All language subtitles for Unforgettable.S04E03.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hey, hey! Look alive.
Hey.

All right, everybody.
We got this, Mark?

All right.

Watch this guy.
He swings a heavy bat.

Oh...

Hustle, Mark.

Get the ball.

Dad!

Oh...

Looks like you
had a rough night.

Wow. You really know how
to make a girl feel good.
Thanks, Al.

Hey, Carrie.
How you doin'?
Hey, Denny.

Hey, you okay?

You look a little...
I don't know.
You look a little tired.

Okay, what is it
with you two?

I went out last
night, okay?

I went to bed a little late.
I never go out.

It was one night
on the town.
No big deal.

All right.
So, you know,
who's the lucky guy?

No guy, Denny.

Just me, Delina
and Wang Chung.

Oh, wow. Okay,
who is Wang Chung?

Don't get yourself
worked up.

Wang Chung is
a band from the '80s.

Karaoke?
Exactly.

Oh, well,
in that case,

I would love to Wang
Chung you and Delina.

You know Denny,
I don't doubt
that for a second.

What do we got, Al?

Davis Bennett,
second-year student
at Manhattan Conservatory.

Right in here.

DENNY: Very prestigious
music school.

AL: Took one to the chest.
No shell casings.

Talked to the CSI guys.

So far we assume
he was shot somewhere else.

Dumped here.

What about
security cameras?

Nope. None
in this area.

He's just a baby.

JAY: Take a look, Al.

Hey, boys,
where's Carrie?
With Delina.

Getting Davis'
autopsy results.

Really?

You know, I should
probably go help them.

Or you could stay here
and get caught up to speed.

Jay.
All right.

Meet Davis Bennett,
20 years old,
from Allentown, Pennsylvania.

First year trumpet
in Manhattan
Conservatory studio band.

Kid was good.
JAY: And I've been
combing through

his credit cards,
phone records
and emails.

There's nothing
suspicious there.

Where was Davis
last seen alive?

Leaving studio band
practice at 10:30 p.m.

Carrie and I will
head over to the school.

Who runs the studio
band over there?

Let's see.
The catalog
says a Leo Hackett.

Hackett's at
Manhattan Conservatory?

You know him?
Yeah, he...

He taught me how
to play the trumpet.
Oh.

What?

You two never wanted to
be anything but cops?

Always wanted
to be a cop.

Had a Miami Vice
backpack in school.

I dabbled in
animal husbandry.

Animal husbandry?

What?

My uncle owned a farm.

I'm sorry.
You were talking
about your trumpet.

I was talking about
the case, all right?

Leo Hackett was
teaching jazz studies

at Ithaca
when I was there.

This guy?

Can you play
any Kenny G?

No, I mean it.

That... That guy's...
We're done
talking here.

What? I'm being serious.
It was a compliment.

Kenny G?
He's a fantastic artist.

Very smooth.

CARRIE: Good morning.

DELINA: What a night.

I was so hung over.
Oh, my God.

I wanna do it
again by the way.

Yes.

Yes.

Um...

Davis Bennett.
What do we got?

Poor kid.
Let me show you.

So, stippling
around the wound

suggests he was
shot at close range.

A medium
caliber handgun.

Possibly a .38.

And based on his rigor,

he died between 2:00
and 3:00 a.m. this morning.

What about
his toxicology?

Traces of Provigil,
a drug used
for narcoleptics.

Was he narcoleptic?

No.

So, what's a kid
like Davis doing

with a drug used
for narcoleptics?

Well, some colleges...
The kids,

the over-achievers,
they use it to

have laser-like focus
for hours on end.

Yeah. I guess
it'll help a musician,

but is it worth
killing someone over?

Why didn't you
ever tell me you
were a jazz player?

This coming from the
person who never told
me she was married?

But it's different.

Why?
Because it's me.

And besides,
playing the trumpet?

It's not exactly
a chick magnet.

I know. You always went
for the lead guitar player.

Actually,
the drummer.

Hey.

All right,
what do you got?

MAN: There's a girl
next door...

Hey, there's a girl out here.
She lives next door.

Apparently, she
heard Davis arguing

with someone on
the phone last night.

I'm gonna talk to her.

Okay.

You heard Davis arguing
on the phone last night?

Yes.

You know who he
was arguing with?

No, sorry.
I just heard
Davis getting upset.

I don't know what
he was talking about.

Is there anyone
Davis was
having problems with?

I had one
class with him.

It's not like
we really talked.

Can I go now?
I'm late for rehearsal.

I thought the teachers
gave you the day off.

They did in case
we want to talk
to a counselor

or grieve or something.

And you don't want to.

It's not that.
I feel bad and everything.

It's just,
I can't risk
losing my chair.

Can I go now?

Yeah, sure.

Mark Overton's
finger work is solid.

I had forgotten
what this place is like.

I mean, these kids
prioritize music
over everything.

It's kill
or be killed.

Uh...

Look at all the greats
who guest lecture here.

CARRIE: I would be
impressed, but jazz,
it's not my thing.

I know.

Bon Jovi...

Al "18 Carrot" Burns.

It's been
a long time, brother.

18 Carrot

Hey, I'm Carrie.
Al's partner.

A pleasure to
meet you, Carrie.
I'm Leo.

He was my mentor.

Well, Al here
was all heart, man.

Full throttle
every time he played.

Always had a problem
with his fingering.

Don't.

Well, look at you.

A cop now. A lieutenant.

I'm sorry we're reconnecting
under such sad
circumstances, Leo.

Poor kid. You know, we...

It hurts to lose
a talent like Davis.

Seems like you're
the only one
who cares around here.

Music school culture,
and particularly
this music school,

pretty cutthroat
especially this time of year.

Westford Jazz Festival.

Well, it's where
the best meets the best.

It's where you get noticed.

As you know,
Al, if you don't get
noticed in this business,

you can kiss
your future goodbye.

I mean, look at me.

Oh, come on, Leo.

You're in a top music school,
you're teaching
future legends.

Still a glass-half-full
kinda guy, huh?

Good to see some
things don't change.

Listen, Davis was last
seen leaving your
studio band practice.

Okay if we talk
to the students?

Sure.

Everyone, listen up,
please.

We have Lieutenant Burns
and Detective Wells.

They're gonna ask you
guys a few questions.

Whose sheet music is that?

Matt Wexler.

He's your new
first

Yes.

Uh-huh.
Where is Matt now?

He's over there.

Ah!

First-year trumpeter,
Matt Wexler

meet all-star quarterback,
Al Burns.

I hate to break it to you,
but you're screwed, bro.

Man, I didn't
do anything.

Sure you did.
You ran.

Come on.

And then there's
the matter of these.

They fell out
of your backpack.

You're the dealer that
gave Davis Provigil.

And we checked
your cell phone records

because it's
something we can do.

And we know.

You're the person
he was arguing with.

Fighting with on the
phone at 7:00 p.m.,

the night before he died.

It's not what you think.

I disagree, Mattie.

I disagree.
I'll tell you why.

Now that Davis is
out of the picture,
who's first chair?

You.

You took the kid
out just in time

to get noticed
at Lincoln Center?

Was I jealous?

Yeah.

Did I occasionally wish
that Davis would drop dead

so I could be
first chair? Sure.

But I mean any second chair
has had thoughts like that.

But they didn't
act on them.

Hey, I didn't kill him.

Miles never
would've shot Mingus

no matter how
heated shit got.

Yeah, but you
lost me there, kid.

We were composing together.

That's what
the fight was about.
A song we were working on.

Davis was
ignoring all my ideas,
nothing new.

He had such
a big-ass ego.

So things got contentious.

All right.

Well, if he was
such a prick,

why work with him?

He was a genius.

That's pretty high
praise for someone

you occasionally
wished was dead.

It made me
a better player.

I'm gonna miss him.

Well, then give
us something, Mattie.

It'd go a long
way to helping us
forget about these.

Davis was having issues
with the teacher.

Okay.

What kind of issues?

Something shady
was going on.

Anytime I ask Davis about it,
he'd clam up.

This teacher got a name?

Leo Hackett.

All right.
So, we're looking at Leo.

Anything to rule him
out as a suspect?

I'm sorry, boss.

I know this guy was
kind of a mentor to you.

See what you can
find on him, Jay.

Okay. Well...

Ten consecutive wins
at the New Orleans
College Jazz Festival

and three "Teacher
of the Year" awards.

And 25 years of
looking after students.

Doesn't seem like
a guy who suddenly
flies off the handle

and shoots one of them.

But that's where
the good stuff ends.

There've been
complaints by students
citing verbal abuse.

Kids today are too soft.

So, Leo yells.

He yelled at me.

I was a better
player for it.

Some of the students
also complained of
psychological trauma,

resulting from
Leo's violent temper.

Trauma? That sounds
trumped up to me.

I don't know, boss.

Check this.

Manhattan Conservatory's
maintenance records.

They got guys fixing
something that Leo's damaged

in that studio
every other week.

Holes in the wall.
Broken chairs,
music stands.

Did this guy destroy
things when you were
playing with him?

Sometimes Leo's passion
would get the best of him.

That doesn't
make him a killer.

He's a got a string
of assault charges, Al.

He put two guys
he used to perform
with in the hospital.

Got into fights with them
after the performance.

And then there's this.

JAY: Leo owns a .38, Al.

Same caliber gun
used to shoot Davis.

I'll talk to him.

You want me
to call Carrie?
Alone! Thanks, Jay.

What the
hell is this?

Leo, we just need
to do a ballistics
test on your gun.

What if I say no?

We're past that.

It's a warrant to
search your place.

Unis are already there.

You think I shot him?

Oh, screw you, Al!

My gun is locked in
a case where I left it.

Then I'm sure
I'll get a call any
second to confirm that.

Speak of the devil.

Lieutenant Burns.

What's the combination
on your gun case?

12-bar blues
chord progression.

One, four,
five, one.

What's wrong?

It's not in the case.

Does Leo
have an alibi?

Not a good one.

He says he
was home alone.

LEO: Till you asked
me for my gun,

I didn't even
know it was missing.

So what, Leo?
Someone took it?

They'd have to
know you had a gun.

They'd have to know
your combination.

I probably should've
come up with something
better than that.

I mean...

One, four, five, one.

Everyone knows that
that's my chord progression.

Well, you remember
our place in Ithaca.

Students, friends,
everybody was dropping by
all the time to jam.

Well, at my place
it's the same today.

Anyone who came by
could've taken it.

I don't remember
you having a gun back then.

I also don't remember
you beating the
shit out of people.

I lose my
temper sometimes.

I have my demons
just like everybody else.

But you seriously don't
think that I shot Davis?

Jay, push in on
that cocktail napkin.

Sure.

I saw that exact
logo on a matchbook
in Davis' dorm room.

Where's it from?

I'm on it. I'm on it.

Yeah, God,
you're brilliant.

I just...
I never get tired
of watching you work.

I don't know.
Thank you.

He was talking to me.

DENNY:
I was.

He's stonewalling.

Well, I got something.

Leo's napkin's from
a hidden underground
club in the Bronx

called "The Drunken Rabbit",
owned by...

...Marko Vrioni.

DENNY: Vrioni?

I know this guy
from back in my
organized crime days.

He's got ties to
the Albanian mafia.

JAY: It looks like
Vrioni's involved
in multiple enterprises.

Nightclubs, racketeering,
drug trafficking,

and he's also big time
into racehorses.
Ooh!

Owns a box
over at Aqueduct.

AL: Start talking
about The Drunken Rabbit.

What was Davis
doing in a club

run by an
Albanian gangster?

I don't know.

We know Davis is
connected to it
and now we know you are.

You're right.

I got Davis to
play gigs there.

Playing for a
nightline crowd

is an invaluable
experience for a young
musician like Davis.

There are plenty
of jazz clubs
in New York.

Why push Davis to play
for a bunch of thugs?

They pay the best.

You were taking a cut,
weren't you?

How much?

70%.

What happened to you?

Alimony payments
from two divorces.

Well, they don't
pay themselves and...

Offers for gigs
of my own?

They've been drying up
for the past few years.

My life didn't
turn out exactly
the way I planned it.

So, what?
Davis finally
refused to play.

Maybe he threatened
to expose you
and you shot back.

I didn't shoot him.

Then you tell
me who did.

I don't know.
That is not good enough!

You have a string of assaults
and your gun is missing.

A jury is going
to look at that,

along with the money
you were taking from him?

And they will draw
their own conclusion.

Leo, you gotta
give me something,

or you're going away
for Davis' murder.

Okay.

Uh...

Davis played
a midnight set,

at The Drunken Rabbit
the night he died.

Was Davis having problems
with anyone at that club?

I don't know. I...

I would just give
him the password
and then they'd let him in.

We're gonna
need that password.

I don't know.
They change
it every night.

Give me some
of the passwords.

Blue Moon.

Papa's Got
a Brand New Bag.

Song titles.

Passwords aren't
song titles.
DENNY: Hmm?

They're racehorses.

Wait, how do you...
How do you know that one?

Marko's not the only one
who likes to play the ponies.

Listen, the passwords
are the Aqueduct winners

of the ninth race
of the past four Saturdays.

And I know
tonight's password.

Jay, pull up
that security footage
from outside the club,

the night Davis
was killed.

Got it right here.

There goes
Davis at 2:05.

You know what that means.
This kid must've
gotten shot like,

shortly after that.
Like 2:30 in the morning.

The guy looks like
he's on a mission.

So, all we have to do
is go down to the club,

talk to them,
and find out
where he was going.

No one in a place like
this is gonna wanna
talk to a couple of cops.

Well, who said anything
about going as cops?

Password?

Tequila Jack.

Should've bet on him.
I would've got the pick 6.

Gotta deal with her
for a second, buddy.

I get it all day.

And he loves it.

WOMAN:
♪ You and I

♪ Are just like
a couple of tots

♪ Running through the meadow

♪ Pickin' up lots
of forget-me-nots

♪ You made me feel so young

♪ You make me feel
there are songs to be sung

♪ Bells to be rung

♪ And a wonderful
fling to be flung

♪ You made me feel so young ♪

We'll be back in a few.

I'm gonna talk
to the singer.

Yeah, I bet you will.

I'm gonna go talk to...

I know.
The drummer.

Knock yourself out.

Gorgeous.

Excuse me?

Your take on
that last song.

Oh. Thank you.

Yeah. Playing it in B-flat.

That's tricky to pull off.

You know your jazz.

I'm a talent
scout from Chicago.

You have a name,
"Talent scout from Chicago"?

Roger Baron.

Stella.

I was standing
here the other night

and I heard this
amazing trumpet player.

Mmm.

Davis Bennett.

He's our biggest draw.

Especially with the ladies.

You haven't heard?

Bennett's dead.

He died night
before last.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

Look,
you are gorgeous.

Well, thank you.

And cool.

I'd love to hear more
about your label.

Well, you're a very
talented drummer.

Do you like to mix
business with pleasure?

How about your boyfriend?

Him? No.

No, he's not my boyfriend.

My friend.

Look at...
He's flirting up a storm
with your lead singer.

Yeah, Stella.

That's the boss' girl.

Ah...
And Marko is not somebody
you wanna piss off.

What's it like working
with the boss' girlfriend?

She can do
whatever she wants.

Like tonight.

She changed the
arrangement to a song
right before we played it.

Well, you know what?

You're such a good drummer,
I didn't even know.

Well, thank you.

Hey, Marko.

I'm Marko Vrioni.

Raquel Scott.

Why don't you
join me in my office
for a private drink?

Sure, I like private.

Don't go anywhere.

So, tell me.

What are you
really doing here,
Raquel Scott?

I'm listening
to music, right?

I mean I know
that's a crazy thing
to do in a jazz club.

But I'm a record executive
out of Chicago.

Devin Schurtzer,
you know him?

Never heard of him.
CARRIE: Really?

'Cause he's heard of you.

In fact, he says you
get the best young
artists to play here

before they play
anywhere else in the city.

Glad my reputation's
made it out to Chicago.

We're interested in an artist.
We hear he's special.

He plays here,
Davis Bennett.

Again,
why are you here?

I'm a record executive.
I mean I'm going
to a bunch of clubs.

This isn't the only one.

We're actually looking
to sign a few artists.

Like who?

Mark Overton's
finger work is solid.

But he's overrated.

MAN: I saw him last
week at the Vanguard.

That stuff's so derivative.

Well, there's
Mark Overton,

he's playing
at the Vanguard
Thursday nights.

So, I'm gonna go
take in his show.

And then there's
Mel Flower and Babkin.

They're playing at
The Stone Saturday night.

I'm gonna go see them.

They're blowing up,
we wanna sign 'em.

You wanna join me?

Davis Bennett
isn't playing tonight.

Really?

Mmm.

You can take her
back to the bar.

Whatever happened
to our private drink?

Oh, Kenny will set you up.

Don't turn around.
We're being watched.

I have a clue.

Wanna dance?

You don't dance.

I do now,
let's make it convincing.
Oh.

I see you're starting
to feel the music, huh?

Just go with it.

Okay, there's a
guy behind you.

See him?
Yeah.

There's a button
missing on his jacket.

I saw the exact
same button at Davis
Bennett's crime scene.

That places him at the lot
where Davis was dumped.

But it doesn't
prove he's a killer.

Good point.

Well, maybe instead
of blowing our cover tonight,

we should have our guys
go pay him a visit tomorrow.

Yes.

You ready to
get out of here?

Sure.

Especially since
you've been flirting
with Marko's girlfriend.

Oh...
I was not flirting.

Oh, yes, you were.

Take me home now.

I would love to.

Roger.
Raquel.

Sorry about
detaining you overnight.

You're just doing your job.

And I've seen worse.
The drunk tank,
New Orleans Jazz Fest.

Look...

...this kid Davis, man.

He was the real deal.

We'll find his killer.

All right,
go ahead and ask me.

Ask you what?

If giving up jazz
was the right
thing for you to do.

You've been asking
yourself that same
question for 25 years.

No, you said it yourself.
I never had the chops.

Chops you can learn.

You had heart.

You never told me that
when I was your student.

Well, you know me.

That's not how I do it.

Maybe it's not
too late to start.

I'll give that
some thought.

So, these are all the guys
who work for Marko.

That's him, uh,
scar on his cheek.
Who's he?

Here we go.

Alec Hyka came to
the States in '97.

He's been racking up
arrests ever since

and busted for
drug trafficking,
arms dealing, assault.

It doesn't seem like
he's done any time.

With a rap sheet
like that? Come on.

Looks like Marko's
attorney always manages

to get the charges
against Alec dropped.

A lot of shady characters
in the club last night.

Maybe Davis saw
Alec do something
he wasn't supposed to.

Alec had to
take him out.

What's Alec's address?

712 Bogart Ave,
East Bronx, apartment 3A.

You two, head over there.

Hey.
Huh?

You know,
Al's not the
only macho guy

who explored
his artistic side.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

A couple years ago
I dabbled in a little
ballroom dancing.

To tell you the truth,
I had a hell of a tango.

Is that right?
True story.

You know,
if I'd stuck with it

I'd probably be on that
dancing TV show, who knows?

Yeah, no way
you're getting laid
with that one, Denny.

What?

Are you kidding me?
It works like a charm.

My man,
ladies love to dance.

JAY: Hey! Hey, you!

Police!

Holy shit.

No.

Okay, we know Alec
was at Davis'
crime scene, right?

He's Marko's
hired muscle.

So, chances are
he doesn't make a move

without his
boss' say-so.

We need more than that
to come after Marko.

Carrie's right.
Look, I know these mob guys.

All right?

They come in there with their
thousand-dollar-an-hour
lawyers,

sitting with
their smug-ass grins
on their face.

You know, just like
daring you to arrest them.

We need to get one
of Marko's people

to break ranks,
give us something.

Well, why don't you hit up
your girlfriend Stella.

I mean, she's dating Marko.
She might know something.

Hey, Lieu.

You got a new girlfriend?
All right.

That's a nice new necklace
you're wearing there, Denny.

I've never seen you
wear that one before.

Oh, yeah,
it's just a friend's.

You're wearing
your friend's necklace?

He means girlfriend.

I mean,
it's not that defined yet.

Defined enough that
you're wearing her necklace.

She asked me
to wear it, okay?

It's something about,
you know,

making us feel closer
or something like that.

Aww...
That's sweet.

Al, you could take
a leaf out of his book.

When we were dating,
you never wore
anything of mine

except that one time
when you wore my thong.

Okay, back to the case.

There was a photo
in Davis' dorm room.

He was wearing a necklace.

Stella had the same necklace
at the club that night.

Oh, you see?
Look, I'm not the only guy

who shares necklaces
with his lady friends.

Stella and Davis
had a thing.

Your crush Stella
was having
an affair with Davis.

She's not my crush, okay?

I just liked her version of
You Make Me Feel So Young.

STELLA:
♪ 'Cause you
make me feel so...

♪ You made me feel so...

♪ You made me feel

♪ So young... ♪

You made me
feel so young.

You made me feel
so young, past tense.

And the drummer
said that Stella
changed the arrangement

right before
they went on stage.

What if she was singing it
for her lover Davis?

What if she was dedicating
that song to him

because she
knew he was dead?

I'm gonna talk to Stella.

Oh. Hi.

Roger, right?

Kind of early
for tonight's show.

You remember
my fake name.

Lieutenant Burns, NYPD.

What's this about?

Davis Bennett.

I liked you a lot better
as a record executive.

Come on in.

This is your dressing room?

Welcome to
the high class world
of being a jazz singer.

I know you and Davis
shared a necklace.

Tell me what
else you shared.

That's crazy.
I'm with Marko.

All it takes is
one phone call, Stella.

We can have crime
scene techs comb
through your apartment.

They'll find Davis' prints.
They'll find his DNA.

Davis and I started
seeing each other months ago.

He was just a kid,

but when he played,
he could be any age.

It was jazz, you know.

I had to get
close to that.

I didn't mean to
break his heart.

That's why
his plan took off.

He was in love.

I told him
we'd never work,

but he believed
love always wins.

Who killed him?

Stella, if Davis
meant anything to you,

help us nail his killer.

I can't.

If he finds out
I even talked to you...

If Marko finds out.

He suspected
us for weeks.

Ever since he saw us
talking after a show,

he started
threatening me.

Telling me to
stay away from him.

I tried to tell Davis
you can't cross Marko.

He's crazy.

Two nights ago,
Davis followed me
home from the club.

I let him up.

I told him
we had to end it.

But suddenly,
Marko appeared there
with two of his guys

and he threatened
him and he told him

never to come
to the club again

and never to talk to me.

But Davis refused.

I begged him
not to hurt him.

I begged him.

It's my fault.

Marko shot him,
but it's my fault.

Hang tight,
we got this.

You gotta feel pretty
relieved that Leo's
in the clear, right?

I am.

Stella holding up okay?

Yeah, considering.

She's pretty torn up
about everything.

You know, if there's
one thing I learned
in high school, Al,

is that star-crossed
love never ends well.

You had a star
crossed love affair
in high school?

No, me, no.
High school English,
Romeo and Juliet.

I did okay in
high school, Al.

Yeah, I'm sure.

How's Denny doing?

Well, he's just
getting started.

Ah.

Now, look, I am sorry
about what happened
to your boy Alec.

There are plenty more
where he came from.

Oh.

You think you're
getting out of here,
don't you?

I got your balls in a vice.

Stella's neighbors
said they heard

what they thought
was a car backfiring at
2:30 in the morning.

But it wasn't a car.

That was you,
firing a round
into Davis' chest.

I had no
problem with that kid.

Yeah, sure.
Until you caught
him nailing Stella.

See, I imagine
a guy like you

doesn't stand for some punk

half his age giving
it to his girl, right?

They were never together.

That kid was stalking Stella.
He was obsessed with her.

Marko, come on.

You've heard
Stella sing, right?

She can really
sell it, can't she?

She wouldn't lie to me.

No?

You seem like
a generous guy.

I am,
with people I like.

Like Stella.

See,

we looked into it.

You bought her a necklace.

So what?

So...

She gave it to Davis

and they'd been
seeing each other
for months.

AL: He didn't know.

JAY: What?

You see Marko's reaction?
He didn't know
about the affair.

DENNY: Look at him.

Doesn't he look happy?
Doesn't that make you mad?

How 'bout you tell me
what you did with the gun

after you shot Davis.

We're done here.
Hey.

Now, look, I think Mr. Vrioni
can decide for himself

if he wants to cooperate.

Here's why we're done.

You've got your picture,
we've got ours.

Take a look.

Mr. Vrioni was at a restaurant
in Manhattan with Alec Hyka

and 10 other
witnesses at 2:30 a.m.,
the night in question.

I don't know,
maybe he gave it to
one of his thugs to do.

I don't think Marko knew
about Davis and Stella.

So then how'd it go down?

The only person
who's admitted
to being with Davis

at the time of
his death is Stella.

Ah.

I don't know,
why did she do it?

And how did she
get his body out of
her place all by herself?

They said Marko
didn't know about the affair.

I think he did
know about the murder.

So, what are
you thinking, Al?

I think maybe
I give Stella a ride.

You let Marko go?

We had no choice.

Without a confession,
we didn't have
enough to arrest him.

But what about
my statement?

Your word against his.

We need corroboration.

But he's going know
I've ratted him out.

And that you and
Davis were together.

Oh, my God.
Al, he's gonna
come after me.

He might.

I'll see about
protection for you.

You'll see about it?

Look, there are other ways
you could protect yourself.

You could amend
your statement.

Maybe tell us
a little bit more

about what happened that
night in your apartment.

I have nothing
to say to you.

If you change your mind.

MARKO: Stella, it's me.

I know
you're in there, Stella.

My guys saw you come in.

Open the door, Stella.

Open the damn door, Stella.

AL ON PHONE:
Hello?

It's Stella. Marko's here.

I'm on my way.

Hurry up, please.

He's outside
my dressing room.

Stella, calm down,
but listen to me.

I'll get there
faster if you tell me

what really
happened that night.

What?
You son of a bitch.

MARKO: Stella.

Okay, okay.

Davis came over
and he was drunk and furious

because I hadn't ended
things with Marko.

And he said he was
going to go to the club

and teach Marko a lesson...

MARKO: Open
the door, Stella.

And he had this gun
he said he took
from his teacher

and I told him just
forget it, go home.

She took the bait.
All right.

Hey, Carrie's
a minute out.

And just suddenly
we were fighting
over the gun and...

It went off.

And I tried to save him,
but there was
blood everywhere.

It was too much.

I panicked.
I called Marko.

He came over with
his guys to clean up.

MARKO: Stella.

Oh, my God,
he's coming through.

Hang on,
I'll be right there.

MARKO: Open the
damn door, Stella.

Drop your gun.

How many cops out there?

Enough to get you killed
if you try to run.

Guess I need a shield.

Listen.

Stella, you don't
have to do this.

Hey.

Nice weapon of choice.
Thanks.

You know,
I got a thing
for drummers.

Gotta hand it to you, Marko,
decent performance.

Could have
stuck to the script,
but not bad.

I helped you.
Now you help me.

We did help you.

Proved you
didn't kill Davis.

How about that
immunity you promised?

DENNY: I'm not
a lawyer, right,

but isn't that immunity
from prosecution for murder?

Yeah, see,
it doesn't include failing
to report a dead body.

Tampering with
the physical evidence.

Right, not to mention

operating a bar music
venue without a license.

Mmm. Ouch.

Hey, what's up?
I'll buy you a drink.

Sorry, hot date.

With who

Didn't they just walk
her out of here in
some NYPD

You got a crime
scene to process,
I got plans.

Hey, come on, Al.

Come on, man,
it's gonna take
me hours, man.

Well,

to another happy ending.

To another happy ending.

Mmm...

Oh.

He really is good.

Well, it's not
Wang Chung, but...

Hey listen,
nobody is Wang Chung.

I'm just saying.

You know,
I think Davis
really did love Stella.

Everyone says his
playing totally changed
two months ago.

The power
of love, right?

I mean, you definitely
became a much better
cop after you met me.

Do you ever regret it?

You know, the path you
took becoming a cop
and not a musician.

Nah.

I'm exactly where
I'm supposed to be.