(To Stella) Are you Claire Conrad?
You mean Claire Conrad-Taylor?...She was my wife.
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(To Stella) Are you Claire Conrad?
You mean Claire Conrad-Taylor?...She was my wife.
Verna Welke?
Yes?
I've come for the alien?
I think somebody's following me.
What makes you think that?
I'm hearing footsteps and seeing shadows and glimpses of something or someone and - [sighs] Look, I know this sounds crazy but I really feel like I'm being watched.
This is at your place?
No. No, actually it's, uh, as I go into work, twice on the subway, while I was shopping today.
When did this start?
Uh, about a week ago. I first felt it when I dropped off your birthday gift at your place.
Well, I'll assign a patrol unit. We'll have some guys outside your place.
No, no that's not necessary.
[Mac's phone rings] Taylor. Okay. [He hangs up] A homocide on Lafayette. Come on, I'll drop you off at home, it's on the way.
Nah, no, it's okay. I wanna enjoy every last minute of my day off. Just telling you makes me feel a lot better, okay?
Okay, I'll call ya.
[He leaves]
[about to perform an "autopsy" on a giant, inflated Nutcracker balloon] This job is never boring.
I'm just asking questions, Don.
No, you're not just asking questions, Mac. Come on, I know you. You wouldn't be here talking to me if you hadn't already tracked the chain of custody, checked with property, and called the DEA agents. And let me tell you something, cocaine from that raid wouldn't last six months on the street. So what is this? My interrogation?
You're overreacting.
Well maybe I am, but let me save you a little bit of time - none of my guys took a thing.
You can't be sure of that. You weren't there. You just said you didn't remember.
It didn't happen, Mac.
You're listed on the DD5 as the recorder on the scene. You had to take everything down in your memo book - every detective who was there, who searched the room, who found the drugs.
You askin' me for it?
You can check your notes or you can let me do it.
Is this official business?
It's a request, from a friend.
Then I'm gonna have to think about it.
[He walks away]
Hey guys.
Hey Danny, you remember that rust stuff you found in the alley?
Rust stuff? Rust stuff? You respect the time it took me to collect that, at least call it "trace."
Adam Ross: Okay. Contained traces of molasses and non-human blood. Bear blood to be exact.
North American Grizzly Bear. But, but there's more. The blood on this rock is a match to Cyrus Menlo, but it's also a match to the blood found on these leaves.
Both human blood, right?
Adam Ross: Right. [Holds the two leaves up]But you put them together like this and shazam.
You got one leaf - with a hole in the middle of it.
A hole probably made from a spike or something with a jagged edge. Right, huh, you see where I'm going here?
Bear blood, molasses, leaves with human blood on them, a spike and a jagged edge, you're talking bear traps.
Yes, you win the washer and dryer.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, help me out here. You're telling me Cyrus Menlo was caught in a bear trap?
Yeah.
You're crazy.
It's the only conclusion we can arrive at with this evidence.
So Tanaka sets the bear trap, leads Cyrus Menlo down the alley, Tanaka goes into the warehouse...
- Bang bang, Tanaka gets shot. Cyrus walks out, steps in the trap while Tanaka bleeds to death inside the warehouse. Moral of the story, alright: stick with bowling. What up?
[He and Danny fist bump]
Check this out. [He puts a slide under the microscope] Alright, look, look. It's a piece of the moon. A moon rock. Yeah, this rock is, is from the moon.
From the moon?
Outer space.
Get outta here. Wow. How did a piece of the moon end up in the alley?
I-I don't know. This stuff is illegal to have and somebody went through a lot of trouble to get it. I mean I've seen this stuff listed on eBay before, you know, and most of it isn't real, but if it is short of going to the moon they would have had to steal from NASA.
Something happened in that alley and I don't think it had anything to do with what happened in the warehouse.
Don.
Hey.
You know why I'm here.
Do you care about the consequences?
I know this isn't easy for you.
I'm not talking about me, Mac. I'm talking about the hundred of arrests this cop was involved in, the thugs who are going to be screaming for an appeal because his credibility's in question, and the ones who are going to go free despite the fact they're guilty and he did everything by the book. I'm talking about child molesters, rapists, murderers.
Kym Tanaka's shooter stepped over his body and collected shell casings. He stuck his fingers into the victim's shoulder wound to retrieve a bullet all to save his own ass. He was there to sell drugs, poison, that destroys families, creates addicts out of babies in the womb, and accounts for twenty-three percent of the murders in this city. Don't make me subpena your memo book, Don. [Flack throws him the memo book. Mac walks away, stops, and turns back to Flack] The consequences I care about are the cops who never cross the line who now have to face critisim on suspicion because one of their own forgot the oath we took. Whichever one of these guys is found guilty I hope he goes away for a very long time because he disrespected the badge that you and I wear.
Trina was a geologist, unfortunately her work was a little more fascinating than I was. To tell you the truth, I would've felt better if she told me there was another man.
You have to understand, my husband died last year, Heather was all I had.
There is nothing about this that I understand.
It took three high-risk surgeries practicing my profession to realize that I didn't want to be the one who would stand over somone when they took their last breath. So, I took a job at the ME's office. Because I thought that if God did have a last say in death, I could at least do something about it if they were taken too soon. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
Hey, you're still a doctor, Sheldon.
(about his father) He spent the last eight months in bed on a feeding tube. Eventually, the medicine didn't do anything for the pain, so one day, he asked me...he begged me to end it for him. I couldn't do it.
You made the right choice.
[Mac looks unsure]
Didn't appreciate that, Matt. See, this here is a new pair of pants. And I don't get uniform allowance. So I suggest you make it up to me by makin' the rest of this very easy (Flack pats down Matt). Check out what Mr. Goodwrench had in his backpocket. Set of lockpick tools.
What can I say? I'm always losin' my apartment keys.
[Flack shoves his shoulder lightly]
Hey, what did I tell you 'bout makin' things easy?
There you are. I've been trying to reach you guys.
My phone drowned.
(Adam takes the phone and sniffs it)
Ahhh. Bean-O-Rama.
Mac, been meaning to ask. I'd like you to consider coming to our house for Thanksgiving this year. My daughter's coming in, cousins from Philly. We do a really nice job. I use a Collins scalpel to carve the bird, it gets the meat paper-thin.
I appreciate the offer, Sid.
Now you can't spend the holidays alone again. I'll drag you if I have to.
You're gonna have to add some meat to that skinny frame of yours if you're gonna be making threats, and I was about to say I do have plans this year, thank you.
[pause] Oh. I'm intrigued.
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