Bless the Child Page #3

[Whispering Continues]

[ Gasps ]

[ Voice Whispers, Indistinct]

[ Chattering ]

That's your guy.

- I'm looking for Detective Bugatti.|- Yeah, that's me.

- Agent Travis?|- How you doing?

Welcome to Brooklyn. I'll get you up|to speed on all this stuff later.

But... maybe it would be|a good idea...

if you try to keep|a low profile out here today.

- Why is that?|- Well, some of the guys,

they're wound up pretty|tight about this case.

They should be.

This is the fifth child|and from what I heard,

you still don't have any suspects.

That's true, but|some of the detectives,

they get a little territorial|when the bureau steps in.

That would include you?

Hey, I don't give a f***|if we gotta call in...

the French Foreign Legion if that's|what it takes to stop this guy.

- Mind if I take a look at the body?|- Yeah, no, go ahead.

- Hi, Cody.|- Hi.

Those are very pretty.|Who are they?

[ Gasps ]

Must be that poor bird. It flew|into a window and broke its neck.

They're all quite|curious about death.

Do you think|they understand death?

You'd be surprised.|I blame The Lion King.

Sister Rosa,|would you mind?

Cody fixed the bird!|Cody fixed the bird!

Maybe he was just knocked out|when he hit the window.

No, he was dead.

[ All ] Cody fixed the bird!|Cody fixed the bird!

- I'm tired, Mim.|- Okay, sweetie. We'll go home.

[Woman]|Thanks for staying.

- Sure.|- Must be a full moon tonight.

Helen got cut by a paranoid ''schiz''|with a razor blade.

- And there's a biter in four.|- Terrific.

And a recovering O.D.|in three seeing snow lights.

If you'll take the histories.

- No problem.|- Thanks.

- Cheri Post?|- Who are you?

I'm Maggie.|Wanna tell me what's wrong?

What do you think is wrong? I'm|sketching, you know, coming down.

Wanna lie down for me?

- Your name is O'Connor?|- Mm-hmm.

I don't care about your tracks.|I want to help you.

I just need a blood sample.

Some friends shot me up.

Wanted me to end up|in the morgue instead of here.

Why would they do that?

[ Chuckles ] They don't like|people quitting their club.

Nice club.

Just relax.

You're really nice|for a nurse.

Okay.|Put some pressure on that.

You kind of look like her.

Who? Make it good.|I need a boost.

Jenna.

My sister.|You know my sister?

No, a friend of mine,Janet.

No, no, no.|You said Jenna.

- Where is she?|- I don't--

I haven't seen her in six years.|I've looked for her everywhere.

She has a little girl|she hasn't even seen.

I know she has a little girl.

She's special. You know that,|don't you? That's why they want her.

Please tell me|where my sister is.

Forget about your sister, okay?|They've already got her.

Don't let them get|the little girl.

- [Door Opens]|- Maggie, I need you in four.

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