Post by TVFan on Jun 18, 2008 17:34:31 GMT -5
Recap Provided By Cellogal
January 6, 2000
A brunette woman smiles shyly as two other women, presumably her mother and sister, carry in a birthday cake and sing Happy Birthday to her. The woman, Roween, says the cake is beautiful, but she could have done without the candles. There are rather a lot, I notice. “Oh, baloney,” her mother says, reminding Roween that when she was a little kid, she couldn’t wait to blow out the candles. “Back then, there weren’t 30 of them,” Roween says pointedly. Ouch. That’s only a couple years away for me, and my goodness, but that’s a lot of candles. I’m in danger of getting seriously bummed out now, so we’ll just move on. Roween’s sister urges her to make a wish, and Roween thinks for a minute, then gets all 30 candles in one go.
We flash briefly to what appears to be a robbery of some sort, accompanied by Chris Isaak’s “Baby Did A Bad Bad Thing,” and then back to Roween’s living room, where her mother and sister are applauding her powerful lungs. Mom asks Roween what she wished for; Roween protests that she can’t say, or it won’t come true. “Oh, look who likes being the kid now,” her sister teases, and Roween relents, but orders them not to laugh. She wished she’d win the lottery, so she could take a cruise, go on a safari, go to Greece, travel the world…
Her thoughts are briefly interrupted by someone in a mask spray-painting a security camera, and then Roween’s sister tells her that she thinks her wish was perfect. “And now,” she says, handing Roween a large gift bag, “you’ll be ready…for anything.” Roween opens the bag to reveal a pair of very spiffy black high-heeled boots. “And don’t you dare say they aren’t you,” her sister, Terri, orders her. Roween clearly loves them, but protests that Terri can’t afford them. Terri dismisses Roween’s concern with a wave of her hand, saying the store gives her half off.
Another guy in a mask, or possibly the same guy (I can’t tell…they’re wearing masks…) holds a gun on a guy in a suit, who’s frantically opening a safe. Meanwhile, back in the living room, Terri apologizes to Roween for having to leave so soon, then asks her if she’s sure she doesn’t want to come out. Roween says Terri’s sweet, but she has to be at work first thing in the morning. Terri smiles, then kisses Roween and Mom goodbye and heads out.
At what appears to be a bank, a frightened Roween and a blonde raise their hands in response to one of the guys wearing masks, but I can’t, for the life of me, understand what he’s saying. (Again…he’s wearing a mask…). He orders the blonde to get down on the ground, which she does, but Roween remains standing.
A uniformed security guard approaches the teller window to see Roween with a gunshot wound to the chest, slumped against a filing cabinet, while the security alarm rings in the background.
A detective places Roween’s evidence box on the shelf, and…hey, we know that detective! That’s Vera!
Present Day
Vera retrieves a piece of paper from a machine, telling Miller and Jeffries they’ve got something off Teletype. He tells Jeffries and Lilly, who’s walking through the squad room, that there was a robbery at the southeast branch of Emerson Bank. Lilly asks if it was a big heist, and Vera says all told, they took $300,000. Miller asks, with understandable confusion, if this robbery has something to do with a homicide, and Jeffries explains that he and Vera worked a case six years back where a lady teller was killed during a holdup at the same branch. Miller doesn’t see what the big deal is until Jeffries tells her that these guys were wearing Johnny Cash masks, just like six years ago. Well, now that doesn’t happen every day. Vera adds that this crew was armed with pump-action sawed-off shotguns, just like last time. Lilly surmises that if they catch who took down today’s score, they solve the old case. Vera recalls that the victim was a real wallflower type, minding her own business, and Jeffries agrees, saying she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. “Sad,” Miller comments. As Scotty comes in, Vera says that as soon as they shot her, armed robbery became murder one.
“There you are,” Scotty says to Lilly, and she asks if he’s been looking for her. Scotty hasn’t, but some dude on a Harley has. “Oh?” Lilly asks, intrigued. Scotty says the guy’s name is Ray Something-or-other. “Oh,” Lilly replies, with considerably less enthusiasm. This gets the attention of the others, who exchange curious glances and teasing grins. Scotty thinks it must be something personal. Miller looks aghast, and Lilly shoots Scotty a glare. Chastened, Scotty wipes the grin off his face and tries to weasel his way out of it. “Guy on a Harley,” Vera comments with a wink. “Always sexy.” Heh. Jeffries teasingly asks a horrified Lilly if she’s sure there’s nothing she wants to share. There is. Lilly instructs Scotty that, if Ray shows up again, to tell him she’s dead. Scotty frowns slightly, while Lil makes like a banana and splits. Heeee.
Credits.
Evidence warehouse. Lilly, Stillman, and Vera are going through Roween’s box. Lilly gives us the scoop: Roween Ryan, 30 years and three weeks old, killed by a shotgun blast to the chest. Stillman says that the three-member Johnny Cash Crew was never identified. Vera adds that one of them had a nickname: The Hat. Lilly echoes the nickname in confusion, and Vera explains that that’s how one Johnny Cash was overheard referring to another. Guess you need some way to tell them apart. Stillman says that, according to another teller, Darla Dunaway, they were ordered not to press the silent alarm, but Roween did it anyway. Vera comments on her bravery in sticking her neck out for what’s right, and Lilly agrees that you don’t see that every day. Stillman asks about prints, and Vera says there were three lifts, but they never got a hook on them. Lilly says she’ll grab Scotty and go tell Roween’s family they’re reopening the case, and Stillman instructs Vera to take Jeffries and go see what’s what with the FBI. Vera comments on all the fun they’re going to have playing second fiddle to the Feds, and Stillman agrees. “Probably rollin’ out the red carpet as we speak,” he remarks drily. Heh.
Emerson Bank. Jeffries and Vera have located Darla, the blonde teller, and ask her about the first robbery. Darla says she was a teller back then, and got her start at the window next to Roween’s and worked her way up to Branch Manager. She says bitterly that today is her one-month anniversary, and they’re supposed to have cake. “Instead, you got robbed,” Vera observes, and Darla says it was déjà vu: three men in Johnny Cash masks who overpowered the security guard half an hour before opening. Vera asks Darla if there’s anything she can tell them; maybe something one of the robbers said, and Darla says there was just a lot of yelling. Jeffries asks if any other details made an impression. Darla sighs, starts to get a wee bit emotional, and says she wasn’t going to do this, and Vera kindly offers her a seat. She says it’s flimsy, but she think she sort of got a look at one of them. Jeffries thought they were wearing masks, and Darla agrees, but says the one who held the gun on her was wearing a skull ring on his pinky, and she recognized it. She continues, saying that about two weeks before the first robbery, a man wearing that ring came in. Darla remembers, she says, because the guy went to Roween’s window instead of hers. At Jeffries’ frown of confusion, she admits to being sort of competitive in those days.
Emerson Bank, where The Dixie Chicks’ “Cowboy Take Me Away” plays. Darla smiles as she finishes her transaction with a customer, then calls, “Next.” A guy in a black leather jacket glances up, but then heads for Roween’s window, much to Darla’s displeasure. He asks her for a $50 cashier’s check, and she tells him there’s a $2 service charge. He thinks for a second, then agrees, saying Roween’s worth it. At her blank look, he grins and tells her he was just joking, which gets him a smile. He hands her the $2, and then asks her if she enjoys romance and adventure. She’s confused until he points out her copy of Gone With The Wind. She’s slightly embarrassed, but smiles and says she likes everything. He asks her about a decent place to eat lunch around here, and she directs him to the Soft Shoe Café, a little eatery up the street, saying she goes there all the time. He remembers it being an art deco place, and she agrees, telling him it’s been there since the forties and makes her feel like she stepped into one of those old-time movie pictures, and that they’re known for their pastrami sandwich. He asks if he should sit at the fountain or a booth. “Fountain,” Roween replies quickly, and tells him to make sure to treat himself to the velvet ice cream for dessert. Darla approaches suddenly and asks Roween if she can borrow a scrunchie. Roween looks perplexed, but agrees, and while she’s looking for it, Darla checks out the guy and notices that he’s wearing a skull ring on his pinky. I read a list once of Men To Avoid, and Men Who Wear Pinky Rings was definitely on that list. Roween locates the scrunchie and gives it to Darla, who proclaims her a doll, then invites her to come dancing with them at The Zebra tonight. “Oh, and bring your cutie-pie friend,” she instructs, with a flirtatious glance at Pinky Ring Man. I don’t know, but I think guys who wear black leather jackets are automatically excluded from being called “cutie-pie,” and apparently Pinky Ring Man agrees with me, judging from the look he gives Darla. Roween gives him a form to sign, which he does. “Pastrami, huh?” he asks, as she hands him the cashier’s check, and she smiles and nods, and he takes off. Darla leans over and proclaims the guy “almost hot, in a bad-boy sort of way,” then asks Roween if she saw the skull ring he was wearing. Apparently Darla hasn’t read that list. Roween says she didn’t notice, she just thought he was nice. I don’t know, Row, but I think guys who wear black leather jackets are also exempt from being called “nice.” Darla asks what his name is, and she glances down at the form he signed. “Julious,” she says with a smile. Julious? That wasn’t gonna be my first guess, I’ll tell you that much. Darla wants to know his last name, and Roween reminds Darla that she can’t tell her that. Darla pouts for a minute, then goes back to helping customers.
Darla says that when she saw that skull ring today, she knew it had to be Julious. Vera asks if she ever learned his last name; she didn’t, saying that, for her, it was always about one-upping Roween, and admits to being pretty awful back then. Jeffries tells her that maybe she’s making up for it now.
Ryan home. Roween’s mom, Mary, escorts Lilly and Scotty into a very lacy, old-fashioned looking bedroom, complete with a quilt and ruffly pillows, and explains that this is Roween’s bedroom, still exactly as she left it. “It’s nice,” Scotty comments. Hee. Mary tells him not to let Terri hear him say that. Lilly asks if Terri is her other daughter, and Mary explains that Terri thinks she should start using the room for something else, to help her move on; she says different strokes. Scotty picks up framed photo of two little girls and asks if they’re her daughters, and Mary says she always loved that picture, with their faces smushed up against one another. Lilly says there are two kinds of sisters, and surmises that these were the kind that get along. Scotty rolls his eyes slightly, clearly thinking what I am: is she still on that? Oblivious to the Leftover Partner Drama, Mary explains that Roween was shy and loved to read, and Terri was more the glamour girl. Scotty asks Mary if her daughters always lived at home, and Mary says Terri didn’t; the boys were crazy for her, and she couldn’t wait to leave, but says tactfully that Roween’s calendar wasn’t as full, which is why the timing of her death was so tragic. Lilly assumes Mary means that Roween never had a chance to find someone special, but Mary thinks she had found someone, saying she even heard her gushing on the phone one night, and says Roween was in love.
Dining room, where we hear “Nothing But Your Lovin’ Will Do” by Jo Linder. Roween’s on the phone, saying she read the biography, and insisting that June adored Johnny, and he never would have survived without her. She laughs, then looks up to notice Mary lurking outside the doorway, and Roween asks her what she’s doing. She awkwardly says she was getting some tea, then comes into the kitchen to do just that. Roween tells the guy on the phone that she has to go, and says yes, it’s on for Friday at 8:30, then says goodbye and hangs up. Mary asks, with elaborate casualness, who Roween was talking to, and she says it was no one, just a friend. Mary doesn’t give up easily, asking Roween where this friend is taking her on Friday night. Roween deftly changes the subject and asks Mary if she’s lost weight, and then Terri comes in to kiss them goodbye and says she’s off. Mary stops her and tells her that Roween was on the phone with a man. At Terri’s “really?” Mary says she has a sneaky idea that Terri knows exactly who it is. Terri tries the same “Mom, have you lost weight?” trick, and Mary launches into an unbelievably skilled guilt trip about how she was in labor for eighteen hours with them, and now, when it’s time to reap the small joys of motherhood, this mother gets cut out. The girls are clearly unmoved, as Terri slips out without a word, and Roween waves goodbye to her. Mary smiles fondly at Roween.
Lilly says it sounds like the girls could keep a secret, and Mary says they were thick as thieves. Scotty consults his notebook and asks if the June and Johnny Roween referred to were June Carter and Johnny Cash, and Mary says Johnny Cash was one of Roween’s favorites. Lilly points out that the bank robbers wore Johnny Cash masks, and Mary marvels at the coincidence. Lilly also reminds Mary that Roween said something about 8:30 on Friday, and Scotty informs her that the bank was robbed at 8:30 on the dot. Mary looks perplexed, and Lilly asks her if the girls ever told her who that guy was that Roween was supposed to meet at 8:30, and Mary says that it took some doing, but the guy’s name was Julious. See? What did I tell you about men who wear pinky rings?
Street. Jeffries walks with Miller and, as she fishes out a cigarette, comments that she’s been smoking them up pretty good today. Miller tells him it’s a delightful little addiction she picked up in Narcotics. “Where you got shot,” Jeffries surmises. She stares at him for a moment, then guesses word really does get around. He says he heard it was in Fishtown, and she finally tells the story: she and her partner were undercover, a guy stopped in to make a buy and figured out they were cops, but instead of walking away… “He started blasting,” Jeffries surmises, and Miller says he got her in the leg, and her partner took him out. Jeffries reminds her it was a good shooting, but Miller protests that she hesitated. At Jeffries’ curious glance, she explains that it wasn’t long after that shooting in New York, where a black guy reached into his coat and pulled out a wallet instead of a gun. Jeffries guesses she had that on her mind, and didn’t want to make the same mistake. “And now I got a pack-a-day habit tryin’ to get my head around that,” she concludes, then shoves the cigarette back in the pack and sticks the pack in her coat pocket.
Shoe store. Terri says she still doesn’t believe it, insisting Roween was a perfect citizen, not a crook. Jeffries reminds Terri that Mary said they were close and kept secrets, but Terri says not about bank robberies. Miller asks if Roween told her about Julious, and Terri says it still blows her away. Jeffries asks what she means, and she says she met the guy. Miller asks her when, and Terri says that two weeks before she died, Roween ran into Julious at lunch, and he asked her for drinks that night. “And you went along?” Jeffries asks, and Terri explains that Roween was nervous, and she really wanted Terri to meet him, saying the guy was kinda rock ‘n roll looking, but nice. Jeffries asks if he was, in fact, nice, and Terri say she was the perfect gentleman.
Bar, where we hear Train’s “Meet Virginia.” Roween and Julious are sitting in a booth when Terri comes up and joins them, saying, “Soft Shoe Café; who knew?” Roween says she’s never been there at night, then introduces Terri to Julious, who warns her about his pal, saying he’ll bet anything he hits on Terri as soon as he brings the drinks. Julious says he loves the guy, but he “ain’t the best.” “And you are,” Terri says, and Julious grins and says he’s the one you’ve got to watch out for, then says he’s just joking. I dunno…he’s still wearing that pinky ring, so he’s still on my list of Men To Avoid. Terri politely tells Julious that he’s classier than a lot of the guys she’s been out with lately. “About ready to lock myself up with one of your books, Row,” she jokes. “Lonesome, but never lonely, right?” Julious is curious, and Roween explains that Terri teases her about curling up with a book instead of going out Saturday nights, and often asks her if she’s lonely. Terri finishes the anecdote, saying Roween claims to be lonesome, but never lonely. And at this point, if we weren’t already convinced, I’d think this right here would be Exhibit A on why you should never bring your sister along with you on a date. Julious says he’s like that when he’s working on his car; he could spend a whole weekend by himself. He grins then and says it gives him time to dream up his highwire act. Roween says she’s not against a little danger herself, which is patently obvious by the fact that she brought her sister along on her date. Julious’s friend comes up then, triumphantly announcing the arrival of cocktails, and asking who’s parched. Terri is clearly not impressed by this guy’s vast amounts of charm, and he cements her opinion (and mine, for that matter), when he warns Julious to point out which sister is his date, or else he’ll make a run on them both. I’m not sure if Men Who Hit On Two Sisters Simultaneously is on that list of Men To Avoid, but if not, it should be. It must be, and it seems that Terri has read it, because she says she’s Terri, and she’s leaving. “The Hat strikes again,” Julious remarks. Okay, Men Named For Headgear should also be on the list.
“Okay, so what happened?” a clearly bamboozled Terri asks the detectives. “He gets his hooks in her, she helps him rob the bank, and then he kills her?” Kat says they’re working on that. Terri asks if the guy she met was a bank robber, too, and Jeffries points out that Julious called him The Hat, so it sounds like it was. See? What did I tell you about Men To Avoid? Terri laughs and says that The Hat wanted her to go dancing with him. Miller looks surprised, and Terri elaborates, saying he chased her outside and said he was a bouncer at what sounds like the Layback Club, and that they’d get right in. Jeffries remembers that this particular club was a hot spot for a while, and Kat realizes that the club is still open, so maybe The Hat is still bouncing. “Maybe The Hat Is Still Bouncing” has got to be the best out-of-context quote in quite a while.
Club. The bartender says he doesn’t know anybody who goes by that nickname, but the guy they’re talking about sounds like Rick Carver. Vera asks if Rick was the muscle around there, and the bartender says he was until yesterday, when he retired. Vera’s surprised at this, saying Rick must be a little young to retire, and the bartender, who wants to be Bono in the worst way imaginable, explains that Rick’s Bon Voyage party was yesterday, and he bought drinks for the whole bar. Bono the Bartender says the bar tab was sick, and Vera asks why Bono had to comp him so he could pay the tab (or something similar; I’m not sure what exactly Vera asks). Bono says he was leery, but Rick flashed him a wad of hundreds. Vera asks Bono if Rick told him where the money came from, and Bono feeds him some cock-and-bull story about Rick’s granny dying and leaving him a big inheritance. At Vera’s skeptical look, Bono looks genuinely mystified, and asks, “What? That’s not what happened?” Heh. “No,” Vera says. Bono asks what Rick did, stick up a gas station? “Bank,” Vera replies. Bono can’t believe it at first, but then says that’s why Julious was so mad last night. Vera asks who Julious is, and Bono says he’s Rick’s brother; he came in toward the end of the night and was chewing Rick out, but Bono admits to being too drunk to know what was going on. Dang. That’s a flashback I’d like to see…Pinky Ring Man yelling at The Hat through the eyes of Drunk Bono. Vera surmises that Julious was mad at Rick for burning through the wad of hundreds, and Bono admits that this makes sense. Vera informs Bono, whose real name is Ivan, that he needs those hundreds so he can run the serial numbers through the bank. Ivan asks Vera how many he needs, hoping the answer is one, but Vera says he needs all of them. “Crap,” Ivan says, as he goes to the cash drawer, and Vera just gives him a little smirk.
Apartment. SWAT guys bust open the door, and Scotty and Lilly charge in, guns drawn, to find The Hat, who…oh, for the love of all that is good and decent…seems to be missing every last stitch of his clothing but a little pair of tighty whities. This is way, WAY more of The Hat than I ever want to see. Seriously. Why is it that the good-looking ones on this show are always fully dressed, but guys like The Hat are hanging out in their underwear? Anyway, Scotty orders The Hat on his feet, and he obliges while protesting that this is unconstitutional. Lilly asks him if he’s Rick Carver, and he confirms it, then asks what it’s about. Scotty informs Rick about the robbery, and he denies it. “Your brother Julious, too,” Lilly adds, and he protests that it’s a case of mistaken identity. “Yeah? We’ll see about that,” Scotty says, and grabs the cell phone from Rick’s hand. The Hat petulantly orders Scotty to not be grabbing that; he just got that phone. A uniformed officer handcuffs Rick while Lilly informs him that they’re going to take his prints and run them against that first bank job he pulled, then tells him he’s going down, as the uniformed officer makes the point by lowering Rick to a sitting position on the sofa.
Meanwhile, Scotty’s having fun with the phone. “Looks like you were kickin’ butt in Text Twister,” he says cheerfully. Maybe THAT’S the best out-of-context quote of the episode. Rick rolls his eyes and says he wants a lawyer, but Lilly points out that a lawyer won’t do him much good, not after he spent all the bank loot buying drinks last night. Scotty says that they don’t care about the robberies, since Feds will bust Rick for that; they’re here because Rick killed the teller, Roween Ryan. Rick says he didn’t shoot that girl, and Lilly asks who did: his brother, after he tricked Roween into helping Rick? Scotty observes that Julious sounds even lower than Rick, and Rick protests that Julious never tricked anybody; he was square with Roween way before they ever hit that bank.
Rick’s apartment. Everclear’s “Wonderful” accompanies the game of Monopoly that Rick and another guy are playing, while Julious serves Roween coffee at the kitchen table. “We’re havin’ fun together, right?” he asks her, and she agrees, saying that these two weeks have been a ball. Julious then grins flirtatiously and asks her if she wants to go to Tahiti with him. At first she tells him not to joke, but then realizes that he’s serious. She then protests that she hasn’t even stayed over yet, and Julious says he’d like for them to wait on that until they get to Tahiti, after a walk on the beach at sunset. She laughs, then tells him he sure knows how to sweep a girl off her feet. Julious then says he needs to tell her the rest. Oh, that is NEVER a good sign. Roween says the suspense is killing her, and Julious then proceeds with his next uber-romantic gesture: he tells her he wants to rob her bank on Friday, and he wants her to help him do it. Roween smiles and asks him if this is one of his jokes, then says she doesn’t get it. Julious explains that the boys are in it with him, and Roween realizes he’s not fooling around. Julious tells her that the bank robbery is the highwire act he’s been talking about, and Roween protests that he can’t rob a bank. Julious is clearly prepared for her to object, and he tells her nobody will get hurt, and reminds her that she knows herself that all that money is insured. They stare at each other for a minute, and then Julious turns on the charm, telling her that he used to visit this elderly lady, Mary, who claimed to be on her last legs, and one day, he says, he asked her if she had any regrets. She had one: she played it too safe, and told Julious that as long as he didn’t hurt anyone, go and have the time of his life, because before you know it, you’ll be eighty-seven, blah blah blah, and I cannot BELIEVE Roween is falling for this, but she is. Fortunately, Julious’s sob story/guilt trip/pile of crap is interrupted by The Hat gloating about being undefeated at Monopoly. Annnnd Men Who Gloat About Winning At Monopoly just got added to the list. Not to mention Men Who Make Up Stories About Dying Old Women To Get Their Girlfriends To Be Accessories To Crimes. The other guy glares at Roween, and she tells Julious that the way he stares, it’s like he has it out for her. Julious tells her not to worry about Phil, then goes back to his Sob Story Guilt Trip, reminding Roween that they’re not getting any younger. She’s silent for a minute, then asks how it would work.
Lilly asks The Hat who Phil is, and he says it was Phil Jorgenson, and Rick wasn’t real big on him, but he was an old-time pal of Julious’s. Scotty asks him if he’s saying Phil shot Roween, and Phil says his brother fell on his face for that girl. He says Julious wasn’t going to hurt her, and Rick says she was his bro’s lady, then tells the detectives to do the math. Meanwhile, I’m trying to wrap my mind around the fact that someone who looks like Julious could be related to someone who looks like The Hat. Because Julious may not be the best looking guy in the world, but he’s definitely a lot better looking than the Hat. Anyway, Lilly asks him where the other two are, and Rick doesn’t know. “Man, bro,” Scotty says, “you were doin’ so good, too.” He starts scrolling through the numbers on Rick’s phone, saying it doesn’t matter much. “Jackie…Jake…Julious,” he says with a triumphant grin. Busted.
Exterior, PPD. Lilly, Stillman, and Scotty are all walking out together, and Lilly tells Stillman the FBI called, saying they get Rick’s phone back in the morning. Stillman suggests using it to call Julious first thing. Scotty gripes that this gives Julious a head start while they sit around for twelve hours. Stillman instructs Scotty to let the Feds have it; it’s a bank robbery, so it’s their baby. “Yup,” Scotty agrees, and Stillman bids them good night. Scotty tells Lilly he’ll see her tomorrow, then spots something out of the corner of his eye and grins slightly. “Yo…heads up,” he tells Lilly, as Ray, a/k/a/Dude On A Harley, pulls up to the curb. “Oh, crap,” Lilly says, as she goes even paler than normal. Scotty asks her if she wants him to take care of it, but Ray takes his helmet off, runs his fingers through his hair, and fixes his eyes on Lilly, and she says she’s good. Yeah, I’ll say. That “almost hot, in a bad-boy sort of way” description from earlier certainly applies, although I think maybe we can leave off the “almost” part. “Gotta deal with him sooner or later,” Lil tells Scotty, then starts toward Ray. Scotty watches her, his expression this adorable mixture of amusement and concern. Meanwhile, over by the Harley, Lilly and Ray say hi to each other, Lilly with this gorgeous smile that we don’t see often enough, then sighs and climbs onto the back of his bike. She straps on a helmet that doesn’t quite fit and waves goodbye to Scotty, who’s still watching her, half entertained and half worried. It’s pretty adorable.
Stillman’s office, where he’s working on some paperwork. Miller comes in and tells him Rick’s prints matched up, and he’s good for both bank jobs. Stillman asks her what she’s got on the brother, and she says Julious Carver is the younger of the two, and did a stint for burglary. “Okay, let’s make the call,” Stillman says, and Miller hands him Rick’s phone and says they’re on it. Stillman dials the number, and we cut to what looks like a hotel room, where Julious is primping in the mirror. He answers the phone with a “where the hell you been?” “Julious,” Stillman says, and Julious asks who this is. Stillman identifies himself and tells him they’ve got Rick. When Julious is silent, Stillman asks him if he’s still there. He is. Stillman then tells Julious they need to talk. “About what?” he asks, and Stillman tells him it’s about the murder of Roween Ryan, saying Rick claims that he didn’t shoot her. Julious confirms it, and Stillman says he needs to come in and tell them that. Julious tries to wrap his mind around the fact that Stillman wants him to turn himself in, and Stillman asks Julious if he wants to see Rick get lethal injection. Julious tells Stillman to keep dreaming, because he’s not doing it. “Unless…it was you who shot Roween,” Stillman continues, unfazed, and asks Julious if that’s what happened. Julious tells Stillman that if they were face to face, he’d take a swing at him, insisting that Stillman not talk to him about Roween, to not tell him about sleepless nights. Stillman asks Julious if he’s saying he was in love with Roween, and Julious says it was so much that he decided he could run from his old life and start new.
Fire escape. Roween’s standing there in her brand-new boots while Faith Hill’s “Breathe” plays, and then Julious crawls through the window and asks her if she wants to come inside since it’s cold, and she says she’s trying to break in the boots. Julious asks if those are the ones her sister gave her, and she nods, but says they just don’t feel right. Julious tells her that maybe she should take them off, but she says she wants to get them ready so she can wear them on Friday. She pauses briefly, then tells him she’s starting to worry that she won’t show up. Julious tells her he’s been thinking about Friday, then suggests that they call it off. She laughs nervously, and he says it doesn’t feel right. She asks him if he’s serious; he nods, and then she asks him about Tahiti, since she knows how he wants to go, but he’s got something better for her: their own personal adventure, right here in Philly. Why am I suddenly a bit suspicious? Oh, right. Because he’s Pinky Ring Man. Roween’s not suspicious, though, she’s just really relieved. He grins at her, and she prattles on about how it’s been so perfect ever since he walked into the bank, like she’s down at the shore and getting swept up by the tide, and he says it’s been the same for him, but now they can catch their breath. She smiles adoringly, then asks what about the others. Julious says to not worry about them; he’ll tell them they’re not doing it. Roween grins again, and he says he has one request: he doesn’t want to wait anymore. Roween’s clearly a goner, and they smile at each other, then kiss.
Julious tells Stillman he tried to call it off, but Phil nixed it. Stillman surmises that this Phil is a scary guy, and Julious says Phil is not someone you say no to. Stillman suggests to Julious that maybe it’s time to break free of him, and Julious agrees, then offers to tell Stillman where Phil is.
Squad room. Lilly walks in, and to her utter horror, she sees Ray sitting there telling Scotty that someone or something “hums like you wouldn’t believe.” Scotty’s intrigued, and as Lilly’s expression grows more and more horrified, Ray tells Scotty that he “oughta take her out sometime.” Scotty says, with a slightly sheepish grin, that he’s not sure that’s the wisest thing, and that’s when Lilly storms up, demanding to know what’s not the wisest. Scotty greets her casually, and Ray explains that he was just telling Scotty that he needs a bike.
Hmmm…Scotty with a bike. I could see it. Lilly wants to talk to Ray, in private, and he shrugs at Scotty and saunters his way into the interview room behind her.
Interview room. In her icy, interrogating-a-suspect tone, Lilly demands to know what Ray was saying out there. “Nothin’,” Ray says innocently. She asks Ray if he told Scotty about last night, and Ray denies it. “Did he ask?” Lilly demands. “Yeah, he did,” Ray answers with a slight laugh. Oh, I’ll bet he did. Lilly sighs and shakes her head, and Ray fixes her with the do-me eyes and tells her to come here. She refuses. Undaunted, he goes around to her side of the table, telling her to kiss him, and she laughs and tells him to forget it. He finally gives up and tells her that he’s the one who should be mad. Lilly clearly doesn’t agree, and he accuses Lilly of taking a page from his playbook: he woke up this morning, and she was gone. Lilly reminds him that she has a job, then turns the tables, telling him she thought he’d be on the road by now. “Nope,” he says flirtatiously, and she asks him if he doesn’t have to clock in. “Not today,” he replies. She asks him if he’s still fixing those custom bikes, and he’ll do one better: now he’s the boss. Ray smiles proudly and says that’s why he wanted to see her. “Oh?” she says, with this adorable little “I’m smitten” look. They gaze at each other for a second, and Ray asks her what she thinks about that. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door, and she gazes at him all the way to answering it. It’s Scotty, telling Lilly somewhat uncomfortably that Boss is looking for her. She says she needs another minute, and Scotty asks what he should tell Stillman. “That I need a minute,” Lilly says, somewhat peevishly, then shuts the door and goes back to gazing at Ray. He concludes that she’s gotta go. “In a sec,” she replies. Ray nods, is silent for a moment, then asks her why she doesn’t just ditch work. Um, Ray? Do you know Lilly Rush at ALL? He suggests that they just go for a ride, and she looks tempted for a moment, then shakes her head no. “So that’s it, huh?” she asks, then says she’s sorry, but she can’t, and Boss is calling. She starts to leave, but Ray tells her she did everything she said she was going to do: made murder cop, and he says he’s proud of her. Awww. He then guesses that things change, and Lilly looks slightly sad at this revelation of his. Ray says he’s in town for one more night, but apparently, no dice. She opens the door for him and says goodbye, and he leaves reluctantly. She shuts the door, leans against it, and sighs
January 6, 2000
A brunette woman smiles shyly as two other women, presumably her mother and sister, carry in a birthday cake and sing Happy Birthday to her. The woman, Roween, says the cake is beautiful, but she could have done without the candles. There are rather a lot, I notice. “Oh, baloney,” her mother says, reminding Roween that when she was a little kid, she couldn’t wait to blow out the candles. “Back then, there weren’t 30 of them,” Roween says pointedly. Ouch. That’s only a couple years away for me, and my goodness, but that’s a lot of candles. I’m in danger of getting seriously bummed out now, so we’ll just move on. Roween’s sister urges her to make a wish, and Roween thinks for a minute, then gets all 30 candles in one go.
We flash briefly to what appears to be a robbery of some sort, accompanied by Chris Isaak’s “Baby Did A Bad Bad Thing,” and then back to Roween’s living room, where her mother and sister are applauding her powerful lungs. Mom asks Roween what she wished for; Roween protests that she can’t say, or it won’t come true. “Oh, look who likes being the kid now,” her sister teases, and Roween relents, but orders them not to laugh. She wished she’d win the lottery, so she could take a cruise, go on a safari, go to Greece, travel the world…
Her thoughts are briefly interrupted by someone in a mask spray-painting a security camera, and then Roween’s sister tells her that she thinks her wish was perfect. “And now,” she says, handing Roween a large gift bag, “you’ll be ready…for anything.” Roween opens the bag to reveal a pair of very spiffy black high-heeled boots. “And don’t you dare say they aren’t you,” her sister, Terri, orders her. Roween clearly loves them, but protests that Terri can’t afford them. Terri dismisses Roween’s concern with a wave of her hand, saying the store gives her half off.
Another guy in a mask, or possibly the same guy (I can’t tell…they’re wearing masks…) holds a gun on a guy in a suit, who’s frantically opening a safe. Meanwhile, back in the living room, Terri apologizes to Roween for having to leave so soon, then asks her if she’s sure she doesn’t want to come out. Roween says Terri’s sweet, but she has to be at work first thing in the morning. Terri smiles, then kisses Roween and Mom goodbye and heads out.
At what appears to be a bank, a frightened Roween and a blonde raise their hands in response to one of the guys wearing masks, but I can’t, for the life of me, understand what he’s saying. (Again…he’s wearing a mask…). He orders the blonde to get down on the ground, which she does, but Roween remains standing.
A uniformed security guard approaches the teller window to see Roween with a gunshot wound to the chest, slumped against a filing cabinet, while the security alarm rings in the background.
A detective places Roween’s evidence box on the shelf, and…hey, we know that detective! That’s Vera!
Present Day
Vera retrieves a piece of paper from a machine, telling Miller and Jeffries they’ve got something off Teletype. He tells Jeffries and Lilly, who’s walking through the squad room, that there was a robbery at the southeast branch of Emerson Bank. Lilly asks if it was a big heist, and Vera says all told, they took $300,000. Miller asks, with understandable confusion, if this robbery has something to do with a homicide, and Jeffries explains that he and Vera worked a case six years back where a lady teller was killed during a holdup at the same branch. Miller doesn’t see what the big deal is until Jeffries tells her that these guys were wearing Johnny Cash masks, just like six years ago. Well, now that doesn’t happen every day. Vera adds that this crew was armed with pump-action sawed-off shotguns, just like last time. Lilly surmises that if they catch who took down today’s score, they solve the old case. Vera recalls that the victim was a real wallflower type, minding her own business, and Jeffries agrees, saying she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. “Sad,” Miller comments. As Scotty comes in, Vera says that as soon as they shot her, armed robbery became murder one.
“There you are,” Scotty says to Lilly, and she asks if he’s been looking for her. Scotty hasn’t, but some dude on a Harley has. “Oh?” Lilly asks, intrigued. Scotty says the guy’s name is Ray Something-or-other. “Oh,” Lilly replies, with considerably less enthusiasm. This gets the attention of the others, who exchange curious glances and teasing grins. Scotty thinks it must be something personal. Miller looks aghast, and Lilly shoots Scotty a glare. Chastened, Scotty wipes the grin off his face and tries to weasel his way out of it. “Guy on a Harley,” Vera comments with a wink. “Always sexy.” Heh. Jeffries teasingly asks a horrified Lilly if she’s sure there’s nothing she wants to share. There is. Lilly instructs Scotty that, if Ray shows up again, to tell him she’s dead. Scotty frowns slightly, while Lil makes like a banana and splits. Heeee.
Credits.
Evidence warehouse. Lilly, Stillman, and Vera are going through Roween’s box. Lilly gives us the scoop: Roween Ryan, 30 years and three weeks old, killed by a shotgun blast to the chest. Stillman says that the three-member Johnny Cash Crew was never identified. Vera adds that one of them had a nickname: The Hat. Lilly echoes the nickname in confusion, and Vera explains that that’s how one Johnny Cash was overheard referring to another. Guess you need some way to tell them apart. Stillman says that, according to another teller, Darla Dunaway, they were ordered not to press the silent alarm, but Roween did it anyway. Vera comments on her bravery in sticking her neck out for what’s right, and Lilly agrees that you don’t see that every day. Stillman asks about prints, and Vera says there were three lifts, but they never got a hook on them. Lilly says she’ll grab Scotty and go tell Roween’s family they’re reopening the case, and Stillman instructs Vera to take Jeffries and go see what’s what with the FBI. Vera comments on all the fun they’re going to have playing second fiddle to the Feds, and Stillman agrees. “Probably rollin’ out the red carpet as we speak,” he remarks drily. Heh.
Emerson Bank. Jeffries and Vera have located Darla, the blonde teller, and ask her about the first robbery. Darla says she was a teller back then, and got her start at the window next to Roween’s and worked her way up to Branch Manager. She says bitterly that today is her one-month anniversary, and they’re supposed to have cake. “Instead, you got robbed,” Vera observes, and Darla says it was déjà vu: three men in Johnny Cash masks who overpowered the security guard half an hour before opening. Vera asks Darla if there’s anything she can tell them; maybe something one of the robbers said, and Darla says there was just a lot of yelling. Jeffries asks if any other details made an impression. Darla sighs, starts to get a wee bit emotional, and says she wasn’t going to do this, and Vera kindly offers her a seat. She says it’s flimsy, but she think she sort of got a look at one of them. Jeffries thought they were wearing masks, and Darla agrees, but says the one who held the gun on her was wearing a skull ring on his pinky, and she recognized it. She continues, saying that about two weeks before the first robbery, a man wearing that ring came in. Darla remembers, she says, because the guy went to Roween’s window instead of hers. At Jeffries’ frown of confusion, she admits to being sort of competitive in those days.
Emerson Bank, where The Dixie Chicks’ “Cowboy Take Me Away” plays. Darla smiles as she finishes her transaction with a customer, then calls, “Next.” A guy in a black leather jacket glances up, but then heads for Roween’s window, much to Darla’s displeasure. He asks her for a $50 cashier’s check, and she tells him there’s a $2 service charge. He thinks for a second, then agrees, saying Roween’s worth it. At her blank look, he grins and tells her he was just joking, which gets him a smile. He hands her the $2, and then asks her if she enjoys romance and adventure. She’s confused until he points out her copy of Gone With The Wind. She’s slightly embarrassed, but smiles and says she likes everything. He asks her about a decent place to eat lunch around here, and she directs him to the Soft Shoe Café, a little eatery up the street, saying she goes there all the time. He remembers it being an art deco place, and she agrees, telling him it’s been there since the forties and makes her feel like she stepped into one of those old-time movie pictures, and that they’re known for their pastrami sandwich. He asks if he should sit at the fountain or a booth. “Fountain,” Roween replies quickly, and tells him to make sure to treat himself to the velvet ice cream for dessert. Darla approaches suddenly and asks Roween if she can borrow a scrunchie. Roween looks perplexed, but agrees, and while she’s looking for it, Darla checks out the guy and notices that he’s wearing a skull ring on his pinky. I read a list once of Men To Avoid, and Men Who Wear Pinky Rings was definitely on that list. Roween locates the scrunchie and gives it to Darla, who proclaims her a doll, then invites her to come dancing with them at The Zebra tonight. “Oh, and bring your cutie-pie friend,” she instructs, with a flirtatious glance at Pinky Ring Man. I don’t know, but I think guys who wear black leather jackets are automatically excluded from being called “cutie-pie,” and apparently Pinky Ring Man agrees with me, judging from the look he gives Darla. Roween gives him a form to sign, which he does. “Pastrami, huh?” he asks, as she hands him the cashier’s check, and she smiles and nods, and he takes off. Darla leans over and proclaims the guy “almost hot, in a bad-boy sort of way,” then asks Roween if she saw the skull ring he was wearing. Apparently Darla hasn’t read that list. Roween says she didn’t notice, she just thought he was nice. I don’t know, Row, but I think guys who wear black leather jackets are also exempt from being called “nice.” Darla asks what his name is, and she glances down at the form he signed. “Julious,” she says with a smile. Julious? That wasn’t gonna be my first guess, I’ll tell you that much. Darla wants to know his last name, and Roween reminds Darla that she can’t tell her that. Darla pouts for a minute, then goes back to helping customers.
Darla says that when she saw that skull ring today, she knew it had to be Julious. Vera asks if she ever learned his last name; she didn’t, saying that, for her, it was always about one-upping Roween, and admits to being pretty awful back then. Jeffries tells her that maybe she’s making up for it now.
Ryan home. Roween’s mom, Mary, escorts Lilly and Scotty into a very lacy, old-fashioned looking bedroom, complete with a quilt and ruffly pillows, and explains that this is Roween’s bedroom, still exactly as she left it. “It’s nice,” Scotty comments. Hee. Mary tells him not to let Terri hear him say that. Lilly asks if Terri is her other daughter, and Mary explains that Terri thinks she should start using the room for something else, to help her move on; she says different strokes. Scotty picks up framed photo of two little girls and asks if they’re her daughters, and Mary says she always loved that picture, with their faces smushed up against one another. Lilly says there are two kinds of sisters, and surmises that these were the kind that get along. Scotty rolls his eyes slightly, clearly thinking what I am: is she still on that? Oblivious to the Leftover Partner Drama, Mary explains that Roween was shy and loved to read, and Terri was more the glamour girl. Scotty asks Mary if her daughters always lived at home, and Mary says Terri didn’t; the boys were crazy for her, and she couldn’t wait to leave, but says tactfully that Roween’s calendar wasn’t as full, which is why the timing of her death was so tragic. Lilly assumes Mary means that Roween never had a chance to find someone special, but Mary thinks she had found someone, saying she even heard her gushing on the phone one night, and says Roween was in love.
Dining room, where we hear “Nothing But Your Lovin’ Will Do” by Jo Linder. Roween’s on the phone, saying she read the biography, and insisting that June adored Johnny, and he never would have survived without her. She laughs, then looks up to notice Mary lurking outside the doorway, and Roween asks her what she’s doing. She awkwardly says she was getting some tea, then comes into the kitchen to do just that. Roween tells the guy on the phone that she has to go, and says yes, it’s on for Friday at 8:30, then says goodbye and hangs up. Mary asks, with elaborate casualness, who Roween was talking to, and she says it was no one, just a friend. Mary doesn’t give up easily, asking Roween where this friend is taking her on Friday night. Roween deftly changes the subject and asks Mary if she’s lost weight, and then Terri comes in to kiss them goodbye and says she’s off. Mary stops her and tells her that Roween was on the phone with a man. At Terri’s “really?” Mary says she has a sneaky idea that Terri knows exactly who it is. Terri tries the same “Mom, have you lost weight?” trick, and Mary launches into an unbelievably skilled guilt trip about how she was in labor for eighteen hours with them, and now, when it’s time to reap the small joys of motherhood, this mother gets cut out. The girls are clearly unmoved, as Terri slips out without a word, and Roween waves goodbye to her. Mary smiles fondly at Roween.
Lilly says it sounds like the girls could keep a secret, and Mary says they were thick as thieves. Scotty consults his notebook and asks if the June and Johnny Roween referred to were June Carter and Johnny Cash, and Mary says Johnny Cash was one of Roween’s favorites. Lilly points out that the bank robbers wore Johnny Cash masks, and Mary marvels at the coincidence. Lilly also reminds Mary that Roween said something about 8:30 on Friday, and Scotty informs her that the bank was robbed at 8:30 on the dot. Mary looks perplexed, and Lilly asks her if the girls ever told her who that guy was that Roween was supposed to meet at 8:30, and Mary says that it took some doing, but the guy’s name was Julious. See? What did I tell you about men who wear pinky rings?
Street. Jeffries walks with Miller and, as she fishes out a cigarette, comments that she’s been smoking them up pretty good today. Miller tells him it’s a delightful little addiction she picked up in Narcotics. “Where you got shot,” Jeffries surmises. She stares at him for a moment, then guesses word really does get around. He says he heard it was in Fishtown, and she finally tells the story: she and her partner were undercover, a guy stopped in to make a buy and figured out they were cops, but instead of walking away… “He started blasting,” Jeffries surmises, and Miller says he got her in the leg, and her partner took him out. Jeffries reminds her it was a good shooting, but Miller protests that she hesitated. At Jeffries’ curious glance, she explains that it wasn’t long after that shooting in New York, where a black guy reached into his coat and pulled out a wallet instead of a gun. Jeffries guesses she had that on her mind, and didn’t want to make the same mistake. “And now I got a pack-a-day habit tryin’ to get my head around that,” she concludes, then shoves the cigarette back in the pack and sticks the pack in her coat pocket.
Shoe store. Terri says she still doesn’t believe it, insisting Roween was a perfect citizen, not a crook. Jeffries reminds Terri that Mary said they were close and kept secrets, but Terri says not about bank robberies. Miller asks if Roween told her about Julious, and Terri says it still blows her away. Jeffries asks what she means, and she says she met the guy. Miller asks her when, and Terri says that two weeks before she died, Roween ran into Julious at lunch, and he asked her for drinks that night. “And you went along?” Jeffries asks, and Terri explains that Roween was nervous, and she really wanted Terri to meet him, saying the guy was kinda rock ‘n roll looking, but nice. Jeffries asks if he was, in fact, nice, and Terri say she was the perfect gentleman.
Bar, where we hear Train’s “Meet Virginia.” Roween and Julious are sitting in a booth when Terri comes up and joins them, saying, “Soft Shoe Café; who knew?” Roween says she’s never been there at night, then introduces Terri to Julious, who warns her about his pal, saying he’ll bet anything he hits on Terri as soon as he brings the drinks. Julious says he loves the guy, but he “ain’t the best.” “And you are,” Terri says, and Julious grins and says he’s the one you’ve got to watch out for, then says he’s just joking. I dunno…he’s still wearing that pinky ring, so he’s still on my list of Men To Avoid. Terri politely tells Julious that he’s classier than a lot of the guys she’s been out with lately. “About ready to lock myself up with one of your books, Row,” she jokes. “Lonesome, but never lonely, right?” Julious is curious, and Roween explains that Terri teases her about curling up with a book instead of going out Saturday nights, and often asks her if she’s lonely. Terri finishes the anecdote, saying Roween claims to be lonesome, but never lonely. And at this point, if we weren’t already convinced, I’d think this right here would be Exhibit A on why you should never bring your sister along with you on a date. Julious says he’s like that when he’s working on his car; he could spend a whole weekend by himself. He grins then and says it gives him time to dream up his highwire act. Roween says she’s not against a little danger herself, which is patently obvious by the fact that she brought her sister along on her date. Julious’s friend comes up then, triumphantly announcing the arrival of cocktails, and asking who’s parched. Terri is clearly not impressed by this guy’s vast amounts of charm, and he cements her opinion (and mine, for that matter), when he warns Julious to point out which sister is his date, or else he’ll make a run on them both. I’m not sure if Men Who Hit On Two Sisters Simultaneously is on that list of Men To Avoid, but if not, it should be. It must be, and it seems that Terri has read it, because she says she’s Terri, and she’s leaving. “The Hat strikes again,” Julious remarks. Okay, Men Named For Headgear should also be on the list.
“Okay, so what happened?” a clearly bamboozled Terri asks the detectives. “He gets his hooks in her, she helps him rob the bank, and then he kills her?” Kat says they’re working on that. Terri asks if the guy she met was a bank robber, too, and Jeffries points out that Julious called him The Hat, so it sounds like it was. See? What did I tell you about Men To Avoid? Terri laughs and says that The Hat wanted her to go dancing with him. Miller looks surprised, and Terri elaborates, saying he chased her outside and said he was a bouncer at what sounds like the Layback Club, and that they’d get right in. Jeffries remembers that this particular club was a hot spot for a while, and Kat realizes that the club is still open, so maybe The Hat is still bouncing. “Maybe The Hat Is Still Bouncing” has got to be the best out-of-context quote in quite a while.
Club. The bartender says he doesn’t know anybody who goes by that nickname, but the guy they’re talking about sounds like Rick Carver. Vera asks if Rick was the muscle around there, and the bartender says he was until yesterday, when he retired. Vera’s surprised at this, saying Rick must be a little young to retire, and the bartender, who wants to be Bono in the worst way imaginable, explains that Rick’s Bon Voyage party was yesterday, and he bought drinks for the whole bar. Bono the Bartender says the bar tab was sick, and Vera asks why Bono had to comp him so he could pay the tab (or something similar; I’m not sure what exactly Vera asks). Bono says he was leery, but Rick flashed him a wad of hundreds. Vera asks Bono if Rick told him where the money came from, and Bono feeds him some cock-and-bull story about Rick’s granny dying and leaving him a big inheritance. At Vera’s skeptical look, Bono looks genuinely mystified, and asks, “What? That’s not what happened?” Heh. “No,” Vera says. Bono asks what Rick did, stick up a gas station? “Bank,” Vera replies. Bono can’t believe it at first, but then says that’s why Julious was so mad last night. Vera asks who Julious is, and Bono says he’s Rick’s brother; he came in toward the end of the night and was chewing Rick out, but Bono admits to being too drunk to know what was going on. Dang. That’s a flashback I’d like to see…Pinky Ring Man yelling at The Hat through the eyes of Drunk Bono. Vera surmises that Julious was mad at Rick for burning through the wad of hundreds, and Bono admits that this makes sense. Vera informs Bono, whose real name is Ivan, that he needs those hundreds so he can run the serial numbers through the bank. Ivan asks Vera how many he needs, hoping the answer is one, but Vera says he needs all of them. “Crap,” Ivan says, as he goes to the cash drawer, and Vera just gives him a little smirk.
Apartment. SWAT guys bust open the door, and Scotty and Lilly charge in, guns drawn, to find The Hat, who…oh, for the love of all that is good and decent…seems to be missing every last stitch of his clothing but a little pair of tighty whities. This is way, WAY more of The Hat than I ever want to see. Seriously. Why is it that the good-looking ones on this show are always fully dressed, but guys like The Hat are hanging out in their underwear? Anyway, Scotty orders The Hat on his feet, and he obliges while protesting that this is unconstitutional. Lilly asks him if he’s Rick Carver, and he confirms it, then asks what it’s about. Scotty informs Rick about the robbery, and he denies it. “Your brother Julious, too,” Lilly adds, and he protests that it’s a case of mistaken identity. “Yeah? We’ll see about that,” Scotty says, and grabs the cell phone from Rick’s hand. The Hat petulantly orders Scotty to not be grabbing that; he just got that phone. A uniformed officer handcuffs Rick while Lilly informs him that they’re going to take his prints and run them against that first bank job he pulled, then tells him he’s going down, as the uniformed officer makes the point by lowering Rick to a sitting position on the sofa.
Meanwhile, Scotty’s having fun with the phone. “Looks like you were kickin’ butt in Text Twister,” he says cheerfully. Maybe THAT’S the best out-of-context quote of the episode. Rick rolls his eyes and says he wants a lawyer, but Lilly points out that a lawyer won’t do him much good, not after he spent all the bank loot buying drinks last night. Scotty says that they don’t care about the robberies, since Feds will bust Rick for that; they’re here because Rick killed the teller, Roween Ryan. Rick says he didn’t shoot that girl, and Lilly asks who did: his brother, after he tricked Roween into helping Rick? Scotty observes that Julious sounds even lower than Rick, and Rick protests that Julious never tricked anybody; he was square with Roween way before they ever hit that bank.
Rick’s apartment. Everclear’s “Wonderful” accompanies the game of Monopoly that Rick and another guy are playing, while Julious serves Roween coffee at the kitchen table. “We’re havin’ fun together, right?” he asks her, and she agrees, saying that these two weeks have been a ball. Julious then grins flirtatiously and asks her if she wants to go to Tahiti with him. At first she tells him not to joke, but then realizes that he’s serious. She then protests that she hasn’t even stayed over yet, and Julious says he’d like for them to wait on that until they get to Tahiti, after a walk on the beach at sunset. She laughs, then tells him he sure knows how to sweep a girl off her feet. Julious then says he needs to tell her the rest. Oh, that is NEVER a good sign. Roween says the suspense is killing her, and Julious then proceeds with his next uber-romantic gesture: he tells her he wants to rob her bank on Friday, and he wants her to help him do it. Roween smiles and asks him if this is one of his jokes, then says she doesn’t get it. Julious explains that the boys are in it with him, and Roween realizes he’s not fooling around. Julious tells her that the bank robbery is the highwire act he’s been talking about, and Roween protests that he can’t rob a bank. Julious is clearly prepared for her to object, and he tells her nobody will get hurt, and reminds her that she knows herself that all that money is insured. They stare at each other for a minute, and then Julious turns on the charm, telling her that he used to visit this elderly lady, Mary, who claimed to be on her last legs, and one day, he says, he asked her if she had any regrets. She had one: she played it too safe, and told Julious that as long as he didn’t hurt anyone, go and have the time of his life, because before you know it, you’ll be eighty-seven, blah blah blah, and I cannot BELIEVE Roween is falling for this, but she is. Fortunately, Julious’s sob story/guilt trip/pile of crap is interrupted by The Hat gloating about being undefeated at Monopoly. Annnnd Men Who Gloat About Winning At Monopoly just got added to the list. Not to mention Men Who Make Up Stories About Dying Old Women To Get Their Girlfriends To Be Accessories To Crimes. The other guy glares at Roween, and she tells Julious that the way he stares, it’s like he has it out for her. Julious tells her not to worry about Phil, then goes back to his Sob Story Guilt Trip, reminding Roween that they’re not getting any younger. She’s silent for a minute, then asks how it would work.
Lilly asks The Hat who Phil is, and he says it was Phil Jorgenson, and Rick wasn’t real big on him, but he was an old-time pal of Julious’s. Scotty asks him if he’s saying Phil shot Roween, and Phil says his brother fell on his face for that girl. He says Julious wasn’t going to hurt her, and Rick says she was his bro’s lady, then tells the detectives to do the math. Meanwhile, I’m trying to wrap my mind around the fact that someone who looks like Julious could be related to someone who looks like The Hat. Because Julious may not be the best looking guy in the world, but he’s definitely a lot better looking than the Hat. Anyway, Lilly asks him where the other two are, and Rick doesn’t know. “Man, bro,” Scotty says, “you were doin’ so good, too.” He starts scrolling through the numbers on Rick’s phone, saying it doesn’t matter much. “Jackie…Jake…Julious,” he says with a triumphant grin. Busted.
Exterior, PPD. Lilly, Stillman, and Scotty are all walking out together, and Lilly tells Stillman the FBI called, saying they get Rick’s phone back in the morning. Stillman suggests using it to call Julious first thing. Scotty gripes that this gives Julious a head start while they sit around for twelve hours. Stillman instructs Scotty to let the Feds have it; it’s a bank robbery, so it’s their baby. “Yup,” Scotty agrees, and Stillman bids them good night. Scotty tells Lilly he’ll see her tomorrow, then spots something out of the corner of his eye and grins slightly. “Yo…heads up,” he tells Lilly, as Ray, a/k/a/Dude On A Harley, pulls up to the curb. “Oh, crap,” Lilly says, as she goes even paler than normal. Scotty asks her if she wants him to take care of it, but Ray takes his helmet off, runs his fingers through his hair, and fixes his eyes on Lilly, and she says she’s good. Yeah, I’ll say. That “almost hot, in a bad-boy sort of way” description from earlier certainly applies, although I think maybe we can leave off the “almost” part. “Gotta deal with him sooner or later,” Lil tells Scotty, then starts toward Ray. Scotty watches her, his expression this adorable mixture of amusement and concern. Meanwhile, over by the Harley, Lilly and Ray say hi to each other, Lilly with this gorgeous smile that we don’t see often enough, then sighs and climbs onto the back of his bike. She straps on a helmet that doesn’t quite fit and waves goodbye to Scotty, who’s still watching her, half entertained and half worried. It’s pretty adorable.
Stillman’s office, where he’s working on some paperwork. Miller comes in and tells him Rick’s prints matched up, and he’s good for both bank jobs. Stillman asks her what she’s got on the brother, and she says Julious Carver is the younger of the two, and did a stint for burglary. “Okay, let’s make the call,” Stillman says, and Miller hands him Rick’s phone and says they’re on it. Stillman dials the number, and we cut to what looks like a hotel room, where Julious is primping in the mirror. He answers the phone with a “where the hell you been?” “Julious,” Stillman says, and Julious asks who this is. Stillman identifies himself and tells him they’ve got Rick. When Julious is silent, Stillman asks him if he’s still there. He is. Stillman then tells Julious they need to talk. “About what?” he asks, and Stillman tells him it’s about the murder of Roween Ryan, saying Rick claims that he didn’t shoot her. Julious confirms it, and Stillman says he needs to come in and tell them that. Julious tries to wrap his mind around the fact that Stillman wants him to turn himself in, and Stillman asks Julious if he wants to see Rick get lethal injection. Julious tells Stillman to keep dreaming, because he’s not doing it. “Unless…it was you who shot Roween,” Stillman continues, unfazed, and asks Julious if that’s what happened. Julious tells Stillman that if they were face to face, he’d take a swing at him, insisting that Stillman not talk to him about Roween, to not tell him about sleepless nights. Stillman asks Julious if he’s saying he was in love with Roween, and Julious says it was so much that he decided he could run from his old life and start new.
Fire escape. Roween’s standing there in her brand-new boots while Faith Hill’s “Breathe” plays, and then Julious crawls through the window and asks her if she wants to come inside since it’s cold, and she says she’s trying to break in the boots. Julious asks if those are the ones her sister gave her, and she nods, but says they just don’t feel right. Julious tells her that maybe she should take them off, but she says she wants to get them ready so she can wear them on Friday. She pauses briefly, then tells him she’s starting to worry that she won’t show up. Julious tells her he’s been thinking about Friday, then suggests that they call it off. She laughs nervously, and he says it doesn’t feel right. She asks him if he’s serious; he nods, and then she asks him about Tahiti, since she knows how he wants to go, but he’s got something better for her: their own personal adventure, right here in Philly. Why am I suddenly a bit suspicious? Oh, right. Because he’s Pinky Ring Man. Roween’s not suspicious, though, she’s just really relieved. He grins at her, and she prattles on about how it’s been so perfect ever since he walked into the bank, like she’s down at the shore and getting swept up by the tide, and he says it’s been the same for him, but now they can catch their breath. She smiles adoringly, then asks what about the others. Julious says to not worry about them; he’ll tell them they’re not doing it. Roween grins again, and he says he has one request: he doesn’t want to wait anymore. Roween’s clearly a goner, and they smile at each other, then kiss.
Julious tells Stillman he tried to call it off, but Phil nixed it. Stillman surmises that this Phil is a scary guy, and Julious says Phil is not someone you say no to. Stillman suggests to Julious that maybe it’s time to break free of him, and Julious agrees, then offers to tell Stillman where Phil is.
Squad room. Lilly walks in, and to her utter horror, she sees Ray sitting there telling Scotty that someone or something “hums like you wouldn’t believe.” Scotty’s intrigued, and as Lilly’s expression grows more and more horrified, Ray tells Scotty that he “oughta take her out sometime.” Scotty says, with a slightly sheepish grin, that he’s not sure that’s the wisest thing, and that’s when Lilly storms up, demanding to know what’s not the wisest. Scotty greets her casually, and Ray explains that he was just telling Scotty that he needs a bike.
Hmmm…Scotty with a bike. I could see it. Lilly wants to talk to Ray, in private, and he shrugs at Scotty and saunters his way into the interview room behind her.
Interview room. In her icy, interrogating-a-suspect tone, Lilly demands to know what Ray was saying out there. “Nothin’,” Ray says innocently. She asks Ray if he told Scotty about last night, and Ray denies it. “Did he ask?” Lilly demands. “Yeah, he did,” Ray answers with a slight laugh. Oh, I’ll bet he did. Lilly sighs and shakes her head, and Ray fixes her with the do-me eyes and tells her to come here. She refuses. Undaunted, he goes around to her side of the table, telling her to kiss him, and she laughs and tells him to forget it. He finally gives up and tells her that he’s the one who should be mad. Lilly clearly doesn’t agree, and he accuses Lilly of taking a page from his playbook: he woke up this morning, and she was gone. Lilly reminds him that she has a job, then turns the tables, telling him she thought he’d be on the road by now. “Nope,” he says flirtatiously, and she asks him if he doesn’t have to clock in. “Not today,” he replies. She asks him if he’s still fixing those custom bikes, and he’ll do one better: now he’s the boss. Ray smiles proudly and says that’s why he wanted to see her. “Oh?” she says, with this adorable little “I’m smitten” look. They gaze at each other for a second, and Ray asks her what she thinks about that. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door, and she gazes at him all the way to answering it. It’s Scotty, telling Lilly somewhat uncomfortably that Boss is looking for her. She says she needs another minute, and Scotty asks what he should tell Stillman. “That I need a minute,” Lilly says, somewhat peevishly, then shuts the door and goes back to gazing at Ray. He concludes that she’s gotta go. “In a sec,” she replies. Ray nods, is silent for a moment, then asks her why she doesn’t just ditch work. Um, Ray? Do you know Lilly Rush at ALL? He suggests that they just go for a ride, and she looks tempted for a moment, then shakes her head no. “So that’s it, huh?” she asks, then says she’s sorry, but she can’t, and Boss is calling. She starts to leave, but Ray tells her she did everything she said she was going to do: made murder cop, and he says he’s proud of her. Awww. He then guesses that things change, and Lilly looks slightly sad at this revelation of his. Ray says he’s in town for one more night, but apparently, no dice. She opens the door for him and says goodbye, and he leaves reluctantly. She shuts the door, leans against it, and sighs
