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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.

It was Sunday. It was a perfect day in the West Valley, the farthest reaches of

Los Angeles.

Spotless streets, glistening lawns. You could almost think it was the 1950s.

The call came into robbery homicide at 11 .30.

Female Caucasian...

dead from trauma to the head.

I drove out to meet my partner in the West Valley.

Out here it used to be cattle ranches, walnut groves. Now, you blink, a new

subdivision appears.

Clean, welcoming.

They take us back to when we believed the world was a simple place.

One thing, of course, had changed since then.

The crime rate.

My name's Friday.

I'm a cop. Detective Friday, I'm Denise Beltran.

Uh, West Valley, right? You look familiar.

I just got transferred to RHD.

Captain tried to call your partner, Detective Smith, but apparently he's out

town. He must have left in a hurry.

Our victim's Lisa Parris, 26.

Front door was open.

Beyoncé found her. He's out back.

Neighbors? They did a perimeter search. All the houses are empty. Any sign of

forced entry?

It's clean.

Apparently she just moved in.

Too bad she didn't get a chance to enjoy it.

She fell down, hit her head on the edge of the table.

Struggle? Rape? No obvious signs of rape. Fight, maybe.

Facial contusions could be from the fall.

In other words, either she fell by herself or someone knocked her down?

All I can give you is what I know.

The foam on the lips, that's purged from an overdose.

Probably barbiturates. I see that, thanks.

This ring might rule out robbery.

If it's real, it's worth five grand. Time of death, five hours. Six at most.

4 a .m. Check for sexual activity.

I feel no victims. I usually start with the clothes. Frank, this is Joe. Where

are you? Call me back when you get this, will you?

What's up with the new partner?

Not new. Temporary.

Three file boxes.

Victim in one file out. Money market account worth a quarter million bucks.

240 grand. She's going to look in a bank account. Get Mudd's on her phone. Get

these boxes downtown.

No obvious signs of body fluids. 240 grand in the bank.

Good for her. Probably was alone, not expecting anyone. Definitely not male

company. Why do you think that?

Owned some fine lingerie, but she was wearing flannel.

I'd say she planned a night on her own. Someone wakes her up, she opens the

door, she knew him.

The fiancé?

Yeah. Michael Byrne.

Hey, you got a pillbox?

Champagne in the fridge. Dom Perignon. Quarter empty, it's still bubbly.

Alcohol and barbiturates. Accidental overdose, suicide.

Diamond engagement ring, quarter million in the bank. Under those circumstances,

most people want to stick around.

Money doesn't buy happiness.

I got here around nine. I was picking her up for a friend's wedding.

Lisa and I were getting married next month.

You and Lisa weren't living together?

No. She bought the house last year from Pictures before they even broke ground,

before I even proposed.

This morning you found the door open.

Yeah, and that's not Lisa. She was careful.

When was the last time you saw her or talked to her?

Last night, around 8.

I called from the car on my way to the bachelor party. Lisa said that she was

going to bed and she'd see me in the morning.

Can I call her dad now?

Ted Parrott stared at his daughter's body.

Like most men, he tried not to cry.

He kept his pain inside.

I thought I could take anything.

Can you think of anyone who might have visited Lisa last night?

No. No one.

What can you tell us about her friends?

She, uh... She didn't have a lot of friends.

When she was consulting, she said it was hard to socialize with clients.

Michael?

Some friends from college, sir, but no one here. You know Lisa. She worked

kept to herself.

There seems to be some evidence that she took a prescription drug along with a

substantial amount of alcohol.

I don't understand. Lisa never used drugs ever.

Are you saying she did this on purpose? That she killed herself?

We're saying right now we don't know.

Excuse me.

You asked about sexual activity.

Her fiancé said he didn't sleep with her last night. Did you find a statement?

Something else. Something odd in the spectrum.

Residue from two different types of latex and polyurethane. Well, latex

the condoms. What's the polyurethane?

It's used in condoms for men with latex allergy. Any other explanation?

Not that I can think of, unless the same man was wearing three different

condoms. That's not likely.

So she slept with three different men the same night.

They haven't given any prognosis.

Well, that's how it is with doctors, you know, professional caution.

Just stay and deal with it.

That's all.

Don't worry about things around here.

All right, Frank, just take it day by day, all right? Now take it easy.

Goodbye.

My partner's father, stroke.

Sorry to hear that.

What'd they find in the boxes at her house?

What do you think the house cost?

About four.

365.

How much do you think she put down?

The way you say it, I'm guessing a lot.

No down payment. All cash.

Tax returns tell us where she got it? Well, there are no tax returns. It's the

one thing that's missing.

26 years old, worth 600 grand.

Not many women her age make that kind of money on their feet. I thought it

occurred to me. Go ahead. Use Frank's desk.

So, prostitute?

Working high in Johns?

Maybe. I buy the father doesn't know. He lives down in Ilstegundo. She could

hide it. But the fiance...

A man can get married and not know his fiancée is a hooker. If you say so.

I have questions to ask that young man. I'm leaving that to you. I'll take the

tougher ones to the father.

We've got hundreds of these.

This is my favorite. When her mother was alive, she looked just like her.

She was a lovely girl, Ted.

Dad, I put a sign on the back door, too. Yeah, we have to go down to the funeral

home. What else can I tell you? Lisa seemed to be doing well financially.

She was consulting.

Office management.

She also did a lot of lousy temp jobs. She took what she learned and made

something good of it. Why were they so restless?

What was their hurry?

I thought maybe Ted Paris was being strong for his daughter.

It's what fathers did, protect their children, especially when they only have

one left.

Army brats, you know, like mine, they move around a lot. They learn a lot of

survival skills. Did you ever discuss her income?

Well, she wanted to have a down payment on a house. I offered to help. She said

she had it covered. I was real proud of her.

Look, we really got to go.

I locked the gate.

I'll open it for you.

Is something wrong?

How do you mean?

Why are you asking about Lisa's money? Just trying to get a picture of her

She was a really good person.

You should know that. She really was.

College in Portland.

I wanted to get married the day we graduated, but Lisa, she said she

I don't know what she wanted.

She said she had to find herself. She wanted her freedom.

You know, when girls talk about freedom, it can mean an interest in someone

else. Not with Lisa, no. It was all about her career.

About a year and a half ago, she called out of the blue.

Started talking, emailing.

And I got a job transfer here.

Tell me what you know about her work.

Consulting.

She built the business herself.

There was something about Lisa.

People trusted her.

This may sound strange, just to confirm our toxicology.

What did you and Lisa use for birth control?

She was on the pill. Why would that matter?

It's just for the record. What kind of record? Is there something you know

her you're not telling me?

Clean. The place was spotless. Someone had a walk on the carpet.

They didn't leave anything behind.

Pillbox, champagne bottle. They found the cork in the garbage. All of them her

prints only. Well, that would mean she opened it herself and took the pills.

You think she had company who wore gloves? What about fibers?

The flannel pajamas?

Poor red wool fibers. They found a flannel shirt in her drawer.

Anyone who cleans it that good can come by my place.

Unless no one else was there.

There's something I'm not getting here.

Ted Paris said his daughter had her down payment covered.

Think he knew she paid cash?

There's a lot he didn't know about his daughter. Or he knew and didn't want us

to know.

8 p .m., telephone call to Lisa Paris' house from a cell phone. The fiancé on

the way to his bachelor party. 3 a .m., an hour before she dies, she calls the

fiancé's cell phone. Five -second call.

Want to know if the stripper comes out of the cake?

I don't know, but it went straight to voicemail. Shouldn't that have said

call? Did he return it? Never.

She calls her fiancé at 3 a .m. He never returns the call. The way he dotes on

her... We put a fast -track subpoena into the IRS for the tax returns. I'll

them by the end of the day. And there's this.

She had a safe deposit box. I got a court order to open it.

Short form, last will and testament.

It's kind of by the stationery store.

Good. Saw a beneficiary, the fiancé, Michael Brown.

Are you aware you were the beneficiary of her will?

I didn't know that, no.

What does this have to do with what happened to Lisa?

You said you last spoke to her around 8 p .m. Yeah, that's right. She called

your cell phone at 3 a .m. You didn't call her back.

Michael, you seem like a bright guy, and it seems you really loved her.

Aren't you wondering what these questions are about?

Look, I've been really messed up with this. Your fiancé calls at 3 a .m. She's

dead an hour later.

Why didn't you tell us? She didn't leave a message.

The bachelor party. When did you leave?

Between 12 .30 and 1. I went straight home. I can't believe this. I can't

believe you think... The groom's name.

Michael Byrne had left out way too much.

Whatever people say, you listen to something else.

What they leave out.

We called ahead to the man who had thrown his own bachelor party.

His new bride was expecting him.

It's horrifying.

I mean, when we...

I found out why he never showed up at the church.

How well did you know Lisa?

We'd only met her once.

I liked her right away.

She was so stylish.

Funny, I sort of envied her.

Now this.

So you weren't around for this bachelor party thing?

I put the food out and then left.

Why are you asking about that?

We have to establish where everyone was.

I have to tell you, Michael loved Lisa. He, like, worshipped her.

When do you expect your husband back?

Late tonight.

We'd appreciate it if you'd have your husband give us a call.

Thank you.

She was protecting her friend, but from what?

Michael Byrne was evasive, but that was all.

I didn't believe he'd kill for money.

Didn't make sense.

You know what does make sense?

If he killed her, he had to call it in. Because if he doesn't show to pick her

up that morning, he looks guilty.

But it still doesn't give it motive.

Friday.

One client?

Where?

Thanks.

Lisa Paris' tax returns.

Her income from her consulting services all came from one place.

Nash Ellis Holdings, Chatsworth.

Can I help you?

LAPD, Detective Friday, Detective Beltran. We're looking for anyone who

Lisa Paris. There's no Lisa Paris here. I'll get Mr. Nash. You can wait outside.

We won't.

I'll get Mr. Nash.

So that's how she made Six Figures Consulting.

Nash Ellis Holdings.

A fancy name for a company making this.

Judging from the number of titles, they were practically cornering the market.

J .C. Roberts.

Look familiar?

About the wig and makeup?

Lisa Parrott.

A porn star.

We didn't hurt anyone.

Cigarettes and liquor killed people.

No one ever masturbated themselves to death.

Joey Nash, Porn King.

With a wall full of awards from the adult film industry.

Just an ordinary guy from Encino making garbage for a living.

We run a legitimate business. We serve as a legitimate need. You wouldn't be

surprised to run into him at the country club.

Didn't bother him what he did.

Probably didn't bother his friends either. It was profitable.

It was legal.

What we thought didn't matter either.

Unless, of course, it had something to do with Lisa Paris' death.

Lisa started as an office temp. She wanted to make more money. So you bump

up to J .C. Roberts' porn star. Oh, no one ever forced her into anything.

She was a typical army brat, you know?

Lost, never felt like she belonged.

She saw the money that our top players got, and she wanted it. Made a name, got

a piece of her films. Everybody won.

And that was worth? Last year, around $300 ,000.

How much did you make?

More. With a lot more risk.

And in what business is that any different?

Where were you both Saturday night?

I was home with wife and kids. We played charades and the dinner guests left at

two. San Francisco.

You want tickets?

Was Lisa here yesterday?

Her last day.

She was quitting. We wished her well.

We'd all had a good run.

Last people who saw Lisa here?

I think she said her goodbyes on the set.

Satin sheets.

They show better on camera.

These things are a fortune.

Unlike the whips and chains?

Well, that stuff's reusable.

That and use them a day, they're all the way.

Saturday.

Shot like 30 sex acts between three and nine.

Okay, if I remember right, J .C. Her name was Letha.

Not around here.

J .C.

She was pretty firm on that.

Let's see. She did Niels and Benji in a three -way in Studio One.

They left for the day.

Then we shot her with Jill about an hour later in here.

Jill? Jill's a woman.

It's a weird business, but we don't have any men named Jill.

Here, we use this strap -on. You know, plastic.

Polyurethane. Yeah, it's a John Holmes model. Actually, it's in the prop room

you need it. We might.

I never got that whole thing, but I guess there are just some guys out there

like to watch women pretend to be men.

Hey, it's a living.

So you would leave this final scene?

Yeah. God, it's hard to believe.

Word I hear is suicide.

That make sense to you? No.

I mean, she left in great spirits.

She retired her wig, gave it to me.

I gave her this bottle of Dom Perignon I got from some fan.

We had a good laugh about it. She seemed happy when she left. Yeah, thrilled.

I mean, glad to be getting out. I mean, this guy Michael, the house, home and

life. So she was alone at the end of the night.

So she was going to go put the Dom on ice, maybe make mimosas for breakfast.

She and Michael were going to a wedding. Look, if you want to see the scene we

did, they're cutting it now. But if you don't have any more questions, the kids

are with the sitter and I've got to get home.

I'm telling you, it's suicide. I don't know what else to call it.

Is it possible someone hit her?

There are no hand or finger marks.

Maybe someone forced her to take the phenobarbital.

There's powder residue from the pills on the right hand, which would say she

took them herself.

You're saying she took the pills and passed out.

People are upset. They're not thinking.

We know she wasn't upset, Dr. Shaw.

I see this every day. Alcohol, drugs, head wound, they're all contributing

factors. Now, I'll keep the record open, undetermined, but I'd say suicide,

accidental or otherwise.

I'll buy suicide.

Accidental, intentional, I'll accept it. Then what's the problem? The fiancé.

She called him at 3 o 'clock in the morning. Why didn't you call her back?

You're going to press a homicide based on that? Her life was okay.

She had champagne, ready to celebrate.

Why down it with barbiturates? When you figure out why people kill themselves,

I'll get you a job on the hotline.

What do we tell the father?

Everything.

Including how she made her money?

We don't keep secrets from the family. And give him the coroner's opinion.

Case closed.

You ever wonder how many, how many like her come here with these dreams?

Yeah.

So, end of case?

Violet? No, I'll hang on to it a while. I'll break it to Ted Paris tomorrow.

You know, families never get over it.

My cousin didn't make med school, depression, left a note and everything.

Family still calls it an accident.

Years ago, a friend of mine drove out to a garage in the middle of nowhere.

Closed the door.

Turned on the ignition.

Why'd he do it?

She.

I don't know why.

Hey, you guys interview a Joseph Nash?

Horn King.

Devonshire Division just called. They found your card on his desk.

Why would they be investigating?

Shot in the back of the head.

Medium caliber, 9mm, maybe a .38.

COD, two to three hours ago.

A cigar and a wrapper.

I've never done an OC case. Is this a mob signature?

Like no mob I've ever seen. So you get the hands that way. Someone had to lean

them on the car.

They come inside.

Close the sunroof. No blood in the car. String wool's been wiped.

Every inch of this car.

Cover it. It's got to be something.

Here comes organized crime. Hey, Gomez.

This has to be connected to Lisa Parrish. And that comes from?

The feelings. Don't you feel it?

Joe?

Where's Frank?

Sacramento is dead, Detective Denise Belcher. Sure, senor. Can you tell us

anything about Jacob Nash?

Joey Nash. All I know, last two years, Japanese mobs came after him, wanted a

cut of his business.

I thought the Japanese had a cut of every porno business.

Apparently not his.

IRS, FBI, Sheriff's Department, we've all looked at Nash. He's clean.

And then his partner.

Kevin Ellis.

Come on, let me show you something.

Cigar.

I mean,

I like her.

But Joey screwed her out of some money.

Joey screwed me. I screwed him. And he deserved it. You sound like you're still

angry. Oh, no.

Me? Kill him?

Do I look mobbed up?

I'm retired. Doing just fine.

Do you want to eat an alibi?

Last night.

Oh, brother.

The Valley Women's Clinic getting my T -cells checked.

Then counseling a girl who just found out she'd spend the rest of her life

the same thing.

I'm sorry.

I said Joey screwed me.

That's how.

He was HIV positive?

Not him, please.

But Lisa Paris wasn't the only life he left in his wake.

There have been dozens.

When I started, he said audiences didn't want to watch condoms.

When you're 24, doing coke, making 200 plus a year, you think you're

Do you think Lisa and Joey's deaths are connected?

Lisa doesn't just commit suicide.

What was Lisa and Joey's relationship?

For her, it was only about the money.

She wanted this, then out.

The whole time, she worried about people finding out.

When Michael came back into her life, the girl was terrified.

All she could say was, what the hell would he do if he knew?

What in God's name would Michael do?

You could have told me the truth.

What truth would that be, Ted?

A reporter from the Times came to the house, said there was a murder out in

valley, a man who made porn films.

That's correct.

She said you were investigating a connection to this man and Lisa.

Don't spare my feelings. What was the connection?

Ted, your daughter was making movies for Joey Nash.

That's where her money came from.

She went out of her way to hide it from you. From everyone.

Ted, this isn't your fault.

It's Michael now.

If he does, he hasn't told us.

He's just a kid from the sticks.

We have the autopsy report. The coroner's ruling Lisa's death

Thinks it might be an accidental overdose.

I'd like to see the report.

We'll get you a copy.

I just want your kids to be happy.

If not happy, at least safe.

Lisa, she didn't even like me having Playboy in the house. That would have

a bad impression.

She did not kill herself.

Not Lisa. This pornographer, he must have killed her. There's no evidence of

that. Where?

I'd kill him myself if he wasn't already dead.

Gotta say, Ted's feelings aren't far from my own.

Did you ever get a case where you liked the suspect better than the victim?

Joey Nash's car.

No prints.

Had to open the door.

Had to turn the ignition. Someone had to operate the sunroof. We called the

bumper to bumper. Dirt, fiber, nothing.

Parking lot, too. The guy knew what he was doing.

Thanks, Mark.

Doesn't this have hired professional all over it? Even a high -end hitman isn't

this good a pro. It just doesn't feel like mob.

Yeah, but not some amateur like Sid Parrish.

When you saw him, you didn't know what his daughter was doing. And the fiancé,

Michael, he didn't even know who Joey Nash was. What about the friend, the one

that had the bachelor party?

What could he tell us? Gave his wife a card, asked if he'd give us a call. 36

hours, he never did.

If Michael Byrne pulled off this hit, I may be in the wrong business.

Come on. Where are we going? One more stop might reaffirm your career choice.

I forgot to tell him to call you.

The night of the bachelor party. How late was Michael here?

You're wrong, you know. Whatever you're thinking about Michael, he didn't do

anything. We're trying to make sense of your behavior.

Most people we pay a visit, they want to help us.

The night of the party. The night Lisa died.

It was the usual.

Booze, strippers.

But there was this porn tape.

My brother brought it. When it came on, Michael, I thought he was going to have

a heart attack. He ran out of the room, threw up, and I thought then maybe he

had too much booze. But the guy said he hadn't had much. He just left.

Do you remember what this porn video was?

My brother, he actually buys the stuff.

Some girl he really likes, J .C. Roberts.

Does that mean something?

So last night, what time did he leave?

8 .30.

He was going to meet Ted Paris for a drink.

You lied about the phone call. You lied about Joey Nash.

You knew what Lisa was doing. You saw her on that video. If you killed Mr.

a jury could be made to understand. They understand crimes of passion. I didn't

kill anyone.

I did it to protect her. You did what, Michael?

Look, I wanted to help you guys. I really did, all right? But helping you

hurting her and that force.

I left the party. I went straight to Lisa's house, and I confronted her. I

it off.

The engagement.

I said some things that hurt her, and I left.

Go any place people saw you? The Coronet on La Cienega. I sat at the bar till

they closed, then over to Norm's 24 -hour.

That's where I didn't answer her call.

Went home at dawn and changed for the wedding.

To go alone?

Oh, yeah, to go without her. I never wanted to see her again.

On the way over, I thought about the engagement ring, and I wanted it back.

It was my mother's. I didn't want it on Lisa's hand.

The door was open.

I guess she wanted to be found, and when I went in...

She, uh, she was already cold.

I knew it would kill her father. It would kill him if he knew.

What exactly did you do?

I searched for anything that could expose her. I found her tax returns,

them in the car, and called 911.

Three years.

Hundreds of men.

Women, too.

And for what?

Why would you think she had to do that?

Last night, after you left Danny and Kim's, where did you go?

I met Lisa's dad for a drink, the Pinnacle on Ventura.

What time?

Nine. Nine -thirty.

I didn't kill Joy Nash.

I swear.

It was starting to unravel.

I was convinced now of what I'd suspected all along.

Lisa Paris could not have kept her secret from everyone.

Who else had stumbled onto the truth?

Who else was aware of the unexpected turn in her life?

Thought you'd ask eventually.

You always knew.

Not always.

Last Christmas, I was at her apartment.

We were doing our tree.

This pile of junk in the closet, I saw a tape. I recognized her.

I didn't tell her. I pretended I never saw it.

You told your father?

You're crazy. No.

I just wondered why.

Back in high school, she was fat.

Couldn't get a date.

She lost the weight, and they were all after her.

She told me they didn't want her, just sex.

She told me she didn't even like sex.

Jennifer, where's your dad?

He hasn't been in today.

Yesterday? What time did he leave?

He had a drink with Michael.

Jennifer, I said when, not where.

He told me he was going to meet Michael.

He left around 7.

Yeah, he's a regular.

He was here when this man came in?

I don't know what time Ted came in. The kid...

Sat over there for a while by himself. I remember that. How long?

Could have been 10 minutes, could have been an hour. I was busy pouring drinks.

When did you notice, Ted?

I went over to offer my condolences. It was after my break, so had to be after

11.

Is there another way in?

Yeah, the back, but everybody uses the front. They're afraid of the alley. So

you used the back door, you wouldn't have seen him?

No, I was busy. I mean, if he doesn't stop at the bar, I wouldn't see anybody

throw a Harley through the window.

Only one piece doesn't fit. The rest is perfect.

Joey Nash was killed around 10 p .m. It was early at 9 .30.

Ted leaves his house, takes care of Joey. And he sneaks in the back of a

bar so no one knows when he gets there. Motive makes opportunity.

But the motive's a day too late.

He didn't know about the porn. He never heard of Joey Nash.

Friday.

Who?

Where is he?

Uh -huh.

I knew this would happen.

There it is.

You're next.

Where'd you find it? My car. They must have slipped it through my window. And

one touched it besides you? Nobody. Maybe it was here this morning. I think

would have noticed that.

They're going to kill me, too. They're going to wipe out this whole company.

Put you in protective custody.

Anywhere. Lock me up. I don't care. These mob guys don't stop.

Kevin, this isn't the mob. The mob doesn't send warnings. Let's go.

The paper's clean.

Who sends out letters like that?

Who sends a note you're next?

I'm only playing a game. The game's called Watch Me Scare You. It's not

killing him. It's making him miserable before you kill him.

How clean was the paper?

Sterile. No prints.

The envelopes peel and seal. No saliva.

No DNA.

The glue, most common stick you can find. I mean, this guy knows what he's

doing. One guess.

What did Ted Paris do in the Army?

I'm guessing he's not in food services.

PID intelligence is DD -14.

He was a military cop.

He investigated crimes in the service.

That means we know he knows how to play games. The cop.

No wonder I kind of like the guy.

We share the same problems.

Hubble, we got Kevin Ellis under guard at the assault here. I want you to go

him, take him to his warehouse.

I want every tape that Lisa Paris ever made. Now, whatever's missing, go to

stores, rent them, buy them. Every video she was ever in. Done.

We're no longer assuming Ted Paris didn't know what Lisa was doing. No.

That's history.

Hundreds of them. This was how Lisa Paris had spent her youth.

Sex in front of a camera.

Then she wanted to stop.

It was too late.

There was a bachelor party, a porn tape, and the knock at the door she'd feared

the most.

She couldn't go back to who she'd been.

What are we looking to get from this?

Besides Nadia? Keep looking.

I thought I can take it.

How did Ted Paris know?

How do you know his daughter was making porn?

How do you know who Joey Nash was?

He's got to be here.

Bingo.

Guy had an ego. Produced by Joey Nash.

Check the lights at the place.

Nash's car.

The same pose we found his body in. Right down to the cigar.

Ted Paris saw that.

That's how he knew.

Had motive and no alibi. He lied repeatedly and on the record.

In a sworn statement?

No. He lied to the police.

I've been in major crimes 19 months.

I can't take felonies to trial and lose.

Did you look at the videotape? The dead daughter in the same post as the guy he

killed? 12 jurors see that and say good riddance of bad rubbish.

Oh, I see.

So she's in porn, so she doesn't matter.

Besides, this is not about her. It's about her father. The tape box

It doesn't convict. You sound like Johnny Cochran. God forbid.

Ted Paris, do you have a registered gun? A .45, not a 9mm, but he could have

others.

Unregistered. We shopped judges, Nielsen, Bernstein, Hamilton.

No search warrant, insufficient probable cause. Probable cause. Isn't that in

the eye of the beholder? Maybe you could find us a judge.

This was your idea, wasn't it? What's the matter, Counselor? You don't want

ass on the line?

My ass is always on the line.

I'll get you a warrant.

He got us our warrant.

We went over to Ted Paris' auto parts business.

We sent a team to his house.

But Ted Paris was smart.

We wouldn't find the obvious.

We hoped maybe we'd find what he overlooked.

Have a look at this.

Purchase order sending metal to a scrapyard.

Well, that's what Ted Paris does for a living.

Check the date.

He sends a load every two weeks for seven months, and then this week, twice

two days.

Be nice that they still have this stuff.

You sure that... That was Tuesday afternoon.

We picked it up on Tuesday morning.

Okay. Mr. Harmon, open it.

Ted Paris had been in a hurry. In a mound of crushed metal, we found a

gun. Totally clean.

No prints, blood, tissue, debris, nothing.

I want to hire this guy to do my floors. And the barrel's been filed.

Inside's like glass.

It's convenient having a machine shop. Slug will show us something. Yeah, if I

could fire that thing, which I can't, a chamber shot.

What if you took the barrel off that one, put it on another 9mm, could you

through it then?

It's possible.

Give me an hour.

We have the same caliber weapon, the same manufacturer.

That's a technical question, I can't answer that.

Yep, we'll let you know.

D .A. wants to know how it'll play out in court.

You were right.

About what?

You told Gomez to get everything the other agencies had on Joey Nash. The red

one is FBI.

Ted Paris has a friend there who pulled that over a month ago.

That's how you know about Nash.

Profile of Joseph Nash.

Surveillance pictures.

Detective Friday.

We'll tell your boss I need three arrest warrants. Yeah, we'll fax him.

Three warrants.

You want to tell me what you have in mind?

Ted Paris plays a pretty good game.

I want to raise mistakes.

You got a warrant? Get out of your cup, Ted. We don't have to do it that way.

Just come down with us.

When I was an MP, I liked serving warrants. The process of justice, I like

a part of that.

No, Red. Just come down and talk.

You feel sorry for me.

Don't.

Turn around.

You're under arrest for the murder of Joseph Nash.

You have the right to remain silent.

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

You have the right to an attorney.

I've been in rough spots before.

I'm sure you have.

Same glue as in your shop.

32 ,000 sticks sold since January.

Slug from Joey Nash.

One from your gun.

Those slugs look pretty clean.

Could come from different guns.

It's all circumstantial and you know it.

Well, here's something that's not circumstantial.

You came in here and you told us you didn't know Joey Nash.

You wanted that to go down on the record.

The problem is we can prove you had files on Nash.

FBI files.

You knew him.

That's not enough for a conviction.

When did you see this?

Months ago?

Weeks?

How long did you hold that inside?

Until Lisa died? Because then I can imagine you'd need some reasons.

Why?

Why did this happen to my daughter?

And this was the answer.

She was young, sweet, and innocent. They took advantage of her.

She's just a kid. Kids do stupid things. They don't think about the

consequences. Well, you thought about the consequences.

Can I get away with it?

They trained you well, didn't they?

Don't understand me, okay?

My Latin teacher used to quote Aquinas.

To understand all is to forgive all.

And I don't need your forgiveness either.

I'm not talking about me. I'm talking about you forgiving Lisa.

Now, maybe you killed Nash because you blamed him and you thought he deserved

it.

But there must have been a part of you that blamed yourself for failing her.

Don't fail the one that's left.

That's the one way.

So this is where you're going.

Accessories after the fact. Michael lied.

He said you were in that bar. You weren't.

Jennifer signed that purchase order to get rid of the gun.

Come on. They didn't know.

We're going to charge them, and we're going to force them to roll over on you.

They're young, Ted. They've got their whole lives ahead of them.

You want to bring them down?

You do that.

You know I'll do what I have to.

Now they'll testify against you or they'll both do time.

And even if you're right and we can't convict you, do they deserve it?

Now this is what's going to happen if you don't give me another way.

You're fundamentally a decent guy.

I want you to do the right thing.

Yeah. I sat on your side of the table. You've already talked to the DA. You

what they'll accept, so make the offer.

Second -degree murder, 15 to life.

You can get out in eight.

Michael and Jennifer walk.

Lisa doesn't get her life dragged across the front pages.

You know, if it had been just me, I would have walked up to that bastard,

emptied a clip in his head, then phoned you then and there.

Jennifer needed me.

I had to get away with it.

I understood what Ted Paris had done.

I understood why he did it.

And I thought, there but for the grace of God.

But understanding doesn't get you very far.

And the truth is, when you do what I do, neither does God.

It seems that in everyone's life there's one moment, the one that matters, after

which nothing is ever quite the same.

That moment in Lisa Parris' life changed her and everyone around her.

You think back, you wonder, where's that moment in your own life?

When did you become who you are?

And who else might you have been?

Ted Paris entered a plea of guilty to second -degree murder. He is currently

serving 8 to 12 years in the minimum security prison in Lompoc, California.