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You and Debbie were best friends.

You went to high school together.

You must have been by Tommy's place

at some point or another.

Now Tommy was moving dope for these guys.

They were in and out of

his apartment all the time.

You expect me to believe you never saw him?

I told you, I don't know anything.

I don't believe you.

I don't believe you!

Can I talk to Christy alone?

Sure.

Come on, Belkin. Let's let the ladies

chat for a few minutes.

I'm gonna turn this off.

It's just us.

What the hell is she doing?

No one needs to hear.

I know you're scared.

Nothing's going to happen to you here.

It's my job to protect you.

Right.

I know what it's like to be afraid.

It's not a nice feeling.

You don't know anything about me.

You're 19, right?

When I was, um...

when I was a few years

younger than you, like 16...

there was something in

my life that I was...

I was really scared of and trying to hide.

And after a while I

couldn't take it anymore.

And I...

I went to my mother and I

told her that I needed help.

And I ended up in a

psychiatric institution.

I was so scared I made myself sick.

I gave myself a nervous breakdown.

And I thought I'd never survive it.

But I did. I did survive it.

And I've learned that being

afraid and hiding things

is a horrible way to live.

I don't want that for you.

I want you to help me find Debbie's killer

so I can protect you from them.

'Cause I don't want you to spend

the rest of your life being afraid.

Okay.

Okay.

- Hi.

- Hi!

I hope my directions didn't confuse you.

Get ready. Here come the dykes.

The backyard is very private.

Just like you wanted.

And it's a sweet

neighborhood. All families.

Which one of you is Mrs. Hester?

I'm Detective Hester.

And you are a friend?

Yeah.

She's my friend.

Yeah, I'm her friend who

is also gonna live here.

I'll just wait outside.

What a b*tch.

It needs a lot of work.

There's plenty of light.

We'll need more closet space, though.

The garage is attached!

And there's enough room for your car

and my truck and my dad's Harley.

You can't bring your dad's motorcycle.

- What?

- No. It's too dangerous.

I don't want to worry about

you every time you go out.

But I... I'll let you get a dog.

You'll let me? You'll let me?

You like it?

Yeah. A lot.

There's no way I can afford this mortgage.

Not even half.

Yeah. I'll take out the loan.

I mean I can do the renovation.

I can paint and drywall.

You can drywall?

Hell yeah.

That's sexy.

So do we have a house?

Yeah. We have a house.

You beat the sh*t out of that!

- Thanks, Mom.

- Of course.

You two are a long way from home.

Okay.

I've got your three forms of ID.

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