Asst. Dist. Atty. Catherine Chandler: There was something in her voice. I don't know, a calling out to be a part of something. To belong. She's really just a girl, alone in a dangerous city. And it's Christmas.
Vincent: So many come into your life, Catherine. This girl must have truly touched you.
Asst. Dist. Atty. Catherine Chandler: She's dying, Vincent. The streets are killing her. And she's fighting to hold on to her spirit. And she's carrying a child. She told me that she would rather see the baby die than bring another life into this world.
Vincent: How can it be that this world could have no more to offer her?
Asst. Dist. Atty. Catherine Chandler: I've talked to a dozen social workers at a dozen shelters, but I don't think... I *know*... she won't respond. She doesn't have the strength anymore, or the hope.
Vincent: Then she has lost her way.
Asst. Dist. Atty. Catherine Chandler: I am afraid to think of what might happen to her, Vincent, if she's left alone. She's so far away from herself. I broke every rule by going to see her.
Vincent: Perhaps Father can break a few rules of his own.