"Hey, how did your meeting go?" "It's over, Donna." "Marie and I finally signed off on a money settlement and a custody arrangement." "I feel like a thousand-pound weight's off my back." "Now you can get on with your life." "That's how I feel, like I can finally turn a page." "You look great today." "Thanks." "So do you." "And that perfume you're wearing... drives me wild." "Gregory... remember where we are." "I can't help it." "Whenever I'm around you..." "I just..." "I just want to..." "Excuse me." "Oh." "Can you sign this for me?" "Morning, Detective." "Counselor." "On the Andretti stabbings... his lawyer's all over me for your paperwork." "Yeah, all right, well... here." "Tell him this is every piece of paper I got... except I'm still trying to find those two Kleenexes" "I sneezed in at the crime scene." "Thanks." "Uh, ahem, Counselor." "In terms of our conversation the other night..." "I don't want you feeling pressured with that." "I don't." "My point is it's not imminent." "It doesn't have to be." "Could be way, way down the road, you know... if you wanted that at all." "The nicest thing that's ever happened to me is you asking me to be your wife." "I just want to settle into it before we make any decisions." "Well, that's smart." "That's good." "Andy." "Good morning." "Hi, Sylvia." "Um, Theresa Carlin..." "Domestic abuse." "Yeah, I took her 61." "She's a homicide." "Neighbor found her body in her apartment." "Son of a bitch." "Medavoy, Martinez, we got a homicide." "I knew it." "That son of a bitch." "Detective Adrianne Lesniak." "I'm supposed to report to Lieutenant Fancy." "I think he's busy just for the second." "No problem." "That son of a bitch killed her." " Excuse us." " No problem." "The Lower East Side's going to be a change from the 27." "I grew up in Bayridge." "I did my time in uniform in Bed-Stuy." "I'm comfortable among the great unwashed." "Lieutenant, on the reason I was transferred..." "That's not my concern unless it interferes with your work for me." "It won't." "That relationship is finished." "Yeah." "Yeah, O.K." "We got another homicide." "Excuse me a second." "Thanks." "Hey, John." "Sorry, Lieutenant." "I tookJanice to the probation hearing." "That domestic violence victim" "Andy worked a couple of weeks ago showed up a homicide." "Mrs. Carlin." "And we just had another homicide in Chinatown." "Mm-hmm." "That's the new transfer..." "Lesniak." "Right." "O.K., I'll work the Chinatown with her then." "Lieutenant, you better take this." "He'll be right here." "Fancy." "Yeah." "O.K." "That shooting in Chinatown... an off-duty cop." "I'm going to ask you to work with Detective Sipowicz." "Our P.A.A. Will give you the address." "Adrianne Lesniak, John Kelly." " How do you do?" " Hi." "Donna, give Detective Lesniak the address on Andy's homicide... and have Medavoy and Martinez 10-1 the squad and move over to the Chinatown shooting." "All right." "Who is he?" "Paul Van Pool, Central Park Precinct." "He interrupted a burglary in progress... had his shield out." "We got a description of a male Asian from a witness who tried to stop the shooter." "Guy slipped out of his jacket and took off towards Canal Street." "Is that the witness?" "Yeah." "Take him to the station house... see what you can get." "Also, inventory the contents of the jacket." "And move that line back." "Get those people out of here." "We're going to need a Chinese cop." "I'll get Harold Ng from the robbery squad." "Has anyone contacted the chaplain's unit on notification of kin?" "Not yet." "Let me go do that." "Is there anything else?" "The guy hit her all the time." "I heard her screaming on Christmas Eve, for God's sake." "In terms of last night and this morning... you didn't actually hear anything." "No." "Thanks." "You've been very helpful." "Detective Martinez?" "Adrianne Lesniak." "I'm your relief." "Welcome aboard." "Detective Medavoy already left." "Let me introduce you to Detective Sipowicz." "Get pictures of the glass on the floor around that window and that bogus ransack of the dresser." "Andy, this is Detective Lesniak." "Fancy wants me on the canvass at that Chinatown shooting." "The neighbor says Mr. Carlin called her from work and asked her to put a note on the refrigerator that he was going to be working late." "So he could establish his alibi." "Carlin said he'd been calling his wife... but there was no answer." "The neighbor had a key." "She let herself in." "She found the body." "You better get over to Chinatown." "Nice meeting you." "Same here." "So I understand you took a domestic violence complaint on this victim." "Yeah." "See, not all that damage is recent." "Her jaw is half off 'cause it's broken on both sides." "That's from about a month ago." "Eyes are swollen shut." "See that chipped tooth?" "That's old." "Her husband gave her that after he lost his Super Bowl bet last year." "He really beat you to a pulp this time... didn't he, Theresa?" "You finish taking statements around here... and then canvass the block." "Get to everybody, you understand?" "Where are you going?" "I'm going to pick up the husband... unless you got a problem with that." "I don't." "Don't you worry where I'm going." "Just worry about what you got to do." "Are you getting my drift?" "Yes." "All right, yeah, I'll hold." "All right." "Donna, could you get me a pencil?" "Sure." "You done with those notifications?" "Yeah." "Where are you?" "Got a sketch artist in there with the witness... but he didn't get a good look at him." "Contents of the jacket?" "House key, Medavoy's making a copy... got a phone number on this guy Shen... and a lottery ticket." "James is on the phone with the commission now." "We're getting a lot of calls from off-duty cops from the Central Park Precinct... volunteering to help with the investigation." "Take their names." "Tell them we'll contact them if we need them." "Hey, Johnny, how are you?" "Hey, Harold." "When I first hear a Chinese guy shoot a cop..." "I say, You kidding me?"" "Chinese afraid of police." "Must be real scumbag." "We get him, we kick his ass, eh, Johnny?" "Yeah, definitely." "Definitely." "The lottery ticket was bought at the Chinese herb store on Mott Street." "James Martinez, Harold Ng from robbery." "Nice to meet you." "You new here?" "No." "I bust cases with all these guys..." "John, Greg, Andy Sipowicz." "Harold and I are going to talk to Shen." "When Greg gets back, go to the herb store." "We'll see if anyone can I.D. The sketch." "Harold, you know what?" "I think you need to speak a little slower so people understand." "You know what I mean?" "No problem." "Let's do it." "Yeah." "Chef will be right out." "Johnny, you see Tommy Lew?" "The famous heroin importer." "He's head of Hop Sung Tong." "Chef not going to talk until Tommy give O.K." "So we need his permission to do our job then." "I'll go over and explain the situation." "Tong don't want police trouble." "Go talk to him." "Show him the number." "Tell him we know it's his." "Tell him we found it in the jacket at the crime scene." "Other chefs come to me." "I help find work in Chinese restaurants." "I give them my number, they give me theirs." "You remember writing it on that newspaper?" "The guy I write it for never tell me his name." "You still have the number he gave you?" "Back in the kitchen." "Think this is going to be O.K. With Tommy?" "He cooperating with us." "He's a great man." "Nobody at the herb store could make an I.D." "Did you get anything off that phone number?" "Traced it to a pay phone inside." "Let's go." "How are the wife and kids?" "Kids are fine." "Wife and I are getting divorced." "My second wife called first wife... got together, tell my third wife not to marry me." "Got to keep ex-wives apart, remember that." "Excuse us." "That's it." "Should we start knocking on doors?" "You have that key, Greg?" "Should we get a search warrant?" "I don't want to waste a whole day on one if this ain't the place." "O.K., why don't you guys grab some air?" "A cop got shot, John." "None of us is going to have a problem with seeing what's in there." "You don't see what you don't have to." "I'll be right outside." "Go ahead." "All right." "Be careful." "Come on, guys." "Police." "Anyone home?" "Get the warrant." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Yo!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Stop!" "Who's this guy?" "Who's this guy?" "Do we know this guy?" "No." "You speak English?" "You speak English?" "What's he saying?" "He didn't do anything." "Tell him who we are." "This is all he had on him." "Got him?" "These keys match." "The keys match." "Let's go." "We'll talk about it down at the station." "Let's go." "Harold and I will do the interview." "You guys want to get started on that warrant?" "Yeah, sure." "James, you want to get it started?" "You got it." "Has Lieutenant Fancy said anything to you?" "No." "Maybe he's going to let it slide." "You know that Detective Lesniak who just got transferred?" "You know why she got transferred?" "Why?" "Office romance." "Gregory, this is all my fault." "If anyone was en flagrante, it was me." "I should have kept this from happening... but what did I do instead?" "I tempted you." "Look, whatever happens... we're in this together." "I just can't imagine coming to work every day and not seeing you." "Hey, Detective." "I know what you got to be thinking." "You busted me for beating Theresa." "You got to be thinking that I killed her." "I'm not going to lie to you, Victor." "I got a situation here where there's a history of domestic violence." "Now the wife's dead." "I got to consider you a suspect." "I know what it looks like... but I didn't kill Theresa." "The day we had our talk at that courthouse..." "I thought I got through to you." "With God as my witness..." "I never laid a hand on her after that." "You gave me a wake-up call, Detective." "You know, I was married myself once." "I know what it's like." "You get frustrated... and sometimes you do things that afterwards you regret... but that's a long way from beating somebody to death." "I swear to God I didn't kill her." "I loved her." "And we got this apparent break-in at your place." "Used to be a nice street." "Now you got Africans, junkies." "I've been worried about something like this for a long time." "You see anybody suspicious when you left your apartment this morning?" "Actually, I did." "I seen these two brothers hanging around across the street at the liquor store." "Can you give me their description?" "Black as the inside of your hat." "Anything else about them you remember?" "I don't know." "Maybe I could look at some pictures." "How are you doing for time?" "You probably got a lot of arrangements to take care of." "Oh, no, Detective." "I owe it to Theresa to do whatever I can to help find whoever did this." "I called the M.E. To expedite the autopsy so your wife's remains can be returned to you as soon as possible." "Oh, I appreciate that." "Let me set you up with pictures." "Ask him why he ran from us this morning." "He's illegal." "Thought we were I.N.S." "Why was he at the apartment?" "Visiting a friend." "What's the key go to?" "He doesn't know." "Ask him if he knows anything about the cop getting shot in Chinatown this morning." "No." "No?" "You guys just spoke for five minutes." "What's going on, Harold?" "He wanted to know why I'm working with you white ghosts." "Why don't you just be straight with me?" "I just was." "O.K. Maybe he will change his tune after he's picked out of a lineup." "Tell him that." "Detective..." "Mr. Woo's lawyer is here." "Detective Kelly." "Stephen Cheng, Detective." "How do you do?" "I'd like to see my client Woo Shu Kwan." "How do you know we have that person in custody?" "Friends of his saw you pick him up." "Well, Mr. Woo has not asked for the services of an attorney yet." "A member of his family has asked me to represent him." "Who would that be?" "Mr. Woo's uncle." "I don't know why you're here... but you're going to have to do better than that." "John, can we talk a minute?" "Sure." "Tong send the lawyer to get Woo to confess... get it over with." "They're going to get him to confess." "They do something for him... maybe lighten up on the money he owe... give money to the guy's family back in China." "Or get him to confess to protect the real guy." "We found the key on this guy, Johnny." "Who put the key on him, Harold?" "Tommy Lew is not going to make my case for me." "You understand?" "You know what?" "I'm going to need more proof that you represent the family... so bring the uncle in." "Thanks for your time, Detective." "What did you get?" "No one saw anything at the building." "These are the no-answers." "I'll recanvass tomorrow." "Let me have those." "The husband's looking at photos." "Let me know if the lying prick comes up with an I.D." "Are you going to get pissed off if I ask you where you're going?" "Back to recanvass." "There's a vote of confidence." "Detective Lesniak, you got a bunch of calls from a Detective Abruzzo." "I tried telling him you were tied up with a case." "Thanks." "How's it going on your case?" "Dinner's going to have to be late." "Let's just bag dinner then." "I feel bad about this woman." "You did what you could." "I got to go." "Hey." "Yeah." "If you want to talk, I'll be up late." "Hey, John." "The chief of detectives is going to make a statement to the press." "He wants to know if we're calling Woo a suspect." "As far as the lineups are concerned..." "I think it's a maybe." "I'd like to keep him overnight, get him tired... take a shot at him in the morning." "O.K. On showing up late..." "If I could make it up now, that'd be great." "My point is don't have Andy sign you in." "That's the kind of thing Haverill's looking for." "Yeah." "O.K." "How's Harold Ng doing?" "Harold Ng, doing great." "All right." "Good night." "Good night." "Hey, how are we doing?" "O.K. How's your case?" "I think we got a direction." "The husband on my homicide picked out a couple of photos." "Hmm." "You believe him?" "No." "One's in the joint... the other one I'm going to question at his parole officer's tomorrow." "We're going out for a beer." "Want to come along?" "Thanks." "Yeah." "How about you, Harold?" "You want to go out for a beer?" "Yeah." "Sure." "We'll talk later." "O.K." "Harold, this Tommy Lew thing... you know, I got my bosses squeezing my shoes... and maybe I got my back up." "Yeah, Johnny." "I understand... but no boss own me, Tommy Lew especially." "Understand that, too, O. K?" "O.K. Give me a minute." "Yeah." "Ha ha ha!" "Harold, tell her about the possum case." "Possum case?" "Yeah." "It's a great story." "Come on, Harold." "You tell it great." "Come on." "Go ahead." "Come on." "Go ahead." "O.K. Me and this other guy working on a kidnapping." "Kidnapper send a ransom note." "Letter cut out of newspaper... spell out, if you ever want to see what-his-name again..." "like old movie..." "Anyway, we got to make ransom drop in woods." "We got nothing to put the money in, only barbecue bag." "The guy love barbecue." "Eat the rib all day." "Everybody follow me?" "Yeah, we're with you, Harold." "We're with you." "So we put money in barbecue bag... hide the bag in woods like kidnapper tell us." "Possum smell barbecue, eat the money, $10,000." "Everybody follow me?" "Yeah." "Hey." "Guy at the station house said you might still be here." "Hey, John." "Hey, Jimmy." "I understand you're working that, uh, cop shooting." "Yeah." "Good luck with that." "Adie, uh, you got a moment to talk?" "Sure." "Hey, we got to catch up with each other." "Talk later." "You got it." "Who was that?" "What do you want?" "Jimmy Abruzzo." "We went through the homicide course together." "Didn't look too happy to see him." "They were in the 27 together." "Nobody knew they were involved." "Sector car answered a disturbance call." "They were having a knockdown drag-out." "That's why she got transferred." "Don't be such a..." "Just listen to me." "Get out of here!" "You think this is over?" "It's not." "You still love me." "Be right back." "Wait a minute, guys." "Everything O. K?" "She's O.K." "Yeah?" "I asked her." "I'm fine." "I think you need to take off, Jimmy." "Go hump yourself, John." "Butt out, John." "I don't need anybody protecting me, all right?" "My problems are my problem." "Hey, Andy." "Looking good." "Something about you different." "How's it going, Harold?" "Where the cigarettes?" "All the time you smoking." "I quit." "Must be it." "Careful." "You get fat like Goodyear blimp." "It's nice to see you, too, pal." "Johnny, you ready to talk to this guy?" "Yeah." "Let's go." "Doing all right?" "Yeah." "Good morning." "Morning." "This guy Carlin picked out from the mug books..." "I'm going to talk to his parole officers." "Ask him about the grassy knoll in Dallas or the whereabouts on the Lindbergh baby." "Detective, I thought about this real hard last night." "I can't remember what I did to piss you off." "If you're running some guilt trip about this lady dying... please don't make it my problem." "Do you moonlight as a shrink?" "No." "This job is hard enough... and it does not include you batting me around like some inflatable punching clown." "So I'm going to go question this guy... even if it's just to rule him out." "Meanwhile, I would appreciate it if you'd take your attitude and shove it up your ass." "O.K., he's had the whole night to think about it." "We're putting this together... so we need a statement and his description of the events." "He said he doesn't know anything." "Well, tell him that I'm certain he didn't kill this police officer intentionally... but I need a statement... and I need his description of the events." "He said he doesn't know anything." "What's up?" "That lawyer, Mr. Cheng, wants to talk to you again." "Where's Uncle Woo?" "Hi, Detective." "Mr. Woo Hong Lee, my client's uncle... was too infirm to be here." "This notarized letter authorizing me to represent his nephew should suffice." "I also have a letter from the uncle's doctor attesting to his poor health." "Wait here." "Tell him there's a lawyer outside who's been hired by his uncle." "Ask him if he wants him to represent him." "No." "O.K., tell him I want him to tell the lawyer that." "Let's go." "Ask him." "What'd he say?" "He said the Tong want to help him and his family." "He wants the lawyer now." "I'd like some time with my client." "O.K., Counselor, but we get no sacrificial lambs." "If he confesses to me, I better believe it." "Got it?" "Excuse me, ma'am." "Detective Sipowicz." "Oh, yeah, Detective." "I saw you after the murder." "I'm the one who found Mrs. Carlin." "Right." "You live in this apartment?" "No." "Irene Polotto lives here." "I grocery shop for her." "She's a shut-in." "She's out." "Nobody ever answers the door." "She can't hear you knock." "She's deaf." "This is how I let her know I'm here." "I flick the switch." "It's O.K., Irene." "This man's a police officer." "He was wondering if he could ask you about Theresa." "Oh." "She reads lips, so speak slowly and clearly." "I'll put these away." "Ma'am, I'm Detective Sipowicz." "I'm hoping you can help us with our investigation." "I'll certainly try." "Were you home the morning of the murder?" "Yeah, but I didn't know anything was wrong until I looked out the window and saw the police cars." "Did you see the victim's husband that morning?" "I saw him leave for work." "What time would that have been?" "I'm not sure exactly." "It must've been early because I was feeding my pigeons... and they get impatient if I don't feed them before 9:00... especially Tommy." "Was there anything unusual about Mr. Carlin's behavior?" "Did he seem agitated?" "No." "Do you mind if I sit down?" "I got a bum knee." "Please, sit." "So he walked out the door and headed for the subway, is that right?" "Yeah." "After he threw out the garbage." "What garbage?" "He was carrying a garbage bag." "Doesn't this building have a trash chute?" "Ha!" "Sometimes it backs up." "Did you happen to see where Mr. Carlin took that bag of garbage?" "Yeah." "To the building next door, across the alley." "Thank you." "You've been very helpful." "Yeah." "I went to worker's apartment owned by Mr. Fong." "Mr. Fong owns a restaurant." "All his illegal workers live there." "I live there, too." "Until Mr. Fong fired me for no reason." "I knew someone who lived there who has a gun." "I wanted to sell it for a lot of money." "I went out the door." "Saw the policeman." "I got scared." "I never touched a gun before." "Never thought..." "now I kill a man." "I owe 30,000 U.S. Dollars being smuggled in the U.S." "The trip took two months... locked in the hold of a cargo ship... squeezed in with 300 men." "No toilet." "No water to wash hand or bathe." "Everyone was sick." "Who do you owe the 30,000 to?" "Excuse me." "What case are we working on here, Detective?" "Ask him how he lost the jacket." "Someone tried to stop me." "Grabbed me by my jacket." "I didn't want to shoot him, too." "I slipped out of my jacket and ran towards Canal Street." "I came to America to earn money to send money home." "After I arrive, I could not find work." "No money to send home." "I lived any way I can, in filth... always dirty." "In China, it's never like this." "Worse than animal." "I'm sorry." "I'm very sorry." "I never wanted to hurt anyone." "O.K." "I buy it." "Yeah." "I'll bring the guy down and book him... then finish the paperwork." "Good job, Harold." "O.K., Loo." "The jacket sold you, huh, Johnny?" "How the guy grabbed the jacket?" "That's right." "You brought this one home, Harold." "Hey, Johnny." "Dead cop... if this was the guineas looking to keep the pressure off... then give up the guy who really did it... is that a problem?" "Not if he were guilty." "Maybe you would've seen it a little easier." "I needed the help." "Anyway, maybe this will keep Haverill off your back." "Maybe." "Thanks." "Yeah." "Where's the other detective?" "She said there was more mug shots for me to look at." "I don't think that'd be the best use of your time." "Sit down." "I want to bring you up to date on a couple things." "Your African perpetrator theory... that didn't pan out." "I I.D.'d the two guys I seen hanging around the building." "One's in the joint... and the other was at his job all day." "His parole officer verified it." "I know what I saw." "We're kind of questioning that whole break-in theory now." "The place was torn up." "It was ransacked." "I'll tell you, that window was broken out." "There was busted glass all on the sidewalk." "That meant somebody had to break it from the inside." "Plus, what do you make of this?" "They're size 12." "You look like you're about a 12." "Does that look like dried blood to you?" "Looks like dried blood to me." "There's some bloody overalls in here, too." "Made a real mess of things, didn't you?" "So there's blood on them." "I work in a meat-packing plant." "There's blood all over." "The DNA tests will prove that's your wife's blood." "If that's my wife's blood... then whoever did this took my clothes and put them in her blood afterward." "Then they threw them in the next building's trash chute... where your neighbor saw you drop a bag." "I dropped a bag of garbage." "Sometimes our chute gets backed up." "You killed her, you scumbag son of a bitch." "You beat her to death!" "I got to give you one last chance to confess and make it easier on yourself!" "I'm hoping you're too stupid to do that!" "'Cause the harder it is for you, the happier I am!" "So are you gonna tell me the truth now... or are you gonna make me happy?" "Tick tock, Victor." "What's it gonna be?" "I'm missing happy hour." "You prick." "You prick!" "Let go of me!" "You prick!" "You killed her!" "Get off of me!" "Shut up!" "You were watching?" "Is that O. K?" "Nursemaid this guy." "I got to clear my head." "I'll tell you, Mr. Carlin..." "I wouldn't want to be you right now." "Hey, that wacko just hit me." "He touches me again, and he goes to jail." "I don't think that's gonna happen." "I've worked with that detective for a lot of years." "These situations always go down the same way." "You'll wind up in the emergency room, pissing blood... and I'm looking at 12 hours of paperwork explaining how you resisted arrest." "You can't let him do that." "I can't control him." "My advice to you is give the guy what he wants... or it's going to be a long night for the both of us." "We got ourselves a cop." "Yeah." "Can you make a case off the bloody clothes?" "Can't put the guy in the clothes." "L..." "I didn't recover the bag for 36 hours." "He doesn't like you." "Whatever he is, he's gonna be coming back any minute." "He can't do that to me." "Excuse us, Detective Lesniak." "All right." "Beep beep, Carlin." "Beep beep?" "I know about you, Sipowicz." "You're a psycho." "We're going to start over... only I brought my lie detector with me." "Every time my lie detector goes beep beep... you're going to get smacked." "I want to be interviewed by somebody else." "First question... the morning your wife was killed... what time did you leave the house?" "Leave me alone." "What time did you leave?" "8:00!" "Very good." "What did you do when you went outside?" "I went to work." "Beep beep." "No... no..." "I took the garbage out... and I took it to the building next door." "Then I went to work." "Very good." "What was in the garbage you put out?" "Uh, just garbage." "Beep beep." "Just garbage." "Beep beep!" "Oh, no." "Oh, all right." "It was clothes." "And then you threw them in the trash next door?" "That's right." "I did not intend for her to die." "What you don't know is that I was provoked on a daily basis... and the outcome of what happened was... was the result of that." "You start writing." "Beep beep." "Medavoy, come see me." "I'll be right there, sir." "Let's say two people in the station house were having a romantic relationship... and let's say I were to find out about it." "I'd have to get one of them transferred." "Are you aware of that?" "Yes, I am, sir." "So if anyone was to engage in that kind of a relationship... and if they didn't want to get transferred..." "I think they'd be very careful about how they acted... wouldn't you?" "Uh, yes, I would." "I'm... sorry." "As far as I know... you haven't done anything to be sorry for." "And I want you to keep it that way." "Uh, right." "Thank you, sir." "Good night." "Good night." "Hey, Johnny, you want to type this?" "Your job, Harold." "Carlin tape his statement?" "For a drunk, he's got a good memory." "Now there's a guy who wants my ass so bad... he can taste it." "He can taste my ass, too, while he's at it." "Good night." "You know, you want to get some dinner?" "Uh, I was kind of hoping Sylvia might stop by later." "O.K." "How did Lesniak do?" "She did good." "Night." "Good night." "Here's my fives." "Night." "Good night." "Uh, nice job with that interview." "Nice talking to you." "So does Kelly's paperwork look O. K?" "Yeah." "Let's announce we got our cop shooter." "Hasta la vista, Andy." "Yeah, take it easy, Harold." "Yeah." "See you, Loo." "Hey, good job, Harold." "John Kelly did some good job." "He's some damn good cop." "Night." "Why don't you people just put on cheerleading outfits?" "Tough to fire someone who just brought down a cop killer." "Night, Andy." "Yeah." "Good night." "Carlin confessed." "Yeah." "Ahh, that poor woman." "Yeah." "So, uh, did you figure out that new place for us to eat?" "Why don't we go to my place, and I'll cook?" "Nah." "I don't want to put you out." "But you want to marry me." "Yeah." "Do you see anything strange about that?" "No." "I mean, eventually, we'd start eating at home." "What's your point?" "Andy, when you proposed..." "I got the feeling that you thought if we were married... it would fix something." "I don't want to get married to fix something." "In other words, you're saying no." "I'm not saying no... but I do think we need to get comfortable with each other." "Comfortable." "I intend to get married... and I don't want anyone else in my life right now but you." "I want us to get there." "We're not there yet." "Yeah." "O.K." "Look..." "I'm hungry." "So just come over for dinner, O. K?" "Have you already got food there?" "No, I'll have to shop... but I go shopping all the time." "I meant to say maybe we could go shopping together." "Sure."