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Until we sort things out.

Does she know you're here?

It doesn't matter if she does,

or if she doesn't.

That's not the point.

I'm asking you to stop seeing my wife.

Can you do that?

I can do that.

Wow.

That's great.

Thank you.

I gotta go to Vegas tonight.

Some business meeting tomorrow.

I really don't want to be

worrying about...

you know.

Yeah.

Thank you.

I really appreciate it.

"Need to see you.

Urgent. Bagels."

Uh, four bagels and some

cream cheese, please.

Okay.

Be careful.

They're really hot. Thanks.

Have a good day.

Thanks. Take care.

Hello?

Lennie?

Lennie?

Lennie?

Lennie.

Jesus, God.

Lennie? Wake up!

Come on, come on!

Lennie!

Freeze! Don't move!

Step away from the knife.

Get your hands up!

Sir, back away, now.

I didn't do this.

Get your hands up, now!

Slowly.

Get your hands up.

You gotta listen to me.

On the floor, now!

Listen to me.

Down on the floor!

Listen to me.

Step away from the knife!

On your knees. Now!

Down!

Get your hands up!

Hands up!

Hands up! Higher!

I didn't do this.

Sh*t! Moving in!

He's there!

Hey! Hey!

Drop your weapon!

Oh, he's heading west!

He's heading north.

22nd street. Back alley.

Stop!

Suspect in sight.

Go inside.

I'm heading back.

Hey!

Hey! Police!

Door's sealed!

- I just saw him inside.

- Sh*t!

Clear! Moving in!

You see him anywhere?

He disappeared.

God damn it.

He's gone.

This is 103.

Suspect is gone.

Yeah.

Kim, it's Dad.

Where are you?

I'm at Mom's.

Looking for my yellow sweater.

Are you alone?

Stuart is in Vegas. Why?

I have something to tell you.

Dad?

Dad, what's wrong?

Something terrible has happened.

And I want you

to hear it from me first.

Your mom...

She's dead.

Someone murdered her...

in my apartment.

It looks like I did it.

I don't know why.

I don't know who.

But I'm going to find out.

Listen carefully, Kim.

No matter what anyone says,

don't trust them.

No.

You hear?

I'll find a way to contact you.

But Dad...

Try to be strong.

Dad?

I love you.

Wait.

Sergeant Dotzler,

suspect's name is Bryan Mills.

His?

His.

Not his.

The officers arrived

on the scene because...?

Anonymous call came in,

reported a woman screaming...

"He's killing me.

He's killing me."

Her name is

Lenore St. John.

We sent a car to her address.

It was listed on her license.

Her daughter was there, but her

husband was in Las Vegas on business.

He's, uh, taking

the first flight home.

Any witnesses?

We're canvassing now.

Call came from

an unlisted number.

We're checking out

the cells as well.

Download both of the phones,

correlate the data.

I want to know

when these two people...

spoke, texted, emailed.

Every form of communication.

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