 Inlaws, Outlaws
Uniform: DOAs are in the bedroom, names Yvonne and Patrick Ruiz. It's their apartment.
Diane: Who called it in?
Uniform: The Super.
Baldwin: I'll talk to her. (goes into the living room). I'm Detective Jones.
Super: I don't got all day. I got two drains, six light bulbs, and a clogged toilet to deal with.
Baldwin: Lady, two people died in there.
Super: Don't call me 'Lady', all right, pal? I'm just sayin' I got work to do.
Baldwin: Yeah, well, I'm not on vacation here either. Now you and me are gonna talk.
cut to bedroom
Diane: (looking at female victim, who is lying on floor face down, straight out, arms at sides) Shot in the back. Probably runnin' for the door.
Greg: (examining male victim, who is seated in an armchair next to a window) Powder burns on left temple. Stippling. Definitely a contact wound. Bullet exited the head and went through the window. Murder-suicide?
Diane: Looks like.
Greg: (putting on gloves) That's funny how they never do it standin' up. Like fallin's the scary part: Might fall, maybe scrape a knee. (he picks up the gun from where it's lying on the floor near the arm chair the male victim is sitting in) My marriage to Marie was no walk in the park, but, uh, this is takin' it too far. (puts the gun into a plastic baggie)
cut to living room
Baldwin: Yvonne and her husband get along? You ever hear them fight?
Super: Never had any complaints. She was a cute little thing. Smart, too. Don't know what she saw in him.
Baldwin: The officer said it was you who found the bodies.
Super: Got a call from Jill, lives in 6D. Works with Yvonne. She didn't show up today. could I take a look?
Baldwin: Where does she work?
Super: Citiwide Courier. On the radio. Sends people out. Dispatch.
Baldwin: And no one heard anything?
Super: Neighborhood like this? Unless you hear four or five shots you just figure it's a junker backfirin'.
Baldwin: Thank you for your time.
cut back to bedroom
Diane: (to Uniform) After crime scene gets finished, get this computer to Tech. Have them check out the hard drive.
Greg: (indicating a Citiwide jacket thrown over the back of a chair) Look at this!
Baldwin: (just walking in) Super said wife worked dispatch at Citiwide Courier.
(Diane's head snaps around at the information)
Greg: Yeah, isn't that the same place where Harry Denby works?
Diane: (dismissively) Yeah, it's a big company, Greg.
end of scene
Diane: The couple over on East 14th? Preliminary ME report tags it murder-suicide.
Fancy: You have a problem with that?
Diane: Just the wife worked dispatch at Citiwide Courier, same as Harry Denby. I made a call; Denby's been moved to dispatch. Same office as the DOA. Plus, Tech was checking her PC? Sent a printout of her email addresses. (she hands the sheet of paper to Fancy)
Fancy: (reading) hdenby@citiwidecourier.com. They were workin' together. That could explain it. They find any correspondence?
Diane: If there was, she must have deleted it. Tech's still workin' on it. Meantime I left word for Denby.
end of scene
Diane: That's probably off those two messages I left him about the DOA he worked with at Citiwide Courier.
Danny: Diane, I'm not moving in on your case. He asked to talk to me. You want me to see him or not?
Diane: That should be me he's talkin' to.
Danny: The by all means, you go down and talk to him.
Diane: (checking her information and reading it to him) The DOA's name is Yvonne Ruiz. She and her husband look like a murder-suicide. But she's got Denby's email address in her computer.
Danny: (getting up) Got it.
cut to outside
Denby: Thanks for meetin' me.
Danny: Yeah, great, I wouldn't miss it.
Denby: Ooooh, I detect a note of sarcasm?
Danny: It's cold out, Denby.
Denby: A co-worker of mine died today. Yvonne Ruiz. I got a message from Detective Russell. I figured she caught the case?
Danny: So then you also figured you'd talk to me and not Detective Russell.
Denby: Yvonne Ruiz was a very attractive young woman. She came on to me. With my low self-esteem, I can't resist that.
Danny: So, you had an affair, right? What did her husband think?
Denby: Yvonne completely mis-represented her domestic situation. When I found out she was married, I broke it off. But her husband found out.
Danny: She told you that?
Denby: (shakes head) He came to see me. He threatened if I ever laid hands on Yvonne again he'd um - what was it? "Slice my balls off." Very dramatic. Though in hindsight, I guess he did have a violent streak.
Danny: Bein' how he killed her.
Denby: Yeah.
Danny: Y'know I still don't get how come you're talkin' to me if this is Detective Russell's case.
Denby: (somewhat conspiratorially) Come on, Danny. A murder-suicide. Me comin' forth to admit a romantic entanglement? Considering my past with Diane, it could get messy.
Danny: (getting angry) What'st with these veiled comments you're always makin', huh, Denby? Why don't you come out and just say what you mean?
Denby: (mildly) She's your girl now. (Danny's face grows livid) I can't reveal to you any of her mysteries or talents that you haven't already discovered yourself. Although I must admit, with a gorgeous woman like Diane, I am tempted to compare notes.
Danny: (really steaming) I'm not!
Denby: (smiling) Perhaps some other time.
Danny turns and storms away, glancing back once at Denby, who gives him the 'thumbs-up' gesture. The camera focuses on Denby's smiling and satisfied face until the scene changes to back inside the station.
Diane: (to Danny as he sits back down at his desk) What'd Denby have to say?
Danny: (curtly) He was bangin' the DOA.
Diane: (confused) That's it?
Danny: (seething with anger) You mean other than reminiscin' back when you and him used to play bouncy-bouncy?
Diane: (incredulous) And you believed that?
Danny: Whatever, Diane. It doesn't matter.
Diane: (very sarcastically) Oh, it 'doesn't.
Danny: None of my business.
Diane: You know what Danny? GROW UP! (she gets up and walks into the locker room. Danny follows her after a moment)
cut to locker room
Diane: That's an insult, Danny. You really think I'd sleep with someone like Denby?
Danny: I dunno, Diane. All I kept hearing about is how you were still hung up on Bobby.
Diane: (angrily) And you think that was all crap?
Danny: I don't know what I think.
Diane: You're bein' such an asshole, Danny!
Danny: (shouting) I'm an asshole?
Diane: I'm sorry things didn't work out with us. It doesn't give you a license to act like a two-year-old!
Danny: And whatever whatever troubles you've had is no excuse for you actin' any way you want now!
Diane:(incredulous) I don't owe you an explanation.
Danny: Good! Cause I'm not listenin'! (he storms out of the locker room and slams the door behind him)
end of scene
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