WOMAN (over speaker):The train will arrive shortly.
(indistinct crowd chatter)
WOMAN:Please followall warnings posted.
Reminder, there is no smokingin the station
or in the trainsat any point.
Violators will be prosecuted.
(indistinct crowd chatter)
(mechanical beeping, clicking)
A train is approaching.
Please stand clearof the platform.
(train approaching)
(wheels clattering on track)
WOMAN:Now boarding 28th Street.
MAN:Please step back. Doors closing.
WOMAN:Please clear the doors.
MAN:Next stop, Penn Station.
(music playingthrough headphones)
I'm getting offat the next stop.
You can have this seat.
Thank you.
Hey, old man.What's in the box?
What's in the cigar box?
You're the one.
It's you.
You remember me?
MAN:Hey, man, leave him alone.
That's right, back off.Leave him alone.
You and I are gettingoff at the next stop.
(train wheels squealing)
MAN:Now arriving at Penn Station.
WOMAN;Now arrivingat Penn Station.
Passengers, please exit.
(indistinct crowd chatter)
(growling)
(grunting)
(people exclaiming)
(grunting)
(shot fired)
(crowd clamoring)
(strained grunting)
(panicked shouting)
WOMAN:I think he's hurt.I think he's hurt.
Call 911.
(indistinct announcementover speaker, crowd clamoring)
WOMAN:Reminder, there is no smokingin the station
or in the trainsat any point.
Violators will be prosecuted.
WheThere.she?
Mom!e!
Are you okay?
WOMAN:Please followall warnings posted.
Hey, Mac,bet you a cup of coffee,
this is the mostinteresting crime scene
you'll go to all week.
You sound confident.
Obviously, you knowsomething I don't.
No, please. to tell him?
All right.If you had to guess,
how old do you sayour victim is?
Late 70s, early 80s maybe?
Mmm.
Mid-30s wouldbe closer to the truth.
Yeah.
And he's a woman.
I like my coffee black,no sugar.
♪ Out here in the fields ♪
♪ I fight for my meals ♪
♪ I get my back into my living ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪
(camera shutter clicking)
WOMAN: Reminder, thereis no smoking in the station
or in the trains...
FLACK:No ID on our vic.
Shooter's been described asCaucasian male, 30s,
roughly six foot,black hair, blue eyes.
Got a witnessworking with a sketch artist.
And we're checkingwith the Transit Bureau
about surveillancefrom the platform.
From what I'm told,the confrontation started
when the old man got onthe train at 28th Street.
There any indicationold man was a woman?
No. No one seemedto have a clue.
When the train pulled in here,they both got off.
Everybody hearda single gunshot,
but nobody got a lookat the gun.
Stellate lacerationssuggest it was close contact.
Which explains whyno one saw a gun.
The shooter concealed it, pulledthe victim close, and fired.
(shot fired)
That makes sense but...
...there's no a trace of GSR.
Witnesses heard gunfire,
and the victim appearsto have been shot,
but we haveevidence suggesting
a gun is not the murder weapon.
The old man was sittingright there.
And I was standingright here.
And the guy with the guncame from over there.
He wanted to knowwhat was in the cigar box.
Did it seem likethey knew each other?
I guess.
He asked the old manif he remembered him.
And he smelled bad,
like beer and fish.
No, the other guy.
I remember'cause he lost his balance.
Put his handon the window right there.
Hey, old man.
What's in the box?
Possible prYep.
How about a gun, Ellie?Did you see a gun?
No, but I heard the sound.
Kind of like what you hearin the movies
when the bad guyshave a silencer.
Hmm. Yeah. Kind of like a...(imitates shots)
Yeah, but only once.
Then there was a lot of blood.
WOMAN (over speaker):The red line from Penn Station
to Time Square-42nd Streetis temporarily closed.
I think we're good.
Thanks, Ellie.
We apologizefor this inconvenience.
You did good, kiddo.
I have one more question.
Step into my office.
♪ ♪
Here you go, miss.Thank you.
DANVILLE:Thank you.
All right, what were youdoing on that train, Ellie?
You were supposedto be at school.
I was going home.I didn't feel good.
Okay, Ellie, you have neverlied to me. Don't start now.
Why do you thinkI'm lying?
I don't want this.I don't like it.
All right, ifyou'd been sick,
I would have gottena call from school.
Did you even go to school?
Oh, Ellie, why were you there?
Were you meeting someone?
Do your friends Lacey or Annhave anything to do with this?
No! Why don't youlike my friends?
Oh, stop it, Ellie.
That's not trueand you know it.
Don't change the subject.
Where were you going?
I don't want youto be mad at me.
I'm trying really hardnot to be mad at you.
Okay, Ellie,
what you witnessed this morningwas horrible,
but I can't shake the idea
that something worse could havehappened on that train.
You could've gotten hurt.
Okay, we made a pact:
honesty, no matter what.
I need you to tell methe truth, Ellie.
Why were you on that train?
Come on, Ellie, you can tell me.
I was going to visit my mom.
My real mom.
(Danville sighs)
Oh, Ellie.
♪ ♪
Isolated cryogenics?
Trauma to the inferior vena cavaled to massive hemorrhaging.
The COD's exsanguination;
she bled out.
Now, your assessmentwas correct.
Wound characteristicsare consistent
with close contact gunshot.
However, there's no GSR.
And get this, no bullet.
The wound's not athrough and through.
HAWKES:Somebody dig it out?
Wound track appearsundisturbed.
Sid, how does somebody suffer abullet wound without a bullet?
A possible weaponwith the same force?
And just to complicate things,
the tissue and organssurrounding the wound
were frozen on impact.
How is that possible?
I don't know.
The victim was thawingright here on the table.
Now, I've beendoing this job
too many years to mention,and in all that time,
the weapon that causedthat injury
is one that I've never seen.
(hissing)
Our suspect's palm print
off the glass of our train...
got me absolutely nothingin AFIS.
That's just weird.
What?
Any thoughts on why our vicwas wearing a mask?
And this isn't some kind ofcostume party kinda thing.
The newspaper bundlesrecovered from the cigar box
are the same shapeand size as money.
DANNY:All right, so our shooterwanted the cash,
realizes it's fake, and...
I don't think so
'cause the witnesses all said
that he never even touchedthe box.
And nobody sawwhat was inside it.
But why kill her?
She clearly wanted to looklike someone else.
If she neededa disguise,
why a mask of some old guy?
And older personwould seem more innocent
and nonthreatening,which would make you believe
that she was definitelyup to something.
Maybe she was just an actresson her way to an audition?
(Ross laughing)
(laughs)Oh, man.
Hey, come on.That's not right.
Don't doWhat?. Stop.
He's just messing with theage-progression software.
I wouldn't look.
(Ross laughing)
Is that me?!
That's not funny!
Yeah, but you're laughing.
Well...
You're gonna bemarried to her.
DANNY:Oh, God.
(laughing)
LINDSAY:We're growing old together.
ROSS:Boss, one o'clock.
TAYLOR:What is happening in here?
We were, well, while these guyswere, uh, goofing around,
I recovered a rust-likesubstance
from the vic's sweater.
More than likely transferfrom the murder weapon.
RusYeah.h?
I think you need
a distinct chemicalcomposition.
You'll be staring at abig fat dead end, chief.
Crime scene evidence,DetectiOh.
Uh, there was no hit in CODISfrom the blood on the platform.
And Danny's printfrom the train-- dead end.
But I did manage tofind a partial print
on the adhesive tapeon the cigar box.
And I'm thinking since our vicwas wearing a mask,
she was probablyup to something,
and she mighthave a record.
DANNY:Right, which we won't findanytime soon because
our vic is still a Jane Doe
and I ran Sid's ten cardand we didn't get an ID.
So if that print yourecovered is hers,
it's not gonna get us a name.
I'm your wife, okay?You don't have to turn on me.
You started this.
You don't need to do that to me.
I'm just doing my job.
TAYLOR:You three done?
(laughs)Sorry.
Okay, let's get an ID
on our Jane Doe.
Hunting down a location
where this mask was purchased
might be a good place to start.
The quality of the materialsuggests it was custom-made,
not something you findon a costume store shelf.
There may be transferon these items
that will get usto a murder weapon.
Danny, that palm print?
Let's see if you we can run itfor trace.
Maybe we can find somethingthat'll tell us
where our killer works,lives or hangs out.
(cell phone vibrating)
This stuff was collected
at the crime sceneafter we left.
It belongsto our Jane Doe.
Danny, get your phone outand let's record this.
Put it on speaker.
DANNY:Go ahead.
TAYLOR:Hello?
MAN:Who's this?
Who are you tryingto reach, sir?
My wife Renee.
Who the hell are you?!
(gasps softly)
That's Renee.
I don't understand.What-what happened?
There was a struggle on thesubway platform in Penn Station.
No...
No, that doesn't make sense.
My wife is supposedto be on a plane to Miami.
She's a flight attendant.
I dropped her off at JFKthis morning.
We've just begunour investigation, Mr. Garrity.
We have a lot of questions.
I don't-I don't...I don't get it.
What was she doing there?
Well, that's what we're tryingto find out.
Was there anythingstrange about herbehavior this morning?
Anything that mighthave seemed like nothing
at the time, but couldhelp explain all this?
No. She was...
herself.
We'd like to talk toher family, her friends.
There is no family.
She was an only child. Uh...
never knew her mom or...
Her dad diedbefore we met.
I don't actually thinkI've met any of her friends.
She'd talk to themon the phone, though, but I...
Well, I'd like toget those names.
I only know their first names.
She... she always called them.
We just got marriedsix months ago.
We only knew each otherfor three months before that.
(voice breaking):I-I dropped her off
at the airport this morning.
Oh... (sobbing)
Look, would it be all rightif I went in there?
I'd just like to say good-bye.
Sure. I'll give youa few minutes alone.
Come on.
So I ran downall the information
Garrity gave us on his wife--
her maiden name, Wescott,former addresses,
her socialsecurity number.
Either he's lying to us
or he doesn't knowwho he married.
She's not Renee Wescott?
No.
Renee Wescott died 12 years ago.
(typing)
(computer trilling)
(sharp hiss)
(computer trilling)
(loud report)
(computer trilling)
(sharp hiss)
(computer trilling)
(sharp snap)
(computer trilling)
(typing)
You're doing a lotof damage in here.
Yeah, I was lookingfor something
that would firelike a gun with no GSR
and a possible projectilethat could be jammed
or didn't exist at all.
So, these are allcartridge-driven devices.
Staple gun, nail gun...
Some of these would bepretty tough to conceal.
I'm desperate to find something
that matchesour victim's injury.
A vole capMm-hmm.t device?
Even when these are unloaded
they jet forwardwith a lot of force.
That could explain why
there was no projectilein the wound.
And it closely mimicsour victim's wound track.
But Sid saidthat the tissue and organs
around the wound were frozen,
and that didn't happenin any of these cases.
Okay, so what would'cause it freeze?
Could any of theseshoot liquid nitrogen?
No.
But you know what?
Adiabatic cooling is possible.
The high pressureinjection
and expansion of any compressedgas would cause freezing.
That's it.
Great. So then what kind ofweapon are we looking for?
I have no idea, but we're a hellof a lot closer
than before I butcheredall these guys.
Thanks, Lindsay.
(computer beeps)
I hear our little old manis back to being a Jane Doe?
Yes.
And for a short whiletoday our Jane Doe
was a 68-year-old
African-American womannamed Renee Wescott.
Even our victim'shusband, Harvin Garrity,
had no idea she wasn'twho she said she was.
Sounds like she's a masterof disguise.
I think identity thiefwas her chosen profession.
That mask and
phony stack of billsreeks of something bigger.
We just to need to prove it.
Yeah.
How's Ellie?
I grounded her to the Bullpen.
Forcing her to readscience journals.
What she witnessed todaywill stick with her
for a little while,but she's fine.
And how are you?
I think I messed up, Mac.
You know what all my friendskeep saying to me?
"Jo, you know, when most peopleget divorced,
"they just rebound into someawful relationship
"or they spend all their moneytraveling through Europe
trying to find themselves,but you... you adopt a child."
You're stalling, Jo.
Why don't you get to the partwhere you messed up.
(sighs)
Man, you runa tough confessional.
(sighs)
You know, I kept thinkingthat I was gonna tell Ellie
all the detailsabout her mother,
how she was adopted,how she became my daughter,
and I just never couldfind the right time.
And I thought she wastoo young to understand.
So I just painted a prettypicture, you know,
told her her mother's nameand where she lived,
and hoped it would all go awayuntil I was ready.
You were scared it wouldchange how she felt about you.
Yeah.
And now I've-I'verun out of time,
because the child was on asubway heading to Penn Station
to catch a trainto Danbury, Connecticut,
to visit her mother.
And I had no idea, Mac.She never said a word to me.
She sounds like a verydetermined little girl.
Determined? She's lost her mind.
She skipped schooland bought a train ticket.
Lied to me.
Mac, this is the partwhere you say to me,
"Oh, Jo,stop feeling so guilty
'cause you nevertold her the truth."
You didn't mess up, Jo.
You just complicatedthings a little bit.
You do realize there's a windowof opportunity here, don't you?
You gotta tell Ellie the truth.
Mac, I don't thinkI can say it.
(elevator bell dings)
TAYLOR:Well, it looks likeyou got reinforcements.
Maybe these guys can help.
Oh, Tyler.
Oh, great.
Ex-husband.
Mom, a week ago,
Ellie asked me how farDanbury, Connecticut was.
I thought it waspart of her homework.
You couldn't have known, Tyler.
She kept it all to herself.
You didn't have to comeall the way down here, Russ.
Tyler and I were having lunchwhen Ellie called.
She sounded pretty upset.
Is Ellie okay?
Pretty tough dayfor a 12-year-old girl.
Hey, son, why don't you giveyour mom and I a minute, okay?
Tyler, why don't youtake Ellie home,
and I'll check inwith you guys later?
Sure.
Love you.u.
Sounds like this morning wasa little rough on you, too.
Okay, Russ, really, we don'tneed to overthink this.
Jo. I'm worried about you.
Me?
Well, you're great atplaying the brave one,
keeping a stiff upper lip.
This isn't going away.
Ellie wants to see herbiological mother,
and I know it scaresthe hell out of you.
What, you havea little black book
listing all the weaknessesof the ex-wiNo.
It's a list of all the thingsthat I adore about you.
And I care.
LINDSAY:Mac.
Print from the tape onthe cigar box got a hit.
TAYLOR:Quincy Willis.
Lindsay, it says he diedin prison three months ago.
I know, but it's atleast a lead, right?
He was convictedof a federal crime,
so I'm trying to get the FBIto rush a confidential file.
I was hoping, maybe, you couldthrow your muscle around?
I can do better than that.
There's an FBI agentin the lab right now.
Quincy Williswas a master of disguise.
Proficient atidentity theft,
forgery, counterfeiting.
One of the most notorious conartists on the Eastern seaboard.
Old-school.
TAYLOR:This face lookfamiliar to you?
Got to be Quincy's daughter,Sabrina Willis.
He taught hereverything he knew.
So why isn't she inany crime database?
Took 15 yearsfor us to catch Quincy.
He doesn't makethe kind of mistakes
that made it easy.You know.
And you're thinking likefather, like daughter--
she's picking up whereQuincy left off.
Well, somethinggot her murdered.
This is Harvin Garrity.
Married our vic six months ago.
Nothing about himrings a bell.
My guess is
he's just another dupe.
Probably has money,
and Sabrina'sjust stockpiling
all she canfor that retirement fund.
Con artistsaren't big savers.
It's the pleasure of the game.
It's an addiction.
Look.
This bundle of newspaperwrapped in rubber bands
was Quincy's trademark.
Size and shape of money,roughly the same weight.
Put real cash on the top andbottom, the rest is easy.
If Sabrina Williswas working her magic
in the city, I guarantee
there's a collection of marksout there licking their wounds,
sorry they ever met her.
Well, where are they?
'Cause we don'thave a case file
or a complaint,or a description
or anything that would suggest
that this girl was out thereconning anybody.
That's because our search
has been centered ona young blonde woman...
...when all along we shouldhave been looking for
the crimesof an 80-year-old man.
(snorts)
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'll neverforget that little weasel.
He scammed a whole bunch of us.
We were waiting in line for concert tickets.
What's itworth to you
not to waitin this line?
I got a connection insidethat can get you tickets.
MAN:Nah, that's okay
By the time you getto that window,
all the good seatsare gonna be gone.
Just seemed like a nice old man.
So the kid went for it.
One ticket.
$20...when you get back.
Yeah. Yeah.
All right, he goes,he comes back.
He gives the kid oneticket. Great seat.
The rest was easy.
Yeah, yeah.you said$120, right?
AllI got it.All right.o.
And once he had everybody'smoney, he never came Yeah.
And the kidwith the concert ticket,
he disappeared, too.I mean, he was in on it.
That's why they call ita confidence game, Mr. Fisk.
They get you to believeand then they take you.
Yeah.
Never even got to seethe concert.
MAN:He's dead?
Well, let's just sayhe's not out there
scamming people anymore.
Filed that complaint a year ago.I thought it was a lost cause.
Imagine you didn't get my
watch and No.cash back.
That's what I get forfeeling sorry for the guy.
(labored breathing)
You aYeah.ght?
You needsome help?
I need to get some cash toa buddy around the corner.
Bunch of guys saw me getthe money out of the ATM.
I think they plan on taking me.
Try to help a guy out, right?
He had the wholething planned.
There.
No, no, no, no.
It's better if you carryit close to your body.
Like...?
Y-you better giveme your wallet.
Watch, too.
They might take it.
I was so stupid.
I should've known.
Wrap it in the newspaper,like Okay.
Tuck it down theback of your pants.
So he gives me back the newspaper,
and I do what he tells me,
only there was no guyaround the corner.
There's no thugs, either.
So, I go back to find theold man, and he's gone.
He made the switchwhen he showed you
how to carry the money.
The rocks were roughly
the same weight as your wallet and your watch.
(scoffs)
Makes it a little toughto extend a hand
to a strangerwho might really need it.
Mr. Wendle, you ever seenthe movie The Sting?
It's on TV all the time.
Always catch it in the middle.
Well, maybe you want towatch it from the beginning.
Okay.
For every one personwho filed a report,
there's got to beten times as many who didn't.
It's embarrassing to be duped.
But at some point in every scam,
there's the opportunityto walk away, or say no.
And then if you don't,who do you blame?
It's a shame.
Some of these peoplewere taken for change,
but others lost thousands.
I wanted to tell him that theold man wasn't even an old man.
But I couldn't.
Didn't want to add insultto injury.
Think it matters?
Yeah, I do.I mean,
one more layer of deception.
That would tick me off.
Maybe our killer found out.
RUSS:Thanks for the coffee.
Thanks for stopping byto check on Ellie.
She's a great kid.
You did good, Jo.
(sighs)
Kinda jealous we didn'tadopt her together.
Well, that wouldn't have beenthe solution to our problems.
I don't know,she's kinda magical.
Yeah.
It's going to be a littlerough for you this morning.
You want me to stick around?
For once I'd love for youto come to the rescue
and do the hard part.
And I could just sweep inwhen it's time for the hugs.
(laughs)
No, this oneI gotta do on my own.
Okay. Well...
Good luck.
I'll check on you later, okay?
(door opens)
(sighs)
(door closes)
ELLIE:Mom?
Aren't you going to work?
No, honey, you know what? Ithought maybe I would take you
to meet yourbiological mother today.
Really?
Yep.
First I need to tell yousomething, though.
Sit down.
Your mother, Gina Baker,
was very youngwhen you were born.
And she'd had a prettyrough life, I mean...
She'd spent timein juvenile detention,
and she was arrestedfor petty crimes.
She had an addiction problem.
She was a drug addict?
Yes.
We learned in school that
babies whose mothers used drugswere... drug addicts, too.
Was I?
You had what they callprenatal cocaine exposure,
which resulted in you being bornpremature and underweight.
But, God, you were justso strong, and such a fighter,
that you... you grew up to be ahealthy, beautiful young lady.
Is she better now?
Gina's in prison, honey.
You said she livedin Connecticut.
She's in federalprison there.
She was involved in a murder
with some reallybad people, Ellie.
And I'm the onewho put her away.
Will she ever get out?
I don't know. Maybe.
So...
you adopted mebecause you felt guilty?
Oh, no, honey, no.
Gina didn't have any family.
And nobody knew who yourbiological father was,
so you would have ended upwith Child Services
and ultimatelyfoster care.
I adopted youbecause you needed me.
And because I needed you.
Our murder weapon.
It's an HPK knife.
A cartridge in the handle
expels a freezing ballof compressed gas.
The gunshot soundwitnesses heard
was the release of gasand the bullet was air,
the forced movement of the gas.
Which explains why Sidfound frozen tissue.
The high pressurerelease of the gas
freezes the tissuesand organs
surrounding the pointof injection.
Divers, hunters,
the military,
outdoor survivalists
use this knife for protectionagainst predators.
Beneath water,
a shark is stabbed.
The gas expands
creating a temporary wound cavity.
The animal becomes buoyant,floats to the surface
and no blood is expelledto attract other predators.
It narrows our suspect pool,but not by much.
All right,but we made a connection.
The trace that Adam found on
the vic's clothing is a match to trace
that I found onthe partial palm print.
It's Halomonastitanicae bacterium.
First discovered in the sunkenremains of the Titanic.
Also forms on wrought ironand vanadium steel.
Which we found on the vic's palm print left on the window.
That brings us to rusticles.
Underwater icicles.
They can only form at depthsbelow 230 feet.
So our suspect must bea professional diver,
because very few are certifiedto dive at this depth.
DANNY:Which brings us backto vanadium steel.
Although it's notmanufactured anymore,
it was used to buildWorld War II German U-boats.
And there's a sunkenGerman U-boat
off the shore of New Jersey.
HAWKES:We find a certified diverwho explored that U-boat
and carries this weapon,that could be our killer.
Find him.
Hey, Ronnie, getthat loaded up.
DANNY:How you doing?
You know where we canfind Jayson Luck?
He was just here.
Thanks, buddy.
(metal clanking)
DANNY:Jayson, we just wantto talk with you.
NYPD. Show us your hands now!
Do me a favor and move.Go ahead.
How much moneywere you taken for, Jayson?
I'm not surewhat you're talking about.
We have a body in the morgue
and plenty of witnesses whocan ID you as the killer.
So I'm not asking if you did it.
I'm here for motive.
So let's try this again.
How much moneywere you taken for?
$50,000.
Swindled by a girlI thought I was in love with.
Sabrina Willis?
I didn't know herby that name.
I met herwhen she was bartending.
A dive in the Village.
In a matter of weeks we were dating.
I went to the bar every night.
I know it sounds crazy,but I was in love with her.
You never questionedwhy things moved so quickly?
No.
I was a lonely guy.
She was a very hot girl.
How did she take your money?
Looking back now, I can see...
I was just so stupid.
Do you want to dosomething risky?
What are you talking about?
I overheard those twoguys over there talking.
She said they had a plan
to rob this rich old manof his money.
He carries $50,000 cash
in a cigar box.
Makes withdrawals from his bank
the same time every day.
Heads for the track.
So the idea was to robhim before they did?
It was so easy.
Until I got backto the bar that night.
(sobbing)
They found out.
They came back for the money.
They didn't believeI didn't have it.
What are you...what are you talkingabout? What happened?
They went after the old man,
but he didn't have the money.He told them he was robbed.
The must have puttwo and two together
and realized I overheardtheir conversation.
They want the money or they'regoing to come back and kill me.
What?!
Where is it?
It's all newspaper!
I don't know.I just opened it Where's thenow.ey, Jayson?
They're going to come backand kill me!
What are wegoing to do?!
So you cleaned out your savings.
Yeah. I sold my truck,my guitar,
borrowed from my brother even.
I gave it all to her.
Never saw her again.
For a couple days I thoughtthat they did kill her.
I went by the bar,
hung around the neighborhoodshe said she lived in.
Filed a missing persons report.
Took a week,and then it dawned on me.
It was just partof a big scam.
The two guys in the barhad nothing to do with it.
She made up the whole story.
She knew all along
that you would come backwith a box full of paper.
The cuts and bruises,fake-- makeup.
Then yesterday happened.
At first, I saw the box.
How could you be sureit was the same one?
'Cause I remember the tapethat was holding it together.
Then I stood up...
I'll never forget it.
That first moment that I knewthat she was the old man...
I loved the way she smelled.
And there was this strand of blonde hair.
You...
I didn't plan on killing her.
I don't even remember pullingthe knife out of my bag.
(people screaming)
She do this to anybody else?
A few.
Hey, Detective?
Do me a favor?
Tell my brother that I'm sorry.
He needed that money.
I'm not going to be ableto pay him back.
I'll tell him.
(door opening)
(door closing)
Yeah?
I don't want to do this.
I don't need to see her.
Did you change your mindbecause of what I told you?
No. I'm glad you told me.
(sighs)
This all startedbecause of Ashlyn Cooper.
Who's Ashlyn Cooper?
A girl at school.
But she lookslike her mom.
They have the same blonde hair,blue eyes, same nose.
I won't grow upto look like you.
So I-I just...
You just wanted to seewhat you might look like
when you grow up.
(sighs)
That's all I wasreally thinking about
when I was on the train.
But today, I'm kind of scared,
and I don't know what I'd say.
Okay.
We'll go another time.
We'll go when you're ready.
Okay.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Forgot my homework.
Left myself a Post-it on my deskso I wouldn't forget,
and, of course,(chuckles)
On your desk?
Okay, thank you.Yes, it's a mess, I know.
How'd it go?
It didn't.
Ellie changed her mind.
Teenagers.
Yep. That about sums it up.
(chuckles)
Mac, you need to get marriedand have kids
so I don't have to go throughall these challenges alone.
Have you lost your mind?
Yeah, don't get married.Just adopt a child.
Children are wonderful.
Misery lovescompany, huh?
You'd make a great father.
Jo, stop.
Don't you ever thinkabout being a grandfather?
Hey, if I buy youa burger and a beer,
will you stop talking?
Done. You know I have a weaknessfor food.
Let's get a real juicy, greasyhamburger with a light beer.
(chuckles)
You would makea great faJo...
Captioning sponsored by CBS
and CSI NY PRODUCTIONS
Captioned by access.wgbh.org oup at WGBH