Rossi: I want to show you something. (removes charm bracelet from his pocket and shows it to Caulfield) I carry this wherever I go.
John Caulfield: What, your kids?
Rossi: Indianapolis. Christmas Eve. One of my first cases on the job. Three kids watched their parents get beaten to death. Every year I call to tell them I haven't forgotten, I'm still looking. Last year, not one of them bothered to return my call.