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Thank you Officer.

We were across the street at the
court when communications called.

- How'd you get here so fast?
- Someone else called me.

- Who?
- Chief Johnson.

Y'all remember Ricardo Ramos,

our friendly reporter from the times?

How you doing, Ricky?

I was on my way to work, when...

- Did you see the shooter?
- No

I came from around that corner,
found this guy laying here.

- When I rolled him over, he...
- You rolled him over?!

Ricardo, that press badge
does not give you the right

to tamper with the crime scene.
You have compromised the evidence.

Hey, chief johnson,
you ever hear of CPR?

I was trying to help.

Look, I called 911.

When the paramedics cut open
the shirt, I called you directly.

'cause given the
circumstances of this case,

- it has priority written all over it.
- What circumstances?

Well, may I?

Go ahead.

No, no, no!

- Easy. Easy!
- Hold on, hold on.

Let go, let go.

He's wearing a wire.

No i. d.

You don't recognize this guy?

Ricardo, I want to thank
you so much for your help,

but now you must let us do our job.

- And then you'll get your story.
- Oh, no. I have a story.

What are you gonna write?
"Unidentified man found dead"?

"Unidentified man found
dead wearing a wire. "

"Police not only fail to
protect an undercover operative,

they can't even identify him. "

For one thing, we're not even sure
this is an undercover operation.

And in this case, Ricardo,
you're not just a reporter.

You're also our only witness.

We could tie up your whole day asking
you questions, checking facts, testing

- your hands for gunshot residue.
- You're not going to do that.

Detective sanchez, Mr. Ramos here
would love to give you his statement.

Thank you so much.

Vamos, Ramos.

Okay.

What do we have here?

Our victim took 3 rounds

from a 9-millimeter.

One of the rounds went right through
his cellphone in his breast pocket.

OK, no wallet, but we
do have a set of keys.

So either the person who robbed him
didn't know he was wearing a wire, or...

Shooter wanted to make
it look like a robbery.

Well, yeah.

Look, no way this is an undercover cop.

His backup would be on top
of this inside of 30 seconds.

Yeah, but it could be a
confidential informant.

I say no. His backup
would still be here.

OK, lieutenant flynn,
would you please check

with the watch commander at narcotics.

See if anyone was working a wire today?

And, better call internal affairs, too.

Lt Provenza, what are you doing?!

Shoes.

These are custom-made.

I got a pair just like them.

Very comfortable, too.

And, see, that is the customer
number printed right there inside.

Might tell us who this guy is.

You wear homemade shoes?

Custom-made.

And, y-yes, ma'am, I do.

I have a little bit of
a... Orthopedic issue.

Does medicare pay for them?

Okay, lieutenant Tao, please run
the victim's prints through afis.

See if we can get a more
traditional i. d. On him.

And, Sgt gabriel, get some uniforms,

canvass all the buildings with
a view down onto the street.

Somebody saw something.

Here's the thing, chief.

This camera was
transmitting audio and video

to a remote receiver up until
the paramedics disconnected it.

Whoever's on the other end could
havewitnessed the whole shooting

and probably recorded the
whole thing onto a computer.

So, where are they?

Buzz, what can you
tell me about that wire?

Well, this camera's pretty
powerful for its size.

A CCD sensor, high-gain antenna,

2.4 gigahertz transmitter,
and the receiver's portable.

You can hook it up to any laptop.

Is it one of ours?

Well, that's hard to tell. I mean, you
can buy this at any electronics store,

but this one looks brand-new.

Well, there's your answer. If
it's new, it can't be L.A.P.D.

I don't think there's even a remote
chance this guy was working for us.

For what it's worth, narcotics says
they haven't run a wire in over a week.

Central, hollenbeck...
They're both quiet, too.

I got to tell you, chief...

These divisions, they keep their
C. I. S under a pretty tight lid.

Ladies and gentleman, once again,

I must ask you to hold your
applause... Drumroll, please.

The name of our vic is...

Benjamin Masters.

The company that made his
shoes gave me his name,

his credit-card number,
and his ship-to address...

La brea realty, thousand oaks.
I'm calling now, thank you.

Now, why was a real-estate
agent wearing a wire?

Could be a fed sting
on mortgage lenders.

Are we sure that the victim didn't
just steal mr. Masters'shoes?

I'd hate to notify his next
of kin based on his footwear.

Chief, looks like him.

He lives in woodland hills.

Excuse me, chief,

I have checked with the
FBI, DEA, ATF, DOJ, and ICE.

Nobody claims our john doe.

We have a name. It's benjamin masters.

I hate to make you run through
the same gauntlet again,

detective, but I think that we
should give the feds another go.

Thank you.

Buzz, what kind of a range
does that transmitter have?

About a mile line of sight.

A little less in they city
with all the high-rises.

So, the receiver could be pretty
much anywhere in the downtown area.

Yeah, including this very building.

There's still the
issue of his cellphone.

It's a prepaid model.

The sim card was
destroyed by the bullet.

The technology is available to dump it.

We just don't have it... Here.

Okay, according to la brea
realty, Benjamin Masters

was a sales agent up until
about six months ago when...

He was downsized.

So, if he's not working
there, where is he working?

I do not want to talk about
this right now, sergeant!

Excuse me.

Chief, you know,

if you want to go on out to
this woodland hills address and,

you know, visit with the family,
I... I'll take care of things here

Okay. Good luck with that.

Gentlemen.

Lieutenant Tao, Please.

How does someone who lives here end
up dead on the streets of downtown?

I give up.

I thought I could reverse-engineer
this cellphone, but I can't.

Sorry, chief.

Maybe you could have one of your
friends at the FBI give it a shot.

Lieutenant, maybe you can tell me.

Are sergeant Gabriel and
detective Daniels still together?

Well, you know how relationships are.

Once you realize that love is
more than just sexual attraction...

When you go beyond the purely
carnal and the lust wears off...

OK, OK, never mind, never mind!

I don't want to hear another
word about that! Not one word!

This is exactly why I don't
like people dating at work!

Sorry, lieutenant. It's not your fault.

Oh, no, chief, it's just been a while
since I've been on a death notification.

Oh, well, best not to
get out of practice.

- Mrs. Masters?
- Trisha.

I'm so sorry.

Are we showing the house today?

Ma'am, i'm deputy chief Johnson,
and this is lieutenant Tao.

We're from the los angeles police.

Do you mind if we come in for a talk?

Please.

I'm just getting organized
for our next open house.

My husband's in real estate, so

we're always, like, just
moving in or just moving out.

I understand.

Mrs. Masters, is there
anyone else at home?

My kids are in school,
and ben is at work.

Ma'am is there a computer
in the house, something

with wireless access
or a webcam receiver?

Wireless...

Well, we do have a family
computer in the den.

And Ben takes his laptop to work, so...

Are we...

Are we in some sort of trouble?

Did Ben take his car to work today?

Mrs. Masters?

Oh, god.

There's been an accident?

Ma'am, are these his keys?

W... Why do you have these?

What is going on?

Ma'am, we have some very bad news.

Oh, god.

- Unfortunately...
- No, no, no,

Mrs. Masters, your husband
was murdered this morning.

We are very, very sorry.

I promise you that we
are doing everything

we can to find out what happened to him.

No, you know what? This is a mistake.

Wait, wait, you know,
I just talked to him.

This morning I talked
to him. He's at work.

According to his employers,
Ben was laid off six months ago.

No, no, I just told you, okay?

Ben is at work.

He just got back from a business
trip, and this key here...

See this key on the
ring? It's for a lockbox

for this property that he shows. So,

how... how could he not be at work?

I'm so sorry, ma'am. We have to...

No, no, if ben was laid off,
okay, then just tell me...

Where did he get the $100,000 bonus?

- Hey, chief?
- Yes.

I just wanted to apologize
for the outburst earlier.

It was totally inappropriate,
and it won't happen again.

I hope not, sergeant.

You see, the thing is...

And I don't want to go
into too many details...

Please don't.

Daniels and I broke
up a couple weeks ago.

And things have been...

Awkward since then.

Anyway, I'm afraid that it...

The stuff between us might be affecting
the cohesiveness of our division,

and I'm not sure that we both can stay.

And I've been thinking
that it might be best if

Daniels transferred out.

I mean, I'm not...

- I'm not angry.
- Oh, I can see that.

I'm just thinking about what's best for
her and what's best for the entire...

Excuse me, chief, is this a good time?

Yes, it is. It's a
perfect time, detective.

Come on in.

Okay, I have spoken with every federal
and state agency you can think of,

and none of them has any
knowledge of Benjamin Masters

as either an agent,
a C.I., or a suspect.

What about the $100,000
bonus he told his wife about?

Masters hasn't received a
paycheck since he lost his job.

In fact, in the past five months,

he's borrowed nearly
$200,000 against his home.

- So, she was lying to us?
- Or he was lying to her.

Six weeks ago, he paid off
over half of his entire debt...

$113,000 in cash...

Which suggests he found a
new way to earn a living...

Under the table.

Well, thank you, detective.
That was thorough.

Tell me, sergeant, can you do
that... What she just did...

The forensic accounting?

You mean, the stuff with the banks?

'cause I need someone with expertise
with "that stuff with the banks"

on our team.

And since you think the
cohesiveness of our division

is being hurt, then one
of you absolutely must go.

Fill out that transfer request,

and start thinking about where
you might want me to send you.

Heads up, everybody!

Benjamin Masters kept a key to one of
his company's lockboxes for a reason.

If we find that lockbox, we might just
find where he's been going for the past

six months when he told
his wife he was at work.

We could find the computer on
the receiving end of the wire.

Let's start our search within the
radius of the camera's transmitter.

Detective Daniels, please call traffic
and have them check the impound lots

and surface streets for Mr. Masters'car.

Lieutenant Provenza, please search
all the la brea realty properties

listed inside that circle.

W... wait a minute, chief.

There's three pages of them here!

Detective Sanchez and
lieutenant Flynn will help you.

Lt Tao, let's you and I go to
the FBI and see about this phone.

Thank you.

Benjamin Masters was definitely
not working for the FBI.

But we were able to
crack his prepaid cell.

It was easier than we thought, actually.

Well, sure, it's easy when you have a
state-of-the-art convolutional decoder.

So, who was he calling?

Well, that's where things
get more complicated.

You're looking at one of
the largest drug-rafficking

organizations in the u. s.

Came up from south america in the'90s.

Run by Raul Mejia...

Aka "el jefe. "

Got an entire black book
dedicated to his operation.

And what's Masters'connection?

His phone.

It was part of a batch
of prepaid cellphones

el jefe bought in bulk
and handed out to his crew.

Now, there are literally dozens of calls

between and Ben Masters and
another number in the batch.

So much for narrowing down our suspects.

You said this was a south american gang.

Masters wasn't latino.

Recently, they've been hiring anglos
to carry their cargo across the border.

White faces attract less
attention at customs.

That explains the business trips
his wife said he was taking.

And the sudden inflow of cash.

Log says the last call masters received,

came in...

9:18 a. m...

20 minutes before he was shot.

Find out who he was talking to...

Maybe find the shooter.

I really need to see that
video from Ben Masters'wire.

I'm telling you, this is the dumbest
snipe hunt she has ever sent us on.

I'm out here pounding the
pavement like some damn rookie!

What's the matter? Your medicare
shoes don't like to walk uphill?

One of them's about to walk up your ass!

Now, you don't you worry about my shoes,
Flynn. You just worry about the fact

we are never going to find this car.

- Yeah?
- We're gonna find the car.

L... Lieutenants!

There's only one more building
inside the mile radius.

If it is not here, then it's
got to be at the last building.

Flynn, what in the hell are you doing?

I'm using my head as an antenna.

- You want to try?
- No, thank you.

OK, I read about it on
the internet. It says

it increases the range by 100 feet.

I don't... I don't care.

All right, looks like
he was living in the car.

A bunch of clothes and garbage.

There's no computer.

Okay. We got the building.

All we have to do now is find
the lockbox that this key opens.

So...

This is where he's been going
to work for the last six months.

And the wife never knew.

They never do.

Hey, lieutenants.

In here.

You gentlemen up for a movie?

Test.

Testing.

And now back from the dead,

via the video camera from his shirt...

Chief johnson, meet Benjamin Masters.

You can do this.

- You can do this.
- Doesn't look like a drug dealer to me.

I think that's the point, sergeant.

Okay.

Yeah?

What?

Why not?!

No, we're doing this now.

No. No way, man. We can't meet here.

Because.

Listen, they're showing other
units in the building today.

I don't want anyone to see us together.

Just meet me where I said.

If you screw me on this, i'm telling
you I am not going down alone.

I want what you stole from me!

No.

I'm leaving now.

Okay.

Let's go.

All right, let's...
Fast-forward. Let's go.

No, no. No, no.

All right...

There!

Okay.

And here comes masters around the corner

and into the alley.

And then...

I don't know what y'all
are so excited about.

We don't even get to
see the killer's face.

Chief, hold on. It's not a total loss.

Now, buzz, I want you
to... I want you to go back.

All right.

Come on.

All right, now... Right there, stop.

Go forward...

Slowly.

Come on, come on... There!

There it is.

You know... I never
liked big rings on a guy.

It's gaudy.

Thank you, Buzz.

Wait, chief...

I think you... I think
you need to see this.

Okay, Buzz, if you would be so kind...

We may not have the murder on
tape, but look who we found later.

Oh, for heaven's sakes! Freeze that!

Doesn't look like he's doing CPR to me.

I wasn't lying, chief Johnson. I
didn't know if he was still alive.

And you thought the best way
to get his heart pumping again

would be to rifle through his pockets?

Ricardo, I feel like
you don't understand...

- Chief...
- Still talking...

That your access to the L.A.P.D.

Depends on your not interfering
with criminal inquiries.

Things like moving bodies and
calling suspects'attorneys.

And now you've crossed the
line into criminal behavior.

When the district attorney sees
this tape, he will happily charge you

with attempting to steal
from a murder victim.

OK. I see where this is going.
What do you want from me?

Oh, no, Ricardo, it's what you
want from us... An exclusive.

Pencils up.

Pencils up.

"Sources inside the L.A.P.D.

say the unidentified man found dead in
a downtown alley early yesterday morning

was wearing a concealed video camera,

which means that the
killer was caught on tape.

The department is mustering
all available resources

so they can locate the base receiver
and bring the killer to justice. "

And you'll run that on the
front page of tomorrow's paper.

And if my editor
doesn't go along with it?

Then it will suck to be you.

Hurry up, now! You're on a deadline.

Do you really want the killer to
know that you've got him on tape?

- No comment.
- No comment.

So, let's say the killer
actually reads this article.

Do you really think he's gonna
risk breaking into the loft masters

was using to steal this tape
of himself committing murder?

I sure hope so, will, 'cause that's
exactly where I'll be waiting for him.

Hey, paper got it wrong.

I thought you guys found the
video of ben Masters'murder.

We did. It's on his hard drive.

But we want the killer to
think it's still out there.

We're hoping that this article

will get him to come
looking for Masters'computer.

- Where does Masters live?
- Some place in Woodland Hills.

Hey! Wait a minute!

What?

You're not thinking about
taking over my case, are you?

Brenda, this could be the
break we've been looking for.

If we get this guy and
he cooperates, then...

Then what? I lose my case, and
the killer gets a short stint

in a powder-puff prison
and a nice house in idaho,

courtesy of the federal government.
That's not my idea of justice.

Hey.

If whoever murdered Masters
comes looking for the tape

and we can get him to flip on El Jefe,

- we can take down that entire wall.
- What do you want?

I want to take over the
sting on Ben Masters' house.

If I give you that, then
I need something in return.

- Like what?
- The FBI folder on the gang,

the entire black book. So I
know who it is I'm giving away.

Okay.

There...

I give you the black book,

your team backs off Ben
Masters' house completely.

Completely... I mean it.

Done.

Don't move!

Now, step forward slowly.

Step forward slowly! Put
the computer down slowly.

Don't drop it, or I'll
blow your head off!

Down on your knees!
Hands behind your head!

I'm deputy chief Brenda
Leigh Johnson. And you are?

None of your business.
Ow! What the hell, man?!

Well, I'll be sure to let the Times
know that they have another loyal reader.

You are under arrest for the
murder of Benjamin Masters.

Detective Sanchez.

- Take it easy, man!
- Thank you.

You have the right to shut
up! Any stupid thing you say

can and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to an
attorney. If your broke ass

can't afford an attorney, one
will be appointed for you...

- What the hell is this?!
- Mrs. Masters.

The paper says that you have
a video of my husband's murder.

- I want to see it.
- I'm sorry, ma'am.

- I can't let you do that.
- Last night,

I was up with two crying kids

because you told me

that Ben was murdered.
And then this morning,

I read this... this
horrible article about...

No!... how the victim
has yet to be identified!

I'm so sorry. I could have
kept you better informed.

- I really am. I...
- Wait. Is this Dean Murphy?

You know this man?

He went to high school with my
husband. He... got into drugs.

What is all this?

Had Ben seen Dean recently?

I don't know. Okay, I don't...
I don't know anything more.

- Okay, let's go back to my office.
- No, no, no! If you have video

of my husband's murder,
I want to see it!

- I want the tape!
- I just don't think that's a good idea.

I can handle it.

I know no one thinks that
I can handle anything...

But I can.

I can handle it. No, I can
handle... I can handle it.

It's okay. It's okay. How
about if we get some coffee,

okay? Come on.

Okay.

- Lieutenant Tao, where's Dean Murphy?
- Interview 1.

Would you please meet me there
in five minutes and bring your...

blowback and
blood-spatter-tester kit?

My what?

I believe it's right in there.

Thank you.

Oh... My B.B.S.T.

You don't know what
you're talking about!

- Tell me you are not lying.
- I'm not lying.

I saw the paperwork on your desk, David.

Well, did you read it,
Irene? Because if you had,

you would have seen it said "sergeant
Gabriel" and not "detective Daniels. "

Oh, no, you are not leaving Priority
Homicide and blaming it on me.

- One of us has to go.
- Well, that's because you are acting

like such a baby! The minute
you turn in that paperwork,

every guy in this building
will say that you left PHD

because I broke up with you.

Is that what you're telling
people? That you broke up with me?

I'm not talking about... I'm
not talking about it at all!

That is enough! I've
had it with both of you!

Now, wait for me in my office!

- You happy? You did this.
- No. I'm not.

Please tell me you
weren't recording that.

Unfortunately, no.

I'd tell you how ashamed
I am of both of you,

but I have to get this done
before we have visitors.

Please let me know when they arrive.

Yes, ma'am.

Hi, again, Mr. Murphy.

That is your name... Dean Emmet Murphy?

Shit!

- What are you doing?
- Hang on, hang on.

Let me get my ducks in a row here.
You're a pretty big arrest for me.

Now...

I have read... your file, Mr. Murphy,

and according to the FBI, you are a...

rising star in a very large
drug-trafficking organization.

They even have video of you

with a major kingpin... I
believe y'all call him El Jefe...

On his yacht near Catalina.

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

Well, that's OK, because we have some
pretty important videotape of our own.

It shows you shooting Ben
Masters at Point-Blank Ranch.

And since the murder was
so up-close and personal,

I'm sure we'll find loads of
physical evidence, as well.

You recognize this ring, Mr. Murphy?

You're wearing it right
now. And you were wearing it

on the day the videotape was taken.

Would you please remove that
ring and set it on the table?

Sir, I can compel you to do so.

Thank you.

What are you gonna do with it?

When you shoot someone at close range,

tiny bits of their blood
and tissue blow back at you.

You're literally walking around
with pieces of your victim.

You can wash your hands, but
it doesn't come off that easily.

This...

is the latest in L.A.P.D. technology.

Lieutenant Provenza, what is
that bag, lieutenant Tao has?

I believe that holds his
personal grooming items.

- You don't want this to turn red.
- Okay, what is he doing now?

Well, it looks like he is about
to spray the suspect's ring

with a little squirt
of breath freshener.

Ooh...

- It's positive.
- Oh, man.

Lieutenant, now, if you will please
take that ring back to our crime lab,

I'm sure you'll get a
match to Ben Masters' DNA.

- Agent Howard, what are you doing here?
- I just came from a 12-person stakeout

at Ben Masters' house in Woodland Hills.

Oh, uh, what were you doing there?
We were at the loft downtown.

- Do you have the guy?
- Uh...

He's under arrest.

Whoa, whoa! Wait! Come on!

- Where are you going?
- Did you not notice?

I just proved you committed
murder. So we're sort of done here.

Unless... I mean

are there extenuating circumstances
you might like me to know about?

I mean, did Ben Masters
do something to you?

Like, were you being
threatened or something?

Yes! Yeah, he was threatening me.

Weren't you even gonna
ask me about that?

Okay.

Tell me what he did, and I'll
take it into consideration.

One day last year, I...

I went by his house... Just to say hey.

You could tell, he didn't even want
the neighbours to see us talking.

Like, I'm some scumbag off the street.

Okay, whatever, you know.
Nice to see you too, Benji.

Enjoy your big house, huh?

Then, like, three months
ago, out of nowhere,

he calls me up. He's all,
"hey, buddy, how's it going?"

said he need to make some extra cash,

and since I'm a criminal,
maybe I could help.

So I hooked him up.

So, you had him carry drugs
for you across the border.

It's okay. You can talk about that.

I will not be arresting
you for drugs ever.

It's not my job.

He muled for me, and
then he kept the coke

in one of those vacant
lofts he couldn't sell and...

made me a key so I could pick
it up and pay him, you know?

- I paid him to do it.
- Ben was wearing

the video recorder when you
spoke to him on the phone.

He said he wanted what
you stole from him.

I didn't steal anything. I borrowed...

some coke for another deal I had going.

He said he was gonna tell Raul if
I didn't pay him back by yesterday,

but I didn't have the money yet.

I told him Raul would kill me.

You know what he said?
"Better you than me. "

After I got him 100 grand and
hooked him up with my crew,

he pulls that crap with me.

Thank you.

FBI, agent Howard in the house.

Ben betrayed you.

He tried to get you on camera
saying you stole El Jefe's drugs,

- but instead he videotaped you shoot...
- Fritz?

Hey, Will. How you doing?

Good, good.

You?

Good. Yeah. No complaints.

Good, good.

- You here to see
Brenda? - Mm-hmm.

I'll just wait here with you.

Great.

Great.

I didn't want it to happen.
I never killed anybody.

I swear on my mother.
What am I gonna do?

Buzz, better tell the
chief the FBI's here.

Chief, lieutenant Tao says the FBI is
waiting outside your door right now.

Dean, I need you to listen to me.

We don't have much time. The
FBI will be here any minute.

Now, all I have to offer you is
life in prison without parole.

But the FBI wants El Jefe,

and they're gonna offer you a deal
in exchange for your cooperation.

- What do I have to do?
- All you have to do

is wear a little video
camera inside your shirt

and get El Jefe to tell you
everything the feds want to hear.

This is one case chief
Johnson won't be closing.

Say goodbye, Dean Murphy.
In about five minutes,

he's going to become
the property of the FBI.

Mm, I wouldn't be so sure.

Okay, I... I can do that.

Now, when you go in...

The FBI will try and stay within a hoot
and a holler in case you need their help

'cause it's their job to protect you.

But they won't be able to.

- What did she say?
- Wait, what did you say?

By now, El Jefe already knows that
you've been picked up by the police.

He probably also knows that Ben,

the man you brought
into the organization,

- was wearing a wire when he was killed.
- Stop. Wait...

What do you think is gonna happen

when you're out on his boat
in the middle of the ocean

and El Jefe suddenly decides
he doesn't trust you anymore?

He's gonna tie your feet
to an anchor and feed you

- to the sharks!
- You don't even know...

There won't be a thing your
FBI handlers can do about it.

- Why are you telling me this?
- Because I want you to live,

and do your time. But the
FBI, they don't care about you!

They've got this big investigation.

So, who are you gonna trust, hmm?

I'm telling you, Dean...
You may not realize it,

but you are way, wayout of your league.

If you want to live,

go to jail.

You're offering me

life in prison without parole!

The FBI's gonna offer me a deal.

- I'll get protected.
- So protected that in a month or so,

I'll be watching your murder on tape.

I'll take my chances.

Fritzi.

Okay, the suspect's all yours.

- Anything else I should know?
- No.

I've prepared him for
you as well as I can.

Great.

You did your best, Brenda.

We can't win 'em all.

I should not have lost this one, Will.

Um... Chief?

Chief?

I'm sorry.

This is not what I thought
would happen, and I will...

I will do better... I will.

And you won't have any
problems from me. I swear.

Then neither one of you will mind
complying with this direct order.

Work it out!

I don't want to hear
about this affair again.

Ever.

- Is that understood?
- Absolutely.

The transfer... give it
to me. Transfer, transfer.

I don't come to work every
day to watch soap operas,

and I mean it!

Dismissed!

- Hello.
- Hi.

I've got some good news for you.

What's that?

Your friend Dean Murphy
is headed back to L.A.P.D.

Didn't the FBI offer him a deal?

Oh, yeah. We offered him a deal.

But, you know,

somehow, even after an
all-night discussion,

he decided he'd be better
off staying in prison.

Is that what you told him?

I told him the truth.

Well, great, great, great.

You closed your case.

That's great.

Dean Murphy committed
premeditated murder.

He confessed to it.

He should go to jail for the
rest of his life... The end.

Well, that's one way of looking at it.

Here's another.

You came to me for
help. I gave it to you.

You took everything I had,
and then you stole my case.

And you made me extremely
vulnerable at work.

That's a somewhat milder version of
what your killer did to his friend.

And I got to tell you,
Brenda, I am so sick

- of this double standard.
- What double standard?

You sent me on a needless
and very expensive stakeout.

You undermined three years of hard work.

And if I had done anything
remotely similar to that...

If I had screwed with your case,

my God, you would have
changed the locks on the doors.

I would have been so far out of line,

but here is the
difference... I would know it.

And I would try to correct it, somehow.

Now, wait a minute. Just hold on.

I never lied to you.

I gave you exactly what
you asked for... Exactly!

Now, I'm sorry. I...

I should have called you when
we took Dean into custody,

so I apologize for that.

That... That's what you're sorry for?

- Yes.
- Really?

That's it?

Apology not accepted.

All I did...

Now, wait a minute, Fritz. All I
did was try to get the justice system

- to work for my victim. That is all...
- That's bullshit!

You didn't do it for the justice system!

You didn't do it for the victim!
You did it to close your case!

That's it! It's obviously the
most important thing to you.

It's clearly not me! And,
you know, maybe that's fine,

but, Brenda, for once in your
life, be honest with yourself.

I am tired. I am hungry. I am angry.

I'm gonna find my sponsor. I'm
gonna go to a meeting, maybe two.