Medavoy's explaining to Fancy about how the dad and son smashed the guy's head with baseball bats. Fancy suggests a rape kit, but Medavoy explains the family is saying the daughter was almost raped. Close, but no cigar. Fancy asks if the daughter confirms the story and Medavoy says, "Oh yes."

Baldwin and Medavoy work out the interview technique. Girl first? Check. Um, how about Jill. No, she's on the phone, with someone. Ahem. They decide to ask Diane. But...

They interview the girl themselves. "I told you what happened." Tell us again, they say. "It don't ring right to us," says Medavoy. Did she know him? No. Ever meet him before? No. Did he try to rape you? Yes. She shows Baldwin some nasty bruises on her wrists. "Okay?" Baldwin asks if these bruises are from today. Yes. Really? They look older. "What do you want from me. Why do you try to beat me down. Don't say he didn't rape me cause he did." Whoops. Medavoy asks, "He had?" She says. "Four days ago. Four days ago. All right!" Damn.

Ricky obsessively arranges his meager collection of office supplies (the stapler has to be just right) and then rolls his chair over to Di. He says, "Don's alive -- so what. Denby -- so what if we're not worried about Jill. Worried you got to tell her, worried she already knows." Di says, "I am not giving her to the job! Making it her fault this prick came back into her life!" Ricky says quietly, "Don has to disappear. Denby has to get collared, Jill's out of it. Don has to disappear."

Fancy says to Medavoy about the rape/home invasion case, "Something about this story's wrong." Duh! Didn't you hear the son ask for cola?

Back at the station house, Baldwin's interviewing the dad. Apparently there was a car speeding away from the scene right after the application of the baseball bat to the dead guy's head. The dad says, "No second guy," and looks away. They ask the daughter -- Anita is her name. No second guy, she says.

Medavoy, sitting on the desk by John's desk, asks the brother about Anita's bruises. "I'm not her warden. What my sister got and when she got it? I don't run that tab." Nice. The walkie-talkie sputters. John gets it. It's Sip. "I want to talk to Ricky," he says. John runs right over with the walkie-talkie. Sip's voice sounds weak. "He's sick. He's not making his red blood cells." Ricky reminds him that they're on an open channel. "I got no strength in my legs. I'm sitting here like a baby." Ricky says he'll be right there. Just as he slams the walkie-talkie back in its place, a voice squawks over saying, "15th Squad! No unauthorized transmissions on this channel!" John makes the 10-4.