All language subtitles for Law & Order (1990) - S03E16 - Jurisdiction (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 ImE)-16.eng

In the criminal
justice system,

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups:

The police
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

My father makes
such a big deal out of it.

Come on, a trip to Aruba
for your birthday?

Yeah, but he calls everyday
for another "Thanks, Daddy."

I mean, it's not like he's
giving me a kidney or something.

Party animals.
It's grind time.

Shift starts in five.

No way they dragged
their buns out early.

Oh, my God.

No, no! Aloma?

Call in a code blue!

Victoria Hemmings, 21.

Multiple deep stab wounds.

Narrow-bladed weapon.

Okay.

Looks like
he hit her near the door

and kept on workir her.

Yeah. Then she crawled,
tryir to make it to the bed.

The roommate was
found in the kitchen.

What's the word on her?

Chopped up her plumbing,
but missed the pump.

She's just barely hangir on.

Wheeler, you dust all that?

Bloody smudges.
He wore gloves.

I don't get it.

One girl's dead,
the other one's dyir.

This guy's pickir
through clothing.

What's he after?

All that glitters.

Check her left hand.

Ring finger's missing

along with
whatever was with it.

Jilted fiancé?

And what?
She wouldn't return the ring?

We all went to Gino's
on 22nd and 7th for dinner.

What time did you get back?

Around 2:30.

After dinner we went
to a club in the Village.

You meet anybody?

A couple of guys
tried hitting on us,

but we left alone.

What about them,
boyfriends, fiancés?

Aloma goes out
with a Columbia med student.

Vicky hasn't
seen anyone lately.

Do you know
if anybody gave her a ring?

Just the cameo ring
her grandmother gave her.

She always wore it.

I don't want any cameras
in the building.

Yes, sir.

Can you hang out? We're gonna
want to talk to you again.

The media's already comparir
this to Richard Speck.

Oh, Speck was sloppy.
Our boy wore gloves.

They both liked the ladies.

Did you get
evidence of sexual assault?

Some of the knife
work on our girl Vicky

had nothir to do
with killir her.

We've found something
in the stairwell.

We lost some
because they got walked over,

but there's a partial footprint
with traces of blood here,

and down by the exit door.

See, there's the back entrance
to Hudson Presbyterian.

Now this has got to be
a shortcut for the nurses.

Yeah, or hospital employees.

If he works there,
he might have a key.

If he didn't,
maybe he used this.

What do you think?

He props it here.

Miller.

Nurses come out on the way
to the night shift,

and then...

But he doesn't know when.

So he's got to wait and watch.

It's got to be the bushes.

He was here.

Footprint?

Sweet tooth.

If he's here long enough
to get the munchies,

how come
security didn't see him?

On a night like last night,

I doubt they ranged much beyond
the smell of fresh coffee.

I've got potted plants being
stolen out of the main lobby.

Armed junkies
threatening trauma surgeons.

Right-to-lifers chainir
themselves to the handrails.

So no one patrols the grounds
or the nurses' dorm?

Damn right, we patrol them.

My guards patrol
every inch of this facility.

How often?
How many people?

That comes down to manpower

and I'm dealing with cutbacks.

Well, how often do
the nurses' dorms get checked?

Two patrols,
one between 11:00 and 12:00,

the other between
4:00 and 5:00 a. m.

And nobody's seen
anything or anyone?

They've seen
everything in that building.

Those ladies work long,
hard hours

and when it comes
time to let go,

they let go pretty hard.

We talking drugs?

It happens, but rarely.

What about any
previous break-ins?

That's why I added
the 4:00 to 5:00 a. m. Patrol.

Three days ago.

I was over there
to check on my patrolmen,

and there was some guy
on the third floor

pulling doorknobs to see
if anything opened.

I chased him. But, uh,

I got angina.

You get any kind
of a look at him?

White guy, mid-20s,
average build.

McCrea.

Yeah. Logan?

Yeah.
For you.

Thanks. Hello. Yeah.

We'll be right up.

Doc says she can talk.

Vicky was watching TV.

I went to sleep.

I thought I was having a dream

or it was noise from the TV.

She was crying and he was...

That's all right, Aloma.
Take your time.

And you woke up
when he attacked Vicky?

She was trying to
get back to her bed.

And he was on her back.

He was...

I tried to shout,

but I didn't make any sound.

Like in a nightmare.

He saw me.

He came at me,
but I couldn't move.

And he...

Aloma, can you tell us
what he looked like?

He had light skin.

He wasrt black or Hispanic.

He grabbed me.

He was very strong.

Could it be someone you knew?

Uh, maybe somebody
who worked here?

We worked the same shifts.

Knew the same people,

except when Vicky
worked at the clinic.

What clinic?

Bethune Methadone
Treatment Center

in Brooklyn.

She was there for two months,
training in drug rehab.

44 nurses, 16 orderlies,

and two supervisors
live in there.

So did he pick the room
or was he just pullir doors?

I go for he knocked.

Lt'd make more sense
if he knew her.

I don't totally buy it.

I mean, a nursing residence,

it's like a mother lode
for your basic perv.

A perv who ransacks, robs,
and cuts off a finger?

A lot of psychos
keep souvenirs.

Maybe for him
it was about underwear.

Or uniforms.

Remember about
a month back in Brooklyn?

No, what?

The nurse who got stabbed.

So, Lennie, you dropped
anchor at two-seven, uh?

Hey, you know what they say,
Torelli, any port in a storm.

You know about him?

Oh, that depends.

Hey, hey,
give me a break, will you?

After I traded in
the Chivas bottle

for the Grecian Formula,
I became a saint.

Tell us about
this Mary Davis, huh?

Uh, 28-year-old nurse,
stabbed in her apartment.

On nursing residence?

No.

She had her own place.
Here. The work-up.

No forced entry.

Cheap locks.

Maybe he was good
with a hairpin.

What about Manattan?

I think maybe our guy
used the same hairpin.

What was your guy after?

Feedir that thing
between his legs.

He also stole
some money and jewelry.

What's the present status?

Guys, I'm duckir calls
from the captain.

Every lead, dead end.

Hey, Bethune Methadone
Treatment Center?

She worked there.
She taught the nurses.

One of our victims
was in training there.

Oh, yeah?

I worked
the patient list for a week.

I don't think
there's anything there.

Trainee nurses are put through
every phase of the program.

Administration
and record keeping,

blood and urine testing,
counseling,

supervising intake.

The law states the methadone

must be ingested
on the premises.

So both Vicky and Mary

could have come
in contact with...

Hundreds of people.

Can we get a list of names?

We're swimmir in molasses.

What?
They all have priors?

No, not all.
About 264 out of 270.

If we interviewed,
like, five a day,

maybe we'd catch a break
by next Christmas.

Well, maybe the problem is that
we're lookir at program junkies.

Yeah. Junkies on methadone
don't need to steal.

Unless they dropped out
of the program.

Then they need money for drugs.

Bethune's drop-out rate,
in the last three months:

We're lookir at
50 distinguished citizens.

Eliminate everybody
but white males

between 20 and 30,

maybe we got
a number we can manage.

Me and another guy figured out
a way to stash meth

and then sell it on the street.

It was good until some nurse
tested me positive

and busted me
out of the program.

What nurse?

Uh, I don't read name tags.

Is this gonna take long?
Man, my ears are ringir.

I should get somethir to eat.

Try chewir your nails.

Night before last,
where were you?

Coleman Square.

Alone?

In the square, I'm never alone.

We're gonna need names.

No problemo.

I can account for my time, man.

I keep good company.

Yeah, like your dealer
is good company, right?

I took my dealer
down on a plea.

He's in Ossining
keeping house for King Kong.

I'm clean.
I'm in a program.

Make that "were" in a program.

You dropped out of Bethune.

Gee. So it's true.

You people really care.

You wanna see how much we care?

They opened a program
in the Bronx,

near where I live.

I'm registered.

Check it out.

Count on it.

But I'm touched
by your concern.

They picked up two more
junkies from your list.

Who do you want first?

Have them send in Crawford.

You got it.

Go ahead, say it.

Are we on the wrong horse?

I mean, a junkie needs a fix,
what does he do?

You mean he mugs
somebody on the street.

I just told Profaci
to release your junkies.

Brooklyn called.

They got a suspect
and a confession.

I picked him as a possible
on the Mary Davis case

because of his
past sexual assaults.

But nothir really connected.

Then after you guys were here,

I brought him back.

He gave the same alibi
for your killing

as he had for Mary Davis.

He had been to the movies.

I took my time.
He came around.

Did you tape his statement?

Yeah and the Miranda,

and his refusal of counsel.

What about a murder weapon?

They found a boning knife
in his room.

It was washed clean.

But they're checkir
the handle for latent blood.

Why did you kill
Victoria Hemmings?

She was a nurse.

Nurses make a lot of money.

So you killed her to rob her?

Yeah. I robbed her.

How did you know
Vicky Hemmings?

She was a friend of Mary.

How'd you know Mary Davis?

I knew her from the house.

Which house?

Where I live.

Davy lives in a halfway house.

Mary Davis
administered drugs there.

What kind of halfway house?

Well, it's just a place
I live, okay?

He lives with special people.

I don't need to be there.

I'm not some melonead
or Dowrs dummy.

There's nothir in your DD-five's
about this kid being retarded.

What was I supposed to do?

Deliver up Albert Einstein?

Brian,
is there any work-up on him?

I've got his records
from the halfway house.

His IQ is over 80.

Well in the ballpark for
his ability to stand trial.

Captain wants me at a press
conference in 10 minutes.

We'd like to take
him to Manattan.

We're arraigning on Mary Davis
in the morning.

Take him for
a line-up the day after.

Our witness is touch and go
in intensive care.

There's a good possibility she
may not make it to a line-up.

Also, we'd like to walk him
through the crime scene.

See if he links up
with our evidence.

Make sure you have him back
in the morning.

Now, Aloma, when he comes in,
you take your time.

If you want him to turn around

or you want him to come
closer, you just tell me, hmm?

I'm afraid.

No, no.
We're both right here,

and he's not gonna
be able to see you.

There's nothir to be afraid of.

All right.
Hold it, right there.

Now, I want you
to turn around, slowly.

I think it was him.

It happened so fast.

Yeah. It was him.

Okay,

let's start with
how you got in.

The door was open.
She left it open.

What's this about?

Just tell us
what happened here.

I stabbed a nurse, there.

That's all?

The other girl was there,
in the bed.

Okay.

All right. Now, show me
how you opened it.

I used a little piece of wood.

About this big.

When the nurses came out,
it kept the door open.

Where'd you learn that, Davy?

In a book.
A detective book.

That's where I waited.
In the bushes.

You want a candy bar?

No. I don't want candy.

It's bad for my teeth.

The night
you killed the nurses,

how'd you get here?

I took the G Line
from Classon Avenue

to Atlantic Avenue.
Down two flights

to the A, C, to Fulton.

Then, uh, the Number 4 train.

Hey, are you guys
messir with my head?

Nobody's messing
with your head.

Well, then stop testing me.

What the hell
are you lookir at?

Bitches! Hey!
Damn bitches!

All right,
all right, all right!

Stop looking at me!

Take it easy!

So he says he doesn't
eat candy. So what?

You pump a nickel into him,

he'll spit out
any damn thing you want.

I'm more impressed with the
fact that those two nurses

practically had him
foaming at the mouth.

Well, he's unstable.

We pushed him, something blew.

I got a niece.
She's retarded.

Ask her in the wrong voice
to clear the table,

and she starts
frisbeeing the dishes.

Look, fellows, I just want to
stop wringing my hands on this.

Doesrt he have
prior sexual assaults?

Well, what Brooklyn
is calling sexual assault,

his yellows show
as indecent exposure

and sexual misconduct.

All right.
He got plead down. So what?

What does that mean?

Well, I'll tell you
what it means.

It means, you put him in a
cell, you get in your car,

and you find out
what he actually did.

He's lived here two years now.

Ever since his father died.

He's done relatively well.

Relative to what?

He has a problem
dealing with rage.

But he's done well
on a combination

of drug therapy and counseling.

What about Mary Davis?

Did she handle
his drug therapy?

She administered
to all our people.

"Gibert's Practical
Homicide Investigation. "

Graphic pictures
of carved up corpses.

A nice light read.

And he was fascinated
by police work.

That's from a detective school.

Correspondence course.

He was proud of that.

How'd he get along
with the other people here?

He was working at it.

But it was hard.
He felt superior.

How about women?
Was he interested?

Retardation of the mind

does not necessarily
affect the hormones.

Davy was easily excited.

Well, he was arrested
twice for sexual assault.

Well, the incident here was
simply him exposing himself

to the office personnel.

He claimed it was a joke.

The other happened when he
still lived with his mother.

Did he ever talk
about that one?

He said all he did was kiss
a neighborhood girl.

Kissing doesn't
get people arrested.

It can if you're retarded.

The girl's parents
filed a rape charge.

I guess
the police believed Davy.

It was reduced to
a sexual misconduct.

I buy the confession.

I mean, I buy the fact that
he's not too dumb to kill,

and he's crazy enough to do it.

Any leads to give you reason
to doubt he did it?

Not really, we had a connection to
both crimes through a methadone clinic.

We were talkir to junkies
when the kid confessed.

All I'm asking is there any
reason to sit on our hands?

Brooklyn wants him
back for arraignment.

Thanks.

The Feds examined
the murder weapon

in the wooden handle,

minute traces of human blood.
Type A.

Same as Vicky Hemmings.

And my whole family.

And they're workir up a DNA.

Okay, then let's arraign
him for Hemmings.

This is as far
as it goes, Davy.

I won't see you again?

These officers will take you
to the courthouse.

Hey, you know,
those girls were bad.

They deserved to die.

"Docket number 484193.

"The People v.
David Scott Zifrin.

"The charges are
murder in the second degree

"attempted murder in the second
degree, assault in the first degree,

and robbery in
the first degree."

Your Honor,
my client pleads not guilty.

At this time,
I request a 730 exam

to determine Mr. Zifrirs
competency to stand trial.

The People take no position,
as long as the examination

is performed by
our own psychologist.

Can I look forward
to such munificence

on the subject of bail?

The People request
bail of $200,000.

Your Honor, Mr. Zifrirs
never been away

from the supervision of either
his mother or the Gasmer house.

This defendant confessed
to heinous crimes.

The fact that he's here proves
the supervision was inadequate.

I don't think the State's
out of line here, Ms. Green.

That isn't the point,
Your Honor.

Davy Zifrin would
be lost in jail.

You can leave him
a trail of breadcrumbs.

Bail is set at $200,000.

Clin... Uh, Clinton.
Uh, Bill Clinton.

Bush. George Bush.

George Washington.

Okay, that's good enough.

Now I want you to count down
from 20 by subtracting three.

For example,
20 minus three is 17.

17 minus three is?

Is 12, 10, 4, 1.

That's easy.

All right.

Let's talk about your trial.

Do you know what a trial is?

I read all about trials.

It's where they decide
if I did something bad.

Do you know what bad thing
you're accused of doing?

I killed the nurses.

Do you know
what Ms. Greers job is?

She's supposed to
get me out of trouble.

How about the prosecutor's job?

He's supposed to
get me in trouble.

You sound like
you went to law school.

Yeah. I went there.

Davy?

You know
you didn't go to law school.

So? You don't think
I'm smart enough?

Ted Bundy went to law school.

My tests put his IQ
at about 78.

His reading and comprehension
are about fourth grade level.

Is he competent?

Yes.

And after his
show-and-tell about the law,

I can't see how Shambala Green
could argue mental defect.

What about the books?

His fascination
with police work.

How do you square that
with his crimes?

Uh, you commit murder,
you get a lot of attention

from the local police.

I think Davy resents
being thought of as retarded.

And someone like that would do almost
anything to show how intelligent he is,

especially to
authority figures.

He murdered two nurses
to prove himself?

It's certainly possible.

Look how eager he was
to take credit for the crime.

His attorney's not so eager.

An omnibus motion from Green,

including one
to suppress the confession.

A Brooklyn court
has already denied

Ms. Greers motion
to suppress.

The judge there was satisfied

that Mr. Zifrin
was properly Mirandized.

That decision only
addressed the statement

made about the Brooklyn murder.

After he made that statement,

he was left alone to stew
in an interrogation room

for two-and-a-half hours

before Det. Torelli returned

to take his statement
about Manattan.

Miranda warnings do not carry
an expiration date.

Once given, they're good for as
long as Mr. Zifrirs being questioned.

According to the transcript,
after Det. Torelli returned,

Davy asked him
if he needed a lawyer.

Det. Torelli told him
he didn't think so.

We have established
Mr. Zifrirs competency.

He's fully capable of
asserting his own rights.

Mr. Stone, please.

Davy, when you were with,
uh, Det. Torelli in Brooklyn,

did you tell him you wanted
to talk to a lawyer?

No. He... he said,
"You don't need a lawyer.

Not when you kill
somebody like them."

"Somebody like them."
What does that mean?

Mary. She was bad.

She did drugs.

What can I say?

Davy's question should
have been a clear indication

he had no idea
what was going on.

His statements
to Det. Torelli are out.

Your Honor,
I have other motions

covering all
the statements made

to detectives
Briscoe and Logan.

Including those made
during a walk-through

of the crime scene.

Your Honor, I can assure you

that the detectives Briscoe and
Logan were acting in good faith.

Put away the whip, Ben.
The pony's dead.

I'm granting
Ms. Greers motions.

I called the D.A. In Brooklyn,

they didn't seem
all that concerned.

Why should they be?

Torelli didn't louse
up their confession.

They'll get a conviction
on Mary Davis' killing.

And we'll end up
looking like amateurs

because we couldn't
sink a 2-foot putt.

If Davy Zifrin does time
for one of his crimes,

a little crow
won't give me indigestion.

Yeah, but it might be
enough to gag

Vicky Hemmings' parents.

If those geniuses
in Brooklyn drop the ball,

I want Zifrin to end up
in a Manattan court,

instead of his own bed.

Uh, our best evidence
used to be his statements

to Briscoe and Logan.

But now the blood on the knife

is a match
and the DNA is inconclusive.

Davy said
Mary Davis was a drug user.

But there was nothing about it
in the police report.

They did find two empty percodan
bottles in Vicky Hemmings' apartment.

Now, if both those girls
were users,

and it was not common knowledge,
how did Davy know that?

I don't know.
But the way he found out

could suggest another way
of connecting him to them.

Her training was over.
Nobody fired her.

The normal period
is three months.

She was gone after two.

She found a better job.

Better how?
No locks on the supply room?

Okay, so she was dealing
a few pills on the side.

You have the guy.

What does it matter?

It matters you lied to us.

Is that because you were
in business together?

No.

But I know what it would look
like to the licensing board.

All I did was keep
my mouth shut. That's it.

Long as Vicky didn't deal
out of the apartment,

I didn't care.

Do you know
any of her customers?

No.

She had a beeper.

That's how they got in touch.

Except for one guy.
He called her at home.

Do you know his name?

Marty. Marty Lake.

Marty's already facing one
count of felony possession,

he's not about to
cop to any more.

Maybe he'd like to trade up
to two counts of murder?

And we pulled his LUDs.

He wore out the buttons
calling Hemmings and Davis.

You must think
I'm pretty stupid

to kill a couple of nurses.

Uh, it doesn't take
a college degree

to sit in your chair, sir.

You hear about
the golden goose?

Those little eggs

don't walk out of the hospital
on their own.

I'm listening.

The guy you're after?

He turned me on
to Hemmings and Davis.

He knew them
from the meth program.

So did hundreds of others.

If you'll let me finish.

A week after
Hemmings got killed,

this guy called me.

He had a couple of hundred
units of script drugs to sell.

Not his usual M.O.,
but the price was right.

The drugs, he said,
were from the stash

Hemmings kept in her crib.

He did her and he did Davis,

all by himself.

I could get the same story
down the hall.

I'm not makir this up.

He tried to sell me a ring.

The kind with a face it,

like a cameo.

He said for an extra $5,

he'd give me
the finger it came with.

This is one
whacked-out dude.

I need a name.

You'll get a name soon as when the
charges pending against my client

have been dismissed.

Brooklyrs out of
my jurisdiction.

I can talk to
Kings County D.A.

Nah, no, no.

We already knocked
on that door, thank you.

The D.A. Knows this?

A Det. Torelli does.

First thing out of my mouth
after they booked me.

But here I sit.

Nothing was released
to the media

about the mutilation.

Only the killer
could know that.

It doesn't make sense.

Torelli should've
followed the lead.

If this pans out,

how does he explain
arresting Davy?

But he got
a confession out of him.

I think he knew
how to work him.

The police report.

Davy's sexual misconduct
charge six years ago.

Arresting officer:
Patrolman Brian Torelli.

According to this,

it was Torelli who suggested
reducing the charge.

This is a profile case.

Every perp in Central Booking
is offering up leads.

On our side of the river,

we don't dismiss
any credible lead.

Lake is a five-time loser.

He's looking
at 10 years, minimum.

So he hears gossip at Central
Booking about missing fingers,

then he comes up with a story
that nobody can corroborate.

For all we know,
he's setting up

some poor slob
that stiffed him.

That'd make two people
who've been set up.

That's a serious charge, Ben.

And putting an innocent man
in jail isn't?

Why did you pick
him up in the first place?

You had no evidence.

His alibi stunk.

He knew Mary Davis,

he had priors.

I had plenty of reason
to bring him in.

So you took him
for a heart-to-heart

with his old friend
Officer Torelli.

How long did it take you

to coach him
for his confession?

What the hell
do you know about this, huh?

The man is a ticking bomb.

You didn't think so
six years ago.

I felt sorry for him, okay?
My fault.

Maybe the nurses
would still be alive today.

Frank, I want you
to give Marty Lake

a deal in return
for his testimony.

My chief investigator tells me
Lake has nothing to say,

why should I let
a known drug dealer go free?

We both know eventually he'll
cut a deal to avoid trial.

Why don't we get
somethir out of it?

What? You mean,
like helping you save face?

Ben, this side of the river
got David Zifrirs confession

admitted into evidence.

You brought me nothing
remotely exculpatory.

I have my case.
I'm proceeding to trial.

He has the mind
of a 7-year-old, Adam.

He needs to prove himself.

Anyone who knows that
can manipulate him.

Yeah. So Torelli walked him
right smack into a murder charge?

Yeah, he had a chance to break
two high-profile murder cases,

and when Manattan
homicide got involved,

he had even more reason to
come up with a quick suspect.

Mmm-hmm.

And Davy Zifrin happened to be
a convenient stooge?

Yeah.

Yeah.
Well, that won't play

without a credible
stand-in for Zifrin.

Yeah. But the only person who
can provide that won't do so

unless he gets a nod
from Frank Lazar.

All right.

You're just gonna
have to work around him.

Maybe you can find a familiar
face among Lake's pals.

I have Briscoe
and Logan on the case

but they can't
thin out that haystack

without Brooklyrs cooperation.

Welcome to
Frank Lazar's hit list.

You've been subpoenaed by Shambala
Green to appear in Brooklyn.

As a witness for Davy Zifrin.

Oh.

So I can tell
the jury about Marty Lake.

She know you talked to him?

It's exculpatory, Adam,
I had to disclose it.

I never thought
she'd subpoena me.

Well, talk her out of it.

The interests
this office shares

with the Kings County
district attorney

takes precedence
over any one case.

You know, the boy was
railroaded, Ben. I can't prove it,

and every time I bring it up,
he gets all pumped up.

He gets insulted if I even
suggest he didn't do it.

I just need you to
repeat what Lake told you.

It's hearsay.

Statement against interest.

Lake revealed his involvement
in a drug enterprise.

Look, Ben, you wouldn't
have told me about Lake

unless you thought
Davy was innocent.

My opinion is not evidence.

You're better off
with Lake on the stand.

I've already tried
talking to his lawyer.

It seems unless somebody
pays the piper,

the piper plans
to take the Fifth.

And why use a tin flute
when you get a trumpet, right?

The fact that the Executive
Assistant District Attorney

might make a better
impression on the jury

never crossed my mind.

Girl Scout's honor.

Sure.

According to Mr. Lake,
this individual told him

that he had killed Mary Davis

and another individual
in Manattan,

and that he did it
in order to steal the drugs.

Did Mr. Lake
identify this individual?

No. He wanted his own
drug charges dismissed

in exchange for
that information.

I told him that only
the district attorney

in Kings County could do that,

and he said that he'd already
spoken to the Brooklyn police.

What, if any,
action did you then take

with regards to
what Mr. Lake told you?

I met with Mr. Lazar
and Det. Torelli,

and I asked Mr. Lazar

to, uh, arrange
a plea bargain with Mr. Lake.

Are you aware
of any consequences

resulting from
this conversation?

None. Mr. Lake is still in the
Brooklyn House of Detention,

and the individual he spoke of
is still not identified.

Thank you, Mr. Stone.

Your witness.

Mr. Stone.

Did there come a time
when David Zifrin was arrested

and charged with a crime
in New York county?

Objection, Your Honor.

Approach.

Your Honor,
Mr. Lazar is trying

to introduce evidence
from another crime

not within the scope
of this trial.

If I'm to challenge the
credibility of this witness,

I must be allowed
some latitude.

Long as you keep both feet on
this side of the line, Mr. Lazar.

The objectives
of the prosecutor

do not outweigh the rights
of this defendant.

The witness will
answer the question.

Yes, he was charged.

Was a statement
taken from David Zifrin

in connection with this crime?

Yes.

Do you plan to introduce Mr.
Zifrirs statement at trial?

No.

Is that because the statement was
suppressed by a Manattan court?

Yes. Because of
a procedural impropriety

by the Brooklyn
Police Department.

Move to strike.
Unresponsive.

The jury will disregard
the witness's last remark.

Mr. Stone,

what's the present status of
your case against Mr. Zifrin?

The charges are still pending.

Isn't it fair to characterize
your prosecution of Mr. Zifrin

is essentially stalled in its tracks
due to your inability to make a case?

No.
Charges are still pending.

Mr. Stone,

was your conversation
with Mr. Lake

part of an effort
to jump-start that case?

I renew my objection,
Your Honor.

Enough, Mr. Lazar.
Move on to something else.

Finally, Mr. Stone,

are you really testifying
in Mr. Zifrirs behalf

or are you simply looking
for a scapegoat

for your own incompetence?

Your Honor...

My motives are irrelevant, sir.

I'm under oath.

Looks like Frank Lazar
won the beauty contest.

David Zifrin,
guilty on all counts.

Maybe we should have used
a bigger stick on Marty Lake.

Yeah. A magic wand
would be more useful.

Without it, there's no way

we can make narcotics charges
disappear in Brooklyn.

The special
narcotics prosecutor might.

Jerry Silbo?

In his mandate,

he can take over jurisdiction on
any drug charge in the five boroughs.

You want him to step in
to release Marty Lake?

Yeah.

I doubt that's in his mandate.

We'll see.

I put Marty Lake
back on the street.

What for? So he can resume
his service to the community?

As bad as Lake's crimes are, they
pale by comparison to these murders.

Ben, unless this advances my
department's prosecutorial interests...

Jerry, this is not about
servicing anyone's body count.

Well, my obligation is to keep
scum like Marty Lake off the street.

And to protect
the rights of the innocent.

We took the same oath, Jerry.

Do you have any idea
of what kind of crap

I'd get into
if I went along with this?

You can always duck.
I'll take the hit.

If you've got
a bullet-proof vest, Ben,

then I hope you plan
to sleep in it.

That's the dude.

James Lee Pawl.

Jimmy Pawl. What I told you.

Now can I leave?

First you testify
and then you'll leave.

Oh.

I just talked to Adam.

Frank Lazar's on
his way to his office.

Who the hell
do you think you are?

God's own avenging angel?

You had no business pulling a
suspect out of my jurisdiction.

You could've
saved me the trouble.

But it's clear that you and I
have a different understanding

of the duties of
the office of the D.A.

My duties are to
the people of Kings County.

I doubt they'd appreciate you
poaching cases out of their backyard.

What they might
not appreciate is how,

with willful disregard,

you sent
an innocent man to prison.

Stone,

I'm gonna tie
a tin can to your tail.

When the public hears

how you abused your powers
to free a dope dealer...

Hold it, sir.

You bring in the media, they're
gonna get both sides of the story:

Malicious prosecution,

failure to disclose,
professional misconduct.

Unless you want
a real fight on your hands,

stay out of camera range.

Yeah, I know.
But I can't, you know.

I ain't got no time for it.

Move.

Probable cause.
You got no probable cause.

You're under arrest because
you're probably guilty.

What is this?

My... my medicine.
I got headaches.

Yeah?

That's a lot of
headache for a pinead.

Come on.

You want him to cop to
Victoria Hemmings

and Mary Davis?

As accommodating as Jimmy is,

he's not gonna
clear your desk for you.

He should've taken a broom
to his own closet.

Six bottles of Percodan,

one ski jacket with
blood stains on the sleeve,

one pair of running shoes
wear a pattern

matching the prints
found in Hemmings' apartment.

Not to mention
a conviction in Florida

for cutting up a girl.

What got into you, Jimmy?

You thought she'd look better
with a glass eye?

Talk, talk, talk. It doesn't
put him in Brooklyn

or near Mary Davis.

According to Marty Lake,

he's already talked his way
across the bridge.

You give Jimmy enough dope,

he'll talk his way to
a grassy knoll in Dallas.

No one dreamed up this
evidence in his apartment.

It earns him 25-to-life
for killing Hemmings.

Add to that
assault one, robbery one,

six counts of
criminal possession.

50 years before he even takes
a peek at a parole board.

But if he pleads
to two counts murder two,

for Hemmings and Mary Davis

with concurrent terms,
he's out in 25.

As far as I can see,
your ability to make a deal

ends somewhere in the middle
of the East River.

You can't even
plead on Brooklyn.

Why don't you let me
worry about jurisdiction.

Mr. Pawl,
I am the only person

standing between you
and Ossining state prison.

Unless that's where you want
to receive the last rites,

I suggest you take
my offer very seriously.

You want me that bad
for Nurse Davis,

you better dig deeper.

Man one on both counts,
to serve concurrently.

He's out in 15.

15 years is too lenient, but
if Jimmy Pawl pleads guilty

to murdering Mary Davis
then Zifrin gets off the hook.

The issue is moot anyway.

You don't have jurisdiction
over the Brooklyn murder.

You can't offer Pawl
as much as a breath mint.

Yeah, but since the underlying
crime involves narcotics,

Jerry Silbo can
take over jurisdiction

under Article 5B
and hand it to us.

Oh, why?
Have you talked to him?

Yeah. But he's gun-shy.

He took enough of a beating
doing me a favor over Marty Lake.

Marty Lake?
Yeah.

Marty Lake is a choir boy.

You plead out
a monster like Jimmy Pawl,

you might run into
a few baseball bats yourself.

Davy Zifrin is on day four
of a 25-year sentence.

My popularity
doesn't seem so important.

Adam, you talk to Jerry Silbo.

Even if you think that Jimmy
Pawl deserves a reduced sentence

for brutally
murdering two women,

don't think that Davy Zifrin

will be instantly
carried to freedom

on the wings of angels.

I'm familiar with
the appeals process.

Well, then
you must also be familiar

with the latest pronouncements

from Rehnquist and Scolia:

Innocence is no bar
to upholding a conviction.

We have to give
Davy Zifrin a chance

to put that to the test.

I'll call Silbo.

But you'll have to do
better than 15 years.

So before my client agrees
to any manslaughter plea

involving
Brooklyn or Manattan...

I'm not here to discuss a
manslaughter plea, Ms. Goldman.

Please sit down.

I have your client
dead to rights

on murder two in
the death of Vicky Hemmings.

And I also have jurisdiction
over the murder of Mary Davis.

And I'm fully prepared to
prosecute him for that crime.

With what?
Your boyish charm?

We traced the lot numbers of the
Percodan bottles in his apartment.

Two of those bottles were traced
directly to Mary Davis' hospital.

Circumstantial.

After the jury takes a look,

and I mean a good look
at your client,

they're not gonna care
about what's circumstantial.

So what are you offering?

As much as I think
that your client

should spend
the rest of his life in jail,

my original offer
is still on the table.

Murder two, two counts,

sentences to be
served concurrently.

Take it or leave it.

That's 25, minimum.
I can't do 25.

Do as much as you can.

You don't believe I did it.

Because you don't think
I'd know how.

But you're wrong.

We know you didn't
kill that girl, Davy.

You don't know
anything about me.

I know that
you're smart enough to see

that things have changed
since you confessed.

I don't care.

I keep my word.

Keep your word?

To who?

To my friend who helped me.

You mean, Det. Torelli?

When there was trouble

because I touched that girl,

I did exactly what he said

and everything was okay.

Did Det. Torelli
tell you to say

that you killed the nurses?

He said people
remembered me from before.

They'd say
it was my fault again.

And you believed him?

He was gonna help me.
To get it straight.

He showed me photographs

and secret things
only the police could see.

He made you say things
that werert true, Davy.

He said they'd blame me anyway

because of the way I am.

But if I'd learned everything,

if I could remember,

then people would say
I was really smart.

One fifty-seven.

Date of birth?

November 27.

What are you guys doing here?

Det. Torelli,
this is Lt. Jorgensen,

Internal Affairs.

What's goir on, Lennie?

Brian Torelli,
you're under arrest

for subornation of perjury,
obstruction of justice.

You're nuts.

Hey, Lennie,
guy's got it all wrong.

I'm lookir at what's wrong.

You have the right
to remain silent,

and refuse to answer questions.

Do you understand?