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The story you are about to see

was inspired by actual events.

The names have been changed

to protect the innocent.

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It was Friday,

it was sunny in Los Angeles.

My partner and I were working the day shift

out of robbery homicide.

The call came in at 8:30.

Caucasian male dumped off Mulholland.

I love LA.

Starting another day at the top of the world.

My name's Friday, I'm a cop.

Neck, throat was slashed.

Way he's dressed.

Looks like money.

Joe, Frank.

You guys are welcome to this one.

Aside from the neck looks like he was beat up.

Yeah.

We're searching for a weapon.

Plus, his belt's missing.

What?

Look, he's not wearing a belt.

That's just weird.

He found the body.

Sellers, David out walking his doggie.

Thanks, Kevin.

Where's your dog, Mr. Sellers?

Uh, he ran away.

He saw the body and he was scared.

Dogs don't run, they sniff.

Show us your hands, palm down.

What?

Your hands, now.

There's blood under your fingernails.

Tell us now, get it over with.

All right, okay.

I shouldn't have taken it.

Oooh.

Kieselstein-Cord, expensive.

How expensive?

Grand.

A grand?

For the buckle.

The belt's another thousand.

Each is unique to itself,

signed and numbered,

maybe we can trace it.

Come here.

You got prints on that belt.

Out of your civic sense of duty

you're gonna volunteer to be fingerprinted.

Officer.

No problem, go LAPD.

Why was he here?

Go for a walk and end up like this.

He wasn't walking.

Throat's slashed, that's not robbery.

So what is it?

You tried NCIC?

DOJ?

No, because then I have to go back,

I gotta go to a judge and come way back out here.

Prints good?

All right, let me know.

Right.

They got the victim's prints,

they don't show up anywhere.

Peter Holt.

Of 15347 Ocean Avenue in Malibu.

Nieman Marcus, bought his belt there last month.

Deb, Joe uh, call Sheriff's Malibu station, will you?

Tell them we're getting a search warrant

and meet us there at uh,

15347 Ocean Avenue, Malibu.

Send a lab team too, huh?

Thanks.

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Some people say Malibu's just another beach town.

It is if you're used to seeing Johnny Carson

and Barbara Streisand on the sand.

Peter Holt had the kind of house

people in LA call an architectural.

It's a fancy word that means ridiculously expensive.

Wow.

What do you think a place like this goes for?

Don't even ask.

Bad for your health.

Hey, guys.

The victim couldn't afford it either, look at this.

Mortgage payment's two months overdue.

Jaguar XK8.

Missed lease payment,

past due, past due.

Final notice.

Bag that up, would you?

He had a Jag and couldn't pay his cable bill?

Guess those premium channels really add up.

No car in the garage, Sir.

Call the desk.

Ask them to run the victim for DMV.

And put a warrant out on the car.

I saw her on "Access Hollywood".

Huh.

She used to date one of the Lakers.

No crime having your picture taken with a beautiful woman.

Oh, wow.

"Violator".

Don't tell me you've seen it.

Oh, I've seen all three of them, they're great.

Guy that makes them's a genius.

Produced by Peter Holt.

Executive producer Jessie Ross.

Viking Films.

No one would wanna hurt Peter.

No, I'm sure this is impossible,

it must be someone else.

There's no question of identification, I'm sorry.

It was definitely Mr. Holt.

No, it can't be.

Your relationship with Mr. Holt,

was it uh...

personal?

You mean, um, no, no,

we were just friends.

And what did Mr. Holt do here?

He uh, he raises capital for the, the movies.

This was crazy, people love Peter, I'm the bad one.

I scream, "Save money" he says, "Make a good movie".

Was Mr. Holt seeing anyone?

No one serious as far as I know.

He was just a kid.

You know, having fun.

He said movies were like a big toy train set.

He got paid to play and have fun.

Something was wrong here.

I was fairly sure she was telling the truth

and I still didn't believe her.

She had all the right emotions,

she was saying the right things,

but she was leaving something out.

I just didn't know what.

I just can't believe that Peter was doing anything wrong.

It had to have been some random crazy person that did this.

So he left early Wednesday.

Yes, he was taking off Thursday.

Errands, stuff for the house.

Well, we'll need a copy of his schedule.

Uh, phone logs.

Yeah, I'll get those for you.

Could we uh, could we do this some other time, please?

One more thing.

Uh, was he living, how do I put it?

Above his means?

Lately he uh,

his family was sending him money for a while,

I, I think that they stopped.

They own restaurants somewhere in Indiana.

They wanted him home, you know,

for the family business.

I guess he spent more than he made.

Doesn't everyone?

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His Jag has completely disappeared.

A young detective stole it,

put it in his garage.

I got to admit,

a convertible XK8?

So he sent his sister flowers,

he liked organic groceries,

he went fishing at least once a month.

Everything that he did is in here,

except for what he did yesterday.

Why'd they cut his throat?

To kill him?

Making movies.

It's not exactly a dangerous business.

They don't kill you for being late on your cable bill, either,

not yet.

3:05 PM a week ago Friday,

cell phone call from Alan R. Brewster.

Rap sheet.

Mr. Brewster did some time in state prison

and nine months in Lewisburg.

Alan Brewster, B-Dog.

I'm missing your canine reference.

B-Dog was the biggest thing in rap before he got busted.

Did Mr. Brewster go away on a drug charge?

Ah, schedule two narcotics and title 18 US Code,

whatever that is.

Yeah.

Let's go see if Mr. Dog's kennel's open late.

Title 18 US Code.

I embezzled a few large from a record company.

Feds tend to go after that.

Yeah, I was young, broke, and stupid,

no way to go through life.

B-Dog did his time,

never gonna do no more.

What about your investment in Mr. Holt's movie?

You're not thinking I had anything to do

with what happened to the brother.

I'm black, I'm a rapper so I'm Tupac keeping bad company?

Look here, baby, I'm a businessman,

and that was business.

You ever meet his partner, Jessie Ross?

I ain't got nothing to hide, baby, ain't got nothing to hide.

You sure about that?

This case is marked "PH".

Slow your roll, baby, this belongs to B-Dog.

It's a Palm Pilot.

Top of the line.

PH, Peter Holt.

Look here, Cagney, Lacey,

you got it all wrong, baby,

he was into me for a few hundred.

Hey, the market hurt us all.

So he gave it to me to settle up.

It's yours.

Forgot to give me the code.

The few hundred, that would be for um...?

I scored him some Laker tickets.

So close Shaq sweats right on you.

Look here, you need me to hook you up?

We'll keep it in mind.

We're hoping you have a good alibi for yesterday afternoon.

Look.

You know Detective Tom DeMonaco?

Five nine, black hair.

No, six three, blonde, ex Navy SEAL.

Damn, look here.

This ain't gonna go too good on the streets.

So I hope you brothers can keep this to yourselves.

We'll try.

I was with him all day.

Pointed out some dealers for him.

You're an LAPD informant?

He did me some favors.

So I'm doing him one in return.

He's your brother, check it out.

You think it'll hold?

Absolutely.

Doesn't give DeMonaco's name unless it pays.

What's wrong with this town?

Ex convict, ex rapper police informant?

Gonna make movies now too?

LA's like the Foreign Legion,

you come in with one identity,

if you can survive you get out with a whole new one.

Well, maybe we can get something off the Palm Pilot.

This business partner of Holt's,

this Jessie Ross.

She's bothering me.

I got a little bothered myself.

She's not your type.

She was genuinely upset,

I think she likes the guy,

and I think she sort of told us the truth.

So, what's bothering you?

I don't know,

that's what's bothering me.

Friday.

Where?

On our way.

They found a Jag.

Call SID.

Have impound send a flatbed.

I don't see blood.

Look where the seat is.

Right, too close to the wheel.

Whoever drove this car is no more than five three,

five four tops.

Holt was six three.

I'm betting someone drove him

to meet his killer.

Palm Pilot, computer, cell phone.

I can break any pass code in town.

Remind me to cancel my alarm code.

Holt's calendar.

Three PM, Thursday, coffee,

Neil's on Ventura.

Ventura, that's where we found his car.

There's no Neil's anything on Ventura,

but I pulled business licenses.

Melody Coffee Shop owned by Neil Swanson.

Hey, Joe.

Three PM, coffee, Neil's.

Then five PM, Jessie,

drinks at the Four Seasons.

Five o'clock Thursday.

I forgot about it, I'm sorry.

Peter asked me to go, I said no.

Why's that?

Well, that's the kind of thing that I'm very bad at.

Um, what was he?

He was uh, a dentist from Encino wanted to invest.

Real smart, liked Peter a lot.

Just not really good with those people

and Peter was better at it.

Sounds like he was a decent guy.

He was.

He had that small town kid thing going for him.

He uh, liked to look at the stars

on the sidewalk on Hollywood Boulevard.

It was tacky, but he loved it.

See, that's our problem.

Why would someone so nice and decent

end up brutally killed?

I-, I'm as mystified as you are.

Are you?

What do you mean?

I mean sometimes we find ourselves in unexpected places.

Things happen we don't plan on.

I think that's what happened here.

And I'm thinking maybe you know why.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I lost a very good friend

and I hope you catch the people who did it.

So you own this place?

You recognize this man?

Yeah.

Um, Paul.

Peter.

Yeah, right, Peter, yeah.

He used to come in here when he lived in the neighborhood,

like two, three years ago.

Seen him recently?

No, but I remember him because he used to give me

passes for screenings.

That's a good guy.

What's this all about?

Were you working Thursday afternoon?

We think he was supposed to meet someone here.

If he came in he would have said hi.

Lisa.

He's really cute.

Was he in here on Thursday?

No, I don't think so.

I'd remember him.

They probably snatched him right off the street.

It sounds like he was set up.

What'd you get from Ross?

Scared.

Of?

Whoever killed Holt.

Guys, I got into Holt's email.

Dinner appointment confirmed for eight PM

the day he was killed.

A Richard Atkins.

The Richard Atkins?

Your victim made movies.

It's a good bet.

Help?

Atkins used to be a producer.

Thought you weren't into that.

In the '70s he made big films.

In the '80s he made one about prison life.

Involuntary manslaughter, drunk driving, did two years.

Ah, it's terrible, my God it's uh, it's dreadful.

So you were friends.

Sort of.

Not really, he was just a kid,

he was trying to raise money for my next project.

It's gonna be the next horror movie slash musical.

If I can find the financing.

Don't the posters usually come after the movie?

Well, not when you're Richard Atkins and it's your comeback.

What kind of people was Mr. Holt raising money from?

You're not gonna watch, Richard?

We're going shopping.

Ladies, Richard is busy with the nice detectives.

Sorry.

So you think Peter was murdered over money.

It's been known to happen.

Well, truthfully I have no idea where the money came from.

It's 300,000 plus in the bank,

it's happy, I'm happy.

Three hundred grand it's hard to believe

you don't know where it came from.

It's from a doctor in Omaha, fine.

It's from a guy with black glasses and a thick neck,

also fine.

I'm fairly sure it's not from the teamsters

now that the elder Mr. Hoffa is no longer with us.

Did you know his partner?

Jessie Ross?

Yeah, saw a picture in the trades from time to time,

she's one of those hangers on

who thinks she's a part of the scene.

Thousand of them.

Holt, the kid comes into town, he looks up my number,

he calls me, invites me out to lunch,

he thinks I'm still famous.

I was.

I'll assume you can prove where you were

on Thursday afternoon?

I was with my lovely ladies.

I got the credit card receipts to prove it.

Throat slit.

Extremely sharp blade.

Just short of a surgical knife.

A doctor?

Anything's possible.

Especially since it didn't kill him.

Run that by me again?

It was torture.

The cut for maximum pain

without bleeding them out too fast.

See, they didn't even touch his jugular.

What did kill him?

Blunt trauma to the head.

What about the blunt trauma to the legs?

They didn't hit the legs,

they shot him.

What?

Once in each knee.

Ow.

Yeah.

Didn't even realize it at first.

Not until we took off his clothes.

Send those to firearms, please,

and call SID and tell them to go back

and sift for casings.

You were right.

About them slitting his throat.

They want him to talk.

But they didn't care if he talked

and they wanted to send a message,

they were just brutal as hell about it.

All of the above.

Who you calling?

Gomez.

Organized crime.

Gunshots to the knees could be IRA, Colombians,

but cutting the throat expertly performed so he would feel--

Don't tell me.

Lots of pain and fear without bleeding to death.

That means something.

No, it means one thing.

The uh, world of organized crime we have our favorites.

These savages.

Armenians.

Slit throat, bullets to the knees,

that's their MO.

They came off the boat killing.

Ex KGB, special forces, mercenaries.

Can you help us find one

who might be in the motion picture business?

Two years I tried to get a guy on the inside.

That ain't gonna happen.

Point is is that they don't kill for money,

they do it to make a point.

The point being that they can kill you.

No, not their MO.

Say they want something,

you don't give it to them,

they don't kill you.

They kill your mother, father, son, daughter.

Then you get the message

and you give them what they want.

Armenians, why would Holt know those kind of gangsters?

My guess is he didn't know who they were when he met them.

Holt's bank records, credit card statements,

getting the others.

And your victim pulled the best trick in the book,

he came back from the dead,

except now he's a young woman.

Who's she?

Two hours ago corner of Laurel and Sunset,

she tried to withdraw 500 from an ATM.

Tried to withdraw?

Using Peter Holt's card and his account.

It's already blocked.

Well, even with a wig this is no Jessie Ross.

I feel a connection here.

You do?

To what?

ATM machine, bank card, she knew the code.

She has his bank card,

she was in bed with him.

Friday.

What?

We were with the guy this morning.

All right, on the way.

Whoever slit Holt's throat,

they're making a habit of it.

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Looks like Richard Atkins won't be making

his horror movie slash musical.

Guy like him, it might have been good.

Hey, guys.

Deja vu all over again.

Slit throat.

The Armenian special.

Bullet to the knees.

I missed that the first time.

We did, too.

Security system wires cut.

The gate, the house, all of 'em.

*

What?

They're still sending a message.

And I think we know who they're sending it to.

She's not returning their calls.

*

I don't know what this has to do with me.

All due respect, I think you do.

I've never met Mr. Atkins.

- Miss Ross. - Jessie.

Jessie, listen, I don't wanna be insulting or anything,

but in your business Mr. Atkins was more important than you.

He was famous, you weren't.

They killed him because they wanted to show

exactly what they could do.

You have a nice voice.

It's very strong, but soft.

You know, we got a word for what you're doing,

it's called denial.

You're pretending none of this is happening.

Maybe you feel, I don't know,

protected because you're part of Hollywood

or you run in the right circles.

But so did Mr. Atkins.

I'm sorry.

Why are you saying these things?

I'm trying to get through to you.

They're gonna kill you

unless you help us stop them.

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You're a nice man.

Let me help you.

I'll put you someplace where they can't touch you.

Whatever you've done,

however you're involved.

I can help get you out of this.

You said you wanted to get through to me.

You did, okay?

Thank you for coming.

*

Why don't you call me back

and ask for Detective Frank Smith?

Yeah, that would be great.

Hey, we found the girl from the ATM.

Well, could you give me the address?

Thank you, thank you very much.

Julie Davis, Sweetzer just south of Sunset.

Just a second, please.

How'd you get here so qui--

You're not a cab driver.

Julie Davis, LAPD, I'm Detective Friday,

my partner, Detective Smith.

Oh, um, Julie's not here right now.

She look familiar?

Yeah.

She tried to withdraw money

from an ATM this afternoon.

It's not what you think.

We're thinking felony.

I was freaked out,

I had to get out of here.

How long were you seeing Mr. Holt?

We grew up together in Indiana.

I followed him out here

and we were having some problems and well--

He died.

So you don't have to worry about breaking up with him.

I was scared.

Wouldn't you be?

Look, I don't know who he was meeting on Thursday.

I drove him because my car was in the shop

and we both had to go to the Valley.

You dropped him off and you walked ten miles

back to your apartment.

No, I was meeting a girlfriend.

She came over from Studio City and met us.

Peter went to his meeting,

we went and hung out at the Galleria.

You weren't at all concerned

when you didn't hear from Mr. Holt?

We had an argument, okay?

Miss Davis.

Julie.

You're not telling the truth.

Your boyfriend was dead one day

before you decided to run.

You saw on the news that Richard Atkins was murdered

and you knew that he was a friend of Mr. Holt's.

We can't help you unless you're truthful.

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I yelled at him in the car.

I told him that he was a,

a Hollywood snob and I was good enough growing up

and now I wasn't.

He said no that he was in trouble and...

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It's my fault,

I introduced him to them.

Julie.

Introduced him to who?

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The only one I know is Anatoly.

Who happens to be Armenian, I bet.

*

Peter was afraid of them

and I saw on TV Peter's friend Richard

and I thought God, almighty, they're killing everyone.

*

The Armenians had their own version of the Hollywood ethic.

It was not enough for them to succeed.

Everyone else had to die.

One of the interesting things about police work

is that killers often don't look the part.

That was not the case with Anatoly Derian.

The girlfriend send you?

The girlfriend?

Little Julie.

That's how I work on Peter's car.

Why would she send you to me?

I don't know who'd wanna hurt Peter.

Fantastic guy.

Everyone seems to think so.

Oh, yeah.

You don't think I have anything to do with it, do you?

Some people think Mr. Holt was afraid of you.

Little Julie said that?

Of course.

I've got an accent so I'm probably a godfather

in the big Armenian mafia.

You should arrest me immediately, by all means.

Smart cops, huh?

You think if I run Armenian mafia

I have this greasy job?

Have I ever committed a crime?

Do I have a record?

Not yet.

Did you ever discuss business with Mr. Holt?

His family has restaurants in middle America.

My mother has a bakery.

So uh, we cry over small businesses

fighting to stay alive.

Thursday afternoon.

And I bet he's got a dozen Armenian witnesses.

Good thing I don't.

Why is that?

Because you wouldn't believe an Armenian.

You believe the Hollywood people.

I give back cars til 9:00.

I can give you a list of clients

so uh, go find another innocent citizen to arrest.

Tell Gomez to keep looking.

Yeah, everywhere.

Clean.

Green card is through his mother,

she's clean, too.

Not even a parking ticket.

I'm believing Julie Davis.

His alibi til nine is meaningless.

Gomez says no Anatoly, no Derian, no nothing.

Anatoly's not the end, he's the beginning.

Call Gomez back,

starting ASAP I want SIS on Anatoly 24/7.

These are a lot of numbers, Joe.

Bank statements tell a story.

Show me the money.

This is follow the money.

Where's Viking Corporate?

Um...

I put it here somewhere.

Would you pay attention, please,

and find the damn file?

Joe, I don't get this, okay?

I don't balance my own checkbook.

Look, we gotta get these ducks lined up

and see what's missing.

D-, what are you talking about, ducks?

I mean, what do these ducks look like?

There's, there's Viking Corporate.

We need a CPA

because I don't even know what we're looking for.

This is exactly what we need to know.

You read this?

No, I don't read Egyptian.

When do you pay your rent?

My rent?

The first of every month.

Last six months Viking Films paid its rent late.

Every month.

October 13th, November 19th,

December and January didn't get paid til February.

What does that tell you?

They don't have any money.

You got a duck.

Here's another.

The movie account, "Slasher", the one Holt wanted to make.

Withdrawals every month same time as they pay the rent,

18 grand, 22 grand,

you get it?

Honestly, um...

It's baby Enron.

They cooked the books.

So, so, they take money to make a movie,

but they don't make the movie,

they spend the money on rent.

You're the Armenians.

You give Jessie and Holt all kinds of money,

they spend the money, they can't get it back.

What do you do?

Start cutting people's throats.

Now you got all the ducks lined up in a row.

Joe, you made my week.

SIS called, they got your boy Anatoly.

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Maybe he changed his mind.

They heard him say he'll make a buy, he'll make it.

Four king one to four king 16.

Sixteen, go.

Primary is pulling up to the location now.

$100,000 front end in a low rent neighborhood.

Most amazing thing was how dumb a smart thug could be.

Back up ready, we'll take him.

He missed two tails on him

the whole way from Brentwood to Van Nuys.

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Wait'll he gets the dope.

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Wait'll the door closes.

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Now!

*

Hey!

Hey!

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Move buddy, I'll blow your head off!

You're under arrest for a narcotics violation.

Smells like our friend likes ecstasy,

15 to 20 grand on the street.

All right.

You were such a good citizen,

I think you're gonna lose your green card over this.

This is your life, Derian.

You pay attention.

We're talking federal charges.

And the feds hate to lose even more than we do.

Now you listen to me,

your dealer gave it up,

he copped a plea.

And if we didn't need you, believe me,

you wouldn't get one.

How much?

You did not just offer us money.

How much years?

Minimum around ten.

You put me in jail they'll kill me.

Your friends, I agree.

Witness protection.

What?

What, what?

Hey.

Now that's the last warning you're gonna get from me.

Federal government,

witness protection.

You give me new identity.

I name who you want.

Give me phone, I need to call my lawyer.

You sit right there.

Don't even move.

Let's talk to organized crime.

I can't tell you how good this feels.

Yeah.

The assistant US attorney.

Tell her it's Gomez,

organized crime unit LAPD,

I need her now to authorize a deal.

Absolutely, I understand.

Yes, Sir, it's a difficult decision.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Thank you.

He said no.

No, what is this crap?

Don't use that tone of voice with me.

No, you promised that if we had a solid witness--

I came down here to listen.

Don't yell at me.

Whatever.

Excuse me, is this about manners?

We have two dead bodies,

a lunatic Armenian who wants to make a deal

and a woman that could be killed at any second.

I interrupted the United States Attorney at a dinner party.

Oh, the hell with this.

I'm gonna get a warrant for Anatoly's garage.

Hey, Joe.

I'll get it and meet you there

and maybe you should keep following the money.

Okay.

I'll admit we have financial problems.

In the movie business it's like, you know, the common cold.

You've got the flu with pneumonia.

Mexico.

You're planning a vacation?

I have friends,

they have a place in Cabo.

You know, in situations like these

there's always a time when someone finally starts packing.

Cabo, beautiful.

So I hear.

And, of course, they'll never find you there.

You ever meet an Armenian gangster?

Simple question.

You ever meet an Armenian gangster?

Detective, if I could tell you anything I would,

do you understand?

I'll tell you something.

If I knew a little piece of this,

one thing you knew,

one good reason I'd lock you up right now

as a material witness.

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Tell me.

Tell me who they are.

*

I'm sorry.

You have to go.

I have to pack, I'm leaving early in the morning.

*

My partner got a warrant for Anatoly Derian's garage,

but I couldn't keep my mind on the search.

I was thinking about Jessie Ross.

I put a stakeout on her in case someone decided

to pay a surprise visit.

I didn't know if it would keep her alive.

More dope.

Like we need it.

You were expecting a knife with Holt's blood on it?

I'll bag these and check his messages.

Son of a bitch.

What?

This guy on the left.

It's Stan Mackey, we were at the academy together.

They took his badge away.

Excessive use of force.

Derian, Anatoly.

I did some personal security work for his uncle.

Him, Karp.

Born Karpoyan.

Seems to think somebody wants to kill him.

You just did bodyguard work?

You mean do I break the law?

What, ride shotgun for drug dealers, no.

No, what I meant was do you listen.

End up a witness?

No way.

I got four mouths to feed, Joe.

So you bodyguard.

Yeah.

And other stupid things.

Mackey expected us to feel sorry for him.

I didn't.

He was angry at the force,

angry at Internal Affairs,

angry at the world.

A cop beats up innocent citizens,

he pays the price.

Mackey was lucky he didn't end up in prison.

These Hollywood killings,

they made the front page of "Variety".

Good for business.

People are scared, the phone's been ringing off the hook.

So uh, how much do you know about Anatoly Derian

and his uncle?

Less than you and I'd like to keep it that way.

Karp.

Alex Karp.

He's never even been arrested.

Owns a high end strip joint in Van Nuys,

the Gentleman's Retreat.

*

Alex Karp was Armenian only by association.

He'd lived in the United States for 17 years.

From the looks of his club he'd found a piece

of the American dream.

Pole dancers and lots of money.

Alex Karp, LAPD.

Excuse me.

Gentlemen, please,

don't frighten the horses.

They'll stampede.

We'd like to talk to you about Peter Holt.

I heard you have a problem with my nephew, I apologize.

He's a total idiot, that boy.

Please.

Anatoly's going away for a long time.

Thank God.

Teach him a lesson.

Prison will be good for him.

So you weren't at all surprised

to hear Peter Holt's name mentioned.

Should I be?

I'm partner in one of his projects.

You don't mind saying how much you invested.

Quarter million.

Not much.

The woman, Jessica Ross.

She runs the company.

Very beautiful, don't you think?

I suppose so.

She was impressed

by my money.

She didn't like me.

Neither do you.

I haven't thought about it one way or the other.

Peter Holt was killed in a terrible way.

They slit his throat, shot him in the kneecaps.

How awful.

Sounds like torture.

Thursday around 2:00 on.

I was with some people in the mayor's office.

Immigration problem.

There must have been a dozen witnesses.

How long were you there?

7:00, 7:30.

Won't cut it.

Where'd you go then?

Here, in my office,

several more witnesses,

my employees.

Your paychecks buy a lot of loyalty.

Oh, they're loyal for many reasons.

You really think Karp did it himself?

For a quarter million, yeah, I think he did it.

I think he did it and liked doing it.

Do me a favor.

Sign these D79s.

I hate paperwork.

I don't wanna say it, but it's over.

It's only gonna get worse.

How's it gonna get worse if it's already over?

One of these days Jessie Ross will wind up dead.

And we'll never touch Alex Karp.

Run those downstairs for me, will ya?

Hey, Joe.

You okay?

Fine.

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Give me the keys.

Where are you going?

Out.

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We've been through this, I can't tell you anything.

Then I'll tell you something.

You've already told me.

Then I'll make it clearer, sit down.

Jessie, sit down.

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It's not about the money anymore.

Giving it back to them won't stop them.

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You like horses, you like to gamble?

Sometimes.

Long shots or you like the frontrunners?

I always bet the sure thing.

I guess you like Vegas.

I got no problem with the casinos,

I just don't like what they do to the people in them.

Well, dreamers, it's not your style.

Well, it's not so much they're dreaming,

it's that they're desperate.

And we both know desperate people

can do desperate things.

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Come on.

Where are we going?

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What is this, what are we doing here?

I wanna show you something.

What?

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Open it.

I get it.

Some kind of shock therapy,

you want me to see my friend's body?

That's really very cruel.

Open the drawer.

This isn't about me and my living or dying,

this is about you ending your case.

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That's for you.

They have these everywhere.

You hide in Cabo, Paris,

middle of nowhere, they have these.

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What did they do?

I was pulling into the driveway Thursday night.

There was a big limo,

the man had a gun.

He said "Get in".

The driver called him um, Uncle Alex.

I know him.

I told him I was selling the house,

I was selling everything,

they would get their money back.

They didn't say anything, they drove up to Mulholland.

They took Peter out of the trunk.

He was still alive.

They made me watch.

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They made me watch.

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I asked them to please stop, I begged them.

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He said if I talked to the police that they,

they would kill my parents.

Friends.

I told them I'd get them the money and they said...

they said, "Of course you will,

that's why we're killing him and not you."

Oh, God, oh God, Peter, oh my...

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All right, here's how it works.

We find you a place to live,

we get you a new identity.

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I couldn't live like that, I couldn't.

No, we'll find you a safe place til the trial.

We'll figure out where we go from there.

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You're a nice guy.

You wanna take care of me,

that's what you do,

you take care of people.

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I'm not the kind of person who wants to be taken care of,

just, I never was.

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There are times I regret it.

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Jessie Ross was dead right about me,

I did wanna take care of people.

It was my job.

Did I really take care of her?

Unless one day she turned up dead I'd never know.

Anatoly Derian testified for the state of California

and entered a plea of murder in the first degree.

He was sentenced to a life term without parole.

He is serving his sentence

at the State Penitentiary at Folsom.

At the trial of Alex Karp

Jessie Ross testified for the state of California.

Karp was convicted of murder in the first degree

and sentenced to die by lethal injection.

He is now on death row

at the State Penitentiary at San Quentin.

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