All language subtitles for Hunter s04e14 Naked Justice 1

Did you have any insurance on Shannon
Richards?

Don't point your badge at me.

No one shoots a picture without insuring
the star.

So what's the call?

Murder. L56, he's running your way. Hey!

Hey, come back here!

Hey, you can't go in there! It's just a
matter of time before the cops show up

with a lot of questions.

Yes, that's very true.

You know, we are one telephone call away
from losing this case.

So, from illegal parking to murder,
that's a giant step.

Who is it this time?

Who is it this time?

You mischievous slut.

Who is it this time?

Who is it this time?

Tell me who it is.

You haven't got the guts.

Let's move it out of here. On to the
library.

Hannah, sweetheart.

I can do it as you want.

Oh.

Nice weekend. Thank you. You want my
dick? Mm -hmm.

It's wonderful.

Just wonderful. Did you like it?

Yeah. Did you like it? I loved it. Do
you like it?

Yeah? You can have them reshoot it if
you didn't like it. No, it's fine.

Entertainment Tonight is set for next
Friday.

And the Tonight Show wants you back.

Yes, AP.

Amen.

Hey, you, what are you doing there?

Get him, Dutch.

All right, Dutch, that's enough.

Dutch, get back here.

Leave it alone.

That's enough.

Get back here.

That's enough.

Felicia, how you doing? Hey there.

Hunter? McCall?

Right. Can you log here?

Hi, just down here at the west end. My
partner's over on the east side. There's

a press all over the place.

I'll look for it, Jean.

All right.

I'll bet you do.

Okay, Larson, I gotta talk to you. Come
here.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Well, I'm the watch commander, Sergeant.

It's a hell of a big case.

I thought I'd get out from behind my
desk and do a little field supervision

until someone from Homicide showed up
and took charge.

That's me.

Now you got four cops, a dog, and a
civilian trampling evidence into the

We didn't disturb anything. The body's
under the tree.

How do you think a God here, Larson,
dropped out of an airplane?

I don't like your attitude, Sergeant.

Oh, really?

Lieutenant, would you have your men move
up the rope here?

Thank you.

Okay, men.

Homicide's running the show now. Let's
get out of the way.

Solve one for a chain.

Aren't you afraid you might be
disturbing the evidence?

I'm not going to turn this into a
circus, McCall.

It's going to be one big circus.

Let's get some details.

Why don't you let me go talk to Larson,
okay? You just relax.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Lieutenant!

Send us the first unit responding to the
scene, would you?

Howdy, I'm Clint Parker. This is my
partner, Len Flood.

Let's start with this morning's call.

Well, the witness led me here to the
tree. I looked underneath and saw

Richardson. Did you touch anything?

Well, I checked for a pulse at her right
wrist and on her neck. Was she warm?

No, but not cold either. More cool, you
know, like from being naked.

Was she breathing? I didn't detect any
breathing, no. Did you try CPR or

anything? Well, Sergeant, I'm not a
doctor, but I didn't think CPR would

the dead.

But I think I might have tried.

Candid, Parker.

Yes, sir. Which one of you called the
watch, Commander?

I did. Did you mention Shannon Richards'
name?

I may have. I'm not sure. Now, what the
hell does that mean, Parker? You may

have. Somebody did. Okay, yeah, yeah. I
mentioned her name. I'm sorry.

Did you stand by the scene to protect
the body?

Yes, sir.

Then why didn't you do your job? When we
got here, this place looked like

Disneyland. Sergeant, do you see any
bars on my collar?

I'm just a front -line troop. When the
lieutenant tells me to step aside, I

aside.

He asked you to do that?

Yes, and he did everything but sell
tickets.

You see that beady -eyed little wimp
with him?

That's Lieutenant Ellis. He's from the
Rampart Division.

Larson invited him over to have a look.

Tell him about Clark.

What about Clark?

Lieutenant Larson let him take some
pictures of the body.

That was so long time ago.

Larson!

If I didn't have a full day's work, I'd
kick your butt right now.

Assuming you could. Get out of here,
Russo. You're not a part of this.

you stay right where you are. Get your
camera, Clark.

Brad, stay right here.

Clark, this is a homicide investigation.
I'm the ranking officer here. And if

you open your mouth one more time, I'm
going to take two bars off your shirt

shove them down your throat.

Hey, don't make it any worse than you
deserve.

Yeah, you do that.

Regular dirty Harry, aren't you, Hunter?
I'm no dirty Harry, Morrison.

Let me just tell you something.

I'm hired by the city to protect the
citizens of the city from jerks.

Jerks like you.

Camera belongs in the city? Yeah.

This is a homicide investigation.

I'm the ranking officer. I'm ordering
both of you guys out of here.

I'll see you another day, Hunter.

Good.

Certainly hasn't been a dull morning,
has it?

Shannon Richards, star of both
television and screen.

The remainder of the money is due now.

Wire to my account in London.

Is it who we hear it is?

Yes, it is.

Listen, we ran into Lieutenant Larson in
the web. He flagged us down.

He said you two had some sort of run
-in.

What's the problem?

The jerk was taking scrapbook
photographs of the dead body.

He told me Clark was shooting those
pictures because he wasn't sure when you

were going to show up.

That's bull, Charlie.

Calm down. I'll take care of it. If you
stepped over the line, I'll handle it.

So what do we got?

Is it a homicide?

Well, we're treating it like one, but
there's no visible sign of trauma.

No sign of struggle.

You think maybe drugs?

We'll know that after the autopsy.

Remember my ex -wife, Sarah?

She's a big movie buff. I remember her
talking about this Shannon Richards.

When she first hit, everybody wondered
who she was, you know, where she was

from. But none of the stories she told
ever checked out.

Nobody ever found the answer, either.

I guess it's your turn now. Good luck.

This is Ines Pedrosa for KXRX Action
News. We're coming to you live from the

Beverly Hills mansion of actress Shannon
Richard, who was found dead earlier

today in Elysian Park.

We're standing by awaiting further
developments.

Therefore, guys, back to you in the
studio.

I think we have a probably another job,
okay?

Break down now and then afterwards in a
half hour.

So you want to flip for who goes
upstairs?

We have longer legs. You go upstairs.

You're fortunate enough to have my
number, but unfortunately, I'm not here.

you leave a message after the tone,
maybe you'll be fortunate enough to have

call you back.

Thanks.

Good morning, Miss Richards.

This is Bruce, your friendly AD.

The limo will be out in front at 6 a .m.
Thank you.

Shannon, you know how I hate these damn
machines. You filthy rich, hire some

poor unemployed actor to take your
calls.

Tony Rondino wants to talk.

I promised him you'd call, so call, damn
it.

You're beautiful.

Hi, Velma, it's Shannon.

I probably won't be home till late, so
before you take off for the weekend,

would you be sure to pick up the dry
cleaning?

Thanks. Gotta go. Bye -bye.

Hello, Shannon? This is Tony Rondino.

Weren't we getting together this
evening?

Give me a call, please.

Shannon, this is Diana Cross.

I want you to know I meant everything I
said.

Thank you for agreeing to meet with me
Friday night.

Diana Cross?

Yes. I'm Sergeant Hunter, Metropolitan
Police.

I'd like to ask you a couple questions.

I... Well, yes, come in. Thanks.

You recently wrote a letter to Shannon
Richards.

I'd like to talk to you about that.

Well, that letter was private. You had
no right to read it.

Excuse me.

Hello? Yeah.

Uh -huh.

I don't mind.

It's just a matter of time before the
cops show up with a lot of questions.

Yes, that's very true.

They're already there.

Exactly.

I hope you haven't said anything to
them. That's right.

Because listen to me, babe.

In this country...

You don't have to.

You have the right to remain silent. You
tell him that.

Thank you.

I will.

We're going to get through this.

You're just going to have to trust me.

All right?

Yes, I will.

Sergeant, I'm sorry.

I'm not going to be able to answer your
questions.

Whatever you want to do, Miss Cross, I'm
going to find out what's going on

anyway. Well, I'm not going to talk to
you. Don't I have that right? Thanks for

your time. I appreciate it. May I have
my letter?

No, we're going to keep the letter. It's
evidence.

What are you doing sneaking up on a
fellow like that?

Hey, you're a cop, aren't you? Why
aren't you out doing something for

like writing parking tickets?

You in the park this morning?

No. I'm a neurosurgeon, and I was at the
hospital doing a brain transplant.

Came down here in my Rolls Royce just to
get some fresh air.

Were you in the park this morning?

I knew it the minute I saw him take her
out of the car.

He raped her, didn't he?

What time was that?

Sorry, my Rolex isn't working.

It was after daybreak.

What did he look like?

Money.

You drive a Jaguar, you got money.

What color is the Jag?

Blue.

Black. No, dark anyway.

Two -door, four -door?

Four.

He got her out of the back.

Was she dead?

No, she wasn't dead.

She sort of... sighed a

little when he walked off.

Carrying her like a rag doll.

Can you describe him for me?

Tall, dark, an Arab, a Mexican.

Shiny black hair.

And skinny. I guess when you got money,
you don't have to eat.

So you'd recognize him again if you saw
him?

I don't know, maybe.

I misplaced my glasses a couple of years
ago.

Did you see him leave?

No, I was... My collection business took
me across the park.

Where can I find Egan if I want to talk
to you?

Well... I usually have dinner at the
Polo Lounge, but on special occasions, I

dine at the Mercy Mission, just to see
how the other half live.

Thank you, sir.

What's your name?

Harry.

Caulfield.

Harry Caulfield.

Thank you, Harry.

Appreciate it.

Carl,

set up your camera over by the door.

Come on, guys, let's go.

No,

and I'm not releasing any photographs.

They're going to drive me nuts.

Hold, please.

Kathy, screen my calls. No more press.

Tell them Public Affairs is handling all
inquiries.

Charlie, screening your calls ain't
gonna get rid of the camera crews in the

lobby. But you are, Lieutenant, so you
go down there and tell them something.

Tell them anything you want, but get rid
of them.

Oh, no, no. No, Charlie, you're the one
that's good with the press. I'm also

good at delegating authority. Let's go.
All I want is the bottom line, McCall.

Blood level shows there were toxic
amounts of both alcohol and barbiturate

her system. We're looking at .26 blood
alcohol.

That's it? That's the bottom line?

No, Barney says that the level of
intoxication combined with bruises along

jawline indicates forced ingestion.

She couldn't have walked or driven to
that part.

No way, absolutely not. This girl was so
full of booze and drugs that her

involuntary systems could hardly have
been working, let alone her voluntary

ones. So what's the call?

Murder. Forced overdose.

The press is going to love this.

I'm on top of it, babe.

I don't want you to worry.

Everything's gonna be all right.

No. It's gonna be fine. Trust me.

I gotta go. Someone's here.

Come in.

Hi.

What can I do for you, officer?

Sergeant Hunter.

Metropolitan Homicide.

I was wondering, uh...

You do have a client by the name of
Diana Cross, right? So?

She had a meeting set up last night with
Shannon Richards, you know, the movie

star. I'd like to know what that meeting
was about.

Sergeant, I'm sensing a real conflict of
interest here. No, really, I am.

My loyalties are torn between my high
regard for the LAPD and my client's

welfare.

Well... I can appreciate your conflict.

However, you knew there was a meeting,
right? Perhaps you were there.

No, I wasn't there. As a matter of...
Excuse me.

I don't have to answer that.

You already have.

Is that your blue Jaguar downstairs?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, it is.

Good. Excuse me.

You're under arrest.

What for?

Suspicion murder.

Your head's up and look straight ahead.

Recognize any of those men, Mr.
Caulfield?

Well, if I got to pick one, I'd say it's
that guy right there,

second from the end.

Would you be willing to testify in court
to that fact?

In court?

Yeah, in court. Oh, wait a minute. I
don't know about that.

I didn't say that was the guy. I just
said he looked more like him than the

other guys he got up there.

A woman's been murdered.

Now, if that's the guy that did it, your
testimony can help us to put him away.

I've been on the sauce for 15 years.

You think anyone's gonna believe what I
have to say?

I never should have let her come near
you, Bums. Monty, for the right price,

deliver your mother.

Your muscle tactics may work in Vegas
and Atlantic City, but they're not going

to work here.

Work? What do you know about work, you
no -talent leech? You're nothing but a

high -paid Hollywood pimp.

Gentlemen, please, let's stop the
bickering.

We're not going to be bickering, George.
I've made my decision, and you guys

know what it is.

Gentlemen, this isn't getting us
anywhere. Why don't you both cool off?

trying to talk to this stupid hustler.

He's got nothing to say worth listening
to. Sorry I wasted my breath. If you

don't get the message, it's your
problem.

Who the hell are you to tell me what to
do? Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm Sergeant Hunter Winterbolt. I
believe it's Sergeant McCall.

Yes, and what can I do for you?

We're here to see Tony Rondino. That is
defeat.

Not too busy.

Would you just wait here for a second?
No one comes to my house and threatens

me, especially a cheap dime store.

What is it?

There are two police officers outside.
They want to talk to you.

All right. If they're standing out
there, let them in.

You can come in.

Gentlemen.

Meg says you're cops.

Yes. This is Sergeant Hunter. This is
Sergeant McCall.

Metropolitan Homicide. We're
investigating the death of Shannon

Shocking. Absolutely shocking.

Monty here came over to discuss it. He
was Shannon's personal manager.

This is George Franklin. He's my
partner.

And you are?

Tony Rendino. Tony Rendino. You must be
the producer of Shannon's latest film.

Ex -producer. It's all over now.

We've only been shooting for 10 days. We
had 16 weeks to go, so we shut down.

It's a shame.

Shannon was really a gifted actress.

Is that what this little argument was
about, Shannon Richards?

Argument? Hell, Sergeant, this is
Hollywood.

You lose a picture that figures to gross
$100 million, you tend to yell a

little. Right, Monty?

Yeah.

Especially when you have a piece.

Have you any idea what happened to
Shannon?

Well, we know she was murdered.

God.

How? How was she murdered?

You were her manager.

When did you last see her?

I took her home from the studio on
Friday.

Everything was fine.

She was looking forward to a weekend
around the pool.

She never went out much when she was
working.

Do you have any idea who might have
wanted to do this to her?

I don't know.

She didn't have any enemies that I know
of.

But she was very secretive about her
past.

If she had parents or any family, I
never met them.

Mr. Rondino, you called Shannon Friday
night, right?

Yeah, you do your homework. I like that.

Hey, I wanted to see you.

Monty set up a meeting.

George and I were going to talk to her
about the picture over dinner.

It's nothing important.

It's called staying in touch with the
star. But she never showed up.

No.

George and I went over to the studio.
There's a little poker game there every

Friday night.

Mr. Rondino, did you have any insurance
on Shannon Richards?

Don't point your badge at me.

No one shoots a picture without insuring
the star.

The bank will lend you a dime without
it. How much insurance did you have on

her? George, give her the figure.

$15 million for the term of the shoot
and about... The budget was about $34

million. That's fairly standard.

And we would have made twice that in the
first ten weeks of release.

Well, I can see you're all pretty shook
up over Shannon's loss, so we'll be

leaving now. If there's anything that,
uh...

If you guys think you might be able to
help us, we'd appreciate a call.

You could bet on it. We're going to give
you a call.

I'd appreciate it, officers, if you'd
keep me informed about this.

I may have been the only friend she had
in the whole damn world.

We'll be in touch.

Lincoln 5 -6, good attack, too.

Lincoln 5 -6, go.

Hunter, this is Finn. Parker and Flood
have checked the local hospitals for dog

bites. I've got an address on your
jogger.

2713 South Lambert, apartment 106.

He's got a description of his car.

A white VW. I got Parker and Flood
staked at the south end of the block.

Lincoln 5 -6, we're on our way. Clear.

Roger, 9 -0 out.

Hello? Hey, babe. It's me. How you
doing?

Jesse, where are you? I've been calling
your office for hours.

Well, some trouble walked in last night.
The cops put me on the griddle.

Police?

Why? Who knows why the cops do what they
do?

They probably did it so they could look
it on their daily report.

Jesse, I'm worried.

Maybe I should just call Sergeant Hunter
and tell him the truth.

What difference would it make?

Listen to me.

Nothing in the rule book says we've got
to talk to cops.

But I do want you to talk to that
attorney I told you about.

I don't know, Jesse.

Everything's happening so quickly.

Do it. Just do it.

Now, come on, now. Either we take care
of business or we take care of us.

Right? I want you to call that attorney
and do exactly what he says.

All right, Jesse. If that's what you
want.

Now, this is for you, not me.

Trust me.

I think the only reason you want to be a
detective is if you think everybody

gets a partner like McCall.

You have to admit, she's a hell of a
pretty even you.

Yeah.

But I hear detectives ain't all that
great, man.

I'm using patrol.

If I'm going to spend the rest of my
life driving, I'll be a traveling

I want to use my head, solve some crime,
capture some crooks.

You've been watching Miami Vice again,
haven't you?

Dell 56 on TAC -2.

You read me?

6 Adam 32, go.

We're over here on the north end.

Any movement?

Nothing. He hasn't shown yet.

All right, keep in touch.

You know, that sign at the TV station
flashes 80 times every 30 seconds.

Now, we've been here for 5 hours and 20
minutes, so that means... My butt.

is so dead and so flat it belongs on
Boothill.

L -56, it's him.

L -56, he's running your way.

You can't go in there. Where do you
think you're going?

President will return to the White House
tomorrow.

And now let's see what the weather is
going to bring us.

Gordy, how do you explain those
thunderstorms that kept me awake all

Well, Pamela, this time of year in
Southern California, it's always

predict what's going to happen next.

Those cameras on? What?

Okay, thank you very much for checking.

Bureau of Vital Statistics in Olympia
says that there is no evidence of a

Shannon Richards being born or even
living in the state of Washington.

Did you get anything from our jogger?

No, he just wanted to take a sick look.

I believe him. You know, we should do a
background check on Golden and Medina.

Flash commander said you wanted to see
us. What's up?

Parker, Flood, you're being loaned out
to homicide for a little while.

Loaned to homicide. Hot damn.

Parker, in homicide, we try not to say
hot damn.

Yeah, I also want you guys to try and
find a blue or a black jaguar that was

the park the other day. Do you know how
many jaguars there are in this city?

Yeah, I do, Parker.

I've already found one. You guys can
find the rest, right?

One more boy. Yeah.

Right.

Jaguar. Jaguar.

Have fun.

I sure hope you're who I think you are.
No pictures and no interviews. And if

you don't leave, I'm calling the police.

Sergeant Hunter, Metropolitan Homicide.

I would like to talk to you about the
death of Shannon Richards.

Come on in.

Thank you.

When is the last time you saw Miss
Richards?

I think it was Tuesday.

I never saw much of her when she was
working.

She left early and came home late. And
you go home every evening?

That's the way Miss Richards wanted it.

I did my work during the day.

And even after you learned Miss
Richards' death, you still showed up to

Why? I'm paid to take care of the house
by Mr. Golden. He hired me.

I figured when the job's over, he'll
fire me.

Do you know if Miss Richards had any
family?

Yes, she did.

Well, what are you doing here?

I own this house.

Or at least I will when my sister's will
is probated.

I owe you an explanation.

Let's go into the living room.

Don't go away. We're not through.

I'll be here. Miss Cross has asked me to
stay on. Thanks very much.

Shannon made me promise not to tell
anyone about, well, that she was my

I was trying to keep that promise when I
talked to you that first time.

And so today, it's okay?

Well, yes.

I've talked to an attorney.

Did he tell you to move in here? I'm not
sure what you're trying to imply, but

yes, he did.

My sister died in testate, and I'm her
only heir. So this house and her entire

estate is now yours, is that right?

Well, that's what my attorney says.

Why don't you sit down, Sergeant Hunter?

I've also been advised to answer all
police questions fully.

Miss Cross, can you tell me who Shanna
Richards was?

Well, her real name was Suzanne Cross,
and she was born and raised in Canada,

British Columbia.

British Columbia? She said she was born
in Washington State, and why would she

lie about that?

When she was 16, she stole several
thousand dollars from a neighboring

and disappeared.

I was 14 at the time. And since then,
she hasn't been in contact with any of

family? No.

I saw her in a film three months after
our parents died in an automobile

accident.

So you moved down here, hired a private
detective to find her? Oh, I tried

writing to her first.

I got a form letter and an autographed
picture.

I even bought one of those maps to movie
stars' homes.

She'd been gone from that address for
over a year. Did you see her Friday

No. Why?

Because she said she'd call first.

She never did.

Mr. Hunter?

Yes. Telephone.

Thank you. Well, you can take it there
if you'd like.

Hello. Hunter, I just intercepted a call
for you from Monty Golden.

He asked to see you. He says it's
absolutely urgent.

Great. Thanks a lot, Ambrose. I'll get
right on as soon as I finish up here.

All right.

Eating. You look lovely as usual.

Thank you.

You know, Brad, if I'd known we were
coming to this restaurant, I would have

brought more cash.

Oh, well, we can talk about that later.

Oh.

So, what do you need from me this time?

I need a records check on a British
citizen, both foreign and domestic.

Does this have anything to do with your
investigation of the Shannon Richards

murder? Yeah, it does.

And the fact that she was a woman of
mystery is not helping matters.

You guys have anything on her?

If we had anything on Shannon Richards,
I would have used it a long time ago.

Oh, Bradley.

Well, I thought I was the only woman in
your life.

You could be.

So, who do you need me to run a check
on?

His name is Philip DePaul.

D .O .B. is 10 -6 -58.

British driver's license number 717
-AMB.

Address 916 Avenue and Helms, apartment
4C, London.

You have a description on him? He's
slender, dark hair, kind of a swarthy

complexion. Where did this stuff come
from?

Well, a Philip DePaul rented a Jaguar at
the airport the night that Shannon

Richards was murdered. That car parked
illegally on Oakmont Place in Beverly

Hills. And how did you get that?

Well, it snows to the grindstone police
work, Brad. I mean, what else do I do,

right?

We were looking for a Jaguar. This one
had been cited for illegal parking, so

checked it out. We went to the rental
agency.

They had all of the rental information.

The clerk even remembered DePaul.

From illegal parking to murder, that's a
giant step.

Yeah, I know it is, but it is not a
giant step. From where the Jaguar was

to Shannon Richards' producer's house.

The car was parked right across the
street from Tony Rondino's house.

I see.

Another thing that would help us a lot
is a photograph of DePaul. We have a

witness that could probably ID him.
Well, I'd certainly give it a try.

The department would be very grateful.

How about you?

I'll pick up the check for dinner.

Charlie, I think Jesse Cruz is the prime
suspect.

He's our only suspect.

We are one telephone call away from
losing this case. I know, but Monty

death changes that. And the jag parked
in front of Rondino's house puts Rondino

right in the middle of it. Charlie,
Charlie, Jennifer's got another film

the lobby. They're demanding a
statement.

What? It's so funny, Ambrose. I told you
to handle the press, so go and handle

them.

I need a secure line.

One moment, please.

Who's calling, please?

This is Desert Flower.

Viking asked me to call if we had any
inquiries on case 3704.

Desert Flower, you've had an inquiry on
3704?

Yes. What was the nature of the inquiry?

Information on Philip DePaul.

Inquirer's name, if known.

Sergeant Dee Dee McCall, Los Angeles
Police.

Through SI agent Bradley Wilkes, same
city.

Thank you for calling, Desert Flower.

Biking will be in touch.