Tommy: This is her bottle of Oxy. The prescription ran out on it two months ago, but there're still some pills in there, which means she's probably scoring them from off the street. They also found this.
(Tommy hands Frank Billy's paraphenalia)
Frank: She's smoking it?!
Tommy: Billy's a full-on junkie.
Frank: She's high and I'm putting her back on the street? How the hell didn't I see that?
Rabbi: Not just you, Frank. None of us did.