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( Bar chatter )

Never been to a blues bar before.

It's just a cop hang out, man.

There's a bunch of cops in here but, uh,

they play blues in here once in a while

and different people come in.

Some understand the blues, some don't.

Some can play it, some can't,

but we come in here once in a while, you know. Play the blues.

So you do come here often.

I do come here once in a while. Hey, well.

And the gentleman we're going to see,

if we could possibly get an old friend of ours

to come up and play some blues for us.

Mr. Elijah Kane. Get your hands together.

We'll see if we can get him up here!

( Cheers and applause )

( Plays heavy blues )

( Shutter clicks )

( Main title theme )

Hiro says it should be a pretty decent size gun deal.

Outlaw bikers doing the selling.

Any other players, or all just local bikers?

Solos are locals, Satan's Sinners,

small group of One Percenters.

Any other boys from down south?

I don't know. They weren't flying their colors.

KANE: Radner, check plates.

One of these guys is gonna provide us

with their personal rap sheet.

Mason, where is Juliet in parking?

MASON: Here she comes now.

KANE: Everybody get ready.

Juliet will give us the signal when the gun deal goes down.

Hey, boys. Looking good.

( Distant sirens )

Hey, look at this thing. (Wolf whistles)

Wow.

- How you doing? - Nice work.

KANE: Juliet's on the scene. Mason, take off.

Radner, you get a return on those plates yet?

No, nothing yet, boss. Still searching the database.

Heard you were the guy to talk to if I wanna get some stuff.

- You might've. - Yeah.

We'll take them all.

Okay, guys. Here we go.

Plates on the out of state bikes. Oh, yeah.

They're coming back with a ton of warrants.

Enough probable cause for an arrest.

KANE: Radner, get into position. We're about to go live.

Before we talk business,

how 'bout you give me some of that drink there?

A gift for you.

What's under the jacket, sport?

KANE: Juliet, take him down now.

Go! Cops!

- Get down! - Down! Down!

Freeze! Get on the ground! On the ground now!

Run!

( Yells )

( Screams )

Hold on! Hold on!

MASON: Stay down! Don't move!

Put your hands behind your back.

Stay down, don't move. Don't move!

Come on up here, man, get on the wall.

You got him?

- Yeah. Go. Go. - Get on the wall.

KANE: Cuff those guys!

( Groans )

Juliet, you all right?

Yeah, none of these guys are talking.

They all have lawyers standing by. ( Knocking )

Come in.

Yeah, I was just heading over to brief you.

Looks like this stuff is getting out of hand.

We can talk about that later.

They just pulled another dead girl's body out of a junkyard.

What? Same type of murder?

Yeah, only this time it wasn't a stripper. It was one of ours.

What?

She was a cop.

- Who is she? - Deputy Collins.

You just lost the best five minutes of your life.

It's not the same as the earlier murders.

The position of the body doesn't even match.

Hey, I have every right to be here, okay?

She'd been dead before she was tied up.

What?

Victims from the other murders were strangled

after they were tied up and positioned.

This one was dead long before her body was brought here.

No, everything's the same.

She's tied up, carnation in her mouth.

Both shoes are off. Original killer always kept the left shoe on.

Looks like you didn't catch your man after all.

- And who are you? - Detective Miller.

East Precinct.

You wanna know what I think, Kane?

No, I don't.

I think the recent one is closer to home than you'd care to admit.

And I also think it's about time you start looking

at these dirtbag locals you're always protecting.

I respect some of these local folks here

a lot more than I respect dirty cops. Y'hear?

So how many girls have to die

before you finally catch this guy, Elijah?

( Police radio chatter )

Wow, so this is what a full police pension

gets you these days, huh?

Yeah, it is when you get a divorce

and you gotta give half of it up.

That's the motivation of any killer ex-wives for years.

How long was this guy married to the victim?

Uh, two years max. He was a training officer.

( Cocks gun ) I'm not interested.

Put the gun away. It's the police.

We have a few questions about your ex-wife, Deputy Collins.

All right, putting the gun down.

Thought you were some of our local dirtbag solicitors.

Right.

I guess I can't say I'm surprised to see you.

Although you're a little late on the death notification.

I already heard she was killed on the news.

RADNER: You don't seem too busted up about her death.

- Divorce really that bad? - Cut to the chase.

You're here to see if I have an alibi or not, right?

Can I get you boys a drink?

Yep.

No. Still on the job.

(sighs) Exactly.

Suit yourself.

MASON: Where is it you're working nowadays, Collins?

County morgue.

Is that where you took all these screwed up photos?

Some. I started collecting them when I was still on the job.

Is that before you got your hand caught in the cookie jar?

I took the fall so others didn't have to.

Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.

One day you might start believing it.

You really think I was the only one

on the list squad with dirt under his nails?

You tell me.

Anyway, I'm gonna put all these together

in one of those coffee table books.

I hear you can make a lot of money off of one of those.

Yeah, no kidding. A book of dead people.

Yeah, I'd probably buy that.

Well, I gotta think about my retirement somehow, right?

Yeah, we know all about your ex and your pension.

That's a lot of money to lose over the years.

Pension? My pension?

She got a lot more than that.

Yeah? Where the hell did you get this?

That's an official crime scene photo of your dead wife.

I still got friends. I hear things.

And yeah, you boys are on the right track.

She was trained by me.

She would never let someone she didn't know

just walk up on her like that.

The killer's probably a cop or someone else she trusts.

Just not this cop.

Right.

You gotta get a handle on this, Kane.

Look, I got informants on the street,

all kinds of intelligence gathering, all my computers,

all my assets, everything on this.

And I really think we gotta hold. We gotta hold on it now.

Paper says you got the wrong guy.

Is that what it said? We got the right guy.

If there's anybody else out there, man, they're a copycat.

We got the right guy.

Look, I'm under a lot of pressure right now.

I'm assigning some people to help you on this.

Brought in a squad from East Precinct to help you.

Detective Miller.

Oh, Detective Miller.

See the problem is

Detective Miller is a little bit overconfident. He's arrogant--

We need results and we need help.

Besides,

it was one of Miller's officers who was dumped in that alley.

I was wondering when you were going to stop by.

Yeah, I know. Sorry about that.

We're being forced to play ball with them for now.

What've you got so far?

Same as the rest.

Only difference is

she was dead before she was tied to the fence.

But you already knew that, right?

Yeah. Kane said the blood had already pooled

in the lower half of her body

so there wasn't any bruising around the wrists.

It's weird enough working around him

with his ex-wife on the slab.

It's taken creepiness to a whole new level.

Yeah, I can imagine.

So there's no inflamation around her neck. What does that mean?

She was strangled after she was dead.

So what killed her then?

- Tetrodotoxin. - What's that?

It's a neurotoxin found in blowfish.

And according to the Internet,

used in some black magic rituals.

The white carnation he leaves symbolizes death.

Listen to what I have to say.

So it paralyzes the lungs and stops the heart. Is that right?

Yeah, but not immediately.

Morning.

I take it Miller and the boys

have already been down here harassing the hell out of y'all.

They asked some questions.

Even popped one of my friends

when he objected to their "tone".

Well I could have a talk with them if you like.

I mean, maybe that's the best thing.

You're idea of talking to them make it worse.

I wanted to ask you about this tetrodotoxin.

Know anything about that?

Of course I know about the toxin.

It was used in the old country in certain ceremonies.

But we don't practice that kind of black art here, Kane.

You know that.

I do know that and I'm not making any innuendo that you do.

I just thought maybe you know some folks

that are into that kind of stuff

just because of the toxicity reports

and some of the interesting side effects.

I wanna kind of find out whatever I could about it, and you're the expert.

You know some things about herbs and medicines and all that, you know.

You sound exactly like that Detective Miller over there.

Man, that's an insult, man.

That's an insult. Now you're trying to stick it to me.

Thought you were my friend.

You know I would never lie to you. You know that.

( Speaking Mandarin )

These new cops are causing trouble, Kane.

What're they doing here?

Look, man, you got a homicide.

A dead cop. When it comes to stuff like that,

they're gonna do what they gotta do.

But these people are telling me that the big one over there

is looking to start a fight.

He's dirty, man. I can see it in his eyes.

Let me talk to him.

- Kane. I need a word with you. - Tell me.

I've been told two of your guys

were sweating an old partner of mine.

You're talking about Collins?

It is the victim's ex, man.

And it'd be normal for us to interview him, wouldn't you say?

He used to be one of us.

He just lost his ex-wife.

Cut the guy some slack.

Come on. How about a little professional courtesy?

He got fired for that, man.

He was fired because he took some short cuts.

Haven't we all done that?

Cut the folks around here some slack, I'll cut you some slack. How that?

You're gonna regret protecting these people, Kane.

I promise you that.

Well that might be, but I ain't protecting nobody.

I'm just trying to treat everybody fair.

All right. Okay. But I warned you though.

You warned me and I'm warning you.

Stay away from those folks.

You know Miller and his guys are starting

to strong arm people to get answers?

I know.

We're never gonna solve this case like this.

Well, Kane will deal with him and his guys.

We don't need to get involved.

Hey. Make sure you get that fiber there.

So what are you thinking?

That ex-cop have something to do with this?

Whoever it is has an intimate knowledge

of the last crime scenes.

Yeah. Like a cop.

Okay, you? Gotta take the mask off now, okay?

Hey! Hey, hey, hey.

Get out of here. You're not allowed to be back here.

Get him out of here.

- You can't be back here. - Detective Montgomery.

What's your take on these killings, huh?

What's my take on this? Come on. You know my name.

Yes, I do. I do my homework.

Why don't you give me your take on these killings?

You've been to all the scenes.

Oh, that's right. You don't write about the victims.

You write rambling diatribes about my boss.

Yeah, that's right. I write what I see.

And I hope he appreciates that attention.

He doesn't.

- He doesn't read the paper. - He doesn't?

No, but I do.

And I don't appreciate being made out to be a bunch of jerks.

Well, I apologize. Let me make it up to you.

Maybe we should get together sometime.

You give me another chance and I can change that opinion of me.

I don't think so.

- No? - But, um--

I'll tell you I am a really big fan, of your mother's I mean.

My mother.

So you're into macabre. That's kinky.

I've read all her books. Or most of them anyway.

Well, did you know that only a few fans

know what she's really like?

I would love to sit down over a drink

and tell you all about it.

Here's my card. You can keep it.

I made a thousand of them.

I also have a few copies of her last book

that hasn't been released yet.

If you're lucky, I'll let you touch it.

That's an opportunity a true fan would die for.

In case you haven't noticed, I have a murder case

that's on the front page of the papers right now.

Right. Yeah. I saw that.

Yeah, but even a hard charging cop like yourself

gets a few hours off, right?

Judging by the fact that you just put my card

in your back pocket tells me you're interested.

Think about it. It's a chance of a lifetime.

It's, uh, something her fans only dream of.

I have to get back to work.

All right, so tomorrow night, right?

Maybe.

Yeah? Wear something red.

- Red? - Yeah.

This way?

JULIET: So who was that?

SARAH: Nobody. Just that reporter again.

Anything out of the ordinary?

Just another dead cop.

Got a present for you, Tanaka.

I can hardly wait.

What is it? A spent bullet? A bone fragment?

We found this at the last crime scene.

Kane wants you to run it against the fibers from the Collins case.

He's got a hunch they're gonna match.

Let me guess. He needs it--

Right away.

Is everything a rush job with Kane?

Hey, I feel you, but he still needs it "ASAP".

All right? And keep whatever you find under wraps, yeah?

You seen today's paper?

Well, I told you before, this guy's got issues with me.

He's trying to crawl out from underneath his momma's shadow.

Yeah, you may be right about that.

Trouble is, he's crawling out from that shadow

with a camera in his hand. This can't be happening.

I don't know what to tell you.

MILLER: Okay, find me anything you can on those Harmony kids.

Dig deep, boys. Anything on Chen?

I knew there was something waiting at the bottom for us.

We're moving out in ten minutes.

Kane.

Since there's no surprised look on your face,

I guess you already heard they moved in.

Just because we have to be working with these folks,

doesn't mean we're working for them.

So I'd like you to kind of brief the team

and tell them all that for me.

I'll catch up with you in just a few hours.

Okay. Um, just so you know, they want to interview Chen.

They say some street informant told them

that he knows all about the items left at the crime scene.

They can interview Chen all they want, man. He's a good guy.

He knows how to tell the truth and stay above board

and keep himself and all of us safe.

Yeah, Chief, you gotta admit--

He's not involved.

Look at those talons right there. Look at that.

Look at that. Yeah, that's right.

You see that right there?

Nobody move! Nobody get hurt!

You! Come over here.

I got you.

Book 'em all!

Get them all in the cars!

Get up!

Get your ass in there.

You wanna come with me?

Let's roll!

Toole? Are you crazy?

No. The guy's harmless, and I'm meeting him at the blues club.

I'll have my phone with me in case. What can go wrong?

Well it doesn't sound like a very good idea.

What if we just keep it between you and me?

I'm a really huge fan of his mom's. She's a genius.

Yeah, well the woman's dead and her son's a freak.

You ever see the movie "Psycho"?

Hey, Chief. Everything okay with Hiro?

No, man. It's Miller. This bitch is out of control.

Hey, you guys should come check this out.

Miller's sweating your Chinese friend pretty hard.

What I tell you, man?

August 27th.

Where were you?

I already told you.

What's going on here?

Why do you ask the same questions when you want a different answer?

Tell me again.

I was in the city.

Doing what?

Selling herbs. That's what I do, remember?

You always wear these gloves?

Why?

The same reason why you wear pants.

To cover up my shortcomings.

I don't know how much you know about this guy, Kane,

but this isn't looking good.

It's not what you think.

This guy's my friend. He's a great guy.

He was just burned as a child.

Take 'em off.

My pants?

Your gloves!

Mr. Miller. That's enough.

Mr. Chen, my friend, get your stuff and get out.

What's your problem, Kane?

You're my problem.

No, you are my problem!

Oh, this is going to get ugly.

Yeah, well, Miller's been asking for it.

Now he's going to learn the hard way.

So it's like that?

It's like that.

Tired of you embarassing me, Kane.

You're soft. Your name should be Sugar.

- ( Speaks Mandarin ) - What?

We done?

Where are you going?

Oh, come on. That was weak. He should've finished him off.

Kane has class, Gates.

Something you don't and probably never will have. Excuse me.

Move.

Yeah?

Kane. Listen, uh, you're not gonna believe this one, man.

Yeah, you're right. I won't believe it.

Miller busted me and my boys for cockfighting. I'm in jail, Kane.

What did I tell you about cockfights, Hiro?

Listen, I was walking my chicken

when he started to sniff another chicken's ass, you know?

They're just getting to know each other the way chickens do.

Ain't nothing wrong with that, right?

You know, that cover story is dumber than the time

you got caught trying to siphen gas from that motor home.

You see, that wasn't technically a crime, man.

You know, I was out of gas so I decided to borrow a gallon.

Yeah, well. If you had just asked me for a couple bucks,

I could've saved you a mouthful of sewage, man.

They should've marked that tank "septic".

I can sue that guy, right?

Yeah, well, good luck with that.

( Dial tone ) Kane? Kane.

INMATE: Come on, man. Hurry up!

So?

Oh, this is amazing.

What do you think?

Her last book and it's a first edition.

Yeah.

I really wish I could've met her.

You smell like flowers.

Thank you.

You do. You know, I'm just saying.

You must miss her a great deal.

Who?

Your mother.

Oh, um, no actually.

I mean, she'll always be a part of me in some way

and her spirit will always live on through me forever.

Yeah. I feel-- I mean,

her stories are so powerful, like, yeah.

That is true.

You know the best thing about my mother's work

is that they inspire these moments.

These little moments that two people have.

Kind of like the one that you and me are having right now.

There's a spark, right?

But you know, it's nice.

Just talking with someone like you who looks like you,

one of her true fans makes me really appreciate

her many accomplishments.

Good. That's good. I'm glad to hear that. She was so gifted.

So are you.

I mean, you were holding her very last novel.

That's something only myself and her publisher has seen.

So did you ever think about writing books like her?

Me? No. No, no.

No. I could never fill her shoes.

I'm just a lonely reporter who writes silly diatribes

about you and your co-workers, remember?

I didn't mean it like that. It's kind of true, right?

Yes, it is.

Can I buy you a drink?

- Sure. - Yeah? All right.

Hey.

- What was that? - What was what?

What was that you just put in my drink?

I didn't put anything in your drink. It's a straw.

She was strangled after she was dead.

Man, this is the copycat I've been telling you about.

Traces of GHB. The date rape drug.

PATRON: Oh, let's go home!

Excuse me, guys. Thank you.

COP: Very nice trunk.

What happened to your hand?

Got in a bit of a scuffle. No big deal.

I made the mistake of going for drinks with that reporter Toole.

Really?

And he tried to slip something into my drink.

He gave me this.

That's the last book his mother wrote before she died and in it

the killer uses tetrodotoxin to subdue his victims.

- His mother wrote that? - Yes.

And last night, was it powder or a pill or what?

I didn't see. He got me a drink

and he was sitrring something into it.

- And you drank it? - I hit him.

He hurt you?

No. Kane taught me everything he knows. I could take you down.

Listen, I got an idea.

Call him up and apologize.

Tell him that you, uh, overreatcted.

- What? - Listen, we're the police, man.

We know how to manipulate, lie, trick.

That's how we get the bad guys.

Call him up, tell him you overreacted.

Tell him you're going to give him an exclusive interview

with me on all the recent murders of these girls.

Okay, well do you want us to cover the meet?

Nah, it'll be a quick one.

I need you guys for something else.

Thank you so much for taking the meeting with me, Mr. Toole.

No. Thank you.

You know, I gotta say,

I was a bit surprised when you called

and chose me for the exclusive.

I was a little worried that you would get the wrong impression.

Your girl last night kind of overreacted to my kindness.

Yeah, well, I don't know about you,

but I think most people would agree

we started out on the wrong foot,

and now we got a chance to make up for it.

So you decided to make it up to me by giving me a story, huh?

Well, I got some good news.

I believe we know who the killer is now.

- You do? - I think so.

I'm pretty sure, but I need your help catching him.

Well, okay. What do you have in mind?

This stays between you and me, but he's not a cop.

Not a cop. You got a name?

I don't really want to kind of release his name right now.

It's like that, but I'll tell you that

there's connected people protecting him.

I figure if you write something for me,

it might can help me flush him out.

You know, get him to react, you know.

He'll react to the article.

Well, um, I don't really see the point to that.

You ever heard of something called Tetrodotoxin?

No.

It's kind of amazing what leather fibers

that they analyze in forensics, man.

Oh, I'm so sorry, sir.

I'm really, really sorry about that.

Can you all just help me out here?

Get him wiped down or something, please. Yeah.

I'm so sorry about that. We'll get you dried off

This isn't police work. Garbage duty, really?

Yeah.

JULIET: The guy just dive-bombed from the fast lane onto Interstate 90.

We couldn't get over quick enough to follow.

- You lost him? - Nothing I could do.

There's only two of us and no bird

that's going to be able to follow someone under these conditions.

We're gonna go stake out his residence.

Hopefully he turns up.

See, this is why a five-man team sucks.

JULIET: What, you'd rather have Gates around?

That's what I call police work.

No, man. Seriously?

Yep. All right, let's go.

What're you doing here?

Oh, hi. No need to be startled. The name's Miles Toole.

This is a police facility.

All right. Just relax.

I'm a trusted member of the press,

I'm just here to ask you a few questions about the police murders.

Now? After hours?

You can't be serious.

Besides, any information from here are classified.

Oh, I'm very serious, friend.

( Door buzzes )

Can't tell you how happy I am to see you.

Where'd he go?

Now it's two-way traffic.

Now I'm gonna do to you what you've done to everybody else.

SARAH: Kane! Don't!

Must've slipped, man.

MILLER: This the copycat killer?

KANE: He's not from Harmony. That's for sure.

I guess I owe you an apology.

You don't owe me nothing.

Then what can I do to show you I'm sorry?

I guess you can start by respecting my people and,

you know, letting me handle things here.

Give me a break, Kane.

There's bad people in every community.

Yeah, but you know what?

These are my people and the bad ones, I like to put 'em in jail.

Whatever. Let's get out of here.

Found this in your car. You going somewhere?

In my line of work, I'm required to travel at a moment's notice.

I stay packed. What else you got?

You know, guys like you,

they don't do very well in places like county jail.

That's true. All right, here's the truth.

I have a very good lawyer and I will be out of here by morning.

If I think I just heard you right,

you said you have a really good lawyer

and you'll be out of here by morning.

Probably not with the amount of evidence that we have here.

That's all circumstantial evidence at best.

You should know that.

Actually, we know better because

I have read all your mother's books.

The drink you spilled on me

showed traces of tetrodotoxin. Sound familiar?

- No. - No, it doesn't?

You wanna cut the crap? It's not cute anymore.

I don't think it ever was.

And in fact, if I could think of a word below pitiful,

that might be a little more accurate, but anyway,

there's a huge difference between you and your mother.

Yeah? What's that?

She made a name for herself with some kind of talent

that she sort of had.

You made an ass of yourself for having no talent at all.

Don't be so quick to judge me, friend.

You have no idea-- no idea what it's like

to live in someone's shadow.

I'm mistified because

if that's your excuse for murder, I mean--

I've heard of people suffering before,

but living in someone's shadow.

That's suffering. That could cause major pain.

Major emotional pain.

If you like writing so much,

why don't you write me a damn confession

because that is about the only thing you could write that anybody might read.

Y'hear?

Let's go.

Sarah, make sure you find him a nice dirty cell

to live in for the next 40 years.

I'm in trouble.

( Knocking )

You want to see me, boss?

Yeah, have a seat. I need to talk to you about something.

All right.

Uh, your dad works LAPD now?

Yeah, but, I think he just retired.

And I understand y'all don't speak. Is that right?

Well, he spent more time at work than he ever did at home.

That's actually the reason I'm up here.

I can't stand the prick.

I mean, is the reason why you feel that way

is because he didn't spend enough time with you

or is there something else going on that I need to know about?

Not a part of my life, which I'm fine with.

Why? What is he, dead or something?

To be honest with you, it seems as though your father

has come across some information

that he's turned over to internal affairs.

What do you mean? He went to them about cops?

That's what they say, yeah.

Your father has information that could put a lot of cops away.

Now these cops not only have stolen dope and money,

but apparently they may have even killed people.

So these are some bad guys, man.

You gotta be kidding me. The guy's a snitch.

Look, I've put dirty cops away and I'm not a snitch.

When cops are involved in homicide and stealing money

and dope, you don't want them to be a cop.

That gives us a black eye.

All right, they're bad guys. What's that got to do with me?

He's got some real bad folks that he's willing to work

and put 'em away if you go do it with him.

But he wants the chance to make it up to you

and bury the hatchet and make things right with you.

What do you think?

I hope whatever he's done

he can get a chance to explain himself and make it right.

All right, I'll do it.

Could you just do me a favor

and not tell the team I'm working a case against cops?

I'll just say you're on loan to another department working a dope caper.

Don't tell them my old man's a snitch.

He's a good cop.

Thanks, boss.

( Door opens, closes )

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