"Carolyn?" "Carolyn!" "(turns off vacuum)" "Mr. Bynes, is everything all right?" "Well, Mrs. Bynes isn't picking up," "I thought I'd check on her." "So did her daughter." "She's in there now." "I told you not to allow Sandy in unless Mrs. Bynes and I gave our permission." "I didn't." "She has a key." "She's not supposed to have a key!" "(woman screams)" "Carolyn?" "!" "Carolyn!" "Sandy?" "What did you do to her?" "What did you do?" "What are you talking about?" "I warned her." "Sandy..." "I tried to warn her about you." "Carolyn!" "What are you talking about?" "See?" "Oh, my God!" "Oh, my God!" "OPERATOR:" "911." "What's your emergency?" "Yeah, something's happened to my wife!" "I need an ambulance to 886 Park Avenue, seventh floor." "Hi." "I'd like to report a murder." "Morning, Your Excellency." "Good Morning, Commissioner." "Thank you, Jonathan." "You're looking well, Terry." "I owe it to clean living." "Not that I have a choice." "(chuckles)" "Monsignor Ferraro." "Monsignor." "Commissioner, thank you for joining us." "Please, please, have a seat." "Well, what can I do for you?" "Lauro is visiting from Rome as a postulate in the cause of a priest from a Brooklyn parish," "Father William Campion." "I believe you knew him." "Father Bill is a candidate for sainthood?" "Isn't it wonderful?" "Well, as a boy, we nicknamed certain priest" ""Saint So-and-So," but Father Bill sure wasn't one of them." "Well, granted, he was an iconoclast." "(chuckles) But the evidence suggests there's at least one posthumous miracle attributable to Father Campion." "The Giants in Super Bowl XLII?" "(chuckles) Well, maybe make that two miracles." "My wife had M.S." "She was supposed to inject herself with interferon." "but she was afraid of needles, so, sometimes... she'd forget." "Well, the vials were empty, so we're assuming that she did take her meds." "Then what happened?" "The paramedics said it seems like a heart attack." "A heart attack?" "We were only worried about the M.S." "That's why I came home, to make sure she took her injection." "Are you going to arrest him?" "!" "Why haven't you arrested him?" "!" "Hey, hey!" "Arrest him for what?" "What is he even doing home?" "He came back to destroy the evidence!" "That's... that's enough." " Murderer!" "That's enough." "Settle down." "Settle down, okay?" "My stepdaughter has some serious issues." "She was very close with her father, and he passed away about a year before her mother and I got married." "Right." "Well, she was here with the body before you got here?" "Yes." "She's not supposed to just come in the house." "We've had problems with her." "Murderer!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "You gotta tone it down, okay?" "I understand you're upset, but it's time to calm down now." "No, no!" "I know that he killed her." "You don't..." "you don't know anything." "Look, right now, it looks like your mom may have died of natural causes, all right?" "No-no-no-no-no!" "No, I know that Charles murdered her." "How do you know that?" "God told me." "♪ Blue Bloods 2x13 ♪ Leap of Faith Original Air Date on February 10, 2012" "== sync, corrected by elderman ==" "♪" "You should be talking to Charles, not to me." "Uh, we will, Ms. Huffman, but he's making funeral arrangements right now." "We wanted to speak to you first because you were the one that found your mother, okay?" "I knew she was dead." "I hoped she wasn't but..." "I knew." "Right." "Because God told you?" "While I was jogging on the Promenade," "He told me Charles did it." "How did He tell you?" "I heard a voice." "You heard a voice in your head?" "But hasn't God ever talked to you?" "I'm Catholic;" "when I speak to God, it's usually a one-way conversation." "And I'm Jewish." "It's the same god." "Look, why else would I have come here just then?" "Well, that's what we were wondering." "Has God ever told you to hurt anybody?" "Like my mother?" "The housekeeper said you didn't visit much." "But that's because of Charles." "He's evil!" "Okay, look, we have no proof, no evidence that Charles is evil." "He married my mother for her money just like his first wife, who supposedly killed herself." "His first wife committed suicide?" "She left him a ton of money, too." "Given your position and the fact that you knew him," "Monsignor and I thought you could provide valuable evaluations for his cause." "My mother was a saint." "My wife was a saint, especially by the time she was chasing four kids under ten around the house." "We're talking about canonization here, Frank, of one of our own." "I'm really not your guy." "Why's that?" "Well, for starters, I'm a cop at heart." "Which makes me by definition a skeptic." "Which makes you all the more valuable in his cause." "Not if the cause is giving him a halo." "And why is that?" "Father Bill was what we now call an "activist" priest." "That doesn't disqualify him." "Legend was back in the late '60s, Father Campion, who was an ardent pacifist, by the way, became involved in some of the more radical elements in the anti-war movement." "Well, I'm confused, Frank." "Now, is this fact or legend?" "Was Father Campion ever arrested and charged?" "Why do I think you already know the answer to that, Terry?" "And it still doesn't mean he didn't break the law." "The benefits that sainthood for one of our own would bring to our church and our city are immeasurable." "Now, if you can't see that, Frank," "I will simply thank you for your time." "You are a practicing Catholic, yes?" "I practice, but practice does not make perfect in my case." "Your Church is asking you for one small favor as a practicing Catholic, not as the sheriff." "Will you please reconsider?" "I'm sorry, Monsignor, I can't." "But I can tell you I have lived here all my life, and it is almost impossible to be a saint in this city." "Hello." "It's not enough." "What's not enough?" "Whatever it is that you have in your hand is not enough for free legal advice." "I'm in pretrial and I'm way behind." "You mean these red velvet cupcakes, your favorite, and the brain food of the greatest legal minds everywhere?" "Buys you a five-minute retainer." "Okay, good, 'cause it's about the Carolyn Bynes case." "Sandy Huffman was in, trying to get us to charge her stepfather." "If she tries to get in the building again, we've asked the guards to call God." "Yeah, you may want to wait on making that call." "I was hoping you'd help me get a search warrant for Charles Bynes' apartment." "Based on what?" "Based on he's had two wives die on him." "That calls for flowers and a card, not a search warrant." "Come on, Erin." "His second wife was loaded, his real estate business was failing and he's burned through the entire inheritance he got from his first wife." "Still doesn't connect the dots." "Look, this guy is not right." "And you know that how?" "What, are you hearing voices, too?" "Yeah, yeah, I am." "I'm hearing intuition." "My detective's intuition, that's what I'm hearing." "Okay, you know what?" "I'll go to Connecticut," "I'll investigate the death of the first wife on my own." "Be my guest." "But the M.E. report shows that she died of a heart attack, end of story." "And the vial that was found next to her body contained the medication she was taking for MS, nothing more." "Enjoy your cupcakes." "You really think this woman talks to God?" "Wh..." "Why not?" "I mean, God told Noah to build a boat, didn't he?" "He speaks to people in the Bible all the time." "Who knows?" "Maybe he did speak to her." "This isn't the Bible." "Right." "MAN:" "I heard Mr. Bynes's second wife died." "If you see him, please give him my condolences." "So you know him?" "You remember Mr. Bynes?" "I was lead on his first wife's suicide." "And before that, he was co-chair of our annual fundraiser." "He donate much?" "Yeah." "Some of the people with money around here, they treat the police like their personal rent-a-cop:" ""My dog ran away." "Could you find him and drive him home?"" "Oh, you have no idea." "But Mr. Bynes wasn't like that?" "No." "Everybody liked him." "It was a shock when the wife offed herself." "And you're sure that she liked him?" "I think maybe she was mentally ill." "She took a fistful of sleeping pills, closed the garage door, climbed into the Jaguar and started it up." "Did she leave a suicide note?" "No, she didn't." "But you're certain, though, that she did all this herself?" "Yeah." "You thinking we missed a homicide?" "I don't know." "Mr. Bynes is batting a thousand burying his wives." "What do you think?" "I can count sleeping pills missing from a prescription bottle, find fingerprints on a garage door opener." "Come on." "She lived in the house." "You would have found her fingerprints everywhere." "Where was Mr. Bynes when the suicide took place, huh?" "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you." "He was at the arsenic store." "Oh, that's funny." "Okay, okay, listen, we're just asking you since since you're New York City detectives and I'm just the hick cop whose job consists of chasing drunk kids off the golf course." "That sounds about right to me." "Uh, look, we just want to know if you've ruled him out;" "that's it." "Yeah." "We ruled him out" " Completely." " Mm-hmm." "Anything else you want to know?" "Yeah." "Do you get paid to cover up, or do you like getting tickled behind the ears once in a while?" "On your way out of town, Detectives, better make sure you mind our speed limits." "We got some pretty strict traffic enforcement around here." "Awesome." "Well, aside from making a new friend, that was a dead end." "There's a difference between a dead end and a stone wall, partner." "Let it go, man." "I got you the contact info for that retired detective." "Thank you, Baker." " Is he a snowbird?" " No, sir." "He lives year round on the Jersey shore." "I'm happy to call him for you." "No, it's a personal matter." "I realize that, sir, I'm just offering..." "No, thank you." "I'm sorry, Baker." "If I told the archbishop I wouldn't do it, why am I looking into it?" "Well, yes." "For myself." "Did you know this priest well?" "I served Father Bill's masses as his altar boy, he was my first basketball coach." "I looked up to him." "I joined the Marines and became a cop, he radicalized and probably did a lot more than just protest the war." "I felt betrayed." "I'm not a Catholic, so I don't really know the rules." "Well, I am a Catholic." "I did the right thing saying no to the archbishop, but... in matters of faith," "I think it's pretty important to come clean with yourself." "I have to make sure I said no for the right reasons." "If this is about my stepdaughter's accusations..." "It's all right, it's all right." "Why don't you have a seat, sir, okay?" "Sometimes this stuff comes up, and when it does, we just have to follow up, you understand." "Go ahead, sit down." "Well, do what you have to do, but..." "I'm afraid Sandy's mentally unstable." "When she was in her sophomore year in college, she attacked her economics professor because God told her he was a sinner from another planet." "Really?" "She's been institutionalized at Saddle Rock three times in the last five years for paranoid delusions." "And clearly doesn't like you very much." "I stepped into her father's place in her mother's life." "And I encouraged her mother not to coddle her." "I thought having to work for a living would focus" "Sandy's attention on things that were real." "Well, ironically, it's you who's not gonna have to work for a living anymore now that you've inherited your wife's money." "I know how this looks." "My money troubles aren't a secret," "Carolyn and I had separate finances, she had a large sum from her first husband." "But..." "This is the second time this happened for you." "Didn't happen for me, this happened to me." "Has either of you ever lost someone close?" "I loved my wife very much." "Yesterday, I lost her." "Okay?" "One last question." "Um, what exactly did you go home for yesterday?" "I-I told you." "To check on Carolyn." "Anyway, I live there." "The real question is what was Sandy doing there?" "You suggesting she killed her mother?" "If she succeeds in blaming me for her death, she'll inherit her mother's entire fortune." "Right." "But didn't you just finish telling us that she was insane?" "She may be crazy, Detective... but she's not stupid." "If you'll forgive me, I've got a funeral to plan." "If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to call." "Here... here..." "DANNY:" "Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?" "Hey, you said you needed proof, right?" "Look at this stuff." "Hey, what are you doing?" "!" "Maybe you'll find it." "This is his." "It's from his apartment." "You broke into my house?" "!" "No, I didn't break in, I have a key." "Yeah, but you don't live there, Sandy." "How many times do we have to tell you?" "Here, let me get..." "Whoa!" "No, do not let him do that." "Look, these are my things." "Some of these are my mother's." "But none of them belong to you, Sandy." "DANNY:" "All right, hold on!" "Just wait a minute!" "You're saying she stole all this stuff from you?" "Yeah, she stole them." "Okay, um, you know, we're gonna have to hold this as evidence, until the D.A. decides whether or not to prosecute her for stealing your belongings." "Are you kidding me?" "No, I'm not kidding." "I'm going to have to call my lawyer." "You do that." "Now we got him, right?" "Commissioner Reagan?" "Just Frank today." "Walter Loggia." "What are we doing here?" "This was my parish church, as a boy." "I just wanted to get one last look around before it becomes a Gap or whatever it is they're gonna do with it." "So Campion was your pastor?" "In another century, yeah." "Can I be honest?" "I wish you would." "Far as I'm concerned," "Campion may have been a man of God, but he thought he was above the laws of man." "He's a dyed-in-the-wool radical hiding behind his vestments." "Now, look, everything I tell you is gonna be true." "But you gotta give me your word this is not gonna come back to bite me." "I'm not here as the PC." "You have my word." "All right, then what are you doing following up on a cold case like this?" "Satisfying a curiosity." "Okay." "I kept copies of all my old cold case files." "It's all in here." "Including Campion's." "You Catholic?" "Christmas, Easter." "It's Father Campion." "Campion took the confession of David Cummings, a college student that we liked for the bombing of an ROTC recruiting station." "Liked, but didn't have enough evidence on?" "No, we were getting there." "But Campion, you see, he left the rectory here at approximately 3:30 in the morning, picked up the fugitive Cummings from another rectory in Pelham and drove him to the Canadian border near Kingston." "Why didn't you stop them?" "Because we got the information from a wiretap on Campion that we didn't have a warrant for." "Well, Cummings was a fugitive." "You didn't need a warrant to pick him up." "We learned this after the fact." "After Campion helped the criminal flee." "And probably after the archdiocese reached out to the mayor's office and our department." "But this is all in there." "Everything in there is exactly as I reported it in my case files." "The bottom line is he got away with it." "And what do you call putting an illegal wiretap on him?" "In this case?" "The right thing to do." "Thought you'd say that." "I'll keep this." "Okay, used interferon vial." "We'll run that for prints and check for residue." "You know, knock yourself out." "You know, Bynes might have a point with Sandy." "She's building a hell of an insanity defense in case she ever gets charged with murder." "Yeah, but she's not the one living it up off her dead mother's money." "Look at this." "Dinner, Tribeca restaurant:" "$600." "Shoes, Bergdorf men's department: $750." "Paying it off with your dead wife's fortune: priceless." "Priceless." "ERIN:" "Is that the material that was taken from the apartment without a warrant, which I told you you couldn't get?" "It's evidence in a burglary." "Right." "Whoa, wait." "He didn't take it." "Seriously, she came and she dumped it all on his desk." "Which she stole." "Can I have a word with you?" "(mouthing)" "What, you, uh, speak to Bynes's attorney or something?" "No, he called the DA." "The DA sent me on a theory that I'm the ADA that my brother is least likely to throw out a window." "Well, that is, as of yet, an untested theory, sis." "And, uh, the last I heard, we can use this stuff that's obtained illegally, as long as we didn't illegally obtain it ourselves." "Right." "Except Bynes's lawyer is claiming that you put the stepdaughter up to it." "So it's off-limits." "Whoa, hold on." "We didn't put her up to anything." "We had no idea what she was doing." "You didn't happen to mention how nice it would be to have some proof on the stepfather?" "No, no, no, no, all I said to her was we have no proof that Bynes was evil." "To a mentally ill young woman who thinks" "God is sending her on missions to root out evil?" "You didn't think that she was gonna go off and do something?" " No." " No." "We didn't tell her to do anything." "Maybe God told her..." "Danny, you need to give all this stuff back to him right now." "Okay, all right!" "Wait, you two." "Wait, this is weird." "The wife is the one with the medical problems, right?" "So why is Mr. Bynes seeing a doctor two, three times a week?" "A Dr. Folson." "What is it, a shrink?" "St. Victor's Hospital?" "I-- seems like a Park Avenue guy." "DANNY:" "Okay, you know what, let's go introduce ourselves to this doctor." "Um, Counselor, would you do us a favor, please?" "Could you return all of these stolen things to their proper owner?" "No." "No, no, no, no." "No, I am not doing this for you." "Danny!" "We got to go investigate a murder." "You-You need to return..." "What am I supposed to do with this?" "You can, um, ask God." "He'll tell you what to do." "No, he's not a patient." "I'm an anesthesiologist." "You do know Mr. Bynes." " Yes, I do." " How well do you know him?" "Would you mind telling me why you want to know?" "It's just a matter of routine." "Detective, uh, I'm 40 years old," "I've lived in New York City for 16 years, and not once in that time have the police dropped by as a matter of routine." "Well, uh, we try to be discreet, Dr. Folson." "So do I." "My relationship with Mr. Bynes is personal." "And you haven't given me any reason why it shouldn't stay that way." "Are you aware that Mr. Bynes's wife died suddenly yesterday morning?" "Yes, I heard." "And you're aware that his, uh, date book shows he's been visiting you regularly?" "And not looking up at you from an operating table." "I told you that I know him." "You didn't say how well, though." "Look, I'm very sorry to hear that Mrs. Bynes is dead, but I really don't see how I can help you." "And I'm late for surgery." "Excuse me." "Hmm." "Well, I'd say she was his girlfriend, but that'd be stating the obvious." "And an anesthesiologist, which means she has access to a lot of interesting medication." "Exactly." "Yeah, hey, this is Detective Reagan." "Do you still have Carolyn Bynes' body there?" "Okay, we need a full tox screen, all right?" "Focus on anything you can find in a hospital, any kind of drugs." "All right." "First responders had it right." "Carolyn Bynes had a heart attack." "Heart attack." "I know you're in the homicide business, but is it really bad news when someone isn't murdered?" "Of course not." "But it's just..." "I think she was murdered, too." "Are you playing with us, Doc?" "She had a heart attack." "Question is, what caused the heart attack?" "You ever hear of fentanyl?" "Yeah." "Fun stuff." "A hundred times more potent than morphine." "All right, so you're saying our DOA..." "Fentanyl in her blood." "Probably injected." "It's used in hospitals all the time, mostly by anesthesiologists." "Right." "Lovely." "Commissioner, His Excellency is here." "Terry, what a surprise." "Afternoon, Frank." "I hope I'm not interrupting." "I won't take up your time, but I bring good news and I wanted to deliver it personally." "Well, I can always use more of that." "Sit down." "Thank you." "Thank you, thank you." "Um, Monsignor Ferraro's medical investigation is completed." "And, while it's not official-- the Vatican moves like Midtown traffic-- he's confident the miracle will be confirmed." "And how's that work?" "Well, the doctors involved in the case were clear in their confirmation:" "the boy's tumor disappeared and they can't explain why." "So... it's a miracle?" "We believe it was." "You know, I had a cinnamon bun this morning" "I swear looked just like Mother Teresa." "I should also tell you evidence of a second miracle, another case of unexplained recovery from pancreatic cancer, attributable..." "Look, Terry to Father Campion's intercession, has come to light." "And Frank, Frank, do you know the cause of Father Campion's own death?" "Let me guess." "Pancreatic cancer." "I never would have taken you for a doubting Thomas, Frank." "This isn't about God, Terry." "It is about a very old and powerful institution that is run by men." "And in my experience, anything fits that description usually has an agenda." "Once a cop, I guess." "(sighs)" " I get audited all the time." "DANNY:" "Uh-huh." "Do you know the street value of the pharmaceuticals in here?" "No, I really have no clue, ma'am." "Me neither, and I never want to find out." ""Hospital Pharmacy Missing Drugs With Street Value Of..."" "Hm-mm." "What's this about, anyway?" "I'm trying to see if you have a drug in there called fentanyl." "Sure." "Synthetic heroin." "Used as an anesthetic during surgery." "Right." "And occasionally for joyriding by anesthesiologists, which is why I get audited all the time." "Okay, anesthesiologists like Dr. Karen Folson?" " Dr. Folson?" " Yeah." "No, she does the surgery part, not the joyriding part." "Uh-huh." "You think she misappropriated some fentanyl?" "I don't know." "Could she have?" "No." "Drugs are checked out in the morning right before surgery." "Not a gram leaves this room that isn't headed for the veins of a specific designated patient." "All right, all right, but how can you be sure the drug always gets to the patient?" "Well, because, if it didn't, you'd hear the screams when they cut them open." "Right." "Thank you." "Mm-hmm." "No luck with the pharmacist." "I couldn't pry an aspirin tablet out of that woman." "JACKIE:" "So what are we doing here now?" "Well, call me crazy, but Bynes had to get the fentanyl from somebody if he didn't get it from his anesthesiologist girlfriend, right?" "Uh-huh." "So something told me check with Sandy Huffman." "Maybe she can come up with something." "The God Whisperer?" "Maybe she heard something, maybe she saw something, maybe she doesn't even know she knows it." "I'm thinking this whole "talking to God" thing is just her way of facing things she's afraid of." "You a shrink now?" "Look, she helped us before." "She was right." "Maybe her or God can help us again." "I hope he doesn't bring his attorney." "Ha, ha, ha." "DANNY:" "So, this is where God spoke to you, huh?" "Right over here?" "Yeah, I was on a run and I had stopped to rest." "This city's really beautiful, if you take the time to look at it." "And I was looking up at the trees." "And that's when you heard the voice?" "As clear as I am hearing yours right now, yeah." "Okay, well, what exactly did this voice say to you?" "It said that my mother was dead." "That Charles killed her." "Right." "I knew that it was true." "I started to cry." "Okay, did the voice say anything else to you?" " Anything at all?" " No." "It hasn't said anything to you since?" "No, no." "Didn't you find anything in the stuff I brought you?" "No, nothing we can use so far." "DANNY:" "No, but what we could use is a little bit more of your help, if you can." "(anxious laugh)" "It's not like a jukebox where you can just press a button and God starts to talk." "All right, well, how does it work?" "What do you need to do?" "You need to look up at the tree, pray, meditate, what?" "You think I'm crazy." "No, look, nobody thinks you're crazy here, all right?" "If we thought you were crazy, we wouldn't be here." "JACKIE:" "No, come on." "Gear up." "Let's go." "Go." "Is it this tree?" "All right, you know what?" "I'm not doing this." "It does not work like that." "I'm sorry." "I don't know how to talk to God." "All right, all right, that's enough." "Let's just, let's just stop." "Berlin." "What?" "Berlin." "Wh-What's Berlin?" "What are you talking about?" "That doesn't make any sense." "No, it doesn't." "God just said, "Berlin"?" "Yes." "DANNY:" "Okay." "Hold on." "Does Berlin mean anything to you or to your mother?" "Are you from Berlin?" "Does she know anyone in Berlin?" "No, she didn't travel." "There's no connection to Berlin?" "No." "Berlin." "All right." "Uncle Danny, if she says she talks to God, she's nuts, no doubt about it." "Amen." "Maybe she is nuts, I don't know." "But where did we just come from?" "Church?" "We came from church." "And what did we do there?" "We talked to God, right?" "Through prayer, through moments of silence we ask for forgiveness, for intervention." "Does that make us nuts?" "But none of us are saying he talked back, right?" "I'm not saying he talked back to the girl either." "She heard something." "When I was in school up in Boston," "I stopped going to Mass for a while." "Between studying and classes and working at the coop," "I didn't have time, so I'd just kind of talked to God kind on the fly." "And he gave you a shout-out back?" "Not exactly." "But it was like the difference between listening to a professor with 800 other people in a lecture hall, and getting to meet with him one-on-one in his office." "So you believe God talks to people." "When it came to deciding whether or not to come back home and join the department?" "Yeah, I could hear him." "Yeah, but this Sandy person, I mean, she's making God out to be some kind of character in a Stephen King novel, giving out these cryptic clues." "To a mystery, yeah." "Like, is Father Campion a saint?" "Because that's a real mystery to me." "How come?" "Well, any priest who could tell a certain kind of joke the way he did... (Erin clears throat)" "However, he was the first person to drive a Volvo before it was common over here." "Boys, what Pop is trying to say is Father Bill is not an obvious choice when you think about who's gonna be a saint, which makes it more of a mystery?" "Right." "How do you solve it?" "How do you solve it?" "Well, you start by walking a mile in his shoes, find out what makes him tick, why he made the choices he did." "I'm feeling like a bad Catholic." "I'm not getting any of this." "Well, faith, sister, faith." "It's kind of like listening to your heart." "Same kind of thing." "Okay, so when God talks to you, does He extend professional courtesy by calling you "Commissioner"?" "No." "He calls me "Frankie."" "(all laughing)" "Not "Francis"?" "Okay, well, can you pass the butter, Frankie?" "Not "Francis."" "(laughter)" "Hey, excuse me." " Hey." " Hey!" "What are you doing here?" "I thought Sundays were sacred for you people." "Yeah, well, I got a call from the lab." "Turns out those interferon vials had" "Carolyn Bynes's fingerprints on them, but not her husband's." "Yeah, but she injects herself." "But the one found next to her body had her fingerprints and his fingerprints." "I'm thinking he switched the vial after she took the one he loaded with fentanyl." "Amazing." "Now what are you doing here on a Sunday?" "They don't pay us overtime to investigate heart attacks, Jackie." "Well, I thought maybe God knows something I don't." "Surprising, but yes, maybe He does." "What, are you getting religion?" "No, I'm just taking it for a little test drive." "But I was thinking about it." "Berlin, what is Berlin?" "It's a city, right?" "But what else is it?" "A town?" "It's a last name." "Who wrote "White Christmas"?" "Irving Berlin." "What are you up to?" "I've been looking for anybody named Berlin associated with Carolyn or Charles Bynes." "I was looking at business directories, their friends on social Web sites." "And then I thought, "Obituaries."" "Look what I found." ""Harold K. Berlin."" "Okay." "Well, I just talked to his widow." "It seems he died a few weeks ago, and three hours before he was about to have a triple-bypass surgery." "And guess who's the anesthesiologist." "Dr. Karen Folson." "Thank you." "All right, my turn to do a little overtime." "I'm going back to the hospital." "You enjoy the rest of your Sunday." "Yes, right here." "Dinner with my husband." "I will give you two minutes." "All right." "It's about Dr. Folson again." "I told you that woman is not a drug addict." "I didn't say she was." "Can you just tell me what drugs she pulled two weeks ago Monday?" "I'm not seeing a subpoena." "Okay, read the records, okay?" "You look at it, I'll guess what it says, you tell me I'm right or wrong." "Please?" "This is very important." "And can you open the door?" "I don't want to talk through the glass." "Mm." "Really?" "Don't worry." "This will be quick." "You'll be on your way to dinner in no time." " It better." " You got the records?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Dr. Folson pulled an O.R. tray for a heart patient named Harold Berlin." "How am I doing so far?" "Go on." "There's no more to tell." "Harold Berlin died three hours before the operation took place." "He did?" "Now do your doctors typically inject these drugs into people who are dead?" "Of course not." "Okay, so the question is:" "did Dr. Folson return the drugs that she was supposed to use for Harold Berlin?" "No, she didn't." "Enjoy your dinner." "I'm Frank." "Thanks for coming." "You can call me David." "Although it's been a while since anyone else has." "Yeah." "But I gather it's David's story you wanted to talk to me about." "You don't know who I am, do you?" "Oh, some kind of law, I'd guess." "That obvious?" "And yet, here you are." "I was told there was no risk." "That you suggested meeting in a sanctuary." "I was also told this was about Father Campion." "True on both counts." "How can I help you, Frank?" "Was Father Campion aware of what you'd done when he helped you evade the authorities and get into Canada?" "He was well aware." "I'd confessed the action to him, and he arranged for me to get across the border." "Why would he do that?" "I can tell you how he came to the decision." "Father Campion was close to a woman in his parish-- a single mother of two sons who'd been drafted and were over in Vietnam." "He sought her counsel." "By what license?" "He asked me if I was willing to abide by what she thought was just." "Do you understand?" "No, not really." "Well, Father Campion was putting me to the test." "He asked me to place myself at the mercy of a woman who should have a genuine say in the matter." "A proud mother of two soldiers." "And then he decided you should go free?" "No." "He told me I had the choice between prison and exile." "That's very different from free." "And you believed he had that authority?" "Oh, ask anybody who knew him." "He was one of those people you just trusted above all else." "And if you prayed to God-- and I still do-- it's William Campion you hope is listening with him." "What can you tell me about his relationship with the woman?" "Simple." "I've never seen two people more in love." "But he was her priest, and she was his parishioner, and that was their cross to bear." "He talked about her on the drive up." "He said he was grateful to God for the challenge." "He just wished the challenge didn't have such a great pair of legs." "Anything else?" "No." "I think that covers it." "Well, whatever it is you're looking for," "I hope that helps." "William Campion was no saint, but he was a better man than most." "(sighs)" "Thank you." "(knocking)" "Doctor." "Oh, Mr. Bynes." "This another routine visit, Detectives?" "No, it's business." "Then why don't you call tomorrow at my office?" "No, actually, we thought this would be a great time to get you two together." "How are those funeral plans working out for you, sir?" "Oh, I think I've been patient with this long enough." "Would you like the phone number of my stepdaughter's psychiatrist?" "Charles, why don't you just call your lawyer, okay?" "Thank you." "A-A-Actually... we wanted to talk to you, since you're facing some serious criminal charges." "What are you talking about?" "Sale of a narcotics, sir." "DANNY:" "Well, you know, the fentanyl that you checked out from the hospital for an operation that never happened, but then you failed to return it?" "What operation?" "Well, the one on Harold Berlin two weeks ago." "The O.R. pharmacist-- she confirmed it for us." "Then she is mistaken-- or it's in my office." "Don't talk to them, Karen." "They're just trying to scare you." "Well, losing her medical license, two years in prison-- that would scare me." "Or 25 to life for murder." "That would sure scare me." "You must have really wanted to marry this guy bad, huh?" " Murder?" " Yeah, murder." "The tox screen on his wife came back, and it showed fentanyl in her body." "She injected it in herself instead of the drug that she's supposed to be taking for MS when he switched the vials." "She died of a heart attack." "The M.E. revised the cause of death." "So now the only question is-- did he kill her, or did you kill her?" "But, you know, if you gave him that drug, it still counts as a sale, Doc." "You want to tell us what happened?" "Karen, don't say anything." "Sir, why don't you just stay where we can see you?" "All right?" "And keep your hands where we can see them as well." "You do know that his first wife died." "Do you want to be on deck for number three?" "JACKIE:" "Listen, just tell me what happened with the fentanyl." "Charles has a herniated disk." "And when it flares up, the pain can be excruciating." " Karen!" " His doctor prescribed him pain medicine, but Charles ran out, his doctor was out of town." "I..." "Tell them, Charles." "I'm calling my lawyer." "DANNY:" "Yeah, come on, Charles." "Tell us all about it." "He just needed something to tide him over, that's..." "Karen!" "For God's sake, that's enough." "Charles, you can tell them what your doctor said." "You can show them the prescriptions." "What-what he said about managing your pain." "Karen... just... stop... talking." "I-I didn't..." "I didn't want to give him the fentanyl at first, because..." "I was worried about him." "Because I cared." "I told him that it was too dangerous." "I told him it could cause a heart attack." "And with the full knowledge of what he was doing, that's a federal offense-- at least one." "Could also be framed as an interpretation of the pacifist tenets of Christ's teachings." "There's also anecdotal evidence that he maintained a close, personal relationship with a single mother in the parish." "Cummings characterized it... as two people in love." "Is the woman still living?" "No." "She passed away last year." "Was the relationship consummated?" "Not as far as I know, but I don't know very far." "As a man, I can make an assumption." "That won't be necessary." "Well... the vows of chastity, as far as I'm concerned, make you guys all saints in my book, but, uh," "I assume you're aiming higher here." "All right, Frank, uh... thank you for your input." "Don't I get a vote?" "We're not voting here." "I would like to know what you think, Commissioner." "I think we already know where the commissioner stands." "Look, like you, I'd be out of a job without sinners, so I have kind of a soft spot for them." "Besides, if you took all the sinners out of the pool for sainthood, you'd be left with who?" " Very few." " Exactly." "St. Olga of Kiev scalded her husband's enemies and burned villages that crossed her." "And she's still on active duty, right?" "So to speak." "A lot of them did a lot worse than go outside the law in troubled times to help a misguided kid get a second chance." "And I think... the Church could do a lot worse than St. Bill from Brooklyn." "Does have a nice ring to it." "To me, it comes down to this:" "if you told Father Bill he was a candidate for sainthood, he'd laugh his ass off." "(chuckling)" "And that's exactly the kind of saint the Church needs to put out there." "I wanted to let you know that, um, we arrested Charles Bynes." "Thanks to your help." "God's help." "Whoever's help." "I really thought he was going to get away with it." "Even though God was on your side, huh?" "He just gives me the information." "He doesn't give me the outcome." "Right." "Right." "Look, you going to be all right?" "I'm sure He has a plan for me." "I'm sure He does." "Yeah." "Anyway, it's not going to bring your mom back, but at least you got the inheritance, too." "Money can't buy happiness." "No, but it can buy you a nice little boat to park right alongside of happiness." "(laughs quietly)" "Do you really believe that?" "No." "Then maybe there is hope for you yet." "Maybe." "See you around, kid." "== sync, corrected by elderman =="