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by two separate
yet equally important groups,

by two separate
yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Fourth and seventeen Kordell Stewart from
the shotgun. Hike!

Play action!

Keshawn Johnson
going long!

Stewart rolls right,

looks downfield.

Come on, man!

Thought you could jet.

Whooped your ass.

Yo, Kev!

DOA's a white male, 50's.

Any ID?

No wallet, no cash. Looks like a
straight-up robbery.

Wrong place,
wrong time.

Big guy.
What put him down?

Hollow point.
Nine mil or 40 caliber.

We recovered some bullet fragments by the
fence.

How many rounds?

First one was a through-and-through to the
gut.

Exit wound
in his back.

Slug grazed
his left ankle.

Second one to the chest finished him off.

Rey, see the dirt
on his pants?

Shooter made him
get down on his knees.

Beg for his life.

M.E. makes the time of death around
midnight.

They recovered
one intact slug.

Ballistics says it's from a nine
millimeter. Probably a Glock.

Where'd he live?

Coxsackie, upstate.

We called there about a half a dozen
times. No answer.

But, uh, local PD's
gonna ring his bell.

Well, he could have been visiting someone
in the city. Anyone report him missing?

Nothing. But whoever he was with, they
were having a hell of a time.

M.E. logged in
his stomach contents.

Peanuts, popcorn, nachos, beer, and about
a half a dozen hotdogs.

No Crackerjacks?

I'm guessing he was
at a ballgame.

Yeah, him and about
50,000 other people.

Well, call the prison. I'm sure they'll
have the next of kin.

That's my father.

I never called him. I thought... I thought
he made it home.

I'm sorry. Uh...

When did he
get into town?

Saturday morning.

Are you okay to talk?

He, uh, he checked into
the Barrington Hotel,

and then he came up
to see the game.

I play football
for Columbia.

And after the game?

Uh, we went out
for a few beers,

and then he went home. He went... He went
back to his room.

He had to get back
the next day for his shift.

At Pine Hills?

He transferred there about five months ago
from Greene Correctional.

He said it would be
easier for him there.

Why?
Women instead of men?

I guess.

Why would somebody
shoot him?

I mean,
he gave up his money.

A uniform.
He was a cop?

Corrections officer.

Nothing. A change of clothes
and some toiletries.

You remember
this guy going anyplace?

Yeah. Came out late,
asked me for cigarettes.

I sent him to the all-night market at the
corner of 42nd.

Opposite direction
from the playground.

You see him come back?

No.

You mind if we have
a look around?

Just drop off the key.

Thanks.

Guy goes out for smokes,

winds up six blocks
in the opposite direction.

A mugger would've taken him on the spot.
Tyner was hijacked.

Maybe he ran into
an old friend.

A con from upstate?

I don't figure it was one of the gals from
Pine Hills.

So why'd Charlie transfer?
Problems at work?

No, change of scenery. Charlie was a hero
around here.

A few years back, there was a multiple man
fight in one of the classrooms.

Two teachers
got trapped off.

Charlie talked his way in,
got 'em out. Nobody hurt.

I'm sure
the guards loved him.

What about
the inmates?

Never had
any complaints.

Hey, 18 years in here, he must have made
some enemies.

Look, nobody who works here is warm and
fuzzy.

You can't remember a single con he ever
pissed off?

Oh, Charlie was by the book. Had trouble
with an inmate, he'd write him up.

You keep those write-ups?

Sure.
Parole looks at 'em.

Give me a name.

Uh, Johnnie Fry. Tyner wrote him up five
times.

Paroled last year.

He violated.
He's in Fishkill now.

Okay. Ricky Crimmins,
paroled last month.

Eight write-ups. Insubordination, verbal
harassment, tardiness.

Write-ups stop
in January.

Probably cleaned up his act
for the parole board.

What was he in for?

Let's see.

Two prior
buy-and-busts.

He was here
on a plea to Assault One.

Deadly weapon.

Any more details?

Knee-capped
a drug associate.

Arrested with
a Beretta 92.

Nine millimeter.
His weapon of choice.

He was here
a couple of days ago.

He's not due back
for another month.

The guy just got paroled
for a violent felony.

Hey, if I had time, I'd tuck 'em in by
9:30.

Make sure they
brush their teeth.

Does Crimmins have a job,
in case you bothered to ask?

You might try his wife.

She waits tables uptown.
Big Mike's Cozy Corner.

You hope.

Parole.

Gotta give these guys
a reason to behave in jail.

How about
guards, solitary.

Privileges you
can revoke?

So in Rey's world, nobody gets a second
chance?

They blew their chance. I'm with Pataki.
No minimum-maximum crap.

A guy gets 10 years,
he does 10 years.

And hits the streets
with no supervision.

Crimmins checks in
once a month.

His P.O. doesn't even know
where the hell he is.

They ought to put
a collar on these guys.

The name ain't Trina Crimmins, it's Trina
Fleming.

So you still
with Ricky?

No. He's a negative influence.

He in trouble already?

Depends on
what he has to say.

You know where he is?

I seen Ricky once since he got out.

He hit me up
for $50.

For a gun?

That's what I was thinking,
but he promised me it wasn't.

Said he wanted to buy
some kind of timer.

Like for
chess or something.

Did he ever mention
a guy named Charlie Tyner?

Never.

Order up!

That's mine.

A chess timer?

Putting a hurting on you, man. Gonna hurt
you bad.

Ricky Crimmins?

Yo-yo-yo-yo. You're fragmenting my
concentration.

I'm trying to open this chump up. Open him
up a little.

Yeah, maybe I ought to
fragment this, huh?

We need to talk.

Yeah, well, let me finish my game, man.

I got him in
a tough position.

Ain't no Vaseline
for this position, baby.

Time to go.

Hey, brother, you know I was about to mate
your butt. You owe me five dollars.

Hey, you messing up
my game.

There's plenty of time for chess where
you're going.

Where am I going?

Saturday night, I was sleeping on the
F-train.

Anybody see you?

If they did, they looked the other way.
You know how it is.

Brother like me,
late at night.

You happen to run into Charlie Tyner that
evening?

Who? Charlie Tyner from upstate.

You spent eight years with him on the
wrong side of a cell.

That Charlie?

Yeah, that Charlie.
Let's cut the crap, Ricky.

We know you
bumped into him.

Down here? Uh-uh. Ain't had nothing to do
with old Charlie.

Just like you had nothing to do with the
guy you capped in '89.

Man didn't
give me my props.

Charlie didn't give you
your props either.

All those tickets
he wrote you upstate

must've really
pissed you off, huh?

You saying I did
something to Charlie?

You put him on his knees
and executed him.

I need to get
with a lawyer.

That's the way
you want to play it.

We're violating you
on the fake address.

Why you doing me
like this?

Hey, you kill a hero like Charlie, it's
only gonna get worse.

Hero, my ass. He's a lying, thieving
peckerwood.

Was a thousand inmates want to put Charlie
in a box.

You're lying.
Hell I am.

All American Charlie was the biggest drug
dealer in the whole damn joint.

He could've just kept his mouth shut. Why
would he make it up?

Well, it shouldn't be too hard to find out
if Charlie was dealing.

Local PD searched his house. It was clean.

Well, he wouldn't score
in Coxsackie.

Someone might
recognize him.

Look for trips to the city.

I don't see any charges
in New York.

Looks like Tyner
never left Coxsackie.

Well, you know there's all kinds of hot
spots there.

There's Kmart,
J.C. Penney...

And the Starlight Motel,
back in January.

Maybe for an
out of town guest?

Never seen him.

His name's Charlie Tyner.
He stayed here January 3rd.

I still never seen him.

Do all your guests sign that
book?

House policy.

Charlie sign it?

No. But Trina Fleming did.

Mrs. Ricky Crimmins.

Charlie Tyner shacked up with your wife at
the Starlight Motel.

As soon as you got the chance, you made
him pay.

Yo, hold up a second.

How'd you
find out about it?

Trina rub
your face in it?

She comes upstate
to visit you,

winds up in
your C.O.'s bed?

Piss the hell out of me.

It's justified homicide.

You tell that story,
maybe you walk away.

I wanted him
to do Trina.

Hell, I set
the whole thing up.

Every time I turn around, Charlie's
hitting me with tickets

for some
half-assed nonsense.

I spent half last year
in the hole.

So where does
your wife come in?

I told her to use her female charms on
him.

Then I punked him out.

What do you mean,
you punked him out?

I got to old Charlie, I say, "I got proof
you sexed my old lady.

"I will tell administration you threatened
to plant a shank in my bunk

"unless I gave you
my wife."

Should've seen that
cracker's face.

See, he didn't know Trina
was my old lady.

Had his ass in my pocket.

So he brought in
drugs for you?

Drugs, cigarettes,
whatever.

Charlie was my bitch.

Why am I gonna smoke him?

Ricky told us about your scam on Charlie
Tyner. He turned up dead.

Yo, it wasn't me. I was here. I got 50
witnesses.

You still
committed extortion.

Any way I can
take care of that?

You can start by telling us how it went
down with Charlie.

All right.
I was still with Ricky then.

He pointed Charlie out
to me in the visiting room.

He told me that guard
was abusing him.

Ricky told me where
the C.O. bar was up there.

The man was easy.

So you and Ricky worked your magic, and
now you're Charlie's connection.

Yo, I ain't doing that kind of stuff no
more.

You think I would be
on my feet 12 hours a day,

if I was making easy money?

Charlie called me last month to hook him
up with some coke. Told him no.

He tell you what
he wanted it for?

We didn't have
a long conversation.

Look, if you're busting me,
let's get it over with.

We know where
to find you.

Charlie's tox screen
was clean.

He wasn't scoring
for personal use.

Maybe when he went up to Pine Hills he
took his bad habits with him.

I can't get too worked up
about Charlie.

He's here a few months.

I'm here 14 years.

Were any drugs coming into your block
before he got killed?

Not that I know of.

You sure about that?

I got a daughter wants
to be a policewoman.

Maybe she could
give you a call?

She's gonna have to
take the exam.

Last week, three of the girls
got pulled in for a drug test.

They check us by random.

I heard one of the girls
wasn't too happy about it.

Alice Simonelli.

Came in first thing
Thursday morning.

Her block rep said
she put up a fight.

They hauled her in here
for a urine sample,

screaming she wanted
to come back later.

Did you get
the sample?

Her choice.

The cup
or 60 days solitary.

She chose the hole.

What are these initials for, next to the
date?

One of the C.O.s
came by later.

Signed for Alice's file. Figured there was
an investigation.

C.T.

Charlie Tyner.

I didn't know Tyner.
He was new.

And now he's dead.

Easy come, easy go.

They already got somebody new doing his
shift.

That's a nice tattoo
you got there.

That's a Paganos gang sign.

Since when do Paganos
take white girls?

I just joined them in here
for protection, that's all.

Yeah?
And to party with?

Yeah. This place
is a barrel of fun.

So what was Charlie bringing in? Pills?
Coke? What?

Eh.

Too bad
you can't ask him.

You know, if you lose the attitude and
help us out,

we can get you
out of solitary.

Yeah, cool.

All right, maybe he was selling. I'm not
sure.

Come on, why else would he be interested
in your drug test?

These C.O.s,
they're all snoops.

We're not buying it, Alice. We
know you were using.

Maybe you know who Tyner's supplier was in
the city.

Whatever.

Have a nice ride
back to New York.

The girl won't talk.

She's either scared
or protecting somebody.

Or both. What's she doing time for?

Cocaine rap.
Two to six.

That's a tough hit
for a first-timer.

I'll talk to the A.D.A. who prosecuted
her.

See who her dope friends
are in town.

Maybe one of them
was Tyner's connection.

Alice Simonelli?

Yeah, it was
a '95 indictment.

One of 1,000.

Got it.

Okay.

Right, Simonelli was driving some guy to a
drug deal.

The cops stopped her car, found the stash.

Major weight?

Little over an ounce.

And you sent her upstate?

The guy she was
riding with took off.

She wouldn't name him.

Whole thing turned out
to be my fault.

Are there any other partners
we should be looking at?

She could be
protecting them now.

No, we never found
any of her drug pals.

Legal Aid was supposed to
assign her to a work camp.

She should've been out
in less than a year.

I read her
Corrections file.

Her first month in, she got busted for
smoking marijuana.

Explains why she didn't go to the work
camp.

And about a year ago
she got into a fight.

Stabbed an inmate with
a sharpened broomstick.

Blew her parole, too.

She screwed her life up,
big time.

She had a baby and a teaching career ahead
of her.

Well, now she's
with the Paganos.

We traced some of her telephone calls to
one of their drug corners.

I know her lawyer.
I'll put a call in to him.

Maybe if we toss her
a big enough carrot.

You tell her
what this was about?

She's in solitary
No phone privileges.

All she knows is she's
getting a legal visit.

Take me back
to the hole.

Why don't you hear
what I have to say?

Why?

She's talking about
a time cut.

Sit down, Alice.

I'm in Major Felonies now.

The Charlie Tyner case.

You put away enough innocent people, they
give you a promotion?

You had cash with cocaine residue in your
pocket.

The guy gave me
gas money.

I never knew his last name.
I was just giving him a ride.

Don't insult
my intelligence.

Let's talk about
Charlie Tyner.

I already talked to
the cops you sent up here.

You want to
play games?

You make deals
with people's lives.

Your whole life
is a game.

I came here
to help you.

Don't feed me
that garbage!

You're here
to help yourself.

You destroyed
my whole life

because I wouldn't tell you
what you wanted to hear.

For an ounce of coke,
you took away my little girl!

You sent me to this hellhole!
You make me sick!

That went well.

Two days before
Tyner came to New York,

Alice called a pay phone
in Spanish Harlem.

It's a narcotics spot.

Alice Simonelli
doesn't sound Hispanic.

Bay Ridge Italian.

She joined the Paganos
in jail.

They're an equal opportunity street gang.

She's come a long way
from Hunter College.

I tried to cut her a deal
three years ago.

What happened?

She wouldn't
give up her partner,

so I wouldn't
plea bargain.

Her parents weren't too happy. They wrote
a letter to my supervisor.

Any chance she might have been telling the
truth?

What, that she was just
an innocent bystander?

Look at her record
since her arrest.

If I had any doubts about coming down on
her, she dispelled them.

Her parents still
live in Brooklyn?

As far as I know.

You need Alice to cooperate.
Maybe she'll listen to them.

You think she's still
involved in drugs?

You never noticed the gang tattoo on her
arm?

I don't understand
what happened to her.

She never mentioned any problems to you,
or one of the guards?

A man named
Charlie Tyner?

No.

She never tells us
what goes on in there.

She just likes to talk
about her little girl, Jenny.

What's this Tyner
got to do with Alice?

He was murdered
in the City.

We think your daughter can
help us find the killer.

We might be able to
get her an early parole.

Parole?
What about her appeal?

I'm sorry, uh, Alice's appeal was denied a
year ago.

No. She called us
last week about it.

We gave $500
to a paralegal.

Five hundred cash?

Yes.
Yeah.

Did he give you
his name?

Luis. A young
Puerto Rican kid.

Had a big scar.

Is there a problem?

Why did you
give him the money?

Alice told us to.

He gave us a card.
The lawyer he works for.

Ah, that's my card. But, uh, I don't have
any Puerto Ricans working for me.

Puerto Rican clients?

Lots of those.
It's a growth industry.

Any of them named Luis?

Yeah.

About half of them.

Okay, uh, mid-twenties.
Scar on his neck.

Oh, Luis Pacheco.

What, you gonna, uh,
charge him with something?

It's possible.

You have his address?

Have you ever heard
of the, uh, Paganos?

I'll give you a heads-up if we arrest him,
you save me a trip to the clerk's office.

I don't need the fee that bad.

I can always get his address from court
records.

Do that.

There's no way it gets back to Pacheco I
gave him up.

Luis Pacheco?

He ain't here.

That's funny. His mother told us we'd find
his ugly,

lazy butt working on
his piece of crap car.

Your buddy here seems
to fit the description.

These maricons they got
on the police now.

What is this city
coming to?

You sound mighty cheerful for a guy who's
about to go down for armed robbery.

What robbery? BRISCOE: Oh, you forgot
already?

Last Thursday,
4:00 p.m.

A McDonalds
in Riverdale.

We got three witnesses
ID'd your mug shot.

And a red Camaro
hauling out of there.

Last Thursday I was hanging on the corner
all day.

Straight up. We was lamping outside the
bodega.

Oh, where? Right next to the phone booth?

Yeah.

Well, why don't we
talk downtown?

Just wasting your time.

Tools, man.
Tools?

Come on, get on the car.

Assume the position.

Oh, man.
What's going on, man?

Lennie, gun.

On the floor!

I'm telling you, man. I'm telling you,
man, I was nowhere near Riverdale!

Right. You were on the street corner with
your nine mil,

waiting on a phone call
from Alice.

Who'd I cap?

Charlie Tyner.
A C.O. at Pine Hills.

Never heard of him.

Then how did a bullet from your gun wind
up in his corpse?

That's bull, man.

Read the ballistics report.

Plus, we can put you on the phone
with your girlfriend at Pine Hills.

What did you and Alice
talk about?

She have a beef
with Tyner?

She ask you to cap him for 500 bucks?

No, I asked her
for a date.

You're pretty funny for a guy facing 25 to
life.

Yeah, well, I've skated on worse beefs
than this.

You're not skating anywhere
unless I make it happen.

Tell me about Charlie Tyner, maybe I write
this up as manslaughter.

Well, maybe I
talk to you

after I talk to my lawyer.

The gun's not enough?

It's enough for Pacheco.

I want to know what Alice
has to do with this.

Student teacher to drug dealer, to
murderer?

Why not?

Man, you've really
got it in for her.

Pacheco has a sister
in Alice's cell block.

She's also a Paganos.

Great. Maybe we can
double-team her.

Thanks.

I'm not gonna talk against
Alice and my brother.

You have a parole hearing
in a month.

We could tell the board you're a suspect
in a prison drug ring.

You can't do that.

We will,
unless you cooperate.

What do you want?

How does Alice know
your brother?

I introduced them
in the visiting room.

Alice called him at
a pay phone last week.

Know why?

All I know is
she needed a favor.

Something about drugs?

She wasn't using.

Then why'd she refuse
a drug test?

Hell if I know.

Was Charlie Tyner
selling drugs in here?

Possible.

With Alice's help?

No. She wouldn't go behind
my back. She's my friend,

and my sister.

What about Charlie Tyner? What's her
relationship with him?

He was helping her out.

Pulled her
out of lock-downs,

brought her some socks, gave her a nice
job in the commissary.

Was he that nice
to all the inmates?

I don't know.

So you helping me out,
or what?

Unless we find out
you lied to us.

I'm missing a meal.

She puts Alice on the phone to Pacheco.

Ties her into Tyner.

Yeah, but we're still not sure what it's
about.

It's about a $500 killing.
That's good enough for me.

Let's indict her
for Murder One.

You're charged with Murder
in the First Degree.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

The defendant is serving state
time, so bail is moot.

She's remanded.
Any other business?

No, you agreed...

What is it, Mr. Pinsky?

My client is asking me to make an
application I feel is clearly
inappropriate.

Spit it out, please.

Well, she wants to
disqualify Ms. Carmichael.

Aren't you going
to say anything?

Judge, I am not going to waste the court's
time with this...

Could I represent myself? 'Cause this
lawyer is worthless.

Talk to me, Ms. Simonelli.

She should not be
prosecuting this case.

She's prejudiced
against me.

That's ridiculous.

Let her finish.

She locked me up three years ago just
'cause I couldn't help her.

She's got
a grudge against me.

Your Honor, this woman has some kind of
persecution complex.

Save your breath,
Ms. Carmichael.

I'm sorry, I can't disqualify an A.D.A.
from a case simply because...

All I want is a fair trial.
This bitch is out to get me!

Enough.

Take her out.

Anything to what the girl said about Ms.
Carmichael?

I read the file.

Her prior drug case
was routine.

Abbie tried to flip her on her accomplice.
She balked.

She fired her counsel.

And hired Danielle Melnick.

Melnick's taking
a gang case?

A deputy warden at Rikers just called to
give me the heads-up.

They were processing
Alice Simonelli.

Something turned up
in their cavity search.

Drugs?

Heavy vaginal bleeding.

She claimed it was
just her period.

They sent her
to the hospital.

A miscarriage.

She was eight to ten
weeks pregnant.

Might explain why
she refused the urinalysis.

And why Charlie Tyner was
interested in her file.

Rape?

For the last three months.

Why didn't she report it?

Report it to whom?

Charlie Tyner's colleagues?

Or maybe she didn't report it because it
was consensual.

Oh, please, Carmichael,
read your Penal Code.

A prisoner can't consent
to sex with a guard.

It's rape by definition.

Legal definition.

Yes.

For all we know, she traded sex with Tyner

for drugs and
special treatment.

I don't take this
crap from her.

I still don't see you
making out justification.

Jury's not gonna have
a problem.

She was defending herself
and her daughter.

Her daughter?
Yes.

He approached her daughter
in Prospect Park,

gave her a condom, and told her to show it
to Mommy.

Four years old.

Anybody see
Tyner do this?

No. Grandparents thought it was just some
pervert in the park,

until Tyner
mentions it to Alice.

When did this happen?

A week before that piece of garbage got
what he deserved.

Charlie Tyner drives to Brooklyn to give
the child a condom?

I don't know, Jack.

"Have sex with me or I can get to your
daughter."

It dials up their justification defense
for a nine or ten.

Unless Alice made
the whole thing up.

I wouldn't put it past her.

You make me look like
an old softie.

Charlie Tyner was working the day this
supposedly happened.

So much for justification.

A last minute fill-in for a guard named
Atwood?

Before we make book on this, let's make
sure Charlie Tyner didn't have help.

The little girl identified
your photograph, Mr. Atwood.

She made a mistake.

The day the girl
got the condom,

you got gas off the BQE a couple of miles
from Prospect Park.

That don't prove anything.

The next step
is a line-up.

We're bringing in
the child's grandparents.

If they put you in the park,
that's extortion.

Witness tampering.

Child molesting.

Think of what a fascinating life you'll
have in prison.

Ex-guard,
child sex offender.

Look,
you don't understand.

I had to do it.

Charlie asked me to.

You were just
following orders?

You know how easy it is to wind up trapped
off in a room with a dozen prisoners,

nobody coming to help?

For refusing to intimidate a prisoner for
Charlie Tyner?

This girl, Alice,

she saved some
of Charlie's semen.

She was gonna rat everybody out to the
Superintendent.

Charlie said if we didn't keep her quiet,
we'd all get fired.

Everybody?

You've got no idea what
goes on in that place.

Half the C.O.s got girlfriends. Some of
them got two or three.

There's more sex in there
than a whorehouse.

we'll come down
to Murder Two.

Keep dreaming, McCoy.

Maybe, maybe a jury
will give you Man One.

We give you Manslaughter, Pacheco can
argue that he was a Good Samaritan.

Maybe he rides your client's
coattails to an acquittal.

Not my problem.
You want to try this case,

I will put the entire state prison system
on trial.

You will have everybody
from Amnesty International

to Dateline
beating down your door.

Good day.

Okay. We can handle a little heat. Mr.
McCoy.

Pacheco's lawyer is moving
to suppress the gun.

Without the gun,
he walks.

Two long faces.

Judge Denham suppressed Pacheco's gun and
dismissed the charges against him.

The shooter walks,

and we have Murder One against the girl
who was raped.

We can make a deal with Alice
to testify against Pacheco.

And give her Man One?

She was leeching
favors off Tyner.

Extra socks?

I know this girl.

She's manipulative.

She's playing the system.

You think guards should be having sex with
prisoners?

No.

But for all we know, she flashed her thong
underwear at the guy.

Instead of
blaming everyone else,

she should take
some responsibility.

She's responsible for
the threat to her daughter?

A condom verses a bullet?

It's not justification
by any legal standard.

The girl
is just violent, Jack.

One drug conviction.

She stabbed a woman
with a sharpened broomstick.

She put the victim on his knees and made
him beg for his life.

Pacheco did.

And we can find a way to nail
'em both.

My neck is
starting to hurt.

If we try her for Murder One,
Adam, the pain will get worse.

Melnick's got her teeth
in this one.

Don't worry about Melnick.
Your call.

Her daughter
was threatened.

We need her
to get Pacheco.

I'm cutting a deal.

Man One?

With a sentencing recommendation.

The minimum.

Four and a half
to nine.

No.

Alice?

No, I'm not pleading
to anything.

You go to trial, you're facing life
without parole.

I don't care.
I did what I had to.

You've got an excuse
for everything, don't you?

The only reason this happened is because
you put me in that place.

Alice.

Can't force it down
her throat.

Well, you got your wish.

Alice joined the Paganos because one of
the girls was giving her a problem.

Did the problem go away?

Hell, yeah. We put a beat down on the
girl.

During the week that Charlie Tyner was
murdered,

did Alice talk to you
about another problem?

Yeah. She asked how she could reach my
brother to ask him a favor.

Did she say anything about Charlie
Tyner?

Not then. But...

a couple of days before,
said, um,

"I wish somebody
would ice that bitch."

Ms. Pacheco,

you're testifying against
your gang sister?

Got no choice.

Otherwise,
I'm sitting down there.

The D.A. gave me immunity.

You've been at Pine Hills, what,
nearly five years?

Not a nice place
to live, is it?

Hard.

The guards have sex
with the prisoners there?

It goes on.

Did any of the guards
ever approach you?

I don't feel comfortable
talking about it.

You afraid of retaliation
by the guards?

I know what's up.

Punishments I don't deserve.

They screw up my parole, I wind up serving
to my max-out date.

The guards have
that much power?

If they
really want you.

Day to day stuff's
bad enough.

Like what?

Like they watch you
use the toilet.

Pat down your privates just 'cause they
feel like it.

Strip searches.

Guards say
they're looking for dope,

but they're looking
for your pride.

Charlie told me exactly what to
do.

Buy a condom,

go down to Brooklyn,

give it to the kid, and tell her to show
it to her mother.

Why, Mr. Atwood?

To keep a lid
on the abuse?

Abuse, I can't say.
But sex, it's everywhere.

Guys swap shifts, work overtime to be with
their girls.

I see.

How about you?

I was only there a couple of
years.

I see how it gets to you.

Some of these women,
they way they act,

they don't respect themselves, why should
you?

You start thinking of them
like caged animals.

Thank you.

You weren't the only guard who refused to
participate in this?

No. The rest of us, we just looked the
other way.

Did you ever think that
Charlie was raping Alice?

I knew that
they were doing it.

But I thought
Alice was okay with it.

If Alice had come to you for help,

would you have
looked the other way?

No, sir, no.

C.O.s may stick together,
but we're still human beings.

What would you
have done?

Well, I would have told Charlie to lay off
of her.

And if he didn't, I would have gone to a
captain.

What's the procedure
from there?

Well, the Captain sends the complaint to a
hearing officer,

then it goes up the chain.

Superintendent, Department of Corrections
in Albany.

And the investigation takes, what,
weeks? Months?

By the next day we'd have people from the
Inspector General's Office,

from the Bureau of Criminal Investigations
swarming all over the place.

Mr. Atwood,

if you reported
the rape to your Captain,

wouldn't you be afraid of retaliation by
your colleagues?

Sure. The administration would transfer me
someplace else.

Right. Where you'd be branded as
a rat.

If they found out.

Takes a pretty strong person to face up to
that, doesn't it, Mr. Atwood?

Yes, I guess so.

And how would somebody
like Alice Simonelli know

that such a person
was there for her?

Well, I...
I guess she wouldn't.

Make sure you ask her
about her felony conviction.

It could backfire.

She claims she was
wrongfully convicted

by one of the A.D.A.s now prosecuting her
for murder.

And she'll look like
she's making excuses.

And the two incidents
in jail.

The sharpened broomstick
and the marijuana.

Marijuana?

She violated prison rules.

Abbie, I'm not suggesting we water down
the cross, but you heard what I heard.

Is it really that hard for you to put
yourself in Alice's shoes?

Why should I?

Because she blames me
for what happened to her?

Jack, whatever hellhole she's in, she put
herself there.

She didn't ask to be guarded by Charlie
Tyner.

No, but she's still responsible for her
own conduct,

in or out of jail.

You know, maybe you should handle the
cross.

It started after Charlie
transferred in.

He'd stand outside my cell,
telling me I had a nice ass.

Did you
encourage him at all?

No way.

At first, I'd try to make a joke of it.
You know.

Slough him off.

One day, he came into the shower.

Tried to give me
some perfumed soap.

And what did you do
with his present?

I told him
I didn't want it.

And when he saw that
you were not interested,

did that stop his advances?

He started writing me up.

Taking away
my privileges.

I got a four-year-old
daughter, Jenny.

I couldn't see her
for a whole month.

He told me if I screwed up again, he'd
send me to Albion.

Albion State Prison?

Up near Rochester.

Ten hours from Brooklyn.

Maybe I'd see Jenny
at Christmas.

I just couldn't
fight him anymore.

One day,
he took me in a closet,

and I let him.

I just closed my eyes,
and I let him do it.

And was this the only time he raped you?

It went on
for a few months.

Once or twice a week.

And then
I missed my period.

I told Charlie.

He said he didn't care, it wasn't going to
change anything.

He told me to get rid of it any way I had
to.

And what did you do?

Right after that, he took me into the
prison chapel,

and I saved some semen
on a Kleenex.

I told him that if he
touched me again,

I'd turn him in.

And did he
touch you again?

Not for a few days.

Then I happened
to call home,

and my mom said

somebody had given a condom to Jenny in
the park.

That night, Charlie asked me what my
daughter brought home for show and tell.

Then he said it's time
for his back rub.

That's when I decided.

Decided what, Alice?

To stop Charlie.

I called Luis Pacheco.

He said he needed
$500 for a clean gun.

I told him Charlie was gonna be staying at
the Barrington Hotel.

I told him
to kill Charlie.

Right.

Thank you.

You're a convicted felon,
aren't you?

That's why you're in prison
in the first place?

You should know,
you prosecuted me.

I suppose
you were innocent.

I made a mistake.

Didn't you get in trouble in the first
prison you went to?

Some girls
had some marijuana.

They told me
it was no big deal.

I was smoking with them.

We all got busted.
It was stupid of me.

They were supposed to
send me to a work camp.

Instead, they sent me
to Pine Hills.

Where you stabbed another inmate with a
broomstick.

Was that just another
stupid mistake?

No. She came at me with it.

After Charlie Tyner allegedly
raped you,

he assigned you a cushy job in the
commissary?

I didn't ask
to work there.

This so-called rapist also gave you some
socks, isn't that right?

My parents sent me
five pairs of wool socks.

Three days later,
somebody stole 'em.

What Charlie
was doing to me...

Yeah, he gave me
some socks.

So this relationship
had some perks for you.

It wasn't
a relationship.

It was rape.

But you never
complained about it.

The last girl
who complained,

they planted drugs
in her cell.

You never even told
your Paganos friend, Candy?

Or Luis Pacheco?

No.

Didn't you trust them?

I was ashamed.

Why would you feel ashamed
if it wasn't your fault?

Have you ever been raped,
Ms. Carmichael?

Don't you think I felt stupid for being
where Charlie Tyner could rape me?

So now you blame yourself.

Yes.

But instead of
punishing yourself,

you punished Charlie Tyner.

No. No.

You had Luis Pacheco
force him to his knees...

He was killing me.

...and beg for his life.

I just wanted to go home
to my daughter.

Charlie knew that.

He was using that.

He was never gonna stop.

I was just scared
all the time.

Can't you
understand that?

He had all the power!

I was nothing!

Isn't your jury
still out?

Just looking for
a little solace, Adam.

One or two holdouts?

Split down the middle.

Three days.

Why doesn't that judge
hang 'em?

Probably give 'em
a day or two more.

How do you stand with Melnick?

Man One's
been on the table.

I haven't heard from her
since the jury went out.

Why don't we
give her a call?

I'm sending my file to the
Westchester County D.A.

We're breaking up
the party at Pine Hills.

That's great.

But you still
can't erase the past.

My offer
is still Man One,

or we get ready
for a retrial.

It's a wash, Jack.
It'll always be a wash.

Does your client
want to take that chance?

Plea down
to Attempted Man One.

Five to ten.
Three to six.

Concurrent with
her drug sentence.

If she testifies
against Pacheco.

She put you up to that.

That's a death sentence.

She's the reason
that I'm talking to you.

Alice...

Okay, look,

she knows where Pacheco
got the gun.

She'll give you a name and address, but no
testimony.

I'm eligible for parole
in three years?

Yes.
But no guarantees.

And they don't
send me up to Albion.

Okay?

Need a lift?

You go ahead.
I'll call a cab.

I need to decompress.

Want to talk
about it?

Or not.

Whatever you feel
comfortable with.

I was a freshman.

He was a third year
law student.

We were on a date.

I never told anybody.

I blamed myself.

But not anymore.