All language subtitles for The Protector 1x12 - Ghosts

Okay boys,
what do you want?

I'll take two.

- I'm in for 6 large.
- Ooh.

Hey, 'Chelle.

Hey. Frankie called.

A bunch of us
are going out to a...

a late dinner.

Well, you know what?
I'd love to, but I can't.

I got to prep for court
tomorrow.

"Solitaire"
or "Bejeweled"?

"Solitaire,"

but I really do have to prep
for my testimony tomorrow.

I will see your measly $6,000.
I will raise you $2,000.

It's good to see the recession
didn't hit the divorce business.

Come on.
The kids are away at camp.

Let's have a few laughs,
maybe even meet a cute guy.

You know what? I'll take
a rain check, all right?

You guys have fun, okay?
All right, bye.

All right, Ron.
I call.

Show 'em, boys.

Aces and 8s.
Feel sorry for you guys.

Yes!

My lucky day.

Everyone on the ground,
facedown!

Don't you look at me,
pussycat.

Empty out your pockets.
No bullshit.

You, in the suit, throw out
your money -- all of it!

Dumbass.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

♪ The Protector 1x12 ♪
Ghosts
Original Air Date on September 12, 2011

= sync, corrected by elderman ==

Lieutenant?

Where's Sheppard?

Courthouse
for a testimony.

What are you doing here?

Well, , , the chief asked me
to handle this personally.

Apparently, one of the D.B.
is a big-time divorce lawyer.

Yeah, Ronald Lennox.

He did a lot
of celebrity breakups.

He was the attorney
for the Governor's wife.

It's a weekly game.

Owner figures there was something
north of 150 grand in the room.

That explains
the muscle.

That's Carlton Williams.
He worked at the club.

Shooter was a pro.
Got off a double tap

before this guy
could even pull his gun.

You ink the robber knew
there'd be security?

That'd be my bet.

How come Lennox
was the only player shot?

Maybe he did something
to provoke the robber.

Club owner
called it in,

but he's a shady dude --
owns clubs here and in Vegas.

Rap sheet's
mostly nickel and dime,

but he brags about
having friends in high places.

Well, if that's true, he could
reach out to a pro shooter,

but why hit
your own game?

He could make more in the long
run from his weekly cut.

Well, I'll round up
the other players.

Hopefully
they can clear this up.

Once S.I.D.
gets these bodies out,

let's bring in the owner.
- Okay.

Mr. Boussard,
is it "Gi" or "Guy"?

It's "Guy."

This your place?

Yes,
I'm the managing partner.

Because this looks like
an inside job.

What makes you say that?

Well, the shooter knew
when and where to enter,

knew there
was armed security.

Who'd have information
like that?

Me, my employees,
uh, the players,

anyone the players told.

That's why we have
armed security.

Why weren't you here
last night?

I was with my girlfriend.

Talk to her,
but...she's married.

And her husband's
kind of...dangerous.

I'd like to avoid
any unnecessary trouble.

Yeah, we're gonna need
her name,

plus the name of all the players
that played last night,

plus anybody who knew
about the game last night.

My customers
are high-profile.

They, uh,
rely on my discretion.

They also rely
on not getting shot.

We can take you out of here
in cuffs, if you like.

- Dealer's choice.
- Good one, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, morning, counselor.
We, uh, ready to do this?

Uh, not quite yet.
We've asked for a brief recess.

Everything okay?

Little...snafu.

Um, just sit tight.

We've got Judge Feinberg.
Nobody works faster.

Want to bet?

I talked
with the poker players.

They're coming in
before lunch.

Look at you, bringing
your "A" game this morning.

- Only game I got.
- Oh, really?

I'd like to hear a little bit
more about this game.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Well...

- Morning.
- Morning.

Hey, there.

Hi.
Uh, may I help you?

Sure. Coffee would be
great, thanks.

Who is that?

Oh, Lieutenant Valdez's
office.

Hi, I want to get off
on the right foot.

Make sure the coffee pot's
fresh, okay?

Thanks.

Um, sir,
she just walked in.

I didn't know
what to...do.

There he is.

Captain Novak.

How are you, Felix?

I'm peachy.

To what do we owe
the pleasure?

The Ronald Lennox
shooting.

Chief sent me to supervise,

manage media,
deal with the mayor's office.

So, this is temporary,
then?

I'm happy to see you,
too.

You don't mind
my using your desk?

You can set up out there,
where I can see you.

You're the Captain.

The quicker
we make the collar,

the faster I'm out of here.

Wow.
She's a piece of work, huh?

Try being married
to her.

Oh, wait,
you were married to her?

2 years, 6 months,
and 14 days.

Any other chestnuts
from my personal life

you care to crack open?
- No, sir.

Oh. Hey, 'Chelle.

- You done testifying yet?
- I wish.

The only thing
I've done so far

is school a couple of uniforms
in how to play "War."

That's right --
I'm talking about you.

Will you
please get back here?

Me and the L.T.
have been joined at the hip.

What do you know
about his ex-wife?

His first or second?
Why?

- She just set up shop in his office.
- What?

Yes. C--

Captain Lisa Novak.

She was brought in
to oversee the Lennox case.

Uh, well, I mean,
I've never met her.

I-I knew that she was a cop.

I didn't know
she outranked him.

Yeah, well,
I'll tell you what. She --

uh, I got to go.
Give 'em hell.

All right, great.
Thanks.

Ah, win.

Oh, it's yours.
Go ahead. Go ahead.

Was there anyone new
in the game?

No, it was
just the regulars.

Guy's hooked up with
some pretty shady characters.

He's a club owner.

I mean,
that's part of his charm.

Tell me about the shooter.

We did what he said.

He'd already killed
Carlton.

So, why do you think he shot
Ron Lennox and none of you?

I couldn't see anything,

but it sounded
like he wasn't cooperating.

I don't know.
I was so scared.

Maybe he was looking up.

I saw Lennox
empty his pockets,

toss out his money.

I don't think he did anything
different than the rest of us.

I think the robbery may have
been a cover to kill Lennox.

And Jason King said Lennox
cooperated the same as everyone.

He emptied his pockets.
He laid down on the floor.

Maybe the shooter picked a fight
as an excuse to kill Lennox.

Maybe.

So,
who wanted Lennox dead?

The guy was a divorce attorney.
I might have done it.

We just got a call.

Lennox's wife says
she knows who killed him.

Officers!
I am so glad you're here.

Are you here about the noise
at the Lennox's?

No, ma'am,
but it is pretty loud.

Try living here
for three years.

Come on, Mindy!
We got to stop for "gaz."

And I don't want to be late
for lunch.

I'm talking to the cops.

Come be sociable.
Come on. Say hello.

- John Parseghian.
- Sir.

You here
about the noise?

Not today, sir.

Oh.

Evelyn, come tell these cops
about life on the block.

It is a horror.

My husband is fed up. Isn't
there something you can do?

We'll make a note of it.

Thanks for coming.

How long have you two
been married, Mrs. Lennox?

Uh, 17 years.

It might surprise you,

but we actually had
a really great marriage.

My husband was a big believer
in the institution.

A romantic.

It's not what you'd expect
from a famous divorce lawyer.

Ron always advised his clients
to try and work things out.

But if that wasn't possible,
he did what he had to do.

Look, we were told
that you have some idea

who might have done this.

I do.

And Ron kept a file

of everyone who had ever
threatened him over the years.

It was about a dozen people
or so.

I'll have his office
send it to you.

But this is what
I want you to hear.

Lennox, you heartless, lowlife,
chunk of human excrement.

I hope for your wife's sake you
got your life insurance paid,

'cause I'm gonna cut you
into little pieces

and feed you to the Koi fish.

Hope this ruins your day!

Oh, and in case
you didn't recognize my voice,

it's Gerry Standing.

Please find him.

Hey, Pat. It's Felix Valdez.
Listen, I don't mind

the Chief sending in a Captain
to help out on a big case --

I-I don't even mind
giving up my office --

but come on,
my ex-wife?

At approximately
10:30 p.m. last night,

Attorney Ronald Lennox and
security guard Carlton Williams

were shot dead
at the Mirror Club in Hollywood.

As this is
an ongoing investigation,

I won't be taking any questions
at this time.

Let me tell you something.

She's only interested in a case
if it means headlines.

I know this woman.

But off the record,
I can assure you

that we've already made
considerable progress.

Well, I-I-I know
you want to put a lid on this,

but I think that
having Novak in charge is risky.

She's not a team player.

The Chief has complete
confidence in R.H.D.

I'm only here
to add technical support

and my years of experience.

No! This has nothing to do
with her and me!

Yeah, I-I-I know.
He's the chief.

Thanks.

Hey, 'Chelle,
do me a favor, okay?

Get a picture of Novak
on your phone and send it to me.

Just, you know,
be discreet.

Bye.

No, it's better
the other way.

Oh!

My God! Hey!

How are you, Brennan?
Man, you scared me.

How you doing?

I'm good. I was kind of hoping
you were the D.A.

- Nah, sorry. Just me.
- Oh, well, just you is good.

Yeah?

How are you?
You here to testify?

- Yeah, just finished.
- Oh, lucky you.

Right.

My God, when did
you make Lieutenant?

- Oh, yeah.
- That's fantastic.

About a month ago.
Pretty exciting, huh?

Wow. You know, we'll have to go out
and celebrate sometime.

Yeah,
how about tonight?

Well, actually,
you know what?

As luck would have it,
my kids are out of town.

I could probably do that.
Yeah.

Can Amy drive in
and meet us, or...

oh, that's right. No, you
probably wouldn't have, uh...

probably wouldn't have heard
about that.

About a year ago,
I, uh...

I joined
the divorced cops club.

Oh.

- I'm sorry.
- It's all right.

I didn't hear about it.
Yeah.

Well, welcome aboard.

- Thank you.
- You know the secret handshake yet?

Well, maybe you can teach me
that tonight.

What do you think?
Summer's, say, uh, 7:00?

- Uh, yeah, okay. Great.
- Yeah? Good.

- All right.
- Good, it's a date.

- Okay, it's a date.
- All right, good.

- See you then.
- Okay.

It's a date.

Mr. Standing,
do you know why you're here?

I assume
my ex-wife fabricated

some new accusations
against me.

Did I drive
within a mile of her house

and do something against
the restraining order?

Where were you
last night?

I was home.
With my daughter.

Yesterday was my day
to pick her up at school.

What --
what's going on here?

You made
a series of threats

against Ronald Lennox.

Yeah.

You got me.

- I plead guilty.
- To killing him?

Are you saying
Lennox is dead?

Oh, yeah.
You seem devastated.

I'm sorry
if I don't openly mourn,

but the divorce ruined my life
and left me bankrupt.

And those two
won't leave me alone.

You know, I used to be a broker.
Then the recession came.

I had to get a job
as a bookkeeper.

Well, the two of them came
after me for underemployment.

And get this --
her family's worth millions.

So, you had many reasons
to want Lennox dead.

Did I want him to die
of ball cancer? Yeah.

But I didn't kill him.

I want you to find
current contacts for these guys,

poor bastards who Lennox
really put through the mill.

Yeah, well, some of them
probably deserved it.

Well, do we like
Standing for the murders?

The odds of him hiring a pro
to kill Lennox?

Feels like a long shot.

Uh-oh. Here we go.

Have you solved it?

So, what have we got?

People who have threatened
the life of Ron Lennox.

Angry divorced men.
How sad.

So, none of these guys
have the money or the access

to hire a pro, and we need to
tie them to Boussard's club.

Who's this older man?
He looks familiar.

That's Henry Sherman.
He made his fortune in oil.

Wow.

So, he's got money.
What's his connection to Lennox?

Lennox broke the prenup

Sherman had
with his 24-year-old wife,

got her like
50 million bucks.

Sherman vowed publicly
to kill Lennox.

Sounds dishy.

Doesn't mean he did it.

Is this Cake Gibson,
the record producer?

You mean the felon?

He's done time
for manslaughter --

hung his brother-in-law out
of a 20-story window by his feet

because he didn't believe
his pockets were empty.

Gibson lost millions to
his ex-wife because of Lennox.

So, why are we standing here?
Go talk to him.

Let me explain something
to you.

We can't just pick off

a murderer who will make
the biggest splash.

We need more
before we can go talk to him.

This guy's entire entourage
are gangsters,

and he can afford
a professional hit.

That's a suspect to me.

There wasn't as much cash
as you said.

Another $50,000,
and you'll never see me again.

Omar Rivera.
He's a known hit man.

Whoever shot him
snatched his gun.

You can see from
the empty holster on his back.

But this is
what I wanted to show you.

R.V.L.

Aren't those the initials
of our poker victim?

Ronald Vincent Lennox,
yeah.

So, whoever shot him took his
gun so we couldn't get a match

but didn't count
on him having that money clip.

Executions,
double crosses --

it's looking
like organized crime.

Assure the mayor and the D.A.

that all of the resources
at the department's disposal

are being deployed
to find the Lennox killers.

I'm all over this.

There used to be a time
when you looked at me

like I was your favorite person
in the world.

Was I drinking?

Look, Chief asked me
to come in on this.

I'm a good cop. I go where
I'm ordered, just like you.

Only difference is
is that I do it in heels.

I always liked that
about you.

Heard
you got married again.

Come in.

Mrs. Lennox I.D.'d
the money clip as her husband's.

So Omar Rivera's
definitely our shooter.

Two years ago,
on his parole report,

Rivera listed he was working
security at Cake Records.

That's a hell
of a coincidence.

The only thing missing
is how did Cake know

Lennox was gonna be
at that poker game?

Let's go talk
to Mr. Gibson.

Hope you're enjoying
your day off.

Oh, yeah.
Living the dream.

Listen, I'm just happy
to be out of the office.

Oh, yeah,
I heard about your ex-wife.

Hey, actually, you've been
through this a couple times.

Let me ask you something.

How do you know when
you're ready to start dating?

That's
why you called me?

Yeah, well,
the reason I ask

is I ran into Jack Brennan
here, right?

And I noticed
that he made Lieutenant, okay?

And I said we should celebrate.
He said tonight.

I said okay, you know,
thinking that I would go out

with him and Amy like we used to
when he worked in R.H.D.

Then he tells me
that he's divorced.

- So it's a date.
- Yeah, it's like a date-date,

only I didn't know
until it was too late.

I mean, here Detective Cummings
has been asking me out

for months and month,
and months, right?

And I keep saying,
"No, I'm not ready yet."

And now I'm having dinner
with Jack Brennan.

And, yeah, okay,
sure, I know him better.

But still, I just --
I don't know.

I just don't think I'm ready,
you know?

I-I-I think
I'm gonna cancel.

Listen,
y-y-you got to eat.

Felix, I haven't been on
a first date in, like, 15 years.

I would not know
where to begin.

Okay,
here's what you do.

You meet at a restaurant
and you order food.

Drinks are good, too.

- What if it's horrible?
- You'll be fine.

Seven up!

Nice.

Can I help you two?

I'm Detective Dulcett.
This is Lieutenant Valdez.

We'd like to speak
to Mr. Gibson.

You got an appointment?

We're hoping
he might be available.

Yeah, I got two LAPD cops
here to see Cake.

Mm-hmm.

End of the hall
on the right.

You have a great day.

Nice attitude.

Whatever.

Work on that.

Nice gun.

How you doing, today?

So, you're acquainted
with the deceased, Ron Lennox.

Hell yeah,
we were acquainted.

The man lived
out my damn pocket.

- How's that?
- My wife's divorce settlement.

Paid for half
that big house of his.

Dude had some huevos
going up against me like that.

What about Omar Rivera?
You know him?

He used to work for me.
I had to let him go.

Couldn't screw up my own parole,
associating with a known felon.

You telling me none of those
guys out there are felons?

Not a one.

There's a couple of retired cops
out there, too.

Every one of those guns
registered by the state.

God bless America.

I talk to my P.O.
like two times a day.

Omar Rivera was suspected
in the shooting of Ron Lennox.

- "Was"?
- Rivera's dead, too.

I ain't got nothing to do
with none of that.

As for Lennox,
if I was gonna kill him,

I would roast him alive
like a stuffed pig.

You know Guy Boussard?

Of course I know him.
Why?

Lennox was shot
in Guy's place.

You want to quit doling out
information in dribs and drabs,

I might help you.

We're asking if you hired
Omar Rivera to kill Lennox

and then took out Rivera
to cover your tracks.

Is that concise enough
for you?

If I did that, would I
be here talking to you two,

or would I be lawyering up?

I vote talking to us.

Done here.

And don't worry
about me leaving town.

Hell, I don't even go
to the Valley.

Any luck
finding Boussard?

Mnh-mnh, we sent uniforms
to his house and his club,

but it looks like
he's in the wind.

We got to get him
to flip on Gibson.

What do you think
she's doing in there?

I didn't even know
that office had blinds.

My guess
is she's sacrificing a goat.

Good night, all.

Don't look at me.

Hey, 'Chelle,
do you have a minute?

Hey, how'd it go today?

Oh, well, not so great.
I didn't get to testify,

so I have to go back
to court tomorrow

and I-I have a date tonight.
- What?!

- With who?
- Jack Brennan.

Jack Brennan?
Wow, that's weird.

No, no, not you.
Not you.

Listen, Jack Brennan's
a good-looking guy.

Wait a minute.
I thought he was married.

Not anymore.

Listen, I'm, uh --
I'm running kind of late.

And I-I really don't know
what to wear. Can you help?

- Okay, well, video chat me.
- All right.

You see me?

- Yo.
- Look at this outfit.

Okay, hang on.
What do you think?

Hey,
that is super cute.

- What is it? Pants?
- Oh, no, hang on.

What do you think? Huh?

I never get to see you
in a skirt.

Is it weird?

It's weird, isn't it?
Is it too weird?

How is a skirt weird? Come on,
you're overthinking it.

N-- oh, you know --
wait -- wait one sec.

All right.

What do you think of this?
Look at this. What do you think?

Oh, now that right there,
that is --

that's -- that's money.

That is not too casual,
not too fussy.

The skirt's the best,
isn't it?

Yeah,
go with the skirt.

Yeah, all right.
Thanks, 'Chelle.

All right.
It's just a date.

You know,
it's a roast-beef sandwich,

not a live grenade.

You can actually pick it up
with your hands

and, you know,
take a bite.

Like, I've seen you do it
a hundred times before.

Yeah, but I just --
I was trying to, you know...

Eat like a girl.

- Yeah, I guess a little bit, yeah.
- Don't.

I always liked it
when you enjoyed your food.

Well, thank you.
I, uh -- yeah, I guess.

You know, the truth is,
I-I-I -- I just --

I really don't do this a lot,
you know, uh, date.

- Really?
- Never. I never date.

Could have had me fooled.

What about you?

Do you, uh --
do you go on a lot of dates?

Oh, well, you know...

I mean, uh...

- No.
- No?

Oh, God. Um...

You know,
I was really sorry to hear

about you and Amy
splitting up.

I-I know how hard
that is.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, it's been a year,
and I'm okay.

And she's, uh...
she's really okay.

I liked her.

She could always
make me laugh. Just...

Well, not really,
you know, so much laugh

as just get along
with s-someone like that

who's just easy, just mildly
amusing, sometimes anecdotally.

I mean, you know, well,
she -- she annoyed me sometimes.

It's okay. It's okay.
Just...

Okay. Yeah. Okay.

Um...

Can you please pass
the horseradish?

Border Patrol just stopped
Guy Boussard

on his way into Mexico

with 400 grand in cash
and a suitcase full of guns.

You think
he was running from us?

I think he's running
for his life.

Okay, I can see how having
your ex-wife as your C.O.

might be
a little uncomfortable.

Root canal's
a little uncomfortable.

Colonoscopy's a little uncomfortable.
But it is temporary.

Sister Mary Elizabeth
taught us hell was forever.

Son of a bitch.

So, I'm taking a drive
to Cabo,

and I get hauled back to L.A.
in cuffs.

Is there a law
against going on holiday?

Let's see, 400 grand in cash,
2 Glocks, a Sig .45,

and a dozen boxes of ammo --
that's some holiday.

Who asked you to drop a dime
on Lennox?

I didn't do that.

Okay, we warned you. Okay?
We warned you yesterday.

Get out in front of this
or get run over.

I think you sold Lennox out
because you had to,

not because you wanted to.

That scary guy who called
this cleaning house, right?

That's why you bolted
to Mexico.

I got nothing to say.

- We can keep you safe.
- Witness Protection?

No, thanks.

Okay. All right,
what about this?

We like Cake Gibson
for this.

You don't help us,
I can call Cake

and tell him
we had a little talk.

Then maybe Cake will want to
have a bigger talk with you

after that.

It wasn't Cake.

Then tell me
who it was.

No?

Okay.
You had your chance.

Grissini.

You want to try again?

I'm telling you,
it was Grissini.

Marcello Grissini? That's
the name you want to give us?

That's the only name
I've got.

No one's seen Marcello Grissini
in 15 years.

It's like saying
"Jimmy Hoffa."

Look, I'm not an idiot.

The old man called me,
asked me

if Lennox was playing in
my poker game, and I-I said yes.

Now, why the hell would
Grissini call you himself?

'Cause this guy called first,
from Vegas.

I didn't believe it.

I said, "I got to hear that
straight from the horse's mouth."

How do you know
it was really him?

'Cause I met him once,
years ago, in Vegas.

And he remembered
everything.

I don't have much time.
Read me the text.

Well, all it said was,
"Thanks for last night.

- I had a nice time. Jack."
- Okay. How did it end?

Well, I offered to split
the bill. He refused.

He walked me to my car,
and he said, "good night."

Did you hug him?

Well,
it was more like a...

Like a side hug,
you know?

Sort of like a drive-by.

Well, hugs are good.

One time after a date,
I shook a guy's hand.

Seriously?
That's kind of cold.

I told you.
It could have gone much worse.

Do not obsess over this.

No, I won't.

This is
Special Agent Pete Quinnell.

He works organized crime
for the bureau.

Every year, there's about
100 bogus Grissini sightings

here in L.A. alone.

This was
a professional mob-style hit.

The shooter got erased,

and the same mann our witness
fingered Grissini.

This could definitely be
organized crime.

But if Grissini is alive,

then why would he risk
blowing his cover on this?

Well, here's a list of people
Lennox faced in court.

Any of those names
jump out at you?

- Uh, Cake Gibson.
- We're looking into him.

Any previous connection
between Cake and Grissini?

None that we know of.

Maybe it's Cake that
Boussard's really scared of,

and this whole Marcello Grissini
thing is just a misdirect?

Well, a data dump on Boussard's
cell shows a call that night

from a pay phone.
- Who the hell uses a pay phone?

Well, felon's used to
so they wouldn't get traced.

Maybe we're talking about an old
felon that's used to that M.O.

This guy Henry Sherman
threatened to kill Lennox.

He looks like he's about
the right age for Grissini.

- Did you run him?
- No arrests or convictions.

Agent Quinnell...

I'd like to apologize
on behalf of this department.

I think we've brought you in

on yet another
bogus Grissini sighting.

But --

Clearly Boussard is
just trying to save his own neck

by leading us
down a blind alley.

Lieutenant Valdez
shouldn't have wasted your time.

I'm sorry.

Bring in
this Henry Sherman,

just to dot our I's
and cross our T's.

I'll be right back.

You didn't just throw us
under the bus in there

because you think
we're wrong.

You did it because
you think we may be right.

- And why would I do that?
- You want to make sure

you get this collar
instead of the F.B.I.

R.H.D. has done
all the legwork.

And I want R.H.D.
to get all the credit.

Guy Boussard made bail.
They're signing the paperwork now.

Tail him in case
he tries to disappear again.

Yes.

L.T., you're
gonna want to see this.

12 year ago, Henry Sherman
was earning minimum wage

at a soda-bottling plant.

Just two years later,
he's an oil tycoon.

So, if the background's
fake, Sherman very well

may be Marcello Grissini.

I get it. Compare their prints
to their files.

Sherman has no record,
not under that name,

anyway, so there's no prints.

So, bring him in.

Mr. Sherman, when was the last
time you saw Ron Lennox?

In court,
maybe five years ago.

You threatened
to kill him.

I was angry.

My ex-wife and I
had an agreement,

and he had it
thrown out in court.

15 years ago,

you were putting caps on
cola bottles in North Carolina.

How is it that, two years later,
you're a multimillionaire?

Dumb luck.

I bought into an oil rig.
It hit pay dirt.

What does this have to do
with Ron Lennox?

You want some more
of that?

Yes, thank you.

Check this against the prints
we have on Marcello Grissini.

This guy's
definitely hiding something.

Sir...

You're not really
Henry Sherman, are you?

- Wait a second, I...
- You know what?

If you're hiding something,
you'd better tell me right now.

I am h-Henry Sherman.

But you weren't born
with that name, were you?

Rodolfo Fernandez.

I learned English
at Oxford.

I was a petroleum engineer
in Nicaragua.

If I came back to America
through usual channels,

I would have been forced
to come with nothing.

So I bought myself
an American passport.

What happened
with the real Henry Sherman?

He retired happily
in Mexico.

I picked him
because he had a good name.

Sherman,
like the General.

Prints aren't a match.

4, William, 23!
4, William, 23!

I got a vehicle fire
at 4th and Main!

I need a bomb squad
and backup!

Excuse me?

Excuse me!
Uh, yeah, yeah.

Uh, those are color-coded
and alphabetized.

The cabinet didn't organize
itself. No, no.

Maybe if you just, you know,
sort of slowed down

and thought about
the time and effort

that went into making it
look like that,

then you wouldn't be
in such a rush to ruin it.

You're Detective Sheppard,
right?

I'm Judge Feinberg.

You're supposed to give
testimony in my courtroom today.

Oh. Hi.

You know,
we've been moving along

at such a good pace
in there,

but I'm gonna heed
your advice

and
slow things down.

- No need to rush, right?
- No...

I'll get to you sometime.

Now, you take good care
of that wall.

I will.

Car bomb says
this is organized crime.

That points us back
to Marcello Grissini.

I'm gonna call in to a cop

who works organize crime
in Grissini's hometown.

He'll give us his habits,
who his running buddies were.

Captain pulled us
off that angle.

She did a press briefing

explaining
why Guy Boussard's car

blew up
in the middle of downtown.

Sir, Detective Russo,
line three.

Sal, it's Felix Valdez.

We met at the F.O.P. Convention
in Boston.

Sure, I remember.
You're a funny guy.

So, Marcello Grissini.

"The Ghost"?
Sure, what about him?

Did he ever use a car bomb
out there?

Joe Dipuccio back in '94.
Louie d'Andrea back in '89.

Any known associates
still alive here, in Vegas?

Nothing in L.A..
A couple in Vegas.

His cousin, Mike, died there
the past year in a "gaz" fire.

Grissini never married.
Was there a steady girlfriend?

Barbara McCarthy, showgirl,
about 10 years younger than him,

disappeared the same time.

Okay, thanks, Sal.
That's a big help.

No worries.

Can I get a look

at those complaint reports
from the Lennox house?

Yeah. I got them
around here somewhere.

Wait, hold up.

This is it right here.
There you go.

Here's that woman,
Evelyn,

but there's nothing from
that couple we talked to.

What were their names?

- Uh, the Parseghians?
- Right.

If they're so ticked off
about the noise,

why didn't they file
a complaint?

And did you notice
how Detective Russo

pronounced the word "gas"
gaz?

I've got an aunt in Philly.
They all say it that way.

Should we wait
for Captain Novak?

Hell no.

You folks
taking a trip?

Yeah. We're going to visit
John's cousin.

In Philadelphia?

In Philly? No.

- Put the bag down.
- Put your bags down. Let's go.

Drop it! Drop it now!
Put your purse down.

Put the bag down right now!
Turn around. Turn around!

Turn around. Put your
hands behind your back.

Miss, let's go.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say or do

will be held against you
in the court of law.

You have a right
to an attorney.

We got your prints.

We know you're
Marcello Grissini.

I haven't been him
in a long time.

Yeah, about 15 years.

Why would you risk
your cover for this?

You heard the racket.
Drove me crazy.

These people
in Los Angeles,

I don't know
who they think they are.

I went to talk to Lennox
man to man.

But he was a prick!

He disrespected me!

And I can't let that go!

Why is he giving us
all this?

He knows it's over.

The feds already have him
for six murders.

What's three more?

Four.

Four.

Why did you call
Guy Boussard yourself?

I guess
I let my guard down.

I'm old.
I'm out of practice.

But that schmuck,
I took him down with me.

You know,
you could have just moved.

But then
he'd still be alive.

Congratulations, Captain.

I hope this helps get you
wherever it is you want to go.

Ooh, vanilla syrup.

Is that how you're
celebrating these days????

You know, in case you ever
come back, this is the kitchen.

Coffee is kept here.

First-aid drawer is here,
not that you ever bleed.

Come on, Felix.

Can't we play nice,
hmm?

Sure. You first.

I've missed you.

I'm sorry we got off
on the wrong foot.

Is that the foot you used
to kick me out of my office

in front of the entire squad?

Okay.

That was, uh,
childish of me.

Yeah.

But I guess
I'm still hurt.

As I recall, you walked out.
Not me.

That's because you didn't have
the courage to do it.

Well, that's not the word
you used at the time.

I was trying
to motivate you.

You definitely did that.

Right out the front door,
huh?

Lisa...

you left me.

I guess I just wish...

you would have fought harder
to keep me.

Two days in that room,

and the killer took a plea
before lunch.

- So it worked out.
- Yeah.

But, uh, Judge Feinberg
didn't bother to tell me

till quitting time,

so he just left me there
all afternoon.

It was horrible.

How'd the date go
last night?

I think I talk too much
or too little.

I-I don't know.
I-I really can't tell.

He sent me a politely worded
text this morning,

but that's it.

You sound disappointed.

Yeah, I guess I kind of am.
I don't know.

Hello.

- Hey. What's up, guys?
- What's happening?

Hey, would you mind
turning that up?

Most important,
Marcello Grissini,

a dangerous fugitive,
is off the streets.

We want the people
of Los Angeles to know

that they can depend on us.

Never saw you on TV
after a collar.

No.

I would be remiss
if I didn't acknowledge

the one person
who deserves most of the credit

for today's arrest.

That would be
Chief Paul Letts.

- What?!
- It's all right.

She knows
where her bread's buttered.

Chief Letts'
tireless leadership

is what allowed us
to make this historic arrest.

Listen,
we solved the case,

and she's on her way
back to Vice.

- Hey, nice collar.
- Thank you.

Is, um...
is that Sheppard?

Best of luck, pal.

Yeah.

Of course,
none of us would be here today,

if it weren't
for the excellent detectives

of Robbery-Homicide, led
by Lieutenant Felix Valdez.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Well, that's not so bad, is it?
- Right? Thank you.

- It deserves a drink.
- You guys want a drink?

Lieutenant.
How are you?

Good. How are you?

Hey.
You know everyone.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, come on.

They're leaving,
but that's okay.

Did you get my text?

- Yeah, I did. I did. Thank you.
- You did?

- Uh, do you want to join me?
- Yeah, sure.

Yeah? Okay.

Um, just one more of
whatever they're having.

- I'll take a beer.
- Yeah.

Okay, look.
I was really nervous last night.

- Oh, you were? Oh.
- Yeah, yeah.

- You didn't seem like you were...
- Oh, come on.

No, no.
Well, okay.

I didn't really think
you were nerv-- I don't know.

- I-I was very nervous.
- You were?

- Yes.
- See, I couldn't tell that.

Well...I --

- I couldn't.
- Really?

No, I could not.

Yeah, I was, but...

What?

What?
But -- I don't know.

Well, maybe the next one
will go better.

- The next one?
- Yeah.

What are you doing
Saturday night?

Nothing.

Besides that?

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