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Martha Stewart has a new worry.

An assistant to her

stockbroker has pleaded guilty

to a charge of keeping quiet

about alleged insider trading

in Stewart's enclosed...

Laurel?

Laurel, your phone's

ringing. Do you want me to...

Do you want me to get it?

Hey.

Hester?

Oh, hi, Lyndy. I thought

you were the office.

Can I call you back?

Okay.

Never answer my phone, okay?

That could have been my partner or my boss.

I'm sorry I yelled at

you but it's important.

And I'm, uh...

I'm over it.

You want some...

You want some coffee? Or some toast?

What? You're a cop so you think you can

yell at people? Is that...

I have to be careful.

In law enforcement,

women don't get important cases.

They don't get promoted.

A gay woman, forget it.

I have to drive all

the way to Pennsylvania.

It's like an hour.

I'm going home.

Okay.

Okay?

That's what you're gonna say? "Okay"?

I've got a lot of work to get

through this afternoon, so...

Sh*t.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Remember how you said that

none of Jeeter's buddies

would help us with the double homicide?

Yeah.

Look. Christy Miller. Jeeter's girl.

So?

Same high school as Debbie Cherico.

Signed the yearbook,

"best friends forever."

Nice! Well, let's find

her and bring her in.

She works at that coffee shop in Beachwood.

You have been working on it.

All night long.

I'll make a call.

I guess I owe you $10.

No, I think it's 20.

Hey.

What's up, Belkin?

Hey, Belkin! I want those files on my desk!

- You were at the...

- He finally shut up.

... club Saturday night, right?

Okay.

But we're good, right?

I mean I just made detective.

I can't risk anybody...

We're good, Belkin.

You don't have to worry.

Okay.

Hey.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Um...

I screwed up.

I had no right to talk

to you the way I did.

I ruined our date and I

really enjoyed being with you.

And I'm nervous.

Um...

maybe I am too old for you.

Will you stop saying that?

If anything you're too smart for me.

No way.

You're smart, funny,

and you're honest and...

basically I think you're amazing.

You there?

So you called to say I'm amazing?

Yes.

Can I see you again?

Yeah.

Yeah, you can.

Great. Great.

If you could have

anything, what would it be?

What's your dream?

What do you mean? Like, be rich or famous?

No. I mean your...

your big dream. Dream for your life.

My big dream is kind of small.

Yeah?

A woman I love. Loves me.

A house. A dog.

Mmm. Me too. House. Yard. Dog.

Partner.

- What kind of dog?

- Mmm...

I don't know. Maybe one

of those little ones.

You know, that you carry around with you.

With long, white hair. What

are they called? Maltese?

Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t, no. No. No!

There is no way!

There is no way I am gonna

live with that little dog!

I...

- That's a deal breaker.

- I'm kidding! I'm kidding!

- That's a deal breaker.

- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

That's a deal breaker.

And the one-two swung on! Driven

deep to right-center field!

Going back is Crawford...

- Yeah.

- Yeah!

I made you a baseball fan, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Detective Hester.

Christy Miller's manager just called.

She's leaving town. It's now or never.

I'll be there in half an hour.

Throw to home, you idiot!

You having a party?

Uh, my sister's over.

I'll see you.

I've gotta go.

It's Saturday.

Yeah. Something's up.

We're working the right lead.

Uh, you want to put money on it?

Give me a minute.

Christy?

Can I talk to you for a sec?

- What about?

- Your friend Debbie Cherico.

You're not in trouble. Okay?

I just want you to come down to the station

and talk with me for, like, 30 minutes.

Christy?

Stop!

Come on!

Stop the car!

- Stop! Laurel!

- Damn it!

Get away, b*tch!

You okay?

You hurt?

I'm fine. I'm okay.

Come on, Christy.

Let's stop playing games, right now. Okay?

You and Debbie were best friends.

You went to high school together.

You must have been by Tommy's place

at some point or another.

Now Tommy was moving dope for these guys.

They were in and out of

his apartment all the time.

You expect me to believe you never saw him?

I told you, I don't know anything.

I don't believe you.

I don't believe you!

Can I talk to Christy alone?

Sure.

Come on, Belkin. Let's let the ladies

chat for a few minutes.

I'm gonna turn this off.

It's just us.

What the hell is she doing?

No one needs to hear.

I know you're scared.

Nothing's going to happen to you here.

It's my job to protect you.

Right.

I know what it's like to be afraid.

It's not a nice feeling.

You don't know anything about me.

You're 19, right?

When I was, um...

when I was a few years

younger than you, like 16...

there was something in

my life that I was...

I was really scared of and trying to hide.

And after a while I

couldn't take it anymore.

And I...

I went to my mother and I

told her that I needed help.

And I ended up in a

psychiatric institution.

I was so scared I made myself sick.

I gave myself a nervous breakdown.

And I thought I'd never survive it.

But I did. I did survive it.

And I've learned that being

afraid and hiding things

is a horrible way to live.

I don't want that for you.

I want you to help me find Debbie's killer

so I can protect you from them.

'Cause I don't want you to spend

the rest of your life being afraid.

Okay.

Okay.

- Hi.

- Hi!

I hope my directions didn't confuse you.

Get ready. Here come the dykes.

The backyard is very private.

Just like you wanted.

And it's a sweet

neighborhood. All families.

Which one of you is Mrs. Hester?

I'm Detective Hester.

And you are a friend?

Yeah.

She's my friend.

Yeah, I'm her friend who

is also gonna live here.

I'll just wait outside.

What a b*tch.

It needs a lot of work.

There's plenty of light.

We'll need more closet space, though.

The garage is attached!

And there's enough room for your car

and my truck and my dad's Harley.

You can't bring your dad's motorcycle.

- What?

- No. It's too dangerous.

I don't want to worry about

you every time you go out.

But I... I'll let you get a dog.

You'll let me? You'll let me?

You like it?

Yeah. A lot.

There's no way I can afford this mortgage.

Not even half.

Yeah. I'll take out the loan.

I mean I can do the renovation.

I can paint and drywall.

You can drywall?

Hell yeah.

That's sexy.

So do we have a house?

Yeah. We have a house.

You beat the sh*t out of that!

- Thanks, Mom.

- Of course.

You two are a long way from home.

Okay.

I've got your three forms of ID.

Proof of common assets and common domain.

A shared bank account. A deed.

Give me a second here.

This domestic partnership thing is new.

Take your time.

When people get married, they don't have

to go through this whole rigmarole.

Well, that's it.

Thanks.

Happy Domestic Partnership Day.

Thank you.

I got something for you.

Yeah?

It looks like the beach.

Thanks.

I got something for you, too.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

It's a card from the police union.

It's got your name on it.

It says we're family.

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