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His name was Angel Jackson.

Was he an angel?

No. In fact, he just tried to borrow a
BMW at gunpoint.

But his little misdeed was not going as
planned.

His victim fought back, and the two men
engaged in an old -fashioned Donnie

Boone.

But like so many of our brothers and
sisters, his crime was he had the wrong

color skin.

He was merely an unarmed man of color, a
small -time hoodlum fleeing in the

night.

Quit running!

Get him off! I haven't done anything!

With no way to turn, he knew what he had
done was wrong and was ready to

surrender to the authority figures who
pursued him. A minor scuffle ensued.

Let's go, man!

But the police overreacted as they had
time and time again.

Those two white police officers who
chased Angel Jackson that night made him

with his life.

We all know the injustice that follows.

It's not the first time an all -white
jury has acquitted two of their own,

despite their obvious guilt.

So what do we do?

Accept this result.

Let these so -called peace officers
continue to terrorize. our community?

No.

Never. Not as long as I'm the watchdog
of your truth, the guardian

of your civil rights.

And we're here to protect this guy?

What's wrong with this picture?

That's why, as so many times in the
past, I have filed a wrongful death suit

against those two officers in question.

A civil action.

Like in the case.

of the beating of Ted Hodges, who is
lucky enough that the Lord saved his

so he could be here on this glorious
day.

And I stand here now, my friends, to
tell you we are about to win another

victory.

As I've said before, I have a secret
witness, an individual brave

enough to come forward and tell what he
saw that night,

Stand up and bear witness to the truth
on this historic civil trial.

We will not settle this case with blood
money from the Santa Monica Police

Department as has been reported in the
newspaper.

We will seek a verdict so that the soul
of an angel can

rest in peace.

Let's keep it calm, sir. What do you
mean, keep it calm? All y 'all standing

right here just looking for a reason to
bust some heads.

You want me calm?

Look, we don't want any trouble.

Man, we cool, man.

We shall not be wrong!

Thank you.

We need to talk.

$3 .50 an hour, you can't afford me,
Hodges?

You weren't saying that when you were
stealing me blind, Jerry.

Deborah, I'll see you in court on
Monday. Make sure we have all the

with us.

Yes, sir.

Watch your mouth.

I took your case when nobody else would,
and I won it for you.

You also took 70 % of the fee.

We agreed on my fee in advance.

It's not a fee.

That's how we rob me.

I just assumed you had Don King
representing me. Don King is a hell of a

promoter, but not much of a lawyer. So,
if you're going to sue me, I wouldn't

use you.

of the beating of Ted Hodges, who is
lucky enough that the Lord saved his

so he could be here on this glorious
day.

You are good.

Tears like that are deserving of a
Caterpie Award.

As I said before, it's about time, baby.

to stand up at this historic civil
trial.

Don't try to talk it down Why everyone

bags on my town Stand and see It

works for me Take a look around Just
another day

Anybody sees more than me.

Anybody makes me free.

Stop this.

One minute down, just another day.

Radio call said it was a robbery.

To keep the press away.

Homicide? The kind race riots are made
of.

It's Jerry Collier.

I want our people put on alert.

And I want the logs of every officer
Collier ever sued.

Well, that's half the department.

You know, maybe if Callaway weren't on
vacation, your team would have dropped

the ball on security, Sergeant. Look, we
were only covering the press

conference. Pryor specifically turned
down our request to provide additional

protection. Which somebody apparently
knew.

I took advantage of it.

You think a police officer did this?

Well, I think given our popularity in
the black community, it's going to be

perceived that way, whether it's true or
not.

All the more reason to find the shooter
and fast.

You know, given the circumstances and
the sensitivity of the situation.

I'm inclined not to want to assign this
to one of our homicide detectives.

Especially since Collier's made them the
target of most of his legal harassment.

Maybe if you tap someone from a low
-profile unit.

Hey, Pacific Blue.

Ah, that's a good idea.

Look, Chief, I don't... I've reviewed
your file, McNamara.

You have a very strong background.

But not in homicide.

Besides, don't you think an officer of
color would be a better choice?

Oh, be accused of using the race car to
our advantage?

I think that you are exactly the right
person for this job.

Unless, of course, you don't think you
can handle the investigation.

I can handle it, sir.

Good. But can you handle it if I find
out it was a cop who did this?

Oh, God, no.

My name's Deborah Williams. I'm second
in command at Mr. Collier's law firm.

Please tell me that this is... I'm
afraid so.

How?

Gunshot wound to the chest.

I want to see the officer in charge.

Well, that would be me. I'm Sergeant
McNamara.

Mind telling me what you're doing here?

Beg your pardon? Seems this wasn't Mr.
Collier's primary residence, and judging

from the looks of the place, private,
secluded.

Champagne on ice? I don't like what
you're implying. Then what are you doing

here, Miss Williams?

Business. Then maybe we should do this
business downtown.

Jerry came here to work when he didn't
want to be disturbed.

He called and asked me to bring him some
papers.

Look, Jerry was married.

We were colleagues.

Friends.

I insist on having an outside observer
present.

For what?

I'm not going to let the police destroy
evidence and cover up... Maintaining the

integrity of this crime scene is my top
priority, Ms. Williams.

And not fueling the fire by entertaining
your conspiracy theories.

Well, we'll see how the press feels
about that. I intend to investigate

associated with Jerry Collier.

That includes police officers, and that
includes you, Ms. Williams.

You guys are not going to believe who
just bit the big one. Jerry Collier.

What? I hate to say it, but... Yes!

That's disgusting.

What? Everybody's got to go sometime,
and since Collier's on my list, well...

What list?

My Deadpool list.

Oh, please.

Yeah, I got all the regulars. Joe
DiMaggio, King Hussein, St. Francis.

Wait a minute, let me get this straight.

You have a game where you bet on when
people are going to die?

You know, whoever's got the most dead
celebs by New Year's Eve wins. And

going to be me.

And what do you win, a mug from the
coroner's office?

Cash. Cold, hard internet cash.

So I guess you've heard the news.

We sure did.

This isn't funny, Granger. We could be
looking at a replay of the 92 riots

Which is why the chief is calling for a
curfew effective immediately.

The beach will be closed at 8.

All bikes will be down at night. Until
we figure out how this thing plays out,

we could be targets as well.

Let's roll.

Strickland. Cruz, you're with me.

Court records of Coyer's lawsuit.

Most of them against cops.

You can start by checking their alibis.

You're really in charge of this thing.

I also need you to pull videotape from
yesterday's press conference, and I need

more than the ten -second soundbite
that's been playing on the news. I need

everything the local news stations have.

Looking for... Well, whoever killed
Collier either followed him or knew

was going.

Either way, he might be in the crowd.

So, um, how does it feel, Sarge?

Feel? Well, I mean, it's not every day
that a bike cop gets to pull the strings

in a high -profile murder investigation.

It feels great.

Just great.

Okay, so I lied. Feels like there's a
big knot in my stomach.

And you're not even out of the starting
block yet.

Oh, I know.

You know, I went to pick up some files
at headquarters this afternoon, and you

should have seen the way people were
looking at me, Will.

It was like I had the Ebola virus or
something.

Well, I'm afraid of what you might find.

How many years it could set back the
force if it turns out it's really a cop

killed Collier.

Well, maybe if I had the support from
the DA's office.

The election's coming up.

My hands are tied.

But maybe there is something I can do to
help untie that knot.

Well, not now.

I'm talking about coffee.

Sure you are.

All right, I'll prove it. Watch this.

Well, if it isn't our hot new homicide
detective.

Corey McNamara, right?

I'm Mike Fields. This is my partner,
Steve Turk.

Want to recognize us from the suspect
list?

We're the racist cop bastards who
murdered poor little Angel Jackson in

blood.

Just because you were cleared in the
criminal trial doesn't mean you're not

guilty. You know, you sound like the
late Jerry Collier.

Do I? Angel Jackson jumped off the pier
to get away.

He hit his head and drowned.

Yeah, I read the coroner's report. Which
no one seems eager to believe.

You know why?

Because Jerry Collier sold the public a
fairy tale and intimidated our entire

department. The same department that
assigned the wheelie patrol to Collier's

murder. So you can serve up a cop as his
killer to appease the masses?

That is not going to happen.

No, of course not.

And Jerry Collier didn't deserve to get
killed.

That quote you on that?

Now unless you two want to stick your
feet even further into your mouths, I

suggest you go find someone else to
intimidate Just one more thing McNamara

you find the person that murdered
Collier, let me know I'd like to shake

hand

And in closing, I want to emphasize that
the team handling this matter, like the

department itself, is made up of
officers of all races.

And furthermore, I will personally be
bringing you updates as this

continues.

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you. Thank
you.

Sergeant?

What the hell is going on here? Why
wasn't I notified about a press

exploding here. Do you mind? Yes, I do.
You put me in charge of this case,

remember?

I can always take you off of it.

That's true, sir, but until you do, I
will be deciding on what we tell the

press, and without putting my black and
Hispanic officers on display for the

sake of appearance.

You're a good sergeant.

Keep up the good work.

Okay.

I'm impressed.

Coyer's case files, the video footage,
what do you got?

Well, nothing yet, but... Stay on it.
She'll clean you with me.

Effective immediately.

Beach will be closed at sundown.

Anyone on the beach after dark, we take
it into custody.

The beach will be closed at sundown.

Oh, is that what you said too, man?

Okay, let's break this up. What's the
wood now? Y 'all trying to take away our

right to assemble?

Is that what it is, officer?

You can assemble wherever you want as
long as you don't...

Block the boardwalk.

And you stay off the streets after dark.

So what, you threatening me, white boy?

Look, if I have to arrest you, sir, I
will.

So what?

Ain't nothing but another example of cop
confessing to people anyway.

Lock me up.

All right, let us through.

That's it!

Back off. What, you gonna run me over
with your little bike? This is the last

time. Break it up.

I'm warning you, back off!

We got a problem here, folks?

Move, move, move.

Something about the phrase curfew don't
seem clear to you?

I'm not even going to count to three.
Just move your asses, people. Move it.

I'll catch you later.

I'm looking forward to it, partner.

Yeah, whatever.

Thanks, guys. I appreciate the help.
Hey, there's nothing we wouldn't do for

fellow officer.

Right, Steve?

That's right, Mike.

We're all on the same team here.

Whether on bikes or on foot or in a
squad car.

That's what they taught me at the
academy.

You guys must have missed that class.

Looks like it's going to be a long
night.

Ooh, not too shabby.

Yeah, looks like Collier did pretty well
for himself.

And his widow.

A guy like that must have a pretty plush
life insurance policy.

Wouldn't it be pretty ironic if a
political fire starter like Jerry

just a victim of the world's oldest
motive?

Speaking of motives, I was kind of
wondering what yours was.

Mine?

Picking me and Bobby to help you with
this case.

There's no denying this is a political
case, Jamie, but fortunately I didn't

have to make a political decision.

Meaning?

meaning that my two officers of color
just happen to be the two best suited to

withstand this kind of pressure.

I have no idea who this supposed witness
was, nor who my husband was meeting at

the apartment.

We never discussed his business matters.

Well, what about personal matters? For
instance, the state of your marriage?

Sergeant, I realize in the course of a
typical murder investigation that the

spouse is always a suspect.

But as you must surely realize, Jerry
Collier was far from typical.

Your husband may have been a high
-profile, controversial lawyer, but he

still just a man.

And whoever he was supposed to meet
yesterday doesn't appear to have been

business.

As I said before, I have no idea who
Jerry was meeting.

And as for our marriage, it wasn't
perfect.

But it was the most important thing in
both our lives.

If anything, the stress came from not
having enough time together.

Is there any reason you're so eager to
dismiss the obvious reasons my husband

was killed?

Is there any reason why you still
haven't told us where you were

I was here, waiting for Jerry to come
home for dinner.

Now, if there is nothing else...
Actually, ma 'am, there is.

It concerns the fallout from your
husband's death. His murder.

Yes, ma 'am.

We're anticipating a little trouble, and
what we're trying to say is we were

wondering if you could do us a little
favor.

Officer? I'm Bobby Cruz. I'm working the
Collier case.

Talk to my lawyer.

Hey, uh, look.

I'm not trying to start anything here,
but we both know I gotta do the routine.

So why don't you just tell me where you
were between 6 and 9 last night?

He was with me.

We went out for a few drinks. We didn't
get home till after 11.

Oh, yeah?

Where'd you go?

We drove up to Zuma.

Do you mind? I was asking your partner.

I do mind. And you should, too. Hey, I
don't like this any more than you do.

But if you don't want to cooperate, we
can do this downtown.

Your lady sergeant sent you here to bust
our chops, right?

That's a nice way to pay us back for
saving your buddy Spandex's butt.

What you did last night was your job.

Just like I'm trying to do mine.

And if you keep resisting me like this,
it's only going to make you look worse.

Because Collier was doing it doesn't
mean we wasted him. Yeah, but it does

you motive. Along with 50 other cops.

But don't let that stop you. Go ahead,
arrest us right now.

Or better yet, why don't you take us
down to South Central and hand out

bats? I mean, hell, as long as Collier's
people get a white cop for his murder,

does it really matter who did it?

You know, if you're so comfortable
investigating your own, maybe you should

consider a transfer to IA.

Corey Collier was a man with a vision.

That's why he was killed.

But while the man is no longer with us,
his vision lives on stronger than ever.

All right, people, we've got to break
this up.

Will we let that vision die?

No, we're going to let the vision die.

Will we let the police intimidate us
into silence while they continue to

our brothers and sisters to violence
instead of protecting us from it?

No!

and show the powers that be that we
shall not be wronged. Soon I will

the fight that Jerry started when I
produced the surprise witness whose

testimony will force this city and its
police force to acknowledge the depths

the hypocrisy and corruption that have
caused two men and good citizens to

suffer. That would make them not reclaim
their dignity and their lives.

Ladies and gentlemen, people, may I have
your attention, please?

Understand why you're all here.

But there's a curfew in effect.

Man, screw that curfew.

We don't want any trouble.

You mean you don't want anyone watching
you investigate Jerry's death?

I can already tell you what they have.

Nothing. Which is exactly what they
want.

I mean, if she's right, man, why would
she let me use some bike? Look,

I promise we'll find Mr. Collier's
killer, but in the meantime... Jerry!

Jerry! Jerry!

In the meantime, Mrs. Poyer has
something to say.

My husband believed in many things, but
that which he put the most faith in is

that into which he put most of his time.

And that is our system of justice.

Flawed though it may be, Jerry committed
his life to working within it.

So I too am willing to let it work.

I am giving the police 24 hours to
produce results.

How can they hide anything?

The eyes of the world are upon them.

Thank you.

Jerry wouldn't have approved.

Don't expect me to help you again.

Yes, ma 'am.

24 hours, Sergeant.

No more.

Well, you don't look like you've been
getting a lot of sleep.

What sleep?

By the way, I had my people check out
Deborah Williams.

And? And if she were any cleaner, they
could name a soap after her.

Well, what about this guy, Roger
Franklin, the guy that's always stirring

crowd? Oh, he's just a diehard Collier
groupie.

Collier got him off some small -time
drug thing when Collier was still a PD.

Yeah, which makes him about the last
person that's going to kill him.

Oh, God, can you see how desperate I am?

Pretty soon you're going to be on my
suspect list.

Which means you'd have to interrogate
me, right?

Right.

Just you and me in a room?

Going at it for hours until I break you.

Well, maybe if you come over tonight, we
could practice.

This is totally not fair.

You're Deadpool?

Some actress named Sylvia Sidney just
kicked the bucket.

Madame Butterfly in American Tragedy.

Grandma in Mars Attacks. And who can
forget her performance as Juno in

Beetlejuice? Wait a minute, Harper.

What are you up to?

First place in the Deadpool?

Wait a minute, you said I was totally
depraved. Monica, you can't do this to

Easily, my friend.

Very easily.

I've been entering for years.

I can't believe this. By the way, I also
had Hans Hall, Anthony Newley, and Gene

Sarazin. All deceased this year,
unfortunately for you.

Quit now, and maybe you can maintain
some form of dignity.

I had Victor Mottori, you know. Yeah,
you and the rest of the world.

Both of the tapes are the same. The
press conference, Collier's crocodile

routine. That's the bad news.

What's the good news?

Check this B -roll out at the limo.

Collier's arguing with some guy.

Hey, that's Ted Hodges. Who?

One of Collier's former clients. His
case made a lot of headlines for Collier

few months ago.

Not a satisfied customer by the looks of
it.

Yeah, but that's what I'm finding so
odd.

From what I remember, Collier won that
case.

Yeah, here we go.

He's currently on parole and living at
the beautiful Hotel Paradiso.

Jamie, pull everything you got on this
guy.

Cruz, Granger, you know what to do.

Stop the car!

Stop!

Stop the car!

Stop!

Stop the car!

You

should

have thought of that before you killed
him.

You can't keep me here. This is
harassment.

Then why did you run?

Why'd you think?

Because I'm black, and I'm an ex -con.

As well as someone with an axe to grind
with Jerry Collier.

I don't know what you're talking about,
lady.

Nice try, Ted.

But we've got Juan Tate getting in
Collier's face right after his press

conference. Something tells me it wasn't
a thank -em for winning that big police

harassment case for you.

Oh, some win.

Look, I'm the one who got my ribs broken
by the cops, for which I received a

lousy 20 grand.

That's after Jerry took his 70%.

Well, I guess watchdogs of truth and
guardians of civil rights don't come

these days.

So you told him you wanted a bigger cut,
or you'd make sure that he wouldn't

live long enough to enjoy it. No, that's
not true.

Then what?

The guy was angry, that's all.

Mad enough to kill him? Yes.

No. Well, which is it?

Excuse me, Sergeant.

This better be good.

Well, they found the murder weapon, and
you won't believe that who's house.

A few well -aimed shots at you in the
media and this is how you retaliate?

You obviously don't realize how serious
this is.

For starters, we have your fingerprints
all over Mr. Collier's love nest.

That's not what it was.

And I already told you I've been there
many times working with Jerry.

Just working?

On motions, briefs, up to 18 hours a
day.

That would explain your fingerprints on
the desk, table, lamps.

But how do you count for the ones on the
hair dryer, the bed board?

You were working on briefs, all right.

But not the legal kind.

Okay.

So Jerry and I were having an affair.

That's not a crime.

That's not why you're here, Ms.
Williams.

I loved the man. I respected him. Why
would I want to kill him? Maybe the

feelings weren't mutual.

Maybe he invited you over there to give
you your walking papers.

You're looking for a woman scorned?

Try talking to his wife.

She was the one he was going to leave.

But you admit to going to the apartment
right after the press conference, right?

He was already dead when I arrived.

Why didn't you call the police?

And let you set me up to take the fall.

So you just took off. But only after you
removed all the evidence of you ever

being there.

Makeup, lingerie, other personal items.
I was trying to protect myself.

By tampering with a murder scene.

You'd think a lawyer would know better.

I didn't touch anything near his body, I
swear.

Then how do you explain this?

This was found at your townhouse about
an hour ago.

And don't worry, the search was legal.

I don't even own a gun.

It's a .38.

And what do you want to bet that
ballistics matches it to the one that

killing?

Deborah Williams, you're under arrest
for the murder of Jerry Collier.

What a day.

Yeah, I can't wait till it's over.

Hey,

Chuck. Yeah, it's mom.

I was thinking maybe we could do it
someplace more private, like my place,

eight? Okay, great.

Hmm, somebody's got a hot date.

Hardly. I'm working background checks on
my Deadpool candidates.

Look, when they die, they die, okay?
There's nothing you can do to help them

along. Yeah, but Chuck works at Medical
Records for Cedars -Sinai. I am working

on next year's list.

Hey, wait a minute. That's cheating. I'm
turning you in.

To who? The Deadpool police?

See ya.

That little tramp said what?

Are you still denying that you know
about it?

My husband was a good man, Sergeant
McNamara. But as you yourself reminded

he's still a man.

He wasn't perfect.

Well, I don't know if I'd be so
forgiving if you were my husband.

Sometimes love makes you do things you
never thought you would.

Like murder?

Like forgive.

If you must know.

Debra wasn't the first.

In fact, Jerry told me the day before he
was killed that he'd grown tired of

her.

That he intended to break it off.

She's lying through her teeth.

And I should believe you. Why?

Because Jerry gave me this the day
before he was murdered.

Does that look like a man who's about to
leave his girlfriend for his wife?

And you really think the love triangle
had nothing to do with his murder?

Only in the sense that it brought him to
the apartment.

Well, why the long face?

You've still got a suspect in custody.

Yeah, one I actually think is innocent.

But the gun.

You know, Debra may be a complicated
woman, but she's not stupid. I mean,

there's no way she would have kept it.

It was a plant.

And if it turns out it was somebody on
the force, it would make the 92 riots

look like a backdoor barbecue.

Well, don't look now, but I think
someone just poured gasoline on that

Yes.

Deborah Williams is under arrest for the
murder of Jerry Collier.

Of course, Miss Williams is innocent
until proven guilty.

But what I'm happy to say is that thanks
to the fine police work of Sergeant

Corey McNamara and her team, this case
has been brought to a speedy conclusion.

Thank you.

Questions?

Remind me to put the chief on my death
pool list.

Why? Because I'm going to strangle him.

I didn't order this.

No.

But I did.

Yes.

Deborah Williams is under arrest for the
murder of Jerry Collier.

Didn't I tell you from the beginning?

All you gotta do is hang tough. Yeah,
but... No buts allowed.

Look, with Collier and his little bitch
out of the way, our troubles are over.

Drink up.

We're celebrating.

How come I'm still here? I should have
been transferred last night.

We still have evidence against you,
remember?

The gun was a plan.

Probably.

You know, if there's anything I've
learned from being a cop, it's to trust

instincts.

And my instincts tell me that you're not
the killer.

How do I help you prove that?

Well, you can start by telling me about
the case against Fields and Turk.

Who was the surprise witness Jerry was
talking about at the press conference?

He never told me.

Jerry knew it was a no -win case.

It could have been bluffing.

Wouldn't have been the first time. Are
you saying that there might not have

a witness at all? Don't be so naive.

Jerry was the ultimate spinmeister.

Hell, I've seen him win with less than
this.

How could he have proceeded to trial
without a witness?

Jerry did this all the time. He pumped
all this smoke into the circus tent,

string out the civil trial, then when
everyone was waiting for the appearance

the so -called surprise witness.

And the department ups the settlement
and gets rid of the whole thing.

And as soon as they got a big enough
number, say five million, Jerry'd

Pull the plug.

What is all this rhetoric about never
settling? I mean, a victory for the

people. Jerry would wave that check in
the air and proclaim that piece of paper

was nothing less than the police
department's admission of guilt.

Well, what if the cops were innocent?

They could just as easily have been
guilty.

The ends justify the means.

So if Jerry was bluffing, somebody
called it and he's dead because of it.

Only question now is...

Was there really a witness?

Wait, where are you going?

To play a little high -stakes poker.

Don't worry, I'm getting you released.

Hi, Steve.

Do you remember me?

I'm busy.

I just want to ask you a few questions.

I already talked to Bobby.

But we didn't get very far now, did we?
Besides, I'm not here about the Collier

murder. You're not?

No, no, I want to talk to you about the
night Angel Jackson died.

I've been through this a thousand times.

You're a mermaid.

It went down like we said.

It took me to the end of the pier.

When I drew on the kid...

He knocked the gun out of my hand and
went after me. Mike jumped in to defend

me. Then either he panicked or he was
trying to escape, because next thing I

knew, he jumped.

Corner City hit his head, and that's why
he drowned.

Anyway, that's what happened.

Can I get up now? You know, that's a
really good story.

But I have a better one.

Like you said, you chased him down the
pier.

He knocked your gun away. He went after
you.

But then Mike jumped in.

Then it was two against one.

Angel was strong, but not strong enough.

You knocked him down. You started
kicking him. I mean, what the hell? He

already battered from the carjack
victim.

And maybe it was frustration.

Maybe it was anger.

Maybe it was all those feelings that we
had that we can't act on.

But you reached down. You picked him up.
And you threw him over the railing.

Maybe you didn't mean for him to drown.

Maybe you just wanted to cool him off a
bit. But the result was the same.

He died because of your actions.

It's a great story, Sarge.

Like a great TV movie.

Unfortunately, it's total fiction.

I don't think so.

Then why don't you go and prove it?

I'm happy to announce that the district
attorney has dropped all charges against

me. Perhaps now the police department
will focus this investigation where it

really belongs, on itself.

Meanwhile, I intend to continue Jerry
Collier's work, starting with the Angel

Jackson case.

As you know, just today, the Santa
Monica Police Department made a generous

settlement offer to make it go away.

However, Jerry's secret witness is still
willing to testify that officers Fields

and Turk did in fact...

angel to his death for this reason i am
rejecting the department's offer and

will be pushing forward with the
wrongful death suit to correct the

injustice that was done by the criminal
trial i cannot disclose the identity of

the witness for obvious reasons only
that i'm meeting with them later this

afternoon and we'll have another
statement for you shortly thereafter

Hello, that is my paper.

Oh, give me a break. It's a waste of
time anyway.

Nobody important died.

Except, uh, Madonna.

Madonna died?

Gotcha. Where's McNamara?

Your private investigator is upstairs.

How could you let her

go free?

If you're talking about Deborah
Williams, sir, we didn't have enough to

her. Are you kidding me?

What about her fingerprints all over the
murder scene, not to mention the gun?

That was a plant, and you know it.

All right, that's it.

You're off the case, Sergeant. Effective
immediately.

Thank God for Kevlar.

Freeze!

I bet you weren't quite the

innocent bystander in Angel's death,
were you? Look it up.

Dee? How'd you know it was me and not
Mike?

I didn't.

I just knew it had to be one of you.

I wanted to thank you for everything.

You're welcome. You're a good cop in
every way.

Most cops are good.

You might want to keep that in mind for
your future cases.

I'll try.

Sarge, over here.

I want to emphasize that this sends a
clear message.

Rogue cops will not be tolerated in this
department.

And once again...

I want to personally thank Sergeant
McNamara for her hard work and

Of course, I knew when I chose her.

She was the right person for the job.

Yeah, right, and I'm a virgin.

Boy, the chief sure loves getting his
face on TV.

Well, better him than me.

I'm sure he appreciates all the airtime
you got him. We got him.

I've had my 15 minutes of fame, and it
was 14 minutes and 60 seconds too long.

Hey, Sergeant, speaking of time, how's
your heart?

Kidding.

It works for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in LA.

Everybody.

She's more than me.

Everybody.

Makes me feel free Someday

One air let down Just another day

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