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It's a great show.

Thank you.

So proud of you, Angel.

Everybody loved it.

You couldn't have asked for a better show.

Well, it's great to get the recognition. I just hope I sell something.

You'll sell out. Trust me.

Listen, I just have to lock up and then how about we get a drink?

Well, I'm going to have to take a rain check because Sam already got some

champagne to celebrate and I told her I'd be home by now.

Okay. Bye.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Thanks.

Good night. I'm going to take this, okay? Good night.

Any word?

We've got agents over at the gallery.

The police found Angela's car with the engine running. She left a purse and the

door was open.

Oh, my God.

Talked to the gallery owner. He said goodnight to her right after you left.

Billy, that was over an hour ago.

Team's on a scramble to the VCTF. I'm going to call an agent over here to stay

with Chloe.

We'll find her soon.

What if it's Jack?

Jack, try to take Angel once before, will you?

We've got statewide APBs. Air Rail Bus, Nationwide Bureau Alert. We'll find her

soon. Did they find a message, a rose, anything?

Text at the scene, I haven't found anything yet. They're rushing over

You okay?

Yeah. And you?

Angel invited me tonight.

If I'd gone, I'd have been there.

It's just fine.

I want to talk to Sharon Lesher. If Jack has Angel, maybe we can arrange for a

trade. Where is Sharon right now?

She has just been moved to the Women's Federal Processing Center in Macon

tonight. This makes jail number four since her arrest.

Got states from Maine to California jostling to have a go at her. Well, we

caught her. We've got priority.

Call the U .S. Attorney's Office. Get her here ASAP.

That wasn't very smart.

cells.

I'm trying to get my little canary to sing.

Don't they know?

Canaries don't live very long.

Forensics didn't find anything helpful.

Perth on the front seat, no blood, no torn clothes, no message.

Sergeant. Agent Waters, line one.

Three o 'clock in the morning, chances are it's about Angel. Just give it two

more rings.

This is Samantha Waters. That's Waters. It's Scott Porter's dad.

I'm the one who's got the angel. I mean, Angel Brown, your friend.

Where is she? Short.

That's up to you.

I know you can help me. It's what you do. Otherwise, she's dead in 24 hours.

24 hours.

You got that?

I'm listening.

My son's in jail. They say he's guilty, but he didn't do anything.

He didn't shoot anyone. He even picked the real killers out of a police lineup.

Their name... Miss Farber and Pons Marino.

You've got to prove it was them.

Well, how can I do that?

I know what you do for the FBI. You're a profiler. Talk to Scott.

You'll see he's not a killer. It's all in the letter.

Behind the newspaper machine.

Corner of 19th Street and Decatur. It's by the bank.

Give me 20 seconds.

Water. If you don't know that name, you haven't been watching TV lately. What's

this guy thinking? We're going to spring a cop killer?

He's reacting to the guilty verdict that came down yesterday.

All right, I got him within a mile. It's as close as I can get. It's a cellular

phone, and its transmission was relayed by the cell tower at Cross and Cavern.

So he could be anywhere in this circle.

Okay. We either find Angelo or we get this kid exonerated. Start with his

neighborhoods. Talk to people.

I need to know everything there is to know about the Porters, their life

histories. I'm going to want to talk to Scott Porter. He's in the city jail.

I'll set it up.

I also want to talk to this human that his father mentioned.

It's Mitch Farber and Hans Marino. Tell the switchboard to dedicate a line. I

don't want this phone to ring unless it's a call from Porter. I'll get a card

Decatur Street and pick up that letter.

He gave us 24 hours.

Deadline is 3 .06 tomorrow morning. George, start a back time clock.

You want some coffee? I got a thermos up in the cab.

Get away from me!

Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

have kids who can't understand.

Look at the camera.

Look at the camera!

Scott was 19 when he allegedly murdered Atlanta PD officer Wayne Edwards 13

months ago during a robbery at Martinelli's jewelry store.

Scott's father, Bill, is 51.

They live.

in Fulton County Superior Court for 23 years.

Perfect job record until about eight months ago. Fired last month. Poor job

performance. Why do you think he picked you, Sam?

He was a bailiff.

Maybe he saw me in court at my custody hearing Angel testify for me. He wanted

leverage, so he went for your closest friend.

I followed the trial. I was so shocked that they found him guilty.

I wasn't.

Kids go to the chair exactly what he deserves.

Most of the evidence was circumstantial. The jewelry was found in Porter's car.

The car was found a block from the store. What do you call that, a

No, they didn't find all of the jewelry, and he didn't have potter burns. They

didn't prove that he shot the gun.

Does Scott Porter have a record?

Nothing. Clean as a whistle like his father.

What about Farber and Reno?

Wrap sheets include everything from transporting stolen goods to auto theft.

Why weren't they tried for it? I guess the DA just thought they had the right

guy. Okay, here, of course, is Naomi Frank, who prosecuted the case. 33,

graduated Duke University, five years at the DA's office and climbing fast.

Are we bringing her in?

She's on the way.

The question right now, what is Bill Porter capable of?

I don't really want to find out the answer to that question.

Let's just get Angel back.

The letter was in a package, of course, from Atlanta Unified Bank. Porter had an

account there, cleaned it out yesterday with a safety deposit box. He must have

studied creative writing with Ted Kaczynski. It's about how the system

his son over.

Time comes in the events of men.

He's paraphrasing the Declaration of Independence.

He sounds like a man who has absolute faith in the system.

He gets less rational over time.

His early pages are very articulate, but his later stuff is almost completely

incoherent. I guess he was pushed over the edge by the guilty verdict.

Not to mention the thought of his son getting the death penalty.

This was just faxed in from a stationary store over on Cleveland Street.

Guy stopped and paid about the fax. This is pretty brazen.

Frank, please, have a seat.

I've been briefed, but I don't know how I can help.

One thing you can do is cut the red tape so we can talk to Scott Porter.

We'll also need to see all the background on the trial.

Especially anything that you may know about his father, Bill Porter.

He went downhill over the court at the trial.

Sent me the letter, just short of threat.

Stood up in the middle of witness testimony.

Started ranting. We had to have him removed from court.

You never doubted his son's guilt?

Not for a nanosecond. second.

And what about his story that Mitch Farber and Ponce Marino were involved?

Bad alibis. We didn't have any evidence to put them at the scene.

I'd like to talk to the homicide detectives to handle the case.

What if there was a new piece of evidence? I mean, not a real one, but

office could state a press conference announced something that would satisfy

Porter. I can't subvert my office like that. We're talking about a ruse that

would last less than a day and save a woman's life.

I'm sorry, but I will not put the DA in a position to be blackmailed like that

again in the future.

Now, I'll get you those transcripts, and that's all I can do right now.

I am sorry about your friend.

Wait,

wait, wait, wait.

Another ring.

Hello. Why aren't you doing anything?

We are. We talked to the DA's office.

Naomi Frank can't help.

It's her fault Scott's in jail. It's Farburn Marino.

You should be talking to them.

We're looking for them.

They're at the Tattletail Room, partying as usual.

It ain't right.

If they're guilty, we'll make sure that they get prosecuted. And if your son is

innocent, we'll make sure that he sees justice. Now, I want to speak with

all right?

Sam? Angel? Sam, I'm all right.

But you just do what he says.

He's got a gun.

I enlarged the photo of Angel. It's too great because of the fax quality.

It's quilting.

Furniture pad.

He's got her in a truck.

George, rental staff DMV. Want to find out where that truck comes from.

Really? He was totally devoted to his son.

They went camping. He was coach of the baseball team.

Naomi Frank came through. They woke up Scott Porter. He'll talk to you.

It's up to you. I know you can help me. It's what you do.

Otherwise, you're dead in 24 hours.

24 hours. You got that?

Oh, man.

What the hell's he thinking?

Well, we were hoping that you could help us with that.

Now, is there any place that you can think of that he would take someone?

Well, there must be some place in place that he went to get away.

No, just working home, you know.

This damn woodshop.

He doesn't really believe in getting away.

But this isn't like him at all.

Well, what is like him?

My dad is totally by the book.

He's Mr. Law and Order.

One time I got a speeding ticket, he grounded me for two months.

Another time, like one year, he just didn't like my friends, so he made us

You know, he's like a total control freak, but this...

It's just too weird. I mean, I can't really believe he'd actually... If he

in on it with two partners, you'd think he'd finally tell the truth and try to

squeal out of the death penalty. Next time he calls, I want you to talk to

all right? It has something to do with his father.

You think he put his father up to it?

All right, well, just tell me what happened that night. I think people do

things for their kids.

I was driving to my friend Donnie's house.

Donnie's got a set of drums.

Zildjian cymbals.

Anyway, I was at a light.

That's when I heard the shot.

I saw these two guys that come running out of the store. It was Mitch and Pons.

And they come running up to my car, you know, and they're banging on my window.

Like, one of them's got blood. He's covered with blood. So I thought maybe

were in an accident or something.

So you stopped to help?

Yeah.

I rolled down the window. The bloody one throws something in it, lands in my

back seat, right?

Then I got scared because I heard the siren, and they just, they run off.

So I tried to get out of there, but, you know.

Cop car stopped me, and they found that gun and the jewelry that that jerk threw

in my car.

Offer time.

Donuts.

It's too hot. Sorry.

Let it cool.

Have a donut.

Can I please get thee to take it off?

You can't do that.

Wait, no, no, no. I'll have a donut.

Can I ask you why you're doing this?

I thought I was part of a good thing, my work.

Then they said Scott killed someone.

You must have read about it.

They never even explained what happened to the jewelry.

The idiots took it.

So you think he was set up?

Who would stand to gain him?

The system.

They needed a fall guy.

You're black.

Hasn't anyone in your family ever, I don't know, taken the heat for something

they didn't do?

I'm right, aren't I?

My grandfather's brother was from South Carolina, and he was accused of stealing

a car.

They lynched him for it.

The judge dismissed the charges against the men who did it.

You should understand how I feel.

What I'm going through.

I'm trying to.

But you're threatening to kill me.

So how is that any different from what those people did?

All right.

Breakfast is over.

House, garage, attic.

Two trunks and a storage shed. Porter's the kind of guy who would never throw

anything out.

He could give seminars on financial planning.

Check books balanced, investments organized.

A trust for his kid's college. Not that that's ever going to happen.

Grace, did the forensic reports mention finding any of Mitch or Hans'

fingerprints on Scott Porter's car? No, no prints, no blood, no fibers. I just

finished reading the murder books. Nothing to back up Scott Porter's story.

Is there any way that you could head over to the police impound and check it

yourself? I mean, just in case they missed anything.

Yeah, sure. We just have to hope the car's still there. Yeah.

Thanks.

Looks like Sonny wasn't the choir boy his dad thought he was.

The serial number on the stereo's been burned off with acid.

Probably stolen.

Just the cops didn't think it was relevant.

Where are the photographs?

Photographs.

Aren't any.

Maybe he threw them out when his son was accused.

No, no, no. Porter loved his son. He would not be doing this if he was angry

with him.

There are no photographs. There are no mementos, no letters. Nothing.

It's like he stripped out everything of sentimental value.

Here's one he forgot.

William Porter in recognition of 20 years of faithful service to Fulton

Superior Court.

In Porter's manifesto, he used bits from the Constitution and the Gettysburg

Address. This is a man with a deep respect for the law who cannot accept

son's conviction. That is quite a dilemma.

He's a bailiff. He knows the system inside out.

If he was going to do something desperate, he could have waited until he

of appeals.

I think that basically Porter is a decent man.

I think that he's reached his breaking point.

In his mind, he has no option.

I think that he will kill Angel.

Angel is off!

Wait, wait, wait.

Now?

Keep him on the line, son.

Mr. Porter?

Out the jewels, Sam.

He said the police never found them all.

I will, Angel. I am so proud of you.

You're doing great. We're going to get you out of there, okay?

Okay. All right, listen.

Tell Mr. Porter that his son wants to speak with him. He's standing by at

No, no way. I do not want to talk to him. You put him on the phone, I will

up. We have said all there is to say.

I already told him it was my fault. It started when he was 16.

Down the hill since then.

Sam. Sam, he said that his son...

That Scott could have never killed anyone, okay? Just please find out what

really happened, please.

We will, Angel. Look, you just have to stay calm, okay?

I'm trying, Sam.

What if you don't get here in time?

I know, I know. Don't think about that, all right?

Okay, think about good things. Think about... Angel, think about back home,

things that we used to do.

Angel, remember that time we went on a picnic?

You and Chloe and I?

Remember how beautiful that place was? How peaceful?

Angel, I want you to think about that.

Okay?

I will.

Okay, he wants me to go now, Sam. Thank you.

I remember.

I really do.

Hey, you knocked the coffee over.

Oh, here, here, here. That's what you're doing. Why didn't you hang up?

That picnic.

Chloe called Tom on the cell phone and she forgot to hang up. The battery died.

Good, Sam.

I got you got the message.

Now let's hope she can distract him.

George. I'm locking it. Almost.

Almost.

Here, victory and Neil.

Okay.

You left the phone on?

No. You're on the inside.

No. That's it.

No. Lost it?

Tell our people to stop the truck if he moves.

Eyeballs only do not engage.

Is that Porter?

Get down on the ground now!

On the ground, freeze!

He's drunk.

Stay still.

What do we got to us?

Thrust the phone in and beat it.

It's miles from here. A thousand eyes are on him. He's not in business.

Where are we?

No place you've ever been. No place anyone's ever been for years.

An old water station.

Hey. Hey.

Just going over some of the records on Bill Porter.

Really kind of an amazing guy.

He put in 60 hours a week.

Didn't have any kind of a social life.

Only missed work twice in 20 years for personal reasons once when his wife

And once in 1994 when Scott was in the hospital for a week.

What was wrong with him?

Well...

According to the hospital records, he had a broken arm, dehydration, exposure,

fire risk you brought him in.

Ported a move shortly after that.

You think it's significant?

I don't know.

I think everything is significant at this point.

It's sad, really. I think the guy's just trying to be a good father.

Just trying to do what's right for his son.

When you have kids, you'll do almost anything to protect them, whether they

you to or not.

I need to run an errand. I'll be a while. I don't know how long.

Please, please don't take the flashlight because I'll fall.

No, you won't.

Now if you don't move.

Look, I'm not trying to make any trouble.

Okay, it's just these handcuffs, they're killing me.

Please.

I had nothing to do with your son being convicted, all right?

I have never done anything to you or your son or anyone else. Please, please,

they're just really, really hurting me.

Please.

Please, it just really, really hurts.

Please.

Put your hands out here.

Put them out here.

Keep your legs around.

Okay, okay, okay.

Just wait a second.

Just don't fall asleep and roll over.

You'll be fine.

The reporter takes everything that has any personal value, takes it out of the

house, and puts it where?

It's tying up his loose ends, you know? He paid off his credit card, he took all

his money out of the bank.

It's almost as if his life is over, like he's committing suicide to save his

son. He's executing his will first.

We've got both our boys on ice in the interrogation room. They used the D &D

charts to get him. As far as the one in white, the other guy's Ponce Marino.

I'll talk to Pons first.

Someone going to tell me what I'm doing here? You want to get off the table,

please? You're here to answer some questions about a robbery.

I already told the cops.

Right. All right, then.

Let's talk about you.

It says here that your friends call you Pons.

Scott Porter ever call you that?

Wasn't friends with him.

Yeah, it does seem unlikely that you would cross paths with somebody so

different.

Yet again, you don't seem to have a lot in common with your buddy, Mitch.

He is quite the dresser, isn't he?

What does that have to do with anything?

I don't know.

He's just a little curious, don't you think?

A guy who doesn't have a job can afford such a nice wardrobe.

You don't have a job either, do you, Ponce?

But then you're a little smarter than our boy, Mitch.

You would be incriminating to spend money that you don't have now, wouldn't

Sometimes what you see is what you get, lady.

I don't have a dime.

I see.

I'm Samantha Waters.

I'm here to ask you a few questions.

Do you know Scott Porter?

I've seen him on TV.

Who hasn't?

Well, Scott Porter says that you and Pons Marino are responsible for the

that he's been convicted of, that you framed him.

Well, people in jail say a lot of things.

Look, I don't know him.

I don't rob stores, and I was with my girlfriend, Robin Blivens. I think you

guys know this already.

Mitchell, you work for Mr. Marino?

Hell no. What, did he tell you that?

Well, he's full of it.

I see.

Then how would you characterize your relationship? Are you partners?

Something like that.

Well, that's odd because it says here that Mr. Marina says that he's the one

calls the shots.

I call my own shots and I'm my own boss, no matter what Pons says.

Spend some money on that get -up. Gold chain probably cost a few hundred bucks.

Mitchell can't deny himself anything.

I know the type.

Most of the jewels stolen that night were never recovered, were they?

No. We checked every pawn shop and fencing operation in the city.

They had a street value of over 50 grand.

If he did have the jewels from Martin Ellis, how long would it take before

were safe to fence?

It would be at least a year.

This guy couldn't wait that long.

Do we have a line on who his other friends or associates might be?

Mostly low -rent hoods. No one who could move any high -end stuff.

And what about his girlfriend, the one who gave him the alibi?

Robin Blevins, cocktail waitress at the Hot House Club. It's a member -only

strip joint. It's pretty exclusive.

How exclusive?

Membership costs $2 ,500 a year.

Friend of mine belongs.

Men with money.

Good place to make a discreet purchase.

Locking me?

Sorry, I spaced out. I was trying to decide if I should go in and get loaded

scotch or go home and get shredded by my wife.

I know you're right. You're a waitress.

Robin.

John.

Nice to meet you.

You're a woman. I need to ask you for a piece of advice.

What's the problem?

timing. The wife comes home early the other day, you know the rest of the

and I gotta say I'm sorry in a big way.

Well, presents always help.

Flowers, candy.

I thought you said this was a big apology.

Try jewelry.

Okay.

It's gotta be nice, though. You know any good stores around here?

Not what you want to spend.

Whatever.

If she likes the real deal, that customs stuff just isn't going to get me off

the hook, you know?

Well, I've got this one piece.

Diamonds and emeralds.

It's a great piece.

Nice. You know this one?

Scott's alibi is looking better. At the very least, he could be retried, which

might be enough for his father.

When the hell is he going to call? He's going to call. I just got back from the

impound yard.

Did you find the fish?

Not the ones that you were looking for.

The cops already got Scott's prints, the mechanics, even his father's. I raised

the prints from the spare tire with the seam scope.

Mitch Farber's right index print and Pons Marino's left thumbprint.

So if Scott's been lying, he's been them all along.

Does that necessarily mean he was involved with the robbery?

He was in on it, all right.

So what are these two doing with his spare tire?

They may have hidden the gun in the trunk on the way to the holdup.

Then they put on gloves, which is why there were no prints inside the car.

High security's the key, Bertie.

You've stolen the key to my heart, Samantha.

But where are you hiding the key?

To Sharon's.

We got ourselves a little Ned.

X.

Mark. Bon.

Think they'll let me visit?

We need details, Mitch.

Look, Scott Porter's father believes his son is innocent.

Now, we've got six hours to prove it or a woman dies.

I need an attorney?

You need a kick in the ass. Now, who murdered that cop?

You! I didn't murder anybody, all right?

No, but Pons did, didn't he?

Pons is the one who blew it.

Food for thought.

Your girlfriend's downstairs about to turn state's evidence.

She talks, you're looking at the death penalty.

Now, in the state of Georgia, that isn't some nice, polite little needle.

They give you ten years to sit around and think about it before they shave all

your body hair and plug you in.

then your brain actually cooks inside your skull until it smells like burgers

game day.

If you turn state's evidence, if you testify against Pons, you might be able

get out before you're an old man.

Why not?

Because if you keep being stupid, you'll get hit with a first -degree murder

charge when that same friend gives you up.

You know that he would, Mitchell.

Tell me about Scott. What was his role in it?

Well, he was willing.

And he had wheels.

Well, if you were in it together, then why didn't you leave with him?

Well, I guess he wouldn't let us back in the car.

He totally freaked out when Pons shot that cop and we had to think really

So you framed him for murder?

Hey. I thought you said you believed me.

The only thing that I believe...

is that your father is about to kill someone in your name. He couldn't do

He says the same thing about you and on Grump.

Listen, I told you I wasn't in on the... Don't you get it? This isn't about you

anymore.

Don't you get it? It's okay. It's okay. Back. All right.

Yeah.

It's all right.

You sit down.

Now, your father was right. You are not a killer.

You did not pull the trigger. Pons did.

But you were in on it.

Marino and his partner were your friends.

Or at least you wanted them to be.

You don't know that.

We found their fingerprints in the trunk of your car.

Look, Scott, I know that you didn't want to tell your father the truth.

Because you loved him. And you knew that it would destroy him.

The trial should have gone your way. I mean, it was all circumstantial

No proof that your father couldn't ignore. The problem is, it didn't go

way.

And now your father is out there destroying himself because of your lie.

It would have hurt him less.

I mean, come on, let's face it, I'm going to go to... I'm going to jail

way, right?

You know, I figured this way he'd always believe me.

And it hurt him less.

Help us keep your father from doing even more damage than he already has.

You own that.

Whenever there are kids, it always makes it into the paper.

In March of 1994, Fire Rescue brought Scott Porter into an emergency.

He and a couple of friends had run away and they'd hidden out at the Swag Street

pumping station.

George, where the hell is that?

I'm on it.

That's why Porter said it all started when Scott was 16.

He knew that eventually his son would hear those tapes. He was leaving him a

clue, a clue as to where to look.

Swag Street pumping station, part of the old storm drain system.

It's where several minor culverts came together. What is it now?

Nothing. It's abandoned.

That's where Porter took everything he's leaving Scott. And that's where he took

you.

Please.

Please. I'm going to fall.

Unless I let go.

Do you want me to do that? No. I think you do the way you're acting. No.

We're surrounded.

Bill Porter, put your weapon down. No, you put your weapons down now.

If I let go, she's dead.

So are you.

My boy's free.

Surrender and we'll talk about it.

Sam!

Mr. Porter, did you do what I asked?

Mr. Porter, we can't free your son.

You're lying.

You're so corrupt.

Why didn't you just do what I asked instead of forcing me to kill him?

I don't believe you even tried.

No, we did. We did. Look, let Scott tell you himself, all right?

Bill?

Bill, your son is here.

Please, Bill.

Bring his son out.

Dad?

Dad, listen to me. They're telling the truth.

I was part of it.

Dad, I was the driver.

Just make it look like you're protecting me by doing this.

You have to stand by the truth.

Dad, it is the truth.

Listen.

I'm so sorry, Dad.

I just... I didn't want you to know.

Dad, I didn't want you to know that I wasn't as good as you.

No!

Mr. Porter, your son wanted you to be proud of him.

But he wanted things for himself, things that you would not be proud of. That's

why he lied.

He knew that you would accept his failure as your own.

Look, you're fighting for something that doesn't exist, and you're going to hurt

someone who doesn't deserve it.

I'm tired.

Sam!

I'm so tired.

He's letting go!

I got her! I got you!

Don't let go.

You just hold on. All right? You hold on.

All right?

All right.

Hold on.

Got me? Got me?

Hold it.

Don't let go.

I'm going to...

The DA's agreed to offer Scott Porter 25 years to life.

Burrell before he's old. Same with Mitch.

Now, Pons, on the other hand, will probably wind up on death row.

What about Bill Porter?

Kidnapping. But based on your recommendation, he'll get psychiatric

first.

Not exactly a happy ending, huh?

At least Angel's safe.

You know, when I was ten, my mother died.

My father, he didn't really know what to do with me.

So he hired the townspeople, right?

Poor woman, I gave her such a hard time.

So I guess it was after about the third one, he just gave up and let me stay

with Angel and her mother.

They really gave me my childhood.

Yeah.

She's my family.

I feel sorry for them.

Hey, she's a little shaky, and except for the cuts on her wrist, she has a

bill of health.

You ready to go home?

Definitely. Okay.

All I can say is it's the best overtime I've ever earned.

Thank you.

Thank you.

He put in for O .T. What a guy.

Thanks.

Well, how do you thank people for your life?

I just did.

Hey, go on. Get out of here.

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