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The washing machine starts acting up again as Oil Derrick strides down the hall in slow motion. Everybody's looking at him. Or is he just paranoid? And who cares? He returns to the loft to find police officers searching the house. Detective Curtis shows him a warrant and tells him that Jones and Travis are up on the roof. He runs up there to bitch at Jones. Blah blah blah people are getting hurt. He tells her to get out of the apartment. He goes back inside, and Detective Curtis approaches him with the picture of Naomi that he gave to Travis. Curtis says they found it in Oil Derrick's sock drawer. Oops. Guess Travis isn't as dumb as he looks. Of course, that might not even be possible. That's okay, because Oil Derrick has a "Plan B" -- actually, I think we're up to around G or H by now. He brings Curtis into the room with Travis's "art," which has suddenly become incredibly violent, with images of guns and bleeding women and other creepy things. He claims that Travis is obsessed with Naomi and that he thinks he was stalking her. Sorry. Still don't buy it. Actually, Curtis doesn't seem to either. Travis and Jones come in during this whole betrayal, though, and Travis bolts from the loft. Curtis tells a cop to find Travis, but points out to Oil Derrick that he's still the only one there with the motive and the opportunity. They've taken a hairbrush from his bathroom, and they're going to test his DNA to see if it matches the skin under Naomi's fingernails. He warns Oil Derrick that he's leaving a car out front, and that he shouldn't try to leave. Elsewhere, Travis is standing in the rain. Back in the loft, a pissed off Oil Derrick destroys his fancy wet bar. Jones is sitting in some cafĂ©; she looks out the window and sees Travis out there on the curb (yeah, I know. At this point, who even cares how this happened?). A car pulls over, and Travis buys a gun from the car's inhabitants. Jones rushes to a pay phone and calls the loft to warn Oil Derrick. Remember this scene. It's very important. We're going to come back to this at the end, and when we do, you're going to want to slap the shit out of the writers. Oil Derrick doesn't answer the phone as he packs a suitcase and pulls out his passport. He heads up to the roof to find some way to bypass the police, as if they wouldn't be watching the fire escape or anything. But, in defiance of several laws of physics, Travis is already up there waiting for him. Jones is still running back to the loft, but Travis is already up on the roof, lying in wait. At this point, to paraphrase Marla Hendricks, if I could give this movie a G grade, I would.