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In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented
by two separate

yet equally important groups--

the police,
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Come on,
we're gonna be late.

Hang on, this is when
she comes out.

She does yoga, and she's got
all these awesome outfits.

Sometimes you can even
see her nipples.

Dude, you are so sick.

I know, right?

There she is!

The second window over.

Come o,
what's she doin?

She's just lying there.

I think
there's blood on her.

Elevator's out.

You gotta take
the stairs.

Heh, you know
what they say, Earl.

No pain, no gain.

Some suit up there
is asking for you.

Falco?

Nick.

You're Joe Fontana.

Yeah, right.

Sorry about your partner.
How's he doing?

He's on the mend, thanks.

Brooklyn North.

They keep you guys
busy out there.

Yeah, I figure a few weeks,
Manhattan South Homicide?

Like a paid vacation.

So, uh, how
you wanna do this?

Well, me,
I'm all about the work.

No muss, no fuss.

Me too.
Good deal.

So what do we have?

Samantha Savage.

One in the chest.

Samantha Savage,
the porn star?

It's kind of hard to tell
with her clothes on.

But, yeah,
one of the uniforms

recognized the tattoo
on her neck.

Broken heart.

Must be a close student
of her work.

Who found the body?

Kid who lives
across the street.

Him and his buddy saw her
through the window

with binoculars.

Said they were doing a little
bird watching before school.

I'll bet they were.

The porn world is gonna be
in mourning tonight.

I wonder what they fly
at half mast.

e,

but I know all about
Samantha Savage.

Why, Lieutenant!

Please, I've got
two teenage boys.

She's huge on the web.

A top-tier
adult video star.

Her autobiography came out
a couple of months back.

Best-seller.

Next thing
you're gonna tell me,

she's on Oprah's
book club.

You haven't seen her billboard
in Times Square?

Real name
is Jackie Norrell.

California Driver's license,
Toluca Lake.

What's she doing
in New York?

According to the landlord,
she had a six-month sublet

on the apartment.

Time of death?

M.E. says between
8:00 and 10:00 last night.

There were
signs of a struggle,

but no forced entry.

So she probably
let the shooter in.

Any help
from the neighbors?

We canvassed
the whole building.

Got negative results.

What about our two
young birdwatchers?

Well, they claim
they never

saw anyone else
in the apartment.

They bullet they pulled
is a .380.

I ran her through
N.C.I.C.

She applied to NYPD last month
for a pistol permit.

I check with L.A. County
Sheriff's.

Out there, she has
a permit for a .380.

So it's possible she got killed
with her own gun.

How about next of kin?

Haven't found one yet,
and she lists her manager

as an emergency contact.

Well, it's late enough.
You can call California.

212 area code.

Him, too?

Personally,
I think all these people

should stay in L.A.

Samantha came into town
to do publicity for her book.

Decided to stay a while.

Is it possible she was
trying to get away from someone

on the West Coast?

Someone in her industry?

I wouldn't know.

I didn't handle
that side of her business.

We'll have to look at all
her crazy fan mail.

Most of it's e-mail nowadays.

I'll get it
printed out for you.

She had a permit
to carry a gun in Los Angeles.

She had a stalker
out there,

some guy
who broke into her house.

Well, she applied for a permit
to carry a gun out here too.

Maybe she was
worried about her father.

He showed up last month
at one of her book signings,

bugging her for mone.

She had a restraining ordr
against him in Californi.

But you know
what that's worth.

What's his name?

Elston Norrell.

Started doing the rounds
on talk radio

about five minutes
after her body was found.

First stage of grieving:

the media interview.

I loved Jacke
with all my hear.

Oh, really?

When was the last time
you saw her?

About a month ago.

We heard you were
asking her for money.

I got medical issues.

I might have asked her
for a little help.

Uh, is that a crime?

Your daughter had an order
of protection against you,

so yeah.

That wasn't her idea.

That was the people around her
trying to turn her against me.

But you must have been
pretty pissed off.

She didn't pony up
with the money,

ungrateful kid.

If you think I had
anything to do with her death,

you're wrong.

I would never hurt
my little girl.

Where were you last night
between 8:00 and 10:00?

I got back to the "Y"
about 7:30, quarter till 8:00.

Stayed in my room
the rest of the night.

Look, it's like I told
those other detectives.

What other detectives?

Those two guys that told me
I had to stop calling her.

Pretty rude about it too.

When did they
tell you this?

About a month ago,

after I saw Jackie
at her book thing.

Like, the next day
they were all over me.

You remember
their names?

They gave me their card.

I checked out
Norrell's alibi.

The "Y" confirms he came in
a little before 8:00

on the night
of the murder,

and no one's
seen him leave.

That's not what
I'd call airtight.

What's this about
two other detectives?

Mark Wiley
and Rick Conlon.

I talked to Wiley,
and he said

somebody asked him
to lean on Norrell.

Who?

You're gonna love this.

Artie MacLaren.

The commissioner?

Ex-commissioner,
yeah.

And future
Chief of Domestic Security.

I couldn't believe when
the president nominated him

for that job.

Didn't he do enough damage
running the department?

I already tried
to get the police academy

to make his autobiography
required reading.

So why would he call Wiley?
What's the connection?

They worked street crime
together.

Did MacLaren tell Wiley

why he wanted them
to lean on Norrell?

Just said he would
consider it a favor.

We heard
he's very big on favors.

You want us to call him?

No, I'll talk to him first,

let him know you're coming.

MacLaren's not a guy
you wanna blindside.

Falco and Fontana?

Yes, sir.

I got a car waiting.
Let's walk.

I met Samantha Savage
at her book party.

We share
the same editor.

You guys got a copy
of my book?

I don't read.

I do.

Dave, signed copies
to the detectives.

No problem, sir.

Well, Ms. Savage told me

her father was
giving her a hard time.

So I said I'd
see what I could do.

I put in a call
to Wiley.

Asked him to tell the old goat
to leave her alone.

If you don't mind
my saying, sir,

that's a pretty big favor
for somebody you barely know.

Come on, put yourself
in my place, detective.

You're at a cocktail party,
you're drinking Dom Perignon.

Samantha Savage
in a very little,

very tight black dress,
her balcony out to here,

is asking you
for a favor.

Trust me,
I gotta do it.

I guess.

What, are you gay?

You're Ed Green's
partner, right?

Yes, sir.
How's he doing?

Better every day.

Good, well tell him

I hope he's back
on his feet soon.

I will, sir.

It's kind of funny
seeing you at that desk.

I can work somewhere else.

No, it's fine.
Really.

What is all of this?

Cyber fan mail.

Printouts of messages posted
on Samantha Savage's web site.

Well, she was popular.

14,000 posts the week
before she was killed.

These are Samantha Savage's
telephone records.

Do you remember that editor
that MacLaren mentioned

worked on both their books?

Her name is Helen DeVries,

and she called
Samantha Savage six times

on the dy
she was kille.

Samantha Savage
was a home video hooker

who couldn't
write a sentence

if you spotted
her the noun and the verb.

I came up with the idea
for the book.

I found the ghost writer,
edited the manuscript,

chose the cover art.

I took
that silicone-stuffed bimbo

and turned her into
a best-selling author.

How does she repay me?

By taking her follow-up
how-to sex manual to Knopf.

So you made her a success,

and she runs off
to the competition.

In a nutshell.

It would have
made me mad as hell.

Oh ho, you have no idea.

Celeste!

Helen?

The catalog's
supposed to sell the books,

not put people to sleep.

Stop thinking here,
start thinking here.

You see the differenc?

Yes, ma'am.

When did you find out

she was planning
to change publishers?

Her piss-ant manager
called me on Tuesday.

Yes, the day
she was killed.

Hence the flurry
of phone calls.

What did you and Samantha
talk about?

Oh, she was too much of a wimp
to pick up the phone.

You can bet I left messages.
Sent her some emails too.

What did you do
that evening after work?

You mean where was I
when Samantha was killed?

I left the office
a little after 7:00,

drove straight home,
had dinner with my son.

Where's home?

Westchester, Dobbs Ferry.

Look, guys, I'm flattered.

But kill a writer?

Only in my dreams.

So you think Helen DeVries
killed Samantha Savage

over a book?

No, no, not a book--
a book deal.

Savage's next book could have
sold a couple of million copies.

DeVries would have been
losing out on some serious cash.

And she was pissed.

We pulled the messages
she left on Savage's voicemail.

You think you're gonna
get away with this, you bitch?

You whore!

I'm gonna burn you
to the ground--

you and that bottom-feeder
agent of yours.

They all like that?
Pretty much.

I ran DeVries
through N.C.I.C.

She took an assault collar
four years ago.

Punched an employee
during a staff meeting.

Pled out to a misdemeanor
and got probation.

Point being, she shows
a propensity for violence.

DeVries says

she left work at 7:00
and went straight home.

Which the garage confirms.

The parking lot attendant
remembers

because her car
is in the shop,

and when she left,

she was driving
someone else's.

We dumped her home phone.

She got a call from her office
a quarter of 9:00.

Her son answered,
told her assistant

she was just that minute
walking through the front door.

An hour and 45 minutes
from Midtown to Dobbs Ferry.

Could have been traffic.

Could have been.

Could have been she stopped
at Samantha Savage's first.

All right.

Talk to her assistant again.

See if you can gt
a detailed descriptin

of what went don

in the office that day.

If you work for Helen,
you're either a bitch

or a moron.

And which are you?

Uh, both
at this point.

I'm surprised
people put up with it.

I've been there seven months,
and I'm the senior staff member.

She's a brilliant
editor, though.

I'm learning a lot.
It's just a tough education.

Is Helen gonna know
I talked to you?

She'd have my head
on a pike.

Oh, no, this is strictly
between us.

Well, she was pretty pissed off
about Samantha jumping to Knopf,

but it wasn't anything
I hadn't seen before.

So what happened later?

It was the end of the day,
she was in her office,

and she
just went ballistic.

I have never heard her
that angry,

I mean, not even close.

She say why?
No.

But you could hear her
all the way down the hall

cursing Samantha out.

Excuse me.

Was there anyone
with her in her office?

No.
She get a phone call,
maybe?

Not that went through me.

She could have gotten
a call to her cell

or an e-mail.

Something must have
set her off.

That was
Lieutenant Van Buren.

She wants us back
at the house.

Thank you very much.

This is
Detective Pete Milligan.

Street Crime.

Nick Falco.
Hi.

Joe Fontana.
How you doing?

He may have something
on your case.

Walter Parks.

Collared him this morning
with a quarter ounce of coke

a few blocks away from where
Samantha Savage was killed.

Walter thinks
he might have saw something.

What did you see,
Walter?

Am I gonna
get a deal for this?

We'll make sure the D..
knows you helped us ou.

A little after 8:00,
I was making a delivery

across the street from where
that porn chick got killed.

How do you know
what building that was?

Been in all the papers.

So I see this white lady
tear down the steps.

She runs to the corner,
throws something in the trash,

runs back, gets into her car,
takes off.

You check out what she
threw in the garbage?

Sure, I did.

It was a gun.

And I'm sure Walter,
being the kind of fella he is,

just didn't want a free gun
sitting around.

Is that right, Walter?

I asked Walter
that same question.

Well, there you go.
A .380.

Sounds a lit.

We know DeVries
was angry at Savage

for jumping ship.

She has a history
of acting out violently,

and she can't really account
for her whereabouts the time--

Have we mentioned the fact
that we have a witness

that puts her
at the scene of the crime?

A small-time drug dealer
looking to stay out of jail.

The gun the guy found
is Savage's,

and ballistics said
it's definitely the one

that was used to kill her.

Are DeVries' prints
on the gun, at least?

The only prints
of any value

belong to this guy
Walter Parks,

who found the gun
in the trash can.

Look, we would love to have her
standing over a warm body

with a smoking gun
in her hand,

but we don't.

So what are you
looking for?

Well, the M.E. told us
that there are powder burns

near the entry wound.

We figure
Savage and DeVries argued.

Maybe Savage
went for her gun.

They struggled,
it went off.

It happened in close.

So you're looking
for Savage's blood?

On DeVries' shoes
or clothes.

I think I can get you
a search warrant for that.

We'll need to get
in her car too.

Helen?

What the hell
took you so long?

They're taking my clothes,
Charlotte.

They think
I killed Samantha!

Detective, Charlotte Swan,
Ms. DeVries' counsel.

What's going on?

We have a search warrant
authorizing us

to remove these items
from the premises.

Helen, this seems
to be in order.

I don't care,
stop them!

It's outrageous!
I can't.

I want you to know

I'm holding you
personally responsible

for keeping these items

clean and orderly.

Believe you me,
I know exactly how you feel.

Not a wrinkle,
I promise.

What about
my civil liberties, huh?

Detective,
can I see you a minute?

What do we have?

We haven't started yet.

Why not?

He told us to wait.

Nick, what's the problem?

Remember the garage
attendant told us

DeVries was driving
someone else's car that day?

Yeah, he said it was
a gray Mercedes.

Not a silver BMW.

Which isn't on the warrant.

All right, look,
the garage attendant

made a mistake
on the make and the model.

It's no big deal.
Open it up.

Hold it!
I ran the plates.

It's registered
to Doug DeVries, her brother.

So he loaned her his car.
So what?

It's not on the warrant!

You know, you're beginning
to sound like a broken record.

And who are you
on the phone to?

A.D.A. Borgia.

She's on the other line
with the judge

trying to get him
to approve entry into this car.

See, this is what comes

of going to law school
at night.

I'd hate to see
whatever we find in there

get thrown out because
we didn't go the extra mile--

Yeah.

Great.
Thank you.

We're in.

The judge is extending
the warrant to cover this one.

Well, hallelujah.
Open it up.

What the hell's going on?
We're searching your car.

What does it look
like we're doing?

Detectives, we've got somethig
that looks like bloo.

A couple of drops
on the armrest.

Enough for a match?
Oh, yeah.

Well, that's great.

Let's collect it and get
the hell out of here.

Aren't you glad
we waited?

Oh, yeah,
I'm ecstatic.

Docket number 45789.

People of the State of New York
v. Helen DeVries.

Charge is Murder
in the Second Degree.

I think I heard a little
something about this one.

How does the defendant plead?

Not guilty,
your honor.

Your honor,
Ms. DeVries

has substantial means
at her disposal.

We believe there's
a strong chance

she'll flee
if she's released.

Your honor,
my client

has deep roots
in the community.

What's more, thanks
to the press-friendly practices

of the D.A.'s office,

she's the best-known defendant
since Michael Jackson.

Where could she go?

I really don't think celebrity
constitutes insurance

that the defendant
will appear.

And her history
suggests a personality

that could charitably
be described as...

impulsive, your honor.

I'm with the people
on this one.

Defendant is remanded.

I thought you were
a mensch, Jack.

My offer is Man On,
15 year.

How many times
do I have to say it?

I didn't kill Samantha.

If you're convicted
of murder at trial,

the alternative
is 25 to life.

Life?
Are you retarded?

What did I just say?

Helen..

You're not helping yourself
by calling me names,

Ms. DeVries.

Let's think about this.
Jack, what's the motive here?

A book contract?
Please.

Other authors
have left Helen.

And lived
to tell about it.

I'm glad to hear
you're not a serial killer.

We have a witness
who puts you at the scene.

With more priors

than I have gray hairs.

Give me 10 minutes with him.
On cross, I'll bury him.

There's the DNA evidence
from her car.

The jury will never
hear about it.

I'll have it suppressed
at a map hearing.

Your cops...
took a shortcut.

When the police
sought permission

to gain entry to the car
where the blood was found,

they misrepresented
the situation, your honor.

All they had
was a vague description

that didn't match
the car in front of them.

The description they had
was more than adequate

to identify the car,
your honor.

Yes, it varied
in a few details.

The color and manufacturer
are details?

It's the difference
between silver and gray

and two high-end
luxury automobiles.

I'd call those details.

The polie
ran the license plats

and determined
that the car belonged

to Ms. DeVries' brother.

They spoke to a judge.

He agreed to extend the warrant
to cover the car.

I don't know how they could have
been more conscientious.

The police knew the car

didn't match the description
they'd been given.

They knew it didn't
belong to Helen DeVries.

You're earning
your fee today, Ms. Swan.

But I don't buy the argument.

The police acted legally.
I'm denying the motion.

Well, your honor,
at least consider

revisiting
the issue of bail.

My client represens
no flight rik

and has a 13-year-old son

who's suffering
significant hardship

because his mother's
in custody.

I'm willing to discuss it.

Bail's not the issue here,
your honor.

You won the motion,
Mr. McCoy.

Don't get greedy.

Bail's set at $2 million,
cash or bond.

I'm grateful he didn't
throw out the case.

Hey, Jack, check this out.

I ran Doug DeVries' car.

The car Helen DeVries
was actually driving that night.

Got a parking ticket
on Hudson Street at 7:45.

That's more than 50 blocks

from Samantha Savage's
apartment.

DeVries never mentioned
going down there.

There's more.

During the day,
Helen DeVries sometimes

uses a car service.

According to their records,
they dropped her off

at a Hudson Street address

six times
in the last two months.

Near where
she got the parking ticket?

Across the street.
And get this.

The bodyguard service
Samantha Savage used--

their records show
they dropped her off

at the same Hudson Street
address a dozen times

in the six weeks
before she was killed.

Both women
went to the same address.

Were they ever there
at the exact same time?

Never even on the same day.

Not that I can find.

Have the cops
check out the building.

No doorman,
no security cameras.

So why should it be easy?

I was wondering
if you'd ever

seen either of these women
in the building.

No, I'm sorry.

Thank you for your time.

Can I help you?

Dave, right?
You work for MacLaren?

Yeah.

Detective Falco.

Detective Fontana.

Oh, right, right.

Hey, did you
get the books?

What's going on?

Detectives.

What can I do for ya?

The city rented
the apartment after 9/11

because of its proximity
to ground zero.

I used it as an office
during rescue and recovery,

and I still do
from time to time.

Arnold, we have a few questions,
if you don't mind.

Shoot.

Did you ever
meet Helen DeVries

at that apartment?

We worked on my book there
a few times.

Did you meet her there
the night

that Samantha Savage
was killed?

I didn't see Helen
that night.

Did you ever
meet Samantha Savage

at that apartment?

I met Samantha Savage
exactly once.

At her book signing party.

Helen introduced us.

We knw
that Samantha Savae

went to that buildig

on a number of occasions,
all subsequent to that party.

Well, I don't know
what to tell you.

She must have known
someone else who lived there.

I never saw her there.

Look, guys, I'm facing
senate confirmation.

If the press can find
any excuse

to put me
and Samantha Savage together...

We're investigating
a homicide, Commissioner.

It takes us
where it takes us.

I understand that.

Just don't drag my name
through the mud on the way.

We'll be as discreet

as circumstances allow.

I appreciate it.

Nobody's more connected
than Arnie MacLaren.

So make damn sure whatever
you got on him is rock solid.

Absolutely.

Come in.

Sorry to interrupt.

What is i?

Helen DeVries
was just shot to death

in a parking garage
in Midtown.

Anyone see it happen?

No witnesses.

What about
the attendant?

He's two floors up.

They gotta have video.

We're getting the tapes.

One in the back,
one in the head.

Still got her watch.

I betcha her wallet's
still in her purse.

What's that?

"For Samantha, R.I.P."

I thought you said

he didn't take anything.

I don't thik
he di.

She still had her money,
credit cards, watch.

This is where he hears
someone coming.

What did the note say?

"For Samantha.

R.I.P."

Some wacko fan, maybe.

Nah.

The shooter knew
just where to stand

so the camera
wouldn't see him.

Knew where she
parked her car.

This wasn't some wacko fan
bent on revenge.

Start closer to home.

Yeah.

We were married for 12.

We were only together
for about eight.

Divorce
took a long time.

We heard
it was pretty rough.

It's like getting beaten over
the head with a baseball bat

every day
for four years.

We saw her house.
It was very nice.

Yeah, if you like
living in the burbs.

No thanks.

Still, it looks like
she got the better deal,

financially speaking.

The real issues between us
were over custody.

I didn't care that much
about the money.

Well, then,
you would be the first.

Where were you yesterday
about noon?

Having lunch
with a friend of mine.

A Mexican place,
16th and 8th.

I still got the receipt,
if you want.

We'll need to see that.

Look, we were trying
to get along,

for our son's sake.

She had a new boyfriend.

She wasn't supposed
to tell me who.

But she couldn't resist.

Who is that?

You guys must know him.

He used to be
police commissioner.

I'm supposed to be catching
a train to Washington.

I've got a meeting
with the chairman

of the Senate
Intelligence Committee.

Explain what held you up.
I'm sure he'll understand.

What is this about?

Commissioner, we know
you were having an affair

with Helen DeVries.

From where I stan,
your options aren't grea.

Tell your story
to a grand jury

and risk
self-incrimination...

Or take the Fifth,
which looks terrible

from a public relations
point of view.

Or talk to us now.

Yes, I was seeing
Helen DeVries.

At the apartmet
on Hudson Stree?

Yes.

Did you meet her there
on the night

Samantha Savage
was killed?

I told you before, no.

What about Samantha Savage?

Did you have sex with her
in that apartment too?

I answered this question
before too.

I only met her once.

She just happened to go
to the very same address

more than a dozen times?

A lot of people
in that building.

She could have been there
to see any one of them.

These are the records

of the security company
Ms. Savage employed.

They brought hr
to the Hudson Street addres

on 14 separate occasion.

These are affidavits

from all the other tenants
in the building,

not one of whom ever had
any contact with Ms. Savage.

These are the phone records
for the building

going back six months.

Not a single cal
to Ms. Savae

from ay
of the tenant.

You're the only person
in that building

who ever met Samantha Savage.

Yet it's your contention
that she went there repeatedly

to see someone else.

I can't tell you
why she went there,

but it wasn't to see me!

We'd like to believe you,
Commissioner.

But you don't.

You haven't exacty
been forthcoming up till no.

My affair with Helen
had nothing to do

with the murder
of either woman.

And I didn't tell you,
because I couldn't.

For obvious reasons.

You're married.
Your wife is expecting.

Exactl.

Look I have made mistakes
in my personal life

which I regret.

I've caused my wife pain.

Which I also regret.

But this job
I'm being offered

concerns the safety
of the nation.

And this can't get out.

Frankly, Commissioner,
it's hard to see now

how it wouldn't.

Ballistics just came back

on the bullet
that killed Helen DeVries.

It matches one from a gun

that was used
in an armed robbery

in the Bronx
seven years ago.

What about
the robber?

Do we know
where he is?

He died in Coxsackie
two years ago,

and the gun
was never recovered.

But the arresting officer
was Pete Milligan.

Pete Milligan?

The guy that brought us
Walter Parks?

The same.

Maybe it's time we had
a talk with our friend Pete.

Talk with Mr. Parks
first.

See if you can
shake his story.

We sat down with your pl
Walter Parks agai.

He says you planted
that coke on him,

then told him
he would do time for it

unless he fingered
Helen DeVries

for the Samantha Savage
murder.

Come on.

Guy's trying to get out
from under a coke bust.

I didn't plant nothin'
on nobody.

You laid out
the whole thing for him.

You gave him the story.

You showed him
Helen DeVries' picture.

You told him where
to find the gun.

Walter is a coke dealer
and a junkie.

You believe him
before you believe me?

You know, the gun used
to kill Helen DeVries

was a throwaway.

So?

You took it off a bad guy
in the Bronx.

Seven years ago.

You know how much
trouble you're in.

Best thing you could
do for yourself now

is to tell us everything.

Yeah, right.

I wanna talk to my rep.

And a lawyer.

That's fine with us.

You wait here,

and we'll call
Internal Affairs.

In the meanwhile,

we're gonna go
search your apartment.

Fontana called.

They found the gun
Milligan used to kill DeVries.

And the clothes he wore
when he did it.

They placed him
under arrest.

Good.

Now I'd like to know
why he did it.

We're now going live to...

MacLaren making a statement?
Just starting.

Unfortunately, when my wife
and I employed this fine woman

to take care
of our children,

we neglected to pay
her payroll taxes.

Now, the mistake
was unintentional.

But the responsibility
is mine.

And so I have regretfully
informed the president

that I must withdraw my name
from consideration

for the post of
Director of Domestic Security.

Thank you.
I'll answer more questions--

I don't know about you,
but I feel safer already.

We know you tried
to frame her

for Samantha Savage's murder.

The question is why.

We couldn't find
any connection

between you
and the murdered women.

If you'll give us
who you were working for,

I'm ready to offer Man One
for the DeVries killing,

15 years.

Whoa, we were thinking
a little differently.

Man Two, five years.

Forget it.
No, you forget it.

I won't do
more than five.

I don't care what the
extenuating circumstances were.

Who else was involved?
You pulled the trigger.

Man Two or no deal.

You want the big fish?
This is the little fish.

Not that little.
Trust me.

In the scheme of things,
Pete is plankton.

I been a cop a long time.

I seen lots of guys
done worse than me

get better deals
than what you're offering.

Man Two, or you get nothing.

That's not true,
Mr. Milligan.

At the very least,
I get you.

Have you checked
Milligan's personnel file?

Any blemishes?

Nothing we can use
as leverage.

MacLaren
was Milligan's C.O.

He must have
something on him.

Talk to Milligan's partner.

Pete really killed
that lady?

Yes, he did.

He's always been
a hard luck guy.

I'd say the real
hard luck here

belonged
to Helen DeVries.

True.

Milligan ever mention
MacLaren to you?

He said you could
reach out to him

if you got jammed up.

Anything else?

He said once
that MacLaren saved his life.

Ho?

I think it was back
when Pete was drinking.

Which he used to do
pretty hard.

Something to do
with his ex-wife.

You know where
I can find her?

She's on the job.

She works at One PP.

Her name's Haywood now.

It was when he was
in MacLaren's squad.

I was in uniform
over at the Two-one.

Pete was drinking a lot.

He was coming home
from work drunk.

He was drinking
on the job?

Oh, yeah.

MacLaren bailed him out
more than once.

So one night,
he starts up with me,

and our son
got in the middle of it.

And Pete hit us bot.

I called 91.

MacLaren came to see me
the next day.

He said Pete's job
was on the line.

One more strike.

He said he could make
the whole thing go away

if I chose
not to pursue it.

He was putting
the pressure on.

Well, plus he offered me
a desk job downtown.

Which he knew I wanted

because I hated
being on the street.

So MacLaren fixed it?

Pete stayed on the job.

I got a desk here.

We got divorced.

Pete quit drinking
a couple of years later.

Which is why
I hate like hell

that this is
happening to him now.

Your ex-wife
told us about the favor

Arnie MacLaren did for you
and your family, Detective.

What about it?

It was completely illegal.

So charge me.

Not you,
your ex-wife.

What are you
talking about?

She took a bribe.

MacLaren offered her
a better job

if she declined
to press charges.

She accepted the offer.

It could get her
as much as seven years.

More time than you're
willing to spend inside.

Son of a bitch.

You'd really do that?

She'd lose her job,

her pension.

Will you come down
a little, Jack?

Man one, ten years.

Tell him what happened.

It was MacLaren.

The whole way.

I owed him.

You killed Helen DeVries
for Arnie MacLaren

because he saved your job?

He did a lot more
for me than that.

MacLaren said he needed me
to find a guy

to say he'd seen someone
come out of a certain building

and throw away a gun.

Gave me a picture
of the woman

the guy was supposed
to have seen.

Showed me the building.

Gave me the gun.

Was this the gun?

Yes.

Which we've already established
belonged to Samantha Savage.

And the building?

Is where Samantha Savage
was living

when she was killed.

And did you find a person
to do this for you?

To lie to the police?

His name is Walter Parks.

Who was he supposed
to say he'd seen

exiting the building
with the gun?

Helen DeVries.

Did Mr. MacLaren ask yu
to do anything els?

He gave me a shirt

with some of Samantha's
blood on it.

I was to transfer
some of the blood

to an armrest
in Ms. DeVries' car.

He was asking you
to plant evidence?

Yes.

And did you?

Yes.

Anything else?

He came up to me
a few weeks later

and said things
weren't going right.

We had to take her out.

By "take her out"
he meant..

Kill Helen DeVries.

He said
if I didn't do it,

he'd make sure
I went to prison

for the things
I'd already done for him.

Kept reminding me
of what I owed him.

He was...
very persistent.

So at Arnold MacLarens
behes,

you went to Ms. DeVries'
parking garage.

Yes.

And I shot her.

Twice--once in the back,

and once in the head.

You killed
Helen DeVries...

because Arnie MacLaren
asked you to?

That's right.

Because he threatened you?

Yes.

And becaue
you owed hi?

He saved my job.

Helped get my ex-wife
a transfer she wanted.

Mr. MacLaren helped you.

He helped your ex-wife.

Yes.

And what about your son?

What about him?

Isn't it true
that several years ago

your son was involved
in a hit-and-run accident?

Yes.

He hd
been drinkin?

I blame myself for that.

He fled the scen?

And the other driver
was seriously injured?

Like I said,
that was my fault.

I drove him to it--
my behavior at home.

Be that as it may.

These are serious offenses.

Were charges ever filed?

No.

Why no?

MacLaren...
made them go away.

You pld
to a lesser sentene

in exchange for your testimony
in this case?

Yes.

What else dd
the district attorney o

to secue
your cooperatio?

Objection.

Sustained.

Did the district attorney

threaten to charge
your ex-wife

with receiving a bribe?

Yes.

And what abot
your so?

Did you tel
the district attorney's offie

about the hit-and-rn
acciden?

Yes.

And wht
was their respons?

They agreed to let him plead
to a number of lesser charges.

Prison time?

Probation.

Probation.

I'd like to know
how they knew

about our discussions
with Milligan.

I think there's a good chance

MacLaren's got someone in our
office feeding him information.

How did he manage that?

He knows where all
the bodies are buried.

He should.
He put them there.

Putney did
a pretty good job

of making it look like we put
the screws to our own witness.

That Milligan would say anything
to save his wife and kid.

The night Samantha Savage was
murdered, DeVries got a ticket

near MacLaren's
Hudson Street Apartment.

Maybe she was down there
looking for Samantha Savage.

Maybe she found out
about the affair.

I think you have to take another
run at Charlotte Swan.

See if Helen DeVries
confided in her.

All right.

Better take some
bi-carb with you.

You might have
to eat some crow.

If you hadn't let
Arnie MacLaren

lead you around by the nose--

I know.

Helen DeVries would never
have been charged

with Samantha Savage's murder.

And I personally think
she'd still be alive.

We regret that error
very much.

You think MacLaren killed
Samantha Savage too?

He may never
have to answer for it.

But if we can convict him
of Helen's murder--

And you'd like
my help with that.

I know it's
an unusual request.

I did receive something
from Helen.

I think it was an image
from her cell phone.

You said the cell phone
was lost.

For all I know it was.
I never saw the phone.

Helen assured me
she lost it.

You knew we were looking
for anything

related to that phone.

If this is material,

you were obliged
to turn it over.

It was an attachment
to a communication

from my client.

That made it privileged.

That privilege died
with Helen DeVries.

Gray area.
Not to a judge.

I don't wish to get
a reputation

as a defense attorney
who works for the D.A.'s office.

But the last thing
I want to see

is your case against
MacLaren collapse.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
Mr. MacLaren,

but I don't think this
photograph of you and Ms. Savage

was taken at a book party.

Where is it from?

Helen DeVries forwarded
it to her lawyer

from her cell phone.

DeVries received it
as an email attachment

the night Samantha Savage
was killed.

Who sent it to her?

Samantha Savage.
Oh, come on, it's a fake.

You could put Britney Spears
together with the Pope.

It doesn't mean squat.

Arnold?

So Samantha sent Helen
a picture.

So what?

You still deny you were having
an affair with Samantha Savage?

I guess there's
no point anymore.

Thanks to you my career
in public service

is in the toilet.

That's where you put it,
Mr. MacLaren, we didn't.

What are you offerin?

Hey, hey, hey.
The hell with that!

If there is an offer
on the table, we should hear it.

Two counts of murder tw.
One for each woma.

25 to life
to run concurrently.

Come on, Jac.
He's 56-years-ol.

He'll come out
in a body bag.

Man two for Savage--
No.

He didn't go there
to kill her.

I didn't go there at all.

Man one for Savage.
Ten years.

Murder two and 20 years
for DeVries.

To run concurrently.

20 years?

I'll be 76.

And you got nothing.

I've got two ex-mayors,
a governor and an archbishop.

What do you got?
A drunk.

A bad cop who says I did this,
and I did that,

and he's trying to save his own
ass and his son's.

And a--a picture.
A prank.

A prank?

Helen had no idea I was seeing
Samantha on the side.

And Samantha, dumb bimbo,
thought it would be funny

to send Helen a picture
of us in bed.

Why'd you let her send it?

I didn't let her send it.
I was asleep.

First I knew about it was
when Helen showed up

banging on my door
an hour later, out of her mind.

By that time,
Samantha had gone home.

So you went to Samantha's
apartment to get the phone.

I told you
I never went there.

Did she go for her gun
and you overpowered her?

Is that what happened?

I never went there!

You don't even have
the cell phones.

You can't connect the dots.
You've got bull--

Arnold!

We should take the deal.

Shut up, Quentin.
We're not taking any deal.

We're gonna go back
in that courtroom,

and we're gonna let
the jury decide.

And you--

You're gonna wish
you never screwed with me.

Have your reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

On the count of murder
in the second degree,

we find the defendant guilty.

Get your hands
off of me.

He was going to have
this huge job in Washington.

And she would have something
to hang over his head forever.

He should've taken our offer.
Instead he's doing 25 to life.

Now, speaking of Washington,

I've had a number of calls
commending us on our work

in the MacLaren case.

His powerful friends
are washing their hands of him.

He's finished.

Order is restored.
All is right with the world.

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