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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.

Saturday, cool in Los Angeles. My
partners and I were on our day off when

call came in at 7 .49 a .m. A woman
found dead in an apartment in Venice.

This area used to be a sort of Coney
Island with canals. But as people built

tolerance to traditional amusements, the
attractions mutated.

Today, tourists flock here to see the
greatest freak show on earth.

If America's a melting pot and the
fire's turned up, what rises to the top

skimmed off, and you're likely to find
it here.

My name's Friday.

I'm a cop.

Sorry to ruin your weekend.

Don't worry about it. Makes you feel any
better? I woke up my Karen first.

neighbor third screams an hour ago said
they saw a guy running in his underwear

i'd eat him as the tenant andre coner
left her behind what do they say about

they don't drive his license listen to
dress down the street and her name's

patricia nave these are bite marks
starving artists place

doubles as a studio neighbors say lived
alone quiet 20 single divisional random

flag the prior a drug charges heroin
three years back way i see it He's tying

off, party goes sour, struggling Susie,
hits her with the monkey and takes off.

In his underwear.

Or maybe he was just running from
someone.

Why didn't he report it? Got a guy in
the street, says he's here to see Conor.

Hey, uh, what's going on in there?

How's nobody saying anything? Where's
Andre at?

You trying to miss the Conors? Yeah.

I mean, no, he's a client. I'd show his
work at galleries, but yeah, he's a

friend, yeah.

Do you know this woman?

Patty, yeah.

Oh.

But he didn't do something to her.

I don't know, that doesn't make any
sense. He wouldn't even lay traps for

mice. It's like a Buddhist or something.

What were you and Mr. Conner going to do
today?

What do you mean?

The plan.

He was just, uh...

You know, he's going to come by and show
me some of his pieces.

See if we can put a show together.

You okay, sir?

Yeah, I would not be.

Stick around.

Get a contact on that guy.

Pacific Division.

I think we found Kona.

Can I make some mess wherever he goes?

Look at this.

You see eyes like that when you were
narco? No.

He came through here.

He was like a top.

Top?

Spinning, yes.

Like a top. He was throwing my jewelry,
spilling all my rice. I tried to stop

him, but he just, like I wasn't there.

So what happened to him?

Just got stiff and fell over.

No one touched him. I don't know.

He just died.

Have you seen him before?

No, I don't think so.

Lots of crazy people down here, but this
guy, he was like an animal.

The case closes itself.

I think we're going to be able to have a
weekend after all.

I wanted her to be right, but my gut
knew better.

This case was far from closed.

Sudden respiratory failure resulting
from a very potent combination of heroin

and PCP.

This kind of subarachnoid hemorrhaging
in the eye indicates remarkably high

toxicity. This was very strong stuff.

You didn't cut him yet. You didn't do
the tox. How do you know so much?

Because he isn't your first victim.

He's your third.

They came in last night.

The woman left a sample in her pocket.

GC -MS test results of the powder found
in these packets show PCP adulterated

with fentanyl.

Fentanyl. Cornucid heroin.

Both opiates. Similar biological
effects.

Easy to misread the screen.

It's a painkiller, right? A very strong
narcotic analgesic. They give it to

terminal patients.

Stuff makes heroin look like powdered
sugar.

Remember when those terrorists took over
that theater in Moscow last year? The

government tried to gas them out?

Yeah, gas called them and half the
hostages. That was finished. Now, base

is liquid, but you can vaporize it to
make gas, crystallize it to make powder.

You're talking about a substance that's
approximately 100 times stronger than

heroin. Maybe someone's trying to tap
into a market. A drug that strong, you

make a fortune.

No, no, no. Typically, you cut the
product to maximize profits.

It's not cut. No.

So it's not a drug.

It's a poison.

This stuff wasn't engineered to make
money.

It was engineered to kill.

I drafted a short public health warning.
Have media relations proof it. Get it

out ASAP.

They've given a heads up to the local
station.

Nationals won't get on board until the
story gets bigger. Well, if they want

more bodies, they're just liable to get
it. I want updates aired every hour and

on the half.

Okay. Four dead that we know.

Chances are there's going to be more.

Not just the users we're worried about.

People that take this stuff.

suffer violent reactions before they
die. For those of you who haven't heard,

we've got a painter who'd shoot his
girlfriend's face off, a lost dealer's

housewife who took a swan dive off her
roof, and a John Doe who's running

through traffic with a samurai sword.

Talks tells us this stuff is homemade.

Now, we forwarded a precursor list of
all the chemicals for fentanyl to DEA.

They're going to generate a list of any
parties who place matching orders.

That may help us find the manufacturer,
but priority number one is the dealer.

We have to get this stuff off the street
before anyone else gets it. L .A.

Sheriff, State Narco, DEA, they're all
putting their ear to the street on this.

We want all of you here to work up
connections with our victims. Friends,

relatives, anybody who might know where
they scored.

Pull the luds off our victims. Two of
them called the same number in the past

hours. Hey, dealer, you get a contact?

No, prepaid pager account.

No record.

Agent.

Yeah.

Somebody page me?

I don't know. Who's this?

You tell me, Duke.

I'm a friend of Andre Kona's. I'm a fan
of your work. I thought we could do some

business. Business, huh?

All right.

You get Andre to call and vouch for you.
Then we'll get us a meeting. See,

that's the thing. I can't get a hold of
him right now, and I'm in a bit of a

time crunch situation, you know? I need
references, dude.

Being a businessman, you know all about
that.

Have Andre chime in. Otherwise, I just
don't know you.

Yeah, but I see...

Guess you gotta find somebody who knows
him.

I might know a guy you like, Art.

What do I have to do with it?

Lots of people OD, right?

We think you know where Andre scored.

Why would I know that? Because you were
going to Andre's to pick up your share.

No. Come on. Here's your hookup. You
missed your fix, now you got the chills

three sweaters to prove it.

Go for one.

Now you call?

Now you call?

That was the second gallery today.
Suddenly Andre's hot.

People are sick.

My whole world is sick.

Hey.

Somebody's got to be held accountable
for Andre's death.

Just give us a name.

My guy got pinched last month, okay?

Andre was going to introduce me to his,
but you know what? We didn't get around

to it.

Do you have a name?

I don't know. He would just say he was
going to the pharmacy.

What about a real name?

Do you think if I knew the guy, I'd be
sweating it out like this?

Normally, we like to give a victim's
family time to grieve, but we didn't

time.

We had to tap every possible connection
to the dealer, no matter how painful.

Our neighbor saw her on the roof.

Said she took a running start.

My wife was afraid of heights.

I... I don't... Did you know she was
using?

Yeah.

It's not like she was some junkie, okay?
She never missed a day of work.

How long had it been going on?

Three years, on and off.

It wasn't her fault.

She had had back surgery.

The doctor prescribed a prescription for
the pain.

Morphine.

By the time the refills ran out, she was
hooked.

We need to know who she bought it from.

I never asked.

I figured the less I knew, she told me
she'd stopped.

I should have known.

Have you known many addicts?

I don't blame Erin, though.

She hated what she had become.

And she tried to fight it.

But it was just too strong.

We were getting no closer.

In the time it would take us to find
him, more drugs would hit the street.

It would get worse before it got better.

The FDA, the government, they're
supposed to test these things.

They warned us about side effects, but
no one ever warned us about this.

Side effects?

Todd was on antidepressants.

It was helping.

It seemed that way at least.

Medication didn't do this.

We believe your son was on narcotics.

Not Todd.

There were traces in his car.

We'd like the names of all of Todd's
friends.

Anyone he may have spoken to over the
last couple of days.

His friends.

We need to find out where he got the
drugs.

What's up?

Family.

Mom?

Where is he?

Where is he?

It's going to be okay, Mom.

What did you do?

What did you do? I didn't do anything.
It's not enough you got to ruin your

with that poison.

You got to ruin his too.

It should have been you.

It should have been you.

I don't know what happened.

I'd bought from the guy before. Todd was
all over me to try it. He wouldn't shut

up about it. This was his first time.

You were supposed to wait for me.

You're lucky you didn't.

Is she your guy's pager number?

Yeah. Sergio.

Delivery or pickup?

Pickup. Directions. Now.

Hey. You didn't have to watch your
brother die. I did. Now give me the

directions.

Leave!

And you're not in the party?

What kind of host are you? I know my
rights, man. You can't just bust in here

like that. You got no cause. Hey, guess
again.

Here.

Where's your stash, Duke?

I don't know what you're talking about,
man.

Here. Recognize your customers?

Climb pools running thin up out son of a
bitch stop Stop

you feeling kill me Look what they found
taped to the inside of the bathroom

think You're looking at multiple counts
of murder, you know that

Look, I didn't know that was bad. Do I
swear? I just picked it up yesterday.

many people you got it, sir? I don't
know man 10 12 Names and numbers now,

Come on, man. You know how it works.
They call me. I don't call them. I don't

give no records.

Sure you do.

Say that.

9724 and the 323. That was the last page
he got.

Yeah, makes that 11 numbers total.

Which means there's 11 potential corpses
out there.

Call them all and warn them. If anyone
doesn't pick up, get their addresses

the phone number.

You give up the source?

Says he never met him, claims he has a
cousin who played the middleman, vouched

for the source, calls him Bill. So where
did we find his cousin? Back in the

building. Come on.

He's in rigor.

Come on in.

Reminded me.

What did you do to him?

Cousin's been tapped in the back. Look
what I got him.

He said he kicked it.

I thought he was over it.

I told my aunt I was going to look after
him.

It's not your fault, Sergio.

I mean, you had no idea, right? The guy
who made this, he played you.

You want to get your gift back, give us
something we can use.

I don't know anything, man.

Come here.

Sit here.

Sit here, okay?

Because right now, you're the last link
to the source, all right?

Give me something.

Here.

He knew a friend from work.

Had some flake he wanted to move.

The price was right.

That's all I know, man.

Look, if I knew where this guy was, I
would... Where'd your cousin work?

He cleaned floors.

He's a janitor.

Where? I don't know, man.

A janitor company.

He found a pay store from D .Y. Cleaning
Service.

He ended up sweeping floors at seven
different companies last year.

At seven places, he could have met
whoever made the fentanyl.

We cross -checked those companies with
the D .E .A. list of companies who

purchased the right chemicals. They
don't have the list yet. Fence are

on it. Trust me, I'm on them.

For now, he'll find out the dealer's
remaining customers.

I understand you're offended, sir, but
hypothetically, if you did buy the

heroin, it could hypothetically kill
you. So if you could do me a favor and

flush it down the toilet.

Thank you.

Route 66.

That's where they're calling it on the
news.

Good. It makes sound like a good time
that you picked some Route 66.

This is everyone who bought from the
dealer.

Connor and Kisselback are victims from
this morning.

Zager and John Doe, the two that came
into the corner last night. We were able

to contact these with the numbers from
the dealer's pager.

These four?

No one, sir, but we'll leave a message
as low as we can. You get home

Yep.

Go.

Addicts don't buy drugs and not use
them.

And when getting high is all one cares
about, they don't waste a lot of time.

The window was closed.

If any were still alive, they wouldn't
be for long.

Can I help you?

Yes, we're LAPD. We're looking for
Harold Guidry. What do you want him for?

We need to speak with him. It's urgent.
Is he here?

He doesn't live here anymore. We're
divorced.

Did something happen?

Do you have a current address?

Is this about drugs?

It's about drugs, isn't it? Yes, but
it's really important. Son of a bitch.

swore to me. He just swore. You know,
it's unbelievable.

This guy's with a lie. But you know
where he is.

He came by a couple of hours ago, and he
took Dana for the weekend.

Who's Dana?

Our daughter.

He turned seven on Tuesday and he bought
her a bike to celebrate.

What is it? What's going on?

Cooper checked with the dealer. He said
Guidry used to be a regular, but then he

kicked and he hasn't seen him in six
months.

It's a hell of a day to relapse.

I don't want to think about what could
happen if he shoots up around that

girl. Try again.

The car's here and he's not picking up
his phone. That's not good.

Mr. Guidry?

Dana, are you home?

Go away from her. Come on.

But if Miss... Do it!

Will you kill the spider?

Did I do something wrong?

What did you do with the drugs, sir?

Drugs? Yes, you scored it this morning,
we know. So, what's the truth?

How did you know?

Not important.

I flushed it.

Down the toilet, honest, I did.

Things haven't been going too well
lately.

It was a reflex, I guess.

An old reflex.

When I thought about her, I...

I couldn't do that to

my family again.

Please do me a favor.

Call her mother and tell her where you
are, please.

She said, Dr. Joe, they finally got the
DEA list, gave them a lead on the

chemist.

The DEA traced disorders in your
company.

These are chemicals used to make
fentanyl. And you think one of our

something to do with this? No. The
janitor was the middleman. Someone else

used the chemicals to make fentanyl, and
the janitor got it to the dealer. We

make paint here.

I can assure you if someone was
manufacturing narcotics, I would know.

Make paint with those ingredients?

I'll pull up a purchase order and see
who made the request.

Bill Cutler.

What's his story?

Well, he doesn't have one. He's a
research chemist.

Quiet guy, not the type to cause
trouble.

How well do you know him? Well, in six
years, we might have had one

conversation.

The guy eats the same thing for lunch
every day in the same place, usually

a very thick book. You know the type.

Take us to him.

I can't. He quit two months ago.

I'd rather time those chemicals arrived.

You have an address on Bill.

Yes, what is it, please?

LAPD, ma 'am. We're looking for William
Cutler.

Billy's at work.

We've a warrant searched the premises.

No.

Please, don't do this again.

Joanna's not here. We don't know where
she is.

Who's Joanna?

She's 12 there.

My only grandchild.

She's 19 now.

Never thought she'd make it that far.

Was she sick?

Better if she was.

Sick people get better or they die.

In any case, it's over.

Sometimes I think it would have been
easier for everyone if that garbage had

just killed her.

His daughter's an addict.

She turned into someone we didn't know.

Where's she now?

Well, I assumed she was still in jail.

She was staying with me in Thousand
Oaks, taking classes.

Seemed like she was on the right track.

And then the police showed up.

They brought in dogs. They tore the
walls down.

They found drugs in her mattress.

She was dealing.

It wasn't that much.

They took my house.

Raised my children in that house.

My son doesn't like people touching his
things.

Ma 'am, you said he's at work.

Allied Chroma. I'll give you the number,
but if it's not about Joanna... We just

came from Allied Chroma, and he hasn't
been there for two months.

Well, where has he been every day?

Hey, check out this invoice.

Cisco Alpha Laboratory Solutions.

We got condensers, burner scales. It's
like a...

Cooker's Christmas list.

All shipped to an address in
Westchester.

Yeah.

Mother's name's Joanna.

She's a junkie that busted five months
back by the feds.

Maybe you can find an assistant or a PO
if she's been released.

Had eyes on this place for 30 minutes.
No one's come or gone.

Take it down.

Nobody move. You see this white dust
everywhere? It's deadly in small

Don't touch it. Don't breathe it in.
Everyone turn around and evacuate the

premises now.

Tell SID to bring their Nomex gear. Tag
and bag everything. Evacuate neighbors

within a quarter mile radius. Snap a
line around the perimeter of the house.

Hey, Jimmy.

Yeah? Caught the daughters out in their
own ecography.

They got an address and they're heading
over now.

Maybe she can help us find this guy. The
product doesn't burst.

234 should be right up here.

You're a liar. Just give it back to me.
I don't have it. I'll let you go. Knock,

knock. Who the hell are you?

LAPD. We're looking for Joanna Cutler.

Come on in. There she is. Arrest her.
She stole 50 bucks out of my purse.

I did not. I can't believe you called
the police. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Nobody calls. Sit down. Sit down.

You have any drugs in the apartment?

No. Nothing, I swear.

She keeps it in the kitchen drawer.

Your father didn't give this to you, did
he?

My dad?

Uh, yeah.

He's my new dealer.

What are you talking about? We're
looking for your father. Do you have any

where he is?

What do you want with him?

Tell her to call him. She can always get
a hold of Daddy when she needs him.

She has a special number for when she
needs money for a fix or bail.

Is that true?

Tell me why you want him.

I don't believe it.

What you believe doesn't matter to me.

Tell us how we find your dad.

When the judge sees this, your bail's
revoked and you're back inside.

He has a voicemail pager for
emergencies.

Consider this one of them.

Daddy?

It's me. I'm in a bad spot.

I need help. Will you call me as soon as
you get this?

Please, Daddy.

I swear that it's not about money.

I need to talk to you.

That's quite a performance.

You've got a lot of practice.

I can see why.

What do I say when he calls back?

She's got possessions, shoplifting.

Lordering with intent and a court
-ordered methadone treatment.

Look alive.

Great Chrysler.

Matching plates coming in the north.

Enter

the

chemist.

What makes a guy put so much effort into
killing people he doesn't even know?

He knew enough to blame them.

And what happened to his daughter?

Is there any other explanation?

There's always one.

What did he say going over?

Why does the church bounce?

Scared? No.

Smiling. Joe, I have some findings back
from Cutler's drug lab. Make sure the DA

gets a copy. They're going to want to
jump all over this. You need to hear

Your guy's confiscated about a kilo from
the dealer. Not from what I can tell.

The amount of chemicals he was working
with, what he used.

He made at least twice that.

There's more of this stuff out there.

We got your dealer, Sergio.

There are eight others.

Dead.

Whatever point you were trying to make,
believe me, you made it.

Now, I don't need any more victims.

Victims?

How myopic.

You gave Sergio a kilo. Is there more?

Is there more yes or no?

I'll wait for my attorney.

We don't have that kind of time. Who do
you think you are, God?

These are innocent people.

Innocent?

You're not that naive.

They're malignant.

They have to be removed.

What's the matter with you? They can be
treated.

You're obviously not familiar with the
recidivism rate among heroin addicts.

The world is rotting before our eyes,
Lieutenant.

Your innocent victims are the agents of
decay.

I won't accept that.

Nor should you. You rationalize it any
way you want to, pal.

At the end of the day, it's murder.

You don't get to decide who lives and
dies.

I beg to differ.

If Cutler won't divulge the whereabouts
of the remaining fentanyl, we don't have

much of a choice.

Offer a deal.

Take the death penalty off the table?

You're gonna play ball with this guy?

We got no choice.

Let me take a crack at him. There's no
time.

What if there isn't any more fentanyl?
He didn't say either way, right?

I won't take that chance.

Make the deal.

There's no way I'm letting my client
plead to life.

This is a felony drug charge, not a
murder case.

His drugs are killing people. That's
murder.

The state of Kansas would disagree.

Kansas versus Marquardt. Similar case in
91.

A deadly narcotic spread across three
states.

They still haven't tallied up the
deaths.

Even with body count, they couldn't
prove intent.

And neither can you. You're aware that
if the rest of this guy's stuff hits the

streets, more people are going to die.
Look, we can discuss a plea on charges

involving distribution and
manufacturing, but not murder.

My client has a spotless record.

Had. Things happen.

His daughter became a degenerate. His
wife divorced him. Money was tight. He

tried to make ends meet by getting into
the drug business. Sounds like Queen for

a day.

Would you believe that story?

A jury will.

He's been a solid citizen.

A family man.

He volunteers at a clinic for Pete's
sake. That's enough.

You know where we stand.

Hey, Joe, I remember the case you were
talking about. This Mark Clark guy was

beyond guilty.

And they couldn't get him on murder.

Manufacturing, they couldn't prove
intent.

Short of getting a confession, they
might not either.

Counselor, you said Cutler volunteered
at a clinic.

That's right, a methadone clinic.

The one his daughter went to.

It's Friday. Get me toxin.

Phil, it's Joe.

Methadone's delivered in liquid -forming
clinics, right? Yeah, they drink it.

And so you said that that's the basis
for fentanyl. So the stuff we're looking

for... Could be liquid, absolutely.

Thanks.

Cutler's daughter was treated in a
methadone clinic. Find out where. I

her on.

I'm the clinic director.

This has something to do with Bill
Cutler? You didn't give anything out,

you? No. This dosing window was supposed
to open at 5.

These people have been here for over an
hour. They can wait. Show us the doses.

Positive for methanol. You sure?

Kit doesn't lie.

You had me scared half to death.

It just didn't make sense.

I mean, Bill, of all people, knows what
these patients have gone through.

What about take -home doses, weekend
doses?

Do you give anything out?

Yes, but we discontinued that practice
months ago after the state bought us the

van. The van?

I completely forgot.

Bill helps load the van. It goes out on
weekends to deliver doses.

Where is it now?

Left about five minutes before the first
officers arrived.

Can you get a hold of the driver?

He has a cell phone.

It's usually on.

This first stop's about 45 minutes from
here in Selmar. Maybe I can still...

We're

in

Selmar.

Sheriff's Department has a chopper up.
We've got units headed over to the

driver's first drop location, which is a
rec center in Silmar. How many people

are we talking about?

20 to 30 addicts go there once a week
for their doses. It's approximately 45

minutes from the clinic with no traffic.

It's been almost an hour.

There it is.

Yeah.

People haven't gotten it fixed yet. All
right.

Step away from the van. Let's go. Come
on. Move it. Let's go. Move away from

van. Let's go.

Who got doses?

Hey, listen.

No, no, no. It's cool. It's cool. It's
cool. It's cool. Take it easy. Take it

easy.

No. It's okay.

Got it.

Stuffed no good.

You said you had a proven intent to get
him on the murder.

Well, they tested the doses in the van.
It was pure fentanyl.

Now you're telling me it's not enough?

It gives us attempted murder. Once we
throw in the drug charges, he'll be

looking at 40 years. He'll never live
that long.

No, it's just not good enough.

A guy crosses the street and shoots
somebody, you don't get him for

you get him for murder.

You said yourself you can't get him to
talk.

I know someone who can.

You know, you're a funny guy. You talk
about wanting to change the world, and

then you go after some poor people who
are trying to get clean.

Trying.

Right.

It's all very admirable, isn't it?

Once an addict, always an addict.

Maybe that explains why we found heroin
in your daughter's apartment today.

Joanna? Yeah, we were looking for you at
the time.

But with her record and all, you know,
drug possession could put her away for a

good long while.

What's the point of this exercise?

Well, if your client would give us a
full confession, we could maybe go to

.A., see if they could drop those
charges against his daughter.

That's extortion.

I'm just trying to help her.

That's something your client's been
unable to do.

I did everything I could for her.

Everything.

You have no idea.

Maybe we better wait until you... I want
to see her.

Hey, baby.

Are you okay?

Is it true?

Did you make the stuff that killed those
people?

I don't want you to concern yourself
with that.

Why?

What did those people ever do to you?

It wasn't them.

You're sick.

Sick? I can't do this.

I can't be here.

How dare you call me sick?

It was one thing to lie to me, lie to
your mother, steal all the money spent

your drugs.

I always gave you another chance.

I couldn't have myself, Dad. And the
calls, all the calls, the hospital,

officers, whoever happened to find you
half dead that week, and still I gave

them. I know.

I know you were always so understanding.

They took my mother's house.

They came into her house with guns and
tore out the walls.

She's 80 years old.

You have no idea how scared she was. You
have no idea how much the house meant

to her.

This thing we do, this game we play.

I couldn't keep it up.

So I gave in.

You win, Joanna. You've beaten me. And
here I am.

Daddy.

I'm so sorry.

I mean, I know that I've hurt you.

But I'm going to get clean. I swear.

I'm going to make everything better. I'm
going to do whatever it takes. I

promise.

Yeah.

Yeah, but I don't believe you, Joanne.

I'm not capable of believing anything
you say.

Not anymore.

I'll give you that confession.

You're not letting her go.

You're going to charge her.

It's your problem now.

Sergio Amarca was convicted of the sale
and distribution of a Schedule II

narcotic. He was sentenced to 30 years
to be served at Folsom State Prison.

William Cutler was convicted of
manufacturing an adulterated Schedule II

narcotic, attempted murder, and six
counts of first -degree murder.

He was sentenced to die by lethal
injection at San Quentin State Prison.

Joanna Cutler was convicted of a felony
drug possession. Her second offense, she

was sentenced to six years to be served
at Northern California Women's Facility.