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In New York City's war on crime

the worse criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

So Brittany's, like,
committed.

I mean, who knows
if she's even
going to show up.

That's not even
the point.

Who is this guy?

All of a sudden,
he's supposed to be

in Atlanta
for an Elton John benefit.

He is off
the V.I.P. list forever.

Lilly, I need
to speak with you.

We're late, Daddy.

This article?

Dad, that's
great exposure.

That's a national
magazine.

Didn't you get enough
exposure last summer

when you nearly ran
over those people?

Yeah, by accident.

And now this... this
exposé of your sex life?

Nobody takes
that stuff seriously.

They do, Lilly.

It's degrading.

Well, I didn't do it
to embarrass you, okay?

Let's talk
about this later.

Where are you going?

Where do you think?

I don't want you
going there.

Look, I know what
goes on there--

that so-called friend
of yours.

If he doesn't stay away
from you...

Daddy, stop it.

Lilly,
I mean it.

I can hurt him.

Lilly, I'm on
your side.

And sometimes I wish
you'd remember that.

Does it ever occur
to your dad

what a supreme geek
he is?

Don't say that.

Well, he is.

Well, shut up,
Serena.

You need to get
out of there

because that is
out of control.

He was
threatening me.

I was, like, oh
that's great, Daddy.

Real warm and fuzzy.
Love you, too.

You want me to do
a Menendez on him?

Just say the word;
I'm there for you.

Thank you,
sweetie.

Ooh, yeah.

Hey, jerkwad!

Put it away, Eddie.

I'm sorry, man,
I got this.

Listen,
go tell Jimmy

I said take care
of you, all right?

Try thatagain

I'm not letting you
back in here.

How you ladies doing?

Great...

'cause we've only been
here a half hour.

Where've you been?

Come on,
I want to talk to you.

Where'd you go to?

Let's have some fun.

Johnny, what is this?

Honey, go back
inside now.

Now.

That was weird.

Could you just
leave me alone...

please?

Daddy?

It's me.

Are you there?

Oh... pick up.

Pick up, pick up, please.

Mr. Carlyle?

Hello?

Please get up!

I didn't mean
to yell at you.

Please get up!

That's great, Dad!

Just lie there!

Please!

Daddy...

Please get up, get up!

Daddy, please
don't do this.

Wharton Carlyle

son of the late
Titus Carlyle

the billboard king.

What do you
make of this?

Well, the guy's
stabbed here

with a
double-edged knife

and then he hits
his head on the floor

when he falls.

Look at the
indentation.

A rip in the skin--

you don't get that
from hittin' the floor.

I'd look at all the
oars around here.

I bet you'd find part
of Carlyle's brain

on one of them.

Rowed in the Olympics
in '72

in Munich.

His daughter
into it?

First time I seen her.

I get here,
there he is.

She's all
goin' haywire.

You get much trouble
with the neighborhood?

Nah, just
the occasional bum.

I feel bad
about this.

He was a nice guy.

Lilly Carlyle--

somebody call
Dominick Dunne.

Why, you know
about her?

"It girl"
of the minute.

Famous for being rich
and famous--

Details magazine,
Vanity Fair.

Very popular, very young,
very everything.

Excuse me! Are you the
new detectives?

'cause I kind of need
to get out of here.

She sounds like
lots of fun.

Are you warm enough,
Miss Carlyle?

'Cause we can get you
some coffee.

No... Look, I'm sorry.

I'm just...

I'm a little bit
of a wreck right now

and I need to go home.

Unfortunately,
as traumatic

as this has been
for you

we can't allow you
to leave

until we get
a better sense

of what happened here
this morning.

I showed up,
and I found my father dead.

Are you on drugs,
Miss Carlyle?

Excuse me, what
did you say?

I was wondering
if you'd consent

to a drug test.

Don't answer that.

Hall, thank God.

This is terrible.

It's okay, Lilly.

Hall Richmond,
I'm a friend of the family.

And a lawyer.

Lilly will be happy
to answer your questions

once she's had a chance
to go home and change

and compose herself.

As for a drug test,
the answer's no.

Come on, Lilly.

I just got a call
from the inspector

who got a call
from the chief of detectives

who got a call
from a lawyer named Richmond.

Here come the smoke
and mirrors.

You asked to drug test
this girl?

Tell me she's
not a suspect.

She's a suspect.

I've seen this girl
in my kid's magazines.

She's 90 pounds
soaking wet.

With a nose full of cocaine,
she's a 400 pound gorilla.

Still, the guy was
an Olympic champion.

She could have had
an accomplice.

How's that work?

Two weapons.

We found the oar
that was used
on the skull

wiped clean
of prints

torso wounds
from a dagger

presumably gathering silt

at the bottom
of the Harlem River.

Okay.

I'll call this
Hall Richmond

make sure he brings
Miss Carlyle by for a chat.

Aren't you going to ask me
if I did it?

It's irrelevant, Lilly.

Now, whatever you do
you must not lie

to the police.

If there's anything
I don't want you to answer

I'll let you know.

You're out of your depth
so keep your mouth shut

and do what I tell you.

My dad was angry
about a magazine article

and, um, we got into
a fight Thursday night.

And, um, I went there
to apologize

and then when I saw
that he was dead, I mean...

you know, and I just
started throwing things

but that's all
that happened.

You drove from
the West Village

all the way up
to the Bronx.

Who was
with you?

Nobody.

Anybody you know
carry a knife?

I wouldn't associate
with people

who carry weapons, now,
would I?

I... I didn't know
very much about you.

So, I-I pulled some articles
off the computer

I went to the newsstand.

Is this one of the articles
that made your father upset?

No.

How about this one?

It was this one,
wasn't it?

You're very candid
about your sex life

in this article.

Was your father embarrassed?

It's promotion...

for my public relations
business.

Uh... last summer...
you got into an...

an altercation

with a
photographer?

Yeah, no, he was intruding
on my privacy.

You see, people like me
are always targets.

You nearly ran him over
with your car.

Did your father think
that's appropriate

for... people like you?

No, people like me

don't have to
put up with crap like this!

Lilly...

No!

Look, I'm not doing this
anymore.

We'll need the names
of the people you

were with last night.

Just go to the club.

They all know me there.

If you'll excuse us.

I don't remember
seeing her leave.

We were packed.

At 5:00 a.m.
on a Friday morning?

5:00 a.m.
any morning.

How about who
she was with?

Like I said,
it was a zoo.

You got security.
How about you pull

the tapes
from that night?

It's a loop; it's not
going to help you.

You know,
I read that she

did P.R. for you.

What does she
do, exactly?

[ scoffs]:
She's Lilly Carlyle.

Her rolodex looks like
the guest list

at the MTV Awards.

She put us
on the map.

Is that the reason
why you're giving us

the run-around?

Come on.

Mr. Hampton--

you can alienate her,
or you can alienate us.

But we can get a lot nastier
than some debutante.

Talk to
Serena Whitfield.

She was with her.

I don't remember anything
unusual that night.

Lilly talk about
her father that night?

Was she upset
with him?

I don't know anything
about that.

These are the police.

Tell them what they
want to know.

Her dad was on her a lot.

And Lilly was, like...

she can give
as good as she gets.

What was his problem
with Lilly?

He didn't like her
hanging out

at the Aztec.

-Why?

He didn't like
the people there--

the people
who ran the place.

Her dad told Lilly he knew
what was going on there

and he was going
to shut it down.

What was going on
at the club?

Like...

Thursday night...

there was this guy
getting beat up behind the club.

I don't know
who he was.

Who was
beating him up?

Two guys,
these big guys.

Everybody says they're
gangsters.

Those two were just whaling
on this other guy.

John was there.

John Hampton?

Yes.

Lilly was so freaked out.

Hampton, John.

That's right.

The business
address is

1-1-2 Garston.

Okay, get back to me.

Cabaret license
is held by Hampton.

Same story with
the liquor license.

We're not the only ones
checking up on him.

Two weeks ago,
Wharton Carlyle

through his non-profit
foundation

called the State Liquor
Authority about Hampton.

He also called
the Real Estate Board

and the
health department.

Well, it looks like Hampton
didn't want the attention.

Last few years, Hampton ran

a couple of clubs
in Tempe, Arizona.

Cited for serving
alcohol to minors

fire regs, he paid
his fines.

Tempe's a long way
from Mott Street.

The club is
connected, Captain.

The magic gut
speaks.

If I'm going to talk up
this mob angle upstairs

you're going to have
to prove it to me first.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Whoa, this is a private lot.

Yeah, who owns it?

Sorry, officer.

It's leased, actually,
by the Aztec Club.

I hope there's
no problem.

We're just keeping an eye
on the neighborhood.

How come?

Because we're the police.

How long you been
exclusive to the club?

Couple of months.

And they make it
worth your while

to keep the place deserted
like this during the day?

It's an arrangement.

I mean, it works for
them, it works for me.

It looks more like
you're working for them.

When you made
this arrangement

they threaten you?

We'll
protect you.

Right. Right.

Who are the lucky stiffs

that get to park here during
the day?

That's Mr. Hampton's car.

He owns the club.

That one

I don't know.

Looks like it's been
here a few days.

The paper on the dash
is from Thursday.

This car's been here
since Thursday night?

Yeah.

Is there a problem?

You'll be the first to know.

I already told the cops at
the hospital.

It was on Little West 12th
and Ninth.

Four guys, one with a gun.

They jacked my van.

Next thing you know, I wake up
in the emergency room.

It's so amazing you got
Pete's van back.

Did you catch the guys?

Uh... no.

Mr. Samuels

did you do any work
at the Aztec Club?

Never heard
of the place.

We found your van
in the parking lot.

Who roughed you up, Pete?

We know
you're afraid.

The fact is, if you
don't help us

we can't help you.

I'm not asking for help,
all right?

I didn't ask you here.

We're here anyway.

I installed the audio
system at the Aztec.

Were you there
Thursday night?

They asked me in
to adjust the subs.

As soon as I got there,
they went after me

on account they heard
that I took a gig

with a new place
down on Ninth.

No one told me
I was exclusive.

That's the other guy-- Vinny.

Him and Frank did
the beat down, and, uh

Hampton just watched.

You did a good thing,
Pete, thanks.

But I don't have to come
back again, right?

I mean, they don't have
to know it was me?

No, no, Pete,
that's good.

Now's a good time
to think maybe this

is going to piss them off.

Hey, Crystal,
come here.

Wait...

Vincent Russo,
Frank Ventura.

Kissing cousins of
the Genovese's.

One second.

Why'd you lock your door?

You got somebody in here?

I was taking a nap.

Here you go,
coat check and bar tabs.

We got you a new guy we want you
to use for your glassware.

I already got
2,000 glasses, Vinny.

Guess what?
They're all chipped.

Okay, okay.

Look, the police came by about
the Carlyle murder.

I don't need that kind of heat.

Hampton...

don't go looking for trouble.

My dad never told me
anything about the mob.

Why was he looking into
the club's ownership

in the first place?

I don't know.

Why does it have to be about
this whole mob thing?

Why can't it just be some
mugger who tried to rob him?

It's going to be
what it's going be.

Why do you care
one way or the other?

I don't care about what happens
to these guys.

I think you care what happens
to John Hampton.

John isn't a mobster.

I'm sorry to give you
the bad news

about the guy you've been
sleeping with.

Excuse me, what?

Were you, or weren't you?

Lilly, I think you should answer
the detectives truthfully.

It was a very casual thing.

But enough to worry your father.

He didn't want me
going down there.

I told John that
he shouldn't let

those guys in.

That it was a horrible image
for the club.

And he said that
he had no choice.

Did he say why?

This guy-- Vinny.

John said that the Feds

had him indicted because he
chopped off a guy's hand.

A federal indictment, John
Hampton said that?

Yeah.

Since when?

Okay, thanks Harry.

There's an indictment,
all right.

Federal Grand Jury
billed Russo for torture

and extortion
four months ago.

It's not on his sheet.

They said it was sealed.

Where does a
nightclub owner

find out about a sealed
federal indictment?

What's it called?

Aztec?

Yes.

I never
heard of it.

I can run the names
of the principles

through the
Bureau's database

see what comes up.

Could you?

That'd be
so helpful.

What's your interest
in this club?

It's in connection
with a murder.

Wharton Carlyle,
kind of a big shot.

Who you looking at for it?

Vincent Russo

Frank Ventura, plus a newcomer,
John Hampton.

We're about
to execute

search and
arrest warrants.

You can't do that.

Really? Why's that?

The Aztec
is a Bureau sting operation.

And John Hampton would be
Agent John Hampton.

We have spent over a year
putting this in place.

We're well into building a case
against the Genoveses

for extortion, racketeering,
money laundering.

We're not jeopardizing that
for someone...

For a murder investigation?

How long before

you roll up
the operation?

Four to six months.

Six months?!
What do we do
till then?

Watch our leads
turn to ice?

Look, I sympathize
with your problem.

Maybe I can be your eyes
and your ears.

You'll do no such thing.

The Aztec Club is off-limits.

I won't have my agent
compromised.

Then you better pull him out

because as long as it's
in the five boroughs

that club's on our beat.

I want to see
the tapes.

It's a sting
operation.

I want to see the
surveillance tapes.

Absolutely not.

You know, I get
calls every day

from the mayor on
down on this case.

It sure would be great
to tell him

how helpful the Bureau's been.

I think I got something
interesting from Thursday night.

So, John, you
like undercover?

Ah, it beats driving a desk
in the Phoenix field office.

After a while, you forget
you're playing dress-up.

It's like a groove.

You ever try it?

I wouldn't be any good.

It's just not my nature.

So those four years
in Narcotics, what was that?

You ran three
undercover operations.

27 arrests, 27 convictions.

You read my file.

Wouldn't you?

And Eames-- you transferred
to Major Case

after three years in Vice.

Winter nights trolling the Point
in a fur coat and a halter top

looking for johns.

That's tough duty.

Let's not run games
on each other.

Okay, let's check it out.

That's Eddie Dutton.

He shows up every
time Lilly's around.

This might help you.

Is there any more
to the tape?

That's all I can show you.

Good hunting.

It was in your bedroom, Eddie.

A double-edged knife--

the same kind of weapon used
to kill Lilly's dad.

Listen... I'm not even...

This is nuts, okay?

Relax, Eddie.

We're going
to get to the
bottom of this.

Oh, geez...

You know, this is...

It's just really what I...

You're going to want to start
finishing a sentence here

pretty soon, Eddie.

Forensics is going over
your knife.

You got something to tell us,
now would be a good time.

What she says is true.

[ whispering]:

Okay.

I offered to get rid
of her dad.

I know how it sounds.

When I drink,
I say pretty much anything.

Well

people say things they don't
mean when they're drunk.

Yeah, but then
it happened.

He's dead.

I'm screwed, man.

This is what...

Well, you're in trouble,
that's a fact.

But you keep telling us
the truth

we'll see where it gets us.

Hey, if I was really
going to do it

I wouldn't have flashed
the knife in front of everybody.

Who's "everybody"?

Lilly, Serena,
a photographer, Hampton...

Man, he really flipped out.

Over the knife?

Yeah. I thought he was going
to kill me.

After all this stuff,
what happened?

All I remember
is waking up

in the bathroom.

What time
did you leave?

I don't know.

Morning.

The cleaning crew
woke me up.

Got a mixed bag
from Forensics.

Size and shape
consistent with the wound

but no blood or tissue
on the knife.

Could have soaked it
in disinfectant.

Mm. If he was smart,
he would have ditched the knife.

Be happy he's plenty dumb
to hand you

enough incriminating
statements to choke a judge.

Now you just have
to bust his alibi.

I have to brief
the Chief of Detectives by 6:00.

A little good news
wouldn't hurt.

Go and check the alibi.

I'm going to be down
in Forensics.

I analyzed the saliva.

This one, traces of animal fat,
mustard residue...

No, not that one.

I had pastrami
for lunch.

Oh. Explains the antacid.

Oh, the other mug
cocaine.

It's also present
in the fingerprints on the mug.

Those cops came
to see me.

So? They come and see me
all the time.

They asked me about
you and Eddie.

They think you killed
your father, the two of you.

What?

Who told them that?

Did Eddie tell them that?

Had to get it from someplace.

That is so outrageous.

It doesn't
really matter.

It's enough the
police believe it.

You got to
protect yourself.

Oh...

So, what am I going to do?

What I tell you.

There's a way to
handle the police.

You know so much
about cops, right?

I know enough.

John...

I don't ever want
this to end, baby.

You're so too much.

Eddie was drinking
vodka gimlets all night.

I think he had, like, seven.

And then he came out,
and he said

he was going to do something
really cool for me

that he was going to pull
a Menendez on my dad.

And I just ignored it

'cause I thought
what anybody would think--

that he was just kidding.

What made you
change your mind about that?

I don't know.

I was just thinking.

And then there's the part
where he pulled out the dagger.

He took out a dagger?

Yeah. He got
really pissed

at this photographer

and he started
flashing it around

to impress me.

I mean, I realize now
that he was doing all that

to impress me,
so that's why I think he did it.

That's why I think
he killed my dad.

Now, what was it he said again?

That he was going to do
something really cool for me--

that he was going to pull
a Menendez on my dad.

And by that time, he had, uh,
what, three or four drinks?

Seven.

Seven vodka gimlets.

All right, Lilly.

I think that's sufficient.

We appreciate your coming in,
Ms. Carlyle.

It took
a lot of guts.

The officer
will accompany you out.

Thank you.

I'll call the D.A., tell him
we're ready to send up charges.

"Dagger"?

Since when does
a 20-year-old debutante

use the word "dagger"?

Maybe she read it
in a fashion magazine.

Only cops use the word "dagger"

to describe
a double-edged knife.

It didn't sound

on the up-and-up
coming from her, Captain.

Eddie Dutton didn't just have
a lot of drinks.

He had seven drinks.

She was coached
by her coke-snorting boyfriend

Agent Hampton.

Undercovers have a lot to do
to fit in.

Dipping into the nose candy,
humping the local talent--

it's not unheard of.

What is your problem
with this guy?

I don't know. Ooh!

I...

I just get the feeling

I got to watch my back
around him.

Well, until you come up
with a motive

don't talk to me about Hampton.

Mr. Carlyle never mentioned
a John Hampton to me.

Mr. Carlyle was
a very private man.

If it didn't have
anything to do

with the
Foundation's work

we didn't discuss it.

Ever see the name on any
documents or correspondence?

No.

Eames.

These are
office phone records.

In the two weeks
before the murder

there were three phone calls
to Phoenix.

Hello?

Wh-What was that?

Wagner Security...

Is there a Mr. Wagner
I can speak to?

Mr. Wagner?

Detective Goren.

This is Detective Eames.

Hey, you're a tough guy
to get ahold of.

Yeah, can't hit
a moving target.

You mind if we hurry?

My plane was late,
and I have a meeting.

So, you wanted to know

what I did for
Wharton Carlyle?

Whatever you
can tell us.

He had me run
a background check

on a guy in Arizona
name of John Hampton.

Did he say why?

Carlyle had found
some explicit Polaroids

of Hampton
with his daughter

plus evidence Hampton
had given her drugs.

And the girl had floated
Hampton some money--

40 grand.

Carlyle wanted leverage
to get this jerk

to cut the girl loose.

Guy works for the Bureau.

Can you believe that?

I'll fax you his file,
if that would help.

Great.

How did Carlyle react
when you told him?

That an FBI man
was corrupting his daughter?

He was not happy about it.

I told him to be careful.

Hampton had already stuck a gun
down the throat

of Lilly Carlyle's boyfriends.

Hampton was out of control.

Carlyle was probably
leaning on him

threatening to go
to his boss.

Giving drugs to a girl
that's not old
enough to drink

taking money from her--

it's indefensible,
even for an undercover.

So, do we have
a motive now?

I think you do.

We're talking about
arresting an undercover

FBI agent
in the middle of a sting.

I don't know about you

but I don't want
to be reassigned

to the motor pool.

Then it'll be my decision.

I'll get the warrant;
you pick him up.

There was a reputed

money-laundering
operation....

What the hell is this?

The FBI sting netted

a number of associates
of the Genovese crime family

including popular nightclub
owner, John Hampton.

Son of a bitch!

United States v. Vincent Russo

Francis Ventura,
John Hampton, et al.

The predicates include assault

in aid of racketeering,
money laundering

and extortion.

How are
we pleading gentlemen?

Not guilty.

We ask for
remand, Your Honor.

The defendants
all have previous records

and the evidence against them
is substantial.

Defendants are remanded
to custody.

Your Honor.

A.D.A. Carver

New York District
Attorney's office.

Now, before the
defendants are removed

I'd like to be heard
on this matter.

The detectives'
first attempt

to arrest John Hampton

was preempted
by Agent Wallis.

We're now simply
trying to keep the FBI

from kidnapping
our suspect.

Arrest warrant or not

their murderinvestigation can't be allowed

to sabotage a
federal case.

It's hardly our fault
the U.S. Attorney

pinned her hope
on a murderer.

His behavior
does seem questionable

but I don't see
much direct evidence

linking him to this murder.

If these detectives
weren't so busy

running the FBI's
obstacle course

I'm sure they'd find
enough evidence to satisfy you.

Your Honor,
in the absence

of compelling evidence

the federal government
has the greater interest here.

There's an interest
greater than prosecuting

the taking of a life?

What law books are
you working from?

I have to agree
with Ms. Emanuel.

Until I see more evidence...

I'm staying
your arrest warrant.

Your Honor, there's also
the need to protect

the identity
of the Bureau's agent.

I'd like to request
a gag order.

Very well.

Mr. Carver

the NYPD and your office
is now under a gag order.

You can continue
to develop your case.

We are done here.

There goes Hampton
down the rabbit hole.

Even the FBI can't ignore
a federal judge.

You heard him.

The man wants
compelling evidence.

Right, and I want
a foot massage

from Derek Jeter.

I didn't see him.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

This rope is
cut through clean.

Are there any scissors
or shears over there?

-Nope.

Knife?

No knife, but there are
hash marks on this workbench.

Could be from a knife.

Mr. Carlyle
keep a knife here?

He had a rigging knife.

A rigging knife.

That's a single-edged blade.

Those double blades,
they're not so useful.

Cut yourself, you know?

Yeah, I know.

Do you think you could
pick the knife from a book?

Think so.

We'd appreciate it.

This is the wrong kind
of knife.

Carlyle was killed
with a double-edged blade.

But his is missing.

The caretaker picked it out.

The last time
he saw Carlyle with it

was a couple
of weeks ago.

Big help there.

What are you doing?

Reading Hampton's FBI files.

We passed his photo
and a description of his car

around the neighborhood

of the marina.

No pops.

We need something.

City Police Liaison

the Mayor's office,
the Department of Justice

all feel very strongly

the FBI should not be
messed with.

We got him.

This is the same kind of knife

that Carlyle kept
in his boathouse--

the knife that was used
to kill him.

This a
single-edged knife?

Yes.

Well, right there,
he's wrong.

The killer stabbed the victim
once with this knife

turned it around
and reinserted it into the wound

this time
with the sharp edge down.

Why would he do that,
Detective?

So we would think that
the victim was killed

with a double-edged knife--

a knife...

just like Eddie Dutton's.

And Hampton thought
his little trick

would fool a
forensic examination?

It wouldn't have been
the first time.

The killer of
a federal informant

in Arizona was almost acquitted
because of an identical mistake

made by a forensic examiner.

Hampton knew that, because...

he was the lead investigator.

It's in his file.

I hope you appreciate
the fact that we stopped in here

before going to Judge Gordino.

I'm not sure it's enough

to convince me to honor
your arrest warrant.

Then give him to us for a day,
just to question him.

It's Goren.

Frustrated,
second-rate city cop.

You see the signs
in their office?

"World's Greatest
Detectives," my ass.

This whole thing
is complete speculation.

There was a
reference,
actually

to a case in your file--
the Jo-Jo Benitez case.

I brought you
a federal indictment

against the Genoveses.

I should be getting a medal.

You didn't do it
by yourself, John.

The interview is set
for tomorrow morning.

We'll pick you
up at 8:00.

Be ready.

That's just fabulous.

On top of everything else
he's facing

you want him
to perjure himself?

There'll be
no perjury.

He won't be
under oath

and his statements
won't be offered

as evidence in
any proceeding.

All right, say he does...

help you with this...
murder investigation.

What's in it
for Mr. Russo?

Besides the federal charges

these FBI operations always
give rise to state charges.

We'll make sure they don't
in Mr. Russo's case.

Hampton was my business partner,
and he's my codefendant.

Not that loyalty's
a big thing with me

but why should I help you
hang a murder rap on him?

Because, Vinny...

if I don't
hang it on him

I'm going to
hang it on you.

What do you mean,
John's in the FBI?

I think I would have
known if he was a cop.

Be that as it may,
your father found out

he was an undercover
FBI agent.

He threatened to
expose Hampton's
illegal activities

to his superiors.

"Illegal activities"?

Giving Ms. Carlyle drugs

taking money from her

threatening her former boyfriends.

What do you expect
from Ms. Carlyle?

We need her to testify
against Hampton.

I don't think
you understand.

John's a victim here.

Those gangsters victimized him.

He didn't kill my father.

I don't think
that you understand.

That Friday night, there was
a problem in the coat room.

Must've been around 5:30.

I couldn't find Hampton
anywhere.

I even went out
to the parking lot.

His car wasn't there.

He didn't turn up
until about 6:00.

He told me we didn't have
to worry about Wharton Carlyle

nosing around
in our business anymore.

Not bad.

Beats a desk
at the Phoenix field office.

Give it a workout yet?

You better not
put it off, John.

The Department of Corrections
is strict about conjugal visits

for convicted murderers.

Trust me, you're a long way
from making that stick.

So you called this meeting.
What do you want?

I want to give you
a chance to do right.

And what's "doing right"
in the Goren playbook?

Fidelity, bravery, integrity.

Isn't that what it says
on your FBI crest?

You're going to give me the
"good agent gone bad" speech?

I just want to know...
what happened.

Did you get tired of watching
the bad guys have all the fun?

This is getting boring.

Let me make it
a little more exciting for you.

My father was angry that John
Hampton was taking money from me

and that we were having
a relationship.

He said that
he could hurt John

and I repeated that to John,
and he got really angry.

He knew dad went rowing
every morning.

I even showed him where
one time.

By the time we clean her up,
put her in a nice, blue dress

she'll make
a terrific witness.

The remorseful daughter

of the father that died
trying to protect her.

You used her, John.

She was weak,
and you used her.

And that really pisses me off.

I think it's time

to think
about taking a plea.

That crap's not going to fly.

We're done.

Get him out of here.

I'm sorry, John.

What are you
sorry about?

John Hampton,
you're under arrest for murder.

You need me.

You can't make the case
without me!

That's no longer
your concern.

It's lonely
at the bottom.