Jesse Stone: Innocents Lost

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I'm working on the new me.

I was on my way home.

Thought I'd stop by your place,

see how you're doing.

So... how you doing?

I hate jogging.

Your dog wouldn't let me

cross the bridge.

Apparently, he's not a jogger.

And you are?

I was, for a while.

Can you come into Boston

tomorrow?

I'm pretty busy.

I'll check my schedule.

See if you can squeeze it in.

How about a ride?

It's unlocked.

You.

You.

What have I done?

Madness.

Madness.

Why so early?

Nobody's on the

clock till 8:
00.

Exactly.

Doughnuts? They're, uh...

Coply?

So, what are you

going to do, Jesse?

I'm going to mull.

Mulling's good.

Today's your

last day, Suit.

New chief starts tomorrow.

How do you feel about that?

How do I feel about that?

I don't know how I feel

about that, Lou.

He's Jesse.

I know that.

Oh, what the hell.

I'm working on the new me.

So, what are you going to do?

After I mull,

I'm going to do some jogging.

You know what I mean, Jesse.

I thought he should hear this.

He's a dog.

If you say so.

I'm going to have to run

a tab for a while.

That okay?

For a while.

Most golden retrievers

live for affection.

He never seems

to want any.

Think he has issues.

What issues?

- My issues.

- Fear of loss?

When I met him, he was sitting

next to his owner's body.

Existential despair.

This was a stupid idea.

How you dealing with it?

Well, we're kind of like

roommates.

The loss.

What loss?

The job.

I'm jogging.

Jogging clears your mind?

I hate jogging.

Why bother?

It clears my mind.

Have you talked to your ex-wife?

No.

- Have you wanted to talk to Jenn?

- Yes.

But you have not talked to her?

That's correct.

Last time, you said

you can't call her.

No.

I said she can't call me.

Why can't she call you?

I ripped the phone out

of the wall.

You had a fight?

No.

I picked a fight,

three weeks ago.

You were angry.

No-- frightened.

Why is this so hard?

I'm in a dead zone.

It's not the first time

you've felt this way.

No, I can't get cell phone

reception in my house.

I got to go outside

to the point.

Keep a bottle of scotch

out there?

That's not funny.

I didn't mean it to be.

I'm not that far gone.

If you say so.

You lost your job in L.A.

Now you've lost your job

in Paradise.

Are you drinking?

I always drink.

Are you drinking a lot?

I'm sticking to my rule.

Two drinks a night.

That's correct.

- Are two drinks a night a lot?

- No.

- Then, you're not drinking a lot.

- I'm having two drinks at night.

You're having two drinks

at night alone.

Did you tell me this morning

you're jogging?

I did.

You hate jogging.

I was wondering if you could

feed Reggie for me tonight.

I can.

Ooh, I got to go.

Rose.

Like you to meet your new

chief, William Butler.

Actually, we've met already.

The job interview. Based

on ex-Chief Stone's attitude,

I bet you never thought

I'd be standing here.

Well...

It's funny how things work out,

isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Councilman Hansen, I heard your

daughter was in the hospital.

How is she doing?

Oh, she's fine. It's...

Just an appendectomy.

William, I wish you

wouldn't do that.

Do what?

Finish my sentences.

I'm sorry, sir.

She'll be fine.

Is the temp chief in?

He is.

Could I see him?

We don't stand on ceremony here.

Go right on in.

Well, I don't want to

meddle in police business.

See you at dinner,

William.

Information's out there.

All you have to do

is let it in, Rose.

William.

Oh, sorry.

I wasn't expecting you...

Until tomorrow.

I-I thought it would

be better--

well, maybe a little less

embarrassing for you,

if you could move back

to your old desk today.

Yeah.

I guess it might be...

Awkward.

How's your wife doing?

Small town.

It's just an...

Appendectomy.

She'll be fine.

The badge.

Excuse me?

The chief's badge.

May I have it?

It's Lou Carson's badge.

Jesse wouldn't carry it.

Well, I'm sure you're very busy.

Good work solving

that convenient store robbery,

Detective Simpson.

We don't have detectives.

Detective Gammon.

We don't have detectives.

Good afternoon,

Paradise Police Department.

Luthor, I'm on the beach road

going out to Jesse's.

Can you get out here right away?

I can.

And bring Doc Perkins.

You don't have to take him

over to your house.

Just feed him here.

What's wrong?

Cindy Van Aldan is dead.

Who found her?

I did.

I found her on the beach road

about a mile from here.

Was she coming

to see you, Jesse?

I got that from her

two days ago.

You didn't open it.

I got preoccupied.

Read it if you want.

Read it out loud.

"Jesse, I'm sorry

I haven't stayed in touch.

"You are my best friend.

"I need to talk.

"I tried to call you,

but your phone is disconnected.

"I'm coming back to Paradise.

Cindy."

Doc Perkins said it looks

like a drug overdose.

Did he say anything else?

He said she just

stopped breathing.

When's toxicology come back?

Jesse, you're not the

police chief anymore.

Have dinner with me.

You want me to have dinner

with you tonight?

I do.

Who'll watch your boys?

It's Jim's night with the boys.

You don't want me to be alone.

That's correct.

What are you looking at?

Hello?

Jesse?

- Where's Reggie?

- Home.

I had to cancel

an appointment.

Thank you.

So, I've cancelled

my appointment.

What's so urgent?

You said I had a fear of loss.

No, you said that.

No, last time you said

I had a fear of loss.

Because the time before

you told me you did.

Why is this so hard?

I hate cell phones.

I don't want anyone else

to have that number.

I called Jenn.

You told me

you haven't spoken to her.

- I hung up.

- So you haven't spoken

to Jenn in three weeks?

That's correct.

Tell me about addiction.

- What about it?

- Drugs.

Mm-mmm.

This is not about you.

How do you know?

'Cause I know a lot

about addiction.

You're not a candidate

for pills.

Booze is your drug of choice.

Did you come here for help,

or did you come here

for information?

I came here for help...

and information.

I busted this kid

a couple of years ago.

- For using drugs?

- Drunk and disorderly.

Her mom's very well-off.

One of those big houses

out in Paradise Point.

Divorced.

An ugly one.

Mom wanted to take her home.

I insisted she spend the

night in the Paradise jail.

That sounds like you.

Talked to her

most of the night--

good kid; missed her dad.

I said that I was her friend

and that I'd keep in touch.

That sounds like you.

Mom put her

in rehab.

One of those expensive places

in Boston.

When she got out,

she went back to college.

And you kept in touch.

I did.

For a while.

What happened?

She's dead.

Drugs?

Most likely.

Did they give her

prescription drugs

when she left rehab?

I have no idea.

When I asked you what happened,

I meant, why did you

lose contact with her?

I guess I got preoccupied

with my favorite subject.

What subject's that?

Me.

Did I ever tell you

you have a hyperactive sense

of responsibility?

You did.

Well, let's recap.

You live

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