young man?
DR. BEAUMONT:No, I don't.
He signed for the liverat the donor hospital.
Ryan Elliot.
He must be an organ courier.
He worksat the other hospital,
where the organwas taken from the donor.
It's rarethat I meet them.
I'm usually in surgery.
It's proper procedure
for a courier todeliver the cooler?
Well, it varies.
More often than not, I pick upthe donor liver myself.
In other cases,I've had the pilot
of the helicopterwalk it right into E.R.
Last night,you didn't pick it up? Why not?
My first concernwas Mr. Rice's ability
to undergo major surgery.
NURSE:Thank you.ere.
Other than your staff,
the transplant staffat the donor hospital
and air traffic control,who else would know
that helicopter wascarrying a liver?
Well, if you're consideringsuspects, Detective,
the list is endless.
If the donor was a victimof something
like a car accident,anyone at that scene
could assumeor possibly know
that his organswould be harvested.
Our patients and their familieswait for a very long tie
to be selectedfor a transplant.
Their only hope is that someonewill step up and volunter
or someone youngand healthy
who's agreed to donatetheir organs dies.
They're desperate.
Desperate enough to kill
for an organthat could be incompatible?
I wish I could point you
in the right direction,Detective, I really do...
because that liver is onlyviable for another 12 hours,
and my patientmay not live that long.
Pilot radioed ATCfrom here when he landed
and again when he took off.
His destinationwas the 34th Street Helipad
which isjust across the river
from where we foundthe helicopter.
So the flight path
didn't appear offcourse on ATC radar.
When'd they knowthe helicopter was hijacked?
15 minutesafter it took off from here.
The pilot was able to enterinto a different frequency,
which alertedair traffic control
that the aircrafthad been hijacked.
Get a chanceto talk to the pilot?
Yeah, I did.He's still a bit rattled.
Not too helpfulwith a description.
He saidthere were two guys.
One guy held a gun to his head.
Looks like bloodto me here, boss.
The pattern looks like
it's consistentwith the vic's gunshot wounds.
So he was shot here.
Stop! Don't move!
Put the casedown now, now!
He turned for some reason.
Bullet sliced
through his flesh.
Fell there.
Yeah. We got blood.
Where's the bullet?
Our bad guys pick it up?
Couldn't have known the shotwas a through-and-through.
The bullet bounced there...
and fell over the edge.
I see something shinyright there, Mac,
but I can't tellif it's a bullet, though.
Let's find out.
How we going to get itout of here?
The Midtown Fisherman.
A-ha! Gotcha.
TAYLOR:That's quite the contraption.
Yeah, it'smy own invention.
You got to use real bubble gum.
None of thatsugarless stuff.
In the wintertime,
I use peanut butter.
Gum gets too cold, freezes up.
Hey, I was wondering...
Ha! Hold on a sec.
I'm working here.
It's got to be a dime.
You can't really telltill you get it up
and out into the daylight.
You-you know, I actually pulled
a diamond ringout of here two days ago.
Mr. Fisherman,we're in a hurry.
Do me a favor: Letus borrow your gadget.
No. Get your own.
Please?
You see that?
A little politenessgoes a long way.
Just... just, um,take your time, relax.
That's it. That's it.
Visualize.
Become one with the gum.
Okay, that's it.
On the average, how muchyou make a day, Fisherman?
Uh, on a good day,$30, maybe $40.
MESSER:Get out of here.
FISHERMAN:Hey, it's not likeI don't work for it.
Got it.
( laughs )
Hey, Mac.
Are we sure the name
on the helicopter manifestwas Ryan Elliot?
Yeah. Signature wasalso on the paperwork.
Signed out atHavenview Hospital,
picked up the coolerand boarded a helicopter
headed for Hope Memorial.
Well, I ran our vic's printsto confirm I.D.
Every medical employeein the state of New York
is printed and in a database.
The body we found danglingfrom that scissor lift
was a pediatrics intern
named Sean Hovac.
Then where is Ryan Elliot?
Why didn'tyou check in, Ryan?
I never do.
If the hospital needs me,they call me.
I get two days offevery nine days.
That time is mine.
You alNo, I don't.f town?
You know they're selling organsin China on the Internet?
I hear you can makequite a bit of money.
What's the going ratefor a liver these days, Ryan?
I had nothing to dowith what happened.
My friend was murdered.
A whole bunch of people
on the donor recipients' listare running out of time.
If someone wasreally desperate,
they'd pay just about anythingfor an organ, wouldn't they?
This is crazy.It's totally crazy.
Maybe you knewwhat the plan was all along
and at the last minutegot cold feet, huh?
Tell us whatyou know, Ryan.
If Sean was really your friend,you'd want us
HAWKES:There's a man dying
right now, and he needsthat liver.
You've got one deathon your hands.
Don't make it two.
I am not involved.
Look, I'm going to tell youmy story one more time.
My roommate called.
He had Knicks ticketson the floor.
I was done with my shift atthe hospital and on my way out
when the requestfor the organ courier came in.
There's nothing to it.
It's justa helicopter ride, Sean.
I already signedall the paperwork.
Just make this delivery.
Nobody's going to askany questions,
and they certainly won't knowyou're not me.
What if I get caught?
Doing what, saving a life?
They don't carewho delivers
this liveras long as it gets there.
You're cool, right?
Thanks, man. I owe you one.
If I hadn't gone to that game...
it would've been my body youfound out there and not Sean's.
Simple as that.
Captivating, isn't she?
Something about her
makes me feelso vulnerable.
She had a blood alcohol leveljust above legal.
I sent a sexual assaultkit to DNA.
There was evidenceof intercourse.
She was raped?
Well, no defensive woundsor vaginal tears.
No signs of a struggle.
That just means shedidn't fight back.
Doesn't meanshe consented.
There is a possibilityshe was unconscious.
Cause of death wasarterial subdural hemorrhage.
Very rare.
Small arachnoidal arteryin the brain is sheared.
The result of a grazing blow to the head.
The bleeding is more rapid
and therefore more lethal thanthe usual subdural hemorrhage.
She definitelypassed out.
I dusted the bike wheelfor prints.
There was no signthat she had been struck by it.
I guessit's a viable possibility
that she fell on top of it.
( gasps )
Sid, this isn't
adding up.
No struggle,
no defensive wounds.
There were no signsat the scene
that she had beendragged there or forced.
What was Lillian Stanwickdoing in that tunnel?
WOMAN:Look, this is the second timeI've had to call.
He was supposedto finish painting today,
but he didn't show up.
Look, you know, I have tenantsmoving in next week.
No! Are you listeningto me?!
I need the paintingcompleted now!
No, last time I checked,it wasn't my job
to hunt downyour employees.
Can't you doyour job?!
For crying out loud!
♪ ♪
♪ A heart of stone,a smoking gun ♪
♪ I can give you life,I can take it away ♪
♪ A heart of stone,a smoking gun ♪
♪ I'm working it out,I'm working... ♪
MESSER:Very nice.
♪ So negated ♪
♪ Ha, ha ♪
♪ Turning away from the light ♪
♪ Becoming adult ♪
♪ Turning into my soul ♪
♪ I wanted to bite,not destroy ♪
♪ To feel her underneath ♪
♪ Turning into the light ♪
♪ Turning away from the light ♪
♪ Becoming adult ♪
♪ Turning into my soul... ♪
Ryan Elliot swearshe's not involved.
And yYeah, I do.him?
Money's a powerful motive,Hawkes.
I know, I know, but my gut tellsme he's a victim in all this.
You don't spend all that timegoing to medical school,
then mess it all up.
I had nothing to dowith what happened.
My friend was murdered.
Did Danny get anything
from the prints he found inside the helicopter?
No, not a thing.
What aboutSean Hovac's clothing?
HAWKES: Tape lifted.
No foreign trace.
TAYLOR:The guys that did this
aren't rookies.
They had to knowwhat they were doing,
have access to not onlythe hospital but the roof.
And somebody on the insidehad to let them know
there was an organabout to be delivered.
Well, they murderedSean Hovac...
( gunshot )
...but not Jeb Clayton,the pilot.
HAWKES: Maybe the duct tapeand head injury were all a ruse
and he was in on it.
They needed someone to flythe helicopter, right?
Sean may have beenan unexpected casualty.
Killing someonewasn't part of the plan.
FLACK:Tracked down the match
you got from the bullet.
Came from a gunthat was used to rob
a dry cleaners on the UpperEast Side about a week ago.
You have a suspect?
In custody-- Angie Watson.
But we neverrecovered the gun.
Wasn't on her when she wasarrested fleeing the scene.
TAYLOR:Sounds like weneed to have
a little talk with Miss Watson,
see if she rememberswhere she lost it.
You have very beautiful eyes,you know that?
Thank you.
Now, why don't you tell me
about the nightyou got collared.
You got a girlfriend?
Who'd you givethe gun to, Angie?
I've been here before.
Some cop or D.A. gets me to tellthem what they need to know,
makes a lot of promiseson how they're gonna get me out.
A week later, I'm still herein the same kind of trouble
I was in before I said anything.
We'll work something out.
Would these eyes lie?
I had just leftthe dry cleaners.
I took off down 64thand maybe
halfway down the block, I tossedthe gun in the garbage ca.
Lot of garbage canson 64th Street.
Row of brownstones,
gold-plated doorbells,
lots of flowerson planters around trees,
two red bikes
chained together,
silver garbage canwith a lid.
You had to be movingpretty fast.
And you managed to rememberall those details.
Or maybe you needed to rememberexactly where you tossed it,
so you could call your friends
and tell them whereto pick it up.
Who has the gun?
Are you kidding me?
I didn't waste my one phone callon those knuckleheads.
They're the reasonwhy I'm here now.
If I was you,
I'd check with the guysat sanitation.
But that's just me.
Was the can full or empty?
I remember the sound of the gunhitting the bottom.
No DNA results yet.
Vaginal samples fromLillian Stanwick's rape kit
suggests two profilesother than her own.
So she had intercoursetwice that night--
possibly once withCharles Cooper
and thensomebody else.
She know all these people?
All these men.
Not one of these cards
belongs to a woman.
So maybe she's some kindof a high-end call girl.
I don't think so.
She didn't live her lifelike that, and I found
a pay stub at her apartment.
She was working as a hostess
at that trendy restaurantcalled Majorca.
Well, you can pick upa lot of business cards
at a job like that.
Mm-hmm.
But then, why wouldn'tCharles Cooper admit
that he gave her the cardat the restaurant.
What's the crime in that?
He didn't remember it.
Stella, Lillian Stanwickis hard to forget.
True.
So let's focuson our second guy.
I've narrowedour playing field a bit.
According toher phone records,
she spoke to
these eight men
several timesin the past six months.
Eliminates all these.
See, what I don't understand is,
I checked her incoming calls,and none of these guys
have ever placed a callto Lillian,
includingCharles Cooper.
So she was stalking them?
I thought about that.
But why would you stay onthe phone for 20 or 30 minutes
with someone who's stalking you?
Right.
So now we have
nine suspects,including Charles Cooper.
No, actually,
we have three.
See, these twowere out of town
at the timeof the murder.
These threehave alibis.
And this one,
this guy died ofnatural causes.
He was 87 years old.
Leaves us withCharles Cooper, architect,
Will Graham, veterinarian,and Dwayne Gessner, attorney.
So all we have to do is put oneof these three in that alley.
I know Lillian Stanwick,but I've never met her.
I'm not sure exactlyhow to explain it.
Sounds complicated.
Why don't you take a deep breath
and give it a try.
Three months ago,I got a telephone call.
It was a woman.
And she said...
Your cat's in my garden.
I don't have a cat;I told her that.
But she continued to suggestthat I did.
Why didn't you just hang up?
GRAHAM: I don't know.
I don't rememberexactly why the conversation
continued past that point,
but I think we talked tenminutes that first time.
Then she called two days later,and she said it.
GRAHAM and STANWICK:Your cat's in my garden.
Couldn't hang up the phone.
We talked
15, 20 minutes.
Come on, Will,all that time on the phone,
more than one call.
She didn't tell you her name?
No.
I find that hardto believe, Dwayne.
Look, I asked several times.
All she ever said was...
What would you likemy name to be?
After the first few calls,
I figured it wassome unspoken rule.
I was afraid that...
if I pressed it,she'd stop calling.
Every time I pickedup the phone
and said "Hello,"
I'd pray the voiceon the other side would say...
Your cat is in my garden.
What would you two talk about?
Me.
I told her thingsI've never told anyone.
So you'd stay on the phonefor 20 minutes at a time
for, what, therapy?
Okay, yeah, it got sexual.
GESSNER: It was phone sex.
And she was good at it.
She knew just what to say.
Must have been really hot.
You must have wantedto meet her.
No.
I'm a married man.
I wouldn't cheat on my wife.
In fact,
my sex life with my wifewas pretty much nonexistent
until she started calling.
Did you tell anybody?
I was embarrassed.
I was obsessed with
some mystery womanon the phone.
If more than three days went by,I would panic,
thinking she was nevergonna call again.
Do you know how
she got your number, Dwayne?
No.
She said...
You gave it to me.
Don't you remember?
But I didn't.
I'm pretty good at rememberingthings like that.
Did you ever eat at Majorca's?
All the time.
Why?
She work there?
The hostess.
I didn't notice her.
Always just phone calls?
Just phone calls.
And you were neverin that tunnel?
( rain falling )
Can I look at your coat,Charles?
There it is. I'veseen this before.
BONASERA: You were brushing off this section of your coat
when I met you.
Just as I thought.
Huh.
See, leaves are likefingerprints.
No two are alike.
You were in that tunnel,Charles Cooper.
Care to changeyour story?
Okay. All right.
I got fed up
with just the phone calls,I wanted more.
Mm-hmm.
I told her to meet mesomewhere, anywhere.
Ninth Street spillway tunnel--how romantic.
She picked it.
Close your eyes.
If you open them,I'll leave.
( laughs )
( moaning )
You didn't even look at her?
I stole glimpses.
I didn't want her to go.
I didn't want it to stop.
Finally, it did, and I took off.
And I swear to you,she was alive when I left.
You know what?
Maybe in all this passion,you just got carried away.
slammed her headagainst the concrete
and left her thereunconscious to die.
Does that soundabout right?
No. No, it doesn't.
Charles, I think it's timefor you to get an attorney.
( siren wailing )
Turn it in.We got them all over town.
You never know,you might win.
Adam?
Okay, okay.Sorry.
I'll leave you alone.
Uh!
Very attractive.
( sighs )
The DNA sample fromthe sex kit of our vic,
Lillian Stanwick,
"It's a complex mixtureof multiple donors."
Well, I suggest that youjust kick back and relax.
It's going to take Adamquite a while
to isolatethe profiles.
Have you ever gotten
an anonymous phone callfrom a woman?
Sure. It's happened.
Does it turn you on?
Whoa!
Slow down there, Montana.
What'd you have in mind?
Our vic washaving relationships
with over 20 men.
All on the phone.
Sounds like an addiction.
These guys were really hooked.
And she was just a voice.
They knew nothing about her,
not even whatshe looked like.
It's a fantasy.
Uncomplicated meansof sexual arousal.
You get a littlesomethin'-somethin'
you don't have to payfor dinner.
How can anybody be satisfiedwith just that?
I find it hardto believe
that one of these guysis not our killer-slash-rapist.
Phone sex doesn't fitthe profile of a rapist.
Because rape is about control,not sex?
Right. And your vic was the oneinitiating the phone calls,
right?
Okay, so she was in control,not these guys.
So it's a possibility thatLillian Stanwick was raped
Possible.l stranger.
( computer beeping )
That's whatI'm talking about.
All right,we got a hit.
MESSER: That's from a xenon headlight.
It's covered with the same
series of numbers.
Tiny discs are sprayed ontothe lens of the headlamps
in the form ofa liquid adhesive.
Datadot technology.
Every disc is laser etchedwith an I.D. number.
Certain car dealerships
started adding datadotsto headlights
because they werebeing stolen so often.
This isn't just any number.
It's the vehicle identificationnumber of a Mercedes Benz.
( engine racing )
( tires squealing; glass shattering )
Our getaway car wasa Mercedes E-55
registered to Dr. Jennifer Goss,525 64th Street.
Upper East Side.
I'm catching this one.
Row of brownstones.
Two red bikes chained together.
Silver garbage can with a lid.
Gold-plated doorbells.
Lots of flowers and planters around trees.
DR. BEAUMONT:It's okay.
It'll be okay,I promise.
I love you.
This is our address.
FLACK:Get out of the way!
Look out!
( car horn honking )
Don't move.
DYou've got to let me go..
The men I hired.
They're holdingthe liver hostage.
They've asked for a ransomor they'll destroy it.
Please. Please.Please help me.
My wife will die.
Dr. Beaumont, you havethe right to remain silent.
Use it.
( computer beeping )
( computer beeping and whirring )
( car alarm chips )
( beeping )
Whoa.
How you doing?
What?What happened?
Adam finishedthe DNA profile.
One is a matchto Charles Cooper.
So he's our gNo.
Once he separated the profilesand analyzed the peak heights,
he determined thatCharles Cooper's semen
was more degradedthan the other sample.
Which means Charleswas the first
to have intercoursewith her, not the last.
We can't put our othertwo guys in the tunnel.
So, we still havea second, unknown male.
We're back towhere we startNo.
There was a matchin the database
to the second profile.
D. J. Pratt.
I can't believe it.
Son of a bitch is back.
We did everything right18 months ago,
and this guy was acquittedbecause she wouldn't testify.
And now Regina Moore isasking for a miracle
based on paint thinnerand gut instinct.
Did he do it?
Without a doubt.
D.J. Pratt was paintingthis apartment.
He attackedLillian Stanwick,
and that's why he didn'tshow up for work.
I should have put itall together.
Stella, you couldn't have known.
No, it's Pratt's M.O.
He paints apartments.
That's when he chooseshis prey,
and thenhe stalks them.
He watched Lillian Stanwickcome and go.
STELLA: And then he followed her.
And he watched her and Charles Cooper in that tunnel.
He waited for Cooper to leave...
Who's there?
...and then he raped her.
( Lillian screams )
Oh, please God...
Get off of me.Let go of me.
( Lillian screams )
( footsteps echoing )
( distant siren wailing )
At the hospital,when you said there was a life
you needed to save, you weren'ttalking about Ed Rice.
I'm a transplant surgeon,Detective.
There should be no reasonthat I can't save my own wife.
You know what standsin the way?
A list.
My wife has to wait until hername is at the top of the list.
And you don'tlike that rule.
No, I don't.
I've saved so many other lives,
I shouldn't have to wait.
You've got to findthat liver,
and you, uh, you got to get itto Jennifer.
That was your plan.
You knew a liver that wascompatible with Mr. Rice's
would be a matchto your wife,
so you hired those thugsto hijack the helicopter.
I thought of a thousand waysto do it differently, Detective.
But sometimes you get a sign.
You know, it's a...
an opportunity presents itself.
I know a lot of people,Detective.
A lot of people owe me favors.
If I provide the gun
and the vehicle and the cash,it would be taken care of.
WOMAN ( over P.A. ):Dr. Steiner to ICU.
Dr. Steiner to ICU.
This kid lost his life.
No one was supposed to get hurt.
But he did,
and things got complicated,
so they held the liverfor more money.
And suddenly, whose lifeare you saving now?
What about Ed Rice?
Top of the recipients' list--liver was a perfect match,
and he's been waitingfor over a year and a half.
He didn't deservethat organ.
He's an alcoholic.
He chose to destroy his body,
disrespect somethingthat is so precious.
And you decidewho lives and who dies?
I just wantedto save Jennifer.
I wanted my wife to live.
Now you've left herto die alone.
You know you had something,Dr. Beaumont,
something that some of us
who've suddenly lost a loved onenever had-- time.
Time to make the mostof what was left.
That's what's precious.
Hey.
How'd it go?
DNA came through witha positive I.D. on a suspect.
Well, that's good, right?
It's DJ Pratt,
Aiden's rape suspect.
We lock him up?
No.
The only thingwe could prove
is that he had sexualintercourse with our vic.
That's not good enough, Stella.
I promised Aiden we'd get him.
AIDEN:Just do me a favor, huh?
Catch this guy for Regina.
I will.
( papers rustling )
This folder...
will be right here on my desktill we get him.
I'm not breaking that promise.
We're taking DJ Pratt downfor murder.
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