Those cases that make you think…
They do a real good job of it, because some of the ones I've seen, well…
It's not every day that you see some of the stuff you see in this unit, and
It takes my mind off the fact that I'm falling apart on the inside
And losing it on the outside, and so it might be all right,
But it still drives me up the wall, and I'd love to know exactly
What the hell possesses these people to do the things they do.
Like this guy, this Ballantine or whatever his name was, 'cause
I really can't be bothered to remember, now that the case is closed.
Never really cared in the first place. Just knew that something was wrong, and
I was right, there was.
But we figured it out too late, which bothers me, because this girl he murdered…
She was going somewhere.
And if I looked hard enough…she looked like she could've been one of mine.
That's the problem, sometimes, with cases like these, because
They're the ones that I can never really seem to let go of, and it's all because
I've got kids at home,
Or rather, I did, before their mother took them with her, but they still come around.
I wonder if they feel obligated to, and don't think about it during the case, because
All it'll do is distract me, and I'd rather not deal with that.
This case was strange enough as it is.
First times…
I don't even know why the hell I'm thinking about it, because
It happened a long time ago for me, but I don't regret it, and it
Almost makes me wonder if the girls he victimized do, and
I feel like an idiot for even thinking about that, because they probably do.
No one deserves to have that taken away from them.
Not that way.
And yet there are people out there who think they have the right to just
Go ahead and do that.
Guess that's what I'm here for, to stop them.
Because it's what I do, really, me and Liv, and the other two, because…
We all had our reasons for coming here, and
If we can save one kid's innocence, then it's worth it, but
Every time it's lost, it feels like a part of us is lost, too.