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You hate giving up control, don't you?

Yeah, I hate it.

We'll have to work on that.

I need a break.

You want a beer?

I'll get you a beer.

Sure. Yeah.

Hey.

What's the matter?

It was just hot in there.

I wanted to get some air.

Well, that was weird. What, are you...

Are you trying to ditch me?

No. Of course not. No.

Uh...

Wanna go look at the water?

Sure.

I always, uh...

I always feel better if

I can look at the water.

Day or night.

That's why I live at the ocean.

Just to be near it.

Does this bother you?

No.

You want a drink?

Oh, no, thanks.

You don't drink?

Uh, not much.

My mother was an alcoholic.

Was?

She passed away.

I really miss her.

Sorry.

My, um...

my father just died.

I'm sorry about that.

He was cool. Yeah.

He taught me how to take apart an engine.

It was so nice just working.

Being...

Why'd you stop?

Suddenly felt stupid.

You're not stupid, not at all.

I just meant that's what

it's supposed to be like.

With another person?

Trusting that person.

It's so hard.

Yeah.

Sorry.

I get a few beers in me

and sound pretty ridiculous.

I don't think so.

Hey.

What's going on here?

We love us some dykes.

We don't want any trouble, so...

Who gives a f*** what you want?

I want your money.

Hey. Get out of here.

- Take it easy.

- Get out.

Take it easy.

- Go on.

- Get out! Get out!

Take it easy.

Come on! Come on!

You okay?

What's going on?

I'm a police officer.

You're a cop?

Detective. I should have told you.

- You always carry a gun?

- Most of the time.

On a date?

Sorry.

Sorry.

I think you should come home with me.

Martha Stewart has a new worry.

An assistant to her

stockbroker has pleaded guilty

to a charge of keeping quiet

about alleged insider trading

in Stewart's enclosed...

Laurel?

Laurel, your phone's

ringing. Do you want me to...

Do you want me to get it?

Hey.

Hester?

Oh, hi, Lyndy. I thought

you were the office.

Can I call you back?

Okay.

Never answer my phone, okay?

That could have been my partner or my boss.

I'm sorry I yelled at

you but it's important.

And I'm, uh...

I'm over it.

You want some...

You want some coffee? Or some toast?

What? You're a cop so you think you can

yell at people? Is that...

I have to be careful.

In law enforcement,

women don't get important cases.

They don't get promoted.

A gay woman, forget it.

I have to drive all

the way to Pennsylvania.

It's like an hour.

I'm going home.

Okay.

Okay?

That's what you're gonna say? "Okay"?

I've got a lot of work to get

through this afternoon, so...

Sh*t.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Remember how you said that

none of Jeeter's buddies

would help us with the double homicide?

Yeah.

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