Mr. Brooks2007

[Atwood's phone rings]

Tracy Atwood:
Atwood.

Earl Brooks:
Why are you a cop?

Tracy Atwood:
Who is this?

Earl Brooks:
You're rich, you have a good education. You could have gone into your father's business. Instead, you became successful on your own. Why?

Tracy Atwood:
If you don't tell me who you are, I'm going to hang up.

Earl Brooks:
You didn't really think your husband's killing was random, did you? And I certainly didn't have to give you Meeks.

Tracy Atwood:
Mr. Baffert? You don't sound like you.

Earl Brooks:
Well, I have a little cold.

Tracy Atwood:
Where are you?

Earl Brooks:
I'll tell you if you give me an answer to my question.

[Atwood pauses for a moment and exchanges a glance with her partner]

Tracy Atwood:
My father was very disappointed that I was born a girl... and he let me know it. I've spent my whole life trying to prove him wrong.

Earl Brooks:
[smiles] Thank you.

Tracy Atwood:
Wait a minute. You promised to tell me where you are.

Earl Brooks:
Me? I'm on top of a building.

[Earl hangs up and drops the cellphone onto the street below]