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NOW, YOU AND HENRY,
-Grace: God, this is-- -Indeed. It's quite something. Henry,
a murderer. He's gotta believe in me.
-Oh God. -What?
a court order filed yesterday morning.
is you send someone else to pick him up this afternoon.
Have you ever seen such a cluster-fuck? Sorry.
I'm so sorry, my Grace.
with a family member of a patient.
our investigation. That's all.
(heavy breathing)
The word is that Elena's husband evidently has an alibi.
(street chatter)
and then he left?
-Or! Maybe he's on the plane. -Henry...
Where is your husband?
They have a baby.
He thanked me for my time.
because he cares, and that does not mean that he's some...
(Elena sighs)
(panting)
(chair creaks)
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(heavy breathing)
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who are treating me very much like I'm a suspect,
(crickets chirping)
(door opens)
why did they take you into the police station?
-What? What happened at the benefit? -Oh, come on.
-What's wrong? -Does he usually do that before he leaves on a trip?
For a couple of reasons. The crime scene...
IT WAS HER 10-YEAR-OLD SON WHO FOUND THE VICTIM
How so?
(sighs)
I think what I did
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and-- and left. I was half asleep.
Diagnosed with Wilms tumor.
(sighs) Yes. yes, his...
My husband's a warm, warm man.
Did you kill her?
(panting)
(sighs)
-Henry: Mom! -(gasps)
Evidently, they were having problems.
The teachers will be looking out for him.
Nothing new.
Come on.
he's not returning my emails, nothing.
-Don't scream! Don't scream. -Mm!
I'm gonna tell you the name of the patient.
(sighs)
Miguel's mother...
But I didn't kill her.
(shuts drawer, opens drawer)
because he forgot his phone, and I can't...
WOMAN: The police will want your cooperation.
he'd be at work, but he's not here.