Listen to me: I work terrible hours, often have to leave things early, I arrive to things late. I get phone calls in the middle of the night and all day long. I've never been shot, but I've been stabbed. I've had lye thrown in my face once, and I'm a homicide detective, Trish. Not a policeman or a policewoman. I'm also not a divorce lawyer, but I know about going to court.
Did you know you could lose half a gallon of blood and your body will continue to mechanically function? My dad told me that once and that's what I kept telling myself over and over again. While I was shooting and getting shot at. I was scared, but that's what I was thinking. The craziest thing is, I kind of liked it. I liked the adrenaline rush I got from it, you know?
Let's sit down and have a pint or four and talk about how much we miss smoking.
Timoney
The point is, we thought you had cancer, that you were dying. Remember?
Desmond
All I am saying is, what if your doctor trots out the same x-ray with a shadowy mass for all his patients --
Timoney
Stop.
Desmond
-- that have a bad habit?
Timoney
Dad, stop looking for excuses to smoke, all right? You asked me to quit, I quit. I don't want to quit. Do I look like I want to quit? But I'm doing it for you. I'm not going to do it alone. Do not flake on me. I am not kidding you. I will frame you for something. Get it?
Helping a guy like that work through his issues is not my job, okay? My job is to broom the carnivorous sheep out of this borough. I know what this is. This is all about me being lead. It's about you thinking you busted your ass so I could get all your glory. Little girl rescued, pedophile dead, they might name a bridge after me.
Timoney
Maybe. Maybe. But I'll still always know that you were wrong.
I'm going to start counting backwards from ten, and when I reach one you will be in a deep, deep -- [Jane shakes her head] What?
Timoney
Jeez. [mimics her boyfriend's ex] If you didn't come, I don't think it would be the worst idea.
HHypnotherapist
Is this the ex-wife?
Timoney
She talks like someone who's never been hit in the face before.
HHypnotherapist
You know what?
Timoney
She's smiling at me like she's just scored a point off me or something. I didn't even want to go to the damn party. Oh, and also, she can't score if I'm not playing.
HHypnotherapist
You don't seem to be in the right head space to quit smoking right now.
Timoney
I don't just want to smoke right now. I want to shove a pack of cigarettes in my mouth and light it with a blowtorch.
[Range master watches Duffy shoot at the firing range before reviewing his score] Forty-three out of fifty. Good shot, detective. See you in six months.
Desmond
All right, Frank.
FFrank
[walks to Timoney's station] And I know I'm not going to be seeing anything outside the gray with you. Perfect score.
Timoney
Thank you. Thank you. [high fives the men around her]
FFrank
Janey, didn't you just qualify two weeks ago? What brings you by today? You just forget about that?
Timoney
[watches as an angry Duffy walks by] No, I didn't forget. I just like it here.
Listen, hon. I just found these in the bathroom. [shakes bottle of pills]
AAllison
So what? That doesn't mean anything.
Timoney
Hey, here's a little something: Ray Milland, from that movie The Lost Weekend, he used to hide his in a lamp. Most people wouldn't think about looking there, but my mom used to hide hers in the same spot.
AAllison
Well, they don't mean anything, so --
Timoney
That was her favorite movie. You probably never saw it. Well, it meant something in my house. It meant we don't make noise in the morning so we didn't wake up our mother, who might have been drunk from the night before. My mom, by the way, one night years ago, stinking drunk, she drives out in a storm, veers into traffic, she gets thrown from the car and dies on the spot. My sister Una was four, so she doesn't remember a thing, but I was thirteen so I remember everything, and I've got to tell you, part of me is really glad it happened that way.
AAllison
Well that's a horrible thing to say.
Timoney
Why? Do you feel sorry for her? Why is that, I wonder?
Because before I try to talk to Amanda about how her parents were drug dealers, I need to go get you and I a couple of hotel rooms, because obviously we're going to be sticking around for a little while. Don't you wish you'd packed a bag now? [Duffy hands her the keys and she sits down] What are you, a giraffe?
I've got that seat right how I like it. You move it, you better know how to move it back. I'm serious. You better know how to move it back! [Timoney drives away] Man. Short people.