No Remorse Page #5

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John Kelly's lab reports.

Toxicology, credit card

receipts, nothing.

What did he buy the day of?

He went to a department

store and some place

called Milly's.

What's Milly's?

I don't know.

I haven't had a chance

to check it out yet.

Anything else?

Not hardly. You?

Not hardly.

I missed something.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I heard screams

from another room.

I went in.

There's this

drugged out dope dealer

on top of a young girl.

Her skirt was up,

her clothes were ripped,

she was crying.

"Get off of her," I said.

He turned around,

he looked at me

like I was nuts.

"She's choice," he said.

Said he was gonna

kill her anyway,

so why not put her

to good use first.

He said it like

I should understand.

What did you do?

I kicked him in the face.

He spit out some teeth

and he stood up,

bleeding all over

the hardwood floor.

Just stood there

staring at me with

this smirk on his face.

So I shot it off.

Put two more

in his chest

the girl jumped

up out of the bed,

ran out the back.

That was my last

day as a cop.

Broke open a key of coke,

spread it around the room,

found his gun,

put in his hand.

Drug deal gone bad.

The girl never surfaced,

nobody knew what I did.

I went home, pounded a fif

of Scotch and passed out.

I woke up with a hangover

and a revelation.

The job and the drinking

feed each other. Toxic.

You loved the work.

I hate fishing.

So do I.

So why did you suggest it?

Seemed like a good

idea at the time.

Doesn't cost me anything.

I'll bill you

for a house call.

It's freezing out here.

You figure it out yet?

I don't think it's

the kind of thing where

a light bulb goes on.

Is it Jenn

or is it the work

that makes you drink?

Hell, I don't know.

Could be both.

I'm not a shrink.

I prefer "therapist."

When you're on a case,

you don't drink.

I always drink,

but if I'm involved,

I don't like to drink a lot.

You once told me

you wanted to

kill her boyfriend.

Did you mean that?

I was jealous.

That's not much

of an answer for

a shrink.

Jealousy isn't

a good enough reason?

Jealousy's

a powerful thing.

What I want to know is

do you think you meant it?

I meant it.

So if you could've

gotten your hands on him...

I would've killed him.

Jealousy's

a powerful thing.

(RAIN PATTERING)

(GUNSHOT)

Why Alan Garner?

JESSE:
Something's hinky.

Break-ups are hinky.

Tell me about it.

Alan Garner, background.

Born Haverhill, 1978.

Mother, Selma.

Father not listed.

Bachelor's Degree,

Business Administration,

Boston University.

Master's Degree,

Criminal Psychology.

Okay.

Two incidents

of domestic violence.

Both charges dropped.

How long ago?

Last one, 2002.

Before Gino.

Why Alan Garner?

Just accumulating data.

No, you're not.

Jesse, how much do you

think you can hold back

and still work for me?

I don't think

John Kelly was random.

I think the killer

walked up the ramp

till he found Kelly's car

and waited for him.

Why Alan Garner?

I think he could've

done the killings.

You think?

Yeah.

You got a motive?

Milly's is a gay bar.

I think John Kelly

and Gino had a thing

and his main squeeze,

Alan, found out about it,

he got jealous

and he killed him.

When he calmed down,

he decided to kill more.

So how did he

select two and three?

I have no idea.

You think he killed

two and three

to make it look random,

cover up the motive.

That's about it.

Why'd you go to Gino?

I don't know Bixy Chappell

Leo Finn's dead.

So it's a guess?

It is.

I guess that's

why you hired me.

It is. I think

you're a good guesser.

Look, he's smart.

He went to school.

He knows criminal behavior.

He knows how we work.

I know Alan Garner.

I don't see him out

of control like this.

Jealousy's

a powerful thing.

Where does he live?

Right here.

I had nothing to do

with the killings.

I know that.

Then why the intrigue?

I needed to talk

to you in private.

This is public.

Which makes it private.

Were you with Alan Garner

the night John Kelly

was murdered?

No.

I want to tell you a story.

You want to

tell me a story?

I do, since

you're not his alibi.

I think he killed

John Kelly.

You think?

Know, but can't prove.

Alan? Why would he?

I mean, assuming

he's capable of that.

He was jealous.

Alan would be

jealous of what?

Alan is a business associate.

He might have been

afraid he was going

to lose his position.

Why would he think that?

Maybe you took

a meeting with Mr. Kelly

and Alan assumed the worst.

Did you know

he has a Master's Degree

in Criminal Psychology?

No, I didn't.

Well, he does.

So he would know

that if he killed

at least two more,

it would look like

random serial killings.

Indicating a sickness.

Not for me to say.

Maybe he's

a ruthless sociopath.

Or a sick ruthless sociopath

I don't really care.

Why should I care?

A serial killer who's

your personal assistant

might not look too good

on a boxing promoter's resume.

And you're telling me

all this because...

I'm just giving

you a heads up.

I'm going after him.

If I'm right,

and I think I am,

this is gonna get

in the papers.

Huh.

Anything you want

to tell me?

I think you're stirring

the pot, Jesse Stone.

I am stirring the pot.

It's a ridiculous story.

It is, isn't it?

I don't know

what I was thinking.

Thanks for straightening

me out, Gino.

Not at all, Jesse Stone.

ROSE:
(ON PHONE)

Where are you?

I'm home. Kind of.

I called you, you didn't

check your messages.

I checked my messages.

That's why I'm calling.

I gave Emily

a picture of the guy.

I know.

JESSE:
How do you know?

Because I gave her one, too,

and I also gave

one to the new clerk

at the Final Stop.

And the guy in Heartford?

ROSE:
I did.

That's good

police work, Rose.

What's the Chief think?

He doesn't think

our smoker is relevant.

(SIGHING) Are you

going to the range?

ROSE:
The Temp Chief is

adamant about practice.

Good. How are you feeling?

Well, I'm glad

I have my work.

Jesse, are you there?

Yeah. Keep in touch

with Emily, will you?

Oh, she checks in

all the time.

Thank you.

And check your message...

(SIGHS)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Did Suit talk to you?

What about?

Nothing.

Where were you

when I called?

Home.

Your phone doesn't

work at home.

I was watching

Emily close up.

You were looking

out for her?

I was.

Why couldn't

you just say that?

I don't know.

That might be

a shrink question.

How did you feel?

How did I feel?

When you moved out.

That was different, Rose.

You got a divorce,

didn't you?

Jenn got a divorce.

Jesse, you're divorced.

Everywhere but in my mind.

How many is that?

This is one.

I haven't slept in a while.

How long a while?

How long since

I've been here?

Three days.

Three days.

I read somewhere

that two drinks a day

is good for your heart.

So I made a rule,

two drinks a day.

It would give me something

to look forward

to every evening

but it wouldn't

scramble my brain.

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