Excuse me, miss?
You dropped this cash.
Oh, no, I didn't.
Well, you did. I saw you drop it.
No, it's not mine.
You can have it. It's not mine either.
Can you just please leave me alone?
Hey, hey. No, no, no. It's okay.
It's okay. No, no, no. Listen!
- Let go of me! - Listen, it's okay.
- Let go of me! Let go! - Shh...
You should go.
Aww, damn it.
Come on, you old bitch.
12 missing people in the last two months.
Now, half a dozen dismembered bodies,
their fingers conspicuously absent.
No closer to solving the case.
No closer to getting any sleep.
Morning, Godfrey. Thanks.
Janice, is Stamp still in the tank?
Still babbling away.
You gonna be around for this morning's briefing?
I'll see where my case is at.
I'll see where my case is at.
Try to make it!
It's here! The white one's here!
You still battling the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse?
I'm not crazy.
No, of course not.
Now, put these damn pants on
before I start thinking otherwise.
Any activity in the Factory District?
I'm gonna step out real quick.
Uh, Captain Vaughn is...
- I'll be back in a minute. - Is that what I should tell him?
Tell him whatever you like
because I'll be back before it's an issue.
Okay. Sounds good.
You wanted me to wake you when the guy with the ring showed up.
The guy with the ring showed up.
Yeah, that's three! That's three, Tommy Boy!
Now, it's time for your close-up, baby boy. Yeah!
Yeah, don't move. Stay right there.
Aw, don't be so fucking serious. Come on.
I need you to...
Fuck, Tommy! Hey!
You pull the trigger or I do!
Come on, you got this.
Hey, Tommy, there's a lot of fucking stalling going on here.
Hurry the fuck up!
Yeah, I know. Okay.
Oh, you motherfucker!
I can't. I can't.
You're a lucky son of a bitch,
so I'm gonna let you get away with that.
Yeah, we got a lot of people watching.
That's a lot of money around his neck.
All you gotta do is pull the trigger.
The odds are good.
You got no problem killing people.
What's one lousy dog?
Let's go! You got this!
Yo, y'all see this fucking crazy bitch?!
Go. Get out of here.
You can't stay with me.
Oh. Jerry, I'm working.
I need help! I need... I need help!
Shut the fuck up.
I'm talking. Don't be rude.
As you can see, occupied.
Yeah. No, I know. Um, Tom's dead.
Hmm. Okay, well, I mean makes sense.
50-50 chance of that, right?
Yeah, no, no. But I mean, like, he didn't kill himself.
Some lady just came in and just fucking, like...
I don't know. Just...
I need... I need help!
I need help.
What did I just say?
It's an art what you do.
No, but seriously, boss, you gotta come see this.
It's fucking nuts.
I don't know, man. Maybe middle-aged, gruff.
I don't know how to describe her, man. Maybe a bum.
She doesn't rattle off anything in your head? Not a client?
- Not a product? - Oh, no, no.
She definitely had a look I'd remember.
What's with all this headshot malarkey?
See, I don't know what I saw anymore, homie.
Whatever. We'll shoot her again.
Three-stooged Tom, huh?
Yeah, it was fucked up.
That's kind of different.
What? What? What's so different?
Holy mother of fuck!