♪ ♪
♪ Have a banana, Hannah ♪
♪ Try the salami, Tommy ♪
♪ Get with the gravy, Davey ♪
♪ Everybody eats whenthey come to my house ♪
♪ Try a tomato, Plato ♪
♪ Here's cacciatore, Dory ♪
♪ Taste the baloney, Tony ♪
♪ Everybody eats whenthey come to my house ♪
♪ I fix your favorite dishes ♪
♪ Hoping this good foodfills ya ♪
♪ Work my hands to the bonein the kitchen alone ♪
♪ You better eatif it kills ya ♪
♪ Pass me a pancake, Mandrake ♪
♪ Have an hors d'oeuvre-y,Irvy ♪
♪ Look in the fendel, Mendel ♪
♪ Everybody eats whenthey come to my house ♪
♪ Hannah, Davey, Tommy... ♪
Order up for Hawkes.
(laughing)?
Yeah, that's me.
Thanks, thanks.
Let me have the number threespecial, please.
What is it?
CAMILLE:It's called Spudtastic.
Kennebec fries mixed withartisan cheese curds
and a foie gras gravy.
You got to be kidding me.
Excuse me.od.
Would you try it?
You first.
I promise you won'tregret it.
Besides, I'm a trainednurse, remember?
Anything Yeah.wrong...
I know...
mouth-to-mouth.
YYeah.?
♪ Everybody eats whenthey come to my house ♪
(both murmur)
This is really good.
See? Got to experiencenew things.
Well, who knew?
I'm really happyyou played hooky
today with me, Sheldon.
You were alwaysa bad influence, Camille.
But I like that.
Hmm, fascinating.
Mmm. Lardon.
SHELDON:Lardon.
They do a BLT
with blue cheese
and cherry tomatoes--it will blow your mind.
(people screaming)
♪ Out here in the fields ♪
♪ I fight for my meals ♪
♪ I get my back into my living ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪
(siren wailing)
(people screaming, shouting)
Camille, Camille.
Are you okay?
Get you to sit up.
YAre you sure?.
I'Okay.e.
Oh, my God.
(groaning)
HAWKES: There's some peopleover there that need our help.
Let's go.
You get her, I got...
Come on, come on,we got to get out of here.
You're going tobe okay, sir...
You all right?
You're okay;now, lie down over here.
All right.
(indistinct shouting)
(tires screech)
(indistinct shouting)
(sirens wailing)
(indistinct chatter,camera shutter clicking)
That's Derby Chasen.
He was serving upgourmet grub
from inside this World onWheels truck when it blew.
Any other fatalities?
Amazingly, no.
Meanwhile, the fedsare circling.
You think we're lookingat an act of terrorism here?
Based on the position of thetruck and the time of the blast,
if someone wanted to causemaximum damage and loss of life,
this sure doesn't feel likethe time and place to do it.
FLACK: Maybe we're lookingat a truck malfunction, then.
I'll pull the vehicle inspectionreport, see what we get.
TAYLOR:Don't waste your time.
I just found traces ofTriacetone Triperoxide.
Doesn't sound too appetizing.
It's not.
TATP is a powerful explosive
made from household chemicals.
Any nut-job can getthe recipe online.
It's basically the reason
why you can't bring liquidsonto planes.
But why gourmet food trucks?
Yes, we treated a lotof scrapes and bruising
before these guys showed up.
Some dizziness,hearing loss?
And, uh, most of the injuries
were shock relatedand pretty minor, considering.
It's a miracle youboth walked away.
But I thought you calledin sick today, didn't you?
Yeah. About that, I, um...
Save all that for Mac.
Make sure these gentlemen giveyou a clean bill of health
before you come back to work.
All right.
♪ ♪
(clanking)
Blast pattern suggests
it originated fromthe side panel.
(screaming)
TAYLOR: This is where the propane tank would have been.
DANVILLE: Built in bomb.
All you need'san ignition source.
Huh.
Well, when we piece togetherthe rest of this shrapnel,
it might be able totell us something.
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs) We've got so muchpropane tank shrapnel here.
We're going to be lucky if weget out of here by dinnertime.
LINDSAY:I'm starving.
It was all I could do
to get a bananainto Lucy this morning.
I don't even rememberthe last time
I actually sat downand ate breakfast.
Whoa. What about the feastthat we brought you in bed?
That was Mother's Day...
two years ago.
Two-- really? Wow.
I'll get you something tastyas soon as we're done.
I want a bowl of grits,two eggs over-medium,
and sausage, and wheat toastwith a lot of butter
from that soul food placeon Bleecker.
And... I wanta double cheeseburger
with large friesand a Creamsicle float
from that placein Madison Square Park.
(chuckles)
That's it?
I'm not pregnant. Just hungry.
OFFICER:...get a positive I.D.
And how you doing, Doc?
If it's any consolation,
I would have taken the day offfor her, too.
Got some leftovers?
Maybe.
Order of contentsare usually written
on the outside of atake-out box, right?
Yeah, usually.
Then tell me this.
Why write on the inside?
Hmm.
(siren wailing)
♪ ♪
How's Oh, Mac., Sid?
Derby Chasen's deathwas obviously caused
by the concussiveforce of the blast
combined with severe burnsand smoke inhalation. But...
in this case at least, it alsoappears our young chef's apron
did more than justkeep his clothes clean.
It kept them intact.
Which is significant because...
the apron's rubber lining prevented the flames
from coming into direct contact
with the vic's T-shirt where it covered his torso.
And as a result,
it also protected this.
Hmm.
Some kind ofthoracic contusion.
Yeah, the pattern looksfamiliar, but...
I can't quite place it.
What I can tell you is...it was probably painful
and still relatively fresh,
delivered not more than fourto five hours prior to death.
Suggesting he may have hadan altercation
the same day he died.
But who hit him?
And with what?
(telephone rings)
Hey.
Hey... You busy?
Just about to run some evidence.What's up?
I'm throwing a partyand I want you to come.
HAWKES (over phone):(laughs) Babe,
didn't we just almost die?
Why do you thinkI'm throwing a (Sheldon chuckles)
It's just a few old friendsI haven't been able to see.
Would love them to meet you,Sheldon.
Nine o'clock?
Oh, Camille. No, no, no.
I got a bunch of work to do.
Oh, come on. Please, please...
Please, Sheldon.
Please? Please?
Okay, okay.No, stop, stop, stop.
I'll come.
Let me figuresomething out, okay?
All right. Bye.
("Pumped Up Kicks"by Foster the People playing)
♪ Robert's got a quick hand ♪
♪ He'll look around the room,he won't tell you his plan ♪
♪ He's got a rolled cigarette ♪
♪ Hanging out his mouth,he's a cowboy kid, yeah ♪
♪ He found a six-shooter gun ♪
♪ In his dad's closethidden in a box of fun things ♪
♪ And I don't even know what ♪
♪ But he's coming for you,yeah, he's coming for you ♪
♪ All the other kidswith the pumped up kicks ♪
♪ You'd better run, better run,outrun my gun ♪
♪ All the other kidswith the pumped up kicks ♪
♪ You'd better run, better run ♪
♪ Faster than my bullet. ♪
DANNY:Is there a hungry lady in here?
(laughs)
I got the burger you wanted.
Bring it in here.
Can't. No food in the labs,remember?
Danny, I can't come outright now.
I think I just found something.
What do you got?
I found these dark splotcheson the surface reconstruction
of the propane tank.
Here, check it out.
Looks like
it could behardened gel
or fluid, maybe glue.
Yeah, so I'm thinkingmaybe our perp used glue
to attach the bomb to the underside of the propane tank.
Then lit the fuse...
DANNY: Yeah, and then boom.
It's going to take a bit more lab work
to figure out if it can help us, though.
(sighs)
You'd better get busy.
Hey, wait.
Come on.
(chuckles)Save me a French fry.
(car horn honks)
(indistinct chatterand laughter)
No, I'm arresting you.
(laughter)
Hey.
I like to seeyou having fun.
I like to see you, period.
You want another drink?
All right..
(indistinct chatter)
Hey.
(indistinct chatter)
I know, he'ssuch a great guy.
(laughter)
Good night.
Hey, I'm so sorry.
I had no ideathat was going on.
Babe, it's okay.
It's just that Iwork for the I know.
I-I get it.
I didn't even knowthose people.
They just tagged along
with some of my friends.
You know whata goody-two-shoes I am.
Babe, it's fine.
You go have fun.
I'll call you tomorrow.
Can I ask you something?
Sure.
Have you ever tried it?
Yeah.ean weed?
At some point you must haveat least been curious.
At some pointI did lots of things,
not all of which I'm proud of.
I'll take thatas a yes, then.
Take it how you want.
Why does it matter?
'Cause I never have.
Between school,nursing college and work,
I pretty much gave up
my 20s, and thena few weeks ago
I end up with an assassin'sgun to my head
and then last night youand I nearly get blownto kingdom come.
So I guess all of thisis kind of making me think
that maybe I stillhave some living to do.
Babe.
Care to join me?
(horns honking)
(clock ticking)
Damn.
What's wrong?
I overslept.
10:00.ime is it?
I was supposedto be at work an hour ago.
Oh, no.
You'll call me lYeah.
ComUh-huh.
Look, baby...
Oh, baby, I got to go.
No, come on, please.
Bye.
Adam, you get anywherewith that shirt fragment?
I got bird spit.
Excuse me?
I really got something.
Collocaliini Apodidae.
It's Chinese caveswallow saliva.
You know, bird spit.
I found it in the stain on the fabric.
I swabbed it, ran it through amylase and DNA.
Get this--
the stain lines up right where
Derby Chasen was hitin the chest.
That means trace was probably on
whatever was used to hit him.
His truck serve a lotof offbeat cuisine?
Some kind of exoticingredient That's what I thought,
but I can't find it anywherehere on the online menu.
And I also can't findthe number three special
that Camille told Jo about.
Let me have the number threespecial, please.
So what's a Chinese cave swallowdoing in Manhattan?
I don't know.
Hey, but, Mac,
do you thinkif a bird spits on you,
it's the same kindof good luck
as when a bird sh...
Figure it out, Adam.
Uh, I... oh.
I'll admit to occasionallygrazing at the pastrami truck
outside the precinct, butthis whole mobile food scene
is a hell of a lotbigger than I thought.
My son and his college friendsswear by them.
And where there'sthat kind of demand,
there's some pretty fiercecompetition.
Get this-- out of 3,000street food permits
applied for the last year,
1,200 of them werefor gourmet trucks.
In between fightsover parking, vandalism
and proprietary claimsover menu items,
things can get pretty ugly.
These are all complaintsagainst Derby Chasen
and the World on Wheels truck.
That's right. Eight of themin the past 12 months.
D.O.T., Bureau of Food Safety,Sanitation, Health Department.
Didn't Hawkes say theirfood was pretty good?
This guy suredidn't think so.
DANVILLE:Odelin Gonzales.
Well, that's the nameon all these complaints.
He's a dog andpretzel jockey.
Been licensed to worka sidewalk on Broadway
for the last 11 years.
Looks like he's been workingthe system pretty hard
against our vicwhile he was at it.
Should we go payhim a visit?
It is lunchtime.
DANVILLE:That's a good-lookingdog, Mr. Gonzales.
No, the best.
All beef,natural casing.
Little secret spice.
Why don't you tell us
about your all-natural beefwith Derby Chasen.
Thank God you'refinally here to help.
That punk stole half mybusiness over the past year.
Illegally.
Well, we understandyou're angry
based on all thecomplaints you filed.
I passed every test,paid every permit.And all he has to do
is pull up and park?
Half the time he doesn't even feed the meters.
Does he respect my space? No.
Follow size restrictions
or pay storage fees? No.
And yet, they still line up for him.
Not anymore.
I really appreciateit, officers.
I just hope he doesn'tmess with anyone else.
Oh, I don't think you have toworry about that, Mr. Gonzale.
He's dead.
That's right.
Your competition wasliterally blown off the street.
And given the nature of yourrelationship with the victi,
you can understand why we're here.
I may have been angry,
but I would never takethe life of another man.
Thank you, Mr. Gonzales.We'll get back to you.
Not feeling it?
No.e you?
I found TATP trace
on the glass bottle fragment from the blast site.
And it looks like it matches the hot sauce on his cart,
but there are thousandsof those in New York City.
And unless we have hardscience connecting himto the crime scene...
All we have is motive.
And after talking to him,
even that's questionable.
Hey.
If it ain't Dr. Love.
Anybody ask for me?
Don't worry,I covered for you.
I told 'em yoursubway broke down.
Mm-hmm.
Meanwhile I was about to run
this melted take-out box throughthe video spectral comparator.
If we want to readwhat's inside,
I think we'd better peela few layers back.
Yeah.tive Messer?
DThat's me.
We're with the NYPDHealth Services.
We're performingdrug tests this morning.
Both of your nameshave been selected.
Yeah, but I was alreadytested earlier this year.
I was tested twicein the last two months.
The tests are performedat random,
and they may be repeated.
Follow me, please.
DANNY:All right.
You heard the man.
Let's go peein a cup.
CAMILLE: Have you ever tried it?
HAWKES: You mean weed?
Damn.
Holly.
(computer chimes)
SID (over monitor):Leberspatzle!
Excuse me?
Forgive me, but I fancymyself a bit of a gourmand,
and I don't mind telling youthat I once took a summer course
at the BavarianCulinary Academy,
where my preparationof Leberspatzle
received no fewer than
two honorable mentions.
But I suppose you're wonderingwhy that matters.I am.
Meet the potato ricer.
I knew I recognized it.
I-it's a critical toolfor making Leberspatzle.
Not to mention pressingmoisture from
all kinds of food ingredients.
I mean, it's a necessary partof any true chef's kitchen.
And consistent with the woundon Derby Chasen's chest.
Mm-hmm.
Thanks, Sid.
Auf Wiedersehen.
So Odelin Gonzales appears to beas much of a saint as I feare.
According to thepastor of his church,
at the time of the blast,
Gonzales had volunteeredto feed the homeless
at a shelter downtown,nowhere near the food festival.
Then how the hell didthis guy end up dead?
Bird nest soup?
Yeah, it's a Chinese soupthat costs 100 bucks a bowl.
You want to know why?
DANVILLE:Because it's made with the rare
nest of theChinese cave swallow.
And do you know howthey make their nests?
Adam.
Bird spit.
Yeah, when the saliva dries,
the nests are importedfor like $2,000 a kilo.
And then soaked and turned into
this gelatinous blob.
Then strained witha potato ricer.
Potato ricer?
That could explain the transfer
of bird saliva traceto Derby Chasen's shirt.
Well, there's onlya few places in Manhattan
that are sellingbird nest soup,
and one of themhappens to be
the last known employerof Derby Chasen.
Bistro Zai Jian.
So all this time we've beenlooking at food trucks,
we should have been focusedon fine dining.
Let's go see ifmurder is on the menu.
(siren wailing)
Let's go, let's go,we need to move, guys!
No, no, no.
This is drier thanthe Sahara, come on.
More hoisin, more hoisin.
You got it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I told you to dust the porkwith cinnamon, not bury it.
Yeah, okaCome on.
Leeks, leeks,where are my leeks?
You call those leeks?They look like overcooked socks.
Whoa, where are you going?I make the food taste good,
you make it look good,you got it? Come on.
Somebody please showthese people to the dining room.
TAYLOR:Broxton Langley?
Your server will bewith you in a minute.
Detectives Taylorand Danville, NYPD.
We'd like to speak withyou about Derby Chasen.
All right, here's allyou need to know
about that ungrateful ass-face.
He worked for mefor two years,
I taught himeverything he knows.
Then he had the ballsto steal from me.
Steal from you?
Not only did I find out that hewas moonlighting on a taco truck
on his days off,but worse,
he was using severalof my recipes.
So you confronted him?
Hell, yes, I confronted him.
Hey! You got a hellof a lot of nerve
to park this truck a blockfrom my restaurant.
Take it easy, all right?I'm just here
fYou mean truck stop..
I thought you had talent!But look at you.
You think that I'mgoing to stand by
and let you waste allmy hard work on some
freHey, hey, hey!ach?
It's a lot better than thehigh-priced slop you're serving.
(gasping, coughing)
I make more
at lunch than youdo in a month.
You keep this up,
and I promise you:
I will fry your assright here where you stand.
Turned the heat upa little high, don't you think?
What the hellyou talking about?
We think you went backfor seconds, Mr. Langley.
TAYLOR:Derby Chasen's truck
exploded at that festival.
He was killed in the blast.
And we have a nice tablewaiting for you downtown.
♪ ♪
Chef Schmuck got himselfall lawyered up?
He agreed to come downfor further questioning,
but now won't say anything,on advice of counsel.
So where doesthat leave us?
The Hotel Hyperion.
I found a take-out boxat the sceneof the blast.
There was some type of writing inside.
So I ran it through thevideo spectral comparator
to see if I coulddecipher what it was.
That theHAWKES:Yeah.he hotel?
And the room number's vacantnow, but I can tell you who
rented it outthe day of the blast.
Gus Stilton.
WhWell, for one thing,e?
he owns the Worldon Wheels Thought thatwas Derby Chasen.
Yeah, it turns out Derbyonly owned a 50% stake.
So the two ofYeah.are partners.
But Gus has six othertrucks on top of that,
and that's not all he has.
That's why I know him.
MALE CHEF:What can I get for you?
Can I get a number threespecial, please?
That'll befive bucks.
Enjoy.
See you around.
MALE CHEF:Next!
What can I get you?
Hi, baby.
You here for thenumber three special?
Am I gonna geteverything I paid for?
Well, you like whatyou see, don't you?
Oh, yeah.
In that case,I'm all yours.
On second thought...
I'm not that hungry.
Let's go.
Quite a glamorous line of workyou've chosen for yourself, Mia.
Well, there's worse waysto make a living.
Yeah, and I'm sure you tellyourself that every time
another strange manleaves your bed
unable to look you in the eye.
At least I wasn'ton the streets.
FLACK:How did you pullthis one off, Gus?
Because the last time Iran you in for pandering,
you were trying to keep warmwith some of your girls
under a train track in Queens.
Guess who had theblanket, by the way?
What can I say?Won some money at the track,
invested in a truck...
Rags to riches, bitches.
It really was nicer than before.
All my clients were mostly...younger. Cooler.
Nothing cooler than turningtricks for a bunch of
food truck johns.
Tell me about Gus Stilton.
He's a nice guy.
You're a pimp.
I'm an entrepreneur.
Running a food truckas a front
for a prostitution ringmakes you a criminal.
And blowing one of them up?That makes you a murderer.
How did he feel aboutDerby Good at first.
Derby was sweet.
Used to cruise the food truckscene when he'd get off wok
at the restaurant. Then Gusoffered him a job on the truck.
He was a good cook.
Business was booming.
All he had to do wasserve you on the side.
I'm not the only onewho worked for them.
No, I'm sure once everybody elsesaw how successful he was,
he was havingto turn girls away.
Trouble is, Derby startedturning customers away, too.
Really?Why is that?
Once Derby owned half the truck,he told Gus he was through
selling anythingother than food.
We got a great following, man,
and it's growing every day.
We're doing fine withoutall that other stuff.
Listen, cookie, I likeyour food, I really do.
But do you think peopleactually come here to eat?
Huh? The "other stuff" youwant to drop from the menu
earns another five billsevery time somebody orders.
I don't care, all right,the truck is half mine.
Oh, yeah? Well, let metell you something.
I put you in the truck.
One way or another,I can take you out.
It was a simple disagreementbetween business partners.
Come on, guys.
We had the perfectoperation going.
Food up front,dessert on the side, huh?
No more standingon street corners.
Cash being launderedthrough the trucks,
and the whole thing wascompletely off your radar.
So you tell me, huh?
Why the hell wouldI blow it all up?
DANVILLE:Well, for one thing,it wasn't his only truck.
So if Derby Chasen wasn'tgoing to play by his rules,
Gus Stilton couldhave just blown it up
out of spite andcollected the insurance.
It's possible.But right now,
all we got on him is a sex ring.
There's no real evidence yetto tie him to the blast.
Same with our chef,Broxton Langley.
Odelin Gonzales hasan alibi as well.
Still, we got a burned-up body
lying down in Autopsy,
without a single leadon our killer.
Come on, guys,I want some answers.
All right, well, Flack'srounding up a few rival pimps
that might have issueswith Gus Stilton,
and I'm going over a listof girls that worked for him.
TAYLOR:What about you, Hawkes?
Hawkes.
Oh, I'm sorry, Mac,
I guess I'm just drawing blankslike everybody else.
Speak for yourself.
I figured out whatthat hardened gel was
on the propane tank.
It was glue.
High-temperature bonding ceramic adhesive, to be exact.
"Used for the repair of glass,china, plastic, metal..."
LINDSAY:Right, but that didn't help menarrow things down,
until I found something else.
Ceramic glue is really sticky, right?
So I decided to take a look at the fragments around the glue
to see if there was maybe some trace that was left behind.
DANNY: And you found a print.
Yes, I did.
A partial ridge detail
from a man's right thumb caughtin a smudge in the glue.
Please tell me you gota hit in AFIS.
With priors for arson,reckless endangerment,
and possessionof a weapon
for sticking a pipe bombin a landlord's mailbox.
Guess what his name was.
Odelin Gonzales.
The hot dog vendor?
Got half a dozenwitnesses putting
him in a church shelterfeeding the homeless.
Because he was.
That's not the guyI'm talking about.
(siren wailing)
(horn honking)
(glass tinkling)
Odelin Gonzales. NYPD!
TAYLOR:Don, look out!
You all right?
I'm good.
(grunts)
Hey!
He's the guy that bumped into meat the festival.
Odelin Gonzales...
Junior.
(siren wailing)
You sure made a mess of things.
I did what I had to do.
Commit murder?
Endanger the lives ofdozens of people?
There was no other way.
My father couldn't seethe future
staring him in the face.
Week after weekhe'd file thosecomplaints.
And month after monththey'd still be ignored.
The truck kept coming,the crowds kept coming.
How's he gonna competewith that?
The way everybody else does:work harder.
That's what I thought.I even told him so.
DERBY:Order number five.
Who's next, who's next?
That's two friescoming up at $7.50.
Here's your change...thank you, thank you.
Don't let 'em getto you, Papi.
The food isn'teven that good.
Tell that to all the peoplestanding in line.
I've made 18 buckstoday, O.G.
Forget about feedingthe homeless.
I won't be able to feed myselfif this keeps up.
Ah, no se preocupe, eh?
Hey, uh, you, you...
Todo estara bien.
You're right.
Everything will be okay.
I got two fries coming upright now for you guys...
But that feelingdidn't last long.
Especially once you figured outwhat was really
going on atthat truck.
Here you go, man.Have a good one.
I'll takea number three special.
If you guys are gonna share,it's gonna cost extra.
I'm no idiot.
The best meal in townisn't worth 500 bucks.
What you got?
All right, bros.I know where this is.
Let's go have some fun.
Yeah, let's hit it.
(music playing)
If you're a cop, I'm only
engaging in private actsbetween consenting adults
and no moneyhas changed hands.
You're a hooker?
(chuckles)
Okay, then you're not a cop.
Um, sorry, sweetie, I'ma little booked up right now.
So if you want to eat,
you're gonna have to orderlike everybody else.
That's when I knew
nothing my old man didwould ever make a difference.
So you decided to playwith fire again,
and do somethingyour father would never do.
You want some fries, I'm gonnamake 'em back there for yo.
You made a homemade bomb
from one of his emptyhot sauce bottles
and attached it to the propanetank using glue
from the shop where you work.
But you made one mistake:
you left your thumbprint behind.
When you lit that fuse and walked away,
you put dozens of people's lives in danger.
And you killed an innocent man.
He was far from innocent.
That's not for you to judge.
En nombre de Dios, O.G. What have you done?
You want to talk to me?
To be honest,
I'd rather not talkabout this at all.
I got the results ofyour latest drug test.
They're not high enoughto trigger termination,
but there are trace levelsof cannabis
in your bloodstream, Hawkes.
I swear to you I wasn't using.It's nothing
but secondhand exposure,just bad luck.
You got to believe me.
Like I believe youwhen you call in sick?
This isn't about bad luck.
It's about bad choices.
I know, you're right,and I'm sorry.
But, Mac, sometimes I feellike this job dictates
every single choice I make.
I mean, other people get
to leave their workat their office.
They cut loose,
have fun,but we're different.
We do a lot of good,but sometimes it seems
like that's allwe're allowed to do.
That comes with the badge.
Surely Camille understands that.
Yeah, she does, she does.
But this is the first timein a long time
I've had a relationshipthat's even worth
getting into trouble over,you know?
There's no department policyagainst having a good tim,
but you need to be careful.
And I need you to show up heretomorrow in the right frame
of mind to honor your oathand get things done.
Are we clear?
Good.
Then go home.
And get some sleep.
(sighs)
(knocking)
Sorry to drop by unannounced.
Um...
I just couldn't stop thinkingabout you.
(sighs) Camille,I can't even tell you
what kind of day I've had.
Okay? All I know...
(sighs)
I just got to getsome rest, okay?
Oh, okay.
Okay.
But, um...
you sure about that?
(elevator bell dings)
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