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I really... you know,

I tried to visit him

as often as I could.

I have his things here.

He had no next of kin.

Would you like

to feed my birds?

No, thank you.

He's dead.

They were late with the

medicines this morning.

They're never late

with the medicines.

His visitor

will not be happy.

I asked them to keep

their voices down.

I was trying to sleep.

It was so late.

What visitor?

It's a big one.

Aww, he's very hungry.

Aren't you, fella?

So many evils.

What was that?

I asked them to keep

their voices down.

I was trying to sleep.

Would you like

to feed my birds?

Just as I thought...

you're the only

visitor listed.

So it isn't possible for

anyone else to have gotten in,

not after hours?

We lock the doors

at 9:
00 sharp

for the safety of our

residents, of course.

Anyone who doesn't have

a key card...

Let me go.

Cool it, would you? Knock it off.

Bam! I had Parker

slip me the results

of your friend's

autopsy...

blunt force trauma,

sustained on impact.

No contusions or

defensive wounds found.

Yeah, what about

the computer?

The hard drive

was ionized.

Heads crashed.

What could have

caused that?

Judging from the burn marks

on the internal suppressor,

I'd say a power surge.

A power surge?

Look, Mike, I know

he was your buddy,

but you've seen

the kid's file.

I searched that place

from top to bottom.

Parole violations,

DUIs...

And I couldn't even find a

goddamn bottle of cough syrup.

...court-ordered rehab.

It was just a matter

of time.

You need to take

a step back, bro.

You're getting a little

too close to this thing.

A phone call for you,

Mike, on three.

Take a message.

It's Laura Price.

Thanks.

This is Detective Lyons.

No, I hadn't heard.

Okay, I'm on my way.

What's up?

That was the woman

from the Midnight jury,

- the one I spoke to after the funeral.

- And?

Another juror

was found dead.

I told Miss Price

we lock the doors

at 9:
00 sharp.

After that, no one

comes in or out.

That's Frank's room in the back.

Would you mind

fast-forwarding?

What was that?

It's an old system.

That happens all the time.

Can I get a copy

of this?

Yeah, sure.

O Lord, we commit

the body of this child

to your safekeeping

in eternal flame.

Hey.

Are you hungry?

I'm hungry too.

Come on, let's go.

Oscar?

Hold on.

Sorry, there's no

vacancies.

No, I'm not here

to rent an apartment.

I'm here to see

a friend's place.

Okay, well,

the call box is...

right over there.

I'm here to see

the Palardis apartment.

Okay, I'm gonna tell you

the same thing

that I told

everyone else:

I'm not letting anyone

into his apartment, okay?

Look, I'm not

a reporter, okay?

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