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Hey.

Are you Mr. Black?

Yeah.

You scared me.

Yeah.

So, I just... Tell me why I'm here.

I have something I need done.

So do most women. You're going to have to be more specific.

But I need to... I don't know quite how to put it.

Well, you're just going to have to open your mouth and say it out loud, in full

detail, like you're talking to your priest.

Show me yours, I'll show you mine. That's how it works.

Okay.

Here.

I want you to kill him.

How much do you charge?

She was killed about an hour ago. Neighborhood screaming, called 911.

Anybody see anything?

Oh, we got SAC PD canvassing, but so far nothing. Just an average night.

Average night, average neighborhood, average murder.

Why are we here?

Because the victim is Assistant District Attorney Kelly Flower.

You worked with her? Yeah, we all did. Kelly was good people.

Forensics found a casing. Says it was a nine mil.

Almost point blank judging from the stippling.

Deputy Karna said no sexual assault, but her nightgown's ripped and tangled.

She's crawling in it.

Remodel.

Kelly's one of us.

Hightower's already approved the overtime. You know the drill.

Why is that the drill?

I mean, for everyone else, it just looks like for your own, you try harder.

We do.

It's a deterrent. It sends out a message. Nobody gets away with killing a

cop, a judge, or a DA.

Chuck can get a list of Kelly's cases, see who she put away that held a grudge.

It's not a deterrent. It's revenge, really.

I mean, and that's not a criticism, because I'm all about revenge.

I mean, revenge can be very productive.

Productive. Well, take Rigsby. Van Pelt breaks up with him. Now he's in the best

shape of his life. I mean, he's hitting the gym, what, six times a week?

Look at him.

He is brimming with sexual confidence. Jane, cut it out.

Not on my account.

It's fine.

See? Fine.

My point?

There is nothing wrong with revenge.

Van Pelt, any damage to the windows or the back door? No, nothing.

No sign of forced entry, so either she let him in or... Husband's here.

He let himself in.

Oh, my God.

No.

Tiffany wants you to call her back.

Oh, thanks.

I tell you, you're a very bad boy.

Is she?

Agent Hightower.

Morning. You two know Mark Odenthal from the DA's office?

Sure. Hey.

We're going to talk to the district attorney. What can you tell me about

Kelly's case? We're looking at anybody who had access to the house from work,

the neighborhood, the local dog park, anywhere.

Husband? Flower was too upset to talk last night. Jane and I are heading over

there now. And we've got a list of past defendants. At least four have expressed

verbal or written threats. The DA told me to give you this.

It includes her current cases.

Hang on. Hank Draber, the smuggler. Smuggling drugs, conspiracy to murder.

We haven't been able to lay a glove on him before.

Draber's trial was supposed to start next week.

I just got Judge Hildreth to grant a continuance. It'll take me three months

just to learn the file.

Go. Take Van Pelt.

Mr. Traber!

Mr. Traber!

What do you want?

So how are you getting along lately? Any problems?

You... My wife is dead.

And you're wasting your time on me?

Mr. Flower, I knew your wife.

Now we're going to find out who did this, even if it's you.

You understand?

So how were you two getting along?

We loved each other.

Everything was good.

How's the remodel?

That can be stressful.

Things were good.

But that day we fought.

That's why I went to the movies.

Over her hours.

It was just so stupid.

She was so stressed over that Draper case. You know, she called it her career

maker. That's what she said, career maker.

So you are a kid. Did it turn physical?

No.

I loved her.

I would never do anything like that.

Never.

Mr. Flower?

I got the tarp on the roof in case it rains before you want me back.

Didn't mean to interrupt.

I'll get out of your hair now.

Thank you.

That's our contractor, Kel Sylvan. He's, uh... Patrick Jane.

How you doing? Good.

You're standing in the, uh, blood.

Can I ask you a question?

Uh, would you recommend a flash hot water heater over a regular one? I mean,

I was leaning towards flash, but they're very expensive.

Well... You know, Flash will pay for itself in energy savings pretty quick,

but it depends on consumption.

Of course, that's a very good point.

Do you have a card?

Sure.

Great.

Well, maybe I'll give you a call.

Great.

Well, thanks for your time, Mr. Flower.

Thank you.

K.L. Sylvan is a dangerous psychopath, and he killed Kelly Flower.

Oh, how's that?

He had access and he looked evil.

And? When I told him he was standing in her blood, what was his reaction?

Not horror, not embarrassment. No emotion at all.

All right, I'll run it.

Excellent. Having Prince might help, no?

You know, you guys should be more careful. You almost got yourselves shot.

It's a good thing you look like cops.

We could take you in, but you'll lawyer her up and we'll all waste a lot of

time. But here we could have a nice conversation, right?

Yeah.

That sounds reasonable.

Fine. kelly flower was all set to fry your ass in court you were looking at 20

years easy now the trial's been postponed who knows how long that gives

you motive for her murder oh that one's a winner i know it is

not your business mom come on you have pretty

hair my mom's a little senile now who'd take care of your mother if kelly flower

put you in jail

You know, killing a prosecutor is almost as bad as killing a cop, right?

It's not something I want to get my hands dirty with.

I've got enough problems as it is, right, Mom?

Close your mouth, puppy.

Jane's right.

Sylvan is a killer.

Oh, you know it feels good to be right.

Prince brought up these IDs. We've got Carl Sennett, a witness in an accidental

drowning in Arizona.

Corey Sampson, who lives next door to a hit-and-run victim in Seattle.

Chad Sewell, wanted for questioning about the murder of his boss, bank

executive in Reno.

There are four of the deaths that Sylvan's linked to in Some Other Way.

He's not just a killer, he's a serial killer.

Well, saddle up.

Lock and load. Do what you do.

Go bring him in. We can't.

No. What?

All we have is that Carol Sylvan liked to change his name, not illegal, and

that bad luck followed him.

We don't even have enough for a search warrant. He'll kill again.

You know what he is, Elizabeth. Knowing isn't proving.

Rigsby, have Cho set up on Sylvan's house, 24-hour surveillance.

If he shows up, have Cho follow him. Maybe we'll get lucky.

This is ridiculous.

I know. I'm going to go with Cho.

Cho! Go.

Sylvan's smart enough to know we'll be here.

You won't be coming back.

It's a waste of time.

Yep.

What are you reading there, Chell?

Wuthering Heights.

No, I'm gonna take a stroll.

Let me know how it ends.

Not well.

Joseph Jane ditched him at Sylvan's. Have you seen him? Nope.

There's something hinky here, boss.

These are photos of some of the victims linked to Sylvan.

Different ages, sexes, races?

Exactly. A serial killer almost always hunts the same kind of prey. This

doesn't make sense as a serial killer's MO.

It does when you look at Sylvan's financials.

It tracked bank records for all the IDs we could find.

Sylvan received substantial payments just before and just after each death.

He kills for money.

He's a hitman.

A psychopath who made money from his hobby.

It's outstanding. You do something you love, you never have to work a day in

your life.

Where the hell have you been?

Me? Oh, I've been around.

I found a website registered to one of his old identities.

It says to call Mr. Black for odd jobs of any sort.

Well, I guess we should give him a call.

Uh, Grace, do you happen to have any photographs of, uh, you know, ex

-boyfriends?

I want you to kill him.

How much do you charge?

Ask him again, Grace. You're a busy lady. You don't have all night.

Are you going to answer me or not?

I want the bastard dead.

Soon. She's convincing.

I'm trying to work here.

Okay.

I charge $50,000.

What you're asking is pretty easy. I mean, you're just going to have to stop

thinking of him as a person.

The rest is just a physics problem.

Gravity force.

That's for proof of what he does.

Torque is well and good, but I need to know that you're for real.

See, maybe you're a hitter.

Maybe you're a cop.

Long shot.

Shh. I'm trying to work here.

Now he's shooting something.

What's that?

Let's move. No, no, no. It's a test. Grace, listen. Listen very carefully.

I'm just careful, like you.

I just want to know that I have the right man.

Besides, don't you want to show me that... Besides,

don't you want to show me so you can make me afraid?

That's what you like, isn't it?

Seeing the fear.

If you show me yours, then I'll show you mine.

Look at it.

It's my last job.

That client was very happy.

Proof. That's proof.

Proof. Are we going to do business?

Yes. Yeah.

Drop the knife!

Drop the knife!

Drop the knife now!

Don't move!

On your knees!

Dale Sylvan, you're under arrest for the murder of Kelly Flower.

That's in your head.

Okay. How'd you know he had proof?

He's a narcissist.

Needs affirmation. Trophies. Who paid you to kill Kelly?

Tell him you'll feel better.

I would like to talk to my lawyer.

And I'll see you clowns in court.

Catching killers, I enjoy.

But being reminded that we're just a cog in a petty fascist machine, that is a

little depressing.

Crime fighting's hard. Suck it up. If you weren't on the witness list, I

wouldn't even let you in the same time zone as Judge Dredd. Judge Dredd? Can't

possibly be as much fun as it sounds.

I object.

This video is inflammatory and prejudicial. Although we'll stipulate to

the fact that Kelly Flower was murdered, we reserve our right to deny that there

is probable cause my client committed said murder.

And we also object to the chain of custody for this video.

Wow. Is that even a sentence?

Quiet in the gallery.

You say another word and you'll regret it.

Well, I'm sorry, Your Honor, but this woman is spouting nothing but ludicrous

pettifoggery and I'm a little hungry.

Your Honor, if you'll let me down, I can handle it. Mr.

Jane. That is your name, correct?

That's correct. Patrick Jane.

This court hereby finds you $1,000.

Make it $2,000 and let me tell this tiresome woman to move it along.

$2,000 then.

Okay.

Counselor, you heard the man. Move it along.

So, Agent Lisbon, let's get back to this video.

That night was the first time you'd ever seen it?

Yes. Are you sure?

Objection. Asked and answered. I'll move on, Your Honor.

So you never entered Mr. Sylvan's apartment and looked at the video on his

computer or instructed anyone else to do so? No. Well, then I need you to answer

a puzzling question.

Your Honor, I would like to enter this into evidence as Defense Exhibit 1.

Uh-oh.

I got this mug from Mr. Sylvan's sink, but he didn't put it there.

So? So tell me, how is it that this mug has Mr.

Jane's fingerprints on it?

Agent Lisbon, did your consultant break into Mr.

Sylvan's home without a warrant? No.

No, of course not.

You may have a moment to confer with Agent Lisbon. You make it quick. This is

getting interesting.

Mail it.

You knew Sylvan had proof.

You'd already seen it.

I have no idea what you're talking about. Tell us what happened now.

I was with Joe. We were staking out Sylvan's place. I decided I wanted to

take a walk.

I happened upon Sylvan's door unlocked.

And like any concerned citizen, I went in to look around and check that the

place hadn't been robbed.

Then I left.

That's it.

Oh, crap.

What's the story, Mr. Odenfall?

Your Honor, Mr.

Jane did enter Mr. Sylvan's residence, but only because he feared there was an

intruder inside.

You mean one besides himself?

It's not like I took anything, Your Honor.

Your Honor, what Mr.

Jane is trying to say...

is that he's not a state agent. He's a private consultant.

Therefore, there's no Fourth Amendment violation.

Mr. Jane is a charlatan who has made a mockery of our legal system on numerous

occasions. In fact, a few months ago, he refused to take a woman to the hospital

for poisoning until she confessed to a murder.

She was not poisoned in the first place, and it was just a very clever ruse.

Quiet, Mr. Jane.

What's worse?

You should be ashamed of yourself.

You too, Agent Lisbon. You're the law.

I hold Mr. Jane's search to be illegal, and any evidence discovered then or

during the sting is hereby excluded as fruit of the poisonous tree.

Video, out.

Any statements made by the defendant, Agent Van Pelt, out. Your Honor, I

object. Your anger is clouding your judgment. Mr. Odenthal, do you have any

evidence of any kind that your consultant hasn't crapped all over?

No, Your Honor.

Well, then the people v. Sylvan is hereby dismissed for lack of evidence.

Mr. Sylvan, you're free to go.

This is ridiculous, Your Honor. This is wrong.

This don't make no sense.

I was seeing you.

He killed my wife.

How can he go free?

Bring in the next case.

I had a confession.

I had video.

I had an airtight case.

And it's all out.

How could you break into his place? Easy. The lock on the back door is very

flimsy. Mark, I apologize.

I do. Also, I didn't think I'd be found out. I mean, how was I to know they were

going to dust from my fingerprints?

You let a killer back on the streets. Actually, I got the killer off the

streets. Keeping him off the streets?

Your job. You're blaming me?

I'm not the one who got the murder weapon tossed. Court is theater.

Whatever side has the best liar wins. Usually that's you, but today she was

better.

You're an arrogant little bastard. Oh, easy with the steel, brother. Oh, relax.

It's not loaded.

Look, Mark, there is no double jeopardy here. We can still take this to trial. I

will find new evidence, I promise.

You're a menace.

When I'm DA, you'll never work with this office again.

So ambitious.

Not your call, Mark. Not then, not now. You're defending him.

Thank you, Lisbon. Shut up, Jane.

I thought you two trusted each other.

So did I.

We do. We have trust.

I didn't tell her because I didn't want her to be complicit and then have to lie

about it later.

Some partnership you got going on here.

I'll have to send you home while the professional standards unit does its

thing. Five days at least. Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's not her fault. That will be

the PSU's determination, no doubt.

This is just the situation we talked about, Patrick.

Agent Lisbon is responsible for the actions of her team members, including

you. Yes, ma'am.

Is that all?

Yes.

Lisbon, I'm so sorry. I really... Jane!

Elizabeth needs some time off.

A few days off will do her good.

Nice talking with you.

Here.

Ricky, go back through Sylvan's financials. Van Pelt, take another look

at Kelly's video of her murder. See if we missed anything.

Hey. I'll serve up Sylvan as your welcome back present, okay?

Ooh.

It's a little chilly in here.

Do you want to go get a coffee?

Oh, come on. Look at the bright side. You get five days off, you get five days

off from me.

Joe, you're in charge. He's your problem now.

That's good. Joe's a big boy. He knows how to look after me.

You want to get a coffee?

Did you bring your book?

Could be a bit of a wait.

What are we doing here?

You're so mad with me about Lisbon's suspension.

Yeah, it's your fault.

Yeah.

You know, murderers take risks.

Sometimes in order to catch these risk-takers, we have to take risks.

There can be fallout. Tell me what's going on or I'm out of here.

Okay.

I looked in Sylvan's kitchen cabinets.

Not much of a tea selection.

He's a coffee geek.

Drinks only the best fresh-roast coffee.

And the best fresh roasted coffee in Sylvan's neighborhood.

He's in this place here. It's kind of thin.

Yeah. But I'm 100% confident in it.

Thank goodness.

What if the judge warned us not to talk to Sylvan without his lawyer?

Talk? This is two guys bumping into each other in a coffee line.

Jane.

That's a funny coincidence.

I told you I'd be seeing you.

Yeah.

Well, you look well.

I gotta say.

You're in a very relaxed state.

I confess that you killed Kelly Flower.

And a huge burden will be lifted.

Funny guy.

Sense of humor. That's great.

Yeah. Well, maybe I did something wrong.

Sorry to bother you.

Accident's happening.

Yeah.

Hypnosis. Great plan.

No, that would be silly. Hypnosis is illegal.

I was a misdirect so that I could search his jacket pockets and find...

A button, fluff, and some sand.

Yeah, it's a little anticlimactic.

Do you have an evidence baggie?

You're walking home.

I could just carry it.

So Sylvan's financials are clean. There's just one thing I don't get.

At the end of every month, he withdraws just over two grand in cash.

He has no family, no girlfriend.

Sounds like rent.

This apartment's only 900, and he writes a check for that.

No, not his apartment. His home.

A place to store his tools, process his victims, keep his trophies. A murder

house. And if he's paying cash, it's a fair bet the name Cale Sylvan won't be

on the lease.

The place could be anywhere.

Maybe I can narrow it a little. Look at this.

This is from the Sylvan murder video.

It's a bag he's holding.

It's from Ab's gym.

We show his picture around the gym. Maybe we find someone that knows his

other address. There's a dozen Ab's gyms around here. It'll take days to canvass

them. Well, I'll start with the ones by the river. The sand Jane found in

Sylvan's pocket, it's river sand, not ocean sand.

How'd you know? We're in Sacramento. We got a river, not an ocean. There's only

one Avisham near the river, on Dos Robles.

On my way.

If you get an address, go straight to Judge Hilder and get a search warrant.

We'll take down Sylvan today.

Oh, shut up.

Shouldn't embezzle all that money, you big baby.

Time to go

to work.

I

don't

think you're going to want to look at this.

Hold this up.

Let me see your hands!

Let me see your hands!

Get your hands off of me! Get your hands off of me! Well, come

on, Gun.

I hope you brought more people!

You son of a bitch!

Are you okay?

You're okay.

You got it? Yeah.

There we go.

Send the victim to the hospital.

He'll be okay.

Just three or four years of therapy. Good.

Yeah, the look's not so scary when your hand comes, buddy.

Either you tell us who hired you or you're looking at a slam-dunk death

penalty.

Maybe we could come to some kind of arrangement.

Joe, get out!

10-33, shot fired. Hand down!

We need paramedics now.

GSW to the chest.

Shot came from the north of the location. North of the location.

Let's get a bird in the air now.

Son of a bitch, Stant.

Call in another team for the back of the house.

Thanks.

There's eight bodies so far, and that's just the one Sylvan's clients didn't

want found.

They're going to be clearing missing persons cases for a month.

Any luck on the shooter?

Not much.

Kill shot came from that hillside.

Covered two football fields away.

That's a tough shot.

So I guess whoever employed Sylvan hired a second shooter to cover his tracks.

Thing is, how did that client know that Sylvan had become a liability?

That's a good question.

Where's Jane?

Hey. This better be good. I was catching up on my team though.

Liar. You're reading.

But what?

Progress reports?

No.

Whatever.

It's going to be a lot of fun.

I'm going into the Draper's lair.

It's not a lair. It's an office. And no, you're not. Oh, yes, I am.

They seem kind of scary. You wouldn't want me to get hurt, would you? Don't

bet on it. Why the Draper's?

No hunch.

They're key in this somehow.

You think they hired someone?

Well, they certainly looked the part.

Why the hell didn't you call Joe?

Well, you were closer.

Cold show.

I'm not even armed.

More lies.

You have at least two guns in that car.

Three? Oh, my.

Who's the poster girl for the NRA?

I'm telling you, I got nothing to do with the prosecutor dying.

And the Sylvan guy? Never heard of him before I saw him on the news.

Hello?

Hi. Gonna win big.

Can't buy a washing machine.

She's a treasure.

Hey, you want to leave her alone? She's a little soft in the head, okay?

You know, Hank, as you were talking to Lisbon here, I couldn't help but notice

you kept looking at your mother as if you were checking for her approval.

I mean, most tough guys are scared of their mothers, but Hank, you're quaking.

Your friend's crazier than my mom.

Digging those nails.

Flucked eyebrows, puffed hair. Did you do the makeover, Hank?

No, I didn't think so.

Time for my stories, Hanky.

Okay, Hanky.

You are upsetting her, okay?

So leave her alone.

Easy.

This is brilliant.

Lisbon, this is brilliant.

You are a treasure.

You're running this whole operation, aren't you? Hank's just a figurehead to

take the heat.

Huh? Tell me I'm right. You know, I should have checked the shoes.

I told you about looking at me, didn't I?

You think you're so damn clever.

What clever is, is clever does.

And you've just made a very stupid move.

Boys!

Oh, dear.

How clever are you now, exactly?

We're cops.

Just be cool.

Put the weapons down now.

You put your gun down, Miss Lisbon, and you can live.

Come on, get in.

I was right about Annabelle, anyway.

Congratulations.

So we're good, right?

You're not going to put a hit out on me?

You've moved on.

That's good.

I've moved on, too.

Well, I'm glad.

That's right.

You guys heard from Jane?

No.

Hello?

Anybody?

Hello?

I didn't really see anything.

It's kind of a draft right here, though, if you just... Just there.

No food, no water.

This is not good.

Well, I suppose we should draw straws to see who eats who first.

Yeah, right.

Draw straws with a professional cheat.

Why so grumpy?

It's not like we're gonna die here.

Draper's don't want us dead.

Huh?

Come here and get a little bit of this breeze. It'll cheer you up. Come here.

Looked quite as nice as a river breeze, but it's not bad.

Feeling that?

Good.

River breeze.

Wait a minute.

I live nowhere near the docks.

That's good. It's a terrible neighborhood.

You said you called me because I was closer, but the HQ is only 15 minutes

from the docks.

I'm just, I'm bad with distances.

Always have been.

Patrick J., you were trying to help me.

You thought if I made a big bust, the PSU would get off my back.

You know, I'm always going to save you, Elizabeth, whether you like it or not.

I don't need to be saved.

I knew this would end a disaster the day I signed on with you.

One day, I'm going to get fired because of you. That's just the way it is.

Well, some people might ask why you signed on with me in the first place.

Gets a lot of bad guys.

Most days, that's enough.

Also, I can't... Shh, I think I hear something.

Somewhere up there. Where?

Hello? Hello?

Over here!

In here!

Around the front! The big latch! I told you I would save you.

Sac PD found Jane's car at the docks. Lisbon's too.

No sign of them or the Dravers. Call Sac PD, ICE, and the Coast Guard. Have them

search every vehicle, warehouse, and boat the Dravers own.

Van Pelt.

Oh, slow down. Get your wingspeed.

Um, see... Uno, uno momento, por favor.

Can you?

I'll call you back.

It's the Federales, I think.

Something about Jane and a goat?

Louise Willett robbed the very people she was supposed to be taking care of.

And she spent that money. I'm sorry, Odenthal. I'll need to borrow your judge

for a second.

Mr. Jane, we are in session.

Yes, we would have come earlier, but we had quite a long walk getting here.

It won't take a second. We just need one of your fancy arrest warrant things for

Annabelle Drever. She'll give you the details. Jane, get out of here.

Mr. Jane, there are no phones in my courtroom. I'm very sorry. That's $1

,000, Mr. Jane. Kind of busy.

Sure.

Listen, I'm kind of in the middle of something, so I'll call you back.

$2,000.

Sure. Now.

Really? $3,000.

Joe? $4,000. Your Honor, I move for a mistrial.

$5,000. Do not cause to be another case. Give me that phone. Give it to me. Your

Honor,

battery.

Phyllis, would you arrest this man, please?

Please, Ben.

Here you go, Joe.

I'm on suspension.

No badge, no authority.

Oh, thanks for bailing me out. Lisbon wasn't answering her phone for some

reason. The judge is really pissed. So is Odenthal. They want to make an

example.

It's not just contempt of court, Jane. It's battery.

Battery against a peace officer.

Penal code section 242 et sec. I love the Latin.

You know there's 30 kinds of battery charges?

Yes.

This stuff is fascinating.

You know, I could be my own lawyer.

You're going to represent yourself?

You represent yourself. You're an idiot.

Uh, it's actually he who is his own lawyer has a fool for a client.

It's much catchier.

Could be fun, Joe.

This may be a, um, somewhat informal hearing, but you still must respect this

court, or you will go directly back to jail.

You read me?

Yeah, you bet I do.

Mr. Jane asked me to come.

Do you know why?

I have no idea.

Let's get right to it, Mr. Jane.

Is it true that yesterday you tweaked the assistant district attorney's nose

in this very room?

Speaking of yourself in the third person, Mark, you gotta admit, it sounds

a little silly.

Yes, I tweaked your nose.

Your Honor, we're done here. Mr. Jane admits the crime. But in my defense, you

were being very annoying.

Mr. Jane, you're out of order. You're out of order?

You're out of order? This whole trial's out of order!

Oh, come on. You gotta admit, you walked right into that one.

Okay.

All right, my turn to question you guys. Yes.

Wait. You guys?

Plural?

Well, you're both witnesses.

When I'm cross-examining myself... Do I have to stand down there and ask the

questions and run back up here and answer them?

Mr. Jane, you stay put.

Okay. Mr. Odenfall, you take a deep breath.

Proper defendants are given a certain amount of latitude.

You know that. God help us all.

Judge Hildred, are you now or have you ever been a member of the Communist

Party? What? No.

Mr. Odenfall, do you own a gun?

What? Are you a good shot?

Don't answer that. How about you, Your Honor? Any good with a gun?

The person that killed Cale Sylvan, they estimated, was more than 200 yards away.

That is a great shot.

It's why we assume there was a second hitman.

Mr. Jane, please, sit down.

Were you having an affair with Kelly Flower?

No. But isn't it true that you delight in killing small, furry animals?

You're a hunter.

This is irrelevant.

Oh. This is how we solve a murder. Are you saying you don't want me to solve a

murder? Of course I do. Then answer the question, sir. Answer it or tell me why

you won't.

I go duck hunting every season.

And what kind of gun do you use to kill these defenseless ducks?

A 10-gauge shotgun.

And would you consider yourself a very good marksman?

Last season, I bagged a mallard at 60 yards.

Well, that's not bad. Not bad at all.

Ten gauge, three inch shell, three inches of hell, three inches of death.

Three and a half.

I mean, I think.

Right? So you must be a hunter too.

No, I... Then what's that dead beast in your office, Mark?

What is that? Did you just get it off Craigslist?

Well, I... I mean, yes, I used to hunt.

Just not anymore.

But you still know your way around a gun, don't you?

Oh, relax.

It's not loaded.

You own your own rifle, don't you?

You heard that the judge had issued a warrant for Sylvan's murder house, and

you knew that you had to silence Sylvan before he talked.

Choke it in!

You had to silence him before he named you as his client.

The client who hired him to kill Kelly Flower. Your Honor, this is completely

ridiculous. So prove it.

Let us search your house. If we don't find a gun, I'll apologize.

Let him do the search, Mark.

No.

No? No.

I don't have to do that.

I have rights.

And you're obviously...

Prejudice against me judge and I'm going to take that up with the chief judge in

fact I'm going to do that right now. You should stay put counselor The gun

that killed Sylvan Remington 700 with scope from your garage. Oh

and We got one you're right a lot better with one of these you're a good

prosecutor, you know what this means

A sniper rifle lying in wait, murder with special circumstances.

Hello, death penalty.

But if you're willing to come clean about Kelly's murder, the DA will take

death off the table.

That is the last and only offer you'll get, you miserable sack of crap.

I realize the Drabers didn't hire Sylvan when they didn't kill Lisbon and me.

If they don't kill cops, they're certainly not going to kill an assistant

district attorney.

But the Drabers were connected somehow, weren't they?

Because their case was a career maker, according to Kelly. And you wanted to be

DA someday.

That Draper case would have made me a lock for DA.

Oh, yeah.

And it should have been me. I had seniority. It was mine. And the bitch

took it. So you hired Sylvan to kill her?

Yes. And when Sylvan was arrested, you told him you'd fix it, that he'd walk.

As prosecutor, you had that power.

And you had Sylvan tell his attorney to investigate me.

The whole DA's office knows how you operate.

The craziness.

I thought there was a good chance you'd stepped over some line or other.

Turned out you had.

It's all right. He's learned his lesson.

Yeah, I have.

I certainly have, Lisbon.

I won't be stopping for tea again.

And lights out at 9.30 and your sister at 9.

No. 9.30.

I love you.

Bye.

You wanted to see us, ma'am?

Yeah, yeah. Sit.

Before I make any final decisions, I want to make sure I understand what

happened.

You disrupted a court rule and assaulted an officer of the court so you could

question him and nearly caused him mistrial in an unrelated felony case. Is

that about right?

That's pretty accurate.

You ignored your suspension, confronted a gang of criminals without any backup,

and then participated in Mr. Jane's disruptions, assault, etc.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, then.

I'm sorry, I don't understand, ma'am. The CBI just busted a crooked DA, rooted

out corruption, and solved the murder of one of our own.

Awesome.

By the way, ICE picked up the drapers at the Canadian border.

The DA announced he'd try the case himself.

I should have done that in the first place.

I'll tell the PSU to terminate your suspension.

Welcome back.

Oh!

Patrick, Judge Hildreth's clerk called. You owe the court $16,000 in fines.

He needs a cashier's check.

Well, we caught the bad guy.

Yes, we did.

Most days, that's enough.

Yep.

You, uh, want to go to the range? Shoot something?

I'll drive.

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