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All right, go easy with that. We need it
clean.

All right, fellas, we've got two hours.
Two hours till we're due in court.

Yeah, but who's counting?

Look at that.

Bullet hole.

Yep. Her.

My sister wasn't depressed about
breaking up with Robert. She was glad.

She was relieved.

But then she didn't return my calls, so
I went to her apartment.

And that's where I found her diary.

It was all about Robert, how he had
started following her since she left

calling her at all hours.

He'd sit in his car outside of her
apartment.

She was scared of him.

And then...

She vanished.

The night that Julia Sloan disappeared,
she and Robert Colson fought in a

restaurant. The next morning, a sales
clerk from Big Five Sporting Goods

Colson buy a cooler, the same cooler
that was found three weeks later at the

bottom of the Santa Monica Bay, thunk
with an anchor and riddled with bullet

holes.

Jay Colson...

Robert Coulson's brother and only alibi
owns a boat.

A boat that's missing its anchor.

A boat with coordinates on its global
positioning system that led us to the

exact spots of where that cooler was
dumped.

Objection. Objection. Defendant has
counsel.

Counsel has second chair.

Also happens to be the defendant.

Mr. McNorris. Your Honor, if Mr. Coulson
wanted to forego counsel and represent

himself in this case, he should have
said so at his arraignment.

Robert. Hold on.

Mr. Coulson has stood in my courtroom
for over two decades with an impeccable

record. There's not an attorney in Los
Angeles more familiar or more respectful

of the letter of law.

Well, the people, Your Honor, come to
this preliminary trial with nothing. No

body, no weapon, no eyewitness to this
supposed crime.

You did promise me a body, Mr. McNors.

We're still looking, Your Honor. Well,
you keep looking and I'll rule.

I've seen nothing here to bind this
matter over to trial.

I order the charge of murder in the
first degree dismissed and Mr.

Coulson discharged immediately.

So now it's the cops' fault? Even the
great David McNorris can't turn garbage

into gold. You can when you try. Hey,
you see, to win a case, you have to win

the prelim first. Little trick that I
learned in law school.

Robert Coulson just got away with
murder, David. All the money and

in the world. He thinks he can dump some
poor girl in the bay and walk away

clean. I didn't say I was through with
it.

So you're going to fight him? If there's
a case, not because of Coulson.

Well, I just hope that you're not afraid
that if against a defense attorney,

it's going to be Coulson, you'll lose.

You know Marsha Clark is doing this?

No. Right, because no one does.

In the real world, you take on a high
-profile case like this, you better make

damn sure you win.

You didn't always need a safety net,
David. Certainly not the first time you

kicked me in broad daylight where anyone
could have run back to tell your wife.

Morning, sir.

Sir?

North.

Miss,

can I see you for a moment? Yeah.

You got those incident reports?

31 -3, 31 -3.

Good luck today, huh, fellas?

Luck?

Any other suspect would be sitting on
his ass in county jail.

You keeping them boards up because you
think that we missed something? Because,

uh, let me tell you, I think we missed
something.

We, Counselor? Yeah, we, Detective,
unless that was someone the D .A. that

its ass handed to him today in a prelim.

Something a summer intern should sail
through.

Yeah, well, my partner's thinking along
the lines of a full confession.

Oh, that would be sweet. However, Colson
would kill himself first. Not from

Robert Colson.

From his brother, Jay.

Are we sure Jay helped him?

It's his boat.

He helped him.

You really want this one, don't you,
detective?

Robert Coulson's a murderer.

That he is.

But if you squeeze him as hard as you
can, he still refuses to pop. We're

to squeeze his wife, we're going to
squeeze his kid, and we're going to

him. He'll pop.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, Mrs. Carlton.

Ma 'am, I need to see what's in that
bag.

Proud of yourself?

Harassing women in department stores?

You're all so pathetic.

Parking tickets cover my car. I can't
drive a block without a moving

I can't even cross the street without
one of you trying to attack me. Jaywalk.

Where'd you dump it?

Screw you. I didn't dump anything.

And if you don't stop hounding me and my
family, I will not only sue you, fat

boy, I'll sue the LAPD and the city
council and the damn mayor.

Not fat, just big bone.

And I have my mother's child -bearing
hips.

And health.

Yeah, but don't sweat it, Tom. I mean,
sometimes things just don't go your way,

man. But the kid was ready to do the
deal.

His dad shows up and burns it.

What about you, Ray?

I thought I had her.

Saw her lift a blouse, saw her stuff it
in her bag, and she must have dumped it

on her way to the door.

We can't let up on this one, all right,
guys? Keep at it.

Worst thing is, we know she's a chronic
shoplifter.

Six incidents last couple of years.

Should be like taking candy from a baby,
huh?

Ought to be.

Except now she knows we're watching, so
she's not going to lift a finger now.

Frankly, Detective, if what we want is
to get to him through her, why don't I

just take that blouse she almost lifted
today, throw it back in her truck, and

be done with it?

No.

Maybe I'm mistaken, but I thought you
wanted this. We get her the right way,

we don't get her. She's done it herself
a million times. I said no, Ray.

In fact, I'm going to forget you said it
at all.

Or not.

What's that supposed to mean, Ray?

Hmm?

Ray.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

It means if another cop came to you with
this suggestion, you'd think about it.

But because it's me, you already got
your opinion.

I got my opinions, Ray. And planning
evidence is not going to help that.

Planning evidence? Yeah, planning
evidence.

We're not going to charge the woman.

We don't want the woman. It's a tool.
Ask anybody in this station.

But, you know, what the hell? I envy
you. This fairytale world you live in.

But that's fine.

Me talk Colson's out there walking
around in his Gucci loafers while his

girlfriend turns into a hundred odd
pounds of fish food. But that's the way

want it. You are made of tougher stuff
than me.

I order the charge of murder in the
first degree be dismissed and Mr.

be discharged immediately.

Don't wait until this is over.

What have I figured you for?

Rabbit's foot, man.

Hmm?

I'm sharing these lug beads.

Yeah.

They're an art project for Willie's
kindergarten class.

I made them for Kelly, but I told him
I'd hold on to them for a while. Yeah.

How's Kelly doing?

She's good.

Spending time with her sister, you know?

Pretty close.

You got your heart set on this one?

Guy's a murderer.

Walking around like a free man.

And we've never seen that before.

You know how Luck Beads started?

Well, something tells me it's a story,
Fearless.

Old Chinese tale about a guy whose wife
died.

And in his grief, he went to go see the
holy man.

And he asked him, he said, what magic do
you have to bring my wife back?

And in the holy dude, he said, bring me
the magic beads from a home that's never

known sorrow.

So the grief -stricken guy goes off,
comes to a mansion, and he says, I'm

looking for a home that's never known
sorrow.

And the folks there said, you got the
wrong place, pal.

And they began to describe to him all of
their tragedies.

And the guy thinks, I better stay here
and help these folks, since I know more

about sadness than anybody.

So he stays, comforts them.

Then he goes on to find the bead.

But every house that he comes to, from
cardboard boxes to palaces in Bel -Air,

every home has a story of sorrow.

So it turns out the guy is so busy
helping other people with their

that he forgets about his own grief and
the search for the damn beads.

Lucky guy.

Lucky beads.

Yeah.

God knows this poor guy's got his own
pile of woes.

Kola?

Brother Jay.

Yeah.

Well, we got to do what we got to do.

Yeah, I'd say it's working.

Yeah, it looks like that boy is ready to
roll.

Yeah.

Can't follow him forever.

Yeah, I doubt we'll get 24 -hour
surveillance.

I don't want her to ask.

I'm going to go check on that other
thing.

You really think it's going to be there?

If it isn't, I'll buy you one myself.

Control, this is W -33 Smith.

I need Sergeant Deacon, city center.

Request for additional surveillance.

Amen.

Counsel and I contend these charges are
smoke and mirrors, Your Honor.

Even though first chair seems to be
suffering from a gag order.

Objection. These are simply tactics by
the prosecution, Your Honor. Going so

as the Trib story this morning about a
former client of mine, no doubt planted

by the prosecution itself.

Objection. Unsubstantiated fine. But
we've all done this long enough to know

that when you try your case on the front
page, it's because that's all you've

got.

I'm just surprised, that's all.

I seem to recall the last time you
joined us here, you called this place a

feeding trough for corporate thieves and
trust fund cripples.

I was young.

That was two years ago.

You're not having a Manhattan?

Oh, thank you, Tito.

You're welcome, ma 'am.

I hadn't seen you in a while.

Now, that is sweet.

I thought perhaps you picked the club
because it had something to do with your

story on Susie Coulson's boy.

Or didn't you know he has dinner here
every evening at 8?

So what did you think of the piece?

I think it accurately captures your
enthusiasm for watching someone of our

standing being dragged through the mud.

You always did love that, even when you
were little.

It's my job to ask questions. Mom, a 30
-year -old girl is dead. I don't recall

a single question in that piece.

And she's missing, isn't she? Or did I
read that wrong?

Excuse me. I need to use the powder
room.

What a coincidence.

Except I don't believe in coincidences.

I'm doing a piece on the prelim. I
wanted to get your side.

It's a private club.

Remember, sir, you're standing.

Any comments on today's proceedings?

I'm pleased with the outcome. I think
justice was served.

Your concern for Julia Sloan is
touching.

I'm sorry, you were screwing her, right?

Is it something personal with you?
Because you don't know me.

I know you.

I grew up with rich spoil boys just like
you.

And anything that crosses your path, it
has to bend to your will.

Because if it doesn't bend, you break
it.

You want the truth?

I love Julia.

And what I really want?

I want her to come back.

We'll have a bottle of the Perrier
Jouet. We feel like celebrating tonight.

And the lady will have the caprese salad
and the Chilean sea bass for the

entree. I'm not hungry, Robert. Make it
a green salad down with the chicken.

Keep forgetting we're trying to keep her
in the zone.

Me too. I'll have the veal chop with
Marsala.

I'm not on a diet anymore.

Should be.

to say this because you are a beautiful
woman and I want you to be happy.

If you wanted me to be happy, you would
stop calling me and following me. I told

you I don't want this anymore.

Well, this is that shrink of yours
talking, something I intend to look into

we get back.

We're not going anywhere. No, no, no.
It's part of the surprise.

Robert, there is no surprise.

It took me months to say what I said a
week ago, that this relationship is not

good for me.

It makes me feel bad about myself, and I
have a hard enough time with that as it

is. I agreed to dinner only because I
need you to hear me.

This is over.

You have to leave me alone.

I'm not going to change my mind.

Maybe we should just go.

We're going to stay here.

We'll have a nice dinner, and then we
will go to my house.

Robert, please.

You left a lot of your things there.

I don't want him around anymore.

Do you want to continue, Mr. Golson?

No. Much else to say.

Bobby stopped by after having dinner
with Julia.

We watched the Sox.

He crashed on the couch. I sent him to
the guest room.

And we had French toast the next
morning.

It's not about me anymore.

Now they're going after Vivian and
Eddie. And since I took the stand,

made it their mission to terrorize my
family. By giving you a speeding ticket?

Four tickets.

Look what they've done to Viv.

Humiliated her.

Pulled her over at every corner.

Searched through her bags.

They didn't find anything?

And Eddie? Eddie can't hang out with his
friends now.

You know how long it's been since he's
had buddies, but we can't risk it

maybe one of them has a joint in his
pocket or something.

It's not Pakistan, for God's sake. If
you don't do anything, they can't touch

you. I don't care about me.

But if a man can't take care of his own
family... Then what?

Besides just waiting it out.

The next cop that tries to hurt Vivian
already.

I'm going to shoot him.

Shoot who?

The cop? They're coming after us, Bobby.
I got a right to defend my family by

shooting a cop.

Are you off your meds again? Why does
everybody keep asking me that?

Because you sound like a lunatic.

You think you're smart enough to shoot a
cop and get away with it?

The only time you ever fired a gun, you
turned it on yourself and botched it.

Defend your family.

For God's sake, try releasing them.

Aside from me, Viv and that boy have
been taking care of you for years.

Where have you been?

With Bobby.

Then took a drive.

Jay's downstairs and he's loading a gun.
You just saw him and he's loading a

gun. What the hell happened?

Bob, pick up.

What are you doing?

I'm going out.

I need to be alone for a while. You just
were alone. Jay, whatever you're

thinking, it's wrong.

Whatever you have in mind, don't do it.

Do not do this to Eddie and me. This is
not what we want. Do you understand?

I love you.

Your wife and your boy love you, Jay.

This is going to stop right now.

Need your serial number, social
security, seal's request sheet. No

And just a thumb.

After Rampart, be lucky you don't got a
piss in a cup.

What's this?

This is a joke, right?

It's not Shaq's.

It's a field meal, too.

Sinks of sweat, even. I smelled it.

That's some Hell's Angel guy I wanted on
eBay.

Kept all the fiscal mess in that.

Hey, Pop.

Hey. You, uh, you ready for this?

Yeah, yeah, I'm ready.

Piece of cake.

In your sleep, right?

Yeah, yeah, I got it handled. I got it
handled. That's what you mean.

It's meant to be careful, that's all.

Okay, thanks.

Hey, and Tom, whatever happens, bring
back all the dope.

The bed will here will get ugly on you.
Right, right.

All right.

Yeah, wait.

What are you doing?

Hey, baby.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Stop, stop. Not
the bra, please.

All right.

Are you insane?

I'm a cop.

A cop?

With a very cute butt.

No, no, no, look, look.

I'm not kidding, all right? I'm not
kidding about this. They weigh this

They weigh every stem, every bud.

How much did you take?

One joint.

Wait. A little bit. I could be lying.

You got that?

You better kiss me.

Officer.

It's not funny yet.

It is if you're me.

We'll get at you.

Fine.

I'll do the first kiss.

No.

Knock it off. I don't feel like it right
now.

But you do feel like it, Tommy.

Huh?

Yeah, I do.

It's charged by the hour.

Sorry, my buddy's flunking algebra. I
had to give him the answers before his

test. You got the money?

Yeah. It's not cash. I got a check.

What?

Kidding. Just kidding.

It happens when I get nervous, I guess.

Sorry.

A lot of dope for a skinny little kid
like you.

Yeah, well, you know, he gets me into
parties and stuff, and you're the guy

the big bag of pot. Girl, so think
you're cool.

Yeah.

What?

It's my dad.

All right.

Tell him you'll see him at home. No, I
can't. Look, you want to do this or not,

just get rid of him.

Uh, Dad, I'll be there in a while, okay?

I gotta go.

I'm sorry, I gotta go.

What are you talking?

Wait a minute.

Hey, don't sweat it, Tom. I mean,
sometimes, man, things just don't go

you know?

Yeah, but the kid was ready to do the
deal. His dad shows up, burns it.

What about you, Ray?

Well, I thought I had her.

Saw her lift the blouse, saw her
stuffing her bag.

She must have dumped it on her way to
the door.

We can't let up on this one, guys, all
right? Keep at it.

job jay bogus phone cards are not a real
job that's

not a job jay bogus phone cards are not
a real job i'll take care of it before

eddie gets home i mean it he has a hard
enough time fitting in without him

thinking his father's out there hustling
like some street thug

We lost the case.

He went crazy. Said he'd kill me.

I didn't think anything about it.

Because we shipped him off to San
Quentin.

And he showed up at my door.

You just shot him?

I slammed the door in his face.

Broke in a window. He came charging in.
By the time he found me in the den, I

had the gun out.

It just happened.

It's too late for the police, Jay.

I wouldn't have him anyway. You know
what cops do to defense attorneys?

Anything they can get away with.

It was him and me.

You're the only one I can trust now.

It's not going to sink.

It's heavier than hell. It's going to
sink.

Top of the line cooler.

It's going to sink.

For God's sake, Bobby, you know how much
crap I've seen go over the side of a

boat? That thing is not going down.

All right, so what do we do?

We help it.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

I can't look at this.

It's not going down.

Why the hell won't it go down?

We got to weigh it down. We got to bring
it back in.

Here.

Use the hook to bring it back in.

I'm going to go get the anchor.

What for? We're not going anywhere.

To weigh him down.

It's the only thing that'll work.

One, two, three.

Holy... All right.

You need to dump them separately.

You put the anchor in a cooler.

I'll take care of her.

Where's the fire axe?

No guy!

That was no damn guy, Bobby!

And then you dragged me out here and you
lied to me!

Dave, pull it together. Oh, screw you,
Bobby. I'm not together.

That was so kind.

Has something very bad happened?

Yes, it has.

A terrible accident.

Then you should have called the cops.

Like all the times I called the cops
when you screwed up? Uh -huh. Drug

bad loans, stolen phone cards, 50 trips
to the emergency room, your stomach

pumped, your wrists gushing blood. I
never did anything like this. You owe

You owe me your life. You know it.

need your help.

Are you kidding?

You're going to need a lot more than
somebody like me can give you.

Manly, you're the only one I trust.

And you're right. It looks bad.

This could be the end of me. Is that
what you want?

Huh?

Go!

Would you just tell me?

No. It was an accident.

An accident.

I would never have involved you in
something like this if it weren't.

That's God's truth.

Not much else to say.

Bobby stopped by after having dinner
with Julia.

We watched the talks.

Crashed on my couch.

I sent him to the guest room, and then
he had French toast with us the next

morning.

Who's the guy in the car?

It's one of my buds. Dad, what's the
deal? What are you doing here?

What does he want?

We're talking. He wanted to take me to
Sally Granite's party tonight.

I thought you'd be happy. I mean,
friends, Dad, instead of you and Mom

at me like I'm some shut -in freak.

That is not the way we look at you. But
these friends, you need to stay away

from them for a while.

Just for a while.

There's some stuff that's going on.

People are watching.

People? Are you off the meds or
something? I mean, what is all of this?

I'm sorry, Eddie, okay? I'm sorry as
hell you have to have a dad as screwed

as me. No, no, no, you're a fine dad.

Hey, hey, I'm not fine, you idiot.

I know that.

But even with all the bad stuff, there's
only one thing that I do know for sure,

and that is that I love you and your mom
more than anything.

And if anything ever happened to you...
Just... Stay out

of trouble, okay? Please?

Just be the great kid you always are.

Come here.

I don't care about me.

But if a man can't take care of his own
family, then what?

Besides just waiting it out.

The next cop that tries to hurt Vivian
Reddy, I'm gonna shoot him.

Are you off your meds again? Why does
everybody keep asking me that? Defend

family for God's sake. Try releasing
them.

Aside from me, Viv and that boy have
been taking care of you for years.

Try releasing them.

Try releasing them.

Try releasing them.

What are

you doing?

I'm going out.

I need to be alone for a while. You just
were alone. Jay, whatever you're

thinking, it's wrong.

Whatever you have in mind, don't do it.
Do not do this to Eddie and me. This is

not what we want. Do you understand?

Your wife and your boy love you, Jay.

It's going to stop right now.

Get down!

How many fingers?

How many fingers did you see?

Three. Good.

I think I broke my nose.

Yeah, you did.

And somebody's windshield. Do you
remember that? Yeah.

99 Firebird came right at me.

Yeah, don't you scare me like that ever
again.

Did you get the shooter?

I did.

Who is it? We're running the plates now.

Thanks. I'm glad you're here.

All right. Does this hurt?

No.

How about this?

What are you smiling at? I don't know.

Yeah, well, you scared your partner
pretty bad.

I gotta go.

Don't even think about it.

I gotta get you to the hospital and
check you out first.

Will you check me out?

I'm fine.

Detective, please.

Name's Carl Tuback.

Multiple arrests as a gun for hire.

Colson helped him beat a murder rap back
in 92.

Yep. The hitman.

You were right.

We gotta talk to brother Jay. No, no,
no, no. The only place you're going is

the hospital. No, no, I gotta go.

Just give me five minutes, okay?

I want this one.

Is any of this not clear to you?

Your brother hired his hitman buddy to
kill you.

To kill you, Jay.

Your own brother.

Wake up.

Robert Coulson doesn't give a crap about
you. He doesn't give a crap about

anybody.

What are you protecting him for?

He didn't hire some guy.

Yeah? You want to pee?

Because he's laying dead right out there
in the middle of the street, man. At

least you guys will say anything.

Do anything. You don't care who gets
hurt. No, man, that's your brother you

us confused with. After all the crap
you've put my family through? You want

know who I care about?

Julia Sloan.

Because she had her whole life ahead of
her until that animal brother of yours

snuffed it out.

I have nothing to say.

All right.

We'll see what your wife has to say.

Okay, leave her alone.

She's out of this.

She's way in.

We searched her car. She's got a trunk
full of bad phone cards.

Those are my cards.

Well, they're in her car. Right. I put
them in there because I was going to

them. Hey, that's the truth. You wanted
the truth. That's it. Those are not her

cars. They're hers now.

Now she's going to jail.

Did you keep my wife and son out of
this? You can't do that, Jay.

Only you can.

L .A. Finest.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Robert Coulson, we're placing you under
arrest for the murder of Julia Sloan.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be held
against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be
appointed for you by the court.

He needed my help, so I helped him.

He's my brother, you know.

But when we got on the boat, I saw that
it wasn't some guy who had threatened

him.

It was Julia.

Julia Sloan.

Did he tell you how he killed her?

He said it was an accident, but it
didn't look like an accident.

Did he say where it happened?

Yeah, he said it happened at his house.

When did you take it out?

About an hour after we talked.

Hello.

And that's when I found the phone cards.

It's just a technicality, Detective, but
you know those phone cards?

That could be ruled illegal search and
seizure.

Yeah.

Except that'll warrant.

So I can get that blouse out of there.

You know, the thing is, the blouse would
have worked, right?

What better than that?

Man, don't I know it.

Detective, I just saw how bad you wanted
it.

Next time, I'll know better.

Girl Scouts came by.

Thank you.

Kelly up?

Wasn't a great night.

She finally took a pill about an hour
ago. It knocked her out.

Thank God.

How about Willie?

Out like a light.

He loves you.

Auntie Susan.

What choice does he have?

I'm gonna go now, okay?

Detective, how come?

How come what?

How come you wanted it so bad?

No reason, really.

It's just my sister and I. She's the
only family I've got.

She wouldn't... She would never just
leave without telling me.

Right. You, um... You also said your
sister was, uh, battling depression?

Yes. Yes, she was, but... Okay, and two
months ago, I would have had to consider

that she could have killed herself, but
a week ago, after she left Robert, she

took me to dinner.

And she ordered champagne.

She said, this is a celebration to a new
beginning.

And then she thanked me for loving her
and for being there for her.

And she said, uh...

She said, for the first time in a long
time, I feel like I can breathe.

And she could.

You can tell with people you love, you
know?

You really could.

Mm -mm. Mm -mm.

Now, it's like a bear. We're being
completely naked with just your wedding

on.

Nothing. It is sexy.

When I was a kid and so much bad stuff
happened, I just didn't think it was

possible to be so happy.

I know.

You love me, don't you?

I love you very, very much.

You're there for me.

You're my family now.

For the first time in my life, I feel
like I can breathe.

to make you breathe, Mrs. Kelly Steen.